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brown jacket

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AI art 'Isla cosplays BWAI faves' with user description 'Isla wanted to spend some time cosplaying some of her favourite posts on BWAI Obviously I do not claim any of these ideas, I'm just a fan of what others have done and wanted to participate - there's so many incredible OCs on the platform, Isla and I are constantly in awe of what gets put out there The original posters are listed below and go check out the originals (love your work guys, please don't be mad) @cef_ultra - "Cherry Bomb: The Joyride" @goobygubby - "Introducing Pip the Mime!" @peterco - "📖 Library, 2nd Book" @parda - "Nasty bee girl" @jlixard - "succubus" @warmicestudios - "Chapter 9: "Lady from FIRST POST"" @octavian - "Not like the other girls" @zuzul - "An angelic demon"'
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Isla cosplays BWAI faves

crobo919
AI art "Some random prompts"
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Some random prompts

octavian
AI art "Experiments 3"
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Experiments 3

crn055-null2471
AI art 'Don't Peek'

Don't Peek

elric7472
AI art 'Towa Herschel Eevee Halloween'
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Towa Herschel Eevee Halloween

blackhairedstudent
AI art 'New detective in town' with user description 'Do we need to investigate @peterco's whereabouts? @warmicestudios'
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New detective in town

barry915
AI art "Wild West Women"
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Wild West Women

octavian
AI art "Holy : Elite pilote"
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Holy : Elite pilote

zuzul
AI art 'Overwatch'
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Overwatch

deathmask123
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 'Borrowed characters, and some new ones.'
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Borrowed characters, and some new ones.

dreamwalker
AI art 'Extra Capte: A GIRL WITH A TRAGIC PAST.' with user description 'Mireya and Neli were enjoying their day off when suddenly they heard a terrifying scream coming from an alley. There they found a demon attacking a girl. Neli quickly attacked the demon with a flying kick, while Mireya cast a spell that engulfed the demon in flames. The badly wounded demon ran off. Once they had calmed down, they asked the girl what had happened, and she told them her story. My name is Elena Duboys; my mother recently died of an illness, and my father fell into a rage. I try to take my mother’s place with the housework so my father can recover from the loss. My father couldn’t bear the loss of his wife and was consumed by a demon that attacked him while he slept. Thanks to the fact that you happened to be passing by, you rescued her, but her father ended up being consumed by the demon. After hearing the story, Mireya invited her to the club, which led Elena to decide to live there, and she ended up cleaning up the mess left by the group members—mostly Neli, who is a disaster. The end.'
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Extra Capte: A GIRL WITH A TRAGIC PAST.

crow-7w7
AI art 'Mega Tokyo 2032 AD File 2.4: The Chang Case Part 5' with user description 'Case File 2.4: The Chang Case Part 5 Classified: For Official Use Only Note: For Full experience playback this File: https://youtu.be/5dNP-a-XXx0?si=pyc3EIw8yG8XyEEX There’s the alley—I have to hurry; if Amber is really going after Irene, every second counts. Back on the street: God, Irene... where’s my phone? I... I need to call Sylia. My fingers are still shaking; I can't manage to dial her number. I use the voice command to start the call. It rings, and what feels like an eternity later, Sylia answers. Linna: Sylia, I urgently need help... Sylia: Linna, catch your breath first. What happened? Are you okay? Linna: No, the Boomer bodyguard shot at me and is now going after Irene. Sylia: LINNA! Are you hurt? Linna: No, just a graze. Please, you have to send Priss to me right away. Nene needs to track my smartphone so Priss knows where to go. I’m switching to my earpiece. Sylia: Okay. I’ll contact Priss immediately. I rush from the sofa into the study; the holographic interfaces spring to life. A password prompt lights up on one of them. Sylia: Knights Errant. Establish contact with Priss and Nene immediately. The system pings in confirmation, and two windows open. Sylia: Priss, Nene—we have an emergency. Linna has been shot, and Irene’s life is in danger. Nene, track Linna’s smartphone and relay the coordinates to Priss. Priss: Understood. I’m getting ready for deployment. Nene: On it. A third window opens, and Linna joins the call. Linna: I’m chasing her on foot! Priss, you have to hurry—it’s the Boomer bodyguard from the Genom building. It’s a matter of life and death! Priss: I’m already on my way. Nene, the coordinates! Nene: Sending them now; they should appear on your interface any second. Meanwhile, in the side alley: A lovely evening. I hope Linna gets home safely. What is that sound? A clacking noise like high heels—but who would walk through this alley in high heels? I turn around and freeze; it’s *her*. The laughter on her face comes straight from hell. Screams escape me and tears stream down my face as I run away from her. The clacking of her shoes grows louder; she’s chasing me. I... I... I’m panicking, I can’t breathe... I stumble and fall to the ground. Panic completely takes hold of me; desperately, I roll onto my back. Too late—she’s already over me... In another alleyway: That scream—that was Irene’s voice... Damn it... Hana: This is Detective Amano; I need immediate backup at my coordinates! A Boomer attack! I repeat, a Boomer attack! I draw my weapon. Please hang in there, Irene. At the AD Police Tower: Nene: Linna, Detective Amano is near you; she just called for backup. Linna: God, that can't be... A scream blares from the speakers. Linna: Priss! For the love of God, hurry! Priss: I’ll be there in two minutes! Back in the alleyway: Just around the corner now. I ready myself to fire instantly, then round the bend. The sight before me makes my blood run cold. Irene lies lifeless on her back; her eyes are vacant. Amber is covered head to toe in her blood. Her gaze holds absolute madness. Linna comes running from another alley; she freezes in her tracks and claps a hand over her mouth. Amber: Excellent—you’re coming to me. That saves me the trouble. Hana: Linna, take cover—now! I whip my weapon up and fire! The bullets ricochet off her skull. Damn... My eyes land on something approaching from behind Amber. A figure in a blue power suit? It’s closing in at incredible speed. A metallic sound rings out every time its foot hits the ground. Without slowing down, it attacks Amber and hurls her to the ground. ???: I'm gonna finish you off, bitch! 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 2.4: The Chang Case Part 5

gildenstein
AI art "Natsuki"

Natsuki

zerogroupe21
AI art 'Chapter#01, The Chosen.' with user description 'You hear a jingle; tiiil tiiil tiiil, a bell tied to a red thread. It is said that the red thread of fate is tied to the people who will change your life, in some way, whether good or bad. All the girls were chosen and are gathered in an astral plane where the goddess of dreams, 'Mirla,' dwells. Mirla: I have gathered everyone here today to commence the 'GAMES OF MORPHEUS,' where everyone will face different challenges, either individually or in teams. The tests will consist of physical endurance challenges, intelligence, psychological tests, etc. The way to win will be by the vote of our spectators. If a girl is eliminated, but someone sponsors her, she will be given another chance, but she will face a very difficult test. We are looking for the best of all, number #01. I hope this list is ready because it starts now...'
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Chapter#01, The Chosen.

dreamwalker
AI art "Holy : Elite pilote 2"
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Holy : Elite pilote 2

zuzul
AI art 'used to it... (She's french)' with user description 'used to it... (She's french)'

used to it... (She's french)

gab_y
AI art 'Public interaction 2'
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Public interaction 2

zuzul
AI art "Lovely Monika pussy :3"
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Lovely Monika pussy :3

r34lb0y
AI art "Happy Friday 13th"
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Happy Friday 13th

thoughtzi
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