Careful what you buy.
Larger and larger did the petting grow his balls, till the ping pong sized testicles were the size of plump chicken eggs each. the skin of his sac stretched to accommodate the new size.
Raspberry Line Chapter 18
November passed by in a blink to emeral, primarily because she ping-ponged between spending her time with lyza and ket. she had been neglecting her best friend for quite a while.
Henry Rider: Clown Hunter, Chapter Sixteen
And even if it did," i patted the ping pong paddle on my belt, "i think i could handle it." to my surprise, that actually seemed to calm him down.
Act One Interlude: We Could See What Was Underneath
Galatea flicked a finger and a ping pong ball sized dollop of tart green honey hit him squarely on the nose. "honestly, dee," galatea sighed as he spluttered and sneezed and sniffled, "don't get jealous of your own sperm."
Valentine's Day 2020 Special—Roller Coaster of Love
._ her whiskers fluttered chaotically as the train approached the end of the drop, her ruined orgasm reduced to an annoying, rhythmic tingle that ping-ponged between her pussy and her womb.
Furry High Chapter 3: Welcome Home
The cheetah looked all around the backyard seeing the multiple pool chairs, a ping pong table, and even an above ground hot tub! he wished he could take off his clothes and jump right in, but his growling stomach got his attention more.
Burden of Beasts
The whole time he was saying it he was tapping the end of the flogger up against taurus's cock as if slapping a ping pong ball exciting taurus even more. "emmm emmmmm!!!! emmmm emmmmmm!!!" taurus moaned.
Superiority Chapter 9
There was a wolf watching news, and a none-too-intelligent looking wolf playing ping-pong by himself in the corner, but other than that, most were sleeping, or talking.
DigiJock of the Jungle
His testes went from ping pong ball sized to tennis ball size and his white penis went from a 2 inch erection to 4 inch one, filling out the strap.
Merry Christmas
"adult eating table, a converted ping-pong table. checked. kid's eating tables. every other surface we could find that would pass as a table. all checked.
Serval and Sheep (Chapter 40)
His hands remain on his face, jumping from forehead to cheek to chin to horns while his pupils dart from side to side, as if watching an imaginary game of ping pong. "uh-huh..." he breathes. "i mean, why would you lie about this?"
Take me out on a date, Mr. Fox.
It grew steadily, reaching the size of a ping pong now and still, the fox continuously pumped it in and out, making wet pops along the way. it soon grew to about the size of his clenched fist, pushing frustratingly against the mouse's rump.