I thought I might give a farewell to Monkeying around with fakes.
Here's to you Purple; we enjoyed them while they lasted.
“Who’s there?”
Todd immediately bit his fist, pulling his felt-padded paw away from his crotch. He struggled to breathe slowly, stifling his panting, chest heaving.
“Don’t worry, I’m not upset. Please come out. I would just adore having some company out here.”
Her words gave him pause. It was the very last thing in the world that he expected her to say if she had actually caught him. He kept quiet, unsure.
“Please? I’m so lonely out here, and I love meeting new people.”
Licking his lips, glancing around in uncertainty, the trembling young fox got to his footpaws and began stepping forward.
He had not expected to run into anyone way out there in the middle of the woods. It had been a long, stressful week of studying, just months away from his diploma. Whenever he could, he withdrew to the forest and just wandered, daydreamed, imagined himself a regular jungle man. His parents had an appreciation for nature that they raised him by, but even they were surprised by how much he preferred camping and hiking to any “normal” pastime of youngsters his age.
Two days before, he had discovered a local trail which was friendly towards nude hiking. After begging their permission, his parents let him take some days off to camp alone in the wilderness, without all those school pressures hanging over him all day and night. And so, with his last project done, he took off, dressed only in his fur and a few natural decorations on his person, a knapsack of supplies, and the sun on his bare fur. It was only a weekend, but for him it was a grand adventure.
Being that time of the year, there was no chance of him running into anyone else, so he took it easy and wandered without a care in the world. Fishing in a lake here, climbing there, swinging over a ravine on a rope left for tourists, and swimming in a river punctuated his carefree excursion. He was never once bored with the absence of people; he could very well have been out there eight months, never seeing or speaking to a soul, and he would have the same smile on his face. It was actually on the morning just as he was prepared to head back that he finally ran into someone.
It was a tiny, simple campsite, definitely meant for one person. A tent, campfire with a three-stone stove, and a figure sitting down, cross-legged without a care in the world. She was a tall brown bear, and besides a pair of polished green earrings and a crystal necklace, she wore only a bandana tied around her head, and beautiful downy fur.
Todd’s jaw dropped open at the sight of her. She was a motherly specimen, chubby all around, but in a way that drew his eyes all over her body. Her muscular arms and legs were insulated with a cuddly layer of fat, her wide footpads temptingly soft and inviting. An expansive curve of belly pudge, smooth and rounded, gave the impression of freshly baked bread, begging someone to nuzzle their head into it and sleep forever. To top it all off were a pair of titanic breasts with prominent, upward-pointed nipples. Her shoulders must have been made of iron! For all her might, she had a gentle and friendly face, aimlessly humming a sweet melody as she prepared a small kettle of some kind of tea.
He clammed up, crouching down and ducked out of sight. settling down on his knees on the forest floor. He pulled off his backpack and watched this beautiful bear go about her business.
W
hat am I doing? She has to be older than my mother. But he kept staring, mesmerized by every ripple of her shoulders, every jiggle of breast and belly, every curl of her thick toes. Her dark green eyes spoke of age and caring. Perhaps she had many children from that gorgeous body.
She poured some tea into a simple clay mug, taking a sip. She seemed to find the result satisfying and smiled, leaning back to give him a good view of her
self.
Todd almost fell backwards.
After a few more minutes of sunning herself, she poured another mug and stood up. Nursing the tea, she glanced about the forest, looking up aimlessly at the sky, her face becoming melancholy. There was a sense of finality, of salutation to the gesture. Todd concluded that she this must be her last day in the forest as well, and was as reluctant to leave as he was.
Finally, she smiled, taking a long sniff at her mug. Then, after kicking dirt over her fire, she walked nonchalantly into a small clearing right beside her camp. To Todd’s shock and awe, the flat, bare ground suddenly undulated like thick treacle, her wide foot making a huge indentation on the seemingly solid surface. Ripples suddenly revealed a wide expanse of formerly flat ground was in fact a viscous fluid that began making loud *shlurping* and *shlucking* sounds.
The young fox’s heart leapt in his chest as his hormone-addled brain made the connections. Quicksand. She’s standing in quicksand!
But the big bear seemed utterly heedless of her imminent doom. She smiled a big, mature smile, giggling as she wiggled her thick toes in the liquefying mire. He began panting as she tensed her legs, fat and muscle rippling as she tested the grip of the mighty quagmire. Nothing seemed to extract her steadily descending form, but she just shrugged like it was nothing. She took more small sips from her mug, sighing in relaxation while enjoying the view. She could have been relaxing in a luxury hot tub for the serenity on her face, had it not been for her naked form sinking into sucking quicksand.
Todd covered is mouth in a paw, unable to believe what he was seeing. She became more beautiful as she surrendered to her predicament, the mud still wobbling like a living thing, making the same sounds that a wet pussy made while being finger-fucked. His other paw caressed his youthful, athletic form, stroking his flat, toned chest before traveling down his slender waist and flat belly, finally resting on his aching crotch. He wrapped his felt pads around his teenage member and began working his twitching shaft.
As if on cue, the older bear sent her free paw down to cover her puffy pudenda. Todd watched her face, but rather than overcome with lust, her smile simply widened and she seemed even more serene, as if lost in the sensation. Hardly needing the energetic, spasming ecstasy of youth, she needed only tweak her self with practiced moves, the slight movements of her fingers the only signs of her self-intimacy. Todd kept his paw over his mouth, terrified of making a sound, his hips beginning to buck into the air, butt-muscles tightening.
It was only when her legs disappeared and the goop began flowing around her hand, trapping it against her wet, steaming bearhood that one of her little round ears twitched and she turned in his direction.
“There now, don’t be afraid.”
Todd emerged from his hiding place, both paws over his engorged cock to show as little of himself as possible to the object of his desire.
“Well how do you do, young man?” She smiled like she was seen sinking cunt-deep, naked in quicksand by strangers every day.
“Um…uh, how do you do?” He managed a shy smile.
“What were you doing there?” Her expression was as feigned as innocence could be.
“Oh, I was just about to head back home when I noticed your campsite and…well…”
“It’s alright, I don’t mind that you were watching me. If you had only caught me just a minute earlier we might have had quite a bit of a warm-up. Only now…I can’t seem to go anywhere but down.” She gave him a gentle smile. “Would you like to join me?”
He hoped she didn’t hear his gasp of surprise. His highest expectation was to be chased off by this huge woman the second he was caught. Now, it seemed that he could be sharing her secret little domain out here.
“But, isn’t that kinda dangerous?”
“Oh, it is. But it also feels so good. Like a nice, soft, warm mud bath right in the middle of nature. Like being swallowed whole by the softest silk cushion in the world. And doesn’t it get your blood rushing to think that you might not be able to get out? You might be able to swim out easily, and then again…” She gave him another one of her sly smiles. “...you might not.” Todd couldn’t do much except stare stupidly as the quicksand began enveloping the lady’s plump belly, its thick surface flowing over her ample hips and cavernous belly button.
“Come on out, and have some of my special brew. I made it for just this occasion.” Steeling himself, taking a deep breath, he emerged from the foliage, paws by his side, leaving his backpack behind. She stared intently at his impressive package flip-flopping as he fast-walked to her stove.
“Mmmmm, my my, you had the same idea, didn’t you? Came out here to let it all hang out for Mother Nature?” She playfully jiggled her gargantuan breasts in front of him. Todd just smiled nervously and ignored the distraction, feeling his foxhood growing again. At her prompting, he poured more tea into a second mug.
“Come here, young fox. Come and see what it feels like.” She gestured with her own mug to a free space next to her.
Licking his lips, eyes wide with anticipation, Todd made his way into the thick quagmire, feeling it slip between his toes as he struggled to reach her. When he did, he was already down to his thighs while his companion was losing her generous belly to the greedy quicksand.
“There. Feels like heaven doesn’t it?”
Todd finally let the sensation of the mud envelop him. It did feel very good; in fact, he felt better than he ever had. The feel of the thick warmth surrounding his legs, steadily climbing up his knees and thighs towards his impressive member, a woman who was too much for just one man right next to him…he had never felt like this before.
He gave a sheepish smile to his happy companion, then took a sip from his mug. “Mmmm, that’s sweet. What’s in it?”
“My very own special blend.” She moaned, reminding him that she was humoring herself down below. He stared at her, his sense of shame fading as he ogled her chubby tits and fat-muscled arms. The fact that she was so much older than him just added to her allure, never mind her body, her mystery, her state of sinking in comfortable forest mud.
He seemed not to notice when the mud surrounded and enveloped his jutting foxhood, the pink mushroom head and pinkish staff sinking down into the thickness of the quicksand. The thick goop fondled his balls and hiked up his tail, finally catching his attention as it patiently seeped into his tiny, virgin pucker and began oozing its way in. His friend leaned back as best she could with the mud sucking in her ribs and closing on her lower cleavage, silently admiring her kindred spirit’s tight, rounded fox-butt as they were so cruelly engulfed, never to be ogled by a girl ever again.
It was when he was at his waist, gawking at her colossal globes floating on the sucking mud, the thickness cupping them and pushing them upwards, pointing them towards the sky, that he decided. His inhibitions lost, he plunged his only free paw down into the mud, eyes wandering and mouth hanging open as he searched the muck blindly. He didn’t notice her watching him, head tilted and mouth upturned into a sly, knowing smile.
“Almost…ah, there it is.” He laughed like a sophomoric adolescent, no sense of subtly as he began bucking his hips to the rhythm of his vigorous strokes. His bear companion watched him with motherly humor as her globes, rounded out by the rising quicksand, began to shrink as the sloppy surface claimed her jutting nipples and began drawing in her overflowing cleavage.
“How does it feel?”
“Oh…ah…ugh…a-amazing. I had no idea mud could feel this good!”
“Are you a virgin?”
“Rugh…yeah.” He managed as he began swaying with the pleasure, a euphoric expression on his pointed, youthful face. She noticed that where she had taken patient sips, his mug was drained despite being sized and brewed for her.
“Such a shame. A boy should always have his first time with a girl on his bucket list.” She finished her mug, then tossed it away. She did the same with his, paying no mind to where they landed. After all, it would hardly make a difference where their owner was going.
“Uh huh.” Todd gave no thought to her words. His other paw now free, he brought it down into the quicksand, finding his balls and giving them a gentle massage. He was barely able to move as the muck climbed his toned pectorals, settling for wiggling his hips and huffing his painful arousal. His voice began to slurr as the brew took effect. “So thick…mmmmmm…itsh up mmmmuh butt.”
“Let it in. Feel it filling you up, making you a man.”
“Ooooooohh yeeeeeeeeeeaah.” He smiled stupidly, his head swaying.
His bear companion also seemed to be nearing her completion, as her panting became slightly louder and harder. Her snout curled up into a cute little “O” as she cooed in delight, fingers playing against the mud squirming up into her ursine cunt and puckered bottom. Her other hand dug into the mire in front of her, finding a nice, cushy tit to knead and cress under the clutching muck, teasing the stiff nipple as her remaining cleavage rippled against the pressure of the quagmire. A geyser of mud bubbled up her cleavage with a slight *plup*, saying goodbye to a gorgeous pair of tits and hello to a swampy new home.
“He he he he, I miss them already. I liked looking at them.” Todd giggled as he watched her orbs disappear for the last time.
“I liked having them. But I won’t be needing them where we’re going. Nice to know this well-fed body of mine will make fine fertilizer.” They laughed together, the young fox and the old bear, like longtime lovers.
The yielding surface began flowing over her big shoulders, but Todd had considerably less time. Deep down he new that holding still would give him just a minute or two more of life, yet horny teenager that he was, his orgasm-drunk brain dismissed his sense of self-preservation in favor of another bout of stroking. He bucked a bit more, the quagmire sucking in his youthful shoulders, then making headway on his neck.
“Have you ever kissed a girl, Todd”?
*Pant*pant* “No.”
“Well, let’s see if we can manage that before you go.”
Struggling a little, her shoulders bulging with muscle, she managed to lean over his disappearing head. He strained his neck as high as he could, but they couldn’t reach each other. So, they settled for sticking out their tongues, and just managing to suckle their lips on one another’s. Todd smiled as his tongue met hers, then brushed his lips over hers, and felt her skilled lips taste his own foxy tongue. Then it was over, and he was left with the taste of older bear on his tongue.
Oh well, at least I had that before I signed off.
“Don’t be scared, honey. Just lead the way, and we’ll go down together. All the way to the bottom.”
He smiled again as the muck reached the underside of his snout, but this time in joy. “Bye bye, my beautiful bear. See you in our brand new home. You and me, foregluglglug…glublegluglubplupploop…” Bubbles popped in front of his snout as his black nose went under. His eyes looked up at her vanishing form, smiling. He gave her a happy wink before his eyes vanished, leaving only his pointed ears to slowly descend like a sinking ship. In no time, she watched the young fox submerge completely into the thick quicksand, his short life come to an end by a chance encounter in the woods.
Shameless, the older bear climaxed to the younger fox’s death, snout raised to the air, mouth open as she cooed in orgasm. When the wave of pleasure passed, her tense muscles relaxed, letting her form settle to her neck. She panted a bit more, eyes glazed as she chuckled in the afterglow.
“Well, that was fun. Guess I can’t feel too bad about bringing the kid down with me. At least I kept him company while he got comfy in his new home.” She smiled blissfully as the muck cradled her chin. She tilted her head back slightly, but wasn’t interested in prolonging the situation. It was inevitable, after all, so she might as well just take one last peak at her beautiful forest before she traded fresh air for gluggy slop.
Beneath the surface, her fingers stayed on her cunt, feeling her lips engorge again, her clit peaking out of its hood, massaged constantly by the flowing mud.
“Yes, yes! I’ve waited so long. Take me. Make me yours. I don’t want to take another breath unless its filled with suffocating mud, making me cum my brains out. Oh yes. Oh yes! Oooooohhhglugburbleglug…glugglugplop…”
Her smiling eyes went cross-eyed as she watched her snout vanish, thick mud curling around her brown fur. Her eyes rolled back into her head as she felt another gush of warm fluids from her folds, heating up the warm forest mud. As she gave into it—and began working on the next—her eyelids closed for the last time, feeling the goop rise over them and cover her forehead and bandana. Lastly, her round little bear ears sank with the last of her brown headfur, leaving the world forever with a pair of inaudible *gloops*.
A moment later, two sets of bubbles erupted from the mud, accompanied by a frantic thrashing that made the surface undulate and boil. This continued for some time, gradually slowing to gentle waves and two steady streams of bubbles. In no time, the surface began settling to its original, virgin state, the last few bubbles fading. With that, the forest was quiet once again, an abandoned campsite the only anomaly. Birds sang, insects buzzed, the wind blew through the leaves and over the flat forest floor. Not a single presence disturbed it.