Grand Finale
Nothing came to him though, just a wall of unbroken pink; there wasn't even a fold of fat on that stretched out mass, just taut flesh. zero was somewhat impressed by this, but he could only imagine what his own stomach looked like.
Mixed Tale 2 - Outpost of Zo'uddan
The two rattus beside him stayed still with their bowstrings taut. "hrmph! we no leave! bring out leader, we here to talk, not fight this time!"
Candy Hangover
He considered the mission accomplished, and backed his head slowly out of the dish as he felt his taut stomach slosh even more now that it was packed to the brim with water and sugar.
My Furst Tail
Just as i'd hoped, red leaf is there below me, standing in perfect form, his biceps taut as he holds his bow aimed at me, four arrows at the ready. the spider doesn't realize he's there; i don't think it ever noticed him. he's that good.
Love Love
The crowd around us was taut with silence. after i served the ball, jack returned it and we entered another intense rally. we were both close to the net, and i've always hated playing the net.
Birds of a Feather
That one pulled taut across his chest, exposing something that he had never thought he would see on his body, the small shirt abruptly, in the blink of an eye, too small, much too small, for his body.
Supersizing a Superhero
Meanwhile, cait was staring down at his own body, watching as his legs pulled the fabric of his pants taut across them, splitting them at the seams. the floor was slowly retreating from his gaze, at the same time as the walls rushed inwards towards him.
Rubber Rabbit Doll
The rubber pulled taut around him like a caul as it invaded him, the pain and the heat was too much. he was dropping out of consciousness. not long after, he woke up to find himself in a cocoon, feeling rested.
Winter's Bloom - Chapter 2
She wasn't sure if she hadn't let herself believe until now that she was real, or whether it was the tautness of the muscles underneath her skin that caught her so off guard, but feeling the warmth of her body, the scent of weeks-old dirt and sweat in her
Cosmic Maternity
Cosmo stammered, discovering it was her turn to shrink back as she blushed so hard her face was as pink as her taut tummy. "i guess... but i... i don't know if i can do it." "sure, you can, honey." risha giggled.
The Fatesmith
Wiry with the taut strength of a warrior, true, but obviously underfed. his face paled again, slightly, as he whispered, "you're one of the bandits." "pity you guessed, it truly is," the lizfolk sneered.
The Hand of God
taut, ready. she put forth a conscious effort to straighten up, square her shoulders, let them relax. "you okay?" "yeah, sorry." "it's alright. did you hear something?" "no. maybe. i don't know."