Bear Tickles

Story by Cantbearitanymore123 on SoFurry

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Its just a story about a bear who tickles a human, and then uses him as something to fart on, and she tortures him, and gets really naughty with him.


*Warning* there is going to be some really sexy stuff in this, so just be prepared... (Okay, nothing too bad.)

When I awoke, I was on a gloomy, narrow street. I had no idea how I got there, seriously. Without thinking, I just started walking along the road, hoping I could find my way out.

After a few minutes of walking, I see someone in shorts and a T-shirt, waiting just ahead of me. I run towards them, and they turn to look at me.

Their face is covered in black fur, with his arms and legs being the same. He and I just stare at each other for what seems like forever. Finally, the furry stranger backs away slowly, then turns the corner.

I don't pursue him.

I think I just saw a bear. Oh, come on. I'm a little in shock. What was I doing last to put me in this place? Was I looking at bear stories on SoFurry again?

Then, the limo showed up. Inside, I knew I should probably be running away, but if a soul could help me know where I was, it was in that limousine.

The door opened, and two bears stepped out, both wearing black outfits and sunglasses.

"Human, halt." The first spoke like a bear should: Deep, but with sincerity. "You must come with us, or we will take you by force."

If you can believe it, I got in. No fight, no questions, nothing. Maybe they would take me to someone that could help me go back to my own world. A bear sat on either side of me, squishing me in between them. "Hey," I said, trying to make conversation. "Exactly where-"

I was cut off by a paw being held to my mouth, and the sweet smell of something. Whatever it was, I fell asleep in an instant.

When I awake the second time, I hope I'm home. Nope.

Instead, I'm in a white room. I sat up and gave it a look. there was nothing in it but white walls, floor, and ceiling. I didn't even see a door.

Then, I see the bear. She (Yes, I can tell.) is wearing a kind of dress, with nothing else. She is huge, with her neat black fur covering her entire self. She's just looking at me like we look at bears in a zoo. Then, I realize how she's sitting. Like a human, on her rump with her legs spread out.

"Wha..." I groaned, unable to make words. "Hello, human." The bear spoke with a deep voice, licking her lips as she spoke.

"Who are you?" I ask, and she smiles. "You do not need to know that." "What do you want with me?"

"Ah, human, let me explain. My henchmen find you on the street, alone. You are the only human we have ever seen. I decided to take you for myself before anyone else got a hold of you. So, you are now mine."

"I'm not your property." I said quietly. "Oh yes you are, human. I will do what I want to do with you. Speaking of that, come here so I can look at you better."

I didn't move any closer to the bear, so she came close to me instead. I found myself backed into a corner, unable to do anything. The bear stands to her full height, on two feet, and holds out her arms in a hug-like gesture.

I know if I don't move forward and give in to the hug, I'm going to smother in the fur as it backs me against the wall. So I walk forward and let the bear take me.

Her arms are strong, and I feel the fur as I am pushed in, It feels nice and smooth, and smells even better. This bear's fat was huge, and I admit, I liked it.

She keeps me there for a second, then she grabs me around the waist with her paws. I am lifted into the air, so my body is adjacent with the bear's face.

"Now, look at how much clothing humans wear! I think we should both strip down, just so we have room to breathe! And, without warning, she flipped me over, now holding me by my ankles, and slowly peeled off my left shoe. Then, she did the same with the right.

She took off both my socks, put them in the shoes, and threw them to the corner of the room. She touched my soles gingerly, and I twitched. The bear laughed.

"Is someone a wittle ticklish?" "N-no." I lied. The truth was, I was extremely ticklish. If someone even mentioned the word _tickle _I would smile. "Don't worry, I'll take off the rest of your clothes, I might have a little fun with your feet."

Then, she took off both my underwear and pants, leaving my bottom completely exposed. And finally, she took off my shirt. I was completely vulnerable now, and the bear set me down gently. "Now, you can watch while I get undressed!"

Sure enough, the dress came down, revealing a pretty large ass. It was also covered with fur, and surprisingly clean. She threw all of it to join my shoes and socks, then turned back to face me. "Now that we can all breathe, I'll introduce myself. I am Rose, but you will call me mistress."

Rose smiled as she looked upon my sensitive body, and then she said, "and now we can have a little fun."

She lumbered toward me, not running, but giving me about three seconds to breathe before the bear tickled me.

When she caught me, I was struggling, trying to get out of the bear's grasp. She had me by the ankles, and there was nothing I could do except punch at the bear's fat, which would probably be a relaxing belly massage for Rose.

I felt the first claw down my right foot, going from the balls of my feet, and the arches, then up to my toes. I giggled, and I knew the bear had much more in for me. Rose continued stroking my foot, savoring my laughter. Then, she switched to the left, making even more laughter.

Then, she began licking my left foot with her tongue. The slimy, wet tongue went around and around and around, torturing my feet. Rose switched again, and said, "Your feet taste great. nice and salty." "S-stop, P-p-please!" I begged.

But Rose continued and I kept begging, and when she finally let me catch my breath, she began to breathe heavily on my feet. The hot breath forced me to relax, but I knew the bear wasn't done with me yet.

"So, your feet taste great!" Rose said evilly, and so, I think I deserve some more! A lot more, actually. Like THIS!" Rose plunged my feet into her mouth, her teeth raking against my soles, tickling them to death. Her tongue wrapped around my toes, sucking on them. I was in tickle hell, crying from laughter and begging Rose to stop.

After fifteen minutes of this, Rose finally spat me out. Still holding me by the ankles, she made my face level with hers. "How was that?"

I didn't respond. If I did, all it would be was laughter. I managed, "Is that it?" "Are you ticklish anywhere else?" There was no way I was telling her I was ticklish in about four other places, all much more ticklish then my feet.

"Well, I'll be right back with some restraints for you. And while I'm gone, savor the fact you can breathe. Because when I tickle you, I won't be going easy on you like I did." With that, Rose left in a flash of light.

When she returned, she had four restraints, conveniently on the floor, "Well? Hook yourself up!" I lay down on the floor, and then I couldn't move. The restraints refused to let my arms and legs move, and I couldn't escape.

"Alright, so I'll give you a choice: You tell me where you're ticklish, and I promise I won't tickle too hard. Or, you can just me find out." Rose had put herself over my legs, her head directly over my belly. Her fur surrounded the rest of my lower body, making a very nice blanket. She was much lighter then she looked.

"I'm not telling you." I answered. "Very well. I forgot to mention I have a very good sense of smell, so good, in fact, that I can smell fear and weakness. Therefore, I'm sure I can find where you are ticklish anyway."

_Uh-oh. _The bear put her wet nose to my belly. Rose took a deep sniff, and then smiled. "Is someone's tummy ticklish?" The wolfish grin on her face told me I was in trouble.

Rose put both claws on my belly, and I braced myself.

The tickles were agony. Rose dragged her claws across my tummy, and I lost it. I laughed and laughed, unable to beg due to lack of breath.

"My,my. Your tummy is ticklish! Maybe I should give it some raspberries!" Rose put her mouth down to my stomach and gave it hell.

For each torturous rasberry, Rose also stroked my sides, making me see nothing but tears. Saliva soon covered every inch of my ticklish belly, and Rose made note of this.

"You know, if your feet taste good, your tummy should taste better!" "Please!" I pleaded for mercy. But, Rose simply gives me that smile again, and the slimy, wet tongue is back, this time licking my belly.

I feel it as it begins on my bellybutton, and it goes back and forth, but it tickles less. I can actually breathe for once, and I take in the air.

Rose finishes with my tummy, and moves on to my ribs. "So, my ticklish friend, I'm not sure how many ribs a human has. So I will have to count them all!"

She then proceeds to tickle my ribs, and miscounts three times. During all of this, i am screaming in laughter. Rose's fur moves up and down, the warmth of her fur leaving my legs and lower body and returning again.

"Well, that was fun! Now, I believe there's a saying: Life's the PITS!" Rose begins licking my armpits, while her claws are moving up and down my sides. Her body now covers my chest, leaving only my neck and pits exposed to air.

The bear sniffs inside my armpits and then tickles them mercilessly. I squirm and struggle, but there is nothing I can do.

When she finally stops, Rose lifts herself off me. "You are a great tickle victim! I think we should do this more often! But, for being such a good boy..."

*Sexual stuff starts here*

Rose leans down, and puts my crotch in her mouth. The bear sucks in breath, and I feel it. She blows out, making me relax myself. She begins sucking on it, and her tongue wraps itself around. I giggle, and I'm actually liking this.

She stops and grins, and undos my restraints. "Do what i say, and I will reward you more." Rose says. "Now, stick your crotch up my ass. I promise it will be fun!"

I walk up to the furry rump, and stick it in. It's strangely warm, and then I feel the air. The bear farts, but the air is still with my crotch, unable to escape. I move it around, feeling the slimy insides.

I withdraw, then I bend down. Rose farts, and I take a whiff. I rub each buttcheek, feeling the fur. I stick both feet up her ass, and she chuckles.

"Okay, lay down, and let me use you as a toilet." I obey, and Rose puts her rump directly over my face. She farts over and over, and the smell is unbearable.

"Finally, get in my belly, and no, I'm not going to chew. It doesn't hurt." The bear grabs me, and I slide down her throat. Her stomach was slimy and warm. I actually went to sleep for a few hours.

When I was pooped out, Rose took me to a room with a lone matress. She said, "If you want to snuggle in my fur, go on the bed." I did, and the bear lay on top of me. Her smooth fur was comfy, and the bear even breathed hot air on my face. She also occasionly farted, making the room smell unpleasant.

I drifted into dreams, sleeping with my master, and ready for the sexual crotch sucking and tickling tomorrow.