"MAN GETS SEXUALLY MAULED BY PLUS-SIZED SHE-BEARS - he barely made it out alive” /adhg/hmofa/ story
Imported from SF2 with no description.
>>37694090
>Bears, brute force, drugged, group/harem
Goddamn I hit the jackpot.
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>You decided to buy a membership online to one of those "dime-a-dozen" fitness centers.
>Figured it'd be better to kick bad habits and get out the house once in a while.
>And no, work didn't count as your exercise for the day, even if you did lift heavy-ass boxes in a warehouse.
>Sure you were pretty toned for your size, but there were even boxes you weren't confident lifting, almost breaking your back in the process.
>Not like they'd give a shit anyway...
>The nearest center was in a rundown part of town, full of anthros somewhat segregated from your neighborhood.
>You could tell just by the smell - The faint odor of shedding mammals and sudden humidity was enough to detract most humans.
>Not you.
>10 minutes beats an hour long drive by a long shot.
>As you pulled up to the place, you could tell you were in for an experience.
>Cracks were plastered on the outer surface of the brickwork, with a yellow-stained sign and one of those accordion metal gates to keep people from stealing shit.
>You could tell this place was run by a mom-and-pop or they were really trying to go for that "Rocky" aesthetic.
>The sound of a police siren in the distance wasn't helping you either, mind riddled with second-guesses.
"Fuck it."
>The money was spent and you were here.
>You grab your small sling-bag full of spare clothes and some things to wash up after, double-checking to make sure your car was locked before entering the building.
>On the way in, the door buzzed with a electronic jingle and a wave of air conditioning washed over you, tingling your skin from head-to-toe.
>Suprisingly, the place looked a lot better on the inside - clean mats and the fresh scent of some chemical that wasn't rough on the nose.
>There was also a variety of stations to use, with different anthros attending them.
>Most of them were female bears...
>Wait.
>All OF THEM were female bears.
>There had to be at least a dozen of them and all their attention seemed to be on you now.
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>You had to be standing there for what seemed like hours, gazing back into the crowd of predators.
>"Welcome, hun."
>A female polar bear was at the reception desk to your left, peering over the computer monitor with amber eyes that glossed over your body.
>"First time, I take it? Well, come on over."
>That sweet voice pulled you from your fear-induced shock and soothed your nerves, if only a little.
>You stepped over to the desk, taking a glance at the large woman from where you stood.
>gotdamn.jpg
>She was built like a Goddess - she had to be 8 feet tall with features that would make any woman jealous.
>Those breasts of hers had to be G-cups, bare minimum, for a woman of her stature. The shirt she wore also seemed to do nothing to cover those nipples of hers.
>Despite her more rounder physique and thick fur that covered her entire body, something told you she was packing muscle underneath.
>Hell, all the bears here seemed to be on the "plus-size" but she EASILY took the cake.
>"What's your name, hun?"
"I-It's Anon, ma'am"
>...Real smooth, dipshit.
>"Call me Cheryl~"
>The ursine woman began to type on the keyboard clearly meant for larger paws, tapping away with a light sway.
>If you didn't know any better, you'd say she was flaunting those massive globes, waiting for you to make a move.
>A final tap on the keyboard got your attention back up to her.
>"I got your name here. How's about we sign you up for the full-course?"
"Uhh, what's the full-course?"
>You say without thinking, grabbing onto the strap of your bag tighter.
>Some of the women in back start chuckling to themselves.
>Others continued to lift their weights while keeping an eye on you, and some... well, let's just say they were showing off just how flexible they really were.
>"It's a personal training program. Special for new members."
>What did you really have to lose by taking an offer from her - after all, you've made it this far.
"Sure. Why not?"
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>"Good choice, hun. Let me just enter this in the system and we'll get you started."
>Cheryl peered once more from behind the computer, taking her time to enter the information before a curved smile barely showed one of her fangs.
>Was that a good thing?
>She got up from her desk with one hefty motion, twisting her body around to look at the wall of keys that hung freely.
>Her body leaned in close to inspect each tag, clearly labeled with a number - possibly for lockers or whatever storage they had in place for customers.
>It gave you enough time to see her shorts barely contain the mountain of an ass she had.
>Already, your mind pictured if you could withstand the herculean task of lifting them.
>With a flick of her claws, she took two of the keys and gestured you to follow.
>As you both headed towards a room near the back, you couldn't help but look at the rest of the gym.
>Attentions still seemed to land on you but the ladies seemed to be more subtle about it the closer you passed them by.
>The more you thought about it, the more you came down to one ludicrous conclusion.
>You were in their territory and the only rite of passage you had was through Cheryl, the leader of the pack.
>Yeah, it was their gym, but you had just as much access as they had - you paid the fee.
>That self-assurance definitely kept your stride from looking like a lost puppy in a bear den.
>Once Cheryl made her way to the metal door, she twisted one of the keys inside the lock and pushed the creaky door aside.
>The motion detector in the corner of the room switched the lights on with a low hum, revealing a spare yoga room.
>Thick, blue mats, a large mirror on one of the walls, some boxes of what you assumed to be equipment in the back, and a smell you couldn't really quite place your finger on...
>Guess they don't use this room often.
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>"After you," she gleefully tapped on your rear, pushing you off your feet and into the room in a stumble.
>Geez, she really put a lot of weight into it. If you didn't know any better-
>You turn to look back at her but now there was a crowd huddled at the door.
>"Hazel, make sure to lock the front."
>Cheryl handed the other key to one of the brown bears that was lifting weights previously.
>"With pleasure~" the gruff voice called out, disappearing behind the wall of bodies that started to flood the room.
>They all sauntered near the walls of the room: giggling, cat-calling, and making seductive poses before forming a circle around you.
>There was only one exit - the one behind Cheryl.
>Shit. SHIT!
>"Oh, Anon. We've been waiting for a man like you for SOOO long..."
>Cheryl was making her way towards you while the others wooed her on. It was pure instinct for you to back up, like the cornered animal you were.
>One of the bears, a panda about your height, snatched your bag off the floor - you didn't realize you let go of it until now.
>She started to tear it open and yanked one of your spare shorts, huffing it and touching herself in plain view.
>"Ahh~ His scent is so good!"
>The panda muffled underneath the fabric, others beginning to join her surrounding the tattered remains of your bag.
>"C'mere, boy~"
>One of them grabbed you from behind, forcing your arms behind your back into a strange lock like you were being detained.
>She placed her muzzle on your neck, breathing heavily and licking you while you struggled.
>It was pointless.
>"Mmm, feisty AND tasty. Just how I like 'em."
>Your mouth wanted to protest, yell, scream, but nothing came out - just struggling pants and breaths of air escaped your lips in a torrent of hopelessness.
>It's obvious what they wanted... were you going to give in?
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>No, you weren't going to just accept your fate like a wounded animal.
>You grit your teeth, thrashing yourself in the bear's clutches, flailing your body as best you could while threatening to pull your arm from it's socket on multiple occassions.
>You didn't care - freedom was what you craved.
>"We got a fighter girls~" The sultry voice behind you moaned, pressing herself against your back to feel her mounds of fur and flesh.
>Whoever she was, she was getting real into it - those breaths of hers were panting harder and harder on your neck.
>And your pretty sure she was wet as a slip-and-slide down there.
>"...but we're just gettin' started!"
>Instantly, your thrashing came to a stop.
>Fangs scrapped against your neck, keeping you still like prey in the jaws of a predator, hoping they wouldn't clamp down any further.
>The warm tingle of saliva dripped down your skin onto your shirt's collar - sticky and wet.
>F-Fuck!
>What now?
>Your eyes dart around the room, looking at all the females who were caught in their own vices or "enjoying the show." The room was filling with the scent of their exotic womanhood.
>Cheryl, on the other hand, was right in front of you the entire time, almost admiring your vain efforts with a twisted smile.
>"Oh, you poor thing.."
>She brought her paw under your chin, a delicate stroke that turned into a tight grip - her claws were scratching against both sides of your cheeks like pincers.
>With her other paw, she held some..thing. You couldn't tell from your angle but she was bringing it close to you.
>That was the cue for the bear behind you, sinking her teeth in and causing a loud yelp of pain from deep within.
"Ahh!"
>In that split second, Cheryl pushed whatever small, chalky objects into your mouth, forcing her paw over your mouth and muffling whatever scream you had left into a gag.
>You couldn't think - you swallowed it on instinct.
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>Both bears still held their place, even in the coughing fit you gave, they wanted to make sure whatever it was went down.
>...
>Minutes went by.
>The females were getting restless in your new enclosure, taking turns to come beside and smell you deeply, or rub your hand against their taint.
>Slick, velvety ribbons of flesh coated your fingers with their scents and warmth, while hot moans and pants echoed in your ears.
>All of this arousal was getting you off, whether you liked it or not. Either way, you couldn't protest in your current position.
>The pain was still there but something new was happening inside you.
>You felt strange... Heavy.
>They must have been able to tell because their grip on you loosened, just enough to give you some room to move.
>Not like you were moving on your own - this was completely different.
>It was like air turned into ocean waves, pulling and pushing you in the current's direction. Your knees buckled and shook to your own weight.
>Just what the hell did they do to you?
>"Let him go, Mary."
>Cheryl called out to the bear behind you. She instantly released her grasp and gravity soon took over.
>You fell to your knees, barely catching yourself between the wet stains on the blue matted floors. You couldn't help but look around anxiously, preparing to shield yourself from one or two of them.
>They were keeping their distance... for now.
>Watching with fervor in their eyes.
>Waiting for the right moment to pounce.
>Cheryl bent down to greet your eyes with her massive rack. The fuzzy pendulums swayed back and forth, taunting you in a way.
>"I'll give you 30 seconds, Anon. If you can leave, that is..."
>The fuck kind of game was this?
>You forced yourself up to meet the beast's eyes - they had a glint of malice in them.
>"Twenty-nine... Twenty-eight..."
>Shit!
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>This was no time to think.
>Your muscles strained harder than you ever thought possible to do such a simple task as walk to the door.
>Pushing with all your might, you were determined to get the hell out.
>"Fifteen... Fourteen..."
>The door was not even twenty feet away. Both legs couldn't help but shake with a hearty stomp each time you put your foot down.
>Left foot. Right foot. Left foot.
>COME ON! MOVE, DAMNIT!
>"Eight... Seven..."
>Your fingertips touched the metal of the door frame, feeling the cool air conditioning on the tips of your nerves.
>For a second, you were smiling.
>Then, you were in the air.
>"Five... Four..."
>The door was moving further and further away from your grasp.
>"Three... Two..."
>Someone grabbed your shirt and sent you flying back in to the pit of ravenous bears.
>"One."
>You hit the mat with a thud, knocking your vision into a blurry mess of ceiling tiles and fluorescent lighting.
>A gasp of air reeled you into semi-consciousness.
>No...
>It can't be like this.
>This isn't happening. This CAN'T be happening!
>Tears started to well up in your eyes, only to briefly see Cheryl, in the buck, positioning herself above your loins.
>The fur near her sex was matted down and wet, dripping occasionally onto your pants.
>All the bears cheered and wooed her name, making comments and suggestive requests at your expense.
>"Fuck him good, Cheryl!"
>"Make him your bitch!"
>"I wanna ride him next!"
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>Run.
>Do something.
>DO ANYTHING!
>Your flight-or-fight instincts took over, clawing your way backwards from the beast that loomed above you.
>The women took this opportunity to clamber onto your arms and legs, preventing any sort of movement. Some of them even took this time to satisfy their cravings.
>Tongues and snouts worked their way around, the warmth of a kiss here and there, paws and claws pressing against flesh.
>All that stimulation was making you just as horny as they were, albeit the fear still kept your sanity in check.
>But that wasn't going to matter anyway...
>Cheryl was busy taking her time pulling down your pants, leaving the tent in your boxers exposed to the rest of the females.
>Damn, you were hard as a rock.
>The bears that weren't straddling your ligaments leaned in close, pressing their snouts against the loose fabric to take in as much of your "male musk" as they could.
>Each took their turn, visibly shaking and gorging themselves to your scent - it was one they wished to fully take advantage of.
>"A-Ahh~"
>"Mmmahh~"
>The hot sighs of ecstasy washed over your groin, the thin fabric doing nothing to stop you from getting closer to the edge.
>You were biting your lips, drawing blood, wishing this would all be over soon...
>This was far from over.
>One of the girls started to chant, "Take it off!," enticing the others to join too. Soon, the room was all cheering for Cheryl to continue with your unfortunate strip tease.
>You held your breath, anxious heartbeats pounding against your chest in response to the uproar.
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>"With pleasure, ladies."
>The amazon of a woman set herself down on her knees, her body resting just barely above yours. You could feel the warmth radiate from her nethers on your chest.
>Those thick thighs of hers were almost three times the size of your arms and could easily crush you, if given the chance.
>She was putting on a show for the others: wiggling her ass on your length, grinding against your body, salivating and covering you with more hot liquids.
>They were eating it up, cheering and playing with themselves to the performance.
>The bears that were clinging onto your ankles and wrists were now busy fufilling their own carnal desires.
>You wanted to move... but whatever that substance was had your body completely drained of energy to fight.
>All you could do was become the "boy toy" they all wanted you to be - powerless to the apex predators in the room.
>Cheryl wiggled herself lower and lower down your body, until she was resting just above your crotch.
"P-Please... don't."
>Your weak voice whimpered out, begging for mercy. You had no other option - they won. Tears rolled off the sides of your cheeks in a pathetic display of submission.
>Your mind was a complete wreck and your body betrayed you. All that was left was the shattered fragments of dignity.
>It was a shame to admit it, but you were scared beyond recognition of what was going to happen next.
>The polar bear leaned down to match her muzzle with your face, looking directly into your eyes with a certain aura of lust.
>"Don't worry, hun. I'll be gentle~"
>Her tongue invaded your mouth, the thick muscle exploring every nook and cranny there was. The messy combination of fluids dripped down your chin.
>It was a make-out session that lasted for who knows how long - seconds turned into torturous minutes in that prison of pleasure.
>The others seemed to be enjoying it just as much as before, filling the room with even more of their "female scent."
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>Finally, she dragged herself away, letting a strand of saliva connect you before she placed one last peck on your lips.
>You couldn't hold it in anymore: your sex was twitching against your boxers with all the right feelings in the worst of ways.
>"Mmm, looks like somebody's ready~"
>Her plentiful cheeks toyed with your length for a moment, coaxing more excitement from the crowd before she moved back to position.
>All she wanted, all she craved, was going to be hers - that definitive sensation a man could only provide.
>With one claw, she dragged the boxers low enough to where a single twitch would free your binds. She held it in place, glossing over the ridges and veins of your visible length with half-lidded eyes.
>"Come on, Anon. You want this just as much as we do."
>You couldn't hold yourself back: even if you weren't drugged up, even if you had the strength, her words turned you into butter.
>One twitch sent your sex from their binds like a slingshot, feeling the tip brush against her wet folds before bouncing in place.
>All the ladies were drooling, in more ways than one, over you now, seeing your exposed member out in the open. Perhaps they could even smell it from a couple feet away...
>"Good boy~ Now let me take care of the rest."
>Cheryl decided to take it slow, holding herself with one paw while clinging onto your length with the other. The touch of her pads had you twitching in her digits like a high schooler's first time.
>She was enjoying the sensation, squeezing it and rubbing up and down a couple times in her grasp, getting the full package.
>One second she was fondling your orbs, the next she was working on your tip.
>"Such a sensitive boy~"
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>Cheryl was learning each location that made you shiver, twitch, and yelp - if you didn't know any better, she must have had an obsession for humans.
>Your mind was breaking down: twisting and bending to the whims of the predators, and your craving for release had your toes curling.
>Then, her warmth hit your lower body so fast, you moaned loudly out of pure reflex, arching your back in a wave of satisfaction.
>That wet tunnel slowly descended, dripping all over your cock as it swallowed the entirety of your shaft with a pleasant thump.
>Cheryl was fully hilted on you, swaying her hips from side to side, panting as her insides caressed every ridge of you.
>The other bears were either working on their second climax or getting a closer look at you, watching the different expression that riddled on your face.
>They cooed and kissed your body in various places, offering pleasures beyond your wildest dreams if you gave in to their demands for your seed.
>"Come on, stud. Cum for us~"
>"Just let it all out, boy~"
>"He's so close~ Look at him."
>Cheryl continued the assault, milking your member with those velvety walls, increasing her pace more and more - the sounds of wet plaps and schlicks were captivating the audience.
>Your body no longer cared for anything other than this moment, hips barely moving on their own to match the pace of your captor with the small amount of strength you could muster.
>As soon as Cheryl realized this, she doubled her efforts to satisfy. The polar bear wanted nothing more than to embrace your lovely seed with all she was.
>There were no more thoughts going on in your head - only the countdown to Nirvana fueled you.
>Both of you teetered on the edge, waiting to see who would cave in first.
"I- Mmnn... I can't hold it..."
>"Yes! Give it to me, Anon! YES!"
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>You couldn't take it anymore.
>The dam burst in a instant, a torrent of ecstasy flooded out from your body and into hers, mixing fluids of love and passion in her honey pot.
>Cheryl pressed down hard on your loins, the pulsing sensation of her walls massaging your length as each twitch fired another hot round, coating the beast's insides.
>Both of you moaned to the heavens - you were lost in a paradise of your own making.
>...
>You were a complete mess: your ears were ringing with a faint noise, blocking out all the sounds in the room.
>You had no energy to move. Not even a finger was under your control.
>And your mind was driven to complete stillness.
>All you could see from the corner of your eye was Cheryl wiping herself off with a spare towel of yours, then a wave of her paw.
>The room suddenly got darker.
>No.
>They were surrounding you.
>It was their time to have fun with what remained of you.
>Immediately, the panda from before was right above your head, forcing her wet box on to your face, filling your mouth and lungs with her musk as she grinded back and forth.
>A couple other bears started licking your legs and arms, feeling the rough bumps of their tongues coat your body with more hot fluids.
>And there was no telling how many were surrounding your member: a new snout, tongue, paw, or set of lips managed to keep you twitching and letting out load after load.
>This continued with each woman switching places, getting to experience a different part of you whenever they felt like it.
>It was a free-for-all. No spot on your body was left untouched.
>...
>How long were you there for?
>You had no clue. Time was not important.
>Every conscious minute was a lifetime of pleasure against your will.
>...
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>The room was steaming with warm fluids and scents.
>All the women were either making their way out the room or catching their breath.
>You were right in the center, a combination of everyone's efforts, discarded after use.
>There wasn't an emotion you could pinpoint in the moment, laying there on the wet mats, staring at the ceiling tiles while you basked in the fluorescent light with lazy eyes.
>You just simply existed.
>What would any of it do for you? You would still be laying there...
>Your thoughts were put to a stop when a water bottle was brought to your open lips - you drank from it without hesitation.
>Ice, cold water.
>It felt so good to have something that wasn't warm invading your body.
>After a couple drinks, the bottle was taken back, a voice following behind it.
>"Looks like you enjoyed your workout, hun~"
>Cheryl was standing above, to your right. She took a swig from the bottle, still gripping onto your towel that slung over her shoulder.
>"How's about we get you washed up?"
>You swallowed your spit, trying to form a sentence but the words were lost in your mind.
>She must not have payed attention, or didn't care enough to wait. Before you knew it, you were being lifted onto her other shoulder.
>It hurt, but not terribly so. There was enough cushion on her body to prevent her shoulder blade from gut checking you.
>Either way, there was no use in trying to fight it. You welcomed the thought of a cool shower.
>Cheryl simply tapped on your rear, a lot lighter this time.
>"Don't worry, I'll make sure you're nice and clean... and you'd better not skip out on us next week~"