Big Bear Babes
When the Anthros Came to Town
chapter 19
by
copier
· original author:
redhurricane
You blink your eyes in surprise. "Excuse me Varvara, did you say this polar lady was your mate?" Galina smiles and nods her head as she smiles and you hold onto the hairs on her nose to avoid falling off. "And what is wrong with that?" asks Varvara. "On Zoonova, love is love." You take it anthros didn't see homosexuality as bizarre as humans did. Then again Ruby and Sapphira were lovers. "It's no problem with me," you say. "I just didn't really think of anthros as..."
Galina lets out a laugh. "Of course not, what would humans think first except for titanic wild beasts. We're 10,000 feet tall and we come in different varieties..." Before Galina finishes that sentence, Varvara walks up behind her and puts her hands on her polar wife's breasts. "But differences end there. You are guest. You stay as long as you want Alan. If it is okay with Galina." Galina lets out a giggle and feels Varvara's large thighs as the grizzly feels her polar mate's belly. "Oh come on Varvara, he's hiding from Ruby. He can live with us as long as he needs to. In fact, he's so small he could live on one of us."
Galina had a point there, these bear girls had strands of fur the size of buildings and were so widely built that humans could colonize them. So what if they were lesbians. Giant lesbian bears, who would've thought of such a thing. But then Galina turns around with you still on her nose and you slip and grab hold of her lower lip as she puckers up. You turn your head to see Varvara's own lips and gasp. You were in for a kiss between two ursine giantesses. The lips touch and you're trapped in the middle. You struggle to try and get them to know you're there, but the lesbian bears are too wrapped up in their embrace to notice and you get pulled back and fourth until you're drenched in bear drool.
Eventually you slip down between their chins and begin to fall. At first you scream but then you land softly and slip deep into one of their cleavages. You try to get up but your wiggling makes you sink down even farther. You don't even know which bear girl you're on because all you see are the bottoms of their fur, too much too get a color. But you do see blackish skin beneath the fur and hear the bears talking.
"Oopsie," says Galina. "Forgot the little guy was on me?" "I felt him in mouth," says Varvara. "You think we swallowed him." "I doubt it. He's most likely in our hair, literally." But who are you on? You're less than the size of a snow flea to these bear girls.
Galina lets out a laugh. "Of course not, what would humans think first except for titanic wild beasts. We're 10,000 feet tall and we come in different varieties..." Before Galina finishes that sentence, Varvara walks up behind her and puts her hands on her polar wife's breasts. "But differences end there. You are guest. You stay as long as you want Alan. If it is okay with Galina." Galina lets out a giggle and feels Varvara's large thighs as the grizzly feels her polar mate's belly. "Oh come on Varvara, he's hiding from Ruby. He can live with us as long as he needs to. In fact, he's so small he could live on one of us."
Galina had a point there, these bear girls had strands of fur the size of buildings and were so widely built that humans could colonize them. So what if they were lesbians. Giant lesbian bears, who would've thought of such a thing. But then Galina turns around with you still on her nose and you slip and grab hold of her lower lip as she puckers up. You turn your head to see Varvara's own lips and gasp. You were in for a kiss between two ursine giantesses. The lips touch and you're trapped in the middle. You struggle to try and get them to know you're there, but the lesbian bears are too wrapped up in their embrace to notice and you get pulled back and fourth until you're drenched in bear drool.
Eventually you slip down between their chins and begin to fall. At first you scream but then you land softly and slip deep into one of their cleavages. You try to get up but your wiggling makes you sink down even farther. You don't even know which bear girl you're on because all you see are the bottoms of their fur, too much too get a color. But you do see blackish skin beneath the fur and hear the bears talking.
"Oopsie," says Galina. "Forgot the little guy was on me?" "I felt him in mouth," says Varvara. "You think we swallowed him." "I doubt it. He's most likely in our hair, literally." But who are you on? You're less than the size of a snow flea to these bear girls.
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