outstretched hand

AI art "2000 ?!?! 🤯😳"
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2000 ?!?! 🤯😳

zuzul
AI art "Catheon"
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Catheon

zuzul
AI art "Join the CAThedral"
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Join the CAThedral

zuzul
AI art '⭕ Ring' with user description 'Once, there was a horror movie, Ring, remake of Japanese horror...'
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⭕ Ring

peterco
AI art 'Alice in Waifuland' with user description 'I might be going mad, lmao'
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Alice in Waifuland

usagi77
AI art 'Pillow Princesses 3 (Poke Girls)' with user description 'Gotta catch 'em all?'
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Pillow Princesses 3 (Poke Girls)

usagi77
AI art 'Choose Your Own Adventure: Lady of the Woods 4A' with user description '<This post continues from the 3b “Accept her” decision> Yes, this was how it should be. Your mind was still fuzzy on the details, but that was just the normal morning grogginess surely. You knew this woman. She reached her hand out a little farther, fingers opened to intertwine with yours. You take her hand. Something changes about her. Like her face suddenly became clearer, or the sleep was finally falling from your eyes. “Yes, that’s right dear. Let me hold you until you feel better.” She pulls and you slide your body closer, more into the center of the bed. Her eyes feel like they are staring into your soul now. Her gaze strips away the brain fog, the fatigue, all the little aches and annoyances. Something wells up in you. At first, you think it must be love. A warm affection for your caring wife. You can feel your blood pumping faster. Your pulse quickens. A flight or fight response. Your body is screaming danger. But your mind is preaching calm. Her eyes win the debate. “What’s wrong darling?” She pulls her arm back but her eyes are wide with anticipation and her smile has stretched into a hungry grin. “Is it your nerves again? I think I know just the treatment…” She slinks out from under the covers with all the grace of a serpent cornering its prey. Her body straddles you and you find yourself unable to move from your position. Her thighs press against yours, skin softer than the bedsheets. Her hands grab your arms and press them down gently, and yet it is enough to keep you pinned. She leans forward, letting her body slide and shift against yours and her ample breasts press lightly against your chest. You try to speak, but she holds a finger to her lips and your mouth refuses to open. “Ssshhhh.” She whispers. “Just let go and relax. I’m in control now.” You hear the wind rustle through the leaves and the room begins to fill with the scent of the woods. Moist dirt, crisp misty air, minty herbs and rosy floral perfumes. Fallen leaves begin to litter the bed even though the windows are securely closed. “Don’t worry darling, I’m going to make you feel all better. I’ll take every last drop of worry and anxiety and fear and hope and joy until nothing is left except the pleasure and the pain.” She licks her lips in eager anticipation, and you can feel the panic rising in your chest, but… no matter what you do you can’t look away from her eyes. They draw you in, sap the rising panic from your muscles and keep you pinned in place. “Let’s get started~” She slides up and back, one hand reaching for your cock. Her touch is almost electrifying. Her grip is firm, strong enough to hurt just a bit, but not too tight. She guides the tip to her other hungry mouth and slides it in effortlessly and unceremoniously. Her warmth devours you. Squeezes you. This was something more than sex. Her entire body shivered as she finished pressing her hips down against you for the first time. The sensation was too much to bear. All the welling emotions felt like they were being drained from your body. You wanted to move, to try to take some control of the situation, but your arms felt more like lead with each passing second and your mind was rapidly losing grip on anything that wasn’t the feel of her most intimate touch. Even the room around you was shifting into impossible angles. The Woods had claimed this room in much the same way as she had claimed you. She shifted again, rising and thrusting her hips, bouncing her breasts, and sending a new wave of sensation through you. Every thrust she made felt like your mind was being run through a blender and whatever was left was being sucked out of you bit by bit. Pleasure and pain. Nothing else existed until she stopped. “Relax… we’ve got all the time in the world. And I’m going to savor every last drop of you~” < Ending C - Dream A Little Dream Of Me >'
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Choose Your Own Adventure: Lady of the Woods 4A

usagi77
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iiyama6122
AI art "Rent-A-Girlfriend Cosplay Photoshoot (Part 1/2: Ruka & Sumi)"
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Rent-A-Girlfriend Cosplay Photoshoot (Part 1/2: Ruka & Sumi)

terror2
AI art '📺 What if?' with user description 'This is where the "⭕ The Ring" set started 😏'
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📺 What if?

peterco
AI art 'Elsa stands against Ariel' with user description 'The private bathing chamber deep within the frozen spires of Arendelle Castle as Elsa bathed. "This is nice and peaceful," she whispered to herself. She stepped out of the pool without bothering with a towel. The cold never bothered her anyway. A single gesture and shimmering ice crystals formed around her body, swirling like affectionate hands. They wove themselves into the fabric of her battle-ready dress: a sleek, high-slit gown of deepest midnight blue and crystalline white. The bodice was tight, almost corset-like, pushing her breasts upward into a breathtaking, icy display while leaving her shoulders and a daring expanse of cleavage bare. Then the lightning flashed. Through the tall arched windows of ice, the horizon lit up in violent electric blue. A massive storm was rolling in from the sea—unnaturally fast, unnaturally furious. Thunder rolled like distant war drums. Rain began to hammer against the frozen walls. Ariel. Elsa’s ice-blue eyes narrowed, a slow, dangerous smile curving her lips. The little mermaid had finally made her move. The signal was unmistakable: the war had begun. She turned away from the window and extended her hand. From the frost-covered pedestal rose her magic ice staff—taller than she was, crowned with a cruel, multifaceted spire of diamond-hard ice that pulsed with contained power. “Rapunzel,” she whispered into the cold air. “Moana. Merida. Tiana. Belle.” Names of the newer spirits, the wild ones, the ones who chafed under the old order of the “classic” princesses. “It’s time.” She planted the ice staff into the ground. A ring of jagged ice spikes erupted outward, claiming the courtyard as her first territory. “If it’s war you want, Ariel,” she called out into the howling wind, her voice carrying across the fjord with crystalline clarity, “then I will let it all go.”'
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Elsa stands against Ariel

octavian
AI art 'Choose Your Own Adventure: Lady of the Woods 3d' with user description '<This post continues from the 2b “follow the lady” decision > Something doesn’t sit right with you about the fairy. You can’t put your finger on it, it something about her eyes makes you uneasy. You turn away, ignoring the cries as best you can and follow after the lady. Soon, they fade away entirely. You walk in silence for a while, following the lady as closely as you dare. Her creamy skin still calls you to touch and you would rather not tempt yourself. Still, the whispered swish of her dress brushing her skin as she walked pulled you along as surely as if you had been tethered with a cord. Soon, a new sound echoed down the cave from somewhere up ahead. Water. You emerge into a large open space with an opening in the roof. The air here is cold but fresh and the water seems to almost glow faintly, its surface illuminated more than the faint sunlight should allow. The lady turns toward you, her arms outstretched. “Welcome to the Heartspring. All you must do to now is bathe in the waters. If the Woods accepts you, you will be welcome to stay for as long as you like.” You swallow your nerves and ask what will happen if it doesn’t accept you. She smiles. For some reason, her hand drifts to the seam of her dress where her fingers almost absentmindedly begin to undo the sole knot keeping the dress on properly. “Don’t worry. You’ve made it this far. You’ve proven yourself more than you know.” She steps gracefully into the water as she undoes the knot. You can see her entire hip now, the whole side of her body in profile like a porcelain statuette. “This spring is sacred ground though. You’ll have to remove your clothing.” She slips free of her shoulder straps and her dress falls around her waist. Her breasts sit fully exposed. They are round, plump, but still somewhat perky. Two perfect handfuls of femininity. She wastes no time in freeing herself from the last clutches of the emerald green fabric. It dips through the water as she tosses it aside onto the shore of the spring. You stand enthralled by her beauty. Her curves are wide and deep, an hourglass figure worthy of a goddess. Her skin is smooth and flawless and has a tautness to it that seems almost too youthful compared to her mature assets. It strikes you again just how unnaturally perfect she is. Your body is already reacting to the sight of her. Your arousal rises up again and you fell your heart pumping. She begins to bathe, gently lifting handfuls of water over her head with all the grace of a renaissance sculpture of Venus herself. Her wet hair begins to cling to her skin, the dark strands only serving to accent the gentle folds of her back, the ample curves of her breasts, the sloping arc of her lower back. Water droplets gather on her skin catching the light. You take a step closer, no longer able to resist. She turns to you with a slightly disapproving look, but she doesn’t scold you. “You were supposed to bathe with me.” Her voice was teasing, enticing, like she wanted you to banter back. You start to mumble something about her beauty, but she closes the distance before you can finish. “Let’s get those clothes out of the way, shall we?” She lifts your shirt over your head with no fuss. As soon as you are free of it, you become very aware of the cool water on your skin. It’s invigorating. Just cool enough to wake you up, but warm enough not to make you shiver. Her hands drift lower and you find yourself eagerly helping her. In moments, nothing stands between you anymore. “There, that’s better.” Her hands linger on your arms longer than they need to. She told you to bathe in the spring, but the look she’s giving you now… it’s like she’s feeling the draw too. Like her lips are silently begging for a kiss, her eyes whispering for you to pull her closer. < Decision Point - Do you bathe in the spring, or do you kiss her? >'
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Choose Your Own Adventure: Lady of the Woods 3d

usagi77
AI art 'A Beautiful Bouquet' with user description 'This time, the Waifu beam hit the flower garden.'
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A Beautiful Bouquet

usagi77
AI art 'Choose Your Own Adventure: Lady of the Woods 2a' with user description '<This section continues from part 1 - Drink the nectar - path> The strange woman’s smile doesn’t falter as you take the flower from her hands. It’s delicate and surprisingly light, despite the fact that its bloom does contain a generous amount of pale gold liquid. As you look back up, her face remains unreadable despite your best efforts. There’s still something unnerving about the intensity of her stare and the fullness of her smile. But the flower’s sweet scent is catching in your nose now and it calls to you to take a sip. Reluctantly, you pull your eyes away from the lady and down the flower’s offering like a shot of alcohol. It’s smooth. Light as air and just barely sweet. It glides across your tongue effortlessly, but it’s only after you swallow that you realize something has gone wrong. “What’s wrong?” The lady asks. Her voice echoes in your head like an earworm, digging its way deep into your mind. You look up to see her changed. Her eyes glow with a sinister light and her smile, tenuous in its sincerity, has shifted into an outright malevolent smirk. You try to speak, but the nectar has poisoned your throat and it’s all you can do to gasp out a questioning plea. “You humans are all the same,” she says. “One little temptation and you fall right in headfirst. No backbone, no willpower.” As she speaks, the forest begins to melt away. The trees evaporate into swirling clouds of green smoke that seem to stretch on forever even as they close you in. The dappled sunlight that made the meadow feel so warm and inviting twists into a demented halo behind the woman’s head. “I see the look in your eyes. You think I tricked you?” Her smirk deepens into gleeful contempt. “There was no lie. The nectar does promise a long life. A life spent in my realm, for you can now never leave this place.” You try to resist, but your feet refuse to budge. You look down to see the ground too has become nearly formless and root entangle your feet. Or, perhaps the roots are your feet. Nothing seems to make sense anymore. How much of this is nectar induced hallucinations, and how much is real? You watch as the woman grows additional arms, as new eyes flicker in and out of the smoke, as her hair begins to float. You can no longer see the ground. You can no longer feel your legs, or turn your neck. Your entire existence is now this moment, forever burned into your sight. “Was the temptation worth it?” She asks with a laugh that runs down your spine like ice water. “Now tell me, what should I do with you?” She leans forward, the new eye on her forehead staring into your soul. “Should I add you to the garden? Turn you into a gift for the fairies? Or maybe, I could give you another chance…” “Do you think you deserve it?” <Decision point - Do you nod yes, or no?> To be continued…'
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Choose Your Own Adventure: Lady of the Woods 2a

usagi77
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Erza Scarlet: Outfit Showcase

thoughtzi
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Thunder

zuzul
AI art 'Valkyries' with user description 'Pov: You are being chosen for Valhalla.'
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Valkyries

usagi77
AI art "Pekomama: Easter Egg Bunny"
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Pekomama: Easter Egg Bunny

thoughtzi
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Waifus

jlixard
AI art 'Join me?'
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Join me?

barry915
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