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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
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Italian ocean view

zuzul
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🚗 Car girls

peterco
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Hinata is Perfect ❤️

blackhairedstudent
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Annie is Perfect ❤️

blackhairedstudent
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Beach Sluts (part 2)

jessienasher
AI art '👨🏻‍🤝‍👩🏻Just couples' with user description 'Still a little moody...'
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👨🏻‍🤝‍👩🏻Just couples

peterco
AI art 'Chapter#01, The Chosen: Yamaho. part 4.' with user description 'And don't forget, if you see something strange, it's because all of this is just a dream...'
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Chapter#01, The Chosen: Yamaho. part 4.

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AI art '😻 Procrastination, Thursday' with user description 'When you're in the office and you should be working (or at least pretending to be), but all you can think about is catgirls, boobs, pussies, summer and the beach 🏖️'
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😻 Procrastination, Thursday

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Freshman Year Fun

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Ariel (Disney)

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AI art 'Chapter 8: “Nurse Josephine”' with user description 'Suggested soundtrack for this chapter —> https://youtu.be/OqiHVct5MYE?si=DcvWvPYsNLjiAXzw ⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️ - “Well, I've… been a nurse for 6 years. Graduated from nursing school at Waifu University and started working ever since. My husband was a doctor here too, so I was used to spending most of my days here any way. After my husband died I would go home after work to an empty house, so I started taking extra shifts just to keep myself busy. Working kept my mind occupied and helping others gave me a purpose to get out of bed. Then something interesting happened… I realized how much faster patients healed when someone paid close attention to them. You see, sometimes people just need to know there is someone that cares for them. Sometimes they need to express love rather than receive it. Sometimes all they need is to talk, nothing more so I’m here for them. The wounds of the body usually start in the heart. There is no reason for me to be home any more, so I’m here all the time” - “If you don’t mind my asking… What happened to your husband? How… ?” - “He died during ‘The night of the 8’ He was on duty that night.” Detective Pearl was not expecting that answer. - “Oh! The Night of The Eight…” - "It was my day off but I got an emergency call from my husband. He didn’t have time to explain he just said: Hurry, we need extra hands! By the time I got here it was too late, the break-in had already happened” - ⁠”Yes, August 8th. We lost a lot of people that night…” Pearl answers. “I was on duty that night too. You see...I was the one who caught their leader" - ⁠”It was you?? You are the one who caught Octavian?!" FLASHBACK: A much younger officer Pearl holds up her gun against the enemy. - “Octavian, don’t make me do it!! Please, stop!” PRESENT TIME: - "Yes. I... caught… Octavian. That's how I got promoted to Detective 1st class" Pearl gets sidetracked by the memories, but immediately catches herself up and pulls herself back on track. - “Yes, I got that bastard. But I’m not here to talk about old ghosts. I’m here to talk about the patient you received last night” Her attitude and voice stiffs up. Almost as if forcing herself up to be serious and rude. - “Oh, yes, right… uhh, well, about 11:30 last night an ambulance brought in the subject. He was completely naked. No id, no wallet or anything to identify him but his long black hair and his tattoos.” - “Tattoos?” - “He had red flowers tattooed from his lower back all the way up his left shoulder and chest. Most of his body was scratched” - “Probably a large feline, said the report” - “At first we thought that , the size and depth of the marks could match that description but not the patterns. Large felines attack face and neck. It was his body that was injured, not the face and the scratches were in a random pattern. I think he was trying to get away and was running while being attacked. He was delusional and talking in his sleep. He mumbled things like: The lady from First Post, watch out - Lady from First Post - dangerous” - “Lady from first post?” Repeats Pearl. - “At least that’s what I understood. I could have heard wrong. Does it mean anything to you? Do you know what he’s talking about?” - “Lady from ‘FIRST POST’ dangerous… yes, I have an idea. Red Flower tattoos, long black hair. That would be Johnny Astor, he’s the kind of guy who likes to be in the wrong place at the wrong time” - “That’s all I could say, really. Because I was attending his wounds when he got up frantically and just ran away. He seemed really scared” Detective Pearl has all she needs. - “You have been really helpful Nurse Finnegan, thank you for your time” - “Please, call me Josephine” She smiles at Pearl. - “Josephine, thank you for your time” Pearl smiles back. Detective Pearl leaves the hospital. As she melts back into the city crowd the ghosts of the past creep back in. Images of ‘THAT’ night come back to her. FLASHBACKS: * “Octavian, don’t make me do it!! Please, stop!” She begs. “GET DOWN HERE, PLEASE!!” Tears roll down her face. * “Octavian, my love, if ANYTHING of what we had was real, I beg you to stop…” * “I’m sorry Pearly-boo” He says. * “Don’t … please …. Don’t make me do this…“ Raises the gun at him. “Turn yourself in, please!!! We can work something out TOGETHER! PLEASE!!!” She begs with all her heart. - “I’m sorry baby… it was never supposed to end this way…” - “NO OCTAVIAN!! NOOOOO!!!“ BANG!!!! The sound of ’THAT’ gun shot resonates inside Pearl still to this day. ⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️'
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Orihime Inoue

evoralan
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Ochaco-chan running

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pxnd
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Cute and Deadly

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pool

jlixard
AI art 'Mega Tokyo 2032 AD File 1.2: The Body from Pier 17 Part 3' with user description 'Case File 1.2: The Body from Pier 17 Part 3 Classified: Private After taking a shower, I take a moment to catch up on the news. They are reporting on the Aqua City incident and broadcasting the official statement from the USSD. I listen with only half an ear, as I still need to write the report on the case, and Akiko will be arriving soon. The glow of the holographic monitor makes me drowsy and I lose track of time... when suddenly, the doorbell rings. I quickly save my report and head to the door, it’s Akiko and she has brought the ingredients for dinner. As I open the door, her mouth curves into a smile as she bites her lower lip. Akiko: "Hey, Hana—you really didn't have to dress so sexily just for me." She says flatteringly. I look at her with tired eyes, not understanding what she means, until it suddenly dawns on me that I am clad in nothing but a tank top and panties. My face turns bright red as I invite her inside. Hana: "I'm so sorry! I was working right up until you got here. Why don't you go on into the kitchen and start prepping the food? I'll go get dressed in the meantime." Hana hurriedly leaves the hallway, fortunately, I already know my way around her apartment. It’s a shame, though, she really didn't need to put clothes on just for my sake. I head into the kitchen and set down the groceries I brought with me. Then I start washing the vegetables and look around for a cutting board. Once I’ve found one, I begin slicing the vegetables and meat for the curry. I can’t get the captivating image of her, all flushed and blushing, out of my head... A few moments later, Hana enters the kitchen, she is wearing a blue shirt and black leggings. Hana: "I'm back, Akiko! How can I help you?" Akiko: "Help me? Well, I do have an idea..." I say sweetly, setting down my knife, walking over to her, taking her hand, and pulling her close. God, I can’t control myself; I lean in and kiss her on her sweet mouth. Her lips are so tender, sending a wave of euphoria through me and I deepen the kiss. A soft gasp escapes her throat as I trail further kisses down the length of her neck. I begin to tenderly massage her breasts, it doesn’t take long before I’ve bared them completely. Hana: Akiko. Both her nipples are already hard, and I tease them playfully. Hana: Akiko? My hand trails down her stomach, reaching toward her... Hana: Akiko, what are you doing? I open my eyes and look into Hana’s confudsed face. I blush just as she does as I snap out of my daydream. Akiko: I... I... uh... I really need to use the Bathroom! I blurt out, rushing past her and into the bathroom... Hana: What on earth was that all about?! I shut the door behind me, I can’t believe that just happened. Oh God... my legs are damp from the wetness flowing from my core. I can’t help myself, I pull down my leggings, activate the "calibration mode" of my arms, and work my little pearl until I climax. What is she doing to me? Good grief, Akiko has been in the bathroom for twenty minutes now, and I’ve already finished cooking dinner. I set the food on the dining table and lay out the cutlery just as the bathroom door opens and Akiko returns. She looks exhausted. Hana: Come on, dinner’s ready. Akiko: I could really use that right now. We both sit down at the table and dig in. The curry is delicious, we both go back for seconds before finally finishing up. She clears away the dishes while I take a seat on the sofa. Now comes the part I’ve been dreading... She emerges from the kitchen and takes a seat across from me. Akiko: You wanted to talk to me about something, didn't you? Hana: Yes... I tell her what I can, her expression grows more troubled as I continue. As I reach the end, her face brightens once again. Akiko: I understand... at least he can't hurt you anymore. Thank you for talking to me about this. I'm sorry, but I really have to get going now. Hana: That's alright. Thank you for listening to me, Akiko. We exchange smiles as she stands up and heads toward the apartment door. I follow her as we say our goodbyes, and she gives me a wave before she leaves. You reached the end of this file. Don't forget to close it if you are finished.'
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Mega Tokyo 2032 AD File 1.2: The Body from Pier 17 Part 3

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AI art 'Summer is coming...' with user description 'Still loving this chubby blonde cutie. What kind of stuff do y'all want to see more of? I'm always down for suggestions.'
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Summer is coming...

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