Superhero Story: Fall of a Hero
Where once had been a tub of lard that jiggled at the slightest movement, with moobs that were bigger than most women's breasts, there was now a muscle-chub that was - admittedly - still fairly overweight, but with the muscle beneath it to back it up.
What's a Pilf?
John had been a hefty canine when he came over, but now he had passed straight into 'tub-of-lard' territory.
Doodle Stort: Wet Daydream
Craig remembered when his friend made fake breasts out of lard, but it was nowhere near what the real things were.
Through The Mud
The giant pile of lard groaned, used to the lack of effort, and raised his rump, giving meerkat access to what lay beneath, somewhat not questioning friends' decision.
Tales from Silicon City 21: Interrogation
Where did these lard balls even get a nullification collar anyway? her captors stood within arms' reach of her as she continued to squirm and fight with her restraints.
The Real Boss of the House
"nick, just to make sure he gets quite enough, think you can make up a lard mixture quickly?"
Time Off
"but boss, i swe-" "you have 5 minutes to get your lard ass out of here before i have lt. harris come here and do it for you, and you know how much he'd love to do that."
Whiskers And Wealth
Wake up, you piece of lard, and catch the mouse!" the green feline shook his head, suddenly regaining focus before seeing the fleeing rodent.
The Prince's Frustrated Pride
There'd better be more lard on it than there is on you." “whatever you wish, lustrousness," firk stammered, while a drop of slick fluid leaked out of his pitched loincloth.
Filling The Void
If someone didn't know sam, they would be sure that's a new kind of pokemon, maybe a mud or lard type. finally, sam entered the pot full of delicious, doughy strings and tossed most of it towards one with still-warm sauce.
Nice to Seat You ch. 1.7end
No way she would go for some dump truck full of lard like her. "crap." tulip nearly scared the elephant when her mumbling broke the silence. her hand was fussing to scratch under an armpit. "as nice as this day is, i don't like sand."
Tribal Frat
The massive orc groaned, tongue hanging out as he imagined this tubby boy as a lard ass orc. yeah, the tribe could use a fatty to breed... and he'd only be the first.