A Dragon Slayer's Heart: Chapter 12 -Crimson Vengeance-

You look rather fond of the lard." "why i--" the announcer began to roar, his face flushed into a deep red, his fists balling up in anger. "enough.....it is time..." a deep voice said, pulling them both closer with a powerful grip.

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Escape from Zootopia - Chapter 5 (BBW, Vore)

She wrapped her duffel bag arms under them and pulled them inward, wrapping their lard around her obese face. once her second breast cleared the doorway, her hips covered more than two thirds of the back seat.

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Business Manager in a Barn Chapter 13

Well maybe not the cheap fast food ones where you practically got a slab of lard fried in fat. when he took a bite however, he found that it tasted delicious.

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It all Started with a Second Coffee Ch 3

He wanted to know that he would go hungry because the ball of lard that was his best friend was so controlled by his stomach. the fox had to run to the bathroom again.

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Burping Toriel

Her calves bore plentiful, wobbly lard, while her thighs squashed together, even as she splayed her legs wide. her vast hips gathered in curvy slopes on the two chairs under her.

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Favors

The fox couldn't bring himself to fully admit defeat though, even as the seemingly endless stream of calories continued to flow into him like a river of pure lard. he still struggled, squirmed, and tried to fight...

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Good Ol' Boys

The mephit at this point was close to immobility, a massive hefty mass of lard amply filling nothing but a pair of overalls and a straw hat.

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An Outing with Mattock

Musky is all set for a good weekend of being an immobile tub of lard, but mattock decides a change of venue might be in order.

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Summer Break

Plopping next to the musky ball of lard only made him feel more hazy, but he couldn't get himself to flinch anymore. he opened the fresh can and brought it to his lips, and let the cold drink flow through down his throat.

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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.

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The Orphan and the Priest Chapter 2

Afterward, i stuck around a little and saw him get punched around and called names like, "lard ball," "sanctimonious fatass," and "catholicboy" the last with a derogatory undertone.

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A story of panda love

"mmmmmmm" enjoying those man boobs all his lard was now clets! "moaning and closing his eyes in great pleasure." your so good dear! kargrash said.

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