Consequences
Even licking them; manhandling his less than limber limbs towards his face and allowing him to nuzzle and kiss and tenderly lap at his smooth arches and warm, plump pads. his obsession was undeniable. he knew it was happening.
Butterscotched
She was like a big, squishing marshmallow, but he could feel strength beneath the pudgy padding, flexing taut as she worked to pleasure him, humming a little tune he knew well, the vibrations tingling at his dick.
Gang War Finale
Where yesterday she'd been simply bulging, engorged with prey, now she was pleasantly plump, padded in all the perfect ways, kicking up her usual shapely form into something mythical, something truly excessive yet balanced for all its excess.
The Super Cruise
It's sheer mass was now resting on her knees, her old fat padding barely enough cushion for the mass of her stomach which her hide was stretched tightly across.
Café Plaisir - The Shepherd
She sank down again as he tightened the restraints, her body supported entirely by the two fat padded holsters.
The Limits
Two caretakers had to service her tummy at a time, one stroking the thick fat pad of her paunch while another ran two hand down the firmer fat coating her ribs down to the soft pad which jiggled at her solar plexus.
Free-of-charge, post-workout relief
At his groin - still throbbing, unceasingly - the small creature first pressed into his inguinal fat pads, tending to internal musculature eryx didn't know the names for, then folded the towel back to reveal his member, leaned down, and while its paws slowly
Stranded Part IV
Also fortunate was the fact that betsy's tail head had developed into a thick, fatty pad. the bites still hurt... a lot - betsy was not in any form a rough houser by nature - but at least they weren't hitting anything vital.
Steamed Veggies
The little piggirl showed no signs of discomfort, even as the prongs sank down through her now rather dried out skin and even further through the layers of fat padding the limb.
Sharyenna's Penance
Indeed, the gap between the fat padding rising over the mounds of neck fat flowing up to the crown of his skull and the ceiling of the tunnel was looking very narrow now.
Solehunde
You drew your hands away from silver's paws in order to spread them in an uneasy shrug, noticing his lack of inclination to move and feeling the fat pads bounce with your shoulders. "i might have already, for all you know."
Stranded Part III
He sat primly before his pregnant mate, puffing out his chest even more than the heavy fat padding already did until he looked like an overfed pigeon strutting himself for a female; which, in truth wasn't far from the mark.