Dogs and Cats
He seemed quite in shape, save for a beer belly. "touch him and it'll be you i stick next." he said as he loaded another tranquilizer into his rifle.
Have a Drink, Tauros
He had never been a fat guy, but he did have a little bit of a beer gut. but as his new, thicker bovine fingers reached down out of reflex to pull his shirt back down, he found that there was 'less' of him than he remembered.
Big Ben
Ben was built like a football player, a lineman, with a beer gut typical of male bears. the giant bear was so hot...a god. i could only pant wordlessly as my dick positively throbbed. big ben began to unbuckle his belt.
Tech Support
It was obvious the male was a bit of a blue collar worker, the beer belly a dead give-away, "yeah, come in. my fuckin' kid bought me this thing an' i don't know shit about it."
Longing: Chapter 11
He wore a trucker's cap, and his beer belly had not shrunk, (thankfully it hadn't grown much either) and he wore a stained, white collar shirt. he smelled of alcohol, but thanks to anastasia, lucas had grown accustomed to it.
Goldenmane Chapter VIII: You Wont Even Notice the Product Placement
The mouse nodded and drained his beer. "gut. well, i have a contact willing to talk...we need to go meet him. he wants to meet you somewhere safe." "fine, we can meet at the hotel..." "no, he wants to meet at the hauptbahnhoff..."
Wolf am I
A tall, broad-shouldered, beer-bellied horse sits down next to us, his tail flicking through the slats on his coat. both of us stay quiet, nice and easy.
The Sekkusu World
A common theme-most of them had quite the beer gut. but it's expected; half the city's let themselves go in favor of drinking and partying over staying fit and going to the gym. not like it matters to him.
The Flavor of Love 2 : Size Matters
Bailey shifted to his human form and looked down at his hefty beer belly and slight moobs. he could feel a double chin form when he looked down like that, and he grinned and shook his belly.
Tail Raiser
He had more of a beer keg than a beer belly poking out from the space between his shirt and jeans. "hey there, cupcake." he raised an empty highball glass and wiggled it back and forth at barnaby's eye level.
Workplace Conflicts. Part One.
The light glistened off the buck boy's engagement ring as he lifted his dainty hands to tunu's bare chest, rubbing down his sternum and beer gut before arriving at his belt, undoing it without a care.
Loaded For Bear
His beer belly filled the vest out and then some, with the overhang of his gut cresting the waistband of his underwear in what could have possibly made up for his indiscretion.