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AI art "From mermaid to maid."

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From mermaid to maid.

AI art 'Nami Cosplay'

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Nami Cosplay

AI art "Ochaco Playmate"

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Ochaco Playmate

AI art "Magazine Cover: Cherry Bomb"

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Magazine Cover: Cherry Bomb

AI art "Iommi Knows What You Like"

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Iommi Knows What You Like

AI art "2000 ?!?! 🤯😳"

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2000 ?!?! 🤯😳

AI art for prompt: 'Masterpiece, anime, sidelighting, dim lighting, straight-on,

Yor_Briar, wide hips, nipples, red sweater, standing, toned stomach, tights down, heavy breathing, vaginal sex, penis, neck grab, kissing, motion lines, arms held back,

BREAK
1man'

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Không có tiêu đề

AI art "Anime House 2"

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Anime House 2

AI art '😻 Kittens, No. 2/2' with user description 'Mirror selfie 📱

So, this is where it all started two weeks ago... with this kitten taking selfies (Kittens, No. 2/1), but I couldn't figure out how to create a prompt that worked (maybe there were to much info for a prompt limited to 62 characters), so I started to experiment with a reference image, but the results were "rigid". Until @zesoul came along and created a prompt that works like a charm.

So, finally, as the last one, I made my own mirror selfie with hands hooked under knees, and completed the set 🥹'

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😻 Kittens, No. 2/2

AI art "Anime House episode 1"

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Anime House episode 1

AI art "More Fire Emblem Girls 3"

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More Fire Emblem Girls 3

AI art "🍩 Donut Challenge - Almost there"

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🍩 Donut Challenge - Almost there

AI art "Rosalina's Lap Pillow"

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Rosalina's Lap Pillow

AI art "Jeans"

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Jeans

AI art 'Magazine Covers' with user description 'Trying out this trend. Which is your favorite?'

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Magazine Covers

AI art 'Thorn Princess Pin-ups' with user description 'Yor Briar in some reference shots (All references are images I shot during my time as a glamour photographer)'

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Thorn Princess Pin-ups

AI art 'Tsumugi Casting' with user description 'The atmosphere in the Ultimate Academy’s props room was thick with the scent of old fabric and cedar. Tsumugi Shirogane was carefully folding a costume when Angie Yonaga skipped in, her eyes sparkling with a mischievous, divine light.
"Tsumugi! Atua has been whispering to me!" Angie chirped, tilting her head. "He says that even the most talented weaver needs to be the fabric sometimes. He says you have a 'plain' desire to be completely taken over by a force of pure Hope!"
Tsumugi flushed, her glasses fogging slightly. "Angie, please, I’m just a plain girl... I don't know what you're talking about."
"Atua says you do!" Angie laughed, gesturing behind her as Makoto Naegi entered the room. He looked characteristically flustered, rubbing the back of his neck. "And look! I brought the Ultimate Hope himself. Atua says that for the script of this world to balance out, the Director must offer a sacrifice of service to the Hero."
Makoto looked at Tsumugi, his expression softening into one of genuine, empathetic concern. "Angie told me you’ve been feeling... overwhelmed by the weight of everything you have to manage, Tsumugi. She suggested that maybe, just for tonight, you needed someone else to take the lead. To let go of the control you're always holding onto."
Tsumugi felt a strange, dizzying thrill. Makoto wasn't a "degenerate male"; he was the personification of the very tropes she adored. The idea of serving him wasn't a threat—it was the ultimate cosplay. "You... you really want to? Even though I’m so plain?"
"I think you’re incredible," Makoto said sincerely, stepping closer. "And if serving me helps you find peace... then I want to help."
Angie clapped her hands. "Wonderful! Now, Atua says the ritual begins at the bottom. The feet are the foundation of the soul, Tsumugi! Show Makoto how much you value his path."
Tsumugi knelt before Makoto, her heart racing. This wasn't blackmail; it was a collaborative masterpiece. She removed her loafers and socks, her pale feet trembling. As she began to worship Makoto’s feet, using her tongue and palms with a desperate, reverent energy, a shocking realization hit her. The friction of her own soles against the floor, combined with the intense psychological weight of her submission, sent a white-hot surge of pleasure straight to her core.
"Oh... oh, Makoto!" she gasped, her toes curling involuntarily. She realized in that moment that her feet were her "G-Spot"—a hidden biological detail she had never written into her own character sheet. The more she served him with her hands and mouth, the more her sensitive soles burned with a need for pressure.
She began to perform a rhythmic, expert footjob, gripping him between her arches. The sensation was overwhelming. She wasn't just a director anymore; she was a vessel of pure, unadulterated sensation.
"Tsumugi, you're shaking," Makoto whispered, reaching down to lift her chin. His kindness was the final blow to her composure.
"I can't... I can't just use my feet," Tsumugi sobbed, her voice thick with a newfound, primal hunger. "Please, Makoto. The director needs to be filled by the hero. Use me. Take the pussy that’s been aching for you since you walked in. I want to be your masterpiece!"
Makoto, moved by her raw honesty and the intensity of the moment, guided her into his lap. He claimed her with a gentle but firm authority, a perfect "Hope-filled" possession. Tsumugi arched her back, her head snapping back as she was filled to the absolute limit. Even as they moved together in a perfect, consensual harmony, Tsumugi kept her feet active, rubbing her sensitive soles against his calves, maintaining her worship even at the height of her ecstasy.
By the time they finished, Tsumugi was curled against Makoto’s chest, her golden-blue hair splayed across his shoulder. She felt hollowed out and rebuilt, her "plainness" replaced by a radiant, post-coital glow.
"That was... the best ending I could have ever imagined," Tsumugi whispered, her voice a soft, broken rasp. She curled her toes against his skin, feeling the lingering, electric thrum of her discovery. "I spent so long trying to write the perfect story, but I never realized the most incredible plot twist was just... letting you be the one in charge. My feet, my body... they belong to this narrative now. Thank you, Makoto. Thank you for making me real."'

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Tsumugi Casting

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AI art 'Waiting for you'

Waiting for you

AI art 'Chapter #03 THE MANSION OF FETISHES. Part 1.' with user description 'A distant relative of Mireya entrusted her to go to the old abandoned family mansion, because her grandfather had hidden the family relic in the mansion, but they did not expect what they would find.
The girls arrived at the mansion and split up to search. Alison went to the rooms upstairs, when suddenly she was attacked by fetishist ghost neighborhoods.
Thank you for reading, I hope you like it.'

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Chapter #03 THE MANSION OF FETISHES. Part 1.

AI art "Holy : Elite pilote"

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Holy : Elite pilote

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