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AI art "Anime's best Blonde Bombshell"
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Anime's best Blonde Bombshell

octavian
AI art 'Dancing in the Rain 🌦️' with user description 'Some people run from the rain. Some people dance in it. Life is usually more fun when you're the second kind. 🌧️✨😏 @octavian @peterco @warmicestudios @smut317 @gildenstein @cef_ultra @casca_kirei-onna @heihund @bad77 @a_casual_prompter @parda @terror2 @hollenwulf @varcolac @zerogroupe21 @goobygubby @cro_bo @saltymajor778'
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Dancing in the Rain 🌦️

reptorn
AI art "The Hunger: Walpurgis Night [1 of 4]"
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The Hunger: Walpurgis Night [1 of 4]

dreamerofdreams
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Subjugation

zuzul
AI art "A Nightclub Memory"
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A Nightclub Memory

dreamerofdreams
AI art "2000 ?!?! 🤯😳"
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2000 ?!?! 🤯😳

zuzul
AI art 'Yumeko Bet' with user description 'The thrill hummed through my veins like the sweetest poison as I sat at that polished table in the heart of the underground casino. Ahh, what a deliciously rotten place~! A den buried beneath the city's glittering facade, where the worst kinds of men slithered—thugs, smugglers, killers with dead eyes—and at the head of it all, that slick high-end politician, smiling like a fox while enforcing his "no violence" rule. Winner takes all and leaves in peace. Perfect. I'd come here on a whim after overhearing whispers of the ultimate game: no limits, fortunes wagered on a single hand, the kind of stakes that could shatter souls. My blood sang at the thought. Normal life was so boring. This... this was ecstasy waiting to bloom. I wore my red uniform, the one that clung just right, a symbol of Hyakkaou Academy's twisted elegance. Cards danced between my fingers as we played. Hand after hand, I lost. Chips vanished. My stack dwindled to nothing. Each defeat sent sparks of maddening pleasure shooting up my spine. "More... lose more..." I whispered to myself, my cheeks flushing, thighs pressing together under the table. The men around me smirked, thinking they had me cornered. Fools. Losing like this—it was intoxicating. My heart pounded wildly, my mind reeling in that beautiful insanity only true risk could bring. The politician watched from his shadowed throne, amused. I bet everything I had left, pushing it all in with a trembling, euphoric smile. Down to zero. The rush peaked, making me dizzy with joy. "One more game," I purred, voice husky. "I'll bet... my body. For all the money on the table. Everything you have." The room fell silent. They refused at first—hesitant, glancing at their boss. How cute. As if they could resist. I slipped off my shoes slowly, letting them clatter to the floor. Then, with deliberate grace, I climbed onto the table, hiking up my skirt. Cool air kissed my skin as I spread my legs wide, revealing my extremely wet pussy, glistening with arousal from every lost hand. The thrill of exposure, of offering myself as the ultimate stake... it drove me deeper into madness. "See? I'm dripping for this game. Accept it, gentlemen~" Their eyes darkened with lust. Any sane men would. The politician gave a subtle nod. The bet was on. Cards were dealt. The final hand. I played with feigned desperation, letting the tension coil tighter. He revealed his—straight flush. Triumph flashed across his face. The others cheered. My body trembled, not with fear, but pure, twisted delight. Defeat tasted like heaven. "I accept it," I breathed, standing on the table. I peeled off my red uniform piece by piece, letting it pool at my feet. Naked, exposed, utterly vulnerable under their hungry gazes. I lay back on the felt, legs parted invitingly. "Use me. All of you." They didn't hesitate. The first man grabbed my hips, thrusting deep into my aching pussy. I moaned loudly, arching as he pounded me, every thrust amplifying the gambling high that still buzzed in my blood. Another filled my mouth, and I sucked eagerly, tongue swirling in ecstatic submission. They took turns, switching holes—pussy, ass, mouth—fucking me relentlessly on that table while the others watched, stroking themselves. Pain and pleasure blurred into one glorious storm. One came inside my cunt, hot seed flooding me; another claimed my ass, pumping until he spilled deep. They rotated, using every inch of me, grunting like animals. I came over and over, my body shaking, mind fracturing in bliss. "Yes... more... ruin me for this loss!" Cum dripped from all my holes, sticky and warm, marking me as their prize. Finally, spent and covered in their essence, I sat up slowly, a serene, unhinged smile on my lips. The men zipped up, smug and satisfied. But I reached for my hidden cards. "Royal straight flush." Silence. Then outrage. "What the—? You folded! You lost!" I laughed, soft and melodic at first, then wild, insane giggles bubbling up as I licked a stray drop of cum from my finger. My body still throbbed, leaking their loads, but the true victory surged through me like lightning. "Oh? I never said I folded, darlings. I simply... got on the table. And you all started fucking me so enthusiastically. The game continued, didn't it? Rules are rules here. No violence. Winner takes all." I gestured lazily at the massive pile of money. "This is mine now. And my body? Well, you already enjoyed your little consolation." The politician's face twisted, but he couldn't argue. The no-violence pact held. I gathered my winnings, still naked and glistening, slipping back into my uniform with deliberate slowness. The thrill of the con, the sex, the absolute domination through madness—it left me euphoric, craving the next abyss. These pathetic men thought they could break me? They only fed my addiction. As I walked out, pockets heavy and holes deliciously sore, I whispered to myself, "What a wonderful game... Let's play again soon~"'
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Yumeko Bet

jigsaw_
AI art 'Queen of the Desert: The Legend of Dalia' with user description 'Dalia left Rivermoor by horseback, looking for the Areolan Temple, known to house the power of the Breast Vicar. She rode until the sea disappeared behind her and the land turned to dunes of sand. “This must be the Deserts of Anima,” she thought. “Perhaps I’ve gone too far.” She rode until she came upon a desert city, full of rowdy barbarians and traders. She dismounted and moved through the caravan with trepidation. “I would very much not like to end up as I did on that ship,” she thought. As she walked to the center of the tent city, she stopped as a mighty red-haired woman was on an altar, pleasuring barbarian after barbarian with her enormous tits. Dalia stared with awe as the powerful woman subdued the rowdy men with her hands and breasts. The sight made her wet with lust. Her pleasure powers warmed inside her. After wiping herself off and adjusting her clothes, the beastly woman noticed the Casi and pointed. “Who the hell are you?” She barked. “Some fancy royal come to the desert?” “I’m Princess Dalia, the Pleasure Vicar, and I’ve been sent by the king to gather the other Vicars. Who are you?” She replied. “I’m Athena, and I run this place. Welcome to the traveling city of Elvania. Vicars huh? Never heard of them.” Dalia smiled. “I’m looking for the Areolan Temple. Have you heard of that?” Athena walked up to the Princess until her massive jugs eclipsed Dalia’s perky bosom. “Maybe, but first I want to see what a Pleasurs whatever can do. I challenge you to paizuri combat.” Dalia looks curious. A titfuck contest was so primative, but Athena’s tits were massive. How could she possibly win? Still, she desperately needed the information. “If I win, you become my vassal and will pleasure the men here,” Athena said, whipping out her monster mounds. “Deal. If I win, you take me to the temple,” Dalia said, exposing her perfect, but visibly inferior breasts. They went inside the tent of one of Athena’s finest breeding bulls and began the contest. “It’s simple: Whoever makes him cum the most wins,” Athena said. She got to work, her tits enveloping his massive cock. Within a few minutes, he was blowing his load on her tits and face. “Your turn, your highness.” Athena challenged. Dalia placed the cock between her tits. She rubbed with enthusiasm. Then, her powers activated. The pleasure the man felt was immediate - it was as if his cock were deep inside the tightest cunt in the world. “FUCK!” He yelled as he exploded his nut everywhere. Dalia was covered. Athena looked shocked before laughing cheerfully. “THAT WAS AMAZING!” She squealed. “No one has ever beat me at that. Is this the power of a Vicar? I want in!” That night, Athena treated the Princess to a wild night of feasts, fellowship, and fucking. The barbarian men pleased the Queen of the Desert and the Pleasure Vicar until they went to sleep. After a nice oasis bath, the two women headed to the temple, where the power of the Vicar awaits. (@gildenstein, @bad77, @barry915, @terror2, @starima, @smut317 and @murcie got Athena the win with seven votes! Mikala and Rina tied with three votes and Madeline had zero. All will be featured and maybe some others?)'
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Queen of the Desert: The Legend of Dalia

octavian
AI art 'Who is Anime's best brunette?'
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Who is Anime's best brunette?

octavian
AI art "Winner jirou kyouka"
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Winner jirou kyouka

azariel
AI art "Anime's top silver-haired Goddesses"
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Anime's top silver-haired Goddesses

octavian
AI art "Cyndel Vale needs money 7"
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Cyndel Vale needs money 7

octavian
AI art '🏛️ Ancient Greece: History Retold' with user description 'Yeah, guys, good luck beating the historian in retelling the history of ancient Greece 🏛️🌿🏺 But you can try it! 😉 @octavian @warmicestudios @cef_ultra @parda @bad77 @terror2 @barry915 @cro_bo @zesoul @kendarfulgrim @onlyyouprod @smut317 @gildenstein @reptorn @hollenwulf @heihund @casca_kirei-onna @zerogroupe21 @goobygubby @ririfake'
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🏛️ Ancient Greece: History Retold

peterco
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sjame83
AI art '💀 Grim Reaper Girl' with user description '@warmicestudios @zuzul @cef_ultra @bad77 @parda @octavian @zesoul, what are your impressions? Certainly not exactly the playful catgirls, right? 😼 Skulls were not supposed to be everywhere, just on the scythe, but, well, AI decided otherwise 😁'
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💀 Grim Reaper Girl

peterco
AI art 'Revy Debut' with user description 'Hey, the fuck you lookin' at, you nosy prick? Name's Revy. Rebecca if some paperwork asshole needs the full legal bullshit, but everyone smart enough to live knows me as Revy. Age? Twenty-six. I've crammed more bullets, blood, and bad decisions into these years than most gutless bastards see in fifty. Don't test me on it or I'll redecorate this room with your brains. What I do for a livin'? Lagoon Company, baby. Out of that beautiful shithole called Roanapur. We smuggle guns, take dirty jobs, deliver death on a boat. I’m the muscle with twin Cutlass pistols. I shoot first, laugh second, and collect the paycheck third. Life’s cheap down there—perfect for a bitch like me who loves the smell of gunpowder and fear. How many sex partners have I had? *leans forward, eyes cold* Fuckin' hell, you really goin' there. Alright. I lost my virginity young, back when I was a scrawny kid in New York's slums stealin' food just to not starve. Guards caught me. Instead of proper jail, those corrupt pigs dragged me off. Three of 'em. Held me down like an animal, ripped my rags off, and took turns fuckin' me raw. First cock in hurt like someone pourin' fire inside me. I was cryin', bleedin', beggin' while they grunted and laughed, callin' me a dirty little thief whore. My old man was no better—a worthless drunk abusive fuck who beat me and my mom bloody every chance he got before she bailed. That night with the guards broke somethin' deep. I survived, though. Killed one of those bastards later with his own gun. After that, sex got twisted. Maybe a hundred eighty, two hundred partners? Drunk bar fucks after jobs, revenge lays where I left 'em bleedin', one-nighters to kill the memories of my father's belt or those guards' sweaty hands. Doesn't matter. I fuck on my terms now. No one breaks Revy twice. How am I feelin' about today's movie? *big feral grin, eyes lightin' up* Pumped as fuck, asshole! More than thirty guys ready to run a train and pass me around like a cum rag? Hell yeah. This gangbang porn shit is just another battlefield. I live for the rush—whether it's bullets or cocks. Cameras better catch every nasty second 'cause I'm gonna make it unforgettable. My body's ready for war. Adrenaline's already pumpin' like before a big shootout. Have I ever done a gangbang before? Small one once in Roanapur after a score. Handled six guys easy, left 'em limpin'. This is the big league with over thirty. Let's see if they got the stamina to keep up with me. Now, about gettin' fucked by over thirty men in a span of four hours... *smirks, voice gettin' husky and detailed* It started all professional-like for the cameras. They had me pose with my guns while still clothed—leather jacket open, Cutlass pistols in both hands, lookin' like the deadly bitch I am. Standin' tall, legs apart, tits pushed out, givin' that killer stare. Click after click, flashes goin' off. Then the first hour was very calm. They took it slow and easy at first. Guys takin' turns fuckin' me gentle, one or two at a time. I was on my back or on my knees, suckin' and ridin' smooth while they went in deep but controlled. It built up nice, my body gettin' warmed up without too much intensity. Just steady rhythm, fillin' me slow. After that calm hour, they pulled back for more shots. Stripped me naked completely. Posed me again with my guns—clean, no cum or sweat on me yet, skin still fresh for the lens. Naked, pistols crossed over my chest, legs spread wide, tits out proud and perky. Then they went heavy on my feet. Took tons of shots of 'em—my soles pressin' together, toes pointed, arches flexed. Feet are one of my favorite parts of my body, right up there with my tits. Love how strong and sexy they look after all the runnin' and fightin' in boots. Love usin' 'em to make guys lose their fuckin' minds. Cameras ate that shit up, zoomin' in close while I flexed and posed all clean and sharp. Right after those shots, the rough part began. The guys swarmed harder. Thirty plus, passin' me around like a shared prize. Now it was intense—poundin' my pussy and ass without mercy, double penetration stretchin' me wide while I choked on cocks. Airtight seal multiple times, every hole stuffed and workin' overtime. Slappin' sounds echoin', my tits bouncin' wild, ass gettin' slapped red. Orgasms crashin' through me hard while old flashbacks of my old man and those food-stealin' guards tried to surface, but I drowned 'em out with louder moans and curses. "Fuck me harder, you bastards!" Sweat started pourin', cum load after load fillin' me and coverin' my skin. Bodies everywhere, relentless for the next hours. My voice went hoarse from screamin' and takin' it down the throat. By the later stages my pussy and anus could not take it anymore—too raw, too sore, too fucked out after all that rough abuse. Last twenty minutes I switched it up. Finished the final guys with footjobs and blowjobs. My lovely feet wrappin' tight around thick cocks, toes strokin' fast and firm.'
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Revy Debut

jigsaw_
AI art "Happy Carnival!"
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Happy Carnival!

octavian
AI art 'YOU WIN!!!' with user description '“Too long; didn’t read” (TL;DR) —> Huã, now Chun, continues to win and makes fame and fortune for herself. After being on top of the world with no one else left to beat, she embarks on a journey looking for a place to retire peacefully. In an unexpected turn of events she ends up in Waifu Bay. ✨🌟📚📕📗🔍📔📚📝🖇️🗒️📚🌟✨ And now for “THE READERS CLUB”!!! ✨🌟📚📕📗🔍📔📚📝🖇️🗒️📚🌟✨ Here are 3 chapters cramped into 1: 1. YOU WIN!!! - With Chun in her iconic ‘head bow - arms crossed’ wide stance 😍 (those thighs…..) 2. GOLDEN DAYS - Gold bikini and champagne party. I think she looks lovely in that black dress! 🤩 3. A NEW HOME - Grey bodysuit in a cold winters night. I wanted to recreate what I remember to be one of my favorite ‘YOU WIN’ celebrations in the game, the jumping throwing V sign celebration. The image I posted was the closest thing I could get —— Remember, I chose not to use ‘Reference Image’ in my creations. Nothing wrong with using it, I just love the thrill of ‘Prompt Bending’ —— Yes, that’s how I call it because I feel like Aang bending the prompts… 😋 You’ll find a few images of Chun fighting with a grey dress, dirty and scratched. Those images belong to the first draft I made before I decided to create the ‘Farmers’ Chun spends her time training with. Also for ‘A NEW HOME’ you’ll see Chun on a grey bodysuit on a ship and arriving to the docks of Waifu Bay. Those images where also created on the first draft where COLORS where not yet introduced as a timeline reference. In the new timeline arriving at the docks would have been ‘Black and gold bodysuit’ Black and gold meant she conquered the top. I believe those images looked cool so I wanted to share them with you. —————————————— - “I started to win bigger and better fights. One victory would led me to another, I traveled all over the world searching for the next opponent. Eventually I fought and conquered every street there was, one round at a time. Pretty soon I had made a name for myself on the streets. I even inspired other women to join the underground fighting scene.” - “I had made all the money I could EVER dream of…and probably even more. I had conquered the streets of the world. Fortune and fame smiled at me.” - “And then, after years of fuss and noise, all of a sudden - there was silence” - “Silence?” Asks Pearl. - “Yes, silence… silence INSIDE me. The urge for something had stopped. I didn’t crave attention nor recognition any more. And then it was clear… There was no more fighting to be done” - “So you could go back to Csaba…” Says Pearl. Madame Li goes silent for a while. - “Yes, that was the plan. (Pause) I DID go back and look for him, but…” —————————————— Dear reader, we won’t get to this now. I’ll save the Csaba full story for later. Thing is she did return to the Farmers but Csaba didn’t live there anymore. —————————————— - “I started looking for a quiet place to live. I traveled far and wide and what was at first a malfunction on a boat engine, turned out to be the detour that led me here, to Waifu Bay. The ship I was traveling on needed to make an emergency stop for engine repair so we docked here. That night I walked into THIS very bar only looking for a warm meal and a place to stay the night while they repaired the ship. Little did I know that the owner of the bar had been a fan of underground fighting so he recognized me the moment I walked in. He didn’t say anything at first, he just gave me a hot plate of food and we started talking” ⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️ @parda @gildenstein @bad77 @terror2 @onlyyouprod @dreamerofdreams @herlin @evoralan @barry915'
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YOU WIN!!!

warmicestudios
AI art "Poo poo pee doo"
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Poo poo pee doo

zuzul
AI art '🌟100th POST SPECIAL COMPILATION🌟' with user description 'HEEEEEEEELLO GUYS 🌟🌟🌟🌟 THIS IS MY 100th POST!!! For this special occasion i made a compilation with some of my favorite posts i made along the way! You can find here all yours (and mine) favourites and most iconic waifus! ❤️​ Nakano Miku, Raphtalia, Nagatoro, May, Frieren, Fern, Boa Hancock, Jasmine, Hinata, Asui, Toph and many more! Thank you guys for always supporting me i hope you will keep enjoy my content everyday ❤️​ Please share some love in the comment section of this post ❤️​'
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🌟100th POST SPECIAL COMPILATION🌟

herlin
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