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AI art 'Dumpster' with user description 'She is just taking a rest before next round.'

Dumpster

cef_ultra
AI art "1000! Perrin is Horny to Celebrate~"
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1000! Perrin is Horny to Celebrate~

onlyyouprod
AI art 'Heroines'
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Heroines

barry915
AI art 'In HornyTown cuteness left a long time ago...' with user description 'No masks, no games. There’s only flesh against flesh. A raw and open conversation where honesty is the main rule. You get pleasure by giving pleasure. "No one is the master because no one is a slave"'
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In HornyTown cuteness left a long time ago...

warmicestudios
AI art '✨SPINNING BIRD KICK ✨' with user description 'To all the great guys who were following up on the ChunLi / Detective Pearl conversation, my sincere apologies to all of you but: I ran out of time. Have to go back to “Agent C-13” Hentai Comic Project (and other businesses). What was originally just a “quick distraction” and a pause/vacation turned out to be a FANTASTIC journey through HornyTown and the delicious curves of Pearl Jennings ❤️🥰❤️ Loved-Loved-Loved every bit of it! I spent countless hours writing & developing the characters and their plot lines. It was SO MUCH FUN to do so!!! I will be posting some of the images that I generated that I believe are worth sharing. Ok, we where on the iconic “Spinning bird kick” 1, 2 - Starting to practice balance first. She was gonna say things like: “I realized I was strong in the legs, but weak in my arms” something like that and have some arm/muscle training. 3 - Falling on her face. 🤣 Can’t have success without a few failures, right? 4 to 8 - Practicing balance and arms strength. You will find some images where she is scratched and in a town background and others where she has no scratches and she is in the old hut. 
The scratches were from an earlier draft where all this was going to happen while she was still in the city fighting. But later I decided to rewrite the story and introduced the farmers and wanted to see a happier more relaxed ChunLi so I created the ‘sunset - horizon - farmers’ version of the story which is the one I ultimately was showing you guys. 9 to 13 - This bit was fun!!! I wanted to add a touch of spice to her arm-handstand-balance-focus training so I wrote this bit: - “I became so obsessed with perfecting my technique that I even started training WHILE taking care of customers. I just told them I was gonna try something new and of course they had no idea what I was doing, but I was training my concentration, my balance, to stay focused upside-down NO MATTER WHAT!! They simply thought I was doing something funny and it was a win-win situation for everybody: I got to train my Focus and my technique and they got a much better view! They were so happy they would tip me more and I ended up making way more money than usual! Yes, it was a win-win situation for everybody” Same thing here… scratches in a city background, no scratches in old hut background. —— I really had sooooooo much fun making these!!! 14 to 16 - Trying the kick in real street fights now. You can see here she is still wearing GREY meaning she hasn’t gotten to the PRO level. 17 to 19 - These were for later chapters, when she finally makes the transition to the Blue/Yellow Chun Li that we all grew to love. The intention here was to HONOR @kokoroto and all you guys who would pause your NES or PlayStation to get a good crotch shot of ChunLi. 🤩'
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✨SPINNING BIRD KICK ✨

warmicestudios
AI art "Some random prompts"
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Some random prompts

octavian
AI art 'Revy Gangbang' with user description 'The deal was simple, if i make all of their cocks soft from cumming they would let me walk way, there was no other choice so I accepted the deal. They said they would use violence, I said I that i love violence. Dozens of Balalaika’s soldiers, guards, and hired thugs gathered around me in the dim, flickering lights, their eyes filled with ugly hunger as they closed in. I lifted my chin and forced a wide, cocky smirk across my face, planting my boots firmly on the ground. “That all you Russian dogs have? I’m Revy, Two Hands. I’ve killed more men than you’ve had hot meals. Come on, you limp-dicked fucks! I can take every single one of you and still walk out of here laughing my ass off. Let’s see what you’ve got!” They started snapping photos right away, flashes popping like cheap fireworks as I posed defiantly — chest out, legs apart, middle finger raised high. The first wave of men grabbed at me. I headbutted one hard, tasting blood on my lips, and laughed loudly. “Harder, you pathetic assholes! This is nothing but a warm-up for me!” But the hours dragged on and on. They kept rotating, never giving me a real break. I quickly noticed the drugs they were using — some nasty Roanapur chemical shit. These bastards would grunt, cum thick loads deep inside my cunt, my ass, and down my throat… then their gigantic cocks would swell back up rock-hard again in seconds, veins bulging, ready for more without any downtime. They ripped my tank top off, exposing my breasts to the cameras. My shorts followed, torn away violently. One by one they yanked off my combat boots. A grinning thug peeled off my sweaty sock and forced it deep into my mouth, the sour, filthy taste making me gag and choke. “Open wide, bitch,” one growled. A monstrous, wrist-thick cock pushed down my throat, stretching my jaw painfully and bulging my neck. I choked but tried to glare up with pure hate. At the same time, two others spread my legs wide and slammed into my pussy and ass together, pounding me brutally while cum leaked down my thighs in sticky streams. The wet, relentless slapping sounds filled the cell, mixed with the constant click of cameras. Then the voices changed. They became soft, almost gentle, which made it so much worse. “Good girl… Drink it all up, girl.” A rough hand stroked my matted hair almost tenderly while the cock continued fucking my face. “You can take it. You’re such a strong little girl.” Those words cut straight through me like a hot knife. Strong little girl. Suddenly I was thrown back into memories I tried so hard to bury. That roach-filled Chinatown apartment, the dim light swinging overhead. My father’s drunken breath on my neck, his heavy body pinning my small frame as he whispered the same sick shit: “Strong little girl, take it for daddy.” The pain, the locked door, my useless little hands pushing against him. Then the crooked cops in the back alley, passing me around under the streetlights, laughing softly with the exact same tone — “Good girl, drink it all up.” The helplessness I thought I had burned away with every bullet I ever fired. Tears started stinging my eyes. I tried to snarl and fight around the thick shaft destroying my throat, but my body began shaking uncontrollably. They flipped me around like a broken toy — one hammering my ass, another wrecking my pussy, the third forcing even deeper down my gagging throat. More photos flashed. More cum flooded every part of me. “Good girl, Revy. Take our cocks. You’re doing so well, strong little girl.” I shattered inside. Real panic exploded through me. Tears poured down my face as I sobbed helplessly around the cock choking me. I wasn’t the tough Two Hands anymore. I was just that scared little girl from Manhattan again, small, worthless, and leaking everywhere while monsters used me. The old trauma mixed with the present until I couldn’t tell them apart. My tough shell was gone, replaced by raw fear and broken sobs. They kept going for what felt like forever, whispering those creepy praises, slapping my ass, twisting my nipples, filling me over and over. My mind spun into darkness, body twitching from forced orgasms that hurt more than they pleasured. But then something deep inside me snapped back — the pure rage that had kept me alive all these years clawed its way through the pain. With a muffled scream, I twisted hard against the cuffs on the rough floor until a link finally gave way. I grabbed a dropped pistol from the ground. Chaos erupted. I started firing wildly, headshots dropping the first two guys instantly. Naked, covered in cum and sweat, I laughed through my tears as I snatched another gun. “You thought you broke me, you fucks?!” I roared. Bullets flew as I tore through the rest of them, shooting, stabbing ripping them with my hands. The little girl inside me was still crying but revy two hand was back. Balalaika would hear about this soon enough. Revenge is sweet and i was just getting started'
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Revy Gangbang

blackhairedstudent
AI art 'CHAPTER 1: “This is my town”' with user description 'A sad trumpet playing in the background. A slow piano joins in. A silky-velvet female voice: "This is my city: HornyTown. The place I was born and the place I intend to lay off my bones when this beautiful sack of skin has had enough. This is a place where you are free to be yourself. No one judging, no one complaining. A place where a man can come up to you and offer to stick his salami in your bun. No offense intended, either you take his load or he takes a hike. Nothing personal. A place where work and play blend together. One cannot be so sure if you are getting paid for work or for fun. Here your office job includes giving blow jobs or maybe giving blow jobs IS your day job, you pick your poison. Here, working extra hours doesn’t necessarily mean you get paid more, you just get more pleasure. That’s all. No one cares, no one complains. Whether you are a boy or a girl, you don’t get paid extra for giving out your meat. It is what it is. You can be on top riding a stiff-john one night and under a fat dick taking a spanking the next. And that’s me: Detective Pearl Jennings from the A.S.S. Department. The Anti-Social Spanking Department. We call it A.S.S. for short. We work the streets and we take care of the Johns and Janes that break the law. You obey the rules or you get your spanking. You see, I love my city. HornyTown is a place to live a nice and comfortable life. And I work every day for my people making sure it stays that way. (To be continued)'
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CHAPTER 1: “This is my town”

warmicestudios
AI art "@blackhairedstudent's 2K Follower Special 🎉🎉"
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@blackhairedstudent's 2K Follower Special 🎉🎉

terror2
AI art 'YOU WIN!!!' with user description '“Too long; didn’t read” (TL;DR) —> Huã, now Chun, continues to win and makes fame and fortune for herself. After being on top of the world with no one else left to beat, she embarks on a journey looking for a place to retire peacefully. In an unexpected turn of events she ends up in Waifu Bay. ✨🌟📚📕📗🔍📔📚📝🖇️🗒️📚🌟✨ And now for “THE READERS CLUB”!!! ✨🌟📚📕📗🔍📔📚📝🖇️🗒️📚🌟✨ Here are 3 chapters cramped into 1: 1. YOU WIN!!! - With Chun in her iconic ‘head bow - arms crossed’ wide stance 😍 (those thighs…..) 2. GOLDEN DAYS - Gold bikini and champagne party. I think she looks lovely in that black dress! 🤩 3. A NEW HOME - Grey bodysuit in a cold winters night. I wanted to recreate what I remember to be one of my favorite ‘YOU WIN’ celebrations in the game, the jumping throwing V sign celebration. The image I posted was the closest thing I could get —— Remember, I chose not to use ‘Reference Image’ in my creations. Nothing wrong with using it, I just love the thrill of ‘Prompt Bending’ —— Yes, that’s how I call it because I feel like Aang bending the prompts… 😋 You’ll find a few images of Chun fighting with a grey dress, dirty and scratched. Those images belong to the first draft I made before I decided to create the ‘Farmers’ Chun spends her time training with. Also for ‘A NEW HOME’ you’ll see Chun on a grey bodysuit on a ship and arriving to the docks of Waifu Bay. Those images where also created on the first draft where COLORS where not yet introduced as a timeline reference. In the new timeline arriving at the docks would have been ‘Black and gold bodysuit’ Black and gold meant she conquered the top. I believe those images looked cool so I wanted to share them with you. —————————————— - “I started to win bigger and better fights. One victory would led me to another, I traveled all over the world searching for the next opponent. Eventually I fought and conquered every street there was, one round at a time. Pretty soon I had made a name for myself on the streets. I even inspired other women to join the underground fighting scene.” - “I had made all the money I could EVER dream of…and probably even more. I had conquered the streets of the world. Fortune and fame smiled at me.” - “And then, after years of fuss and noise, all of a sudden - there was silence” - “Silence?” Asks Pearl. - “Yes, silence… silence INSIDE me. The urge for something had stopped. I didn’t crave attention nor recognition any more. And then it was clear… There was no more fighting to be done” - “So you could go back to Csaba…” Says Pearl. Madame Li goes silent for a while. - “Yes, that was the plan. (Pause) I DID go back and look for him, but…” —————————————— Dear reader, we won’t get to this now. I’ll save the Csaba full story for later. Thing is she did return to the Farmers but Csaba didn’t live there anymore. —————————————— - “I started looking for a quiet place to live. I traveled far and wide and what was at first a malfunction on a boat engine, turned out to be the detour that led me here, to Waifu Bay. The ship I was traveling on needed to make an emergency stop for engine repair so we docked here. That night I walked into THIS very bar only looking for a warm meal and a place to stay the night while they repaired the ship. Little did I know that the owner of the bar had been a fan of underground fighting so he recognized me the moment I walked in. He didn’t say anything at first, he just gave me a hot plate of food and we started talking” ⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️ @parda @gildenstein @bad77 @terror2 @onlyyouprod @dreamerofdreams @herlin @evoralan @barry915'
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YOU WIN!!!

warmicestudios
AI art "Soulless Suka"
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Soulless Suka

octavian
AI art 'A NOUVELLE NOIR (Part 2)' with user description 'Detective Pearl just got a tip from a trusted source. An address and a piece of paper with two aliases. A SILKY FEMALE VOICE OFF CAMERA: “It’s not much, but it's the most I’ve gotten these past few nights. Here, this is the address. Oh, my pearl thong is vibrating! I must be close!” (Detective Pearl takes out a flash light) “The building looks completely abandoned. Wait, there are sounds coming from that door. Voices! I must be careful. (Detective Pearl opens the door ever so slightly) “A computer. The voices I heard were coming from that computer… Bingo! This coffee is still hot, they must be here still! Ooohhhh!!" (Detective Pearl shrinks down. The pearl thong is now vibrating too much) “Ooo-aaahhh!! My pearl thong, is… oooohhh, I think I just came a bit… It’s really hot in here and my pearls and vibrating like crazy. I better take my coat off.” (A noise behind her) “Huh??!! Who’s there!?!?” (Pearl turns around quickly only to realize a door has been opened behind her) “That door, someone just… they know I’m here. They are taunting me. I must be - Ooohhh, my thong! It’s… asking me to go there. Aaahhh, my knees are shaking… I think I just came again… oohh this is getting so strong!! I must act quickly, every time my pussy is getting more and more sensitive. That could be dangerous!” (Computers turned on in the next room past the open door. Laughter and joy can be heard coming from the speakers) “I can't turn back now. I must find out who are those names on the paper. I must capture and punish. Oh, my clit…” (Detective Pearl has entered the room. She turns around but sees no one. Only a few computers playing some type of videos. She approaches carefully. Sits by the monitors” “What??!” (The images she sees completely send her pearl thong in to a frenzy. A home-made video of a cute CatGirl is playing. Speakers on full volume erupt the cute noises and purrs of the naked girl on the video) CUTE CATGIRL VOICE FROM SPEAKERS: “Oh, Peter stop it!! You know I want to be with you! I’ve been waiting all day long for you!” (The cuteness on that video is too much for Detective Pearl. She has fallen from the chair and landed on the floor. Her legs have lost all strength. She grows weaker with each orgasm from the vibrating pearls. She must get out of there! She must… ) CATGIRL: “Meow!!! Prrrrrr!! Please Peter, please! Pet me! (Playfully) I’ve been a good CatGirl!!” PEARL: “NO! NOOO!! I must get out of here!! I mus… I must…” Detective Pearl has landed on the floor. Her body still shaking for the multiple orgasms she’s experiencing. She tries to crawl, but her body doesn’t respond anymore. (To be continued…)'
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A NOUVELLE NOIR (Part 2)

warmicestudios
AI art '2k followers - Unreleased images' with user description 'Thank you all for hitting 2,000 followers! in celebration, i'm releasing some of my shots since i started. #1 is the first prompt I ever did. #2 is the first render of the Vale Sisters #3 - #9 are unreleased original characters #10 - #19 are character prompts unused #20 - #26 Unreleased sex poses #29 most recent prompt'
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2k followers - Unreleased images

octavian
AI art 'Compromising Positions' with user description 'Sometimes, you just can’t wait.'
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Compromising Positions

usagi77
AI art 'Kiana Used As a BLOWJOB Toy~'
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Kiana Used As a BLOWJOB Toy~

gonkems
AI art "Green Means Go"
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Green Means Go

thoughtzi
AI art 'Noir City - The Black Book' with user description 'I was so surprised when I read your letter... All the feelings from the past flooded back. How many years had it been... I thought you'd forgotten about me. But in your letter, you still spoke to me with affection, just like in the past. I could almost smell your perfume in the letter. You told me that someone had tried to assassinate you. My heart skipped a beat. You kept saying that you thought it was because of a book, an old book, that you'd acquired at an auction, hoping it would increase in value. In the end, you asked me to come to your nightclub. You asked me "for old times' sake." I poured myself a whiskey and read your letter at least five times. Finally, I decided to accept your invitation that very night. And I did. I was so excited inside that I barely felt the chill of the early morning. A quick subway took me to your street, and soon I saw the bright red entrance of your club. As I approached, your security guard, without me having to say a word, led me through another door, a back door, armored. I went in, my heart pounding, and after a couple of hallways and a beautiful oak door, there you were. You were wearing your favorite red stilettos. And a red dress that seemed tailor-made for your beautiful figure. You seemed sad, smoking, staring into space... until you saw me. Then you regained your confident smile, the one I longed for for so long. You tried to make me believe you were relaxed, but you were nervous. I can sense these things; I'm a detective, it's my job. I decided to force a smile and sit down without kissing your cheeks or hugging you as I longed to. I thought I detected a hint of sadness in your eyes when you saw the distance between us. But you understood; you always understood everything the first time. It was a distance to protect us from each other. And you restored your confident smile. You told me about the book, how you got it, what your plans were, and much more. I asked you to be extra vigilant and give me the book so I could investigate it. I would do it. I would find out who would kill for it. I carefully hid it in my trench coat and prepared to leave. Almost at the exit, I heard you get up hurriedly and felt you hug me tightly from behind. You abandoned your confident tone and whispered, "Alice... take good care of yourself... please..." Trying to hide my joy and my love for you, I whispered back, "Don't worry...". I went back to my office and racked my brains researching that book. I read it from cover to cover; it was like drawings and strange words, a fabulous jumble of gibberish. I noticed that as I read, my mind... began to understand things I never thought I could understand. To think things I shouldn't be thinking. The atmosphere changed, fluctuated. What had happened to me? I even thought you had drugged the book with some kind of substance to try to reach me... Then, I felt the tentacles. I knew it as soon as I felt them tighten around my body. It was one thing to buy the book and have it on display, another to flip through the pages without a care. I'm sure you did that. But I "wanted" to absorb its information. And that changed everything. My mind was working at 200% while my body couldn't move. The tentacles, the physical power of the book, pulled my breasts out. They positioned themselves between my clothes, violating my body and mind. I soon lost track of time. Was it day? Was it night? Pleasure overwhelmed me. The tentacles had already stripped me bare, body and mind, penetrated me. I began to have orgasms. Multiple orgasms. They grew in intensity. A normal orgasm paled in comparison to this overwhelming sensation that my mind would explode from pleasure. On the floor, I could only drool and melt with pleasure. My last conscious thought was of you. Thank goodness it wasn't her the book caught. When I thought I would die, I saw you! You were there among the tentacles! They were trapping you too, tearing you apart with pleasure, but somehow, you managed to reach me. You spoke to me, but I couldn't hear you. You shook me. Very hard. You slapped me, crying. Suddenly, I woke up. You were beside me, in bed, crying, relieved to see me awake. "I came to see why you weren't coming back... I didn't know what was wrong with you, you were just trembling and crying, I didn't know how to wake you up..." I whispered, "thank you..." When I woke up again, an hour had passed. You just looked at me and said one sentence: "Burn it. It has to be you, and it has to be now." I nodded. We got up naked, and although it was difficult, I set it on fire. We watched it burn. When the lights went out, we were left in darkness. You hugged me, and I felt that it had all been worth it. "If you hadn't come and saved my life. The police would have found a body. And they would have found a body. And they would have said an aneurysm, or a heart attack, but the reality would have been much more horrific..." You silenced me with a finger and hugged me even tighter...'
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Noir City - The Black Book

kendarfulgrim
AI art "Song Lyrics to Image."

Song Lyrics to Image.

warmicestudios
AI art "Getting Dressed and Going on Dates with Iommi"
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Getting Dressed and Going on Dates with Iommi

dreamerofdreams
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Marnie

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