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Mama's turn By Strega

It was not the first time the three bears returned from their morning walk to find their cottage in a shambles. It wasn't even the first time this month, and Papa nodded sagely as he saw the empty or overturned porridge bowls and other signs of an uninvited visitor. The three bears had seen this before and they knew what to do.

Each cat-footed his or her way into a different part of the house, sniffing and peering around corners to see if their intruder was still there. Papa stood seven feet tall on his hindpaws and weighed six hundred pounds, with Mama not much smaller, so you would think they be worse at this than Baby. Baby was still clumsy in an adolescent way, though, and had to watch his step. The Story had required he stay young and small - at least for a bear - and so he had. There had to be a Baby Bear to go with Papa and Mama.

Like the others he knew it was most likely 'she' would be in his room, and she was. He opened the door silently and sure enough there was the golden curls and pink face of the latest Goldilocks to visit their cottage.

Their age and appearance varied, but their hair was always gold. On a shelf by the door was a jar of rendered deer fat he kept for just such occasions and more than one Goldilocks had been woken by a greased-up bear cock sliding into her. Baby might pass for a half-grown bear cub but in some ways he was fully adult.

Sometimes, early in his long life, they were happy to play along. They found him "Just right" (they were seemingly required to say that at some point) and he'd spend the day with them before she left via the window. Most often they struggled, and he would muffle their cries by taking the girl's entire head into his jaws. When he was sated and the thrusting was done his jaws would creep further over her, his forepaws helping push her in, until a last gulp sent her sliding down his throat. That Goldie's story would end in the belly of a bear, but Baby's story went on and he had to deal with the consequences of his actions.

At that point his parents hadn't figured out what was going on and there was the time Mama walked in and found Baby staring wide-eyed at her. Equally wide were the eyes of one of the friendlier Goldlocks whose lips were wrapped around her son's cock.

Then there were the couple of times Papa caught him in bed with the girl, which always ended in a threesome whether the girl wanted it to or not. Baby was well hung by human standards (or so the occasional friendly Goldilocks told him) but Papa was far larger and there hadn't been a girl yet who was happy to be stretched around him no matter which hole it went in.

Then there was the awkward question of what Mama got out of all this. She might get to eat the girl afterward, but Papa and Baby had much more fun than she did, at least at first.

The temptation was to just sneak into his room and not tell them he'd found her, but that had to be a hurried meeting, not a leisurely day of sex with a sometimes-willing girl. That meant a smaller chance of her cooperating, which meant he had to eat her. If he managed to muffle the growls that oozed up out of him as he mounted her, and her cries, and even the eventual belch, there was still no concealing a hundred-plus pound bulge in a two-hundred-pound bear. It took a couple of days to digest a meal that size and inevitably they found out.

Soon Papa and Mama were trying to get to Goldilocks first, too. The three would sneak into different parts of the house each hoping they'd luck out and find breakfast in bed. But the Story said she would be in Baby's bed and she usually was, so naturally they squabbled over who got to check his room.

It all came to a head when the three got into a violent argument in the hall before even checking the rooms. That Goldilocks escaped out a window and no one had any fun, or a meal, as a result.

To keep peace in the household, which was hundreds of years old though you wouldn't know it from looking at the bears, they agreed to take turns. And it was Mama's turn. Baby Bear sighed and waved to his parents, who had paused in the hall to give him time to look before they went off to check other rooms. Agreement or not they didn't trust him and in their place he wouldn't either.

Mama smiled and silently went past Baby into his room, which was full of toys both young and adult. Next to the Berenstain Bears book was the one on interspecies sex, the little teddy bear on the shelf had a knitted human hand hanging from its jaws, and the jointed wooden figures of a bear and a human girl were posed so there was little doubt they were very good friends indeed.

Baby's interests varied depending on the needs of the Story and sometimes he was more childlike than other times. The toy chest was full of games and more stuffed animals but there was only one toy in the room that interested Mama, and it was a toy named Goldilocks.

Baby and Papa watched from the door, able to join in only if invited. Mama might be impatient and hungry and simply gulp Goldie down asleep. More than one had woken only to a hot fleshy doom as they slid helplessly down the big bear sow's gullet. All the bears liked it when their meal struggled and Mama, particularly, got off on that.

She might invite Papa, or, perversely, even Baby over, and have them propel the panicked girl into her jaws with thrusts of their hips. It could end up as a foursome in any number of configurations. The only nearly-sure thing was that Goldie would end up in the belly of a bear and since it was Mama's turn, she was in charge.

Mama shucked off the pink nighty as she climbed up onto Baby's sturdy bed. It was obvious from the way she straddled Goldie's head that she was in the mood for some play before her meal. It wasn't the first time Baby and Papa had seen it and each grinned and elbowed the other as Mama sat on Goldie. It was always fun to see the girl jerk awake as the warm fragrant bear pussy squelched down onto her face. A paw the size of a man's head reached down and pulled Goldie upward, giving her no choice but to rub her face into the bear sow's sex.

After a hundred-plus years of visits from one Goldie after another Baby thought he'd seen it all. He personally got to decide what happened to half a dozen or more girls every year and maybe once every couple of years he chose to let one leave the cottage after a long day of mutually entertaining sex or, even more rarely, of simple play. Much more often the girl would be less friendly and he would settle down to digest his meal after a bout or three of thrusting. When it was his turn his parents often watched and he just as often watched their play when they had a Goldie to play with.

Mama bear moaned and ground herself against the squirming girl's face, tugging at Goldie in a way that showed she was already aroused. This Goldie had stretched out atop the covers of Baby's bed and there was nothing to muffle the struggles as the girl kicked and squirmed and tried to push Mama away. She might as well have tried to uproot a mountain. This was one of the older Goldies, probably close to twenty years old, but Mama weighed four times as much as her toy and wasn't going anywhere until she was satisfied.

It was only gradually that Baby realized anything different from the norm was happening. He'd seen Mama face-sit before and himself had been in the girl's position more than once. The three bears had no secrets from each other after so many turns of the Story. Or so Baby had thought.

With a feral moan Mama rose up on her knees and to Baby's surprise Goldie came with her. He saw Papa nod out of the corner of his eye as he suddenly realized that it wasn't Mama's paw that had pulled the girl's shoulders off the blankets. Goldie's entire head had disappeared into the wet pink folds of Mama's sex, which refused to let her slip back out.

Mama growled and ground herself into the covers again and Baby's eyes went wide as Goldie's shoulders were pushed whole into his mother's sex. He had seen it expand around a face or muzzle or paw before but he had never thought it would stretch that much. Goldie kicked and pulled at the covers but Mama reached down once more and gripped the girl's waist with one big paw. Once more the bear sow growled and ground herself against her toy and Goldie's upper arms slipped out of sight into the slippery bear pussy.

"Papa," Baby gasped, and pawed at his father to get his attention. But Papa's paw was down the front of his overalls and truth be told his own sheath was swollen hard in his shorts. With the lack of embarrassment a hundred and fifty years of living together brought reached down and rubbed himself. The two male bears indulged themselves as Mama fell onto all fours, half a teenage girl hanging from her sex.

With a long lusty growl Mama tensed, her short tail flagging back and forth and her heavy breasts swaying. Muscles moved in her broad thighs as she arched her back and her belly pulsed and rippled. Baby's eyes went wide once more as with a long wet slurp Goldie was sucked in past her waist. The girl's arms were pinned to her sides and she could only kick frantically at the covers as Mama tensed once more.

Baby would have said it was impossible, but more than one Goldie had said that to him, too, usually as she was swallowed feetfirst and whole. Mama growled and almost barked as she shifted her hips, then bore down once more. Goldie's dress was pressed tight to her flesh as it was sucked into Mama's sex along with the girl and it was damp for inches outside the stretched pink folds as droplets of fluid sprayed forth with each slurp. Mama was enjoying himself as Baby had rarely seen.

Goldie's lower legs were all that was left and Baby let out a surprised grunt of his own. He'd almost forgotten he was rubbing himself but his body had not forgotten and he regretted not pulling his shorts down. It was too late now and he'd be washing them at the stream later. At the moment he just thrust against his paw as he came, eyes never leaving the pink stretched sex and the disappearing girl.

Mama stretched out her muzzle and moaned and suddenly there was nothing left of Goldie but a bulge in Mama's furry belly and a pair of shoes half wrapped in sex. Baby tried to remember to take the clothes off his meals but sometimes he got carried away too and if his mother was concerned about the wrapper on her toy she showed no signs. With a last feral growl she tensed and the shoes were sucked out of sight. Mama's lumpy belly drooped and squirmed as the girl disappeared but in moments her sex shrank from its outrageous distention back to its usual shape and had he not seen it with his own eyes Baby would never have believed it. This Goldie was more than half his weight and Mama had swallowed her up with her sex with no apparent effort at all.

Papa was still rubbing himself as Mama sprawled out atop her newly bulgy abdomen, but Baby had recovered enough for curiousity to rouse. He knew what happened to people that a bear swallowed, obviously, but...

"Will she spit her back out, Papa?"

"What do you think, son," his father growled, and just then a wet belch bubbled out of Mama's sex. Goldie had gone in dress, shoes and all and Baby was suddenly sure the girl wouldn't be coming out. Not looking the way she did going in, anyway, and maybe not even from the same hole. But that raised another question.

"Papa, if Mama can suck people into her - you know - and digest them, then how did I happen?" How could Mama have a cub if she digested everything that ended up in there?

"Some questions it's best not to ask, son," growled Papa as he pulled off his overalls. Papa and Baby were less humanoid than Mama and it was on all fours that he climbed up onto the bed. Papa's ponderous erection was out of its sheath and bumped into Mama's thigh as he climbed up over her. Baby hadn't seen him grab the jar of fat but he saw the grease as the big bear reached down to lube himself up.

Mama knew what was coming and shifted herself expertly to meet the tip that pressed beneath her tail. Her sex was still visibly loose after swallowing an entire girl but her anus was not and the two big bears growled in unison as Papa mounted her. Baby's bed was sturdy for a reason, sometimes having to support the weight of up to three bears and a single doomed human.

Mama's belly twitched as Papa humped but Baby knew that wasn't the big bear's cock. Goldie must feel it and still kicked and squirmed. There was no escape for the girl but her struggles aroused Mama even more and she let out a long growl of passion as Papa's cock slid in and out beneath her tail. Papa knew his wife's urges well and had saved himself for this, not spending himself in his shorts like Baby. It was still fun to watch and the young bear was soon aroused again himself.

The two were far too engrossed in each other for Baby to join in as had happened on other occasions, but there was no reason not to enjoy himself. Baby pulled down his sticky shorts and reached into the toy chest for his favorite stuffed animal. It was a cute bandit-masked raccoon that Mama had very kindly sewn a new, softly lined opening in just for him.

In a moment there were three bears growling, Papa going at Mama like nobody's business and Baby enthusiastically humping his raccoon. Only Goldie, trapped in the sweltering caustic hell of Mama's womb and slowly being digested lost out, but that was all right. Next time a Goldie showed up it was Baby's turn to decide what to do with her, and he had some new ideas about that.