Marcus Lane - Chapter Fourteen
Frank had a muscular chest, but he knew he probably wasn't any match for ralph. he smiled to himself and shook his head. the doberman really had no idea what he had gotten himself into and frank almost felt sorry for both of them.
Spell Casting [PTRN][RWD]
His sumptuous limbs caked on muscle mass like it was drawn to them, giving him a bulky, top-heavy look that he actually kinda loved - kinda _really_ loved!
Invitation Accepted [PTRN][RWD]
He could feel his pants fighting a similar battle as his thighs thickened out into balls of muscle that any bunny would be proud to have. and how it all felt so _good_!
Training [PTRN][RWD]
No other muscle on his arms could compete with the enormity that those horseshoes became. and speaking of his torso, that also exploded magnitudes larger than it did before.
Horsing around
Sure almost reached two meters in height and had the physique of a bodybuilder, but her breasts and curves gave off the impression that she had just entered puberty, combined with her chipped front tooth and slight lisp, she was simply a peach to be around
Full Body Workout [COM]
He shifted his legs in such a way his rear entrance was more open, displaying his pucker to the other bodybuilder. the thick rod then pressed against his delicate ring of muscle, smearing the pre oozing from the tip all over his quivering hole.
1 - Fateful Encounter
So this is a little interesting, my little brother Avernakis (Frosty) asked me to make a story of us, and my usual Fursona is Mishka the Husky. Written in 2 days, a total of... maybe an hour and a half? Well, either way, this is the first part of a...
Rescue Mission
I had never seen that muscular white horse with golden long hair before in my life. judging by his sleeveless shirt showing his muscular biceps and his trekking shorts he was probably some sports nut. "what is it, carlos?"
Aftereffects [COM]
Tens of pounds of thick muscle mass added to his frame every second, though his rising height pushed the rate higher and higher.
Blacksad: Skin to Skin [TSR]
Having his upper half be unveiled in such a regard got weekly's blood pumping, though the tenseness that he felt popped his muscles out more than he thought they could. "and exciting, i guess." "what about this, then?"
Blacksad: Skin to Skin [PTRN]
Blacksad opted for a classic combination of some pitch-black gym shorts with a white muscle shirt, feeling a bit awkward clad in something that he'd never worn before.
The Allure of Getting Big [PTRN][RWD]
His back grew mountainous as the peaks of each muscle group rose high above the valleys between them.