Fat Pool Fun
Buddy's paws gently caress my fat midsection. i think he even plays with my fat a bit. "does someone love worshipping my belly?" i tease him a bit. a muffled "mhm" is what i get in response.
Fat Raccoon Poem
fat raccoon poem a new day begins and i start to train a big fat round ton, is what i wish to gain the stripes on my shirt, they make me look round but soon i'll be sitting for-ever on the ground i'm just a pup now, but i want to be big
Fat Fox Poem
fat fox poem awaking again with a stretch and a yawn i start to notice just how fat i have grown my belly, it bulges, i were it with pride even though i'm beginning to outgrow my hide i wash my soft fur with water so cool thinking of breakfast
Fat Moose #2
#2 of fat moose fat moose and the slutnski twins... "dude... that wuz like... great!" pavel exclaimed as he ran up to his brother, giving him that uniquely jock rump pat thing.
Fat Moose #1
#1 of fat moose fat moose and the zebra the short powerfully built moose smiled, as he wandered through the frat party. silently listening to all the conversations, as he sipped his beer.
Fat Fucking Bunnies
His nose pressed into the fatty pubic area and through the musky scented fur well before the fat cock could get into his throat but the rabbit didn't complain.
Fat Moose #4
#4 of fat moose morning after the party the big jock grunted, as he awoke with bright sunlight on his muzzle. the sleek black feline rolled over, and covered his aching head with one well-muscled arm.
Fat Moose #3
The horny moose's fat cock plunging in and out of the young feline's debauched asshole savagely. "ummmmm!" fat moose moaned in delight... as the young felines hot tight anus milked his cock.
Fat Beyond Words
#17 of quick fetish blurbs (series) is there a word to describe how fat you've become? words like superchub or morbidly obese or even blob don't do it justice. teases like wide-load or lardass can't properly detail your bloated, blubbery form.
The Fat Hat Poem
#11 of quick fetish blurbs (series) there once was a man named matt he owned a beautiful hat but on a night late he ate and he ate now he's too fat for his hat
Fit Feeding Fat
Stuffed, heavy, panting; your mouth sore from all the food you've chewed in the past hour alone. You feel the gentle paw of your muscular tiger running over your dangerously stuffed gut. "Come on now, just a few more packs, you're almost...
A Fat Night at Freddy's
He could hear foxy sigh and feel a deep tremble run through all the fat as his tongue made contact with the fat, pink doughnut.