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Lethe – Glow Salt (5)

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Lethe – Glow Salt

Eva – Dancer in White Sarong (18)

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Season of the Witch #5

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Season of the Witch #5. Carissa. Model: Carissa Santigate

Lethe Glow Salt #2

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Flying Tree Women

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Violet the Poet (3)

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Violet the Poet as The Thinker.

Alien Carnival Dream – Destiny

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Dream fantasy of an alien carnival with a nude human attendee in rapturous delight amid the spectacle. Model: Destiny @holesofdestiny

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Sophia Jade and Crystal A on Pink

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Sophia Jade and Crystal A touching and exploring each other’s naked bodies.

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Fog In My Soul – Mandi Sondra Jemstar Moon (5)

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Dock Durga

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Kay Ace posing like the multi-armed goddess Durga, with help from Olinka Lickova and Jessa Ray Muse.

Beam Me Up, Scotty!

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Apparently you can adjust the settings on the teleporter to only beam up organic living tissue and not clothes – Model: Violet

Snow Dance on Mountain Lake (Video)

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Snow Dance on Mountain Lake

On a moonlit night atop the frost-kissed peaks, a clandestine coven of snow witches gathered by the edge of a frozen mountain lake. The air crackled with the anticipation of magic as they encircled the shimmering ice.

Barefoot and barely clad in flowing black attire that seemed to defy the biting cold, the witches began their ritualistic dance. Spirals of enchantment twirled around them as they moved with unrestrained grace, casting spells upon the icy surface beneath their feet.

The pale moon witnessed their provocative dance, the flickering shadows playing on the glistening snow. The witches’ laughter echoed through the frozen expanse, and their dark silhouettes swirled in a hypnotic rhythm. The chill of the night seemed to bow before their bewitching energy.

As the music of their spells intensified, a light snow began to fall, delicately gracing their raven tresses. The flakes adorned them like crystalline jewelry, adding an ethereal quality to their wild celebration.

The lake mirrored the spectacle, its frozen surface reflecting the swirling vortex of magic that enveloped the witches. Unfazed by the freezing temperatures, they reveled in the elemental dance, creating a spectacle that blended the magical and the sensual.

The mountain itself seemed to hold its breath, captivated by the enchanting display unfolding on its slopes. And so, beneath the veil of falling snow and the watchful gaze of the moon, the coven of snow witches continued their wild, otherworldly celebration, leaving behind whispers of mystery and magic in the crisp mountain air.

Dancer: Christina Johnson

Alien Stripper- Mira

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Chrysalis #1 – Olinka

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Lareina Tay – Goddess in Green Cloak on Boulder (9)

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Goddess in Green Cloak on Boulder. Model: Lareina Tay

Ancient Alien Cathedral

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Ancient Alien Cathedral. Models: Crystal A, Amelie Belain

Ice Goddess – Kay Ace

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Ice Goddess – Kay Ace

Nightmare #3 Jemstarlight Moon

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A nightmarish experience of being trapped in a dark empty void based on an actual nightmare. Featuring Jemstarlight Moon.

Origins of Mother Id…

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The first time I heard the word “Id” was in one of my all-time favorite movies, “Forbidden Planet,” where the ancient, long-extinct, inhabitants of the faraway planet (the “Krell”), had developed a massive machine that could physically manifest one’s psychic energy into all kinds of wonderful things. But, when it tapped into that dark, subconscious part of our mind called the Id, the Krell machine manifested super-powerful, uncontrollable, scary monsters. Quite a cool and intriguing concept for my 13-year-old mind!
In addition to introducing me to the concept of the “Id” (and inspiring a lifelong love of science fiction), the movie also fired up another part of my brain–the libido (though I did not learn the word until much later). The barefoot, half-naked, Anne Francis, skinny-dipping in her idyllic garden, sent my young hormones raging. I thought I would have a little fun here and give a one-frame cameo to the lovely Lareina Tay. After all, if Dr. Morbius, alone on the planet for all those years with just his daughter, could manifest a living, breathing, pet tiger for her, is there any doubt that he would manifest some pets of his own?