Prompt: In the realm where words weave beauty's tapestry, A vision of allure, a woman stands free. Her silhouette, a sculpted ode to grace, Full breasts, an emblem, an enchanting embrace. In the gentle curve where moonlight sighs, A symphony of form beneath azure skies. Contours kissed by the dawn's tender light, A captivating dance, an exquisite sight. Voluptuous orbs, a testament to life's song, A melody of femininity, confident and strong. Soft as petals, yet with strength profound, A harmonious rhythm, in every heartbeat found. Adorned with whispers of a timeless tale, Where passion and poise eternally prevail. Silken contours, a canvas of desire, Igniting flames that fervently inspire. Within the sanctuary of silk and lace, A portrait of elegance, a captivating trace. Where dreams converge and fantasies entwine, In the allure of womanhood, a masterpiece divine. So, let imagination soar on wings untamed, In the poetry of curves, a portrait framed. A celebration of the feminine allure, Where fullness blooms, and love is pure.
Style: Cinematic
Prompt: In the realm where words weave beauty's tapestry, A vision of allure, a woman stands free. Her silhouette, a sculpted ode to grace, Full breasts, an emblem, an enchanting embrace. In the gentle curve where moonlight sighs, A symphony of form beneath azure skies. Contours kissed by the dawn's tender light, A captivating dance, an exquisite sight. Voluptuous orbs, a testament to life's song, A melody of femininity, confident and strong. Soft as petals, yet with strength profound, A harmonious rhythm, in every heartbeat found. Adorned with whispers of a timeless tale, Where passion and poise eternally prevail. Silken contours, a canvas of desire, Igniting flames that fervently inspire. Within the sanctuary of silk and lace, A portrait of elegance, a captivating trace. Where dreams converge and fantasies entwine, In the allure of womanhood, a masterpiece divine. So, let imagination soar on wings untamed, In the poetry of curves, a portrait framed. A celebration of the feminine allure, Where fullness blooms, and love is pure.
Style: Cinematic
Prompt: In the realm where moonlight dances on silken skin, A vision emerges, captivating and akin. Adorned in lucency, a gown of celestial grace, She moves with a rhythm, an ethereal embrace. Her silhouette whispers tales untold, A symphony of curves, a story to unfold. In the tender glow of the night's soft light, Her full breasts emerge, a captivating sight. Like ivory moons in the darkened sky, They defy gravity, an enchanting reply. Softly yielding to the touch of the breeze, A delicate dance, a harmonious tease. Cloaked in the fabric that hints at secrecy, Yet reveals the allure, an exquisite decree. Each contour and curve, a masterpiece, A canvas of desire, where passions never cease. In the language of desire, her body speaks, A poetry of longing, where every line peaks. Full breasts, a testament to nature's art, Igniting flames that kindle from the heart. So, in the hush of this poetic night, Let the imagery linger, an enchanting light. For in the beauty of this celestial scene, Her full breasts are a masterpiece, serene.
Style: Cinematic
Prompt: In realms where desire and beauty intertwine, A dance unfolds, where perceptions align. The allure of curves, a tale to be spun, In the poetry of attraction, many reasons are spun. A woman's form, a canvas of grace, A symphony of curves, an enchanting embrace. Large breasts, like moonlit orbs in the night, Draw gazes in, an irresistible sight. Ripeness, a metaphor for life's sweet yield, A bounty of nature, a flourishing field. Curves that echo the promise of fruition, Capturing hearts, a timeless tradition. In the tapestry of attraction, a tale unfurls, Biological whispers, where desire swirls. Breasts, a symbol of nurturing might, Evoke instincts, an ancient rite. Yet, beauty transcends the physical frame, In personality's glow, a lasting flame. Attraction, a nuanced, subjective art, Where connection and depth play their part. In the gaze that lingers, in the heart's sweet beat, Large breasts and ripe bodies find their seat. But let's remember, in this poetic rhyme, True allure is found in the soul's sweet chime.
Style: Cinematic
Prompt: In the realm of desire, where passions sway, The allure of curves in a captivating display. A canvas of beauty, where dreams take flight, Why do large breasts evoke such pure delight? In nature's design, a symbol of fertility, A promise of life, a sensual ability. Ripe, like the harvest in the warmth of the sun, A metaphor of abundance, a journey begun. Curves that cascade like rolling hills, A testament to sensuality that thrills. Softness that invites, a tender embrace, A symphony of curves, a visual grace. In cultural whispers and societal lore, Ideas of beauty, traditions adore. A celebration of form, an aesthetic decree, Large breasts as symbols, transcending reality. Yet, in the heart's chamber, the essence lies, Attraction's secret, a silent surprise. Not just in curves, but the soul's allure, A dance of connection, forever secure. So, why the allure of a ripe, abundant frame? A question that dances, a passion's flame. In the tapestry of love, where desires unfurl, Beauty resides, a mystery, in every swirl.
Style: Cinematic
Prompt: In the dance of attraction, a tale unfolds, Where desires whisper, secrets told. A canvas painted with nature's grace, Large breasts stand as a captivating embrace. In curves, there lies a timeless allure, A symphony of nature, a dance so pure. Biological echoes in the human heart, Fertility's whisper, a primal art. Bountiful breasts, a symbol of life, Nurturing dreams, calming strife. A testament to nature's grand design, In their ample embrace, passions entwine. Ripe and full, like the harvest moon, A silhouette that makes hearts swoon. Contours of promise, a fertile land, Where desire and beauty hand in hand. Cultural echoes, societal tunes, Shape the perceptions, like changing moons. In the gaze of beholders, a beauty to find, In the lush curves, a treasure to bind. Yet, let not the canvas be confined, For beauty's definition is vast and kind. In the diversity of desires, a tapestry spun, Where every form finds its place in the sun. Attraction, a melody, a subjective song, In the vast garden of preferences, we belong. Large breasts and ripe bodies, one part of the story, In the grand mosaic of beauty, each finding glory. Style: Analog Film
Style: Cinematic
Prompt: In the dance of attraction, a tale unfolds, Where desires whisper, secrets told. A canvas painted with nature's grace, Large breasts stand as a captivating embrace. In curves, there lies a timeless allure, A symphony of nature, a dance so pure. Biological echoes in the human heart, Fertility's whisper, a primal art. Bountiful breasts, a symbol of life, Nurturing dreams, calming strife. A testament to nature's grand design, In their ample embrace, passions entwine. Ripe and full, like the harvest moon, A silhouette that makes hearts swoon. Contours of promise, a fertile land, Where desire and beauty hand in hand. Cultural echoes, societal tunes, Shape the perceptions, like changing moons. In the gaze of beholders, a beauty to find, In the lush curves, a treasure to bind. Yet, let not the canvas be confined, For beauty's definition is vast and kind. In the diversity of desires, a tapestry spun, Where every form finds its place in the sun. Attraction, a melody, a subjective song, In the vast garden of preferences, we belong. Large breasts and ripe bodies, one part of the story, In the grand mosaic of beauty, each finding glory.
Style: Cinematic
Prompt: In the midst of a windstorm's dance, a vision of allure emerges, draped in the whimsical embrace of the swirling breeze. Her silhouette, a harmonious symphony of curves, paints poetry in motion. As the fabric caresses her form, it reveals the enchanting contours of her full breasts—a testament to nature's artistry. The fabric, like a willing companion, molds itself to the contours of her figure, accentuating the gentle rise and fall of her bosom. The wind, a playful accomplice, teases strands of her hair to dance around her shoulders, adding an ethereal touch to the enchantment. Her full breasts, adorned with a delicate grace, stand as sentinels of femininity amid the tempestuous atmosphere. The windstorm, rather than obscuring her beauty, becomes a willing participant in this ballet of elegance and sensuality. In this mesmerizing moment, she embodies the poetry of nature, a sublime fusion of wind and woman, where every movement and every curve is a stanza in the symphony of beauty.
Style: Cinematic
Prompt: In the realm of melancholy's embrace, a woman adorned in the garment of sadness stood, a portrait of beauty tinged with the hues of sorrow. Her full breasts, like gentle hills beneath a moonlit night, bore the weight of unspoken stories. Veiled in the fabric of melancholy, they held a quiet elegance, a poignant reminder of the emotions that dwelled within. Each curve, a graceful expression of vulnerability, whispered tales of heartache. The fabric clung delicately to her form, hinting at the resilience that lay beneath the surface. Even in the shadows of sadness, the allure of her full breasts persisted, a testament to the complex tapestry of emotions woven into the fabric of her being. As the moon cast its silver glow upon her, the sadness in her eyes mirrored the reflective surface of a tear. Yet, amidst the sorrow, the fullness of her breasts stood as a symbol of strength, a reminder that beauty and resilience could coexist even in the face of adversity. In the realm of poetic melancholy, she was a symphony of emotions, and her full breasts were the verses that spoke of both vulnerability and fortitude.
Style: Cinematic
Prompt: A vast blue expanse stretched as far as the eye could see, its surface shimmering in the light of the rising sun. Gentle waves rolled across the water, their rhythm a soothing accompaniment to the cries of seagulls wheeling above. A light salty breeze carried the tang of the ocean on every inhale. An air of tranquility and raw natural beauty pervaded the scene, evoking feelings of awe for the power and endlessness of the sea. Its mood could shift in an instant, a reminder of the need for humility before nature's grandeur. For now, all was calm - a peaceful morning where one could sit and find perspective, gaining a sense of one's small place within the world.
Style: Cinematic
Prompt: In a gown of pure elegance, she graces the scene, A vision of beauty, a poetic dream. Her silhouette adorned in fabrics so divine, A dance of grace, a symphony in each line. Yet, it's her bosom, a captivating tale, Full and ample, like a ship's billowing sail. Wrapped in the fabric, a delicate embrace, A celebration of femininity and grace. The curves that defy, a sculptor's desire, A manifestation of passion and fire. In this ode to beauty, her breasts take the stage, Full and resplendent, an embodiment of ageless rage. Each curve, a lyric in this poetic art, A masterpiece of nature, a creation set apart. So, in the canvas of allure, she stands tall, Her full breasts, a captivating call. In the realm of beauty, she takes her place, A vision of perfection, dressed in pure grace.
Style: Cinematic
Prompt: In the dance of attraction, a tale unfolds, Where desires whisper, secrets told. A canvas painted with nature's grace, Large breasts stand as a captivating embrace. In curves, there lies a timeless allure, A symphony of nature, a dance so pure. Biological echoes in the human heart, Fertility's whisper, a primal art. Bountiful breasts, a symbol of life, Nurturing dreams, calming strife. A testament to nature's grand design, In their ample embrace, passions entwine. Ripe and full, like the harvest moon, A silhouette that makes hearts swoon. Contours of promise, a fertile land, Where desire and beauty hand in hand. Cultural echoes, societal tunes, Shape the perceptions, like changing moons. In the gaze of beholders, a beauty to find, In the lush curves, a treasure to bind. Yet, let not the canvas be confined, For beauty's definition is vast and kind. In the diversity of desires, a tapestry spun, Where every form finds its place in the sun. Attraction, a melody, a subjective song, In the vast garden of preferences, we belong. Large breasts and ripe bodies, one part of the story, In the grand mosaic of beauty, each finding glory.
Style: Photographic
Prompt: In the realm of allure, where beauty unfurls, A vision of grace, as fascination swirls. Her silhouette, a canvas of desire, Full breasts, a symphony that sets hearts afire. With curves that sculpt the poetry of form, A luscious landscape where passions swarm. Silken contours that gracefully sway, In the dance of seduction, a tempting display. Softly kissed by the sun's golden embrace, They're whispers of femininity, a captivating grace. Voluptuous blooms in nature's masterpiece, Eclipsing the mundane, an enchanting release. In every gentle sway and subtle heave, Elegance and allure interweave. A captivating cadence, a sensual rhyme, Her full breasts echo the rhythm of time. Embodied dreams in every gentle swell, A symphony of curves, a tale to tell. In the poetry of flesh, an art refined, Full breasts, the essence of beauty entwined.
Style: Analog Film
Prompt: In the realm of allure, where beauty's tale is spun, A woman's form, a masterpiece beneath the sun. Her silhouette, a symphony in curves and grace, Full breasts, a poetry, a captivating embrace. A sultry silhouette, like the moon in its prime, Her bosom, a testament to the hands of time. Voluptuous orbs, with a gentle, rhythmic sway, Whispering secrets that the breezes convey. In the tapestry of desire, a sensual art, Her bosom, a canvas where passions impart. Defined by softness, a sensuous contour, A captivating essence, forever to endure. Embraced by silk, or the touch of the summer breeze, Full breasts, a reflection of feminine expertise. Each curve, a chapter in the story she unveils, A symphony of beauty that endlessly trails. In hues of warmth, an embodiment of grace, Full breasts, an ode to passion's tender embrace. Glistening like pearls, or the morning dew's kiss, A vision of allure, an eternal bliss.
Style: Analog Film
Prompt: In the realm of allure, where beauty's tale is spun, A woman's form, a masterpiece beneath the sun. Her silhouette, a symphony in curves and grace, Full breasts, a poetry, a captivating embrace. A sultry silhouette, like the moon in its prime, Her bosom, a testament to the hands of time. Voluptuous orbs, with a gentle, rhythmic sway, Whispering secrets that the breezes convey. In the tapestry of desire, a sensual art, Her bosom, a canvas where passions impart. Defined by softness, a sensuous contour, A captivating essence, forever to endure. Embraced by silk, or the touch of the summer breeze, Full breasts, a reflection of feminine expertise. Each curve, a chapter in the story she unveils, A symphony of beauty that endlessly trails. In hues of warmth, an embodiment of grace, Full breasts, an ode to passion's tender embrace. Glistening like pearls, or the morning dew's kiss, A vision of allure, an eternal bliss.
Style: Analog Film
Prompt: A genuine live person, not a mere portrayal or caricature, graces the scene. Real-life authenticity shines through, as opposed to artificiality or animated representation. Vivid reality captivates, making the moment truly authentic. Amidst the gentle waves of the sea, a vision of loveliness emerges. A charming lady, adorned in a vibrant swimsuit, gracefully navigates the water with an effortless stroke. Her laughter echoes, harmonizing with the rhythmic melody of the ocean. The sun-kissed shore, adorned with colorful beach umbrellas and seashells. Each wave carries a symphony of joy, and the sea breeze dances through her hair, creating an enchanting tableau of seaside splendor. The lady is enjoying herself and forgot everything around her. She is the most beautiful and happiest lady in the world.
Negative: comic, fake, drawing, toll, troll
Style: Cinematic
Prompt: In the quietude of the night, a celestial hush settled over the humble town, cradling within its midst an extraordinary moment. Within a modest abode, Mary, enveloped in the serenity of motherhood, felt the time arrive for her to bring forth her firstborn son. The room, bathed in the soft glow of a solitary lamp, seemed to hold its breath, as if aware of the sacredness of the impending event. The air was filled with an indescribable mix of anticipation and divine grace as Mary, with Joseph by her side, embraced the throes of childbirth. The flickering candlelight cast dancing shadows on the walls, accentuating the gravity of the moment. The rustic surroundings stood witness to a miracle, as the couple navigated the challenge of finding a suitable place for the birth. Yet, in the face of adversity, they discovered solace in the most unexpected of places—a stable on the outskirts of town. The hay-strewn floor and the comforting scent of animals formed an unlikely but serene sanctuary. With the tender cry of a newborn filling the air, Mary swaddled her son in cloth, cradling him with the gentle care known only to mothers. The manger, a simple feeding trough, became an improvised cradle for the infant. Its wooden embrace offered a rustic yet profound bed for the newborn, the significance of which transcended its humble origins. The echoes of prophecies seemed to reverberate within those stable walls, proclaiming the arrival of a king in the most unassuming of settings. Outside the stable, under the vast expanse of the night sky, a group of shepherds kept watch over their flock. The wilderness enveloped them, and the stars above seemed to whisper secrets of the divine. The stillness of the night was broken only by the occasional rustle of leaves and the distant sounds of sheep. As the shepherds took turns standing guard, an otherworldly light bathed the landscape. The celestial symphony unfolded as an angel appeared, bringing tidings of great joy and directing the shepherds to the newborn child in the manger. The heavens seemed to communicate with the earth, and the shepherds, overwhelmed by awe, embarked on a journey that would forever bind their fates to the unfolding miracle in the humble stable. In this convergence of the celestial and the earthly, the extraordinary birth of the firstborn son emerged as a testament to the profound beauty that can be found in the simplicity of life. The juxtaposition of the shepherd's watchful vigil in the wilderness and the intimate scene within the stable underscored the universal resonance of this momentous event—an event that transcended the boundaries of time and social standing, weaving a tapestry of wonder, humility, and divine love.
Style: Cinematic
Prompt: In the realm of beauty, there is a woman who embodies perfection. Her figure is a masterpiece, a symphony of curves and grace that captivates the eye. Her eyes sparkle like stars in the night, reflecting the depths of the ocean and radiating a profound and captivating light. Her lips are painted with a subtle hue, inviting and alluring like the morning dew. But it's not just her face that captivates, her figure is a work of art. Her full breasts are a testament to femininity, captivating hearts with their allure. With every step, she exudes confidence and poise, her graceful movements akin to the ebbing tide. Her silhouette lingers in the mind, a mosaic of beauty that is rare to find. Her hair flows like silk, a mesmerizing river that is a sight to behold. She is a work of art, a celebration of elegance that is woven into the very fabric of beauty itself. In the poetry of life, she is a stanza that stands out, a living, breathing masterpiece that will forever be etched in my mind.
Style: Photographic
Prompt: In realms where desire and beauty intertwine, A dance unfolds, where perceptions align. The allure of curves, a tale to be spun, In the poetry of attraction, many reasons are spun. A woman's form, a canvas of grace, A symphony of curves, an enchanting embrace. Large breasts, like moonlit orbs in the night, Draw gazes in, an irresistible sight. Ripeness, a metaphor for life's sweet yield, A bounty of nature, a flourishing field. Curves that echo the promise of fruition, Capturing hearts, a timeless tradition. In the tapestry of attraction, a tale unfurls, Biological whispers, where desire swirls. Breasts, a symbol of nurturing might, Evoke instincts, an ancient rite. Yet, beauty transcends the physical frame, In personality's glow, a lasting flame. Attraction, a nuanced, subjective art, Where connection and depth play their part. In the gaze that lingers, in the heart's sweet beat, Large breasts and ripe bodies find their seat. But let's remember, in this poetic rhyme, True allure is found in the soul's sweet chime.
Prompt: In the realm of elegance, a vision unfolds, A woman of allure, her story to be told. Her silhouette, a graceful symphony, With curves that dance in perfect harmony. Beneath moonlit skies, her form takes flight, A canvas of beauty, a celestial light. Two orbs of splendor, full and divine, A testament to nature's grand design. In whispered breezes, secrets softly shared, Her bosom, a sanctuary, tenderly paired. Like blossoms in spring, in full, radiant bloom, A captivating allure, banishing all gloom. They cradle dreams, like treasures untold, A sanctuary of warmth, a haven to behold. With every heartbeat, a rhythmic song, A melody of passion, where desires belong. Oh, the poetry of her silhouette, Where softness and strength gracefully met. In the tapestry of desire, an enchanting theme, Her full breasts, a symphony, a poet's dream.
Style: Analog Film
Prompt: In a sapphire-hued embrace, her allure unfurls, A canvas of elegance, where desire swirls. Beneath the azure fabric, a secret lies, Full breasts, a symphony that passion implies. Silken contours, a sculpted silhouette, A tale of beauty no words can forget. Blue-clad enchantress, a vision divine, Her bosom whispers, an intoxicating sign. Curves that dance in the moon's gentle glow, Adorned in azure, a sensuous tableau. Ethereal allure, a celestial art, The embodiment of desire, a masterpiece's start. Within the fabric's embrace, a tale untold, Where passion and mystery effortlessly unfold. Full breasts, a poetic journey to explore, In the realm of beauty, forever to adore.
Style: Analog Film
Prompt: In the realm of poetic expression, one might weave words to celebrate the allure of a woman with ample curves. Her silhouette, a graceful dance of lines, embraces the canvas of desire. The gentle curvature of her bosom, akin to the soft undulations of moonlit waves, draws the eye into a symphony of sensuality. Her full breasts, a testament to nature's artistry, blossom like blooming roses in a garden of passion. They become the focal point of a lyrical ode, where verses entwine with the contours of her form. Each movement, a poetic stanza, narrates the story of femininity with an eloquence that transcends the boundaries of mere description. In the poetry of admiration, one might evoke the image of her bosom as celestial orbs, suspended in the night sky, casting a magnetic pull upon the hearts of those who gaze. The tactile imagery of silk and velvet may be summoned, metaphorically caressing the essence of her being, as verses paint a portrait of beauty that transcends the constraints of time. Thus, the poetry of a woman with full breasts is a tapestry of words, woven delicately to honor the magnificence of her physicality while transcending the purely physical to celebrate the profound beauty that resides within.
Prompt: In the boundless cosmos, an ineffable luminescence takes form—a celestial custodian, an entity of shadow and light that transcends mortal comprehension, cradling Earth in its ethereal embrace. This enigmatic being, a shifting silhouette woven from cosmic energies, neither deity nor mortal, radiates an aura of ancient divinity. Its form, an interplay of shadowy wisps and radiant beams, holds the planet with a gentle, omnipotent grace. Describe the cosmic custodian's interaction with Earth, its gestures guiding the planet's destiny while safeguarding it from cosmic threats, an enigmatic presence revered by civilizations across galaxies, some venerating it as a deity, others recognizing it as the cosmic weaver of balance. Explore encounters with this celestial entity—astronauts awestruck by its presence in the depths of space, prophets receiving cryptic revelations, or scientists touched by fragments of cosmic wisdom bestowed by its enigmatic luminescence. In this tale of intertwined destinies, witness the convergence of mortal existence with the cosmic dance orchestrated by the shadowy luminescence—a narrative transcending divinity, cosmic forces, and the intricate tapestry of the universe.
Negative: low quality, blurry, bad resolution, vector, cartoon
Style: Cinematic
Prompt: In the realm where desires softly bloom, A fascination with curves, like a sweet perfume. Large breasts, an ode to nature's design, In their allure, a beauty so divine. A symphony of form, a captivating dance, They draw gazes, enchanting every glance. Soft hills that echo the moonlit night, A muse for poets, a sculpted delight. In the whispers of desire, a primal call, A celebration of life, magnetic and enthrall. Symbolic of nurture, a tender embrace, Large breasts, a canvas of elegance and grace. Yet, in beauty's tapestry, let's not forget, Attraction's spectrum, a vast duet. For beauty transcends, a boundless sea, In the heart's embrace, where true allure be. In the mosaic of desire, varied and vast, Large breasts, a chapter, not the last. For within each gaze, a story unfolds, Of diverse attractions, a tale to be told.
Style: Analog Film
Prompt: Her hair, a cascade of twilight's embrace, A silken tapestry, a moonlit trace. Dark strands adorned by the gentle wind's play, Whispering secrets only the breeze could convey. Eyes, deep pools reflecting the azure sky, Mirrors of wisdom, where stories lie. In their depths, a universe unfurled, A bewitching gaze that enraptured the world. Cheeks adorned with nature's tender hue, A blush of dawn, a rose's morning dew. A simple grace in every modest line, In the realm of simplicity, her beauty did shine. A smile that danced with the sun's warm kiss, A serenade of joy, a moment of bliss. Radiance that eclipsed the day's soft glow, In her laughter, the river's melodies did flow. Her hands, artisans weaving life's subtle art, Fingers that traced the beat of a humble heart. Touch gentle as petals in a morning's embrace, Crafting tales of tenderness, woven with grace. A gown of simplicity adorned her frame, A canvas of earth tones, a reflection of her name. Yet in its modest folds, a regal air, For beauty finds royalty in the hearts that care. And as his gaze descended, enchanted and sweet, To the earth-kissed ground, to her dainty feet. In each step, a story of journeys trod, A commoner's path, where grace softly plod. In her entirety, a masterpiece untold, A commoner's beauty, more precious than gold.
Negative: missing limbs, extra limbs, bode posture, ugly, bad, unrelated
Style: Photographic
Prompt: In the realm where verses dance, a symphony of elegance unfolds, A silhouette adorned with curves, a tale of beauty told. Her bosom, a gentle rise, like moonlit hills at night, A canvas where desire paints, in hues of soft moonlight. Full and tender, they stand as sentinels of allure, Whispers of a sensuous breeze, a promise to endure. Silken contours, a sculptor's dream in the moon's tender glow, A captivating rhythm that only a poet's heart could know. Each curve, a stanza in the poetry of her form, A sonnet etched upon the night, a spell to transform. In the language of desire, her bosom sings, A sonorous melody, where passion takes its wings. So, behold this masterpiece, this artwork divine, Where fullness meets grace, in an enchanting design. A hot and beautiful woman, a verse of desire spun, In the poetry of her being, the allure is never done.
Style: Analog Film
Prompt: In the stillness of the night, an angelic presence descended upon the shepherds. A divine radiance, the glory of the Lord, surrounded them, evoking both awe and fear. The celestial messenger, calming their trepidation, shared news of unparalleled joy—the birth of a Savior. The intricate details unfolded: a babe, gently wrapped in swaddling clothes, lay within a humble manger, a serene and unexpected cradle in the city of David
Style: Cinematic
Prompt: While physical attributes, including breast size, may be one aspect that some people find attractive, it's important to recognize that beauty is subjective and multifaceted. Each individual has their unique preferences, and what one person finds attractive may differ from another. Beauty extends beyond a singular feature, such as breast size, encompassing a myriad of qualities that contribute to a person's overall allure. Qualities like confidence, kindness, intelligence, and a sense of humor all play crucial roles in shaping someone's attractiveness. In celebrating diversity, it's essential to appreciate the various elements that make each person unique and captivating. Recognizing and valuing qualities beyond physical appearance fosters a deeper and more meaningful connection with others. Ultimately, true attractiveness is a harmonious blend of physical, emotional, and intellectual components that come together to create a captivating individual.
Style: Cinematic
Prompt: In the realm of verses, where words dance in rhyme, A canvas of beauty, transcending space and time. A woman, full-breasted, like ripe fruits on a tree, Nature's poetry, a sensual symphony. Her bosom, a landscape, with curves and peaks, A celebration of femininity, the heart speaks. Silken contours, a gentle rise and fall, Eloquent whispers, a poetic call. In the tapestry of desire, where passion ignites, Her breasts, like moons, casting alluring lights. Soft and yielding, a haven to explore, A symphony of sensations, an eternal encore. With every heartbeat, a rhythmic refrain, Her essence, a sonnet, a love-struck terrain. Full and abundant, a goddess in bloom, A masterpiece of desire, dispelling all gloom. So, in the poetic realm, let words unfold, Describing beauty, in verses untold. A woman, resplendent, in every way, A poem of passion, to brighten the day.
Style: Photographic
Prompt: luminous, vibrant, sleek, radiant, picturesque, stunning, dazzling, opulent, majestic, serene, lush, elegant, ethereal, graceful, harmonious, polished, exquisite, shimmering, splendid, captivating, tranquil, resplendent, chic, glossy, sumptuous, artistic, idyllic, vivid, enchanting, ornate, refined, glistening, lavish, delicate, sparkling, alluring, lustrous, pristine, breathtaking, ornamental, sleek, dreamy, plush, intricate, stylish, symmetrical, glowing, intricate, panoramic, iridescent
Style: Cinematic
Prompt: In the realm of beauty, there exists a vision divine, A woman with a figure, a masterpiece in design. Her silhouette, a symphony, curves in graceful sway, A dance of elegance, as she moves through the day. Her eyes, like stars that shimmer in the night, Reflect the depths of oceans, profound and bright. Lips, a canvas painted with a subtle hue, Inviting and alluring, like morning dew. But let's not forget, her figure so sublime, A sculpted masterpiece, an enchanting paradigm. Her full breasts, a testament to allure, Captivating hearts, with a presence so pure. With every step, confidence in her stride, Graceful and poised, like the ebbing tide. A silhouette that lingers in the mind, A mosaic of beauty, so rare to find. Her hair, a cascade of silk, flowing free, A mesmerizing river, a sight to see. In the tapestry of beauty, she's a work of art, A celebration of elegance, right from the start. So here's to the woman, extraordinary and true, With a figure that commands attention, it's so easy to pursue. In the poetry of life, she's a stanza so divine, A living, breathing masterpiece, forever in my mind.
Prompt: Pandora is a beautiful woman, Her hair is silky and deep as midnight, a glossy black that reflects bluish tones in the light, falling in soft waves that enhance her natural beauty. Age: Pandora has radiant youth stamped on her features, with an appearance that oscillates between 20 and 25 years old, emanating an aura of endless curiosity. Eye color: her eyes are like two black pearls, intense and deep, contrasting beautifully with the darkness of her hair, and shining with the same curiosity and vivacity. Skin Color: Her skin is soft, with a soft peach tone, radiant like porcelain in daylight.cinematic, realistic, 8k, photorealistic, strong outlines, cinematographic scene,
Negative: person in the foreground, open mouth, cleft chin, split chin, dimple chin, ugly chin, ass chin, closed eyes, long neck, deformed, long cloth, long dress, frills, NSFW, nude, dark skin, profile pose, face in profile, profile, tiger, ugly hands, bad hands, not wearing clothes, looking over the shoulder pose, looking up, bed, text, watermark, name, signature, poster, not wearing pants,
Style: Cinematic
Prompt: A spectral entity hovers in a vast, radiant expanse, composed of shimmering tendrils and radiant energy patterns. Its fluid, undulating motion is reminiscent of a dance, as it navigates its environment with an uncanny grace. The creature's profound otherworldliness and its disconcerting method of locomotion fill us with a sense of wonder tinged with unease.
Style: Cinematic
Prompt: In the realm of azure hues, she stands, A vision of allure, draped in blue strands. Her silhouette, a masterpiece in grace, And upon her form, a captivating trace. Beneath the fabric's gentle, azure embrace, Lie treasures of beauty, a sight to embrace. Full breasts, sculpted with elegance rare, A symphony of curves, beyond compare. In the dance of shadows, her figure unfolds, A sensuous story that the fabric holds. Blue, a canvas for beauty to bloom, As her fullness whispers in the room. Each curve a lyric, each contour a song, A celebration of femininity, strong. The allure of blue enhances the view, As fullness captivates, a vision true. So in the realm of beauty, she reigns, In blue, a tapestry where desire remains. Her full breasts, a testament to allure, A breathtaking sight, forever pure.
Style: Analog Film
Prompt: In the realm of verses, where words dance in rhyme, A canvas of beauty, transcending space and time. A woman, full-breasted, like ripe fruits on a tree, Nature's poetry, a sensual symphony. Her bosom, a landscape, with curves and peaks, A celebration of femininity, the heart speaks. Silken contours, a gentle rise and fall, Eloquent whispers, a poetic call. In the tapestry of desire, where passion ignites, Her breasts, like moons, casting alluring lights. Soft and yielding, a haven to explore, A symphony of sensations, an eternal encore. With every heartbeat, a rhythmic refrain, Her essence, a sonnet, a love-struck terrain. Full and abundant, a goddess in bloom, A masterpiece of desire, dispelling all gloom. So, in the poetic realm, let words unfold, Describing beauty, in verses untold. A woman, resplendent, in every way, A poem of passion, to brighten the day.
Prompt: In the realm of beauty, a goddess reigns supreme, A vision of loveliness, a dream to gleam. Her form, a symphony of curves and grace, A dance of elegance, a vision to embrace. Her eyes, like twinkling stars in the night, Reflect the depths of oceans, a celestial sight. Lips, a canvas painted with subtle hue, Inviting and alluring, as morning dew. But let us not forget, her figure so fine, A sculpted masterpiece, a work divine. Her full breasts, a testament to allure, Captivating hearts, with a presence so pure. With every step, confidence in her stride, Graceful and poised, like the ebbing tide. A silhouette that lingers in the mind, A mosaic of beauty, so rare to find. Her hair, a cascade of silk, flowing free, A mesmerizing river, a sight to see. In the tapestry of beauty, she's a work of art, A celebration of elegance, right from the start. So here's to the woman, extraordinary and true, With a figure that commands attention, it's so easy to pursue. In the poetry of life, she's a stanza so divine, A living, breathing masterpiece, forever in my mind.
Prompt: In the realm of beauty, a goddess reigns supreme, A vision of loveliness, a dream to gleam. Her form, a symphony of curves and grace, A dance of elegance, a vision to embrace. Her eyes, like twinkling stars in the night, Reflect the depths of oceans, a celestial sight. Lips, a canvas painted with subtle hue, Inviting and alluring, as morning dew. But let us not forget, her figure so fine, A sculpted masterpiece, a work divine. Her full breasts, a testament to allure, Captivating hearts, with a presence so pure. With every step, confidence in her stride, Graceful and poised, like the ebbing tide. A silhouette that lingers in the mind, A mosaic of beauty, so rare to find. Her hair, a cascade of silk, flowing free, A mesmerizing river, a sight to see. In the tapestry of beauty, she's a work of art, A celebration of elegance, right from the start. So here's to the woman, extraordinary and true, With a figure that commands attention, it's so easy to pursue. In the poetry of life, she's a stanza so divine, A living, breathing masterpiece, forever in my mind.
Prompt: stunning display of time dilation is transmogrified into a lambent aura, shimmering with ethereal:transcendental beauty and ethereal apparitions. iridescent:cretaceous:pearlescent triadic rhythms vibrate with electric fervor, creating a surreal ambiance replete with radiosity, ray-marched lighting, (flying spin-kicks:kabuki theatrics). illicit impulses, geisha training. cinematic illumination, grunge:pointillist, transported to a new dimension. (headshot, dave mckean:ilya kuvshinov, nychos:ryohei hase, and igor morski:justin maller, shepard fairey:chaves, botero:mondrian, breathtaking mastery, flawless artistry, cyber-enigmatic, kasure, blade runner aesthetic)
Negative: nudity
Style: Cinematic
Prompt: The shepherds retraced their steps, their spirits buoyant with awe and wonder. Their jubilation was a symphony of gratitude, expressing profound appreciation for the celestial revelations they had both heard and seen. Their praise resonated with the echoes of the angelic message, a harmonious acknowledgment of the divine unfolding before them. In adhering to the guidance they received, their joy became a tangible testament to the fulfillment of the sacred prophecy, a celebration etched with profound significance. sony a7iii, wide lens, C4D modeling
Style: Cinematic
Prompt: An eldritch entity femine form , a testament to the allure of the feminine. its form a shifting void of shadow, tendrils of darkness reaching out like cosmic fingers. Unearthly whispers emanate from the swirling abyss, beckoning madness. A sight that defies human comprehension. , now writhe in agony, their delicate curves forever marred by their unholy union. A symphony of silent screams hangs heavy in the air, a testament to the unimaginable horror that this finger-woven fiend embodies. Beauty and horror collide in this nightmare demon, a chilling reminder of the darkness that lurks within even the most delicate forms.
Style: Cinematic
Prompt: The blue hour, occurring before sunrise or after sunset, creates a magical and serene atmosphere. In a portrait of a woman, the soft, diffused light illuminates her features and casts a gentle glow on her skin, while the tranquil blue tones of the sky reflect in her eyes. Along with her physical beauty, the blue hour captures her confidence and grace.
Style: Cinematic
Prompt: In the dance of attraction, a tale unfolds, Where desires whisper, secrets told. A canvas painted with nature's grace, Large breasts stand as a captivating embrace. In curves, there lies a timeless allure, A symphony of nature, a dance so pure. Biological echoes in the human heart, Fertility's whisper, a primal art. Bountiful breasts, a symbol of life, Nurturing dreams, calming strife. A testament to nature's grand design, In their ample embrace, passions entwine. Ripe and full, like the harvest moon, A silhouette that makes hearts swoon. Contours of promise, a fertile land, Where desire and beauty hand in hand. In the gaze of beholders, a beauty to find, In the lush curves, a treasure to bind. Yet, let not the canvas be confined, For beauty's definition is vast and kind.Large breasts and ripe bodies, one part of the story, In the Photo Album, each finding glory.
Prompt: In the dance of attraction, a tale unfolds, Where desires whisper, secrets told. A canvas painted with nature's grace, Large breasts stand as a captivating embrace. In curves, there lies a timeless allure, A symphony of nature, a dance so pure. Biological echoes in the human heart, Fertility's whisper, a primal art. Bountiful breasts, a symbol of life, Nurturing dreams, calming strife. A testament to nature's grand design, In their ample embrace, passions entwine. Ripe and full, like the harvest moon, A silhouette that makes hearts swoon. Contours of promise, a fertile land, Where desire and beauty hand in hand. Cultural echoes, societal tunes, Shape the perceptions, like changing moons. In the gaze of beholders, a beauty to find, In the lush curves, a treasure to bind. Yet, let not the canvas be confined, For beauty's definition is vast and kind. In the diversity of desires, a tapestry spun, Where every form finds its place in the sun. Attraction, a melody, a subjective song, In the vast garden of preferences, we belong. Large breasts and ripe bodies, one part of the story, In the grand mosaic of beauty, each finding glory
Prompt: In the dance of attraction, a tale unfolds, Where desires whisper, secrets told. A canvas painted with nature's grace, Large breasts stand as a captivating embrace. In curves, there lies a timeless allure, A symphony of nature, a dance so pure. Biological echoes in the human heart, Fertility's whisper, a primal art. Bountiful breasts, a symbol of life, Nurturing dreams, calming strife. A testament to nature's grand design, In their ample embrace, passions entwine. Ripe and full, like the harvest moon, A silhouette that makes hearts swoon. Contours of promise, a fertile land, Where desire and beauty hand in hand. Cultural echoes, societal tunes, Shape the perceptions, like changing moons. In the gaze of beholders, a beauty to find, In the lush curves, a treasure to bind. Yet, let not the canvas be confined, For beauty's definition is vast and kind. In the diversity of desires, a tapestry spun, Where every form finds its place in the sun. Attraction, a melody, a subjective song, In the vast garden of preferences, we belong. Large breasts and ripe bodies, one part of the story, In the grand mosaic of beauty, each finding glory
Prompt: In the dance of attraction, a tale unfolds, Where desires whisper, secrets told. A canvas painted with nature's grace, Large breasts stand as a captivating embrace. In curves, there lies a timeless allure, A symphony of nature, a dance so pure. Biological echoes in the human heart, Fertility's whisper, a primal art. Bountiful breasts, a symbol of life, Nurturing dreams, calming strife. A testament to nature's grand design, In their ample embrace, passions entwine. Ripe and full, like the harvest moon, A silhouette that makes hearts swoon. Contours of promise, a fertile land, Where desire and beauty hand in hand. Cultural echoes, societal tunes, Shape the perceptions, like changing moons. In the gaze of beholders, a beauty to find, In the lush curves, a treasure to bind. Yet, let not the canvas be confined, For beauty's definition is vast and kind. In the diversity of desires, a tapestry spun, Where every form finds its place in the sun. Attraction, a melody, a subjective song, In the vast garden of preferences, we belong. Large breasts and ripe bodies, one part of the story, In the grand mosaic of beauty, each finding glor
Prompt: In the dance of attraction, a tale unfolds, Where desires whisper, secrets told. A canvas painted with nature's grace, Large breasts stand as a captivating embrace. In curves, there lies a timeless allure, A symphony of nature, a dance so pure. Biological echoes in the human heart, Fertility's whisper, a primal art. Bountiful breasts, a symbol of life, Nurturing dreams, calming strife. A testament to nature's grand design, In their ample embrace, passions entwine. Ripe and full, like the harvest moon, A silhouette that makes hearts swoon. Contours of promise, a fertile land, Where desire and beauty hand in hand. Cultural echoes, societal tunes, Shape the perceptions, like changing moons. In the gaze of beholders, a beauty to find, In the lush curves, a treasure to bind. Yet, let not the canvas be confined, For beauty's definition is vast and kind. In the diversity of desires, a tapestry spun, Where every form finds its place in the sun. Attraction, a melody, a subjective song, In the vast garden of preferences, we belong. Large breasts and ripe bodies, one part of the story, In the grand mosaic of beauty, each finding glory.
Prompt: In the dance of attraction, a tale unfolds, Where desires whisper, secrets told. A canvas painted with nature's grace, Large breasts stand as a captivating embrace. In curves, there lies a timeless allure, A symphony of nature, a dance so pure. Biological echoes in the human heart, Fertility's whisper, a primal art. Bountiful breasts, a symbol of life, Nurturing dreams, calming strife. A testament to nature's grand design, In their ample embrace, passions entwine. Ripe and full, like the harvest moon, A silhouette that makes hearts swoon. Contours of promise, a fertile land, Where desire and beauty hand in hand. Cultural echoes, societal tunes, Shape the perceptions, like changing moons. In the gaze of beholders, a beauty to find, In the lush curves, a treasure to bind. Yet, let not the canvas be confined, For beauty's definition is vast and kind. In the diversity of desires, a tapestry spun, Where every form finds its place in the sun. Attraction, a melody, a subjective song, In the vast garden of preferences, we belong. Large breasts and ripe bodies, one part of the story
Prompt: A beautiful woman Her hair is silky and deep as midnight, a glossy black that reflects bluish tones in the light, falling in soft waves that enhance her natural beauty. Age: Pandora has radiant youth stamped on her features, with an appearance that oscillates between 20 and 25 years old, emanating an aura of endless curiosity. Eye color: her eyes are like two black pearls, intense and deep, contrasting beautifully with the darkness of her hair, and shining with the same curiosity and vivacity. Skin Color: Her skin is soft, a soft peach hue, radiant like porcelain in daylight.cinematic,realistic,8k.
Negative: (deformed iris, deformed pupils, semi-realistic, cgi, 3d, render, sketch, cartoon, drawing, anime), text, cropped, out of frame, worst quality, low quality, jpeg artifacts, ugly, duplicate, morbid, mutilated, extra fingers, mutated hands, poorly drawn hands, poorly drawn face, mutation, deformed, blurry, dehydrated, bad anatomy, bad proportions, extra limbs, cloned face, disfigured, gross proportions, malformed limbs, missing arms, missing legs, extra arms, extra legs, fused fingers, too many fingers, long neck, UnrealisticDream, white shirt
Style: Cinematic
Prompt: In the balmy embrace of summer, a vision of timeless elegance emerges – a captivating woman, around 40, exuding grace. Her attire, a delicate summer dress, dances gently in the breeze that whispers through. The sun-kissed shore frames this enchanting scene, where the rhythmic cadence of the waves complements her serene presence. Each strand of her hair flirts with the wind, a harmonious dance echoing the tranquil sea's embrace. The sunlight creates a soft glow, illuminating her features with a timeless radiance. It's a portrait of beauty and serenity, where age gracefully intertwines with the vibrant allure of the sea.
Negative: cartoon, painting, drawings
Style: Photographic
