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AI art '✉️ Message to @warmicestudios and Detective Pearl' with user description 'You will never CATch us! Greetings from ... CATalonia (@octavian inspired me) 😏 If anyone objects to this marriage, speak now or forever hold your pussy, I mean peace 😁'
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✉️ Message to @warmicestudios and Detective Pearl

peterco
AI art "Walkies with Anya"
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Walkies with Anya

zesoul
AI art "Magazine Cover: Shade"
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Magazine Cover: Shade

cef_ultra
AI art "🥳 @octavian's 1000 followers"
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🥳 @octavian's 1000 followers

peterco
AI art 'Fern ❤️' with user description 'The night air in the Northern Lands was sharp enough to draw blood, a biting chill that usually signaled the presence of something ancient and hungry. Frieren sat by a dying campfire, her eyes fixed on a tattered map, while Fern stood in the long shadows cast by the ruins they had claimed for the night. The silence between them was heavy, broken only by the occasional crackle of wood. "Mistress Frieren," Fern began, her voice steady despite the rapid, frantic pounding of her heart against her ribs. "The demon terrorizing this province is not a simple predator. My investigations confirmed a much more disturbing reality. He doesn't just kill for sustenance; he obsesses. He has a fixation—a fetish—for you. He has been enslaving human girls, styling their hair to match yours, and forcing them into a life of servitude in his sanctum. But he doesn't just want a copy. He wants the Legend." Frieren looked up, her green eyes reflecting the fading embers. "It's a troublesome trap, Fern. A mana-dampening field like the one surrounding his lair makes a direct magical assault suicide. We should wait for him to emerge for his next hunt." "We don't have time. Another girl was taken tonight, and the villagers say his 'consecration' rituals usually end in the victim's death once his obsession fades," Fern countered, stepping fully into the light. "I have studied his patterns. He lets his guard down only during the act of intimacy. He enters a trance of pure, hedonistic focus where his mana suppression falters. This is the only way, Mistress. I look enough like you that in the dim, incense-heavy light of his lair, he won't know the difference. I will go in. I will endure him, and when he is at his most vulnerable—at the very moment of his release—I will execute him with a point-blank Zoltraak." Frieren’s eyes narrowed. "Fern, do you truly understand the gravity of this? He is a monster of the old era." "I am a mage," Fern said, her eyes burning with resolve. "My body is a tool for the peace of this land. Please... let me protect the people." The demon’s sanctum smelled of old parchment, sulfur, and a heavy, cloying musk. Fern, her hair styled with painstaking precision to mimic her mentor’s, was not shackled; the demon preferred his "Frieren" to be a willing participant in his fantasy. He was a towering figure of darkness, but as he approached her, his movements were surprisingly slow, almost reverent. "Frieren..." the demon whispered, his clawed hand gently stroking her hair. "Finally, the Silver Witch of the South is mine to mold." He dropped to his knees before her, his touch almost tender as he pressed against her lips. Fern closed her eyes and opened her mouth, accepting him. She gagged slightly as the sheer, demonic size of him filled her, but the demon was patient, moving with a rhythmic, gentle suction that forced her to accommodate his staggering girth. When he was satisfied, he lifted her onto a stone altar. He moved with a steady, agonizingly slow pressure as he entered her anal passage first. The stretch was immense, a monstrous fullness that made her vision swim, but as he began to move, his pace was hypnotic. He then shifted, guiding his length into her pussy while maintaining a physical connection to her rear with his hands. Soon, he was using both her anal and vaginal paths continuously, a deep, rhythmic movement that filled her entire core with a dark, pulsating heat. The sensation began to change. Against her will, Fern felt her body betraying her mission. The slow, rhythmic friction and the demon's unnatural warmth were too much for her mortal nerves to ignore. She reached her first climax, a silent, shaking peak. The demon hammered into her, but it wasn't a brutal assault—it was a deep, soul-shaking connection. Fern reached a second, even more violent climax as he continued his steady, gentle pace, her body arching off the stone in a spasm of pure pleasure. Finally, the demon’s breathing hitched. His movements became frantic as he reached the peak of his obsession. He let out a guttural moan, his body tensing. At that exact microsecond, the mana-dampening field flickered. Fern didn't hesitate. Her eyes snapped open, glowing with a cold, murderous light. Her hand pointed directly at his throat. "Zoltraak," she whispered. A beam of pure killing magic erupted, vaporizing his head and chest. The weight on her back vanished. Fern lay on the altar for a long time before cleaning herself and walking out to where Frieren was waiting. Frieren wrapped her cloak around Fern’s shoulders, noting the flush on her apprentice’s cheeks. Fern looked down, her voice a soft, honest whisper. "Mistress... that devil was very experienced. He... he made me cum two times." Frieren was silent for a moment, then she simply pulled Fern closer. "Let's find a bathhouse, Fern. You've done enough."'
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Fern ❤️

blackhairedstudent
AI art 'Multiverse: Cherry "Vale"?' with user description 'While working on Cherry x Cyndel I came across some images where this girls kind of fusion. Some of those "Alternative styles" are really good ones. So here is the "Cherry Vale" versión of Cherry Bomb lol'
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Multiverse: Cherry "Vale"?

cef_ultra
AI art "Midoriya's multiverse adventures."
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Midoriya's multiverse adventures.

damion1226
AI art 'Konpeko, konpeko, konpeko!'
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Konpeko, konpeko, konpeko!

taxidermia
AI art "Ideas for a new character?"
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Ideas for a new character?

wesley33
AI art '!!!THE HOLIDAYS!!!: Kalyra's Appearance. Final Part.' with user description 'While Kalyra was having fun with the girls from the Club, a magical circle appeared beneath her, giving her a dose of her own trap. Tantacles emerged and began groping the succubi. It seems another unknown entity had grown tired of Kalyra's antics. After receiving their punishment, the girls were freed from the spell, and thus ended their vacation. Thank you so much for reading, I hope you enjoyed it. Note: For the moment, I'm going to put the "PARANORMAL CLUB" story on hold to continue with other short stories that I'll show you later. It's not the end; I just don't want to overwhelm you with the same story and make it monotonous. Thank you very much.'
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!!!THE HOLIDAYS!!!: Kalyra's Appearance. Final Part.

crow-7w7
AI art '🎉 2K followers unlocked!' with user description 'Wow — 2,000 of you are now following along! This milestone feels like the right moment to pause, look back on the journey, and publish some pics I’ve never shared before 🙂'
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🎉 2K followers unlocked!

peterco
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Sem título

livinwe
AI art "Bonding with Brave Vesperia"
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Bonding with Brave Vesperia

terror2
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Sem título

nonotnowc
AI art "goth baddies incoming wave 7"
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goth baddies incoming wave 7

needsbloods0
AI art "Catgirl + Elf = 🫠"
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Catgirl + Elf = 🫠

zuzul
AI art 'Nicole Demara, (ZZZ).'
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Nicole Demara, (ZZZ).

mrka1
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Sem título

damascal
AI art "Idea for next character"
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Idea for next character

wesley33
AI art "Megumin"

Megumin

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