Mirandas Odyssey (continuation of A beneficient bite)
Her breasts had grown to ff and her belly was so big and round that it outmatched those of sumo ringers. her labia had swollen to the size of a inner tube of a bicycle tire. i stood up slowly and touched her belly.
Hawk Kawk (Scene 4, Take 1)
As if a sumo wrestler worked out five times a week. the floor boards would creak as he shifted from talon to talon, it was a surprise he didn't scratch up the smooth wooden finish.
Showered By Pong
It lasted for fifteen seconds, and the power of it blew some furries off their footpaws instantly, like a sumo wrestler just slapped their belly at them.
Shattered Shards: Myshelle's Medicine II
She was built rather like a sumo wrestler, not exactly fat, but not exactly athletic either. the term 'solid' seemed to describe her build better. myshelle could feel muscle beneath the satyr's smooth skin. she was rather pretty, actually.
The Black Wolf (M/M) (BDSM) (Furry Fans?!)
Terry coughed, back so sore that it almost felt good, like he'd been massaged by a sumo wrestler. "you interfered with me," the black wolf said, and his voice was completely inhuman.
Summer Camp part I - the Egg Race
Locking his knees and widening his stance to what looked like a beginners sumo pose, his slow advance was ground to a halt. louis knew exactly what to do.
Dragons of Science - Part 5
Apparently other creatures had taken to the giant league of sumo wrestling, and all were doing their best to be the biggest and best around.
Missing What You Never Had
He brought his arms forward, ready to catch ritan's mass, as if he were expecting sumo technique after that belly heft. ritan closed the distance, standing fully upright.
Carolyn & Chesterfield's Crazy Corporate Cartoon
Her fingers and toes were now more akin to sausages than digits, her arms and legs looking like they belonged on a sumo wrestler. still she grew as the gas stretched her body out of proportion.
Revenge of the Rodents
Despite looking like he could sumo wrestle professionally and reign undefeated, he was wearing a neatly pressed double-breasted suit with a bowtie of all things. what was he? a wall street bigshot? a lawyer?
Growing Pains
Even still, hundreds of pounds of scrotum mash him to the ground with the weight of a sumo wrestler, straining muscles and bones, and slowly suffocating the helpless wolf morph as he yelps helplessly out to someone, anyone to save him.
No Cleaning Deposit
"sumo!" byt howled in turn, charging. the two wolves slammed into one another, byt shoving etern a step back, then another. etern growled before he lifted his arm, let byt slip forward and brought him into a headlock.