A Moment
A button which controlled the contraption rested in his fat-swaddled paw, an appendage barely capable of even moving thanks to how tightly packed with lard it was.
A Helping Hand
With their middles distended so impossibly far, it was long since their clothes failed to cover the enormous balls of lard.
A Good Influence
Gawking at the violent undulations, kazan gaped at the gargantuan sack of lard sticking out a foot and a half in front of theo.
Otts
The snout was nearly gone, and two beady eyes were barely visible; even the ears were almost covered by an infringing roll of lard from the back of the blob's head. just to see it really made frank almost want to be sick in some rights, but in others...
No. 1 - Consumed
I release your doughy love handles and lower my paws, sliding them under the pliable lard into a warm fold between belly and thigh. with what strength i have, i push up and slide my muzzle in... my cold nose running along the underside of your blubber.
Expired Magic
People began filtering out of their homes shortly after the sounds of destruction ended to stare up at the gigantic, lard-laden behemoth of a dinosaur sitting where their neighbor's house had once been.
Blasphemy In The Den
He felt his brother grow very lard and saw his face take a dark pink tinge and his eyes shut forcefully. this is what he wanted and it got him hot. he quickly sat up and got next to michael. looking at him he whispered "look at me michael."
XCOM 2: Enemy Mine?
"mixed in wit' an extra servin' o' lard!" aiden stood still as he looked at cookie. "cookie, do we have any crackers left?" cookie nodded. "yep! gotta whole sleeve ri' here just in case! how many, two, three?"
Volunteering at Work
And i'm a tub of_ lard.
Pan
That was why he was there and why he was consuming a concoction of cheese, beans, lard, and beef ground up into a slurry that tasted somewhat like a chili-dog.
Body Shaming Ain't Cool - Commission for gomanfury
The swelling stopped at last, but not before she had been turned into a portly ball of lard so fat she couldn't sit down properly. her uniform was in tatters around her body, hanging on in places by only the threads.
Attack of the 50 Foot Anteater - Part 1 (BBW, Macro, Stuffing)
They were wider than her shoulders and filled with wobbling lard. she wore sweat pants that thinned in the middle of her rump; her growing and gaining was wearing the pants thin.