Monster girl mischief (NSFW Possession story) by IncognitoMode2003, literature
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Monster girl mischief (NSFW Possession story)
Ivory, was visiting her boyfriend Makoto in Japan for a festival. After indulging in the culture, the food and a little bit of booze, they snuck away from the festivities to try and get frisky away from public eyes. Little did they know that the place they decided to go was an abandoned shrine to two deites who are eager to have some fun. The couple open the two giant wooden doors and walk into the shrine. By the doors are two statues one of a fox and one of a cat. Once the couple head deeper into the shrine, the statues begin to glow and rumble as two spirits emerge from the statues. One spirit was that of a kitsune, although spectral, she sported blonde hair, a pair of pointy fox ears, glowing red eyes and a well endowed form. The other spirit was that of a catgirl. She had red hair, cat ears, glowing yellow eyes and a red cat tail. The two spirits stretched and yawned after awakening from their long slumber before spotting the couple in the distance. "Look at these two lovebirds. They entered our shrine without paying us any respects and now they're trying to desecrate it! How rude!" The kitsune spirit says in annoyance. "Agreed. Such transgressions can't go unpunished. Lets have some fun with them." The catgirl spirit replies. "You thinking what i'm thinking?" The kitsune spirit asks. "Possessing their bodies and making them take our place as guardians of the shrine? ABSOLUTELY!" The catgirl spirit exclaims with glee. The two spirits make themselves invisible and head over to the couple who are making out on the floor. "Mmmhhh. This was soooo fun! Thanks for taking me to this festival babe!" Ivory said as she started unbuttoning Makoto's shirt. "You said it babe. Now...where were we?" Makoto said before leaning in to kiss Ivory but, before their lips could toutch, a couple of voices would interupt their alone time. "You two are just going to stroll into this shrine and desecrate it with complete disregard? APALLING!" Said a female voice. The voice seemed to have a rather shrill and annoying tone . "Such disrespect needs to be punished!" The second voice said. It was also female but this one seemed to have a more calm and mature demeanour. "Wh-who's there? Show yourselves!" Makoto shouted out while a mild panic settled in. "Verry well then." The more mature voice said. And suddenly, the two busty monster girl spirits appeared before the couple, causing them to run away screaming before finding that the only door to the shine will not open. "Who are you? Please let us go!" Ivory tried pleading. "Not until you're punished for your transgressions here! This is an ancient shrine! You need to show it some respect!" The catgirl spirit said. "And as for who we are, we are the guardians of this shrine. Centuries ago we used to be the shrine maidens for this shrine, but with our passing, our souls became bound to this shrine to forever guard it against those who wish to desacrate it." The kitsune spirit continued. "We're sorry! We didn't know! We thought this shrine was abandoned!" Ivory said. "This shrine has seen better days. But that is a matter that can be adressed once your punishment has concluded. Now open up dear and accept your punishment!" The kistune spirit said as she darted towards Ivory and slammed into her open mouth, knocking her down onto the floor. Makoto tried to intervine but was held back by the catgirl spirit who taunted him by wagging her finger and shaking her head while saying "uh uh uuuuuuuhhhhhhh!" All makoto could do was watch in horror as the busty kitsune spirit forced its way down Ivory's throat, bulging it out in the process causing Ivory to let out pained gargled screams and gags and soon, the kistune spirit was completely swallowed by Ivory. Ivory soon got onto her hands and knees, coughing, gaging and gasping for air after the sudden intrusion. "What the fuck just happened? I just swallowed a ghost? This can't be real. I've just had too much alcohol thats all." She thought to herself. "Ooohhh but it is much too real dear." The mature voice of the kitsune spirit replied to her in her own head. "And we've only just begun!" Soon Ivory doubles over in intense pain as the kitsune spirit begins to alter her body. Bones crack and pop as her skeletal structure begins to change, her entire body lengthens making her at least 6 and a half feet tall, her hands and feet pop and crack as they too lengthen giving her even more dainty femenine features. Ivory suddnly feels like her body is on fire as her skin tone darkens to a shade of caramel brown, her thighs and ass began to jiggle and swell as they gained more mass causing her trousers and panties to be ripped to shreds alwhile the kitsune spirit is loving what Ivory is being put through. "OOOHHHH YESSSS! Doesn't that feeel good dear? To have your body become my vessel? No? Well too bad. Once this is over, you won't have a body any more hahahahahaha!" The kitsune spirit gloated from within Ivory's mind. But Ivory could barely think ad her brain was being overwhelmed by the changed happening to her body. Her breasts were next, growing from a pair of B-cups right to a pair of D-cups while milk began to drip from them. Her face was next as her lips plumped up to dick sucking proportions while sporting golden lipstick, her eyes gained golden eyeshadow and the overall facial structure and overall look of her face became an exact replica of the Kitsune's face. Soon Ivory would stop feeling pain and instead feel an intense heat swelling within her nether regions and her breasts which soon spread to the rest of her body. She could no longer control her actions and began to rapidly finger herself while laying down on her giant pillowy breasts while her giant juicy ass was lifted into the air. Soon 9 golden yellow fluffy tails would sprout just above her ass causing her to let out continuous moans of pleasure. "Don't worry dear. I'm nearly done. Just let go and let me finish you off." The kitsune spirit said inside Ivory's mind as she started to take control of Ivory's body. Ivory then flipped onto her back and continued masturbating while using her other hand to fondle her breasts as the final changes took place. Her hair legthened and changed from hazel brown to blonde, and she sprouted two fluffy yellow fox ears from her head. She then opened her mouth, moaning as her canine teeth legthened into miniature fangs and her tongue legthened and flopped out of her mouth making her do the ahegao expression. Soon Ivory's world would soon fade to black as the kitsune took full control of her body. Ivory's eyes snapped open, glowing a chrimson red before orgasming violently, spraying cum everywhere before a pink spirit shot out of her vagina and straight into the fox statue. The kitsune girl then stood up and began to admire her new body. "Aaahhhhh. Its soooo goooood to be in mortal flesh again." The kitsune said. "What happened to Ivory?! EHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO HER!" Makoto shouted with rage. "Isnt it obvious? She possessed her body and has bound her soul to the same statue that we were trapped in duh!" The catgirl spirit said. "And now the same punishment is gonna happen to you! But first..." the catgirl spirit said before she snapped her fingers, making Makoto's clothes dissapear. "I want to have some fun with you." The catgirl spirit released Makoto only for the newly reborn Kitsune to grab him instead. Makoto was then greeted to the slimey and cold sensation of his dick being shoved inside the catgirl spirit's mouth, making him instantly rock hard. The catgirl spirit then began to bob her head back and forth from the tip of his member down to the bottom of his shaft. The feeling was indescribable, it was like fucking a fleshlight made of slime. Soon the catgirl spirit released his dick from the clutches of her mouth with a loud *PLOP* leaving his rock hard member dripping with precum and ectoplasm. "I'm pretty good at swallowing your dick aren't i? Well, lets see how good your dick is at swallowing me!" The catgirl spirit said as she flew head first into his hard throbbing member, making Makoto squirm in discomfort as his cock bulged out to accommodate the busty catgirl ghost that was squirming her way inside him. After the last of the spirit slithered her way inside him with a loud *SCHLUUURRRPPP*, Makoto soon felt his limbs begin to lose feeling as the catgirl easily started to take control. "Although you're body is basically mine now, i would like to at least finish you off before i fully possess you." The catgirl said as she forced Makoto onto his knees as she used his own hand to jerk him off. Now that he had ghost inside him, his dick was a lot more sensitive,hell his entire body became more sensitive as the catgirl started to make her changes to his body. Before Makoto's very eyes, his hands became smaller, dainty, more femenine, his bones snapped and popped as his body shrunk and became a more petite build, the body hair covering his arms and legs dissapeared as his skin became more smooth and delicate, his thighs and ass gained mass and began to swell giving him extra thicc thighs and a juicy bubble butt. Makoto then felt an intense burning sensation in his chest as his nipples grew in size and two mounds grew on his chest with every shaky breath he took until they grew into perky A-cups. Next his voice cracked and raised a few octaves until her voice was an exact replica of the catgirl's. Her nails grew and sported red nail polish and her face became an exact replica of the catgirl that is now taking her body. She then grew a long, slim but fluffy, red cat tail that sprouted above her ass as her messy black hair became red and her new cat ears grew on the top of her head. Makoto's eyes then closed as her arm started jerking her cock off even faster. "T-time for your punishment now....Ngh...NGH....NYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!" the catgirl said as she fully gained control of her new body, snapping her yellow cat-like eyes open as she spurted a load al over herself while Makoto's soul shot out of her cock and into the cat statue, breifly making the statue glow blue before returning to normal. "You decided to keep that thing?" The kitsune asked while poining and the Catgirl's dripping member. "Only so i can have some fun with you. After i'm going to get rid of it." The catgirl replied. "Oh really? Lets have some fun then." The kistune replied as she jumped onto the catgirl, wrapping her legs around her back and pushing her cock deep inside of her causing both women to moan. They then began fucking each other, savouring the sensations of their new bodies and before long, both women began to feel an orgasm building. "OOOHHHH! I CAN FEEL YOU SWELLING INSIDE ME! DON'T STOP!" The kistune screamed in ecstacy. "MMMMHHHHH! I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE! I-I'M GONNA...GONNA...CUM! NYYYAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!" The catgirl screamed as she thrusted as hard and as deep as she could inside of the kitsune's tight pussy before bursting and shooting her load inside her. The catgirl then pulled out and began to glaze her kistune sister with her seed as her cock began to shrink and invert, creating a tight and wet vagina. "Mmmhhh that was great! I'm so glad that those two fools stumbled upon our shrine." The kitsune said, licking the fresh cum off of herself. "Agreed. And now that we have mortal bodies again, we can restore the shrine!" The catgirl said while cleaning herself up. The two shrine maidens then started their new lives, restoring the shrine to its former glory which is now a great tourist attraction for both the history and culture (as well as other reasons) while Ivory and her boyfriend spend eternity trapped insidd of the very statues thst their possessors resided in hoping that someday they could be freed. -The End.
TravelerCH6: Immovable Object by Squeak-Anon, literature
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TravelerCH6: Immovable Object
Immovable Object
980 C.R Everfree Forrest
"Doctor, why did you stop?" asked Trixie, still sitting in front of the brown stallion waiting for the end of the story. "What were the things on the train, tell me!"
The Doctor was silent.
"Doct-"
"Ssshhh!" He put a hoof to her lips. "Do you hear that?" The Doctor looked around the TARDIS. All Trixie could hear were the sounds of the console whirling and dinging as they normally did.
"Doctor, I don't hear anything..." Trixie whispered, pushing his hoof away. "What is it-"
"EXTERMINATE!" A cold robotic sound rang out from behind her.
The Doctor tossed her to the side and
Nekotalia!GermanyxReader -Pt 3- by mikmik121, literature
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Nekotalia!GermanyxReader -Pt 3-
You were brought into a strange home, the sights and sounds completely different than the ones you were used to. The large tom released you but like it or not, you were surrounded. Worse, though, was that your wound on the side had opened.
The five toms escorted you in silence to another room, not noticing your bandages turning red on the side. A person with a blond head, a darker blond than Germouser's person, was sitting on the couch, eating greasy-smelling food.
"I'm home dude!" The tom from earlier meowed to his presumable person. The person turned around and saw you in the midst of the other toms. Picking you up, h
Streets of NY Break Wind! (Marvel/Spider-Man AU) by DeeJay-NX9999, literature
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Streets of NY Break Wind! (Marvel/Spider-Man AU)
Warning: This story will include stuff like farts and NSFW material like BBW. If you don't like it, walk away. After the events of residential defense attorney Jennifer Walters going on an erotic rampage as the monstrous She-Hulk, futile attempts were made to put her at ease; not even fellow Avenger: Black Widow was powerful enough to tame the savage that was She-Hulk with her lethal weapon (her big butt). Since that day forward, there have been several charges pressed against them, and recently to their attention: the females who protect the public from galactic threats have become more potent in the art of being gassy and stinky to the point of their farts capable of destruction being classified as a superpower! The list of said names for such as follows: Jennifer Walters Natasha Romanoff Gwen Stacy Carol Danvers Janet Van Dyne Kamala Khan Wanda Maximoff Susan Storm And more to come… The list would get bigger and bigger with each incident related to such horrid aroma… speaking of widening areas: Mary Jane Watson was in a duplex apartment that she shared with Black Cat (Aka Felicia Hardy. When she first heard of the news however… she may have been a bit too dramatic about it. "Ugh seriously? You destroy a couple of bathrooms and all of a sudden you're treated as if you're some sort of world-ending threat." Mary Jane complained as she walked over to the sofa that lay before the television and sat down upon it, her massive taking up its entire width, and even causing it to creak and sag as she sat down. "Speaking of that, I wouldn't go into the bathroom for some time if I were you. I may have destroyed it... again." The thick fecal stench that had begun to overtake the apartment ever since Mary Jane had first gone into the toilet some time ago was enough to confirm that the red-haired girl had most definitely unleashed something devastating. It was far from the worst that she had left out, but it was still more than enough to destroy the toilet, and entire bathroom with it. "Sheesh, what is that like five? Six this week? No wonder they bother wasting everyone's time putting up that tasteless law as if anyone was gonna bother us regardless of how we look." Felicia opened the door. "Whoo! Yup, that's rancid there. Seriously, what the hell have you been eating to do all this?" She wondered while coughing. Felicia at times left it open so that Mary Jane Watson could also suffer from the sulfuric yet arousing smell. "No wonder why your ass is as big as your appetite, I had to loan you one of my spare suits just so you don't stretch out even further~" She teased even if the hypocrisy & lethality was painfully obvious. While these two were far from the worst-smelling gals, the world surrounding them could not risk taking this kind of power lightly so they had no choice but to make a few reservations of some sort… "Eight. It's eight times and that's only counting the toilets in our apartment. If you counted the entirety of New York? Well, then I couldn't even keep track of how many I've destroyed in this week alone." Mary Jane commented as she followed closely behind her Black Cat. "Oh, mostly just pizza. That stuff always gets my stomach into a mess." While she never showed it outwardly, Mary Jane was actually pretty proud of the utterly awful smells and messes that she was capable of producing. She took pleasure in destroying entire bathrooms with her shit and fumigating buildings with her stench. "My ass!? You're talking as if you aren't the one who ends up ripping the rear end of your suit every second day." Mary Jane said as she grabbed a handful of Felicia's mammoth bodysuit-covered ass and squeezed it, teasing her. "Though I'm not sure what's more to blame in that regard. Your oversized ass or those massive farts that you're always letting loose. Hmmmm, it's probably a mix of the two." "Could've fooled me, I figured that seeing you break your records each week since they got up and added that would make some entertainment." Felicia would often touch herself to MJ being on TV causing such a stinky ruckus, like a lot. "Hey now, when you're living the life I've been; you gotta work off some of that weight somehow. Plus, you can't prove that all of these times had to do with me~" Felicia Hardy tends to challenge herself to rob priceless artifacts while donning such a Thicc figure; regardless of whether she succeeded or failed, it would be hard to arrest her as she made it a habit of gassing out security and leaving her 'mark' everywhere. And in secret, she would DM her dumps to MJ~ "Plus you didn't seem to mind me letting a rotten one slip while we bunked on the same bed." The smell of raw fish tacos in MJ's room while sleeping were an absolute hell-raiser for this kitty~ And why the stupid law exists… "Ohhh that time we bunk'd? Come on, I completely overpowered your smell with my own that time, even if it did cost me my pajama trousers..." Mary Jane bragged as she remembered how she had let loose an odorous counterattack to Black Cat's fart the time that they had bunked together, and how it had ended up with her painting the back of her pants brown. She had never told Felicia, but she had absolutely loved that. She had purposefully made sure to rub her butt up against Felicia, spreading her shitty smell onto her. "Though those are far from the only trousers that I have destroyed." Mary Jane said, teasing Felicia. The red-haired girl had soiled countless pairs of pants and a great many of Felicia's suits that had been loaned to her. MJ would often utterly soil them right in front of Felicia's eyes before proceeding to wear them for a good while longer, pumping more and more waste into them as time went on, knowing that she was getting Felicia horny. When she was done with the suit she would take it off and throw it into Felicia's room, filling it up with her stench. "And speaking of destroyed~" Mary Jane said as she squatted down low to the ground, balling up her hands into fists and letting out a soft grunt. CCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE The rear area of the skintight bodysuit that Mary Jane was wearing started to bulge out as the red-haired girl let loose a torrent of waste into it, quickly causing it to sag to the ground. The smell of spoiled dairy products and shit filled the air as Mary Jane let loose more and more, completely contaminating her suit. "Yeah yeah, I'll admit your butt knows how to pack a good punch, sending me into a deep sleep makes it all the more worth having you and Pete around in my life~" She genuinely thanked the two dorks by kissing MJ. "You just love doing that whenever. And here I was sparing you the embarrassment of being out in commando-like that." She faked cried as a nude MJ would be too much for the citizens of NYC to handle. "Although, while we could go back and forth arguing and reminiscing about how we 'accidentally' brought the city into literal shit, I have a better idea that'll satisfy both of our needs." She would then purr all over her bloated belly. "You and I can gouge ourselves with Pizza for tonight, we'll go all out with toppings and stuff ourselves until there's no tomorrow~ Then once our guts are more than enough to settle in all that grease we let it rip on each other until one of us passes out. The winner gets whatever they want~" As if MJ becoming her friend's litter box wasn't gross enough, one can only imagine how much time Felicia spends getting off to her spare suits just being destroyed by MJ and her not so sweet bowels. Upgrades had to be made but Felicia would be disappointed if Mary Jane Watson held back on her best friend turned fling. What kinda girlfriend would she be to not satisfy her favorite cat burglar? The only kitty nimble enough to rob banks and fill up her bags with food for them~? "Hmmm, that sounds like a pretty good idea to me." MJ said as she thought it over in her head. Loaded up with pizza she would be well and truly unstoppable. She was already gassy enough normally, but this would bring her to a whole new level. "Just make sure you're prepared to lose badly. Once I've had pizza there's no stopping me." With a wink MJ left black cat to go and fetch her phone so that she could order the pizza for the two of them, making sure to get pretty much every combination of toppings imaginable so that the two girls would always have what they wanted. Within a short amount of time the stacks, o and stacks of pizza arrived, and MJ worked to bring them all into the apartment, arranging them as neatly as possible so that both her and Felicia could easily get to them. "Alright, here it is." MJ said as she gestured to the mountains of pizza that surrounded them. "Time to get started." With that MJ wasted no time in grabbing one of the pizza boxes and beginning to hungrily devour its contents, going from shoving pizza slice after pizza slice into her mouth to quickly demolishing entire pizzas. As she did this her stomach began to become increasingly more bloated, expanding and pushing her tight suit to its limits. The front area of the suit began to tear slightly, allowing MJ's belly fat to poke through the rips. "Don't think for a second that this will be a cakewalk for you, honey. You're living with one hell of a glutton here who can do more than just make you moan for more of my booty~" Felicia would rub her poop-stained ass all over MJ, making sure she sniffed up and worship her best friend's rank ass between now and later! "Way ahead of you, Tiger~ Let's have some fun~" BC teased her redhead compatriot with an air kiss as a sign of good luck… and feeling how hot, juicy, thick, and crispy these pizzas were made Felicia Hardy gushed with anticipation of this being a very good idea in the first place: sharing pizza with her favorite redhead and quite possibly making her a litter box with such a pretty face?! Or even... MJ on top of her? My, talk about a win-win situation! "How about a second helping? Let's make sure these things can't hold us in any longer." Felicia openly suggests eating so much that their suits would tear and they have to go commando. After that, the gluttonous queens in Queens decided to go all out in this slider shindig by stuffing themselves silly with some of the City's finest pizzeria to the point where they agreed to settle this friendly rivalry of theirs at the beach! Assuming there will be anything left, that is… & not just boxes of pizza. 2 weeks later… 12:49 PM, Beach The day had arrived and both girls decided to settle this friendly rivalry of theirs at the beach! All of New York better prepare for some heavy winds on the near horizon! Mary Jane Watson, girlfriend to Peter Parker, otherwise known as Spider-Man, was currently enjoying a day at the beach. Now the fiery red-head had always been loud, and proud, but now her body showed it as well. This girl was a BBW, and proud of it, flaunting every bit of it in the skimpiest of bikinis. a striking blue and red assortment. The behemoth babe shifted, and the entire ground shifted with her. One buttcheek was all it took to make a crater the size of a small boulder. "Ah, man nothing like a nice little day of relaxation. I sure hope Petey's doing well today, and isn't getting too hurt out on the job out there." She slapped her big pale pot belly. "Man, I'm starving, welp time to drain his bank account. I'm gonna rob that hot dog cart of all it's worth, and then some." MJ giggled. As she waddled her way up to said cart with speed surprising for her size, she sent sand up, and about in massive clouds. When she had returned with her order it was a disgusting display of her piggish greed, and appetite, being a tower of chili dogs loaded with onions, and cheese, as well as peppers. It was stacked so high it began to sway with her struggling to balance it. "Whoo! Yup, there's that rancid smell I recognize from over there. Seriously, what the hell have you been eating to do all this?" She wondered, while coughing over how impressive MJ's appetite still is. "No wonder why your ass is as big as your appetite, aside from Pete's wallet (or lack of) I had to loan you one of my spare suits just so you don't stretch out your clothes even further~" She teased even if the hypocrisy was obvious. "But seriously, how have you been?" She smiled, wanting to sit next to her while already having some lunch of her own. Felicia Hardy AKA Black Cat, was also closely acquainted with the lovable friendly Spider-Man; their on-and-off partnership came at odds given her background as a thief and troublemaker but she always had the time to tease~ Though Felicia at times left her door open whenever the lovebirds could visit her so that Mary Jane Watson could also suffer from the sulfuric yet arousing smell too. "You want one don't you, Felicia?" MJ teased gently, waving one of her monstrosities under the nose of the sensitive palate of her feline friend. A palette she knew couldn't resist something as gross to the eyes yet appealing to the taste buds on so many levels. "Thanks for the suit. By the way, it's a perfect fit for a winter jacket with all the fur. Even if it's not my style with the darker colors." She kissed her girlfriend on the cheek. Yes, as much as she loved Petey/Spidey, she had to admit, having another girl, especially one such as Felicia Hardy, The Black Cat, did add a nice spice to their relationship. "Did you bring the lotion, by the way? Mama wants a tan." Sometimes having someone you love rub suntan lotion all over is just the sweetest thing imaginable. "As if you really had to wave that at my face, Jane." She snatched it with her quick reflexes and gobbled it up in front of her. "I was just wondering if you wanted to get something good around here since Pete is off doing his thing. So I thought hanging out with my favorite girl would be just as fun. Maybe it'll make him jealous~" She purrs all over Mary Jane's blubbering bulging body. "With how big we've gotten? You know I had to come prepared with some big bottles just for each of us. As if your butt couldn't get any bigger from here, now I gotta make time for the rest of your body. You two are putting me through the wringer." Felicia pouted adorably faking at hiding how turned on she was by this. Plus despite how hot beach days can get, it was either that stuffy old thing or walk back home butt naked... And not even Spider-Man has the upper body strength to carry such a fat ass, let alone two of them! "Please, we're dating, call me MJ. Mary is just too formal for my liking." She giggled wolfing down two at the same time, not even having to adjust her extremely tight, and restricting top, it just immediately went flying off, as dogs flew into her maw. Seems coming home clothed was out of the question....again. Yes, these two were infamous for their nudist stance. In whatever stance they'd take, once they added pounds they were coming home bellies full, fully nude. "Hey, Lish? Do you think we'll ever find outfits that fit us for more than a few hours?" She burst into a second fit of giggles as her thong popped out, and her fat wobbled, like jello freely in the wind now, unrestrained by the tiny strip of cloth that Miss Watson tried to use to keep herself decent. "Well, if this is just you we are talking about; you have a better chance at stopping traffic than finding decent clothes that could fit on that backside." Felicia tapped and played her bun-buns like bongos, smiling over how sexy she looked. "Though I gotta say, with double the trouble here: not even the 'Earth's mightiest' could help us out with that sort of problem in front of them. Probably for the best since the Avengers don't chase chase. Not like some people I know~" She winked at her redhead comrade. It was bound to get boring: spending the whole time at the beach, eventually running out of food due to their gluttonous behavior, and dating a city's friendly neighborhood superhero. Just what can they do to pass the time... "Hey MJ~? If you're looking for some fun in the sun, what do you say us girls get a little.." Felicia lifted her tree trunk off a leg for a small beefy fart at MJ. The smell of hot dogs with extra onions is going to play a key factor against the environment and the people near/far away from them. "Warmed up?" "Fiiiiiiiiiiinally!!" Mary Jane groaned as an even beefier toot rupturing out of her bowels protruding into the air with its raw sewage scent. "I've been holding these in since breakfast. Can you tell what I had?" She began a third giggle fit as she began to waft over the putrid perfume. "Go on, take a nice long whiff of it and tell me." She scooted up to Felicia and grabbed the kitty by her hair, those long silvery locks now doubling as toilet paper to stuff her sweaty, yet still surprisingly clean ass with. "Go on, whiff I dare ya!" She wiggled her ass around to make sure her nose was up her hole. "I love the feeling of your face underneath me. It feels so soft to have someone smothered beneath this fat hunk of meat. Not to mention the view is pretty great, isn't it?" Most people would definitely find MJ very attractive even if she didn't have all that extra baby weight on her but when it comes to small stuff like letting out a simple fart, they scatter away like babies acting like something died over yonder! That just goes to show why only Peter and Felicia are strong, stubborn, or more than horny enough to breathe in that stuff like it's no problem! "Geez, easy cowgirl! This hair looks frizzy as is with this heat!" Felicia complained but not giving a single negative thought about her ass. "I'm guessing eggs, Italian food, or... something from Peter's meat supply~?" She teased while giving that booty a grope. MJ purred as her ass was clawed by the cat burglar. She rolled around on top of Black Cat, flattening, and unflattening her repeatedly with her fat ass. "I'm starting to get bored, want to switch? I'd love to feel what your soft body is like on top of me while pumping me full of stink." The rotund redhead giggled getting up off of the platinum haired beauty. "And to answer I had a mix of all three. The pizza from last night, an egg sandwich, and I practically cleared out the meat supply, sorry not sorry." She winked, blowing a kiss to the silver-haired devil beneath her. "Gladly~" Felicia moaned, using her agility and skills in burglary to finesse her way to being on top of MJ. "Guess it's your turn to guess what this bad kitty had recently. Try any cheesy jokes on me and I'll rip a wet one down your throat~ I wouldn't mind taking the risk of kissing you." BC rubbed her sweaty rear all over Mary Jane and did not hesitate to pleasure herself on the beach like some degenerate. What better way to mark your property than a nice round of grinding and love-making on Felicia's favorite man and woman in New York~? "Don't threaten me with a good time." The other girl seemed extremely horny now, every word that dripped from Felicia's mouth only increasing her sex drive. "So hit me with that first dose, I'm sure I'll love your scent, no matter how dry or wet they are." MJ began licking her ass-crack and groping her girlfriend's fat cellulite-ridden cheeks. "If you don't mind me asking, Lish, how much do you weigh? I'm pretty sure you're way bigger than me." The fiery girlfriend wrapped her arms around BC's waist. "Heh. Could've fooled me, I figured that seeing you break your records each week made some entertainment." Felicia would often touch herself to MJ being such a stinky ruckus, whether in public, TV, etc. Fon elicia Hardy tends to challenge herself to rob priceless artifacts while donning such a Thicc figure; regardless of whether she succeeded or failed, it would be hard to arrest her as she made it a habit of gassing out security and leaving her 'mark' everywhere. And in secret, she would DM her masterpiece to both Peter and MJ~ The smell, of raw fish tacos all over MJ's face, while she was fawning over that ass like crazy was an absolute hell raiser for everyone else who came across this kitty~ "Well I mean I do, but I'm not nearly as much of a natural motormouth as you are. I mean by god I've seen you clear whole buffets with one gulp." MJ purred at the thought. "Though I must admit I think I'm the stinkier of us two. I mean my farts get way worse than yours. I'm practically the definition of the toxic waste dump, and I mean that in the most literal way you can think." "Yeah yeah, I'll admit your butt knows how to pack a good punch, sending me into a deep sleep makes it all the more worth having you and Pete around in my life~" She genuinely thanked the two dorks for letting her in their lives by kissing MJ. "Although, while we could go back and forth arguing and reminiscing about how we 'accidentally' brought the city into literal shit, I've thought about that idea from last week that'll satisfy both of our needs." She would then purr all over her bloated belly. "So you know how I said we can go all out using our butts? Well if you're up for the challenge, you're gonna like what I have planned for the loser~" BC winked at her babe, not even trying to hide a punishment that benefits them both. "Damn getting straight to the point, I would love to do something like that. Think we'll get in trouble if it causes a bit of biohazard here?" MJ smirked and kissed BC back. "I've got some pretty fun ideas for you too, if I win. I would love to have you as my little pet. Would you want a leash, kitty, or do you prefer being a more free animal?" "Haha. You're a riot. Did you pick that up from one of Pete's wisecracks?" She rolled her eyes, knowing now they were totally made for each other. Felicia was going to have fun making MJ eat those words~ "Girl, this is us we're talking about if anything, we could be doing this city a favor. Snuff out criminals with our stink and lure Spidey into coming back to us~ He definitely won't ignore this for long." "How about the winner getting a dinner date with him?" "Sounds perfect! The loser has to serve as a cushion or worse, panties after being shrunk down." MJ smiled, holding her hand out. "Sounds like a win-win if you ask me." Felicia farted on her hand before shaking MJ with such a smelly paw. "No holds barred, that's just the kind of thing every girl wants." She got on top of Miss Watson wanting to get this party started right away as BC pounced on her flabby gut. Wasting no time at all, Felicia Hardy stripped nude and made this little shindig a nudist beach for anyone brave enough to gawk at: but with her eyes set on MJ, this will not be for the faint of heart. For starters, Black Cat marked her territory by smothering her body all over Watson making sure that everywhere she goes; her sweaty musk & scent are ALWAYS present: then she viciously began to make out with her tongue and all. Between getting her claws deep in her smooth skin, her mouth just forcing itself deep down MJ's throat, and even using her fingers to play with her 'pussy' just the way she likes it, hard to get (off). After making MJ climax multiple times, she'd force her to lie down like a good girlfriend and breathe in her fat ass as she should be! Supposedly, sharing a hot dog with extra garlic would soon come back to bite anyone else in the butt for such a lethal thing but MJ? She likes it and Miss Hardy knows it~ "There. Now with everyone else scattering, it's just you and me sweetheart~" Felicia rubbed her ass all over MJ. Miss Watson couldn't stand the waiting anymore and rolled out from under her. She knocks over the thief, with a well placed hip/booty bump to the round belly of Black Cat. After knocking Miss Hardy onto her back, she wiggled from above her. Her movements were quick, and fluid like a belly dancer, in fact, so much fat swished and swayed in the winds of the beach, some would say she put the belly in belly dancer. After one final swivel of the hips, she leaped in the air, but being so large it didn't take long for her to land right on top of her girlfriend, spraying sand everywhere on her buttcheeks, and leaving a imprint deep in the ground that looked like two pancakes stuck together at the ends. "How's it feel to be under me, Lisha, is it everything you dreamed of?" "I can give you so much more if you only accept defeat now." MJ teased her kitty while wiggling again, this time on her face. "Deep breaths, little girl, deep breaths. I want you to inhale my scent, now that you've marked me let me mark you." She purred while peeling her ass cheeks apart. It was surprisingly sweet to the smell and soft to the touch. Sure it was a bit sticky from being out in the sun, but it was clean, and shaved having been just recently trimmed, and washed by Petey during a very special bath time between the three. "You're gonna feel so good after I bathe you in my stink. So, don't get too used to it smelling nice down there." MJ giggled as her gut rumbled causing her flabby fanny to quake, and more sand to spread around. "Maybe you can also help me with all this itchy sand too!" MJ took her friend by the hair, and shoved her deep in her crack shaking around wildly, letting the grain now spray across her face. After releasing her MJ looked down. "Ooh, your face looks so pretty and glittery!" She cooed teasingly. Felicia spat out all of the sand that got in her mouth as that was not a good experience at all. While there was a joke or two about litter boxes, the Black Cat would save the more filthy gunk for those who deserve it or if they messed with the wrong kitty. Thankfully Mary Jane Watson was one of the greatest people she can go to for advice, girl talk, and general lovemaking. So bringing out the Tiger in Felicia was bound to make this hunt all the more satisfying~ "Is that all you got Jane? I put in a lot more effort than that and I haven't even bothered letting out a single puff of gas yet. Come on baby, get serious with me~" Felicia was at it again trying to lure her GF into falling for another one of her traps of sorts... Or maybe she was asking for more of that Mary J Blige she's packing~ "You want to see me serious, hun? Fine. I'll gladly do that for you." MJ immediately sat back down, without another word, this time spraying even more sand onto her and therefore making herself really itchy. She then buried her kitty in her sandy, sweaty, crack. She then began grinding on top of Felicia roughly twerking all that sand into her face and hair. "All this dancing is making me horny. I'm so close to climaxing, not like those minor tremors you felt when you fingered me, but, a areal woman's orgasm." She squealed, as she bounced on top of Hardy. She was squirming from her itch, and the rushing, overwhelming, arousal filling all this wide woman. "You know of all people, when I get like this, I really tend to loosen up." She looked behind her shoulder and winked. "You, of all people, should definitely know what that means for you, and everyone else if you hadn't scared them off." WIth a low rumble in her gut, MJ kept the giggle train alive and well. She was so stoked, I mean she had promised to show her gassy side in this match, and here it was barreling out of her like a speeding bullet train running down the way. She popped back her booty to make sure her girlfriend was nice and smothered under her, using her fat ass as a blanket on the face of the thief. That's when a brown smog slowly seeped its way out of her and into Felicia, coating her in Miss Watson's stench. After letting MJ have her little fun being top dog and Felicia feasting on an all-you-can-eat buffet via her flapjacks called a butt, the Cat was ready to dig her claws back into action by marking her territory crystal clear for everyone to see and hear! Even if she may have to scratch and claw her best friend to do so... it'll hurt more emotionally than physically but a fight is a fight and this kitty plans to win~ "Ohhh~ You wanna see a real orgasm? Watch and learn sweetheart💋" Felicia sat down on MJ's face and began to spread her legs and roughly lick and nibble that adorable cat between Mary Jane's legs to the point of no return to add a little bonus; Felicia began to clear out her litter box by farting deep in MJs mouth forcing her to swallow her gas and cum from the smell of her asshole! "I wonder what'll make you bust first: my womanly musk or me tending to your cute friend downstairs." Black Cat got rougher on her friend's clit. MJ was overwhelmed by the bigger woman, immediately. She didn't know how, in spite of being so big, Felicia was so stealthy, all the time, perhaps it had something to do with her luck-based superpower, maybe it wasn't that he was stealthy but she cursed all the guards with bad luck when they were around her, and anyone foolish, or brave enough to fight her. "God, the smell is so strong down here! You know I'm loving it!" She gagged out in between farts, and moans. "Hehe, I know you do. Can't get enough of this big kitty all over you can you? Mmmm, I can't wait to shrink you down and do some foreplay, later on, ~", Felicia bit her lip to the idea of a cat and mouse sex scene that'll be mouth-watering in the end~ MJ blushed and nodded. It was true, no matter how hard she tried to resist it, pretend she was an equal to Felicia, another top dominating the world they lived in, most of it was by pure accident. In all honesty, she would love nothing more than to be shrunk, and toyed with by her always hungry kitty. GURGLE, GROWL "You hear that, kitten? Mama's got a big litter box to unload and I've been saving one of my worst ones just for you~ Open up now." Felicia grunted as she forced MJ to inhale every ounce of power that was about to taint that pretty mouth of hers. 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While looking back down at her with a sexy smug on her face, Felicia knew full well that MJ saw this as a blessing that come to life! And she wasn't playing around anymore ~ MJ had no choice but to choke on her girlfriend's fumes. It was hot, and toxic, leaving the air tainted for quite some time, and Mary loved every bit of it. It was the sexiest, most erotic thing ever. "More, I need more!" She blushed and moaned when she could breathe properly. The rest of the time, she was gagging or hyperventilating. "Choke me more mommy!" She squealed at the top of her lungs. She was fully embracing her submissive side now. "That's more like it, just what I wanted to hear~" Felicia was turned on so much that she would gladly suffocate MJ in so much ass that CPR would be a backup generator for the sole purpose of going out in a heavenly position. 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On the other hand, spending time with her girlfriend was totally worth all the money she could rob, and wouldn't have it any other way~ MJ wiggled her way out from under Felicia still under her horny influence. She gently caressed Felicia's face, before giving it a big smooch. "Mmmmm, you taste so good, Mistress Felicia." Mary Jane Watson purred, as she climbed on top of her "mistress". Her weight while not as great as Black Cat's was enough to knock Hardy onto her back with a thud. "Since you were so great as to allow me one of your biggest litter box deposits. I want to return the favor, I know It won't be as good but get a whiff of this!" With that the redhead let out a grunt, and lifted up her bare bubble butt with much effort as an equally yellow smog now emitted from her. Her face scrunching up and stretching as she tried her hardest to keep up with Hardy. She knew one more billowing blow like that last one and she was done for. Not that that was any problem for the usually secretly submissive MJ. After 3 hours of one-sided dominance, the 'battle' had come to an end… Well, massacre is more fitting. "Guess that settles it, MJ. Looks like this big, bad kitty just caught wind of her favorite prey~" Felicia licked her prize all over her beautifully fat body, reeking of all things such as sweat and musk; but not one of them was the sting of defeat. "And now that I've won our little bet let's see: Pete's taking me out to dinner tonight, I can spoil myself to no end afterward, and best of all; I got a brand new plaything all to myself anytime I want." Felicia purred all over, fully enjoying the sweet smell of victory. "So... let me ask you something Mary Jane Watson: is there anything you'd like to say for yourself? Did you enjoy our little girl to girl fun? How badly do you want me to devour you in such a playful manner?" Felicia would finger MJ denying her any chance of escape or denial but the both of them knew the answer to such a thing... the Kitty just wanted to rub salt in the wound and have MJ say it loud and proud with no one here thankfully~ "Hm, well I mean I'd like to notify Petey first before you shrink me down to nothing. Don't want to scare him into thinking I've been kidnapped. Just tell him something like: we're having some girl time together, and then at dinne,r you can reveal the secret, sounds good?" MJ was quite exhausted after everything. "He's been dating us for a while now, I think Spidey is smart enough to know that the two of us together on the beach wearing onesies; is gonna get his senses tingling." Felicia giggled. "Plus I'm sure you would've tried to do the same to me if given the chance. But know that, I will not go easy on you regardless~" "I don't want or expect you to take it easy on me. So why don't you clear out this place with one of the big bombs, and then we'll get to the shrinking." "Look at you so eager to get the ball rolling. Hehe, well... since I did win, I think I deserve at least to have a little fun with you before we head back. So how about you beg Mommy for a little bit~?" Felicia got her butt on top of MJ's face and twerked it for a bit until the submissive side would kick in. "Alright, alright, pushy pussy." She would put on her biggest cutest kitty eyes for her mama cat. "Please will Mama bless me with her wonderful stench in all its glory, then shrink me down to the size of the mousey I truly am at heart?" She pouted and began kissing Mama's rear. Just for that comment alone, MJ was gonna be punished until she was as big as Ant-Man at such a minuscule size! But that could just be a joke~ "You know you love this as much as I do~" Felicia moaned at such kisses given to her. "But since you've been so well-behaved today, I'm feeling generous today. Better open up nice and wide, I'd rather not have to bury you in the sand when I'm done." She winked at her girlfriend before beginning a countdown. MJ quickly opened her mouth, she wanted to swallow it entirely, get every filthy bit of it in her mouth. Licking at Felicia' s dirty asshole. "Yes mama, I love you too! I want to be your fart slave forever, and be a little mousey for as long as you will allow." She purred, proving to be loyal to her mama cat, nuzzling that big beautiful booty. "Mmm, please mama blast me with all your nasty wind." The ecstasy coming from and out of the thick cat burglar Felicia Hardy aka Black Cat was beyond any amount of trouble and pleasure anyone could muster in a day, let alone in a lifetime... and let's just say that whenever the cat is in the corner things were bound to get messy wherever she goes... the unholy smell, as well as the number of logs that were coming out of this woman's asshole felt like molten lava! If someone dumb enough were to take a whiff of that or even sense her bowels moving, they would much rather jump into a volcano until Heaven comes for them! "Shit.... don't know why everyone acts like total cowards about this. I haven't eaten that much to cause a mess... screw it, not like anyone's gonna come back here after this; might as well let out the rest of my dump while I'm at it... sorry about this MJ, but I NEED this!" This mess went on for a while until it eventually concluded. Epilogue Once Felicia skedaddled from the scene of the crime, wiping out an entire beachfront with a tidal wave of her own: she got back to her place, working on a new task in mind for pleasure and business… to see how a mouse-ified Mary Jane Watson would live the rest of her life under the naughty reign of this mighty mistress, who puts the meaning of Big, Black Cat in every aspect~ Even after letting Peter in on their situation afterward, the streets of New York were for sure not ready for the sexy shenanigans that would take place! Depending on the mood, Felicia will play cat and mouse with her adorable little MJ and chase the poor soul up and down the blocks of this bustling city; and if anyone is asking why no one is stopping this let alone questioning-- PPPPPPPPBBBBBBHHHHHHHHTTTTTTTTTTTT That's why. Because with Felicia Hardy roaming through the city on certain days just to multitask: decrease the number of criminal activities/increase hospital casualties, and experience the full joy of her naughtiness in such a display & if she's lucky: Spider-Man will swoop in and play hero making date night worth the goose chase (figuratively)~ Timeskip: 1 calendar year "All right babe, ready for your anniversary gift?" Felicia would use Mary Jane's whole upper body as a bean bag to suit herself upon the mountain top as a Dom between girls. MJ at this point. "Mmmm, I'll take that as a resounding yes~" BC moaned over the sound of gurgling in her tummy, not to mention Mary Jane Watson becoming such a dutiful butt plug. 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In the eyes of the voluptuous Black Cat, acquiring such a loyal, diligent fart cushion was the greatest steal she ever got away with. The End
Types of Bear Mom Wedgies Part 1 by BrandonDav, literature
Literature
Types of Bear Mom Wedgies Part 1
1: Mrs. Winifred Bearington, or 'Winnie' as her friends called her, was the epitome of class. She had always prided herself on her poise, grace, and impeccable manners. As a prominent figure in the bear community, she was known for hosting sophisticated gatherings and attending glamorous events. But little did anyone know, Winnie had a secret - she was a secret wedgie enthusiast. It all started when Winnie was a young cub. She was always a bit of a rebel, and one day, she stumbled upon a group of bears playing a game called 'wedgie wars.' In this game, bears would try to give each other the most brutal wedgie possible, and the last one standing would be declared the winner. Despite her initial hesitation, Winnie found herself strangely intrigued by this game. From that day on, Winnie couldn't get enough of wedgies. She loved the feeling of the fabric pulling tightly against her backside and the rush of adrenaline as she tried to escape from her opponents. But, of course, she could never let anyone know about her secret pleasure. After all, no classy lady would ever openly admit to enjoying something so childish. Winnie's love for wedgies only grew stronger as she got older. She became quite skilled in the art of giving and receiving wedgies, and she even devised ways to sneak them in during her sophisticated events. While everyone else was sipping on champagne and discussing current events, Winnie would be quietly sneaking up behind her friends and giving them a swift wedgie. But one day, Winnie's luck ran out. She was hosting a garden party for the bear elites, and as she was bending down to pick up a fallen napkin, she felt a sudden tug on her skirt. She turned around to see her arch-nemesis, Mrs. Prudence Panda, grinning mischievously at her. 'Oh, my dear Winnie,' Prudence said with a sly smile. 'I do believe you've just received a wedgie.' Winnie's face turned red with embarrassment. She quickly tried to tug her skirt back down, but it was no use. Prudence had already pulled it high up, exposing her frilly underwear for all to see. The other bears at the party gasped in shock, as Winnie was known to be the epitome of class and sophistication. But instead of feeling humiliated, Winnie couldn't help but feel a rush of excitement. She knew she should be mortified, but she couldn't deny the rush of pleasure she felt from the wedgie. Prudence and the other bears all laughed at Winnie's predicament, but Winnie couldn't help but feel grateful to Prudence for giving her the ultimate wedgie. From that day on, Winnie and Prudence became wedgie war buddies, and together they brought their love for wedgies out of the shadows and into the light. Winnie may have been seen as a classy bear mom, but deep down, she was just a wedgie-loving rebel at heart. And she wouldn't have it any other way. 2: It was a beautiful, sunny day in the forest where Hippie Bear Mom and her family lived. The birds were singing, the flowers were blooming, and the smell of fresh pine filled the air. Hippie Bear Mom, a gentle and free-spirited bear, was out for her morning walk with her two cubs, Daisy and Orion. As they were enjoying the peaceful surroundings, they came across a group of bears who were not as kind and peaceful as they were. These bears were known as the 'cool bears' and they were notorious for making fun of anyone who was different from them. As Hippie Bear Mom and her cubs walked past them, they couldn't help but stare and giggle at her colorful, flowy clothes and her long, messy hair. Hippie Bear Mom simply smiled and waved, not letting their negativity affect her. But little did she know, the 'cool bears' were planning to play a mean prank on her. As she bent down to admire a beautiful wildflower, one of the bears sneaked up behind her and gave her a massive wedgie. Hippie Bear Mom yelped in surprise and embarrassment, as her underwear was pulled high up her back. Her cubs gasped and ran to her side, trying to help her out of the uncomfortable situation. The 'cool bears' erupted in laughter, pointing and mocking her. But Hippie Bear Mom didn't let their cruel actions get to her. She took a deep breath and calmly said, 'It's okay, my cubs. We must remember to spread love and not hate.' Her wise words resonated with Daisy and Orion, who immediately stopped trying to help and turned to the bullies. With a fierce determination, they stood up to the 'cool bears' and defended their mom. They reminded them that everyone is unique and should be respected for their differences. The 'cool bears' were taken aback by their bravery and apologized to not only Hippie Bear Mom, but to all the animals in the forest who they had ever made fun of. Hippie Bear Mom was proud of her cubs for standing up for what was right. And in that moment, she realized that her children had learned the most important lesson of all – to be kind and accepting of others. From that day on, the 'cool bears' no longer bullied anyone in the forest, and Hippie Bear Mom became known as a hero for spreading love and positivity. As they continued their walk, Hippie Bear Mom's wedgie was a thing of the past, but the memory of her cubs' strength and courage would stay with her forever. And the forest was a happier place because of it. 3: It was just an ordinary day in the forest for Goth Bear Mom. She had just finished her morning ritual of painting her claws black and putting on her signature skull necklace. As she walked through the trees, she couldn't help but feel a little out of place. Most of the other animals in the forest were brightly colored and cheerful, while she preferred the dark and moody aesthetic. But despite her usual brooding mood, something was about to happen that would make even the gloomiest of goths crack a smile – or at least a snicker. As Goth Bear Mom was picking some blackberries for her breakfast, she heard a rustling in the bushes behind her. She slowly turned around, her claws ready for a fight. But instead of a dangerous predator, she saw a group of mischievous chipmunks giggling and pointing at her. One of them held something in their paws – a pair of lacy pink panties. Goth Bear Mom's eyes widened in horror. She had been wedgied. The chipmunks burst into laughter as they dangled the panties in front of her. Goth Bear Mom's face turned from shock to anger as she snarled at the chipmunks. 'Give those back!' she growled, but the chipmunks just laughed and ran off into the trees, leaving Goth Bear Mom with the most embarrassing situation she had ever been in. How could this happen to her, the fearless goth bear? She was supposed to strike fear into the hearts of all creatures in the forest, not be the butt of their jokes. Feeling both embarrassed and furious, Goth Bear Mom hurried home to her den. She couldn't wait to get out of these humiliating panties and back into her black leather outfit. But just as she was about to take them off, she heard a voice behind her. 'Well, well, well, what do we have here?' It was the leader of the chipmunks, Billy. Goth Bear Mom turned to face him, her claws ready once again. 'Give me back my panties!' she demanded. 'Or what? You'll use your scary goth powers on me?' Billy teased, his friends giggling behind him. Enraged, Goth Bear Mom lunged for Billy, but he was too quick. He grabbed onto the back of her panties and gave them a hard tug, causing her to let out a surprised yelp. As Billy and his gang ran off with Goth Bear Mom's panties, she couldn't believe what was happening. She was being publically humiliated by a group of chipmunks. But as she stood there, her panties pulled high up her backside, Goth Bear Mom couldn't help but laugh. This was definitely a new low for her, but it was also strangely amusing. She may be the toughest, most hardcore bear in the forest, but even Goth Bear Mom needed a good wedgie every once in a while. And who knows, maybe she'll start a new trend among the other goth animals. After all, nothing says 'dark and brooding' like a good wedgie. 4: Deep in the wilderness, nestled in the heart of a dense forest, lived a tribe of bears. The leader of this tribe was a fierce and powerful mother bear named Aiyana. She was not only strong and courageous, but she was also known for her strict rules and no-nonsense attitude towards her fellow bears. Aiyana was a fair leader, but she expected everyone to follow her instructions without question. One sunny day, Aiyana was out hunting for food for her cubs. She had just caught a plump fish from the nearby river when she suddenly heard a loud commotion coming from the direction of her tribe's camp. Worried that something might be wrong, she quickly made her way back to see what was happening. As she arrived at the camp, Aiyana was shocked to see her fellow bears huddled around, pointing and snickering at something. Upon closer inspection, she realized that her own son, Timotheus, was the source of all the chaos. Timotheus was a mischievous young bear, always looking for ways to entertain himself and cause trouble. This time, he had succeeded in getting a pair of undergarments from a human that had stumbled into their territory. Aiyana's eyes widened in disbelief as she saw her son proudly flaunting the unfamiliar garment. She stormed over to him and demanded to know where he got it from. Timotheus gleefully pointed to the human who had given it to him and had now run away in fear. Feeling increasingly frustrated and embarrassed by her son's actions, Aiyana grabbed the underwear and quickly stuffed it into her pocket, determined to return it to its rightful owner. However, as she turned around, she heard a loud tearing noise and felt a sudden pull at the back of her legs. To her utter horror, Aiyana realized that her son had managed to sneak up behind her and pull the underwear up, causing her to suffer from a massive wedgie. The entire tribe erupted into loud laughter as Aiyana struggled to free herself from the humiliating predicament. Feeling hurt and betrayed by her son's actions, Aiyana scolded Timotheus and gave him a stern warning to never repeat his prank again. As for Aiyana, she couldn't help but feel a little amused by the situation, although she made sure not to show it. She quickly made her way to the human and returned their undergarment, apologizing on behalf of her son. From that day on, Timotheus learned his lesson and never attempted to pull a prank on his mother again. As for Aiyana, she couldn't help but chuckle every time she remembered the incident, secretly proud of her son's creativity, but also grateful that he learned to respect her and the tribe's rules. 5: Farmer Bear Mom was having a typical day on her farm, tending to her crops and taking care of her animals. She was a large and intimidating bear, but she also had a warm and caring heart. Her children, two young bear cubs, were running around the farm, playing hide-and-seek and causing mischief. As the sun started to set, Farmer Bear Mom realized she had forgotten to pick some vegetables for dinner. She headed out to the fields and began to pluck some ripe carrots and cucumbers. Suddenly, she heard a loud laughter coming from the nearby woods. Curious, she decided to investigate. As she made her way into the woods, she stumbled upon a group of mischievous animals. It was a group of rabbits, deers, and squirrels, and they were playing pranks on each other. Farmer Bear Mom couldn't resist joining in on the fun. She playfully chased the rabbits and even managed to catch a couple of them. The squirrels threw nuts at her, and she roared with laughter. The deers ran circles around her, and she attempted to catch them with her massive paws. But in the midst of all the laughter and playfulness, one of the deers decided to play a prank on Farmer Bear Mom. He snuck up behind her and grabbed onto her underwear, giving her a massive wedgie. Farmer Bear Mom let out a loud yelp as she felt her underwear being pulled up between her cheeks. She quickly turned around and saw the deer running away, laughing along with the others. Her face turned red with embarrassment as she realized she had fallen victim to a wedgie. The animals couldn't contain their laughter as they watched the usually fierce and stoic bear dancing around, trying to adjust her wedgie. Even her cubs were giggling, not realizing their mother could also be the target of a prank. Feeling a mix of annoyance and amusement, Farmer Bear Mom quickly gave chase to the prankster deer. As she caught him, she playfully tickled him until he begged for mercy. The other animals had stopped laughing by now, afraid that they might also become victims of her tickles. With a satisfied grin on her face, Farmer Bear Mom returned to her farm, her cubs trailing behind her. She couldn't believe she had let herself get a wedgie, but she couldn't deny that it was a hilarious and unexpected experience. From that day on, the other animals on the farm, no matter how small, knew not to mess with Farmer Bear Mom. They had learned that even the toughest and most intimidating animals could also be the target of a good-natured prank. And for Farmer Bear Mom, it was a reminder to always stay playful and have a sense of humor, even in the most unexpected situations. 6: Explorer Bear Mom had always been fearless and daring. She had traveled to the most remote and challenging places in the world, always chasing new adventures. But little did she know that her next adventure would be her most unexpected and embarrassing one yet. As she set off on her journey to explore the uncharted terrains of the Arctic, Explorer Bear Mom couldn't contain her excitement. She was determined to discover new species of animals and push her limits to new heights. Equipped with her trusted compass and hiking gear, she marched fearlessly into the vast, frozen landscape. But as she trekked deeper into the Arctic, she couldn't help but notice a strange sensation in her pants. She tried to brush it off, thinking it was just the cold weather affecting her legs. However, as she continued walking, the sensation grew stronger and more uncomfortable. Suddenly, she felt a sharp tug at the back of her pants. It took her a moment to realize that she was being pulled back by her underwear. She quickly turned around to find a mischievous polar bear cub, playing around with her hiking gear. Before she could react, the little cub gave her underwear another hard tug, causing it to ride up and give her a wedgie. Explorer Bear Mom was too stunned to move as the cub continued to playfully pull at her underwear. As if on cue, the cub's mother appeared, the largest and fiercest polar bear Explorer Bear Mom had ever seen. She let out a loud growl, causing the cub to scamper away. Explorer Bear Mom was left standing there, red-faced and humiliated, her underwear exposed and her dignity shattered. But instead of being scared or embarrassed, the explorer in her was intrigued. She had never encountered a polar bear in such a playful manner before. She decided to follow the mother bear, curious to see where it would lead her. To her surprise, the mother bear led her to a hidden cave, where she found a whole family of polar bears living together. As she cautiously stepped into the cave, she was greeted with warm smiles and friendly gestures from the polar bears. The mother bear even helped her fix her wedgie and offered her some warm tea. As they sat together, sharing stories and getting to know each other, Explorer Bear Mom realized that she had stumbled upon a new species of polar bears that were different from any other she had encountered before. They were not just fierce creatures, but also intelligent and empathetic. Grateful for the unique experience, Explorer Bear Mom said her goodbyes and promised to come back and visit her new polar bear friends. She continued her journey with a newfound respect and appreciation for the Arctic wildlife, and a funny and embarrassing story to tell her fellow explorers. 7: stuck in her hair It was a typical day in the forest, the sun was shining, and the birds were chirping. Metalhead Bear Mom, also known as Mandy, was out foraging for berries with her two cubs. Mandy was a fierce bear with a love for heavy metal music and a heart of gold. She prided herself on being a strong and independent mom, always making sure her cubs were well taken care of. But little did she know, this day was about to take a turn for the worse. As she was walking through the forest, she heard a loud noise coming from the nearby clearing. Curiosity getting the best of her, Mandy cautiously made her way towards the noise. As she got closer, the sound of heavy metal music grew louder and louder. Mandy’s instinct told her to turn back, as she wasn’t a fan of loud noises. But her curiosity got the best of her, and she continued to make her way towards the clearing. Upon reaching the clearing, she saw a group of humans with their long hair headbanging and playing instruments. Mandy was immediately drawn to the music, and she couldn’t resist getting closer for a better look. As she was getting closer, Mandy didn’t realize that her long hair was getting caught in the guitar strings. Suddenly, one of the humans turned around and saw Mandy’s hair stuck in his guitar. He let out a loud scream, causing the other humans to turn and see what was going on. Startled, Mandy quickly tried to untangle her hair from the guitar strings but ended up getting her panties stuck in her hair instead. The humans erupted in laughter as Mandy stood there, embarrassed and humiliated. Her cubs, who were watching from a distance, immediately ran to their mother’s aid. They tried to help her untangle her hair, but it seemed hopeless. Mandy’s face turned red with embarrassment as the humans continued to laugh. But Mandy didn’t let this get her down for long. With her cubs by her side, she brushed off the embarrassment and decided to join in on the headbanging and jam out with the humans. With her panties still stuck in her hair, she was the talk of the forest. As the day went on, Mandy and her cubs hung out with the humans and even performed a few songs together. The humans were amazed at Mandy’s headbanging skills and her love for heavy metal music. They even started calling her the “Metalhead Bear Mom.” Mandy realized that sometimes, it’s okay to let loose and have a little fun, even if it means getting a wedgie and having your panties stuck in your hair. From that day on, Mandy and her cubs would often visit the humans in the forest and join in on their jam sessions. And every time, Mandy would proudly wear her panties in her hair, a symbol of her newfound love for heavy metal music and a reminder that sometimes, it’s okay to be a little wild and embrace your inner metalhead. 8: It was just a normal day at the library for Ms. Brown, the head librarian. She was going about her usual tasks when suddenly she heard a loud commotion coming from the children's section. Curious, she peeked around the corner and gasped at what she saw. There, standing in the middle of the picture book aisle, was a giant bear. But this wasn't just any bear, it was dressed in a pink sweater and glasses and was carrying a library card in its paw. Ms. Brown couldn't believe her eyes, she had never seen a bear in the library before. Slowly, the bear made its way over to Ms. Brown and introduced itself as Mama Bear. It explained that it had just moved to the city with its bear cubs and wanted to introduce them to the magic of books. Ms. Brown was delighted and welcomed Mama Bear and her cubs with open arms. As the day went on, Ms. Brown showed the bears around the library, pointed out the different sections and even helped them pick out some books. Mama Bear was overjoyed and couldn't stop thanking Ms. Brown for her help. But just as they were about to leave, disaster struck. Mama Bear's sweater got caught on one of the shelves and as she struggled to free herself, her sweater was pulled up, revealing a bright pink pair of underwear. Ms. Brown couldn't help but let out a giggle, but her laughter was cut short when she saw Mama Bear's face turning red with embarrassment. 'I'm so sorry, Mama Bear,' Ms. Brown said, trying to contain her amusement. 'I'll help you get unstuck.' But as Ms. Brown went to help, she accidentally tugged on Mama Bear's sweater too hard, causing it to snap back and give her a wedgie. Mama Bear let out a loud growl of pain and Ms. Brown's heart sank. She had never meant to hurt Mama Bear, especially not in such an embarrassing way. Feeling terrible, she apologized profusely and tried to help Mama Bear fix her wedgie. But Mama Bear just shook her head and let out a chuckle. 'Don't worry, Ms. Brown,' she said with a grin. 'I've been a mom for so long, I'm used to getting wedgies from my mischievous cubs. It's nice to know that even in a new city, I can still feel like a normal mom.' They both laughed and Mama Bear thanked Ms. Brown again for her help. As they left the library, Mama Bear and her cubs promised to come back and visit often. And from then on, Ms. Brown knew that she would always have a special place in her heart for the library bear mom who wasn't afraid to laugh at herself. 9: In the vast unknown of outer space, a seemingly ordinary bear called Mama Bear lived on a spaceship with her three cubs. The bear family was on a mission to explore different planets and galaxies, gathering information and resources for their planet, Bearlandia. Mama Bear was a tough and fearless leader, guiding her cubs through the treacherous landscapes of space. Whether it was fighting off alien creatures or navigating through asteroid fields, she always had a solution. But one day, as they were exploring a new planet, Mama Bear encountered something she had never experienced before - a wedgie. They had landed on a deserted planet and were going about their usual routine when Mama Bear suddenly felt a tug on her underwear. Confused, she turned around to see her youngest cub, Baby Bear, grinning mischievously. 'Gotcha, Mom!' he exclaimed, pulling on her underwear even harder. Mama Bear was taken aback by the strange sensation and attempted to let go, but her underwear was stuck between her cheeks. She tried to pull it out discreetly, not wanting to embarrass herself in front of her cubs. However, the more she tugged, the more it seemed to tighten. The other two cubs, Middle Bear and Big Bear, started to giggle uncontrollably at their mother's predicament. Mama Bear tried everything she could think of to get rid of the wedgie, but nothing seemed to work. She even tried using her claws, but they were no match for the powerful wedgie. As they continued exploring the planet, Mama Bear could feel the wedgie getting tighter and tighter, causing her discomfort and making it difficult for her to move around. Her cubs, on the other hand, found the situation hilarious and could barely contain their laughter. Feeling frustrated and embarrassed, Mama Bear decided to take a break and sit down on a nearby rock. Just then, they noticed a group of space creatures approaching them. These creatures were known for their love of pranks and jokes, and it was evident that they were responsible for Mama Bear's wedgie. As the creatures got closer, Mama Bear stood up to confront them. With a fierce growl, she demanded that they release her from the wedgie. The creatures, impressed by her bravery, apologized and removed the wedgie with a snap of their fingers. Relieved and grateful, Mama Bear and her cubs continued their exploration with no further disturbances. But from that day on, Mama Bear was a bit more cautious and always made sure to keep a close eye on her mischievous cubs. She also made a mental note to never underestimate the power of a well-executed wedgie. 10: In the enchanted forest, deep within the land of Neverland, lived a family of magical bears. These bears were no ordinary bears, they possessed powers and abilities beyond imagination. Among the family was a gentle and loving bear mom, known as Aurelia. Aurelia had the ability to speak to animals and control the elements of the forest. She was a devoted mother who would do anything for her bear cubs. But little did she know, her powers would put her in an unexpected and embarrassing situation. One sunny afternoon, while Aurelia was out gathering berries for her family, she stumbled upon a group of mischievous pixies. These tiny creatures were known for their love of pranks and tricks. As soon as they spotted Aurelia, they couldn't resist pulling a prank on her. Using their magic, the pixies conjured up a gust of wind that lifted Aurelia high up in the air and gave her a massive wedgie. Poor Aurelia was left dangling from a tree branch, her underwear stretched to its limits. The pixies burst into laughter and quickly disappeared, leaving Aurelia feeling embarrassed and confused. She didn't understand why her powers didn't protect her from such a humiliating prank. As she tried to wiggle herself free from the wedgie, she felt a deep sense of shame and vulnerability. She was supposed to be a powerful and respected bear mom, yet here she was, stuck in a wedgie like a silly cub. But little did she know, this was just the beginning of her humiliation. As she finally managed to free herself from the wedgie and continued on her berry gathering, she couldn't shake off the feeling that something was not quite right. Suddenly, she heard a loud rustle in the bushes. Thinking it was just a harmless animal, Aurelia paid no attention. But then, the bushes parted, and out came a pack of trolls. Now, trolls were known to be a bit dim-witted and easily amused. And when they saw Aurelia's underwear peeking out from her dress, they couldn't resist pulling on it, giving her a never-ending wedgie. With each tug, Aurelia's face turned redder, and her pride shattered into a million pieces. She couldn't believe her luck, or rather, her lack of it. She had gone from a powerful and respected bear mom to a target for pranksters and trolls. As the trolls continued to laugh and pull on her underwear, Aurelia couldn't help but let out a small chuckle herself. She realized that sometimes, even the strongest and most powerful beings can have moments of vulnerability and silliness. With a flick of her paw, Aurelia used her powers to teleport herself back home, where she could finally free herself from the never-ending wedgie. She learned a valuable lesson that day, to not take herself too seriously and that even a fantasy bear mom could use a good laugh every now and then. 11: It was a bright and sunny day in Bear Cove, a popular beach for both humans and animals to enjoy the ocean waves. Surfer Bear Mom, also known as Sandy, was excited to hit the waves and show off her skills to her cubs. She was a well-known and respected surfer in the community, and her cubs looked up to her and aspired to be just like her. As Sandy paddled out into the ocean, she couldn't help but notice the strong waves that day. The water was rough and the currents were much stronger than usual. However, Sandy was determined to catch some waves and show her cubs a good time. As she waited for the perfect wave, she couldn't shake off the feeling that something wasn't quite right. Finally, the perfect wave came and Sandy paddled towards it with all her might. As she stood up on her surfboard, she could feel the power of the wave beneath her. She rode the wave with grace and skill, but just as she was about to make a turn, disaster struck. A strong gust of wind suddenly swept through the ocean, causing Sandy to lose her balance. In a split second, she tumbled off her board and was dragged underwater by the force of the wave. She struggled to resurface, but her leg seemed to be stuck on something. As she frantically tried to free herself, she felt a sharp pull on her bikini bottoms. With horror, she realized that she was caught in a wedgie! Panic set in as Sandy struggled to break free. She could hear her cubs calling out to her, and she knew she had to get back to them. With all her might, she managed to untangle herself and resurface, gasping for air. But it was too late, the damage was already done. Sandy's cubs rushed over to her, concerned by her sudden disappearance and the state of her bikini bottoms. They couldn't help but laugh at the comical sight of their surfer bear mom with a wedgie. But Sandy was not amused, she was embarrassed and frustrated. She had never experienced a wedgie while surfing before, and she couldn't believe it had happened in front of her cubs. Feeling defeated, Sandy decided to call it a day. She couldn't bear the thought of another embarrassing incident happening. As she made her way back to shore, she couldn't help but think that perhaps she had gotten a little too confident in her surfing abilities. From now on, she would always check for strong winds before heading out into the ocean. Although Sandy's day at the beach didn't go as planned, she couldn't help but feel grateful that she had her cubs by her side. They may have laughed at her wedgie, but they also showed her love and support when she needed it most. And as they headed back home, Sandy knew that she would always cherish these moments with her cubs, no matter how embarrassing they may be. 12: Sara had always been a bit of a misfit. As a punk bear, she stood out in her small town where everyone else seemed to be content living a conventional life. She had bright pink hair, a nose piercing, and a love for loud music and rebellious behavior. But despite her unconventional appearance and attitude, Sara was a loving and fiercely protective mother to her two cubs. She would do anything to make sure they were safe and happy, even if it meant making some sacrifices along the way. One day, as Sara was walking her cubs home from school, they passed by a group of mean-spirited kids. These kids had always teased Sara and her cubs for being different, and today they decided to take their taunts to a new level. 'Hey punk bear!' one of the kids shouted, tugging on Sara's pink hair. 'You think you're so tough, but you're just a weirdo!' Sara brushed off the insult, used to the teasing by now. But then, another kid stepped forward and grabbed the back of her panties, giving her a swift wedgie. Sara let out a loud growl, her cubs watching in shock as she struggled to break free from the wedgie. But the kids held on, laughing and taunting her as they pulled her underwear higher and higher. Finally, Sara managed to wriggle out of the wedgie and turn to face her attackers. Her fierce mama bear instincts kicked in as she let out a deafening roar, startling the kids and causing them to run away in fear. With the kids gone, Sara turned to her cubs and made sure they were okay. She then turned her attention to her own mortifying situation. Her once cool and collected demeanor was now shattered as she quickly pulled her underwear back into place and tried to smooth out her rumpled fur. Feeling embarrassed and humiliated, Sara couldn't help but think that she should have been more of a tough mama bear and stood up for herself. But she also knew that she had to be a better role model for her cubs. She didn't want them to think that violence was the answer to their problems. So instead of seeking revenge, Sara decided to use this experience as a teaching moment for her cubs. She sat them down and explained to them that it's okay to be different and that not everyone will understand or accept them for who they are. But what's important is that they stay true to themselves and never let anyone bring them down. As she finished her lesson, Sara couldn't help but smile as she saw her cubs nod their heads in understanding. She may have gotten a wedgie, but she also showed her cubs the importance of standing up for yourself and spreading love and acceptance in a world that can be cruel and judgmental. 13: Deep in the forest, Sue had been living peacefully with her two cubs, Bongo and Bella. Sue was not your average bear mom - she was a demon bear. Her fur was jet black, her eyes were fiery red, and she had the most fearsome roar in the whole forest. However, as much as she was feared by other animals, Sue was a loving mother to her cubs. She taught them how to hunt and survive in the wild, and always made sure they were well-fed and safe. But there was one thing she couldn't protect them from - the mischievous spirit that lived in the forest. The spirit loved to play pranks on the animals, and one day, it decided to target Sue. As she was walking with her cubs, the spirit snuck up behind her and gave her a powerful wedgie. Sue let out a loud growl, and her cubs looked on in shock as their normally fierce mother was now hopping around in pain. The spirit giggled and disappeared, leaving Sue embarrassed and furious. She couldn't believe that a small, mischievous spirit had managed to give her, the mighty demon bear, a wedgie. She knew she had to get revenge, but she also didn't want her cubs to see her in such a vulnerable state. So she devised a plan. She went to the edge of the forest, where a group of humans were camping. She knew the spirit loved to play pranks on them too, so she decided to use them as bait. She let out a loud roar, and the humans immediately panicked and ran away, dropping their clothes in the process. Sue quickly grabbed a pair of underwear and put it on, hoping to lure the spirit into giving her a wedgie again. She waited patiently, and soon enough, the spirit appeared, thinking it was another human it could play a prank on. But as soon as it got close enough, Sue grabbed it and gave it the biggest, most powerful wedgie she could muster. The spirit yelped and pleaded for mercy, and Sue finally let go, victorious. From that day on, the spirit never dared to play another prank on Sue. She had proven that even the most fearsome beings can sometimes be vulnerable, but also strong and cunning. And her cubs learned a valuable lesson - never underestimate your mother, even if she is a demon bear. 14: Painter Bear Mom was hard at work in her studio, putting the finishing touches on her latest masterpiece. She was a talented artist who loved nothing more than expressing herself through her colorful paintings. But today, she had a bit of an unexpected interruption. As she reached for her paintbrush to add a final stroke, she felt a sudden tug on her underwear. Startled, she turned around to see her mischievous cubs, Billy and Bella, standing behind her with a mischievous smirk on their faces. 'Mom, why do you wear these silly things?' Billy asked, tugging at his own elastic waistband. 'They're so uncomfortable.' Painter Bear Mom chuckled at her cubs' antics. 'These are called underwear, and they're important to wear for many reasons,' she explained patiently. But before she could continue, Bella grabbed onto the back of her mother's underwear and pulled with all her might. Suddenly, Painter Bear Mom was lifted off her feet and her underwear was wedged up high between her cheeks. 'Whoa!' she cried out, trying to keep her balance as she flailed her arms. 'Stop it, you two!' But the cubs only giggled and continued to play tug-of-war with their mother's underwear. Painter Bear Mom couldn't help but laugh along with them, despite the wedgie she was now experiencing. Finally, with one last strong pull, the cubs successfully pulled down their mother's underwear, causing her to fall onto her backside with a thud. The cubs then proceeded to run around the studio, waving the purple fabric like a victory flag. Painter Bear Mom couldn't stay mad at her playful cubs for long. She sat up, still giggling, and ruffled their fur affectionately. 'Okay, okay, you win,' she conceded, standing up to retrieve her fallen underwear. As she straightened out her clothing, Painter Bear Mom couldn't help but admire her cubs' mischievous and creative nature. They were always finding new ways to make her smile and brighten up her days. With a smile on her face, Painter Bear Mom returned to her painting, grateful for her playful cubs and the inspiration they brought into her life. And from that day on, she made sure to double knot her underwear before getting back to work. 15: Just as Business Bear Mom was getting ready for her important meeting with the top executives, she felt an unexpected tug on her bottoms. To her horror, she realized that she was experiencing a wedgie in the middle of her office. Trying to maintain her composure, she discreetly adjusted her undergarments and continued to prep for the meeting. But the wedgie followed her everywhere, making it impossible for her to focus on the important presentation she had spent weeks preparing. Every step she took, the wedgie seemed to get tighter and tighter, causing her extreme discomfort and embarrassment. As she sat in the conference room surrounded by the top brass of the company, Business Bear Mom couldn't help but squirm in her seat. She knew that she had to make a good impression to secure the deal that could potentially make or break her career. But how could she do that with a wedgie constantly nagging at her? Despite her best efforts to ignore it, the wedgie only seemed to intensify as the meeting dragged on. She could feel her face flushing with embarrassment as she caught the amused glances of her colleagues. She tried to discreetly adjust her undergarments once again, but it was no use. The damage had been done. Just as she was about to give up hope and accept defeat, a sudden wave of determination washed over Business Bear Mom. She couldn't let a mere wedgie ruin her chances of success. Summoning all her strength and confidence, she stood up and boldly presented her pitch. To her surprise, the executives were not only impressed by her presentation, but also by her ability to stay composed despite the unexpected obstacle. They were even more impressed when she casually mentioned the wedgie, causing them to burst into laughter. As the meeting concluded with a successful deal, Business Bear Mom couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and relief. She had not only overcome the wedgie, but also proved her worth as a strong and capable business woman. And from that day on, she was affectionately known as the 'Wedgie Warrior' in the office, inspiring others to never let a little wardrobe malfunction hold them back. 16: It had been years since the world had ended. The days of normalcy and civilization were long gone, replaced by a barren wasteland where survival was the only goal. Despite the harsh conditions, some managed to adapt and even thrive in this new world. One such survivor was a bear named Beatrice. Beatrice had been just a cub when the apocalypse happened. She had lost her mother and siblings in the chaos and had to learn to fend for herself at a young age. With her powerful claws and sharp teeth, she quickly became a force to be reckoned with in the harsh wilderness. But even in this new world, there were moments of lightheartedness and laughter. And one such moment came when Beatrice found herself in a wrestling match with another bear, a male named Brutus. The two had known each other for years, having crossed paths several times on their hunts for food. But this time, it was nothing but pure fun and play as they tumbled and rolled in the dirt. However, their fun was interrupted when Brutus accidentally grabbed onto Beatrice's underwear as they struggled. At first, it was just a temporary inconvenience, but as they continued to wrestle, the fabric of Beatrice's panties began to ride up, giving her a wedgie that she couldn't seem to fix. In a fit of laughter, Brutus couldn't help but comment, 'Looks like you've got yourself a wedgie, Beatrice.' Beatrice growled playfully in response, trying her best to wiggle out of the uncomfortable feeling. But the more she moved, the tighter the wedgie seemed to get. Finally, she gave up and flopped onto the ground, causing Brutus to accidentally fall on top of her. With tears of laughter in their eyes, the two bears lay there for a moment, catching their breath. But as they tried to stand up, they noticed a group of humans watching them from a distance. Beatrice froze, unsure of what these strange beings could want from her. But then she noticed something odd. They had cloth wrapped around their bodies, similar to what she was wearing. It wasn't until they got closer that Beatrice realized what was happening. They were scavengers, looking for anything of value in this barren wasteland. And as she lay there with her wedgie, she realized that to them, her undergarments could be seen as valuable fabric. Quickly, Beatrice rolled over onto her back, using her powerful claws to grab onto the fabric of her panties and give herself a strong tug. With a rip, the wedgie was finally gone, and Beatrice stood up, her pride a little bruised but otherwise unharmed. The scavengers seemed to be disappointed by the lack of valuables, and they quickly moved on to the next area. As Beatrice and Brutus watched them go, she couldn't help but be grateful for the distraction. If it weren't for her wedgie, she might not have noticed the scavengers in time. From that day on, whenever Beatrice thought about that incident, she couldn't help but laugh. Who would have thought that a simple wrestling match could have such unexpected consequences in this post-apocalyptic world? But for Beatrice, it was just another reminder to never underestimate the power of laughter, even in the toughest of times. 17: Robot Bear Mom, or RBM as she liked to be called, was on a mission to pick up her cubs from school. As she was walking down the street, her robotic sensors suddenly picked up a distress signal. She quickly scanned the area and saw a group of kids bullying another student. Without hesitation, RBM activated her bear-mode and charged towards the bullies. As soon as she reached them, she let out a loud roar that made them all freeze in fear. She then proceeded to lift the bullies up with one hand each, while scolding them with her stern robotic voice. The bullied student, a young girl, looked up at RBM with grateful eyes and thanked her for saving her. RBM smiled warmly at her before turning back to the bullies. She gently placed them back on the ground and gave them a stern warning to never bully anyone again. Satisfied that the situation was under control, RBM continued on her way to pick up her cubs. However, as she was walking, she suddenly felt a tug on her robotic bear suit. Confused, she turned around and saw the bullies giggling and pulling at her robotic tail. RBM was taken aback, as she had never encountered this type of behavior before. She tried to turn around and walk away, but the bullies persisted and began pulling at her tail harder. RBM's robotic suit was designed to be tough and resistant, but even she had her limits. Suddenly, with one final tug, RBM felt a sharp pain in her backside. She quickly turned around only to see the bullies running away, laughing and yelling 'wedgie!' RBM couldn't believe it. She had just been given a wedgie by a group of kids. Feeling embarrassed and humiliated, RBM quickly rushed to her cubs' school to pick them up. She didn't want them to see her in this awkward and embarrassing situation. However, her cubs were already waiting for her outside, and they immediately noticed her discomfort. 'Mom, what happened to you?' her oldest cub asked, concerned. RBM tried to brush it off and said it was nothing, but her cubs persisted with their questions. Finally, RBM couldn't take it anymore and explained what had happened. Her cubs were shocked and immediately wanted to go after the bullies. But RBM stopped them and told them that it was important to stand up to bullies in a different way, without using violence. Together, RBM and her cubs brainstormed ideas on how to stop bullying behavior in a peaceful and non-violent way. They came up with a plan to organize a kindness campaign at their school, spreading awareness about the importance of treating others with respect and kindness. The campaign was a success, and RBM was proud to see her cubs taking a stand against bullying. She also felt proud of herself for handling the situation with grace and choosing to teach her cubs an important lesson about standing up to bullies in a peaceful manner. From that day on, RBM became known as the robotic bear mom who not only protected her cubs but also stood up for others and promoted kindness in her community. And though she may have gotten a wedgie, RBM knew that it was a small price to pay for teaching such an important lesson. 18: Grunge Bear Mom was a unique individual. She had always been a rebel at heart, preferring ripped jeans and combat boots to frilly dresses and heels. However, one thing that set her apart from all the other cool moms in town was her love for grunge music. She would blast Soundgarden and Nirvana on her car stereo, much to the embarrassment of her teenage daughter, Lily. While Lily loved her mom, she couldn't help but cringe whenever her mom would drop her off at school with 'Smells Like Teen Spirit' blaring from the speakers. One day, on a particularly sunny afternoon, Grunge Bear Mom decided to take her daughter and a few of her friends on a hike. Lily was excited to show her friends her mom's 'cool and adventurous' side. As they ventured into the woods, with the grungy tunes playing from Grunge Bear Mom's portable speaker, they came across a large group of older kids. They were dressed in leather jackets and had multiple piercings, clearly belonging to the grunge subculture. Grunge Bear Mom, being the fearless woman she was, approached the group to ask for directions. As she was talking, one of the older girls, who seemed to be the leader of the group, noticed a patch on Grunge Bear Mom's jeans that read 'Rock On'. In a split second decision, she grabbed onto the patch and gave Grunge Bear Mom a wedgie. The group of teenagers burst into laughter and Grunge Bear Mom simply stood there, not fazed by the sudden attack. Lily was mortified, not only was her mom now being humiliated in front of her friends, but she was also wearing ripped underwear and her grungy side was now on full display. But to everyone's surprise, Grunge Bear Mom let out a hearty laugh and joined in on the fun. She even pulled Lily and her friends in for a group hug, making the older kids realize that this cool mom was not someone to be messed with. From that day on, Grunge Bear Mom became a legend among the teenagers of the town. They would often see her dancing at the local grunge clubs, always looking unapologetic and rebellious. And as for Lily, she learned to embrace her mom's unique personality and was proud to call her the coolest mom in town. 19: Clarissa was known as the ultimate nerd at her high school. With thick glasses, braces on her teeth, and a passion for science, she wasn't exactly the most popular girl. But she didn't care. She was proud of her intelligence and wasn't afraid to show it. However, things changed when her mom, Mrs. Anderson, decided to volunteer as a chaperone for the school's camping trip. Mrs. Anderson was known for her bubbly personality and fun-loving nature. Everyone loved her, and Clarissa couldn't have been prouder to call her mom. The day of the camping trip arrived, and Clarissa was excited to spend some quality time with her mom. They arrived at the campsite, and Mrs. Anderson wasted no time in getting to know the other students. Clarissa couldn't help but cringe a little as her mom tried to fit in with the cool kids. As the night went on, the group decided to go for a hike. Clarissa, being the bookworm she was, was more than happy to stay back at the campsite and read her science book. But Mrs. Anderson insisted she come along, saying it would be good for her to get some fresh air. Halfway through the hike, the group came across a steep hill. Mrs. Anderson, being the adventurous mom that she was, suggested they climb to the top. Clarissa hesitated, but with a little encouragement from her mom, she agreed to join in. As they began the climb, Clarissa's glasses started sliding down her nose, making it hard for her to see. She reached up to adjust them, but suddenly she felt a sharp tug on her underwear. Mrs. Anderson had grabbed onto her panties and gave her a wedgie. Clarissa's face turned bright red as she struggled to get free from her mom's grip. The other students couldn't help but burst out laughing at the sight of the nerdy girl getting a wedgie from her own mom. Clarissa couldn't believe it. She had always been the outcast, but now even her own mom was joining in on the teasing. Mrs. Anderson finally let go, and a mortified Clarissa quickly fixed her underwear and glasses. She tried to brush off the embarrassing moment, but she couldn't shake off the feeling of being humiliated in front of her peers. However, as the night went on, Clarissa began to realize that her mom was just trying to have some fun and bond with her. She was known as the cool mom, and she didn't want her daughter to miss out on any of the fun or adventure. By the end of the camping trip, Clarissa and Mrs. Anderson had grown closer than ever. They laughed about the wedgie incident, and Clarissa learned to let go of her insecurities and embrace her mom's outgoing personality. From that day on, Clarissa embraced her nerdy self and didn't care about what others thought. And she couldn't have been prouder of her fun-loving, wedgie-giving mom. 20: In the small town of Willow Grove, the year was 1986 and the hot trend of the decade was aerobics. Everyone was inspired by the workout videos and neon spandex that filled the TV screens. One of the most enthusiastic participants in the craze was a bear named Marie, also known as the '80s Bear Mom.' Marie was a big advocate for staying fit and healthy, especially for the sake of her two cubs, Ted and Lily. She would often be seen wearing her colorful leotards and leg warmers, leading her cubs in high-energy dance routines. One day, Marie decided to take her love for aerobics to the next level by entering a local aerobics competition at the community center. She spent weeks preparing her routine, which consisted of a mix of jazzercise and breakdancing. The day of the competition arrived and Marie was feeling confident and excited. The audience was filled with hair-sprayed bangs and headbands, cheering on their favorite contestants. Marie's cubs were in the front row, proudly wearing shirts that read 'My Mom's The 80s Bear!' As Marie's turn to perform arrived, she strutted onto the stage with all the grace and confidence of a professional dancer. Her routine was flawless and she had the audience cheering and clapping along. But as she went into her final move, a particularly tricky backflip, disaster struck. With a loud ripping sound, Marie's leotard suddenly split in the back, revealing a bright red thong. The audience erupted into laughter and gasps, while Marie's cheeks turned as red as her underwear. But before she could even process what had happened, her wedgie took center stage. With the force of her backflip, the thong had been yanked high and tight, causing Marie to let out a yelp of pain. She quickly tried to discreetly reach back and adjust it, but to no avail. The wedgie was too severe and everyone could see. Despite her embarrassment, Marie finished her routine with a smile and a few modified moves. To her surprise, the audience gave her a standing ovation, impressed by her resilience and determination. And as she walked off the stage, her cubs rushed to her side, giving their mom a big hug and telling her how proud they were. From then on, Marie's aerobics career took a bit of a turn. She became known as the 'wedgie bear' and her modified routine including a signature wedgie move that always made the audience laugh. And while she may have been initially embarrassed by the incident, she learned to embrace it and use it as a reminder to never take herself too seriously. Years later, Marie's cubs would look back on that day and laugh, remembering their mom's wild aerobics phase and the unforgettable wedgie incident. And as for Marie, she was proud to be a bear mom who was always willing to shake her tailfeather and take a good laugh at herself. After all, it was the 80s and anything was possible. 21: In the magical kingdom of Kyoto, there lived a legendary samurai bear named Momiko. She was known for her incredible strength, fierce bravery, and unwavering loyalty to her kingdom. She had been entrusted with the task of protecting the kingdom from any threats, and she had never failed to do so. One day, while Momiko was out patrolling the forest surrounding the kingdom, she stumbled upon a group of mischievous teenage bears. They were causing chaos and wreaking havoc in the peaceful forest, stealing honey from the bees and playing pranks on the other animals. Being the honorable samurai that she was, Momiko knew she had to put a stop to their misbehavior. With a loud roar, she challenged the teenage bears to a fight. They laughed and scoffed, underestimating Momiko's strength and skill as a samurai. However, Momiko was not called a legendary warrior for nothing. She quickly defeated the teenage bears with her lightning-fast sword skills and strength, leaving them humbled and ashamed of their actions. As a punishment, she made them swear to never cause trouble in the forest again and return the stolen honey to the bees. Feeling proud of her accomplishment, Momiko continued her patrol. Little did she know, the teenage bears had planned a sneaky revenge on her. As she walked deeper into the forest, one of the bears slyly tied a rope to a tree branch, forming a makeshift trap. As Momiko walked by, they pulled the rope, causing her to be lifted into the air and left dangling helplessly. The teenage bears burst into laughter, taunting Momiko and pulling on the rope even harder, causing her to twist and turn in the air. But what they didn't know was that Momiko's samurai training had taught her to never lose her composure, no matter the situation. However, the teenage bears were not satisfied. They wanted to embarrass Momiko even further. One of them crept behind her and gave a powerful tug on her traditional samurai panties, resulting in a loud rip and an audible gasp from Momiko. They had given her a wedgie. But Momiko was not one to back down. She summoned all her strength and managed to break free from the rope, landing on the ground gracefully. The teenage bears were taken aback by her heroic feat, but they quickly ran off in fear when she gave them a fierce look. Although Momiko had been embarrassed and momentarily distracted, she did not let it defeat her. She returned to the kingdom with her head held high, defeated the teenage bears and returned the stolen honey to the bees. The whole kingdom cheered for her bravery and celebrated her victory. From that day on, the teenage bears learned to respect and admire Momiko, the samurai bear who could even handle a wedgie with dignity and grace. She had proven to be an even more fearsome warrior, and her legend only grew stronger. After all, she was not just any ordinary samurai bear, she was Momiko, the Samurai Bear Mom. 22: Once upon a time in a magical forest, there lived a powerful witch named Bertha. She was known as the 'Witch Bear' as she had the ability to transform into a large, formidable bear at will. Despite her fearsome reputation among the creatures of the forest, Bertha had a kind heart, especially when it came to her two young cubs, Bella and Ben. One day, while out for a walk with her cubs, Bertha stumbled upon a group of mean-spirited animals who were picking on a small, helpless rabbit. Without hesitation, Bertha transformed into her bear form and chased the bullies away, saving the rabbit. Grateful for her act of bravery, the rabbit revealed to Bertha that it was actually a cursed prince in disguise. As a reward, he offered to grant Bertha one wish. Without hesitation, Bertha asked for a day of peace and relaxation with her cubs, away from her duties as a powerful witch. The next morning, Bertha and her cubs woke up to find themselves in a luxurious castle in the Enchanted Kingdom. The cursed prince had kept his promise and they were all set to enjoy a day of fun and pampering. As they explored the castle, Bertha couldn't help but marvel at the beautiful gardens and enticing aromas coming from the kitchen. However, amidst all the excitement and delicious food, Bertha suddenly felt an uncomfortable tugging at her undergarments. To her horror, she realized that her magical powers were not working properly in the Enchanted Kingdom and she was experiencing a wedgie. But before she could try to fix it, Bella and Ben, who were always full of mischief, had sneakily cast a spell on their mother, causing her wedgie to only get worse with every attempt to fix it. Panicked and red-faced, Bertha ran through the castle, trying to find a private space to deal with her wedgie. But no matter where she went, her cubs seemed to be one step ahead of her, causing all sorts of chaos and drawing attention to their witch bear mother's predicament. The day went by with Bertha desperately trying to control her wedgie while also enjoying the activities and treats the Enchanted Kingdom had to offer. By the time they were ready to leave, Bertha was exhausted and couldn't wait to get back to her own forest where her powers would be in full control again. As they bid farewell to the cursed prince and thanked him for the wonderful day, Bertha couldn't help but laugh and promise herself to never underestimate the mischievous nature of her cubs, who had turned a simple wish into a day full of embarrassing moments. From then on, whenever Bertha felt a little too serious or stressed, she would remember the day she spent with her cubs, when even the powerful Witch Bear was not immune to the mischievous antics of her children. 23: Mabel was your typical middle-aged bear mom. She lived in the woods with her husband and two cubs, and spent her days foraging for food and taking care of her family. But on this particular day, something out of the ordinary happened that would change Mabel's perception of herself forever. It was a warm summer morning, and Mabel had just finished gathering berries for her cubs. She was walking towards the nearby river to wash them off when she suddenly felt a sharp tug on the back of her underwear. Confused, she turned around to see who or what was pulling on her clothes. To her surprise, it was a group of mischievous young bears from a neighboring clan. They were known for causing trouble in the forest, and it seemed like they had targeted Mabel for their latest prank. 'Hey there, old lady bear!' one of the bears snickered, pulling on Mabel's underwear even harder. Mabel growled in frustration and tried to swat the bear away, but instead, she lost her balance and fell to the ground. The group of bears erupted in laughter as Mabel struggled to get back up, her underwear now wedged tightly between her cheeks. She felt embarrassed and humiliated, never before experiencing a wedgie in her entire life. The other bears continued to taunt and tease her, not realizing that Mabel was starting to feel a surge of anger building up inside of her. With a determined look on her face, Mabel stood up and shook off the group of bears. She could feel her instincts as a protective mother kick in, and she knew she had to stand up for herself and show them who was boss. Using her strength and size, Mabel lunged at the young bears, growling and baring her teeth. The bears were taken aback by her sudden aggression, and they quickly scattered, realizing they had underestimated Mabel's power. Feeling triumphant, Mabel let out a loud roar and marched back to her den, her wedgied underwear still clinging onto her body. Her cubs were surprised to see their usually calm and gentle mother in such a fierce state, but they couldn't help but feel proud of her. From then on, Mabel was no longer seen as just a middle-aged mother bear, but as a strong and capable protector of her family. And she couldn't be more proud of the wedgie that had helped her discover this side of herself. 24: It had been a long day on the road for Brenda, the trucker bear mom. She had been driving for hours, making deliveries to various grocery stores and supermarkets. As she pulled into the rest stop, she let out a sigh of relief. It was finally time for a much-needed break. Brenda stepped out of her truck, stretching her arms and letting out a loud yawn. She was about to head towards the bathroom when she noticed a group of teenage boys snickering and pointing in her direction. Suddenly, she realized why they were staring. Brenda glanced down and saw that her underwear was completely exposed. Normally, this wouldn't have been a big deal for her, but she was wearing a pair of her son's boxers today. As a mother, she didn't really care about fashion, she just needed something comfortable to wear while driving. Feeling embarrassed, Brenda quickly pulled up her boxers and tried to ignore the boys' giggles. However, as she was walking towards the bathroom, one of the boys shouted, 'Hey, look, it's the trucker bear mom getting a wedgie!' The other boys burst into laughter as Brenda's face turned bright red. She could feel everyone's eyes on her and she just wanted to hide. But she couldn't. As a strong, independent bear, she had to stand up for herself. With a determined look on her face, Brenda turned around and marched towards the boys. 'What's so funny, boys?' she asked, her voice low and intimidating. The boys immediately stopped laughing, taken aback by her sudden change in demeanor. One of them stammered, 'Uh, we were just...you know, joking around.' 'Well, it's not very polite to make fun of someone's underwear,' Brenda scolded. The boys mumbled apologies and quickly walked away, leaving Brenda alone in the rest stop. She let out a deep sigh and headed towards the bathroom, finally able to fix her wedgie in peace. As she was washing her paws, Brenda couldn't help but chuckle to herself. This whole situation was too ridiculous to be mad about. She brushed it off and continued on with her journey, happy to have stood up for herself. From that day on, Brenda made sure to always wear proper trucker attire while on the road. But she couldn't help but smile whenever she thought about the time she got a wedgie at the rest stop. It was just another memorable experience in the life of a trucker bear mom.
CW: teasing/name calling, intox A little bit racier than my usual writing. Enjoy~~~ Life has been a blur since you moved in with your girlfriend. It had been at least a few months, but less than a year of living with Olivia. However, you aren't exactly sure how much time has passed. You remember moving in. You remember feeling exhausted hauling all those boxes in, and your girlfriend telling you to sit and rest. You remember Olivia giggling, but still concerned, as you huffed and puffed, trying to help lift the new couch up the few front steps. You remember feeling like your little pot belly was getting in the way. You remember finally collapsing on the couch and the celebration that followed. Everything was moved in, but not unboxed and certainly not organized. Olivia had lived in the house for a few years already, so there were kitchen utensils, but she claimed exhaustion as well and put in an order to your favourite pizza place. While waiting for it to arrive, she grabbed a box of craft ciders from the fridge and plopped them on the floor between you. She handed you a cherry one, which you chugged back gratefully. God, you were thirsty after all that exercise. You let out a belch, and she smirked and patted your belly, shaking loose a few more burps. She handed you another can while she went and got your housewarming present; a brand new gorgeous bong. It was different shades of blue and looked almost like stained glass. By the time she had ground the flower and held it to your mouth, the second cider was gone. A few bong rips and you were soaring, and so hungry. By the time the pizza arrived, you'd consumed half a bag of oreos and another 2 ciders to deal with your cottonmouth. Olivia handed you your large pizza and kissed your forehead, making you blink your eyes and smile dumbly. "Eat up, baby. You're starving." And you were. So you dove in, swallowing so fast and chewing so little Oliva was afraid you would choke. She kept interrupting your hoovering with the bong and endless cider sips, which you accepted every time. She finished her personal sized pizza as you got lost in a haze, freely hiccupping, burping, and letting out little moans. Her hands fondled your belly, now sticking out of your shirt entirely. You both knew the other person was very into this. Part of moving in together was influenced by your desire to let go, and your girlfriend's desire to blow someone up into an obese play thing. She already loved the contrast of your plush, curvy body, now just a little too big for size L clothing, up against her lithe and visibly muscular physique. She held the last piece of your pizza to your mouth, desperately eager to make you so much bigger. You don't remember anything else from that night. You don't remember much of anything since then, really. Day blends into night and back into day for you. You wake at random times. Sometimes Olivia is home, sometimes she's not. There is always food for you, and always paired with booze and weed. If Olivia's home, she helps you gorge by feeding you when you lose momentum, holding your chin up to take another swig when your head starts to lull, lighting your bong and countless joints, and rubbing your expanding gut to make some room and ease the ache. She makes sure your mouth is never idle. Often, you'll pass out in a drunken food coma mid-chew. If she's out, either at work, the gym, out with friends, or shopping, she's set the expectation that everything she set out better be gone when she gets back. You'll often crack open your eyes, and belch as you try to roll over, still drunk and/or high. But that won't stop you from reaching over to the night table and popping the tab on a beer or chugging back whatever mixed drink Olivia left for you. Your head spins as you light a joint, and even though you're still stuffed from when you previously passed out, you salivate as you look at the push cart beside you. You're not sure, but you think the amount of food on it is growing. When you started this, she would leave enough food for 2 people plus leftovers, like an extra large pizza or stack of pancakes with bacon and sausage on the side. You would of course do as you were told and devour everything, rendering you speechless and breathless, temporarily beached in your bed or on the couch. As the amount on the tray grew, so did you, though you were barely aware of it. You knew you were gaining weight, but you didn't register just how much and how quickly it happened. Your pot belly grew into a rounded gut, always taking up real estate on your thickened thighs. Your arms fattened up and stretched all your sleeves. Your chin quickly grew into three that shook and jiggled with every bite. Your chest sat on top of your belly, little mounds of sensitive flesh Olivia loved to play with to get you riled up. You wore just your underwear, or constantly new sweatpants and t-shirts. Olivia never sized up any of your jeans or nicer clothes. You never left the house so there was no point. Now the tray contains 6 breakfast sandwiches on vanilla glazed doughnuts instead of english muffins, enough hashbrowns to feed 4 people with no other sides, a container of strawberries with yogurt dip, and 2 milkshakes that you don't know are spiked. The pineapple coconut has 3 shots of rum and a shot of coconut liqueur, and the chocolate one is infused with THC. You get to work right away. You suck down half the pineapple milkshake and 3 of the sandwiches in the blink of an eye, completely overwhelmed by the need to consume. You throw back more beer and use the carbonation to dislodge a string of heavy burps. Now you are so drunk things sway a little. You giggle as you reach for the bong and miss it the first time before lighting up and taking a long draw. Olivia was so good at keeping it clean and freshly packed for you. You manage to grab the tin tray of hashbrowns and load them with ketchup and cheese curds. Then you turn what little attention you had to the TV that was constantly on, putting your eating on autopilot. You mindlessly shovel loaded potato after potato into your mouth, sometimes taking a good drink of either milkshake, and of course more beer. Your head is sooo fuzzy and your body so warm. You feel like you were watching your body expand with every bite. You couldn't stop yourself from eating when in a trance like this. You hit your first wall with maybe a fifth of the tray left. Your gut gurgles testily, absolutely stretched out and burbling with fatty foods and booze. Your upper belly juts out further than the bottom of your belly hang and is as hard as a rock under the inches of flab. Your breath hitches and your pray you didn't get hiccups. Those were painful at this stage. You sit back and moan, rubbing your gut as gingerly as possible. In your state, it is not very gingerly. And this far gone, you can't help give it a few jostles to bounce it on your crotch. You gasp and automatically reach for a milkshake, finishing off the chocolate flavour entirely. Now you're so inebriated you feel like you phase in and out of existence. The weight of your stomach pins you down, and all you can do is stare at the ceiling, glassy-eyed and drooling a little. Your hands keep working at your flabby gut, releasing belches that just fall from your mouth. Some amount of time passes, you have no idea how much, and you start to come back to earth a little. You look back at your tray and light another hit of your bong. Your mouth should never be idle. You look at another beer, but the thought of it makes your belly flip, so you suck back almost all of the last milkshake. A new round of drunk washes over you, and you start working through those sandwiches and strawberries. Now you're much sloppier. You have to really focus on getting the next bites into your mouth. Some yogurt dip ends up on your face, but it's impressive you can even you can coordinate picking up the strawberry, dipping it, and bringing your hand to your mouth at all. You get through all of the strawberries, the last of the milkshake, the rest of the potatoes, and 2 of the sandwiches. One sandwich left. You feel like you can hear your stomach creaking now. Every breath is a struggle. Every burp and drunken hiccup makes you fear vomiting everything back up. Sweat drips down your forehead, and you find you can't lean forward to get the last sickly sweet sandwich. Once again, you are pinned to your spot. Your eyes feel swollen they're so dry, and cottonmouth is taking over with the milkshakes gone. You only have beer left, but you're so drunk your chin has started falling to your fat chest if you stop focusing on keeping your head up. Your overburdened body feels so light and so heavy at the same time. You try several times to reach for the beer, but you can't lift your arm much higher than the crest of your belly before you lose control and it falls back down. You are truly gone. Stoned out of your mind, too drunk to form a coherent thought, and so stuffed one wrong move could make you burst. Completely helpless. It can't have been more than five minutes of suffering in your semi-catatonic state when you somehow register the click of the front door. Like a summoned angel, Olivia has arrived in your time of need. You can't look up without the world spinning, but you know she's entered the room by the sound of her chuckle. "Oh, piggy. You were so close. A little bit too full?" You let out a rumbling burp in response. She starts dragging her nails over your taut flesh, and it's like sparks dance across your skin. You try to hold back a high-pitched gasp, but it's jostled out of you along with several burps as Olivia adds pressure to your gut. You devolve into pained and desperate moans burps and hiccups, making all of your fat jiggle constantly. "So tell me, baby, why is there food left?" She plants kisses on your belly, and the feeling lingers on your skin, making every nerve jolt awake. You can barely think as it is, and now she expects a verbal answer. "I -hic- couldnn reachit -hicURP-" your chin lulls back down, and your hiccups start in earnest. Your gut moves as one giant orb now, bouncing on your crotch. Had you tried, you would have realised this was the first time you couldn't reach around your belly to get off. Her eyes glint as she kisses up your many necks and flicks a nipple, making you gasp and throb. "Oh? Did piggy get beached? Did I put it too far away?" You try to nod, but you get one head motion before it falls back down. Fuck you are so drunk your body won't follow any direction at all. "I'll put it closer to you next time. Now, let's get the rest of this in you." Olivia shoves the last sandwich in your mouth as you once again fire off a burp. You're taken completely by surprise, and while your body won't obey you, it will certainly obey her, so you take a massive bite and swallow. Your moans and grumbles of weak protest are silenced by another bite. It takes about ten minutes, but she gets the rest of the sandwich in your mouth. You pant, hiccup, and burp, a cacophony of hedonistic indulgence. Olivia straddles one of your meaty thighs and begins to rub your belly in earnest, but letting her hands wander to whatever fold of fat she felt like fondling. "You've been such a good piggy today. Look at you. Completely stuck. You could burst." She lifts your chin up to meet her gaze, and her eyes are dark. "How do you feel, pig?" She wants you to answer verbally. Your slurring and struggling is enough to make her start dripping. Right now you don't know if you can form even a full word. Her nails dig into your stomach and you wince. "Answer me." You moan and try. "I'm sho -hic- full, Liv. It -burrp Hic- hurts to -hic- breathe." You belch and she drops your chins. As your head falls to the side, she becomes ravenous, and suddenly her rubs, grabs, and kisses get desperate. "You're such a desperate hog. Always gorging. You haven't been sober since the day you moved in." Her tongue traces along your purple hued stretch marks, and she grabs your love handles and shakes, making your entire body wobble. Your gut slaps your thighs and crotch, and you see stars. "Liv, -UUrapp- pleash -hic-" She rubs your fat chest, her eyes glinting. "What do you want, pet?" "I want...-hic- mae me huuge. Just a -hUrrp- ball... urr plaything." Olivia moans and grinds down on your meaty leg, pressing her lithe body into your pillowy excess. Every movement is shaking burps out of you. Heat pulses from your crotch, to your finger tips and toes, to the tip of your head and back of your eyes, to the center of your beyond aching gut. "Fuuu...me" She breathes in your ear and her hands work down your flab. "What was that, pig?" "Mmmm, fuck -urrrp- fuck me!" Finally, she obliges. #feedism #IntoxFeedism #IntoxStuffing #StonedStuffing #DrunkStuffing #IntoxFeedee #FeedismLiterature #StuffingLiterature