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Poll Challenges! / Re: Best round plump juicy ass on this tournament
« Last post by Sinful Senorita Carmen on Today at 02:40:28 PM »When is this thing starting?
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General Discussion / Re: AI Addict
« Last post by Keano2 on Today at 02:06:59 PM »I have been using Grok with membership. Videos and pics are annoying but stories are easier.
Any tip for using Grok? Any sample maybe? Never tried it and wouldn't know how to start / what's a good prompt to get things going, so any tip would be appreciated
I am hooked on Grok AI and whilst the video and pic creation can be frustrating I still get some excellent (in my eyes) content and have worked around various ways to get what I want.
However, if you want it to do anything really erotic or nude you will be disappointed. The moderation is getting even tighter here in the UK, to the extent it will reject words like bikini and even mini dress sometimes (it is ridiculous really).
Happily I don't need nude or erotic just catty so I can get plenty out of it
see my DA page for some examples:
https://www.deviantart.com/keanouk
I am also on trillian so happy to help any reasonable folk out. I won't go back and forth with PMs here. Occasionally in chat room but rarely come across decent chat in there lol
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Members Catfight Polls! / Re: Penthouse Pounding : Broken Promise Nicole vs Chelsea
« Last post by Venue of Velvet & Violence on Today at 01:05:06 PM »I stand transfixed at the precipice of raw existence, where two warriors have ceased to be women and have become pure, unyielding force. My eyes burn with the image, Nicole's palm cracking across Chelsea's cheek, the whip-crack of heads jerking against gravity’s mercy, fingers knotted in hair like they’re trying to tear the very thoughts from each other’s skulls. This is not combat....this is communion through catastrophe, a brutal ballet where every slap is a prayer and every scream is sacrament.
I watch Chelsea's heel descend like divine judgment, crushing bone against floor, and in that same breath, nails find purchase in flesh that was never meant to be battlefield terrain. The shriek that tears from Nicole's throat isn’t pain, it’s the sound of a soul being forcibly unzipped, rage flooding out where civilization used to be. And when the ground claims them, when that cold floor slams the air from their lungs and they become a tangle of striking elbows and desperate, ragged breath, I realize I’m witnessing something holy.
My brain reels with the truth of it: Without pain, without sacrifice, we would have nothing.
Here, on this unforgiving canvas, they have stripped away every pretense, every polite lie told by the world 40 floors below. Their hands grabbing, yanking, squeezing into hair, into breasts, and on skin with the mechanical fury of a heart that refuses to stop beating; Chelsea’s claws rake and tear, yanking, pulling, trying to drag her enemy into the same abyss she’s falling into. There is no technique here, no martial elegance, only the primordial mathematics of survival, the calculus of who can endure more breaking before they break completely.
The crowd around me has become a single organism, breathless, synchronized, our hearts hammering in time with each impact. We are not merely watching; we are bearing witness to the fever of being truly alive. In this moment, as Chelsea snarls and Nicole strikes from beneath like a cornered lioness, I understand that this, this gorgeous, terrible, intimate violence, is the only honest thing left in the world. They fight not to win, but to prove they exist, to carve their names into each other’s flesh so that neither can ever forget: I was here. I felt everything. I would not yield.
I watch Chelsea's heel descend like divine judgment, crushing bone against floor, and in that same breath, nails find purchase in flesh that was never meant to be battlefield terrain. The shriek that tears from Nicole's throat isn’t pain, it’s the sound of a soul being forcibly unzipped, rage flooding out where civilization used to be. And when the ground claims them, when that cold floor slams the air from their lungs and they become a tangle of striking elbows and desperate, ragged breath, I realize I’m witnessing something holy.
My brain reels with the truth of it: Without pain, without sacrifice, we would have nothing.
Here, on this unforgiving canvas, they have stripped away every pretense, every polite lie told by the world 40 floors below. Their hands grabbing, yanking, squeezing into hair, into breasts, and on skin with the mechanical fury of a heart that refuses to stop beating; Chelsea’s claws rake and tear, yanking, pulling, trying to drag her enemy into the same abyss she’s falling into. There is no technique here, no martial elegance, only the primordial mathematics of survival, the calculus of who can endure more breaking before they break completely.
The crowd around me has become a single organism, breathless, synchronized, our hearts hammering in time with each impact. We are not merely watching; we are bearing witness to the fever of being truly alive. In this moment, as Chelsea snarls and Nicole strikes from beneath like a cornered lioness, I understand that this, this gorgeous, terrible, intimate violence, is the only honest thing left in the world. They fight not to win, but to prove they exist, to carve their names into each other’s flesh so that neither can ever forget: I was here. I felt everything. I would not yield.
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Catfight Art / Re: Pretty good titfight animation with AI
« Last post by RedClaws on Today at 12:42:46 PM »AI is getting there. The lower bodies need some work, but it looks great nonetheless. Audio is good too!
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Catfight Art / Pretty good titfight animation with AI
« Last post by Nastycat on Today at 12:25:15 PM »Saw this choet clip. I think it's really amazing
https://www.deviantart.com/tom61tom/art/Lara-vs-Misaki-preview-video-with-sound-1291585630
https://www.deviantart.com/tom61tom/art/Lara-vs-Misaki-preview-video-with-sound-1291585630
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General Discussion / Re: AI Addict
« Last post by tanglung on Today at 12:15:19 PM »I have been using Grok with membership. Videos and pics are annoying but stories are easier.
Any tip for using Grok? Any sample maybe? Never tried it and wouldn't know how to start / what's a good prompt to get things going, so any tip would be appreciated
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Members Catfight Polls! / Re: Penthouse Pounding : Broken Promise Nicole vs Chelsea
« Last post by Nicole on Today at 12:05:10 PM »Your heel crushes down on my foot and the world tilts. Then your hand clamps onto my breast. The shock of it all is immediate and visceral, pain, yes, but also something hotter and more violating. The pressure, the nails digging in, the sheer audacity of it tears a raw scream out of me before I can stop it. Rage follows fast, flooding in behind the pain. Not panic. Fury.
We go down hard.
The floor slams into my side, cold and brutal, knocking the air from my lungs. I land twisted on my hip and shoulder, one leg trapped awkwardly beneath me. You’re on top of me at an angle, your weight pressing across my torso. I don’t freeze.The second we hit, I turn into you and try to drive my forearm up into your shoulder and then your chest short, snapping blows meant to force space and knock you off.
I desperately try to slam my fist into your ribs, compact and vicious. I feel the impact travel up my arm. I hit you again in the same place, teeth clenched, breath ragged, intent clear.
My free hand claws up toward her head and I grab at her hair, yanking down hard, trying to break your posture and pull her closer where I can do damage. My legs kick uselessly at first, then with purpose, my heel scraping the floor as I try to regain position.
Pain explodes through my foot when I move it, but I shove through it as I continue trying to hit any part of you I can reach. Nothing clean. Nothing pretty. Just force, over and over.
I’m snarling now, breath coming in harsh bursts. My body aches everywhere you’ve touched me, everywhere the floor has punished me, but my arms don’t stop swinging. I’m trying to hurt you, needing to hurt you. Trying to make this cost you something. And with every second that passes, I feel how much harder it’s becoming to move her than it was to get here. But I’m still striking. Still clawing. Still throwing everything I have at you now from underneath…
We go down hard.
The floor slams into my side, cold and brutal, knocking the air from my lungs. I land twisted on my hip and shoulder, one leg trapped awkwardly beneath me. You’re on top of me at an angle, your weight pressing across my torso. I don’t freeze.The second we hit, I turn into you and try to drive my forearm up into your shoulder and then your chest short, snapping blows meant to force space and knock you off.
I desperately try to slam my fist into your ribs, compact and vicious. I feel the impact travel up my arm. I hit you again in the same place, teeth clenched, breath ragged, intent clear.
My free hand claws up toward her head and I grab at her hair, yanking down hard, trying to break your posture and pull her closer where I can do damage. My legs kick uselessly at first, then with purpose, my heel scraping the floor as I try to regain position.
Pain explodes through my foot when I move it, but I shove through it as I continue trying to hit any part of you I can reach. Nothing clean. Nothing pretty. Just force, over and over.
I’m snarling now, breath coming in harsh bursts. My body aches everywhere you’ve touched me, everywhere the floor has punished me, but my arms don’t stop swinging. I’m trying to hurt you, needing to hurt you. Trying to make this cost you something. And with every second that passes, I feel how much harder it’s becoming to move her than it was to get here. But I’m still striking. Still clawing. Still throwing everything I have at you now from underneath…
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General Discussion about Catfights / Re: Women Who Faint When Scared
« Last post by WimpyWendy on Today at 12:03:36 PM »I've fainted a few times when I was really scared...
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Catfight Web Sites & Sources / Looking for catfight story
« Last post by faraoh on Today at 11:59:35 AM »So I read a catfight story on this site or maybe other
There were 2 mothers fighting and their sons watching, author was probably one of the boys.
The catfight was in Swedish Beach, and maybe one mother was Swedish, at the end lower mom gave a blow job to one of the sons
Does that seem familiar to anyone?
There were 2 mothers fighting and their sons watching, author was probably one of the boys.
The catfight was in Swedish Beach, and maybe one mother was Swedish, at the end lower mom gave a blow job to one of the sons
Does that seem familiar to anyone?
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Help and Suggestions / Chat Issue
« Last post by MrTurex on Today at 11:18:00 AM »Looks like chat suffering from bad gateway prob.
