Customer Service

He really didn't see the point till he found his thick beer gut pushing down the sweat pants, showing off a fat plumbers crack.

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The Connoisseur

gut lines up a shot a delicate tip-toe dance muscular arms swing shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh… crash!

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Beer Me

The skunk had to wonder just how that was happening as his stomach went from beer belly into being downright fat. it was still taut as a drum too, looking like a beachball attached to the skunk's torso.

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Maybe She Likes Them Big

Most of them were not that hungry so most of the hot dogs went to the beer-bellied rabbit friend of theirs. once everyone was settled, it was time to have some fun.

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The Nevada Circle Main Character Sheet

Though his parents and his little sister maia approved his ideas, he has esteem problems thanks that he thinks he has a beer belly, thing that turns on his friend eddie.

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Just Looking - Prologue: Retail Hell

I really don't know what scared me worse: the over-friendly smile that danced across his muzzle or the beer belly that hung slightly over his pants, flopping around like jell-o in a tube sock, or maybe it was the fact that this behemoth of a bear (large

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Diamond Blade-Chapter 1

The gamemaster was a tall man with a slight beer gut and with old muscels that refused to disappear.

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Ace of Diamonds

The can was tossed aside, allowing the thick bearcat paw to rub gently on the firm curve of the taut beer gut. slosh, slosh went the beer filling the stud's tank. "full up here."

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A Little Get Together

He said as we looked down to see our hard erection pressing into each other as they leaked pre on the other's cock along with a trail beneath his beer belly.

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Suburban Bliss - Chapter Two

And... probably not the beer gut, but maybe a little bit down there. not like i need to get it ready at this point. sent. fuck. did i really just send that? delete, delete. delete for them, too? ...nah. if they don't like it, they'll delete it.

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Fallen

beer-gut, rough hands, hairy arms - a slob of a troll.. he took in a quick breath through his nostrils, for some reason a bit dizzy... the spicy scent of warm male hit him. 'gods.. i bet he soaks the sheets.'

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Voodoolloon

They were far more gradual than his gut, which was pushing into big beer gut territory already.

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