The Empty Forge
There's work to be done, so I need to wear a working bear.
I wrote this as part of a personal challenge to see how quickly I can write a decent story. This one clocked in at a little over 3 hours. It's also not as naughty as my other stories, hence the lower rating. Dicks are explicitly mentioned, but not used for fun times.
It's also my first attempt at a suiting story. I do want to make more in that particular kink.
Please leave a comment about how does it hold up with what I've written so far.
The Empty Forge
By: Lumus King
The loud clanging of the hammer striking steel rang in Lumus's ears as he entered the blacksmith's shop. Inside was a lone bear. The heat from the forge coupled with the work he has been doing all day made his fur glisten with sweat. The bear didn't even acknowledge Lumus as the dragon-tanuki joined him.
The bear wore a set of simple clothes. His shirt and pants were a blue cloth. These were protected by a brown leather apron with matching gloves and boots. A green bandana was wrapped around his head to catch some sweat.
"Hey, big guy!" Lumus said with a smile. He stood away from the forge not wanting to get his golden beard caught in the flames. Still, the bear did not respond. Lumus carefully walked over to him to avoid getting hit by any sudden movement.
"I'm gonna need to borrow you for tonight." He told the bear when he neared. "I have the best idea for a night of fun. Trust me, you'll love it!"
The bear's green eyes just stared blankly ahead at his craft in progress. Ignoring the dragon-tanuki, he still focused solely on his forge. His visitor meant nothing to him. Or at least not as much as his craft.
Lumus took an empty box and brought it over behind the bear. He climbed on top to bring his head up to the bear's.
"Don't be like that," Lumus said as he pulled up the bear's sweat soaked shirt exposing his large back. "You really should just open up for me."
Lumus ran a finger down the bear's spine. As he did, the bear stopped his project, laid his hammer on the table, and lowered his arms to his side. A moment later a slit opened along his spine running from the base of his neck down his tail. But oddly enough, not a single drop of blood spilled.
Lumus reached in and spread the folds wider. The bear's sweaty musk intensified as the gap opened. Lumus took a deep breath to inhale the scent.
With one foot he stepped into the slit. The bear's leg slightly deformed as his foot traveled down the empty space within the bear. The deformations did not disappear after the foot passed. Instead, it left the bear slightly thicker. The bear's pants now strained a little to hold his new size.
After what felt like forever Lumus's foot finally stopped on the floor. At least what he felt as the floor. His foot rested inside the bear's foot causing it to expand like his legs have done prior. His wiggled his claws and the bear's toes moved within his boot.
He did the same with his other leg. Like it's opposite, it also thickened. Lumus smiled at the thought of the bear's feet withholding his like furry boots and the bear's legs encasing his like furry pants. Lumus pulled his tail inside as well.
Lumus let go of the shirt and let it fall, covering him from any prying eyes. His arms pushed into the slit next and slid into the bear's arms.
Like the legs, the arms bulked up as Lumus slid inside. Lumus's hand thickened the bear's to the point that his gloves almost burst. Lumus would have to take a note of it for later. He flexed the bear's calloused hands, getting used to them.
Once ready, Lumus reached behind to the bear's back and pulled the slit wider. With a deep breath he plunged his head into the gap.
He was surrounded by the bear's scent and darkness as the slit sealed itself. The scent clung to him, drowning out his own.
Becoming his own.
Like his own, it too started to fade. As it faded the darkness gave way to the light. He could see the forge before him. He could smell the forge. The hot steel from the sword that was being worked on. The anger of the body he was in.
"Come on. You can't still be mad." Lumus said with his new voice. The bear spoke with a slight growl. "Look, I told you: I had nothing to do with this. I found you like that already."
What he said was the truth, he just happened to find him already like this. The bear's misfortune wasn't going to stop Lumus from using his big body for his own benefits, though.
The bear didn't respond. Couldn't respond. The original mind has been suppressed long ago by whatever turned him into this suit. Now, the only coherent thoughts in his head were the ones by his current wearer. Other than that, he could only feel and obey.
Lumus rolled his head a couple of times. He then put one hand on his opposite shoulder and moved his arms around before doing the same with the other one. As the bear's body settled, it felt less and less like a suit of armor and more like his own body.
He looked down. The sweat soaked shirt clung to his fur emphasizing his two massive pillows the bear called pecs. Below them was his muscular belly rounded by a layer of fat. His limbs were of a similar fashion; a slightly jiggling layer of fat hid the thick muscle underneath.
He raised an arm and brought his muzzle to the sweaty pit and took a whiff. The bear has definitely been working the forge all day. Although, the strength of the smell may suggest he hasn't bathed as recently.
Even his bulge grew. Lumus's dick filled the bear's girth just like the rest of his body. The strain in his pants was only hidden by the apron. He could feel a wet spot being formed. Good thing it was normal for the bear to never take off the apron.
Once settled in his new body, Lumus picked up the blade the bear had been working on. With the bear's eyes, he could see the work still needed to be done before it was ready for the client.
Work that will have to be done another day.
Today, the bear had other things to do. Things that require a visit to the local tavern first. Lumus straightened his clothes before heading out, not wanting to change. Plus, he found that the bear's strong natural scent got more attention.