Dancing with Yourself
"just some special magic~" peeka smiled and held onto josh's new love handles as she guided him around the dance floor. with every pound of fat added to his frame, he found it more and more of a challenge to move.
Tiles & Technicalities
Wes responded by wrapping his legs around the mephit's love handles. without breaking the kiss, the fox adjusted his angle of attack with an ease borne from tireless study, lining things right up.
Meet Me in the Maze (Patreon)
His stomach and love handles were a bit pudgy and stuck out from his form, but in all his stature was quite intimidating. having kept a vigilant eye out for anyone coming by, he zebra was quite happy and flashed a grin.
Meet Me in My Tent (Patreon)
His arms and chest were well defined, and despite his love handles being wide and malleable he wasn't nearly as out of shape as he looked. in all, he seemed to fit the description of a farmer to a tea. "y-you weren't supposed to find those pics..."
Demonetized
He blinked, grabbing his love handles in both hands and giving them a solid shake, sending his flab into motion like a sea of jello. it did seem smaller; if anything, it seemed to shrink down slightly with every jiggle.
Unexpected Massage
His claws grip onto the other male's love handles as far back as he can without trying to dig his fingers into the shell and gropes firmly. "just gonna be keeping it tight on you for a while, scout."
Take Aim
I felt his fall onto my hips, covered only by my boxers and my t for now, and he grasped my thankfully love-handle-free sides. he gasped cutely into my maw when my mane tickled his neck.
Meredith Squeaky Kitty (Commission)
My love handles, as it were? well, they're quite literal (laughs). i was part of a mass produced line. something to be spammed for sales or special gala events. personally, i found that boring. so much that i decided to make a few changes.
It's All Because of You
It's your love handles too, and that bit of pudge you call so unflattering, and it's your lazy eye, and the chipped tooth, it's that thing you keep between your legs that you're all too hasty to label 'below average'. the insinuation makes me laugh.
Getting Bounced Around
Smirking, he shifted his hips forward and dragged his hands back around the curve of his belly, back to his love handles. he re-adjusted to get his thumbs around back and pushed down his hips nearly to his thighs.
Morning Thunder (Thighs)
His love handles, his belly, his moobs, even the fat under his arms. not an inch was left unexplored by the cat while his dick pulsed and drooled more and more pre between the rat's thighs.
Too Big To Fit
Often, his paws would slide down to the love handles which rested on his thick, quaking thighs.