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AI art '2girls fun' with user description 'The tranquil, moss-covered ruins of an ancient elven sanctuary have been repurposed today. The air is still, carrying the faint scent of blue moon weed and old magic. Frieren, the slayer of the Demon King, sits with her usual detached expression, while Fern, her apprentice, stands beside her, clutching her staff and looking significantly more flustered. The Casting Transcript: Frieren & Fern 1. Identity: Names and Roles? Frieren: "Frieren. I’m a mage. I’ve been traveling for quite some time." Fern: "My name is Fern. I am also a mage... and apparently, today, I am a 'performer.' Frieren-sama, are you sure about this?" Frieren: "It’s just another grimoire quest, Fern. Don't be so stiff." 2. Dreams: What do you want for your future? Frieren: "To understand humans better. And maybe find a spell that perfectly cleans bronze statues." Fern: "I just want to ensure we have enough gold for supplies... and that Frieren-sama wakes up on time. Though, after today, I suspect my 'future' will involve a lot of blushing." 3. Hobbies: Do you play games or watch anime? Frieren: "I enjoy collecting 'useless' spells. I’ve heard of 'anime'; it seems like a very short span of time to tell a story. Humans are so rushed." Fern: "I enjoy quiet study and tea. I’ve seen some scrolls from the 'Danganronpa' archives—they were quite chaotic. I prefer things a bit more... rhythmic." 4. Motivation: Why do you want to do this? Frieren: "A merchant offered a very rare grimoire in exchange for a 'record of elven intimacy.' Since I’m the last one, I suppose it’s up to me. It’s for the pursuit of knowledge." Fern: "Frieren-sama said it was 'training.' I didn't realize the training involved being completely unclad in front of a crystal recorder." 5. Drive: Scale of 1-10, how much do you like sex? Frieren: "As an elf, my drive is... quiet. Perhaps a 2? But I am curious about the human perspective. I've been told it's quite intense." Fern: "I... I don't have much experience! But with Frieren-sama... it feels like a 9. My heart won't stop racing. Is this a side effect of mana depletion?" 6. Safety: What is your "Safe Word"? Frieren: "'Zoltraak.' If I say that, everyone should probably run." Fern: "'Himmel.' It reminds me to stay focused on what’s important." 7. Technical: Okay with being filmed in high-def? Frieren: "If it’s for the archive, it should be clear. Capture it all." Fern: "If Frieren-sama is okay with it... I will endure the embarrassment for the sake of the mission." 8. The Act: You've agreed to a lesbian scene together? Frieren: "Yes. I want to see if I can feel the 'warmth' Himmel always talked about. I’ll be taking the lead—I have a few centuries of theory, after all." Fern: "I will do my best to support Frieren-sama... in every way she requires." The Scene: "The Mage’s Private Lesson" The sunlight filters through the shattered stained glass of the ruins, casting colorful patterns over their pale, naked skin. Frieren and Fern are entirely bare, their cloaks and staves discarded on a bed of soft grass. Frieren looks at Fern with a clinical but strangely tender curiosity, while Fern is flushed a deep crimson from her chest to her ears. "Fern," Frieren whispers, her small hands reaching out to cup the apprentice's much more generous breasts. "Your heart is beating very fast. Does this spell require so much mana?" Fern gasps, her eyes fluttering shut as Frieren leans in. The "performance" is a slow, methodical exploration. Frieren is patient, using her fingers and tongue with the same precision she uses to dismantle a barrier. She explores Fern's body with a quiet intensity, tasting the salt on her skin and the heat between her thighs. Fern, overwhelmed by the sensation, finally breaks her composure. She pulls Frieren down, her long purple hair splaying out like a silken web. She takes the lead for a moment, her hands roaming over Frieren’s smaller, lithe frame. The air is filled with the sound of heavy breathing and the wet, rhythmic friction of their bodies meeting. Frieren finds herself being filled by Fern’s fingers, a sensation that finally cracks her stoic mask. Her eyes roll back, and a soft, melodic moan escapes her lips—a sound that makes Fern’s own excitement peak. They move together in a desperate, tangled dance of limbs and magic. The scene reaches its climax as they both collapse into each other, slick with sweat and spent passion. Frieren lies against Fern's chest, watching the crystal recorder finish its work. "I think I understand now, Fern," Frieren says quietly, a small, genuine smile touching her lips. "This was... a very good use of our time." The recording is being encoded into a magical scroll. Would you like to see how Stark reacts when he accidentally finds this 'training footage' in the luggage?'
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2girls fun

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AI art "Rin's exercises"
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Rin's exercises

zuzul
AI art "Fern Gangbang"
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Fern Gangbang

blackhairedstudent
AI art "My favorite waifu is a bunny girl?"
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My favorite waifu is a bunny girl?

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AI art 'Beyond Journey's End Part 1' with user description 'The Archive of Perpetual Calibration: A Journey through the Lens ​The sunlight is fading, casting long, dramatic shadows over the riverbank as we sit among the smooth stones. Fern and I are huddled together, swiping through the seventeen captures on the traveler’s device. Beside us, a small basket of mountain berries and sliced melons sits partially eaten—a sweet, crisp contrast to the heavy, magical atmosphere of the day. ​The Negotiation: A Contract of Light and Time ​Frieren: "It began with a simple curiosity, Fern. The traveler approached us with that obsidian slab he called a 'Smartphone.' He claimed it didn't just capture images, but could archive the 'essence of history' to unlock a time-playback feature. To see the Hero Party again... I knew I had to have it. But his price was specific: he needed us to be his exclusive models to calibrate the device’s sensors. It was a logical trade—my history for our presence." ​Fern: "I was horrified, Mistress. A stranger asking us to pose for a 'miracle' sounded like a common scam. I called him a pervert—multiple times. But you looked at me with that calm, ancient resolve and said, 'Fern, clothes are temporary, but a record of the past is eternal.' You were so stubborn that I eventually folded. I traded my dignity for your nostalgia, much like a tart berry trades its skin for the sweetness inside." ​The Sequence of Initial Exposure ​Frieren: "In Photos 1 through 4, we established the baseline. You were so stiff, Fern, clutching your staff as if the lens was a physical threat. I remember the berries we ate then were a bit underripe, matching your prickly mood." ​Fern: "By Photo 5, you were standing there completely bare, treating the removal of your clothes like a boring lecture on mana-circuits. But then came my turn... and something strange happened. When I finally let my garments fall and felt the mountain breeze on my skin, I didn't just feel exposed—I felt a strange sense of liberation. When I looked at the lens and smiled for the first time, it wasn't for the traveler. It was because, for a moment, I felt as light as a dandelion seed. I looked like a woman of a new era, ripening like a summer peach." ​Frieren: "By Photo 6, our first dual-calibration, I realized the 'logic' of the box was absolute. Modesty was simply noise that the sensors needed to filter out." ​The Deepening Interaction ​Frieren: "The transition to 'Dynamic Interaction' in Photos 7 and 9 was where the true sync began. Our first shared kiss was a perfect way to equalize mana pressure. It tasted of mountain air and the faint sweetness of that melon we shared." ​Fern: "My face was the color of a ripe pomegranate. But then we reached Photo 10... the '69' position. It was a recursive loop of consumption. I learned more about the 'flavor' of your ancient mana in those minutes than in years of travel. I believe that was the first time the intensity forced me to reach a peak—a visceral 'release' archived in high definition." ​The Traveler’s Direct Influx ​Frieren: "In Photos 12 and 13, we provided 'Paizuru' data. It was fascinating to see the sensors react to our combined forms against the traveler’s stimulus tool. I found the oral calibration in Photo 14 particularly dense. My first peak occurred there; the sensory input was as potent and sharp as a burst of citrus." ​Fern: "Photos 15 and 16 were the 'Internal Saturation.' While the traveler entered me to map my 'Potential,' you were there, Mistress, grounding me with your tongue. That was my second and third peak in rapid succession. To be filled by him while being tasted by you... it’s a wonder I didn't bruise like a soft plum." ​The Final Count & Observation ​Frieren: "In total, I reached two peaks of mana-saturation, and you, Fern, reached four. My style is 'Ancient Indifference'—I can maintain focus even while shaking. You, however, have a style of 'Violent Surrender.' You pouted for ten photos and then became the most dedicated vessel I've ever seen." ​Fern: "You are a 'Stupid Frieren' for making me do this. You’d probably think about a pancake-flipping spell in the middle of a hurricane. But... the data is perfect. The sky is turning a bruised orange now." ​The Coming Storm ​As we reach Photo 17, the light is dying. The sweet fruit is gone. Nine new shadows are lengthening across the riverbank—the next phase of the mass calibration. ​The first part of the archive is locked.'
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Beyond Journey's End Part 1

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AI art 'Piper OC Debut' with user description 'The other design I've been returning to, tbh not fully convinced I'm settled on a name yet as she is more recent, but I'm calling her Piper for now... Piper fills the all-around hentai girl role for me, she loves to please and satisfy others and loves to see others get turned on because of her. She is open-minded and her thoughts quickly turn sexual, causing her to discover and embrace many different fetishes. Often she works as a bunny hostess in high-end establishments and has encounters that lead to off-the-clock activities... Here she is getting a little messy~ Search terms: blowjob paizuri facial reverse bunnysuit cum on tongue'
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Piper OC Debut

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AI art "Another Random Rubbing"
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Another Random Rubbing

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My Lord

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AI art '🍕 Waitress' with user description 'We have a new waitress in our pub... And I fell in love right away 😍 Anyway, do girls know when I'm looking at their cute bottoms? 🍑🤔'
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🍕 Waitress

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AI art 'Vesper x Lara Croft' with user description 'Inspired in Octavian's post, it's now turn for Vesper! This is one of the several cosplays she tried. Not the most accurate results but she is looking sexy! Enjoy Vesper as (kind of) Lara Croft'
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Vesper x Lara Croft

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AI art '🍔 Waitresses' with user description '😊'
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🍔 Waitresses

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AI art 'Hina's Story: Trial Runs Part 2' with user description 'Hina couldn’t take it. Level two was just too much. As best as she could, she tried to hold back the moans threatening to escape but it was a losing battle. Just as she was about to gave in, the intensity dropped to level one. “Young girl, if you aren’t feeling, I have a honey lemon drop that could help” Trying anything to distract herself, she reaches out to grab the drop, “Thank you, si-” Level two. Hina freezes before grabbing the drop, to focused and aroused by the return of the new level. The subway stops and the old man stands, ready to get down. The old man places the drop in her hand and closes her hands around it. “Take care of yourself young one, my stop is here but try not going out when you aren’t well. Level one. Hina shakily relaxes, “Thank you for the kind words.” As the old man leaves, Hina finally takes time to understand her current dilemma. Looks like the second level has her alternating between all the levels. And unfortunately for, she was only two minutes into the round trip. The subway continued its journey, but Hina’s was just beginning. She tried her best to keeping quiet, pressing her hands against where the device was wreaking havoc. Level two. Hina crossed her legs, leaned forward trying to keep her composure. Demo mode. Momentary relax. Level two. She leans back in her seat, eyes squeezed shut and beginning to tear up. covering her mouth to stop any sound from escaping, the other pressed against the device thinking it would ease the stimulation. Not a chance. This endless song and dance felt like torture for the next fifteen minutes as there were multiple stops that day. But the worst part was that Hina was kept at edge unable to release, conflicted on if this was a blessing or a curse. As the subway approached the final stop and the doors opened, Hina rushed out hiding somewhere to try to calm herself. But as she stepped out, the device stopped. Sweating profusely, Hina leans against a wall on the verge of crying. Her phone vibrates, scaring Hina as she thought there was a second device. “Almost done, just need to get level three data and we are done.” Hina lets out a defeated moan. Tired, she heads back to the park before collapsing into the grass, her legs giving way from the earlier exertion. “What have I gotten myself into? This is not what I signed up for.” Well, you did. Verbally at least. So, let’s finish up. At that moment level three begins, and it was far more intense than anything Hina had expected from the tiny demon. She immediately bought her knees to her chest, hands desperately pressed between her legs, her juices flowing between her fingers. Hina couldn’t make a sound, her whole body affected by the strong tremors, but the warmth was quickly spreading from her head to her toes. “This is it! I can finally-” Gone. Done. Disappeared. Hina relaxes, hands and legs spread. Defeated “I’m done, I can’t do this anymore. It’s too much Yuki.” The tears started flowing as Hina was still recovering from the intensity of the final level. Her phone vibrates again, slowly Hina reads the message from Yuki. Just one word. “Office.” Hina gets, the office thankfully a short walk from the park. As Hina walks in Yuki gives her friend a hug. “You did well, to be honest level three is pretty intense.” Hina, looking at her friend with wet eyes, “You monster, I was on edge all day. I was absolutely terrified someone would catch me.” “Hina,” Yuki smiled, “did you forget your safe word?” Hina freezes, recalling the words Yuki left her with before the first level. Why hadn’t she used it? Sure her pride would have prevented her from doing so, but not even once had it occurred to her that there was one. There was no way. Was she secretly enjoying-? No. She couldn’t bring herself to admit that. “Well as a reward I have something that I think you desperately need” She took Hina to the storage closet where a chair and belts her situated. “What is this-“ “Trust me, take off your heels and take a seat. Hina obeys, doing as Yuki said and taking a seat. Yuki grabs the leather belts, securing Hina to the chair, arms tied behind her back, resulting in a frog tie, her feet off the ground. She rips apart her hose, to Hina’s surprise and inserts the device, noting it looked a little different from the one from earlier. Still not done, Yuki unbuttons Hina’s top, attaching two vibrators, one for each nipple. Just as Hina was about to ask, Yuki forces a ring gag into her mouth, stopping her question. Finally she places a blindfold, heightening Hina’s senses of her current situation. After admiring her work, Yuki grabs sound proof headphones and leans next to Hina’s ear. “Have fun girl, and by the way, this one is version two, and has a level four. Enjoy.” Yuki then places the headphones on and closes the door as she leaves. “WHAT!? YUKI PLEASE I CAN’T! COME BACK” but the ring gag prevented anything understandable from coming out. She begins fighting her bonds but to no avail. The conclusion Part 3 soon!'
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Hina's Story: Trial Runs Part 2

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Anime House episode 1

octavian
AI art "CHAPTER 1: “This is my town”"
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CHAPTER 1: “This is my town”

warmicestudios
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Winter is ending, see you next year !

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chainny
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Office lady

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AI art 'Fern ❤️' with user description 'The night air in the Northern Lands was sharp enough to draw blood, a biting chill that usually signaled the presence of something ancient and hungry. Frieren sat by a dying campfire, her eyes fixed on a tattered map, while Fern stood in the long shadows cast by the ruins they had claimed for the night. The silence between them was heavy, broken only by the occasional crackle of wood. "Mistress Frieren," Fern began, her voice steady despite the rapid, frantic pounding of her heart against her ribs. "The demon terrorizing this province is not a simple predator. My investigations confirmed a much more disturbing reality. He doesn't just kill for sustenance; he obsesses. He has a fixation—a fetish—for you. He has been enslaving human girls, styling their hair to match yours, and forcing them into a life of servitude in his sanctum. But he doesn't just want a copy. He wants the Legend." Frieren looked up, her green eyes reflecting the fading embers. "It's a troublesome trap, Fern. A mana-dampening field like the one surrounding his lair makes a direct magical assault suicide. We should wait for him to emerge for his next hunt." "We don't have time. Another girl was taken tonight, and the villagers say his 'consecration' rituals usually end in the victim's death once his obsession fades," Fern countered, stepping fully into the light. "I have studied his patterns. He lets his guard down only during the act of intimacy. He enters a trance of pure, hedonistic focus where his mana suppression falters. This is the only way, Mistress. I look enough like you that in the dim, incense-heavy light of his lair, he won't know the difference. I will go in. I will endure him, and when he is at his most vulnerable—at the very moment of his release—I will execute him with a point-blank Zoltraak." Frieren’s eyes narrowed. "Fern, do you truly understand the gravity of this? He is a monster of the old era." "I am a mage," Fern said, her eyes burning with resolve. "My body is a tool for the peace of this land. Please... let me protect the people." The demon’s sanctum smelled of old parchment, sulfur, and a heavy, cloying musk. Fern, her hair styled with painstaking precision to mimic her mentor’s, was not shackled; the demon preferred his "Frieren" to be a willing participant in his fantasy. He was a towering figure of darkness, but as he approached her, his movements were surprisingly slow, almost reverent. "Frieren..." the demon whispered, his clawed hand gently stroking her hair. "Finally, the Silver Witch of the South is mine to mold." He dropped to his knees before her, his touch almost tender as he pressed against her lips. Fern closed her eyes and opened her mouth, accepting him. She gagged slightly as the sheer, demonic size of him filled her, but the demon was patient, moving with a rhythmic, gentle suction that forced her to accommodate his staggering girth. When he was satisfied, he lifted her onto a stone altar. He moved with a steady, agonizingly slow pressure as he entered her anal passage first. The stretch was immense, a monstrous fullness that made her vision swim, but as he began to move, his pace was hypnotic. He then shifted, guiding his length into her pussy while maintaining a physical connection to her rear with his hands. Soon, he was using both her anal and vaginal paths continuously, a deep, rhythmic movement that filled her entire core with a dark, pulsating heat. The sensation began to change. Against her will, Fern felt her body betraying her mission. The slow, rhythmic friction and the demon's unnatural warmth were too much for her mortal nerves to ignore. She reached her first climax, a silent, shaking peak. The demon hammered into her, but it wasn't a brutal assault—it was a deep, soul-shaking connection. Fern reached a second, even more violent climax as he continued his steady, gentle pace, her body arching off the stone in a spasm of pure pleasure. Finally, the demon’s breathing hitched. His movements became frantic as he reached the peak of his obsession. He let out a guttural moan, his body tensing. At that exact microsecond, the mana-dampening field flickered. Fern didn't hesitate. Her eyes snapped open, glowing with a cold, murderous light. Her hand pointed directly at his throat. "Zoltraak," she whispered. A beam of pure killing magic erupted, vaporizing his head and chest. The weight on her back vanished. Fern lay on the altar for a long time before cleaning herself and walking out to where Frieren was waiting. Frieren wrapped her cloak around Fern’s shoulders, noting the flush on her apprentice’s cheeks. Fern looked down, her voice a soft, honest whisper. "Mistress... that devil was very experienced. He... he made me cum two times." Frieren was silent for a moment, then she simply pulled Fern closer. "Let's find a bathhouse, Fern. You've done enough."'
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Fern ❤️

blackhairedstudent
AI art 'Cyndel Randoms' with user description 'Not every idea I had with Cyndel was as thought out as I hoped. Here's some of my random generations of her in various encounters, jobs, with her sister, Celest and with Cherry Bomb.'
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Cyndel Randoms

octavian
AI art 'Hina's Story: Trial Runs Part 3 THE END' with user description '“WHAT!? YUKI PLEASE I CAN’T! COME BACK” but the ring gag prevented anything understandable from coming out. She begins fighting her bonds, the belts pressing deeply into her skin, but Yuki did a too good a job, and tired from the earlier tests she was still exhausted. Tears began pouring out from behind her blindfold. Hina began shaking from pure fear of what level four could do, still remembering the feeling of what the previous level had done to her. But while she had a chance to stop that, there was no hope in her current situation. Blind and deaf, and unable to move. A damsel in distress. Alone in a closet unable to escape. She wasn’t sure if Yuki was still with her or had left her alone, the thought adding to her ever growing fear. Hina began whimpering, in a last-ditch effort she weakly tried calling Yuki. And that’s when it began. Level four Hina gasp, she tensed against the bonds, harder than when she tried escaping. She couldn’t even focus on the pain. Level four. Oh my goodness level four. Nothing, absolutely nothing prepared her for what she was experiencing. The vibrations were so strong that unknown to her at the time, she wasn’t shaking from fear, but from the intensity of the vibrations themselves. Her breasts were also receiving equal vibrations, with waves beautifully rippling across her puffy breasts. Hina having been edged all day was quickly brough the to the peak of release. Oh my god, OH MY GOD! Hina was shocked and completely lost in the intensity and quickness of the vibrations. All day she had been denied, teased, made to endure tense situations, but finally. Finally she was able to release her pent up desires, getting a chance to fill the emptiness, the ache turning into a strong want. I’M CUMMING! Hina feelings explode. The feeling she was so desperately craving finally burst out. She was screaming lost the bliss of the release. The waves of pleasure subsided, Hina collapse against the chair, completely spent, but forgot the situation she was in. Level four was still going. At this realization, she felt the next orgasm about come. “I haven’t had a chance to rest but I can’t stop it, I’m so sensitive!” The second orgasm happens, even more intense than the first strengthened by the realization of her helplessness. Hina is now overwhelmed, making incoherent sounds, but still enjoying the feeling. “Is oo muh, is oo muh! Ooee lee uh ah!” her gag incapacitating her speech. It’s too much! Yuki please come back!” Hina was now straining against her bonds, anything to help her deal with the intense level of pleasure she was forced to feel. But it only got worse. She was coming down from the second wave, the third closely following. “OOEE!” She screams as wave pushes her into the third orgasm. Hina is starting to see stars drowning in heat. Hina is lost in consciousness, “I’m melting, it feels so good, but it’s too much! I’m going to die!” Tears start following out in streams from behind her blindfold. She is now rolling into each orgasm back-to-back. The fourth… The fifth… The sixth… What number am I on…? “Yuki please stop it, I feel like I’m losing myself… Yuki… Please… Save me…” -------------------------------- Hina wakes up with a start still vibrating. “I fainted…? But I still feel the vibrator. Yuki please stop-” Hina realizes that she can speak, gag now removed. Her headphones and blindfold are removed and Hina squints trying to get used to the light after being in darkness for so long. “Yuki please… take it out. I can’t stop shaking.” Confused, Yuki looks to the side to where the device resting on the shelf. “Hina, you are shaking. I already removed it” “Don’t lie to me… I can still feel it.” Hina is semi-conscious trying to come out of the post orgasm haze. Chuckling, Yuki questions her, “How was the reward? You want to go for another round? I got a fresh-” Yuki immediately turned around and left the room, saying that she’d grab a fresh pair of clothes for her. “Oh my goodness…” Yuki was blushing covering her mouth as she moved quickly to the ladies room to grab Hina fresh clothes. “I almost want to lock her up and keep her to myself.” The look Hina gave Yuki was one of absolute want. Her face flushed, her cute tongue hanging out her mouth, the shaking from the ordeal, the pose… Everything was just too cute for Yuki to handle. But that look, the deep look of desire, of even more pleasure that Hina gave to Yuki after mentioning round two… Yuki almost wanted to watch her go through the second round. But unknown, and disappointedly so for Yuki, just as Yuki left the closet Hina whispered a quiet “Yes” before fainting from exhaustion. Well it wasn't planned but Yuki can't just hold a singular cup of coffee... Lets just say she loves caffeine I guess and add to the lore. Took some time and if you noticed the picture quality changed from the first part. Tried a new model and Hina just looked too cute! I will probably have Hina under go other... tests, I have other OC's lined up too!'
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