In the Whitetail
Woods, in a big patch of long grass a mint green pegasus lounged on
her chubby belly. The soft sound of snoring was barely heard over the
loud chatter of bird song. With the grass high enough to reach a
standing pony's chest, it was near impossible to make out the large
rounded shape of a mint green rump, especially as the soft mud had
actually pressed down under the mare's generous weight. Her wings
were folded down against her back, her candy pink tail snaking behind
her throu
Sing Song's Sleeping Supper
By: Cainiam
Favorited: 3 years ago
Starting on your mouth-to-gut schema?Vanilla does appeal to the masses.Better than going up a buncha asses.Nothing worse than a human enema.Don’t get me started on unbirth and cock.That’s how parental issues get unlocked.Feeders and stuffers, boring as grit,Proving why gluttony is a sin.Eat your hearts out, trenchermen.Speak of the devil, hard vore ain’t it,‘cause blood, guts, burns, and masticationGive hard vorists cause for masturbation.Oral, anal, vaginal, penile, and
Vore, Okay
By: VoidInVoid
Favorited: 3 years ago
Mrs Saskia Brown, nee Nilsen, was worried but attractively so. A feat she was achieved by dint of her blonde hair, tall and willowy build. The fact that the baby currently in her arms had made her breasts larger did not exactly deter her attractiveness. She had bags under her eyes. She gave the impression that they were almost certainly designer in her expensive outfit.
The source of her tiredness and worry was the same. Her five-year-old daughter Mary and, more specifi
A family outing
By: Trying124
Favorited: 3 years ago
Feeling crushed inside the winding paths that mimic my next phase of existence, just feeling myself soften and melt into a new shape, firm hard point wrapped in a musky layer of clay, all that I was, no longer relevant. I would feel myself slowly start to compact and fill a final void, a waiting place for my departure from the warmth of one who had shown me my final and true purpose, who had put me in my place, and now was to remove me from it. Maybe I will find myself pressing against someone e
Boney Afterthought (scat)
By: Glithno
Favorited: 3 years ago
Rex loved fat girls.
Their actual weight and size didn’t matter to him. What did, was what assets they had, or better put, how plump they were. Huge, sagging boobs topped with wide and thick nipples. A large, fully plumped out ass that he could grip and smack for hours. Nicely fattened up thunder thighs, strong or soft, as long as they were plump, Rex didn’t care. Baby smooth skin that was pristine as satin, pale as porcelain or darker than chestnut. Rex also
Rex
By: FoeHammer
Favorited: 3 years ago