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It had only taken about a day, but I had managed to pull together a rather polite blend of oriental layout to my clientele dining room. It was a small space, with a rather small table designed for only 2 to sit at. Well, normally it was meant for a family of 6 or so, but it would not serve a party. And a normal table for two would send quite the wrong impression.

I surveyed the room once more, liking the painted room dividers I had placed around the edges. Mostly for show... mostly...

The sound of the doorbell doling brought me back to myself, and I crossed the foyer to greet my guest personally.

"Konnichiwa, Kuma-sama" I said bowing slightly as I opened the door for my bear guest.

"Um... Hi?"

I straightened to find that my guest was a little smaller than expected. And not of oriental decadency.

"Sorry... please come in, Kuma. I hope your trip was pleasant."

"Can't complain. So, you said there was food and some neat things to try out?"

"Yes... right this way"

I lead my rather energetic guest to the dining room, keeping a welcoming smile on my face. Rather than hiding regret or disappointment, I was trying to prevent my glee at how apt my choices had been. I had a feeling my client would be very happy with my choices.

We sat down, although Kuma appeared to be rather distracted by the room. He was fidgeting in his seat, head darting around looking at the curios I had arranged.

"I find keeping all my horde as gold gets boring, so I try to travel and collect works that tickle my fancy" I said, not sure he was really listening.

"Cool... but, why do you have a big freaky skull there? Everything else is polished, or rich, or foreign. It looks like a cowboy fake."

"Ah... those skulls are throughout my house, most rooms have one. And you're right, they're fakes.? I said looking up at the mostly plaster mask. It was the high-horned one, designed to look like some kind of dire antelope. "They help me keep an eye on what I'm doing though", I said. "And here comes lunch it seems"

A door had opened behind the screen to my right. A slight clatter of stainless steel domes was heard as the platter changed hands. Kuma turned to the sound. I watched his eyes grow wider as he craned forward starting at what had come around the room screen.

"Ah yes, about my waiter. He's a little shorter now." I said as the headless long haired lion came towards us, platter balanced on his neck. I always loved the look of my servants when they carried items on the stump, holding it steady with their hands.

Kuma looked like a kid at a magic show, staring in near disbelief at what was walking to the table. Indeed, he seemed barely able to stay seated, craning forward, hands gripping the arms of the chair.

The platter was placed down, the plates removed and placed in front of us and with a bow, the lion took up the platter and departed.

"I hope you enjoy baos", I said, knowing at least this part of the play I had directed would go off as planned.

I lifted the lid off my plate and noticed Kuma staring questioningly at what lay beneath. The steamy white bulges were clearly something he hadn't seen before. I picked up a knife and quickly sliced one in half, holding it up on my fork to show the smaller pink meat inside.

"D... did you say... balls?? Kuma said, staring intently at what I had in front of me.

I decided to eat the portion on my fork before replying. "Why Kuma... what kind of person would want to eat balls? And where would they get them if they did?"

He was squirming now, signs of arousal or desire showing. I winked, not for his benefit, but towards the skull.

"Oh, that reminds me", I said standing up and pushing my seat back to distract Kuma into looking at me. "There was a big surprise planned for you. It should be happening right..." I said, even though my brain shouted about how corny I was being.

My lion placed the sack over Kuma's head, tightened the pull-cord at the bottom and quickly seized the bear's arms to stop him removing it. "Now"

The bear became a little vocal, but luckily it didn't take long to carry him towards the left side of the room and push the screens aside.

He grunted as the lion placed him belly up on a wooden board, head placed into a semi-circle removed form the wood. I quickly closed the top section of the lunette over his neck and latched it shut. Standing over him to cover his gaze, I removed the sack.

"Sorry Kuma, it's just business", I said before moving back towards his feet, allowing him to see the bare guillotine blade above him.

His eyes stared, his struggles ceasing. My lion quickly lashed his upper arms in place, away from his body. I noticed his right hand twitching, trying to move to his round belly, trying to move lower. I realized its intended path.

"You look like you're enjoying this Kuma. Want me to make it better?? I asked not waiting for a response.

I grabbed a short length of rope from beneath the bench and wrapped it around his sheath and balls, just tight enough to force him hard.

"Yes, you are enjoying this. But it's about to get a lot more real." I said. I grabbed the rope attached to the blade, pulling it loose from its catch and watching as Kuma glanced rapidly between the blade and my hand. I let go, Kuma's body tensed in response, eyes closing. But the blade stayed still.

Pulling on the ends of the rope around his sheath quite sharply made Kuma open his eyes again. "That's better..." I said as I watched his erection slowly swell beyond normal arousal. Its tone darkened, veins bulging in a near painful looking way.

"I hope you enjoy the outcome of this Kuma. I'm sure your friend will", I said, flicking the blade to begin its sudden decent.

Kuma's head parted from his neck quite close to his jaw and fell backwards off the bench. I cast the preservation I had ready and watch his arms continue to flail a little, left hand trying to reach his now missing head through the wood and blade, right hand still trying in vein to reach his crotch.

I picked up the head and placed it on a shelf on the wall, high enough to look at himself.

"Still not able to reach it?" I said, my left hand running over his engorged shaft. "Let me help you with that"

I reached beneath the bench and brought up a slightly comically large knife. Slicing through the flesh beneath the ropes quickly, I took the now frozen cock and ball piece and placed it just in front of Kuma's head. Just within reach of his tongue. His body showed him trying to scooch forward to reach it, the effort being in vein.

Going back to the bear's body I completed my job, removing the hands and feet at the elbows and knees. I was sure to pull the blue fur back to allow a closing to be sewn over each stump. The removed parts were placed on top a dolly a mouse servant and rolled in. Once sutured closed, I removing a box form beneath the dolly.

I opened it and removed the contents. "I'm afraid I wasn't able to match the shade perfectly, but I guess the photo I received was during sunset" I said, before realizing the bear was too busy trying to use his tongue to get his shaft in his mouth. He had no interest in the teddy-bear costume I had costume made for him. "I'll take that, thank you" I said, taking his goal away and putting it on top of the dolly. "As I was saying, this is a little purpler than I wanted. But I guess either way, you'll be a cute little Kuma-bear."

I grabbed the head and stuffed it up into the top of the costume. It was a reasonably tight fit; it had to be for the neck of the teddy to look right. I had to work the ears in place carefully once the head as inside. The body fit into the suit much easier. It was a well made piece. Certainly one of a kind. The stumps all met a small layer of sponge. The outer pads of the arms and legs were about 2 inches of rubber, grooved to give some grip. It was the only part of the bear the belied its innocent look.

Once inside and zipped up, I placed the toy sitting on the floor, the white and blue plastic eyes staring at me. I could see Kuma's real eyes darting a little behind them. I lifted the tail on the suit to check the hole was in alignment.

"Now Kuma-bear. Let's see if you can walk"

The look of the suit was perfect. Sitting on the floor, struggling to get up on its stumpy arms and legs, was a purple teddy bear. The face locked in a grin, with a few red patches stitched in place, clearly marked it as Kuma, eyes wide in playful enthusiasm.

"Hmm... guess you can't really get around yet. But you'll learn. There's enough rubber padding that you should be able to stand and walk... or at least waddle towards your owner. For now, try to puppy crawl."

I picked Kuma up, giving him a playful squeezing hug.

"Mm... you're so soft. And your pudge makes perfect padding", I said. "But you're not for me".

I placed Kuma back in the box, legs and arms pointing upwards.

"Still, I'm sure lots of people will have fun with you. Especially if they decide to take the suit off."

I sealed the box, watching it rock slightly every few minutes as Kuma struggled to right himself or get away. I'm sure he was enjoying it. He certainly wanted his head removed with enthusiasm.

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I brought the box to the courier at the door, explaining that it was not alive but might move strangely due to the loose parts of the mechanism inside. I don't think he cared, however, as I signed the package away for delivery to a Mr. R.

I walked back inside, going to my den that I had just redecorated with a very interesting piece of art. I called it "Foot job". It showed a pair of blue hands holding a pair of blue feet together over an over-engorged purple shaft. Arranging the hands to look convincing was the hardest part. They had been removed while Kuma had his hands spread and toes curled, so while the shaft was gripped firmly, the hands looked just off perfect.

I wondered if my client would be able to afford this piece when he tired of his Kuma-bear in its current form. It would certainly cost a lot extra. But a dragon's horde as got to grow.