Middle of Nowhere
Kobo was hungry. The fat foxcoon had been on the road for hours without a meal, and that resulted in him being hungry enough to stop at one of the greasy diners he had sworn off years ago. The places always either made him sick, had horrible service,...
Cultists
He cleared the sleep from his muzzle with a few loud smacks of his lips against one another, and went to stretch out his lard-laden limbs as best he could.
Napping
You just love getting to touch all this lard, don't you?" lobo nodded, his cheeks reddening beneath his white fur. "getting to rub your paws along more lard than you can even imagine having on your body." another nod, more blushing.
Thick and Thick Intro
The panda just stopped in the doorway, turned back towards the blob of lard which took up the entire back wall, and gave it the finger with a broad smirk. "i got it fatass."
All They Will Eat
His gut was swelling exponentially as the elephant was turned into more rabbit lard at nearly the speed with which it was being put in, and that lard all needed somewhere to go.
Last Call
The pachyderm struggled and wiggled in place, pushing back against his blubber with what little strength the gluttonous beast had managed to maintain beneath his coating of lard.
Eric
His ears brushed that roll of lard every time he moved them, and would often tickle it with the sheer amount of piercing that was in them.
Eric
His ears brushed that roll of lard every time he moved them, and would often tickle it with the sheer amount of piercing that was in them.
Sedentary
Three steps later, he collapsed face-down onto the side of the path in a panting, heaving mass of lard. the moment he did, his body again exploded with fat.
Drum Kit
The drooping ball of lard was massive, clad mostly in grey belly-scales which were on prominent display.
Vattened
His limbs bloated and filled with restricting blubber, their increasing bulk making them begin to stick out from his sides thanks to the pressure of lard on lard happening between their heft, and the sheer rotundity of the draolf's torso.
Balls Of Yarn
He could feel rolls of lard bunching up as he did that, and he knew what that meant as he did it. he couldn't see much, as wherever he was had no ambient light coming in save for a dim moon.