Pack It Away
He groaned loudly as he rolled over onto his back, his stomach rising above him in a tightly-packed ball of food and excess.
House Special
Pouring over him like a wave, the wolf just did what he could to keep his knees from buckling and drool from pouring out of his maw as he drank them in.
Kenneth
There was something about pushing the food into his mouth over and over again in order to stuff down the feelings he was suffering with. something in the feeling of glutting himself; it was an aspect of his life which he could control.
Akala
The thinning hide and ripping, heavy feeling were all thanks to said hide being stretched over and over with little change to reform; akala didn't want to wait to binge again after all.
Over and Over Again
The slightest twinge of regret surfaced, only to be pushed back into his subconscious as the all-encompasing brain fog of being milked over and over again washed over his psyche.
It's Not Over
Up,_ _it wasn't over,_ _and right now i knew that because you didn't walk away,_ _you turned around and let out your frustration on me,_ _you allowed your tears to stream down,_ _now i know it's not over,_ _it's not over because of one,_ _little,_
OVER
Hello fellow readers. Hallo Menschen, die dieses Stück Fiktion verfolgen! Ich habe die Arbeit vorerst eingestellt. Jetzt kein Grund sämtliche Abonnements zu beenden, aber es sollte keine all zu große Hoffnung geben, dass das hier irgendwann mal fertig...
The Star Chaser
#2 of poems a lovesong based on craig mccracken's wander over yonder he's ridin' in on livid steed --that and she's pale blue-- he's singin' 'bout some inescapable need and before too long you'll be singin' too i'd follow him to the dark side of
Out Back
All of it went to xav, and all of it went into xav over the course of his work day.
Fair Tales
His front stomach was no better, further impeding his front legs as it sagged down over his thighs with its own impressive obesity.
Good Life
Juices and sauce coated his chins and bloated cheeks, his paws, and the off-white fur that now had spread wide over his chest.
Conjuring Comfort
Josh reached over the side of the cot and grabbed his blanket, a fluffy one with a picture of a castle with ghosts flying out of the windows and turrets. he spread it over them and bon pulled it over her head.