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Arte de IA "From mermaid to maid."
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From mermaid to maid.

zuzul
15
Arte de IA
9

Sem título

konith
2
Arte de IA 'CBW - Cherry Bomb' com descrição do usuário 'Cherry Bomb had spent nearly an hour hiding in a corner of the club, a glass she'd barely touched in her hand, watching her friends from a distance — each of them already lost in their own night. Nana-Cha was laughing on the couch in the back, Mika had disappeared a while ago, and Vesper — well, no need to even ask. And there she was, still feeling out of place, exactly like she'd predicted. "Knew this wasn't my thing," she muttered to herself, fidgeting with the rim of her glass. "I disagree," said a familiar voice. @octavian approached with that unhurried calm of his, leaning against the wall beside her, following her gaze toward the dance floor. "You've been hiding here all night," he said, not judging, just noting it. "Why?" "Because this isn't me. They were born for this. I just... I don't know. I feel like I'm wearing clothes that aren't mine." Octavian smiled, tilting his head to look at her directly. "You know why I insisted so much on you coming tonight, Cherry?" She shook her head, unsure. "Because you don't need to be like them to belong here. In fact" — he leaned in a little closer, lowering his voice — "that shyness of yours is exactly what makes me want to give you all my attention tonight." Cherry felt the heat rise to her cheeks, the instinct to look away fighting against the urge to hold his gaze. "You don't have to say that just to make me feel better." "I'm not saying it for that," Octavian gently took the glass from her hand, setting it aside, and offered his own in its place. "I'm saying it because it's true. Come. Let me show you that you can enjoy this too, your own way." She hesitated only a second before taking his hand. "If this goes badly, it's your fault," she said, a nervous smile finally breaking through. "Deal," he led her away from the corner, not toward the crowded dance floor, but toward a quieter part of the VIP area, where the noise of the club felt distant. "Here. Just you and me. No crowds, no pressure. We just have to see which version of you shows up when no one else is watching." Cherry looked at him, surprised he'd noticed exactly what she needed without her having to ask. "Maybe... tonight isn't such a bad idea after all," she admitted, letting his hand hold hers a little more firmly. "It never was," Octavian said, with a smile that promised they were only just getting started.'
30

CBW - Cherry Bomb

cef_ultra
30
Arte de IA "Serena"
6

Serena

zerogroupe21
3
Arte de IA 'Position Challenge' com descrição do usuário 'Tbh I'm impressed with the amount of abominations I created during this challenge. Oh my lord AI can get really into body horror. @artfx85 thanks for including me in the challenge is was really fun to have a new goal like this. Hope some of this images are interesting.'
9

Position Challenge

cef_ultra
28
Arte de IA 'Erin's playthings' com descrição do usuário 'She loves finding a corruptible innocent girl to play with @goobygubby @terror2 @cef_ultra @octavian @warmicestudios @bad77 @barry915 @jlixard @zesoul @zerogroupe21 @smut317 @gildenstein @heihund @casca_kirei-onna @reptorn @a_casual_prompter @artfx85 @azariel'
5

Erin's playthings

cro_bo
15
Arte de IA 'An appreciation for Psylocke.'
7

An appreciation for Psylocke.

ulyth
3
Arte de IA "Congratulations my dear Parda!!! 💋💋💋"
16

Congratulations my dear Parda!!! 💋💋💋

bad77
34
Arte de IA 'Wedding Night And Lucky Fellas' com descrição do usuário 'Didnt expect everyone to fight over Carmine, but what can you say she is a lovely girl, I have tagged the first comments on who chose who and didnt want to have people too greedy, Some people missed out on their choice and some girls didnt get picked but doesnt mean they didnt find fun on their wedding night. @hollenwulf @peterco @casca_kirei-onna @heihund @bad77 @parda @goobygubby @saltymajor778 1# - Carmine @cro_bo @azariel couldnt have them fighting so you can share 2# - Violet Blade @smut317 3# - Lysandra @varcolac 4# - Odessa 5# - Sapphira @gildenstein 6# - Gwyndolyn 7# - Leia Lux @a_casual_prompter 8# - Caltine @reptorn 9# - Aerith @terror2 10# - Millie @zesoul 11# - Elvina @octavian'
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Wedding Night And Lucky Fellas

zerogroupe21
14
Arte de IA

Sem título

shadouw
1
Arte de IA "Chel collection"
25

Chel collection

owyerd
Arte de IA "Asui goes to the swimming pool"
11

Asui goes to the swimming pool

herlin
2
Arte de IA "Rio (Blue Archive) - virgin killer sweater"
25

Rio (Blue Archive) - virgin killer sweater

qwertop
Arte de IA "Captain Nemesis is CRAZY"
15

Captain Nemesis is CRAZY

octavian
2
Arte de IA 'Many hands make light work.' com descrição do usuário 'Ash, Misty, and Brock have reached Red Rock Island, where they plan to participate in the Whirlpool Cup. While exploring the town, they encounter a boy with several Remoraid and Octillery. He wants to battle Ash as preparation for the Whirlpool Cup. When Misty sees the many tentacles of the Pokémon, she mentally prepares herself to be fucked in every hole.'
10

Many hands make light work.

greymaker
Arte de IA 'Noir City - The Black Book' com descrição do usuário '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...'
26

Noir City - The Black Book

kendarfulgrim
11
Arte de IA "You TOYED with the wrong one, Miss Nagatoro!"
20

You TOYED with the wrong one, Miss Nagatoro!

octavian
2
Arte de IA "Office Lady's locker room fun"
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Office Lady's locker room fun

salazar01
1
Arte de IA "Jungle trouble part 2"
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Jungle trouble part 2

bian1981gt
1
Arte de IA
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Sem título

chainny