Crocs of the Leather Stick Together 5 - Piscatorial Pirates
Rool turned him around slowly on the hot meat, lifted up slightly before sinking back down once more to now feel the musclegut rubbing on his tail and back.
Merrill County Jail
He was cut off when the musclegutted arcanine pressed his foot down on the fox's stomach and shifted his weight.
Cougar Claude's Lion Rape
I usually wouldn't talk to folks i don't know in this situation, but he was hot and butch, a musclegut lion with a thick brown mane and sexy hazel eyes. i went in and paid for my gas and decided to pee while i was there.
Study Aid
Sat in an armchair was harold loomis, a stallion with an impressive musclegut that trent couldn't help but stare at every now and then in class "ah, mr. and young wilson, i'm glad you could make it" loomis greeted the two elephants.
Lykanpedia interactive introduction
Each plump juice pec sporting a nipple the size of a human skull followed by the ten rows of baseball size nubs on his muscular ten pack musclegut.
CFS 2: Wolf Elixir
Zdar grabbed ario's musclegut and she jiggled it back and forth with her hand. "i mean, with this wolf elixir you could have this lovely pudge grow even bigger. i think that would be wonderful for both of us. don't you agree?" "mrr, a bigger stomach eh?
Rocketing Up in Size
Every muscle was tensing in unison before the last of his cum splattered onto his musclegut. he panted at the most intense orgasm he had ever achieved before pulling out his dildo, still not realizing just how much it grew.
Straight Daddy Blackmail
He stood in front of the doorway...i faced him...he grabbed that slab of canine meat and gave it a stroke, his musclegut spilling out of the now open coveralls, showing a taut sleeveless white t-shirt over it. good god.
Roleplay: We went to mall today ! Appear.
It's called musclegut. almost the shape of a sumo wrestle. isn't that obese. but, surely big. r.z. say: >w< c.v. say: to be honest. i have body shape between a fatfur and a muscle fur. the muscles and fat are combined.
Moving Day
His massive musclegut was hanging over the waist of a pair of jeans, his only clothing, the lighter tan color fur of his muzzle wearing a friendly smile.
Forty Miles East of Cornett, Texas
God knows that he was the sort to attract attention; it wasn't every day that people saw a musclegutted six foot seven sylveon in a leather jacket and combat boots.
The Party That Disappeared - Part 1 (Vore Story)
The goat was definitely a bona fide musclegut, and the fact that he was undressing right in front of nick? well, it was all a bit too much, and the fox didn't even know what he wanted to do...