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AI art 'CHAPTER 3: “Getting the Pearl Thong”' with user description 'A sexy, velvet female voice:
“I had just received the most beautiful pearl thong I’ve ever seen. I wish I could say
it came from a lover or a secret fan, but no. It came from the Tech Department. It is a special radar, beacon-thing. Most likely the pearls are not even real. But hey, they look so real I won’t tell anyone. I’ll pretend they were a real gift from a secret admirer.”

Barry opens another hard case. From it he takes out a couple of smaller pearl strings.
- “And I made matching anklets. Here, let me put them on you.”

Barry kneels down in front of her ready to place those anklets on her but as Pearl raises her knee and places her naked foot in front of him, Barry freezes. The sight of Pearl’s intimate part being so close to him, touching her leg and the scent of her perfume, makes Barry’s mind go blank.
Barry goes to a place where Pearl and him are together. A nice place where they live together as a married couple and where Pearl is madly in love with him. He imagines that Pearl is …

- “Barry915! Barry915! WHERE ARE YOU??!!” A loud voice on the intercom snaps Barry out of his fantasy.
- “Barry come on! They are waiting for us!” Pearl tells him.
- “What?! Ooh, sorry I… I… never mind!

Barry looks down and focuses his attention on placing both anklets as fast as he can.
- “They are beautiful, Barry! Thank you!!”
- “It is… (he wanted to say ‘a pleasure’ but instead he said) my job” He smiles.
- “Hey, Barry… (Pearl starts blushing) I need to ask for a favor, a BIG favor. Please don’t tell the guys that I haven’t had sex in a long time. Please Barry, please!! I’ll be the laughing-mockery of the Station!!”
- “Em, yeah, sure. Of course, I can keep a secret.”
- “Oh, Barry you are amazing!! Thank you so much!” (kisses him on the mouth) I love you, you know that!
- “Mmh, yes I know that. I love you too…”

Pearl rushes out the door.

TRAINING DECK - MOMENT LATER!
Everyone is there. Either naked on in their underwear. They are all showing their new devices to one another.
- “Hey, finally Jennings is here! Now we can start”

Commissioner addresses the crowd:
- “You have all been given updated devices. They all have a new feature that we will test right now. Behind that gate is a large labyrinth with hidden rooms with difficult or no access. Inside a few rooms we have manage to secure some. . . Catgirls”
- “What?!” Everybody is surprised.
- “Don’t worry! I assure you this means no harm to you! You will not be in ANY contact with them. And that is the whole purpose of this. You see “Cuteness” has a very special frequency. “Cute Girls” they vibrate at a HIGHER frequency. Color pink leaves traces. Your devices are specially equipped with radars and sensors that detect that high frequency so you’ll be able to detect when ‘cuteness’ is near by. Even if several feet away in another room. Now all you have to do is pay close attention at the vibration of your device and practice getting closer to the source. Of course the closer cuteness is the harder your device will vibrate”.

The gates unlock. One by one start walking in to that dark labyrinth.
- “Good luck ladies and gentleman”

(To be continued)'

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AI art 'A NOUVELLE NOIR (Part 3)' with user description 'In a dark, almost empty room, a naked body hangs. Unconscious, motionless.
Silence all around.
Long burgundy hair pointing down, defeated. Though one could not say the same about the breasts; standing firm, solid, like two strong guards facing the world forward.

The naked body as still as the night outside.

Though the conscious mind is asleep, the nervous system is still awake, working, as it ought to be. It sends a signal to the brain: <Wake up, we need to move>

- “Wha - “

Her body jolts. An automatic response from the nervous system when blood is not flowing properly to all parts of the body. Her legs react, the soles of her naked feet get placed properly on to the floor holding all 135 lbs of soft skin and sturdy bones. She feels relieved.
She manages lift up her head, wiggle the fingers and toes.

- “I can not see you, but I can smell your cheap cologne” Detective Pearl says to the void.

- “Finally, she wakes up” A male voice is heard behind her. She is not afraid.

*If that man wanted to hurt me, he would have done that by now. Instead he kept me hanging here, like a hunter’s trophy* Pearl thinks.

- “Enjoying the view??” She asks.
- “Very much! It is not every day that one gets to admire the great Detective Pearl Jennings in the flesh. Literally… quite literally.”
- “I’m glad one of us is having fun”
- “Oh don’t worry, you will too when you find out why you are here” the mysterious man replies.

(to be continued)'

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A NOUVELLE NOIR (Part 3)

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AI art 'Special Live Concert for 500 Followers' with user description 'Thanks you all so much for reaching this Milestone 🥰 Today Priss and the Knights Sabers featuring my self will perfom only for 😁 We Play the Song Runaways from The Midnight we wish you all fun enjoy it.

This link leads to the Song and a little bonus 😘:

https://drive.google.com/file/d/1fizeYP2Z1Asxl4G_xMSAyJdCztG3k65J/view?usp=drivesdk

Lyrics:

When the sun is going down
Sinking to the ground
Don't you get that feeling?
Yeah
Like you got to get away
'Cause baby, if we stay
We might stop believing
Yeah

Baby, we've been living like there's nothing to find
But maybe we can take it to the end of the line and see
So if we get a ticket, would you take it to ride?
We'll hit the city limits, and we'll leave it behind, be free
Looking for that feeling

You wanna run away
Before the summer fades
You know it's not too late
California dreaming, looking for that feeling
You wanna run away
Before the summer fades
You know it's not too late
California dreaming, looking for that feeling

Sun is going down
Over this town
Don't you get that feeling?
Yeah
We got to get away
'Cause baby, if we stay
We're going to hit that ceiling
Feel like disappearing (oh-oh)

Baby, we've been living like there's nothing to find
But maybe we can take it to the end of the line and see
So if we get a ticket, would you take it to ride?
We'll hit the city limits, and we'll leave it behind, be free
Looking for that feeling

You wanna run away
Before the summer fades
You know it's not too late
California dreaming
Looking for that feeling
You wanna run away
Before the summer fades
You know it's not too late
California dreaming
Looking for that feeling
You wanna run away (run away)
Before the summer fades
You know it's not too late (you know it's not too late)
California dreaming (oh-oh)
Looking for that feeling

Baby, we've been living like there's nothing to find
But maybe we can take it to the end of the line and see
(Before the summer fades)
So if we get a ticket, would you take it to ride?
We'll hit the city limits, and we'll leave it behind, be free
California dreaming (oh)
Looking for that feeling

Baby, we've been living like there's nothing to find
But maybe we can take it to the end of the line and see
(Before the summer fades)
So if we get a ticket, would you take it to ride?
We'll hit the city limits, and we'll leave it behind, be free
California dreaming
Looking for that feeling.

@octavian @warmicestudios @ririfake @reptorn @casca_kirei-onna @heihund @bad77 @parda @terror2 @hollenwulf @varcolac @zerogroupe21 @goobygubby @cro_bo @saltymajor778 @zesoul @azariel @artfx85 @a_casual_prompter @peterco'

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Special Live Concert for 500 Followers

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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

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Mega Tokyo 2032 AD File 2.7: The Chang Case Part 8

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AI art "ARRESTED!!! (Part 2)"

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ARRESTED!!! (Part 2)

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AI art 'READY TO GROW' with user description 'For the “Too long; didn’t read crowd (TL;DR) —> She has finished her training and feels ready. Farmers throw a good-bye party. She moves to Shanghai to look for her first fight.

✨📚📕📗🔍📔📚📝🖇️🗒️📚✨
And now for “THE READERS CLUB”!!!
✨📚📕📗🔍📔📚📝🖇️🗒️📚✨

After she spends a great deal of time training and improving, her heart is healed and she is ready to leave the farmers behind. At her good-bye party farmers gave her a very special parting gift: They have all gotten together and made several blue and yellow dresses for her to fight with.

- “Huã, we know you scratch your clothes a lot so we made you several. We want you to think of us in your combats. The cotton stretches so you can fight comfortably and we made the slits on the side extra wide so your legs are free to move and kick"

Her heart is deeply moved by this present. No one has ever had such attentions with her before.
- “Go on… try them on”

She takes off her grey shirt and with delicate care puts on her new blue and yellow dress. (No images of this moment were created, sorry, didn’t get to it 😊 but for the first time we see her on her typical blue outfit. The one we all grew up watching… 😍 —— I wanted to make the getting of the typical Chun Li outfit a special moment)
She hugs everyone good bye. Everyone is there except Csaba (the hungarian man, the one who at first ejaculated prematurely when being with her - There is a deeper story here but we will not get to it now) She looks around and Csaba is not in the crowd. Looks to his hut and a new blue curtain held with yellow ribbons has replaced the old brown curtain.
- “He will be wearing your colors now” The old man tells her.
- “Please tell Csaba that I will miss him”
- “I will. He didn’t want to be here but he left this for you”
The old farmer hands her a small wooden box, (we’ll talk about the contents of this box later 😉) she smiles and hugs the elder good bye.

DAYS LATER - SHANGHAI:
After settling in a small room she goes to the Dongtai Road Market. She enters the winding labyrinth of stores and businesses and knocks on a special red door. Asks for “The Moderator”
- “Moderator? Got the wrong door. Don’t know what you are talking about?”
- “I am a new fighter and here’s my entrance!” She hands over a big stack of bills. The guy reaches for the money and closes the door back again. She stays quiet outside for a while and after a couple of minutes the red door opens again.

(For the next scene I don’t have all the images but you can sort of follow them with the text)

A DARK ROOM:
The Moderator, a mysterious man of whom we never see his face, we only hear his thick, deep voice. He sits behind an old desk in the shadows.

- “Who is the fighter?" Ask The Moderator.
- “I AM” Answers Huã with pride. The moderator looks at her for a moment and simply shrugs his shoulders as if not caring for the fate of this woman entering the most vicious underground fighting circle in the world.
- “Name?”
- “Huã Li”
- “Huã...? “Flower”...is that your fighter name?”
- “That is my name and that is the only name I have!” Responds defensively.
- “Don’t like it, it’s too...soft 'Beautiful Flower' too weak” Says The Moderator.
- “And you are so pretty that you are not just a flower, you are the whole garden! (One of the guys in the room says looking at her body) Hell, you are the whole spring season!!!

They all laugh.

- “Yes, (says another man looking at her ass and thighs) you are the WHOLE SEASON !!! (Their eyes widen with lust) You are CHUN-Li!!!
- “CHUN Li, ‘Beautiful Spring’ (Says The Moderator) That sounds much more fitting”
- “Yeah, whatever!! I don’t care about the name as long as I get to kick their asses!! Who’s first???”
- Well, we have several opponents tonight… (responds The Moderator) "A japanese zumo wrestler…"
- “Too easy. What else?”
- “A brazilian beast, a weird skinny dude from India, a big russian wrestler, an american playboy… oh, this one…. this might be a much better fit for you… another asian, a Japanese arrogant prick.”
- "I don’t care who’s first, If I have to beat them all I don’t care in what order I punch their faces!"
- "Ok, suit yourself. You paid the money to get in and you are in. Hey, Rocko (to his assistant) Go tell Ryu his first opponent of the night is here."
- "My pleasure, boss! I’ll tell him his next victim is here and she is ready to take it up the ass!!” Rocko is about to laugh when a single round kick to the face breaks half his teeth. Rocko drops unconscious to the floor like a sack of bricks.

She says quietly: “Not any more…”

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@parda @gildenstein @bad77 @terror2 @onlyyouprod @dreamerofdreams'

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READY TO GROW

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AI art "[REPOST/REVAMP] - Office Lady modelling aspirations go through the gym part 3"

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[REPOST/REVAMP] - Office Lady modelling aspirations go through the gym part 3

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AI art '“A MADAME IS BORN"' with user description 'Originally this was going to be a longer set, but I’ll go through the important points for the sake of moving the story along.

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- “The ship I was traveling on had to make an emergency stop for parts and repair. It was close to midnight and I was told the only place open at that time where I could get a warm meal was the famous pub “First Post” the oldest establishment in the bay. It was a freezing night and I was really hungry. What I thought was going to be an uneventful night ended up being much more than that. The owner started making small talk when he brought me my plate. We started talking”

Short version: they both realize they are at a cross roads in their lives. She wants to settle in and he wants to sell everything and travel de world. One is tired of traveling around the world and the other one is tired of being all of his life in the same place.

He mentions he has tried to sell the bar but it has been difficult because the bar comes attached to the brothel next door. His former business partner managed the brothel and he managed the bar.
- “A few year ago my partner got in trouble with a very dangerous customer and ended up loosing his life. I know nothing about running a sex joint so the girls have taken over and managed it to the best of their abilities. But they are no business ladies and the place is going down faster than a sack of bricks in the middle of the ocean. I want to sell the bar but no one wants to buy the sex joint next door”

Something happened inside Huã when she heard that. Almost as if a light she never knew she had was turned on for the first time. No real thought went before saying:
- “Show me”
- “Show you… what?” Said the man.
- “Show me the brothel. I wanna see it”

Surprised at the request the owner agreed. The brothel was divided in sections. The first sections were the once better kept. Probably because they were used for the customers with more money. The other sections were used for quick blowjobs or customers who didn’t want to pay a more luxurious experience. As Huã witnessed the poor conditions of the place she couldn’t help it but think about the unsavory conditions she also had to endure while having sex for money. Every girl there was a reminder of her former self. Somehow the smell and darkness of that place seemed very familiar to her. The deeper in she went into the brothel the bigger the feeling inside her. It was not until she arrived to the living quarters when she broke down. Not only the place these girls fucked was unsanitary, also their chambers, the rooms they lived in were painful to watch. Seeing the conditions these girls lived in made her know she had arrived there for a reason. A stillness in her heart arouse. Peace, quiet and a sense of BELONGING took over her.
- “I’ll buy it”

The owner heard the words correctly but his brain could not believe and register the idea correctly.
- “Excuse me?”
- “I’ll buy it. The bar AND the brothel”

The owner once again heard correctly but still had difficulties believing his ears.
- “You’ll … buy … BOTH? You’ll buy the bar AND the brothel”
- “Well, actually … I’ll buy the brothel and the bar that comes with it”

Not wanting this opportunity to get away the owner extended his arm and they shook hands. They walked back to the bar and Huã had a waiter go to the ship and tell the captain she was going to stay there and to have all her belongings brought to her at once.

The very next day they got the paperwork done and the payment settled in full. The deal was done. She was now the owner of the brothel and the caretaker of the girls living and working in it and that, automatically, turned her into a Madame. Hence, Madame Li was born.

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Next Chapter: “A NEW FAMILY”'

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“A MADAME IS BORN"

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AI art 'Puppy's Second Chance' with user description 'This post is a continuation of @gildenstein's post 'What shall I do with my little puppy?'.
Link: https://betterwaifu.com/post/snfq9ql
Thank you ×1000 for sharing Arazni's prompting with me and allowing me to make a post with her, Gildenstein! 🥰

—— Story time ——

*Gaaasp!!*
I woke up choking for air, my head pounding like it had been split open. “Where the hell am I?”
Memories trickled back. I’d gone home with Arazni, the stunning woman cosplaying as some ancient fantasy queen. She was insanely hot, so when she begged for pet-play, I went along with it. Things escalated fast. Her blowjob was mind-blowing. I came embarrassingly quick, without warning, straight down her throat.
That’s when everything went hazy. I vaguely remember her “punishing” me with a spanking that only turned me on more. Then her eyes glowed, and the next time her mouth wrapped around me, it felt… wrong. My consciousness faded.
Now I stood in an unfamiliar room wearing only my boxers. No clothes in sight. I stepped into a long stone hallway lined with heavy wooden doors. “This place is massive. Does she own a whole damn castle?”
I pressed my ear to the first door. Strange noises came from inside. I cracked it open.
Three glowing eyes of a gigantic dog-like monster stared back at me. I slammed the door shut, heart hammering. The beast roared but couldn’t get through.
“Holy shit… was she actually a 3,000-year-old lich?”
The next room was a treasure hoard—gold, weapons, armor, and best of all, clothes. None of the shirts fit, but I finally had pants again.
That’s when I heard her voice echoing from downstairs. I crept toward it.
Arazni sat on a throne, commanding an army of skeletons in a language that twisted in my ears. When she finished, she moved into a side chamber. I followed silently.
She was studying a map when I stepped behind her and gently touched her shoulder.
She spun around, face twisting into a demonic snarl. Purple flame ignited in her palm. “WHO DARES—”
In pure panic, I grabbed her breasts over her robe.
Her rage vanished instantly. The flame disappeared. “Puppy…? I thought I killed you. I only meant to punish you a little…”
I grinned. “You think that was enough to finish me? I’ve had worse nights at the BetterWaifu Bar.”
I fondled her softly, then caressed her chin. I continued. "Were you going to cry over me?" She looked away, cheeks faintly flushed. “This body hasn’t cried in over two thousand years,” she muttered. “I was just… disappointed our fun ended so soon.”
With a smug smile, she snapped her fingers. Her clothes dissolved into shadows, leaving her naked except for her crown and bracelets. Another snap and my pants vanished.
“Jeez, I just got those!”
She pushed me onto a bed that hadn’t been there a second ago and straddled me.
"Are you ready to fuck a lich?" Arazni whispered seductively.
Before I could reply, she sank down onto my thick cock, her tight purple pussy stretching around me. Her eyes widened in genuine surprise at my size, and a cute, involuntary moan escaped her lips as a faint blush colored her pale, undead cheeks. She began riding me with eager rolls of her hips, her moans growing louder and more desperate with every bounce. Embarrassed by her own shameless sounds, she quickly spun around into reverse cowgirl position, hiding her flushed face while continuing to bounce harder on me.
"I'm cumming!" I warned breathlessly.
"Do it! I'm so close too!" she gasped, glancing back over her shoulder with lust-filled eyes.
Her inner walls clenched tightly around me as I exploded deep inside her. Arazni cried out, her whole body shaking violently. She collapsed forward, face buried in the sheets, her crown tumbling off beside her. Her ass remained raised invitingly in the air, my cum already leaking from her well-used pussy.
Still rock hard, I positioned myself behind her. "Is this lich ready to get fucked in the ass?"
Not waiting for a response, I pushed into her tight rear. She let out muffled arcane shouts into the bedsheets as I thrust deep and steady. It didn't take long before I pulled out and painted her smooth back with my second thick load.
Arazni rolled onto her back, breathing heavily, staring in disbelief at my unrelenting erection. "Really? A third round already? Fine... you can use my tits."
I straddled her stomach and slid my shaft between her perfectly sized breasts. With the last of her strength, she weakly pressed them together around me. The sight of her exhausted, cum-streaked face drove me even wilder. I thrust between her soft mounds until I erupted, shooting thick ropes across her face and chest.
She let out one final soft groan and passed out completely spent.
I stood and admired the beautiful ancient lich queen lying there, covered in my cum. Spotting her fallen crown, I grinned. "Perfect souvenir for the boys."
I placed it on my head. The world spun in swirling shadows and magic.
Suddenly, I was back in my own bedroom, wearing nothing but the ancient crown.

—— To be continued? ——'

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Puppy's Second Chance

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AI art 'The Queen of Lust' with user description 'Gildenstein: Ladies and gentlemen, good evening, and welcome to the Hot Legs highlight of tonight! The Queen of Lust herself—Annie—honors us with her presence. Her playmate for this evening is none other than our very own Priss! Grab your drinks, sit back, and enjoy the show!

You have all come @bad77 @parda @warmicestudios @terror2 @peterco @blackhairedstudent @barry915 @reptorn to see us. Center stage, she lies naked upon our playground, waiting for me. Lust is written all over her face; her wild eyes beg me to share my desire with her. Her lips wait longingly for mine. Her breathing comes in heavy gasps of joyful anticipation, awaiting the touch of my skin. I savor this sight for just a moment longer—this woman who pleads with me to make her mine. Her tender, soft breasts with those perfect nipples, that sweet navel, those endlessly long legs, and her already dripping-wet pink pussy. I claim it all. Gildenstein promised the boys a show, and a show is exactly what they’re going to get. I approach her, stopping just inches away, then lift my foot and offer her my toes. A collective moan ripples through the audience as she teases them with her tongue. So soft, so wet—and my hand is already on my own pearl. I walk around her and kneel down between her spread legs. With a smile, I accept the Venus she offers me and bury my tongue deep inside her. Her moans make the audience sit up and take notice—so intense, truly an unforgettable moment. I see men stroking their cocks and women sliding their hands beneath their clothes. The ecstasy is palpable, and *I* savor every single moment of it. Her sweet nectar of love moistens my lips; I lick it up, not wasting a single drop. I pull her between my legs until our wet pussies touch and rub against each other. Moaning, I massage both our clits until we come. Dazed, she sits up.

Priss: Please, I want to taste your sweet juices on my tongue.

How could I say no to that? I spread my legs wide, offering her a sight that makes people pause, all while I continue to massage my clit. She buries her face between my legs, her tongue pleasuring my core. I’m addicted to her; I want more of her nectar. So I lift her head—confusion in her gaze, holding the unspoken question: did she do something wrong? Smiling, I shake my head and position her beneath me so that we can lick each other. Our next orgasm isn't long in coming. Trembling, we lie draped over one another. It seems that a few people in the audience have come as well; one of the women has taken her partner's cock deep down her throat, and cum is trickling from the corners of her mouth—a sight that makes me jealous. Priss draws my attention back to herself; she’s holding a dildo in her hand.

Priss: Ple...ase...
Annie: Please... what, my love?
Priss: Please... fuck... me...

She is so sweet; our tongues find one another as I insert the dildo for her, just as she asked. She comes instantly—what a sweet, naughty girl. I grab another dildo from the play area and hand it to her; why should she be the only one having fun? The dildos slide in and out of our greedy pussies, but they bring me no true satisfaction; my holes are craving something real.

Annie: Boys! We need your help up here!

They don't need to be told twice; they strip off their clothes as they step onto the stage. Gildenstein stands unimpressed behind the bar, but I swear I saw a smirk flit across his features. Our bodies are devoured by them—hard, throbbing cocks everywhere. They fill every orifice: mouth, pussy, asshole—God, the ecstasy! There is nothing better than a hard cock taking me like an animal. Priss seems to feel the exact same way; she comes again and again. My head, too, is spinning after countless orgasms. The air is thick with sex, sweat, and our moans—the moans of two sluts being fucked into oblivion. Dazed by the ceaseless waves of pleasure, we lie on the play area while the boys drench us in their hot cum. They paint a white masterpiece upon our skin. Breathing heavily, I kiss Priss, and she returns the kiss. Weariness settles over the guests and over us as well, yet I cannot hide how much I enjoyed this. Priss, too, smiles at me, trembling all over. In halting breaths, she forces the words through her lips:

Priss: "You... truly... are... the Queen of Lust."'

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The Queen of Lust

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AI art "Office Lady's erotic photoshoot part 2"

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Office Lady's erotic photoshoot part 2

AI art with user description '@octavian @peterco @warmicestudios @smut317 @gildenstein @cef_ultra @casca_kirei-onna @heihund @bad77 @a_casual_prompter @parda @terror2 @hollenwulf @varcolac @goobygubby @cro_bo @saltymajor778

Well I am away now till Monday evening UK time, have a great weekend guys and I hope to come back to some incredible content <3 dont have too much fun without me'

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AI art "Mount Lady's job interview"

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Mount Lady's job interview

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AI art "[REPOST/REVAMP] - Office Lady gym session continues part 1"

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[REPOST/REVAMP] - Office Lady gym session continues part 1

AI art 'Emma' with user description 'Emma heads out looking for clues. Instead, finds someone....Was it him? Someone else? Guess she'll never know.

Short story and character inspired by a simple question from @warmicestudios. Hey @peterco, was that you or not?'

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Emma

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AI art "One more round w/Annie"

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One more round w/Annie

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AI art 'Ginny learns troll anatomy (feat. vanishing spell)' with user description '"You think I can't beat a troll? I'll show you how it's done!"'

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Ginny learns troll anatomy (feat. vanishing spell)

AI art 'Hunk a hubba' for prompt: 'Buff, naked, muscular, tall, broad-shouldered, handsome, bronze skin, dark hair, short hair, facial hair, green eyes, 1man, standing, big cock, cum dripping, flexing arms, solo'

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Hunk a hubba

AI art 'hail the King 👑 4K' with user description 'The king of Interracial has four thousand vassals! Hail the king! Hurrah!

@octavian thanks for everything. I hope you enjoy even the blooper 😂😘💋 (I forgot to remove some prompts)'

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hail the King 👑 4K

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