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AI art 'Ankha & Tara as inspired by YOU TOO!' with user description 'About 3 weeks ago, Octavian made a post honoring 10 of the most creative minds on BetterWaifu. I was very honored to be included in that list and after I made a post to honor them back, I decided to share the love even further and feature 10* more creators who inspire me on BetterWaifu. I went through everybody's accounts and picked out my personal favorites to pay tribute to. I adhered to the 3 golden rules originally set by Octavian: 1) If there was a remix, I remixed it. 2) If there was no prompt, I made my own interpretation. 3) NO REFERENCE SHOT. Last time I only picked out 1 image per creator. This time I wanted to include as much material as possible, so now it's 3 different posts per person! 🤯 I randomized the order, so it's not from best to worst or anything like that. If you see anything you like, please check out the original creator's account and give them a follow! #1 - 3: @thoughtzi - A Small Show of Gratitude - Eye Candy - A Wild Waifusaurus I really enjoy your posts about the internationally celebrated days of [insert thing to celebrate]. I love how random they can get! International Tiara Day? World Thick Shake Day!? Who even decides these things!? 😂 #4 - 6: @shoon1234 - outdoor showering (shower show) - naked library - no locker room The world you create inside your posts always makes me laugh! It's very funny to think about how these 'What if...?' scenarios would turn out in the real world! #7 - 9: @smut317 - Warmicestudios Congrats on Getting 2K Followers - Introducing Annie - 100 Followers Anything involving your OC Ouka always gets my complete attention! She gives off such a nice and sweet vibe, but she also isn't afraid of using her body to get what she wants! 😍 #10 - 12: @usagi77 - When the love potion works a little too well… - Level Grinding - Fruit Girls Your recent series in which we got to date all your OC's was phenomenal and criminally underviewed! Of course I also enjoyed your previous posts but I think these dates were all pulled off tremendously! ❤️❤️❤️ #13 - 15: @gildenstein - Cyberpunk Hana Backstory Part 5 - Just calling a good friend - Neon light Hana You've allowed me the honor of working with some of your OC's before and I'm truly grateful to you! I'm generally not really a big fan of cyberpunk, but your 'Mega Tokyo 2032 AD' series actually got me interested in a cyberpunk story for once. If that's not a sign of greatness, I don't know what is! #16 - 18: @grumshanks_bigman - Untitled - Untitled - Untitled I think I'm allowed to call myself the No.1 Ankha appreciater on BetterWaifu, but you are definitely the biggest Shantae fan on this platform! You upload images of her almost daily and I think they are all very high quality! Recently you've started creating videos as well and I don't think there's a single bad one in there! I do think it's unfortunate you don't name your posts though. Maybe you could name them like like: 'Shantae fellatio (1)' and 'Shantae & Rottytops tentacle fucked (4)'. They don't all have to be original names. Just a way for viewers (like me) to tell them apart. 😉 #19 - 21: @deathmask123 - Furries - Love is War- War over - Drowzee Hunting- *series in general* For the longest time I had been trying to recreate the style in your posts without any luck. I was so jealous of how your 'dark rooms' looked like, well... actually dark rooms! 😂 That is, until I finally found the secret sauce when putting this post together! I love all your 'Drowzee Hunting' posts! They can be very hot, creepy and funny at the same time! #22 - 24: @eric_pulgar - cant hold anymore! (1) - selfie! - beach day (4) I don't think you've shared your OC's names yet, but I love all the little scenes you put the two pink haired girls in! It's all very vanilla, but you prove that this doesn't have to mean that it's boring! #25 - 27: @doggomage - Miki The Punk - Miki Strikes Again - Mind Controlled Girl Miki's posts are some of my favorites on the entirety of BetterWaifu! I just had to dedicate more than one of the images to her story! I also wanted to pay honor to Hana, but neither Ankha's nor Tara's bodies were a good representation of her, eh... completeness? 😅 #28 - 30: @ririfake - Untitled - Untitled - Hidden sex? Wow! Just wow! So many wonderful pieces to choose from! Your posts always immediately stand out from the rest because of their colorful and artistic nature! You've introduced me to so many girls inspired by animals and monsters I didn't even know existed! While you title some of your posts, most of them are still untitled unfortunately. Like I mentioned before, a title helps a lot in differentiating your posts from one another. They don't all have to be completely different names. Just number them if you don't want to think up a lot of different titles for your monster girls! *My stupid monkey brain screwed up, because I actually planned to include 1 more creator in here. @happo's images will be in a separate post. I'm very sorry! 😖'
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Ankha & Tara as inspired by YOU TOO!

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AI art 'The New redhed.' with user description 'Chose your favorite! Even if is not redhead.'
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The New redhed.

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AI art "Welcome to Hell"
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Welcome to Hell

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AI art "Ankha's urges"
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Ankha's urges

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AI art "🏳️‍🌈 Journey Across The Rainbow 🏳️‍🌈"
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🏳️‍🌈 Journey Across The Rainbow 🏳️‍🌈

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AI art 'A glitch in the bloodline. ⚡⛓️' with user description 'Hanna breathes in, Yuki breathes out. It’s a closed circuit, a high-voltage trap that doesn't need an audience to stay lit. We’ve ripped the silk and sharpened the edges until the air between them started to bleed neon. This isn't a pose; it’s a synchronized heartbeat. One is the trigger, the other is the recoil. If you step too close to the screen, you might just feel the shock. They aren't just sisters—they’re a fever you can't wake up from.'
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A glitch in the bloodline. ⚡⛓️

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AI art 'Noir City - The Black Book' with user description '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...'
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Noir City - The Black Book

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AI art 'Ankha's Nightmares (Chapter 3)' with user description 'Here's the next chapter in Ankha's story! I hope you'll all enjoy it! ❤️ Previous chapters: 1) https://betterwaifu.com/post/grjrepy 2) https://betterwaifu.com/post/bf8emh3 2½) https://betterwaifu.com/post/ckfd5yr — Story time — For the past few weeks, Ankha had been haunted by nightmares almost every night. This dark, stormy evening was no exception. She stood frozen in that dreadful basement, her heart pounding as her eyes darted desperately around the dim space. There was no sign of Nagatoro or any of the other girls that were there before. She tried to call for help, but her voice refused to work. Just as she began to think she was alone, a flicker of movement caught her eye in the corner. Ankha spun around. A swarm of eerie, pale hands was crawling toward her—from the floor, the walls, even the ceiling. The horrifying image of that black-and-white bear flashed through her mind. She turned to run, but the hands were faster. One clamped around her ankle, yanking her off balance. She hit the ground hard, and more hands immediately seized her arms, legs, and torso. “No… let me go!” she tried to scream, but only a choked whimper escaped. The hands rolled her onto her back, pinning her down as several fingers crept toward her face. They forced their way into her mouth just as she finally managed to let out a blood-curdling scream. Ankha jolted awake, her own scream still echoing in her ears. She was drenched in cold sweat, tears streaming down her cheeks. Before she could even catch her breath, a sharp knock sounded at her bedroom door. “Ankha? Ankha!” Tara’s worried voice called from the hallway. “Is everything okay? We heard a scream!” With trembling hands, Ankha opened the door. Tara and her brother Terror2 stood there, both looking alarmed. The moment Tara saw Ankha’s tear-streaked face and shaking body, she stepped forward and pulled her into a tight hug. “You’re okay… you’re safe,” Tara whispered, rubbing her back gently. Terror2 lingered awkwardly in the doorway. “What happened? Is she hurt?” Tara shot him a firm look over Ankha’s shoulder and jerked her head toward the hall, silently telling him to leave. He opened his mouth to protest, but after a moment he sighed. “Alright… I’ll be in my room if you need me.” He closed the door quietly behind him. Ankha clung to Tara, her sobs slowly easing. When she finally pulled back a little, Tara guided her over to the bed and sat beside her. “Talk to me,” Tara said softly. “What was it this time?” Ankha wiped her eyes with a shaky breath. “It’s the same nightmare again… that horrible basement. There were hands everywhere—coming out of the walls, the floor… They grabbed me and I couldn’t get away. And that bear… it always feels so real. I haven’t slept properly in weeks, Tara. I don’t know what to do anymore.” “Oh, Ankha…” Tara’s voice was full of sympathy. She squeezed her friend’s hand. “I wish I could make them stop. Have you tried anything that might help?” “Nothing works,” Ankha whispered, her voice cracking again. “I’m so tired…” Tara thought for a moment, then brightened. “Wait—I have a friend who might be able to help with this kind of thing. I’ll send her a message right now.” She started to stand, but Ankha quickly grabbed her wrist. “Please… don’t go,” she begged, eyes wide with fear. “Just stay with me a little longer.” Tara paused, then smiled gently. “I was only going to grab my phone from my room… but it can wait until morning.” She glanced at the bed. “Is there room for me here too?” Ankha’s face softened with relief. She nodded quickly. “There’s plenty of space. Thank you so much, Tara. You’re the best friend I could ever ask for.” The two girls talked quietly for a while longer—about lighter things, silly memories, and anything that might chase the darkness away—until they eventually drifted off side by side. This time, Ankha found herself floating in a sea of soft pink clouds. Everything felt warm and gentle. Without even thinking, beautiful wings sprouted from her back, and she soared through the fluffy sky. All the fear from her earlier nightmare had vanished completely. For the first time in weeks, she felt safe and at peace—all thanks to her best friend Tara. — To be continued — Thank you all for reading! I really struggled to put a sexy scene in this chapter of Ankha's story. I didn't want it to feel forced, so in the end all I could do was add in a nice ending image. (Still not NSFW though... 😓) I promise the next chapter in Ankha's story will feature a lot more naked skin! (...or fur?) I hope you can still get some enjoyment out of this post @blackhairedstudent, god bless your soul. I pray for your account everyday! 😘 And lastly, let me tag everyone else as well! 🥰 @zerogroupe21 @doggomage @usagi77 @thoughtzi @octavian @heihund @cef_ultra @warmicestudios @parda @bad77 @barry915 @cro_bo @zesoul @onlyyouprod @smut317 @gildenstein @reptorn @goobygubby @peterco @a_casual_prompter'
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Ankha's Nightmares (Chapter 3)

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AI art 'Ada in china dress'
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Ada in china dress

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AI art "[REPOST/REVAMP] - Office lady all nighter part 2"
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[REPOST/REVAMP] - Office lady all nighter part 2

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AI art 'Mavis with Double Twintails'
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Mavis with Double Twintails

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Contaminated by evil

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AI art "🏳️‍🌈 Rainbow-Haired Waifus 🏳️‍🌈"
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🏳️‍🌈 Rainbow-Haired Waifus 🏳️‍🌈

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AI art "Love Live Magazine Photoshoots"
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Love Live Magazine Photoshoots

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AI art "Lucina bunny girl"
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Lucina bunny girl

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AI art 'Loona_(hellofa boss)' for prompt: '1furry, Loona, grey fur, medium perky breasts, upper 1/3 of frame, pierced ears, demonic clothes, fishnets, loose fitting black crop top, pleated checkered miniskirt, big ass, looking at viewer, seductive, kneeling open legs,(good dog pose), clothing tattered, completely covered nipples,lewd, sweaty, submissive, hellhound, red eyes, sharp teeth, pentagram background, Enochian wards, sigils, runes'
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Loona_(hellofa boss)

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AI art 'Rapunzel (Disney) x Sindel (Mortal Kombat)' with user description 'Rapundel Rapundel was not born a helpless princess locked in a tower—she was born into a kingdom steeped in ancient magic, where royal blood carried power tied to voice, will, and soul. Her mother, the queen, possessed a legendary ability: a voice that could command, shatter, and enchant. It was said her song could calm storms—or unleash them. When the queen died under mysterious circumstances, that power did not vanish. It passed to Rapundel. But she was only an infant, and such power was dangerous in untrained hands. Fearing what she might become—or what others might turn her into—the royal court hid the truth. A secret faction within the kingdom conspired to contain her, staging her disappearance and placing her in isolation under the watch of a false caretaker. The tower was never meant to protect Rapundel. It was meant to suppress her. As she grew, her magic manifested not through her voice alone, but through her hair—long, radiant strands acting as conduits for her latent power. Each golden thread held echoes of her lineage, capable of healing, controlling, or even draining life depending on her will. But without knowledge of her heritage, her abilities remained unstable… emotional… reactive. Like Sindel, her true strength was tied to identity—and memory. For years, whispers haunted her—fragments of lullabies that felt more like commands, dreams of a throne she had never seen, and a voice within her own that did not feel entirely her own. It wasn’t until a moment of intense fear and anger that her power erupted. The tower trembled. The air screamed. Her hair lashed out like living energy, and for the first time, she heard it— Her true voice. Not soft. Not gentle. Commanding. In that moment, something awakened—not just power, but presence. The spirit of her mother, bound within her bloodline, began to surface. Whether it was guidance, possession, or something in between… Rapundel could not tell. What she did know was this: She was never meant to be hidden. As she stepped beyond the tower, her journey was no longer about escape—it was about reclamation. Of her throne. Of her identity. Of the truth behind her mother’s death. And like Sindel, she would learn that her voice was not just a gift— It was a weapon. One that could bring kingdoms to their knees… or raise them from ruin.'
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Rapunzel (Disney) x Sindel (Mortal Kombat)

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