Dream of Power - Story Commission
Seeing that his once beefy body, had become a massive lard ball. his body now like a hog full of sweat and grease. that monster belly gurgling as he erupts with more belches and farts blowing out of both sides.
Weighting to test pt2
Micky placed the bottle to his lips and began to drink, it tasted of grease and lard mixed into one revolting concoction and took every fibre of strength micky had to not spit it across the floor.
Feedee in a Feeder's Land (BBW, Slob, Humiliation, Stuffing)
On the other hand, miyu's thighs were tremendous, thick with lard that spread around her and sunk her into the couch. she also wore dark grey pants, and they were practically glued to her.
My Huge Crush
Eric certainly took his time to tease adam as much as he could, jiggling his lard and such. "i think it's time to stop stalling." he said, grinning. after a few second, he let his belly drop.
Weighty Consequences
lard-thickened hips strained the waistband of the dragon's flannel pajama pants to the point vero felt amazed his bulbous backside hadn't simply ripped open the back seam of them when he had bent down to look under the couch.
Thick and Thick Outro
It was a bit stronger than normal, though with the fourteen balls of air, lard, cum, water, food, and other furs it was likely to be the rise in temperature.
Pillows
They were polar opposites in build; one laden with muscle and one with lard. they both loved it that way though, and one another as their eyes stayed locked for a few more moments before the wolf moved his muzzle towards the leomon's.
Pinned
Realizing his position, his arousal doubled over, and his cock throbbed out of sight behind the wall of coon lard pinning him down.
Weekly Writing Prompt: After the Accident
That son of a bitch rhino, i said 'probably some of that lard oozing off yer ass," and his dad laughed after he said that. no, kurt wanted to be away from that. they asked him about his girlfriend too.
All Along
It's a comforting routine: the steady drone of the pig's vibrator muffled by its diaper and the overhang of its belly; the endless soft rolls of lard you lean into, listening to the weakening beat of its heart; the everpresent scent of its musk, its cum, and
Massages
He was fat, he knew it, and he relished it as he could feel the heft of his calves, the fat on his biceps, the blubber on his cheeks, the lard that had grown into nearly three chins on his face all move at once.
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.