Jane's knees squeezed together, then disappeared. Her toes felt along meaty walls while her thighs were slowly being claimed next.
"Last chance if you want out. No shame in calling it quits!"
"And miss out on you failing at my hips again? Not a chance Kimberly!"
They grinned at each other. Jane's confidence was slipping away as she watched her legs slip between Kim's, but she refused to back down. Especially when it felt so good inside.
Jane had started the wager, and Kim had accepted immediatel

[First Class Flight to the Stomach]
"Afraid of a little water, are you? C'mon, join in!" one of the boys yelled to Henry from the water.
He and his friends had decided to head up the mountains that day and go for a relaxing swim in the lake. Henry was never particularly fond of the water; he had never been a good swimmer. He would prefer not to go swimming, but he figured going outside with his friends would be better than staying inside all day.
His friends had already jumped in without hesitat

Rexy stood out in the wasteland, rifle in hand, trudging West into the slowly setting sun. She’d been told by some inhabitants of a nearby city that there was a farm out in this direction, one that she might be able to set up a trade deal with and get more food supplied to the city. With food becoming increasingly high in demand and low in supply with the scarcity of decent land to grow it on, Rexy knew she needed to get this done to have any hope of keeping the small city alive and functi

Bashful RoleplayingRP Log of Corbett5248 & DireZyreCharacters:Jak: Corbett5248Leaf: DireZyreJak sat there as he stared through the magnifying goggles and held Leaf's half painted mini between thick stubby fingers. The twelve foot tall minotaur was focused, listening to his human roommate talk about his most recent character idea while his tongue was slightly poked past his lips in concentration. Carefully brushing the lining of the character's coat to give it depth he smacked his lips softly

    

Jessica sat at the bar, all six foot nine of her oozing anger she didn’t really feel. There was no object for her state of arousal, but as she downed her third drink and signalled the bartender for the check, she decided: she was going to

find

an object for it.

I haven’t had any damn hole in weeks

Katie grinned as she adjusted the custom-designed dress around her mammoth figure. Her dress looked more like a tent then a piece of clothing, but the back of it was still sticking into her ass crack. Giving up on looking presentable, Katie instead focused on her soon to be arriving revenge on the person she blamed for making her teenage years a living Hell.




Back in high school, Katie had been a very tall but chubby girl with an