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AI art "From mermaid to maid."
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From mermaid to maid.

zuzul
AI art "Serena"
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Serena

zerogroupe21
AI art 'C.C loves Pizza'
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C.C loves Pizza

blackhairedstudent
AI art '1k likes! ❤️' with user description 'Today my Chun-Li post reached 1k likes, it's my first one to reach this milestone, so to celebrate this achievement I made a set focused on Chun-Li. Enjoy ❤️ Link to the post https://betterwaifu.com/pt-BR/post/xwdk7y0'
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1k likes! ❤️

blackhairedstudent
AI art "Revy Gangbang"
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Revy Gangbang

blackhairedstudent
AI art 'An appreciation for Psylocke.'
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An appreciation for Psylocke.

ulyth
AI art "Psychedelic dream"
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Psychedelic dream

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 "Chel collection"
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Chel collection

owyerd
AI art "[REPOST/REVAMP] - Office Lady's after work party continues 2 [part 2]"
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[REPOST/REVAMP] - Office Lady's after work party continues 2 [part 2]

salazar01
AI art "Captain Nemesis is CRAZY"
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Captain Nemesis is CRAZY

octavian
AI art 'EP.6 Missing Momo!!' with user description 'I'm back with another chapter. I had super fun while creating it... enjoy! Tell me what you think or suggests if you would like to do so! Story: Momo moved cautiously through the dusty rooms of the abandoned building. She was there to find a golden ball hidden somewhere inside. Scene 1 A cold shiver ran down her spine. She turned quickly and saw a tall masked man silently watching her from the end of the corridor. “Shit…!” Momo started running, but the man was faster. When she reached a locked door, he caught up to her. She immediately tried to use her psychic powers, but nothing happened. The man grabbed her roughly, twisting her arms behind her back. “Stay still.” Momo felt thick ropes tighten around her wrists and then around her chest, squeezing her breasts tightly. No matter how much she struggled, she couldn’t break free. Scene 2 The man lifted her effortlessly and bound her ankles as well, hanging her from the ceiling. Momo swung helplessly, her face red with a bored rage. “I know why you’re here,” he said calmly. “The golden ball. Help me find it and I’ll let you go.” Momo glared at him with pure hatred. “Go fuck yourself.” The man sighed and left her hanging there in silence for several minutes. Scene 3 He eventually took her down, stripped her completely naked except for her black stockings, and tied her wrists behind her back again. He wrapped more ropes tightly around her breasts, making them bulge. Dragging her by the hair, he pulled her out of the room. “Last friendly warning,” he growled. “Tell me where the ball is or things are going to get very unpleasant.” Momo spat on the floor. “I’m not telling you shit.” Scene 4 The man forced her down to her knees, gripping her head with both hands. Without hesitation, he shoved his thick, hard cock into her mouth and began fucking her face violently. Momo made choked, wet sounds as he thrust deep into her throat. Why… why can’t I fight back? she thought. After several brutal minutes, he came hard, flooding her mouth until thick cum overflowed from her nose. Momo coughed violently, semen dripping down her chin and onto her chest. Scene 5 “Still refusing to cooperate?” he asked. Momo, voice hoarse, answered: “Fuck you.” The man forced a ring gag into her mouth, keeping it wide open. He turned her around, tied a rope to her torso and pulled her up until she was on her tiptoes. He slowly removed her stockings, smelled them with clear pleasure, then spread her ass and thrust into her roughly, fucking her hard while she moaned through the gag. Scene 6 He didn’t finish inside her. Instead, he turned her back around, made her kneel again, and used her open mouth through the ring gag, fucking her face aggressively until he exploded once more, filling her throat with another heavy load. Scene 7 Momo was exhausted and trembling. Despite everything, an unwanted heat was building between her legs. The man flipped her onto all fours and fucked her deeply one last time, making her moan loudly through the ring gag with every thrust. When he finally came inside her with a deep grunt, Momo broke. “…Fine,” she gasped. “I’ll help you. I already found it… I threw it away while you were chasing me.” Scene 8 The man untied her, removed the ring gag, and made her lead him to the golden ball. As soon as he had it in his hands, his attitude changed completely. He quickly tied her up again, this time with strong packing tape. He hogtied her tightly, stuffed her own used stockings deep into her mouth, and sealed it shut with the tape. He also blindfolded her with the same tape. Before leaving, he placed a note with a large “M” written on it beside her. Momo lay there, covered in cum, bound and helpless, angrily mumbling into her gag. "As soon as I get free… I’m going to kill you." A few minutes later, she felt her powers return. With a single thought, she shattered the tape and freed herself. Even though she was furious, Momo couldn’t deny the strange, deep excitement she had felt during the ordeal — something she had never experienced before. Now she, like all his other victims, would hunt anyone who left that “M” behind.'
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EP.6 Missing Momo!!

kaxeld
AI art 'Mitsuri vacation' with user description 'As you approach the beach, Mitsuri notices your presence and turns to face you, her ample bosom jiggling slightly from the motion. She smiles warmly at you. -Hey there handsome, i couldn't help but notice you from across the beach. Care to join me for a drink back at my hotel room? I promise I don't bite...unless you're into that sort of thing. She give you a flirtatious wink, bit her lower lip enticingly, look up at you through my long lashes invitingly, her hand sliding down to hook a thumb in her bikini bottoms teasingly. What do you say, stud? Wanna have some fun with little ol' me?'
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Mitsuri vacation

mule12
AI art 'Make me submit' with user description '"Oh? You're watching me get dressed? Hmm...I don't mind as long as you don't touch. Good boy. You like it when I tell you what to do? I thought you might. You're not strong-willed enough to make me submit... yet." ~ Belladonna Pendragon Say hi to my newest girl, Belladonna. I've wanted to make a goth girl for a while now. Looking for research, I noticed @cef_ultra's Vesper is the undisputed Goth Queen, so I did my best to make a girl with a different look than her. Anyways I hope you enjoy: @peterco, @terror2, @barry915, @murcie, @kendarfulgrim, @bad77, @blackhairedstudent, @parda @onlyyouprod'
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Make me submit

octavian
AI art '"Free Time" U.N.A. Chapter 3, Part 1'
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"Free Time" U.N.A. Chapter 3, Part 1

crow-7w7
AI art 'Noir City - The Black Book' with user description 'I was so surprised when I read your letter... All the feelings from the past flooded back. How many years had it been... I thought you'd forgotten about me. But in your letter, you still spoke to me with affection, just like in the past. I could almost smell your perfume in the letter. You told me that someone had tried to assassinate you. My heart skipped a beat. You kept saying that you thought it was because of a book, an old book, that you'd acquired at an auction, hoping it would increase in value. In the end, you asked me to come to your nightclub. You asked me "for old times' sake." I poured myself a whiskey and read your letter at least five times. Finally, I decided to accept your invitation that very night. And I did. I was so excited inside that I barely felt the chill of the early morning. A quick subway took me to your street, and soon I saw the bright red entrance of your club. As I approached, your security guard, without me having to say a word, led me through another door, a back door, armored. I went in, my heart pounding, and after a couple of hallways and a beautiful oak door, there you were. You were wearing your favorite red stilettos. And a red dress that seemed tailor-made for your beautiful figure. You seemed sad, smoking, staring into space... until you saw me. Then you regained your confident smile, the one I longed for for so long. You tried to make me believe you were relaxed, but you were nervous. I can sense these things; I'm a detective, it's my job. I decided to force a smile and sit down without kissing your cheeks or hugging you as I longed to. I thought I detected a hint of sadness in your eyes when you saw the distance between us. But you understood; you always understood everything the first time. It was a distance to protect us from each other. And you restored your confident smile. You told me about the book, how you got it, what your plans were, and much more. I asked you to be extra vigilant and give me the book so I could investigate it. I would do it. I would find out who would kill for it. I carefully hid it in my trench coat and prepared to leave. Almost at the exit, I heard you get up hurriedly and felt you hug me tightly from behind. You abandoned your confident tone and whispered, "Alice... take good care of yourself... please..." Trying to hide my joy and my love for you, I whispered back, "Don't worry...". I went back to my office and racked my brains researching that book. I read it from cover to cover; it was like drawings and strange words, a fabulous jumble of gibberish. I noticed that as I read, my mind... began to understand things I never thought I could understand. To think things I shouldn't be thinking. The atmosphere changed, fluctuated. What had happened to me? I even thought you had drugged the book with some kind of substance to try to reach me... Then, I felt the tentacles. I knew it as soon as I felt them tighten around my body. It was one thing to buy the book and have it on display, another to flip through the pages without a care. I'm sure you did that. But I "wanted" to absorb its information. And that changed everything. My mind was working at 200% while my body couldn't move. The tentacles, the physical power of the book, pulled my breasts out. They positioned themselves between my clothes, violating my body and mind. I soon lost track of time. Was it day? Was it night? Pleasure overwhelmed me. The tentacles had already stripped me bare, body and mind, penetrated me. I began to have orgasms. Multiple orgasms. They grew in intensity. A normal orgasm paled in comparison to this overwhelming sensation that my mind would explode from pleasure. On the floor, I could only drool and melt with pleasure. My last conscious thought was of you. Thank goodness it wasn't her the book caught. When I thought I would die, I saw you! You were there among the tentacles! They were trapping you too, tearing you apart with pleasure, but somehow, you managed to reach me. You spoke to me, but I couldn't hear you. You shook me. Very hard. You slapped me, crying. Suddenly, I woke up. You were beside me, in bed, crying, relieved to see me awake. "I came to see why you weren't coming back... I didn't know what was wrong with you, you were just trembling and crying, I didn't know how to wake you up..." I whispered, "thank you..." When I woke up again, an hour had passed. You just looked at me and said one sentence: "Burn it. It has to be you, and it has to be now." I nodded. We got up naked, and although it was difficult, I set it on fire. We watched it burn. When the lights went out, we were left in darkness. You hugged me, and I felt that it had all been worth it. "If you hadn't come and saved my life. The police would have found a body. And they would have found a body. And they would have said an aneurysm, or a heart attack, but the reality would have been much more horrific..." You silenced me with a finger and hugged me even tighter...'
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Noir City - The Black Book

kendarfulgrim
AI art 'Pip's First Catch' with user description 'One day, while performing on a busy street, Pip spotted a down-on-his-luck office worker. Noticing his nice suit and lonely demeanor, she figured she could squeeze something out of him. After all, the carnival could always use a little more money. But maybe she didn't expect the size of the task she just stumbled into. This is Pip's first full set! It took a while but I think the results came out well. For some reason, the extensions weren't working for me on mobile, and I wasn't able to even make a post; I wonder if that's happening to anyone else. Nevertheless, enjoy Pip's first adventure! I'll probably upload extras again since I had so many good images that couldn't be included due to the 30 limit... I'm so down bad for Pip...'
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Pip's First Catch

goobygubby
AI art "You TOYED with the wrong one, Miss Nagatoro!"
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You TOYED with the wrong one, Miss Nagatoro!

octavian
AI art "Rio (Blue Archive) - virgin killer sweater"
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Rio (Blue Archive) - virgin killer sweater

qwertop
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Mavis

zerogroupe21
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