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I want to rape Miss Circle so fucking much. It's just something I can't control. Just looking at her curvy body, short limbs and shit-eating grin turns me on like no other person does. She's just sitting there, watching me with those big, dumb eyes, so I know she's not really paying attention. That's when I see my chance. I grab a handful of her favorite cookies I was saving for this exact moment and toss them on the floor near her feet. Her ears perk up instantly as she scrambles toward the mess on her stubby little limbs. She's so round, so soft, her fur bristling as she wiggles her fat body into position. The sight makes my pulse hammer in my throat. She's just this plushy thing, all curves and no defense. I step closer as she obliviously licks the floor clean, her stubby arms can't even reach behind her properly, and when I grab her, she barely reacts, too lost in being a fat fuck. My hands slide over her fur, feeling the warmth of her doughy body, the way it yields under my fingers like overripe fruit. She lets out a muffled squeak as I lift her from the floor. She begins squirming, more reflex than protest, like she doesn't even realize what's going to happen until it's too late. The cookies still cling to her lips, crumbs dusting her chin. I don't give her time to piece it together, my grip tightens, fingers sinking into her as I yank her, shoving my entire cock inside. Her body molds perfectly, compressing like memory foam, her roundness slotting against me like she was made for it. She makes a wet, muffled squeal of surprise, still chewing absently on a cookie. Fuck, she’s soft. Soft everywhere. The way her body swallows me whole and stretches, it’s like she’s made of nothing but padding, no bones, no resistance, just plush fucking insulation molded perfectly to my shape. Her stubby legs kick uselessly as her eyes roll back. She doesn’t fight, she can’t. Her body just jiggles with every harsh thrust, her fat swallowing me deeper, her insides squishing wetly like I’m kneading dough. After what felt like hours of pounding, the climax hits me so hard my vision whites out for a second. I slam her down harder, her fat rippling around me, swallowing every twitch of my cock as I pump her full. Her body convulses as her stubby arms flail in some pathetic attempt to push me away, too late, always too late. Her belly swells as my cum floods her inside, the pressure making her hiccup. I can feel her insides spasming like she's trying to milk me dry even now. I pull out with a slick pop, watching her flop onto the floor. Her eyes roll as she tries, and fails, to prop herself up on those useless little arms. A thin whine escapes her, high-pitched and pathetic, more confused than distressed.

 14667795[Quote]

rapebump

 14667826[Quote]

>>14667734 (OP)
obsessed with mrs. circle award

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>>14667826
what about it punk o algo

 14667927[Quote]

Raperald

 14667938[Quote]

Yeah someone who looks like that would say that

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>>14667938
no arrow because i look like that

 14668022[Quote]

@grok, I asked you to add Netanyahu to that troon's art

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>I want to rape Miss Circle so fucking much. It's just something I can't control. Just looking at her curvy body, short limbs and shit-eating grin turns me on like no other person does. She's just sitting there, watching me with those big, dumb eyes, so I know she's not really paying attention. That's when I see my chance. I grab a handful of her favorite cookies I was saving for this exact moment and toss them on the floor near her feet. Her ears perk up instantly as she scrambles toward the mess on her stubby little limbs. She's so round, so soft, her fur bristling as she wiggles her fat body into position. The sight makes my pulse hammer in my throat. She's just this plushy thing, all curves and no defense. I step closer as she obliviously licks the floor clean, her stubby arms can't even reach behind her properly, and when I grab her, she barely reacts, too lost in being a fat fuck. My hands slide over her fur, feeling the warmth of her doughy body, the way it yields under my fingers like overripe fruit. She lets out a muffled squeak as I lift her from the floor. She begins squirming, more reflex than protest, like she doesn't even realize what's going to happen until it's too late. The cookies still cling to her lips, crumbs dusting her chin. I don't give her time to piece it together, my grip tightens, fingers sinking into her as I yank her, shoving my entire cock inside. Her body molds perfectly, compressing like memory foam, her roundness slotting against me like she was made for it. She makes a wet, muffled squeal of surprise, still chewing absently on a cookie. Fuck, she’s soft. Soft everywhere. The way her body swallows me whole and stretches, it’s like she’s made of nothing but padding, no bones, no resistance, just plush fucking insulation molded perfectly to my shape. Her stubby legs kick uselessly as her eyes roll back. She doesn’t fight, she can’t. Her body just jiggles with every harsh thrust, her fat swallowing me deeper, her insides squishing wetly like I’m kneading dough. After what felt like hours of pounding, the climax hits me so hard my vision whites out for a second. I slam her down harder, her fat rippling around me, swallowing every twitch of my cock as I pump her full. Her body convulses as her stubby arms flail in some pathetic attempt to push me away, too late, always too late. Her belly swells as my cum floods her inside, the pressure making her hiccup. I can feel her insides spasming like she's trying to milk me dry even now. I pull out with a slick pop, watching her flop onto the floor. Her eyes roll as she tries, and fails, to prop herself up on those useless little arms. A thin whine escapes her, high-pitched and pathetic, more confused than distressed.



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