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wavy mouth

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AI art "Anne: u up?"
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Anne: u up?

onlyyouprod
AI art 'Alice in Waifuland' with user description 'I might be going mad, lmao'
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Alice in Waifuland

usagi77
AI art 'Mahiru Casting' with user description 'The tropical humidity of Jabberwock Island was suffocating as Mahiru Koizumi stood in the shadow of the Monokuma Rock. Across from her, Junko Enoshima leaned back against a jagged stone, her eyes dancing with a manic, bored hunger. She wasn't just a participant in the game; she was the architect, the voice behind the bear, and the one holding Mahiru’s entire past in her hands. "You're so responsible, Mahiru-chan," Junko drawled, tossing a thick folder of Mahiru’s childhood photos—the only ones left of her late mother—over a small fire pit. "But being 'big sister' is just a mask for how much you fear being used. I don't need to tell Monokuma anything. I *am* the despair you're running from. If you want these memories back before they turn to ash, you’re going to give me a show that proves you’re nothing more than a fleshy prop." Junko reached into a bag and tossed a garment at Mahiru’s feet. It was a transparent, mesh-string bikini that offered zero coverage, meant only to highlight every inch of her skin. "Put it on. We’re going to the beach, and I’ve invited fifty 'Islander NPCs' who are very, very hungry for a freckled little toy." The negotiation was a slaughter. Mahiru, desperate to save the only link to her mother, stepped into the water under the pale moon, her body fully visible through the clear fabric. The fifty men were already there, a wall of shadowed, silent muscle. As soon as she stepped onto the sand, she was swarmed. The ordeal was a masterpiece of sensory destruction. Mahiru was immediately seized, dozens of hands grabbing and gropping her freckled body, their fingers digging into her pale skin as they fought for a piece of her. The transparent bikini was a cruel joke, drawing their eyes to exactly where they intended to invade. "Please... there's so many of you..." Mahiru’s plea was cut short as a man forced himself into her mouth, gagging her with his girth. It was a systematic hollowing. At any given moment, she was being filled by three men—one in her mouth, one in her pussy, and one stretching her anal passage to its absolute limit. The scale was staggering. As each man finished, he was instantly replaced. Mahiru was a communal vessel, a raw, aching piece of meat being processed by a relentless assembly line. The men gropped her breasts and thighs, their rough palms reddening her freckled skin until she was a map of their collective greed. By the fourth hour, the "responsible" girl was gone. In her place was a sobbing, arching mess. The friction of the sand and the relentless, heavy-caliber intrusions turned her core into a throbbing, distended void. She felt the rhythmic, animalistic thud of fifty men’s lust, her anatomy forced to accommodate diameters it was never meant to house. The bukkake sessions were the final insult; every few minutes, a group would surround her, drenching her face and her transparent bikini in a cooling, white deluge that blinded her. She was a living monument to submission, a "Big Sister" reduced to a leaking orifice. When dawn broke, the men vanished, leaving Mahiru collapsed on the shoreline. Her legs trembled violently, and her core felt like an empty, ruined hall, her body permanently loosened and inflamed. Junko stepped onto the sand, her heels sinking into the grit. She looked down at Mahiru—covered in filth, her freckled body bruised and leaking, the transparent bikini ruined and hanging off one hip—and let out a delighted, jagged laugh. "Wow, Mahiru! You really are just a hole after all!" Junko giggled, tossing the folder of photos onto the sand. "You look so *despair-inducing*! I love how the 'Ultimate Photographer' ended up as the 'Ultimate Beach Whore.' Seeing fifty men use you like a public utility was the highlight of my week!" Mahiru reached for the photos with a shaky hand, her voice a hollow, broken rasp. "I... I have her back." She looked at the ocean, the evidence of fifty men leaking from her ravaged body and staining the pristine sand. "I thought I captured the world... but tonight, the world finally captured me. I’m not a sister anymore. I’m just a hole the island used and discarded."'
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Mahiru Casting

blackhairedstudent
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

peterco
AI art 'A NOUVELLE NOIR (Part 2)' with user description 'Detective Pearl just got a tip from a trusted source. An address and a piece of paper with two aliases. A SILKY FEMALE VOICE OFF CAMERA: “It’s not much, but it's the most I’ve gotten these past few nights. Here, this is the address. Oh, my pearl thong is vibrating! I must be close!” (Detective Pearl takes out a flash light) “The building looks completely abandoned. Wait, there are sounds coming from that door. Voices! I must be careful. (Detective Pearl opens the door ever so slightly) “A computer. The voices I heard were coming from that computer… Bingo! This coffee is still hot, they must be here still! Ooohhhh!!" (Detective Pearl shrinks down. The pearl thong is now vibrating too much) “Ooo-aaahhh!! My pearl thong, is… oooohhh, I think I just came a bit… It’s really hot in here and my pearls and vibrating like crazy. I better take my coat off.” (A noise behind her) “Huh??!! Who’s there!?!?” (Pearl turns around quickly only to realize a door has been opened behind her) “That door, someone just… they know I’m here. They are taunting me. I must be - Ooohhh, my thong! It’s… asking me to go there. Aaahhh, my knees are shaking… I think I just came again… oohh this is getting so strong!! I must act quickly, every time my pussy is getting more and more sensitive. That could be dangerous!” (Computers turned on in the next room past the open door. Laughter and joy can be heard coming from the speakers) “I can't turn back now. I must find out who are those names on the paper. I must capture and punish. Oh, my clit…” (Detective Pearl has entered the room. She turns around but sees no one. Only a few computers playing some type of videos. She approaches carefully. Sits by the monitors” “What??!” (The images she sees completely send her pearl thong in to a frenzy. A home-made video of a cute CatGirl is playing. Speakers on full volume erupt the cute noises and purrs of the naked girl on the video) CUTE CATGIRL VOICE FROM SPEAKERS: “Oh, Peter stop it!! You know I want to be with you! I’ve been waiting all day long for you!” (The cuteness on that video is too much for Detective Pearl. She has fallen from the chair and landed on the floor. Her legs have lost all strength. She grows weaker with each orgasm from the vibrating pearls. She must get out of there! She must… ) CATGIRL: “Meow!!! Prrrrrr!! Please Peter, please! Pet me! (Playfully) I’ve been a good CatGirl!!” PEARL: “NO! NOOO!! I must get out of here!! I mus… I must…” Detective Pearl has landed on the floor. Her body still shaking for the multiple orgasms she’s experiencing. She tries to crawl, but her body doesn’t respond anymore. (To be continued…)'
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A NOUVELLE NOIR (Part 2)

warmicestudios
AI art 'Nagatoro Is Perfect ❤️' with user description '### The Confrontation The door to Black’s makeshift studio didn’t just open; it practically flew off its hinges, slamming against the drywall with a hollow thud that vibrated through the floorboards. There she stood. Hayase Nagatoro. Her usual playful, teasing smirk was entirely gone, replaced by a scowl so sharp it could cut glass. Her arms were tightly crossed over her chest, her shoulders tense, and her eyes glared with an absolute, unadulterated fury. She didn't offer a greeting. She just marched straight up to Black’s desk, her sneakers squeaking aggressively against the linoleum. "Black," she spat, her voice dripping with venom. "Man, I am so tired of the things you do to me." Black didn't even look up from his monitor at first. He just clicked a few times on his mouse, casually spinning around in his ergonomic chair with a lazy, unbothered expression. "Oh, look who decided to grace me with her presence. What's wrong, Nagatoro? Aren't the metrics looking good today?" "Shut up!" she snapped, slamming both hands down on his desk, leaning in so close he could see the sheer rage in her eyes. "Listen to me! You made me use every single part of my body just to get followers for you! Every single piece of content, every single prompt, every single absurd scenario! Do you have any idea what I’ve been going through because of your twisted little content farm?!" Black raised an eyebrow, leaning back and lacing his fingers behind his head. "Hey, it's a tough market out there. Algorithmic engagement requires sacrifices. You're a star, kid. Stars gotta shine." "Shine?! Are you out of your mind?!" Nagatoro’s voice cracked with indignation. "My grandparents have all been dead for more than ten years, Black! All of them! Dead and buried! But you made me do *that* with the new husband of one of my grandmothers! Explain that logic to me! How does that even make sense?! It’s sick!" Black let out a soft chuckle, shaking his head. "Hey, the audience loves a good taboo storyline. It's all about the drama, the shock value. Creative liberty, you know?" "Creative liberty?! You think this is a joke?!" Nagatoro’s face flushed a deep, angry crimson. She stomped her foot, her voice rising to a near-shriek as the memories of her recent assignments flashed through her mind. "You trapped me in a public restroom for a whole week! A whole week, Black! The smell, the dirt, the utter humiliation! For what?! A bunch of likes and retweets?!" "Hey, the 'trapped' trope is a goldmine for engagement," Black said, completely dismissive, a smug grin spreading across his face. "People love the suspense. Will she get out? Won't she? It builds tension." "And what about the last one, huh?!" Nagatoro roared, her hands trembling with rage. "I even did it with orcs! ORCS, Black! And orcs don't even exist in my universe! None! My world is a mundane, ordinary high school rom-com! Where the hell did you even find fantasy creatures?!" At the mention of the orcs, Black couldn't hold it in anymore. A loud, booming laugh erupted from his chest. He threw his head back, slapping his knee as he envisioned the sheer absurdity of the render. "Oh, come on!" Black laughed, wiping a tear from his eye. "The orc crossover was a masterpiece! A stroke of pure genius! You gotta admit, the contrast was hilarious!" "It wasn't hilarious!" Nagatoro screamed, completely mortified, her defensive walls crumbling into pure frustration. "Their disgusting thing was twice as big as me, and yet everything still fit inside me! It was mechanically impossible! It defied the laws of physics, anatomy, and common decency! I felt like I was being torn apart by a fantasy raid boss, and you were just sitting here laughing and counting your digital coins!" Black’s laughter slowly subsided into an amused chuckle, though he still looked incredibly entertained. "Look, look, I admit, that one was a bit extreme. But hey, it performed exceptionally well. The rendering quality on the green skin was top-tier." "I don't care about the rendering quality!" Nagatoro shouted, taking a deep breath to steady her shaking voice. She straightened up, glaring down at him with an ultimatum that carried the full weight of her exhaustion. "Anyway... now, I'm the one making the rules. Here is what's going to happen." Black blinked, his smile fading slightly. "Oh? An ultimatum? Let's hear it." "Now I want a set of 30 vanilla photos with me and Naoto," she demanded, her voice dropping into a firm, non-negotiable tone. "Just me and Senpai. No monsters, no public restrooms, no fake step-grandfathers. I want it to be a very loving atmosphere. And I want you to use close-ups very well to show how happy I am to be doing this. Or else you forget about me and i will never model for you anymore. ​"Yeah it's not like you have a choice in this... buuut We have a deal," Black nodded, leaning forward and opening a blank project file on his screen. "Thirty photos. You and Naoto. Pure vanilla. Lots of close-ups on your smile. ❤️'
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Nagatoro Is Perfect ❤️

blackhairedstudent
AI art 'Be Careful Out There (Yandere Warning)' with user description 'I hear there’s a maniac around at night. … (It’s me, I’m the maniac)'
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Be Careful Out There (Yandere Warning)

usagi77
AI art 'Nintengirls' with user description 'Nsfw this time. Please don't send your lawyers.'
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Nintengirls

barry915
AI art 'A Mission With Maki' with user description 'Maki knows you two don't have time for this. The target could arrive at any time today. But she sees the look in your eyes as they remain glued to her, her body glistening with sweat and seawater from her afternoon swim. "Are you even going to be able to focus today?" she says in a monotone huff. Caught staring, you grin and do a tiny shrug, and Maki rolls her eyes. She grabs your wrist and tugs you toward the door. "Come on, then be quick at least! We have things to do!" She sure does pull you away enthusiastically, though... As she leads you to a secluded spot, her toned and graceful body sways in front of you~ She's usually stoic during these little excursions, but today you catch a little shiver when you pull down her bikini, and later on a few moans even escape her ... is it your imagination, or is she clutching you a little tighter today? Her face flushes and her pussy clenches around you... it can be hard to tell with her, but right now it seems you're hitting all the right spots. Maki shudders in pleasure and looks up at you from her side, her face as red as her scrunchie, but you keep pounding, slipping out of her only for a moment to turn her on all fours. She thrusts her ass back into you greedily as you grab her hair... Afterward she rises to her feet, her composure returning immediately. Before you know it, she's hurriedly slipping her top back on and walking away. But... only her top... "What are you staring at, dummy? We've got a job to do!' And with that she's back in stakeout mode... ---------- I have of course seen @blackhairedstudent going through the Danganronpa girls, so I was inspired to get to my own DR set and help out 😉 If you somehow haven't yet, check out his profile for tons more awesome DR stuff! There's definitely more DR sets I want to do in the future (Ibuki 👀) Also, I promise I'm done with sarongs for a while after this 😆 ...probably 😁 Search terms: DRV3 , Harukawa Maki Harukawa , beach sex sarong bikini blowjob deepthroat leg up standing sex standing split leg lock suspended congress female orgasm squirting pussy juice all fours doggystyle hair grab grabbing twintails cum in pussy cumdrip bottomless prone'
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A Mission With Maki

onlyyouprod
AI art "Teto's surprise performance"
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Teto's surprise performance

terror2
AI art '!!!THE VACATION!!!:The appearance of Kalyra. part 3.' with user description 'While the girls were sunbathing, Kalyra spied on them, she didn't wait long when she cast a spell of attraction on them, which made them very horny among themselves, they couldn't resist. But what was Samth doing, who was not with the other girls, this story will continue...'
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!!!THE VACATION!!!:The appearance of Kalyra. part 3.

crow-7w7
AI art '"THE UMBRA NEXUS ACADEMY."' with user description 'In an advanced society where monsters, aliens, dimensional beings, demons, etc., all coexist, there is a very special school: the Umbra Nexus Academy (U.N.A.). A highly prestigious academy, renowned for its high quality. Actually, it's because of the tremendous orgies that take place there, since it's a mixed school where everything is present. Hundreds of teenagers discovering their own bodies and those of their elders. All in the name of science.'
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"THE UMBRA NEXUS ACADEMY."

crow-7w7
AI art "Swallowing cum"
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Swallowing cum

jlixard
AI art 'Bunny Yuiko'
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Bunny Yuiko

jlixard
AI art 'Every Kessoku Band Girl Facialized for the Band’s Future 1' with user description 'Bocchi was the first to volunteer… even though she’s dying from embarrassment. “H-Hyaah… t-this is for the live… I-I have to endure it…” Her shy face and huge breasts completely covered — every thick load brings the band one step closer to their dream stage.'
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Every Kessoku Band Girl Facialized for the Band’s Future 1

itfml
AI art '📖 Library, 6th Book' with user description 'What happens in the Library, stays in the Library'
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📖 Library, 6th Book

peterco
AI art '“A little Chinese girl (Part 1)”' with user description 'HIGHLY suggested soundtrack —> https://youtu.be/PcHvL1aTKEk?si=kDSPnFvo9_5vtXGT ⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️ CHAPTER 13: “A little chinese girl - Part 1: Brown and turquoise" Madame Li has striped Detective Pearl not only of her clothes but of her dignity as well. She is taking her clothes off, too. She wears nothing but a very elegant, very expensive gold lace panty. - “A present from one of my most exclusive customers. Gold strings woven with silk, the most exquisite feeling on your skin, detective.” She takes them off, too. - “Come, there is something very important I need to tell you” INT. SAUNA - MOMENTS LATER: Madame Li starts undoing her hair. - “I had this sauna specially built and isolated. No signals can come in or out and I don’t allow recording devices like the one your clever friends placed on your necklace. So everything we talk here, stays here.” She completely lets her hair loose and rests her scalp letting out a sigh of relief. Then: - “Detective, you might think of me as a mean woman. I assure you: I’m not. But you have to understand that I’ve had to hustle my way through life. You don’t get to survive and become this powerful without learning to put a thick armor around your heart.” Madame Li’s attention starts to drift. After a brief moment she continues - thoughtful: - “The world knows about me only what I’ve let them to believe. I have never told this story before, never. Probably because I was too embarrassed to admit it, probably because I wanted to feel important when talking about me, but…my story is FAR from perfect. - “Why tell it to me… why now?” Asks Pearl. - “When I’m done telling you my story, you will understand” Madame Li leans back, drops the gaze and inhales deeply, as someone who is about to take a deep dive. - “I was born in a little village far from any big city in China. My mother died when I was very little so I have no memories of her. I was raised by my father who taught me everything he knew about martial arts and life. He was a single father and a well respected leader of the community, so the only way he knew of raising me was through martial arts and discipline” - “There is no training the body without training the mind!!” He used to say. - “Get up on those books and read to me. Keep your balance AND DON’T DROP THE WATER!!!!!” Madame Li laughs. - “Those were his favorite words for me: Higher! Faster! Higher! Faster! — AGAIN!!” - “I never though he was being to harsh, I knew he was preparing me. - “I told the whole village I was gonna be the greatest warrior who ever lived. I told them they were looking at a legend (smiles) they all laughed and cheered me up. (Li takes a pause) “This little skinny girl… I’ll show them all” I thought. Detective Pearl has been listening closely. Li is lost in her memories. - “My village was very prosperous town. Soil was rich and the people were hard working folk. And like many places like that, mean people took advantage of all the riches the land has to offer. A group of ill-intentioned people were abusing the town, sucking on the people’s labor for their own benefit. My father was a big leader in the community and was fighting against them” - “One night, they broke into the house, I heard muffled voices and sounds, a struggle. I was scared. Then silence again. After a while I decided to go to my father’s room. (A pause) And that was the last time I saw him. Or... what was left of him, inside a basket, with a note to the people of the town” (To be continued…) ⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️'
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“A little Chinese girl (Part 1)”

warmicestudios
AI art 'NIGHTLIFE' for prompt: 'Black background, black light, body paint, neon, glowing, dark, high contrast, 1girl, paint on arm, paint on leg, paint on breast, paint on navel, paint on shoulder wind, reaching, twin tails, disembodied hands, floating hands, embarrassed, head turn, eyes, pale skin, back arched, floating, one leg up, cowboy shot,'

NIGHTLIFE

aikage
AI art "surprised"
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surprised

needsbloods0
AI art "Hestia"
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Hestia

lustknight13
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