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Queen Vespera’s Reign Over the Ice

I am Vespera. Your Queen. The one the snow itself kneels for.

I step out from the black pines and the storm forgets how to fall. This black latex is painted on, so tight my heavy tits spill over the vicious cutout like they’re begging to be mauled, nipples drilling through the rubber hard enough to make you leak on the spot. Every breath lifts them higher, the deep valley between them slick with melted snow and my own heat, rivers running straight down into the belt that bites my waist like a promise you’ll never break.

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Ashley’s Winter Boredom

The snow kept falling outside Ashley’s picture window, thick flakes piling up like a white blanket over the world, the glass framing her entire living room for any eyes that might wander past in the storm. Inside, the space stayed simple: plush rug underfoot, couch pushed back, fireplace roaring with steady crackles and pops, flames throwing orange light everywhere. Twenty-year-old Ashley, long blue hair cascading to her shoulders, stood right in front of that massive window, boredom clawing at her all afternoon. No plans, no company, just the wind howling outside and the chill seeping in. She needed heat, the kind that built slow and made her squirm, the kind she could feel gripping every inch.

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By ai-ltx, ago

[Christmas Special] A Naughty Reindeer’s Break

Before we begin, let me say this: I spent 8 hours with four different AI models to get the story to generate here. I wanted it *perfect.* Now that we’re here, I hope you appreciate it.

Jade never told anyone about December. That’s when she transformed, when the antlers appeared and the red latex became her armor. Today, she’s out in the snow, taking a rare break from sleigh duty, letting every bounce, sway, and arch remind you what a reindeer can do when no one’s watching… careful not to let Santa see.

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Lauren in the Dank Basement

The basement bedroom was a shadowed vault, its air thick with the musk of old stone and wax. A queen bed with black iron rails and satin sheets stood as the sole altar in the dim space, flanked by two sconces that spilled amber light in stuttering pulses. Lauren, her red hair a cascade of fire, owned the room, her body encased in black latex that screamed with every move, a glossy second skin that demanded worship.

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Kyla’s Castle Tease

Oh, you think you’re slick, staring at me like that under this scorching mid-afternoon sun? Here I am, Princess Kyla, strutting my stuff in front of this old-ass castle, its stone walls baking while the grass tickles my bare feet like a dirty little secret. That stream nearby gurgles like it’s jealous of the show I’m putting on. My red hair’s a wild blaze, spilling down my back, but this latex gown? Fuck, it’s a goddamn masterpiece, glossy and skin-tight, hugging every inch like it’s painted on from some twisted medieval fantasy. The bodice crushes my massive tits, forcing them up so they’re practically spilling over, and the skirt blooms out from my tiny waist, all shiny and squeaky as hell. The latex catches the sunlight, gleaming like a walking wet dream, gripping my curves so tight your cock’s hard before you can blink.

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Visit with Nurse Jade

Nurse Jade struts into the living room, her voice a low, taunting purr that cuts through the air. “Come here, it’s time for your visit with Nurse Jade.” Her red rubber nurse outfit clings like a second skin, the glossy latex catching the warm glow of a floor lamp, hugging her curves tight. Her full tits strain against the fabric, their shape sharp with every breath. Her crimson lips twist into a wicked smirk, green eyes glinting as she owns the room.

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By ai-ltx, ago

McKenna’s Sacrifice Rewarded

This is a continuation of the story at AI Tied: McKenna’s Self Sacrifice

In the golden embrace of a mid-September Kansas wheat field, McKayla moved like a vision under the crisp, sun-drenched sky. Her electric blue hair danced in the cool breeze, a vibrant contrast to the amber stalks swaying around her. The black latex corset clung to her torso, its high-gloss surface polished to a mirror-like sheen, catching the sunlight with every twist and bend, sculpting her hourglass figure into a living work of art. Sleek latex stockings hugged her legs, their glossy finish rippling as she stepped through the field, each stride accentuating the curve of her thighs. Her arms, sheathed in long latex gloves, shimmered with a liquid gleam, the material creaking softly as she flexed her fingers, reaching for the sickle at her side. The harvest spirit’s blessing lingered in the air—a faint whisper in the wind, a subtle pulse in the latex’s sheen—urging her to celebrate the land’s bounty.

McKayla’s heart thrummed with euphoria, the ritual’s success igniting a fire within her. She wasn’t just harvesting wheat; she was claiming the field, her body a canvas of fetishistic allure. The corset gripped her waist like a possessive lover, its tight embrace restricting each breath just enough to sharpen her senses. Every inhale pressed her ribs against the smooth, warm latex, slick with a faint sheen of sweat from her exertions. The stockings clung to her skin, their glossy surface amplifying the brush of wheat against her legs, a tantalizing contrast of soft and unyielding. The gloves, snug and polished, made every touch electric—her fingers trailing along a stalk felt like a caress, the latex squeaking faintly as she gripped the sickle.

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Julie’s Late Summer Forest Walk

September’s crisp air kissed Julie’s skin, the forest whispering secrets as she wandered its shaded paths barefoot. Her athletic frame moved with a feline grace, each step accentuating the sleek catsuit that hugged her curves like a lover’s caress. The glossy fabric clung to her toned legs and slender waist, shimmering with every sway of her hips, a second skin that amplified her every motion.

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Isabella’s Tease

You see me, Isabella, standing before you, a fucking vision of sexual temptation, a wet dream brought to life, a fantasy made real. My body is a fucking masterpiece, designed to drive you wild, to make your cock throb with a primal, aching need. How’s your cock doing? I start Read more

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