Bear Chested

TubePunk (Season 1)

Brent's grandma told some weird stories over the years. Lots of them were about werebears and Brent always wondered if his grandma thought she was one of them or something. Many said she was crazy, but something about her stories always seemed too real.

Still, despite her saying so, Brent didn't expect opening the chest at the end of his grandmother's bed to change his life forever. Nor did he expect to become a huge, feminine werebear with gorgeous curves and both sets of fun parts.

*This series of stories is going to be treated like seasons of a show, each episode with a soundtrack. This first season is all character introductions that establish the world and the characters.*

Note: Dualsex ("dual" for short) is a fun alternate term for herm that we really like. We're going to use it here and there. We've got no problem with herm, we just want to diversify.

Bear Chested

~TubePunk Witches: Season 1 - Illicit Introductions~
By Zmeydros (Amanda)
(Edited by Val, AkikoTigress, and WolfLeah)

The fan above Brent's head turned slowly while making a soft whine. Light from the fan's fluted glass fixtures revealed gold streaks in the dark wood of the old chest in front of him. Navy blue curtains covered the windows and the comforter on the queen bed behind the chest showcased a beautiful redwood forest scene complete with numerous, vibrant ferns. To the right of the bed was a dark gray recliner with two oxygen tanks next to it. An ancient alarm clock with dim, red-glowing numbers was on the bedside table along with a box of tissues and some cough drops. On the left of the bed, against the wall, was a dark wooden dresser that had intricate scallops carved into it. Sitting atop the dresser was a short basket holding post-it notes and stationary, as well as a mason jar full of little pinecones.

He felt a bit silly because he'd been going through grandma's things and was currently wearing a black, Serengeti-themed skirt and a bright pink T-shirt that had been given out for a breast cancer bike marathon. When no one was around, he often got urges to try on girl's clothes and had learned to just go with it or risk his brain bugging him over and over. His dark, neck-length hair went well with the skirt and his green eyes didn't look too bad with it. The shirt didn't really fit his broad-shouldered form and dug into his armpits a bit when he moved. The skirt didn't really fit right on his masculine hips, but it wasn't sliding down or anything. He liked it a lot due to how pretty and easy to move in it was. He gave another twist of his hips to feel it swish against his legs. If only he had the courage to wear stuff like this when others could see him.

The gold streaks in the chest in front of him didn't match any of the other wood in his grandma's bedroom. It also had bronze metal straps and an ancient lock on it, a lock that didn't seem to fit any key he'd found since his grandmother's passing. 

Grandma had insisted, many times, that Kiana's werebear pelt was in there. Making things even weirder was that grandma talked about Kiana as if she was still around, despite her storied demise in some sort of epic battle a couple decades ago. It left him with the impression that grandma had never fully gotten over Kiana's death.

A shiver ran down his spine. Something about that chest just felt off. Animal pelts had a creepiness factor that was too high for him to want to keep any bear skin rug or whatever he found in there. It would likely sell for a lot of money if it was legitimate, but he hoped it was just a bunch of bear or forest themed quilts.

He'd worry about it later. For now, he needed to collect grandma's marijuana supplies. She'd started on it to keep her joint pain from slowing her down and it had helped a lot. The side table they were on was a little wooden foldable one he'd made in his high school shop class. He'd stained it with a really light stain and the blonde wood it was made of didn't go with anything else in the room. But since he'd made it, grandma kept it.

Smiling and reminiscing, he picked up the silver-colored vaporizer grandma was always asking people to charge the batteries on. It saved her a trip across the room to the charger and he'd never minded. After setting the vaporizer down in a plastic bin with everything else, he grabbed her nice, brass weed grinder. As he picked it up, an accordion-folded, powder blue piece of paper popped up. Beautiful cursive handwriting that he'd seen on birthday and equinox cards for his entire life was written in forest green ink. Tears beaded at the corners of his eyes as he started reading the note.

"Brent, I hope Teresa didn't convince them to have some sort of somber church service instead of the wake I asked for in my will. I'm pagan as fuck, so it would literally be against my religion and I'm going to haunt the fuck out of Teresa if... Never mind, I can fume about that when I get to my final destination. Let's focus on you. If you aren't wearing one of my skirts, put one on, dear. Every time I caught you exploring my wardrobe, you seemed so ashamed. It's okay, you don't have to be my grandson anymore. You don't have to be anyone's anything. If you want to be a girl, just do it. You stepped up and took care of me so wonderfully when I got too sick to go out and you never treated me like I was mentally ill, even though I know you didn't believe any of my stories. You deserve to be free. So, I, as the matron of this miserable excuse for a family, release you from all familial expectations. I gave you most of my money and other assets so that you don't have to worry about what they think of you anymore." Brent looked down at the skirt he was wearing and tears started streaming down his face. Crying for a few minutes and using up some tissues, he worked to compose himself enough to read the rest of her letter.

"Other than figuring out how deep your trans feelings go, I want you to become a pot head. Just kidding, I left you all my weed supplies because I remember you telling me that you slept really well that one night after we shared my vaporizer. You never seem to sleep enough, so I figured you might get good use out of it." He skimmed past a bunch of information about using her vaporizer and the contact info for Tess, grandma's weed supplier.

"The key to the chest is in with the pine tree gonads." He laughed. She'd always had a penchant for making prudishpeople uncomfortable and the way she talked about plants was one of her most effective methods. "If you don't want to experience some wacky shit, I suggest you leave the chest alone. If you want to transcend conventional ideas of gender and have your banal human life transformed into one full of wonder and adventure, open it and interact with Kiana's pelt. I love you no matter what you choose. Everything I've given you, my possessions, advice, companionship, and love, you deserved tenfold. Use it all to create a life where you have no regrets on your deathbed." She went on to explain how she came to terms with most of her family before she died. Then gave the advice: "Let people believe what they want to believe while living the way that fits you best. Sometimes, it doesn't matter if people know the truth because they're not ready for it and never will be."

"P.S. If you end up a werebear, or encounter them, and need help, contact Tess. She's the daughter of the local elder and a good gal. Don't look surprised, you knew I was going to mention werebear stuff at some point." He laughed as more tears fell. "Also, I lied. Earlier in the letter, I downplayed how sure I am that you're trans. Girl, you, at the very least, need some estrogen and progesterone. Please look into it, or interact with Kiana's pelt and have the problem solved for you. And yes, I have a strong preference for option two. Now there are no secrets between us." 

Brent blinked a couple times. Part of him believed something supernatural was going to happen if he opened the chest. It was the same part that got him to try on girl clothes when no one was around.

Maybe it really was time for him to start hormones? He felt dizzy, this was all so much. Too much. It was late and he needed a good night's sleep in his own bed. Setting the letter down, he changed back into the masculine clothes he'd come with and went home.

At about four in the morning, he woke up wondering what was in that mysterious chest and couldn't get back to sleep. He threw on a black T-shirt with a white band logo on it as well as boxers and a pair of blue jeans. Then he drove back to his grandmother's house.

He went over to the jar of pinecones and took off the lid. Then he grabbed a shopping bag and poured them into it carefully. Sure enough, after half the pine cones had been poured into the bag, he found an old, bronze skeleton key.

He set the key on the bed before putting the pinecones back in the jar and closing it. Then he picked up the key and his eyes widened. The key was getting warmer than his hand and then cooling back down to room temperature at the same rate as his breathing!

He had to be imagining it, right? No, the key was still doing it and it was obvious. The hair on his arms stood up. He tossed the key at grandma's easy chair and it bounced off the seat and back before landing on the armrest. Then he laid on the bed atop the comforter's coastal redwood forest scene and stared up at the ceiling.

Was he losing touch with reality like his grandmother? Was this it? His last day as a sane person? There's no way that key was actually changing temperature... Actually, he could prove it.

Getting off the bed, he went into the kitchen and grabbed the infrared thermometer he'd given grandma a few years ago so she could safely check when pans, or her antique panini grill, were hot enough. Pointing it at the key, he frowned. 

He was going insane. Its temperature was just the room temperature. Nothing special. Unless...

Picking the key up again, he immediately started feeling the temperature fluctuation from before. This time, the infrared thermometer registered the key fluctuating between room temperature and ten degrees above body temperature.

"What the actual fuck?!" After tossing the infrared thermometer on the bed, he stood there panting. The key's temperature shift matched his faster breathing, making his heart beat even harder. This wasn't how reality worked. This was completely bonkers.

His eyes started to feel strained from how intently he was staring at the key. That was when he realized he was gripping it way too hard and loosened his grip a bit. The key pulled at his looser grasp, toward the chest.

I want to commune with you. Please let me out. The words were feminine, but whoever was uttering them was a very big woman. There were deep undertones, a growl to her voice. He looked around for someone speaking, but deep down, he knew he'd heard the voice without the use of his ears.

"This is it, isn't it? I've finally lost my mind." He looked at the chest.

Did you ever have it to begin with? There's so much we come into this world with, so many urges, so many self truths, that we have no control over. Our minds are as wild as the nature around us and as hard to tame. Especially when we ignore our inner truths and constantly stifle our urges. It's only when we find a healthy balance that we are truly free.

"Huh, when you put it that way, I don't feel nearly as crazy. Especially because there's no way I would've thought anything you just said." He paused in front of the chest, feeling the key pull his hand toward the lock. "When grandma used to talk to herself, was she talking to you?"

Yes, that's why she talked to herself a lot more when she was at home.

"This also explains why she kept acting like you were still around." He smiled softly, thinking of the conversations grandma used to have with herself. "You give really good advice, Kiana."

Thanks, I've been around a very long time, seen a lot of crazy shit go down.

He chuckled at her comment. "You said something about communing with me? Is that what'll happen if I open the chest?"

Yes, I'm a bear spirit that has shared many lives and I have been waiting for you to be ready. I've wanted this ever since I saw how you cared for your grandmother.

"Didn't know you were aware of me. I wasn't aware of you." He put his free hand on the chest. "Well, I do know you from grandma's stories. You're a badass with a heart of gold."

My heart will be platinum if we commune. You're the most compassionate human I've ever encountered.

"So, just to be clear, if I let you out, I'm going to become a werebear?" His heart started racing.

Yes, and if I apply myself as we commune, I can give you other gifts that will satisfy deep inner needs.

"Deep inner needs?" He tilted his head.

Girl, don't even try to act dumb.

He blushed and rubbed his thighs together as his crotch tingled. It was embarrassing how much he liked being called "girl."

So, are you ready?

"You're saying I'll be a girl, but my grandma said I'd transcend gender or something. I'm getting mixed messages here."

Oh, you'll be mixed alright. She chuckled, it was deep and sultry. Where's your sense of adventure? I promise you'll like it. Think about how much your grandmother trusted me. I'm the one who helped convince her that you were trans. You need me and I need you and I'm sick of waiting.

"Just one last thing. Why did she keep you in that chest so long? Why didn't you commune with someone else or even talk to me before now?" He brought the key close to the lock and it pulled harder on his hand while vibrating softly. There was no way to know what would happen, but Kiana was wise and kind and everything his grandmother said about her. 

I've been recovering from a battle that nearly destroyed me. Pieces of my being got carved out and I had to heal. By the time I was whole again, I already had my heart set on you. I kept hoping you'd get on hormones and get to a place where you were ready for me, but you needed time. As far as talking to you, I didn't think you were ready for that either, not until now. I felt you let something go when you read your grandmother's letter. It's like you needed her permission to say "fuck off" to your family. I'm glad you're now in a place where you can listen to her, and me, because I think what you need to hear is: Stop trying to understand everything in words. Be a good girl and let go of the key. She had a sexy amount of authority in her voice.

"Yes ma'am," he said automatically, releasing the key.

It flew into the lock and twisted on its own. The chest flung open, revealing a beautiful grizzly bear pelt. It had dark brown fur on the front and lighter brown fur on the back.

This is going to get weird and a bit intense. The right arm of the pelt reached out toward him. Are you ready?

"I think so?" He stared at the pelt, his eyes wide with wonder at the fact it was just moving on its own.

Lift up your shirt.

He did so, his heart pounding in his ears.

The pelt moved so fast that it became a furry blur. The right arm hit him in the stomach, just above his belly button. It entered his abdomen without any resistance while the rest of the pelt followed. He cried out in surprise and then was out of breath as he felt the pelt move inside his body, unfurling and pushing outwards in every direction. Heat radiated all the way out to the tips of his fingers and toes as he felt movement under his skin. It felt creepy, but also like a hug from inside of him. He squirmed and teetered on his feet, shuddering from the bizarre sensations.

These boy clothes have to go. You're going to be too curvy and outgrow them anyway. Her voice sounded a lot closer and he could feel her delight at whatever she was doing to his body.

The seam between his legs complained, threads snapping as his hips widened. His ass, thighs, and calves filled out with a soft layer of fat before bulking up with powerful muscles underneath. The seams down the sides of his jeans split in multiple places as the sensation of thousands of pin pricks covered his legs. Thick brown fur erupted from his skin, covering his legs in a matter of seconds.

As his boxers and jeans broke open at the seam between his legs, he felt a mound of sensitive flesh press outwards. It was unbelievable to have this much sensation behind his balls. Letting out a moan, he reflexively grabbed his chest. Instead of the flat masculine chest he was familiar with, he found b-cup breasts that were quickly growing larger. He squeezed and fondled his tits, letting his nipples dig into his palms through his T-shirt. Every second that passed, there was more to grab and toy with. The flesh was so elastic and pliable, more pleasing than touching someone else's tits by a hundred.

Oh wow, it's starting to feel really warm between my legs. Am I getting a-- He blushed so hard his face ached. It was weird, but he could talk to her in his own head easily now.

Yes, and you needed this so badly that you're going into heat, dear. You're going to need Tess's help before the day's out.

I'm not sure about that. Can't I just use my fingers or something? His blush was still burning on his face while his balls doubled in size. Then there was a pinching and two somethings pushed up into him from inside his sac. "GAH!"

Girl, you've got a lot to learn. You best get used to casual sex, because you're going to be a dualsex werebear and need a lot of the real thing. Her voice was playful and her love of sex was radiating out of her being.

He could even see vague images of what she was thinking about. It was all very lewd, fixated on a huge werebear who had white fur. Maybe it was a polar bear?

I'm going to be dualsex? He stopped messing with his boobs for a second, feeling a lot of shifting around in his abdomen as his ovaries found their home at the top of his brand new womb.

Yep, you're not going to lose anything, only gain.

What'll happen when I return to human form? Will I be dualsex still? His heart skipped a beat as he thought about being in his old body.

It's unlikely that you'll keep your pussy in human form, but I will be able to help you keep your other feminine traits if that's what you desire.

His rock hard prick drooled pre as the bed creaked from his increased mass. He was five inches taller, and noticeably bulkier than he had been. Mmm! That sounds awesome!

I told you that you'd like the surprise. She chuckled. Now let's open up that new pussy of yours.

"Haaah! HAAAAHH! HA--AAAAH!" He couldn't stop making noise. Fur spread up his belly and back while there was a firm massaging sensation on the mound of his brand new cunt. Separate labia formed, a new opening coming into being. It felt incredible, like he was finally being touched in a place he'd been trying to find his whole adult life.

Time for your first girl orgasm! she said with a cheer.

"Hooh! OOOH!" First there was a prick, almost like an electric shock, right behind his balls. 

Then, a sensitive nub swelled outwards in every direction. The bigger it got, the more he ached for release. He reached down with a shaky hand and gently touched this nub as it grew. Soon it was big enough to make little circles around and he could feel white hot pleasure pulsing throughout him. As his legs quaked and his moans became gasps, the nub grew larger than the end of his pinky finger. Pussy juice from his brand new entrance was lubing up his efforts nicely.

Yes, that's it! Rub faster, like you're trying to light it on fire. Kiana's voice was shaky. It was amazing to know she could feel everything he could.

Following her advice, he rubbed his clit wildly, until the pleasure suddenly became a thousand times more intense. "Fuck. Fuck! FUCK! YES!" He groped at his tits with his free hand as the tension in him broke like a dam. It wasn't as sharp as an orgasm from his cock, but lasted a lot longer. Warm, fluffy waves of bliss were crashing over him and kept coming until he was dizzy. He felt like giggling and had a dopey smile at the end. His tits, abdomen, and face felt like they'd been dipped in warm honey.

Good, huh?

The best! Wow! He let out a soft sigh, feeling like he was full of sparkles.

Feeling like a girl? Her tone was playful.

Maybe a little. He giggled.

A little, huh? We can fix that.

His tits swelled larger as brown fur grew in on his chest and upper arms. The thicker his nipples got, the harder it was to ignore them. He couldn't help tugging on them, making himself squirm and moan. Fur on his back came in, making him itch a bit, but not enough that he had to scratch at it. Cracks and pops happened along his limbs and torso as his bones strengthened and thickened, his whole form getting wider and more powerful. Then he heard louder cracks and pops from his jaws.

While his muzzle formed, he dug his fingers into his tits, which were now more than a handful. His nose flattened into his face, folding in on itself a bit as it turned black. The ten extra teeth bears had were growing in, two by two, as his jaws extended outwards. It hurt, but he was distracted by the fact that his T-shirt was ripping from the rapid expansion of his tits from C-cups to F-cups. His shirt had already been stretched near its limit by the expansion of his entire torso. His fingernails curved and lengthened, giving him bear claws.

Desperate to relieve the pressure, he hooked his claws on either side of the tear and ripped his T-shirt down the middle. His heavy tits spilled out, gravity splaying them apart. They looked huge even with him lying on his back!

Do you feel like a girl yet?

Y-yeah! He blushed deeply.

Good, shall I call you Amanda? There was this comforting and sentimental warmth coming from Kiana.

Amanda? I do like that name, but is there a reason you picked it? His ears tingled, fur growing in on the backs of them while they got bigger and rounder.

She was a dear friend from ages ago who reminds me a lot of you. An immense feeling of adoration and memories of running through the forest as grizzly werebears accompanied Kiana words.

I'd be honored to carry her name. Feel free to call me Mandy or Amy for short. She sighed. Yeah, I'm a girl now.

Hooray! Welcome to girlhood and, well, being dual on top of it. A wave of arousal from Kiana mixed with Amy's excitement as she spoke. So, tell me, does your pussy feel satisfied?

Amy's cunt twitched, feeling horribly empty. What the hell? I just came. Why isn't it satis--?

I already told you that you're in heat dear and need something you can't provide on your own. You need to call Tess and have her come over. Kiana's desire for Tess was infectious.

Isn't it too early in the morning for her? For anyone? Amy bit her lip. She could see a vague image of Tess's werebear form in Kiana's memory. Tess was a were-polar-bear!

The vibe I got from her is that she'd rather get woken up for a good lay than miss out. Plus, she's a werebear, so she knows what it's like to be in heat and not have help.

Amanda's pussy twitched again, making her shudder. As she swung her feet off to the side of the bed, she felt the soles of her feet squish differently. Paw pads were forming, bunching up her flesh while thick fur came in between them. Her toenails pinched as they became hooked claws. She gasped as she waited, her prick and pussy throbbing with need.

Then she tore off what was left of her clothes and tried to get out of bed. Her body was well over six feet tall, strong, and bulky. Beyond that, she had massive tits. So, when she put her feet down to stand, she leaned too far forward and lost her balance. Her hands flew up to protect her forehead and the claws on her left hand slashed through the chair's fabric. She wasn't fast enough and her forehead smacked into the armrest. 

"Goddamnit!" Once she stopped cursing and her head wasn't hurting as much, she carefully got her feet under her and stood slowly. Her hips, knees, ankles, and feet felt different.

Moving very slowly, she took a step to grab Tess's contact info. The way her body swayed made her feel off balance. No part of her locomotion was unaffected by the fact she'd gained half again her weight and was over six inches taller. Her giant boobs swaying with each footfall felt sexy, but they were also complicating things.

In her human body, she could say she "walked" here and there, but as a werebear, the word "lumbered" fit better. Though, she had only just started learning how to balance on her new, paw-padded feet, and she'd probably get a more even gait in time.

She made the mistake of looking at her grandmother's note while she walked through the open doorway into the hallway outside her grandmother's room. Not being used to her much wider frame, she smacked her right shoulder into the doorframe.

"OW! FUCK!" She growled in frustration before putting her hands over her muzzle. That growl was way too real and her heart was pounding. It was the last sound anyone wanted to hear when they were camping.

Sorry, I know this is a lot to get used to, Kiana said.

Amy rubbed her shoulder, wincing at the pain. Her heart was still racing from the sound of her own growl. Being a werebear meant that she was technically a chimera: a human who had taken on animal traits due to magical shenanigans. It put her at odds with the power structure of the Usonian Union and would complicate her life from here on out. 

The texture of her fur beneath her fingers, the tug of her breasts, the end of her muzzle blocking a bit of her vision, the many layers of scents from products from the nearby bathroom, and the throbbing between her legs easily reminded her of everything she had to lose if she ever stopped being a werebear. A smile grew on her muzzle as she thought about all the things she had yet to learn, all the other werebears she'd meet. Everything her grandma said about them pointed at a level of acceptance and presence that the rest of society just didn't have.

I wouldn't give it up for the world. Amy took her hand off her shoulder and hefted her right breast, enjoying the weight of it in her hand.

That's good because the world wasn't built for werebears.

I'd love to see a world that was. Amy let go of her breast, feeling it jiggle from the sudden pull of gravity.

Me too, honestly. Kiana sighed wistfully.

On top of an ornate table with an oval-shaped marble slab was a rotary Mickey Mouse phone just outside the doorway. The mirror with a fancy gold-painted frame above the phone reflected Amy's partially-formed muzzle, gorgeous tits, and throbbing still-mostly-human dick which looked a bit tiny compared to the pro-wrestler size of her body.

She tried to use her fingertip, like normal, to dial the rotary phone, but her claw tip poked at the phone instead. It took a few tries, but she eventually was able to hook her right index claw on the holes in the rotary dial and enter each digit. 

It rang five times before Tess answered in her husky, deep voice. "Hello?"

Tell her it's Kiana and then introduce yourself.

"Hi, thish ish Kianma, and uh, shhe gave me the name Ananda. I mean, Amanda.* Amanda had to speak slowly to not have her partial muzzle screw up what she was saying.

"Huh? Kiana is... OH! Oh did you two just commune? You're Flora's grandso-- uh, I mean, granddaughter?" Tess sounded more lively with every word she spoke.

"Yepth!" Amanda nodded.

You're doing great, just pace yourself, Kiana said.

"This is really amazing news! Your grandmother was hoping you two would get along. How are you feeling?"

"It's been really faschinating and, uhh, f-fun?" The phone receiver felt tiny in Amanda's hand. Her body was growing even as she was standing and she had to stifle a gasp as her balls filled in more.

*Glad to hear it and I definitely want to meet you. But it's kinda early. Is there a reason this couldn't wait until later in the morning?

Tell her you're in heat, that you need her to come over.

Amy blushed under the dusting of fur on her cheeks. She knew she needed Tess, but she'd never ever asked for a booty call in her life. Gripping the phone tightly and steeling herself against her embarrassment, she said, "Kiana shays thhat I'm--" she gulped, "in heat and I need--" she couldn't finish.

"To be stuffed like a good girl?" Tess asked.

"Uh-huh." Amy's blush got worse as she rubbed her legs together. Standing while having both sets of parts was really distracting. Her balls were tugging on the front of her muff, making her new clit tingle.

"Say no more." There was a rustling on the other end as Tess started getting ready. "I'm assuming you're at Flora's place?"

"Yeah." Amanda stifled a groan as her joints popped and she reached seven feet in height.

"Grab a couple towels and have them handy. I'm just down the road and should be there in fifteen." Tess hung up.

Amanda put the receiver in Mickey's plastic hand too hard due to her added muscle mass. The phone fell right off of the table and when she went to catch it, she hit the mirror with the side of her muzzle, leaving a streak of saliva on the mirror. She put the phone back and then and then turned toward the bathroom which had brass-colored wire shelving over the toilet with towels on it.

Grab three, just in case.

Three?! Amanda's eyes widened while her snatch clenched, soaking the insides of her thighs. Then she walked into the bathroom slowly,  like she was on a moonwalk, only to hit the top of her head on the doorframe as she tried to duck under it. "FUCK!"

Sorry, I need to start warning you.

It's not your fault. I'm just stupid. Amy rubbed her head.

No, you're just new to all this.

Fair. Amanda entered the bathroom, ducking further. Okay, so I need three towels, right?

Yep, three or four. Kiana was amused.

I'm beginning to wonder if werebears' main activity is fucking. Amy grabbed four towels, stacking them on her left arm.

We're all dualsex and we let the animal in us take the lead. You do the math.

That's some sexy math. Amy continued her careful movements toward the bedroom. She was only just starting to get a sense of her new size and center of gravity.

DUCK! Kiana called out as Amy got near the bedroom doorframe.

Thanks. Amy ducked a little further, easily getting through the doorframe.

You're welcome! Also, sexy math is the best kind of math. Kiana chuckled.

Heh, can't help but agree with you there.

Back at the bed, Amanda pulled the covers back and was about to lay down when Kiana said, Put down a towel and lay on top of it. It's time to get your cock to match the rest of you and finish merging with each other.

Merging? Will you still be able to talk to me or are we going to become one mentally? Will I ever change back into human form like other were creatures I've heard about? Amanda's heart was pounding as she realized how much she didn't know.

You'll be like other were creatures and no, we're not going to merge mentally. I'll be by your side for as long as you'll have me.

Oh, okay, good. Amanda took a deep breath and tried to calm her nerves as she laid the towel on the bed. Was grandma a werebear?

Yes, but about twenty years ago, she got injured badly trying to protect my previous companion. When my companion, Colette, died, she gave up her pelt and retired. We both mourned Colette until the last five years when we started trying to find me a new companion. You know the rest.

"HAAAH!" Amanda's depths clenched powerfully and she could feel her dick flesh stretch from gaining an inch of length. It was overwhelming and sudden enough that she fell onto the bed, which creaked loudly in protest.

Get comfortable on your back. I know you have questions, but I can't hold back our merging anymore.

Lying on her back and looking between her tits, Amy could see her prick extending further and further from her loins as it thickened and turned red. She rolled her left nipple between her fingers as the head of her prick tapered and her balls reached the size of golf balls. Her tits surpassed F-cups while her prick reached nine inches long. Precum trickled down her shaft as she reached out and wrapped her left hand around it.

Thata girl! Stroke your huge prick. Kiana's arousal and enjoyment of Amy's stroking was adding a wonderful depth to everything.

Mmmnnh! Feels so good! Amy moved her right hand off of her left nipple and ran it over her furry belly toward her needy sex.

Thrusting into her left hand, she made circles around her clit with her right middle finger. Her furry legs quivered as intense pleasure reverberated through her. It was bizarre to have both sets of parts, but it was also an unparalleled rush that she couldn't get enough of. Fur filled in on her feet and hands as she felt a pinching in various spots on her palms. Soon, paw pads formed, adding a wonderful texture to her sensual stimulation of clit and cock.

The paw pads weren't as smooth as her palms, but they were not as firm as callouses and had a nice springiness to them. She was producing more than enough precum to make things slippery. Her hands were gaining in size like the rest of her, making it easier to grip her shaft's increased girth. She was now a couple inches over seven feet tall with a wide, muscular form that had ample curves. She already felt like a forest goddess and she wasn't even done yet.

As her muzzle finished forming, the pine and maple scent of her prick as well as the soft jasmine-tea-like aroma from her pussy became clearer than ever. Now, not only could she feel that she was dualsex, she could smell it too. And those scents aroused her both ways so strongly that her entire body was aching.

Out of desperation, she tried to shove a couple fingers in only to find her claws made things unworkable. So, she fumbled around on the side table to find something, anything she could shove inside herself. A bottle of store brand acetaminophen tablets with a rounded bottom and a cap that was easy to hold onto fit the bill. Gasping, she rubbed the end of the pill bottle on her sopping wet folds, getting it nice and slicked up. Then she pressed it inside, kicking her legs from the intense bliss of feeling something enter her. Her prick got even harder as she guided the bottle in and out. The bottle definitely wasn't enough to satisfy her pussy, though, and she was getting impatient for Tess to arrive.

A sheath formed at the base of her eleven inch dick as she gave it long, appreciative strokes. Her nuts felt heavier and heavier against the back of her right hand. She couldn't believe what was happening. Her package was going to be humongous!

Twelve inches, thirteen-- she froze as the sound of the front door opening made her ears twitch. Her heart started to race as she shivered from both excitement and embarrassment.

"Heyo, Amanda, Kiana!" Tess said as she entered the bedroom. She had on a beautiful black leather biker jacket with tassels hanging down under the arms and a green tank top that was tucked into her tight, dark blue jeans. Her tits had enough cleavage that they were putting on a show in the boob window of her tank top. She was five-foot-seven with a fit physique that had a few extra pounds. Her long, dark brown, hair was wavy and in a pony tail.

"H-hi." Amanda waved with the hand that she'd had wrapped around her cock.

Tess sniffed the air and then grinned. "Damn, girl! I can smell how bad you need my help."

"Yeah, being dualth--, I mean dualsex,  is wild." Amanda tried to stealthily extract the pill bottle from her snatch.

"Not as wild as being a huge furry murder machine." Tess's eyes darted to the pill bottle as Amanda got it out all the way. "You poor dear!"

"I got a bith desperathe." A blush burned under Amy's fur as she tossed the pill bottle off to the side.

"No need to be embarrassed, hon. During my first heat, I went into a bit of a frenzy. I was so big that I barely even fit on my bed and my bedroom got a bit trashed." Tess pulled off her jacket and tank top as she moved closer. Since she had no bra on, her nice round tits were on display.

"I don'th doubt ith. I hit my headth and shoulther on door frames and slashedt grantma's easy chair already." Amy grimaced as she thought about just how huge grizzly bears were. "Am I going tho get even bigger?" 

"Probably, but I guarantee you won't be as big as me." Tess took her biker boots off along with her socks and then removed her pants along with her panties. There was no bulge between her legs, just a little bit of bush above a clean-shaven cooch.

She's not dualsex? Amanda tilted her head.

I cannot wait until you see her transform. Kiana was practically vibrating with expectation. You'll see.

"You want me to satisfy your heat, right?" Tess pulled her hair out of her ponytail and tossed her dark green hair tie on top of her clothes.

"Yes, pleash," Amanda was starting to get the hang of talking with her muzzle, and much longer bear tongue, but it was still a challenge..

"For that, we're going to have to go at it like animals." Tess groaned as white fur grew across her belly and her clit shoved outwards, gaining inches in seconds. "Do you understand what that means?"

"Ngh!" Amanda's pussy clenched. Tess's clit was looking more and more cock-like. "Yep."

"Call out 'tapioca' if I get too rough. Sound good?" Tess's muscles bulked up as extra weight filled in. Every dimension she had was enlarging. She was easily six feet tall already. Her nose was turning black and folding into a bear nose as her muzzle formed.

"Sounds good." Amanda nodded, her eyes fixed on Tess's prick as the head flattened into an equine shape. 

It was at least six inches long now and growing fast. As the base of it moved forward a bit and Tess's pussy moved back slightly, a black sac formed, getting ready to hold her nuts.

"HrrrRRRAAAH!" Fur erupted all over Tess's body as she cleared six and a half feet tall. Her tits ballooned in size, going from E-cups to F-cups in a matter of seconds. She strode toward Amanda, pre leaking from the eight inches of horsecock between her legs.

Here she comes! Kiana's absolute certainty that they were about to have a good time eased Amanda's nerves.

As if someone hit the rewind button on Tess's hair's growth, her hair started retreating back into her head. Her big, polar bear muzzle was about halfway formed while fur was spreading down her arms and across her shoulders. Her lips turned black along with her nose as she climbed onto the bed. 

Her eyes found the infrared thermometer and she picked it up. "Heh, I don't need this to know you're hot." She tossed it onto the easy chair.

"The key to the chest was doing weird sthuff, so I--" Amanda stuttered as she explained. Her head hair receded back into her, leaving only bear fur on her head.

"Neeeerrrrd!" Tess interrupted. "Just kidding. I'm a nerd too." She stroked the fur on Amanda's inner thighs.

"You kinda have tho be one to get really good at growing plants." Amanda smiled.

"Exactly!" Grabbing Amanda's ass and lifting her bottom half right off the bed, she skillfully poked her dick up under Amanda's balls. Tess was now seven feet tall, equalling Amanda's height while sharing her powerful build. "Would love to talk more, but your scent is putting my instincts into overdrive. "

"Fair!" Amanda moaned, rolling her hips a bit out of instinct.

"Ready?" Tess asked, her light brown eyes looking into Amanda's copper-colored ones.

"YES! TAKE ME!" Amanda's embarrassment and nerves were no match for her instincts. She needed this.

Tess drove her flare into Amanda's muff.

"AHHHNNN!" Amanda moaned, feeling a dick inside her for the first time. Her fingers had not come close at all to this feeling of warmth and raw, instinctual breeding. The way Tess's cock was throbbing inside her was sending tingles throughout her abdomen and even into her arms and legs.

Remember to breathe and don't clench. She's going to get a lot bigger. Kiana's voice was soft and encouraging.

Amanda took a few breaths and did her best to relax.

"Good girl!" Tess gave her inch after inch as both their pricks continued to grow. Their tits, their balls, and their bodies grew as well. The bed frame cracked and bowed. Fur covered every inch of both of them and Tess was getting paw pads. Her muzzle was almost complete.

"More!" Amanda begged, wanting to feel Tess hilt herself. The more she got in her, the more satisfaction radiated throughout her being. She could feel her inner muscles moving around Tess's dick and did her best to keep breathing, like Kiana had suggested.

"As you wish!" Tess got all the way in, all thirteen inches. But her dick was still lengthening, and as her medial ring formed, things were getting tight. She slowed for a moment making little thrusts while Amanda adjusted.

They were both eight feet tall now and while Amanda's body, now well over three times the weight it used to be, was slowing down, Tess's was continuing on. The idea of being the smaller bear just made Amanda wetter. She couldn't stop thinking about Tess cumming inside her. It was an urge so powerful that she had to fight herself to wait for her cunt to adjust. Somehow, as she was being patient, it just kept feeling better.

You're taking her like a-AAAH! champ, hon. I--NGH!--needed this and I'm fucking proud of you. Kiana was struggling to produce words instead of moans.

This is the best thing. I--FUCK! A wave of pleasure caught Amy by surprise as her clit got hit just right.

"NGH! RRRHH!" Tess bared down as if she was giving birth. *COME ON! YESSSS!" Her nuts fell into their sac and doubled, tripled in size. They were the size of plums, a nice handful within seconds and they kept growing.

Amanda's balls were now the size of large lemons and her dick felt odd, like it was caught on her sheath. She reached for it, but Tess beat her to it, spreading precum everywhere she could. Then she pushed down, helping Amanda's knot pop free of her sheath. Amanda groaned in relief, finally releasing tension she hadn't known she was hanging on to.

As Tess reached nine feet in height, a truly massive creature that made Amanda feel small, she started railing Amanda with all seventeen inches of her horse dick. The smacking of Tess's balls against Amanda's ass nearly sent her over the edge along with the way Tess's medial ring was battering Amanda's clit. She felt so very full of cock and it was glorious. She couldn't stop grinning from the euphoria of getting stuffed.

Tess, and Amanda, were fully werebears now with muzzles, claws, fur, little tails, and round, fuzzy ears. They growled at each other and panted, deep into rutting. Every thrust made Amanda moan louder while she felt this almost electric potential inside of her, as if lighting was about to strike, but it was pleasure instead of electricity. Tess's flare and medial ring started dragging on Amanda's inner walls.

I'm getting close! Kiana's voice wavered.

Amanda could feel how close to the edge she was and she was delighted that they could share this. "Me too!"

"I'm gonna CUM!" Tess's dick pulsed from base to tip, her flare and medial ring getting wider.

"YES! CUM IN ME!" Amanda begged.

Tess slammed forwards, hilting herself in Amanda as she unleashed her hot sticky mess inside Amanda's cunny. She roared and then bit Amanda's neck while groping Amanda's G-cup tits.

It's been so long! YES! YES! YES! YES!  Kiana's orgasm felt like a firecracker going off in Amy's chest with hot sparks flying out of it.

Amanda's dick throbbed, but didn't go off. Her pussy, however, convulsed around Tess's prick, milking it. She felt waves of pleasure crash inside her with every spurt from Tess's cock. It felt endless and was making every corner of her being fill with light and warmth. She roared right along with Tess, unable to stay quiet about how incredible it felt.

When Tess was finally done, Amanda felt full in a way she'd never experienced before. If her dick hadn't been raging hard still, she would've been a lot more relaxed. Instead, she felt rather stiff. Especially with her dick pulsing between their bellies as Tess panted atop her. Tess's naval-orange-sized nuts were parked against her ass while her whole length stayed buried. Tess had cum so much that Amanda's belly was rounder than it had been when they started and Tess's shaft was so thick that it was adding some roundness too. Amanda felt wonderfully soft and couldn't stop smiling. This was the best sex she'd ever had.

"Mind if I go for a ride, sweet cheeks?" Tess propped herself up on her arms and glanced at Amanda's sixteen-inch-long shaft. "My pussy's driving me crazy."

"Umm, sure. I think I need that." Amanda blushed under her fur.

Tess pulled out gradually, both of them groaning. Before Tess got her medial ring out all the way, she grabbed a towel and brought it near their crotches. Then, she popped her flare out and got the towel placed as cum gushed out of Amanda.

"Wow! That's a lot!" Amanda's eyes widened.

"Oh, you're going to do the same to me, hon. Just you wait." Tess sopped up the mess as best she could, getting the entire towel damp.

"Mmmnnhh!" Amanda squirmed from having her pussy lips and clit brushed by Tess's motions.

"You look comfy, so I'm just going to sit on you over and over again." Tess straddled Amanda's loins with a grin on her muzzle.

"That sounds really hot." Amanda grabbed Tess's hips.

"I'm glad." Tess wrapped a paw-padded hand around Amanda's length and lined it up with her mare cunt.

"You're gorgeous." Amanda looked over Tess's huge tits, half-hard horsecock, and massive balls.

"Right back at you." Tess fell onto Amanda's tapered, sixteen-inch pole. "Rrrhh! You're so fucking hard. I love it!"

"Hooh. OH! YES!" Amanda could feel her turgid prick spreading Tess's needy, sweltering passage wide.

 Tess's dick got harder the further onto Amanda's dick she got. When she reached Amanda's uninflated knot, she slowed a bit and controlled her breathing. As they both moaned, she worked it in past the thickest part. Then she fell onto Amanda's loins, her big balls and horsecock whacking Amanda's padded belly.

"Okay, I was fine until your knot. Holy hell, you've got some serious girth, girl. And your knot's not even engorged yet." Tess bit her lip as she worked her hips in little circles, getting herself to loosen up more. Her tits gained another cup size, stopping at a nice pair of G's.

Pride welled up in Amanda as she reveled in challenging Tess's capacity. Tess was at least a head taller than her and yet, she could bring this woman to her knees if she wanted to. All of it was enough to make her feel bold.

Oooh, Amanda. I love where your mind's going. Want me to lend a bit of extra confidence? Kiana was grinning so big that Amanda could feel it. *Our minds will blend, but only temporarily."

Yes, actually. I want to surprise her. 

Okay, just take a couple deep breaths and focus on me.

Amanda took deep breaths, focusing on the feelings she was getting from Kiana. Amongst lots of arousal and joy was a potent confidence. She was so focused on her inner life that she didn't fully register Tess starting to bounce on her dick.

Then she opened her eyes and groped Tess's tits. "Why are you being so shy? I think you can take more than that." Amanda wasn't fully the one talking, but she didn't mind. Kiana mixing with her in this way felt really empowering.

Tess looked at Amanda's eyes and tilted her head. "Kiana?"

"Kimanda. A bit from column A, a bit from column B."  Kimanda's voice had an added resonance to it, a harmony as she spoke.  Kimanda used her powerful thighs and buttocks to thrust upwards and meet Tess as she plummeted toward Kimanda's loins.

"NGH!" One of Tess's irises turned blue-green while the other stayed light brown. "Now we're mixed too!" Her voice had the same sort of harmony as Kimanda's.

Kimanda hammered Tess's pussy, loving the feeling of Tess's big mare clit digging into the base of her dick every time she hilted herself. It was so tight that she could feel Tess's inner muscles and every ridge of flesh in her passage. The smacking of Tess's nuts and precum-dripping length against Kimanda's belly added some lovely lewd percussion to the whole experience.

Tess grabbed Kimanda's breasts. They started growing again and felt a little tender, but Tess seemed to understand that because she was being just the right amount of careful. Kimanda nearly lost the rhythm of their fucking when Tess started tugging on her large, plump nipples. Breeding Tess's cooch and having her tits played with while getting pleasure from the back of her sac rubbing against her clit gave Kimanda immense euphoria.

"Oh Goddess, Kimanda. I'm already close!" Tess picked up the pace.

"We love being dual! We can't get enough!" Kimanda met more resistance as her knot started to swell.

"We. Love. It. Too!" Tess panted out, her dick now rock hard again.

Pressure built just behind Kimanda's balls as she got closer and closer to the edge. Wanting to get coated in Tess's cream, Kimanda moved her hands from Tess's breasts to her horsecock and started stroking.

"EEEYYYAAAH!" Tess cried out as she went wild, bouncing so hard and fast that the bed complained. Her flare and medial ring swelled while her pussy soaked Kimanda's fur with femme nectar and milked Kimanda's shaft.

"TAKE IT ALL!" Kimanda's knot barely made its way out before she shoved it back in.

Tess slammed down to meet Kimanda's thrust upwards. The bed frame collapsed under them, the bed thumping on the floor. The pressure behind Kimanda's balls exploded as her whole shaft lurched inside Tess. She stroked Tess's shaft feverishly, desperate to set it off along with hers.

"GIVE IT TO ME!" Tess's voice broke into a roar that rattled the windows. Her prick shot its first volley at Kimanda's neck.

A geyser of jizz flooded Tess's depths as Kimanda felt like she'd been struck by lightning. Her limbs buzzed with pleasure while a sense of relief washed over her. Meanwhile, Tess's amazing horse dick coated her massive, H-cup tits in thick creamy goodness. She even stopped moaning and roaring enough to catch some in her mouth. It tasted like pine and vanilla. Their bucking and grinding set Kimanda's clit off again, adding a wave of bliss to this already perfect moment.

As Tess's belly swelled from Kimanda's productivity, a palpable sense of pride and delight settled into every nook and cranny of Kimanda's being.

Eventually, when their bodies came to rest, Kimanda was staring into Tess's heterochromatic eyes with a dumb smile on her muzzle. They were one. Tess was knotted to her, she was a blend of Kiana and Amanda, and Tess was blended with her bear spirit as well. It felt like the world finally made sense. This was what Amanda was meant to be.

"Your heat's going to last another couple days." Tess scooped up some of the cum she'd gotten in Kimanda's fur and licked it off her paw pads with her long, dexterous bear tongue. "I've got an empty spot in my bed."

"Sure! Will you be mad if we break your bed too?"

"I'd be surprised. That thing's heavily re-enforced. For reasons..." Tess grinned.

"Oh, I see." Kimanda giggled. "Can I meet other werebears if I go with you?"

"Girl, if you try to meet them while you're still in heat, you're gonna get very few answers and a lot more cum in your fur." Tess flicked Kimanda's right nipple.

"NGH! And the problem with that is what exactly?" Kimanda bit her lip.

END OF EPISODE

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