Amber Silverblood Bonus Chapter 3: Valentine's Day 2015
Funny, but i didn't want my chunky hunk looking at anything in a bikini except me. and since i was a werewolf, i included other animals in that as well. "i am so blessed to have someone like you in my life," the next one said.
Of Diets and Defiance [2/2]
The instant it was released, though, the bulging mounds of fat surged from their prisons, forcing the zipper down out of their way and further occupying the real estate on their chunky thighs.
Blessing Day: Part 5 (Final)
_ **Part 5** _ _(Marek)_ We spent a couple more hours with my parents in the living room, sharing stories and checking out old photos that had of me saved on their phones. Poring over picture after picture of my teenage self from fifteen years ago...
Blessing Day: Part 4
_ **Part 4** _ _(Marek)_ We left our game of Regicide half finished, and while it hadn't whipped up the positive, lively atmosphere that I'd hoped for, the six of us had at least enjoyed what had come so far. At least, nobody had got bored enough to...
Blessing Day: Part 3
_ **Part 3** _ _(Sam)_ The living room sounded awkward enough from out in the kitchen. Not much sound to be heard. Even less chatter. But it took actually being there to fully get how cold the atmosphere had gotten. Only the TV saved us all from...
Blessing Day: Part 2
_ **Part 2** _ _(Sam)_ "Thanks a lot," I called up to our taxi driver, prepping to descend the exit ramp. "Hey, no problem." The rabbit peered over his seat at me. "Don't forget ya bag." "Oh!" Back I rushed, grabbing my backpack from beside my seat...
Marathon
chunky thighs slid against each other and the partially worn fabric on the inside of his boxerbriefs. a meaty hand that turned the knob of the front door. what was all this? "enjoy your breakfast, piki. take it easy!"
Ander - Chapter 3, Subchapter 26
The serrated dagger ripped out of garten's skull in a rapid series of bone chilling clicks and his head slammed back to the ground with a horribly chunky thud. ander got back to his feet, staring down at the blade sticking out from between his fingers.
Nature's Cruelty
He had an hour or two at best before her acids would reduce him to a chunky soup, but at least he was likely to suffocate before the pain became too much... or at least he hoped.
A Helping Hand
Their chunky limbs became thick fat-swaddled stumps. their doughy chests sagged down their bulging sides and forced their arms to rest at an angle.
User Is Not A Robot. Fixing...
The exaggerated chest and hips showed that whoever made it was definitely mimicking a feminine form, though even the fingers and forearms were what could best be summarised as 'chunky'.
Just another Dog Chapter 2
We didn't have this in my world, i had found jars and jars of the stuff, powdered, chunky, and in an assortment if flavours that sounded completely foreign to me. but what a buzz!