Fitness Testing
His tummy stubbornly flattened and squeezed out from between his arms and legs, pressing it out further and overemphasizing his meaty love handles.
Bolt vore: Cruel cat's dinner
"mmmm...such a good boy" she grinned, sitting down and poking her wriggling belly bulge "such a delicious, meaty boy..."
Chronic the Corgifox
With that, garth gave an angry snort and left the cabin, spitting ilbv out and covering his small human with his large meaty hand and out into the darkness, away from that place and annoying character.
Shoppin' for a punk...
He looked down as he exhaled, seeing his meaty red organ stretching the horse's throat as he pushed it down that sissy punk's gullet. "mmm. i think you're due on stage soon... better put some effort into it."
CHAPTER 2: Captive
He was bored now, normally he'd be out hunting by now, checking the dirt trails and holes near his cave for any tasty rodents, instead the humans had offered him a small plastic bowl in the corner, generously filled with a grey brown slop, it oozed with meaty
Kerchak's beloved son ( 3 )
Once kerchak was in range, one of his meaty hands reached for tarzan's head and made his waiting and drooling mouth engulfing both of the cum-filled balls.
WereGarurumon's Stomach Virus
As the imp took bite after bite of his meaty hot dog with chili and cheese, he suddenly smiled widely when he heard loud shrieking from inside and ravenous growls and tears.
Cultists
It wasn't even remotely over yet either, as there was still the ponderous gut of the hyena to contend with, and those meaty thighs, and that swollen rump before it got down to smooth sailing for the relatively-lean calves and feet.
Spotted Contact
The rottie declared, embracing his friend's shoulder with one meaty arm. "hey, you are the one who cook, you are more wifey than i am!" the lupine protested. "but you are the one who do the nagging at home!"
To The Shrike
His talons like a sword, have earned their meaty pay; returning to the branch a killer, he skewers upon his perch the victim dazed. the butcher-bird, the reaper-bird is calling, who feasts upon the living as the dead.
Gnarl's Breakfast
During the entire ordeal that meaty hand kept pressure down on her torso, sliding down a bit to cup her belly and slowly rub across the filling mound of chub as if encouraging it to digest faster, while at the same time helping to remind her she was trapped
The Transformation of Fargus
As he screamed out in protest, his meaty organic body ceased to be flesh at all. every inch of his body was replaced with manifested physical code, the same type that made up thorn himself. even his clothing was transformed into a digital projection.