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NSFW Image Prompt: A young woman, 19, lies sprawled and utterly exposed in the filthy gutter direct…

NSFW Image Prompt: A young woman, 19, lies sprawled and utterly exposed in the filthy gutter directly on Bourbon Street, New Orleans, during the peak of Mardi…

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euler / sgm_uniform · 28 steps · CFG 12
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NSFW Image Prompt: A young woman, 19, lies sprawled and utterly exposed in the filthy gutter directly on Bourbon Street, New Orleans, during the peak of Mardi Gras. Her voluptuous, pale body is a stark, vulnerable contrast to the grimy, beer-and-urine soaked concrete. Her very long, thick blonde hair with strawberry highlights is fanned out in a tangled, damp mess around her head, some strands plastered to her cheek. Her face is a portrait of drunken ruin. Her large, beautiful green eyes are glazed and unfocused; one is half-open, the other nearly shut. Her plump, pouting lips are smeared with a vibrant, smudged red lipstick that streaks across her chin and cheek. Her mouth hangs slack, a thin line of drool escaping the corner. She is completely nude. Her knees are wide apart, feet together, splaying her body open. Her glistening, wet pussy is on full, explicit display for the passing crowd—the outer lips are puffy and visibly slick. In her right hand, she limply grips an empty, label-less brown glass liquor bottle. In her left, she clutches a massive, veiny, bright pink dildo, its intimidating length and bulbous head resting heavily against her inner thigh. Her chest is dominated by a pair of enormous, heavy DD-cup breasts. They jut out from her body, full and pendulous, their weight causing them to spill to the sides on the cold ground. Her pale pink areolae are large, and her nipples are small, hard, and distinctly pointy, standing erect. The background is a chaotic, blurred frenzy of Mardi Gras on Bourbon Street. Neon signs from iconic bars like Pat O'Brien's and strip clubs blaze in the night. A sea of blurred legs and cheap beads from uncaring, drunken revelers passes just feet from her. Confetti, plastic cups, and discarded beads litter the wet pavement around her body. The ground shimmers with spilled Hurricanes, beer, and grime, reflecting the garish neon glow. The air is thick with the cacophony of shouting, jazz music, and the palpable stench of sweat, alcohol, and decay.