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AI art '💫1K SPECIAL🎉' with user description 'I don't do these sorts of sets for myself but obviously this milestone is.. 4 digits long so I had to cook up something. Thanks to everyone who participated in the Rin Post 😂 And to everyone who have been sticking to this ride ever since they've found this account (The constant like ratio on my recent posts are actually fucking wild lmao)💛🎉🍻 You guys asked for spicy so I hope this meets your expectations🙏

@octavian @warmicestudios @smut317 @gildenstein @cef_ultra @casca_kirei-onna @heihund @terror2 @zerogroupe21 @goobygubby @cro_bo @reptorn @bad77 @barry915 @candylover @parda @valtek @kendarfulgrim'

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💫1K SPECIAL🎉

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AI art "Summer Babes - Team Celest"

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Summer Babes - Team Celest

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AI art 'Congratulations Parda for 1K!!🎉🥳' with user description 'Congrats on the one thouie followers!🥳💛 You deserve every one of them @parda . Welcome to the One Thouie Club🫡

@zerogroupe21 @peterco @cef_ultra @gildenstein @zesoul @zuzul @bad77 @octavian @onlyyouprod @reptorn @terror2 @cro_bo'

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Congratulations Parda for 1K!!🎉🥳

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AI art 'In HornyTown cuteness left a long time ago...' with user description 'No masks, no games.
There’s only flesh against flesh.
A raw and open conversation where honesty is the main rule.
You get pleasure by giving pleasure.
"No one is the master because no one is a slave"'

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In HornyTown cuteness left a long time ago...

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AI art 'Mega Tokyo 2032 AD File 2.6: The Chang Case Part 7' with user description 'Case File 2.5: The Chang Case Part 7
Classified: For Official Use Only

A notification appears on the holographic interface, bathing the dark room in a red glow.
???: Sir, Amber has been destroyed.
Brian: Really? What a waste; I’m going to miss her perfect little asshole.
???: One of the Knight Sabers and the detective with the cybernetic arms defeated her.
Brian: How is that possible? Even if Amber wasn't the latest model, she should have had the upper hand.
???: She did, but the detective doesn't have ordinary cybernetic arms; she possesses an EMP that doesn't affect her own limbs.
Brian: They exploited her weakness. Clever—but how did they know?
???: She was contacted just before they used the EMP; I can't trace it. It’s an intelligence-grade encryption.
Brian: The old man won't like this. Ruby, compile a database and then come here.
Ruby: Done.

A slender young woman with an expressionless face looks up from the interface. She stands and slips off her black dress; she looks exactly like Amber, except for her red eyes and hair, and she shares the same diabolical laugh. Ruby moves toward Brian.

Brian: Ruby, you and Sapphire will take care of the Knight Sabers. Understood?
Ruby: Yes, Sir!

Brian looks down into two sapphire-green eyes while his cock is buried deep in her throat. She is bound with red ropes—not to restrain her, but simply as part of the act—as she lets Brian fuck her throat. Her gaze mirrors Ruby's. Brian slowly withdraws his cock from her throat and rubs it across her face. That same diabolical smile now plays across her features as well.

Sapphire: Yes, Sir! And the detective?
Brian: Ruby, contact the space station.
Ruby: Establishing the connection.
Brian: Crystal! I have a mission for you! Come back to Earth!
Ruby: Crystal is coming back to us?

A woman appears on the interface who looks exactly like the other two, yet she has silver hair and eyes that look even more dangerous. The grin on her face makes one's blood run cold.

Crystal: As you wish, sir!

That was close—too close. I rise from my crouch and stare at Amber’s burning remains. The pilot of the power suit does the same. I can hear the sirens of the reinforcements approaching and look in the direction they are coming from. When I turn back to the power suit, I realize it has vanished. Then it occurs to me that Linna must be here, too.

Hana: Linna, where are you?

She steps out from behind a dumpster.

Hana: Linna, are you hur...

I don't get any further; she rushes toward Irene. I grab her arm and hold her back, gently but firmly.

Hana: Linna, please don't—this is a crime scene now.
Linna: I have to help Irene...
Hana: I'm so sorry... There's nothing more that can be done for Irene...
Linna: No... She's... ali...ve...

I pull Linna into an embrace as the undeniable truth crashes down on her and she begins to weep uncontrollably. I only vaguely register the arrival of the reinforcements—the concerned faces of Leon, Delay, and even Captain Tanaka. After a friend named Sylia picks Linna up and assures me she’ll look after her, we begin securing the evidence. A few hours later, Captain Tanaka sends me home. I can't deny that the night's events have taken a heavy toll on me. On the way home, I try to reach Akiko; I need someone to talk to. But she’s working tonight... Dejected, I open my apartment door, wanting nothing more than to go to bed. The tension of the evening drains away, and I begin to cry. We who survived—we who tried everything to save Irene’s life—must now accept, with heavy hearts, that she is no longer among us. Some suffer because there was nothing they could do; others, because they weren't strong or fast enough. Genom will pay for this; those who do not value a human life will feel the full force of the law—even if it is the last thing I ever do. I feel so alone... Ryu... where... are you? I need you... so... much...

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 2.6: The Chang Case Part 7

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AI art 'Punk Takeover for @cef_ultra 4000 🎸🖤' with user description 'Congrats on 4000 followers @cef_ultra 🎉
You’ve built an awesome wild community, so here’s something loud, messy and very punk for the party 😈

Hope it brings the right energy to the celebration!

@octavian @peterco @warmicestudios @smut317 @gildenstein @casca_kirei-onna @heihund @bad77 @a_casual_prompter @parda @terror2 @hollenwulf @varcolac @zerogroupe21 @goobygubby @cro_bo @saltymajor778 @zesoul @azariel'

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Punk Takeover for @cef_ultra 4000 🎸🖤

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AI art 'CHAPTER 1: “This is my town”' with user description 'A sad trumpet playing in the background.
A slow piano joins in.
A silky-velvet female voice:

"This is my city: HornyTown. The place I was born and the place I intend to lay off my bones when this beautiful sack of skin has had enough.
This is a place where you are free to be yourself. No one judging, no one complaining.
A place where a man can come up to you and offer to stick his salami in your bun. No offense intended, either you take his load or he takes a hike. Nothing personal.
A place where work and play blend together. One cannot be so sure if you are getting paid for work or for fun.
Here your office job includes giving blow jobs or maybe giving blow jobs IS your day job, you pick your poison.

Here, working extra hours doesn’t necessarily mean you get paid more, you just get more pleasure. That’s all. No one cares, no one complains. Whether you are a boy or a girl, you don’t get paid extra for giving out your meat. It is what it is.

You can be on top riding a stiff-john one night and under a fat dick taking a spanking the next.

And that’s me: Detective Pearl Jennings from the A.S.S. Department. The Anti-Social Spanking Department. We call it A.S.S. for short.
We work the streets and we take care of the Johns and Janes that break the law. You obey the rules or you get your spanking.

You see, I love my city. HornyTown is a place to live a nice and comfortable life. And I work every day for my people making sure it stays that way.

(To be continued)'

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CHAPTER 1: “This is my town”

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AI art 'Strip poker part 1' with user description 'She's a shark at poker but it's inevitable to lose some clothes as the hands go by..'

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Strip poker part 1

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AI art 'Patriot Heat🔥' with user description 'American Girls with a little extra madness.

Cowgirls, diner girls, beach patrol, desert babes and one red eyed patriotic queen watching everything from above like she owns the skyline.

This is not exactly subtle.
But subtle was never the plan. 😏

@peterco @octavian @warmicestudios @smut317 @gildenstein @casca_kirei-onna @heihund @bad77 @a_casual_prompter @parda @terror2 @hollenwulf @varcolac @zerogroupe21 @goobygubby @cro_bo @saltymajor778 @zesoul @azariel @ririfake'

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Patriot Heat🔥

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AI art "Ankha's Class on Prompting - Lesson 2 (ft. Tara)"

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Ankha's Class on Prompting - Lesson 2 (ft. Tara)

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AI art 'Wake the Fuck Up, Samurai Girl, We’ve Got Noise to Make 🎸🔥' with user description 'OC Alert! (Kinda!)

Jade Silverwire is here! 😎🎸

Chrome arm, messy blonde hair, sunglasses, dog tags and the kind of look that tells you she already knows exactly how this night ends.

She is not here to be saved.
She is not here to behave.
She is here to make noise, break rules and look way too good while doing it.

A cyberpunk rocker OC with leather, attitude and enough bad influence to make the city glow red.

This was inspired by an absolute legend. Hope @gildenstein doesn’t mind me borrowing a little from his domain ❤️

@peterco @octavian @warmicestudios @smut317 @casca_kirei-onna @heihund @bad77 @a_casual_prompter @parda @terror2 @hollenwulf @varcolac @zerogroupe21 @goobygubby @cro_bo @saltymajor778 @zesoul @azariel @ririfake @poly7 @narillia'

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Wake the Fuck Up, Samurai Girl, We’ve Got Noise to Make 🎸🔥

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AI art '“I’LL DO ANYTHING!”' with user description 'This post is a direct continuation of “MY FIRST SMOKE” ---- > https://betterwaifu.com/post/spzksfq

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Barry has entered home just to find a very sensitive and fragile Pearl. She has kneeled before him deeply ashamed and asking for forgiveness catching Barry completely off guard. She has told him how much she regrets smoking if that ever bothered him.
- “I’ll do anything you ask me. I’ll quit immediately if this is your desire”

Barry, finding hard to believe his eyes is at a lack of words.
- “Baby, why are you…?
- “Please forgive me if my smoking or drinking bothered you! Understand I’ve been on my own ever since I can remember and I don’t know how to live with someone else by my side! I’ve never had to ask anybody for anything and…”
- “Pearl, baby, wait!! Why are you saying all this?” Barry takes his hand to caress her and comfort her. She feels his touch and immediately goes to kiss his fingers.
- “I’ll do anything you ask me to. I don’t care, I’ll be a good girl from now on. All you have to do is ask and I’ll do it”
- “Pearl, darling…” She keeps sucking his finger. He pulls his hand out and gently caresses her cheek. - “Baby, what is going on?? Why are you acting so strange??” Pearl’s eyes start to water.
- “I have this… fear… inside, that I’m about to loose you. I’ve been having these... dreams and - I’m scared because I don’t - know how to be a - a - I grew up alone in the gutter and you are such a nice and well educated guy and I’m scared you’ll see me for what I truly am and you’ll dump me and leave me…”
- “Is that what’s bothering you??? Pearl, baby I’m not going anywhere!! I’m here!! I love you, I’m not gonna…”
- “It’s embarrassing to me now to even think of all those times I kissed you with my whisky breath”
- “I LOVE YOUR WHISKEY BREATH!! Are you kidding me?? Please don’t. . . Baby, please get up. I don’t like seeing you like…”
- “Oh Barry I love you so much!!” Pearl launches her arms around Barry’s waist and hugs him. “I don’t want to do anything that will drive you away from me!!” Barry has never seen her before like this.
- “Pearl, you are a wonderful girlfriend!! You are more than I could ever dream of!! You are PERFECT TO ME! You hear me?? YOU ARE PERFECT!! I wouldn’t want you to change ANY-THING for me. I love you just the way you are!”
- “I’ll be a good girl from now on, I won’t drink and I won’t smoke”
- “No, no, no!! You are perfect the way you are!! Come here! Come here!”

Barry hugs her tight. Pearl keeps sobbing in his chest.
- “I love your whiskey kisses!”
- “You do?”
- “I do, I really do! I know how stressful your job is and I know that helps you to get the edge off. I understand everything that you go through everyday and I can understand the need of a stiff drink after work. There is nothing to be ashamed of”
- “It’s just that you don’t smoke and -- I know you have never said anything about it, you have never complained but I don’t want you to leave me be because of it”
- “Oh, Pearl, it would take a thousand armies to pull me an inch away from you!! I have loved you from the very first moment I saw you. To have you taken me into your life is beyond what I EVER dreamed of. It is I who should be kneeling”
- “Oh, Barry, I AM THE LUCKY ONE!!! To have an honest, decent man like you taking in a girl like me, a girl born in a brothel”
- “I would be a really stupid ass if I ever let you go! Oh, and to prove how much I care . . . here . . . take a look at what I got you for dinner. . . I got your favorite spring rolls from Nom Wah. Knowing you I’m sure you haven’t eaten anything. You must be starving!”
- “Yes, I guess I am kinda hungry”
- “I know you and you often forget to eat” She laughs.
- “Yes, I tend to forget things like that” Smiles.
- “I brought you double because I know how much you like them. Come to the kitchen, quick! They are still warm!”
- Pearl looks at Barry with loving eyes and says: “Thank you, you make me feel special”

They have a pleasant meal talking and enjoying the food. Having spoken her mind and now eating and laughing, Pearl forgets the dreams and nightmares that have been haunting her lately. Knowing how much Barry really cares for her starts bringing a light sense of relief. Time flies by and they have finished their dinner.
- “Oh, shoot!! I forgot to bring dessert!” Says Barry.
- “Don’t worry babe, let ME be your dessert for tonight” She gets closer and starts unbuttoning his shirt.

⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️'

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“I’LL DO ANYTHING!”

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AI art 'Mika's question' with user description '“Let’s get this out of the way early…Yes, I wear a wig, and no, you can’t see my real hair.

Ugh… everything around here fucking sucks. This place. These people. This whole meaningless existence. It’s all so pointless.”

The only things that actually make me feel anything are music and sex. That’s it. Riding a sick groove or riding a cock — those are the only two things that cut through the numbness. Everything else is just noise.”

If you’re not here to fuck me senseless or play something that actually slaps… then begone. I don’t have time for losers who can’t give me anything else.

So… which one did you come here to give me?”

@warmicestudios @peterco @gildenstein @cef_ultra @reptorn @terror2 @barry915 @casca_kirei-onna @smut317 @parda, @bad77 @kendarfulgrim @murcie, @a_casual_prompter, @zesoul, @ririfake, @zerogroupe21 @dreamerofdreams, @artfx85 @cro_bo'

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Mika's question

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AI art 'Noir City - The Black Book' with user description 'I was so surprised when I read your letter... All the feelings from the past flooded back.

How many years had it been... I thought you'd forgotten about me. But in your letter, you still spoke to me with affection, just like in the past. I could almost smell your perfume in the letter. You told me that someone had tried to assassinate you.

My heart skipped a beat. You kept saying that you thought it was because of a book, an old book, that you'd acquired at an auction, hoping it would increase in value. In the end, you asked me to come to your nightclub. You asked me "for old times' sake." I poured myself a whiskey and read your letter at least five times.

Finally, I decided to accept your invitation that very night. And I did. I was so excited inside that I barely felt the chill of the early morning. A quick subway took me to your street, and soon I saw the bright red entrance of your club.

As I approached, your security guard, without me having to say a word, led me through another door, a back door, armored. I went in, my heart pounding, and after a couple of hallways and a beautiful oak door, there you were.

You were wearing your favorite red stilettos. And a red dress that seemed tailor-made for your beautiful figure.

You seemed sad, smoking, staring into space... until you saw me. Then you regained your confident smile, the one I longed for for so long. You tried to make me believe you were relaxed, but you were nervous. I can sense these things; I'm a detective, it's my job. I decided to force a smile and sit down without kissing your cheeks or hugging you as I longed to.

I thought I detected a hint of sadness in your eyes when you saw the distance between us. But you understood; you always understood everything the first time. It was a distance to protect us from each other. And you restored your confident smile. You told me about the book, how you got it, what your plans were, and much more.

I asked you to be extra vigilant and give me the book so I could investigate it. I would do it. I would find out who would kill for it.

I carefully hid it in my trench coat and prepared to leave. Almost at the exit, I heard you get up hurriedly and felt you hug me tightly from behind. You abandoned your confident tone and whispered, "Alice... take good care of yourself... please..." Trying to hide my joy and my love for you, I whispered back, "Don't worry...".

I went back to my office and racked my brains researching that book. I read it from cover to cover; it was like drawings and strange words, a fabulous jumble of gibberish.

I noticed that as I read, my mind... began to understand things I never thought I could understand. To think things I shouldn't be thinking. The atmosphere changed, fluctuated. What had happened to me? I even thought you had drugged the book with some kind of substance to try to reach me...

Then, I felt the tentacles. I knew it as soon as I felt them tighten around my body. It was one thing to buy the book and have it on display, another to flip through the pages without a care. I'm sure you did that. But I "wanted" to absorb its information. And that changed everything.

My mind was working at 200% while my body couldn't move. The tentacles, the physical power of the book, pulled my breasts out. They positioned themselves between my clothes, violating my body and mind. I soon lost track of time. Was it day? Was it night? Pleasure overwhelmed me. The tentacles had already stripped me bare, body and mind, penetrated me.

I began to have orgasms. Multiple orgasms. They grew in intensity. A normal orgasm paled in comparison to this overwhelming sensation that my mind would explode from pleasure. On the floor, I could only drool and melt with pleasure. My last conscious thought was of you. Thank goodness it wasn't her the book caught.

When I thought I would die, I saw you!

You were there among the tentacles! They were trapping you too, tearing you apart with pleasure, but somehow, you managed to reach me. You spoke to me, but I couldn't hear you. You shook me. Very hard. You slapped me, crying.

Suddenly, I woke up. You were beside me, in bed, crying, relieved to see me awake.

"I came to see why you weren't coming back... I didn't know what was wrong with you, you were just trembling and crying, I didn't know how to wake you up..."

I whispered, "thank you..." When I woke up again, an hour had passed. You just looked at me and said one sentence: "Burn it. It has to be you, and it has to be now."

I nodded. We got up naked, and although it was difficult, I set it on fire. We watched it burn. When the lights went out, we were left in darkness. You hugged me, and I felt that it had all been worth it.

"If you hadn't come and saved my life. The police would have found a body. And they would have found a body. And they would have said an aneurysm, or a heart attack, but the reality would have been much more horrific..." You silenced me with a finger and hugged me even tighter...'

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Noir City - The Black Book

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AI art "Momo taking on the family business"

Momo taking on the family business

AI art 'My 3 days off.' with user description 'A soft piano playing in the background. A lonely woman expressing herself in the intimacy of her apartment. Behind a locked door she writes in her journal:

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Monday, April 5th, 2049

“Guys at the station asked me what I did during the last 3 days. I couldn’t tell them the truth. I just told them <I read and watched television> But in reality I couldn’t stop thinking about it and… touching myself. I came in the past 3 days what I haven’t cum in the last 3 years! I guess all the frustration of so many years with no sex finally came out”

“Some of those things happened in real life, some happened only in my dreams. But regardless, I would wake up tired with my sheets extremely wet”

-P.J.-

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My 3 days off.

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AI art "My OC finally found me!"

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My OC finally found me!

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AI art "Unused Alyssa Images"

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Unused Alyssa Images

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AI art '“MY FIRST SMOKE”' with user description 'Suggested soundtrack —> https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OqiHVct5MYE&t=238s

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TALKING TO THE CAMERA:
- “Had my first smoke when I was 14. Been smoking ever since. Never really knew my father. My mother? Hardest working woman I’ve ever known, but that’s a story for another time. All I can tell you is that I’ve spent most of my life on my own. Never had a problem with smoking or my love for whiskey. Never had to answer to nobody about my personal choices. Until now.”
- “Being in a relationship with Barry has changed my life completely. Now I go to bed and wake up with someone that I love by my side. At first it took a lot of getting used to, but I want to keep it that way”
- “He has never said anything about my smoking or drinking. Not a word. But lately… I’ve been having this recurrent dream where I sneak out in the middle of the night to get some smokes. They shut the lights down and close the store but I don’t want to leave. Barry appears looking for me but I hide, in my dream I don’t want him to know I’m smoking even though he has never said anything to me about it. He yells and yells my name, he gets really furious!”

Pearl takes one last puff and flicks away her unfinished cigarette.
- “I’ll quit smoking if he asks me. I love Barry and I’ll do anything to keep him by my side. He’ll be home any minute now. I have to be a big girl and ask him”

Pearl hears the apartment door opening. She looks in the direction of the main entrance and starts walking to face the music.
- “Honey, I’m home!” Barry yells from a distance. Pearl crosses the living room to meet him.
- “Hey, baby” Pearl says in her softest tone. She gets close and tip toes for a kiss. Barry sees her face and knows something’s going on.
- “Barry, we need to talk. . .” Barry feels his blood falling down to the ground. (‘Shit! She said Barry not Baby, she is gonna break up with me’) He thinks. Quickly removes his glasses and Pearl takes his hand.
- “Barry, you know I love you”
- (‘Fuck, here it comes!’) Barry braces for impact.

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“MY FIRST SMOKE”

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