Little Red Skatin' Hoodie
The entertainment system along the left-hand wall came into recognition, the beanbag at it's foot.. the low-settled table with it's mess and clutter seeming greater than usual, and the plush couch behind it.
Tina's Story Chapter 83 Obedience School - A Gray Muzzle story
The floor was padded, and there were a few beanbag pillows. it was then that he walked in. "he" was a massive mastiiff, with a german accent. "vell, vat do we haff here?" he carried a leather riding crop. he turned to his assistant.
IZ Fanfic: The Alien in the Backrooms (Reader x Pred)
Zim proceeds to plop down in the middle of a large beanbag chair located in the center of the room, then sighs and leans back. "gir! bring a snack to ziiim! now!" he barks towards the corner of the room.
An Empty Reality
There was a vanity dresser, a writing desk, a beanbag chair, two other doors that lead to who-knows-where, a bed large enough for either princess, and a bookshelf off in the corner by itself.
Filling Greta
Instead they had continued growing to the point they had rolled over the far edge of the bed and now rested partially on the floor, each one easily the size of a small beanbag chair.
The Dream
I raced into the back room and sat down on my beanbag chair, next to an arrangement of treasures i found mixed among the other potions. i unclipped my bra and removed my shorts, then chugged a potion at random.
Nature's Story: Family
Nature looked to the source; a keldeo was sat on a large beanbag, staring at the mightyena beside him. "c'mon..." the mightyena whined, tossing her head as she flicked her gaze around. "tell me. i'll keep a secret."
The Ryan Story Part IX
The man walked into a closet on the far side of the room and pulled out a huge beanbag like chair. he moved some chairs away from the table and tossed the beanbag down in their place, then shifted to his bipedal form.
Chapter Two
Spirit asked, from the midst of a particularly large beanbag. "as accepting as you, if not more; open, warm, friendly and trusting to a ridiculous degree.
Chapter 1: Getting Out of the Slump
There were about six coffee tables strewn about randomly and about four beanbags to a table, so you could sit in beanbags and just hang out. no wonder this place was popular.
Doing the Fun Thing
Justin pictured his brother on the beanbag again, moaning out as the large dog pounded him; the thought made his sheath swell. "oh, uh, kinda weird."
A Morning Stretch
He could feel the movement in his legs felt restricted and sure enough he could see the massive beanbag sized orbs of his balls jutting out from below him. "fuck" he said to no-one in particular as he checked his watch. "all this in just 7 hours?"