Unbearable Mr. Bear
Sometimes, all you need is a hug...
- May 9, 2025
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This is going to be a multi-part erotica, which is something I never did! Well, to be fair, this is going to be a really slow burn, so if you wanted something to nut to quickly, I'm afraid this has more of a...story? Can I call it that? Whatever, hope you enjoy it, I worked on it for 47 days straight.
Dream Job
Part 1: Getting Acquainted
As I wake up and do my morning routine, I can't help but think how; How could I get such a perfect occupation? Maybe my employers got data on me from my online activity? Well, whatever the case, I'm now a researcher at the EBRF. Well, I have been for a month now, but that was reserved to know the facility I'll work on and my colleagues. They call it a "adaptation period", since the whole underground laboratory is enormous.
Of course, I have already memorized everyone's names and the entire lab blueprints in less than a week. I always got top spots on IQ and other intelligence measurement tests since I was 6, but I never quite got along with people. I've always been an outcast with barely any human interaction to speak of. That's why I turned myself inside, creating my own world with creatures beyond anyone else's imagination. As I turned 18, I barely had any interest in human interaction. All I wanted is to learn and to develop my world, create its creatures, which turned more and more sexual as my own hormones peaked.
I am now 27. After getting multiple degrees, mostly in STEM and other exact sciences, and creating thousands of stories and pictures of my dream creatures, I must admit I have mellowed a bit, but seeing the job descriptor from my employer, this will turn around quickly, VERY quickly.
As I enter the cafeteria of the 284th basement floor, I greet my fellow scientists, though I barely remember those interactions...except for one. A short haired redhead, slightly chubby, hugs me in a friendly manner with one arm. "Hey yo! Look who's here! How you doing, Gil? You seem as moody as ever, hahahah. Excited for your first real day?" She smiled at me. Honestly, I would absolutely detest anyone who would act this way towards me in the past, and in fact I completely avoided Xandra the first week. However, after some time, I learned to tolerate her and eventually would become the human I've been the closest, excluding my near family.
"Hello, Xandra. I feel fine, as in most days, and I do feel expectance at what could be a...delightful experience." She hugs me again. "I'm sure you'll love every second of it." A resounding chime marks 7AM'o clock. "OH! I'm late! Fuck...I have to go, sorry about the short talk." She walks rapidly towards the exit of the cafeteria, before turning towards me again. "And try not to cum too much, y'hear?" Some fellows turn towards her or me, and I can't help but smirk and laugh. Xandra showed me a side of humanity I have not seen often enough.
8AM, precisely, I am at my lab station, a reinforced chamber lies beyond a control panel with hundreds of knobs, buttons and switches, and I know what each and every single one of these does. The chamber is pasty white, plus some chrome-finished gadgets, and a chute at the top. It is reinforced to resist anything that has been known to exist on earth, and then some, as most people wouldn't like what dwells inside to come out.
A deep voice comes from the speaker in the room. "Good morning, Mr. Gilbert Cardona. I am your superior, here to tell you that, from this point on, you are in your own unless you press the emergency button. Text, image, audio and video logs are anonymized to ensure your protection. Nobody will ever know what happens in your station, besides you and whatever is there with you. Do not try to expose what you do here, or there will be dire consequences. Have a good, productive work day."
The speaker turns off. I'm alone...as I should be. I watch as the hatch opens, and something falls from it. A large creature, black and yellow, serpentine in nature, with spikes all over their body. My heart hastens. This is what I wanted, what I craved. For long I've been imagining these creatures, and now I finally have them in the flesh. They are not exactly MY creations, as they are genetic engineering creations sent to the EBRF for evaluation and possible integration in society.
It seems it is a fortunate moment to explain my actual job here. I am to engage those creatures, try to communicate, reason, and eventually engage them physically. To kill them after they're deemed failed experiments would be inhumane, and I agree. I am here to make them understand humans, and love humans...just as I love them.
Eventually, the creature rises. A mouthful of sharp teeth, eight pitch black eyes, shiny scaly skin. No legs, but thin muscular arms ending in 3 long fingered hands, tipped with yellow, shiny claws. Their body is close to 1m diameter thick, tapering towards the tip of their tail, which strangely enough, is covered with thick black curly hair. The whole body is overwhelmingly reptilian.
The being inside the chamber is confused, which is when I remembered the glass is polarized. I keep myself hidden for now, and instead, I talk on the chamber's loudspeakers. "Hello? Can you hear me? Do you understand me?" The snake-like monster immediately turns towards the speaker at the corner of the room. They seem listen carefully. "If you can hear me, put a hand up." Still listening, but nothing, except a faint, hissy voice I can hear being recorded: "...mmmeee...mmmmmmmeeeeeee...hhhhhaaann..."
My eyes shine up. They don't know what I'm saying, but seem to understand enough to repeat. I quickly deploy a simple learning book for children inside the chamber. They look at it, sniff it, until grabbing with their hands. Some minutes pass, and the creature is still "reading" the book, very interested on the shapes and objects depicted, almost as if they never seen some of them. In fact, they seem fixated on one page, but I can't tell which.
"Do you like the book?" I say, and the monster turns once more to the speaker. This time, curiously, they try to show to the speaker a page of the book, which is the same page they have been obsessed with. I breathe deeply. I'm too curious to see which page they like so much. I open my polarized glass, which makes a quiet sound, but the creature immediately turns, and looks at me for the first time.
I look at them slowly approach me, behind the glass. My heart is pumping, as the gigantic head eyes me with its eight lookers, all lidless, from various angles. The hand, bigger than my head, is against the glass, as I see the white, smooth palms with black veins pumping unknown liquid. Sniffing the glass itself, I try putting my hand within theirs, which make them take their hand away from the glass...still fearful.
Then, as I'm endlessly fascinated with every aspect of this grandiose being, they pull the book against the glass, pointing towards the page I was so curious about. A faint laugh and a smile gets out from me, as I see it is a picture of a cartoon snake. I grab the microphone, and say: "Snake." a few times, in different intonations. "Ssss...ssssnnnnaaaake..." The creature said, and soon after put a hand on the chest, looking down at it. "Sssnaake...Ssnnnnaaaake".
I never felt more joyous in my whole life. They learned so fast it was almost scary. I saw them slither around the room, looking at themselves and repeating the word, seemingly happy of, possibly, knowing their name. After some rejoicing of us both, the experiment came back, and looked at me again. which reminded me I didn't close the polarized glass. With both hands on the mirror, they looked at me, and pressed their forehead on the glass, as what I presumed was an act of thankfulness. I was almost going to do the same, but from the hatch came crashing down a bloody carcass.
It was meal time.
END OF PART 1
Part 1: Getting Acquainted
As I wake up and do my morning routine, I can't help but think how; How could I get such a perfect occupation? Maybe my employers got data on me from my online activity? Well, whatever the case, I'm now a researcher at the EBRF. Well, I have been for a month now, but that was reserved to know the facility I'll work on and my colleagues. They call it a "adaptation period", since the whole underground laboratory is enormous.
Of course, I have already memorized everyone's names and the entire lab blueprints in less than a week. I always got top spots on IQ and other intelligence measurement tests since I was 6, but I never quite got along with people. I've always been an outcast with barely any human interaction to speak of. That's why I turned myself inside, creating my own world with creatures beyond anyone else's imagination. As I turned 18, I barely had any interest in human interaction. All I wanted is to learn and to develop my world, create its creatures, which turned more and more sexual as my own hormones peaked.
I am now 27. After getting multiple degrees, mostly in STEM and other exact sciences, and creating thousands of stories and pictures of my dream creatures, I must admit I have mellowed a bit, but seeing the job descriptor from my employer, this will turn around quickly, VERY quickly.
As I enter the cafeteria of the 284th basement floor, I greet my fellow scientists, though I barely remember those interactions...except for one. A short haired redhead, slightly chubby, hugs me in a friendly manner with one arm. "Hey yo! Look who's here! How you doing, Gil? You seem as moody as ever, hahahah. Excited for your first real day?" She smiled at me. Honestly, I would absolutely detest anyone who would act this way towards me in the past, and in fact I completely avoided Xandra the first week. However, after some time, I learned to tolerate her and eventually would become the human I've been the closest, excluding my near family.
"Hello, Xandra. I feel fine, as in most days, and I do feel expectance at what could be a...delightful experience." She hugs me again. "I'm sure you'll love every second of it." A resounding chime marks 7AM'o clock. "OH! I'm late! Fuck...I have to go, sorry about the short talk." She walks rapidly towards the exit of the cafeteria, before turning towards me again. "And try not to cum too much, y'hear?" Some fellows turn towards her or me, and I can't help but smirk and laugh. Xandra showed me a side of humanity I have not seen often enough.
8AM, precisely, I am at my lab station, a reinforced chamber lies beyond a control panel with hundreds of knobs, buttons and switches, and I know what each and every single one of these does. The chamber is pasty white, plus some chrome-finished gadgets, and a chute at the top. It is reinforced to resist anything that has been known to exist on earth, and then some, as most people wouldn't like what dwells inside to come out.
A deep voice comes from the speaker in the room. "Good morning, Mr. Gilbert Cardona. I am your superior, here to tell you that, from this point on, you are in your own unless you press the emergency button. Text, image, audio and video logs are anonymized to ensure your protection. Nobody will ever know what happens in your station, besides you and whatever is there with you. Do not try to expose what you do here, or there will be dire consequences. Have a good, productive work day."
The speaker turns off. I'm alone...as I should be. I watch as the hatch opens, and something falls from it. A large creature, black and yellow, serpentine in nature, with spikes all over their body. My heart hastens. This is what I wanted, what I craved. For long I've been imagining these creatures, and now I finally have them in the flesh. They are not exactly MY creations, as they are genetic engineering creations sent to the EBRF for evaluation and possible integration in society.
It seems it is a fortunate moment to explain my actual job here. I am to engage those creatures, try to communicate, reason, and eventually engage them physically. To kill them after they're deemed failed experiments would be inhumane, and I agree. I am here to make them understand humans, and love humans...just as I love them.
Eventually, the creature rises. A mouthful of sharp teeth, eight pitch black eyes, shiny scaly skin. No legs, but thin muscular arms ending in 3 long fingered hands, tipped with yellow, shiny claws. Their body is close to 1m diameter thick, tapering towards the tip of their tail, which strangely enough, is covered with thick black curly hair. The whole body is overwhelmingly reptilian.
The being inside the chamber is confused, which is when I remembered the glass is polarized. I keep myself hidden for now, and instead, I talk on the chamber's loudspeakers. "Hello? Can you hear me? Do you understand me?" The snake-like monster immediately turns towards the speaker at the corner of the room. They seem listen carefully. "If you can hear me, put a hand up." Still listening, but nothing, except a faint, hissy voice I can hear being recorded: "...mmmeee...mmmmmmmeeeeeee...hhhhhaaann..."
My eyes shine up. They don't know what I'm saying, but seem to understand enough to repeat. I quickly deploy a simple learning book for children inside the chamber. They look at it, sniff it, until grabbing with their hands. Some minutes pass, and the creature is still "reading" the book, very interested on the shapes and objects depicted, almost as if they never seen some of them. In fact, they seem fixated on one page, but I can't tell which.
"Do you like the book?" I say, and the monster turns once more to the speaker. This time, curiously, they try to show to the speaker a page of the book, which is the same page they have been obsessed with. I breathe deeply. I'm too curious to see which page they like so much. I open my polarized glass, which makes a quiet sound, but the creature immediately turns, and looks at me for the first time.
I look at them slowly approach me, behind the glass. My heart is pumping, as the gigantic head eyes me with its eight lookers, all lidless, from various angles. The hand, bigger than my head, is against the glass, as I see the white, smooth palms with black veins pumping unknown liquid. Sniffing the glass itself, I try putting my hand within theirs, which make them take their hand away from the glass...still fearful.
Then, as I'm endlessly fascinated with every aspect of this grandiose being, they pull the book against the glass, pointing towards the page I was so curious about. A faint laugh and a smile gets out from me, as I see it is a picture of a cartoon snake. I grab the microphone, and say: "Snake." a few times, in different intonations. "Ssss...ssssnnnnaaaake..." The creature said, and soon after put a hand on the chest, looking down at it. "Sssnaake...Ssnnnnaaaake".
I never felt more joyous in my whole life. They learned so fast it was almost scary. I saw them slither around the room, looking at themselves and repeating the word, seemingly happy of, possibly, knowing their name. After some rejoicing of us both, the experiment came back, and looked at me again. which reminded me I didn't close the polarized glass. With both hands on the mirror, they looked at me, and pressed their forehead on the glass, as what I presumed was an act of thankfulness. I was almost going to do the same, but from the hatch came crashing down a bloody carcass.
It was meal time.
END OF PART 1
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