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This was made using a local install of Reforge for Stable Diffusion using 3WolfMond-LastSDG: https://huggingface.co/Xeno443 . I'd recommend any or all of the 'Mond models, they're all some of the best furry SDXL models.

For the upload Tail Tagger was used to assist in tagging: https://github.com/renfald/tail-tagger . Along with the JPT-3 for AI assisted tags: https://huggingface.co/RedRocket/JTP-3/tree/main/models?not-for-all-audiences=true

AI Story - 8 Glasses a Day

The sultry heat of the Everglade Lounge hung thick in the air, a humid haze of musk, sweat, and primal desire that clung to every scaled, furred, and feathered body packed into the underground club. Neon lights pulsed in greens and purples over the crowded dance floor, but tonight, all eyes were drawn to the central stage—a raised platform ringed by velvet ropes and surrounded by a sea of eager males from every corner of the anthropomorphic world. This was the infamous "Swamp Soak" night, where the boldest females volunteered to become living canvases for the ultimate release, and tonight's star was Riva, the notorious slutty crocodile vixen who'd built a legend on her insatiable hunger for cum.

Riva lounged provocatively in the center of the stage, her massive, powerful body on full display. At seven feet tall, she was a masterpiece of reptilian allure: glistening emerald scales that shimmered under the lights, covering her curvaceous form from her long, toothy snout down to the tip of her thick, swaying tail. Her breasts were heavy and full, nipples dark and erect like polished obsidian, heaving with each excited breath. Wide hips flared out into thunderous thighs, and between them, her slick, scaled pussy lips glistened with her own arousal, already dripping onto the stage floor. She wore nothing but a wicked grin, her yellow eyes with slitted pupils scanning the crowd hungrily, sharp teeth flashing as she licked her lips with a long, forked tongue.

"Ohhh, boys," Riva purred in a deep, throaty rumble that carried over the thumping bass, her voice like gravel wrapped in velvet. "I've been such a naughty girl all week, teasing and denying myself. My scales are aching for your hot loads. Come on, all you studs—wolves, lions, horses, bulls, foxes, dragons, birds, snakes... every species, every cock. I want you to drown me in it. Paint me white, flood my mouth, make me your cum-slut queen!"

The crowd erupted in roars, growls, and hoots. Dozens of males pressed forward, shedding clothes and inhibitions. The air filled with the pungent cocktail of arousal: musky wolf fur, earthy bull sweat, spicy dragon smoke, sharp avian preen oils, and the salty tang of leaking precum from every direction. Riva spread her legs wider, one clawed hand lazily circling her swollen clit, the wet schlick of her fingers echoing as she beckoned them closer.

First came a pack of wolves—gray-furred alphas with knotted cocks already throbbing and dripping. The leader, a burly gray wolf named Jax, stepped up first, his red rocket slick and veiny, knot swelling at the base. "Fuck, Riva, you're the sluttiest croc I've ever seen," he growled, pumping his shaft furiously inches from her snout. She opened her maw wide—wider than any mammal could—her jaws unhinging slightly to reveal rows of sharp teeth and a cavernous, pink throat glistening with saliva. Her tongue lolled out like a red carpet, forked tip flicking invitingly.

"Cum for me, puppy," she hissed teasingly. "Give Mama Croc your knotty load."

Jax howled as he erupted, thick ropes of wolf cum blasting across her snout, splattering her scales in hot, sticky strands that smelled of wild forests and raw meat. It dripped down her cheeks, over her eyes, into her open mouth where she gulped greedily, the salty, bitter taste exploding on her tongue like creamy wildfire. More wolves joined, surrounding her—five, ten—jerking their knotted dicks in unison. Cum flew in arcs: pearly white jets coating her breasts, pooling in the valleys between them, running in rivers down her belly to mix with her pussy juices. The wet slaps of flesh on flesh filled the air, mingled with their grunts and her moans. "Yes! More! Drown my tits, you filthy dogs!"

Next surged a pride of lions, their manes fluffy and golden, barbed cocks rigid and leaking. A massive black-maned lion named Kato roared as he aimed at her face. "Open wider, you scaly whore!" Riva obliged, tilting her head back, mouth agape like a bottomless pit. His cum shot out in powerful spurts—thicker, muskier than the wolves', with a tangy, feline edge that made her shiver. It flooded her mouth in gallons-worth feels, overflowing the sides, cascading down her chin in viscous waterfalls that soaked her neck scales. She swallowed convulsively, throat bulging with each gulp, the gurgling sounds obscene and wet. "Mmmph—tastes like king of the jungle," she gurgled around the deluge, cum bubbling from her lips.

The lions didn't stop there. Barbs raked their own shafts as they came, adding a rough texture to the loads that peppered her body. Hot spurts hit her tail, her thighs, even her tailhole as one aimed low, the warmth seeping into her scales like liquid fire. The scent was overpowering now—a zoo of cum layering over her natural reptilian musk, thick and heady, making her head spin with lust.

Then came the equines: massive stallions and zebras, their flared cocks like battering rams, veins pulsing. A chestnut horse named Thunder stepped forward, his medial ring swollen, balls churning visibly. "Gonna flood you, croc slut," he neighed, voice deep and whinnying. Riva reached out with clawed hands, stroking his massive length while opening her maw impossibly wide again. He came with a thunderous snort—gallons, truly, it seemed: endless, watery horse cum gushing in powerful streams, filling her mouth to bursting. She choked and sputtered delightfully, cum spraying from her nostrils as she tried to catch it all, the taste milder, almost sweet, with a hay-like undertone. It poured down her throat in waves, bloating her belly slightly, while excess hosed her face, matting her scales into glossy white masks.

Zebras joined, striped cocks adding black-and-white patterned loads that striped her body artistically. The sheer volume soaked the stage, puddles forming under her ass as she writhed, tail thrashing and splashing cum everywhere. "Fuck yes! Hose me down, you big-dicked beasts! I want to swim in it!"

Birds fluttered in next—hawks, eagles, and even a flamboyant peacock flock—their cocks thinner but spurting with precision. A red-tailed hawk named Skye dove low, cumming in rapid, bird-like bursts that tasted light and feathery, with a hint of sky-high freshness. They aimed for her open mouth, turning it into a cum-catching funnel, loads pattering like rain inside her throat. "Catch it, you greedy gator!" one squawked, and she did, tongue swirling to mix the flavors—salty wolf, tangy lion, sweet horse, now airy avian.

Reptiles slithered forward: snakes with dual hemipenes, other crocs with ridged dicks, even a komodo dragon with a forked tip. A massive python named Ssslyth coiled around her leg, his twin cocks erupting simultaneously, twin streams of cool, slick cum—thinner, almost oily—that coated her pussy lips and slid inside her as she fingered herself. The taste was earthy, venomous-sweet when she licked it off her claws. "Yesss, sister," he hissed. "Take our cold seed to warm you up."

Her fellow crocs were rougher, ridged shafts grinding against her scales before unleashing thick, primal loads that smelled of swamp and ancient lust. One buried his tip in her mouth, pumping directly down her throat until she gagged on the volume, cum backing up and exploding out her jaws in frothy bursts.

Bulls and rams charged in, horns gleaming, their cocks thick and bovine, cum heavy and creamy like yogurt. A massive black bull named Toro bellowed as he unloaded across her breasts, the weight of each spurt thudding audibly, scent rich and fertile. "Milk me dry, slut!" Riva begged, "Cover your croc cow!"

Foxes yipped slyly, their pointed red cocks adding cunning, quick loads—sharp-tasting, with a vulpine tang. Dragons roared firelessly, their ridged, glowing dicks spurting infernal-hot cum that steamed on her scales, spicy and smoky flavored.

Dozens—fifty, sixty males now—circled her in waves. The stage was a slick mess, cum inches deep in places, squelching under paws, hooves, and claws. Riva's body was unrecognizable: encased in layers of multicolored semen—white, pearly, yellowish tinges from different species—dripping from every scale, pooling in her navel, crusting her eyelashes. Her mouth never closed fully, always open wide, tongue extended, catching stray shots and deliberate aims. Gallons poured in: she swallowed endlessly, belly distending with the sheer volume, burping up bubbles of mixed cum that smelled of the entire animal kingdom.

"Fuck, I love it!" she roared between gulps, voice muffled and bubbly. "More dicks! All species! Cum on me forever! I'm your cum-dump croc, your filthy bukkake beast! Drown me, paint me, feed me!"

The orgy peaked in a frenzy: cocks of every shape—knotted, barbed, flared, ridged, twin, smooth—erupting in symphony. Sounds of wet fapping, grunts, moans, splatters; scents overwhelming— a thick fog of semen musk; tastes blending on her tongue into an addictive cocktail; warmth everywhere, cooling into sticky glaze; visuals of endless ropes arcing through the air, landing on her writhing form.

Hours blurred. Riva lay in a pool of it all, basking, fingering the cum into her pussy, scooping handfuls into her maw. "Best... night... ever," she gasped, as the last stragglers added their loads. Covered head to tail in gallons from dozens—no, hundreds—of dicks, the slutty crocodile queen had gotten exactly what she craved: utterly, excessively soaked.

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