POV vore - prison escape
The narrow tunnel stretches on, and you crawl in. cold rough stone presses in from all sides, but it's this or the cell. you keep going. "i can't seen any light at all!" you mumble.
Gary the dragon
I grunted, breathing softly over the first two as my belly clenched and my vent stretched around the third egg, and i endured the discomfort.
An alien helping hand.
He was just waking up, stretching and yawning as he rubbed his belly, vaguely remembering a dream he'd been having about helping to rescue an orphaned fox.
JY 6- First Contact
Wordlessly he fell into the same routine, the two of them facing each other as they stretched out their leg muscles, horse guiding raccoon when one of his stretches wasn't quite right.
The Legend of Spyro: Path of Delusions Book X Chapter 58
Cellsa choked, maw parting into a broad stretch that for a moment she resembled the mouth of the same fish she imagined hammering at her skull.
Just Dance
He turned out of bed and bent over to stretch out his back. he put on some cloths and walked out of the room, looking to see if kyle had just gone to the bathroom or something. no one.
What If Animals Could Talk
Sitting up in the bed, feeling she'd at least banished the dream with the coming dawn, she turned on the table lamp beside her and stretched. as she did, she heard someone's groan of a similar stretch beside her.
Old Enemies
As i stretched into hyperspace a sense of being watched pervaded, i paused just a second and missed my target...!"
The Paintbrush (Anthro Amaterasu TF/TG)
She wanted to stretch a bit before returning home. andy got out of the car as her legs became more shapely and feminine, red markings forming at her thighs. as andy stretched, a long white tail emerged from her backside.
Victorious
He bought every book he could about competitive eating, used water by the gallon to stretch his stomach, and even resorted to getting a few of his inflation friends to pump him with air to even further stretch out his table muscle.
I Dreamt of Wasps - Chapter 11
Alva took their cue, and began going through the motions of their strange stretching routine. wanting to take his mind off of the feeling of wasps still in his shirt, max asked, "what is that you do?"
Counter Earth Chronicles - The Demon’s Slave Interstitial 5: The Inevitable Conclusion
That wasn't a sheet- it was a small ghost stretched like a saran wrap on the lathe. "um, not sure. by the way, that looks awfully uncomfortable." the she beast said looking down. "it is." the little ghost said.