Bet your ass!
Looking up past his muscled belly she saw his eyes wide in surprise, along with a hushed "what the fuck?" from someone and "is that what i think it is?" from someone else.
From the Inside Out
He panted deeper and deeper as his belly rounded out more, filling with fat and muscle, forming a small muscle gut. his pecs sagged as well, taking on even more fat than muscle.
Becoming Daddy's Son
The muscle-gut otter groaned blissfully as he felt the form of one of his little bros filling his gut. he opened his eyes, pupils round as any of the other otts' in jack's home, and thudded his powerful rudder into the couch behind him.
Business Meeting
Still all sweaty from his workout session, the fur covering his impressive muscle-gut was almost shining. his jockstrap down his knees, and a hand rubbing up and down his stiff manhood, he smirked at his employee.
Chapter 21: Eternal Slave
She took his leash, slowly pulling him near, and he shuffled forward on his knees, bound wrists behind his head, muscular belly trembling with anticipation.
Muscle Musk of the Dead
Feeling over his new body, he didn't know what happened as he felt down his swelling pecs, easily able to make them bounce with his new found muscles, caressing down his muscle gut and over to his crotch.
Professor Lion's Assistant
The professor's assistance grinned as he slowly undid the buttons to his lab coat, revealing his muscular arms and torso as well as his round, solid muscle gut, "oh, i'm sure he can..."
Coach's Boys - Chapter 18: Benched
Above that, marcos could see a slight muscle gut peeking out under the hem of a white, long-sleeve half-zip pullover.
Hypnovember 10 - Gentle
He began to rotate the tanuki so he lay flat on his back, but still had his ear pressed to the tiger's muscle gut. "good boy. nine pages left. next is your leg. again--you're just gonna let it drop. no need to move it--you're not going anywhere."
Kral The Slut - Good Morning
Kral laid there half on the bed, his belly swollen out, giving him a bulging muscle gut, passing out from the pleasure with a large smile on his sweet mug. back in the shower...
Screwed
"you know i gotta leave to work soon, i really have to get myself into shape before that," he grumbled even as the rottweiler's paws played with his muscle gut belly and his own not so dormant sheath, the tip of his pink corkscrew of a boar dick already peeking
Never Mess with Wrestlers
The tightness of the hole, and each others throbbing cocks, sent the mated pair over the edge, they both unloaded deep into ace's no longer virgin hole, all while ace moaned and sprayed his own seed all over jason's muscle gut, and pecs.