I recognized it by its eyes, its snout, and its fur. The bear standing before me was the same one that I had befriended at the zoo. This was Barry bear. Any naturalist or zookeeper will tell you that individual animals are as distinctive as humans, when it comes to telling one from another. This was definitely the bear that had escaped. But did that mean that this bear was also … no, it couldn’t be. The thought had crossed my mind briefly earlier, but it just seemed too crazy. As if the idea of werebears in and of itself wasn’t crazy enough, could Eric really be Barry bear?
“Eric?” I asked the bear. It raised its head up, looking at me with its dark eyes. They reminded me too much of Eric’s. But still, how did this make sense? Eric was a human by day and a bear by night. I had seen the bear during the daytime, and if he turned into a human, people would have seen. I realized I didn’t know the first thing about werebears and how or when they turned or turned back.
I was unsure of what to do. If this was Eric, I needed to be sure the zoo didn’t catch him. Even if it was just a normal bear from the zoo, I almost didn’t want them to catch him, although I knew that in that case it was for the best. I just hated seeing animals in cages. Sure I worked at a zoo, but that didn’t mean I wanted all animals to be in them.
By now we had actually approached each other. I reached my hand out to pet it, and it began grazing my leg with its cheek. It was still so gentle. If it was really a werebear, I thought, it wasn’t doing a very good job of it. I mean I had heard of werewolves and they were supposed to be fierce and dangerous. It should have been biting my head off, not nuzzling me like a dog, I thought.
From behind me, I first heard voices and then lights began appearing dimly out of the darkness. I had to act fast. “Quickly!” I shouted to the bear. “We have to get out of here!”
I began running, and the bear began following me, like a giant golden retriever. Too bad it wasn’t normal for people to have bears as pets I thought in a quiet corner of my mind, as we raced through the trees. Thankfully we had gotten moving before they spotted us. They still had no idea how close they were. But then I realized that they were probably trying to swing around and flush the bear out toward some waiting trap. We had to slip through their line of searchers if we had any hope of escape. First we had to get away, then we would worry about whatever came next. I vaguely wondered if I should try getting him to my apartment. That didn’t seem feasible without being discovered, I thought, so I let the idea go. But where could we hide?
I had my eyes out for a hiding spot that would allow them to pass us right by without seeing us. They would not be looking too closely, as any normal bear would flee the light and sound they were making. In fact, that was exactly what they wanted and expected the bear to do. But where could we hide?, I asked myself again. Suddenly the bear veered to the left a little. I was about to tell him that we had to find a place to hide, when I saw that he was trying to get my attention. Once I let him know that I was watching, he ran ahead a little more, looking over his shoulder intermittently to be sure I was keeping up. Finally he seemed about to head right into the face of a rock outcropping, but instead just disappeared into it. That’s what it looked like, at least. Even as I got near I couldn’t see where he had gone to, until his nose appeared out of thin air in front of me, and I realized he had found, or more likely had led me back to a cave that he already knew of. I crawled inside, parting the bushes that covered the tiny entrance. I had no idea how he had fit inside. I used my phone’s light to see around as the cave opened up a bit further inside. To be safe, I headed to the deepest, darkest corner of the cave and sat down. The bear approached and curling up right next to me. It was just like a dog. Only ten times the size. This had to be Eric. We waited, my heart pounding. If we were caught, the bear would be forced to live at the horrible zoo again, and I’d definitely have some questions to answer. Lights flashed across the entrance, and my heart began pounding even faster.
“It’s hopeless!” Someone shouted from outside. “We’re just chasing a ghost at this point. I bet that bear’s in Alaska by now, feasting on salmon and laughing at us. That roused a few laughs outside as the searchers moved past.
“It bet those sightings were all B.S.” someone else called. “With all the media I bet they just wanted to get on the news.”
The voices continued discussing their wild goose chase as they went past us, until first their lights, and then their voices faded completely. Then we were left again with just the silence of the cave and the scant forest sounds that entered through the opening. It looked like we would be ok, but I knew that we needed to wait until morning. I looked at the bear and saw that it was already fast asleep. Had the bear decided to just walk out of there, I would have had no idea what to do, I realized. I imagined myself jumping on it Mowgli-style, and laughed to myself. I didn’t think it was going anywhere, and I decided to just cuddle up to it. In that moment, all the stress and worry that I had been carrying just melted away. I felt safe with it I felt safe with him I realized, even in this form. The whole thing probably sounds nuts, but it all made sense to me. We were meant to be together. Finding him in the forest was proof of it. As soon as my head came to rest on his soft fur, I was asleep.
When I woke up, I felt myself lying against something furry. It took me a second to remember where I was, and as I got ready to open my eyes, I was fully prepared to see my new pet bear. Only it wasn’t a bear, it was Eric. My jaw practically unhinged. This was going to take some getting used to.
As I looked at him, he opened his eyes.
“Good morning,” was all I could think of to say, as I was still trying to recover from this latest shock.
He was completely naked, and upon realizing this, he sat up abruptly, instantly realizing what must have happened.
“So you know,” was all he said. It was ten percent question and ninety percent statement
“You were the bear I took care of,” I replied, my words barely escaping my mouth. “But how? And yes, I know you are a werebear…you changed before my eyes that day, don’t you remember?”
“Yeah, right…it’s coming back. And yes, I was that bear you took care of. I still remember how you called me Barry. I almost said ‘I’m Barry’ when we met. I felt like I already knew you. As to how this is all possible, I have no idea. And I imagine you figured out by now how they caught me and put me in the zoo. It was about a month before you arrived. When I first turned I had no idea what I was doing. I was totally wild. I was not as in control of my bear-self as I am now. I actually went into the forest to protect everyone else. Of course I had to get away from people to protect myself as well. Eventually I guess enough people saw me and they eventually tracked me down. I think they put three tranquilizer darts into me before I fell.”
“So why didn’t you change back?” I asked.
“I don’t know. For some reason I stayed a bear, and I began gaining better control over myself. The time in that cage was critical actually. I learned to master my bear side, at least a little bit. I think that at some level I did not change back to a human because I knew it wasn’t safe to do so. As time went on I sort of woke up inside my bear-self, if that makes sense. I became more docile, and more aware of my surroundings. I listened to you every time you talked and even now remember what you said. You know, it was you who saved me. When you finally pet me, that last day in the zoo, something happened. There was something in your touch. A few minutes after you did that, I knew I could turn back into a man at will. It’s like you helped me wake up fully. So as I sort of came to my senses, I remembered that I had seen a uniform left just outside the cage door and I instantly knew that everything had aligned to make my escape possible. When I saw there was no one around I moved near the door as a bear and only then changed form. I was a little disoriented, but I knew what I was doing. I had learned the door code, so I was out in a moment. It was actually perfect to do it while the zoo was open so that I could blend in with the crowd and walk right out the front gates.”
After he finished his story he turned to me and said, “In truth, I really wanted to thank you for being the only one who really cared about me in there. You used to talk to me like I was a person. Or maybe you were just talking to yourself, but there was enough there for me to figure out where you lived. That’s how I found you. I hope you don’t feel stalked.” He looked a little embarrassed to have spilled his guts so completely.
I stood there, quite shocked. “You really felt that way?” I asked.
“Felt what way? Oh you mean that I liked you? Of course. I had actually fallen in love with you while I was still a bear. I hope that doesn’t sound too crazy for you.” I gave him a look that said that nothing he could say could be any crazier than what had just happened in the last few days. He continued, telling me “I wanted to make you feel good for all you had done for me. I managed to find some clothes near a Salvation Army bin, and I made myself look as presentable as I could. I waited for you outside your apartment, until I finally I finally saw you just and ran in front of your car, and well … here we are,” he ended with a laugh. “I guess I could have been more subtle, he added.
A chuckle escaped me. “You did all that for me? I’m not that special, I promise.”
He smiled. “Oh, you are to me.”
“So I may have helped you to realize that you can turn back into a person, but you still turn into a werebear,” I replied.
He nodded. “Granted, but at least now I’m a gentle bear, when I want to be, of course. But I have no idea what this is, or how it works. I’ve been trying to find answers, but can’t find anything useful, not even in folklore.”
Eric looked at me, his face becoming a little harder once again. “So now that I’m back to normal, what are you going to do? I mean, I left you in the forest because I was afraid you would freak out. So, are you freaked out? Are you going to leave me now that you know I’m a werebear?”
As soon as the words had left his lips I had spanned the distance between us. How could he think I would abandon him now? I wrapped my arms around his taut, muscular body in a warm embrace. “I could never let you go. You’re kind, caring and unbelievably sexy to me. I don’t care if you turn into a bear during a full moon. Minor detail,” I said with a smile. “I love you.”
When he looked at me, a smile spread across his bearded face. “I love you too. But what can I offer you? I have no home. I have no job. A far as everyone I know is concerned I am totally M.I.A. What are you going to do with me?”
“Well, for now you can stay with me while we sort it all out together,” I replied.
“Do you really mean that?” he asked.
“I do.”
I left the cave and went home, mostly to get Eric a change of clothes, but also to grab us some sandwiches. Luckily I had a few of Josh’s clothes around, which I threw in a bag. While Eric’s shirt and sweatpants would probably be pretty tight for this lumberjack, they would have to do. When I got back we ate and he dressed. Now that he wasn’t bare ass naked, we headed out of the park, and made our way back to my apartment. When we finally got to my place and collapsed on the coach, Eric looked over at me and asked, “So what are you going to do when I turn into a bear when the next full moon comes?”
“Cuddle you even more,” I replied. “You can be my teddy bear.”
He began laughing. “But what if I get aggressive? My werebear instincts could return in full.”
Looking at him with my most seductive stare, I said, “I can be pretty aggressive myself. I don’t need supernatural powers to get wild.”
Even as I felt my sex stirring, I could feel my eyelids drooping even more. With only half a night’s sleep, we were both exhausted. We headed into my bedroom, and despite my desire to use it in a more creative way, we both were in need of a recharge. Within minutes we were both in a deep sleep. We needed a rest before any more fun and games.
Chapter Five
I walked out of my closet ready to show off for a shirtless Eric, who sat on my bed. “How do you like it?” I asked.
We had awoken not too long before and had just lay in bed awhile talking before I decided it was time for a little dress up. I remembered that early in our relationship, while Josh was still tolerable, and I actually liked him, he had bought me some lingerie. This was actually only the second time I had tried it on.
“You’re the sexy beauty to my beast. I love it,” Eric said, as a distinct bulge arose beneath his recently acquired sweat pants. I looked at myself in the mirror. The cupless bra and crotchless panties I wore left nothing to the imagination, but the lace complemented my body, bringing out my hips and ass, and well-shaped tits. Damn, I looked good.
“Well, how can this beauty serve her beast?” I asked, making a growl.
“You could give him a kiss,” Eric invited, as he grabbed at the hard on which had quickly stood at attention.
“Gladly,” I replied. I went up to the bed and pulled down his sweatpants. Having no underwear underneath, his cock was already good to go. I looked at his mating stick with drool coming out of my mouth. I wanted to taste it all. My tongue licked up its shaft, savoring the taste of him. One of my hands grabbed his balls, and I began massaging them at a slow pace. I let them go, moved my hand up to his shaft, and began sucking on one of his nuts.
“You taste like an animal. Just the way I like it!” My lips moved to the head of his cock, and I began sucking the very tip. Eric moaned in pleasure, with my tongue sweeping over his manhood. I licked his hole, the very tip of it going inside, and then I began shoving it down my throat. I started slowly, taking in one inch at a time, making sure to taste it all. It didn’t take long before only half his length is was still seeing daylight. At the point of gagging, I removed it from my mouth.
“You’re so big,” I told him.
“I wasn’t always like this. Before I was bitten, I was average, skinny, and couldn’t grow a beard or much body hair at all to save my life. Afterward though, everything changed. I began gradually growing hair and my body became chiseled. Oh yeah, and my cock grew quite a bit. Not that I mind.”
“I don’t mind either, but you know, I would love you no matter what size it was…but I’ll take it like this” I told him with a mischievous smile. “In fact I will take it all,” I added, as I did my best to take him full in my mouth. I took it slowly, allowing my jaw to relax and loosen as I gently allowed him to enter more deeply into my throat. Finally pulling my head off of him with a gasp, I caught my breath while Eric stood up. I got on my knees in front of him so that he could regain control and move his hips rhythmically and instinctually as he thrust his cock in and out of my waiting mouth.
I hadn’t really enjoyed oral sex that much in the past, but with him it was different. Knowing I was safe with him, I loved letting him take over. I loved the feeling of him filling my mouth. As I sucked harder, I could hear Eric moaning. All of a sudden, his beastly juices squirted down my throat, hit my tongue and coated my mouth. As he pulled out, a few last spurts landed in my hair and on my cheek and neck.
I savoring the salty taste that was inside my mouth. His spunk was powerful and almost sweet, and I loved every drop of it. I swallowed everything he squirted in my mouth, and then rubbed what had escaped me across my face and chest. I gulped down everything, licking my lips. It had never felt so good to be such a dirty girl.
“I want you inside of me now,” is all I said next. “I want more.” I was really getting into the dirty talk. I liked it. I felt so free with him.
“Well, I have a lot, so I hope you can take it all,” Eric replied.
“Oh, you better believe it, I said. I hopped on the bed and got on all fours. “Do me like this,” I almost commanded. “I want my big bear to maul me.”
Eric was game for the role play and let out a mock roar, mimicking his bear-self as he grabbed me roughly, slapping my ass for good measure. He stood over me, and I felt his fat cock pierce my lips from behind. My walls clenched against it as they stained to take it all. The pleasure r
adiated from my center immediately. I couldn’t get enough of him. As he thrust his cock into me, I let myself go. I moved along with him, allowing more of him to go into me as I bucked like a wild animal. I didn’t know it was possible to be so filled. I felt him deep inside my belly as I pumped my ass against him in time to his pounding thrusts. Finally I was taking all of him. It almost hurt, but the more I relaxed the more whatever discomfort had been there turned to pleasure. I loved being taken by my bear.
“Yes, yes baby!” I shouted, feeling my juices coat his cock even more. One orgasm after another was rocking my pussy, and he still wasn’t finished. He went faster, and I felt my insides pounded further by his meat. I was breathless, with my tongue practically hanging out. I think I may have even been drooling a little. I spread myself even more for him as he came inside me, the hot spurts setting off one last wave of pleasure. Finally, I collapsed on the bed, feeling happier and more satisfied, in every sense of the word, than I think I ever had in my life.
“I love you,” I muttered as I relaxed myself. I couldn’t believe how many times I had cum, or how many times he had, for that matter. And despite the fatigue, despite how much of his essence was still inside me, I still wanted more. I didn’t think we would ever leave the apartment. Now that I had him for real, I wasn’t going to let him go. How was I going to leave him to go to work? Maybe I would be a naughty little girl and have him meet me for lunch and bend me over when no one was looking. Or maybe I could just buy a big dildo, and content myself to just think about how I would have the real thing when I got home.
As I got the energy to look at him, I noticed that his cock was still erect. “Ready for round three?” I asked. “We’re a bit sticky from so much fun though. How about we move to the shower.”
Before I knew it, I was in the shower, and Eric had his face buried deep between my thighs. With my back against the wall where I stood, and one leg over his shoulder, I allowed his tongue to explore my opening. This beast was tasting its prey, and it made me wet just thinking about it as his mouth licked at my lips and clit before darting inside me. I cocked my head back as he went deeper inside still, his finger rubbing my clitoris gently. As he suddenly rubbed my asshole with his other hand, I came again, my juices mixing with the shower water that streamed down his wet face.
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