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A Bearable Arrangement

“So...you’re the kid they were talking about.”

I wasn’t really a kid. But to this guy, I had to have looked like one. Dave, a grizzly bear anthro, he had to be close to twice my age, though he didn’t look like he’d lost a step. At least a couple feet taller than I was, and he was super burly, like the strong type of build but not body-builder shaped, more just thick, with a bit of belly to him. I had been told he was friendly, even if he was intimidating, and probably one of my best options.

That didn’t make it any easier. Guys like this had a tendency to make me go non-verbal. It was a struggle for me to talk in the best of times, but when I felt even a little overwhelmed, my brain decided ‘no words for you.’ So I just nodded to him.

“Anon, was it? Come on in.” Dave waved me in, and I followed. Intimidated as I was, I pretty much had no options here. That might have been a bit of why I was intimidated.

“So...you know the deal, right?” I nodded again. “Good. I’ve been looking for a nice pet to take for a while now. I can hook ya up with a job no problem, but I wanna get something out of it. I’ll want you in my bed every other night...the other days, you can sleep in your own place, but you’ll still come over to let me at you. Not even as strict as some, most make pets live with them, but I like my space now and then and I get the feeling you do too.”

I nodded once again. Crude as it was, that was how things went these days. With so many anthros, with them better designed for everything, jobs for humans were limited. Our fault entirely - we let them outnumber us, thinking we could never be marginalized. Not that I had anything to do with that, but here I was reaping the rewards: promising my body to a big huge bear so I could get a job and pay for this place I was renting. At least Dave was right next door - no big jaunt.

“Well, you seem to be compliant, but the proof’s in the pudding.” Dave shucked off his sweatpants, just as casually as anything - definitely not his first time with a human. It was to be my first time with an anthro, or anyone for that matter...I’d never felt at ease approaching anyone for sex. But when I had no choice, I just had to deal. I didn’t need to remove anything - I knew what I was coming here for, so I came prepared. Walking a few feet naked in the hall wasn’t going to bug anyone - I was pretty sure I was the only human in this place, and any anthro would probably prefer me naked. Especially with my shape - about six feet, skinny, and I’ve been told I look ‘girly’ and that whoever got me would be the envy of any anthro who saw. I didn’t know about that, but I never tried to be caught before.

My eyes were drawn to his sheath. Dave’s balls were enormous, mine barely looked like anything next to his. His cock was pushing out of his thick sheath, and I could tell it was going to be massive too. He motioned for me to come forward to him, and I knew what I had to do...I got down in front of him, reached out, and started stroking his cock and licking over the tip. The scent was so strong, musky bear scent that was thick and heavy, with a bit of bitter like molasses. I wasn’t quite sure what I thought of it, but it didn’t matter - I had agreed to be the pet, so I would lick it and huff it like a good pet would.

“Very nice…” murred Dave as I did my duty. At least he was approving, though as inexperienced as I was, I couldn’t have been the best he’d ever had. But I didn’t stop, didn’t even hesitate as I pushed more of that monster pole into my mouth. I thought that this would be a lot harder than it was turning out to be...I guess I already had the notion of obedience internalized, because it was just so easy to use Dave’s commands, spoken or not, to drive me. He wanted me to blow him; that was my job. I was good at obeying commands, so long as they were clear.

I still had trouble getting the tip past my throat. Dave helped with that, as I felt a heavy hand on my head and was suddenly pushed, my jaw opening to its limit as I was forced down onto it. I didn’t fight this, instead I brought my hands to his thick, furry ballsack and started to massage those orbs. Every time I pulled back a bit, Dave pushed me further down, and slowly I got used to the feeling of a cock in my throat. I slurped and moaned, drinking down the thick precum and heady taste and scent of bear cock.

Dave didn’t waste much time, his cock soon throbbing in my throat. I could swear I could feel his heartbeat against me, I was stretched pretty tight. Remarkably, it felt kind of good, and the taste was growing on me a bit. I wouldn’t have taken it over a meal, but I could start to see why it was desirable. But I had more to worry about soon, as that hand pushed on my head again, and a roar from Dave let me know what was coming. Specifically, him...thick, salty cum poured down my throat and back into my mouth, making me have to work to keep it from spilling out. Some of it leaked around the corners of my mouth, I did my best but there was too much bear in my throat for me to swallow any back down at first. Only when he pulled back a bit could I try to fight for space along with the rest of his spunk, but even then I barely got any. So it mostly stewed on my tongue, the taste going from intense to dulled over the next minute or so.

Finally, Dave pulled out of my mouth, letting me catch my breath and swallow properly. “Not bad...you’re good at obeying, we’ll work on style.” He said it in a friendly, complimentary way that made me feel oddly good. “On the couch, Anon, you’ve got another end I want to break in before we settle this. And I know they warned you, but as a reminder: I don’t use lube. You’ll get used to getting it raw.” That had indeed been told to me - some anthros preferred it dry, and these days lube was a luxury rather than a necessity for a human.

It was as simple as obeying him. I rose up, stepped over to the couch as instructed, and did what made sense - laid down and spread my legs. There was ample space for me, it was a couch made for someone his size, and it showed more once he got on over me. Seeing all that bulk above me was nerve-wracking...I just had to focus on obeying my orders, that was it, but it still wasn’t easy. Dave must have sensed my nerves, because he patted me on the shoulder. “Relax, I won’t break ya. I know my limits with humans.” All I did was nod, glad that he didn’t seem to be bothered by my non-verbal state. Maybe I’d get comfortable enough to talk with him…

A big hand on my shoulder held me in place, and I cried out as I felt that gargantuan bear cock get fed into my ass. Not too fast, he was clearly trying to work me up to it, but not so slowly that I wasn’t feeling the strain. Having never done it before, I didn’t know what difference lube would have made, but my spit on his shaft was not making it too easy to pass through, I was feeling the burn. In and out, back and forth, he was turning my tightness into acceptance, at his whim. I didn’t try to fight him, tried to be the obedient pet, but my body wasn’t accustomed to it yet.

The deeper he got, though, the more it got there. His precum helped things along a bit, letting his cock make smoother motions which made the friction more tolerable. I adjusted slowly to the stretch, even though there were twinges of ache as he gained more depth and new spots in my ass were stretched to novel dimensions. His deep snorts and grunts sent shivers through me, and I could only respond with high cries that were getting less and less strained. He was rough, yes, but not harsh with it...it was probably the best first time I could hope for, at least without being supremely lucky.

Finally he got all the way in, and he rested there for a moment. I felt so incredibly full, I thought it would have to be stretching me noticeably but I couldn’t really see it, just feel it. The aches faded to dull thuds, and bits of pleasure were coming through. I could see my own cock, rock hard, positively puny compared to what was in me. If I came, it would be a few good squirts, probably barely enough to match one or two shots from his.

Dave started to hump me a lot harder, catching me a bit off-guard. His hips rocked back and forth as he plowed into me, showing me his real strength. My cries were coming freely now, almost every breath I took in was expelled in a wail of lusty pleasure. His cock was so big that it couldn’t miss my prostate, making my own shaft twitch and jump and leak. I was tense from the thickness inside me, but I was slowly getting less and less so, and arching my back to push into it a bit. I had gotten myself used to the idea of being a pet - I hadn’t anticipated actually ENJOYING it.

Harder and faster, Dave was growling deeply as his body slammed into mine, overpowering me totally now as he took full command. I could only imagine him doing this to me from the start soon enough, once my body had accepted its role and no longer put up this kind of resistance. That thick, throbbing shaft was warning me of the end of the line...I beat him to it, crying out louder as my cock suddenly went off, shooting onto my stomach with a few forceful jets of white, squeezing down harder on Dave’s shaft as I writhed under the bear’s powerful grip.

That was all he needed, a louder roar tearing from him as he drove in and began filling me with his cum. Each hot shot pasting against my walls, I could feel it bunching up and packing into me, squirting around his shaft, leaking out of my stretched asshole...only some dribbles, though, most of it was going deep, deep enough that it would stick there for a while, slowly drain out only once I was no longer filled with Dave’s dick. My cries trailed off to plaintive moans as my orgasm faded, his lasting longer and keeping on even after I was spent. It was impressive how much longer his lasted...well, we had made them apex breeders. That was how they outnumbered us so quickly.

“Well...I’d say you did quite well for your first time...seems like you’ll make a fine pet, indeed.” Dave rubbed my head with one large paw, before scooping me up and holding me against his body, with me still impaled on his cock; he wasn’t shooting much anymore, but he was still fully erect. “Though, I wouldn’t mind seeing how far we can push your stamina...it’s been a while since I had a good pet to play with, I don’t want to end this too soon.”

I gave a weary nod against his furry chest. After all, the more he did with me, the more adjusted I would get to it. And since I was his pet for the foreseeable future, I wanted to be as used to it as possible. But if it already felt this good, it was probably only going to get better...definitely a good trade for a job.