Posted on 2018-05-08 08:23:50
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Story at source. That's magic-induced sleep, and those jagged lines are spreading corruption. It does things to his dreams.

Posted on 2018-05-08 08:48:03
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Commission - Fetish Friends - Mine
This here is another entry in the Conquering Care-a-Lot story by trooper036!

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Bedtime Bear walked through the quiet streets of Care-a-Lot. Stars twinkled above, and lights were out. The quiet serenity of the town Always helped calm him and assure him all was well.

Except tonight.

Something was wrong. The streets seemed hazy, but he had trouble focusing on it, and couldn't tell if the fog was in the streets or his head. Bedtime continued to walk, occasionally striking something with his paw and gauging the sound. Every sound was muffled.

The stars above seemed off as well, like there were too many colors, or maybe not enough stars anymore.

Without so much as a breeze, the haze cleared a path leading to a shadowy figure in the town square. The figure had the shape of a female bear, but far more pronounced than any girl he'd seen in Care-a-Lot. Her sultry curves drew his attention to her hips and crotch, places he knew he shouldn't be looking in the first place. A warmth obscured his breathing, clouding his vision, and urging him forward, tugged as if by leash.

She ran a paw up her thigh, hip, and settled on her chest. A cool voice too loud and close to be hers, but too sultry and hot not to be, licked at his ear.

"Give yourself to me."




Bedtime woke with a start. Birds chirped in a clear and sunny sky. He pulled his blanket off and sat up on the wooden bench in the town square. It was then he noticed all the bears were staring at him, faces bright red out of embarrassment.

"What's going on?" He said. Surprise Bear lifted a paw, pointing to Bedtime's crotch. The realization that he was fully erect and leaking fluids made his own face ignite with a fiery blush and clutch his blanket over him, covering his shame. A couple awkward giggles could be heard, but the rest of the town was more polite than that.

Everyone returned to their business, trying their best to forget the awkwardness that just transpired. Surprise Bear came to the bench and sat down beside Bedtime.

"So..." She said, not certain where to go from there. "Nice night?"

Bedtime smiled at her joked.

"Well, you don't waste time, do you?" He joked back.

"A quick joke can make you feel better, and it look..." She caught herself glance down at Bedtime's covered crotch. "Well, you needed it."

An awkward silence fell between them.

"Ssssooooo..." She started. "You seem bothered. Want to talk about it?"

"I don't know what happened." He said. "It was a dream, but I didn't know it was a dream."

"But, you have full control over dreams." Surprise said, now sharing in Bedtime's worry.

"That's why I think something's wrong. Like, REALLY wrong!" Bedtimes said, trying to keep his voice down. "I mean, I'm not even supposed to get..." He glanced down at his crotch. "You know... Not unless I'm marrying her."

"So, there was a girl in your dream?" Surprise asked.

"Yeah." Bedtime said, trying to remember her. "I couldn't see her clearly, but she was... Beautiful."

"What happened in the dream?"

"That's just it." Bedtime explained. "I can barely remember. I only remember that I felt..."

"Stiff?" Surprise said. Bedtime shot her a dirty look. "Sorry."

"Has any progress been made on Oopsy?" Bedtime asked.

"No." Surprise now looked less comfortable. "He's still missing. But that's not all. After winning the race, Champ Bear hasn't been seen, either. Funshine's been spending less and less time outside, and he's changing. I don't know how, but he's different. Share Bear's been putting on weight, but at least she seems happy. Grumpy's way less grumpy, and Love-a-Lot's been practically skipping everywhere with how happy she is, so it's not all bad."

"Well, that's all so troubling." Bedtime said. "I think we need to find out what's going on."

"Well, there is one more thing." Surprise said. "Grizzle's been real quiet lately. Today, we started seeing smoke coming from his island."

"Like a fire?"

"We're not sure." Surprise pointed up, guiding Bedtime's attention to a floating fortress of rust and jagged metal. "It hasn't been on the usual path, and it looks like maybe something caught fire, or maybe is leaking. We don't know, and we're not sure now's the best time to check, what with the festivial going on."

Indeed, there was a thin, barely visible trail of smoke coming from somewhere on the metal fortress, but it looked like everything was still working fine.

"I bet Grizzle's up to something." Bedtime said. "I just know he is."

"It's not safe to go up there alone." Surprise warned. "Besides, I think we should enjoy some of the festivities for now. It'll help take your mind off of... earlier."

Bedtime, quietly agreed.




The sounds of games and raucous laughter filled the air. Plush toys were showed off and snacks and drinks were enjoyed in earnest. Gatherings of friends, new and old, large and small mingled all about. Bedtime and Surprise both enjoyed a nice cup of bumbleberry ice cream.

"Better?" Surprise asked.

"Better." Bedtime confirmed. The nagging worries still bit at him, but he was feeling better.

"OH! There's one of my new friends!" Surprise stood up, waving to a taller-than average bear with maroon fur, green eyes, and a belly badge of a blue heart with a yellow shooting star. She also wore a knee-length blue dress, which seemed slightly out of place considering what everyone else tended to wear. "Bedtime, this is my new friend, Loving Bounty!"

"Pleasure to meet you, Bedtime!" She said, shaking his paw. "I wish I could say Surprise has told me about you, but she hasn't made it to your part of the alphabet."

Both he and Surprise laughed.

"Well, then I don't have much hype to live up to." Bedtime joked back.

"I'd say that means we should get to know each other a bit." She said, warm smile easing Bedtime's tension. "What's fun at this party?"

"OH!" Surprise jumped out of sheer excitement. "Let's try the toss games! They have some good prizes this year!"

"Yeah, that sounds fun!" Bedtime agreed.

The walk to the games area was uneventful, but still fun. Loving Bounty seemed nice and friendly and helped put Bedtime's mind at ease.

"Hey, where's Vibrant?" Surprise asked.

"Harmony's watching him for the day." Loving Bounty said. "They seem to really like hanging out."

"Harmony's always been good for socializing." Bedtime said.

The trio went to the milk bottle stand first.

Surprise managed knock out the center bottom bottle and affect none of the others. She played it off like it was intentional. She managed to win a few small plush among her several games. Loving Bounty played a few times, and on her last game, managed to get a perfect run. She picked a large velvety plush bunny, which she then turned and gave to Surprise.

"Surprise!" Loving Bounty said warmly. Surprise, looked a little confused, but happy nonetheless.

Bedtime's turn was marked with two decent throws, building tension for his third. Picking up the balls from the counter, two dropped to the grass. He went to reach for them, but was surprised to see a blue female bear had already picked them up, holding them in one paw, spinning them around in her palm.

Bedtime stood shocked. She was beautiful. Her light blue eyes almost glowed in contrast to her dark blue fur. She lipstick and eyeshadow accentuated her sultry smile, and her figure was decidedly more feminine than usual. Bedtime swore he'd seen her before.

"Dropped your balls." She teased. Bedtime, slowly took them back.

"Really, now." Loving Bounty said. "Bedtime, this is Dark Thoughts. She's a friend of mine."

"Charmed." She said, holding a paw out. Bedtime took it and kissed it. In the aftermath, he wasn't sure why he had done so, nor had he remembered doing so consciously.

"I'm a... uh..." He stumbled.

"You're playing a game, looks like." She said.

"Right! Game!" Bedtime turned, placed his target and threw, leaving one bottle remaining, but still getting a mid-range prize. He chose a bright red velvet bunny of his own.

"Nice work, night boy!" She said, kissing his cheek. He offered no resistance.

"Hey!" Surprise whispered. "Cover up!"

He felt it. She'd made him stiff. Right here, in front of everyone. He held the plush to himself, desperate to prevent a repeat of earlier. At least this time, no one appeared to seen.

"Well, aren't we a little excited."

Except for Dark Thoughts.

"These are some very nice toys." She said, feeling the plush covering Bedtime's shame. She fondled and rubbed the soft chest and crotch, rhythmically pressing it against Bedtime's throbbing erection.

"R-r-right, n-nice t-t-t-toys." He stuttered, a tickle rising inside him.

"I'd sure envy anyone who gets to take one of these, to bed." She said, still working him through the plush. He'd started pushing back, grinding against the velvet, smearing fluids across it. "I'd do anything to snuggle one of these little things."

"Y-you could t-t-take mine." Bedtime offered, close to popping.

"Really? Oh, you're a sweet one!" She said, taking the plush from him. Surprise shoved hers in front of him to cover him up.

"Why don't we play bean bags, next?" Loving Bounty suggested. "Dark Thoughts and I will find an open target." The two left to secure a toss board.

"What was that?" Surprise whispered.

"What?" Bedtime said.

"You really like her, don't you." Surprise teased.

"Well, I... She... Yes."

"She like the girl in your dream, or what?" Surprise asked.

"What dream?"

Surprise looked on stunned. Bedtime wasn't sure why this bothered her.

"Hey, we got one!" Loving Bounty called to them. They joined after exchanging one more look.

Dark Thoughts threw hers first, getting all but one bag into the hole.

"Almost!" Loving Bounty joked.

Dark Thoughts went and retrieved her bags, bending over the board, presenting her hindquarters directly at Bedtime. Bedtime coughed and clutched Surprise' plush more tightly.

"Why don't you go next?" Dark Thoughts offered her bags to Bedtime. She smelled wonderful.

"S-sure." He said, taking them, but never dropping the plush.

He tossed one way too far, past the target.

"Ease up, there." Surprise advised.

The second went sailing past as well.

"I think he needs a back board." Loving Bounty joked.

Dark Thoughts sauntered over to the board, and sat down above the target. She spread her legs, placing the target opening almost directly at her crotch.

"Try it now." She winked back at him.

Bedtime swallowed hard. Lifting his paw, and trying to look anywhere other than her deliciously tight crease, he tossed the bag. The ban bag hit her shapely chest, rolled down her smooth abdomen, between her lovely thighs, and into the hole. The whole ordeal less than a second in real time, but an eternity to Bedtime.

"Still got one more throw, stud."

"Ithinkimgood."

She got up, rejoining the group.

"You don't look so good." Loving Bounty said, feeling Bedtime's head with her paw. "Why don't we go home and rest up for the dance tonight?"

"I'm not sure I should go." Bedtime said.

"Oh, come on." Dark Thoughts said. "I'd love to see you there, tiger."

"Well, maybe I can."

"Great!" Loving Bounty said, seemingly ignorant of Surprise' protests. "Surprise and I will be back here later tonight! Why don't you go get some rest? Keep the bunny, by the way."

Loving Bounty put an arm around Surprise' shoulder, guiding her as the two left. Surprise kept casting nervous looks back to Bedtime.

Dark Thoughts gave a wink and blown kiss to him as she also left. Bedtime, meanwhile, stood with a hard boner pressed against the rump of a plush bunny, in the midst of a crowd of bears, too embarrassed to move.




Bedtime pushed his way through the dance floor. Night had fallen and the DJ booth blasted loud music over the speaker system. Loud enough to be felt, but not so much to deafen the dancers. She was the only thing in his mind. He wanted her. Needed her. He wasn't even interested in dancing. Her image, her smell, it had all burned into his mind since they parted ways earlier. Pushing past bodies, he found her.

"Couldn't resist?" She said, getting closer than she needed to to be heard.

"I wanted..." He started. She silenced him with a finger to his lips.

"I know."

"Hey, glad you could make it!" Loving Bounty greeted as she approached from the crowd. Her arm was around Surprise and held her more closely than simple friends should be. Surprise seemed timid, blushing and smiling like a schoolgirl. Cheer was with them, looking nervously around. "Hey, Cheer, I'm sure he's fine. Here, I got you a drink. Try and relax some, you know?"

"Ready to dance?" Dark Thoughts asked, pulling Bedtime's attention back to her.

"Absolutely."

He hadn't meant to say it so bluntly, he hadn't meant to say it at all. But his body knew what it wanted.

The two started dancing. The music was more bass-heavy than they usually played on Care-a-Lot, but something about it felt more primal.

"My own music." Dark Thoughts said. "You like it?"

"I love it." Bedtime answered.

In a haze, Bedtime hadn't noticed how long they'd been dancing, or when the two had started grinding against each other. Her ass pressed to his hips, gyrating and urging his own hips to push back.

His erection returned. Sliding up her thigh and nestling firmly against her crotch.

"Wait. He said. She ignored. "Please, stop." He said again. "Stop."

"Sweetie, you don't want to stop." She said over her shoulder. "Look around, honey. No one's paying attention."

Sure enough, none of the other bears had noticed the dirty dancing they'd been doing. In fact, most of them seemed to be too close to each other as well. But all of them were less than a foot away. There was simply no privacy.

"I know what you're aching to do." She said, looking at him over her shoulder. She teased the end of his erection to her dripping entrance. "So do it."

He looked at her nervously for several seconds. Biting his lip, he pushed. Guided by her fingers, he slid inside with ease. He bit a sharp breath, dealing with a new sensation, a pleasure he'd never before felt pierced into him like a lance. The twinge of a sense of something wrong tickled briefly at his mind before fading away. Bedtime wasn't sure it was supposed to feel this intense, but gave no thought to pulling away.

"Hey, guys, I think we're going." Loving Bounty came up to them. "Cheer's not feeling so good, so we're taking her home." Surprise still looked red and bashful, but Cheer was drenched in sweat and blushing. Her knees held together, and one paw between her legs glistened with some fluid dripping between the fingers. "Have fun, you two!"

"Wait." Bedtime protested, meekly.

"We intend to." Dark Thoughts said, looking back Bedtime, running her tongue along her lip,

"Surprise. Cheer." Bedtime failed to find strength or volume in his pleas. The trio turned and departed into the crowd. "Help."

Dark Thoughts continued to dance, creating the first movements that got the ball rolling. From there, it was downhill, with every stroke and undulation being another step toward sweet ruination. He knew full well he shouldn't, but his body disagreed.

Bedtime began to push back, thrusting inside her, hips bumping against hers, balls swinging in the night air. His eyes strained to focus to make sure no one else was watching, but unable to keep them from blurring from the drowning sensations clouding his mind. A gasping grunt escaped him forcing him to look around, afraid he'd given himself away, but still unable to stop or even slow his pace.

He continued to wrestle with his own body, barely aware of his paws exploring hers. One paw drifted upwards, running along her waist, up her chest, and massaging her breast. The other felt her abdomen, every muscle movement as she danced teased him with an eroticism that shouldn't be possible for the denizens of Care-a-Lot. The paw drifted downward, dipping inside, covering itself with fluids.

His breath deepened and quickened, mimicking the pace of his hips. His judgement faded as an irresistible pressure built inside.

"Give it to me."

Unable to hold back, he submitted. His hips locking forward, pumping his partner full, white seed dripping down both their legs. He winced, trying not to vocalize, grunt, or make any noise that may betray his shameful surrender to her. She hummed, savoring it.

She pulled forward, letting him fall from her, warm night air cooling against his wet malehood. A tear ran down each cheek. He shouldn't have done this, but he had. He shouldn't enjoy this, but he had. He shouldn't want more, but he did.

She pressed herself against him, kissing him on the lips, her breasts against his chest as she did so.

"Later, beddy-boy." She teased and vanished into the crowd, leaving Bedtime bear alone and hating himself.




It was late morning. Bedtime's lack of sleep finally caught up him in the midst of his swirling emotions. Disgust at himself and what he'd done, and the fact he so desperately wanted more of it. He leaned against a tree, night cap on his head, ready to go to sleep. This time, out away from everyone who may judge him as he judged himself. He looked down at his penis, limp on the grass where he sat. So much trouble had it caused, but so good had it felt.

He lay down, resting his head against the trunk of the tree, closing his eyes. He felt something nearby, and tried to open his eyes. His eyelids weighed down like heavy rocks, but he strained to opened them, seeing a blurry dark figure of a female bear looming near him. Panic filled his veins with adrenaline, but fatigue pushed back. He had started to sit upright, when the figure spoke a single word, in a strange language he could somehow still understand.

"Sleep."

Fear clawed at his mind while his vision faded to black. His heart slowing to a comfortable rest.




Dark Thoughts knelt down beside Bedtime, running a single finger along his body, tracing his muscle, curves, jaw, lip, and nose.

"Mine." She said softly to him. "All mine."

Her paw went to the inside of his thigh, teasing his flesh, and tickling his balls. His penis twitched in response.

"You were so adorable, I just had to have you." She taunted. "Don't worry, you'll make me very happy."

She leaned down, kissing him on his cheek. The mark left from her red lipstick glowed, sending out thin black jagged lines spreading across his fur.




"NO!" Bedtime shouted into the warped and empty parody of Care-a-Lot. "NO! Let me out! Get off me, you witch!"

"Now, now." The cool and feminine voice drifted to him on a warm night breeze. "You know you love it!"

"What are you doing to me?" Bedtime demanded. "Get out of my head! I saw what you're doing! Get off my body!"

"Oh, you're just so adorable when you're scared!" She taunted. She strode from the fog, hips swaying with a huaghty dominance. "I've got one last thing I need from you."




Dark Thought inhaled, breathing in his scent, the smell of his fur, his breath, his sweat, his shame. Her head moved down, planting another luminous kiss on his chest. More of the black lines blossomed outward. His cock stood fully erect.




The ground rumbled and broke. A giant marble monument of an erect phallus and balls emerged, towering over the shadow town.

"Stop this!" Bedtime shouted, the mockery and desecration of his dream space spurring him to anger. "You monster!"

"If I'm so bad, why don't you try fighting me?"

Bedtime stopped. Shocked. He hadn't even considered trying it. Why? What exactly was she doing to him. What had she already done to him?

"I'll stop you!" He lunged forward. In his dreamscape, he had powers and strength. He took to the air, and flew at her. She blurred out of the way, causing him to land in the road that swallowed his leg like a pool of tar. "What is this?"

"Mine." Came the response. Dark Thoughts paws grew sadistic claws, one of which, she ran along her lip.

Bedtime pulled himself free and lunged once more at her. She jumped off the ground, but hung in the air where he'd land. Her legs spread open, presenting her body once more to her prey. Surprised by the image, Bedtime stumbled, falling into her trap as her legs closed and locked around him.




She straddled his prone body, looking down at his sweet, powerless form, drinking in the pure power it conveyed. It made her wet. She positioned his erection at her entrance, nudging it slowly against her.




She held Bedtime's head to her chest, smiling down at him, her breasts in his face.

"Why." He said. "Why are you doing this?"

"Because I just want to have fun." She taunted. "You want to have fun, too, right?"

Bedtime couldn't answer.

"Then look up, and enjoy the show."




She slid down. Slowly, so slowly. She swallowed his length inside her, taking her time. Once fully inside, she began to bounce.




The colossal marble phallus erupted. Great gouts of a black, oily, viscous substance flowed out, flooding over the town, filling the streets, and covering Bedtime's ankles. He looked up at his captor. She smiled back.

The oil level reached thighs. He didn't struggle.

"It'll feel good to drown in me."

The oil reached his chest.

"Stop this." He whimpered.

The oil reached his neck.

"Please."

The oil flowed into his mouth, up face, and over his eyes.

"You don't get to make that request." She said as his vision drowned in the liquid corruption.




Her eyes closed as she bounced, riding his cock slowly, like an artisan working clay, or a gourmet savoring a feast.

Her soft moans and rhythmic squishing noises were the only sounds in the meadow. As the black cracks from the kisses continued to spread, more spread down his shaft, intensifying, deepening, and reaching his balls.

As she claimed her victim, dominating his mind, body, and dreams, one word escaped through her decadent moans.

"Mine."
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