Made to Fit
The bulging feline even turned around and bent over, showing off a view of his toned butt cheeks. his large balls hanging like oranges between his legs. he was enjoying himself immensely, but the show had to come to an end.
Inital Fitting
Normally, Simon wasn't the type to order random things from off the internet. Being far more reserved about the miracle products that spam the average e-mail box than most users it still came as a surprise to himself when he found one item in...
A Tight Fit
It fit like a leather glove on a clenched fist. after taking a moment to pick his jaw up off the floor, he tilted his head back and locked eyes with the rabbit looking down at him. he was older than todd, but not by much.
Couple fitness
It was a day like any other in the college gym, with students coming in and out for their everyday exercise. Jen was a wolf from the south who trained everyday for the annual college basketball tournament. That day she finished her training...
The Pieces Fit.
. ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||| will, a quite short skinny, but athletic bat, slipped through his front door, shutting it behind him.
A Fitting Gift
He could feel them slipping off; maybe being too tall and thin for his pants to fit was a good thing, he told himself, peeling his shirt off his flexing body.
Tight Fit
She was wearing a tiny halter top with spaghetti straps that barely fit and stretched around her breasts so tightly her nipples were poking out.
Fit for a God
It had fit like a glove then and it certainly fit now. this was just too strange here. on a hunch, i decided to check out the warning label that i had initially ignored when i bought the costume.
Altering the Fit
There was something oddly entrancing and soothing about it, which probably meant it was some kind of office toy simon had picked up off the net in a fit of whimsy.
Trying to fit in
It will be up to us all to see where they fit in with society. this is the seven o clock news, now back to the studio._\* "i can't believe that jerk!"
A Fitting End
Disclaimer - The things in this story don't exist, but that might not stop them from bothering you. If blood, battle, sergals, and sexual transformation don't appeal, than I advise you stick to reality. (This is a work of pornographic fiction. Please...
Fitting in, in Hobarrow.
You may think you that you're not going to fit in, but this town doesn't need someone like that. it needs mixing up, now and again, to keep it fresh. you and your lovely wife are just the thing.