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Making AI images of OC waifus and maybe some others too.

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First of all, thank you because we're almost at 250 followers, thank you so much. I'll be uploading random stories about my favorite waifus.

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Hacker interested in AI. Love futa, traps and moar

AI art 'Anima Tests' with user description 'Testing artstyles and tags'

You fuck, impregnate and brainwash a cute trap

A Retelling of Akane's Weight Loss (Anima Test)

AI art 'Trap Taming Vol 5: Epilogue' with user description 'This is the main terminus of this project. It was fun, but I ran outta ideas.

Here's the sexy blonde pet from Vol 5.'

Hey guys, if you enjoyed some of my works give a like and follow.. if you really liked it comment something, participate, don't be shy... And if you want some posts with a especific girl just comment in one of my posts that i will try to make it. Thanks for being here and enjoy the ride ❤️

Big Ass Asahina

Nagatoro Slut ❤️

$AI art 'Junko Slut ❤️' with user description '### The Architecture of Absolute Boredom Junko Enoshima was bored. It was a cosmic, suffocating boredom that no ordinary thrill could cure. To her, hope was predictable, and conventional despair had become a routine. She needed a crucible—an experiment of absolute vulnerability to see if she could finally lose control. She orchestrated the scenario with mathematical precision, commanding her sister, Mukuro Ikusaba, to act as the warden of her self-imposed purgatory. The setting was a derelict, subterranean concrete chamber, stripped of all comfort. Junko had herself chained to the cold stone floor, completely defenseless, electing to remain there uninterrupted for nine grueling months. Mukuro stood guard at the single iron door, an immovable shield. The rules of the experiment were absolute: The Invitation: Word was leaked to the remnants of the outside world. Anyone could enter, one by one, for precisely ten minutes. The Crowd: Two distinct factions gathered. First, the vengeful—those who had lost everything to Junko’s machinations. Second, the fanatics—the broken souls who idolized her chaos. The Security: Mukuro ruthlessly screened every visitor with a metal detector. Junko wanted to experience their raw emotion, but she forbade them from ending her life prematurely. If anyone crossed the line to an assassination attempt, Mukuro’s blade silenced them instantly. The Nine-Month Crucible For 270 days, the cycle never paused. A relentless line of over a hundred people waited outside the door every single day. There were no breaks, no pauses for rest. Junko allowed herself only the bare minimum of sustenance, fed to her by Mukuro while the visitors unleashed their fury, grief, and twisted adoration upon her. The treatment she endured was entirely primal; the crowd stripped away her humanity, treating her as nothing more than an object or an animal for their consumption. They defaced her skin, using ink to scrawl derogatory insults like "slut" and "free use" across her body to mark her complete subjugation. The demand was so relentless that many men, after their ten minutes expired, immediately ran back to the end of the line just to experience her vulnerability again. The air in the chamber grew thick with the heavy weight of human malice. The hateful struck her, cursed her name, and tried to break her spirit through sheer physical and psychological dominance. Every ten minutes, a new face, a new form of aggression, and a new wave of intense human energy washed over her. The Aftermath of the Masses By the time the final hour of the ninth month ticked away, the statistics of the nightmare were staggering. Operating continuously at six participants per hour, 24 hours a day, for 270 days, Junko had been used by exactly 38,880 men. When the heavy iron doors were finally shut and the chains unlocked, the physical reality of what she had endured settled in. Her lower body was in ruins—crimson, incredibly swollen, and aching beyond human imagination from the non-stop friction and brutality of nearly 40,000 individuals. Her internal biology had been completely overwhelmed by the sheer volume of what had been left inside her. It took four agonizing hours of physical strain for her body to finally purge the massive amount of fluids accumulated from the endless rotation of men. The Verdict of the Ultimate Despair Mukuro knelt beside Junko, tending to her fractured, bruised, and leaking form, waiting for the grand revelation. She expected Junko to be radiant with the euphoria of a new, profound layer of despair. After all, she had subjected herself to the ultimate degradation at the hands of the masses. Junko slowly opened her eyes, staring blankly at the stained concrete ceiling. She didn't laugh. She didn't cry. "Is that it?" Junko whispered, her voice raspy but hollow. She analyzed the past nine months with her analytical mind. The violence of the vengeful had been entirely predictable; their anger followed a basic script of grief. The devotion of her followers was equally mundane, nothing more than weak minds clinging to a monolith. Even the physical extremity of the ordeal had eventually blurred into a monotonous rhythm. In the end, the grand experiment had failed to deliver the transcendent despair she craved. As she lay there, feeling the lingering ache of a thousand bitter encounters, Junko realized the terrifying truth of her existence: she felt no profound horror. She felt only a lingering, base stimulation—and an overwhelming, inescapable boredom'$

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I love sharing my fantasies, I hope you like them too

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Hello everyone, I'm "Crown" because I'm the crow who follows our protector and observes everything that happens in the series "The Paranormal Club." I hope you like it. Personally, I enjoy everything paranormal, mysterious, scary, fantastical, etc. My intention is to share some stories from these genres that you enjoy. I hope you like them and that this page continues to grow.

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My name is John, but that doesn't matter. Today I'm going to show you my world—the world of dreams. Everything you've seen so far is just an illusion, and everything you'll see from now on is just a dream.

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"THE KINGDOM OF GEFZELL." Chapter 1. Poly.

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I like to tell a story, not big into writing text, hoping the images come to life for you. Transformation, alteration, sequences is what I like to do with the ai. Doesn’t always work out with the limited prompt budget, I’m still learning. All comments suggestions are appreciated! some of my stories don't post here due to errors, if you want to view the missing pieces. I'm also limited on posts there, I will reserve my longer stories there. --> https://e-hentai.org/uploader/Invictus325

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Yo. I know y'all are here for the impregnation kink, but uh, with the changes to BW, I can no longer post the generations I made. So, sorry for the eventual stop to new breeding link pics, yeah. At least I keep the prompts up so y'all can have fun generating them!