High-Fat Bovine Specimen
Beyond just the food, do you enjoy your fat?"
Emma (Part 2)
**Emma (Extended Ending)** **By Luther** The dusty cloud roiled and seemed to take overly long to settle, a wait made longer by the anticipation of those watching to see if the nightmare was over. People finally found the courage to dare come from...
Emma
fat would be a clumsy word for it and hardly did the appearing justice, though it did come to mind. new flesh formed to accommodate such size, bulk added to bulk as the beast's sides pushed further and further outward.
Tales from Silicon City 23: Dessert Trifecta
Tales from Silicon City: Dessert Trifecta By Psion All rights reserved Silicon City, faded jewel of the Californian tech boom and home to countless costumed heroes and villains of all kinds. Gadgeteers of all stripes from the serious and...
Intimacy of Big Musky Wolves
A pair of plump kiwi-sized balls churned amongst thigh meat and, above them, the thick wolfhood rosco inherited from his dad rose from thick folds of sheath and smothering fat.
The Adipose-Munich Run Part One
His soft, plump hide was a light tan, a stark contrast to his jet-black hair and dark brown eyes.
THERE WAS AN OLD WOLF WHO SWALLOWED A HORSE...
Swooce got a better look at her as she climbed it: petite in height, yet quite plump and wide-hipped. the wolf got into position again, and unhinged his jaw. tati took form as leah had done, very rapidly, into her own feral form.
Sarah and Josh 7
You really are rather boring." she teased, sitting back in her chair. He smiled. "Oh hush." he replied. She giggled and glanced at the clock to be sure she still had time to be on the phone. "It's true! You're so- linear." "And what's that supposed to...
Weighting to Salvage Pt2
“so why did it make me fat?”
IZ Fanfic: The Alien in the Backrooms (Reader x Pred)
(content warning: this story contains the following elements: soft/fatal vore, size difference, digestion, fat, belly patting, stomach gurgles, irken pred, and prey reader!
Plump as a Pumpkin!
My dick, pressed beneath a growing mass of food and fat, struggled to keep erect. something was bulging in my lower bowels, a tight mass of dinner i had eaten earlier pressing down on my prostate.
Feeding Your Husband - Chapter 3
Eventually he finished all size and laid down on the sofa, his breathing laboured against the mount of fat pushing against his chest. he felt like he was about to burst, just like he loved it.