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Soooo...after several years, I decided to give writing a try once more. Needed something to distract myself. Don´t expect this shit to be good x3 Not even sure whether there will be another part. Maybe. Maybe not. Dunno... Beachside training Today was a sunny day... "Huff...huff...huff..." As in: a perfectly sunny day. With no fog, no clouds, nothing at all obstucting the hot afternoon sun as it was burning down on the beach and sea below. Perfect indeed to lie down on the warm sand and work on a tan... "Huff...huff...puff..." Perfect also to go for a quick dip in the sea or to eat some ice cream – preferably in the shade of one of the palm trees or a large parasol... "Huff...huff – Ohh-fuck...all this!" Tracers body slumped against the back wall of a small, beachside kiosk, advertising the sale of such delicious treats – if it weren´t for the fact that it was closed! Indeed, the only thing today´s hot and sunny weather definitely was not perfect for...would be jogging. I can´t believe I have to torture myself like this! I mean this can´t be healthy, right? Running around in this heat? It was a question the brunette girl had asked herself several times already. Each time with greater unwillingness to continue her supposed training program. Her eyes went out to the sea, the perfectly blue water, almost teasing her to go for a quick swim...and perhaps a quick, relaxing nap on the beach right after. .... Except that she couldn´t – not without risking yet another lecture from a certain doctor. "Oh no Lena, you gotta work on your stamina more. You gained some weight lately. As an Overwatch agent, you are required to stay in shape...ARE YOU SERIOUSLY CALLING ME FAT, YOU BLOODY HAG?!" Despite merely muttering under her breath, the last part came out more as suppressed yelling as the girl couldn´t help but vent her frustration by slamming her hand against the kiosk´s wooden planks. Calm down Lena, calm down...you know that Angela is right. You need to do this... Slowly and reluctantly, Tracer rose again from the ground, brushing some sand off her blue gym shorts. She had to carry on with her training – it couldn´t be that much more, right? Right?! A quick glance at her wrist-mounted health monitor led to disappointment however: You kidding me? Only three kilometers...? That couldn´t be true! It had to be at least five! There was no way she only jogged that far... Yet there was no denying hard numbers... "Rubbish! At this rate I´ll spend the entire afternoon doing Angela´s stupid training!" Tracer clenched her fist, finally coming to a decision: She´d rather face the disappointed lecture from Angela yet again, than waste this entire afternoon running off her alleged pudginess! Determined, she turned towards the row of large palm trees, lining the upper half of the beach. Sure, she had no towel to lie on. But for just a little nap, she was more than fine resting on the naked sand.... ...naked.... Her lips shaped into a mischievous little grin as that idea crossed her mind. After all, there were surprisingly few people at the beach, considering the perfect weather. Perhaps that explains why that bloody kiosk was closed! And even if someone saw her getting naked, what did she care? If people wanted to stare, so be it. She chuckled as she dashed across the warm sand, towards the shade of the trees, already fumbling around with her jersey and pulling it over her head as she ran. Boobs are...FREE! "Lena?! What are you- WATCH OUT!!" A familiar voice reached her ears as she was running with the jersey blocking her view for a couple of brief yet fatal seconds. Wait, isn´t that- "Waaaahhh!" Next she felt was her right foot stumbling over something and next moment – the fall. "Ooof!" At the very least, the impact was rather soft on the sand. Yet even without seeing, Tracer knew that this had to be one of her more awkward moments as she laid there, flat and face down in the sand. I really hope I didn´t actually trip over another person...oh please, don´t make this any more awkward.... The brunette could feel soft steps next to her and a warm hand placed on her back. "Lena? Are you...hurt?" "Nope. I´m fine...sorry." And now, at last, she recognized the voice. "...Mei? That you? Are you hurt?" Lena felt a soft tug on her top, which was still stuck around her head and the same gentle hand from her back now pulling it off of her. Still embarrassed, she rolled around on her back, looking up into the other girls soft and cute face. "I´m okay. Don´t worry. You...kinda tripped over me but I guess you didn´t see me with your...shirt..." Despite the situation, Tracer couldn´t help but smirk as a deep, red blush appeared on Mei´s face. "Umm, Lena....? You´re...not wearing a bra...?" "Like I need one for these two baby oranges~" Immediately she could feel her eyes being tied to the much more impressive cleavage of the girl above her. Now those are some top-tier watermelons...

Hey everyone. Inspired by Duffman's Novel AI posts I started experimenting with image generation myself. Here's my best images from my trials. I'd like to play around with it a bit more, so feel free to leave some suggestions and I'll post the best ones. Cheers

The point of this thread is to post commissions you've bought. I'll start with mine and will continue to upload in the future. Please don't forget to credit your Artists >:c Artist: https://www.pixiv.net/users/28169126 Artist: https://www.pixiv.net/users/28169126 Artist: [email protected]

Has anyone come across any Overwatch wetting in any art or comics yet. Huge props to anyone that knows about some, I would love to see it. I think I posted this in the right place and I had a search before I posted this and didn't find anything.