Underneath
He nearly choked on pizza from the moan that came of that, as the motion sent his stomach sloshing, and in turn it shifted all of its weight down onto the large fatpad beneath it.
Close Quarters
My efforts were rewarded with a massive fatpad covered in brown fur spilling out over my muzzle. i rooted around in the softness of his flab till i found the much firmer stub of his cock, which radiated layers and layers of accumulated musk.
A Life of Feeding
I swallowed, and he was ready with another mouthful for me, stuffing it in as i felt his stiff cock sliding between my thighs, grinding against the fatpad that had swallowed my own dick months ago. "eat. be happy.
Alf's New Life
Before, i'd had...well, technically it was an average-length cock, but the growth of my pubic fatpad had left it almost completely buried. at least, until i'd met the fox, after which that last half-inch was quickly lost to my unbounded growth.
Morning Thunder (Thighs)
Quincy was obviously hard at this point, but with how small he was, coupled with his gargantuan fatpad, the only thing bulging in his underwear was the massive fupa that eclipsed his dick.
Koopa Kompanion
He pressed his nose against his fatpad and took a deep inhale. the raccott didn't shower since last night and the smell of stale urine and musk intermingled in a almost intoxicating scent, that sent even more blood rushing to the koopa's loins.
Feeding Libido
Damon ordered the cow didn't need to be told twice as he pulled his jock aside, his dick jumping at attention albeit mostly buried in his fatpad. aero lowered himself to his knees, taking the length into his mouth.
Fox Furnace
His meager cockhead spurted pathetic, watery bouts of semen into his massive fatpad as the continuous plume of noxious gas pressed against his prostate, milking the last bit of manhood and pride from his failed loins.
Revenge is a Dish Best Served Fat: Part 2
Toby's loins--now buried beneath a thick fatpad--burned as he fell to his knees behind marley, buried his muzzle between marley's massive asscheeks, and took a deep, quivering breath.
Turns Out My Boyfriend Is A Feeder… & I Love It!
He’d caress and rub and grab and squeeze my thighs, my moobs and fatpad. he’d kiss all over my face and body until i was rock hard then wrap his tongue around my cock, cup by balls and suck me off until i was drained.
What Happens In Las Pegasus...
As if following orders, lack-a-daisy's apple-sized balls drew up towards the fatpad he called a crotch. his thick shaft surged, twitching wildly as his moans grew to a crescendo. to call what happened next an eruption would be underselling.
Acquired Taste (Furball Chapter 2)
He did have them around his dimpled knees, however, and his free paw was struggling to wrap around his bloated midsection to reach for the nub of cock left uncovered by his fatpad.