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AI art "Fast and Fancy"
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Fast and Fancy

octavian
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AI art "Real story behind street fighter bonus stage with Chun-Li"
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Real story behind street fighter bonus stage with Chun-Li

parda
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AI art 'Magic Potions (Chapter 4)' with user description 'Hi everyone! Here's chapter 4 in Ankha & Tara's story!

— Story time —

Tara finally got hold of her old friend, who might be able to help with Ankha’s nightmares. She lives far away, but she offered them to stay at her dorm room for the weekend once exams were finished.

“Hey, Ankha—wake up. We’re almost there.”

Ankha stirred in the passenger seat and blinked at the coastal city spreading across the horizon.

“Whoa. She lives THERE? Why have we never visited?”

“Because it took ten hours,” Tara said, voice teasing. “Not that you noticed. You were dead to the world the whole way.”

“Sorry. First decent sleep I’ve had in weeks. Credit to your driving, I guess.”

Just before they reached the city limits the car's navigation started acting up.

“Connection lost? Great. Please help me look, Ankha. She said the academy has a huge clock tower.”

After more than an hour of circling, they finally spotted it. They parked and walked toward the imposing building, stopping under the carved sign.

“College of the Magical Arts,” Ankha read. “That explains why you never told me what she studies. You sure this is a good idea?”

“No turning back now.”

Inside they found a vast library hall. Ankha looked around, disappointed.

“I expected something more… magical? This just looks like a regular library.”

Tara ignored the comment and asked for directions to the dorms. Soon they stood in front of a red door marked 'R. Caldwell'.

Tara knocked. The door drifted open. “Runie? We’re here!”

No answer. They stepped inside. Shelves full of glass bottles with brightly colored liquids lined the walls.

“Are all of these magic potions?” Ankha whispered.

“Don’t touch anything. We have no idea what they do.”

Ankha wandered anyway—until a small green slime bounced into view on a desk.

“Tara, look! He’s adorable!” She poked it gently. The slime jiggled happily.

“I JUST said don’t touch anything! It could be dangerous!”

“Dangerous? This cutey?” Ankha kept poking.

“Maybe we should leave a note and come back later.”

As Tara reached for a pen, the door creaked again. A girl in a purple witch outfit stood in the doorway.

“RUNIE!”

“TARA!”

They collided in a tight hug.

“How were exams?”

“Mostly fine—I’ll explain later. You’re over an hour late. I thought you’d gotten lost inside the acadamy, so I went looking.”

“My navigation died the second we hit the city. We had to find this place the hard way.”

“That tracks. Tech’s been acting weird lately. Something in the air, maybe.” Runie turned to Ankha with a bright smile. “And you must be Ankha. Nice to meet you! I see you’ve already made friends with Gooey. He’s usually shy around strangers.”

“Hi, Runie. Thanks for having us. So the little guy's name is Gooey, huh?”

At the sound of his name the slime launched itself off the desk. Ankha yelped, stumbled backward, and crashed into a shelf. A purple bottle tipped and poured its contents over her.

Purple smoke exploded outward. When it cleared, Ankha’s ears and tail were gone. Her fur had vanished. She stared at her suddenly smooth, human hands in horror.

“What—where are my ears? My tail? My FUR?”

Runie clapped a hand over her mouth. “Don’t panic! I have a reverse potion somewhere—Oh, why don’t I ever label these?” She scrambled through bottles. “Orange? No, that's for underwater breathing… Maybe this white one?" She snifs at the bottle and her face quickly sours. "Nope! That's the milk I forgot to finish last week—ugh—aha!” She grabbed a round yellow flask and spun around.

As she started to walk over to Ankha, her foot caught the carpet and she pitched forward. The bottle flew from her hand and smashed square in Tara’s face.

Yellow smoke bloomed. When it faded, Tara stood transformed into a full lioness-girl—mane, tail, claws, and all.

Ankha took one look and burst into helpless laughter, tears streaming down her face. “It even took your clothes! That expression when the bottle hit your face was priceless!”

Tara’s ears flattened. She turned to Runie, who was still searching the floor for her glasses.

“Runie, are any of these potions dangerous?”

“N-no! We’re not allowed to keep harmful ones in the dorms, but—”

“That's all I needed to know.”

Tara seized an open red potion and flung it at Ankha. Red smoke erupted. Ankha emerged as a scarlet demongirl. And now her clothes were gone too.

“Hey! That was on purpose!”

“You think? Not so funny now, is it?” Tara grabbed another bottle and dumped it over herself. Blue smoke swirled; she became a sleek water sprite.

The two of them stalked toward each other, already arguing about whose fault the whole mess was. Runie finally found her glasses, stood up, and surveyed the chaos of the spilled potions, and the two furious, transformed girls in the middle of her dorm room.

She let out a long, weary sigh. This wasn't how she'd envisioned reuniting with her dear friend after such a long time...

— To be continued —

A big thank you to @usagi77 for allowing me to work with his OC Runie! ❤️'
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Magic Potions (Chapter 4)

terror2
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AI art '🚗 Car girls' with user description '@onlyyouprod @terror2 @parda @warmicestudios 

Hey, here are your "car girls" 😁'
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🚗 Car girls

peterco
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AI art "Weekend Getaway with Michelle"
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Weekend Getaway with Michelle

dreamerofdreams
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AI art "Heat Break🌡❄️"
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Heat Break🌡❄️

terror2
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AI art '🚗 Car Wash' with user description 'I finally got my car washed properly 😎

@cef_ultra  @octavian  @warmicestudios  @parda  @cro_bo  @terror2  @barry915  @bad77  @thoughtzi   @candylover  @gildenstein  @reptorn  @artfx85   @kendarfulgrim  @doggomage  @zerogroupe21  @goobygubby  @ririfake  @casca_kirei-onna  @a_casual_prompter'
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🚗 Car Wash

peterco
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AI art "Marin from the back"
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Marin from the back

octavian
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AI art 'Selina's World' with user description '"My name is Selina and I absolutely love modeling.

There’s something so thrilling about being looked at, about knowing people are staring at my body and wanting me. It turns me on. One of my favorite gigs was for this luxury car dealership. They had me posing on the hood of a sleek white sports car in the tiniest black bikini. The top was barely holding my tits in and the bottoms were so small they rode up my ass. I spent the whole day arching my back, spreading my legs, and giving the camera my best ‘fuck me’ eyes while all these rich guys pretended they were just there for the cars.

After jobs like that, I’m always so worked up. The second I get home, I go straight to the shower. I touch myself thinking about all the eyes on me that day… fingers between my legs, water running down my body while I cum nice and hard. And of course… I love taking naughty little selfies afterwards. Me in cute bras and tiny panties, sometimes even less. I take them in the mirror, playing with my tits, bending over… just for my own fun. Or maybe to send to someone special.

Want to see some?”

@warmicestudios @peterco @gildenstein @cef_ultra @reptorn  @terror2 @barry915 @casca_kirei-onna @smut317 @parda, @bad77 @kendarfulgrim @murcie, @a_casual_prompter, @zesoul, @ririfake, @zerogroupe21 @dreamerofdreams, @artfx85 @cro_bo'
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Selina's World

octavian
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AI art 'Can AI Create Art?' with user description 'Creating and enjoying art is deeply human.
But can AI truly create art?

My profile picture probably already gives you a hint about where I stand on some things on this page.
And yet… I’m still here.
I’m not here for the pure ‘how many dicks can destroy this helpless little thing’ content.
I’m here for sensuality. For fluffy ears and soft expressions. For being genuinely amazed by creative ideas.
(And yes… for tiddies.)

So I keep asking myself:
Do we see real art here?
And who is the real artist?

(I’m just posting some older images that felt artsy enough to me to illustrate my thoughts.)
Whatever your opinion is..

THANK YOU!

Thank you for having the joy in creating and sharing your stuff, thank you for your open minded company and thank you for making me smile so often.

KEEP ON GOING - AND TAKE ME WITH YOU ON YOUR JOURNEY'
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Can AI Create Art?

heihund
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AI art '500 Reasons to Turn Up the Neon 💙🎸' with user description 'I had too many songs left, too many ideas waiting and apparently not enough self-control to stop making covers. 😏

And since @gildenstein has 500 followers to celebrate, here we are again.
Another little cover run, this time in a cyberpunk look that hopefully feels right for him.

Dark neon, shiny streets, dangerous girls and songs that deserve to be turned up way too loud. 🖤

Congratulations on 500 followers, @gildenstein. 🎉

@octavian @warmicestudios @smut317 @casca_kirei-onna @heihund @bad77 @a_casual_prompter @parda @terror2 @hollenwulf @varcolac @zerogroupe21 @goobygubby @cro_bo @saltymajor778 @zesoul @azariel @ririfake'
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500 Reasons to Turn Up the Neon 💙🎸

reptorn
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AI art 'Truck Stop Temptation 🚛🔥' with user description 'Chrome, diesel, denim and enough attitude to own every mile of highway.

From the USA to Canada, Alaska and Europe, these girls came prepared for long hauls, late nights and absolutely zero subtlety. 😏

@peterco @smut317 @gildenstein @casca_kirei-onna @heihund @bad77 @parda @terror2 @varcolac @goobygubby @saltymajor778 @zesoul @azariel @ririfake @poly7 @mikunakano07 @doggomage @ranmafan @valtek @narillia'
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Truck Stop Temptation 🚛🔥

reptorn
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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
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AI art "She likes to kick cars"
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She likes to kick cars

parda
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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
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AI art "Mechanic Taking a Break"
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Mechanic Taking a Break

dreamerofdreams
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AI art "Biker Revenge"
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Biker Revenge

invictus
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AI art "Freedom"
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Freedom

zuzul
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AI art 'Kuudere challenge' with user description '@zesoul called out for the Kuudere challenge.

I'm in! 
When I look into my posts, i feel like i spammed you all with that redhaird sexy brat Dana.
So for some variety I chose the waifuishest waifu that comes to my mind, from my favourite anime series.
Let's call her Nozomi.

Pic 1: Nozomi is an engineer for car safety. For many, car accidents are an inconvenience, for her, its her job.
Pic 2: She doesn't like to work with her colleagues, though. Instead of letting her do her job, there's always someone talking or asking questions.
Pic 3: Nozomi loves her Pet.
Pic 4: And she loves fish.
Pic 5: In the little garden behind her little house, she found some strange mushrooms. Since she found out, she's cultivating them.
Pic 6: In the anonymity of swinger clubs she can let herself go and fulfill her lust without having to bond to men.
Pic 7: Netherlands! She dreams of travelling to the Netherlands - Kuudere met Met de meisjes!

Bonus: 
Pic 8,9,10: Outtakes
Pic 11: so nice, I just love it!

@artfx85   @zuzul    @barry915    @kendarfulgrim   @onlyyouprod   @reptorn    @ririfake  @murcie @hollenwulf  @varcolac  @goobygubby  @cro_bo  @saltymajor778  @zesoul @doggomage  @azariel @terror2'
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Kuudere challenge

heihund
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AI art "Kanbaru suruga"
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Kanbaru suruga

snowesta