Harvesting the Seed
If he buried his cock in her bowels, it would _hurt._ a few more thrusts actually drew that shaft even closer to her tight tailring. _oh god...
A Messy Situation [Comm]
His behind pulsed as his bowels relinquished his previous day's food into his waiting diaper. he sweated and panted as everything came out, creating a mess in his diaper.
Hunted, Part 4: Engulfed In Scat & Washing Wolves
Instead, he closed his eyes and concentrated on his bowels. he could hear his belly gurgling, and he knew he had quite a lot of gas inside him.
Healing Love - Chapter 26
I watched as the two shared the ice cream sundae with an isolated metal bowel over a glass bowel of hot water and dry ice, our table now a sea of mist, engulfing the napkins, silverware and everything.
A Friendly Wager: Day 2
Not keeping his friend waiting any longer, he kept releasing his bowels. at first a few farts went into his mouth, but eventually, gaomon felt the first turd slide into his mouth and happily chewed it.
Scott's Remote | Chapter 6
Whatever the rabbit had put in his pancakes and drink had completely incapacitated scott and left him no choice but to release the contents of his bowels into his waiting diaper.
Seven Years Later: Chapter 1
Setting a kettle with water to boil over the constantly burning kitchen fire, i went for a bowel in the cubert by the back window.
{Pokémon/Babyfur} Sylveon's Cousin Conundrum
Sylveon nods, figuring that the puzzle would divert her attention away from the growing pressure in her bowels.
Scott's Remote | Chapter 10
A stream of urine began filling the front of his diaper as his bowels let loose a torrent into the seat of his diapers. the smell immediately hit him as in bursts he began to soil his padding in true earnest.
Digigaslution
Gaomon grunted and winced in pain, unable to contain the gas in his bowels. "well, i warned you!" gaomon sighed and passed gas for a full six seconds in a squeaky raucous tone before he exhaled and plugged his nose.
Scott's Remote | Chapter 17
His bladder released along with his bowels and the front of his padding soon felt significantly harder pressed against him and much, much damper than before.
A Draconic Dream
Of blood that went through my throbbing dick brought more change to it, with every pulse it stretched longer and thicker, pressing harder into my mattress, pushing further from my shredded boxers, as even more of that strange squirmy pre is poured into my bowels