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AI art 'Momo Hot Spring Reimagined' with user description 'The steam rose thick and heavy around the outdoor hot spring, just like in those old mountain inns from the stories. Lanterns flickered softly, reflecting on the dark water. I sank deeper into the heat with a sigh, my bare skin prickling from the temperature. My name is Momo Ayase, 1* years old, a medium who kicks spirit ass for a living. I'd snuck in here after a long day to unwind. *This better be worth it. No ghosts, no idiots interrupting.* Then the splashing started. Footsteps. A lot of them. At least fifteen old ugly men shuffled into the women's side of the spring—wrinkled faces, sagging bellies, crooked teeth, leering eyes. No towels, no shame. They surrounded me in the water, closing the circle fast. "Oi! What the hell do you fossils think you're doing?! This is the women's bath, you pervy old bastards! Get out before I make you regret it!" I yelled, voice loud and sharp, standing up straight even as the water made my head feel fuzzy. I glared right at the leader, a fat balding one with a nasty scar. *These ugly creeps don't scare me. I'm tough. I'll handle this like always.* They laughed. The leader lunged first, grabbing my wrist with surprising strength. "Pretty medium girl all alone. Perfect for us." Another grabbed my shoulder from behind, pushing me back into deeper water. I swung my free arm, elbowing one in the chest. "Bastards! Let go! You think you can touch me?!" But there were too many. Hands everywhere—rough, calloused, groping my arms, waist, thighs. They dragged me to the center. The heat was messing with me, making my limbs heavy, my thoughts slower. *Damn it... just like that time with the spirits. Stay focused, Momo. Fight back.* They got what they wanted. Three of them forced in at once. The leader shoved his thick cock deep into my pussy, stretching me wide. Another ugly old man pushed into my ass from behind, the pressure intense. A third grabbed my hair and rammed into my mouth, filling my throat. Triple penetration—my body stuffed full as they started thrusting in rough, sloppy rhythm. The water splashed wildly around us. "Mmph— you disgusting perverts! I'll kill you for this— ngh!" I tried to growl around the cock in my mouth, eyes watering but glaring hard. I bit down warningly, kicking my legs. *This can't break me. I'm strong. I face worse every day. Don't let them see you weak.* But inside, it was cracking me apart. The overwhelming fullness hit every spot at once, sending brutal waves of pleasure through me. My walls clenched hard despite myself. *No... it feels too good. Their ugly cocks are ruining me. Why is my body like this?* The other twelve watched, stroking themselves, groping my tits, slapping my ass, pinching my nipples. They rotated fast—more hands forcing my legs wider, more cocks taking turns in the three holes. "Look at her acting brave," one cackled. I kept fighting on the surface, spitting curses when my mouth was free. "Is that all you got, you worthless wrinkly idiots?! I've beaten scarier ghosts than your limp dicks! Get off me!" My voice stayed defiant, brave face locked in, but my mind was shattering. Extreme pleasure ripped through me as the first orgasm hit hard—my pussy and ass spasming around two cocks while the third fucked my throat deeper. I came so violently my vision blurred, legs shaking underwater, but I forced it down, replacing moans with angry grunts. "Not... enjoying this... at all... you bastards!" *Fuck... another one's coming. It's too much. I'm breaking. The heat, their roughness—I'm cumming again and again. Hate how good it feels.* They didn't stop. The gangrape went on relentlessly in the steamy spring. Three at a time, always—pounding my holes, filling me with cum that leaked into the water. They used my hands and breasts too, covering me in their seed. I kept the tough act, headbutting one, yelling "Idiots!" and "Perverted old shits!" between gasps. But internally I was lost. Each orgasm broke me more. *I'm supposed to be unbreakable like that girl in the stories. Yet here I am... getting destroyed by fifteen ugly old men. The pleasure is extreme. My body wants more even as I fight.* It felt like forever—the constant thrusting, the rotations, the way they laughed while using me. My brave mask held, but my thoughts were pure chaos: *Don't submit. Stay strong. But god... it's so deep. So full. Cumming again—shit!* Finally, they pulled back, satisfied, chuckling as they waded out and left me slumped against the rocks. Body marked with bruises and handprints, leaking from every hole, panting heavily. I floated there alone, the steam still swirling peacefully. My chest heaved. *Those ugly old bastards* A secret exhausted smile tugged at my lips. My body still twitched with aftershocks, deep satisfaction settling in. It broke me inside... the pleasure was insane. I acted tough but fuck, I loved how they took me. Maybe they will come back tomorrow night so i can have my revenge'
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Momo Hot Spring Reimagined

blackhairedstudent
AI art "Serena"
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Serena

zerogroupe21
Morning workout

Morning workout

bian1981gt
AI art 'Ichika Pink Room'
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Ichika Pink Room

blackhairedstudent
AI art '😻 Procrastination, Friday' with user description 'When you're in the office and you should be working (or at least pretending to be), but all you can think about is catgirls, boobs, pussies, summer and the beach 🏖️'
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😻 Procrastination, Friday

peterco
AI art 'Dark Valentine's day...: Vesper' with user description '​"Forget the roses... give me thorns. 🕸️ ​Valentine's Day always feels a bit too loud for me. I’ve decided to celebrate in my own way—through the art of lace, the glow of a few candles, and a mood that’s as dark as my favorite lipstick. ​This is my tribute to the beauty found in the forgotten corners of the heart. Thank you for appreciating the elegance of the night. I hope you find someone who understands your silence as much as your words. ​With dark affection, Vesper. 🖤🖤"'
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Dark Valentine's day...: Vesper

cef_ultra
AI art 'Robin on the Beach'
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Robin on the Beach

blackhairedstudent
AI art "Nagatoro Slut ❤️"
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Nagatoro Slut ❤️

blackhairedstudent
AI art "[Request] Weekend Getaway with Michelle"
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[Request] Weekend Getaway with Michelle

dreamerofdreams
AI art "The Hunger: Consumption"
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The Hunger: Consumption

dreamerofdreams
AI art "My girl Hinata"
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My girl Hinata

kevinlor20
AI art 'Android 18 (Dragon Ball)'
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Android 18 (Dragon Ball)

pedro_kuro
AI art 'Mariana ❤️ Donut' with user description 'Parda said i could take my take on Mariana... so i went and did it'
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Mariana ❤️ Donut

blackhairedstudent
AI art 'D.va missionary'
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D.va missionary

mvtz
AI art 'Chapter 5: “Growing in the face of fear”' with user description '⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️ - “I have found the secret room. Guided by the vibration of my device I could sense as I was getting closer. Now I am face to face with two CatGirls. I know they are not real, Barry told me. I know they are just training dummies, but still I'm scared! Never have I've been in this situation before." One cat girl, the one by the computer, has taken her hoodie off only to reveal a White lace leotard. She lays down purring and waving at Detective Pearl who is petrified against the Wall. The other catgirl, the one with the darker hair, just stares. - "OH,MY!!! This thing is really working up my clit! Now I understand Barry’s words” FLASHBACK - BARRY: “We need to keep you grounded” - “<We need to keep you grounded> Of course, the mixture of FEAR in my head with pleasure in my genitals create a CONFUSING BUT GROUNDING feeling. Barry, you are a genius!!” The pink catgirl rolls around on the floor trying to catch Pearl's attention. Pearl's eyes are fully shut now. Pink Catgirl has gotten closer to Pearl and starts caressing Pearl's legs and stomach. Pearl quivers at all the sensations running up her body. The chilling fear of the unknown, the vibrating pearls working up her clit and the soft and gentle touch of the pink Catgirl are too much for Detective Pearl to take. - "Focus, Pearl!! You gotta focus!!" She keeps saying to herself. All of a sudden, the unthinkable happens: Pink catgirl takes her tongue out and drives it smoothly through Pearl's vagina. Pearl jumps out of excitement. - "AHHHHHHH!!!!" The whole room lights up brighter as she experiences such caress. “AAaaah-oooooooh!! I'm gonna loose my mind!!!” Pearl thinks. - “OK, THAT’S ENOUGH!” The commissioner's voice is heard through loud speakers. “Shut them down! This will be enough for the first test!” The Pink catgirl stops moving as soon as that command is given, as if being controlled via remote. Pearl looks down at her wet pussy and cannot believe what just happened. Another secret door on the opposite side of the room slides open. Several technicians enter the room through that door. Pearls body drops to the floor. A couple of man take the catgirls and store them back into their containers. A tech girl (Eve) approaches Detective Pearl who is now lying on the floor. - "Detective Jennings, Detective Jennings! Can you hear me??" Eve asks. - "Aaaaahhhhh…..." - "Detective Jennings!! Are you all right?!" (To be continued...) ⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️'
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Chapter 5: “Growing in the face of fear”

warmicestudios
AI art 'Night-time walk with Anara' with user description 'You invite Anara for a midnight walk on Valentine's Day. You give her a set of instructions to follow. She seems excited over the phone. But doing it makes her nervous. But as always, she enjoys it once she gets into it.'
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Night-time walk with Anara

zesoul
AI art "Fucking Final Fantasy"
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Fucking Final Fantasy

octavian
AI art 'Saber Summoned by a Fan' with user description 'I materialized in a dimly lit room bathed in rich velvet blue tones—curtains, carpet, even the ornate furniture seemed to pulse with an otherworldly softness. My armor felt heavy, my instincts sharp as always. Before me stood a young man, ordinary yet strangely magnetic, his eyes wide with awe rather than battle lust. "Saber... you're really here," he breathed. He called himself my Master, but proclaimed he was simply a fan. My gaze drifted to a shelf where a detailed action figure of me stood—silver armor gleaming, It was surreal, I touched it.. We spoke quietly at first. His voice was warm, respectful. He asked me to call him Casual Prompter, a nickname that made my lips twitch despite the confusion. I found him very attractive—his easy smile, the way his eyes lingered on me with genuine admiration rather than conquest. No war raged here; he explained I had been summoned by mistake, no Grail to claim. Uncertainty gnawed at me. As a Servant, my purpose was tied to a Master. What now? Honor demanded clarity. He offered the three Command Spells to free me, dissolving the contract if I wished. Freedom called to my knightly soul, yet something in his presence held me. I agreed. The first spell burned across his hand. "Strip down. I want to take some pictures." My cheeks flushed hot. *A knight of Camelot, reduced to this? Yet... his gaze is not cruel. It stirs something warm, forbidden.* Timidly, I unfastened my armor, letting it dissolve into golden motes. My pale skin prickled under his stare, breasts exposed, the curve of my hips and toned legs bare. I covered myself instinctively with one arm, posing awkwardly—back straight like a statue, head slightly bowed. The camera clicked softly. *This exposure... it's humiliating, yet his admiration makes my core tighten. Why does his desire feel like a new oath?* He praised my beauty. The second Command Spell activated. "Suck my cock." *Master's order... I must obey.* Shame flooded me as I knelt, my hands trembling while I freed him from his clothes. He was already hard, impressive. I leaned in, lips brushing the tip. *So intimate, so degrading for a king.* Extremely shy, I tried covering my face with my free hand, eyes squeezed shut as I took him into my mouth. My tongue moved hesitantly, sucking gently, cheeks hollowing. Salty warmth filled my senses. I bobbed slowly, gagging softly, my other hand shielding my burning cheeks. *Thoughts of duty war with this heat between my thighs. His groans... they please me more than they should.* He thrust gently, and soon he came, thick spurts filling my mouth. I swallowed reflexively, coughing, still hiding my face in embarrassment. Panting, he used the final Command Spell. "Let me fuck your ass and pussy." *Obedience is my path now.* I nodded, voice barely a whisper. He guided me to the velvet bed. First my pussy—he entered slowly, stretching me. I gasped, body arching shyly, legs trembling as I tried to hide my expressions behind my hands. *It burns... yet feels full, right. His hands on my waist ground me.* We talked in broken breaths. "Are you enjoying this, Saber?" His voice was tender. "An almost inaudible yes..." I murmured, face buried in the sheets. *Lies would dishonor me. The pleasure builds despite my knightly pride. This man, my accidental Master, awakens sensations I buried for centuries.* He took my ass next, slick with care. I whimpered, extremely shy, clenching around him as he moved. Pain mixed with sparks of ecstasy. *My body yields so easily. Is this freedom?* He switched between both, thrusting deeper, our bodies slick. When he finally came—first deep in my pussy, then pulling out to fill my anus—I shuddered through my own quiet climax, mind hazy. The contract dissolved with the last spell. I was free. No binding magic tied me. Yet as he caught his breath, surprise in his eyes, I chose to stay. *A naughty reason burns in my core: this submission, his gentle dominance, satisfies a hidden craving. In all my battles, I never felt so desired, so alive in vulnerability. I want more of this pleasure, this intimate conquest. Staying lets me explore it without war's shadow. Time passed in his velvet blue sanctuary. At first, I remained timid during our encounters—blowjobs with hands half-covering my flushed face, sex where I'd bite my lip to stifle moans. But gradually, I loosened. I'd kneel eagerly now, taking him deeper without hiding, eyes locked on his as I sucked with growing hunger. His pleasure is my new quest. During fucking, I'd whisper encouragements, riding him with knightly vigor, ass and pussy offered openly. Shyness melted into playful naughtiness—posing seductively for his pictures, begging softly for his cum. In his arms, motivations shifted. No Grail, no kingdom. Just this man, Casual Prompter, who saw me as both legend and woman. My thoughts, once rigid with duty, now danced with desire. I stayed because true freedom tasted like his cock, addictive and mine to claim'
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Saber Summoned by a Fan

blackhairedstudent
AI art 'Annie GangBang' with user description 'I was hosting a massive gangbang party to celebrate Nagatoro's return. Thirty friends arrived, each dosed with powerful stimulants to keep them hard and fucking for at least twelve straight hours. The energy in the house was electric, everyone ready to destroy whatever holes were offered. Then the doorbell rang. Standing at the door were Bad and Annie, husband and wife. They explained they had convinced Nagatoro to extend her vacation a few more days and came in her place. Bad told me Annie had heard endless stories about the wild parties in my basement and was dying to take Nagatoro's spot. I accepted immediately. Annie was a delicious woman, curvy and eager. Bad added one condition: Black @terror2 told me you keep some girls in your basement and that he wanted access them. I agreed right away. Some had escaped earlier, so only Tsunade, Power, and Revy remained. He accepted and asked for some stimulant, wanting an infinite erection to enjoy them fully. He left Annie with us. She looked stunning in a tight red dress that hugged her body, full makeup enhancing her seductive eyes and lips. "Go ahead and use me hard," Annie said with a wicked smile. "I can take it." That red dress wouldn't stay on long. We placed a metal chain around her neck like a leash and led her to the main room. The thirty men surrounded her instantly, eyes hungry. --- From Annie's point of view: The chain tugged gently as the first cock pushed into my mouth. I was on my knees in the center of the room, red dress already ripped down to my waist, exposing my heavy breasts. Hands were everywhere. One man thrust deep into my throat while two others sucked hard on my nipples. A third lifted my dress and slammed into my pussy from behind without warning. I moaned around the thick shaft filling my mouth, drool already dripping down my chin. They penetrated every hole relentlessly. A second cock forced its way into my pussy alongside the first, stretching me wide in a brutal double penetration. Another man pushed into my ass, making me airtight. Three cocks moved in rhythm inside me while more waited their turn, stroking themselves. The stimulants worked perfectly. Every time one came, he was rock hard again in under three minutes, ready for more. I was passed from man to man like a toy. They fucked me on the couch, bent over the table, pinned against the wall. Cum splashed across my face in thick ropes, coating my makeup. Others shot deep into my pussy and ass, filling me until it leaked down my thighs. Some preferred my feet, covering my soles with warm loads while they made me stroke them. Strange ones licked my cum-covered feet clean, tongues sliding between my toes. Others buried their faces in my ass, licking my stretched hole after it had been fucked raw. Hours blurred together. I lost count of how many loads I took. My red dress was completely gone now, torn to shreds on the floor. I was on all fours, a cock pounding my throat while two others alternated in my pussy and ass. My body shook with constant orgasms. They flipped me onto my back, legs spread wide as a line of men took turns dumping their cum inside me. Some pulled out and painted my tits, my stomach, even my hair. The chain stayed around my neck, used to pull me from one group to another. I was completely fucked in every possible way: double vaginal, double anal, triple penetration with a fourth cock in my mouth. They choked me lightly with the chain while they came, intensifying every sensation. My holes were sore but greedy, clenching around each new invasion. After what felt like endless hours of being used, I knelt in the middle of the circle again. My voice was hoarse but determined. "I'm going to serve all of you with my throat now. Finish in my mouth so your cum goes straight to my stomach, or paint my face. I want every last drop." They lined up. I took them one by one, sucking hard, swirling my tongue, deepthroating until my nose pressed against their bodies. Load after load flooded my mouth. Many chose my throat, forcing me to swallow everything. Others pulled out at the last second, exploding across my face, adding thick layers to the mess already there. Cum dripped from my eyelashes, ran down my cheeks, and hung from my chin in heavy strands. By the end of the day, my face was completely covered in a glossy mask of semen. It was in my hair, on my breasts, leaking from every hole. My body ached beautifully from the marathon fucking. I felt extremely satisfied and happy to have experienced the famous black gangbang party. I smiled through the cum, knowing I would remember every second'
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Annie GangBang

blackhairedstudent
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Welcome to the Jungle

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