Manageing shares
Slowly i worked my left paw under her belly, petting and stroking her underside. my other paw snaked around to where the plant was still pushing seeds into the unwilling host.
Big Cat Afternoon 2: Hugo has some fun
A bit of belly petting and leaving the probe-tip in place resulted in him relaxing after a moment and, with some gentle pressure, the end started spreading his pink pucker.
Dream Mates: Commissioned Fanfiction
Tobias reached out his hand and hovered it over artemis' belly. "pet-pet." artemis couldn't help but giggle. "hey, artemis, there's one last thing i want you to do for me." "what is it?" "i want you to wake up." "wake up?"
Callum's Ambush (Vore Story)
pet to have, for sure!
Aftermath 1-3
I did become a little more aware of it when i felt his paws on my belly, petting me. i purred louder as he did, feeling the paws travel down slowly to my sheath.
Turning the Tables
Then he moved up to her belly, petting and brushing her lightly toned abdomen as he complimented her figure once again. his hands moved even higher, until he reached her chest and removed the leather wrappings that covered her breasts.
Lean Protein
I want you to be my belly pet. i want you to serve my hunger, serve my needs. what do you have to say to that, meat?” “f-fuck, do really you mean it, sir? that you want me to be your pet, to be your meat? you want me to be your food?”
The Prince(ss) of Purrsia
Isn't that right, my spotted royal belly pet?" the mouse's belly let out an agreeable, gurgling groan right on cue, followed by a wet burp.
Story Snippet - Maddened Motherly Mandy
Mandy looked at the mirror, murrbling, "baby..." with a tired smile, her hands slipping down on either side of her belly, petting the baby's wet fur with her paws a brief moment before slipping them back to her hips to let kyle access to the baby once
The Institute: Beta Test
He ran his hands over his body, his fingers running trails through his chest hair, over the gentle swell of his belly, petted the expert braids in his beard, and he staggered, because a bare-bones skidsen was also a nude one, as naked as he had been before
Dreaming
I drank in the smell of squeamish fear like a fine cologne, and couldn't help myself as my treacherous paw started stroking gentle circles on his barely-clothed belly, petting him through the thin t-shirt.
Closing at Cozie's
One paw drifted lazily around her belly, petting the fur. she felt wonderfully gooey on the inside but still soft and fuzzy outside. he sat, drained but unspeakably giddy, looking down at himself.