
@generalpha
Prompt
In the midst of the jungle's symphony, a moment of profound understanding unfolded between them. "We don't have to be apart," Megan proposed, her touch sending shivers down Riley's spine. "We could be a Pair if you turn out to be a Beta." A "Pair" in the jungle referred to two Betas who shared a desire to serve the same Alpha, their bond unbreakable. A mischievous grin spread across Riley's face. "You'd be my Jungle Queen," he playfully suggested, envisioning the strength and sensuality Megan wo
doubles, twins, entangled fingers, Worst Quality, ugly, ugly face, watermarks, undetailed, unrealistic, double limbs, worst hands, worst body, Disfigured, double, twin, dialog, book, multiple fingers, deformed, deformity, ugliness, poorly drawn face, extra_limb, extra limbs, bad hands, wrong hands, poorly drawn hands, messy drawing, cropped head, bad anatomy, lowres, extra digit, fewer digit, worst quality, low quality, jpeg artifacts, watermark, missing fingers, cropped, poorly drawn
2 years ago
Model
SDXL
Guidance Scale
7
Dimensions
832 × 1248

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