Bear Boyfriend

My boyfriend had been insecure about his thinning hair for a while now, constantly worrying about it as he watched himself going bald. I hoped to surprise him, finding some hair-growth shampoo online before going to mix it with his usual all-in-one. I was excited to see the results, but I hadn't expected them to happen so soon.

The next morning it felt like I was waking up next to a human sized teddy bear, a warm furry body pressing against my side. I threw back the covers and jumped to the foot of the bed, looking in shock over my boyfriend's body. He was covered in thick, dark fur. He looked almost like an animal, his body enveloped in a soft fuzzy coat. The heavy amount on his legs and back formed a shadow around him, a dark outline of wiry tuft.

That's when the smell hit me. It was like he had been outside all day, his body covered in a dry layer of sweat and pheromones. His musk overwhelmed the room, quickly filling my lungs. The scent was intoxicating, quickly sending a shiver through my body.

Something inside my head changed. My vision went foggy as my skin crawled with arousal, my system sent into overdrive. He stirred as my weight pressed down on the back of his legs, opening his eyes and seeing the state of his body.

"What the- What happened?" He asked, shocked at the amount of curls on his arms.

He was aware for a second before I pressed my face between his furry cheeks, unable to control myself as my tongue began lubing his hole.

"Why- oohhh" He moaned, shivers traveling up his body as I toyed his button with my mouth. He began to shake while I rimmed him, his fur dragging through my fingers with my tongue sliding in and out of his hot, wet hole. I could feel his hair tickling my face, his body a soft pillow that I couldn't stop from smothering myself in.

I had finally felt my cock grow hard enough to stop, unable to resist any longer as I rose behind him and slipped my cock into his tight furry crack. A new wave of sweat had already broke through his skin, its smell driving my system even more insane. The sensation of his curls dragging against my skin was incredible as I pushed myself inside him, watching his body melt into the bed underneath us.

I couldn't remember much after that. I don't know how long we took, but it didn't matter much. Each morning after was the same, his body a compliant toy meant to be stuffed. I don't think he cared about his hair anymore, too preoccupied with being used constantly for anything to ever matter again.