I used NovelAI's unlimited gen membership for $25 a month. Note that "unlimited" is kind of a lie, it's only unlimited if you're under a certain resolution and only if you're not using any of the advanced features. Upscaling and other features cost the on-site currency, which the membership gets you 10000 a month. That should be more than enough for a month, but you can burn through it quickly since NAI gens so quickly.

The dim glow of the city lights filtered through the floor-to-ceiling windows of Porsha Crystal's lavish penthouse apartment in Redshore City, casting long, seductive shadows across the plush velvet couch where the two women lounged. The air was thick with the scent of expensive perfume—Porsha's sweet, fruity vanilla mingling with Suki's more refined, musky jasmine—creating an intoxicating haze that made every breath feel heavier, more charged with anticipation. The room hummed softly with the distant thrum of traffic below, but inside, the only sounds were their ragged breaths and the subtle, wet squelches that echoed with each deliberate movement.

Suki Lane, the elegant Saluki dog with her sleek brown fur and poised demeanor, sat with her long legs spread wide, her professional skirt hiked up around her slender waist, revealing the smooth, toned expanse of her thighs. Her brown hair cascaded over her shoulders, slightly disheveled now from the heat building within her. In her hand, she gripped a massive horse dildo—jet black, veined, and obscenely thick, easily over a foot long and as wide as her wrist. The toy's flared head glistened with lube, and she had already worked it deep into her tight, dripping vagina, the stretch sending jolts of pleasure-pain through her core. She could feel every ridge, every simulated vein pressing against her inner walls, filling her so completely that her belly bulged slightly with each thrust. The sensation was overwhelming, a burning fullness that made her toes curl against the soft carpet, her claws digging in for purchase.

Beside her, Porsha Crystal, the spoiled wolf heiress with her bluish-grey fur shimmering under the low light and her yellow eyes half-lidded in ecstasy, mirrored Suki's position. Her dark blue jacket was tossed aside, her perky breasts heaving beneath a thin tank top that clung to her sweat-dampened fur. Porsha's huge horse dildo was a vibrant pink, even larger than Suki's if possible, molded with exaggerated details that mimicked a stallion's anatomy—thick, ridged, and ending in a flat, wide base that she gripped with trembling fingers. She had slammed it into her eager, slick vagina without hesitation, the initial insertion drawing a sharp gasp from her lips as it stretched her young, tight folds to their limit. The toy's girth made her feel utterly stuffed, her inner muscles clenching around it greedily, sending waves of heat radiating through her abdomen. The scent of her arousal was pungent, a musky tang that mixed with the artificial strawberry flavor of the lube she'd slathered on, making the air even thicker.

"Oh, Suki," Porsha purred, her voice a breathy whine that cut through the room like silk over steel, her yellow eyes locking onto the Saluki's with a mix of mischief and raw hunger. She rocked her hips slowly at first, the dildo sliding in and out with a lewd, sucking sound that made Suki's ears twitch. "This thing is fucking huge... feels like it's splitting me open. But in the best way, you know? Like, I can feel it all the way up here." She pressed a paw against her lower belly, where the outline of the toy was faintly visible beneath her fur, her claws tracing the bulge as she pushed it deeper.

Suki bit her lip, her own movements syncing unconsciously with Porsha's, the couch creaking under their combined weight. The velvet fabric was already damp beneath them, soaked with their juices that trickled down the toys' lengths. She could taste the salt of her own sweat on her tongue, her mouth dry from panting, and the metallic tang of arousal lingered in the back of her throat. "Mmm, yeah... it's intense," Suki murmured, her usually composed voice cracking into a husky moan. She twisted the dildo slightly inside herself, the ridges grinding against her G-spot, sending sparks of electricity up her spine. Her free hand reached out, fingers intertwining with Porsha's, their palms slick and warm as they held on tight. The contact was electric, grounding them in the shared depravity, their pulses racing in unison.

Porsha squeezed Suki's hand harder, her hips bucking faster now, the dildo plunging in and out with forceful, wet slaps that echoed off the walls. The room smelled like sex—raw, animalistic, with the sharp bite of their mingled scents overpowering everything else. She could hear the faint squish of her own pussy lips parting around the toy's massive girth, the lube foaming slightly with each thrust, creating a frothy mess that dripped onto the couch. Her tail thumped against the cushions rhythmically, her fur standing on end from the building tension. "Fuck, Suki, look at us... two hot bitches just wrecking ourselves on these monster cocks. Yours is so deep—I bet it's hitting places you've never felt before." She leaned closer, her breath hot against Suki's ear, the warmth of her body radiating like a furnace.

Suki's elegant features twisted in pleasure, her brown eyes fluttering as she matched Porsha's pace, ramming the dildo harder into her aching vagina. The stretch was borderline painful, but it only heightened the ecstasy, her walls fluttering around the intrusive length. She could feel the heat building in her core, a coiling pressure that made her thighs quiver uncontrollably. The taste of Porsha's scent was on her tongue now, inhaled deeply with each gasp, and the sound of their combined moans filled the space like a symphony of lust. "God, Porsha... you're such a little slut for this. Taking that huge thing like it's nothing. I can smell how wet you are—it's driving me crazy." She squeezed Porsha's hand back, their fingers laced so tightly that their knuckles whitened, a lifeline as they teetered on the edge.

Porsha laughed breathlessly, the sound turning into a guttural groan as she angled the dildo to hit her deepest spots, the flared head battering against her cervix with each brutal thrust. Her free hand roamed up to pinch her own nipple through her tank top, twisting it hard enough to make her yelp, the pain mixing with pleasure in a dizzying rush. Sweat beaded on her fur, trickling down her neck and between her breasts, the cool air of the room raising goosebumps on her skin. "Oh yeah? Well, you're the one moaning like a whore, Suki. Bet you've been fantasizing about this—getting stuffed full while I watch. Faster, baby... let's make these pussies scream." She ground down harder, the base of the dildo pressing against her swollen clit, sending shockwaves through her body. The friction was exquisite, her clit throbbing with each grind, the scent of her slick arousal now overpowering, thick and heady.

Their movements grew frantic, the couch rocking with the force of their self-fucking, the wet, obscene sounds amplifying—slurp, slap, squelch—mingling with their heavy pants and whimpers. Suki's vision blurred at the edges, the pressure in her core winding tighter, her vagina clenching spasmodically around the horse dildo's veined shaft. She could feel every inch, every bump, as if it were alive inside her, pulsing with her heartbeat. "I'm close... so fucking close," she gasped, her voice raw and desperate, her hand gripping Porsha's like a vice. The taste of blood bloomed on her tongue from biting her lip too hard, but she didn't care—the build-up was too intense, too all-consuming.

Porsha's yellow eyes rolled back slightly, her body arching as she slammed the dildo in one final, savage thrust, her hips grinding in circles to maximize the stimulation. Her fur was matted with sweat, her breaths coming in short, animalistic bursts, the room spinning with the overload of sensations. "Me too... oh fuck, Suki, hold on... I'm gonna cum so hard!" And then, as the orgasm crashed over her like a tidal wave, her vagina contracting violently around the massive toy, squirting a hot gush of fluid that soaked the couch and her thighs, she cried out, "Almost as good as Daddy!" The words tumbled out in a ecstasy-fueled haze, her body shuddering, waves of pleasure ripping through her from head to toe.

Suki followed seconds later, the sound of Porsha's climax and the taboo words pushing her over the edge. Her orgasm exploded through her, her walls milking the dildo in rhythmic pulses, a flood of her own juices spilling out in messy spurts. She screamed, her elegant composure shattered, her body convulsing as stars burst behind her eyelids. The scent of their combined releases filled the air, musky and potent, the taste of salt and sex lingering on her lips. They held hands through it all, fingers intertwined in a sweaty, trembling grip, riding out the intense aftershocks together, their bodies slick and spent on the ruined couch.

As the waves subsided, leaving them panting and boneless, Porsha turned her head with a wicked grin, her yellow eyes sparkling. "Holy shit, Suki... that was extreme. We gotta do this again—maybe with even bigger toys next time." Suki, still catching her breath, could only nod, a satisfied smirk playing on her lips as the room settled into a hazy, post-orgasmic glow.