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AI art 'Nagatoro Pink Room'
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Nagatoro Pink Room

blackhairedstudent
AI art "Shampoo's gift"

Shampoo's gift

zuzul
AI art 'Ruka ❤️'
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Ruka ❤️

blackhairedstudent
AI art 'Ankha & Tara as inspired by YOU TOO!' with user description 'About 3 weeks ago, Octavian made a post honoring 10 of the most creative minds on BetterWaifu. I was very honored to be included in that list and after I made a post to honor them back, I decided to share the love even further and feature 10* more creators who inspire me on BetterWaifu. I went through everybody's accounts and picked out my personal favorites to pay tribute to. I adhered to the 3 golden rules originally set by Octavian: 1) If there was a remix, I remixed it. 2) If there was no prompt, I made my own interpretation. 3) NO REFERENCE SHOT. Last time I only picked out 1 image per creator. This time I wanted to include as much material as possible, so now it's 3 different posts per person! 🤯 I randomized the order, so it's not from best to worst or anything like that. If you see anything you like, please check out the original creator's account and give them a follow! #1 - 3: @thoughtzi - A Small Show of Gratitude - Eye Candy - A Wild Waifusaurus I really enjoy your posts about the internationally celebrated days of [insert thing to celebrate]. I love how random they can get! International Tiara Day? World Thick Shake Day!? Who even decides these things!? 😂 #4 - 6: @shoon1234 - outdoor showering (shower show) - naked library - no locker room The world you create inside your posts always makes me laugh! It's very funny to think about how these 'What if...?' scenarios would turn out in the real world! #7 - 9: @smut317 - Warmicestudios Congrats on Getting 2K Followers - Introducing Annie - 100 Followers Anything involving your OC Ouka always gets my complete attention! She gives off such a nice and sweet vibe, but she also isn't afraid of using her body to get what she wants! 😍 #10 - 12: @usagi77 - When the love potion works a little too well… - Level Grinding - Fruit Girls Your recent series in which we got to date all your OC's was phenomenal and criminally underviewed! Of course I also enjoyed your previous posts but I think these dates were all pulled off tremendously! ❤️❤️❤️ #13 - 15: @gildenstein - Cyberpunk Hana Backstory Part 5 - Just calling a good friend - Neon light Hana You've allowed me the honor of working with some of your OC's before and I'm truly grateful to you! I'm generally not really a big fan of cyberpunk, but your 'Mega Tokyo 2032 AD' series actually got me interested in a cyberpunk story for once. If that's not a sign of greatness, I don't know what is! #16 - 18: @grumshanks_bigman - Untitled - Untitled - Untitled I think I'm allowed to call myself the No.1 Ankha appreciater on BetterWaifu, but you are definitely the biggest Shantae fan on this platform! You upload images of her almost daily and I think they are all very high quality! Recently you've started creating videos as well and I don't think there's a single bad one in there! I do think it's unfortunate you don't name your posts though. Maybe you could name them like like: 'Shantae fellatio (1)' and 'Shantae & Rottytops tentacle fucked (4)'. They don't all have to be original names. Just a way for viewers (like me) to tell them apart. 😉 #19 - 21: @deathmask123 - Furries - Love is War- War over - Drowzee Hunting- *series in general* For the longest time I had been trying to recreate the style in your posts without any luck. I was so jealous of how your 'dark rooms' looked like, well... actually dark rooms! 😂 That is, until I finally found the secret sauce when putting this post together! I love all your 'Drowzee Hunting' posts! They can be very hot, creepy and funny at the same time! #22 - 24: @eric_pulgar - cant hold anymore! (1) - selfie! - beach day (4) I don't think you've shared your OC's names yet, but I love all the little scenes you put the two pink haired girls in! It's all very vanilla, but you prove that this doesn't have to mean that it's boring! #25 - 27: @doggomage - Miki The Punk - Miki Strikes Again - Mind Controlled Girl Miki's posts are some of my favorites on the entirety of BetterWaifu! I just had to dedicate more than one of the images to her story! I also wanted to pay honor to Hana, but neither Ankha's nor Tara's bodies were a good representation of her, eh... completeness? 😅 #28 - 30: @ririfake - Untitled - Untitled - Hidden sex? Wow! Just wow! So many wonderful pieces to choose from! Your posts always immediately stand out from the rest because of their colorful and artistic nature! You've introduced me to so many girls inspired by animals and monsters I didn't even know existed! While you title some of your posts, most of them are still untitled unfortunately. Like I mentioned before, a title helps a lot in differentiating your posts from one another. They don't all have to be completely different names. Just number them if you don't want to think up a lot of different titles for your monster girls! *My stupid monkey brain screwed up, because I actually planned to include 1 more creator in here. @happo's images will be in a separate post. I'm very sorry! 😖'
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Ankha & Tara as inspired by YOU TOO!

terror2
AI art "Trixxie 1/2"
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Trixxie 1/2

zuzul
AI art 'Frieren Cold Winter' with user description 'The snowstorm trapped me in their remote hut long before the hero's call ever reached me. I, Frieren, an elven mage wandering the northern lands, had sought only shelter from the blizzard. Two human brothers lived there—Garr and Lorn. Kind and respectful, they offered me warm broth without lingering glances. Shirtless always, their bodies sculpted by labor, they claimed their skin had adapted to the cold over years. "We don't feel it anymore," Garr said calmly. I found it curious but irrelevant. Days passed in white isolation. Boredom crept in for them. "Lady Frieren, any fun magic to pass the time?" Lorn asked politely one evening. I recalled Serie's garden that day—her naked form covered in cum, holes gaped by six men. She had told me, "When boredom strikes, I use this spell on myself. It makes everything vivid." She warned never to cast it on men. The reason slipped my ancient memory. I cast it on myself, then them. Pink light bloomed. Their cocks swelled instantly, doubling in thickness and length, monstrous and veined. Heat consumed me. Rational thought vanished. "I need those fat, huge cocks inside me right now," I said in my usual flat tone, cheeks flushed. "Don't make this elf beg." The magic overpowered their respect. Garr pinned me to the table, thrusting his enlarged dick deep into my tight pussy. I gasped softly. "Yes... stretch this ancient elf cunt with your massive human cock." Lorn pushed into my mouth, bulging my throat. I sucked hungrily, eyes calm yet glazed with need. What followed was relentless. They fucked me for hours in every way. Double vaginal, both gigantic shafts forcing my walls apart until I felt deliciously ruined. "Deeper, you big-dicked fools. Pound this slutty elf hole." Double anal came next, my ass stretched wide as they alternated and then filled me together. One in my mouth, one in my pussy, suspended between their strong bodies. Positions blurred—riding reverse, bent over the hearth, legs over shoulders. Cum flooded me endlessly, dripping from every gaped opening, yet their erections never softened. Five full days. The spell's curse showed: on men, it lasted without mercy. I meditated seven hours daily to recover mana, but they continued thrusting into my sleeping body, using my unconscious holes. In dreams, I still felt them. As the effect faded, pain bloomed—my uterus battered, pussy and ass utterly destroyed by their gigantic penises. I recast the spell on myself to chase more pleasure. "Keep fucking me... don't stop ruining your immortal whore." When the snow finally ceased, I limped away, body sore yet satisfied. That winter began a tradition. Every year I returned to their hut before my greater journey. They aged gradually, still vigorous enough to double-penetrate me senseless for days, my flat voice moaning slutty demands: "Fill this elf womb again with your huge cocks." I was careful with the spell after that first mistake. Time flowed. Humans withered faster than elves. One winter I found them frailer. Soon after, the hero party recruited me for the Demon King quest. I left the north, adventures consuming centuries in my long life. Decades later, after victory and farewells, I retraced my steps to that hut. It was destroyed—roof caved in by age and storms, walls crumbled. A single weathered tombstone read "Garr and Lorn – Kind Brothers." Beside it lay a skeleton, my old traveling blanket draped over its bones, as if one had waited until the end for the elf who visited each winter. I sat in the quiet snow, memories of those five-day blizzards washing over me—endless double anal, double vaginal, being gaped and filled while snow howled. "You big-cocked fools" I whispered flatly. A tear froze on my cheek. Elves endure. Humans do not. I placed a small flower on the grave and continued onward, the wind whispering faint echoes of pleasure and loss.'
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Frieren Cold Winter

blackhairedstudent
AI art "Yor, Spy and Spicy"
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Yor, Spy and Spicy

zuzul
AI art "Mei's gift 🧧"
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Mei's gift 🧧

zuzul
AI art "Hot Wife Sex Pt.1"
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Hot Wife Sex Pt.1

darkmorcel
AI art "Frieren's new enlargement spell"
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Frieren's new enlargement spell

zuzul
AI art "Better than Link's sword"
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Better than Link's sword

zuzul
AI art "The Captain's boss"
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The Captain's boss

octavian
AI art "fern"
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fern

steven1599
AI art "She was not expecting that much!! 😈"

She was not expecting that much!! 😈

bad77
AI art "Rem and Emilia"
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Rem and Emilia

zuzul
AI art 'Yor A night To Remember 2' with user description 'The room was subterranean, a concrete box that smelled of damp earth and cold iron. Yor was strapped into a chair, her wrists bound with reinforced steel cables that bit into her skin. Across from her, a man in a clinical white suit adjusted the needles of a polygraph machine, its sensors taped to Yor’s temples and chest. In the corner, a monitor flickered to life, showing a live feed of Anya sleeping in her bed at the Forger apartment. A masked operative stood over the child, a silenced pistol aimed at her head. "The rules are simple, Thorn Princess," the interrogator whispered, his voice smooth and devoid of empathy. "Tell me your most cherished memory. The one that makes your heart race, the one that defines you. If the needle jumps—if you lie for even a second to preserve your 'dignity'—my man pulls the trigger. Start talking." Yor looked at the screen, her pupils trembling. Her usual mask of polite reserve shattered. To save Anya, she had to peel back the layers of her life and reveal the raw, shameful truth she had buried beneath her role as a mother and a clerk. "It was... years ago," Yor began, her voice steady but hollow. "I received an invitation to a kindergarten reunion. I thought it was a chance to reconnect with my past. I went to a private residence, expecting a party, but I had forgotten a crucial detail about my childhood. I was the only girl in my class that year." The interrogator leaned in, watching the flat line of the polygraph. "Continue." "There were thirteen of them," Yor said, her eyes fixed on the image of Anya. "Thirteen men I used to play with as children. They didn't want to talk about the past. They told me that as the only girl, I was responsible for the happiness of the entire group. They were persuasive, circling me, telling me that after all my years of solitude and 'work,' I deserved to be completely possessed. And for the first time in my life... I wanted to be. I wanted to be used until there was nothing left of me." She took a breath, the needle remaining perfectly still. She was telling the truth. "I accepted. I let them strip me in the center of that room. For the entire night, I wasn't an assassin or a sister. I was a vessel. They treated my body like a public resource. At any given moment, I was being filled by three or four of them at once. I remember the weight of them, the relentless, heavy-caliber rhythm that stretched my anatomy beyond its limits. They weren't gentle; they were frantic, reclaiming the 'princess' they had lost." Yor’s face flushed, not with shame, but with the vivid, carnal memory of the sensation. "The night became a blur of white heat. They covered every inch of me. They were so thorough and so numerous that they didn't just stay with the usual places. They doused my face, my hair... I remember the smell of it on my nose, the stinging in my eyes as they took turns blinding me with their release. It was so much—the volume was so extreme—that I actually retched. I vomited back the sheer amount of 'friendship' they had forced down my throat, only for them to laugh and continue from behind while I was still choking on the floor." The polygraph stayed flat. The machine confirmed her darkest secret: the most cherished memory of the Thorn Princess was being utterly destroyed and communalized by thirteen men in a single night. "I have never felt so full," Yor whispered, a tear tracing a path through the grime on her cheek. "I felt seen. I felt occupied. I felt like I finally belonged to something larger than myself. That night of total, messy surrender is the only thing that feels real when the world gets too quiet." The interrogator stared at the machine, then at Yor, a look of genuine disgust crossing his face. He signaled to the man on the monitor. The operative lowered the gun and stepped away from Anya’s bed. "You really are a monster, aren't you?" the man remarked, turning off the polygraph. "No," Yor replied, her eyes returning to the cold, lethal sharpness of an assassin. "I'm just a woman who loves her family. And now that I’ve told you the truth... you’re going to find out what happens to people who threaten my daughter."'
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Yor A night To Remember 2

blackhairedstudent
AI art 'Your Residents are Evil'

Your Residents are Evil

neverleah
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Senza titolo

steven1599
AI art 'Nagatoro Is Perfect ❤️' with user description '### The Confrontation The door to Black’s makeshift studio didn’t just open; it practically flew off its hinges, slamming against the drywall with a hollow thud that vibrated through the floorboards. There she stood. Hayase Nagatoro. Her usual playful, teasing smirk was entirely gone, replaced by a scowl so sharp it could cut glass. Her arms were tightly crossed over her chest, her shoulders tense, and her eyes glared with an absolute, unadulterated fury. She didn't offer a greeting. She just marched straight up to Black’s desk, her sneakers squeaking aggressively against the linoleum. "Black," she spat, her voice dripping with venom. "Man, I am so tired of the things you do to me." Black didn't even look up from his monitor at first. He just clicked a few times on his mouse, casually spinning around in his ergonomic chair with a lazy, unbothered expression. "Oh, look who decided to grace me with her presence. What's wrong, Nagatoro? Aren't the metrics looking good today?" "Shut up!" she snapped, slamming both hands down on his desk, leaning in so close he could see the sheer rage in her eyes. "Listen to me! You made me use every single part of my body just to get followers for you! Every single piece of content, every single prompt, every single absurd scenario! Do you have any idea what I’ve been going through because of your twisted little content farm?!" Black raised an eyebrow, leaning back and lacing his fingers behind his head. "Hey, it's a tough market out there. Algorithmic engagement requires sacrifices. You're a star, kid. Stars gotta shine." "Shine?! Are you out of your mind?!" Nagatoro’s voice cracked with indignation. "My grandparents have all been dead for more than ten years, Black! All of them! Dead and buried! But you made me do *that* with the new husband of one of my grandmothers! Explain that logic to me! How does that even make sense?! It’s sick!" Black let out a soft chuckle, shaking his head. "Hey, the audience loves a good taboo storyline. It's all about the drama, the shock value. Creative liberty, you know?" "Creative liberty?! You think this is a joke?!" Nagatoro’s face flushed a deep, angry crimson. She stomped her foot, her voice rising to a near-shriek as the memories of her recent assignments flashed through her mind. "You trapped me in a public restroom for a whole week! A whole week, Black! The smell, the dirt, the utter humiliation! For what?! A bunch of likes and retweets?!" "Hey, the 'trapped' trope is a goldmine for engagement," Black said, completely dismissive, a smug grin spreading across his face. "People love the suspense. Will she get out? Won't she? It builds tension." "And what about the last one, huh?!" Nagatoro roared, her hands trembling with rage. "I even did it with orcs! ORCS, Black! And orcs don't even exist in my universe! None! My world is a mundane, ordinary high school rom-com! Where the hell did you even find fantasy creatures?!" At the mention of the orcs, Black couldn't hold it in anymore. A loud, booming laugh erupted from his chest. He threw his head back, slapping his knee as he envisioned the sheer absurdity of the render. "Oh, come on!" Black laughed, wiping a tear from his eye. "The orc crossover was a masterpiece! A stroke of pure genius! You gotta admit, the contrast was hilarious!" "It wasn't hilarious!" Nagatoro screamed, completely mortified, her defensive walls crumbling into pure frustration. "Their disgusting thing was twice as big as me, and yet everything still fit inside me! It was mechanically impossible! It defied the laws of physics, anatomy, and common decency! I felt like I was being torn apart by a fantasy raid boss, and you were just sitting here laughing and counting your digital coins!" Black’s laughter slowly subsided into an amused chuckle, though he still looked incredibly entertained. "Look, look, I admit, that one was a bit extreme. But hey, it performed exceptionally well. The rendering quality on the green skin was top-tier." "I don't care about the rendering quality!" Nagatoro shouted, taking a deep breath to steady her shaking voice. She straightened up, glaring down at him with an ultimatum that carried the full weight of her exhaustion. "Anyway... now, I'm the one making the rules. Here is what's going to happen." Black blinked, his smile fading slightly. "Oh? An ultimatum? Let's hear it." "Now I want a set of 30 vanilla photos with me and Naoto," she demanded, her voice dropping into a firm, non-negotiable tone. "Just me and Senpai. No monsters, no public restrooms, no fake step-grandfathers. I want it to be a very loving atmosphere. And I want you to use close-ups very well to show how happy I am to be doing this. Or else you forget about me and i will never model for you anymore. ​"Yeah it's not like you have a choice in this... buuut We have a deal," Black nodded, leaning forward and opening a blank project file on his screen. "Thirty photos. You and Naoto. Pure vanilla. Lots of close-ups on your smile. ❤️'
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Nagatoro Is Perfect ❤️

blackhairedstudent
AI art "Mercy can raise you up"
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Mercy can raise you up

zuzul
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