Butterball
"look at butterball!" the dark kobold jeered. "you actually kind of cute this way." 'butterball' was a word that encapsulated his current condition rather well.
Ben Blubberball - Expanded edition
There was one that always had my eye--another tiger, enormous, who used the nickname "butterball", whose profile had him weighing in at 1,270 pounds. my dick would get to leaking just from looking at him.
Feeding Dinner
In the air. the lion shuddered, shying away from the cool yellow ribbon, t tickled a bit "mmm... seventy eight... seventy nine... eighty... eighty one..." the hyenas grin grew wider with the bloating ball of yellow fur in front of him. he slapped the butterball
H and DP #0 Obscure fetish pron
The camera changed again, and an even bigger, super butterball gut slowly pressed through the doors.
Ben Blubberball
There was one that always had my eye--another tiger, enormous, who used the nickname "butterball", whose profile had him weighing in at 1,270 pounds. my dick would get to leaking just from looking at him.
For the Pigs in Such Fine Houses
"he's like some butterball turkey that fell into a hairnet." she crosses her arms, batters a lash.he walks on over, whispers"show me those teeth.""i should rip your throat out for having the nerve.""she huffs and she puffs.""
The over indulgance of Mr. Wolf
He shouted, wolfing an entire basket of fattening buttery croisants. his buffet dwindled momentarily, but the fox once more came through with batter fried reinforcements, the butterball lupine was unmatched in his eating, a blubbery fox in the corner looked
Hot and Heavy DP:2
He rubbed the butterball's blown out abdomen. "i want you to start eating a pound of butter every day..
Mark
Already through his second chocolate milkshake, the butterball fox balanced his bag of meat and fried potato goods on his love handle whilst he unlocked the door.
The Substitute Turkey
"you even make your own gravy like a good butterball..."
Anniversary Present
Of course, taurs have a very difficult time finding clothes for their lower halves, and that was clearly compounded by the fact that the butterball bull was most definitely a hyper.
Pj and Pete chapter 3
"what the hell are you doing here butterball?" he walked out onto the landing and glared at his guest. pj couldn't help but let his eyes roam over the older boy.