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AI art "Nagatoro Slut ❤️"
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Nagatoro Slut ❤️

blackhairedstudent
AI art 'Kaguya Dark Fantasy' with user description 'The Sunday sun filtered through the stained glass of the chapel, casting vibrant hues of crimson and gold across Kaguya Shinomiya’s folded hands. To the world, she was the ice queen, the pinnacle of refinement and the heir to a trillion-yen empire. But as the final "Amen" echoed, her heart raced not with piety, but with the anticipation of the transformation that awaited her. She left the sanctuary with the grace of a saint, yet her thoughts were already descending into the dark, meticulously planned ritual she had commissioned to escape the suffocating weight of her own name. Once inside the secluded, soundproofed manor she kept hidden from the Shinomiya eyes, the transition began. The six men she had selected were chosen for their sheer physical presence and their willingness to strip away every layer of her dignity. They were the antithesis of the polished suitors her father favored. As she stood before them, still clad in her Sunday best, the psychological shift was instantaneous. The "Ice Queen" didn't just melt; she shattered. *This is what I am beneath the pearls,* she thought, her breath hitching as the first of them barked a command for her to drop to her knees. *Not an heir, not a genius. Just a creature meant to be used. A dog.* The contrast was the source of her ecstasy. Every Sunday morning, she was forced to be perfect—every word measured, every glance calculated. Here, in the dim light of the basement, she was forbidden from speaking unless it was a whimper of submission. As the men loomed over her, their shadows swallowing her small frame, Kaguya felt a profound sense of relief. The burden of being "Kaguya Shinomiya" was a crown of thorns; here, it was replaced by a collar. One of them roughly grabbed her hair, forcing her head back. "Time to work, Skank," he growled. Kaguya’s mind spun. *Yes. Call me that. Erase the Shinomiya. Erase the dignity.* The physical reality of the situation was a brutal, rhythmic onslaught. As they began to use her, focusing entirely on her back way to preserve the "purity" that her family so obsessively guarded for future political alliances, Kaguya’s internal monologue was a frantic loop of self-discovery. Each impact was a reminder that she possessed a body that could feel something other than the cold chill of expectation. She felt the heat of them, the smell of sweat and leather, and the overwhelming power they exerted over her. *I paid for this,* she reminded herself, a surge of pride mixing with her shame. *I am the one who orchestrated my own undoing. I am so powerful that I can buy my own powerlessness.* When the time came for the culmination of their efforts, Kaguya was guided toward the floor. Two heavy ceramic bowls sat there, mockingly labeled in bold, black letters: **SKANK** and **SLUT**. As they filled her with their collective heat, the command was given. She was to push it all out into the bowls—a physical manifestation of her being "emptied" of her status. Kaguya trembled on all fours, her muscles aching, her mind a haze of endorphins and adrenaline. As she watched the bowls fill, she felt a strange sense of accomplishment. This was the only thing she had ever produced that wasn't for the sake of the family business or academic excellence. It was raw, it was vile, and it was entirely hers. "Drink," another man commanded, his voice a low rumble behind her. As she lowered her face to the bowl, lapping at the contents like a common stray, she felt him enter her from behind, restarting the cycle of motion. The humiliation was a cold fire in her veins. *Look at the great Kaguya now,* she mocked herself. *Drinking from a dog bowl while being used like an animal. If they could see me now, the world would stop turning.* But that was the point. The world didn't see. Only these six men saw, and to them, she wasn't a Shinomiya; she was exactly what was written on the bowl. Every lap of her tongue, every jolt of her body against the man behind her, was a strike against the cage her life had become. She enjoyed it with a desperate, starving intensity. The fear of being caught was the seasoning that made the shame taste like wine. In these moments, she wasn't the girl who had to win every battle; she was the girl who had already lost everything, and in that loss, she found the only true freedom she had ever known. By the time the sun began to set, Kaguya was exhausted, her body marked and her pride nonexistent. But as she dressed herself in silence, preparing to return to the cold palace of her reality, she felt a quiet, simmering strength. She would be the perfect ice queen for six days, fueled by the memory of the Sunday when she was nothing more than a dog.'
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Kaguya Dark Fantasy

blackhairedstudent
AI art 'Nemona Lost A Battle' with user description 'I bounced through the academy woods with my huge energetic grin, long blonde hair swinging wildly as my coat flapped behind me. Suddenly this black-and-white bear popped out, holding some shiny Pokeballs with a mischievous smirk. "Hey hey! You there, bear guy! Those Pokeballs look super strong. Let's battle right now! It'll be so much fun, I promise!" Monokuma chuckled. I kept insisting playfully, leaning in with sparkling eyes. "Aww, don't be boring! Battling's the absolute best way to get stronger and make friends! Pleeease? One match!" He grinned slyly. "Alright, but if you lose, you do EVERYTHING I say. No backing out, no matter what." I laughed confidently and clapped my hands. "Deal! And if I win, you give me a powerful Pokémon and grant me anything I want too! Let's make this epic!" The battle was wild and intense. His legendary team—Eternatus, Zacian, Urshifu, Calyrex Shadow Rider, Groudon, Mega Raichu—completely overpowered mine no matter how hard I cheered and strategized. I lost on the final Pokémon. "Wow, you're really tough!" I said, hands on hips, still smiling brightly even in defeat. Monokuma's grin widened. "Now you do everything I say for a week. You're my sex slave." I blinked, laughing nervously while rubbing the back of my neck. "Whoa whoa, that's way too extreme! No way, bear guy!" He reminded me firmly of the "everything I say" deal. We negotiated back and forth, me trying to keep it light and easygoing. Finally I agreed, but with one big condition: my pussy virginity stays completely untouched. Only my ass. **First day.** Monokuma didn't touch me himself. Instead he called over some of his big-cocked friends. They were ruthless! Bent over in the hidden room, they took turns pounding my ass with raw power and rage for hours, stretching me deep and filling me without mercy. Pain mixed with intense sparks that made my head spin. *This is so crazy... I just wanted a fun battle with a weird bear, and now his friends are wrecking my ass like this! My body's trembling, but a deal's a deal!* Starving afterward, I panted with an awkward grin, "Food... I really need something to eat now!" Monokuma placed two dog bowls on the floor—one labeled "Free," the other "Slut." "They're empty!" I said, tilting my head cutely. "Fill them up. That's the only food you'll have all week," he ordered. I realized he meant the thick, warm cum dripping from my well-used asshole. *Ehh?! He wants me to eat all that cum straight from my own ass like a hungry puppy? This is super humiliating... but I lost fair and square, so I'm easygoing enough to handle it, right?* Blushing hard, I dropped to all fours and started scooping the sticky loads into the "Slut" bowl, licking it up with shy little moans. While I was eating, face buried in the bowl, Monokuma called more friends over. They grabbed my hips and shoved their big cocks back into my sore ass, thrusting hard to pump fresh "food" right into me as I swallowed. *Ahh! They're filling me up again while I'm still eating the last batch! It's so messy and warm, cum leaking everywhere as they pound deeper. My thoughts are spinning—I feel so ashamed, but there's this weird tingle building... I keep lapping it up like a good sport!* He kept the cycle going all day, calling different big-cocked guys to use my ass relentlessly while I ate. By mid-week, I was getting used to it. The humiliation started mixing with real excitement. Every time my bowls emptied, I'd look up eagerly, my easygoing smile turning a bit needy. *More... I need the next meal soon.* My ass felt constantly full and dripping, but I craved it now. One evening, as I licked the "Slut" bowl clean, I turned to Monokuma with flushed cheeks and said breathlessly, "Hey... call even more friends, okay? Each person has a different taste! I want to try all the flavors for my meals." *I can't believe I'm asking for this, but it's true—the salty, thick loads vary so much and I'm getting addicted to the variety. My body feels alive in this weird way!* The friends kept coming, pounding my ass raw in shifts, unloading deep inside so I always had fresh cum to scoop and devour on all fours. I became extremely anxious for the next "refeição," wiggling my hips impatiently whenever the bowls ran low. *Hurry up and fill me again... I need it so bad now. This started as a simple challenge, but now I'm loving being their cum-eating ass slut. The degradation just makes it hotter!* By the end of the week, my ass was sore but my spirit was buzzing with twisted satisfaction. After the last meal, I looked up at Monokuma with bright, hopeful eyes and asked, "So... after this week ends, can I come dine with you and your friends every weekend? Please? I really want to keep having these special meals!" Monokuma laughed as I waited anxiously for his answer, my easygoing nature now fully embracing the new craving.'
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Nemona Lost A Battle

blackhairedstudent
AI art "Akame ga Kill-Defeated"
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Akame ga Kill-Defeated

deathmask123
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hyeonnnnn
AI art 'Fern cum slut'
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Fern cum slut

valtek
AI art "The goodest of girls, Tohsaka Rin petplay"
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The goodest of girls, Tohsaka Rin petplay

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hyeonnnnn
AI art "❤️"
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❤️

adameric
AI art "Happy 3k @peterco!"

Happy 3k @peterco!

octavian
AI art "a good girl finishes her meal"
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a good girl finishes her meal

fiftytwo
AI art 'EP.0 Thank you, Makima' with user description '**WARNING SPOILER ALERT!** Continuing to read might give you a small spoiler about Makima’s true power that hasn’t been fully explained in the anime yet. If you’re too curious… proceed at your own risk. **The Birth of "M"** *(Special Chapter)* **One month before the first assault on Power.** Makima sat at her desk with a satisfied smile on her lips. Everything was going according to plan. The world was her chessboard, and she controlled every piece. «Power, go hunt that lesser devil. I’m taking the day off.» As soon as the girl left, Makima’s smile vanished. She had heard rumors about a dangerous individual: the **Null Demon**. Someone capable of nullifying other people’s powers. An unacceptable variable. She cut off all external contact and summoned the Future Devil. The creature appeared, laughing quietly. «Tell me where I can find him.» The devil only revealed a location and a time, asking for nothing in return. In his eyes shone cruel amusement. **That same evening.** Makima stepped out of her car on a deserted suburban street. She barely had time to look around before a dark figure attacked her from behind. A strong hand pinned her wrists behind her back, while the other clamped tightly over her mouth. Her shirt burst open, revealing her perfect breasts. The man licked her neck with lust. «Finally… I’ve been looking for you, Makima.» *Impossible…* she thought, eyes wide. *I can’t activate it. My control… it’s not working.* **Scene 3** The man dragged her into the van and quickly immobilized her: tight ropes around her breasts, hands bound behind her back, legs and ankles secured. He stuffed a cloth into her mouth and sealed it with multiple layers of silver duct tape. «I need you,» he muttered while driving. «Your power will be mine.» **In the secret hideout** He dragged her by the braid into a room and tied her firmly to a chair. On the table was already a photo of Power. «I need your power to control others,» he said calmly. «I’ll start with her once I’m done with you.» Makima stared at him with pure hatred. The man approached, yanked her braid back violently, and ripped the tape off her mouth. «You see… I can fill others with “Nothing”. When someone who has something meets my nothing, they temporarily lose everything. And this effect is much stronger… through my bodily fluids.» He grabbed her head with both hands and thrust his hard cock deep into her throat with one brutal motion. He fucked her face mercilessly until he came copiously, flooding her mouth. Cum overflowed from her nose and dripped heavily onto her lips and breasts. Makima, eyes wide open, could only think: *This… cannot be happening.* The man, still inside her mouth, smiled. «Now do you understand? You gave me your “Everything” and I won't be "Nothing" anymore. Your Control power is now mine. With it, I’ll be able to spread my Nothing even from a distance. As for you… as long as my seed remains on you, you are nothing but an ordinary girl.» He laughed loudly. «This is your new home, Makima. I need you as insurance.» Several months later. The man stood in front of a wall of monitors, observing his victims: Power, Kugisaki, Tatsumaki, Yoruichi, Ai and Momo. He turned toward a sealed room and opened the door. Makima was still there — bound, covered in his seed, but alive and well-fed. He approached, wrapped several layers of tape around her eyes, and left her on the floor. «You’ve been useful,» he said while writing on a note. He placed it beside her. "Thank you" it was written there. «Who knows… maybe someone will finally reach you.» He closed the door and left. Makima remained alone in the darkness, two burning thought echoing in her mind: Love/Adoration for someone that was able to dominate her. End of Special Chapter'
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EP.0 Thank you, Makima

kaxeld
AI art 'Domesticated'
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Domesticated

lumpyyai
AI art 'Performance Under Duress' with user description 'It was bad enough that Brindi's village was conquered by the evil Queen Ember. When the queen was told about Brindi, she demanded that Brindi be brought before her. "So, you're a freak, are you not? How interesting." A cruel smile appeared on Queen Ember's face. "Freak, I want you to demonstrate your... ability. See yon golden bowl? I command you to fill the bowl with your, let's call it, essence. Do this, and I may let you live, so that you can... entertain me."'

Performance Under Duress

saltymajor778
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valtek
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aitigrex
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straycat9982
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valtek
AI art "akumu (Serika)"
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akumu (Serika)

tacks0540
AI art "Citlali eating cum"
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Citlali eating cum

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