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AI art '💙2K SPECIAL PT2💙' with user description 'As promised, here is part two🙌 Took longer than I thought because some life things came up but we good now. Hope you enjoy Teno 💙'
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💙2K SPECIAL PT2💙

a_casual_prompter
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AI art 'Evelyn' with user description 'From a little personal narrative project — Aethelgard ——— This is Evelyn. She is one of the founders of Aethelgard, and is a survivor of the World Shift. She is a brilliant alchemist and artificer, a front liner and mid-range fighter, and is a capable warlock who can use infernal and abyssal magic (though she seldom does). She is 128 years old, and has been a close friend and ally of the First Witch from even before the World Shift. That's right. She too lived through the end of the world and lived to tell the tale (though there's hardly ever a need to do so). Most people in Aethelgard simply know her as Evelyn, but when humanity was still fighting back against demons and monsters, she was known by another name — The Warlock. She armed the people with weapons and armor in their fight, and taught them how to make them. She is a pioneer of alchemy in the new world post-shift. She also someone who supported Ray throughout the years, even when sometimes it was to hard to do so. She knew if she did not, Ray would still do what she believed necessary, even at the cost of her own life. Evelyn made sure it never truly came to that. She is a capable woman who has left her mark in the new history. But much like Ray, she saw a lot, experienced a lot. One can usually tell if someone is from that generation. There's a sort of weariness that suffuses their being. Her body covered in many scars she has gained over the year. One could mistake it for the marks of her long fight — it would surprise many to know that most of her scars she got in a single night, during a blasphemous union. One she would not share. No wonder she smokes. But there was once a time where she wasn't who she is now. 100 years ago, when modern-day society still thrived. She was an outgoing woman who enjoyed the night life. She was also a chemist and an engineer. Evelyn and Ray still wonder how they ended up as friends at times. She still reminisces about those days, and still remembers what came after... The ruins of the old world still stand, a monument of a bygone era, beneath a wounded sky.'
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Evelyn

narillia
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AI art "“SILENCE…”"
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“SILENCE…”

warmicestudios
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AI art '🍦 New ice cream vendor girl' with user description 'Our local ice cream shop has a new part-time employee... and I fell in love with her (cones) instantly 😋 @cef_ultra @octavian @warmicestudios @parda @cro_bo @bad77 @terror2 @barry915 @zesoul @onlyyouprod @candylover @gildenstein @reptorn @artfx85 @varcolac @doggomage @zerogroupe21 @goobygubby @ririfake @hollenwulf'
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🍦 New ice cream vendor girl

peterco
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AI art '🏖️ Here Comes Summer IV: Pose Challenge' with user description 'As you know, I don’t draw a lot of dicks — but I certainly have plenty of chicks 😏 So here is my humble not-so-much a contribution to the Pose Challenge… and a little celebration because summer has finally arrived today, June 21st 😎 BTW, I still find myself wondering how I’ve managed to gain so many followers, collect so many likes, and reply to so many comments — all with just soft, sensual, and glamour-like erotic art. @artfx85 @octavian @warmicestudios @zuzul @cef_ultra @parda @bad77 @terror2 @barry915 @cro_bo @zesoul @kendarfulgrim @onlyyouprod @smut317 @gildenstein @reptorn @hollenwulf @heihund @casca_kirei-onna @zerogroupe21 @goobygubby @ririfake @murcie'
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🏖️ Here Comes Summer IV: Pose Challenge

peterco
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AI art '🎉 2K followers unlocked!' with user description 'Wow — 2,000 of you are now following along! This milestone feels like the right moment to pause, look back on the journey, and publish some pics I’ve never shared before 🙂'
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🎉 2K followers unlocked!

peterco
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AI art '.'
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jlixard
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AI art '😻 Catgirl Collection' with user description 'I just had to follow the idea... I think I have collected all figures 😉 @cef_ultra @octavian @warmicestudios @parda @cro_bo @bad77 @terror2 @barry915 @zesoul @thoughtzi @candylover @gildenstein @reptorn @artfx85 @varcolac @doggomage @zerogroupe21 @goobygubby @ririfake @hollenwulf'
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😻 Catgirl Collection

peterco
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AI art 'Ankha's Nightmares (Chapter 3)' with user description 'Here's the next chapter in Ankha's story! I hope you'll all enjoy it! ❤️ Previous chapters: 1) https://betterwaifu.com/post/grjrepy 2) https://betterwaifu.com/post/bf8emh3 2½) https://betterwaifu.com/post/ckfd5yr — Story time — For the past few weeks, Ankha had been haunted by nightmares almost every night. This dark, stormy evening was no exception. She stood frozen in that dreadful basement, her heart pounding as her eyes darted desperately around the dim space. There was no sign of Nagatoro or any of the other girls that were there before. She tried to call for help, but her voice refused to work. Just as she began to think she was alone, a flicker of movement caught her eye in the corner. Ankha spun around. A swarm of eerie, pale hands was crawling toward her—from the floor, the walls, even the ceiling. The horrifying image of that black-and-white bear flashed through her mind. She turned to run, but the hands were faster. One clamped around her ankle, yanking her off balance. She hit the ground hard, and more hands immediately seized her arms, legs, and torso. “No… let me go!” she tried to scream, but only a choked whimper escaped. The hands rolled her onto her back, pinning her down as several fingers crept toward her face. They forced their way into her mouth just as she finally managed to let out a blood-curdling scream. Ankha jolted awake, her own scream still echoing in her ears. She was drenched in cold sweat, tears streaming down her cheeks. Before she could even catch her breath, a sharp knock sounded at her bedroom door. “Ankha? Ankha!” Tara’s worried voice called from the hallway. “Is everything okay? We heard a scream!” With trembling hands, Ankha opened the door. Tara and her brother Terror2 stood there, both looking alarmed. The moment Tara saw Ankha’s tear-streaked face and shaking body, she stepped forward and pulled her into a tight hug. “You’re okay… you’re safe,” Tara whispered, rubbing her back gently. Terror2 lingered awkwardly in the doorway. “What happened? Is she hurt?” Tara shot him a firm look over Ankha’s shoulder and jerked her head toward the hall, silently telling him to leave. He opened his mouth to protest, but after a moment he sighed. “Alright… I’ll be in my room if you need me.” He closed the door quietly behind him. Ankha clung to Tara, her sobs slowly easing. When she finally pulled back a little, Tara guided her over to the bed and sat beside her. “Talk to me,” Tara said softly. “What was it this time?” Ankha wiped her eyes with a shaky breath. “It’s the same nightmare again… that horrible basement. There were hands everywhere—coming out of the walls, the floor… They grabbed me and I couldn’t get away. And that bear… it always feels so real. I haven’t slept properly in weeks, Tara. I don’t know what to do anymore.” “Oh, Ankha…” Tara’s voice was full of sympathy. She squeezed her friend’s hand. “I wish I could make them stop. Have you tried anything that might help?” “Nothing works,” Ankha whispered, her voice cracking again. “I’m so tired…” Tara thought for a moment, then brightened. “Wait—I have a friend who might be able to help with this kind of thing. I’ll send her a message right now.” She started to stand, but Ankha quickly grabbed her wrist. “Please… don’t go,” she begged, eyes wide with fear. “Just stay with me a little longer.” Tara paused, then smiled gently. “I was only going to grab my phone from my room… but it can wait until morning.” She glanced at the bed. “Is there room for me here too?” Ankha’s face softened with relief. She nodded quickly. “There’s plenty of space. Thank you so much, Tara. You’re the best friend I could ever ask for.” The two girls talked quietly for a while longer—about lighter things, silly memories, and anything that might chase the darkness away—until they eventually drifted off side by side. This time, Ankha found herself floating in a sea of soft pink clouds. Everything felt warm and gentle. Without even thinking, beautiful wings sprouted from her back, and she soared through the fluffy sky. All the fear from her earlier nightmare had vanished completely. For the first time in weeks, she felt safe and at peace—all thanks to her best friend Tara. — To be continued — Thank you all for reading! I really struggled to put a sexy scene in this chapter of Ankha's story. I didn't want it to feel forced, so in the end all I could do was add in a nice ending image. (Still not NSFW though... 😓) I promise the next chapter in Ankha's story will feature a lot more naked skin! (...or fur?) I hope you can still get some enjoyment out of this post @blackhairedstudent, god bless your soul. I pray for your account everyday! 😘 And lastly, let me tag everyone else as well! 🥰 @zerogroupe21 @doggomage @usagi77 @thoughtzi @octavian @heihund @cef_ultra @warmicestudios @parda @bad77 @barry915 @cro_bo @zesoul @onlyyouprod @smut317 @gildenstein @reptorn @goobygubby @peterco @a_casual_prompter'
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Ankha's Nightmares (Chapter 3)

terror2
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AI art "The Elevator-1"
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The Elevator-1

idiidiidi
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AI art '🖼️ Hand, Face and Eyes' with user description 'It drives me crazy that Amanatsu sometimes draws 6 fingers, regardless of what I said in the negative prompt, so I started drawing only hands and experimenting. It turns out that the number of fingers is completely random, but fortunately in most cases the number of fingers is correct.'
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🖼️ Hand, Face and Eyes

peterco
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ririfake
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AI art 'Retro'
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Retro

narillia
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AI art "Octavian's Top 10 Anime Waifus"
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Octavian's Top 10 Anime Waifus

octavian
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AI art 'Golden Week 💛' with user description 'Golden Week means golden bikinis.'
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Golden Week 💛

usagi77
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Không có tiêu đề

ruinous
AI art "Biker Revenge"
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Biker Revenge

invictus
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AI art 'Clothes shopping with Anara' with user description 'Anara takes you shopping. She feels like she's always wearing the same thing since she stopped cosplaying. At first, she wants to try dressing more colourfully. She tries mixing and matching different colours. No matter how cute you think she is, she feels out of place. She finds some black clothes she likes, but they feel too similar to what she already wears. You recommend a hoodie and jeans. She likes it, but it still isn't quite what she is looking for. You visit another store. They specialise in cosplay. Anara's eyes light up. "Lets go! Here! Come on!" She drags you inside. Bondage outfits... why does she have a whip? And why are the staff peeking at her!? Sexy swimsuit... too revealing. Frilly swimsuits... cute. Maid outfit... "How do I look, Master? hehe." Pirate outfit... "Aye, matey! Argh, I'm a pirate!" Idol outfit... seems familiar ;) Cowgirl outfits... "Stick 'em up! Oh! They have more <3" And then she finds the Demon Lord outfit. She gets into character. Too into character. She bursts out of the changing room laughing maniacally. Forgetting that there are other people in the store... She retreats, embarrassed. Maybe get a little less into character, Anara?'
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Clothes shopping with Anara

zesoul
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AI art "Kono office"
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Kono office

lorezioezio69
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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

terror2
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