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AI art "Battle Angel : White"
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Battle Angel : White

zuzul
AI art '🌵 Wild Wild West Pussy' with user description 'My humble contribution to Western @octavian @warmicestudios @zuzul @cef_ultra @warmicestudios @parda @bad77 @terror2 @barry915 @cro_bo @zesoul @kendarfulgrim @onlyyouprod @smut317 @gildenstein @reptorn @hollenwulf @casca_kirei-onna @zerogroupe21 @goobygubby'
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🌵 Wild Wild West Pussy

peterco
AI art "2000 ?!?! 🤯😳"
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2000 ?!?! 🤯😳

zuzul
AI art 'Ilyana debut'
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Ilyana debut

barry915
AI art 'Beat the Heat Challenge: Wet T-Shirt Battle' with user description 'The girls conspired for a way to cool off and have some fun at the same time. The beach seemed the obvious destination choice, but what to do there? After much deliberation, a water gun battle was decided. Yulie would supply the ice water ammo, and Lady would keep score (she was too lazy to run around in this heat). Runie was the first to suggest a way to tell winners from losers. It was, after all, no fun if they weren’t playing to win. That was when Sweetheart made her move. “What do you say we make this interesting? A real punishment game. I just so happen to have some extra white t-shirts from the PE supply, and if we don’t use our swimsuit tops…” A mischievous grin took over her face. And that was how the wet t-shirt battle began. Unfortunately for the others, Stealth-Chan might have locked in a little too hard. The others got the last laugh, though. (Star wasn’t invited. Last time she misunderstood the assignment and made it rain on the entire beach.) (Thanks to @cro_bo for the fun challenge idea!) Random tags, GO! @cef_ultra @terror2 @heihund @parda @doggomage @barry915 @azariel @zuzul @goobygubby @warmicestudios @ririfake @gildenstein @bad77 @a_casual_prompter @octavian @peterco @casca_kirei-onna @hollenwulf @zesoul'
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Beat the Heat Challenge: Wet T-Shirt Battle

usagi77
AI art "Scrap Metal Hunter"
13

Scrap Metal Hunter

onkayetishar
AI art 'Elven Temptations 🌿' with user description 'In the heart of the ancient forests, the elves dance between moonlight and shadow… Some with graceful elegance, others with tempting, forbidden desires. A collection of ethereal beauties who know how to play with both light and darkness 😏 @octavian @peterco @warmicestudios @smut317 @gildenstein @casca_kirei-onna @heihund @bad77 @a_casual_prompter @parda @terror2 @hollenwulf @varcolac @zerogroupe21 @goobygubby @cro_bo @saltymajor778 @zesoul @azariel Generierungsdaten'
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Elven Temptations 🌿

reptorn
AI art "4K : Thanks you all for the support ! 🎊😳🤩😻🫡"
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4K : Thanks you all for the support ! 🎊😳🤩😻🫡

zuzul
AI art 'Revy Debut' with user description 'Hey, the fuck you lookin' at, you nosy prick? Name's Revy. Rebecca if some paperwork asshole needs the full legal bullshit, but everyone smart enough to live knows me as Revy. Age? Twenty-six. I've crammed more bullets, blood, and bad decisions into these years than most gutless bastards see in fifty. Don't test me on it or I'll redecorate this room with your brains. What I do for a livin'? Lagoon Company, baby. Out of that beautiful shithole called Roanapur. We smuggle guns, take dirty jobs, deliver death on a boat. I’m the muscle with twin Cutlass pistols. I shoot first, laugh second, and collect the paycheck third. Life’s cheap down there—perfect for a bitch like me who loves the smell of gunpowder and fear. How many sex partners have I had? *leans forward, eyes cold* Fuckin' hell, you really goin' there. Alright. I lost my virginity young, back when I was a scrawny kid in New York's slums stealin' food just to not starve. Guards caught me. Instead of proper jail, those corrupt pigs dragged me off. Three of 'em. Held me down like an animal, ripped my rags off, and took turns fuckin' me raw. First cock in hurt like someone pourin' fire inside me. I was cryin', bleedin', beggin' while they grunted and laughed, callin' me a dirty little thief whore. My old man was no better—a worthless drunk abusive fuck who beat me and my mom bloody every chance he got before she bailed. That night with the guards broke somethin' deep. I survived, though. Killed one of those bastards later with his own gun. After that, sex got twisted. Maybe a hundred eighty, two hundred partners? Drunk bar fucks after jobs, revenge lays where I left 'em bleedin', one-nighters to kill the memories of my father's belt or those guards' sweaty hands. Doesn't matter. I fuck on my terms now. No one breaks Revy twice. How am I feelin' about today's movie? *big feral grin, eyes lightin' up* Pumped as fuck, asshole! More than thirty guys ready to run a train and pass me around like a cum rag? Hell yeah. This gangbang porn shit is just another battlefield. I live for the rush—whether it's bullets or cocks. Cameras better catch every nasty second 'cause I'm gonna make it unforgettable. My body's ready for war. Adrenaline's already pumpin' like before a big shootout. Have I ever done a gangbang before? Small one once in Roanapur after a score. Handled six guys easy, left 'em limpin'. This is the big league with over thirty. Let's see if they got the stamina to keep up with me. Now, about gettin' fucked by over thirty men in a span of four hours... *smirks, voice gettin' husky and detailed* It started all professional-like for the cameras. They had me pose with my guns while still clothed—leather jacket open, Cutlass pistols in both hands, lookin' like the deadly bitch I am. Standin' tall, legs apart, tits pushed out, givin' that killer stare. Click after click, flashes goin' off. Then the first hour was very calm. They took it slow and easy at first. Guys takin' turns fuckin' me gentle, one or two at a time. I was on my back or on my knees, suckin' and ridin' smooth while they went in deep but controlled. It built up nice, my body gettin' warmed up without too much intensity. Just steady rhythm, fillin' me slow. After that calm hour, they pulled back for more shots. Stripped me naked completely. Posed me again with my guns—clean, no cum or sweat on me yet, skin still fresh for the lens. Naked, pistols crossed over my chest, legs spread wide, tits out proud and perky. Then they went heavy on my feet. Took tons of shots of 'em—my soles pressin' together, toes pointed, arches flexed. Feet are one of my favorite parts of my body, right up there with my tits. Love how strong and sexy they look after all the runnin' and fightin' in boots. Love usin' 'em to make guys lose their fuckin' minds. Cameras ate that shit up, zoomin' in close while I flexed and posed all clean and sharp. Right after those shots, the rough part began. The guys swarmed harder. Thirty plus, passin' me around like a shared prize. Now it was intense—poundin' my pussy and ass without mercy, double penetration stretchin' me wide while I choked on cocks. Airtight seal multiple times, every hole stuffed and workin' overtime. Slappin' sounds echoin', my tits bouncin' wild, ass gettin' slapped red. Orgasms crashin' through me hard while old flashbacks of my old man and those food-stealin' guards tried to surface, but I drowned 'em out with louder moans and curses. "Fuck me harder, you bastards!" Sweat started pourin', cum load after load fillin' me and coverin' my skin. Bodies everywhere, relentless for the next hours. My voice went hoarse from screamin' and takin' it down the throat. By the later stages my pussy and anus could not take it anymore—too raw, too sore, too fucked out after all that rough abuse. Last twenty minutes I switched it up. Finished the final guys with footjobs and blowjobs. My lovely feet wrappin' tight around thick cocks, toes strokin' fast and firm.'
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Revy Debut

jigsaw_
Hana attacking Amber

Hana attacking Amber

gildenstein
AI art '🌵 Miss Belle : Cleared for publication' with user description 'With the current Western and cowgirl trend in full swing, I decided to finally release the rest of the photos featuring Miss Belle that didn’t make it into the original gallery for various reasons — they’ve been sitting buried in my archives ever since. As you can see, Miss Belle wasn't "exposed" at all at first 🌸 Truth be told, recently I was just dusting off and brushing up on some of the concepts and themes I’ve been working months ago, like sepia tone and so 🤠 @octavian @warmicestudios @zuzul @cef_ultra @warmicestudios @parda @bad77 @terror2 @barry915 @cro_bo @zesoul @kendarfulgrim @onlyyouprod @smut317 @gildenstein @reptorn @hollenwulf @casca_kirei-onna @zerogroupe21 @goobygubby ... did I forget someone? 😁'
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🌵 Miss Belle : Cleared for publication

peterco
AI art "Little-Dancing-Cloud aiming"
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Little-Dancing-Cloud aiming

zuzul
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
AI art "Wild West Celest"
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Wild West Celest

octavian
AI art 'The Pretty Outlaws 💰' with user description 'Heard you're lookin’ for trouble, partner? She’s been called upon, so here she is! Lola is back, but she’s not alone. She brought a few of her friends to help run the Wild West. Along with Lola is… Buttercup! She might look like a classy little lady, but she’s deadly with a shotgun and likes firin’ it too 💥 With her is the jewel of the desert, the one they call Thunderbird! She’s lethal without havin’ to use guns. Give her a knife and she can carve you up like a jack rabbit 🗡️ These are my ladies for @zerogroupe21 ’s Wild West challenge! We’re still waitin’ on a few more fellers to join the fun 🤠👀 @blackhairedstudent @parda @terror2 @warmicestudios @cro_bo @cef_ultra @peterco (Peter already did his but I’m tagging him again hehe)'
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The Pretty Outlaws 💰

goobygubby
AI art "Light at the end of the tunnel?"
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Light at the end of the tunnel?

barry915
AI art 'Ancient godess'
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Ancient godess

valtek
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valtek
AI art "Battle Angel : Blonde"
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Battle Angel : Blonde

zuzul
AI art "The Elevator-1"
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The Elevator-1

idiidiidi
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