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Daddy Bear Package
🕑 Added 2023-05-16 15:57:53 +0000 UTCMark brought in a package from his doorstep, wondering what came when he hadn't ordered anything. He opened it to find a black and brown pair of swim briefs, 'Daddy Bear' written on its waistband. He was confused until he checked the mailing address and it made sense. The package was meant to be delivered to one of his fag neighbors. Mark shook his head, bringing it over to the trash can planning to throw it out when he got a strange feeling that he should try it on.
"Why not?" He thought, bringing it into his bedroom and beginning to strip.
He was surprised at how comfortable it was, the elastic fitting his body well. Guess the gays knew their clothes after all. He decided to leave it on for now, tainting the perverse attire with his sweaty cock. There was a strange satisfaction he hadn't felt before at that thought, his groin stirring, but he shrugged it off, starting to complete the rest of his day.
Despite the light outfit he found himself beginning to sweat more than usual just walking around the house. He quickly grew sore in his lower back and legs, trying to do his best to ignore it until something at the bottom of his vision caught his eye. He was in the middle of doing laundry when he caught something white jiggling right at the bottom of his vision. He was in the middle of doing laundry, constantly seeing something white jiggling as he moved clothes over machines. He grew more and more annoyed by it until he finally looked down to try to address it.
He didn't know what he was looking at, a messy white expanse swallowing the bottom of his vision. He gasped when it finally came into focus, revealing a thick white carpet of hair that stretched over his chest sitting a good few inches in front of his chin. He placed his hand on his body, confirming what he was seeing. He had never been hairy, but now a forest of curls spread over his skin, pricked by his fingers as he moved his palm over it. What he felt was his body gave easily under pressure, his digits sinking into the soft massive expanse and moving to his slightest touch.
Panicked he hurried back to his bedroom to look in the mirror, each heavy step sending a shockwave through his entire figure. He stopped once he finally saw himself in the glass, drinking in what had happened. His body spread out under his face, layers of fat wrapping over him giving him a plush round appearance. His head was bald, his chin coated in a white beard surrounded by a low second chin, his face chubby without a neck. Two fat tits sat above a gelatinous belly, the crease between his hanging midriff and thick legs hiding the straps of his briefs.
He was distracted by a knock on the door, panicking as it began to open realizing he never locked it. His neighbor walked in, turning to see Mark standing there in his massive glory. Mark felt his heart skip a beat seeing him, affection gripping his heart looking at the cute cub in a way he hadn't seen him before.
"I think my package might have been left here, do you happen to have it?" The neighbor asked approaching, a devious look in his eyes.
