The Zoo/Do as he says.

From Create Your Own Story

It's no use fighting; he's too strong. And besides, he's right. For all you know, you might have been gay. It would explain why the muscles between your legs relax, exposing a slick slit in your scales. The bear strokes his sheath, coaxing out eight inches of dark red bear meat, the tip pointed, the shaft as fat as a sausage. He finds the opening in your armor and you gasp, a massive shudder wracking your body as he thrusts inside, the penetration making your entire groin tingle.

"You're a chilly little scalie, aren't you?" Jesse asks, rocking forward and driving his thick dick deeper. Your back arches, your breaths coming in short, quick gasps. "Tight little fucker, though. Can't tell if this is ass or pussy, but it don't matter, does it?"

You can't answer, a strange mewling sound coming from your throat. You've felt this feeling before, although you can't remember where or under what circumstances. It feels like cumming, like the intense, shuddering pleasure as you dump your load, but there's no end to it, you just lie there, shivering helplessly as the big bear huffs and puffs over you, slamming his cock into you again and again. You lose track of time, but after what feels like hours, Jesse growls and stiffens, his fat cock pulsing deep inside you as he splatters your insides with his thick bear juice.

You're still quivering when he slides out of you with a wet, sloppy pop and gets up.

"So, that's what we do to entertain ourselves around here," he says. "If you ever want another demonstration, come find me." You watch him lumber away, his little bear tail flicking back and forth as he walks. You whole body is tingling, your muscles weak and twitching. You can see other furries starting to notice you from around the enclosure and you know that it's only a matter of time before someone else will decide to have a go at you, unless you get up.

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