His crotch just felt such a natural place to be, it was hard to describe, but never the less you spent a great deal of time with his cock buried in your ass so you could be closer to and pressed against it in one way or another. So what came next also felt strangely natural...
Only natural when his cock seemed to swell inside you. Only natural when it slid in firmly and stopped pulling back out of you.
Nothing felt more natural than when you began to feel a warmth all around you and he seemed to be filling you more somehow. And it didn't even alarm you when you could sense something reaching your chest and spreading towards your throat and head.
Your mind is awash in hormones you can barely form a coherent thought, but you are living for the new sensations that are overwhelming you. You think to yourself, this is where you want to be, maybe even where you belong.
He wraps his rugged hands around you, grabbing you firmly, and he starts sliding up towards your head and back down again over where your arms are were? You hadn't noticed they were gone because neither you nor him intended on using them for anything again really.
You begin to recede, almost, even closer in towards him; becoming more the size of what had hung from that crotch you were so drawn to previously. That nest of hair you wanted to get lost in seems to start growing up around you, larger with the rest of your world, but you don't notice or can't notice, lost in some other way.
It feels natural when his rough textured fingers begin to grip tighter around you and he increases the pace at which he slides your now loose skin up and down, and you couldn't be bothered less by the way the excess skin bunches and brushes the underside of your new head.
In fact it's all so wonderful you finally give in completely, becoming so stiff you lose whatever remaining abilities you have to move or function really on your own. His hot load rises up through you from within and you are now just an eager channel. Uninhibited by any objections to it's freedom, the cum shoots from you and shoots hard, splattering on his leg and the floor.
The bear smiles as you fall flacid, deafeted or conquered almost in his eyes. The boys don't move much anymore after he cums, of course you were the first who didn't struggle the whole way through. He tucks you in back through the fly of the boxers he hadn't even cared to remove when this all started.
" If you keep shooting loads out like that, I might think twice about fusing other guys over you." He says.
You'd twitch in agreement or something if you could understand words or sentences anymore or if you could hear, see, smell, communicate, or were still fully sentient.
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