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AI art "The Shadow of the Frontier - Prologue: Born from the Ashes"

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The Shadow of the Frontier - Prologue: Born from the Ashes

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AI art 'Congratulations Cef for 4k!!🎉' with user description 'Congratulations @cef_ultra on joining the 4 Thouie Club with @zuzul !! Very much well deserved💛🥳🎉

@zerogroupe21 @peterco @gildenstein @zesoul @zuzul @bad77 @octavian @onlyyouprod @reptorn @terror2 @cro_bo @parda'

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Congratulations Cef for 4k!!🎉

a_casual_prompter

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AI art 'Queen of the Desert: The Legend of Dalia' with user description 'Dalia left Rivermoor by horseback, looking for the Areolan Temple, known to house the power of the Breast Vicar. She rode until the sea disappeared behind her and the land turned to dunes of sand.

“This must be the Deserts of Anima,” she thought. “Perhaps I’ve gone too far.”

She rode until she came upon a desert city, full of rowdy barbarians and traders. She dismounted and moved through the caravan with trepidation.

“I would very much not like to end up as I did on that ship,” she thought.

As she walked to the center of the tent city, she stopped as a mighty red-haired woman was on an altar, pleasuring barbarian after barbarian with her enormous tits.

Dalia stared with awe as the powerful woman subdued the rowdy men with her hands and breasts. The sight made her wet with lust. Her pleasure powers warmed inside her.

After wiping herself off and adjusting her clothes, the beastly woman noticed the Casi and pointed.

“Who the hell are you?” She barked. “Some fancy royal come to the desert?”

“I’m Princess Dalia, the Pleasure Vicar, and I’ve been sent by the king to gather the other Vicars. Who are you?” She replied.

“I’m Athena, and I run this place. Welcome to the traveling city of Elvania. Vicars huh? Never heard of them.”

Dalia smiled. “I’m looking for the Areolan Temple. Have you heard of that?”

Athena walked up to the Princess until her massive jugs eclipsed Dalia’s perky bosom. “Maybe, but first I want to see what a Pleasurs whatever can do. I challenge you to paizuri combat.”

Dalia looks curious. A titfuck contest was so primative, but Athena’s tits were massive. How could she possibly win? Still, she desperately needed the information.

“If I win, you become my vassal and will pleasure the men here,” Athena said, whipping out her monster mounds.

“Deal. If I win, you take me to the temple,” Dalia said, exposing her perfect, but visibly inferior breasts.

They went inside the tent of one of Athena’s finest breeding bulls and began the contest.

“It’s simple: Whoever makes him cum the most wins,” Athena said. She got to work, her tits enveloping his massive cock. Within a few minutes, he was blowing his load on her tits and face.

“Your turn, your highness.” Athena challenged.

Dalia placed the cock between her tits. She rubbed with enthusiasm. Then, her powers activated. The pleasure the man felt was immediate - it was as if his cock were deep inside the tightest cunt in the world.

“FUCK!” He yelled as he exploded his nut everywhere. Dalia was covered. Athena looked shocked before laughing cheerfully.

“THAT WAS AMAZING!” She squealed. “No one has ever beat me at that. Is this the power of a Vicar? I want in!”

That night, Athena treated the Princess to a wild night of feasts, fellowship, and fucking. The barbarian men pleased the Queen of the Desert and the Pleasure Vicar until they went to sleep.

After a nice oasis bath, the two women headed to the temple, where the power of the Vicar awaits.

(@gildenstein, @bad77, @barry915, @terror2, @starima, @smut317 and @murcie got Athena the win with seven votes! Mikala and Rina tied with three votes and Madeline had zero. All will be featured and maybe some others?)'

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Queen of the Desert: The Legend of Dalia

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AI art '500 Angelic Desires ✨🪽' with user description 'Thank you so much for 500 Followers! 🎉
I can hardly believe that so many of you like my random stuff here, but thank you! 😳♥️

@octavian @peterco @warmicestudios @smut317 @gildenstein @casca_kirei-onna @heihund @bad77 @a_casual_prompter @parda @terror2 @hollenwulf @varcolac @zerogroupe21 @goobygubby @cro_bo @saltymajor778 @zesoul @azariel'

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500 Angelic Desires ✨🪽

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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

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AI art "A Genuine Question… 🤔"

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A Genuine Question… 🤔

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AI art 'Chapter 4: “Face to face”' with user description 'A dark piano playing in the background. A trumpet fills the air.
A sexy, velvet female voice:
“How the hell did this happen? One day everything is quiet and the next the whole department is running emergency drills?! Just last night I was making my regular rounds at Cum Gardens and everybody was behaving properly. People were just having sex minding their own business. Students were taken care of over at Waifu University. Just a regular Tuesday night and now… now that tranquility is gone!”
- “I can’t stop thinking about what Barry told me as I was exiting his lab. He seemed really nervous”

FLASHBACK - BARRY:
- “Jennings, about your device… devices were custom made for each person. We needed to target their most sensitive areas and… (Nervous pause) Those devices are made to stimulate you and - to create THAT chemical reaction of…”
- “Barry, what are you saying?”
- “We need to keep you grounded and...”
- “Grounded? What are you talking about?”
- “What you are about to experiment HAS a reason. We didn’t just… there’s a reason just trust me, OK?!”

As Detective Pearl walks through the maze, she goes into a darker area. All of a sudden:
- “Oh, the thong - It’s vibrating! That means I must be close to… ooohhh!” A sudden jerk in her knees reveals that the vibrations have hit a spot.
- “Oh, wow!!! Since… since I haven’t had sex in a long time, any stimulus feels very - powerful! Oohh, Genie! Oh, Genie, this feels…”

Detective Pearl doesn’t know whether she should continue or back up on her tracks.
- “C’mon, Pearl, wise up!! You have to know your enemy! You have to focus! What are you going to do if you stumble upon one of those things at an alley? Come on!!”

Detective Pearl decides to continue forward. With each step the vibration in her clitoris grew stronger.
- “IS THIS WHAT BARRY WAS TALKING ABOUT?!” Pearl thinks. “KEEP ME GROUNDED?! — Well it definitely forces me to stay focused!! Aahh…my clit”

- “Wait!! S-sounds are coming from…”

Detective Pearl approaches a darker area.
- “It looks as if this area has been abandoned for a while, but… that wall. Is freshly painted! And there are foot marks on the floor!! Fresh footsteps. Someone has been here recently!”

She keeps moving forward. Apparently it is a dead end.
- “The footsteps, they go directly to that wall, they go… UNDER the wall!!”

She leans against the wall as if trying to feel or sense something unusual. Suddenly, by the weight of her own body the wall moves. A secret corridor now lays in front of her. She has to move slowly until her eyes get accustomed to the darkness.

And finally…the inevitable.
- “They are real, they exist!!”

Pearl’s entire life flashes in front of her eyes! There IT was, that thing, looking straight at her. Pearl freezes. She can’t move! That thing walking/crawling straight towards her, with that smile! That smile!!!

(To be continued…)'

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Chapter 4: “Face to face”

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AI art 'Wet T-Shirt Challenge 💦👕' with user description '@peterco may not have announced it as a challenge, but since everyone’s jumping in, I’m obviously joining too! 🌦️👕

When the rain hits… and the shirt gets wet 😏

@octavian @warmicestudios @smut317 @gildenstein @casca_kirei-onna @heihund @bad77 @a_casual_prompter @parda @terror2 @hollenwulf @varcolac @zerogroupe21 @goobygubby @cro_bo @saltymajor778 @zesoul @azariel'

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Wet T-Shirt Challenge 💦👕

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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 "@blackhairedstudent's 2K Follower Special 🎉🎉 (Chapter 1)"

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@blackhairedstudent's 2K Follower Special 🎉🎉 (Chapter 1)

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AI art "The Hunger: Consumption [4 of 4]"

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The Hunger: Consumption [4 of 4]

dreamerofdreams

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AI art 'Farewell, my friend 🪦' with user description 'Before I start with the story, I feel like I have to get this important notice out of the way first:
⚠️ This post does not mean anyone has died in real life. It's just for funsies! ⚠️
Also, I'm sorry for using (mostly) unrelated clickbait as the thumbnail! 🙇‍♂️

— Story time —

The weather couldn’t have been more fitting.
Dark clouds blanketed the sky as rain poured down in relentless sheets, turning the cemetery paths into slick rivers of mud.
Though it was midday, the world felt trapped in cold, grim twilight.

A group dressed in black gathered around a modest tombstone.
Some leaned on one another for comfort, while others stood in rigid silence.
The heavy rain nearly drowned out the soft whimpers of a pregnant young woman wearing a black veil.
Even a few higher beings had come to mourn the loss of BetterWaifu’s greatest close-up artist.

They were saying goodbye to BlackHairedStudent.

His death was an unfortunate accident during the latest police raid on his basement—his stuffing had to be collected from throughout the entire building’s air ducts.

One lonely figure watched from afar beneath an old oak, disappointment clear on her face.
“Stupid Black,” she muttered.
“You were supposed to bring me ultimate despair.
I was a fool to think you could succeed where so many others failed.”
She turned and disappeared into the shadows.

The group lingered until a blinding flash lit up the sky, followed by roaring thunder.
A muffled sound came from the grave.
Suddenly a blue flame erupted from the soil, growing into wild cackling laughter.
Black’s ghost emerged from the flames, floating above his tombstone.

“Who gave you permission to throw such a boring funeral for me?!” he boomed with a wide grin.
“Was it you, my sweet little Nagatoro?”
She stared back in shock.
“If my funeral is going to be made into a post, it should at least feature panty shots!”
He snapped his ghostly paws.
A strong wind tore through the cemetery.
The centipede girl tried to hold her dress down in vain as it flew up.
Nagatoro didn’t even resist—the wind revealed she wore nothing underneath, exposing her pregnant belly and bare pussy.

Black’s expression softened.
“Y-you remembered our promise?”
“Of course, you stupid bear!” A tearful smile broke through her sorrow.
“I just never thought I’d have to honor it at your funeral.
How could you leave me after promising so much, you dummy?”
Black looked taken aback, then furious as his eyes landed on Terror2.
“You!! This is all your fault! You wrote me into this awkward position and how dare you use my precious Sakura as clickbait for your stupid post!”

His ghostly form lunged forward and latched onto his back.
“Feel the wrath of the dead, you backstabbing bastard!”
Blue flames erupted around them.
“Wait—what’s happening?” Black yelped.
“This power… it’s coming from your crown?! Stop! I’m in contr—”

Silence.

When I opened my eyes, I floated in an endless void.
No light, no sound—yet I could see my own body clearly.
A spotlight clicked on ahead.
Black sat there with his back turned.
“I never meant for any of this to happen,” he said quietly.
“I only wanted to create cute and sexy images of my favorite anime girls.”
He stood and turned toward me, tears streaming down his face.
“For a while everything was perfect.
I’d invite girls, pay them well, film scenes, and tease them a little.
But then I discovered the Close-up Bubble.”
A deep red glowing orb appeared in his hands, a tiny heart pulsing inside.
"It made those perfect shots effortless, but the power grew too strong.
It clouded my judgment.
I broke the rules despite the frogman’s warnings.
You know how it ended.”

His story left a lump in my throat.
“Don’t be too sad,” Black said with a weak smile.
“It was my own choice.
To prove it I’m passing the Close-up Bubble onto you now.
Be better than I was.
Don’t let it consume you.”

He pushed the bubble forward.
Immense power surged through me as it touched my chest, filling my mind with vivid close-up visions.
“Hahaha… that takes me back.”
Wings sprouted from his shoulders and he started to rise.

As I felt our time grew short, I finally managed to speak.
“Thank you for everything, Black!
I’ll never forget your sacrifices.
I promise to keep this power in check!”

“Don’t think of this as goodbye, my friend.
I’ll be watching from above—keep everyone entertained!
Please tell Nagatoro I’m sorry I couldn’t keep my promise.
Watch over her for me. She cared more than she let on.
Oh, and if you ever meet the frogman, tell him I'm sorry as well.
I'm very grateful to him for giving me a final chance."

He faded into the light as my consciousness slipped away.

“…you guys! I think he’s waking up!”
I opened my eyes to Ankha’s tear-streaked face hovering above mine.
She burst into fresh tears of relief.
“Please never scare us like that again!!”

— The End —

@blackhairedstudent, you will forever remain in our hearts. ❤️

(Also, thank you @gildenstein for letting me use Akiko even though I didn't ask. 😅)'

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Farewell, my friend 🪦

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AI art 'Don't Piss Off Artoria Pendragon'

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Don't Piss Off Artoria Pendragon

a_casual_prompter

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AI art "Cyndel and the BW universe"

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Cyndel and the BW universe

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AI art "Heat Break🌡❄️"

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Heat Break🌡❄️

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AI art "Winter is ending, see you next year !"

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Winter is ending, see you next year !

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AI art 'EXTREME CLOSE UPS' with user description 'I assure you that this atom belongs to a very attractive girl.

@ironsteel54 @peterco @gildenstein @cef_ultra @reptorn @terror2 @barry915 @casca_kirei-onna @smut317 , @bad77 @kendarfulgrim @murcie, @a_casual_prompter, @zesoul, @ririfake, @zerogroupe21 @dreamerofdreams, @cro_bo @artfx85 @warmicestudios @octavian @peterco'

EXTREME CLOSE UPS

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AI art "@peterco's 3K celebration party at the Cat Casino"

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@peterco's 3K celebration party at the Cat Casino

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AI art '😻 Cat Angels' with user description 'Lost in a world of false prophets and fake religions?

Deep down, your heart already knows the truth: the CATholicism - the only one faith that promises you 9 lives, and if you spend them all, there is a nekomimi paradise with 40 purring cat virgins waiting in the sunbeam afterlife, ready to take you into eternal purrvana 😏

CATvert today.
The cardboard CAThedral is open 24/7.
(We don’t do CATurdays though).

#CATholicism #NineLives #PurrvanaAwaits'

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😻 Cat Angels

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AI art "Song challenge: Gloria - Patti Smith"

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Song challenge: Gloria - Patti Smith

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