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AI art "From mermaid to maid."

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From mermaid to maid.

AI art "In HornyTown cuteness left a long time ago..."

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In HornyTown cuteness left a long time ago...

AI art 'Nyan! Nyan! Nyan!, Nyan! Nyan 2' with user description 'Nyan! Nyan! 1: https://betterwaifu.com/post/jtyw6cq'

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Nyan! Nyan! Nyan!, Nyan! Nyan 2

AI art "Experiments 3"

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Experiments 3

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AI art "Arabic goddess"

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Arabic goddess

AI art "Little-Dancing-Cloud aiming"

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Little-Dancing-Cloud aiming

AI art "Village favourite's normal sex"

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Village favourite's normal sex

AI art "Midoriya's multiverse adventures."

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Midoriya's multiverse adventures.

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AI art "Shampoo"

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Shampoo

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 "Office Lady gym session continues"

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Office Lady gym session continues

AI art 'Be Careful Out There (Yandere Warning)' with user description 'I hear there’s a maniac around at night.

…

(It’s me, I’m the maniac)'

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Be Careful Out There (Yandere Warning)

AI art 'Tohsaka Rin: coming soon...'

Tohsaka Rin: coming soon...

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無題

AI art 'Huffy bath time' with user description 'Anara isn't very happy with you.
You both get in the bath. She says neither of you can smell of sex when meeting each other's parents.
'But she's so cute in the bath though!' you think, as a little friend pops out to play.

"...We're already in the bath, so it's fine."
And Anara agrees to some bath play.'

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Huffy bath time

AI art "Iommi Is Only Happy To See You"

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Iommi Is Only Happy To See You

dreamerofdreams

AI art 'Hana' with user description 'On a previous post I tested a few styles on a character. MHA really stood out to me as very distinct, so I dropped the character in universe. Maybe some of you can try as well.

Hero Name:
Charm Weaver

つきよみはな
月読花
Tsukiyomi Hana

Birthday: 10/30
Height: 167cm
Quirk: Siren's Call

Tsukiyomi Hana
Siren's Call allows the user to emit vocalizations that subtly influence the emotions and desires of those who hear them. The Quirk manifests as an innate vocal charisma, with the user's voice possessing a mesmerizing quality. When activated intentionally, the user can fine-tune their voice to evoke specific, pre-determined emotional states in individuals or small groups, such as a desire for peace, a feeling of calm, or even a sense of attraction. This is not mind control, but rather a potent emotional suggestion.'

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Hana

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AI art 'That girl from the example (14)'

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That girl from the example (14)

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