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AI art 'Nami Cosplay'
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Nami Cosplay

barry915
AI art "2girls fun"
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2girls fun

blackhairedstudent
AI art 'Frieren has 1000 years of experience' with user description 'I see so many good close-up for @blackhairedstudent that i had to try one too. STILL DON'T KNOW HOW YOU PLAY WITH LIGHTING LIKE THAT but it's fine i kinda enjoy the results, especially this first shot Enjoy guys'
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Frieren has 1000 years of experience

herlin
AI art "Frieren and Maomao experimenting"
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Frieren and Maomao experimenting

ankokuchan
AI art 'Goblins enjoying Frieren' with user description 'Well to be honest with you guys if i were one of those goblins i would have taken some too 🙄​'
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Goblins enjoying Frieren

herlin
AI art 'Am i posting too much? probably yes' with user description 'Do i care? absolutely not Enjoy'
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Am i posting too much? probably yes

herlin
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Feet ❤️

blackhairedstudent
AI art 'Frieren Lost' with user description 'The subterranean silence of the Great Orc Chasm was a heavy, suffocating thing. For four long years, Frieren had wandered through its crystalline arteries, a lone speck of silver in the deep dark. It had been shortly after the victory against the Demon King—a time when she should have been wandering the world in peace—but this geological trap had claimed her. The stones here were ancient and malevolent, possessing a unique property that repelled mana. Her spells, the very language of her soul, were rendered silent. Without her magic to blast through the walls or find the ley lines of the surface, she was just a small girl lost in the belly of the world. On her first day, the Orc Chieftain had stood before her, his voice a low tremor in the stone. "The exit to the surface is a sacred threshold, Elf. It opens only for those who give themselves to the mountain's guardians. Serve my people sexually, and the gate is yours." Frieren had looked at him with her usual detached, almost bored expression. To an elf, time was a boundless ocean. "I'll find my own way," she had replied. The following years were a test of elven patience. She explored every inch of the gargantuan cavern system. Her journey was not without its spoils; she discovered lost troves of ancient gold and various magical trinkets that had been swallowed by the earth eons ago. She found mirrors that reflected the past and rings that hummed with dead languages. The orcs were curiously civil throughout her stay; they never laid a finger on her, respecting her refusal with a stoic, almost friendly hospitality. They shared their food and hearth, treating her like a permanent fixture of their subterranean society. But even for Frieren, four years of darkness began to grate. She thought of Himmel—how quickly his human life would pass while she was down here playing hide-and-seek with a mountain. She realized that every year spent in these caves was a year of his fleeting life she would never see. The thought of emerging to find him an old man—or worse—was the catalyst that finally moved her. She approached the Chieftain in the heart of the torch-lit village. "Is the offer from the first day still true?" she asked, her voice echoing off the magic-killing stone. "It is," the Chieftain rumbled, standing from his throne. "The toll must be paid in full." "Then I agree," Frieren said, her eyes fixed on the ceiling where the sun should be. "I have stayed here long enough, but i have a request.. the will only use my ass, e dont want to have orc babies." The ritual that followed was a monumental display of endurance. The entire village—every able-bodied male in the tribe—gathered in the Great Hall. Frieren, the legendary mage who had helped slay the Demon King, now offered herself as the ultimate anal toll. The encounter was a overwhelming sea of physical sensation. She was surrounded by the heat of the horde, her small, pale body becoming the center of a relentless, communal celebration of the flesh. One by one, the orcs stepped forward to claim their portion of the elven blessing. They were massive and primal, their strength a stark contrast to the delicate girl they shared. For a day and a night, the hall was filled with the rhythmic slapping of skin and the guttural grunts of the warriors. Frieren was taken repeatedly, her senses drowned in the musk and the sheer scale of the gangbang. She was filled to the brim by the chieftain, his lieutenants, and the common laborers, her body serving as a vessel for the entire tribe’s collective seed. Despite the intensity, the orcs remained oddly disciplined, each taking his turn with a focused, reverent lust. When the final warrior finished, leaving her slick and trembling on the stone, the Chieftain stood and moved his throne. Behind it lay the hidden tunnel, the air smelling of the fresh, distant surface. She had paid the price, and the sky was waiting.'
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Frieren Lost

blackhairedstudent
AI art 'Fruit 2'
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Fruit 2

blackhairedstudent
AI art 'Dark elven lust' with user description 'It doesn't matter if they are Drow, Drukhari or Dunmer, the dark elves need love too.'
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Dark elven lust

octavian
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Không có tiêu đề

cabdans
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More Frieren

noodlebob
AI art 'Tentacle fun' with user description '"Fern," Frieren began, her voice as flat and clinical as if she were describing the shelf-life of a common herb. They were camped in a clearing, the crackle of the campfire the only barrier against the oppressive silence of the northern woods. "I once encountered a forest that did not want me to leave. It was a localized mana-distortion, a living ecosystem that fed on specific biological impulses rather than magical energy." Fern paused her stitching, her purple eyes narrowing. She had learned that when Frieren started a story with such detached terminology, something deeply bothering or bizarre was coming. "A forest you couldn't escape, Mistress? Even with your detection spells?" "Magic was useless there," Frieren continued, staring into the embers. "The trees were not trees, but hardened fungal stalks. And beneath the soil... there were appendages. Countless, slick tentacles that responded only to the release of physical fluids and the peak of nervous system arousal. To pass through the gate, one had to satisfy the forest’s 'quota'." Fern’s face began to heat up. "A quota? Mistress, please tell me you mean you offered it some captured prey or... or some kind of monster core." "No," Frieren said, her expression unchanging. "It wanted me. Specifically, it wanted the internal saturation of an elf." Fern dropped her needle. "Mistress! Surely you didn't—" "I had no choice. I spent three months in that thicket." Frieren’s gaze drifted to the canopy above. "The primary appendage was thick, covered in a bioluminescent slime that acted as a localized paralytic and a powerful aphrodisiac. It didn't just want to touch me; it wanted to be part of my internal anatomy. It entered through my Anal passage, a cold and unrelenting intrusion that stretched my frame until I thought my spine would snap. But it didn't stop there. It was a single, continuous organism. It forced its way upward, through my intestines and stomach, until the tip of the tentacle forced its way up my esophagus and burst out through my Mouth." Fern let out a strangled, horrified sound, her hands flying to her own throat. "Through your... and out your...? Mistress, that's not... that's a violation of the highest order! How can you speak of it so calmly?" "Because the forest doesn't care about dignity, Fern. It only cares about the circuit." Frieren’s voice remained steady, though her pupils seemed to dilate slightly at the memory. "I was suspended in the air, a living sleeve for that thing. While it occupied my entire core, smaller, thinner feelers emerged from the bark. They were delicate, almost needle-like at the tips. They sought out my Nipples, latching onto them with a suction so intense it felt like they were trying to draw the very mana out of my blood. They tweaked and pulled, synchronizing their rhythm with the pulsing of the main trunk inside me." "Stop! Please, Mistress!" Fern’s face was now a violent shade of crimson, her breathing shallow. "This is... this is perverted! It's 'ecchi'! It's completely inappropriate for a legendary mage!" "It was a mechanical necessity, Fern," Frieren replied, finally looking at her apprentice. "The forest required me to reach a state of total, involuntary climax while being internally bridged. Every time I thought I would faint, the feelers on my chest would snap me back to attention with a sharp, electric shock of pleasure. I was filled, stretched, and manipulated until I was nothing but a pulsing nerve ending. Only when I had 'overflowed' enough to saturate the roots did the tentacle finally withdraw, sliding back down through my throat and out of my body." Fern stood up abruptly, her knees shaking. "I... I'm going to sleep. I'm going to sleep and I'm going to pretend I never heard a single word of this. You are... you are a very questionable person, Mistress Frieren!" Frieren watched her apprentice scurry toward her bedroll. "It’s a rare grimoire that teaches you how to bridge a forest, Fern. I still have the notes if you're interested." "I am NOT interested!" Fern shrieked from under her blankets. Frieren simply hummed, poking the fire. "A pity. The sensory feedback was quite educational."'
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Tentacle fun

blackhairedstudent
AI art "fern/frieren"
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fern/frieren

jlixard
AI art 'Frieren ball gag' with user description 'Check my profile for more <3'
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Frieren ball gag

herlin
AI art "Frieren"
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Frieren

lorezioezio69
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john11756
AI art 'Looks like she had a great time <3'
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Looks like she had a great time <3

nemehun
AI art "Girl Who Loves Mimics"

Girl Who Loves Mimics

erisine
AI art 'Waifu’s Love Blow' with user description 'Keeping this short and sweet. Close up seems meta (shoutout @blackhairedstudent). Follow the twitter. Leave suggestions and requests.'
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Waifu’s Love Blow

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