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

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The Hunger: Walpurgis Night [1 of 4]

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AI art "A Nightclub Memory"

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A Nightclub Memory

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AI art 'Magic Potions (Chapter 4)' with user description 'Hi everyone! Here's chapter 4 in Ankha & Tara's story!

— Story time —

Tara finally got hold of her old friend, who might be able to help with Ankha’s nightmares. She lives far away, but she offered them to stay at her dorm room for the weekend once exams were finished.

“Hey, Ankha—wake up. We’re almost there.”

Ankha stirred in the passenger seat and blinked at the coastal city spreading across the horizon.

“Whoa. She lives THERE? Why have we never visited?”

“Because it took ten hours,” Tara said, voice teasing. “Not that you noticed. You were dead to the world the whole way.”

“Sorry. First decent sleep I’ve had in weeks. Credit to your driving, I guess.”

Just before they reached the city limits the car's navigation started acting up.

“Connection lost? Great. Please help me look, Ankha. She said the academy has a huge clock tower.”

After more than an hour of circling, they finally spotted it. They parked and walked toward the imposing building, stopping under the carved sign.

“College of the Magical Arts,” Ankha read. “That explains why you never told me what she studies. You sure this is a good idea?”

“No turning back now.”

Inside they found a vast library hall. Ankha looked around, disappointed.

“I expected something more… magical? This just looks like a regular library.”

Tara ignored the comment and asked for directions to the dorms. Soon they stood in front of a red door marked 'R. Caldwell'.

Tara knocked. The door drifted open. “Runie? We’re here!”

No answer. They stepped inside. Shelves full of glass bottles with brightly colored liquids lined the walls.

“Are all of these magic potions?” Ankha whispered.

“Don’t touch anything. We have no idea what they do.”

Ankha wandered anyway—until a small green slime bounced into view on a desk.

“Tara, look! He’s adorable!” She poked it gently. The slime jiggled happily.

“I JUST said don’t touch anything! It could be dangerous!”

“Dangerous? This cutey?” Ankha kept poking.

“Maybe we should leave a note and come back later.”

As Tara reached for a pen, the door creaked again. A girl in a purple witch outfit stood in the doorway.

“RUNIE!”

“TARA!”

They collided in a tight hug.

“How were exams?”

“Mostly fine—I’ll explain later. You’re over an hour late. I thought you’d gotten lost inside the acadamy, so I went looking.”

“My navigation died the second we hit the city. We had to find this place the hard way.”

“That tracks. Tech’s been acting weird lately. Something in the air, maybe.” Runie turned to Ankha with a bright smile. “And you must be Ankha. Nice to meet you! I see you’ve already made friends with Gooey. He’s usually shy around strangers.”

“Hi, Runie. Thanks for having us. So the little guy's name is Gooey, huh?”

At the sound of his name the slime launched itself off the desk. Ankha yelped, stumbled backward, and crashed into a shelf. A purple bottle tipped and poured its contents over her.

Purple smoke exploded outward. When it cleared, Ankha’s ears and tail were gone. Her fur had vanished. She stared at her suddenly smooth, human hands in horror.

“What—where are my ears? My tail? My FUR?”

Runie clapped a hand over her mouth. “Don’t panic! I have a reverse potion somewhere—Oh, why don’t I ever label these?” She scrambled through bottles. “Orange? No, that's for underwater breathing… Maybe this white one?" She snifs at the bottle and her face quickly sours. "Nope! That's the milk I forgot to finish last week—ugh—aha!” She grabbed a round yellow flask and spun around.

As she started to walk over to Ankha, her foot caught the carpet and she pitched forward. The bottle flew from her hand and smashed square in Tara’s face.

Yellow smoke bloomed. When it faded, Tara stood transformed into a full lioness-girl—mane, tail, claws, and all.

Ankha took one look and burst into helpless laughter, tears streaming down her face. “It even took your clothes! That expression when the bottle hit your face was priceless!”

Tara’s ears flattened. She turned to Runie, who was still searching the floor for her glasses.

“Runie, are any of these potions dangerous?”

“N-no! We’re not allowed to keep harmful ones in the dorms, but—”

“That's all I needed to know.”

Tara seized an open red potion and flung it at Ankha. Red smoke erupted. Ankha emerged as a scarlet demongirl. And now her clothes were gone too.

“Hey! That was on purpose!”

“You think? Not so funny now, is it?” Tara grabbed another bottle and dumped it over herself. Blue smoke swirled; she became a sleek water sprite.

The two of them stalked toward each other, already arguing about whose fault the whole mess was. Runie finally found her glasses, stood up, and surveyed the chaos of the spilled potions, and the two furious, transformed girls in the middle of her dorm room.

She let out a long, weary sigh. This wasn't how she'd envisioned reuniting with her dear friend after such a long time...

— To be continued —

A big thank you to @usagi77 for allowing me to work with his OC Runie! ❤️'

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Magic Potions (Chapter 4)

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AI art 'Wet T-Shirt Challenge 💦👕' with user description '@peterco may not have announced it as a challenge, but since everyone’s jumping in, I’m obviously joining too! 🌦️👕

When the rain hits… and the shirt gets wet 😏

@octavian @warmicestudios @smut317 @gildenstein @casca_kirei-onna @heihund @bad77 @a_casual_prompter @parda @terror2 @hollenwulf @varcolac @zerogroupe21 @goobygubby @cro_bo @saltymajor778 @zesoul @azariel'

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Wet T-Shirt Challenge 💦👕

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AI art "The Legend of Dalia: Rise of the Pleasure Vicar"

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The Legend of Dalia: Rise of the Pleasure Vicar

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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

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AI art '🥳 @zuzul 4000 followers' with user description 'Congrats, @zuzul, you made it! 🎉🎉🎉

You inspired me to "one breast out" Oops! Moment, so enjoy your 4k Party! 🥳

@warmicestudios @bad77 @parda @octavian @cef_ultra @zesoul @kendarfulgrim @barry915 @zesoul @dreamerofdreams @terror2 @onlyyouprod @herlin @norsedemonlord @blackhairedstudent @jlixard'

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🥳 @zuzul 4000 followers

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AI art 'Chapter #03 THE MANSION OF FETISHES. Part 1.' with user description 'A distant relative of Mireya entrusted her to go to the old abandoned family mansion, because her grandfather had hidden the family relic in the mansion, but they did not expect what they would find.
The girls arrived at the mansion and split up to search. Alison went to the rooms upstairs, when suddenly she was attacked by fetishist ghost neighborhoods.
Thank you for reading, I hope you like it.'

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Chapter #03 THE MANSION OF FETISHES. Part 1.

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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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AI art "You made me go back to my first job...Seriously?"

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You made me go back to my first job...Seriously?

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AI art 'GILDE500 The videogame' with user description '@gildenstein my friend, congratulations 🎉👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼 on your 500, I love your work so so so much 🥳🥂🍾🎁😘💋'

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GILDE500 The videogame

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AI art 'Adventure Is On It's Way' with user description '@octavian @peterco @warmicestudios @smut317 @gildenstein @cef_ultra @casca_kirei-onna @heihund @bad77 @a_casual_prompter @parda @terror2 @hollenwulf @varcolac @goobygubby @cro_bo @saltymajor778

I would like to give a shout to @ririfake as it was their post that inspired me to get my girls into some adventure

I also realised I never named alot of them SO here are their names and classes

1# - Odessa
2# - Elvina
3# - Violet Blade
4# - Lysandra
5# - Carmine
6# - Aerith
7# - Sapphira
8# - Caltine
9# - Gwyndolyn
10# - Leia Lux'

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Adventure Is On It's Way

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AI art "RE: OC Pool Party! Tara's debut!"

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RE: OC Pool Party! Tara's debut!

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Can AI Create Art?

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AI art 'My Milk Academia' with user description 'Leave a comment if you like what you see :)'

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My Milk Academia

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AI art "Order of the Rose Gold Knights"

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Order of the Rose Gold Knights

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AI art 'Chapter #02 "GAMES OF MORPHEUS". Evelyn. part 28.'

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Chapter #02 "GAMES OF MORPHEUS". Evelyn. part 28.

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AI art 'The Price of Lies: Legend of Dalia' with user description 'It's been one week since Princess Dalia was blessed with the power of the Vicar. As the Pleasure Vicar, any sexual act she performed amplified the sensations a dozen fold. She was a near holy figure in court, much to the dismay of the other court ladies who saw thier influence wane with her arrival.

Once such woman was Lady Heather, lady-in-waiting to Queen Consort Margaret. Heather met Dalia and thought she could spread rumors about her. She dismissed her gift as simple parlor magic - a low born woman from the Casi tribe could never be a Vicar. But Heather made the mistake of telling the wrong maiden and word got to the High Chancellor Sarah who sent the guards after her.

She was collected by the Royal Guards who disguised thier punishment under the ruse of a simple gathering of high ladies. Then, without warning, the strongest snatched Heather by the face.

"Lies in the court, Lady Heather? You know what happens to liars." He growled.
Before she could respond, she was dragged to the dungeon. There was no bindings - none were needed. In this kingdom, the rules were understood and the were absolute.

Heather paid the price as fifteen knights took turns on her. Over the next four hours, she was a plaything, holes filled as knights pumped cum into her over and over. After they were done, the knight captain simply stood over her.

"Go clean yourself up. The Queen Consort needs attention." He said and departed with his knights.

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While Heather was being punished below, Princess Dalia was paying her tribute to the King in the throne room.

King Korliss wanted to know first hand the full power of the Pleasure Vicar. Dalia rode his lordy shaft on the throne. He was massive, much bigger than the small dicks she was used to at the tavern. Her powers activated, sending the king into orgasm after orgasm - his mighty cock went flaccid, a feat no one had seen before.

"By the Goddess, you are amazing, Dalia," Korliss said, spent. "The prophecy is true. The Vicars do have the power to fix this kingdom."
"Prophecy?" Dalia asked.
"Yes. Seek out High Priestess Lily. She can explain more." The King ordered.

Dalia left the throne room, dripping and satisfied. Her quest had begun.'

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The Price of Lies: Legend of Dalia

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Rave collection

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