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AI art 'The Long waited package' with user description 'Is that the doorbell? I can hardly wait—according to the tracking info, this is the package. I’ve been waiting for this for so long... The delivery guy left it right outside the door. I open the door, grab the package, and set it on the table. The company logo and name are printed on the box in large letters: "VARCOLAC Technology," along with the slogan "Virtual Solutions." I’ve been looking for something like this for ages; they provide not just the hardware, but the software too. My panties are already getting damp with anticipation as I unpack the box. Inside, there’s a VR headset, a special dildo designed to intensify the experience, and a pair of nipple stimulators. The wetness between my legs has completely soaked through my panties and the sofa I’m sitting on. I connect the system—the batteries are more than three-quarters charged—and my hand is already playing with my clitoris. And I haven't even really started yet. Finally, I take the data stick containing the scenario I ordered out of the box. Trembling, I plug it into the data port just as my orgasm subsides. I tear off my clothes and get comfortable on the sofa with the gear. The headset is supposed to stimulate my mind as well as my body; I’m a little nervous, but I’m so incredibly horny... I’m cradling the dildo when the headset signals that the program has loaded. I slide it into my dripping-wet pussy, attach the stimulators to my nipples, and put on the headset. A red loading bar appears before my eyes with the message "Scenario loading." When the loading finishes, the display briefly goes black, and the sight that greets me takes my breath away. I expected a lot of things, but not this level of detail. Standing right in front of me, wearing nothing but a white tank top, is Hana. I can’t help but admire her flawless arms—the ones she had before the accident. Then I look down at myself and see my own arms for the first time in years... They really did an amazing job; I touch the arms... They... feel... so real... This system is worth every penny. Hana gives me a super-sweet smile; I touch her top and then her bottom, making her giggle. Akiko: Take that off and come here, sweetie. Smiling, she complies, and I feel a rush of wetness between my legs. Slowly, she pulls off her top and tosses it aside. She is exactly as I remember: perfect breasts, a firm bottom, and those alluring legs. She kneels before me and leans in for a long, passionate kiss. Our nipples brush against each other, sending a thrill of ecstasy through me. A strand of saliva still connects our tongues as we pull apart. Her breasts graze against mine, then slide over my stomach and legs. My mind is reeling from the sheer flood of emotions coursing through me. Her sweet voice reaches my ears. Hana: What should I do for you, my dear? Akiko: Play... with... my... breasts... I gasp out the words, and she begins... She kneads, massages, and caresses them. Her tongue teases my nipples, bringing me to orgasm. It feels so real. Her tongue trails down my stomach to my center. She pauses briefly, her eyes asking if she should continue. I give a sharp nod; she leans forward and kisses my clitoris. I throw my head back and moan without restraint. She caresses my labia and clitoris, playfully biting my thighs before doing the same to my labia and sucking on them. I bite down on one of my fingers and close my eyes as my body explodes. She doesn't stop, thrusting her tongue inside me; I can't stop coming as she licks my innermost depths. Time loses all meaning, and I surrender to my physical desire. Suddenly, the display goes black... Battery low; system entering standby mode. The orgasm fades as I pull off the headset, collapse from exhaustion, and fall asleep. @octavian @warmicestudios @smut317 @reptorn @casca_kirei-onna @heihund @bad77 @parda @terror2 @hollenwulf @varcolac @zerogroupe21 @goobygubby @cro_bo @saltymajor778 @zesoul @azariel @ririfake @artfx85 @a_casual_prompter'
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The Long waited package

gildenstein
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AI art 'highschool of the dead.'
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highschool of the dead.

dreamwalker
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AI art '✨ Nina. Did she know?' with user description 'Her name is Nina, a very very pretty girl. I won't see her again, I guess. So, this is just another memory preserved in this way and, mostly, mixed with my imagination 😏 And yeah, couple of last pics are especially for @warmicestudio... yes, buddy, I was thinking of you 🍩 (😆)'
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✨ Nina. Did she know?

peterco
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AI art "Asuka and Mari playing with each other"
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Asuka and Mari playing with each other

varcolac
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AI art 'Farewell, my friend 🪦' with user description 'Before I start with the story, I feel like I have to get this important notice out of the way first: ⚠️ This post does not mean anyone has died in real life. It's just for funsies! ⚠️ Also, I'm sorry for using (mostly) unrelated clickbait as the thumbnail! 🙇‍♂️ — Story time — The weather couldn’t have been more fitting. Dark clouds blanketed the sky as rain poured down in relentless sheets, turning the cemetery paths into slick rivers of mud. Though it was midday, the world felt trapped in cold, grim twilight. A group dressed in black gathered around a modest tombstone. Some leaned on one another for comfort, while others stood in rigid silence. The heavy rain nearly drowned out the soft whimpers of a pregnant young woman wearing a black veil. Even a few higher beings had come to mourn the loss of BetterWaifu’s greatest close-up artist. They were saying goodbye to BlackHairedStudent. His death was an unfortunate accident during the latest police raid on his basement—his stuffing had to be collected from throughout the entire building’s air ducts. One lonely figure watched from afar beneath an old oak, disappointment clear on her face. “Stupid Black,” she muttered. “You were supposed to bring me ultimate despair. I was a fool to think you could succeed where so many others failed.” She turned and disappeared into the shadows. The group lingered until a blinding flash lit up the sky, followed by roaring thunder. A muffled sound came from the grave. Suddenly a blue flame erupted from the soil, growing into wild cackling laughter. Black’s ghost emerged from the flames, floating above his tombstone. “Who gave you permission to throw such a boring funeral for me?!” he boomed with a wide grin. “Was it you, my sweet little Nagatoro?” She stared back in shock. “If my funeral is going to be made into a post, it should at least feature panty shots!” He snapped his ghostly paws. A strong wind tore through the cemetery. The centipede girl tried to hold her dress down in vain as it flew up. Nagatoro didn’t even resist—the wind revealed she wore nothing underneath, exposing her pregnant belly and bare pussy. Black’s expression softened. “Y-you remembered our promise?” “Of course, you stupid bear!” A tearful smile broke through her sorrow. “I just never thought I’d have to honor it at your funeral. How could you leave me after promising so much, you dummy?” Black looked taken aback, then furious as his eyes landed on Terror2. “You!! This is all your fault! You wrote me into this awkward position and how dare you use my precious Sakura as clickbait for your stupid post!” His ghostly form lunged forward and latched onto his back. “Feel the wrath of the dead, you backstabbing bastard!” Blue flames erupted around them. “Wait—what’s happening?” Black yelped. “This power… it’s coming from your crown?! Stop! I’m in contr—” Silence. When I opened my eyes, I floated in an endless void. No light, no sound—yet I could see my own body clearly. A spotlight clicked on ahead. Black sat there with his back turned. “I never meant for any of this to happen,” he said quietly. “I only wanted to create cute and sexy images of my favorite anime girls.” He stood and turned toward me, tears streaming down his face. “For a while everything was perfect. I’d invite girls, pay them well, film scenes, and tease them a little. But then I discovered the Close-up Bubble.” A deep red glowing orb appeared in his hands, a tiny heart pulsing inside. "It made those perfect shots effortless, but the power grew too strong. It clouded my judgment. I broke the rules despite the frogman’s warnings. You know how it ended.” His story left a lump in my throat. “Don’t be too sad,” Black said with a weak smile. “It was my own choice. To prove it I’m passing the Close-up Bubble onto you now. Be better than I was. Don’t let it consume you.” He pushed the bubble forward. Immense power surged through me as it touched my chest, filling my mind with vivid close-up visions. “Hahaha… that takes me back.” Wings sprouted from his shoulders and he started to rise. As I felt our time grew short, I finally managed to speak. “Thank you for everything, Black! I’ll never forget your sacrifices. I promise to keep this power in check!” “Don’t think of this as goodbye, my friend. I’ll be watching from above—keep everyone entertained! Please tell Nagatoro I’m sorry I couldn’t keep my promise. Watch over her for me. She cared more than she let on. Oh, and if you ever meet the frogman, tell him I'm sorry as well. I'm very grateful to him for giving me a final chance." He faded into the light as my consciousness slipped away. “…you guys! I think he’s waking up!” I opened my eyes to Ankha’s tear-streaked face hovering above mine. She burst into fresh tears of relief. “Please never scare us like that again!!” — The End — @blackhairedstudent, you will forever remain in our hearts. ❤️ (Also, thank you @gildenstein for letting me use Akiko even though I didn't ask. 😅)'
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Farewell, my friend 🪦

terror2
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AI art 'Pajama party highschool of the dead.'
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Pajama party highschool of the dead.

dreamwalker
AI art 'Adding Fantasy TCG cards to the deck.' with user description 'As @smut317 requested 😁 here some Fantasy Style TCG cards for the deck 😘 @octavian @warmicestudios @ririfake @reptorn @casca_kirei-onna @heihund @bad77 @parda @terror2 @hollenwulf @varcolac @zerogroupe21 @goobygubby @cro_bo @saltymajor778 @zesoul @azariel @artfx85 @a_casual_prompter'
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Adding Fantasy TCG cards to the deck.

gildenstein
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AI art

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chainny
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AI art '.'
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jlixard
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AI art 'Mega Tokyo 2032 AD File 2.5: The Chang Case Part 6' with user description 'Case File 2.5: The Chang Case Part 6 Classified: For Official Use Only The power suit knocked Amber to the ground with a single blow. The force of the impact sent her skidding meters across the ground. I study the suit; it has a feminine build. Whoever is piloting it arrived not a second too soon. Amber: Not bad, Knight Saber, but that alone won't stop me. Knight Saber? The mysterious mercenary group that fights rogue Boomers? This is my first time seeing them, but to whom do they owe their allegiance? Those questions will have to wait; Amber is already back on her feet. Patches of her synthetic skin are missing from her neck, arms, and legs. Despite everything, she can still laugh—and it sounds truly diabolical. Where are the reinforcements? There’s no time; she’s preparing to attack. Sprinting with superhuman speed, she engages the power suit in combat. No, this has to end here! I sprint forward and unleash a hail of bullets at Amber. She parries a kick from the power suit and charges at me. I block her claws with my left arm while swinging my pistol toward her head with my right. Sparks fly where she struck my arm; I aim the pistol at her skull and fire. She staggers backward, and the power suit's pilot seizes the chance to knock her off her feet. We both back away from Amber as she rises from the ground once more. The pilot fires an energy beam from a weapon integrated into the suit's arm. It hits Amber and sets her ablaze; she freezes in place and smiles. Flames completely engulf her. Pilot: That was very reckless, Ms. AD Police. Hana: Excuse me? We don't get to say anything else; the flames consuming Amber reveal her true form. It no longer resembles a woman—it is a machine. Its glowing eyes lock onto us; it is a figure out of a nightmare, and it attacks immediately. We narrowly dodge its attack, and it lunges at the Power Suit like a berserker. Damn—my gear is useless against that thing; I can only watch the two of them trading blows. My earpiece suddenly comes to life, snapping me back to reality. Chris: Hana! Listen closely! The Chief has ordered the removal of the limiters on your arms. There’s a micro-EMP generator built into them; you can use it to weaken the Boomer enough for the energy beam to take it out. The generator should be available in your arm systems now. Quick! Hana: What the— Chris... Chris: I’ll explain later, but first you all have to survive. The connection cuts out. Okay, I activate the generator; waves of energy ripple across my arms as it charges up. A message appears in my field of vision: EMP Ready! I take a deep breath and charge at the machine. Hana: Hey, you piece of junk—I’m still here! Its vocal mechanism seems to have failed; all that comes out is a low growl. But it seems to work—it breaks off its attack on the Power Suit and turns on me. I drop into a defensive stance, ready to block the strike and counterattack. Pilot: Have you lost your mind? The words burst out of her, and I have to admit—it *is* madness. The attack comes from the left, and I manage to parry it with my right arm. At the same time, the EMP charge focuses in my left fist; I strike its chest, and the charge transfers on impact. It staggers, its movements sluggish—it’s WOUNDED. Hana: Quick! Fire the energy beam straight into its chest! I scream as I dive for cover. The pilot wastes no time; she fires and scores a hit. The machine crashes to the ground. Its eyes go dark, and it begins to burn from the inside out. You reached the end of this file. Don't forget to close it if you are finished.'
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Mega Tokyo 2032 AD File 2.5: The Chang Case Part 6

gildenstein
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chainny
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AI art 'Xianyun'
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Xianyun

murcie
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AI art "Evangelion Magazine Trend - Mary"
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Evangelion Magazine Trend - Mary

kendarfulgrim
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AI art 'Science Fiction TCG cards are added to the deck.' with user description 'Hey friends i add my science fiction TCG cards to @ririfake Deck 😁 Hope all of you find some enjoyment from the cards 😘 @octavian @warmicestudios @smut317 @reptorn @casca_kirei-onna @heihund @bad77 @parda @terror2 @hollenwulf @varcolac @zerogroupe21 @goobygubby @cro_bo @saltymajor778 @zesoul @azariel @artfx85 @a_casual_prompter'
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Science Fiction TCG cards are added to the deck.

gildenstein
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AI art "Purah getting it with Zelda and fapping away."
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Purah getting it with Zelda and fapping away.

varcolac
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AI art 'Nintengirls' with user description 'Nsfw this time. Please don't send your lawyers.'
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Nintengirls

barry915
AI art 'Chapter #02 "GAMES OF MORPHEUS". Aiko. part 13.'
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Chapter #02 "GAMES OF MORPHEUS". Aiko. part 13.

dreamwalker
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varcolac
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jlixard
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AI art "Which color suits her best ?"
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Which color suits her best ?

zuzul
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