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CHAPTER 2: “A new poison in town”

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Scrap Metal Hunter

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📖 Library, 2nd Book

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Anime House 2

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The rhythmic clack of the train tracks was a dull hum against the pounding of my own heart. I was leaning against the cold, vibrating door, my jaw working a piece of grape gum with lazy, rhythmic chews. My eyes were glued to my phone, my thumb swiping through my "private" folder. I was so caught up in admiring my own tan lines and the curves of my unclad body in those mirror selfies that I didn't realize I wasn't alone in my vanity. I was so focused on the screen that I didn't see the shift in the air—the way the tired salarymen around me had stopped looking at their newspapers and started staring at the illicit, glowing heat in my hand.
Then, the sound changed. It wasn't just the screech of the rails; it was the frantic, wet sound of friction. My eyes flicked up for a split second, and my heart skipped a beat. All around me, men had their trousers open, their members out and pulsing. They were masturbating right there, eyes locked on my screen, then on me. I felt a surge of genuine panic, my mouth falling open, the grape gum forgotten. I went to scream, but before a sound could escape, a heavy, calloused hand slammed over my mouth.
Another hand gripped my breast, squeezing the soft flesh through my white off-the-shoulder ribbed crop top. I struggled, my white Mary Janes scuffing the floor, but then I saw my phone. A man had snatched it. His thumb hovered over the "Post" button on my Facebook. All those photos—the ones that would ruin a "normal" girl—were a millisecond away from being seen by everyone.
"If you don't want the whole world to see how much of a little slut you are," he hissed, "you're going to satisfy every man on this train."
I froze. A slow, predatory smirk began to spread behind the hand covering my mouth. My panic didn't vanish; it transformed into a wicked realization. "You think I'm scared?" I thought. "This... this was the plan all along. I wanted to see if anyone was bold enough to take what I was showing them."
They didn't waste time. They didn't even take off my top; they just yanked the elastic down, exposing my breasts to the stale air. I was forced to my knees, my jaw aching as I took the first man into my mouth. I used every trick I’d ever imagined, swallowing the thick, bitter floods of cum until my eyes rolled back. But that was just the "loading screen."
They stood me up, pinning me against the door. They didn't even remove my frayed denim shorts; they just shoved the fabric aside. I felt a thick, leathery cock drive into my pussy, stretching me until I thought I’d break. Then came the anal conquest—a searing, pressurized invasion that made me see stars. My pussy was already red and swollen, leaking their combined seed, but the sensation of being filled from behind while another worked my front was a "Double Penetration" that left me gasping.
Eventually, my shorts were shredded and cast aside, leaving me completely open. Two men stepped forward at once, their eyes hungry. They began the "Double Vaginal" assault, both of them forcing their way into my heat at the same time. The pressure was staggering, stretching my walls to their absolute limit. As I writhed under the weight of them, one of my white Mary Janes caught on a man’s leg and popped off, hitting the floor with a dull thud. I was left with one foot bare, my toes curling as they hammered into me.
As the train pulled into a station, I was pressed hard against the glass. People on the platform stared in shock, watching the "innocent" girl in the white crop top being relentlessly fucked by a rotating line of men. More men pushed into the car, drawn by the sight of my public ruin. I was a mess of sweat, saliva, and white stains.
By the time the train reached the final stop, I was slumped on a train seat, my legs spread wide and my pussy overflowing with a thick, white soup of cum that dripped onto the cushion. My skin was flushed, and I was completely spent. I watched, breathless, as the man with my phone finally hit "Post." My nakedness was now public, trending for the whole world to see.
I didn't cry. I didn't hide. I just leaned back against the seat and smiled, a dark, triumphant glint in my eyes. I wasn't ruined; I was a star. The notifications were already starting to pour in, a symphony of digital attention. This was the debut I had always wanted—the "Ultimate Senpai" had just become the most famous girl on the internet.'

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Nagatoro's Casting

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Can't help it

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More FE Girls 2

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Don't wake the neighbours

AI art '📖 Library, 3rd Book' with user description 'She loves to read... all alone 😏'

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📖 Library, 3rd Book

AI art 'Techwear girl: part 3' with user description 'Nyx was never meant to be seen. In a city of ten million souls and twice as many cameras. She has spent her life hiding behind straps, buckles, and waterproof fabric, a quiet girl consumed by the roar of a technological wasteland. But silence can become a cage, and lately, the only way she can feel her own heart beat is by breaking the rules.

Tonight, she’s chasing a different kind of signal. She’s stepping out of her armor, letting the humid city heat touch her skin in places it never should. it’s about the raw, trembling adrenaline of the forbidden. Watch as she exposes herself to the cold city air, her body reacting to the fear of being watched. She seeks the thrill of the gaze, yet her eyes are filled with a haunting shyness—a regret that tastes like static.

She’s terrified of the strangers in the shadows, but there’s a deeper fear: the feeling that the city itself is watching. Not just people, but something else. Something cold, calculating, and always connected. Is she truly alone on this rooftop, or is she just a bug in a much larger system?"'

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Techwear girl: part 3

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Compromising Positions

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🥳 @zesoul's 1000 followers

AI art 'Hina's Story: Trial Run Part 1' with user description 'Staring at Yuki across the table, Hina could only gawk at the request.
“So are you game or no?” Yuki said, laying the newest device from Good Vibes Co. in between them.
“Yuki, I understand you want live data, but what made you think I would that I would agree to this?” Hina exclaimed.
Yuki had mentioned to Hina that she had a request that only she could help with as the company’s newest product was expected to be demoed at their next board meeting, however this request was the last thing she expected to come from Yuki. Unfortunately for her long-time best friend, Yuki knew exactly how to let her busty best friend to agree.
“Oh, so now you chicken out?” Yuki mischievously instigates The great Hina is too good to bring herself down to-“
Immediately Hina picks up the device and heads to the diner’s restroom to equip herself. No one, challenges Hina and expects to win without challenge. She slips the device snugly inside her, the cold foreign object sending shivers of anticipation throughout her body. After securing it in place with the help of her panties and hose, she heads out to see Yuki had left the diner, waiting outside.
Rejoining with her, Yuki explains how she will collect data.
“There are three levels, each stronger than the last,” she starts, “I will need you at three different locations while I wait around here, you just do whatever you’d like.”
With that brief introduction, she taps a button on her phone app, and immediately the device turns on, catching Hina by surprise, letting out a small yelp before stopping herself.
“This is just the demo mode. Is it too much? We can just test-”
“Shut up and lets get this over with.” Hina responds arms crossed heading to the park.
She sits down on the bench, finally getting used to the tremors from between her legs.
"Remember," Yuki's voice rings in her head as she left her, "the safe is 'Good Vibes' to stop!" Noted.
“Ok this shouldn’t be too bad, feels nice actually… Don’t think there should be any problems.”
Haha, you just had to raise a flag lmao.
Immediately, the vibrations intensified, catching Hina’s breath. She squeezes her hands between her sexy thighs she restrains herself from ripping off her pantyhose to remove the uncooperative passenger. Blushingly profusely and breathing heavily, Hina shakily looks around wary of those walking by. The kids behind are ignorantly playing among themselves while the other passerby’s don’t notice the heated look from Hina. The vibrations start to slowly spread throughout her body, and just as Hina is about to submit her to the first wave, it stops.
“Huh!?” Hina confusedly looks between her legs, not noticing the slight wetness in hands. Before she could process what happens, Yuki texts her.
“I need to test the reach of app, I am currently in the center of the subway loop going around the business district, take the first train you can and complete a round and let me know if you notice any weakness from the device.”
Frustrated, but slightly flushed from the previous excitement, Hina heads over to the subway and boards the first one available, nervously waiting for level two to start. In the distance, Yuki smirks, “She has no idea I tested out the range and its twice what the business loop travels. But she doesn’t have to know. Let’s start the next level, but on roller coaster.”
She taps her phone and waits for the train to make its full loop.
Hina makes her way slowly through the crowded train and is able to locate a vacant spot, blessed that she doesn’t have to stand for the next round. Seated between the end of the aisle and an elderly man, Hina doesn’t have to wait long as her object of all problems starts with life…but in demo mode?
Hina, already used to the feeling relaxes. Blissfully thinking that the ten-minute loop shouldn’t take too long.
Sigh… Second flag raised. Women, you are the problem that your solutions refuse to solve.
Slowly, the vibrations intensify reaching level one. Hina’s sexy legs immediately closed, hands helplessly pressed and squeezed between her luscious curves, but she was not prepared for level two to strike then.
If level one was the alarm clock you hate hearing every morning, level two is the monster truck that steals your hearing.
Throwing her head back, Hina squeezes her thighs even harder, ankles crossed as she consciously tries preventing herself from kicking the passengers in front of her in reflex.
"Yuki what the hell is this?" Hina coudn't tell if she was shaking from the bumpy ride or from the device itself. Slowly, the familiar feeling begins to rise, and just before she could peak, demo mode.
Honestly, Hina was more grateful that she could relax and exhale her held breath rather then getting denied twice. Next to her the elderly man looked concerned. "Everything alright, sweety?" He politely asks. Before she could respond, demo mode turns into level two, and Hina was lcukily able to stifle her cries and respond with a tight "Yes."

Part Two in a new post, character limits :('

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Hina's Story: Trial Run Part 1

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