torn leotard

AI art "Jill: Game Over"
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Jill: Game Over

zuzul
AI art "Cat girl Herta"
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Cat girl Herta

loveherta
AI art "Poison Ivy loses control"
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Poison Ivy loses control

zerogroupe21
AI art "Angela Balzac"
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Angela Balzac

steven1599
AI art 'Belle versus Moana' with user description 'Ariel's Knight Captain Belle clashes with the Beach Barbarian Moana! “You chose the wrong side, island girl,” Belle called out, voice cutting through the storm with sharp authority. “The old ways built these kingdoms. You cannot simply tear them down because you feel the ocean tugging at your leash.” “Old ways?” she shouted back, spinning her oar once with effortless strength. “Your books and your balls and your pretty little castles left my people starving while you played princess. The ocean chose me. And tonight… she’s hungry.” Their bodies collided hard. Their eyes met, inches apart. Hatred… and something far more dangerous. Belle’s voice came out low and rough. “I will bind you in chains of law and reason if I have to.” Moana’s lips curved into a wicked, aroused smile. “Try it, bookworm. I’ll drag you under and make you scream for the tide.” Then the grapple exploded again—swords clashing, clubs swinging, bodies slamming together in the mud and rain with wet, violent, intimate force.'
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Belle versus Moana

octavian
AI art 'Genshin Impact dungeon sex' for prompt: 'Raiden Genshin Impact, torn clothes, scared, gigantic balls, pile driver, doggy sex position, face down ass up, mouth oozing cum, chains, restrained, dungeon, massive gigantic girthy veiny cock, cum everywhere, cumshot, massive cum puddle, stomach bulge'
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Genshin Impact dungeon sex

jessienasher
AI art 'House of the Fallen - Chapter 4' with user description '"AH...SISTER LIZ. THE FINAL ONE. TAKE HER." The light invaded her mind but Liz's will was strong. "I am the head mother and I'm loyal to the light. Come on demons, give me your best shot," Liz challenged. The demons accepted the challenge sending both demons and possessed humans to violate her. Liz was stronger than the others combined - it took two full days to break her. In the end, however she too was broken. "THIS HOUSE IS HAS FALLEN. IT WAS A...DELIGHT."'
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House of the Fallen - Chapter 4

octavian
AI art 'Queen of the Ring'
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Queen of the Ring

usagi77
AI art "DxD"
12

DxD

deathmask123
AI art "Akame ga Kill-Defeated"
16

Akame ga Kill-Defeated

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Untitled

ririfake
AI art 'Chika Slave' with user description 'The world of the dark fantasy RPG was a far cry from the bright, chaotic fun of the student council room. Fujiwara Chika awoke with a start, her skin crawling from the damp, freezing mud of a roadside ditch. Her pink hair was matted with filth, and her frilly dress was torn and stained. Before she could orient herself, two shadows loomed over her. They were local farmers, their faces etched with the grime of hard labor and a sudden, sharp greed. "Look at this one," the first farmer grunted, his eyes wide as he took in her refined features. "She’s like a porcelain doll. We could sell her to a minor noble for dozens of gold coins, easy." The second farmer leaned down, his rough hands gripping Chika’s shoulders as she tried to scramble away. "Wait. If she’s pure, she’s worth way more than a few dozen coins. We have to check." Chika let out a sob, her eyes brimming with tears of terror as they pinned her down in the dirt. With a clinical, cold greed, they checked her status. "She’s a virgin," the second man breathed, his voice trembling with excitement. "Forget the nobles! A girl like this... we could sell her to the High Kings for thousands of gold coins. We’d be set for ten lifetimes!" "But we don't have a copper to our names," the first one countered. "How are we supposed to travel to the capital? It's a month’s journey through monster territory." They shared a dark, calculating look. "The kings, they only care about the pussy being pure. They don't care about the anus. We can make the travel money by selling her anal passage to every man on the road. But we’ll need security. If some commoner tries to take her virginity, our fortune is gone." "If we’re going to sell it anyway," the second farmer whispered, his gaze dropping to her trembling form, "why don't we break it in ourselves?" The ordeal began right there in the ditch. Chika’s muffled cries were lost to the wind as the two men spent hours claiming her. They were rough and uncompromising, their heavy weight and calloused skin a constant, jarring contrast to her soft frame. By the time they finished, she was a wreck of tears and red marks, her dignity shattered beneath the gray sky. To secure their investment, they returned to the village and made a pact with the local champion—a scarred, towering mercenary known as the strongest warrior in the region. The contract was simple: he would act as her "pussy bodyguard," ensuring no man touched her front, in exchange for the right to use her however he pleased whenever she wasn't being sold to customers. The journey began, and it was a descent into a relentless, driving heat. Chika was paraded from village to village, city to city. She was sold to commoners, nobles, and hobos alike. Each encounter was a blur of rough hands and heavy friction. Chika was handled with a callous lack of care, her body treated as a communal vessel for the masses. The farmers became rich as a line of men waited outside her tent, each one taking their turn with a predatory, tireless stamina. As the days bled into weeks, something traitorous happened within Chika's body. The constant, heavy friction against her backside began to spark a dull, pulsing heat. Despite the shame, the sheer physical intensity of the constant use began to bypass her brain. She found herself arching her back into the rough thrusts of the commoners, her body shivering in a forbidden rhythm. She began to come frequently, her climaxes shattering through her with a violent intensity that left her dazed and leaking. She was beginning to crave the very attention that had once terrified her. Suddenly, Chika bolted upright in her bed, her heart hammering against her ribs like a trapped bird. The morning sun streamed through the familiar windows of her bedroom, lighting up the soft posters and plushies. She gasped for air, her throat dry, realizing with a wave of dizzying relief that the mud, the farmers, and the endless line of men were all just a vivid, terrifying nightmare. However, as the adrenaline faded, she felt a cold, sticky dampness between her legs. She pulled back the covers to find her silk sheets completely soaked with her own juices, the scent of her arousal heavy in the air. The dream had left her body in a state of high-tension hunger that the waking world couldn't satisfy. Trembling, she reached for the television controller on her nightstand. Her eyes were hazy, still caught in the echoes of the dark fantasy world. Without a second thought, she rolled onto her stomach, mirroring her position in the dream, and began to push the smooth, hard plastic of the controller into her anus. She let out a soft, desperate moan as she began to masturbate, the familiar surroundings of her room blurring as she chased the intense, shameful pleasure she had discovered in her sleep.'
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Chika Slave

blackhairedstudent
AI art "Be a good girl and suck"
4

Be a good girl and suck

berri32
AI art "Mirko and midnight"
8

Mirko and midnight

talist13
AI art "Yorha 2B"
7

Yorha 2B

midnight-fox95
AI art "Gloryhole tentacles"
9

Gloryhole tentacles

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30

Untitled

traders
AI art 'Award ceremony gone wrong'

Award ceremony gone wrong

damion1226
AI art "F/GO Girls vs Orcs 1"
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F/GO Girls vs Orcs 1

venus13
AI art

Untitled

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