Short Story: A Reptilian Touch

One and a half years since we moobed here from hawthorne and i opened up this place. you know i met her on the phone, when i was working my bank job." she stifled a cackle. raffi exploded a discordant riff behind them. "mineral sabings and loan.

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The Rolling Tides

Two huge moobs were on top of that gut, noticeable among the flab. his arms wobbled when he moved them, feeling his lower body now. his lower stomach had a few extra inches of softness, allowing him to press in quite far, his flank sloshing.

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Chapter 6: Loosening Up

Why, with all that mane, perhaps the srothar had not even realized he had moobs at all before this! the otter couldn't help with wriggle his tail at the thought of being the first to discover these... biscuit h-huffed.

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Chef Jo

He smiled and rubbed jo's huge moobs with both paws, feeling them squish a lot under each paw. "would you like some food? why don't you go lay down on the bed, and i'll get you something to eat?" berkley offered happily.

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Bigger Than He Bargained For: 02

Terry still reached for the spot, only to find his hand blocked by more than a half foot of moob-fat.

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Jogging

He turned a little more south, looking down at moobs which looked better suited on a woman than on his formerly-masculine figure.

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Tundra

His rump and belly swelled proportionally, while his moobs, arms, and legs lagged behind somewhat thanks to how his body was processing the sudden influx of fat.

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Manhunt: Inflator Style Season 2 (Complete)

His shirt stretched widely as his chest plumped out, growing an embarrassingly large pair of sagging moobs to match his fat gut.

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The River... In Winter

Can't moob in dis." zip made a show of trying to stretch his wings again, letting the sweater squeeze around his chest as the fabric stretched up his back.

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In a little place of sunshine

Tyler's moobs were easily the size of small watermelons, they rubbed against one another like a woman's breast, sloshing and bouncing together with each heavy laden step that tyler took.

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Death Row

Rubbing in tentative circles, the badger tried to make sense of what he was seeing, watching the ripples of fat run along the side of himself on the television as the overblown appendage that had once been an arm jostled and quaked against a moob that was

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