Over the Oven's Edge | An Entree Commission
Two large bowls of stuffing were produced from the refrigerator, their contents only visible as the wolverine began to dump them into the open split sides of his meatgirl's belly.
Sold as Meat -female prey
My parents wept as they took me to the shop in my underwear, all I had in this world. Even though I was walking to my death, I was glad there were so few eyes upon me this early. We almost made it to the shop when one of my friends, a tiger, jogged...
The Student Teachers
The avian's blood and fluids were drooling out her ass and pussy, leaving a thin trickle down into the drain as the gator ran his fingers through the meatgirl's belly fluff.
The Doom That Might Have Happened
Urta: you'd better eat me, meatgirl. or else we're gonna eat you. _panel 2_: smaller panel, cutoff to focus on adel.
Commission - Grilling Rika
She squirmed, growled, and kept her legs open like a good meatgirl.