That day, three things were most noticeable on the beach: the hot sun, the roaring waves, and the three enormous herbivore ladies stomping about across the sand. Normally this wouldn’t be a problem, but once again they were walking in an area of the beach that wasn’t designated for dinos their size.
“Gah! Come on, you girls!” Constantine yelled. “You doing this on purpose aren’t you…?” The little Compy couldn’t do much from his position, once again wedged between the breasts of his colossal Brachio friend (which she considered his “rightful place” by her terms), He could only be along for the ride as the three girls stomped across the beach looking for an unoccupied spot.
“Ugh, beachhogs,” Pomeline snorted. “Taking up all the good spots.”
“I know, right?” Stefka agreed. “How inconsiderate of ‘em…”
“No worry worries, pretties,” Bayusha reassured. “If there’s no room, we just MAKE room, yes?”
Constantine was alarmed. “NO! DON'T DO THAT-” He was silenced by the Brachio pressing her breasts together around him.
Bayusha chuckled, gently stroking the top of his tiny head with the tip of her finger. “Oh hush now, my sweet. I only kid,” she said sweetly. “… Kinda…”
The three girls giggled, and with Constantine sighing in exasperation. What a handful these three were.
Settling down on a spot close to the volleyball court, the girls began to take out their beach gear: Pomeline’s consisted of a surfboard, Stefka’s a pair of dumbbells, and Bayusha a volleyball.
Constantine stared, a little baffled by Stefka’s choice. “Uh, why’d you bring those, Stef?” he asked.
“Heh…” The Styraco snorted as she began to lift them, one after the other, left, right. “There’s a lot of skinny hotshots on this beach who think they’re tough stuff. I’m gonna show ‘em a REAL body!”
The Compy raised a brow. “… But, you’re already like a hundred times bigger than any of them.”
“Which is WHY they need to be put in their place!” Stefka said with a chuckle. Constantine rolled his eyes.
“Well, do what you want,” said Pomeline, “but I’M gonna go catch some waves! Woo-HOO!” She ran off, custom-made surfboard in arm.
“Are you gonna CATCH waves, or MAKE them?!” he shouted. It was no good. The Para was already stomping eagerly toward the water, already way out of earshot of his tiny voice. Constantine sighed, shaking his head.
He was then bounced around slightly as he felt the vibrations of the Brachio chuckling above him. “Well, guess that leaves you and me, my little sweet,” Bayusha said. “Come now, darling. I show you why Big Bay is champion of volleyball court!”
Constantine grunted. “Are you sure you being champion of the volleyball court doesn’t have anything to do with the fact that you tower high above the net, take up half the court, and are pretty much impossible to score against, not to mention that volleyball is bigger than my whole body?”
“… Mmmmaybe, but THEIR problem, not mine~” Bayusha giggled as she stomped in the direction of the court.
The Compy sighed, defeated. “… Can you at least let me out?”
“Find trunks yet?”
Constantine looked down at the cleavage he hung in, the last place he had seen his trunks. “… Not yet…”
“Then no,” Bayusha said firmly. “This area is not nude beach, yes?”
Constantine groaned. At least that was ONE rule she followed.
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This is probably one of the most extensive pics I've ever done, but for my tenth-year mark, I decided to try something that I could add to little-by-little each day, and this is the result.
Thank you all, and enjoy!
EDIT: Refresh for better res.
Bayusha, Stefka, Pomeline, and Constantine ©
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“Gah! Come on, you girls!” Constantine yelled. “You doing this on purpose aren’t you…?” The little Compy couldn’t do much from his position, once again wedged between the breasts of his colossal Brachio friend (which she considered his “rightful place” by her terms), He could only be along for the ride as the three girls stomped across the beach looking for an unoccupied spot.
“Ugh, beachhogs,” Pomeline snorted. “Taking up all the good spots.”
“I know, right?” Stefka agreed. “How inconsiderate of ‘em…”
“No worry worries, pretties,” Bayusha reassured. “If there’s no room, we just MAKE room, yes?”
Constantine was alarmed. “NO! DON'T DO THAT-” He was silenced by the Brachio pressing her breasts together around him.
Bayusha chuckled, gently stroking the top of his tiny head with the tip of her finger. “Oh hush now, my sweet. I only kid,” she said sweetly. “… Kinda…”
The three girls giggled, and with Constantine sighing in exasperation. What a handful these three were.
Settling down on a spot close to the volleyball court, the girls began to take out their beach gear: Pomeline’s consisted of a surfboard, Stefka’s a pair of dumbbells, and Bayusha a volleyball.
Constantine stared, a little baffled by Stefka’s choice. “Uh, why’d you bring those, Stef?” he asked.
“Heh…” The Styraco snorted as she began to lift them, one after the other, left, right. “There’s a lot of skinny hotshots on this beach who think they’re tough stuff. I’m gonna show ‘em a REAL body!”
The Compy raised a brow. “… But, you’re already like a hundred times bigger than any of them.”
“Which is WHY they need to be put in their place!” Stefka said with a chuckle. Constantine rolled his eyes.
“Well, do what you want,” said Pomeline, “but I’M gonna go catch some waves! Woo-HOO!” She ran off, custom-made surfboard in arm.
“Are you gonna CATCH waves, or MAKE them?!” he shouted. It was no good. The Para was already stomping eagerly toward the water, already way out of earshot of his tiny voice. Constantine sighed, shaking his head.
He was then bounced around slightly as he felt the vibrations of the Brachio chuckling above him. “Well, guess that leaves you and me, my little sweet,” Bayusha said. “Come now, darling. I show you why Big Bay is champion of volleyball court!”
Constantine grunted. “Are you sure you being champion of the volleyball court doesn’t have anything to do with the fact that you tower high above the net, take up half the court, and are pretty much impossible to score against, not to mention that volleyball is bigger than my whole body?”
“… Mmmmaybe, but THEIR problem, not mine~” Bayusha giggled as she stomped in the direction of the court.
The Compy sighed, defeated. “… Can you at least let me out?”
“Find trunks yet?”
Constantine looked down at the cleavage he hung in, the last place he had seen his trunks. “… Not yet…”
“Then no,” Bayusha said firmly. “This area is not nude beach, yes?”
Constantine groaned. At least that was ONE rule she followed.
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This is probably one of the most extensive pics I've ever done, but for my tenth-year mark, I decided to try something that I could add to little-by-little each day, and this is the result.
Thank you all, and enjoy!
EDIT: Refresh for better res.
Bayusha, Stefka, Pomeline, and Constantine ©
blaze_koopaCheck out my Twitter!
Category All / Fat Furs
Species Dinosaur
Size 2496 x 1280px
File Size 1.48 MB
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