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AI art 'Bad Girls in Blue 🚨' with user description 'Some uniforms were never meant to stay fully closed.
A little discipline, a little chaos and a lot more heat than this station can officially handle. 😏🚔🖤

@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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Bad Girls in Blue 🚨

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AI art 'Dirty Tracks & Luxury Laps 🏁😏' with user description 'One side smells like gasoline, burned rubber and bad decisions.
The other like champagne, carbon fiber and very expensive trouble.

Different worlds.
Same problem.

The girls are way too distracting to keep your eyes on the race. 🔥

@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 @poly7 @narillia @artfx85'

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Dirty Tracks & Luxury Laps 🏁😏

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AI art 'The Bell Can't Save You Now. 🕰️🖤' with user description 'The final bell rang hours ago. The hallways are ghosts, the janitor’s keys are jingling three floors down, and the smell of floor wax and old books is the only thing left in the air. Or so the school thinks.
Nana-cha was never one for following the syllabus, and tonight, she’s teaching a very different kind of subject. Locked in the back of the lecture hall, the distance between 'classmates' and 'something more' has completely evaporated.

They’ve sat two seats apart all semester, exchanging nothing but notes and the occasional lingering glance during the afternoon slump. But now, the pretense is gone.

Every muffled breath is a gamble against the silence; every creak of a desk feels like a siren. She’s turned the most boring room in the building into a high-voltage sanctuary.

Nana-cha: (Whispering close to his ear) "Listen... do you hear that? The janitor’s keys, at the far end of the hall."
Classmate: "We should go, Nana. If we get caught here..."
Nana-cha: (With a playful, defiant smirk) "That’s exactly what makes it fun, isn't it? Just stay still. If you keep quiet, I promise this will be the most important lesson you learn all semester... And trust me... it’s not on the exam.""'

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The Bell Can't Save You Now. 🕰️🖤

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AI art "Cyndel Vale needs money 8 (ft. Captain Nemesis)"

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Cyndel Vale needs money 8 (ft. Captain Nemesis)

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AI art 'Fun at school' with user description 'Marin Kitagawa and Yukino Yukinoshita participating in some extracurricular work.'

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Fun at school

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Office lady joins after work party

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AI art 'Just a little mor fun with the glass prompt' with user description 'I have my fun with the glass prompt and there beautiful results with it that i like to share. If you like them that's ok, if not that's ok too 😋'

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Just a little mor fun with the glass prompt

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AI art 'Take a Hike' with user description 'A little adventure, a lot of bare skin and enough bad trail decisions to make every step worth it. 😏

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Take a Hike

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AI art 'Doggo Girls Trading Cards Series 1' with user description 'Looks like I'm following the trend, it's time for the Doggo Girls trading cards. Gotta collect em all! *facepalms*

@zesoul @reptorn @cro_bo @zerogroupe21 @terror2 @usagi77 @thoughtzi @octavian @heihund @cef_ultra @parda @smut317 @gildenstein @goobygubby @peterco @a_casual_prompter @hollenwulf'

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Doggo Girls Trading Cards Series 1

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AI art 'Nagatoro' with user description '🥰'

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Nagatoro

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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 'The West Is In Trouble' with user description '@peterco @warmicestudios @zuzul @parda @terror2 @bad77 @blackhairedstudent @zesoul @onlyyouprod @goobygubby @varcolac

We were summoned before to defend the seas but trouble has found us on land, we are going to have to create a crew to help tackle this new threat. I call to lend your aid'

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The West Is In Trouble

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AI art '🏍️ Riding Girls' with user description 'Some girls collect handbags.

Others collect horsepower. 🏍️😏'

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🏍️ Riding Girls

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AI art 'Terror2 and Summer test fly 👩🏼‍✈️🎖️🛩️🌳🔥' with user description 'Expert Pilot Summer was scheduled with a monthly 💎 delivery for @peterco and needed a copilot @terror2 gladly offered himself for duty 😂♥️😘💋'

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Terror2 and Summer test fly 👩🏼‍✈️🎖️🛩️🌳🔥

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AI art 'Hairstyling 101 🪞🏫' with user description 'Isla wanted to take a page out of the book of @terror2 and put on her own styling class (really she just wanted an elaborate excuse to try some new styles out and see what people thought - but don't tell her I told you that!)

Hairstyles - the overlooked gem with unrivalled versatility
What's your favourite?

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Hairstyling 101 🪞🏫

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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 'Chapter 4: “Face to face”' with user description 'A dark piano playing in the background. A trumpet fills the air.
A sexy, velvet female voice:
“How the hell did this happen? One day everything is quiet and the next the whole department is running emergency drills?! Just last night I was making my regular rounds at Cum Gardens and everybody was behaving properly. People were just having sex minding their own business. Students were taken care of over at Waifu University. Just a regular Tuesday night and now… now that tranquility is gone!”
- “I can’t stop thinking about what Barry told me as I was exiting his lab. He seemed really nervous”

FLASHBACK - BARRY:
- “Jennings, about your device… devices were custom made for each person. We needed to target their most sensitive areas and… (Nervous pause) Those devices are made to stimulate you and - to create THAT chemical reaction of…”
- “Barry, what are you saying?”
- “We need to keep you grounded and...”
- “Grounded? What are you talking about?”
- “What you are about to experiment HAS a reason. We didn’t just… there’s a reason just trust me, OK?!”

As Detective Pearl walks through the maze, she goes into a darker area. All of a sudden:
- “Oh, the thong - It’s vibrating! That means I must be close to… ooohhh!” A sudden jerk in her knees reveals that the vibrations have hit a spot.
- “Oh, wow!!! Since… since I haven’t had sex in a long time, any stimulus feels very - powerful! Oohh, Genie! Oh, Genie, this feels…”

Detective Pearl doesn’t know whether she should continue or back up on her tracks.
- “C’mon, Pearl, wise up!! You have to know your enemy! You have to focus! What are you going to do if you stumble upon one of those things at an alley? Come on!!”

Detective Pearl decides to continue forward. With each step the vibration in her clitoris grew stronger.
- “IS THIS WHAT BARRY WAS TALKING ABOUT?!” Pearl thinks. “KEEP ME GROUNDED?! — Well it definitely forces me to stay focused!! Aahh…my clit”

- “Wait!! S-sounds are coming from…”

Detective Pearl approaches a darker area.
- “It looks as if this area has been abandoned for a while, but… that wall. Is freshly painted! And there are foot marks on the floor!! Fresh footsteps. Someone has been here recently!”

She keeps moving forward. Apparently it is a dead end.
- “The footsteps, they go directly to that wall, they go… UNDER the wall!!”

She leans against the wall as if trying to feel or sense something unusual. Suddenly, by the weight of her own body the wall moves. A secret corridor now lays in front of her. She has to move slowly until her eyes get accustomed to the darkness.

And finally…the inevitable.
- “They are real, they exist!!”

Pearl’s entire life flashes in front of her eyes! There IT was, that thing, looking straight at her. Pearl freezes. She can’t move! That thing walking/crawling straight towards her, with that smile! That smile!!!

(To be continued…)'

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AI art 'Plaid Shirt. 👚 Summer's wardrobe.'

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Plaid Shirt. 👚 Summer's wardrobe.

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AI art 'Farewell, my friend 🪦' with user description 'Before I start with the story, I feel like I have to get this important notice out of the way first:
⚠️ This post does not mean anyone has died in real life. It's just for funsies! ⚠️
Also, I'm sorry for using (mostly) unrelated clickbait as the thumbnail! 🙇‍♂️

— Story time —

The weather couldn’t have been more fitting.
Dark clouds blanketed the sky as rain poured down in relentless sheets, turning the cemetery paths into slick rivers of mud.
Though it was midday, the world felt trapped in cold, grim twilight.

A group dressed in black gathered around a modest tombstone.
Some leaned on one another for comfort, while others stood in rigid silence.
The heavy rain nearly drowned out the soft whimpers of a pregnant young woman wearing a black veil.
Even a few higher beings had come to mourn the loss of BetterWaifu’s greatest close-up artist.

They were saying goodbye to BlackHairedStudent.

His death was an unfortunate accident during the latest police raid on his basement—his stuffing had to be collected from throughout the entire building’s air ducts.

One lonely figure watched from afar beneath an old oak, disappointment clear on her face.
“Stupid Black,” she muttered.
“You were supposed to bring me ultimate despair.
I was a fool to think you could succeed where so many others failed.”
She turned and disappeared into the shadows.

The group lingered until a blinding flash lit up the sky, followed by roaring thunder.
A muffled sound came from the grave.
Suddenly a blue flame erupted from the soil, growing into wild cackling laughter.
Black’s ghost emerged from the flames, floating above his tombstone.

“Who gave you permission to throw such a boring funeral for me?!” he boomed with a wide grin.
“Was it you, my sweet little Nagatoro?”
She stared back in shock.
“If my funeral is going to be made into a post, it should at least feature panty shots!”
He snapped his ghostly paws.
A strong wind tore through the cemetery.
The centipede girl tried to hold her dress down in vain as it flew up.
Nagatoro didn’t even resist—the wind revealed she wore nothing underneath, exposing her pregnant belly and bare pussy.

Black’s expression softened.
“Y-you remembered our promise?”
“Of course, you stupid bear!” A tearful smile broke through her sorrow.
“I just never thought I’d have to honor it at your funeral.
How could you leave me after promising so much, you dummy?”
Black looked taken aback, then furious as his eyes landed on Terror2.
“You!! This is all your fault! You wrote me into this awkward position and how dare you use my precious Sakura as clickbait for your stupid post!”

His ghostly form lunged forward and latched onto his back.
“Feel the wrath of the dead, you backstabbing bastard!”
Blue flames erupted around them.
“Wait—what’s happening?” Black yelped.
“This power… it’s coming from your crown?! Stop! I’m in contr—”

Silence.

When I opened my eyes, I floated in an endless void.
No light, no sound—yet I could see my own body clearly.
A spotlight clicked on ahead.
Black sat there with his back turned.
“I never meant for any of this to happen,” he said quietly.
“I only wanted to create cute and sexy images of my favorite anime girls.”
He stood and turned toward me, tears streaming down his face.
“For a while everything was perfect.
I’d invite girls, pay them well, film scenes, and tease them a little.
But then I discovered the Close-up Bubble.”
A deep red glowing orb appeared in his hands, a tiny heart pulsing inside.
"It made those perfect shots effortless, but the power grew too strong.
It clouded my judgment.
I broke the rules despite the frogman’s warnings.
You know how it ended.”

His story left a lump in my throat.
“Don’t be too sad,” Black said with a weak smile.
“It was my own choice.
To prove it I’m passing the Close-up Bubble onto you now.
Be better than I was.
Don’t let it consume you.”

He pushed the bubble forward.
Immense power surged through me as it touched my chest, filling my mind with vivid close-up visions.
“Hahaha… that takes me back.”
Wings sprouted from his shoulders and he started to rise.

As I felt our time grew short, I finally managed to speak.
“Thank you for everything, Black!
I’ll never forget your sacrifices.
I promise to keep this power in check!”

“Don’t think of this as goodbye, my friend.
I’ll be watching from above—keep everyone entertained!
Please tell Nagatoro I’m sorry I couldn’t keep my promise.
Watch over her for me. She cared more than she let on.
Oh, and if you ever meet the frogman, tell him I'm sorry as well.
I'm very grateful to him for giving me a final chance."

He faded into the light as my consciousness slipped away.

“…you guys! I think he’s waking up!”
I opened my eyes to Ankha’s tear-streaked face hovering above mine.
She burst into fresh tears of relief.
“Please never scare us like that again!!”

— The End —

@blackhairedstudent, you will forever remain in our hearts. ❤️

(Also, thank you @gildenstein for letting me use Akiko even though I didn't ask. 😅)'

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Farewell, my friend 🪦

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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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