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AI art "Rise Beach Time"
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Rise Beach Time

yokoso13
AI art "Mariana's spred ass for Warmice 2K"
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Mariana's spred ass for Warmice 2K

parda
AI art "Summer Babes - Team Cyndel"
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Summer Babes - Team Cyndel

octavian
AI art "Summer Babes - Team Celest"
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Summer Babes - Team Celest

octavian
AI art 'Posing on Beach' with user description 'Bigboi69 asked for a nagatoro solo on a beach.'
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Posing on Beach

blackhairedstudent
AI art 'Sexy as Fuck' with user description 'These Girls are Sexy as Fuck and they know it. They´re Goddesses and they want all, you know what it means.'
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Sexy as Fuck

holo_the_wise_wolf
AI art 'You are worth the wait'
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You are worth the wait

warmicestudios
AI art 'Iori in debt' with user description 'I stood on the deserted beach, the scorching sand burning under my feet as the sun beat down mercilessly. A single reckless mistake had led me here. During a Prefect Team raid on underground rule-breakers, my overzealous shooting completely destroyed this photographer's valuable outdoor equipment. He captured clear footage of the incident. To shield the team's reputation from a formal complaint to the General Student Council, I agreed to one private favor: complete obedience during a single photo session. I never thought it would escalate like this. The micro bikini was utterly humiliating—tiny black strings that barely contained my full breasts and wide hips, the fabric digging into my skin. I crossed my arms tightly, cheeks burning with shyness and annoyance. "Hurry up and take the damn photos," I snapped, my voice sharp with tsundere fire. "This is degrading enough. One session as promised, then the debt is cleared. Don't push too far or I'll make you regret it, pervert." He adjusted his camera. "Hands on hips. Chest out. Arch your back. Obey every order completely." I gritted my teeth and did as told. The camera clicked rapidly. As I shifted, the tiny top slipped—one pink nipple popped out, then the other. My face flushed hotter. "Leave the nipple slips," he commanded. "Pull the fabric aside intentionally." "You disgusting bastard... fine," I muttered, tugging the strings to keep both nipples exposed. I turned, bent, and arched for the lens, each flash chipping away at my pride as a former disciplinary captain. My body felt far too vulnerable under the open sky. "Now the bottom. Pussy and anus slips. Spread everything." My hands shook with annoyance. "This crosses every line! I'm not some exhibitionist slut!" Yet the debt forced me to protect the team. I slid the bikini bottom aside, exposing my smooth shaved pussy lips completely. Then I turned, bent over, and spread my cheeks, revealing my tight pink anus to the camera and sea breeze. Click after click. Tears of frustration welled up. I couldn't contain it—my hands flew to cover my face, hiding the hot tears streaking down. "Stop... Don't look at me like this. I hate feeling so weak and exposed, you idiot!" "Take your hands off your face. Now," he ordered firmly. Sniffling, I lowered them reluctantly, glaring with teary red eyes. He unzipped and pressed his thick heavy cock against my face. It covered me entirely from chin to forehead, the musky scent overwhelming. "Th-this ridiculous thing..." I mumbled, voice muffled, body shivering. "Lay down on your back," he said. "Legs up high and spread wide. I'm fucking your asshole." "My ass?! On the sand like some animal?" I protested sharply but obeyed, lying back and lifting my legs until knees nearly touched my chest. The bikini was fully aside. He thrust the thick head into my tight rear. "Ahh! Too big, you bastard... Slow down!" He pounded deeper with powerful strokes. The stretch burned intensely at first, then became a heavy full sensation rocking my body. Breasts bounced free. "Keep hands away from your face," he growled. "I want your full expression while I destroy this hole." I dropped my arms, camera capturing my flushed tear-streaked annoyed face and reluctant moans. "D-don't photograph me like this... I'm the one who punishes perverts, not... ahhn... getting my ass wrecked!" He buried deep and came hard, flooding my insides with thick hot cum. Pulling out, his cock was filthy with semen mixed with streaks of my shit. The foul smell hit me. "Lick it clean," he ordered. I stared in disgust, fresh tears forming. "Lick that?! Covered in my own shit and cum... revolting!" But I leaned forward. The taste was horrible—bitter salty cum blending with earthy foul bitterness of my waste. It coated my tongue thickly, gritty slimy warm sticky layer that made me gag hard. The shit left a nasty lingering film while cum added heavy musky sweetness, nauseating me completely. Every lick reminded me of my degradation, the strict enforcer cleaning filth from the cock that violated my ass. He grabbed my head. "Open wide." Forced his thick cock down my throat, bulging my neck almost to my stomach. He thrust roughly as I choked, tears streaming, drool spilling. I obeyed despite panic. With a groan he came again, pumping ropes into my stomach. Cum overflowed violently from my nose in messy streams, dripping down my chin and breasts. I convulsed. He pulled out, leaving me coughing on the sand, ruined. "H-happy now, sick photographer?" I rasped, voice hoarse with tsundere edge. "Licking my shit mixed with cum was the most disgusting thing—filthy, bitter, slimy. Debt paid. Next time I'll enforce the rules on you." My strict self felt shattered—shy, annoyed, crying quietly in total submission, i am crying on this empty beach and the camera captured it all'
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Iori in debt

blackhairedstudent
AI art 'Marin ❤️'
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Marin ❤️

blackhairedstudent
AI art '✨SPINNING BIRD KICK ✨' with user description 'To all the great guys who were following up on the ChunLi / Detective Pearl conversation, my sincere apologies to all of you but: I ran out of time. Have to go back to “Agent C-13” Hentai Comic Project (and other businesses). What was originally just a “quick distraction” and a pause/vacation turned out to be a FANTASTIC journey through HornyTown and the delicious curves of Pearl Jennings ❤️🥰❤️ Loved-Loved-Loved every bit of it! I spent countless hours writing & developing the characters and their plot lines. It was SO MUCH FUN to do so!!! I will be posting some of the images that I generated that I believe are worth sharing. Ok, we where on the iconic “Spinning bird kick” 1, 2 - Starting to practice balance first. She was gonna say things like: “I realized I was strong in the legs, but weak in my arms” something like that and have some arm/muscle training. 3 - Falling on her face. 🤣 Can’t have success without a few failures, right? 4 to 8 - Practicing balance and arms strength. You will find some images where she is scratched and in a town background and others where she has no scratches and she is in the old hut. 
The scratches were from an earlier draft where all this was going to happen while she was still in the city fighting. But later I decided to rewrite the story and introduced the farmers and wanted to see a happier more relaxed ChunLi so I created the ‘sunset - horizon - farmers’ version of the story which is the one I ultimately was showing you guys. 9 to 13 - This bit was fun!!! I wanted to add a touch of spice to her arm-handstand-balance-focus training so I wrote this bit: - “I became so obsessed with perfecting my technique that I even started training WHILE taking care of customers. I just told them I was gonna try something new and of course they had no idea what I was doing, but I was training my concentration, my balance, to stay focused upside-down NO MATTER WHAT!! They simply thought I was doing something funny and it was a win-win situation for everybody: I got to train my Focus and my technique and they got a much better view! They were so happy they would tip me more and I ended up making way more money than usual! Yes, it was a win-win situation for everybody” Same thing here… scratches in a city background, no scratches in old hut background. —— I really had sooooooo much fun making these!!! 14 to 16 - Trying the kick in real street fights now. You can see here she is still wearing GREY meaning she hasn’t gotten to the PRO level. 17 to 19 - These were for later chapters, when she finally makes the transition to the Blue/Yellow Chun Li that we all grew to love. The intention here was to HONOR @kokoroto and all you guys who would pause your NES or PlayStation to get a good crotch shot of ChunLi. 🤩'
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✨SPINNING BIRD KICK ✨

warmicestudios
AI art '3girls fun' with user description 'The sun hung low over the horizon, painting the coastal waters of the Northern Lands in shades of bruised purple and shimmering gold. The rhythmic crashing of waves was the only sound for miles, save for the occasional cry of a distant gull. Frieren sat on a bleached piece of driftwood, her eyes fixed on the horizon with ageless, detached curiosity. Nearby, Fern was meticulously folding their travel cloaks, her expression a mask of stoic duty, though the humidity was clearly making her irritable. Ubel, however, was not resting. She stood at the edge of the tide, her green hair whipped about by the salt spray, her eyes narrowed as she scanned the shoreline. Suddenly, she stopped, a sharp, jagged grin cutting across her face. "Nyahaha... hey, look at that," Ubel called out, gesturing toward a solitary figure further down the beach. A man was walking along the water's edge, completely nude. Even from this distance, his silhouette was imposing, but as he drew closer, one specific detail became impossible to ignore. He possessed a member of truly staggering proportions—an **extremely big** organ that swayed with a heavy, rhythmic weight against his thighs as he walked. "He looks like he’s carrying a third leg," Ubel whispered, her voice thick with dark, predatory amusement. She turned back to the mages, her eyes glinting with chaotic energy. "Hey, Frieren. Fern. I just had a brilliant, messy idea for how we can spend our evening." Fern stood up, clutching a cloak to her chest. "Ubel, whatever you are thinking, the answer is no. We are here to rest, not to engage in your eccentricities." "Oh, come on, Fern! Don't be such a stiff," Ubel laughed, walking toward them with cat-like grace. "Look at him. A specimen like that doesn't just wander onto a beach every day. And look at us—three powerful mages, all bored. Wouldn't it be a waste to just watch the sunset?" Frieren tilted her head. "What are you proposing, Ubel?" "A performance," Ubel purred, leaning in close. "I want to do something visceral. I want the three of us to engage in something beautiful right here on the sand. A three-way lesbian encounter. I want to feel your skin against mine, Fern’s soft pouting lips against yours, Frieren. And I want that man to watch us. Better yet, I want him to photograph it. I want a record of the moment the stoic mages of the Hero’s party finally lost their composure." Fern’s face turned a violent shade of crimson. "That is... that is absolutely indecent! To have a stranger photograph such a thing? And with *each other*?" "It’s not just for him, Fern," Ubel countered, her voice dropping to a seductive, manipulative velvet. "It’s for the sensation. Think of the mana we could generate through that kind of raw, uninhibited release. And once he’s finished documenting us... once he’s sufficiently worked up by the sight of three beautiful women devouring each other... then we bring him in for the finale." Ubel glanced back at the man, who had stopped and was now watching them with awe. "I want to see if that **extremely big** gift of his is as functional as it is aesthetic. I want the three of us to give him a combined paizuri. Imagine it: our chests pressed together, the three of us surrounding that massive pillar of heat, working in unison. And then, the oral. I want to see you, Fern, forced to open that judgmental mouth wider than you ever thought possible just to accommodate him." Fern was shaking, her breath coming in short, ragged hitches. "I... I couldn't. It’s too much... too many people..." "Frieren?" Ubel asked, looking at the master. "You’ve lived for a thousand years. Haven't you ever wondered what it’s like to truly let go of the 'legend' and just be a creature of flesh? To be used and to use in return?" Frieren was silent for a long time, her gaze shifting from Ubel to the man, and finally to the trembling Fern. A small, almost imperceptible smile touched the elf's lips. "It would certainly be a new experience. And magic is, at its core, the pursuit of understanding the impossible. A specimen of that size... it is a biological curiosity." "Nyeh... Mistress?" Fern gasped, her eyes wide. "If Frieren is in, you have to be in, Fern," Ubel whispered, stepping behind the younger girl and wrapping her arms around her waist. "Don't you want to see what happens when the three of us stop being mages and start being... toys?" Fern looked at Frieren, seeing the quiet, curious acceptance in her eyes. The apprentice’s resistance began to crumble, replaced by a surging, forbidden heat. "I... I suppose..." Fern whispered, her head hanging low, though her heart was racing. "If Mistress Frieren says it is a necessary study... I will comply." "Good girls," Ubel cackled, waving the man over. "Hey, you! Bring your camera! We have a show for you, and if you’re a good boy, we’ll let you taste the stars!"'
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3girls fun

blackhairedstudent
AI art 'Kobeni'
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Kobeni

murcie
AI art 'Beatrice Magical Library' with user description 'Beatrice's POV – The Library's Humiliating Anomaly "Haaah?! What in the world—?!" The first wave of rainbow bubbles popped right in front of my face, and my body betrayed me instantly. My arms shot straight up above my head, wrists crossing as if bound by invisible force, forcing my small chest to thrust forward. The elegant gothic dress I had worn for centuries shimmered violently, the heavy pink fabric dissolving into thin air only to reform as a tiny, sheer white babydoll top that clung transparently to my flat chest and puffy little nipples. The skirt had shrunk to almost nothing — a pathetic frill of fabric barely covering the curve of my bottom, leaving my smooth, pale thighs and the soft mound between my legs dangerously exposed with every twitch. "This... this is outrageous, I suppose! Stop it right now!" I tried to clamp my legs shut, but another surge hit. The library floor seemed to tilt, and my pose shifted again — bent forward sharply at the waist, hands forced to grip my own ankles from behind in a humiliating standing straddle. My rear pushed high and out, the skimpy fabric riding up completely to bare my plump little ass cheeks and the tight, untouched slit beneath. The outfit changed once more into glossy, rainbow-striped micro-bikini strings that dug between my folds, outlining every delicate contour while leaving nothing to the imagination. The bubbles swirled faster, sparkling against my skin like lewd glitter. My face burned hotter than any flame magic. Centuries of dignity as the guardian of the Forbidden Library, reduced to this — legs spread awkwardly wide, body contorted so my most private areas were shamelessly displayed. I could feel cool air kissing my exposed pussy lips, the thin strings doing nothing to hide how they parted slightly from the forced stretch. "Wh-whoever is doing this... Betty will tear you apart! In fact!" I struggled, magic flaring weakly in my fingertips, but the bubbles only multiplied. *Pop. Pop.* My body jerked upright then twisted sideways into another absurd position: one leg kicked high and held vertical against my torso, like a lewd ballerina stretch, while my back arched dramatically. The bikini top vanished entirely this time, leaving my sensitive pink nipples stiff and bare in the open air. The bottom piece had transformed into a crotchless thong, the fabric framing rather than covering my smooth, hairless small pink pussy. Every tiny movement made my puffy outer lips jiggle and part, exposing the slick inner pink. Shame flooded me. This body — eternally youthful, delicate, and untouched — was being paraded in the most vulgar, awkward ways imaginable. I could see my own reflection in a polished book spine: drills disheveled, cheeks flushed crimson, mouth open in a mix of outrage and involuntary gasp as another pose locked in. Now on all fours on a suddenly appearing cushioned surface that definitely wasn't part of my library, back dipped low in a deep arch, ass raised high with knees spread. The outfit was little more than sparkling body paint now — strategic rainbow streaks across my nipples and dripping down my inner thighs, highlighting the glistening wetness that the humiliation was shamefully forcing from me. "Subaru... you idiot... where are you?!" I whimpered under my breath, voice trembling despite my pride. "Don't you dare see Betty like this... all exposed and... and dripping like some common harlot, I suppose..." The bubbles kept coming, each one triggering fresh shifts. My poses grew more extreme — spread-eagle against a shelf with wrists and ankles pinned, body twisted into pretzel-like contortions that left my tight little holes completely vulnerable and on display, clothes flickering between sheer negligées, slutty micro-skirts with no panties, and complete nudity save for glowing rainbow pasties that did nothing to conceal. The library itself warped around these humiliating scenes, forcing me from one degrading, awkward position to the next while I desperately searched for the source of this chaotic magic. I hated how my body reacted — the heat building between my legs, the way my nipples ached under the forced exposure. But more than anything, I hated the vulnerability. After 400 years of isolation, to be toyed with like this... If this didn't stop soon, I feared what else these cursed bubbles might make Betty do.'
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Beatrice Magical Library

blackhairedstudent
AI art 'Off work vibes hit different' with user description 'Ever run into one of those girls that looked WAY different in normal clothes than work clothes? Yeah, that was me this weekend at a work function and i got a case of the @peterco's and my mind wondered elsewhere. Had to create it here.'
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Off work vibes hit different

octavian
AI art 'CHAPTER 2: “A new poison in town”' with user description 'A SLOW TRUMPET PLAYING IN THE BACKGROUND “It’s 5:45 am. There must be something real bad going on in Waifu Bay. We have all been called for an emergency meeting. Everybody is here. I’ve not seen so many elements gathered together here since, since… the Octavian incident. Man, what a case that was! - “Hey, Jennings!” Martinez and Gallagher approach her. - “Can you believe this shit?! Feels like the Octavian incident all over again!” Pearl finds that remark amusing. - “Eh, take it easy, man” quickly replies Gallagher. “That’s a sensitive subject for Jennings!” - “Nah, I’m over it!” Answers Pearl “Water under the bridge. I came out alive, didn’t I?? And that’s all that matters. (Rapidly trying to change the subject) So what’s the deal here?” Asks Pearl. - “There’s a new poison in town.” Gallagher responds. “We’ve had our 4th case of the ‘pink drip’ “ - “What? So it’s real?” Pearl asks. - “Very much. 4th confirmed victim last night” Says Gallagher. Pearl sits down quietly in a large conference room. “As most of you know by now, we have a new poison polluting our streets. We believe a gangster that goes by the alias ‘Kokoroto’ was the one who started smuggling them through Waifu Bay. Many more have followed on his footsteps. They are known in the underworld as the ‘NyanNyan’ band and they keep smuggling in catgirls and offering them on the White Market.” Pictures are shown on a large screen. Pearl reacts horrified to the images. “This is real ladies and gentleman, ‘Cuteness’ has entered through our doors, unnoticed, and it’s starting to corrupt our streets.” Pearl is lost in her thoughts: “Cuteness, a thing I have only seen in books during cadet training at the Academy. A disease so rare you’d think someone made it up for a horror movie. So far it was just fiction. But looking at those images one can only wonder the twisted minds behind such atrocities. So grim!! Who would do that to a girl?? Why would a girl agree to such things? And the worst thing: What type of scum would pay money for a Catgirl???” It’s been a long meeting and a rather gruesome at that. The air is filled with uncertainty. “You will all get upgraded tracking devices. The guys at Tech Lab have been working on some improvements and we believe this is a perfect opportunity to put them to work. Report to your tech specialist at once. We’ll gather again after you have been given your updated gear” A very distraught Detective Pearl enters her usual Tech Room where Barry915 her tech specialist is waiting. - “Hello, Barry” - “Oh, Hi Jennings! Please come in. How are you?” - “Not good. I’m still in shock with… the images I just…” - “I know, I’ve seen them. They had us working extra hours the last couple of weeks.” Pearl knows the drill so without even asking she starts taking her clothes off. - “How can people do something like that?” - “I don’t know Jennings. But I also want HornyTown to be a safe place. That’s why I joined the Force”. - “Barry, help me catch those bastards!” - “I will do everything in my power to help you get those bastards. I promise!” Pearl is now only in her underwear. - “Emm, Barry… I’m sorry. I’m gonna have to ask you to measure me again. I… I think I’ve gained weight since the last time you saw me.” - “Oh, no problem. Let me just then… get the scanner ready so I can update your measurements.” Pearl bends over the desk and presents herself to the scanner. - “There hasn’t been really ANYTHING on the streets so I think I might have put on a few pounds. I’ve been so bored lately I think I’ve eaten a lot and…” - “Jennings, don’t move… the scanner is updating your measurements!” - “Oh, yes, sorry!” She stays still for a moment. The scanner is measuring her hips, thighs and by doing so calculating the new body weight. - “Ok, your new weight is calculated. Now, could you spread your ass a little?” - “Yes, sure” - “I need to measure your anal diameter so I know what type of device I’m gonna give you. Can you relax your anal muscles for a second? Good, that’ll be all. You can take off your panties now.” - Uh, I’m exited!! What type of device am I gonna get???” The scanner signals error by producing a loud beep. - “Fuck, just what I thought!” Barry says. - “What? What happened?” - “Your anus is too small for the buttplug. It won’t...” - “Oh, bummer! Yeah, I haven’t done anal for a long time. Actually I haven’t had ANY sex or boyfriend in so long.” - “Well, don’t worry. Good thing I have already been working on a back up plan.” - “Really?? What back up plan?? - “Here, let me show you…” Barry reaches for a green hard-case. Puts it on the desk. - “I just finished working on this special piece of jewelry and… Barry removes the front lid, revealing a beautiful string of pearls. - “You will be the first one to try it” - “OH!! WELL, HELLO LADIES!!” Jennings smiles at a beautiful pearl thong delicately hanging inside the case. (To be continued)'
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CHAPTER 2: “A new poison in town”

warmicestudios
AI art "“SILENCE…”"
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“SILENCE…”

warmicestudios
AI art 'Panda Cyndel' with user description '"Well, it seems @warmicestudios and his horndog pal @peterco convinced Octavian to put me in a panda suit. Hey Octavian! I'm late to the party, here's what I think about that! For everyone else, i'm joining PandaCon too! Make some space for me, @cef_ultra, @bad77, @gildenstein, @zuzul, @barry915 @ririfake and @noxii! Hey, am I a panda queen now? Kisses!" ~ Cyndel'
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Panda Cyndel

octavian
AI art 'Yoru'
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Yoru

murcie
AI art "DXD school event"
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DXD school event

jlixard
AI art 'Rory Mercury'
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Rory Mercury

murcie
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