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AI art "Streaming on OnlyWaifus?"
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Streaming on OnlyWaifus?

octavian
AI art "@kendarfulgrim request : donuts around nipples"
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@kendarfulgrim request : donuts around nipples

zuzul
AI art "Mifl? Pokémon"
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Mifl? Pokémon

mrka1
AI art 'Megumin ❤️' with user description 'Testing the Divine model.. but did not like it very much.. gonna test another,'
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Megumin ❤️

blackhairedstudent
AI art 'Pajama party highschool of the dead.'
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Pajama party highschool of the dead.

dreamwalker
AI art 'Still awake? So is she. 🌙✨' with user description 'The night has grown deeper, and the world outside is completely silent—but the connection between you and Aiko is only getting stronger. What started as a few playful photos has turned into those rare, late-night hours where honesty comes easy and time doesn't seem to exist. In this continuation, Aiko is even more relaxed, lounging in the soft glow of her bedside lamp. She’s moved past the mirror selfies and into more candid, vulnerable moments. It’s that cozy, 'don't-want-to-say-goodnight' feeling captured in every shot. She’s still the last thing on your mind, and she’s making sure it stays that way'
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Still awake? So is she. 🌙✨

cef_ultra
AI art "Futanari Nurses"
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Futanari Nurses

frozenspokes
AI art 'Steins;Gate' with user description 'Part I: The Observer Effect ​The Organization’s trap was subtle: a single bed in a cramped Akihabara hotel. I, Hououin Kyouma, was relegated to the floor, my lab coat a meager shield against the cold. Sleep was impossible; every time I drifted off, Kurisu’s chaotic sleeping posture snapped me back. Her heels struck my jaw, and her shins found my ribs with a precision that felt like a localized spatial distortion. ​Finally, a heavy strike to my nose sent stars dancing across my vision. I stood up, fuming, ready to lecture the "Assistant" on basic human boundaries. But the moonlight caught her in a way that silenced my pride. She was flushed, her breathing a series of ragged, desperate hitches. Her hand was buried deep in her shorts, moving with a frantic urgency. The genius girl was lost in a dream of her own making, her hips rocking against her own palm in a raw display of honesty. ​The sight hit me like a physical blow. My blood turned to molten lead, rushing south with a pressure that threatened to burst my very veins. If she could be this uninhibited, this real in the dead of night, then I would match her intensity. I fumbled with my belt, freeing my member—a monstrously large, pulsing monolith that stood dark and heavy in the pale light. I began to stroke myself, my eyes locked on her trembling form. ​Suddenly, her eyes snapped open. The silence was absolute. She stared directly at me—and then at the sheer, impossible scale of what I was holding. ​"OKABE! YOU—YOU ABSOLUTE, DEGENERATE, SEAMY PERVERT!" she shrieked, her face turning a color that defied the laws of optics. "What is that?! Why is it so huge?! Were you actually standing there, watching me, with... with that thing out?! I knew it! You’re a stain on the scientific community!" ​I scrambled to cover myself, my face burning. "Assistant! I can explain! It’s a biological response to your physical assault!" But she didn't look away. Her anger was masking a dark, rising curiosity. The experiment took an irreversible turn. ​Part II: The Subjective Reality ​I was frozen as Kurisu reached out. Her fingers wrapped around the velvet-soft heat of me. "How is this possible?" she breathed. Before I could answer, she leaned in, her red hair cascading over my thighs. She plunged her head down, gagging as she fought to master the intrusion. I watched, my jaw tight, as she swallowed the entire length, her throat working against the sheer bulk of me until I hit the very back. ​When she pulled back, gasping, she stripped and straddled me. She pressed her small, pale foot against my length to measure; I was visibly longer than her foot. She teased me with her soles, driving my arousal into a fever pitch, before she guided my tip to her entrance and sank down. ​The fullness was absolute. As she pushed down with a surreal energy, I looked down at her lower abdomen—my eyes widened as I saw the distinct protrusion of my own shape through her skin. It was a sight of total, beautiful corruption. The friction was too much; I surged, flooding her with a hot, heavy release. ​"Again," she pleaded, her voice a ragged rasp. "I want to be filled... everywhere." ​I watched her turn, offering her smaller, tighter port. When I entered her anus, it was a searing, pressurized conquest. I filled her until she felt like she would burst, her body molding to my staggering girth. Finally, she moved back to my face. ​She took me into her throat one last time, welcoming the suffocation. I pushed deep, my hand wrapping around her neck to feel the vibration of her breath. I could feel the head of my penis deep in her gullet, a sensation of ultimate depth and power. I fired a final, violent torrent so powerful it overflowed, spilling from her mouth and nose in a white, messy eclipse of her dignity. ​Part III: The Resultant (Makise Kurisu’s Perspective) ​My brain was offline. The logical, cynical Makise Kurisu had been replaced by something raw and starving. Taking him behind... it felt like being split open from the inside out. It was a tight, searing fullness that made my vision spark. When he released inside me there, it felt like a heavy, internal brand—a mark of ownership that went deeper than skin. ​But the throat... that was the final test. When I took him in that last time, I felt his hand on my neck, grounding me as he pushed deep. I felt the stretch, the suffocating, wonderful pressure of him filling my windpipe. I didn't care about the air. I only cared about the moment he broke. ​The taste, the heat, the sheer volume of him hitting the back of my throat was overwhelming. I felt it rising, overflowing, a literal flood that I couldn't contain. It felt like I was being drowned in him, and I loved every terrifying second of it. ​Now, I can’t move. My limbs feel like lead, and my skin is humming with a dull, blissful ache. I’m covered in the evidence of our madness, too weak to even reach for a towel. I look at Okabe—my "Mad Scientist"—and I feel a terrifyingly deep satisfaction.'
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Steins;Gate

blackhairedstudent
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crn055-null2471
AI art "Midnight Snack (A tribute)"
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Midnight Snack (A tribute)

warmicestudios
AI art 'Chapter#01, The Chosen: sofi. part 6.' with user description 'And don't forget, if you see something strange, it's because all of this is just a dream...'
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Chapter#01, The Chosen: sofi. part 6.

dreamwalker
AI art '2k followers - Unreleased images' with user description 'Thank you all for hitting 2,000 followers! in celebration, i'm releasing some of my shots since i started. #1 is the first prompt I ever did. #2 is the first render of the Vale Sisters #3 - #9 are unreleased original characters #10 - #19 are character prompts unused #20 - #26 Unreleased sex poses #29 most recent prompt'
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2k followers - Unreleased images

octavian
AI art
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smallpower67
AI art 'Compromising Positions' with user description 'Sometimes, you just can’t wait.'
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Compromising Positions

usagi77
AI art "Midnight snack"

Midnight snack

elric7472
AI art "Ai Hoshino"
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Ai Hoshino

cef_ultra
AI art for prompt: '1 man 1 girl Hyuuga Hinata,white background, looking up, open mouth, tongue out, naughty face, arms over head large breasts, cum in mouth, cumdrip, cum on breast'
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Senza titolo

happybug_ai
AI art "Chel"
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Chel

lorezioezio69
AI art "Donut's Challenge + funny fails"
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Donut's Challenge + funny fails

zuzul
AI art 'Vanilla ❤️'
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Vanilla ❤️

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