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zorarora

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I do art on random depending on the mood, my style and direction of the art differ. Not really going on a narrative driven arts.

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ulyth

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An amateur prompt pervert with a penchant for bondage, brides, one-piece swimsuits, furries, and loose storytelling. My waifus are Tifa Lockhart, Sailor Venus, Princess Zelda, Rally Vincent, Bea, Psylocke, Delia Ketchum, and more.

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asianloverz

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Just a simple man who loves big boobs and get dominated by them. Mostly Pokégirls, Shantae and some Succubi.

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AI art 'Why choosing ?' with user description 'In the end, Ash could never make a choice between May, Dawn and Serena. He loves them and they love him so why not trying a special relationship'

Why choosing ?

AI art 'A proud professor' with user description 'Hilbert save Unova from Team Plasma and became the League's Champion. Professor Juniper was so proud of him so, as a reward and knowing Hilbert has a crush on her, she offered him something he couldn't refuse : a night with her.'

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greymaker

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AI art 'A new Friend!' with user description 'At the start of his journey, Ash once again has to stand up to Team Rocket. After some difficulties and with the help of May, Team Rocket's plans are thwarted. Ash and May quickly become friends and continue their journey together. Ash has missed the daily sex since Misty is no longer around.'

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AI art 'New Adventure in Hoenn!' with user description 'Ash has decided to travel to Hoenn. At the same time, someone new is starting her first day as a Pokémon Trainer – May. She's on her way to choose her starter Pokémon. Tough decision. Professor Birch helps her with her decision.'

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AI art 'Gotta Catch Ya Later' with user description 'Ash has once again failed to complete his second league. After participating, he and his friends travel back home. On the way, however, the friends receive unexpected news. Misty's sisters have won a trip around the world and transfer the Gym Leader status to her. Brock also receives a message from home. Both must return home. It's time to say goodbye. One last night before their departure.'

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Gotta Catch Ya Later

AI art 'Rising Badge' with user description 'Ash and his friends reach Blackthorn City, where he plans to battle Sandra, the Gym Leader. To win, he must prove his endurance against Dragon-type Pokémon.'

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komicantcommunicate

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blackhairedstudent

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Hey guys 💙 Your support means the world to me if you like my work leave the like and follow, love you guys and keep creative ❤️ Thank you for being here. I like all kinds of shit.. from softcore to extreme gangbang. If the image turns out good I'll make post with it...

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AI art 'Angie Casting' with user description 'The humid, sterile air of the public train station bathroom was the first thing to hit my senses, smelling of industrial bleach, old rust, and the sharp, musky scent of unwashed bodies. My head lolled to the side, my silver pigtails messy and sticking to my damp neck. As consciousness trickled back into my brain, I felt a heavy, dull ache—a sensation of being stretched far beyond my limits.
*Ah... Atua is so generous today,* I thought, a dazed smile spreading across my face even before my eyes fully opened.
I remembered talking to Tenko earlier about the divine joy of being a vessel—how the physical body is just a tool for Atua’s will, and how I craved the sensation of being used until there was nothing left of me but spirit. Tenko had looked so flustered, but then she remembered it was my birthday and handed me a cup of coffee. It was bitter... and then the world had dissolved into a beautiful, velvety black.
Now, I was awake. My wrists were cold, held tight by heavy steel handcuffs that rattled against a rusted plumbing pipe. My ankles were shackled, forced wide apart to frame the entrance of my sanctuary. And in that sanctuary, there was a presence. A black, gigantic member was buried deep within my anus, rhythmic and relentless. The man behind me was a titan, his dark skin slick with sweat as he claimed me with a primal, wordless hunger.
To my left, resting on the grimy tile floor, sat a plastic bucket. It was overflowing with condoms, a mountain of latex meant to facilitate a marathon of devotion.
"Nyahaha! Atua, you really outdid yourself with this birthday party!" I chirped, my voice echoing off the graffiti-covered stalls.
The men were already lined up. I could hear their footsteps, their impatient breathing, the clinking of belts. They were the "unclean" of the world—hobos with matted hair and clothes that smelled like the gutter, stinking men with calloused hands, and wide-eyed teenagers. One after another, they stepped forward.
The titan behind me finished, a deep groan vibrating through my spine as he withdrew. Immediately, the next man took his place. Some were quick, driven by a frantic need. Others were slow and cruel. Every few turns, a man would ignore the bucket of condoms entirely. I felt the raw, searing friction of skin on skin, the hot, slick sliding of natural fluid as they bypassed the latex and drove themselves into the very depths of my core. My anus was a burning ring of fire, but I welcomed the heat. I welcomed the filth.
But then, the ritual shifted. A man, smelling of cheap cigarettes and desperation, didn't aim for the back. He guided his length into my pussy. The moment he slid inside, the thin veil of my composure finally shattered. I wasn't just a vessel; I was a participant in the divine ecstasy. My hips began to move of their own accord, meeting every thrust with a rhythmic, desperate grind. I was loving each and every one of them. I was cherishing the grit, the sweat, and the overwhelming scent of a dozen different lives converging inside of me.
"Thank you, Atua! Thank you for this glorious day of service!" I screamed toward the cracked ceiling, my eyes rolling back as a wave of pleasure crashed over me. This was the best day of my life. My body was being claimed by the world, and in that total surrender, I felt closer to the divine than I ever had.
The hours bled into one another. The sun must have set outside the station, leaving only the buzzing fluorescent lights to witness the carnage. For six hours, the line never stopped. At least sixty random men—each one a different flavor of desire—had used me. I was a map of their release, my skin painted in various shades of white and grey.
Finally, the heavy door of the bathroom creaked open. The last man, a scruffy teenager who looked like he was about to faint, finished inside my pussy and stumbled away, leaving me slumped against the pipes.
Tenko walked in. She looked around at the wreckage—the empty condom wrappers, the spilled bucket, and me. I was a mess. My silver hair was matted with fluids, my face flushed a deep, feverish pink. My entrances were gaped wide, raw and red, struggling to close after the constant assault. I was literally full of cum, the excess leaking out of me to pool on the cold, dirty tiles.
"Angie!" Tenko shouted, her voice a mix of horror and a strange, hidden pride. "Happy birthday! I... I hope Atua provided everything you asked for."
I looked up at her, my vision blurry but my heart soaring. I gave her a wide, toothy grin, my tongue darting out to lick a stray drop from my lip.
"It was perfect, Tenko," I whispered, my voice hoarse from six hours of praising the heavens. "Atua is so, so good."'

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Angie Casting

AI art 'Maki Casting' with user description 'The rain lashed against the cold glass of the skyscraper’s penthouse, mirroring the rhythmic thrum of my pulse. I moved through the vents like a shadow, my red scrunchies the only splash of color in the dark machinery of the ventilation shaft. My target: the CEO of a multi-national conglomerate who had been funding shadow wars. He was supposed to be alone.
I dropped from the ceiling with a silent, lethal grace, my dagger already unsheathed. But as my boots hit the plush carpet, blinding spotlights erupted from every corner, illuminating twenty men in tactical gear with rifles aimed at my chest.
In the center stood the CEO, a man with a cruel, polished smile. "Maki Harukawa," he purred. "The Ultimate Assassin. Did you really think I wouldn't be ready?"
I tightened my grip on my blade, scanning the room. Twenty elite guards, high-caliber weapons, zero cover. To fight was to die in a hail of lead before I could take a single step. I let the dagger fall. The metallic clang echoed through the silent room.
"Fine," I said, my voice as flat as a grave. "I lost. You can take my life now. Just make it quick."
The CEO stepped forward, his eyes roaming over my body with a sickening, predatory hunger. "Your life? Now? Oh, Maki, you aren't going to die so soon. We’re going to use you. Every single one of us."
They took me to a room tucked away in the back of the penthouse—a jarring, horrific contrast to the rest of the building. It was completely pink. Pink walls, pink rugs, pink satin. They stripped me of my gear, but they didn't bind me. They didn't need to. With twenty armed men standing guard and the CEO watching like a hawk, they knew I had nowhere to go. I stood there in the center of that soft, neon nightmare, exposed and surrounded.
For the next two hours, the room was a blur of heat and degradation. The CEO and his twenty guards descended upon me like animals. Because I wasn't bound, they moved me as they pleased, forcing me into various positions on the plush floor and against the velvet walls. They used me in every way possible, their lust driven by the thrill of conquering the world's most dangerous woman. They were relentless, taking turns with a primal, chaotic energy. They used my mouth, my pussy, and my anal passage with a bruising, heavy-handed greed. I felt the weight of them and the staggering girth of men who thought they had finally broken me.
But as they hammered into me, as they filled my orifices with their filth, they didn't notice the subtle, sweet scent emanating from my skin. I wasn't fighting back—not because I had given up, but because I was waiting.
Before the mission, I had prepared for the worst-case scenario. I had coated the linings of my three orifices with a highly concentrated, slow-release sedative—a calming toxin designed to be absorbed through mucosal contact. I had taken the antidote hours prior. Every time they used me, every time they drove themselves into my body, they were unknowingly dosing themselves with a powerful paralytic.
One by one, the guards began to stumble. The CEO, who was currently over me, his face twisted in a mask of hedonistic joy, suddenly felt his eyes glaze over. His movements slowed, becoming sluggish and heavy.
"W-What... what is this?" he gasped, his tongue thick.
"Do you want to die?" I whispered.
He collapsed on top of me, a dead weight. Around the room, heavy thuds followed as all twenty men hit the floor, their bodies completely paralyzed but their hearts still beating.
I stood up, my body aching and coated in the evidence of their depravity, but my mind was clearer than it had been all night. I walked over to where they had tossed my dagger and picked it up.
"You said you were going to use me," I said, looking down at the CEO as he stared up with wide, terrified eyes. "But in the end, you were just the delivery system for your own execution."
I moved through the room with methodical precision. One stroke for each guard. One final, slow cut for the man in the center. By the time I walked out of that pink room, the only color left on the walls was the deep, dark crimson of a mission finally completed. I disappeared into the rain, leaving the "dollhouse" behind forever.'

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AI art 'Fern ❤️' with user description 'The night air in the Northern Lands was sharp enough to draw blood, a biting chill that usually signaled the presence of something ancient and hungry. Frieren sat by a dying campfire, her eyes fixed on a tattered map, while Fern stood in the long shadows cast by the ruins they had claimed for the night. The silence between them was heavy, broken only by the occasional crackle of wood.
"Mistress Frieren," Fern began, her voice steady despite the rapid, frantic pounding of her heart against her ribs. "The demon terrorizing this province is not a simple predator. My investigations confirmed a much more disturbing reality. He doesn't just kill for sustenance; he obsesses. He has a fixation—a fetish—for you. He has been enslaving human girls, styling their hair to match yours, and forcing them into a life of servitude in his sanctum. But he doesn't just want a copy. He wants the Legend."
Frieren looked up, her green eyes reflecting the fading embers. "It's a troublesome trap, Fern. A mana-dampening field like the one surrounding his lair makes a direct magical assault suicide. We should wait for him to emerge for his next hunt."
"We don't have time. Another girl was taken tonight, and the villagers say his 'consecration' rituals usually end in the victim's death once his obsession fades," Fern countered, stepping fully into the light. "I have studied his patterns. He lets his guard down only during the act of intimacy. He enters a trance of pure, hedonistic focus where his mana suppression falters. This is the only way, Mistress. I look enough like you that in the dim, incense-heavy light of his lair, he won't know the difference. I will go in. I will endure him, and when he is at his most vulnerable—at the very moment of his release—I will execute him with a point-blank Zoltraak."
Frieren’s eyes narrowed. "Fern, do you truly understand the gravity of this? He is a monster of the old era."
"I am a mage," Fern said, her eyes burning with resolve. "My body is a tool for the peace of this land. Please... let me protect the people."
The demon’s sanctum smelled of old parchment, sulfur, and a heavy, cloying musk. Fern, her hair styled with painstaking precision to mimic her mentor’s, was not shackled; the demon preferred his "Frieren" to be a willing participant in his fantasy. He was a towering figure of darkness, but as he approached her, his movements were surprisingly slow, almost reverent.
"Frieren..." the demon whispered, his clawed hand gently stroking her hair. "Finally, the Silver Witch of the South is mine to mold."
He dropped to his knees before her, his touch almost tender as he pressed against her lips. Fern closed her eyes and opened her mouth, accepting him. She gagged slightly as the sheer, demonic size of him filled her, but the demon was patient, moving with a rhythmic, gentle suction that forced her to accommodate his staggering girth.
When he was satisfied, he lifted her onto a stone altar. He moved with a steady, agonizingly slow pressure as he entered her anal passage first. The stretch was immense, a monstrous fullness that made her vision swim, but as he began to move, his pace was hypnotic. He then shifted, guiding his length into her pussy while maintaining a physical connection to her rear with his hands. Soon, he was using both her anal and vaginal paths continuously, a deep, rhythmic movement that filled her entire core with a dark, pulsating heat.
The sensation began to change. Against her will, Fern felt her body betraying her mission. The slow, rhythmic friction and the demon's unnatural warmth were too much for her mortal nerves to ignore. She reached her first climax, a silent, shaking peak. The demon hammered into her, but it wasn't a brutal assault—it was a deep, soul-shaking connection. Fern reached a second, even more violent climax as he continued his steady, gentle pace, her body arching off the stone in a spasm of pure pleasure.
Finally, the demon’s breathing hitched. His movements became frantic as he reached the peak of his obsession. He let out a guttural moan, his body tensing. At that exact microsecond, the mana-dampening field flickered.
Fern didn't hesitate. Her eyes snapped open, glowing with a cold, murderous light. Her hand pointed directly at his throat.
"Zoltraak," she whispered.
A beam of pure killing magic erupted, vaporizing his head and chest. The weight on her back vanished. Fern lay on the altar for a long time before cleaning herself and walking out to where Frieren was waiting.
Frieren wrapped her cloak around Fern’s shoulders, noting the flush on her apprentice’s cheeks. Fern looked down, her voice a soft, honest whisper. "Mistress... that devil was very experienced. He... he made me cum two times."
Frieren was silent for a moment, then she simply pulled Fern closer. "Let's find a bathhouse, Fern. You've done enough."'

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AI art '∩｡• ᵕ •｡∩ ♡' with user description 'More of this style. Maybe should try different models but frieren just works so well :D'

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eroking

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Quanxi x Denji

lukeeees1

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herlin

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Hi guys 😁 If you like my content please follow me 😁 I'm... creative 😅 Kinks, weird positions and a lot of bondage 😶‍🌫️

Asui in bondage gear - upscaled 4x

AI art 'Asui Tsuyu afterbath - preview' with user description 'Hi guys :)

This is another preview of a bigger post coming in the next days, i was thinking of waiting and releasing everything together but i like this one A LOT so i could not wait hehe
I have to say that the more i use RIN the more i love it, also the feet are much more detailed and i kinda like these lines

As always let me know if you enjoy my content with a like and a comment <3'

Asui Tsuyu afterbath - preview

AI art 'Video test nr.1' with user description 'Hi guys :)

I'm trying to create some videos but i have to say that is much more difficult than creating images, it's sooo expensive ahah and you get a lot of fails,
Anyway i kinda like this one so i will leave it here :)'

Video test nr.1

AI art 'Nagatoro Dominatrix - preview' with user description 'Hi guys :D

a bigger post regarding Nagatoro is coming lately but i currently have some technical problems hehe so for now i leave you this preview :)

As always let me know if you enjoy what you see with a like and a comment <3'

Nagatoro Dominatrix - preview

zuzul

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I particularly like aesthetic and "cute" creations more than hardcore ones. I found a lot of inspiration from the community creations.

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Yakuza style tattoos

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Snowing

kokoroto

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AI art 'Chun Li Mix' with user description 'A mix of some of the things I have to post, and this is just the Chun Li stuff... but I don't like the new algorithm; when they change it, I'll go back to posting full works.'

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Kaguya Hime.

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valtek

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