The Tarleton Brood

Even naked the only additional difference is the girl's lack of a sack - story focus: abduction, drugging, brainwashing - frequent content: transformation, slobbification, filth - **the unloved, winston tarleton (13)** - bio: winston tarleton was born

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The Boss's Sow 9

Tags: f/solo, weight gain, human, stuffing, eating, face-fucking, transformation, corruption, slobbification, series, grease, fantasies,

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Guilslob

Guilmon looks around the small town he had wandered into. It had been some time since the digimon had ended up in the Digital world. Outside of the small time he had been there during his adventures with his tamer and his friends he really hadn’t had...

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lucarislob

Aura sighs softly, crossing his legs and holding out his arms as he takes a long deep breath keeping his focus on the task at hand. He could feel the power flowing through his body. The feeling of his own strength swelling in size. Growing stronger...

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Welcome to The Greasy Spoon

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Toxmon Tamers

Terriermon had been making his way all around the digital world as he and the others had been pulled back into it. It hadn’t been long since they first arrived, maybe a month or two but the small rabbit had been sure to learn all about the layout of...

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Slippy Up

Slippy climbs out of his ship, coughing and choking on the air on the outside, feeling his head spin as he looks up towards the smoking mass that was his ship. Having been shot down he turns his gaze up towards the sky. The atmosphere on the planet was...

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Nick's Bully (Part 1)

?The bells rang, and Nick was the first out of his seat, dashing into the hallway and making a beeline for the lockers. He was careful not to go too fast, or else he’d be stopped by Ms. Wayland, practically ensuring he’d have a run-in before he could...

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SuperSlob

The song of the birds woke Gabriel Agreste. They tended to congregate outside his window in the mornings, providing a far more natural alarm than the digital clock embedded in his desk. He threw his legs off the bed and sat up with a sigh, rubbing the...

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Cameron's Crass Crusade

#7 of trades - done by myself, for others warning this story contains: female slobbification (which includes weight gain, burping, and farting.).

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Hypnovember '23: Executive Dysfunction

Executive Dysfunction God, I'm so lazy. The mantra echoes over and over, bouncing off the inside of my skull in a constant drone. It's background noise, like traffic, or the birds. Not that I can hear either of those things at the...

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Consummation (2 of 2)

Grant scrambled up the loose, rocky soil, cursing his luck for the fiftieth time in the past hour. Why the hell did Boris' directions have to be so vague? 'Up the road some, then take a left after a while, then off road'. Couldn't he have been a little...

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