(STORY) CURSED TEDDY

A hairy cursed teddy bear idea that came from my patreon.
#GRANT AND THE CURSED TEDDY
He’d found the small bear by the roadside. It was grubby and covered in dirt but something had drawn Grant to it. Now in his car he kept glancing at it on the seat beside him. It looked like an ordinary stuffed teddy bear. Brown, with a pale chest, with his arms and legs stuck out from his belly. Other than the dirt and grime, it might be savable. “Never know-“ Grant chuckled “-might be worth something”
Pulling up outside his small flat, he grabbed his work bag and threw the small bear inside. It wasn’t long before he was inside and kicking off his heavy boots, before slowly wondering to the sofa and dumping the bag. Turning on the TV and reaching down to small fridge for a beer. He tried to relax but for some reason, he kept noticing  the foot of the bear, up side down, sticking out the top of the bag. Talking to no one he reached over “Oh fine, you can sit up here” tugging the bear free and placing it on the sofa beside him. Grant chuckled to himself. What would his mates say if they saw him now? “Here ya go” he said now speaking to the bear directly as he grabbed a spare beer and placed it between the bears legs. It looked comically big.
“Now ya look the part fella-oh-” Grant was cut off as noticed a slight pain in his gut. “Damn-beers-ugh-gassy-muhh” as he wiggled in in place.
His stomach suddenly rumbled loudly as a gut wrenching burp forced out his mouth. “BURRUUUUUUUAAAAAPPPPPPPPPPP-FUCK!” he yelled out as he tried to hold his stomach and get up. But as he tried he felt his whole body start to itch. His shirt was starting to catch on him, rubbing in new places as it started to feel a bit tighter. He started to pull it off, yanking it over his head as he was confronted with what was under it. Hair! Thick and still growing! It was joining together, from his beard stubble to his chest, weaving over his sides and crawling up his back. “Fuck w-what the hell is this?!” But he wasn’t done, not by a long shot. “BURRRAAAAAP” “FRRRRRRRRRRRRRT” A long belch, followed by a longer uncontrollable wet fart that stank way more than he ever thought possible. His hair was matting together now and becoming a full fur coat. Grant could never go outside and not let the world know he was hairy from head to toe ever again. Even if he shaved, he’d look like he was wearing a hairy t-shirt and couldn’t ever remove his shirt.
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Next his neck began to tighten up, arms and belly getting thicker by the second. All the while Grant kept burping and farting. Soon the hair was even thicker and his whole front was a dense black felt. There as no join between the hair anymore, it was all one thick patch forcing any clothes open no matter what he might have tried. His socks burst down the sides his feet became comically huge, maybe size 15, no 16, they grew in front of his eyes as he watched in awe struck horror. His boxers were all that was left, now only just holding on. “Nah mate, I gotta-BRUUUAPP-stop this-BURPOPP-Fuck why can’t I stop!”
“That’d-UNG-be me buddy” said a strained voice by his side. Grant slowly turned to see the small teddy bear now standing, slowly walking to the edge of the sofa. Every step it grew larger, legs becoming longer and longer, arms streaching, muscles piled on a gut of human flesh popped forwards when finally he jumped to the floor, now a growing hulk Grant could watch as clothes began to appear on the man. Now 5ft, and wearing a jean jacket, arms almost tearing the fabric open, 6ft and his shirt had formed into a tight vest. The huge bear of a man seemed to stop growing at 7ft.“FUCK ME! That is better fella” he leant forwards to slap Grants widening belly. “BURRRAAAAAAPPPPP” Grant couldn’t help but burp as his tight gut bounced from the impact. “W-What the hell is this?! What’s -FRRRRRRRRRRT- WHO ARE YOU?! Ya fucking bea-BURRRRAP-ta fucking bear! Turn me back!” Grant tried to reach forwards but with a small gesture the man poked his belly and suddenly it expanded by a foot on all sides, like it had been inflated suddenly, throwing Grant back into the chair. Pining his back and legs apart.
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“nuh uh mate, sorry but I’ve been trapped like that for years fella. I ain’t going back for no one, your gonna have to suck it up now” Grant tried to reach forwards but again, another loud pop and suddenly each arm seemed to lock in place, his chest expanded and hairs began to creep up his face. “Please, I’ll do anything-BURRRRAP- just make it stop!”’ The huge man just laughed as grant started to shrink. He could feel himself getting stockier and rounder. His Gut was now 50% of his view. “I-can-t-I can’t-Burrrap’” and just like that Grants mouth was no more. He sank backwards in the chair as his arms finally puffed up and his boxers slid away. His junk now hidden in fur as he shrank down and at long last.
POP
His body fixed into position as grant screamed out. A massive hairy hand reached down to grab him. Well I got dumped in a fucking bin mate by my dude, and you wasn’t exactly nice to me either was ya” Grant didn’t answer.
“Well, I know just the dirty alley you can get lost in. Your coming with me to the gay bar mate. Plenty of bears there will want a new mascot”
Grant was taken away from his house, and his life. Next thing he knew he was being handed over to some group in a club and then, the following morning he was duck taped to the front of a truck by someone he didn’t recognize. Driven away and forgotten until he could find some unsuspecting guy to find him again.
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Thanks to KELL for the ideas! 
Please do them coming guys!