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Futa

Futa AI art by Senju on PixAI. Made with Tsubaki.3 Flash.

Published on Nov 12, 2026

Senju

2girls, desk, office, girl sitting, sitting sideways, chair, wooden desk, white dress shirt, sleeves rolled to the elbows, black pencil skirt, bare legs, dark tights, flat shoes, tired expression, half-closed eyes, dark circles under eyes, looking at monitor, computer monitor, keyboard, hands on keyboard, typing, slouched posture, leaning on elbow, cheek resting on palm, messy bun, loose hair strands, tall female, futanari, transparent, ghost, translucent skin, see-through body, standing behind, standing, huge penis, 90cm penis, penis on lap, penis resting on thighs, arms at sides, hands on shoulders, faceless, faint outline, monitor glow, blue screen light, dim office, night, shadows, window blinds, coffee mug, papers, cables, from side, profile, dutch angle, cowboy shot, foreshortening, depth of field, glossy rendering, soft lighting, warm highlights, airbrushed skin, smooth gradients, intimate, sensual, tired, quiet dread, spoken_heart The view is a three-quarter side angle from slightly behind and below eye level, tilted a few degrees into a dutch angle so the desk edge cuts diagonally across the lower frame; the girl in the shirt sits in profile to the camera, hips square to the desk, torso twisted a quarter turn toward the keyboard, one knee crossed over the other under the pencil skirt's hem. Her right forearm is planted on the desk edge, elbow bent, the side of her cheek pressed into her palm so the skin of her face flattens slightly against it; her left hand lies flat on the keyboard, fingers splayed over the keys, and her right hand rests loose on the desk with the mouse untouched beside it. Her eyes are half-lidded and fixed on the monitor's glow, brows drawn faintly together, mouth slightly open on a tired breath, a strand of dark hair fallen out of her loose bun across her cheek. The monitor throws cold blue light across her face, her collar and the tops of her thighs, and this cool light is the dominant source; behind and above her a warm dim ceiling lamp rims the transparent figure in amber, its glow falling away into the dark corners of the room. Behind her chair, growing out of the shadow between the window blinds and the bookshelf, stands the second girl: tall, her head clearing the seated girl's crown by a full head, her body a translucent glass-like silhouette in which the blind slats and the far wall stay visible through her torso and hips; her outline is only faintly brighter than the dark behind it, denser at the edges, thin as breath at the center, and she has no face to read, only the pale suggestion of a jaw and the long shape of her loose hair hanging weightless. She stands with her weight on one long leg, hip canted, her arms hanging loosely down so both hands rest lightly on the seated girl's shoulders — palms flat, fingers relaxed, a slight downward pressure. From her hips a single heavy shaft projects forward and down, the full length of it laid across the seated girl's lap: it crosses over the pencil skirt from hip to knee, its underside compressed flat against the taut fabric, the skirt dimpling under its weight and the cloth stretched into shallow folds at either side. The seated girl does not look back; her gaze never leaves the screen, and the only acknowledgment of the contact is the small tight set of her jaw and the way her left hand has stopped moving on the keys. The room is small and closes in: the desk's near edge in soft foreground blur, the monitor a bright rectangle, the chair back crossing in front of the standing girl's thighs so her lower body passes behind it, the blinds striping the back wall in thin horizontal bands. Contact points are exact — the seated girl's forearm on the desk, her hip against the chair, her shoe flat on the floor, the shadow's palms on her shoulders, the shaft resting its whole weight along the skirt — and the shadow's translucent body occludes the bookshelf while the bookshelf shows through her. Colour is a narrow harmony: cold blue-white from the screen, warm amber from the lamp, charcoal and black in the skirt and the darkness, the shirt a pale luminous white that catches both lights at once, skin blended with soft warm gradients and airbrushed highlights along the cheekbone and the collarbone. A small hand-drawn heart floats alone in a bubble beside the shadow's faceless head. Exhausted, quietly intimate.

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