Thunder
Steven could hear it pounding in the distance. It drew closer to him with its every flash, taunting him with its power as if the mighty Thor himself was trying to call him out. Suddenly above him a large bolt of lightning crashed down hitting a large branch just above his camp site. With a loud hideous creek the branch came tumbling down, and burst through the tent exposing the man to the torrential rain. The man felt water start to pool around his ankles, when he looked down he saw most of his belongings floating around him in the small space, it was too much to be from the rain, and it had to be from the nearby river he thought. He looked up at the flashing sky, and listened to the sound of pounding thunder, and realized he had to try and get to higher ground. He grabbed his pack and what little supplies he had, and jumped through the open hole of his tent. He started to run towards the mountains, praying he'd reach higher ground. He ran through the muddy ground, the soft earth trying to suck off the boots from his feet, and the thick underbrush ripping at his clothing. He kept his nylon coat clutched close to his body, it was doing a poor job of keeping all of the water out, but at least it was doing something. The rain seemed to get thicker as he ran deeper and deeper into the forest, it got hard for him to see just a few inches in front of his face. He had to leap to avoid trees that seemed to jump out from nowhere. He began to feel as if he was drowning above water.
Steven heard the sound of something behind him, he thought it was more thunder at first, but it was a noise that never stopped. He turned his head, and a strike of lightning gave him just enough light to see the ragging torrent of water that was heading for him. His eyes widened with fear, and he reached out to grab a nearby tree just as the wall of water slammed into him. As he was picked up like a rag doll he felt the tips of his fingers just scratch the bark of the tree as he was carried off into the dense forest. He tried to fight against the water as he tumbled around in it like a piece of loose paper in a washer, he felt his body slam into trees, his legs scrap against branches, and finally his head smack into something hard, and then the world around him grew black.
The next thing Steven knew he had something fuzzy pressed against his face, and something was pounding on his chest. He felt himself turned on his side, and he managed to cough up some of the water that filled his lungs; he took a large breath, and he saw something large and hairy through the darkness, before he slipped back into unconsciousness.
When Steven regained consciousness again, he felt warm, as if he was wrapped up in something warm and soft. He could still hear thunder pounding in the background, but the black night was replaced by the warm flickering glow of a fire. He heard voices start to come through the haze of his mind, "is he going to be okay?" A soft, concerned voice asked.
"I really don't know, pup. He was pretty beaten up, the fact I even found him at all was a miracle, if it hadn't of been for that bright neon coat shimmerin' in the lightnin', I don't think we would have found him until the vultures started to pick at him." Said a deeper older voice.
"I still hate that you went out there, the bike would have been just fine." Said the softer voice again.
Steven heard what sounded like an annoyed growl, "Hey!" the older voice snapped. "I ain't lettin' nothin' happen to Lucy, she got both of us up here, and she was what hooked us up, remember?" The deeper voice gave off a soft chuckle, "I seem to remember a certain someone that could help but wiggle his hips as soon as I drove up on her, fat stogie in my mouth, and dressed all in leather."
Steven let off a soft groan, and he started to shift in his sleep. He felt something course but soft rub against his bare skin. He blinked his eyes a few times, letting them adjust to the dim cabin light. He looked up, and saw two bearded faces looking down at him. The one on the left had a head of red fiery hair, with a thick bushy beard that went down past his neck to match, and he had beads breaded into it that gave him a Viking appearance. The one on the right had a head of short graying hair, and a short trimmed salt and paper beard to match. The one on the left spoke first, in the soft voice from before, "I think he's wakin' up."
The man with the salt and pepper beard pulled out a small flashlight from under his pillow, and grabbed Steven's head, he forced his eye lids open, and shined the light in his eyes, and pulled it away quickly. "Well he doesn't have a concussion, that's good. Now all we have to worry about is the hyperthermia."
Steven blinked again, and groggily asked "What?" as his brain started to reboot. He started to look around at the small cabin room he was now in, the cedar walls, the stone fire place, and at the bed posts near the end of his feet. He tried to set up, but a large calloused hand grabbed him, and forced him back down.
"Whoa cub! You're not goin' anywhere right now, you were nearly dead when I found you, I ain't lettin' you die on my watch. Now just stay down, and try and get warm."
Steven let out a soft grunt as he smacked back into the bed between the two large bodies of his rescuers. Steven felt a big hairy red arm wrap around him, and he felt the two large bodies of the fat men press into him. Steven looked down at the quilt covering him, his body's outline eclipsed by the two larger bulky bodies next to him. He started to move a little testing his surroundings, and his heart started to thump in his chest as he realized that his clothes were gone, and so were the clothes of the two men lying next to him. "W... where are my clothes?" he asked a nervously, the fear obvious in his voice.
The man on the right rolled his eyes, "God, you were deep in the woods, I would'a thunk you had taken a little bit of wilderness survival... or maybe you got smacked in the head harder than I thought. Anyway you were hypothermic, I had to get you out of your clothes, and warm you up, and since I don't have a sleeping bag or bathtub, this was the best way to do it." The older male smiled softly, "Trust me, I was a doctor for twenty five years, I know what I'm doin'." He raised one of his eye brows, and gave Steven a stern look. "But maybe if it'll help we'll introduce ourselves, I'm Gary, and this sexy thing on my left is Berry."
The red bearded man chuckled, and smiled, "Sometimes I think you say that just to embarrass me."
Gary smiled, "I wouldn't say it, if it wasn't true pup." Gary looked down at Steven, "So what's your name, Cub?"
Steven gave Gary an odd look as he called him cub, but he quickly answered, "It's Steven."
Gary chuckled, "That's a mighty proper name for someone, Steve-en. Don'tcha think Berry?"
Steven felt uncomfortable trapped between those two large strange men, but he didn't want to seem ungrateful by telling them to back off. Gary leaned over, and grabbed a pipe and a metal lighter from his bed side table. The graying heard man, laid back down on his side, and put the pipe between his teeth. Gary lit the lighter, and brought it over the opening of the pipe, he took a few short puffs lighting the tobacco, before he flipped the lighter closed with a metallic clank. The hairy man took a deep puff of his pipe, and let the smoke roll out through his nose. "Oh yeah daddy, it just seems so out of place on him." Replied berry.
Gary took a deep puff of his pipe, before he blew the smoke out again, this time letting the smoke roll over Steven's face. Steven could help but breathe in some of the rich smoke, that hot hazy air burning the insides of his nose and making him cough just a bit. He tried to get up again, and away from the smoke, but Berry's large hairy arm kept him held against the bed. "Look I don't mind if you smoke, but I really don't wanna breathe it in." Steven said as he put his hand over his mouth.
Gary gave a deep belly laugh, "Oh don't be such a pansy, Steev-en. A little smoke ain't never hurt no one." The big burly man smiled, and blew more smoke out across Steven's face. The smaller man hacked and coughed as he breathed in that rich smoke, the burning sensation from before replaced with a feeling of warmth that seemed to creep into his body spreading out from the top of his head to the tips of his toes.
Steven felt a goofy smile grow across his face as the new feeling replaced the one of bone chilling cold, "I guess it's not so bad, I'm starting to like it."
"Good cub." Said Gary with a wide toothy grin, "Now just sit back, relax, and try and get warm with us."
Gary kept puffing on his pipe, and Steven kept breathing in the rich woody scent, before long he couldn't figure out why he wanted the hairy man to stop, that smoke was just so intoxicating, it seemed to creep into his every pore, filling him with a warmth he hadn't ever felt before. Steven felt a soft hand start to rub across his toned athletic stomach, it felt so good, but in his mind it seemed a little strange. He looked down, and saw the back of Berry's hand, he wanted to reach out and move his hand away, but for some reason his arms felt too heavy to move, so he just laid there and watched. He felt this strange pressure, and he blinked as he watched his stomach start to change. His tone six pack started to fade under layer after soft layer of fat, with every stroke of Berry's hand it seemed to grow larger and rounder. "Oh that feels good..." Steven managed to blurt out, as a wide smile grew across his face.
" 'Course it does cub, daddy bear knows how to treat boy's like you." The man reached up, and took the pipe from his mouth, and gave a large toothy grin... that seemed to have more teeth then it should. "But this is gonna feel even better." Gary reached down, and slide his hand across Steven's thigh, to Steven's Stiffening cock. Gary wrapped his large brown paw around Steven's cock, he gripped it tight, his rough paw pads scratching his cock just a bit as he started to pump the smaller males foreskin up and down, letting it turtle neck around the head of his cock.
"Wait... I'm not..." Steven managed to spurt out before he felt his eye lids dip, and the pleasure his body was feeling over ride his mind. He looked up at Gary through hazy eyes, for a second he saw the outline of a bear, but when he blinked it was gone. That's when Steven squinted his eyes, and the bear's shape returned, he blinked a few times, and looked closer. His eyes shot open as the bear's shape became clearer and the veil was lifted from his eyes, lying next to him, stroking his cock, was a large brown bear. He still had the same salt and pepper head of hair and beard, but his body was covered in a thick lair of brown fur, with course black and white pubic hairs sticking up through it. On the top of his head, there were two rounded ears, and his face was now a genital slopping muzzle capped off with a wet black nose. The bear smirked, this time his extra teeth fit perfectly into his new found face. Steven looked down at the brown webbed paw that was stroking his stomach, a strange new black leather cuff around its wrist. Steven's eyes fallowed the brown hairy arm up to its owner's body, it was Berry, but again he was changed, instead of the warm human face that was once there, a river otter was looking back down at him, his bearded was still the same, the wooden beads were still in the same spots, and that red Viking color was still there, but he had long whiskers on his face, and a black wet nose. Steven saw something sparkle in the dim light, and his eyes darted to Berry's neck, where a black leather collar had formed with a pair of silver tags with the words "pup" and "love" etched into them. Steven looked back and forth between there smiling faces, and asked "Wh...What are you?"
Gary smiled, "That's not important cub." Gary said playing off Steven's question, "What is important, is the gift were about to give you." Gary shoved the pipe into Steven's mouth, and gave his growing shaft a hard squeeze, making him suck in air and smoke into his mouth. Steven's eyes shot wide open as he felt that warm rich smoke spread over his tongue, sending soft tingles spreading over his mouth, and a strange sense of euphoria spread through his body. "Were gonna turn you into what a real man should be; one that can't get taken down by a little water."
Steven looked down at his chest and expanding belly, thick brown hairs started to sprout over his body, turning his happy trail into a forest. He looked down at his arms, which were going through the same transformation, also growing thick strong muscles, like that of a body builder. Steven was puffing on the pipe now, his face growing softer, rounder with every hit. He felt his feet start to grow to accommodate his new size; for the most part his height remanded the same, but his overall girth grew three fold. He rolled his strong broad shoulders as his skeleton expanded along with the rest of his body, giving him his new construction worker build. "Oh god I feel good!" He roared at the top of his lungs.
"It's workin' then cub." Said Gary with a little smirk, "Before long you'll do all the things a real man should. Smoke tobacco, dink, gamble, and take dick like the best of them." Daddy bear licked his lips, "Just imagine it, nothin' says you're a real man like havin' a fat pipe between your lips, suckin' on it, and trying to nurse every bit out of it you can. Wouldn't you like that cub?"
"Oh yes daddy bear!" Steven moaned. "I wanna feel that thick pipe between my lips, and I wanna suck on it all night long."
Gary looked down at his throbbing thick piece of pink bear meat, and then back up at Steven. "Well Steve-en, I have one for you right here."
Steven took another puff of the pipe in his mouth, before he handed it off to Gary, and slide down between the brown bear's legs. He licked his lips and blew out a mouth full of warm smoke over Gary's cock, making the big bear roar out in pleasure. Steven looked down at the massive bear cock in front of him, it wasn't that long but it was easily as thick as a beer can, he knew there was no way he could fit his mouth around it, so instead he wrapped his lips around that engorged dark pink head and started to softly suck. As he tasted that manly musk for the first time, he groaned out in pleasure, it was so pure, it was what a real man should taste like. He wondered for a moment if he tasted like that, and he scoffed at the thought of all the girls that had given him head, this taste was to good, to manly to be wasted on them, it should be shared with a real man; a real big hairy man like his new friends were helping him become. He felt Berry's soft furry body sliding down behind him, he felt large webbed paws start to knead his ass cheeks, pushing them together, pulling them apart, and every which way in between. Steven felt his ass start to grow under the otter's touch, expanding to match his new body, giving him a rounded soft ass that any bear would love to have. "Now that's so much better," chirred Berry as he slid his paw down over the tip of his cock, smearing his viscous pre over the length of his long thick shaft, coating it with a fine gooey sheen. "It looks good enough to eat; I think I'm going to have to give this fine ass of yours a little test cub."
The otter adjusted himself behind Steven, and gave his hot hairy ass a hard slap, making the large hairy man moan softly around Daddy bear's cock. The otter held his shaft in his webbed paw as he guided it forward; he pressed the head to the man's untaken hairy hole, and started to slowly push forward, grunting as he felt that tight anal ring fight against the head of his cock pushing back against it, until it finally gave way, and the otter felt his cock sink into those hot tight insides. Steven gave out a sharp gasp as he felt his anal star forced open, it hurt a little at first, but he got another deep breath of daddy bear's smoke his hole seemed to loosen around that pink invader and this warm feeling started to spread over him, like this was the place a real man like him should be. Berry grunted softly, and gave a small thrust forward burying the last few inches of his cock inside its new tight home. Berry gave a soft pant as he looked down at his belly that was now resting on Steven's new fine ass, the otter licked his lips, and gave that fine rump a hard slap, that made the man under him shiver, and give his hips a wiggle around that cock inside him. The otter reached down and started to stroke Steven's legs, making them grow and expand just like the rest of him had, giving him the legs he needed for his new bulkier body.
Steven felt his tongue expand growing larger than his mouth could handle, but he didn't mind much, it let him wrap his new longer wider tongue around Gary's cock, and slide it up and down the entire length of the older bear's shaft. Steven let out a soft moan as he felt daddy bear start to rub his ears, he felt them start to shift under the old bear's touch, moving up and changing shape as they were rubbed, until Steven had two fuzzy stubby ears on the top of his head, just then a thick mat of black fur starting to spurt up all over his body, giving him a nice new coat to match his bodies new shape. Steven felt his face start to stretch out, his jaw cracking and lengthening to match his new tongue, along with his nose, he felt it start to flatten and new cold wet pink skin spread over it, giving him the face to go with his new body, finally he felt a strange pressure start to build at the base of his spine, and with an almost audible pop, a short stubby black tail burst from his lower back, his final step from man to bear was complete, and judging by how fast his new stubby tail was wagging, he couldn't have been happier. The new black bear slid his tongue over the top of his front bottom teeth, and looked up lovingly at Gary as he made a perfect "O" with his lips, and slid his muzzle down over the length of his daddy's cock. That hot warm piece of flesh felt so good inside of his muzzle, it felt so good as he wriggled his tongue along the underside of it, and he felt such joy as he felt the head brush against the back of his throat.
Berry watched as daddy bear moaned, and Steven bobbed his head up and down on that cock in front of him like any good cub should. The otter let out a low primal growl and gripped the sides of Steven's cock as tight as he could, getting a soft groan from the smaller bear. The whole sight was getting too much for him; he felt his control fading away to his lustful urges. The otter let out a soft chirr as he started to pound away at that bears fine fuzzy ass, their hips smacking together like the beat of a drum, as he took out everything he had into that new bear cub. He felt the bear pushing back into his thrusts, and he gave a little smirk through his wild red beard, and leaned forward, giving his thrusts some added power, and letting the head of his cock slam right into that needy pleasure spot deep inside that younger bear. Steven started to shake softly as the otter behind him used his hairy hole for all it was worth, and the bear in front of him kept him sucking on his glorious piece of flesh. He closed his eyes, and he smiled the best he could, it was all so wonderful, how he wished he could stay like this forever. Steven let out a soft gasp as he felt something pointed and fuzzy press into the underside of his kiwi sized nuts, making his throbbing pulsing cock shoot a jet of pre across the underside of his large hairy belly. He managed to look behind himself just enough to see Berry's long thick tail sliding under him. He felt the soft fuzzy tip start to gently trace down the length of his cock, softly tickling the sensitive uncut flesh. He let out a soft groan, and he felt his whole body shudder under the older otter's touch. He felt his thick ursine balls pull up close to his body, his cock flex against his big rounded gut, and he felt his tight anal muscles clamp down like a vice around Berry's still thrusting cock. Steven heard the otter above him give off this soft chirr, and the otter lay down across his back.
Gary let out a soft grunt, "Okay boy, open wide. I got more thin' to turn ya into a real bear." Steven let Gary's cock slide from his muzzle, and he felt Berry's paws wrap around him, and left him up, so that he was sitting on his knees, and Berry's cocks till thrusting softly inside of him. He opened his muzzle wide like daddy had said, and with big soft eyes he looked up at Gary's face. The bear reached down with his big strong paw, and stood up. Gary placed one paw on Steven's shoulder, and with wrapped the other around his cock. He started to pump his foreskin, letting it turtle neck around his thick swollen head. Meanwhile the otters paws snuck around to Steven's cock, and he wrapped it around that cock that was now somewhere between the size of Gary's and his own, and he started to slowly pump it, bringing the black bear closer and closer to the edge. Steven watched as Gary's balls pulled up close to his body, and that thick shaft flexed in his weathered paw, and let out jets of cum across his face, some of that salty sweet liquid splattering across his tongue, but most of it getting on his chin and face. Daddy let out a soft pant, and he reached out with one paw, and started to smear his cum over Steven's face, over and under his chin, around his mouth, and finally up the sides to near where his hair line started where his ears used to be. Steven felt a soft tingle start to spread across his skin, in the area's Gary rubbed his cum into his fur, he felt course black hairs start to spring up between his fur, just a touch lighter in tone, that made them stick out amongst the sea of black fur. A short trimmed beard, almost like Gary's started to form, giving him that last touch he needed to make him into a proper bear.
A wide grin grew across Steven's face, it felt so good to have a beard like a real bear, he knew he'd have to take really good care of it. Steven felt a webbed paw grabbed one of his new man-tits, and give it a hard squeeze, making a jolt of electric pleasure course through his body. Berry leaned in, and gently whispered into Steven's ear, "You've been a good cub tonight, cum for us and show s just how much you enjoyed it." Berry laid his head down on Steven's shoulder, and his long thick tail flicked out behind him.
Steven felt his kiwi sized balls pull up almost painfully tight to his body, and he threw his head back in ecstasy with a deep primal roar. His cock flexed, and thick long strains of bear cum erupted from the tip of his cock, and splattered across his belly, and chest, where Gary's waiting paws smeared it over his chest and belly adding more thick course hairs to his already bearish body. Just he came he felt Berry's thrusts get harder, pounding into his prostate milking out every last drop of cum from his body. He heard the otter let out a low deep chirr, and he gave one last hard thrust, sending a wave of hot otter cream inside of him, sending this warm rush through his insides.
Gary patted Steven on the shoulder, and smiled down at him, as his still hard cock pulsed gently in front of the black bears face. "You did good tonight cub," Gary said, as he stepped off of the bed, and picked up his pipe, and gave another puff blowing the smoke through his ursine nose. "Though one thin' is still botherin' me though. "Steve-en" is a little to proper for a bear such as yourself, I think you look more like a Steve to me." Gary looked over at Berry, who was nuzzling into the side of the black bear's neck. "Whatcha' think, Berry?"
Berry let out another soft chirr, and he ran his paws up the black bear's body, "I think Steve fits him perfectly," the otter nosed the black bear's cheek, "What do you think, cub?"
The black bear gave a soft smile, and with a wag of his stumpy tail he said, "I think it fits me just fine."