A Fable Revisited: Wake-up Call and Breakfast
Leo grabbed the soft bulging fox gut with both hands, claws fully extended, his rubbing forceful enough to to lift the butterball fox slightly off the ground. rion gasped, panted, and whined in a mixture of slight pain and immense pleasure.
Mark
Already through his second chocolate milkshake, the butterball fox balanced his bag of meat and fried potato goods on his love handle whilst he unlocked the door.
Circus FatLion
A big fat narcissistic butterball lion finds new purpose whilst out and about. if you would like to see more like this please comment!!!!
Building a New You
Look at what a happy, content butterball you've become in just a month!"
Untitled cheetah story
The butterball goddess of a cheetah stood and swayed, momentarily contemplating sitting back down. but she couldn't just sit here all day... no, after all, the brownies were in the kitchen... fin
21st And Last Birthday
"and he was such a good little butterball for me." carefully, the boar pierced into the tender turkey's breast meat, slowly carving through what used to be sensitive flesh.
The table, the barabrian, and the cake
As the sweatshirt continued in its valiant effort to conceal the hog of a butterball, the signs of battle fatigue were starting to become apparent.
Anniversary Present
Of course, taurs have a very difficult time finding clothes for their lower halves, and that was clearly compounded by the fact that the butterball bull was most definitely a hyper.
Spending Spree
"you deserve one last look at the world, butterball. i need to pick up a few things for your meal tonight."
Hottweilers and Doughberman Porkers
"your tummy hurt yet butterball?" dominic simply shook his head and panted from under his guts immense weight. "good... lets finish these..." he grabbed another fresh pizza placing atop the dogs healthy paunch.
Chapter 1) Closing Hours
Daxter cocked his head a little and mumbles "every night i walk in here and wonder just how the hell that butterball krew fit in here to sleep... ah well... lets see..." he opened the bedroom closet and sifted through various belongings that he and tess shared
A Little Crush: Epilogue
Become a round-faced butterball with bad skin. how many people would still like me then, when my personality is all i have? my guess is none. but there's the money, too.