Pastry Prilodeoren (Part 2 of 2)
He at first thought it was just his wobbling body, but as he watched the limited area before him moving as well, he realized the entire room was moving downwards.
Process Overflow
A faint blush warmed his face as he wobbled against his own bulk, a vain gesture that only drove his immobile reality home.
The French Confection - Prologue to Ep. 6 (BBW, weight gain)
Her portly calves wobbled in her boots. as she stood, her gut sloshed with a long evening's worth of greasy chips and bubbly, caffeinated sugar. "gurp," she burped carelessly, mentally fatigued and ready to pass out. she lifted her shirt up to her bust.
Macro Weed
Alkali merfed, and wobbled back and forth a bit before standing back up, grabbing his own bag and dusting himself off. "crazy canine..."
Craig Meets Kent & Devon
"but when you're back here," he gave one of his rump cheeks a slap, sending a wobble through his plump frame.
A Reason They're Called 'Washbears'
The lap fell away and he felt himself wobble and sway without support... but it wasn't disorienting. it just felt... right.
Maychin request: A bet's a bet
With little wobbles in his steps, knuckles made his way towards the struggling hedgehog. he held the lower part of the hedgehog's shirt and pulled it upwards, freeing sonic's huge head.
Scorch
Surely people below saw the outwards explosion of glass, but nobody saw a lowly human being carried off by a big fat wobbly dragon. scorch quickly gained altitude, and put me up atop his neck to better enjoy the ride.
Chapter 9: Domestic Affairs
Cally sighed as her breasts wobbled free of the modest constriction of the heavy apron, hanging heavily with her milk.
How To Juice A Mellon
The gap between the foot of the bed and the wall vanished and opened instead on the head of the bed, and maple promply fell into the gap as her breasts wobbled violently, slapping against either wall several times.
The French Confection - Episode 3 (BBW, SSBBW, Stuffing, WG)
It bobbed over her the furious wobbles of her stomping legs. she marched her fat ass to the front of the warehouse, bolting--as fast as she could at her weight--for the exit. she moaned, "moar . . . moar fooood!!" wait.
Mowing the Lawn
The cub's eyes centered down on the invitingly pucker and the fat, swaying balls that wobbled left and right with each simple movement. he felt his mouth go dry.