Bear Park

You were walking along in the park when you passed a shirtless older gentleman in glasses going the other way. You couldn't help but be disgusted by the view of their body. Underneath their beard, hair spread across their entire surface, so thick in some places that you couldn't see the skin underneath. Even though their figure was built, all you saw them as was an ape. You couldn't comprehend who in their right mind would allow their body to become so brutishly unattractive, much less exposed for everyone else to see.

Something about the moment caused it to stick in your mind as you continued walking. You felt shivers run through you as the scene replayed, reimagining the way the man strode toward you, how his fur drifted in the breeze. The way you felt repulsed only made you more enamored, unable to tear your thoughts away from it. You could recall his smell from when you passed him, how his sweat was caught in the wind. His odor had filled the air with its salty earthy tone. Your brows furrowed. You didn't need to recall it. You could still smell it, and it was growing stronger.

Your attention shifted back to the park from being distracted, only now realizing how much more packed the area was than usual. Realizing how much older and hairier the crowd was around you. Almost every man in eyesight looked the same as the earlier beast, the level of clothing varying dramatically. The smell was much worse than you remembered.

You were trying to figure out what the hell was going on when you felt a strong grip on your shoulder, turning you around to face the brute you saw first.

"You doing alright, cub?" They asked.

Before you could respond, his scent hit you nose like a train. Standing this close to him you could smell the air drifting up from his body, the sweat that had soaked into the carpet on his skin, the smell from his exposed pit under the arm he was holding you. Your thoughts screeched to a halt, drowning in the humidity surrounding him.

"That's alright, bub" He said, recognizing your gaze glazing over.

You couldn't hear him. Your olfactory sense had shot your nerves, your mind unable to process anything.

The man smiled looking at your dumbfounded expression, happy seeing the light in your eyes slowly snuffed out by his presence. In moments a similar dopey expression overtook your face as he pulled you into a hug, embracing you with his warm furry body.

"I'm gonna make you feel so good, boy" He said, leading you away under his arm. You could only follow as the sense of submission flooded your system, leaving you prone to his dominance.