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Bigger is Usually Better

Written by Diamonddog16

Summer was in full swing and that brought the chance for all kinds of outdoor activities. Even better was the light breeze in the air, providing some defense from the beaming sun. Those two factors made it the perfect day for an outing at the beach. Intending to take full advantage were a bear and badger. The latter was packing the last few things they would need. It was their intention to spend the rest of the day there. Though excited, the black and white mammal was a bit annoyed to be doing this alone. Likely the other was still in the bedroom, "trying on" his new beachwear.

As for him, he was already dressed for the occasion. Going back and forth, grabbing and packing things, the badger was nearly nude, having nothing but a dark blue g-string to cover him up. This article of clothing seemed to be worn with pride, evident by the frequent swaying of his wide hips. Very wide. He was bless with what one would call a "hyper ass." He just couldn't wait for the stares and gawks that would be coming his way, from those who were either jealous or wanting for him. Too bad he was taken.

Bending over made it clear that the string was practically nonexistent on the other side, being buried between the massive bubble-like mounds that swayed and jiggled while he carried on. Over his gentle humming, he could hear some grunts coming from the bedroom. He rolled his eyes, figuring that it must have been about an hour now. Was it really that hard?

In the bedroom, a rather large bear, being bigger and wider than the badger, indeed grunting with effort and sweating hard despite the powered air conditioner cooling the room. The thing causing him so much grief was a brand new g-string, purchased from a specialty store that catered to those with bigger-than-usual assets. It was advertised as their biggest size, stretchy-yet-durable as well. Even then, it was a major struggle to get the damn thing on. It refused to climb any higher than halfway up his hips, being drawn thin at the widest point.

Though very annoying, the ursine felt pride in outdoing the best product they had. His butt was massive, much more than his sweet Badger Buns. He knew that it made the other mammal jealous, often being teased for how big his backside was; getting stuck in doorways, and causing damage from just turning around without looking around first. But the bear took it all in stride, knowing that the badger was just jealous of his partner's ass being bigger and fatter than his own.

"Come on..! Come...on!!" He continued to growl and snarl, putting all of his strength into pulling the garment up. Maybe it was his desperate burst of added force or the sweat aiding his efforts. Slowly at first, the g-string crawled up the thickest part of his hips. Still pulling hard, it finally came shooting upwards. A yelp and long winded groan filled the room. The brown bear's eyes welled a bit from the stinging pain. With all the force he put into pulling up, the garment smacked his bits and taint hard.

"T-there we go..." Once the pain eased, he noticed some discomfort. Figuring that it was pulled too far up, he shook his body until the string loosened between his plump bear buns, easing that pressure. Now his "attire" was matching that of his Honeybutt. He only now noticed that their bedroom, being just big enough for the large-rumped pair, was heavily reeking of bear. While still panting heavily, he took in the scent of his own musk, finding comfort in it. His scent usually persisted, even while the air conditioner was going. He'd likely hear some complaining from his partner upon their return.

He looked at the clock on the wall and realized just how much time he spent in the bedroom. At this point, his Honeybutt was likely done packing. On the nightstand was a flier for some events happening at the beach, everyday that week was something different. But today in particular had many things that appealed to him especially. Quickly gathering a few extra things they might need out there, he finally left the bedroom, closing the door and trapping his scent inside. The moment he stepped into the living room, the first thing his eyes focused on was the badger stuffing the last of their things into their beach bags, being bent over and showing off his fat rump.

He was handed the last few things and huffed. "So, you finally got it on. I thought you got a bigger size," the badger complained.

"This is the bigger size," the bear pointed out defensively, tugging at the tight fitting thing, letting it snap back against his hip. "The biggest size they have in fact." He flashed a smug grin at the other mammal, noting the smaller size that hugged the badger's hips.

Scoffing, the badger took the last few things and stuffed them in with the others, zipping it up. He went ahead to put the bags in the car while his Honeybear stayed behind, doing a final check for anything missed. While looking around, he couldn't help but adjust his g-string. It was tighter than expected. Maybe he should have asked the staff if they had something even bigger than this. That would have to wait. It fit just fine for the most part and the beach was waiting for him.

"Ready when you are," the badger said upon returning. They were finally ready to go. Excitement flared within the bear, strolling towards the open door. It was his intention to walk right out the front door and into the car but he was suddenly stopped right in his tracks. There was a moment of confusion before he tugged his body forwards, but it didn't budge. His lower half, namely his giant hips and even bigger butt were just too big to fit through.

"Oh come on!" the ursine groaned. "I thought the doorway was expanded!"

"No they show up until Tuesday," the badger snickered, watching the bigger mammal struggling to get through.

"Less laughing, more helping."

"Alright, alright..."

The bear huffed in annoyance. He fit through the door just fine last week when picking out the g-string. Sure, he may have gotten a bit bigger down there since then... His front half stood out the door but his hyper ass barred from him going any further. From the badger's perspective it was clear to see that his sweetheart's rump had gotten much bigger than it was before. Just from a quick glance he could tell that there was no way it was going to fit through the doorway, pretty much being narrow in comparison now. Nevertheless, he came in close behind. While doing so he took a deep breath in preparation, inadvertently filling his nose with bear musk.

He faltered for a moment. For as much as he complained about the smell that came from his partner sweating, there was something about it that just got to him. A shudder ran up his spine as he eased in, pressing his paws to the doughy mounds. They were already soft without the smooth fur covering them, damp from all the sweat. Ignoring the smell and feeling, he began to push. The only thing that accomplished was pressing his hands into the softness. He couldn't help but give them a squeeze.

"Hey!" the stuck bear called.

"I'm trying!" Grunting with effort, the badger actually began to assist by pushing from behind but he didn't seem to be making any effort and it was hard to keep a grip. The brown pelt was slick and his paw kept sliding around. On the other end, the bear in question was even more annoyed. He couldn't tell if his Honeybutt was actually helping or just using the opportunity to play with his ass. One moment they were centered, the next they were rubbing all over. There was some effort on his part to hold back a shudder and groan from how surprisingly good it felt.

Again, the badger lost his grip, his paw sliding right down the curvature of the right cheek. His gasp and yelp was quickly muffled by his face planting right between the soft rump cheeks. Only for a moment he attempted to pull himself out, being quickly done in by another lungful of bear musk. This time he made no attempts at melting from the earthy smell. He was pushed back by a firm thrust back of the bear's backside.

"Come on! We're gonna be late for the beach!" the bear complained. "You can smell my ass later."

"I'm trying my best here!" the badger complained back, now using all of his might, causing him to sweat a bit as well. He just kept straining, using all of his might to get his partner through. "Ugh! You'd think all that sweat would help!"

On his end, the bear's efforts to get himself through the door was making him sweat again. While grunting and straining, he wasn't immediately aware of the potent musk that was spreading out into the living room. It came from both mammals but the intoxicating aroma of bear sweat overpowered the badger's. For a moment or two he was distracted by his own smell. But he neglected to point out his own moment of falter, instead demanding another hard push from his partner.

The two of them worked together, counting down and trying with all their might to get him through. One, twice, and a third time... At that point, the badger's arms were aching and his paws were damp with sweat. Any attempt to push against the large bear cheeks just came off as him massaging them. Though not his intention, there was some excitement that came from running his palms along the musky surface. It was so warm and soft...

"Ugh! Forget it!" the bear let out an exasperated groan. He could push anymore. Between this and his efforts before, all of his energy was tapped out. Not only did he stop trying to go forwards, but he just let the weight of his backside pull him back. "Guess it wasn't meant to be..."

There was a yelp behind him, quickly muffled by the weight that came down. The badger was soon being sat on, his face planted firmly between the two damp cheeks. Instead of just his paws, sweat was being smeared all over his face. Now being nearly smothered, it was impossible to not take in the heady aroma, letting it fill his lungs. A heavy haze clouded his mind before a sigh of delight came. His paws were back to massaging the bubbly surfaces, groping and rubbing them with more vigor, shamelessly feeling as much as he could.

Taking a moment to catch his breath, the ursine had only then noticed how sweaty his entire body was, but the fur of his ass was especially soaked. He was sitting on something as well; something soft and warm. It was moving as well, touching and feeling him up. A murr of comfort came from him and the realization came that his Badger Buns wasn't complaining any more.

"Honeybutt?" he asked, looking around. A bit more weight was put down on the cushion he sat upon, finding it rather comfortable. After calming down, he finally noticed the movements that came from his "cushion." And looking down, a pair of black furred feet could be seen sticking out from underneath his thighs. "Oh..." he chuckled. "There you are."

"Y-yeah," the badger groaned. "You mind getting off of me?"

"Actually, I'm kind of comfortable," the ursine smirked. "And you're giving me a pretty good massage."

"Yeah well... Maybe I deserve a little something for all my efforts," the black and white mammal huffed. "Wasted efforts..." the added part was muttered under his breath. His Honeybear snickered and planted a bit more weight down, grinding his backside over his partner's face.

"Well then, have at it."

The badger had nothing to say in response, unable to deny the pure desire that overcame him. With no ounce of shame nor any hesitation he stopped talking drew in a long breath instead, getting high on the strong odor. A deep sigh of bliss could just be heard under the plumpness, leading to the bear wearing a smug grin that couldn't be seen. He could feel the sniffs and huffs of warm breath in between. For all the whining and grief he received, they were hardly backed up. At the end of the day, his Badger Buns just couldn't resist his prized assets.

"Jeez. This smell's gonna stick around..." A lean back slipped his muzzle in between the brown furred cheeks, muffling his voice. Getting the message, the badger rolled his eyes and gave in. Putting his mouth to use in other ways, he drew his tongue along the curvature, collecting the taste of sweat on the surface. He gave a lick to the other cheek, doing so slowly to savor the flavor and odor that continued to pour into his nostrils.

Letting his senses be consumed, the badger's free paws were from just rubbing to squeezing handfuls of the softness. In addition, one paw would continue doing that, the other was instead shaking and giving light smacks. This did well to make the entire rump jiggle and wobble. His Honeybear giggled, revealing the tickling feeling that came from the groping-and-shaking. Knowing that, the actions were intensified, making the bear's ass ripple and wave continuously.

Between the sniffing and licking, the badger was filled with excitement, evident by the rising in his g-string, getting his partner's attention from the repeated poking of his thigh. Seeing this, the bigger mammal just smirked and let the other get his fill. A shudder than through him from another lick that was given. This one was different; being done in between, rolling right over the thin string that concealed the bear's hole. That produced an unexpected feeling. Another lick came, being fully felt through the thin garment.

Knowing that his Sweetheart couldn't resist, the badger continued to tease the soft bear hole, going back and forth between soft licking and nibbling at the drawn taut string. Despite being sat on, he took some control by teasing his partner with unrelenting touches of his tongue, alternating between lighter and heavier licks. The bear was unable to hold back his moans, waves of stimulation rushing through him.

"You're really loving my musk, aren't you?" the ursine teased, grinding his hole against the soft badger lips. Another nibble was given to the string, followed by a sudden snap. The orange g-string hugging the bear's hips suddenly sprung free, exposing his hole and his erection, bobbing free between his thick legs. "Dang it! Ah well, it barely fit anyways..."

The badger was given free reign and wasted no time rimming his partner, burying his head in between the pillowy asscheeks. The moans that came from the bear grew louder, simply enjoying the eating out of his ass. While enjoying the feelings, he looked ahead and noticed the smaller cooler that was left on the porch. Leaning forwards, he was just able to reach it, pulling the container close to himself before opening it, revealing the drinks, sandwiches, and snacks that had been packed ahead of time.

"Hmm," the ursine hummed to himself, grabbing a few sandwiches for himself. His Badger Buns was still licking deep, running his tongue along the smooth musky walls, his voice muffled as he worked. But his ears flicked when he heard the sounds of his partner opening the plastic bags and readily biting into the sandwiches he had prepared for them. This didn't bother him much, it being clear that their beach plans were canceled, but just as he began to get lost in more deep licking, he heard another sandwich being unearthed and eaten.

"H-hey! Those were for the both of us y'know!" the badger huffed. He was clearly heard but his partner just kept on eating, much to his furthered annoyance. "Your ass is fat enough as it is."

"No such thing, Honeybutt!" the bear challenged triumphantly. "Besides. I'll order us some pizza later." He accepted that they were going anywhere. Even if he was now stuck inside until the front door's expansion, there was no reason that they couldn't have fun in a different way.

The badger rolled his eyes but liked the sound of that... To get over how he felt, his focus was put back into smothering himself, hugging close to his Honeybear's ass. He just let himself be a cushion for comfort while the other helped himself to everything in the cooler. After finishing the sandwiches, the snacks were scarfed and washed down with the drinks packed as well, soon leaving the cooler empty. Sighing and rubbing his belly, the bigger mammal eased back, further sinking his ass down on the badger.

His Honeybutt was absolutely content with being fully sat on. Unlike the other, the g-string was straining against his erection, the front being wet from all the precum that dribbled into it. It could be felt by the other, noting the strings that clung to the fur of his thighs. His own cock, fully exposed, was dribbling pre as well. The steady teasing and deep probing in his ass kept pleasure flaring within him.

"Hmm, I think about ten pizzas will do," he wondered aloud. "Yeah. 4 for you and 6 for me..." There was some muffled talking underneath him. "Of course. I'm a big bear who's needs have to be met." Following right after came more muffled speech. "Oh! That's right. We're gonna need some bread too and..."

but the badger reached over and grabbed his phone, having just enough room to reach upwards, handing it upwards to the comfortable ursine. Pizza did sound good and the idea of watching his partner scarf it all down was a rather exciting prospect. In exchange, he created a plan to get one over on his big bear boo. There was only so much his tongue could do after all...

While his partner ordered, he was rimming hard the entire time, listening to the lengthy order. "Yes. We'll have 10 pizzas, all meat lovers with extra of all toppings. Extra cheese too. Some cinnamon breads, I think... 3 of them. 4 large sodas. And...a side of chicken wings! Oh yeah it's quite the event being hosted here. Right. Thanks!" Rather than padssing the phone back, the bear went ahead to check the website for the specialty store he bought the g-string from.

"I'm sure they have a bigger size online..." After a full minute of scrolling, he found an online exclusive size, being much bigger than anything they carried in store. "This should work. Hmm... Maybe I should order two. Just in case..." A thumbs up came from his Badger Buns, having yet another thing to look forward to. But he had a feeling that history was going to repeat itself. All of that food usually went straight to his Sweetheart's hips first...