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AI art 'My Cover Girl lineup' with user description 'Here's my current lineup of OCs. I'm thinking of making a permanent Native American or Asian woman to the roster. Let me know if you have any suggestions on a new lady:

1. Jennifer, the cheerful one
2. Celest, the strong one
3. Selina, the stylish one
4. Captain Nemesis, the psycho one
5. Haley, the country girl
6. Janice, the city girl
7. Elizabeth, the shy one
8. Suka, the soulless one
9. Cyndel, the (audience-named) Queen of the Waifus!'

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My Cover Girl lineup

AI art "Chapter 4: “Face to face”"

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Chapter 4: “Face to face”

AI art '[Teaser]: Goth Qeen is cumming back 🥵' with user description 'I've been really busy last weeks but finally I got some time to work on the new School chapter, now Vesper's story!

Stay tuned if you wanna see more!'

[Teaser]: Goth Qeen is cumming back 🥵

AI art '📖 Library, 2nd Book' with user description 'She likes reading in the library... alone 😏'

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📖 Library, 2nd Book

AI art '📖 Library, 3rd Book' with user description 'She loves to read... all alone 😏'

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📖 Library, 3rd Book

AI art 'Compromising Positions' with user description 'Sometimes, you just can’t wait.'

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Compromising Positions

AI art "cat onesie"

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cat onesie

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

AI art "Bonding with Brave Vesperia"

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Bonding with Brave Vesperia

AI art '📖 Library, 1st Book' with user description 'I haven't been to the library in years, but from what I remember, it looked something like this 😏'

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📖 Library, 1st Book

AI art 'Don't make noise'

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Don't make noise

AI art 'Female POV!' with user description 'So this is how it looks like! 🤤😁'

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Female POV!

AI art 'The Quietest Sin' with user description 'The afternoon sun is bleeding through the high stained-glass windows, turning the dust motes into gold. It’s the dead hour of the day—too late for classes, too early for dinner. The only sound is the rhythmic, rhythmic thump of the librarian’s stamps and the occasional rustle of her skirts as she patrols the upper mezzanine.
Vesper never cared for the curriculum, but she has a deep appreciation for the architecture of a secret. Tucked into the deepest corner of the 'Forbidden History' aisle, where the shelves are tall enough to swallow the world, she’s rewrite the rules of the room. The space between 'study partners' and 'accomplices' has completely dissolved into the heat of the afternoon.
Every shallow breath is a war against the oppressive silence; every sliding silk strap feels like a thunderclap in the stillness. She’s turned this sanctuary of knowledge into a feverish, high-stakes game of hide and seek.
Vesper: (Her voice a ghost of a whisper against your neck, cold and deliberate) "Shhh... do you hear her? Her heels are clicking on the marble, just one aisle over. She’s looking for a book that isn't where it belongs."
Partner: "Vesper, stop... if she peers through the gaps in the shelves, she'll see everything..."
Vesper: (Tracing the line of your pulse with a slow, teasing fingernail, her eyes dark with a predatory calm) "That’s why you’re going to stay perfectly still. No shaking. No gasping. Just the weight of my hand and the risk of being ruined in broad daylight. If you can keep your composure while she’s standing right behind that shelf... I might just let you see what happens in the final chapter."'

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The Quietest Sin

AI art "Alisa (Cold Steel)"

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Alisa (Cold Steel)

AI art "Calendar Year Class VII explicit"

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Calendar Year Class VII explicit

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AI art 'Delia took care of it Part 5' with user description 'Ash has won the Orange League and is back home for now. While Ash is out with his friends (without his Pokémon), Delia is taking care of the household chores. While cleaning Ash's room, she finds his Poké Balls.'

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Delia took care of it Part 5

AI art 'Mia'

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Mia

AI art 'Witch is your fav?'

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Witch is your fav?

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Levy Library Squirt

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