Originally Submitted to FurAffinity.net on April 1st, 2014 12:09 AM.
and for what looks to be the last of the con-fund commissions we have something courtesy of nonsequitur of their persona sporting a bit extra,especially down below,heres a desc he wrote,since i figured hed be able to do so better.
--"Eh...ehn...ngh..." Non grunted under his breath as his left leg hesitantly twitched, inching forward at a snail's pace. He didn't want to risk pushing himself too hard, lest he overtax the shorts that were already tenuously staying around his burgeoning hips and they rip - that would be the third pair this week. His shirt wasn't faring much better, stretched taut in its attempts to cover his overly feminine chest, bulbous moobs bulging out and overflowing their cloth confines. "Maybe I shouldn't have- guh...eaten so much pizza last night."
Of course, his overgrown layers of lard were hardly his only concern, as, while he struggled with his thick legs grinding against each other, he also had to contend with his enormous testicles filling the space between them, the swollen balls each as large as his breasts. As he pushed his foot forward, the pressure imposed on them increased, a small pang of oddly pleasurable pain that made him wince. The pressure was in no way helped by his tight shorts squeezing around them further, while his gut, a gigantic blob of creamy flesh, hung down and pushed them against the floor, his engorged cock sandwiched in between.
Holding his breath, the Milotic threw caution to the wind and swung his leg all the way forward in a wide, waddling gait, holding his flab-laden arms out to the sides to maintain balance. His junk dragged against the smooth floor, which thankfully had little friction to aggravate the journey, until finally he came to a halt and the ache in his tender flesh ceased for a brief moment. He exhaled loudly, stopping to catch his breath even though the task was hardly that strenuous, and languidly shook his tail, the bloated appendage of blue and red patches resting on the floor behind him. Then he looked back up, and saw that he was still only halfway across the room to the door.
As he sighed and prepared himself for the next step, he could only hope that another sudden thought of Alice didn't come to mind and cause his shorts to be ripped asunder by his resulting erection.--
the sale may be over but commissions are always open,i would like to thank everyone for helping me out,plus it was fun to draw some fatty things :3
nonsequitur of their persona sporting a bit extra,especially down below,heres a desc he wrote,since i figured hed be able to do so better.
