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Fishing for a Pear

Part 3

Witten by Ajax Baback Coriander

"Papa bear to Cub," Adam said, and waited. A few minutes passed, but all that came through the speaker was the lifeless sound of static. Adam glanced down at his watch, and sighed softly to himself. He flicked off the radio and laid the mic on top of the receiver. Adam still couldn't understand why Dallas hadn't gotten back to him, he knew that Dallas was upset about him having to leave, but for him to just drop off the face of the earth was strange. They had gotten so close over the past few weeks. Maybe he'd strung the kid along, made him think there was more going on then there really was. But what was really going on? Adam asked himself.

I've done more time with him than I have with anyone in the past six years. Adam looked down to the tattoo on his bicep, and he sighed as he read the name, Steven. Now that had been a bad break up, they'd been together for so long, but over the years they'd just grown apart. Also, him drive off in a red convertible with a Latino boy half his age, their retirement savings, and his middle finger raised high in the air... didn't help much either. After that he fell into a bad place, of late nights drinking, one night stands, and anything else that was destructive to him. He didn't snap out of it until his friends confronted him about it, and made him move on with his life. Still after that he'd mostly just messed around with someone, got off, and went home. What he'd been doing with Dallas was different.

They'd spent almost every day with each other, learning everything they could, and getting closer by the minute. The thought of not even getting to say goodbye was starting to weigh heavily on his heart. He was starting to want to stay, see what this all really was, but that alone wasn't enough for him to stay, he needed something solid, concrete for him to stay, not just thoughts running through his head. He needed more; he needed to know if Dallas felt the same way, and that it wasn't just some old man's fantasy. Adam got up, and after some struggling managed to get a shirt on around his cast, and button it up. He scooped up his car keys from the table with his one free hand, and made his way out of the door. He hopped into the cab of his truck, and looked up at the setting sun. He felt a strange electricity flow through him, as if something was charging the air, like a storm was coming, something was about to happen. Adam started the car, and headed towards the repair shop Dallas owned in town.

Adam took a deep breath, and a strange new smell wafted into his nose; it was like the smell of a forest just after a rain. It made him think of Dallas for some reason. Then other smells started to come into his perception, tobacco was the strongest, but then everything else came racing at him, the fake leather seats of the truck, the exhaust from the car, even the smells of the forest drifted through the window, letting him smell everything from the rich wet earth to the flowering trees. It was pleasant at first, but soon it all began to be too much, combining into a pungent odder that pounded into his head like a jackhammer.

Adam was forced to pull off the side of the road, and he noticed other changes. His other senses kicked into overdrive, he could suddenly hear everything, bugs, running water, animals running through the forest, and his vision sharpened to the point where he could see every line on his fingers and every hair on his knuckles. The sounds started to intensify, turning into a wining buzz of noise, which made his ears feel like they were going to burst.

Adam's whole body started to itch, he tried to scratch it but nothing he did helped. He undid his shirt, and looked down at his skin, trying to find some sign of what was causing all of this. He watched as new coarse chest hairs sprouted through his skin, making that thin coat of hair, turning into a thick forest of fuzz. He looked down at his arms, which were going through the same transformation. Adam felt a soft burning on his chest, and he looked down at the stitches covering the claw marks on his chest, he watched as his body forced out the doctors stitches, leaving jagged hairless scars as the rest of his chest started to fill in with thick course hair.

Adam started to panic. He went to grab the steering wheel, but his fingers wouldn't bend to grab the wheel. He screamed out in frustration, and shoved his fingers behind the door handle, and pulled forward, making the door pop open. He ran out onto the road, the sky was beginning to darken, and he needed help. Adam tried to yell for help, but all that came out was a strange jumble of words, as his tongue swelled. His whole body started to expand, his clothes grew tighter with each passing second, his cast started to creek, but it didn't expand like the fabric of his clothes, making a sharp needle like pain shoot up his arm.

Adam tripped, falling face first onto the gravel road in front of him. He used his good hand to right himself; sitting up on his knees. He felt his teeth start to grow and change in his mouth, sharpening, becoming more animalistic. Adam looked down at his hand, and watched as it morphed before his eyes. The fingers shortened, the nails thickened turning into long black claws, and rough black pads formed on his palms. They looked so familiar; his eyes shot open as he realized what they were paws, bear paws. He threw his head back, and let out a loud scream, that changed into a roar as his vocal cords distorted in his throat.

Adam heard a loud popping sound, like a pop bottle exploding under the hot sun. Adam looked back behind him at the shredded remains of his shoes, and the new paws that wiggled in the spot his feet used to be. His clothes began to rip under the strain of his ever expanding body, not able to take the added layers of muscle and fat. When his clothes finally burst under the added strain, a thick layer of fur started to travel over his body, covering him in a new thick grey and brown coat. He felt his face start to change, his ears traveling to the top of his head, his face elongating, and he changed into a real bear. He felt this strong burning pressure start to build at the base of his spine, and he let out a loud roar as a stubby brown tail burst through his skin. He felt his joints start to pop and change, as a new wet black nose formed on his face.

Adam felt his boxers rip from his body as his growing cock burst from them, a new fuzzy cover replacing his foreskin, and a thin coat of fur covering his balls. He heard the cast around his arm creek, and then split in two around his muscle filled arm. He threw his head back, and roared, as his eyes reflected the full moon hanging high up in the sky. Adam looked down at his new paws, and down at his large body. What's happened to me? He asked himself. He tried to stand up, but his back legs gave way, and he fell forward onto all fours. There was no way he could drive like this, and nobody would help him in this state.

Than Adam felt it, this white hot burning in his loins, that made him hornier then he ever had been in his life. It felt like if he didn't get off he was going to burst. He let out a soft whining grunt. His headache intensified with every second, and his mind felt like it was in a cloud. Adam closed his eyes, and the smell of cooking fish started to raise above all the other scents. It was one he'd smelled so many nights, and tonight it was so comforting to him. He had to find the source. He smelled the air with his new powerful nose, and took off running towards the smell, not knowing what he'd find, but hoping to find the comfort he needed.

***

"Okay guys, you know the name of the game, five card draw." The big graying grizzly said, as he shuffled the cards in his paws. "Nothing's wild, three card draw limit, and ante is five to start." The bear split the stack in two, bent them using his index finger, and let the lace together, making that distinctive thut, thut, thut, sound.

The polar bear to his left snorted, as he threw his five dollar chip into the center of the table. "Don't deal from bottom deck this time." He said in broken English.

The grizzly rolled his eyes, took a puff of his pipe, and blew the smoke from his nose. "God Victor that was years ago, let it go already." The grizzly started to deal out the cards.

The black bear across from him piped up, "Now don't ya'll start this shit up again. It's the one night a week I get away from the Misses, and I aint lettin' ya'll bring down the good mood." The black bear took a long drag on his cigarette, and blew the smoke out of his mouth.

"What's the matter, Boe?" Snickered the grizzly wearing a set of black sunglass. He thought the glasses helped his bluffing game, but all they actually acted like a mirror and reflected his hand for the others to see; nobody had yet to say anything. "Does my lovely sister like to keep you on a short leash?"

The insides of Boe's ears flushed pink, and he nervously adjusted his camo baseball cap. "Look I know that yer sister likes ta' tell ya that kinda stuff, but I don't like talkin' 'bout it much."

"Oh leave him alone, Jeff. Besides, I bet you don't want me telling everybody what your sweet Maggie has been telling my wife about your bedroom encounters, do you little bro?"

"No Denny..." replied the bear in the dark sunglasses, as he sank down in his chair a bit, a look of dread on his face.

Denny smiled, and turned to his older brother at the head of the table. "If you don't mind Frank, I'd like to get started. If we don't, I might be tempted to grab the chain from the back of my truck, and see if I can make Boe squeal like his wife does."

The bear at the head of the table chuckled, and adjusted the pipe in his mouth. "Alright Denny. Ante up everybody." There was a click-tit sound as everybody threw there chips into the center. The bears all picked up their cards, and made a few starting bets.

Victor's nose twitched and he leaned his head back, taking short quick breaths through his nose, smelling the air. "Vait a second." Victor said before he dropped his head back down, and looked at Frank. "Don't you say your son not come tonight?"

Frank gave Victor an odd look, "Yes I did; He told me he wasn't feeling well. Why?"

Victor leaned his head back up, and took a few more breath. "I smell him. Something different 'bout smell though, like he covered in leather."

The other bear's all lifted their noses to the air, all sniffing it; making out the strange scent on the air. "And tobacco, like that Yukon Gold stuff that smells like cookies. You know, that kind Denny always smokes." Jeff said.

"You know who it reminds me of, that guy that rented out dad's cabin; he smelled just like that when I gave him the keys to the loner truck." Replied Denny. "But why would he smell like Dallas?" Denny took another sniff, "and bear."

"Well I have seen them together a lot, just the other day when I was taking a run through the woods I saw him teaching Dallas how to fish the normal way." Jeff paused for a second, and he turned his head to face Frank. "You don't think he..."

Jeff was cut off when Frank snapped back at him, "No, he knows better than to not wear a condom."

Jeff put his cards down on the table in front of him, and raised up his paws; palms out. "Hey, hey, hey, I didn't mean anything by it, it's just accidents happen."

"Well I was talkin' ta' doctor G yesterday, and he did bring up somthin' 'bout a bear attack. I knew it couldn't a' been one of us. I just thought some feral bear strolled in 'er somethin'."

Frank's eyes narrowed, "Look. Dallas isn't stupid enough to turn someone without talking with us first. Let's just go see what all this is about, and jump to conclusions later." Frank laid his cards down, and propped his pipe up next to them. "Now let's go find out more about this new friend of ours, shall we?" The others nodded in agreement, and took off into the woods without a second word.

***

Adam's headache was still pounding as he tried to sort through all the different smells, to find that fragrant aroma of that pink fish. He was getting close, with each step it grew stronger, and clearer than the other smells. He could see a fire flickering in the distance, and he took off running at it, until he burst through the underbrush into a small clearing. There was a fire crackling in the center with fish cooking on sticks around it, a small card table with folding camping chairs, and lastly a large cooler filled to the top with ice, beer, and other liquors. Adam raised his nose up, and sniffed the air again, getting another whiff of that heavenly aroma. He started walking towards the cooking fish, and he reached out with his front paw to grab it, but he couldn't grip it with his awkward clunky paw.

Adam gave a soft annoyed grunt, and he sat down next to the fire, his legs out in front of him, and his front paws on the ground between them. He cocked his head to the side, and studied the fish for a moment, trying to figure out how to get it away from the fire without burning himself. He tried to clear him mind enough to let him think, but his brain was clogged from having to sort through all the new feelings, smells, sights, and that new intense hornyness he felt. He leaned his head forward, opened his mouth, grabbed the base of the stick with his teeth, and pulled it and the fish up out of the dirt. He held up his paws, and dropped the fish into his palms. Success!

"Hey!" Adam heard someone shout, "Didn't your father ever teach you to not take things that don't belong to you?"

Adam's head snapped around, and he stared at the large grizzly bear standing on all fours behind him. "Did you just talk?" is what Adam wanted to ask, but all that came out was a weird string of bear noises.

Adam heard laughter coming from the woods, and four other bears come out from the underbrush, surrounding him. "Dang he is new to this, he don't even know how to talk yet," said Boe.

Adam dropped the fish to the ground, and he got on all fours. He worked up the best snarl and growl he could muster, and he felt a tingle as the hairs on the back of his neck raised up, like a dog getting ready to fight. "Oh relax." Frank said, as he walked closer to Adam. His body effortlessly changed shape as he walked, becoming more human shaped, allowing him walk on two legs. "We're not going to hurt you... unless you give use a reason to." He smiled, "Now just let us help you." He crouched down in front of the snarling, feral looking bear. "I bet that head of yours is jumbled as fuck right now, hell you might not even be able to understand me, but if you can I want you to sit down and close your eyes."

Adam kept his mean demeanor up for a few more seconds as he figured out if he could trust this creature or not, but after a while he realized he had nothing to lose if he just gave it a shot. He nodded and sat back down, his legs sticking out in front of him, and he closed his eyes. "Good," the grizzly in front of him said softly. "I want you to take long slow breaths through your nose, and try to focus on one scent -the fish if you'd like- try and pick it out from the others. Imagine you're just plucking it out from the air in front of you."

Adam nodded, it took a few tries, but soon he was able to lock onto. All the other scents started to fade away. Frank smiled a bit, "Excellent, now focus on the sound of my voice, let all the other sounds fade away. Just listen to it, forget about all the sounds of the forest, the stream, the trees, and sky; my voice is the only thing that matters. The only thing you need to hear."

Adams head began to clear; the sound of Frank's voice was so soothing compared to the constant buzzing that was there before. He breathed a sigh of relief, and stayed there for a moment, enjoying the peaceful clarity that'd come out of the chaos. Frank patted him on the shoulder, "Feel better don't you?"

Adam tried to say "Thank you", but again all that came out were a bunch of strange grunts and growls.

Frank chuckled, "What do you say we get that voice of yours back?" He held up his paw in front of his face, it looked different from Adams, more human like. "Let's try something a little simpler first, open your eyes." Adam did as he was told. "Look at my paw, see how it's a mix of bear and human, I want you to focus on that shape, try and will your hand to take that shape."

Adam looked at his paw, and focused on the shape of Frank's paw, willing it, wanting it to take that other shape. His hand started to shift back and forth, his claws shifting between finger nails and claws, his paw shifting to fingers, and his thumb changing to the side of his paw. It switched back and forth a few times, but after a few tries it locked into the perfect mix of the two. Frank slapped him on the back, "You got it!" He shouted with delight. "Now do the same thing, but with your voice."

Adam concentrated, he could feel his vocal cords shifting and changing in his throat. "Test," he said, but it sounded more like a growl. He closed his eyes, and concentrated harder. "Test," he said, this time nailing his voice perfectly.

Frank smiled, and gave him another pat on the shoulder, "That's it. The more you change, the easier this will all become, it's going to be kind of rough at first, but soon it will be like second nature to you." Frank looked over at the black bear standing on the other side of the clearing, "Boe, grab the new bear a beer." Boe nodded, grabbed a beer from the cooler, and tossed it to Frank, who caught it in the air. He popped the top open, and handed it to Adam. "So tell us about yourself stranger? A name and what happened to you would be a nice start."

Adam brought that cold beer up to his lips, and let it slide across his tongue. He could taste the beer better than he ever had before, he could pick out the hops and barley from all its other flavors. Frank stood up, grabbed one of the chairs, and pulled it in front of the fire, next to Adam. The others did the same, Jeff grabbing two beers, handing one to Denny, and Victor and Boe picked up a bottle of whisky, and passed it back and forth between each other as they each picked up a fish that was roasting on the fire. "The name's Adam." He paused for a second, "And the truth is, I have the same question for you. How am I supposed to know what happened, if I don't even know what I am?" Adam asked.

Frank reached down, picked up the fish off the ground, dusted it off, and split it in half, giving one piece to Adam. "Well Adam, I'm Frank." Frank pointed to his brothers, "The two grizzlies are my younger brothers, Jeff and Danny." Each nodded accordingly, and went back to the conversation they were having. "The polar bear is Victor, and the black bear is Boe. They're both hard to understand, so just pay attention."

Boe snarled, "Hey! At least I ain't no commie. I were born in the US, I know how ta' speak it.

"Yes, but knowing how to speak English is lot different than knowing right way to speak it." Victor added. The rest of them burst out into laughter, and Boe flipped them all off as he took another swig of the whisky bottle.

"Anyway," Frank said. "I don't know how," he had his suspicions, but he wanted to be sure before he called out his son. "But you've become a werebear like us."

Adam looked down at his body, and back up at Frank, "Like a werewolf?"

Frank scowled at that comment. "Yes, but there are a lot of different types of weres, our lupine cousins just get more of the spot light. But we're everywhere; if you name a place, odds are we were there before any human. The natives used to call us Skinwalkers, but over the years we've adopted were as the common term." Frank paused for a second. "And before you ask. Yes, silver does affect us. With a lot of us it's like an allergy, if you touch it you'll brake out into a rash, but if it gets inside you, that's when you have to worry. If you get shot you have to take out the bullet as soon as possible, and if you breathe in the shit or get it into your blood stream somehow, you're dead if you don't get help." Frank took a sip of his beer, and leaned back in his chair. "Oh and watch out for monkshood or as its more commonly known wolfsbane, it won't hurt you, but if you touch the shit you'll transform in a second, and that is not fun when you're in a public place." Frank smirked, and looked over the black bear, "Isn't that right, Boe?"

Boe proceeded to flip Frank off again, and take a bite of his fish, biting through the fishes head, eating it bone and all. Adam's face contorted as he saw Boe do that, and Frank saw this. "By the way, a lot of things are different about you now. When you're human again at the end of the night, you'll be stronger, faster, and better than you ever were before. You'll be like ten men all rolled into one. Take your digestion system example, see what Boe did?"Frank asked. "You'll be able to eat everything from raw meat to tree bark, not that it'll taste that good, but you can eat it." Frank took a bite of his fish. "Well now you know what you are; now we'd all like to know the how. I know it wasn't one of us that did this to you. Were you bit before you showed up here, did you have any unprotected sex, have any blood transfusions, etc?"

Adam shook his head, "I must have been when that bear attached me while I was fishing, but he didn't bite me, all I got was a bad slash across my chest."

Frank paused for a second, "That wouldn't have done it... did the bear lick your wound or get any of his blood on it?"

"Yeah he did! When he was trying to bite me I took a good chunk out him with my knife, and there was a lot of blood in the water, it must have gotten in that way." Adam looked at the bears in front of him, "Do you guys know who did this to me? He was smaller than all of you, and he had a light brown coat.

"How do you know it was a he?" Jeff asked as he walked over to the cooler, to grab another set of beers.

"You see a pair of balls that big, you don't forget anytime soon." Adam replied back, with a little smirk on his graying muzzle. All the bears but frank laughed at the comment.

"I'm starting to like this guy, Frank." Denny said, as he took his beer from his younger brother.

Frank cursed in his head as he heard Adam's description, there was only one other bear that looked like that up here, his son. Frank decided to do what fathers had been doing for their sons to protect them for ages, lie. "That must be it, but I can't think of any bear here that matches that description, the only ones that would come close are, my wife, and sisters, and I'm pretty sure none of them have balls." He said with a little snicker, "It must have been someone from another town, or someone passing through, that wanted some easy fish."

Adam looked down at his large fuzzy gut, and then back up at Frank. "Is there some kind of cure? Anyway to change me back?"

Frank shook his head no, "I'm sorry there's not."

"Yes there is," Boe piped up. Adam turned his head to look in his direction. Boe scratched his black fuzzy balls, and leaned back in his chair. "Yeah, ya just gotta kill the bear that turned ya, and eat his there heart. None of us know why, but we think it's gotta be some kind of bacteria that grows on the inside of their hearts that acts kinda like one of them there antidotes."

Frank's eyes narrowed in anger, and he fought back the snarl that was trying to form on his face. Frank wanted to kill Boe, thanks to his bluntness his son was now in danger; they didn't know if they could trust Adam yet. If his son got hurt, so help him god, he didn't know what he'd do; brother in law or not. "But no good person would do that, Boe. That's why I didn't feel the need to bring it up, where would we be if we went around killing people for no good reason; we might as well be one of our feral counter parts if we did. I'm sure Adam wouldn't do something like that, am I right?" His gaze shifted to Adam.

Adam was about to reply, when Boe cut him off. "I'm just sayin'." The black bear shrugged.

Adam turned back to Frank and shook his head no, "I couldn't do that no matter how bad I wanted to, it's not the kind of man I am."

Frank was a little relived at that, but still it was a little too close to home. "And that's the way a man should be." Frank smiled a bit; if his son was fooling around with Adam -even though he and Adam were almost the same age- he was glad it was him other then someone who didn't have any principles to stand on.

Adam's stubby ear twitched as he heard a slurping groaning sound coming from his right. He turned his head, and he felt his heart thud in his chest and a sudden surge to his loins, bring back that raging fire from before. Jeff was on his paws and knees between Denny's legs, and his muzzle was gently bobbing up and down along his older brother's shaft.

"Knock that off ya two!" Boe shouted, "If ya'll don't quite soon yer gonna get me goin'!"

Victor chuckled, and he slid out of his chair, and behind Boe. He reached around, and cupped the black bear's man tits in his paws, and gave them a hard squeeze. Boe let out a soft moan, and his cock started to stir in his sheath. "They're just having little fun. Besides we already play cards, drink beer, and you know what they say about idle paws, yes?" Victor asked as he started to kiss his way up Boe's black neck, nibbling on one of his sensitive stubby ears, making the big southern bear melt back into his seat.

"Y...yeah but..." Boe stuttered.

"Oh shush!" Victor said. "Let's see if I can make you squeal like wife's sister can."

Frank grabbed his pipe and supplies from the card table, and let out a soft chuckle as he sat back in his seat. "Sorry about them, you don't have to stay if it makes you uncomfortable. It's just the change also increases our sexual appetite; I'm surprised it took them this long. It's the reason the women set up camp on the other side of the forest, if we didn't we'd all have more kids then we could count; when you're a bear it's hard to find condoms that fit right. Plus they're better able to control it then we are, if two or three of them sneak off into the woods, the others can wait with the children and make sure they're okay. Those first couple of years when they change are really hard on them." Frank's eyes trailed off, and he watched his brothers going at it, his cock throbbing hard against his belly. "But if you don't mind, I think I'm going to join in." Frank chuckled a bit, "Years ago me and my brothers did try and fight that fire in our loins; since the only option was each other, but after a while we all got tired of humping trees and picking splinters out of our dicks. So we just went with what felt right, I don't know if you preferred woman like most of us did, but after a while that fire will build up and you'll be happy with anything you can sink your dick into."

Adam gave a deep belly laugh, and wiped away tears that were forming in the corner of his eyes. "I've been probably sucking cock longer then Boe could count."

"Three whole weeks?" Denny asked. The whole camp busted out in laughter, and Boe mumbled back some kind of smart ass remark around Victor's white fuzzy balls.

"Oh relax Boe. We only tease you because you married our baby sister." Frank said, as he turned his attention back to Adam, who was starring at Jeff's round fuzzy rump as his paw played with his new found sheath, running it up and down the length of his thick red ursine meat. "Want to give it a go?" Frank asked with a little smirk.

Adam snapped his head back, "Wait, what?" He asked a little confused as his head cleared from his lustful haze.

Frank stood up, his fat bear cock sticking straight out from under his gut, and his heavy balls shaking as he walked. "I said, do you want to give my brothers fine ass a go?" he said with a little smirk, as he smacked Jeff on the ass, making him moan around his older brothers cock.

Jeff slid his tongue up the underside of Denny's shaft, "Don't I get some say in that?"

Frank snorted a laugh, "You lost that right when you started all this."

Jeff rolled his eyes, and went back to bobbing his muzzle down Denny's length. Jeff gave his hips a seductive shake, wiggling those fat fuzzy cheeks for Adam. A smirk grew across Adam's muzzle, and he gave his hard cock a quick stroke. "Well I'm not one to argue with an offer like that." Adam closed his eyes, and focused onto a more human shape like the rest of the bears had taking, his body taking on a more anthropomorphic build. He walked over to Jeff, and gave that fine fuzzy ass a hard slap, making the younger bear moan around his brother's cock.

Adam placed two of his fingers in his mouth, and sucked on them, coating them in his viscous saliva. He took his fingers, and with one paw grabbed Jeff's ass, and shoved his fingers inside of that well used furry hole. Adam felt that large body shake around his fingers, as he cupped that fuzzy ass in his paw, and squeezed down as he wiggled his fingers inside of Jeff's ass. Adam spit into his free paw, and smeared his saliva over his length, letting it blend with the pre oozing from the head of his cock. He slid his fingers from that younger bear's ass, and gave his cock a few long strokes as he lined the head up with that tight pink pucker between that sea of fuzzy brown fur.

Frank had his pipe hanging from his mouth, lit with a fresh bowl of tobacco. He blew a smoke ring that circled around the end of Adam's muzzle before it disappeared. Frank didn't say a word as he slipped in closer, sliding the front of his body against Adam's side. Adam plunged his throbbing cock into Jeff's ass, getting a soft yelp from him. Adam turned his head to look at Frank, who grabbed the back of his head, and brought him into a long sloppy kiss. Their tongues danced as Frank wrapped his paws around Adam's body, one of Franks paws slipping down Adam's back, over his ass, down to that star shaped hole between Adam's cheeks.

Adam shivered softly as he felt one thick finger slide inside of him, the first thing to penetrate that hole in so many years. Adam felt that finger curl inside of him, playing with that pleasure knot deep inside of him, as his hips slowly pumped his cock in and out of Jeff's hot fuzzy hole. Adam felt those thick fingers slide out, as another set of arms wrapped around his body. Frank broke the kiss, and smiled as he took another puff from his pipe. Adam saw a black nose come into his line of sight, and he turned to see Victor's smiling face. "How long has it been since you be topped?" The polar bear asked.

Adam felt Victor's drooling black cock slide between his fuzzy brown cheeks, and a soft moan escaped his lips. "Years," he panted "I'm normally doing the topping."

Victor smirked, "Good, then you be tight like virgin." He growled playfully.

Before Adam could protest Frank grabbed his head again, pulling him into another long kiss, blowing smoke into Adam's mouth, making it pour from his nose. Adam let out a soft moan as he felt that helmet shaped cock head press against his tight pucker, he felt it push against him, before it finally slipped past his anal ring, and slide deep inside of his depths. Adam let out a soft pleasure filled groan as he felt that wonderful fullness only someone's cock could give. He clenched his ass around that cock inside of him, and rubbed his back into that white soft mound behind him, grinding his ass against Victor's crotch.

Adam felt Boe slip between his legs, then a pair of lips wrap around his big fuzzy sac, and start to gently suckle, flicking his tongue along the bottom of his trapped orbs. Frank grabbed a hold of Adam's paw, and guided it to his crotch. Adam took note, and grabbed a hold of the bear's brown orbs, tenderly squeezing them getting a groan from the bear as he plunged into his younger brother's depths. Adam heard a loud roar, and his eyes darted to Denny as he pulled his cock out of his brother's mouth and started to furiously stroke himself off, cum erupting from the tip of his cock, and spewing across Jeff's back, and smacking Adam in the stomach. Denny sat there panting for a moment, before he walked off, and Adam heard the tell tale sound of someone opening a beer.

Jeff started to pant as Adam's cock worked its way in and out of him, filling him with that wonderful pleasure that made his knees shake, and his cock throb. Jeff shivered as he felt Boe's tongue run along the underside of his cock, his skilled tongue flicking across that dribbling head. Jeff felt Boe grab a hold of his sac, and Adams, he squeezed them together, making them almost painfully stretch as Adam pulled out, and thrust back in.

Denny walked back over to the group, his cock already hard again, and a satisfied smirk on his muzzle. "Looks like Adam is the center of attention tonight. I hope that means I get a go at his ass after Victor's done." He said as he took a drink of his beer.

Frank chuckled and broke the kiss with Adam, "I think that's only fair."

Adam was to lost in the pleasure coming from all around him to really pay attention to what the other bear's were saying, he nodded, and said "Uh huh," before he realized what he was agreeing to. Denny smirked, and grabbed Adam's head, bringing him into a kiss as he pushed beer into his mouth, making Adam drink it down with a soft moan.

"Oh fuck!" Jeff panted from under Adam as his whole body started to shake, he grit his teeth, and his face contorted as Boe's lips wrapped around the head of his cock, and he shot his load into the black bear's mouth, filling it to the brim with his cum.

Adam's chest rumbled with a deep growl as he felt Jeff's ass spasm around his cock, that smooth passage way squeezing down on the length of his cock like a fist. He rode the younger bear through his orgasm, letting his cock feel every inch of that pulsating hole. Denny grabbed Adam's paw, and guided it to his own crotch. Adam groaned as he squeezed down on both the cocks in his paws, feeling that warmth and girth between his fingers.

Frank gently blew smoke into one of Adam's new stubby round ears, making him shiver as that warm smoke tickled the hairs inside. Frank let out a soft grunt, and Adam felt the grizzly's cum start to ooze out over his paw, making the bear stroke faster, helping finish the grizzly off. He scooped up as much of that cum as he could, and then reached behind himself, grabbing Victor's shaft as he pulled out of his ass, and smearing that warm sticky liquid over the polar bear's cock, helping lube his shaft. Victor let out a loud groan as his cock pulsed inside of Adam's warm fuzzy ass; apparently he loved the idea of what Adam just did.

Victor let out a groan, and he started to slam into Adam's ass with all his might. His lubed cock able to glide in and out of that tight puckered hole, letting him slam into every good spot inside of Adam's ass. Adam grit his teeth, and broke the kiss with Denny. His face scrunched up, and he tried to relax as the wild fuck beast behind him plunged in and out of his out of practice hole. He had to reach up, and wrap an arm around Victor's next, just to hold on as the power of his thrusts drove him in and out of Jeff's ass, the poor younger bear, shaking in pain and pleasure under him.

Victor let out a near deafening roar as he plunged into Adam one last time, and pumped load after load of his cum into the grizzly's ass. Adam bit down on his tongue and scrunched his eyes up tight as his cock slid out of Jeff, and sprayed cum over the younger bear's back, adding to Denny's load...

Denny slapped Victor on the ass, "My turn!"

***

Adam felt his head pound as his eyes started to adjust to the morning light. His back was cold, his ass ached, and his balls felt emptier then they ever had in his whole life. He sat up, rubbed the sleep from his eyes, and looked down at his hairy cum covered body. He held his hand up, and sighed in relief as he saw his palm instead of paw pads. He looked around; the campsite had been cleaned up, the fire put out, and the others were gone. He stood up, and cracked his back. They could have at least left me some clothes... he thought to himself.

Adam looked over at the camp, and saw a note nailed to a tree. He walked over to it, and read it to himself.

"We had fun last night. If you decide to stay we want you back next week. Catch you later. Frank."

Adam smiled a bit; he looked down at his arm that had fully healed, and his chest. He had big scars where the stitches had once been, but other than that he wasn't to worse for wear. It was nice that they wanted him back, but now that his arm was healed, there was no reason for him to stay. He felt his heart sink in his chest, and he sighed. There was one reason. Dallas. He started going over everything that happened, and he started to think about what he'd become. It'd be hard to go back to the city like this, and if he sold his house he could live up here comfortably for the rest of his life. He had everything he needed, beer, smoke, friends, and maybe if Dallas would talk to him again, someone to keep him warm on those cold lonely nights.

That's why he wanted to stay, not only because of the bear he'd become, but because of what he might leave behind. He hadn't been able to get Dallas off his mind for days, he didn't know what to call what they had, but he felt like he needed to try and fix it. Adam made his way back to the truck, and started to rummage through it. He found a pair of boxers that Dallas had forgoten in his truck, and walked off into the woods. Talking with Dallas wasn't the hard part, finding him was. Adam got down on his hands and knees, closed his eyes, and started to focus on the bear that dwelled inside of him now.

Adam's body started to change, it was clunky at first, parts changing, flipping back, and changing again, but soon he was standing in the forest as a proud grizzly bear. He put his nose down against Dallas's underwear, and took a long deep breath, breathing in that musky scent. His cock stirred in his sheath as he focused on the smell, drowning out all the others, honing in on that one scent, that forest after a rain smell. When he opened his eyes again, it was like there was a bright glowing trail weaving into the forest in front of him, leading him to Dallas. He let out a soft grunt, and ran towards the source of that smell. Running to Dallas, and to whatever the future may hold.