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AI art "The Legend of Dalia: Rise of the Pleasure Vicar"
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The Legend of Dalia: Rise of the Pleasure Vicar

octavian
AI art 'Alice in Waifuland' with user description 'I might be going mad, lmao'
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Alice in Waifuland

usagi77
AI art "Some spider's test"
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Some spider's test

zuzul
AI art "Chapter #02 "GAMES OF MORPHEUS". Amy. part 4."
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Chapter #02 "GAMES OF MORPHEUS". Amy. part 4.

dreamwalker
AI art "Wrath of the Princesses"
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Wrath of the Princesses

octavian
AI art '😻 Disney Catgirls' with user description 'Which one is your favorite charaCATer? 😼 1. Rapunzel 2. Elsa 3. Anna 4. Ariel 5. Snow White 6. Cinderella 7. Belle 8. Tiana 9. Jasmine 10. Moana 11. Mulan 12. Pocahontas'
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😻 Disney Catgirls

peterco
AI art 'Chapter #02 "GAMES OF MORPHEUS". Mila. part 12.'
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Chapter #02 "GAMES OF MORPHEUS". Mila. part 12.

dreamwalker
AI art 'Chapter #02 "GAMES OF MORPHEUS". Kless. part 20.'
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Chapter #02 "GAMES OF MORPHEUS". Kless. part 20.

dreamwalker
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Tanpa Judul

variation7777
AI art "Bowsette > Peach"
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Bowsette > Peach

zuzul
AI art "Peach ❤️"

Peach ❤️

blackhairedstudent
AI art "“CODE NAME: Bad Rap”"
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“CODE NAME: Bad Rap”

warmicestudios
AI art "First attempt at Disney princesses 👸"
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First attempt at Disney princesses 👸

bad77
AI art "Sniper Rapunzel"
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Sniper Rapunzel

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AI art 'Elsa stands against Ariel' with user description 'The private bathing chamber deep within the frozen spires of Arendelle Castle as Elsa bathed. "This is nice and peaceful," she whispered to herself. She stepped out of the pool without bothering with a towel. The cold never bothered her anyway. A single gesture and shimmering ice crystals formed around her body, swirling like affectionate hands. They wove themselves into the fabric of her battle-ready dress: a sleek, high-slit gown of deepest midnight blue and crystalline white. The bodice was tight, almost corset-like, pushing her breasts upward into a breathtaking, icy display while leaving her shoulders and a daring expanse of cleavage bare. Then the lightning flashed. Through the tall arched windows of ice, the horizon lit up in violent electric blue. A massive storm was rolling in from the sea—unnaturally fast, unnaturally furious. Thunder rolled like distant war drums. Rain began to hammer against the frozen walls. Ariel. Elsa’s ice-blue eyes narrowed, a slow, dangerous smile curving her lips. The little mermaid had finally made her move. The signal was unmistakable: the war had begun. She turned away from the window and extended her hand. From the frost-covered pedestal rose her magic ice staff—taller than she was, crowned with a cruel, multifaceted spire of diamond-hard ice that pulsed with contained power. “Rapunzel,” she whispered into the cold air. “Moana. Merida. Tiana. Belle.” Names of the newer spirits, the wild ones, the ones who chafed under the old order of the “classic” princesses. “It’s time.” She planted the ice staff into the ground. A ring of jagged ice spikes erupted outward, claiming the courtyard as her first territory. “If it’s war you want, Ariel,” she called out into the howling wind, her voice carrying across the fjord with crystalline clarity, “then I will let it all go.”'
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Elsa stands against Ariel

octavian
AI art 'Belle versus Moana' with user description 'Ariel's Knight Captain Belle clashes with the Beach Barbarian Moana! “You chose the wrong side, island girl,” Belle called out, voice cutting through the storm with sharp authority. “The old ways built these kingdoms. You cannot simply tear them down because you feel the ocean tugging at your leash.” “Old ways?” she shouted back, spinning her oar once with effortless strength. “Your books and your balls and your pretty little castles left my people starving while you played princess. The ocean chose me. And tonight… she’s hungry.” Their bodies collided hard. Their eyes met, inches apart. Hatred… and something far more dangerous. Belle’s voice came out low and rough. “I will bind you in chains of law and reason if I have to.” Moana’s lips curved into a wicked, aroused smile. “Try it, bookworm. I’ll drag you under and make you scream for the tide.” Then the grapple exploded again—swords clashing, clubs swinging, bodies slamming together in the mud and rain with wet, violent, intimate force.'
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Belle versus Moana

octavian
AI art 'Oz Bonus - Flying Monkies' with user description 'Requested by warmicestudios. It took a few tries to narrow down this look. I may have gone a bit extra with this one, lol. Hope you like it! (I was not able to get the little hats despite my best efforts, 🙃), 💙'
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Oz Bonus - Flying Monkies

usagi77
AI art 'Chapter #02 "GAMES OF MORPHEUS". Mila. part 22.'
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Chapter #02 "GAMES OF MORPHEUS". Mila. part 22.

dreamwalker
AI art 'Fruit 6' with user description 'The sun dipped below the horizon of the Mushroom Kingdom, painting the sky in deep bruised purples and fiery oranges. In Peach’s private observatory, Princess Rosalina stood as still as the galaxy itself. Peach, however, paced the marble floor with a frantic energy. Finally, she stopped, her breath hitching as she looked at the guardian of the cosmos. "Rosalina," Peach began, her voice a low, trembling confession. "The cycle is not what it seems. The kidnappings, the rescues... it is all a lie. I let myself be captured by Bowser. I leave the windows unlocked and lead him right to me. I do it because those weeks in his volcanic fortress are the only moments I truly feel alive. I do it to make love to him." Rosalina remained silent, her starry gaze fixed on Peach. She didn't look shocked; she looked as if she were observing a predictable orbit. After a long pause, she spoke. "But Princess," Rosalina said softly, "I was under the impression you were dating Mario?" Peach let out a wistful chuckle. "Oh, Rosalina, no. I did date Mario, yes. Way back in the '90s. But in the end, Mario dumped me. He realized his truest love was adventure and the thrill of the unknown. We grew apart." "I see," Rosalina noted. "And yet, he still risks everything to reach you." "We are still very good friends," Peach explained. "That is why he saves me every time. It is deep, platonic loyalty. But that loyalty makes the truth difficult. While he saves my life, I am yearning for the 'monster' he thinks he is protecting me from." Peach moved to the balcony, staring at the distant, jagged peaks of the Koopa Kingdom. "There is a raw, primal power in Bowser. When he touches me, I am no longer a delicate doll. But, Rosalina... this connection has devastating physical limits. My biology was never designed for the scale of a Koopa King. Bowser’s penis is a monumental thing—a pillar of heat and obsidian-hard flesh." Peach gripped the stone railing. "I desire him, yet my body imposes boundaries. We are in love, but I simply cannot engage in **Anal sex** with him. It is a physical impossibility; the girth would be fatal. I have tried everything—potions, breathing, magic—but that door remains shut. It makes me feel like I am failing him." Rosalina drifted closer. "Does he understand this?" "He says he does," Peach sobbed. "He is surprisingly gentle, but I see the longing in his eyes. And the **Blowjob**... Rosalina, I try. But the scale is an absurdity. His penis does not fit in my mouth. I feel so small when I try to encompass that massive weight. I feel the heat and the pulse, but it is like trying to swallow a mountain. I end up gagging, unable to give him the deep pleasure oral sex requires. It is a psychological torture to be physically incapable of it." Rosalina placed a cool hand on Peach’s shoulder. "Many stars burn brightly but cannot touch without destruction. Is the middle ground not enough?" "It has to be," Peach whispered. "We are limited to the **Vaginal**. It is the only path that can receive him. And even then, it is an experience of total, bone-stretching expansion. I feel every inch of him filling me, pushing me to the absolute edge. The pleasure is a tidal wave, but the emptiness of knowing I cannot satisfy him in other ways... it hurts more than any spike on his shell." Peach looked at the stars. "Mario thinks he is saving me, and because of our history, he will never stop. But he is actually tearing me away from the only being who makes me feel whole. I will continue to be 'kidnapped,' hoping one day my body will finally adapt to his magnitude. Until then, I live in this cycle of heat, pain, and the frustration of a princess who loves a king who is simply too much to be contained."'
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Fruit 6

blackhairedstudent
AI art 'Chapter #02 "GAMES OF MORPHEUS". Neji. part 27.'
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Chapter #02 "GAMES OF MORPHEUS". Neji. part 27.

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