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AI art 'Thanks for 300 Followers!' with user description '@kyogre @ecchifan7 @mineasahi @yarosgvar @sarinacosplays @uphungbeast @goonbanana @justsomeguyhere @nullink @dimsaro @bjorn @gogogog222 ...just to name a few recent followers. Thank you all so much!'
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Thanks for 300 Followers!

hsihcsit
6
AI art 'Deep Space Trouble ✨' with user description 'Somewhere between neon labs, alien lounges and zero gravity, common sense got left behind. A little sci-fi, a little danger and a lot of reasons to lose focus. 😏🖤 @peterco @octavian @warmicestudios @smut317 @gildenstein @casca_kirei-onna @heihund @bad77 @a_casual_prompter @parda @terror2 @hollenwulf @varcolac @zerogroupe21 @goobygubby @cro_bo @saltymajor778 @zesoul @azariel @ririfake'
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Deep Space Trouble ✨

reptorn
19
AI art 'Mega Tokyo 2032 AD File 2.6: The Chang Case Part 7' with user description 'Case File 2.5: The Chang Case Part 7 Classified: For Official Use Only A notification appears on the holographic interface, bathing the dark room in a red glow. ???: Sir, Amber has been destroyed. Brian: Really? What a waste; I’m going to miss her perfect little asshole. ???: One of the Knight Sabers and the detective with the cybernetic arms defeated her. Brian: How is that possible? Even if Amber wasn't the latest model, she should have had the upper hand. ???: She did, but the detective doesn't have ordinary cybernetic arms; she possesses an EMP that doesn't affect her own limbs. Brian: They exploited her weakness. Clever—but how did they know? ???: She was contacted just before they used the EMP; I can't trace it. It’s an intelligence-grade encryption. Brian: The old man won't like this. Ruby, compile a database and then come here. Ruby: Done. A slender young woman with an expressionless face looks up from the interface. She stands and slips off her black dress; she looks exactly like Amber, except for her red eyes and hair, and she shares the same diabolical laugh. Ruby moves toward Brian. Brian: Ruby, you and Sapphire will take care of the Knight Sabers. Understood? Ruby: Yes, Sir! Brian looks down into two sapphire-green eyes while his cock is buried deep in her throat. She is bound with red ropes—not to restrain her, but simply as part of the act—as she lets Brian fuck her throat. Her gaze mirrors Ruby's. Brian slowly withdraws his cock from her throat and rubs it across her face. That same diabolical smile now plays across her features as well. Sapphire: Yes, Sir! And the detective? Brian: Ruby, contact the space station. Ruby: Establishing the connection. Brian: Crystal! I have a mission for you! Come back to Earth! Ruby: Crystal is coming back to us? A woman appears on the interface who looks exactly like the other two, yet she has silver hair and eyes that look even more dangerous. The grin on her face makes one's blood run cold. Crystal: As you wish, sir! That was close—too close. I rise from my crouch and stare at Amber’s burning remains. The pilot of the power suit does the same. I can hear the sirens of the reinforcements approaching and look in the direction they are coming from. When I turn back to the power suit, I realize it has vanished. Then it occurs to me that Linna must be here, too. Hana: Linna, where are you? She steps out from behind a dumpster. Hana: Linna, are you hur... I don't get any further; she rushes toward Irene. I grab her arm and hold her back, gently but firmly. Hana: Linna, please don't—this is a crime scene now. Linna: I have to help Irene... Hana: I'm so sorry... There's nothing more that can be done for Irene... Linna: No... She's... ali...ve... I pull Linna into an embrace as the undeniable truth crashes down on her and she begins to weep uncontrollably. I only vaguely register the arrival of the reinforcements—the concerned faces of Leon, Delay, and even Captain Tanaka. After a friend named Sylia picks Linna up and assures me she’ll look after her, we begin securing the evidence. A few hours later, Captain Tanaka sends me home. I can't deny that the night's events have taken a heavy toll on me. On the way home, I try to reach Akiko; I need someone to talk to. But she’s working tonight... Dejected, I open my apartment door, wanting nothing more than to go to bed. The tension of the evening drains away, and I begin to cry. We who survived—we who tried everything to save Irene’s life—must now accept, with heavy hearts, that she is no longer among us. Some suffer because there was nothing they could do; others, because they weren't strong or fast enough. Genom will pay for this; those who do not value a human life will feel the full force of the law—even if it is the last thing I ever do. I feel so alone... Ryu... where... are you? I need you... so... much... You reached the end of this file. Don't forget to close it if you are finished.'
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Mega Tokyo 2032 AD File 2.6: The Chang Case Part 7

gildenstein
28
AI art 'Mega Tokyo 2032 AD File 2.5: The Chang Case Part 6' with user description 'Case File 2.5: The Chang Case Part 6 Classified: For Official Use Only The power suit knocked Amber to the ground with a single blow. The force of the impact sent her skidding meters across the ground. I study the suit; it has a feminine build. Whoever is piloting it arrived not a second too soon. Amber: Not bad, Knight Saber, but that alone won't stop me. Knight Saber? The mysterious mercenary group that fights rogue Boomers? This is my first time seeing them, but to whom do they owe their allegiance? Those questions will have to wait; Amber is already back on her feet. Patches of her synthetic skin are missing from her neck, arms, and legs. Despite everything, she can still laugh—and it sounds truly diabolical. Where are the reinforcements? There’s no time; she’s preparing to attack. Sprinting with superhuman speed, she engages the power suit in combat. No, this has to end here! I sprint forward and unleash a hail of bullets at Amber. She parries a kick from the power suit and charges at me. I block her claws with my left arm while swinging my pistol toward her head with my right. Sparks fly where she struck my arm; I aim the pistol at her skull and fire. She staggers backward, and the power suit's pilot seizes the chance to knock her off her feet. We both back away from Amber as she rises from the ground once more. The pilot fires an energy beam from a weapon integrated into the suit's arm. It hits Amber and sets her ablaze; she freezes in place and smiles. Flames completely engulf her. Pilot: That was very reckless, Ms. AD Police. Hana: Excuse me? We don't get to say anything else; the flames consuming Amber reveal her true form. It no longer resembles a woman—it is a machine. Its glowing eyes lock onto us; it is a figure out of a nightmare, and it attacks immediately. We narrowly dodge its attack, and it lunges at the Power Suit like a berserker. Damn—my gear is useless against that thing; I can only watch the two of them trading blows. My earpiece suddenly comes to life, snapping me back to reality. Chris: Hana! Listen closely! The Chief has ordered the removal of the limiters on your arms. There’s a micro-EMP generator built into them; you can use it to weaken the Boomer enough for the energy beam to take it out. The generator should be available in your arm systems now. Quick! Hana: What the— Chris... Chris: I’ll explain later, but first you all have to survive. The connection cuts out. Okay, I activate the generator; waves of energy ripple across my arms as it charges up. A message appears in my field of vision: EMP Ready! I take a deep breath and charge at the machine. Hana: Hey, you piece of junk—I’m still here! Its vocal mechanism seems to have failed; all that comes out is a low growl. But it seems to work—it breaks off its attack on the Power Suit and turns on me. I drop into a defensive stance, ready to block the strike and counterattack. Pilot: Have you lost your mind? The words burst out of her, and I have to admit—it *is* madness. The attack comes from the left, and I manage to parry it with my right arm. At the same time, the EMP charge focuses in my left fist; I strike its chest, and the charge transfers on impact. It staggers, its movements sluggish—it’s WOUNDED. Hana: Quick! Fire the energy beam straight into its chest! I scream as I dive for cover. The pilot wastes no time; she fires and scores a hit. The machine crashes to the ground. Its eyes go dark, and it begins to burn from the inside out. You reached the end of this file. Don't forget to close it if you are finished.'
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Mega Tokyo 2032 AD File 2.5: The Chang Case Part 6

gildenstein
39
AI art 'A Date With Ember' with user description 'Today’s date partner is the crafty and expressive Ember. Ember would call herself a mechanic. Her customers might prefer to call her a gremlin. She knows her way around a second hand appliance, an old car, or a dusty old robot like no one else, but she’s just as likely to break something and offer you a discount as she is to fix it good as new. And your fridge might have a voice box with a posh British accent by the time she’s done with it. Still, what she lacks in consistency she makes up with aggressive confidence. When things stick to her mental script, that is. Catch her off guard or unprepared and you’ll get to see her shy side. Or you’ll get threatened with a power tool if she’s feeling extra embarrassed. (New OC debut! We’ll be seeing more of her and our final girl in my later stuff.)'
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A Date With Ember

usagi77
4
AI art 'Silver Wolf Leveling Up'
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Silver Wolf Leveling Up

tsukiyomi420
2
AI art "Nintendo's Space Ladies"
21

Nintendo's Space Ladies

terror2
1
AI art "T Virus removal"
21

T Virus removal

kklown2
1
AI art 'Mega Tokyo 2032 AD File 2.4: The Chang Case Part 5' with user description 'Case File 2.4: The Chang Case Part 5 Classified: For Official Use Only Note: For Full experience playback this File: https://youtu.be/5dNP-a-XXx0?si=pyc3EIw8yG8XyEEX There’s the alley—I have to hurry; if Amber is really going after Irene, every second counts. Back on the street: God, Irene... where’s my phone? I... I need to call Sylia. My fingers are still shaking; I can't manage to dial her number. I use the voice command to start the call. It rings, and what feels like an eternity later, Sylia answers. Linna: Sylia, I urgently need help... Sylia: Linna, catch your breath first. What happened? Are you okay? Linna: No, the Boomer bodyguard shot at me and is now going after Irene. Sylia: LINNA! Are you hurt? Linna: No, just a graze. Please, you have to send Priss to me right away. Nene needs to track my smartphone so Priss knows where to go. I’m switching to my earpiece. Sylia: Okay. I’ll contact Priss immediately. I rush from the sofa into the study; the holographic interfaces spring to life. A password prompt lights up on one of them. Sylia: Knights Errant. Establish contact with Priss and Nene immediately. The system pings in confirmation, and two windows open. Sylia: Priss, Nene—we have an emergency. Linna has been shot, and Irene’s life is in danger. Nene, track Linna’s smartphone and relay the coordinates to Priss. Priss: Understood. I’m getting ready for deployment. Nene: On it. A third window opens, and Linna joins the call. Linna: I’m chasing her on foot! Priss, you have to hurry—it’s the Boomer bodyguard from the Genom building. It’s a matter of life and death! Priss: I’m already on my way. Nene, the coordinates! Nene: Sending them now; they should appear on your interface any second. Meanwhile, in the side alley: A lovely evening. I hope Linna gets home safely. What is that sound? A clacking noise like high heels—but who would walk through this alley in high heels? I turn around and freeze; it’s *her*. The laughter on her face comes straight from hell. Screams escape me and tears stream down my face as I run away from her. The clacking of her shoes grows louder; she’s chasing me. I... I... I’m panicking, I can’t breathe... I stumble and fall to the ground. Panic completely takes hold of me; desperately, I roll onto my back. Too late—she’s already over me... In another alleyway: That scream—that was Irene’s voice... Damn it... Hana: This is Detective Amano; I need immediate backup at my coordinates! A Boomer attack! I repeat, a Boomer attack! I draw my weapon. Please hang in there, Irene. At the AD Police Tower: Nene: Linna, Detective Amano is near you; she just called for backup. Linna: God, that can't be... A scream blares from the speakers. Linna: Priss! For the love of God, hurry! Priss: I’ll be there in two minutes! Back in the alleyway: Just around the corner now. I ready myself to fire instantly, then round the bend. The sight before me makes my blood run cold. Irene lies lifeless on her back; her eyes are vacant. Amber is covered head to toe in her blood. Her gaze holds absolute madness. Linna comes running from another alley; she freezes in her tracks and claps a hand over her mouth. Amber: Excellent—you’re coming to me. That saves me the trouble. Hana: Linna, take cover—now! I whip my weapon up and fire! The bullets ricochet off her skull. Damn... My eyes land on something approaching from behind Amber. A figure in a blue power suit? It’s closing in at incredible speed. A metallic sound rings out every time its foot hits the ground. Without slowing down, it attacks Amber and hurls her to the ground. ???: I'm gonna finish you off, bitch! You reached the end of this file. Don't forget to close it if you are finished.'
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Mega Tokyo 2032 AD File 2.4: The Chang Case Part 5

gildenstein
22
AI art 'Mega Tokyo 2032 AD File 2.7: The Chang Case Part 8' with user description 'Case File 2.7: The Chang Case Part 8 Classified: For Official Use Only Three weeks have passed since Irene's death. A lot has happened since then. Last week, a military Boomer went berserk; there were many casualties—both among the AD Police and the civilian population. Mason—that slick, smooth-talking asshole! He covered his tracks too well; I can't pin anything on him—not the body of the man who tortured me, the lab explosion, the contract killing of Irene, or the Boomer attack... yet I know for a fact he’s behind it all. I need to take another look at the Desouses—the place Akiko and I were during the attack. The owner... I’ve seen her before, but where? The alarm I set for 6 AM reminds me that I don't have much time left before the night shift hands over to the day shift. I stare into the open locker in front of me... there it hangs... my stomach turns... I haven't worn it since... my arms and hands ache... as it all plays out again in my mind's eye... the broken bones... the amputation... my heart starts racing, and I feel like I can't breathe. I force myself to use the meditation technique Akiko taught me and calm down. I have to face this; I won't let it control me. So, I stand up and take the black uniform out of the locker. After a few minutes, I have it on, even though it took a great deal of effort to bring myself to do it. I stride through the empty corridors toward my office; I want to review the data again before the meeting the Chief has scheduled begins. At this hour, I don't have to worry about anyone seeing me. Lost in thought, I search for the connection—the single detail that ties everything together. I don't notice my office door opening until an officer walks in. It’s Officer Romanova. Nene: Good morning, Detective. I’m here to... She breaks off mid-sentence as she seems to recognize my uniform. Shock is written all over her face. The existence of the special unit is an open secret, but usually, no one knows who belongs to it. I can practically see the lump forming in her throat. Nene: I... I... She just stammers incoherently. Hana: Officer Romanova, you’re here quite early. When does your shift start? 8 AM? That’s an hour and a half away. Nene: Le... on... I mean, Detective McNichol... asked me to look into something. Hana: And that would be? Nene: Uh... I’m supposed to look for connections between the victims of the lab explosion... and other crimes... Connections between the explosion victims and other crimes? Hana: How exactly does that lead to me? Nene: Roy Chang. I wanted to look at the evidence in his murdered wife's case, but I was told the evidence was under seal because a piece was missing. The realization hits me like a slap in the face. Irene’s husband was among the victims. Hana: Listen—Nene, that’s your name, right? Tell Leon to let it go. Irene wasn’t what she seemed; she was the daughter of a Triad family. Nene: Are you sure about that? Hana: Absolutely. And it won’t end well if he keeps digging into this. Now go. I have a meeting to get too. Nene: Okay, thanks. I nod in acknowledgment and watch her leave. I wait a few more minutes before heading out myself. I need to be more careful; she caught me off guard, and that can’t happen again. This time, I make sure the hallway is empty before heading to the meeting room. I’m not the last one there—the Chief is still missing—but the others are already waiting for me. Parda, our sniper, is sitting on one of the tables, along with the twins—Warm and Ice—our heavy weapons specialists. Then there’s Terror2, the explosives expert, and Gildenstein, the pilot and hacker. Together we are the AD Polices Shadow Squad. Linna is sitting on her sofa, lost in thought, when the doorbell rings. She finds nothing at the door but a letter with no return address. She picks it up and goes back inside. The letter contains a personal message and something else—something falls out of the envelope onto the table. Linna: That’s Irene’s wedding ring? You reached the end of this file. Don't forget to close it if you are finished. This is the end of File 2, the Story will continue in File 3: The Shadow Squad @warmicestudios @ririfake @reptorn @casca_kirei-onna @heihund @bad77 @parda @terror2 @hollenwulf @zerogroupe21 @goobygubby @cro_bo @saltymajor778 @zesoul @artfx85 @a_casual_prompter @peterco @smut317'
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Mega Tokyo 2032 AD File 2.7: The Chang Case Part 8

gildenstein
38
AI art 'I’m Blue 💙' with user description 'Inspired by the wonderfully unavoidable energy of I’m Blue, this set dives into a world where everything has been turned blue. 💙 Yo, listen up, here's the story About a little guy that lives in a blue world And all day and all night and everything he sees Is just blue, like him, inside and outside Blue his house with a blue little window and a blue Corvette And everything is blue for him 💙💙💙 @peterco @octavian @warmicestudios @smut317 @gildenstein @casca_kirei-onna @heihund @bad77 @a_casual_prompter @parda @terror2 @hollenwulf @varcolac @zerogroupe21 @goobygubby @cro_bo @saltymajor778 @zesoul @azariel @ririfake @poly7 @narillia @artfx85 @murcie @doggomage'
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I’m Blue 💙

reptorn
16
AI art "Mask test"
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Mask test

ririfake
2
AI art 'Mega Tokyo 2032 AD File 2.2: The Chang Case Part 3' with user description 'Case File 2.2: The Chang Case Part 3 Classified: For Official Use Only Brian J. Mason—I need to have Chris run a background check on him; that guy has more to hide than I’m comfortable with. I’ll deal with that later, though; first, I should speak with the three women. There’s a park located in front of the Genom building; I hope they’re waiting for me there—I desperately need some answers. A few minutes later, I find the three of them. The woman who was attacked by... what was her name again? Oh, right—Amber. She is sitting on a set of stairs, visibly shaken; her face is injured, and tears are streaming down her cheeks. The other two look dejected; the woman with long brunette hair is still rubbing her neck. She’s lucky Amber didn’t break her neck. They notice me as I approach them. Hana: Thanks for waiting for me. I honestly didn't expect you to still be here. I’m Hana Amano—a detective with the Homicide Division of the AD Police. And you are? Sobbing, the woman on the stairs answers first, followed by the dark-haired woman. Irene: Irene Chang. Linna: I’m Linna, and this is Priss. We’re friends of Irene’s. The long-haired brunette looks at me with disdain but says nothing. She’s reckless—and that’s dangerous. I shouldn’t underestimate her. Hana: Okay. Would one of you please explain what happened back there in the lobby? I didn't realize what was going on until Irene was already on the floor and Priss was being strangled by that Boomer bodyguard. Yes—Amber is a Boomer. It’s strange: when I mention that Amber is a Boomer, Irene is the only one who adopts a look of concern; the other two don't seem surprised at all. Hana: Irene, what did you want from Mr. Mason? Irene: He was my husband’s supervisor. Roy was at the facility that exploded, and... Her voice breaks, and she begins to sob as her grief overwhelms her. Irene: I... still... haven't... heard... from him... Her composure shatters amidst her tears, and she simply weeps uncontrollably. Roy? Roy Chang? I read that name on the list of victims. She doesn't know yet... She came here clinging to the hope that he might still be alive. I walk over to her and take her hand. Hana: I’m so sorry. Your husband didn't survive the explosion. I don't know the exact circumstances yet, but his name was on the list of victims. The expressions on the other two women's faces darken; Irene looks to be on the verge of a nervous breakdown. By telling her the truth, I’ve stripped away the very last shred of hope she had that her husband was still alive. Priss: Oh, just great, Ms. AD Police. I’ve had enough—I’m leaving. Priss pushes herself away from the pillar she’d been leaning against and walks away. I don't stop her, as I’m still occupied with Irene. Linna, however, stays behind and walks over to join us. Linna: Please don't be angry with Priss. She... hasn't had very good experiences—neither with Boomers nor with the AD Police. Hana: I understand. Linna, right? Did Irene do anything that might have given Amber a reason to use force? Linna: No, she just briefly touched Mason on the arm, and then... Hana: I understand. Thank you for the information. Could you please look after Irene? She really shouldn't be alone right now. Linna: Of course. I’ll do that. Linna helps the still-sobbing Irene to her feet, says her goodbyes, and leads her away. I stay behind for a few minutes to gather my thoughts. Finally, I head back to my car. I bring up my holographic interface to document everything, then I send all the data to Chris; I’m hoping he can find a connection. A few days later: I encouraged Irene to come to the gym with me, and today, she finally worked up the courage to do it. She still isn't feeling well, but it’s a start; I can’t even begin to imagine what she’s going through right now. After we finish our workout, we linger for a bit to talk about Roy. Linna: I understand—he wanted to make more time for you once the project was over. Irene: The project was important to him, but... She gazes pensively at the ring she wears on her right hand. I touch her on the shoulder, and she looks up at me. Linna: I’m here for you, Irene. Come on, let’s take a shower, and then I’ll take you home. Irene: Thanks, Linna. What would I ever do without you? I offer her my hand; she takes it, and I help her to her feet. We both take a long, thorough shower; she seems to enjoy washing away all that heavy emotional baggage. It takes us about twenty minutes to get ready and leave the gym. We still have to walk through a section of the shopping street to reach the parking lot. Irene considers whether she needs anything else, but she doesn't stop at any of the stalls. I let my gaze wander over the merchandise on display. Suddenly, something catches her attention. Irene: Uh, Linna—tell me, isn't that your car getting towed right over there? Linna: What do you mean...? You reached the end of this file. Don't forget to close it if you are finished.'
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Mega Tokyo 2032 AD File 2.2: The Chang Case Part 3

gildenstein
4
AI art '😼 CATurday : Cyber Cats' with user description 'CATurday on Monday? Yeah, I had no time earlier 😅 And have no credits except for daily claim anyway 🙈 @cef_ultra @octavian @warmicestudios @parda @cro_bo @terror2 @barry915 @bad77 @thoughtzi @candylover @gildenstein @reptorn @artfx85 @ninonakano @doggomage @zerogroupe21 @goobygubby @ririfake @casca_kirei-onna @a_casual_prompter'
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😼 CATurday : Cyber Cats

peterco
42
AI art 'A ghost in the machine'
6

A ghost in the machine

tokenoverlord
1
AI art "Backfilling"
12

Backfilling

westoxy
1
AI art "Test style"
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Test style

ririfake
5
AI art 'Cortana my beloved'
8

Cortana my beloved

johnbro
AI art 'Neon Light Hana howl Set' with user description '@warmicestudios @parda @terror2 @barry915 Warmice wanted to see howl set from Neon Light Hana, so here it is 😚'
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Neon Light Hana howl Set

gildenstein
9
AI art 'Nene is working really hard' with user description 'Nene: Okay, the hardware is prepped, everything is wired up, and the software upgrade has been modified. I’ve removed the combat logs and sealed the hardware. The network interface is active only locally, so communication with the Genome mainframe is no longer possible. The cyber-brain has been formatted and is ready to reboot with the new software. A window has popped up on the interface: "Install Software." I confirm the command; it’ll take a moment. The modification took longer than I’d anticipated. I run through the processes in my head again while monitoring the progress. While I wait, I lean back on the bed and try to relax a bit. A signal sounds when the installation finishes; now to check the parameters... Everything looks to be within normal limits. Okay, let’s start the function test; the EMP module is loaded and can be discharged via voice command. I hope I don’t need it—it’s already cost me so much time. I confirm the start of the function test and can’t help but grin as a large bulge forms in his trousers. I get up from the bed, walk over to him, and run my hand over the erection, eliciting a gasp from him. Nene: Sensitive reaction to touch. Test passed. I kneel in front of him and undo the button and zipper of his trousers; his penis springs out, no longer held back by the fabric. Wow—I admire it for a moment; the heat radiating from him warms my face. A bead of pre-cum is already glistening at the tip. Nene: Erection and lubrication pump operating within normal range. Test passed. My tongue traces the length of his shaft up to the glans—no foul odor or bad taste. The lubricant tastes slightly salty; very good. Next up: the interaction test. I caress the head of his cock with my tongue, making him groan. My mouth closes over the tip; his hand touches my head and guides his penis deeper into my mouth. I feel it pulsing inside me, and I pull it out with a satisfied sigh. Nene: Interaction and sensitivity within normal range. Test passed. For the next test, I lie down on the bed, spread my legs, and push my panties aside; even though he’s a machine, a blush rises to my cheeks. Now he has to prove his skills with his tongue. Nene: Come on, lick me. He complies and kneels at the foot of the bed. His hands grip my thighs and gently spread them wider. His tongue glides from my outer labia to the inner ones, then up to my clitoris. His tongue is warm, soft, and wet. I... hah... hah... can't... think... clearly... His slow movements are driving me crazy. As his tongue slowly strokes my clitoris, I arch my neck back and explode. Nene: Te...st... pas... hah...sed. I’m absolutely dripping... I... I... want him inside me... At least I don't have to worry about STDs or getting pregnant. My panties are completely soaked as I strip them off along with my top. Naked, I sit astride him and stare at his penis. I can't wait any longer and slide down onto him. We move slowly together; his fullness completely fills me. Our tongues find each other, and we kiss long, deeply, and passionately as he fucks me across the room. I surrender to one orgasm after another, then ask him to pause for a moment. Breathing heavily on all fours, I offer my ass to him. Nene: Ple... ase... my... ass... Gently and slowly, he slides his penis into my ass. His lubricant makes the entry easy. My ass is so sensitive that the pulsing of his penis makes me come. We keep fucking like there’s no tomorrow. I’ve completely lost all sense of time, drifting away on waves of arousal. My body is utterly spent, my heart pounding in my throat; for now, we have to stop... Nene: Ple... ase... wait... I... can't... go... on... He slows his movements, withdraws from me, and waits for further instructions. Nene: Te...st... pas...sed... ac...ti...vate... stand...by... mode... His systems switch to standby; I collapse onto the bed. The arousal refuses to subside, yet my body is so exhausted that I fall asleep. @warmicestudios @smut317 @reptorn @parda @peterco @blackhairedstudent @barry915 @bad77 @octavian @zuzul @cef_ultra @zesoul @kendarfulgrim @a_casual_prompter @onlyyouprod @hollenwulf @terror2'
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Nene is working really hard

gildenstein
16