Unbearable Mr. Bear
Sometimes, all you need is a hug...
- May 9, 2025
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So...I got some inspiration today and, as usual, wrote a short erotica. It's a really weird thing that probably will only arouse me and disgust everyone else but...I dunno, I feel proud somewhat, it feels well written. Hell, I even did versions with male, female and neutral protagonists, which I though would appease some people.
Also, if you have any thoughts or questions about it, I'll be happy to hear them and try to respond to the best of my ability.
Tags: erotica, protagonist choice, short, science.
Also, if you have any thoughts or questions about it, I'll be happy to hear them and try to respond to the best of my ability.
Tags: erotica, protagonist choice, short, science.
As the 62 hour mark passes by, the dopamine drive and electroshock machines implanted on the depths of my brain work hard to not leave any space to anything but raw, pure pleasure. My cock has been hard this whole time, and would be ejaculating constantly if my balls haven't been emptied an hour after starting this living dream. Every muscle is tense, spasming wildly, to the point of intense cramp pain, but no pain ever reaches my mind anymore.
Bodily fluids are splattered and soaked around me. My shaft is a waterfall of precum, and I lost control of my bowels and my bladder weeks ago. The smell is agonizingly putrid, or it would be, if my senses were not already ravaged by the overdose of chemicals. I moan and laugh uncontrollably to the mental images that flash by, impossible desires made real by the constant hallucinogen my body is drowned in, yet I can enjoy each and everyone fully, multiple times, as my overclocked nerves are able to feel everything at an astronomical pace.
My heart rate and pressure is on the roof, as every corner of my body positively throbs almost visibly. Veins pop up, my skin reddens, I sweat profusely at being on literal heat, an estrus so transcendental that would make every single being in my vicinity to want to breed with me.
The weeks felt like decades of decadence inside my mind. Every fantasy, every fetish, every desire, fulfilled in every way possible, and some impossible. New desires flowering every minute, and being explored for hours on end. As I reach the climax of climaxes, tears of happiness flow down my face like a river, and I start screaming at the top of my lungs at an orgasm so powerful it would destroy any being's psyche.
It lasts for hours, until my body cannot cope with the monumental task of maintaining this paradise of senses. My heart starts beating faster, and I feel like I'm going to explode. Every orifice of my body is flooded by jets of hot, boiling blood, and soon I start to falter, and wither away at the end of a journey that would make anyone unsuitable for further life.
As I go towards the light, my mind, now calmed down and tired, can only think of one thing: Thankfulness. That was how I wanted to end, and as scared as I was before, now there is nothing but peace.
Nothing...but peace.
Bodily fluids are splattered and soaked around me. My shaft is a waterfall of precum, and I lost control of my bowels and my bladder weeks ago. The smell is agonizingly putrid, or it would be, if my senses were not already ravaged by the overdose of chemicals. I moan and laugh uncontrollably to the mental images that flash by, impossible desires made real by the constant hallucinogen my body is drowned in, yet I can enjoy each and everyone fully, multiple times, as my overclocked nerves are able to feel everything at an astronomical pace.
My heart rate and pressure is on the roof, as every corner of my body positively throbs almost visibly. Veins pop up, my skin reddens, I sweat profusely at being on literal heat, an estrus so transcendental that would make every single being in my vicinity to want to breed with me.
The weeks felt like decades of decadence inside my mind. Every fantasy, every fetish, every desire, fulfilled in every way possible, and some impossible. New desires flowering every minute, and being explored for hours on end. As I reach the climax of climaxes, tears of happiness flow down my face like a river, and I start screaming at the top of my lungs at an orgasm so powerful it would destroy any being's psyche.
It lasts for hours, until my body cannot cope with the monumental task of maintaining this paradise of senses. My heart starts beating faster, and I feel like I'm going to explode. Every orifice of my body is flooded by jets of hot, boiling blood, and soon I start to falter, and wither away at the end of a journey that would make anyone unsuitable for further life.
As I go towards the light, my mind, now calmed down and tired, can only think of one thing: Thankfulness. That was how I wanted to end, and as scared as I was before, now there is nothing but peace.
Nothing...but peace.
As the 62 hour mark passes by, the dopamine drive and electroshock machines implanted on the depths of my brain work hard to not leave any space to anything but raw, pure pleasure. My clit has been hard this whole time, and my pussy would be contracting constantly if its strained muscles haven't been snapped an hour after starting this living dream. Every muscle is tense, spasming wildly, to the point of intense cramp pain, but no pain ever reaches my mind anymore.
Bodily fluids are splattered and soaked around me. My cunt is a river of thick vaginal fluid, and I lost control of my bowels and my bladder weeks ago. The smell is agonizingly putrid, or it would be, if my senses were not already ravaged by the overdose of chemicals. I moan and laugh uncontrollably to the mental images that flash by, impossible desires made real by the constant hallucinogen my body is drowned in, yet I can enjoy each and everyone fully, multiple times, as my overclocked nerves are able to feel everything at an astronomical pace.
My heart rate and pressure is on the roof, as every corner of my body positively throbs almost visibly. Veins pop up, my skin reddens, I sweat profusely at being on literal heat, an estrus so transcendental that would make every single being in my vicinity to want to breed with me.
The weeks felt like decades of decadence inside my mind. Every fantasy, every fetish, every desire, fulfilled in every way possible, and some impossible. New desires flowering every minute, and being explored for hours on end. As I reach the climax of climaxes, tears of happiness flow down my face like a river, and I start screaming at the top of my lungs at an orgasm so powerful it would destroy any being's psyche.
It lasts for hours, until my body cannot cope with the monumental task of maintaining this paradise of senses. My heart starts beating faster, and I feel like I'm going to explode. Every orifice of my body is flooded by jets of hot, boiling blood, and soon I start to falter, and wither away at the end of a journey that would make anyone unsuitable for further life.
As I go towards the light, my mind, now calmed down and tired, can only think of one thing: Thankfulness. That was how I wanted to end, and as scared as I was before, now there is nothing but peace.
Nothing...but peace.
Bodily fluids are splattered and soaked around me. My cunt is a river of thick vaginal fluid, and I lost control of my bowels and my bladder weeks ago. The smell is agonizingly putrid, or it would be, if my senses were not already ravaged by the overdose of chemicals. I moan and laugh uncontrollably to the mental images that flash by, impossible desires made real by the constant hallucinogen my body is drowned in, yet I can enjoy each and everyone fully, multiple times, as my overclocked nerves are able to feel everything at an astronomical pace.
My heart rate and pressure is on the roof, as every corner of my body positively throbs almost visibly. Veins pop up, my skin reddens, I sweat profusely at being on literal heat, an estrus so transcendental that would make every single being in my vicinity to want to breed with me.
The weeks felt like decades of decadence inside my mind. Every fantasy, every fetish, every desire, fulfilled in every way possible, and some impossible. New desires flowering every minute, and being explored for hours on end. As I reach the climax of climaxes, tears of happiness flow down my face like a river, and I start screaming at the top of my lungs at an orgasm so powerful it would destroy any being's psyche.
It lasts for hours, until my body cannot cope with the monumental task of maintaining this paradise of senses. My heart starts beating faster, and I feel like I'm going to explode. Every orifice of my body is flooded by jets of hot, boiling blood, and soon I start to falter, and wither away at the end of a journey that would make anyone unsuitable for further life.
As I go towards the light, my mind, now calmed down and tired, can only think of one thing: Thankfulness. That was how I wanted to end, and as scared as I was before, now there is nothing but peace.
Nothing...but peace.
As the 62 hour mark passes by, the dopamine drive and electroshock machines implanted on the depths of my brain work hard to not leave any space to anything but raw, pure pleasure. Every muscle is tense, spasming wildly, to the point of intense cramp pain, but no pain ever reaches my mind anymore.
Bodily fluids are splattered and soaked around me. I lost control of my bowels and my bladder weeks ago, and the smell is agonizingly putrid, or it would be, if my senses were not already ravaged by the overdose of chemicals. I moan and laugh uncontrollably to the mental images that flash by, impossible desires made real by the constant hallucinogen my body is drowned in, yet I can enjoy each and everyone fully, multiple times, as my overclocked nerves are able to feel everything at an astronomical pace.
My heart rate and pressure is on the roof, as every corner of my body positively throbs almost visibly. Veins pop up, my skin reddens, I sweat profusely at being on literal heat, an estrus so transcendental that would make every single being in my vicinity to want to breed with me.
The weeks felt like decades of decadence inside my mind. Every fantasy, every fetish, every desire, fulfilled in every way possible, and some impossible. New desires flowering every minute, and being explored for hours on end. As I reach the climax of climaxes, tears of happiness flow down my face like a river, and I start screaming at the top of my lungs at an orgasm so powerful it would destroy any being's psyche.
It lasts for hours, until my body cannot cope with the monumental task of maintaining this paradise of senses. My heart starts beating faster, and I feel like I'm going to explode. Every orifice of my body is flooded by jets of hot, boiling blood, and soon I start to falter, and wither away at the end of a journey that would make anyone unsuitable for further life.
As I go towards the light, my mind, now calmed down and tired, can only think of one thing: Thankfulness. That was how I wanted to end, and as scared as I was before, now there is nothing but peace.
Nothing...but peace.
Bodily fluids are splattered and soaked around me. I lost control of my bowels and my bladder weeks ago, and the smell is agonizingly putrid, or it would be, if my senses were not already ravaged by the overdose of chemicals. I moan and laugh uncontrollably to the mental images that flash by, impossible desires made real by the constant hallucinogen my body is drowned in, yet I can enjoy each and everyone fully, multiple times, as my overclocked nerves are able to feel everything at an astronomical pace.
My heart rate and pressure is on the roof, as every corner of my body positively throbs almost visibly. Veins pop up, my skin reddens, I sweat profusely at being on literal heat, an estrus so transcendental that would make every single being in my vicinity to want to breed with me.
The weeks felt like decades of decadence inside my mind. Every fantasy, every fetish, every desire, fulfilled in every way possible, and some impossible. New desires flowering every minute, and being explored for hours on end. As I reach the climax of climaxes, tears of happiness flow down my face like a river, and I start screaming at the top of my lungs at an orgasm so powerful it would destroy any being's psyche.
It lasts for hours, until my body cannot cope with the monumental task of maintaining this paradise of senses. My heart starts beating faster, and I feel like I'm going to explode. Every orifice of my body is flooded by jets of hot, boiling blood, and soon I start to falter, and wither away at the end of a journey that would make anyone unsuitable for further life.
As I go towards the light, my mind, now calmed down and tired, can only think of one thing: Thankfulness. That was how I wanted to end, and as scared as I was before, now there is nothing but peace.
Nothing...but peace.
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