Training the Jock Part 2
No, you call me fatso and laugh when i puke. well if you want to be my bro, asshole, this is the way to do it. bent over with your ass mine for the taking. and i think that's what i'm gonna do."
Chapter 9
"it's worth a shot, thanks fatso~!" chi laughed along with chica and jogged towards the main building. "don't worry 'bout them." bonnie frowned, "they're just girls."
Pj and Pete chapter 11
"now, now don't you start getting so high and mighty fatso." pete huffed. "we're both pervs here after all. besides a fuck is a fuck and this slut here is one hell of a fuck. am i right?"
FATBlock
"you sure did fatso", one of the pichu brothers bluntly said to break the silence, in which pikachu jumped from the sudden appearance. pikachu looked at the two momentarily at in surprise, before frowning, "who are you, why are you in here?"
I Want to Watch You Fuck Your GF
There was a part of brandy, deep down inside, that took some offense to the words 'obese' and 'fatso' but randal's voice was so [i]fervent[/i] that she knew that those words were no insults, but worship.
Lucario's Pet Trainer
Having walked around the kanto region, the trainer wasn't a fatso in any regard. but even with his shirt removed, draber just couldn't get to sleep. "fuck it!"
The Bull and the Cow
This inevitably led to teasing and general isolation from the other little furs who nicknamed him such favorites as "fatso" and "fat cow", children being children.
Corpulent Culture
A few soft slaps across those cheeks would help to show the fatso who was boss. a few yips was all baxter needed, and then he'd pound jacob's fat ring.
The Inescapable Us - Chapter 5
"oy, fatso! did you and tom break up?" tom stopped. it was james's brother who had called out to dew, who had frozen in his tracks.
Brotherly Lust
And don't crawl over me while i'm sleeping anymore, fatso. you'll crush my baby." i pivoted like a batwing door when menna stormed past. i had to swing forward just to miss the whipcrack of her tail-tip.
Thus Spoke the Horse Cock
The light from the refrigerator illuminated his completely out-of-shape frame letting me for the first time to take a good look at the fatso i'd just politely asked for a good ol' fuck.
Zootopia Park 7/??
fatso! where are you at?!" the sound of the lone prisoner's voice echoed through the halls from only a few rooms away from the jail block. "hey! i'm not fat thank you, i'm..." he squeezed his cheeks. "just a little puffy."