Ander - Chapter 7, Subchapter 15
The target: an overripe watermelon covered in flies and midges, balanced on top of a hay bale. the bolt hadn't just stuck halfway through like a regular arrow.
Hound Hardbodies
With his cock as long and thick as his forearms, a knot the size of a soccer ball, and watermelon balls his changes slow to a stop. he panted, catching his breath as the rovers stared on in amazement, and arousal.
Budding
"watermelon!" rebecca fiddled with the key in her palm. she'd grown used to wearing a chastity belt, letting the arousal build day in and out while the two women she lived with played.
Date at the park
If the sight in front of her was a sign and the watermelons pressing against her feet were another, she'd come over and over without end for the next hour at least.
Brood-filled Judy
He was a silver fox, eyes glowing green, completely naked, and fire-hydrant sized dick fully erect above watermelon sized balls, steam rising off of it.
A Fresh Beginning: Chap 3a(?)
I'm not stopping until these things are the size of watermelons." the big female bent down and picked up raj's legs, holding them wide apart in a big ol' v-shape. it was one of her favorite sights.
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 143
It made the most horrific thwack sound she had ever heard: solid, yet almost wet, like a watermelon falling from a great height.
Pounding One Out
._ with casual glee, down came tula -- ass-first, her entire body weight slamming down on top of her training partner's watermelon-sized testicles.
A Quick Interview
The watermelon-sized bulge in his pants swelled at the mere thought of her. the red-haired mouse tapped his fingers on the table in rapid succession.
Taking Care of Business
After his explosive masturbatory session, his package had settled into its current size; a cock as wide as his thigh, poking slightly past his knee when fully erect, and a pair of heavy, round balls that hovered between watermelons at their smallest and suitable
Mismatched Growth Spurt (Story for Freder)
Cimmaron called out, feeling the heavy weight of his now watermelon sized balls rip through the fabric of the underwear that could no longer contain them. "freder! stop! something is... gah!... happening!"
Making of a Burd Part 3: Laying Burd
The egg was as big as a small watermelon. mark contemplated that as he massaged his sore throbbing vent. "i guess i better sit on this" he said as he folded his legs under him and rolled the egg back and forth between his tarsi.