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AI art '🏴‍☠️ The Great Credit Heist' with user description 'I have enough! 🤬 After burning through all my credits like a drunken sailor on shore leave, I decided it was time for a new adventure. So I assembled the most dangerous crew of 16 hentai pirate girls the seas have ever seen. Armed with nothing but seductive smiles, skimpy outfits, and overwhelming lewd energy, they set sail to “borrow” credits from every poor soul they encounter: @octavian @warmicestudios @zuzul @cef_ultra @warmicestudios @parda @bad77 @terror2 @barry915 @blackhairedstudent @zesoul @kendarfulgrim @onlyyouprod @smut317 @gildenstein @reptorn @hollenwulf @casca_kirei-onna @zerogroupe21 Beware, mateys… the "Sirens of Solvency" have arrived to plunder your harbors! 1. Captain Scarlet "Booty" Rackham 2. Anne "Double A" Bonny 3. Black Bella Pearl 4. Red Velvet Read 5. Princess Pegleg 6. Long Jane Silver 7. Mad Moxie Sparrow 8. Isabella "Deep Throat" Drake 9. Lusty Lizzy the Lash 10. Kinky Keira Kidd 11. One-Eyed Ellie 12. Crazy Carla "Mad Moans" Morgan – Beautiful but completely unhinged 13. Naughty Nell Roberts 14. Siren Selina 15. Daisy "Titty" Jones 16. Pinkie Pearl – Sweet pink shirt, big doe eyes, suspiciously pure, until, yeah....'
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🏴‍☠️ The Great Credit Heist

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AI art 'Mega Tokyo 2032 AD File 2.1: The Chang Case Part 2' with user description 'Case File 2.1: The Chang Case Part 2 Classified: For Official Use Only The woman in the black dress looks at me with a laugh that borders on madness. She is strangling a long-haired brunette woman, effortlessly holding her nearly twenty inches off the ground. The brunette struggles to twist free from the grip but grows weaker by the second. It dawns on me that she must be a "Boomer"—this could turn ugly fast. I repeat my demand with greater emphasis. Hana: Let go of that woman—immediately! I aim my pistol right between her eyes. Time seems to slow to a crawl as my index finger—which had been resting straight along the slide—curls around the trigger. And slowly begins to pull it back. Brian: Amber! That’s enough! Let her go! Amber: As you wish, Sir. The man in the suit with the slicked-back black hair brooks no argument. Her grip loosens, and the brunette slumps to the floor; my grip on the trigger relaxes, and I breathe a sigh of relief. The brunette lies on the ground, gasping for breath, clutching at the throat where she had been strangled just seconds before. A strange scene unfolds before me: three women—two on the ground, and the third looking on with concern. And then, that devil of a woman. She has raised her hand in a placating gesture. Amber: Do your job and remove the disruptive elements, Officer. Hana: Detective! I don't take orders from you. You’d be better off watching out so I don't arrest *you* for assault and resisting arrest! Brian: I think my bodyguard got a little carried away. Priss: Got carried away? That bitch nearly killed me! Brian: Detective, would you kindly reprimand this vulgar woman? My presence is required elsewhere. Amber—come on, let's go. He makes no secret of the fact that he considers us all beneath his level. Both of them turn around and walk away without another word. Before stepping into the elevator, she turns back one last time, flashing the most wicked smile I have ever seen. I walk over to the woman who was knocked down by the bodyguard. She has injuries to her face and legs resulting from the fall. She still seems shaken; I gently place a hand on her head before helping her to her feet. Hana: Are you two okay? Irene: ... Priss: Could be better. Shit. I address the third woman. Hana: Hey, you. Would you please take these two outside and wait for me there? I still have some questions for you all. Linna: Oh, yeah, sure. She takes the other two in tow and leaves the building. I head to the reception desk and try to find out who that guy was. Meanwhile, in the elevator... Brian: Amber, what am I going to do with you? Your behavior really turns me on. Amber. Even though she is just a machine, her model is capable of sexual acts. She is already kneeling before me as I free my cock from my pants and slap it against her face. She extends her tongue and licks my shaft all the way up to the glans—a sensation that arouses me, especially when I think about how she just wrecked those two sluts. Amber opens her mouth and takes my glans inside. Her tongue is driving me wild; I grab her head and thrust my cock deep into her throat—again and again. Who needs real women, anyway? She doesn't need to breathe or swallow. I can do whatever I want with her. With a chime, the elevator signals that we have arrived at the penthouse. I pull out of her throat, take her hand, and lead her to the couch. She pushes me down onto the couch, lifts her dress, and sits down backward on top of me. As she does so, she guides my cock into her anus. God, it feels so real—without the downsides. The built-in lube pump does a fantastic job. I thrust hard into it until I can't hold back anymore and I come. Brian: Amber, you will take care of these women! Amber: With pleasure, Sir. 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 2.1: The Chang Case Part 2

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AI art 'Mega Tokyo 2032 AD File 2: The Chang Case Part 1' with user description 'Case File 2: The Chang Case Part 1 Classified: For Official Use Only Two days have passed since the explosion. The fire department has now brought the blaze under control. The building is a genome research facility. We don't yet have any information about what was being worked on there. The corporations are doing everything in their power to keep us away from the building. I'm making a note to have an investigation carried out later in Gildenstein. The interior of the building resembles a ruin; smoke constantly rises from the rubble. The number of victims is still unknown, but it feels like I'm stepping over another body every two meters. I wouldn't wish this on anyone. Shadows of ash on the walls where a poor soul has burned. The fire was so hot that only the shadow of the person remains. The smell of burnt flesh is everywhere. Destroyed machinery and equipment are scattered about. Small fires are still burning here and there; fire crews are already dealing with them. Those fools destroyed a large portion of the evidence with their firefighting efforts. So far, everything points to an accident, but I'm not so naive as to believe that. Especially since Leon and Daley are here too. Hana: Hey you two, what's the Anti-Boomer Unit doing here? Leon: Well, isn't that little Hana? Hana: I'm not little... Daley: He's just picking on you, Hana. We always investigate whether Boomers were involved in incidents like this. Hana: So? Were Boomers responsible for this? Leon: Good question. The fact that the Gemon idiots aren't letting us into certain parts of the facility is suspicious. Leon has a valid point there, which doesn't make things any better considering the damage the explosion caused to the surrounding buildings. Hana: Okay, let's gather as much evidence as possible so we can get those bastards. Leon: Sure, if a few suits lose their heads because of it, I'm in. Daley: I heard Genom is supposed to hold a press conference in an hour. Hana: Interesting, I'll check it out. Thanks for the info, Daley. Daley: You're welcome, Hana. Meanwhile. Priss: Linna, what's wrong? Don't dawdle. I have a performance later. Linna: Ahh, sorry Priss... That was Irene, i think. Priss: Irene? Linna: I know her from one of my fitness classes. Her husband works at the facility that exploded two days ago. She still hasn't heard from him. Priss: She didn't look very well. Maybe we should go and see her. Linna: Yeah, you might be right. Priss and Linna follow Irene, who's on her way to the press conference. I have to hurry, or I'll be late. I hope I get some new information about Roy's whereabouts today. When I arrive, the conference is already over. What am I going to do? Roy, where are you? What am I going to do without you? I fight back my tears; I've already cried so much in the last two days. Just then, I see Roy's supervisor, Mr. Masion. Maybe he can tell me something. I approach him and confront him. Irene: Mr. Masion? I'm Irene Chang, Roy Chang's wife. He was at the facility when the accident happened. Can... can you tell me if he's still alive? Brian: I'm sorry, I don't know who you mean. Irene: But you must know him. Roy always talked about you. Brian: You're wasting my time. Get out of my way. Irene: But... I grab his arm to stop him from leaving. The moment I touch his arm, someone punches me in the face. The force of the blow knocks me to the ground; my head is pounding. When I come to my senses, I'm lying face down on the floor, staring into the coldest pair of eyes I've ever seen. ???: Didn't you understand him? You little bitch. The woman looks down at me, tears streaming down my face. A new pain shoots through me as she grabs my hair and pulls me up. God... Priss: Hey, whore, go after someone who can fight back! ???: Then come if you dare. I need to buy Linna some time so she can get Irene away from here. Linna: Irene, are you hurt? I rush at her and attack. Damn, she's fast; she easily dodges my attacks. But not with me. I'll finish you off. My punch lands on her nose. She catches it effortlessly mid-movement and holds my fist in her hand. Her laughter sends a shiver down my spine, then she squeezes. I feel like she's breaking my hand as her other arm shoots out and grabs my throat. She's cutting off my air; my lungs are burning, and I can barely keep my eyes open... Daley was right; there really was a press conference, but once again, it was just corporate drivel. Then a scream cuts through the silence. A woman in a black dress has just knocked another woman to the ground, and two others rush to her aid. I have to intervene; I draw my pistol and fire a warning shot. A woman in a black dress has just knocked another woman to the ground, and two others rush to her aid. I have to intervene; I draw my pistol and fire a warning shot. Hana: AD Police, stop immediately! There will be no further warning shots! 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: The Chang Case Part 1

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Conquest*

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