A Chancey Halloween.
The bear was masculine with a small beer gut, and he had a lovable face, or thats what all the bar skanks told him when he brought them home, he never came home from the bar alone. "trick or treat!"
Flying Mile High Chapter 8
The girls turned their heads to a drunk panda with a huge beer belly. "how much does it cost to bone you bitches?". he asked again. sarah lost her patience and stood up.
Why the Boss is Always Relaxed After Lunch
The most obvious difference was the beer gut hiding the horses steely abs and giving him a less imposing profile. it was a bit like being a kitten again, squeezed in between these powerhouses of equine flesh.
The Cop
He was right, chubby in all the right places like his big hairy beer belly, and muscular everywhere else like his meaty tits and biceps bigger than jonny's thighs. "you like what ya see, ya little faggot?" "yes sir."
On Crimson tide's
I nearly laughed at the look on his face when he took in my fairly large beer gut. i see he said i hope we will be done soon. i doubt that i said as i moved towards a table in darker section of the room.
Skunkmonster Factory
The dingy purple skin spread up his body giving his new beer belly a soft look as his shirt rode up his stomach. the stink filling the room was nearly unbearable, and had caused joel and greg's pants to tent without their knowing.
Roundabout Story Project
Frank wasn't a big man, not burly in anyway, his pencil like figure had only a beer gut to keep up his pants, and his hygiene lacked in all cases.
Discharge
I live a very sheltered lifestyle, and you can easily tell as i have no muscles whilst sporting a bit of a "beer gut." i know my friends mean well, but every time they call me atlas i have to control myself so i don't hit them over the head.
Tales from Silicon City 5: Wrecker
Standing in front of them was a stout female canine dressed in cargo pants, a white shirt that didn't come close to covering her large beer belly, work boots, and a black balaclava worn over her face.
Scraping By
His large muscular frame was still something to fear, even with the beer gut comically swaying. i suppose it's odd to be thinking of something like...that, at a time like this? when your own flesh and blood is about to tear you to pieces?
A Foot-Focused Morning Quickie
He sat his little butt on burt's beer belly with a _whump_, his tail swooshing excitedly. "you're pretty comfy, y'know." he continued to tease as he wrapped his hindpaws around the thick member and rubbing it in circular motions.
High School Reunion
He still had the same build although with a beer gut now. "maybe, that seems like the last time i had been around," conner answered. "weren't you married last time?" "yeah, well, it didn't work out."