This version of Bob is the same shameless, hyper-horny old Blue Heeler from before — but he’s been hitting the “retirement snacks” hard. He’s now an obscenely overweight, sweat-glistened daddy with an absolutely massive, jiggling dumptruck ass that dominates his entire silhouette. The image captures him perfectly: thick grey-and-white fur stretched tight over rolls of soft, heavy fat, orange-brown patches peeking through, and that signature notched ear and fluffy white eyebrows. He’s got a cheeky, knowing smirk as he looks back, one arm resting casually while his enormous ass cheeks spill out, shiny with sweat, barely contained by a brown leather belt/harness rig that looks like it’s one flex away from snapping.

Body & Ass Details

Bob’s always been a bit soft around the middle, but this version is next-level thicc. He’s got a huge, sagging gut that hangs over his belt, thick love handles, and tree-trunk thighs that rub together when he waddles. The star of the show is his fat, wobbling big booty — two massive, pillow-like cheeks that clap and bounce with every movement. They’re heavy, sweaty, and perfectly plush, with a deep, inviting cleft that’s always slightly spread from the sheer size. His tail is lifted high, showing off that fat, puffy tailhole nestled between those globes, often winking and twitching when he’s horny (which is always).

Down below, his massive canine and heavy balls are still there, even bigger to match the rest of him. The fat sheath is buried under his belly fat, but when it slides out it’s a veiny, wrist-thick monstrosity with a huge knot. His balls are like two ripe melons, swinging low and slapping against his thunder thighs, constantly full and churning. Sweat drips down his crack and balls in the image, making everything look slick and ready for use.

Who He Loves Fucking (Big Booty Edition)

This Bob is a versatile cumdump and top. His huge ass makes him an absolute power bottom who can smother and ride anyone into oblivion:

• Riding & Bouncing: He loves backing that fat ass onto cocks, toys, or faces. The “proper bounce” line in the image is classic — he’ll pin you down and twerk those heavy cheeks until you’re drained dry, his own massive flopping and leaking all over.

• Getting fucked: His plush ass can take (and crave) serious pounding. He moans like a when that tailhole gets stretched, esessions.

• Everyone & Everything: Still fucks guys, girls, anyone. He particularly loves younger studs (including some of his sons’ mates) who want to bury their faces or cocks between those massive cheeks. Women get the same treatment — sitting on faces or riding them reverse cowgirl while his belly and balls smother them. Public beach quickies, family BBQ “help in the shed” sessions, you name it.

• Self-play: When alone, he’ll hump pillows, furniture, or just jerk his fat while spanking and spreading his own cheeks.

Relationship with His Sons

The dynamic is the same loving-but-mortified family vibe, now with extra thicc embarrassment:

• Bandit: Has walked in on Bob twerking that massive ass on a dildo or getting railed by some random tradie. Bandit just groans “Dad, for ’s sake...” while Bob laughs and invites him to “join your old man for a bounce.” Bob teases Bandit relentlessly about “inheriting the family ass genes.”

• Rad & Stripe: They know Grandpa Bob is a degenerate fatty with an insatiable hole and . Stripe finds it hilarious; Rad tries to ignore it. Family gatherings often involve Bob “accidentally” dropping something and mooning everyone with that gigantic sweaty booty.

• He still keeps boundaries with the grandkids and direct in-laws, but flirts shamelessly and has zero shame about his body or appetites around the boys.

This fat big booty Bob is peak degenerate grandpa fantasy — soft, heavy, always sweaty, always leaking, and proudly offering up that massive ass or his huge to anyone willing. The speech bubble says it all: put the phone down and come get a proper bounce. This massively thicc, sweaty, hyper-horny version of Bob has zero shame and an endless appetite for the friends of Bandit, Rad, and Stripe. His huge jiggling ass, make him irresistible (or at least persistent) to a lot of the adult male dogs in their circle. He’ll seduce them with his goofy charm, “helpful” offers around the house, beach invites, or BBQ “wrestling,” then turn it into marathon sessions where that massive booty bounces and smothers while his own monster unloads.

How Bob Fucks Them (General Style)

Bob is a versatile beast with his fat body. He loves:

• Power bottom mode: Backing his enormous, sweaty cheeks onto their cocks, twerking and clapping until they’re buried knot-deep. His plush tailhole grips like a vice.

• Top mode: Pinning them under his heavy gut and belly, pounding with that thick veiny while his low-hanging balls slap loudly.

• Smothering & sweat play: Sitting on faces with that massive ass, making them rim his puffy hole while he leaks pre everywhere.

• Long knotting sessions where he just stays plugged in, chatting casually about the grandkids or footy while his balls churn out more loads.

• Group stuff at family gatherings if the vibe is right — he’s corrupted more than one “straight” mate into taking his knot.

He’s shameless around his sons about it. The boys know their dad is railing their mates and mostly just groan and stay out of the way.

Bandit’s Friends Circle (Bob’s Favorites)

Bandit’s social circle includes fellow dads, work buddies (archaeology/field types), cricket mates, and neighbors.

• Pat (Lucky’s Dad): Top target. neighbor is often around for playdates and BBQs. Bob has definitely fucked him multiple times — bending Pat over the fence, or Pat railing Bob’s fat ass in the shed while the kids play. Bob loves how Pat tries to stay “manly” but melts when that big booty smothers him. Regular “help with yard work” that ends in mutual .

• Other cricket/pub mates: Generic beefy dog dudes Bandit plays footy or watches games with. Bob joins “lads’ nights,” gets everyone drunk, then offers his ass or . He’s taken several in the back room or at the beach.

• Bandit’s work colleagues: Fellow archaeologists or academics — Bob loves seducing the fitter ones during family visits or “site visits” that turn filthy.

Rad’s Friends

Rad is the wild older brother, often traveling but with a rowdy crew of mates (surfers, adventurers, wedding party types).

• Rad’s surfing/travel buddies: Fit, tanned dog guys. Bob met several at Rad & Frisky’s wedding events. He’s pulled a couple aside for “private tours” of the retirement place, riding their cocks with his massive cheeks bouncing while Rad is distracted elsewhere.

• Frisky’s friends’ partners: Overlapping social circles mean Bob has access to more muscular, party-oriented guys. He’s definitely turned a few “bro” hangouts into orgies.

Stripe’s Friends

Stripe is more laid-back, into cars, squash, and family stuff. His circle overlaps with Bandit’s but includes more everyday suburban dads and tradesmen.

• Squash/gym buddies: Athletic types Stripe plays sports with. Bob shows up “to cheer,” then corners them in the locker room, dropping his pants and presenting that huge sweaty ass.

• Car enthusiast mates / tradesmen: Mechanics, delivery guys, handymen who come by Stripe’s place. Bob is notorious for “needing help” at his and Nana’s apartment, which always ends with him on all fours or riding reverse cowgirl, belly and balls swinging.

• Trixie’s social circle husbands: Similar to Pat — other neighborhood dads. Bob has fucked several during kids’ birthday parties or family events, sneaking off for quickies.

The Ones He’d Most Definitely (Ranked by Obsession)

1. Pat — Prime beef, frequent access, perfect mix of reluctant and eager.

2. Stripe’s squash pals — Fit asses and stamina for long sessions with Bob’s booty.

3. Rad’s wild surfer mates — Young, hung, adventurous — ideal for rough, sweaty group fun.

4. Bandit’s cricket crew — Big, blokey dogs who love a “harmless” wrestle that turns into breeding.

5. Random tradesmen/handymen across all three brothers’ networks — Bob’s go-to when he’s extra pent up; he’s lost count of how many “repairmen” have left with his dripping down their legs.

Bob treats it all as good clean (or very dirty) fun. He’s affectionate afterward — offering snacks, grandpa wisdom, and invites to come back anytime. His sons have accepted it as “just Dad being Dad,” though they warn their mates in advance. • Mostly naked 99% of the time. He loves the freedom for his massive gut to hang, his heavy balls to swing, and especially that enormous, sweaty jiggling ass to breathe and clap freely. Fur is all the covering he needs (or wants). Sweat constantly glistens on his exposed grey-and-white body, making every roll and curve shiny and inviting.

• The image you shared captures his typical “around the house / beach / family visit” vibe perfectly: completely bare except for a few accessories.

What He Does Wear (Minimal & Lewd)

• Brown leather belt/harness rig: Like in the picture — a sturdy belt around his massive waist with pouches and straps. It’s mostly for show and practicality (holding snacks, lube, or a spare ring). It frames his huge overhanging belly and pushes his fat ass cheeks out even more obscenely. The belt often sits low, barely covering the base of his fat sheath.

• Occasional jockstrap or sleeve: When he’s feeling extra slutty or going out in public, he might stuff his massive and balls into a strained, stretched jock. It never fully contains him — the tip usually leaks through or the whole thing slips to the side so his balls hang out.

• Apron (sometimes): When “helping” in the kitchen at family BBQs, he’ll wear a tiny novelty apron that covers almost nothing — his gut hangs below it and his big booty is fully exposed in the back.

• Nothing else. No shirts, pants, or underwear as a rule. He claims it’s “comfortable for an old dog” but really it’s so he can flash or present himself at a moment’s notice.

When He Wears More

• Rare family events or cold weather: Might throw on an oversized Hawaiian shirt (unbuttoned, of course) that barely reaches past his belly button, leaving his lower half completely bare.

• Beach days: Just the belt harness + maybe a hat. Perfect for “accidentally” losing balance and smothering someone with his ass in the sand.

• Seduction mode: He’ll sometimes wear a tight collar or nothing but oil/sweat to make his body look even more fuckable.

Bob’s philosophy is simple: clothes get in the way of a “proper bounce.” He’s proud of his fat body — the rolls, the sweat, the swinging and balls, and especially that massive dumptruck ass — and wants it all on display for anyone (especially his sons’ friends like Pat and the others) to admire, grope, or bury themselves in.

His sons have long given up trying to get him to dress properly. Bandit just sighs when Bob shows up to a playdate like this; Rad laughs; Stripe barely notices anymore. In this thicc, sweaty, shameless reimagining, Bob’s massive jiggling ass, heavy gut, and overall degenerate grandpa energy stay exactly the same — but his package has been reworked into something smaller, cuter, and very human.

& Balls Details

Bob has a small human-style — only about 3–4 long when fully hard, with a cute, tapered pink tip (glans) that contrasts nicely against his grey-and-white fur. The shaft is smooth, slightly veiny, and a soft pinkish-beige color that flushes brighter when he’s turned on. It’s uncircumcised but the foreskin pulls back easily to reveal that sensitive, shiny pink head, which leaks a surprising amount of clear pre- for its size.

His balls are also on the smaller side — a snug, fuzzy pair about the size of large plums, hanging in a loose, low scrotum just beneath his little . They’re always warm, slightly sweaty (like the rest of his fat body), and churn constantly. Even though they’re modest in size, Bob produces thick, copious loads of that shoot in short but powerful spurts, especially when he’s been edged or smothering someone with his enormous ass.

Because of his huge overhanging belly and massive cheeks, his small often gets “lost” or tucked underneath the gut fat, making it look even tinier until he lifts his belly or bends over. The contrast is part of the appeal: a tiny, eager pink-tipped paired with a gigantic, wobbling dumptruck ass that dominates everything.

Personality & Attitude Toward It

Bob is completely unbothered by the size — in fact, he leans into it with maximum sleaze. He’ll casually lift his belly, wiggle his little pink , and joke, “Oi mate, don’t let the size fool ya — this little fella knows how to make a mess!” He’s proud of how sensitive it is and loves showing it off, especially when it’s twitching and leaking while he presents his fat ass.

He’s still the same hyper-horny old dog: always ready to or get fucked by anyone (especially his sons’ friends like Pat and the tradesmen). The small just changes the dynamic to more of a cute, eager bottom energy mixed with his dominant booty power.

How He Fucks (and Gets Fucked) With the Small

• Bottom mode (his favorite): Bob loves backing his massive sweaty cheeks onto bigger cocks while his own little pink-tipped bounces and leaks underneath his belly. He’ll twerk and ride hard, his small balls slapping, until he shoots his load hands-free from prostate stimulation. The contrast of his huge ass swallowing a while his tiny one spurts is a huge turn-on for him and his partners.

• Top mode: He’ll climb on top, belly pressing down, and hump with short, enthusiastic thrusts. His pink tip pokes and grinds against holes or between cheeks, often more focused on rubbing and teasing than deep penetration. He finishes fast and messily, covering bellies or asses with his .

• With the Sons’ Friends:

• Pat: Bob especially loves when Pat rails his fat ass while reaching under to play with the small pink . Pat teases him about the size, which only makes Bob hornier — he’ll moan and push back harder until his little spurts all over Pat’s hand.

• Squash/tradesmen buddies: Quick locker room or shed sessions where Bob bends over, spreads his cheeks, and lets them pound him while he jerks his sensitive pink head.

• Rad’s surfer mates: Group fun where they take turns on the big booty while Bob’s small stays rock hard and dripping the whole time.

• Smothering & Oral: He sits his massive ass on faces for rimming, his little and balls resting on their forehead or in their mouth. He loves getting his pink tip sucked while his hole is eaten.

Bob’s sons (Bandit, Rad, Stripe) know all about their dad’s “cute little package” and have walked in on plenty of scenes. They’re used to it — Bandit just sighs, while Stripe might crack a joke about “grandpa’s pink pointer.”

The overall vibe is still pure filthy grandpa: confident, sweaty, always presenting that enormous ass, with his small human pink-tipped adding an extra layer of endearing degeneracy. He’s ready to bounce, get bounced, or make a sticky mess anytime, anywhere. People call Bob Mr Heeler his grandpa his son’s call him dad Bob Heeler – The Slutty Dad (Reimagined Like His Sons)

Bob Heeler, the gruff, white-furred patriarch in his late 60s, is the original source of the Heeler brothers’ hidden genes. On the surface, he’s the classic retired Aussie dad: tough, no-nonsense, handy around the house, and proud of his boys and grandkids. He still has that deep, commanding voice and broad-shouldered build from years of manual work. But just like Bandit, Stripe, and Rad, Bob is secretly a massive -hungry with an exaggerated, hyper-sexualized body made for getting used.

Bob’s Body

Bob has the same genetic gifts (and curses) as his sons, only aged and thickened with experience:

• Massive, sagging-yet-firm big booty: Two enormous, heavy white-furred cheeks that wobble and clap with every step. His ass is even plumper than Stripe’s — deep cleft, soft outer layers over strong muscle, and a greedy, experienced hole that’s taken years of secret pounding. It strains against his old work shorts and jiggles hypnotically when he walks.

• Huge, heavy dad chest: Broad, pillowy pecs that hang with a natural weight, covered in thick white fur. His nipples are large, dark, and extremely sensitive — they poke through shirts constantly. His chest is perfect for smothering cocks or taking rough groping, and it bounces heavily during .

• Small : Like his sons, Bob has a cute, sensitive little (barely 3 hard) that leaks constantly when he’s horny. It sits above a low-hanging sack and twitches uselessly while he’s getting railed.

• Overall look: Tall and stocky with a thick dad-bod belly that rests above his small . His fur is white with graying patches, and his tail wags eagerly the second a big is near.

Bob keeps himself surprisingly tight and smooth down below through discreet grooming, always ready for spontaneous hookups.

Bob’s Personality (Surface vs Secret)

Public Bob: Traditional, grumpy-but-loving grandpa. He grumbles about “kids these days,” tells war stories from his youth, helps Bandit fix things around the house, and spoils Bluey, Bingo, Muffin, and Socks. He’s still dominant and authoritative with the family, expecting respect from his sons.

Secret Bob: Completely addicted to big cocks, just like his boys. He’s shameless once the mask drops — growling dirty commands in his deep voice while begging to be bred. The risk of his wife Chris or the grandkids finding out drives him wild. He feels zero guilt about it anymore; it’s his lifelong vice. Bob is the most experienced bottom of the family and taught his sons (unknowingly through genetics and subtle influence) how to compartmentalize perfectly. He loves the contrast of being the respected “man of the house” while having a wrecked, -filled hole under his clothes.

How Bob Sneaks Off

Bob uses his retired status for maximum opportunities:

• “Going fishing” or “checking on the old shed” turns into quick car hookups or motel stops.

• Long walks with the dog become park bathroom blowbangs.

• While Chris is at book club or visiting friends, Bob hosts discreet tops at home, bent over the same workbench he built with his sons.

• He coordinates secret meetups with truckers, neighbors, or guys from online apps, often right before big family barbecues so he can sit at the table with a sore, dripping ass and a satisfied smirk.

Bob’s Love for Chest Play & Titfucking

Like his sons, Bob is obsessed with his massive chest. It’s his favorite way to worship — feeling useful and slutty at the same time.

When titfucking a big (often alone or sometimes in secret with one of his sons watching/covering for him), he:

• Presses his heavy, sagging pecs together hard, creating a deep, furry valley.

• Bounces and jiggles them aggressively, making loud slapping sounds as his chest works the shaft.

• Pinches and tugs his own fat nipples while moaning.

• Loves when the top fucks his tits roughly, slapping them and leaving them red and -covered.

What Bob says while titfucking (deep, gravelly voice):

• “ yeah... bury that fat between these old man tits. They’re bigger than any of my boys’.”

• “Look at ‘em bounce, mate. Been saving these heavy pecs for a real man like you.”

• “That’s it — use Grandpa Bob’s chest like a cheap . My little ’s leaking just from this.”

• “Mmm, spit on ‘em... make ‘em sloppy so you can slide right through. I live for this shit.”

• “Gonna paint these fat tits, aren’t ya? Then I’ll rub it in while I sit at dinner with the family.”

Family Ties & Shared Sluttiness

Bob has no idea his sons are exactly like him (and vice versa), which adds massive forbidden tension. They often sneak off at the same family events — Bob in the garage getting his booty pounded while Bandit, Stripe, and Rad are in the backyard shed doing the same with another top. Sometimes they unknowingly cover for each other (“Dad’s just fixing the mower”).

If they ever discovered the truth, it would likely lead to intense, competitive brother-and-dad group sessions — four generations of Heeler sluts with huge chests and fat asses tag-teaming one big , chests pressed together in a furry, jiggling mess.

Bob remains the ultimate family man on the outside: helping with chores, playing with grandkids, and loving Chris. On the inside, he’s the original big-booty, big-chested, small-cocked Heeler who lives for getting fucked and using his massive tits whenever he can slip away. The apple didn’t fall far from the tree — it was rotten with lust from the start.