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AI art 'CHAPTER 3: “Getting the Pearl Thong”' with user description 'A sexy, velvet female voice: “I had just received the most beautiful pearl thong I’ve ever seen. I wish I could say it came from a lover or a secret fan, but no. It came from the Tech Department. It is a special radar, beacon-thing. Most likely the pearls are not even real. But hey, they look so real I won’t tell anyone. I’ll pretend they were a real gift from a secret admirer.” Barry opens another hard case. From it he takes out a couple of smaller pearl strings. - “And I made matching anklets. Here, let me put them on you.” Barry kneels down in front of her ready to place those anklets on her but as Pearl raises her knee and places her naked foot in front of him, Barry freezes. The sight of Pearl’s intimate part being so close to him, touching her leg and the scent of her perfume, makes Barry’s mind go blank. Barry goes to a place where Pearl and him are together. A nice place where they live together as a married couple and where Pearl is madly in love with him. He imagines that Pearl is … - “Barry915! Barry915! WHERE ARE YOU??!!” A loud voice on the intercom snaps Barry out of his fantasy. - “Barry come on! They are waiting for us!” Pearl tells him. - “What?! Ooh, sorry I… I… never mind! Barry looks down and focuses his attention on placing both anklets as fast as he can. - “They are beautiful, Barry! Thank you!!” - “It is… (he wanted to say ‘a pleasure’ but instead he said) my job” He smiles. - “Hey, Barry… (Pearl starts blushing) I need to ask for a favor, a BIG favor. Please don’t tell the guys that I haven’t had sex in a long time. Please Barry, please!! I’ll be the laughing-mockery of the Station!!” - “Em, yeah, sure. Of course, I can keep a secret.” - “Oh, Barry you are amazing!! Thank you so much!” (kisses him on the mouth) I love you, you know that! - “Mmh, yes I know that. I love you too…” Pearl rushes out the door. TRAINING DECK - MOMENT LATER! Everyone is there. Either naked on in their underwear. They are all showing their new devices to one another. - “Hey, finally Jennings is here! Now we can start” Commissioner addresses the crowd: - “You have all been given updated devices. They all have a new feature that we will test right now. Behind that gate is a large labyrinth with hidden rooms with difficult or no access. Inside a few rooms we have manage to secure some. . . Catgirls” - “What?!” Everybody is surprised. - “Don’t worry! I assure you this means no harm to you! You will not be in ANY contact with them. And that is the whole purpose of this. You see “Cuteness” has a very special frequency. “Cute Girls” they vibrate at a HIGHER frequency. Color pink leaves traces. Your devices are specially equipped with radars and sensors that detect that high frequency so you’ll be able to detect when ‘cuteness’ is near by. Even if several feet away in another room. Now all you have to do is pay close attention at the vibration of your device and practice getting closer to the source. Of course the closer cuteness is the harder your device will vibrate”. The gates unlock. One by one start walking in to that dark labyrinth. - “Good luck ladies and gentleman” (To be continued)'
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CHAPTER 3: “Getting the Pearl Thong”

warmicestudios
AI art 'Angie Casting' with user description 'The humid, sterile air of the public train station bathroom was the first thing to hit my senses, smelling of industrial bleach, old rust, and the sharp, musky scent of unwashed bodies. My head lolled to the side, my silver pigtails messy and sticking to my damp neck. As consciousness trickled back into my brain, I felt a heavy, dull ache—a sensation of being stretched far beyond my limits. *Ah... Atua is so generous today,* I thought, a dazed smile spreading across my face even before my eyes fully opened. I remembered talking to Tenko earlier about the divine joy of being a vessel—how the physical body is just a tool for Atua’s will, and how I craved the sensation of being used until there was nothing left of me but spirit. Tenko had looked so flustered, but then she remembered it was my birthday and handed me a cup of coffee. It was bitter... and then the world had dissolved into a beautiful, velvety black. Now, I was awake. My wrists were cold, held tight by heavy steel handcuffs that rattled against a rusted plumbing pipe. My ankles were shackled, forced wide apart to frame the entrance of my sanctuary. And in that sanctuary, there was a presence. A black, gigantic member was buried deep within my anus, rhythmic and relentless. The man behind me was a titan, his dark skin slick with sweat as he claimed me with a primal, wordless hunger. To my left, resting on the grimy tile floor, sat a plastic bucket. It was overflowing with condoms, a mountain of latex meant to facilitate a marathon of devotion. "Nyahaha! Atua, you really outdid yourself with this birthday party!" I chirped, my voice echoing off the graffiti-covered stalls. The men were already lined up. I could hear their footsteps, their impatient breathing, the clinking of belts. They were the "unclean" of the world—hobos with matted hair and clothes that smelled like the gutter, stinking men with calloused hands, and wide-eyed teenagers. One after another, they stepped forward. The titan behind me finished, a deep groan vibrating through my spine as he withdrew. Immediately, the next man took his place. Some were quick, driven by a frantic need. Others were slow and cruel. Every few turns, a man would ignore the bucket of condoms entirely. I felt the raw, searing friction of skin on skin, the hot, slick sliding of natural fluid as they bypassed the latex and drove themselves into the very depths of my core. My anus was a burning ring of fire, but I welcomed the heat. I welcomed the filth. But then, the ritual shifted. A man, smelling of cheap cigarettes and desperation, didn't aim for the back. He guided his length into my pussy. The moment he slid inside, the thin veil of my composure finally shattered. I wasn't just a vessel; I was a participant in the divine ecstasy. My hips began to move of their own accord, meeting every thrust with a rhythmic, desperate grind. I was loving each and every one of them. I was cherishing the grit, the sweat, and the overwhelming scent of a dozen different lives converging inside of me. "Thank you, Atua! Thank you for this glorious day of service!" I screamed toward the cracked ceiling, my eyes rolling back as a wave of pleasure crashed over me. This was the best day of my life. My body was being claimed by the world, and in that total surrender, I felt closer to the divine than I ever had. The hours bled into one another. The sun must have set outside the station, leaving only the buzzing fluorescent lights to witness the carnage. For six hours, the line never stopped. At least sixty random men—each one a different flavor of desire—had used me. I was a map of their release, my skin painted in various shades of white and grey. Finally, the heavy door of the bathroom creaked open. The last man, a scruffy teenager who looked like he was about to faint, finished inside my pussy and stumbled away, leaving me slumped against the pipes. Tenko walked in. She looked around at the wreckage—the empty condom wrappers, the spilled bucket, and me. I was a mess. My silver hair was matted with fluids, my face flushed a deep, feverish pink. My entrances were gaped wide, raw and red, struggling to close after the constant assault. I was literally full of cum, the excess leaking out of me to pool on the cold, dirty tiles. "Angie!" Tenko shouted, her voice a mix of horror and a strange, hidden pride. "Happy birthday! I... I hope Atua provided everything you asked for." I looked up at her, my vision blurry but my heart soaring. I gave her a wide, toothy grin, my tongue darting out to lick a stray drop from my lip. "It was perfect, Tenko," I whispered, my voice hoarse from six hours of praising the heavens. "Atua is so, so good."'
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Angie Casting

blackhairedstudent
AI art "Alice in wonderlust"
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Alice in wonderlust

zuzul
AI art 'Ranma transforms again' with user description 'Kuno: Where are you my beautiful pig-tailed-girl?... Ah.. there you are! :)'
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Ranma transforms again

ranma-chan
AI art '“A little Chinese girl (Part 1)”' with user description 'HIGHLY suggested soundtrack —> https://youtu.be/PcHvL1aTKEk?si=kDSPnFvo9_5vtXGT ⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️ CHAPTER 13: “A little chinese girl - Part 1: Brown and turquoise" Madame Li has striped Detective Pearl not only of her clothes but of her dignity as well. She is taking her clothes off, too. She wears nothing but a very elegant, very expensive gold lace panty. - “A present from one of my most exclusive customers. Gold strings woven with silk, the most exquisite feeling on your skin, detective.” She takes them off, too. - “Come, there is something very important I need to tell you” INT. SAUNA - MOMENTS LATER: Madame Li starts undoing her hair. - “I had this sauna specially built and isolated. No signals can come in or out and I don’t allow recording devices like the one your clever friends placed on your necklace. So everything we talk here, stays here.” She completely lets her hair loose and rests her scalp letting out a sigh of relief. Then: - “Detective, you might think of me as a mean woman. I assure you: I’m not. But you have to understand that I’ve had to hustle my way through life. You don’t get to survive and become this powerful without learning to put a thick armor around your heart.” Madame Li’s attention starts to drift. After a brief moment she continues - thoughtful: - “The world knows about me only what I’ve let them to believe. I have never told this story before, never. Probably because I was too embarrassed to admit it, probably because I wanted to feel important when talking about me, but…my story is FAR from perfect. - “Why tell it to me… why now?” Asks Pearl. - “When I’m done telling you my story, you will understand” Madame Li leans back, drops the gaze and inhales deeply, as someone who is about to take a deep dive. - “I was born in a little village far from any big city in China. My mother died when I was very little so I have no memories of her. I was raised by my father who taught me everything he knew about martial arts and life. He was a single father and a well respected leader of the community, so the only way he knew of raising me was through martial arts and discipline” - “There is no training the body without training the mind!!” He used to say. - “Get up on those books and read to me. Keep your balance AND DON’T DROP THE WATER!!!!!” Madame Li laughs. - “Those were his favorite words for me: Higher! Faster! Higher! Faster! — AGAIN!!” - “I never though he was being to harsh, I knew he was preparing me. - “I told the whole village I was gonna be the greatest warrior who ever lived. I told them they were looking at a legend (smiles) they all laughed and cheered me up. (Li takes a pause) “This little skinny girl… I’ll show them all” I thought. Detective Pearl has been listening closely. Li is lost in her memories. - “My village was very prosperous town. Soil was rich and the people were hard working folk. And like many places like that, mean people took advantage of all the riches the land has to offer. A group of ill-intentioned people were abusing the town, sucking on the people’s labor for their own benefit. My father was a big leader in the community and was fighting against them” - “One night, they broke into the house, I heard muffled voices and sounds, a struggle. I was scared. Then silence again. After a while I decided to go to my father’s room. (A pause) And that was the last time I saw him. Or... what was left of him, inside a basket, with a note to the people of the town” (To be continued…) ⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️'
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“A little Chinese girl (Part 1)”

warmicestudios
AI art "ARRESTED!!! (Part 2)"
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ARRESTED!!! (Part 2)

warmicestudios
AI art 'READY TO GROW' with user description 'For the “Too long; didn’t read crowd (TL;DR) —> She has finished her training and feels ready. Farmers throw a good-bye party. She moves to Shanghai to look for her first fight. ✨📚📕📗🔍📔📚📝🖇️🗒️📚✨ And now for “THE READERS CLUB”!!! ✨📚📕📗🔍📔📚📝🖇️🗒️📚✨ After she spends a great deal of time training and improving, her heart is healed and she is ready to leave the farmers behind. At her good-bye party farmers gave her a very special parting gift: They have all gotten together and made several blue and yellow dresses for her to fight with. - “Huã, we know you scratch your clothes a lot so we made you several. We want you to think of us in your combats. The cotton stretches so you can fight comfortably and we made the slits on the side extra wide so your legs are free to move and kick" Her heart is deeply moved by this present. No one has ever had such attentions with her before. - “Go on… try them on” She takes off her grey shirt and with delicate care puts on her new blue and yellow dress. (No images of this moment were created, sorry, didn’t get to it 😊 but for the first time we see her on her typical blue outfit. The one we all grew up watching… 😍 —— I wanted to make the getting of the typical Chun Li outfit a special moment) She hugs everyone good bye. Everyone is there except Csaba (the hungarian man, the one who at first ejaculated prematurely when being with her - There is a deeper story here but we will not get to it now) She looks around and Csaba is not in the crowd. Looks to his hut and a new blue curtain held with yellow ribbons has replaced the old brown curtain. - “He will be wearing your colors now” The old man tells her. - “Please tell Csaba that I will miss him” - “I will. He didn’t want to be here but he left this for you” The old farmer hands her a small wooden box, (we’ll talk about the contents of this box later 😉) she smiles and hugs the elder good bye. DAYS LATER - SHANGHAI: After settling in a small room she goes to the Dongtai Road Market. She enters the winding labyrinth of stores and businesses and knocks on a special red door. Asks for “The Moderator” - “Moderator? Got the wrong door. Don’t know what you are talking about?” - “I am a new fighter and here’s my entrance!” She hands over a big stack of bills. The guy reaches for the money and closes the door back again. She stays quiet outside for a while and after a couple of minutes the red door opens again. (For the next scene I don’t have all the images but you can sort of follow them with the text) A DARK ROOM: The Moderator, a mysterious man of whom we never see his face, we only hear his thick, deep voice. He sits behind an old desk in the shadows. - “Who is the fighter?" Ask The Moderator. - “I AM” Answers Huã with pride. The moderator looks at her for a moment and simply shrugs his shoulders as if not caring for the fate of this woman entering the most vicious underground fighting circle in the world. - “Name?” - “Huã Li” - “Huã...? “Flower”...is that your fighter name?” - “That is my name and that is the only name I have!” Responds defensively. - “Don’t like it, it’s too...soft 'Beautiful Flower' too weak” Says The Moderator. - “And you are so pretty that you are not just a flower, you are the whole garden! (One of the guys in the room says looking at her body) Hell, you are the whole spring season!!! They all laugh. - “Yes, (says another man looking at her ass and thighs) you are the WHOLE SEASON !!! (Their eyes widen with lust) You are CHUN-Li!!! - “CHUN Li, ‘Beautiful Spring’ (Says The Moderator) That sounds much more fitting” - “Yeah, whatever!! I don’t care about the name as long as I get to kick their asses!! Who’s first???” - Well, we have several opponents tonight… (responds The Moderator) "A japanese zumo wrestler…" - “Too easy. What else?” - “A brazilian beast, a weird skinny dude from India, a big russian wrestler, an american playboy… oh, this one…. this might be a much better fit for you… another asian, a Japanese arrogant prick.” - "I don’t care who’s first, If I have to beat them all I don’t care in what order I punch their faces!" - "Ok, suit yourself. You paid the money to get in and you are in. Hey, Rocko (to his assistant) Go tell Ryu his first opponent of the night is here." - "My pleasure, boss! I’ll tell him his next victim is here and she is ready to take it up the ass!!” Rocko is about to laugh when a single round kick to the face breaks half his teeth. Rocko drops unconscious to the floor like a sack of bricks. She says quietly: “Not any more…” ⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️ @parda @gildenstein @bad77 @terror2 @onlyyouprod @dreamerofdreams'
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READY TO GROW

warmicestudios
AI art "Ganondorf keeps himself busy waiting for the hero if time"
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Ganondorf keeps himself busy waiting for the hero if time

kklown2
AI art 'Chapter 8: “Nurse Josephine”' with user description 'Suggested soundtrack for this chapter —> https://youtu.be/OqiHVct5MYE?si=DcvWvPYsNLjiAXzw ⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️ - “Well, I've… been a nurse for 6 years. Graduated from nursing school at Waifu University and started working ever since. My husband was a doctor here too, so I was used to spending most of my days here any way. After my husband died I would go home after work to an empty house, so I started taking extra shifts just to keep myself busy. Working kept my mind occupied and helping others gave me a purpose to get out of bed. Then something interesting happened… I realized how much faster patients healed when someone paid close attention to them. You see, sometimes people just need to know there is someone that cares for them. Sometimes they need to express love rather than receive it. Sometimes all they need is to talk, nothing more so I’m here for them. The wounds of the body usually start in the heart. There is no reason for me to be home any more, so I’m here all the time” - “If you don’t mind my asking… What happened to your husband? How… ?” - “He died during ‘The night of the 8’ He was on duty that night.” Detective Pearl was not expecting that answer. - “Oh! The Night of The Eight…” - "It was my day off but I got an emergency call from my husband. He didn’t have time to explain he just said: Hurry, we need extra hands! By the time I got here it was too late, the break-in had already happened” - ⁠”Yes, August 8th. We lost a lot of people that night…” Pearl answers. “I was on duty that night too. You see...I was the one who caught their leader" - ⁠”It was you?? You are the one who caught Octavian?!" FLASHBACK: A much younger officer Pearl holds up her gun against the enemy. - “Octavian, don’t make me do it!! Please, stop!” PRESENT TIME: - "Yes. I... caught… Octavian. That's how I got promoted to Detective 1st class" Pearl gets sidetracked by the memories, but immediately catches herself up and pulls herself back on track. - “Yes, I got that bastard. But I’m not here to talk about old ghosts. I’m here to talk about the patient you received last night” Her attitude and voice stiffs up. Almost as if forcing herself up to be serious and rude. - “Oh, yes, right… uhh, well, about 11:30 last night an ambulance brought in the subject. He was completely naked. No id, no wallet or anything to identify him but his long black hair and his tattoos.” - “Tattoos?” - “He had red flowers tattooed from his lower back all the way up his left shoulder and chest. Most of his body was scratched” - “Probably a large feline, said the report” - “At first we thought that , the size and depth of the marks could match that description but not the patterns. Large felines attack face and neck. It was his body that was injured, not the face and the scratches were in a random pattern. I think he was trying to get away and was running while being attacked. He was delusional and talking in his sleep. He mumbled things like: The lady from First Post, watch out - Lady from First Post - dangerous” - “Lady from first post?” Repeats Pearl. - “At least that’s what I understood. I could have heard wrong. Does it mean anything to you? Do you know what he’s talking about?” - “Lady from ‘FIRST POST’ dangerous… yes, I have an idea. Red Flower tattoos, long black hair. That would be Johnny Astor, he’s the kind of guy who likes to be in the wrong place at the wrong time” - “That’s all I could say, really. Because I was attending his wounds when he got up frantically and just ran away. He seemed really scared” Detective Pearl has all she needs. - “You have been really helpful Nurse Finnegan, thank you for your time” - “Please, call me Josephine” She smiles at Pearl. - “Josephine, thank you for your time” Pearl smiles back. Detective Pearl leaves the hospital. As she melts back into the city crowd the ghosts of the past creep back in. Images of ‘THAT’ night come back to her. FLASHBACKS: * “Octavian, don’t make me do it!! Please, stop!” She begs. “GET DOWN HERE, PLEASE!!” Tears roll down her face. * “Octavian, my love, if ANYTHING of what we had was real, I beg you to stop…” * “I’m sorry Pearly-boo” He says. * “Don’t … please …. Don’t make me do this…“ Raises the gun at him. “Turn yourself in, please!!! We can work something out TOGETHER! PLEASE!!!” She begs with all her heart. - “I’m sorry baby… it was never supposed to end this way…” - “NO OCTAVIAN!! NOOOOO!!!“ BANG!!!! The sound of ’THAT’ gun shot resonates inside Pearl still to this day. ⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️'
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Chapter 8: “Nurse Josephine”

warmicestudios
AI art 'Puppy's Second Chance' with user description 'This post is a continuation of @gildenstein's post 'What shall I do with my little puppy?'. Link: https://betterwaifu.com/post/snfq9ql Thank you ×1000 for sharing Arazni's prompting with me and allowing me to make a post with her, Gildenstein! 🥰 —— Story time —— *Gaaasp!!* I woke up choking for air, my head pounding like it had been split open. “Where the hell am I?” Memories trickled back. I’d gone home with Arazni, the stunning woman cosplaying as some ancient fantasy queen. She was insanely hot, so when she begged for pet-play, I went along with it. Things escalated fast. Her blowjob was mind-blowing. I came embarrassingly quick, without warning, straight down her throat. That’s when everything went hazy. I vaguely remember her “punishing” me with a spanking that only turned me on more. Then her eyes glowed, and the next time her mouth wrapped around me, it felt… wrong. My consciousness faded. Now I stood in an unfamiliar room wearing only my boxers. No clothes in sight. I stepped into a long stone hallway lined with heavy wooden doors. “This place is massive. Does she own a whole damn castle?” I pressed my ear to the first door. Strange noises came from inside. I cracked it open. Three glowing eyes of a gigantic dog-like monster stared back at me. I slammed the door shut, heart hammering. The beast roared but couldn’t get through. “Holy shit… was she actually a 3,000-year-old lich?” The next room was a treasure hoard—gold, weapons, armor, and best of all, clothes. None of the shirts fit, but I finally had pants again. That’s when I heard her voice echoing from downstairs. I crept toward it. Arazni sat on a throne, commanding an army of skeletons in a language that twisted in my ears. When she finished, she moved into a side chamber. I followed silently. She was studying a map when I stepped behind her and gently touched her shoulder. She spun around, face twisting into a demonic snarl. Purple flame ignited in her palm. “WHO DARES—” In pure panic, I grabbed her breasts over her robe. Her rage vanished instantly. The flame disappeared. “Puppy…? I thought I killed you. I only meant to punish you a little…” I grinned. “You think that was enough to finish me? I’ve had worse nights at the BetterWaifu Bar.” I fondled her softly, then caressed her chin. I continued. "Were you going to cry over me?" She looked away, cheeks faintly flushed. “This body hasn’t cried in over two thousand years,” she muttered. “I was just… disappointed our fun ended so soon.” With a smug smile, she snapped her fingers. Her clothes dissolved into shadows, leaving her naked except for her crown and bracelets. Another snap and my pants vanished. “Jeez, I just got those!” She pushed me onto a bed that hadn’t been there a second ago and straddled me. "Are you ready to fuck a lich?" Arazni whispered seductively. Before I could reply, she sank down onto my thick cock, her tight purple pussy stretching around me. Her eyes widened in genuine surprise at my size, and a cute, involuntary moan escaped her lips as a faint blush colored her pale, undead cheeks. She began riding me with eager rolls of her hips, her moans growing louder and more desperate with every bounce. Embarrassed by her own shameless sounds, she quickly spun around into reverse cowgirl position, hiding her flushed face while continuing to bounce harder on me. "I'm cumming!" I warned breathlessly. "Do it! I'm so close too!" she gasped, glancing back over her shoulder with lust-filled eyes. Her inner walls clenched tightly around me as I exploded deep inside her. Arazni cried out, her whole body shaking violently. She collapsed forward, face buried in the sheets, her crown tumbling off beside her. Her ass remained raised invitingly in the air, my cum already leaking from her well-used pussy. Still rock hard, I positioned myself behind her. "Is this lich ready to get fucked in the ass?" Not waiting for a response, I pushed into her tight rear. She let out muffled arcane shouts into the bedsheets as I thrust deep and steady. It didn't take long before I pulled out and painted her smooth back with my second thick load. Arazni rolled onto her back, breathing heavily, staring in disbelief at my unrelenting erection. "Really? A third round already? Fine... you can use my tits." I straddled her stomach and slid my shaft between her perfectly sized breasts. With the last of her strength, she weakly pressed them together around me. The sight of her exhausted, cum-streaked face drove me even wilder. I thrust between her soft mounds until I erupted, shooting thick ropes across her face and chest. She let out one final soft groan and passed out completely spent. I stood and admired the beautiful ancient lich queen lying there, covered in my cum. Spotting her fallen crown, I grinned. "Perfect souvenir for the boys." I placed it on my head. The world spun in swirling shadows and magic. Suddenly, I was back in my own bedroom, wearing nothing but the ancient crown. —— To be continued? ——'
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Puppy's Second Chance

terror2
AI art 'Emma' with user description 'Emma heads out looking for clues. Instead, finds someone....Was it him? Someone else? Guess she'll never know. Short story and character inspired by a simple question from @warmicestudios. Hey @peterco, was that you or not?'
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Emma

barry915
AI art 'Fight!' with user description '@kokoroto inspired post. Thought you were gone. Glad to see you're still around :)'
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Fight!

barry915
AI art 'The Queen of Lust' with user description 'Gildenstein: Ladies and gentlemen, good evening, and welcome to the Hot Legs highlight of tonight! The Queen of Lust herself—Annie—honors us with her presence. Her playmate for this evening is none other than our very own Priss! Grab your drinks, sit back, and enjoy the show! You have all come @bad77 @parda @warmicestudios @terror2 @peterco @blackhairedstudent @barry915 @reptorn to see us. Center stage, she lies naked upon our playground, waiting for me. Lust is written all over her face; her wild eyes beg me to share my desire with her. Her lips wait longingly for mine. Her breathing comes in heavy gasps of joyful anticipation, awaiting the touch of my skin. I savor this sight for just a moment longer—this woman who pleads with me to make her mine. Her tender, soft breasts with those perfect nipples, that sweet navel, those endlessly long legs, and her already dripping-wet pink pussy. I claim it all. Gildenstein promised the boys a show, and a show is exactly what they’re going to get. I approach her, stopping just inches away, then lift my foot and offer her my toes. A collective moan ripples through the audience as she teases them with her tongue. So soft, so wet—and my hand is already on my own pearl. I walk around her and kneel down between her spread legs. With a smile, I accept the Venus she offers me and bury my tongue deep inside her. Her moans make the audience sit up and take notice—so intense, truly an unforgettable moment. I see men stroking their cocks and women sliding their hands beneath their clothes. The ecstasy is palpable, and *I* savor every single moment of it. Her sweet nectar of love moistens my lips; I lick it up, not wasting a single drop. I pull her between my legs until our wet pussies touch and rub against each other. Moaning, I massage both our clits until we come. Dazed, she sits up. Priss: Please, I want to taste your sweet juices on my tongue. How could I say no to that? I spread my legs wide, offering her a sight that makes people pause, all while I continue to massage my clit. She buries her face between my legs, her tongue pleasuring my core. I’m addicted to her; I want more of her nectar. So I lift her head—confusion in her gaze, holding the unspoken question: did she do something wrong? Smiling, I shake my head and position her beneath me so that we can lick each other. Our next orgasm isn't long in coming. Trembling, we lie draped over one another. It seems that a few people in the audience have come as well; one of the women has taken her partner's cock deep down her throat, and cum is trickling from the corners of her mouth—a sight that makes me jealous. Priss draws my attention back to herself; she’s holding a dildo in her hand. Priss: Ple...ase... Annie: Please... what, my love? Priss: Please... fuck... me... She is so sweet; our tongues find one another as I insert the dildo for her, just as she asked. She comes instantly—what a sweet, naughty girl. I grab another dildo from the play area and hand it to her; why should she be the only one having fun? The dildos slide in and out of our greedy pussies, but they bring me no true satisfaction; my holes are craving something real. Annie: Boys! We need your help up here! They don't need to be told twice; they strip off their clothes as they step onto the stage. Gildenstein stands unimpressed behind the bar, but I swear I saw a smirk flit across his features. Our bodies are devoured by them—hard, throbbing cocks everywhere. They fill every orifice: mouth, pussy, asshole—God, the ecstasy! There is nothing better than a hard cock taking me like an animal. Priss seems to feel the exact same way; she comes again and again. My head, too, is spinning after countless orgasms. The air is thick with sex, sweat, and our moans—the moans of two sluts being fucked into oblivion. Dazed by the ceaseless waves of pleasure, we lie on the play area while the boys drench us in their hot cum. They paint a white masterpiece upon our skin. Breathing heavily, I kiss Priss, and she returns the kiss. Weariness settles over the guests and over us as well, yet I cannot hide how much I enjoyed this. Priss, too, smiles at me, trembling all over. In halting breaths, she forces the words through her lips: Priss: "You... truly... are... the Queen of Lust."'
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The Queen of Lust

gildenstein
AI art "[REPOST/REVAMP] - Office Lady after work party continue part 2"
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[REPOST/REVAMP] - Office Lady after work party continue part 2

salazar01
AI art "Meanwhile Spardan men..."
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Meanwhile Spardan men...

parda
AI art "Pudding fantasies..."
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Pudding fantasies...

kendarfulgrim
AI art 'WTF is this?'

WTF is this?

zesoul
AI art '—— THE COMEBACK———' with user description '- “I needed to focus solely on training, resting and eating properly if I wanted to succeed, so I made a deal with the local farmers: I’d take care of them every day in exchange for food and a place to sleep peacefully. The deal was simple. At first they didn’t take me seriously and many stayed aside, but as days went by and they saw my training they knew I meant business. Soon all farmers were visiting my hut and I’d gladly take care of them. It has been the easiest job of my life: most of them have never seen or even been with a girl like me before so you can imagine how excited they were when it was their turn. Some would be so excited they would ejaculate before I even took their clothes off. Seeing their reaction was the cutest thing I’ve ever seen 😊. - "Not a lot of time passed before they would bring me extra food and even presents. They gave me so much food I couldn’t finish it! By being able to focus on proper eating and training, I rapidly started noticing changes in my body. I was becoming thicker and stronger” - "Some farmers were from far up north and they didn’t speak chinese, but that was not a problem: Putting their dicks inside my mouth didn’t need translation” - “There was only one rule: I was not to be disturbed while sleeping nor training” @parda @gildenstein @tacks0540'
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—— THE COMEBACK———

warmicestudios
AI art "Sauna butt love"
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Sauna butt love

punkkrai
AI art "Office Lady's shooting behind the scenes part 2"
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Office Lady's shooting behind the scenes part 2

salazar01
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