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Note: This story is one I'm doing for a close friend of mine. I hope you enjoy this, Papa Bear.

Matt was a very lonely man, and at 23 years old, he found that things weren't exactly getting any better for him. It seemed every relationship he ever tried at, he failed at. Most nights he spent alone at home watching TV and videos and chatting online. Today after having an increasingly long day working, he decided he'd crawl online for a bit before dinner.

In doing so, he logged on to his usual online chat messenger to see if his friends were online. After about a minute or two, one of his buddies did in fact log on. It was a friend he knew from a few states over; a furry friend of his who went by the name Grubbs. This particular fur was an even closer friend than most of his online buddies, as in addition to being his 'Papa Bear', Grubbs was also a good online yiff buddy of his. Matt seemed rather surprised to see his friend though, as he had been informed the bear was leaving for a trip somewhere for Christmas, though Grubbs never exactly mentioned where. He decided he'd see what his Papa Bear was up to.

Scatterpaws: Papa Bear? I'm a little surprised to see you online. I thought you told me you'd be gone until after Christmas.

Grubbs: I'm not at my house, Little One. I'm in a hotel on my laptop.

Scatterpaws: Mind if I ask where you are right now?

Grubbs: *chuckle*

Scatterpaws: What? What's so funny?

Grubbs: I don't suppose you know of a hotel called the Majesty, do you?

Scatterpaws: You mean that hotel that supposedly can give you anything you wish for? Yeah, I know of it. I've never been there, but that's here in my home town. Why?

Grubbs: *chuckles again*

Scatterpaws: No freakin' way.

Grubbs: Merry Christmas, Little One.

The male then scooted away from the computer momentarily. 'No way. He's gotta be pulling my leg.' He scooted back to the computer and waited a couple seconds before typing again.

Scatterpaws: Papa Bear, did you really come all the way out here just to see me? We've only met once, and even then it was rather brief.

Grubbs: I know, Little One, and that's part of the reason I did this. I feel like I owe you at least that much.

Scatterpaws: ...

Grubbs: Anyway, I want you to meet me at the hotel okay? When you get there, just ask Sarah to direct you to room 405. I'll let her know I'm expecting you.

Scatterpaws: I'll get there as fast as I can, Papa Bear.

Grubbs: See you soon, Little One.

*Grubbs signed out. 12/23/2005 8:46 PM

*Scatterpaws signed out. 12/23/2005 8:47 PM

Matt now was incredibly excited. Since their last visit seemed so brief, Matt was overly excited to meet up with his friend again, and practically fell over himself getting dressed. When he finally managed to get himself together he darted out his front door and locked it before grabbing his bike. Matt unfortunately couldn't drive because he never had the time to learn how, but, luckily, the hotel wasn't too far, and he'd ridden past it many times. The more he rode as he thought about seeing his friend, the stiffer his crotch felt inside his pants. Whether or not anything really happened, Matt didn't know, but what he did know was that the thought of seeing his friend excited him.

As he pulled up to the hotel, he arranged to have his bike locked so it wouldn't get stolen before walking inside. Inside, the hotel was as massive and fancy as it appeared from the outside. When he went up to the reception desk, though, he was a little thrown off to be greeted, not by a human, but an anthro tabby cat.

"Uh, hi..." Matt stammered, half curious and half uneasy. "I need to know how to find Room 405. My friend told me to ask for Sarah."

The tabby cat just giggled a little. "That's me, and don't worry, you're not dreaming. I'm a cat alright... at least I am here."

Matt opened his mouth to question her, but the words didn't come out.

"Anyway, if you take the elevator to the fourth floor, and turn to your left, it will be the second door on the left wall. If you'd like, I can have someone escort you." Sarah said sweetly.

"No, that's okay," Matt said as he politely thanked Sarah, walking to the elevator and getting in. As he rode the elevator up, the crotch of his pants started to feel tight. When the door opened, he stepped out and walked to the room, knocking on the door, which was cracked open slightly, but totally dark otherwise.

"Is that you, Little One," a voice asked.

Immediately recognizing the voice, Matt replied. "It's me, Papa Bear."

"Come on in, Little One, and shut the door behind you," Grubbs told him.

Matt did as instructed, and when he did, the lights to the room turned on, and Matt saw full view of everything. All of it was done in a mix of red and pink colors. Everything from the floor to the ceiling was done in these colors. It only took Matt a minute to notice the only thing that wasn't pink was a large brown bear that was lying on the bed. He walked over to the bear and looked at it, nearly jumping when it spoke.

"Like what you see, Little One?" It was Grubbs, but he wasn't human. Matt wasn't even sure it was a fursuit.

"Is that... Is that you, Papa Bear?" Matt stammered again.

"Yeah, it's me. Surprised?" Grubbs replied. The look on Matt's face now clearly gave away Matt's expression.

"What's going on here," Matt asked.

"Magic. I didn't dare to ask about it. I just decided to take advantage of the change. And I think you'll like your change too." Grubbs chuckled, grabbing Matt and pulling him in front of the mirror in the room.

"What in the world?" Matt's eyes grew big. Staring back at him in the mirror was a large chubby blue dog with a white stomach. "I'm... I'm a... whoa!"

"Come here, Little One." Grubbs told him, extending a paw from the bed and pulling Matt, or as he was called as a furry, Scatterpaws, onto the bed with him. "Don't worry. Nothing to freak out about."

"Freak out," Scatterpaws repeated. "Not a chance. This is cool. I get to see my Papa Bear... and I get to see him AS A BEAR. What could be nicer than that?"

"Oh, I dunno." Grubbs responded. "Maybe... this?" He reached down and groped Scatterpaws with a gentle squeeze.

Following a soft murr, it was then that Scatterpaws realized he wasn't wearing any clothes anymore either, but the fact was immediately pushed from his mind as he leaned back on the bed to allow the bear access to his full body. "Mmm... that feels nice, Papa Bear."

"Glad you like, Puppy," Grubbs whispered back as he fondled the dog's sac a bit more, causing the dog to hump his paw a bit. "I've waited a while to have my fun with you, Puppy, and now I'm going to get my chance."

"I'm all yours," Scatterpaws said with a moan as he saw Grubbs' cock begin to stiffen. "Gonna fuck me, are ya?"

"Well, why not?" Grubbs said with a smile. "I didn't get my chance last time." He waited until he was at his full stiffness before turning Scatterpaws onto his stomach and poking his hind end with his cock. "I want to make this enjoyable for you."

The instant Scatterpaws felt Grubbs enter his ass, he felt like letting loose a howl. "Oh Papa Bear, you don't know how long I've been waiting for this."

"I have a clue, Little One," the bear replied as he pushed more of his cock inside the dog's ass. "You're nice and warm back here, Pup."

"I've been... nnnngggg... told that... ohhh..." the dog replied as he felt the last of the bear's cock pushed inside of him. "You have a big dick, Papa Bear."

"I've been told THAT before, Pup," Grubbs answered as he slowly began to fuck the submissive puppy beneath him, hearing nothing but gentle groaning noises from Scatterpaws as he did. "I'm going to fill you so full Pup, there won't be any more room inside ya for anything."

"Mmm... fill me up, Papa Bear," the dog said, sounding more and more anxious by the second.

Papa Bear, as Scatterpaws called him, did just that. In seconds, his pace increased and suddenly, the dog could feel his ass burning with the sensation from Grubbs fucking him. It slowly got warmer and warmer, and Grubbs' humpings got harder and harder until... "Ohhhhh Little One, I'm cummmmmmmmminnnnng."

Scatterpaws just lay there, letting his Papa Bear fill him full, and he didn't move until Grubbs finally rolled off him, looking spent. The dog, though, had another idea. "My turn, Papa Bear. On your stomach."

As Grubbs rolled onto his stomach, Scatterpaws positioned himself over the bear's tailhole before ramming his cock inside. When he did though, he simply lay on top of him without moving.

"Little One," Grubbs questioned beneath him.

"Shhh... I can't do it if you talk." About a second later, Grubbs would realize what the dog was up to and the two of them murred softly as the bear felt his canine friend's urine flow into his tailhole.

"You know just how to get me excited, don't you, Pup?" Grubbs said as he lay there.

"Whatever do you mean? I'm just taking a piss. The fact that I'm doing it inside you is a mere coincidence," the dog answered playfully.

"Riiigght," came the bear's response as he waited to be filled.

About a minute later, Scatterpaws' bladder seemed to have emptied itself and the dog backed away. "How was that?"

"Wonderful, Puppy, but don't you want some?"

The dog nodded and stood up on the ground a few feet away from the bear. "You may fire when ready, Papa Bear."

Chuckling, the bear let loose every bit of steaming hot bear piss he could muster and sent it flying in the dog's direction; the piss coating the dog's fur.

Scatterpaws just groaned as he rubbed the bear piss into his fur. "Oh fuck, so warm," he commented.

"I have to keep my Puppy happy," Grubbs answered as he aimed his piss for Scatterpaws' muzzle.

Excited as he already was, the dog opened his muzzle to gulp some of the piss that came from his bear lover. When the piss finally died down, he looked as though he'd just been swimming in a lake.

"That's a good look for you, Puppy." Grubbs told him.

The malamute then sniffed himself. "Smells like you too."

"So, enjoy your Christmas gift?" Grubbs asked.

"I sure did," Scatterpaws replied. "But I have one question... will we stay this way forever?"

"You mean in the fur?"

"Yeah," the dog asked. "I love this feeling."

"I guess we'll have to stick around and find out, won't we Little One?"

THE END