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cheetara and wilykit (thundercats) directed by gridanon
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Thundercats HHHHHOOOOEEEEESSSSS!

Thanks again to Sparkz for the advice using NovelAI. Still trying to experiment with how to get the best text generation from it.

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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.

AI Story - Orgasmic Purr-suit

In the shadowed depths of Third Earth's ancient ruins, where the remnants of Thundera's glory whispered through crumbling stone walls overgrown with luminescent vines, Cheetara and Wilykit found themselves alone. Years had passed since the cataclysm that shattered their world, and time had sculpted them into powerful, sensual adults. Cheetara, now in her prime at 35, her lithe, cheetah-spotted body a masterpiece of agility and grace, moved with the effortless speed that had always defined her. Her golden fur gleamed under the faint glow of bioluminescent fungi, her ample breasts rising and falling with each breath, nipples hardening in the cool, damp air that carried the earthy scent of moss and forgotten stone. Her long, blonde mane cascaded down her back like a waterfall of silk, and her emerald eyes burned with a hunger that her sixth sense had foreseen in fevered visions—visions of ecstasy that left her aching and wet long before this moment arrived.

Wilykit, no longer the mischievous kitten but a voluptuous 28-year-old woman, had grown into her own fierce beauty. Her red hair, wild and untamed, framed a face with sharp, feline features, her body curvaceous yet toned from years of survival and adventure. Her fur, a soft tawny shade with subtle stripes, shimmered as she shifted, her full hips swaying hypnotically, her ass round and firm, begging for touch. The air between them crackled with unspoken desire, the ruins echoing with the distant drip of water from stalactites, mingling with their heavy breathing. The scent of their arousal hung thick, musky and sweet, like ripe fruit bursting under the sun.

"Oh, Cheetara," Wilykit purred, her voice a sultry whisper that echoed off the walls, sending shivers down Cheetara's spine. She stepped closer, her claws lightly grazing Cheetara's arm, the touch electric, igniting sparks that danced along their fur. "I've dreamed of this for so long. Ever since we escaped Thundera, I've watched you—your speed, your strength. I want to feel you... inside me, with me."
Cheetara's breath hitched, her sixth sense flooding her with flashes of what was to come: waves of pleasure crashing like thunder, bodies entwined in raw, primal bliss. She pulled Wilykit into a fierce kiss, their lips meeting in a explosion of heat. Tongues danced, tasting the salt of sweat and the sweetness of desire, Cheetara's hands roaming over Wilykit's curves, squeezing her breasts until Wilykit moaned into her mouth. The sound was intoxicating, a low, throaty growl that vibrated through Cheetara's core, making her pussy throb with need. She could feel the wetness between her thighs, slick and hot, dripping down her legs as their bodies pressed together, fur against fur, the friction deliciously torturous.

Breaking the kiss, Cheetara's eyes locked onto Wilykit's, her voice husky with lust. "You've grown so much, little kit. No longer a child—now a woman who drives me wild. I want to share everything with you. Let's make this night unforgettable." From a hidden alcove in the ruins, Cheetara retrieved their secret toy—a giant double dildo, crafted from some ancient, flexible alloy infused with Third Earth's mystical energies. It was enormous, at least two feet long and as thick as a forearm, ribbed along its length with bulging veins that promised unrelenting stimulation. The surface gleamed with a faint, otherworldly glow, smooth yet textured, designed to stretch and fill in ways that would push them to the brink.

Wilykit's eyes widened, her pupils dilating with excitement and a hint of trepidation, but mostly raw hunger. "By the Thundercats' code, that's huge," she gasped, her hand reaching out to stroke it, feeling its weight, the way it flexed slightly under her touch. The scent of lubricant— a natural, herbal oil they had prepared from glowing berries—filled the air, earthy and arousing, making her ass clench in anticipation. "I want it in me, Cheetara. I want us connected, feeling every inch together."

They positioned themselves on a bed of soft moss, the ground cool and yielding beneath them, the faint hum of distant wildlife adding to the symphony of their impending ecstasy. Cheetara knelt first, her ass high in the air, tail swishing seductively as she spread her cheeks, exposing her tight, pink pucker. It winked invitingly, already slick from her arousal trickling back. Wilykit applied the oil generously, her fingers circling Cheetara's hole, teasing the rim before pushing one digit inside. Cheetara arched, a moan escaping her lips—deep and guttural, echoing through the ruins like a thunderclap. "Yes, kit... stretch me. Make me ready for it."

The sensation was exquisite: Wilykit's finger sliding in, the warmth of her touch contrasting the cool air, the pressure building as she added a second, scissoring them to open Cheetara up. Cheetara's body trembled, her sixth sense amplifying every nerve, turning the stretch into waves of pleasure that radiated from her ass to her clit, which throbbed untouched. She could smell Wilykit's excitement, the tangy musk growing stronger as Wilykit's own juices flowed. "Your ass is so tight, Cheetara," Wilykit whispered, her breath hot against Cheetara's skin. "But it's going to take this monster. I can feel you clenching around my fingers—greedy for more."

Satisfied, Wilykit positioned the dildo, one end pressing against Cheetara's entrance. With a slow, deliberate push, she eased it in, inch by inch. Cheetara gasped, her claws digging into the moss, the initial burn giving way to a fullness that made her vision blur. "Oh gods... it's so big," she groaned, her voice breaking as the ribs dragged along her inner walls, stimulating every sensitive spot. The stretch was intense, bordering on pain but flooding her with pleasure, her body adapting, muscles rippling around the intrusion. She felt every vein, every ridge, as it burrowed deeper, filling her completely, the pressure against her prostate-like spot sending jolts of ecstasy through her.

Now it was Wilykit's turn. She backed up, aligning her own ass with the other end, her hole quivering in anticipation. Cheetara glanced back, her eyes glazed with lust. "Take it, Wilykit. Let it connect us." Wilykit pushed back, the dildo sliding into her with a wet, audible squelch, the oil easing the way but not diminishing the overwhelming girth. She cried out, a sharp, pleasured yelp that turned into a long moan as it stretched her wide, her ass burning deliciously, the fullness making her feel utterly claimed. "Fuck... it's splitting me open," she whimpered, her body shaking, sweat beading on her fur, the scent of their combined arousal intoxicating.

Connected now, ass to ass, the giant dildo buried deep in both, they began to move. Slowly at first, rocking back and forth, the toy shuttling between them with each thrust. The sensation was mind-blowing: every push from Cheetara drove it deeper into Wilykit, and vice versa, their cheeks slapping together with wet smacks that echoed in the ruins. The air filled with the sounds of their pleasure—moans, gasps, the slick slide of the dildo, the rustle of moss beneath them. Cheetara's super speed kicked in involuntarily in short bursts, her hips blurring as she slammed back, making Wilykit scream in delight. "Yes! Faster, Cheetara! I can feel it hitting so deep... oh fuck, it's rubbing my spot!"

Wilykit's hands gripped Cheetara's thighs for leverage, her claws pricking just enough to add a sharp edge to the pleasure. The extreme fullness made her feel alive, every nerve on fire, her pussy dripping copiously, the juices splashing with each impact. The taste of sweat on her lips, the feel of Cheetara's fur against her own, the sight of their bodies joined in this forbidden dance—it was overwhelming. "You're so strong... your ass is clenching around it, pulling me in," Wilykit panted, her voice ragged. "I love how it feels— like we're one, sharing this massive cock."

As they built rhythm, the intensity escalated. Cheetara's sixth sense heightened everything: she felt Wilykit's pleasure as her own, waves of ecstasy crashing through her mind. Her body tensed, the pressure building in her core, her clit aching as indirect stimulation from the anal pounding sent her spiraling. "Wilykit... I'm close. It's too much... the stretch, the fullness... it's going to make me explode!" She reached back, fingers finding Wilykit's clit, rubbing furiously, the slickness making it glide effortlessly.

Wilykit bucked wildly, her moans turning to screams. "Me too! Rub me harder—yes, like that! I can feel it building... oh gods, it's huge inside me, stretching me to my limits!" Their movements became frantic, asses slamming together, the dildo pistoning relentlessly, ribs dragging over sensitive walls, creating friction that bordered on ecstasy overload. The ruins seemed to pulse with their energy, the air thick with the scent of sex—musky, primal, intoxicating.

Suddenly, Cheetara shattered first. Her body convulsed, a mind-blowing orgasm ripping through her. "I'm cumming! Fuck, yes!" she roared, her ass clenching rhythmically around the dildo, pulling Wilykit deeper. Squirting erupted from her pussy, hot jets spraying across the moss, soaking everything in sight. The release was extreme, waves of pleasure so intense she saw stars, her sixth sense amplifying it into a psychedelic storm. Liquid gushed in powerful spurts, the sound wet and obscene, her body shaking uncontrollably, every muscle taut then releasing in blissful surrender.

Triggered by Cheetara's climax, Wilykit followed, her own orgasm exploding like a supernova. "Cheetara! It's happening—I'm squirting too! Oh fuck, it's so much!" Her pussy clenched, unleashing a torrent of clear fluid that arced through the air, mixing with Cheetara's, the combined scent heady and erotic. The pleasure was unbearable, her ass milking the dildo as waves crashed over her, each squirt accompanied by a guttural cry, her body arching, toes curling in the moss. It felt like her soul was being wrung out in ecstasy, the fullness amplifying every sensation, leaving her trembling and spent.

They collapsed together, still connected, panting heavily, bodies slick with sweat and squirt. The aftershocks rippled through them, small moans escaping as the dildo shifted slightly. "That was...incredible," Cheetara whispered, turning to kiss Wilykit softly, tasting the salt of their exertion. "We have to do this again."

Wilykit grinned, her eyes sparkling. "Every night!"

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