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AI art "Yor Briar"
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Yor Briar

seikan1988
AI art '⭕ Ring' with user description 'Once, there was a horror movie, Ring, remake of Japanese horror...'
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⭕ Ring

peterco
6
AI art 'Choose Your Own Adventure: Lady of the Woods 3C' with user description '<This post continues from part 2B “Help the fairy” decision > Your empathy gets the better of you and you rush to the aid of the entangled fairy. Up close, she looks even frailer. Weak and soft, no muscle to speak of. The vines however seem thick and full of life. She wouldn’t stand a chance without your help. It takes some effort, but you manage to untangle her legs. The vines are slick and hard to grab, which makes you wonder how they manage to cling so tightly to the fairy’s body. But there’s no time to wonder as it takes constant effort to keep the vines from re-wrapping themselves around her. You pull the fairy to her legs and help her stand. Her cries for help have stopped. She seems to be in shock, unresponsive and wide-eyed. You try to reassure her that you will free her. She nods weakly and you resume your efforts. But the vines that entangle her torso are wrapped even more tightly. They squeeze her chest with such force that you wonder how she can breathe. It’s a miracle she could cry for help at all. You pull her closer to try and free her hands. “Help me!” She exclaims weakly, the same as she had before. You try to reassure her again, but she just repeats her cry for help. Repeats it a little too closely. The fairy is close to you now. Close enough that you could kiss her. Her eyes stare back up into yours. There was light in them, but it was… wrong, somehow. Then the light in her eyes shifted, like water sloshing in a tube. Her head tilted limply, her eyes taking on the likeness of dull empty glass vessels. Her mouth formed into a smile, almost, but it wasn’t a real smile. It was simply her face loosing its animating force and the skin going slack. Your shock fades quickly and you try to turn and leave only to find your legs hopelessly entangled in the vines. You try to pull them off, but they are much, much stronger now. They are no longer slick, but they cling to your clothing like glue. The vines climb your body eagerly, not strangling you, but holding you perfectly still, bound up like a straight jacket. You can only watch as plants emerge from the fairy’s lifeless body. Flowers poking through her mouth and her eye socket like they are watching you closely. The vines lift her off the ground as a vicious yellow slime begins to drip from her mouth. It smells like honey, but the vapors singe your nostrils and your throat like acid. The vines do not relent. They squeeze and twist the fairy’s body like juicing a fruit. More and more of the honey like acid pools near your feet and it writhes with life. You realize, now far too late, that the slime is the real creature and you have fallen prey to its hunting tactic. “I warned you, didn’t l?” The lady’s voice said from behind you. It takes all your effort to twist far enough around to look at her. Her voice had filled you with sudden hope. Was she here to save you? It took only a single look at the expression on her face to know the answer. The lady looked back at you with disappointment. No, something more than that. Her eyes seemed to glow in the dark and her frown was so deep and stern that it seemed to cut through to your soul. “You got my hopes up, really. I told you that you were wise for not trusting appearances. I told you that these Woods were hungry. And yet you walk into a trap regardless .” You try to ask for help, but if anything her expression somehow worsens. “I will not deprive the Woods of its food. We understand each other, the Woods and I. We have an accord. You could have been a part of that. But it seems you are fit only to join the Woods in a more primal way.” You try to plea, to argue your case. But she doesn’t speak another word. Nor does she leave you. For better or worse, she stays by your side watching until the vines strangle you and the slime melts your down to your bones. < Ending B - Part of the Food Chain >'
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Choose Your Own Adventure: Lady of the Woods 3C

usagi77
1
AI art '👻 She Dwells in Black Water' with user description 'Because you love my erotic horror stories, right? 😏 @zuzul @cef_ultra @octavian @warmicestudios @parda @bad77 @terror2 @barry915 @blackhairedstudent @zesoul @kendarfulgrim @onlyyouprod @smut317 , RIGHT??? 😏 I shouldn’t have gone into the swamp that night... She emerged slowly, water dripping down her shiny body. She rose from the black water like living oil — sleek, glistening, and completely naked. Her long wet hair clung to her body as those glowing white eyes fixed on me. Without a word, she glided closer, pressing her cold, slippery breasts against my shivering chest. Her hands explored me hungrily. Wet lips brushed my neck. Her smooth thighs wrapped around my waist, pulling me deeper into the darkness. Her hands roamed over me hungrily. I felt her hard nipples sliding across my shirt, her slick body grinding against mine as the water rose around us. For a moment, I was certain she would drag me down forever. And, maybe, I wanted her to lead me into the black waters. I couldn't resist. I didn't. I gave her my hand... Then she suddenly stopped... She floated before me, her dark glossy breasts rising and falling. A slow, mischievous smile curved her lips, almost tender, almost regretful. She leaned in, pressing a cold, wet kiss against my mouth… and then gently released me. Without another sound, she turned and swam away, her perfect glistening butt disappearing beneath the dark surface into the depths. I stood there alone, chest heaving, heart pounding, body still burning with unfulfilled desire and fear. She could have taken me. She had chosen to let me live.'
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👻 She Dwells in Black Water

peterco
14
AI art '⭕ Ring : Catghost version' with user description 'Actually, I made a 5 s video clip - yep, it is possible, octs 40 credits, but here is the kicker - videos cannot be posted, yet, crap. Because it looks awesome! 🐱'
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⭕ Ring : Catghost version

peterco
🎬 Video test no. 1

🎬 Video test no. 1

peterco
1
AI art
5

Senza titolo

azariel
3
AI art '👻 She Dwells in Black Water : Revisited' with user description 'When I was doing images for the set "She Dwells in Black Water", sometimes the model generated pics from a very similar prompt, but from the same seed, with this ominous sickly, burning orange-red, dying ember of a sunset (or sunrise) bleeding across the horizon. This warm, molten tones of deep amber, fiery crimson, and hazy gold made the whole scene look gloomy and mysterious. Back then I decided for that dark greenish grey tone though. @cef_ultra @octavian @warmicestudios @parda @cro_bo @bad77 @terror2 @barry915 @zesoul @onlyyouprod @candylover @gildenstein @reptorn @artfx85 @varcolac @doggomage @zerogroupe21 @goobygubby @ririfake @hollenwulf'
8

👻 She Dwells in Black Water : Revisited

peterco
25
AI art '🎨 She Waits in the Canvas' with user description 'What about this, @zuzul @cef_ultra @octavian @warmicestudios @parda @bad77 @terror2 @zesoul ? Not cute kittens this time, right? 👻 What do you think, guys? How good is Amanatsu model in creating scene that radiates a heavy, oppressive, yet erotic horror atmosphere? In a dimly lit room, a large painting rests on an old wooden easel. The canvas depicts a terrifying yet seductive ghostly female figure standing in dark, rippling water. She is completely drenched in shadow, her long, wet black hair cascading heavily over her face and upper body, completely obscuring her features. Her pale, naked silhouette is visible through the darkness — bent forward in a haunting, almost inviting posture. Black, tar-like liquid drips slowly from her hair and body, blending into the water around her feet. The background of the painting shows a desolate, twilight landscape with bare trees and distant flickering lights... A painter's hand reaches cautiously toward the painting from the foreground, as if he is tempted to touch the cursed artwork… or as if the figure inside is reaching back. Evolution of the idea, from last picture to the first.'
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🎨 She Waits in the Canvas

peterco
8
AI art '🧟 CATastrophic Zombie Apocalypse' with user description 'Catgirls, even if they are zombies, are still cute and adorable... but be careful, these zombies don't eat brains, but something we actually use 😺'
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🧟 CATastrophic Zombie Apocalypse

peterco
3
AI art 'Play Time'
4

Play Time

azariel
1
AI art "Sadako Yamamura: Private Tape"
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Sadako Yamamura: Private Tape

thoughtzi
3

Crashlanded: Part 1

hollenwulf
4
AI art 'Girlfriend's Long Overtime' with user description 'Your girlfriend let you know last night that she will be having overtime until morning to rush a project. **She was unsatisfied with you the other night so she had an idea to sate her desire** She comes home looking tired but satisfied. She must be working hard to get the project done in time.'
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Girlfriend's Long Overtime

chiharu
1
AI art "Sadako’s Lust"
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Sadako’s Lust

zero1220
1
AI art 'adventures in the forest'
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adventures in the forest

inadequatedr
3
AI art '👻 She Came Through the Wall' with user description 'Is this ghost scary enough, @zuzul @cef_ultra @octavian @warmicestudios @parda @bad77 @terror2 @kendarfulgrim @onlyyouprod @barry915 ? 😏 Late at night, the room was cold and silent. From the cracked wall she emerged — a pale, dripping figure of shadow and wet skin. She crawled out slowly, black hair clinging to her body like ink. On all fours she moved across the floor, silent and unnatural, until she rose to her feet and walked toward me. Her hand reached out. I didn’t run. I couldn’t. Something pulled me toward the bed. She followed. She got me there, climbed over me, cold and slick, pressing her naked body against mine. Then, gently, she slid beside me, curling into my side like she had always belonged there. Her breathing slowed, and she fell asleep. As the long night passed, the heavy gloom began to fade. The darkness dissolved into soft warmth. Color slowly returned to her skin. The terrifying specter gradually became… a girl. With the first gentle rays of morning light, her pale eyes slowly opened. For a moment she simply looked at me. Then, a small, mischievous grin curved her lips — playful, slightly wicked, and strangely alive. She was still not fully human. But she was no longer a ghost. And she had chosen to stay... ... But, am I safe?'
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👻 She Came Through the Wall

peterco
20
AI art 'Viking pt3' for prompt: '1girl, Viking, fit, pale, (fur_shoulder_pelt), asymmetric shaved head, gold braided long hair, snow forest, deserted battlefield, beautiful eyes, nude, looking_at_viewer, playful, warpaint, exposed nipples, super_close_up, jewelry, belt, smallish perky breasts, wild, untamed, animalistic_pose, sexy, excited.'
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Viking pt3

norsedemonlord
AI art

Senza titolo

timelordbarny
1
AI art 'Wendigo Girl Is Hungry' with user description 'Wendigo Girl isnt real, she can't hurt you. (I might have a new favorite monster girl.)'
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Wendigo Girl Is Hungry

usagi77