Chaser: Chapter One
My gun was loaded with beanbag slugs that would merely knock the wind out of him, but part of me wished that i'd loaded explosive rounds instead. theron glared at me--then he rolled over and got his feet under him.
Secret Ingredient
The gryphon's voice carried over from the next room, where chaos was relaxing on a big, blue beanbag, at the request of wisty. "on, skins is always on~ and the carrots don't need to be peeled, either."
Only Open Relationships in the Animal Kingdom-- CLEAN
There were a few beanbag chairs on the ground in front of the television and randal hadn't used a beanbag chair before but found it comfortable. him and brandy were still in the buff, and the soft seat cradled his asscheeks and his large balls.
An Evertech Tale Chapter 13
The kobold motioned to the un-occupied beanbag chair.
Thrust into Power
The shark scrambled off his beanbag towards the wall. "y-yo man, we don't want any troub-argh!" his words were cut short as the dragon stretched out his claw towards the shark and sent an arc of electricity towards him.
Meeper’s Public Correction
Like beanbags, they sure readjusted. but meeper’s ballsack throbbed and hurt while garras approached. he pulled on his belt, undid it. he let it drop, same for his loincloth. in that moment, meeper faced garras’ pride.
Hypnovember 10 - Gentle
We're sitting on a cozy beanbag chair, swaddled underneath a broad blanket. the sounds of the outside world can't be heard in this new, wonderful space just for you.
Rust's Digs
I -was- quite fond of my beanbag chair. â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â for me, for at least the time i'd be at college, home was a house i shared with three other guys.
Kurama No Kyuubi: Naruto's New Pup
A brown dog tail wagged from the back of the beanbag-like mound, kiba sat on. "what do you do to him?!" naruto shouted in brief horror. he moved to say more but before either of them could do anything else kurama spoke in a soft, calming voice.
Giving them an Army
His belly was so round, he looked like a beanbag, yet his pleased groin echoed within the room. but cum traced a trail from the slutty bard, happy and satisfied in his fluids, back to the ansrafux, who adjusted his musky loincloth. “yes.
The Trinket | Chapter Three [Comm]
Having had guests before, he enjoyed the excited expressions on his friend's muzzle as they saw his large collection of beanbag chairs. "yo you've got the set up."
Good Intentions
Still wearing only his shirt and boxers, totally unaware they had company, will plopped down onto a beanbag chair, taking special care not to spill his breakfast.