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AI art "2000 ?!?! 🤯😳"
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2000 ?!?! 🤯😳

zuzul
AI art "Trench Coat"
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Trench Coat

zuzul
AI art "Chapter 4: “Face to face”"
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Chapter 4: “Face to face”

warmicestudios
AI art "Cyndel Vale needs money 7"
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Cyndel Vale needs money 7

octavian
AI art "Cyndel Vale needs money (Remastered)"
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Cyndel Vale needs money (Remastered)

octavian
AI art 'Night-time walk with Anara' with user description 'You invite Anara for a midnight walk on Valentine's Day. You give her a set of instructions to follow. She seems excited over the phone. But doing it makes her nervous. But as always, she enjoys it once she gets into it.'
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Night-time walk with Anara

zesoul
AI art "Swimsuit Gravure (36)"
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Swimsuit Gravure (36)

freemanlac
AI art "Cyndel Vale needs money 4"
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Cyndel Vale needs money 4

octavian
AI art '2k followers - Unreleased images' with user description 'Thank you all for hitting 2,000 followers! in celebration, i'm releasing some of my shots since i started. #1 is the first prompt I ever did. #2 is the first render of the Vale Sisters #3 - #9 are unreleased original characters #10 - #19 are character prompts unused #20 - #26 Unreleased sex poses #29 most recent prompt'
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2k followers - Unreleased images

octavian
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

kendarfulgrim
AI art 'Pip's First Catch' with user description 'One day, while performing on a busy street, Pip spotted a down-on-his-luck office worker. Noticing his nice suit and lonely demeanor, she figured she could squeeze something out of him. After all, the carnival could always use a little more money. But maybe she didn't expect the size of the task she just stumbled into. This is Pip's first full set! It took a while but I think the results came out well. For some reason, the extensions weren't working for me on mobile, and I wasn't able to even make a post; I wonder if that's happening to anyone else. Nevertheless, enjoy Pip's first adventure! I'll probably upload extras again since I had so many good images that couldn't be included due to the 30 limit... I'm so down bad for Pip...'
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Pip's First Catch

goobygubby
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elric7472
AI art 'Monster Girl Mating' with user description '💕'
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Monster Girl Mating

usagi77
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

peterco
AI art 'Borrowed characters, and some new ones.'
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Borrowed characters, and some new ones.

dreamwalker
AI art 'Fallout 69, Episode 3' with user description 'S01E03. Riley goes to meet meat 💙☢️☣️ But who exactly is the meat now? 😏'
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Fallout 69, Episode 3

peterco
AI art 'Irresistable'
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Irresistable

happo
AI art 'Chapter #02 "GAMES OF MORPHEUS". Sarah. part 18.'
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Chapter #02 "GAMES OF MORPHEUS". Sarah. part 18.

dreamwalker
AI art 'Fallout 69, Episode 2' with user description 'S01E02. No, rats are not the meat 💙☢️☣️ But Riley will soon meet meat in the next episode 😏'
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Fallout 69, Episode 2

peterco
AI art 'Chapter#01, The Chosen.' with user description 'You hear a jingle; tiiil tiiil tiiil, a bell tied to a red thread. It is said that the red thread of fate is tied to the people who will change your life, in some way, whether good or bad. All the girls were chosen and are gathered in an astral plane where the goddess of dreams, 'Mirla,' dwells. Mirla: I have gathered everyone here today to commence the 'GAMES OF MORPHEUS,' where everyone will face different challenges, either individually or in teams. The tests will consist of physical endurance challenges, intelligence, psychological tests, etc. The way to win will be by the vote of our spectators. If a girl is eliminated, but someone sponsors her, she will be given another chance, but she will face a very difficult test. We are looking for the best of all, number #01. I hope this list is ready because it starts now...'
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Chapter#01, The Chosen.

dreamwalker
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