GUYS, I FOUND A BEAR (´・ω・\`). It’s just so fuzzy looking, it’s adorably cute and soft. Just look at its nice, lean front legs. It’s clearly well exercised and has taken many strolls through the wilds. The way its mouth droops with excitement when it sees a little bit of food is just so uwu! I saw it tapping the pinwheel in the yard, seeing how it spins and the like :3 Could you imagine any other animal attempting it? I couldn’t. They might even be more sentient than some humans! Yeah, I know, I’m probably overexaggerating their intelligence. They’re mostly solitary animals, kinda like me xD And it’s so big too… imagine how soft it might be, beneath all of those coats of fur? Rubbing it would have suuuuuuuuch a lush feeling. Every piece of hair combing through your smooth, pure fingertips. It probably roams about, alone, every night… I’m sure it would want a cute lil companion like me, right x3 I could help it scout for some of the fruit it needs, being it’s helpful guide through the woods as it tumbles through the brush. I’d be the tall one for once! Do you think it likes blueberries? Oh, I love blueberries! I could handfeed the bear, cozying up to it as the sun sets, rubbing its plump belly all the way around uwu. Something about it makes me feel a bit more… inquisitive though, if you know what i mean (´・ω・\`). I… I b-bet it has a big furry cock underneath all that fuzzy wuzzy fur :3 Okay, okay, I’ll backtrack a lil, maybe that’s a little too much xd But what else can I do for the bear? I can feed it nice berries, but it can do that on its own… It’s nice and powerful, independent UWU There’s one thing that it needs attention for: affection. it might be a solitary cutie, but it needs some love and care to keep it through the day… it would be so romantic for him to lead me to his den, me with nice ripe grapes in my hand strolling slowly as the moon begins to rise owo it would settle me down into the back of its den, where it’s nice and dim and cozy hehe… There would be leaves and straw packed alllll along the floor to keep a nice comfy cushion, aside from his big, hunky meat (´・ω・\`) in the far corner of the gloomy, but warm den, there would be a mommy bear, his occasional lover before i entered his life… slowly, it would swat at the ground to draw my attention to its well-padded soft bed. i would have to lay down – what more could i do? I was there for one reason by then, so all I could do was submit to its insistent begging 0w0 i placed my tight tummy down on the ground, splaying my smol hands and feetsies out as far as i could onto the hay. i was then perfectly flat and still, enough to resemble prey so its natural predatory instincts to kick it. i was it’s docile human pet, ready to be used whenever he desired UwU g-god i’m… i’ve never felt this way before… i’ve started to feel equally instinctual, impulsive to my bear’s natural demands. i want it on top of me, desperately. there’s nothing more i can desire in this state, being it’s scrumptious prey (´・ω・\`) rawring above me, my b-bear was signing to me to spread open wide for easy access. it’s soft, dark-as-night fur once encapsulated its fleshy penis, but now it was poking out of its sheath with a prickly, bright red staff to penetrate me with.We both desired a friend for the night :3 our bond together was impeccable by now, one that can’t be broken except by time. i hear they live for about 18 years. the longer my bear lives, the hornier i get for them <3 i’d want to be taken to its den and held captive there for the rest of its years, getting raped by its huge bulging cock… this would be my duty, nurturing its masculine build with my constant diligence to its needs. it might need a lil friend to push around in the morning hehe :3I got right into the dirt with it. the hay was stamped into the ground, likely by His previous endeavors with other bears. i was being bed right where the mommy bear had been, likely the night before, too. the floor was surprisingly dry and warm, due to his tight, authoritative order of His den. i was now a hot, moist cavity amid the staleness of the air around me 0w0 my bear sensed the wetness of my body amid the straw, poking my smooth arms with his paws to keep them perfectly positioned for a simple entry. once ready, he quit poking, and stamped my appendages with his great big paws (´・ω・\`) their sliiiightly calloused skin rubbed like sandpaper across my arms, but made me feel closer to his body than ever before – that would change soon enough ;\] he was slowly crushing me with every moment that he waited for entry, drawing me closer to a terrifyingly painful climax that could never be fulfilled by my bear. my honey bear could sense my discomfort, and moved in swiftly to take my virgin hips uwu. his ribbed cock was now slimy with his anticipation, covered in a light viscous substance. he thrusted his red rocket into my plump ass, rubbing my insides with his sharp spikes, pulling blood out all the way around the rim. the sheer injury caused with each push couldn’t be soothed, the softness of his hanging hibernation tummy allowed for a bit of cushion between my back and his injector ;> feeling it squash my bones down to the ground would be the most natural experience i would know at that moment. a human would be incapable of matching my bear’s primal urge to breed my body. my parts were slowly being splattered into a pancake, slowly making my body less nimble and able. globs of his animalistic cum would gush onto my supple thighs, staining my pale skin with each wave. crushing me in every pump, he would eventually fill my flesh pocket with his predator goo :3 his territory now marked, he removed his drenched appendage and stepped away, rawring with pride. he was now vindicated, having claimed not just a womanly bear for his own, but a submissive human pet. competition with other bears for matings was no longer necessary – he was now in command of two toys 0w0 however, my bear was not reckless – he truly cared for us. upon seeing my body crumbled by his power, he sniffed and nudged my head slowly for signs of life. barely hanging on, he pushed my body back up against the cool cave wall. this would be my life now, kept in His captivity :3 each day the cycle of rapturing repeats, and all i can do is sit there and take it like a good boi, all for my honey bear (´・ω・\`) Oh his name is Colin btw