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AI art 'CHAPTER 3: “Getting the Pearl Thong”' with user description 'A sexy, velvet female voice:
“I had just received the most beautiful pearl thong I’ve ever seen. I wish I could say
it came from a lover or a secret fan, but no. It came from the Tech Department. It is a special radar, beacon-thing. Most likely the pearls are not even real. But hey, they look so real I won’t tell anyone. I’ll pretend they were a real gift from a secret admirer.”

Barry opens another hard case. From it he takes out a couple of smaller pearl strings.
- “And I made matching anklets. Here, let me put them on you.”

Barry kneels down in front of her ready to place those anklets on her but as Pearl raises her knee and places her naked foot in front of him, Barry freezes. The sight of Pearl’s intimate part being so close to him, touching her leg and the scent of her perfume, makes Barry’s mind go blank.
Barry goes to a place where Pearl and him are together. A nice place where they live together as a married couple and where Pearl is madly in love with him. He imagines that Pearl is …

- “Barry915! Barry915! WHERE ARE YOU??!!” A loud voice on the intercom snaps Barry out of his fantasy.
- “Barry come on! They are waiting for us!” Pearl tells him.
- “What?! Ooh, sorry I… I… never mind!

Barry looks down and focuses his attention on placing both anklets as fast as he can.
- “They are beautiful, Barry! Thank you!!”
- “It is… (he wanted to say ‘a pleasure’ but instead he said) my job” He smiles.
- “Hey, Barry… (Pearl starts blushing) I need to ask for a favor, a BIG favor. Please don’t tell the guys that I haven’t had sex in a long time. Please Barry, please!! I’ll be the laughing-mockery of the Station!!”
- “Em, yeah, sure. Of course, I can keep a secret.”
- “Oh, Barry you are amazing!! Thank you so much!” (kisses him on the mouth) I love you, you know that!
- “Mmh, yes I know that. I love you too…”

Pearl rushes out the door.

TRAINING DECK - MOMENT LATER!
Everyone is there. Either naked on in their underwear. They are all showing their new devices to one another.
- “Hey, finally Jennings is here! Now we can start”

Commissioner addresses the crowd:
- “You have all been given updated devices. They all have a new feature that we will test right now. Behind that gate is a large labyrinth with hidden rooms with difficult or no access. Inside a few rooms we have manage to secure some. . . Catgirls”
- “What?!” Everybody is surprised.
- “Don’t worry! I assure you this means no harm to you! You will not be in ANY contact with them. And that is the whole purpose of this. You see “Cuteness” has a very special frequency. “Cute Girls” they vibrate at a HIGHER frequency. Color pink leaves traces. Your devices are specially equipped with radars and sensors that detect that high frequency so you’ll be able to detect when ‘cuteness’ is near by. Even if several feet away in another room. Now all you have to do is pay close attention at the vibration of your device and practice getting closer to the source. Of course the closer cuteness is the harder your device will vibrate”.

The gates unlock. One by one start walking in to that dark labyrinth.
- “Good luck ladies and gentleman”

(To be continued)'

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AI art 'Farewell, my friend 🪦' with user description 'Before I start with the story, I feel like I have to get this important notice out of the way first:
⚠️ This post does not mean anyone has died in real life. It's just for funsies! ⚠️
Also, I'm sorry for using (mostly) unrelated clickbait as the thumbnail! 🙇‍♂️

— Story time —

The weather couldn’t have been more fitting.
Dark clouds blanketed the sky as rain poured down in relentless sheets, turning the cemetery paths into slick rivers of mud.
Though it was midday, the world felt trapped in cold, grim twilight.

A group dressed in black gathered around a modest tombstone.
Some leaned on one another for comfort, while others stood in rigid silence.
The heavy rain nearly drowned out the soft whimpers of a pregnant young woman wearing a black veil.
Even a few higher beings had come to mourn the loss of BetterWaifu’s greatest close-up artist.

They were saying goodbye to BlackHairedStudent.

His death was an unfortunate accident during the latest police raid on his basement—his stuffing had to be collected from throughout the entire building’s air ducts.

One lonely figure watched from afar beneath an old oak, disappointment clear on her face.
“Stupid Black,” she muttered.
“You were supposed to bring me ultimate despair.
I was a fool to think you could succeed where so many others failed.”
She turned and disappeared into the shadows.

The group lingered until a blinding flash lit up the sky, followed by roaring thunder.
A muffled sound came from the grave.
Suddenly a blue flame erupted from the soil, growing into wild cackling laughter.
Black’s ghost emerged from the flames, floating above his tombstone.

“Who gave you permission to throw such a boring funeral for me?!” he boomed with a wide grin.
“Was it you, my sweet little Nagatoro?”
She stared back in shock.
“If my funeral is going to be made into a post, it should at least feature panty shots!”
He snapped his ghostly paws.
A strong wind tore through the cemetery.
The centipede girl tried to hold her dress down in vain as it flew up.
Nagatoro didn’t even resist—the wind revealed she wore nothing underneath, exposing her pregnant belly and bare pussy.

Black’s expression softened.
“Y-you remembered our promise?”
“Of course, you stupid bear!” A tearful smile broke through her sorrow.
“I just never thought I’d have to honor it at your funeral.
How could you leave me after promising so much, you dummy?”
Black looked taken aback, then furious as his eyes landed on Terror2.
“You!! This is all your fault! You wrote me into this awkward position and how dare you use my precious Sakura as clickbait for your stupid post!”

His ghostly form lunged forward and latched onto his back.
“Feel the wrath of the dead, you backstabbing bastard!”
Blue flames erupted around them.
“Wait—what’s happening?” Black yelped.
“This power… it’s coming from your crown?! Stop! I’m in contr—”

Silence.

When I opened my eyes, I floated in an endless void.
No light, no sound—yet I could see my own body clearly.
A spotlight clicked on ahead.
Black sat there with his back turned.
“I never meant for any of this to happen,” he said quietly.
“I only wanted to create cute and sexy images of my favorite anime girls.”
He stood and turned toward me, tears streaming down his face.
“For a while everything was perfect.
I’d invite girls, pay them well, film scenes, and tease them a little.
But then I discovered the Close-up Bubble.”
A deep red glowing orb appeared in his hands, a tiny heart pulsing inside.
"It made those perfect shots effortless, but the power grew too strong.
It clouded my judgment.
I broke the rules despite the frogman’s warnings.
You know how it ended.”

His story left a lump in my throat.
“Don’t be too sad,” Black said with a weak smile.
“It was my own choice.
To prove it I’m passing the Close-up Bubble onto you now.
Be better than I was.
Don’t let it consume you.”

He pushed the bubble forward.
Immense power surged through me as it touched my chest, filling my mind with vivid close-up visions.
“Hahaha… that takes me back.”
Wings sprouted from his shoulders and he started to rise.

As I felt our time grew short, I finally managed to speak.
“Thank you for everything, Black!
I’ll never forget your sacrifices.
I promise to keep this power in check!”

“Don’t think of this as goodbye, my friend.
I’ll be watching from above—keep everyone entertained!
Please tell Nagatoro I’m sorry I couldn’t keep my promise.
Watch over her for me. She cared more than she let on.
Oh, and if you ever meet the frogman, tell him I'm sorry as well.
I'm very grateful to him for giving me a final chance."

He faded into the light as my consciousness slipped away.

“…you guys! I think he’s waking up!”
I opened my eyes to Ankha’s tear-streaked face hovering above mine.
She burst into fresh tears of relief.
“Please never scare us like that again!!”

— The End —

@blackhairedstudent, you will forever remain in our hearts. ❤️

(Also, thank you @gildenstein for letting me use Akiko even though I didn't ask. 😅)'

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Farewell, my friend 🪦

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Alice in wonderlust

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AI art 'Special Live Concert for 500 Followers' with user description 'Thanks you all so much for reaching this Milestone 🥰 Today Priss and the Knights Sabers featuring my self will perfom only for 😁 We Play the Song Runaways from The Midnight we wish you all fun enjoy it.

This link leads to the Song and a little bonus 😘:

https://drive.google.com/file/d/1fizeYP2Z1Asxl4G_xMSAyJdCztG3k65J/view?usp=drivesdk

Lyrics:

When the sun is going down
Sinking to the ground
Don't you get that feeling?
Yeah
Like you got to get away
'Cause baby, if we stay
We might stop believing
Yeah

Baby, we've been living like there's nothing to find
But maybe we can take it to the end of the line and see
So if we get a ticket, would you take it to ride?
We'll hit the city limits, and we'll leave it behind, be free
Looking for that feeling

You wanna run away
Before the summer fades
You know it's not too late
California dreaming, looking for that feeling
You wanna run away
Before the summer fades
You know it's not too late
California dreaming, looking for that feeling

Sun is going down
Over this town
Don't you get that feeling?
Yeah
We got to get away
'Cause baby, if we stay
We're going to hit that ceiling
Feel like disappearing (oh-oh)

Baby, we've been living like there's nothing to find
But maybe we can take it to the end of the line and see
So if we get a ticket, would you take it to ride?
We'll hit the city limits, and we'll leave it behind, be free
Looking for that feeling

You wanna run away
Before the summer fades
You know it's not too late
California dreaming
Looking for that feeling
You wanna run away
Before the summer fades
You know it's not too late
California dreaming
Looking for that feeling
You wanna run away (run away)
Before the summer fades
You know it's not too late (you know it's not too late)
California dreaming (oh-oh)
Looking for that feeling

Baby, we've been living like there's nothing to find
But maybe we can take it to the end of the line and see
(Before the summer fades)
So if we get a ticket, would you take it to ride?
We'll hit the city limits, and we'll leave it behind, be free
California dreaming (oh)
Looking for that feeling

Baby, we've been living like there's nothing to find
But maybe we can take it to the end of the line and see
(Before the summer fades)
So if we get a ticket, would you take it to ride?
We'll hit the city limits, and we'll leave it behind, be free
California dreaming
Looking for that feeling.

@octavian @warmicestudios @ririfake @reptorn @casca_kirei-onna @heihund @bad77 @parda @terror2 @hollenwulf @varcolac @zerogroupe21 @goobygubby @cro_bo @saltymajor778 @zesoul @azariel @artfx85 @a_casual_prompter @peterco'

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Special Live Concert for 500 Followers

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AI art 'Ranma transforms again' with user description 'Kuno: Where are you my beautiful pig-tailed-girl?... Ah.. there you are! :)'

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Ranma transforms again

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AI art "Arise Breast Vicar - The Legend of Dalia"

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Arise Breast Vicar - The Legend of Dalia

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AI art "Beat the Heat: Round 3! 🔔"

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Beat the Heat: Round 3! 🔔

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AI art "Beat the Heat: Round 2! 🔔"

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Beat the Heat: Round 2! 🔔

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AI art '“A little Chinese girl (Part 1)”' with user description 'HIGHLY suggested soundtrack —> https://youtu.be/PcHvL1aTKEk?si=kDSPnFvo9_5vtXGT

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CHAPTER 13: “A little chinese girl - Part 1: Brown and turquoise"

Madame Li has striped Detective Pearl not only of her clothes but of her dignity as well. She is taking her clothes off, too. She wears nothing but a very elegant, very expensive gold lace panty.
- “A present from one of my most exclusive customers. Gold strings woven with silk, the most exquisite feeling on your skin, detective.”

She takes them off, too.
- “Come, there is something very important I need to tell you”

INT. SAUNA - MOMENTS LATER:
Madame Li starts undoing her hair.
- “I had this sauna specially built and isolated. No signals can come in or out and I don’t allow recording devices like the one your clever friends placed on your necklace. So everything we talk here, stays here.”

She completely lets her hair loose and rests her scalp letting out a sigh of relief. Then:
- “Detective, you might think of me as a mean woman. I assure you: I’m not. But you have to understand that I’ve had to hustle my way through life. You don’t get to survive and become this powerful without learning to put a thick armor around your heart.”

Madame Li’s attention starts to drift. After a brief moment she continues - thoughtful:
- “The world knows about me only what I’ve let them to believe. I have never told this story before, never. Probably because I was too embarrassed to admit it, probably because I wanted to feel important when talking about me, but…my story is FAR from perfect.
- “Why tell it to me… why now?” Asks Pearl.
- “When I’m done telling you my story, you will understand”

Madame Li leans back, drops the gaze and inhales deeply, as someone who is about to take a deep dive.
- “I was born in a little village far from any big city in China. My mother died when I was very little so I have no memories of her. I was raised by my father who taught me everything he knew about martial arts and life. He was a single father and a well respected leader of the community, so the only way he knew of raising me was through martial arts and discipline”
- “There is no training the body without training the mind!!” He used to say.
- “Get up on those books and read to me. Keep your balance AND DON’T DROP THE WATER!!!!!” Madame Li laughs.
- “Those were his favorite words for me: Higher! Faster! Higher! Faster! — AGAIN!!”
- “I never though he was being to harsh, I knew he was preparing me.
- “I told the whole village I was gonna be the greatest warrior who ever lived. I told them they were looking at a legend (smiles) they all laughed and cheered me up. (Li takes a pause) “This little skinny girl… I’ll show them all” I thought.

Detective Pearl has been listening closely. Li is lost in her memories.
- “My village was very prosperous town. Soil was rich and the people were hard working folk. And like many places like that, mean people took advantage of all the riches the land has to offer. A group of ill-intentioned people were abusing the town, sucking on the people’s labor for their own benefit. My father was a big leader in the community and was fighting against them”
- “One night, they broke into the house, I heard muffled voices and sounds, a struggle. I was scared. Then silence again. After a while I decided to go to my father’s room. (A pause) And that was the last time I saw him. Or... what was left of him, inside a basket, with a note to the people of the town”

(To be continued…)
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“A little Chinese girl (Part 1)”

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AI art "ARRESTED!!! (Part 2)"

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ARRESTED!!! (Part 2)

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AI art '😻 CATalonia beach' with user description '@reptorn recklessly burned all his credits, so with the last ones he bought a Cuba libre on a beach in CATalonia 🥹

And, what happens in CATalonia, stays in CATalonia 😏

@cef_ultra @octavian @warmicestudios @parda @cro_bo @terror2 @barry915 @bad77 @thoughtzi @candylover @gildenstein @artfx85 @kendarfulgrim @doggomage @zerogroupe21 @goobygubby @ririfake @casca_kirei-onna @a_casual_prompter'

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😻 CATalonia beach

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AI art "Beat the Heat: Round 1! 🔔"

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Beat the Heat: Round 1! 🔔

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AI art "[REPOST/REVAMP] - Office Lady modelling aspirations go through the gym part 3"

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[REPOST/REVAMP] - Office Lady modelling aspirations go through the gym part 3

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AI art 'READY TO GROW' with user description 'For the “Too long; didn’t read crowd (TL;DR) —> She has finished her training and feels ready. Farmers throw a good-bye party. She moves to Shanghai to look for her first fight.

✨📚📕📗🔍📔📚📝🖇️🗒️📚✨
And now for “THE READERS CLUB”!!!
✨📚📕📗🔍📔📚📝🖇️🗒️📚✨

After she spends a great deal of time training and improving, her heart is healed and she is ready to leave the farmers behind. At her good-bye party farmers gave her a very special parting gift: They have all gotten together and made several blue and yellow dresses for her to fight with.

- “Huã, we know you scratch your clothes a lot so we made you several. We want you to think of us in your combats. The cotton stretches so you can fight comfortably and we made the slits on the side extra wide so your legs are free to move and kick"

Her heart is deeply moved by this present. No one has ever had such attentions with her before.
- “Go on… try them on”

She takes off her grey shirt and with delicate care puts on her new blue and yellow dress. (No images of this moment were created, sorry, didn’t get to it 😊 but for the first time we see her on her typical blue outfit. The one we all grew up watching… 😍 —— I wanted to make the getting of the typical Chun Li outfit a special moment)
She hugs everyone good bye. Everyone is there except Csaba (the hungarian man, the one who at first ejaculated prematurely when being with her - There is a deeper story here but we will not get to it now) She looks around and Csaba is not in the crowd. Looks to his hut and a new blue curtain held with yellow ribbons has replaced the old brown curtain.
- “He will be wearing your colors now” The old man tells her.
- “Please tell Csaba that I will miss him”
- “I will. He didn’t want to be here but he left this for you”
The old farmer hands her a small wooden box, (we’ll talk about the contents of this box later 😉) she smiles and hugs the elder good bye.

DAYS LATER - SHANGHAI:
After settling in a small room she goes to the Dongtai Road Market. She enters the winding labyrinth of stores and businesses and knocks on a special red door. Asks for “The Moderator”
- “Moderator? Got the wrong door. Don’t know what you are talking about?”
- “I am a new fighter and here’s my entrance!” She hands over a big stack of bills. The guy reaches for the money and closes the door back again. She stays quiet outside for a while and after a couple of minutes the red door opens again.

(For the next scene I don’t have all the images but you can sort of follow them with the text)

A DARK ROOM:
The Moderator, a mysterious man of whom we never see his face, we only hear his thick, deep voice. He sits behind an old desk in the shadows.

- “Who is the fighter?" Ask The Moderator.
- “I AM” Answers Huã with pride. The moderator looks at her for a moment and simply shrugs his shoulders as if not caring for the fate of this woman entering the most vicious underground fighting circle in the world.
- “Name?”
- “Huã Li”
- “Huã...? “Flower”...is that your fighter name?”
- “That is my name and that is the only name I have!” Responds defensively.
- “Don’t like it, it’s too...soft 'Beautiful Flower' too weak” Says The Moderator.
- “And you are so pretty that you are not just a flower, you are the whole garden! (One of the guys in the room says looking at her body) Hell, you are the whole spring season!!!

They all laugh.

- “Yes, (says another man looking at her ass and thighs) you are the WHOLE SEASON !!! (Their eyes widen with lust) You are CHUN-Li!!!
- “CHUN Li, ‘Beautiful Spring’ (Says The Moderator) That sounds much more fitting”
- “Yeah, whatever!! I don’t care about the name as long as I get to kick their asses!! Who’s first???”
- Well, we have several opponents tonight… (responds The Moderator) "A japanese zumo wrestler…"
- “Too easy. What else?”
- “A brazilian beast, a weird skinny dude from India, a big russian wrestler, an american playboy… oh, this one…. this might be a much better fit for you… another asian, a Japanese arrogant prick.”
- "I don’t care who’s first, If I have to beat them all I don’t care in what order I punch their faces!"
- "Ok, suit yourself. You paid the money to get in and you are in. Hey, Rocko (to his assistant) Go tell Ryu his first opponent of the night is here."
- "My pleasure, boss! I’ll tell him his next victim is here and she is ready to take it up the ass!!” Rocko is about to laugh when a single round kick to the face breaks half his teeth. Rocko drops unconscious to the floor like a sack of bricks.

She says quietly: “Not any more…”

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@parda @gildenstein @bad77 @terror2 @onlyyouprod @dreamerofdreams'

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AI art 'Pearl's thong' with user description '(Note: This post is the bridge between @warmicestudios "Have you seen my pearl thong?" and Bad77's "Cyndel is a Bad Girl" posts. Also it takes place before my "Meeting Annie" posts. Go check those out."

"Octavian! Have you seen my velvet pouch? Nevermind, here it is. Yes! I'm so glad I 'borrowed' this from Detective Pearl. @barry915 and Pearl were busy at the bar and I'm happy I found this. This will be a special treat when I see @bad77 tonight."

"That's wonderful, Cyndie," I said. "I hope you have as much fun with him as I plan to with Annie."

"Oh I plan to, Tav. How do I look? Not to bad huh?"she said, as she showed off her ample curves. "Bad won't know what hit him."

I smiled as I emerged from the shower. "You know, maybe you should just meet all our fellow creators and get more acquainted."

"Maybe I will," She said as she put on her trench coat. "Who should I visit next, Tav? Coco won't let me visit @peterco, I got really, really messy last time I visited @blackhairedstudent. Maybe @parda? @terror2? @cef_ultra? Yeah, I like those ideas. Get to prompting, Tav, I got men to fuck."'

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AI art '“A MADAME IS BORN"' with user description 'Originally this was going to be a longer set, but I’ll go through the important points for the sake of moving the story along.

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- “The ship I was traveling on had to make an emergency stop for parts and repair. It was close to midnight and I was told the only place open at that time where I could get a warm meal was the famous pub “First Post” the oldest establishment in the bay. It was a freezing night and I was really hungry. What I thought was going to be an uneventful night ended up being much more than that. The owner started making small talk when he brought me my plate. We started talking”

Short version: they both realize they are at a cross roads in their lives. She wants to settle in and he wants to sell everything and travel de world. One is tired of traveling around the world and the other one is tired of being all of his life in the same place.

He mentions he has tried to sell the bar but it has been difficult because the bar comes attached to the brothel next door. His former business partner managed the brothel and he managed the bar.
- “A few year ago my partner got in trouble with a very dangerous customer and ended up loosing his life. I know nothing about running a sex joint so the girls have taken over and managed it to the best of their abilities. But they are no business ladies and the place is going down faster than a sack of bricks in the middle of the ocean. I want to sell the bar but no one wants to buy the sex joint next door”

Something happened inside Huã when she heard that. Almost as if a light she never knew she had was turned on for the first time. No real thought went before saying:
- “Show me”
- “Show you… what?” Said the man.
- “Show me the brothel. I wanna see it”

Surprised at the request the owner agreed. The brothel was divided in sections. The first sections were the once better kept. Probably because they were used for the customers with more money. The other sections were used for quick blowjobs or customers who didn’t want to pay a more luxurious experience. As Huã witnessed the poor conditions of the place she couldn’t help it but think about the unsavory conditions she also had to endure while having sex for money. Every girl there was a reminder of her former self. Somehow the smell and darkness of that place seemed very familiar to her. The deeper in she went into the brothel the bigger the feeling inside her. It was not until she arrived to the living quarters when she broke down. Not only the place these girls fucked was unsanitary, also their chambers, the rooms they lived in were painful to watch. Seeing the conditions these girls lived in made her know she had arrived there for a reason. A stillness in her heart arouse. Peace, quiet and a sense of BELONGING took over her.
- “I’ll buy it”

The owner heard the words correctly but his brain could not believe and register the idea correctly.
- “Excuse me?”
- “I’ll buy it. The bar AND the brothel”

The owner once again heard correctly but still had difficulties believing his ears.
- “You’ll … buy … BOTH? You’ll buy the bar AND the brothel”
- “Well, actually … I’ll buy the brothel and the bar that comes with it”

Not wanting this opportunity to get away the owner extended his arm and they shook hands. They walked back to the bar and Huã had a waiter go to the ship and tell the captain she was going to stay there and to have all her belongings brought to her at once.

The very next day they got the paperwork done and the payment settled in full. The deal was done. She was now the owner of the brothel and the caretaker of the girls living and working in it and that, automatically, turned her into a Madame. Hence, Madame Li was born.

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Next Chapter: “A NEW FAMILY”'

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AI art 'Chapter 8: “Nurse Josephine”' with user description 'Suggested soundtrack for this chapter —> https://youtu.be/OqiHVct5MYE?si=DcvWvPYsNLjiAXzw

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- “Well, I've… been a nurse for 6 years. Graduated from nursing school at Waifu University and started working ever since. My husband was a doctor here too, so I was used to spending most of my days here any way. After my husband died I would go home after work to an empty house, so I started taking extra shifts just to keep myself busy. Working kept my mind occupied and helping others gave me a purpose to get out of bed. Then something interesting happened… I realized how much faster patients healed when someone paid close attention to them. You see, sometimes people just need to know there is someone that cares for them. Sometimes they need to express love rather than receive it. Sometimes all they need is to talk, nothing more so I’m here for them. The wounds of the body usually start in the heart. There is no reason for me to be home any more, so I’m here all the time”
- “If you don’t mind my asking… What happened to your husband? How… ?”
- “He died during ‘The night of the 8’ He was on duty that night.”

Detective Pearl was not expecting that answer.
- “Oh! The Night of The Eight…”
- "It was my day off but I got an emergency call from my husband. He didn’t have time to explain he just said: Hurry, we need extra hands! By the time I got here it was too late, the break-in had already happened”
- ⁠”Yes, August 8th. We lost a lot of people that night…” Pearl answers. “I was on duty that night too. You see...I was the one who caught their leader"
- ⁠”It was you?? You are the one who caught Octavian?!"

FLASHBACK:
A much younger officer Pearl holds up her gun against the enemy.
- “Octavian, don’t make me do it!! Please, stop!”

PRESENT TIME:
- "Yes. I... caught… Octavian. That's how I got promoted to Detective 1st class"

Pearl gets sidetracked by the memories, but immediately catches herself up and pulls herself back on track.
- “Yes, I got that bastard. But I’m not here to talk about old ghosts. I’m here to talk about the patient you received last night” Her attitude and voice stiffs up. Almost as if forcing herself up to be serious and rude.
- “Oh, yes, right… uhh, well, about 11:30 last night an ambulance brought in the subject. He was completely naked. No id, no wallet or anything to identify him but his long black hair and his tattoos.”
- “Tattoos?”
- “He had red flowers tattooed from his lower back all the way up his left shoulder and chest. Most of his body was scratched”
- “Probably a large feline, said the report”
- “At first we thought that , the size and depth of the marks could match that description but not the patterns. Large felines attack face and neck. It was his body that was injured, not the face and the scratches were in a random pattern. I think he was trying to get away and was running while being attacked. He was delusional and talking in his sleep. He mumbled things like: The lady from First Post, watch out - Lady from First Post - dangerous”
- “Lady from first post?” Repeats Pearl.
- “At least that’s what I understood. I could have heard wrong. Does it mean anything to you? Do you know what he’s talking about?”
- “Lady from ‘FIRST POST’ dangerous… yes, I have an idea. Red Flower tattoos, long black hair. That would be Johnny Astor, he’s the kind of guy who likes to be in the wrong place at the wrong time”
- “That’s all I could say, really. Because I was attending his wounds when he got up frantically and just ran away. He seemed really scared”

Detective Pearl has all she needs.
- “You have been really helpful Nurse Finnegan, thank you for your time”
- “Please, call me Josephine” She smiles at Pearl.
- “Josephine, thank you for your time” Pearl smiles back.

Detective Pearl leaves the hospital. As she melts back into the city crowd the ghosts of the past creep back in. Images of ‘THAT’ night come back to her.

FLASHBACKS:
* “Octavian, don’t make me do it!! Please, stop!” She begs. “GET DOWN HERE, PLEASE!!” Tears roll down her face.
* “Octavian, my love, if ANYTHING of what we had was real, I beg you to stop…”
* “I’m sorry Pearly-boo” He says.
* “Don’t … please …. Don’t make me do this…“ Raises the gun at him. “Turn yourself in, please!!! We can work something out TOGETHER! PLEASE!!!” She begs with all her heart.
- “I’m sorry baby… it was never supposed to end this way…”
- “NO OCTAVIAN!! NOOOOO!!!“

BANG!!!!

The sound of ’THAT’ gun shot resonates inside Pearl still to this day.

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AI art 'The Queen of Lust' with user description 'Gildenstein: Ladies and gentlemen, good evening, and welcome to the Hot Legs highlight of tonight! The Queen of Lust herself—Annie—honors us with her presence. Her playmate for this evening is none other than our very own Priss! Grab your drinks, sit back, and enjoy the show!

You have all come @bad77 @parda @warmicestudios @terror2 @peterco @blackhairedstudent @barry915 @reptorn to see us. Center stage, she lies naked upon our playground, waiting for me. Lust is written all over her face; her wild eyes beg me to share my desire with her. Her lips wait longingly for mine. Her breathing comes in heavy gasps of joyful anticipation, awaiting the touch of my skin. I savor this sight for just a moment longer—this woman who pleads with me to make her mine. Her tender, soft breasts with those perfect nipples, that sweet navel, those endlessly long legs, and her already dripping-wet pink pussy. I claim it all. Gildenstein promised the boys a show, and a show is exactly what they’re going to get. I approach her, stopping just inches away, then lift my foot and offer her my toes. A collective moan ripples through the audience as she teases them with her tongue. So soft, so wet—and my hand is already on my own pearl. I walk around her and kneel down between her spread legs. With a smile, I accept the Venus she offers me and bury my tongue deep inside her. Her moans make the audience sit up and take notice—so intense, truly an unforgettable moment. I see men stroking their cocks and women sliding their hands beneath their clothes. The ecstasy is palpable, and *I* savor every single moment of it. Her sweet nectar of love moistens my lips; I lick it up, not wasting a single drop. I pull her between my legs until our wet pussies touch and rub against each other. Moaning, I massage both our clits until we come. Dazed, she sits up.

Priss: Please, I want to taste your sweet juices on my tongue.

How could I say no to that? I spread my legs wide, offering her a sight that makes people pause, all while I continue to massage my clit. She buries her face between my legs, her tongue pleasuring my core. I’m addicted to her; I want more of her nectar. So I lift her head—confusion in her gaze, holding the unspoken question: did she do something wrong? Smiling, I shake my head and position her beneath me so that we can lick each other. Our next orgasm isn't long in coming. Trembling, we lie draped over one another. It seems that a few people in the audience have come as well; one of the women has taken her partner's cock deep down her throat, and cum is trickling from the corners of her mouth—a sight that makes me jealous. Priss draws my attention back to herself; she’s holding a dildo in her hand.

Priss: Ple...ase...
Annie: Please... what, my love?
Priss: Please... fuck... me...

She is so sweet; our tongues find one another as I insert the dildo for her, just as she asked. She comes instantly—what a sweet, naughty girl. I grab another dildo from the play area and hand it to her; why should she be the only one having fun? The dildos slide in and out of our greedy pussies, but they bring me no true satisfaction; my holes are craving something real.

Annie: Boys! We need your help up here!

They don't need to be told twice; they strip off their clothes as they step onto the stage. Gildenstein stands unimpressed behind the bar, but I swear I saw a smirk flit across his features. Our bodies are devoured by them—hard, throbbing cocks everywhere. They fill every orifice: mouth, pussy, asshole—God, the ecstasy! There is nothing better than a hard cock taking me like an animal. Priss seems to feel the exact same way; she comes again and again. My head, too, is spinning after countless orgasms. The air is thick with sex, sweat, and our moans—the moans of two sluts being fucked into oblivion. Dazed by the ceaseless waves of pleasure, we lie on the play area while the boys drench us in their hot cum. They paint a white masterpiece upon our skin. Breathing heavily, I kiss Priss, and she returns the kiss. Weariness settles over the guests and over us as well, yet I cannot hide how much I enjoyed this. Priss, too, smiles at me, trembling all over. In halting breaths, she forces the words through her lips:

Priss: "You... truly... are... the Queen of Lust."'

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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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