"Hergh hergh hergh... Tickle tickle tickle... Tickle tickle tickle..." Mr Fulten mumbles greedily as he looks at the quarry before him. Henry is on all fours on top of one of the many desks, the 10-year-old fox boy wearing his shirt and jacket while a large hand ruffles on his head of orange head-fur between his ears, but is completely nude from the waist-down. His sleek fine pelt shows as his legs stay positioned while his creamy white buns are in complete display for the grown-up bear. The adult’s fat gut pushing against his shirt and a large tent suppressed in his trousers, Mr Fulten leers at the half naked cub, this soft thumbs pushing into the vulpine's furry crack. Henry stares with a complete dumbfounded look into the wall, both of his eyes endlessly rippling with red and periwinkle rings as he dons a very vacant expression with his tongue hanging out of his muzzle and drops of saliva escaping his maw, the fox just stays in place while his Math teacher ducks his hand in and wiggles the kid's dangling furry marbles about.

Meanwhile, a handsome young lion cub is walking by the school. Ryan huffs as he hitches his backpack up on his shoulder as he goes. The sun is just about to set and it's about to be dark. There's a couple of lights flickering to life all around the school, which makes it easier to navigate by. 

Tonight, though, something is... Odd. There's a certain sort of smell in the school that he can't quite place. A smell that he only really notices once he passes Mr Fulten's rooms. It's a heavy smell. A warm smell. Eventually, he tracks it down to it's source and his ears prick up as he hears that voice - the voice he knows from Math class.

Curious, he puts his book-bag down on the ground so he can hoist himself up to the very edge of the window to peer into the class.
And there the teacher is; big and vast and heavy and... Henry? Is that Henry? And Henry's on the desk. 

"Aaawwwllllaaahhhlll..." Henry moans continuously - not out of lust or pleasure, but merely from his vacant condition.

"That is correct, Henry." Mr Fulten says as he snaps his fingers twice. -SNAP- -SNAP- 

"Urrhhh... Aaawlll..." The foxy turns around and lies on his back. The bear watches with satisfaction as the young orange vulpine grabs his feet with his hands and holds his own legs open, splaying out his velvet privates to his teacher.

“Huh?” Ryan whispers, “What's Mr Fulten’s doing?” 

"Excellent form, kiddo." He grins as he traces a thick finger onto the boy's soft peen. "Just like that..." 

Ryan snickers as he sees the big ursine play with Henry’s privates, almost laughing. Then he gasps when Mr Fulten tilts his head up and almost looks his way! Ryan ducks and hops off the ledge. “I better get home before he catches me…”  The cub tells himself before he scampers off, mildly confused more than anything…


-SEVERAL DAYS LATER-


"So with 2 times 3, it is like you are adding 2 with 2, and another 2. If you add them up, you get 6 as an answer" Mr Fulten the bear says to the class. Mr Fulten is the Math teacher for all the 4th-5th graders here. A rather tubby and thick fellow, the bear wears a button-up polyester shirt with suspenders holding up his tan trousers, “This is how basic times-tables work. We’ll be reviewing this before we get into division.

Mr Fulten also has something no one else knows about. Not only is he gay, but he has a very keen eye for little boys. Of course he likes men too, but he's also a part-time pedophile. Some of those impudent little brutes are what really gets this ursine's gears going. And up until at least half a decade ago, he's only gotten off on fantasies alone...

And that Henry... Heh. He does not remember a thing. He doesn't even know his little butthole still smuggling a huge 4inch thick toy hidden in his cheeks, having absolutely no awareness...

The whole time, Ryan is sitting in his usual spot in the middle of the class. A pencil in one paw and the book open to the requisite page. His other paw  lies across his open notebook as he scribbles numbers down, maybe the only kid in class who's actually paying attention. 

The events of a few nights ago is still circulating his young little mind. The way Henry was acting – he’s only seen him THAT naked one time, and it was at camp with Ryan, Henry, and a couple of other boys were comparing their penises; they were curious – for one, Ryan’s wiener is free-hanging, while Henry has this weird thick pocket and he had to pull his peepee out of it, and a couple of other boys had similar to either kind. But why was Henry half nude with a teacher? It doesn’t make any sense.

From time to time, Ryan looks from the fat teacher to the small fox. Cocking his head and sneaking a peek when he thinks he can risk it. It seems like nothing happened. Had it been just a dream? A kind of fever dream bought on by being in the library for such a long time with all those books while he was trying to sort out his science project? Had it been just his imagination? 

The chubby bear in his hand writes on the white board as he teaches the room of young kids, “If you need a chart to remember which number-”

-EBEBEBEBEBEBEBEBEBBE-

The school bell rings loudly outside the classroom to signify that it's time for recess, and thus shoots the racing pistol for the kids to pack up their gear, Ryan’s playful mind grabs at the racing scream of the bell. He immediately takes his baseball cap and slaps it on his tuft of sandy brown fur on his head. His notion of what to say to the older man drying up in an instant as it is replaced by thoughts of recess and his treats inside his book bag. 

"Alright, class, be sure to remember your assignments, and the quiz is scheduled for this Friday. I'll see you all tomorrow." Mr Fulten called out. The bear caps the dry-erase marker, before he sits down at his desk while all of the students filed out. His eyes leer to the kids here and there... Wondering which one he'll play with next when he gets the time, and what he can probably do with them... Maybe Juan Rodriguez the bull kid will be next - upon open-house, he did also have a huge stud of a brother with him... God, the thought of that pot-bellied cow jock dazed and entranced while licking his little brother's limb penis while Juan rubs his little nipples actually seems very hot. Simple. He'll just hypnotize the bovine kid to tell him where he lives, entrance the older bull into a rendezvous where he will reactivate the hypnosis again and begin the fun at Mr Fulten's command.

... Well, it may not be what the layman would call 'simple', but that’s besides the point.

But then, as Ryan gets to the door, a glint catches his eye. His lingering thoughts catch up with the furry kitten for a moment, before he decides he wants to make it a quick question for the teacher. He squares up his shoulders and starts walking toward the fat ursine. As he gets past all the little desks and up to the big one, he can't help but gulp.

"Hey uh... Mr Fulten?" He says.

All Mr Fulten’s perverted strategizing has side-tracked the ursine while filing a pile of assignments, so much so that he has not even noticed the little cub that lingered in the room, staying behind. The slightly obese teacher arranges a few things before his fluffy round ears pick up the little voice. "Hm?" He looks to see a curious looking kid. "Oh, Ryan? Is there something I can help you with?"

“Hey so, there was something I saw that was wondering about.”

“Oh, what is it?”

“See, my friend Henry, he was acting weird a couple of days ago.”

Henry.

Mr Fulten's eyes widen at the name. NOW the boy has his attention. The bear's pupils shrink slightly at the very notion, his face feels a threatening hot prickle across his brown mug, "Um... Yes?" He says, shifting his leg to feel the round bulge in his pants pocket, "What about him, Ryan?"

“You um…” The lion shifts his eyes around the teacher. There’s certainly a different air about him now. His usual air of authority has left, and now he seems… Scared? He looks like that one time when Ryan’s dad caught him lying about his report card, “Do you always see kids after class?”

“No uh, No I don’t.” Mr Fulten denied. 

'Oh fuck' The bear thinks, 'He SAW me?! Shit! Did he tell anyone?!' The fat bear’s entire body shifts in icy horror while fear that weighs approximately a metric ton pushes in his massive gut. Did this boy tell his Mom or Dad what he was doing?! How much did he see?! How LONG did he watch?! He can't just ask all these questions directly! 

“But I saw you with Henry after school a couple of days ago.” The lion tells him. The cocky little cub can see he’s gaining an edge here; he can see beads of sweat on the bear’s head as a steady frown can be seen.

"A-Aahh, yes... Well... You see... Heine - er - Henry was earning extra credit..." Will the kid buy that? Did he see how Henry was wiggling his privates in the bear's face?? Or how he had the vulpine snack on the bear's nipple?? Or that he modeled a sequin thong around while standing on the desk?! Mr Fulten's chest is almost fit to explode right now!

“Nuh-uh, that wasn’t extra credit, Mr Fulten.” Ryan conjectured, feeling like he’s got the huge teacher by the balls, “I saw him like on all fours and you were playing with his butt.” The lion almost grins as he sees the terror in the bear’s eyes.

“N-Now Ryan.” 

‘This isn't good...’ Mr Fulten thinks, ‘It's only a matter of time before he does something reckless! I has to act now, or this kid will blab everything!’

“Admit it!” The kid accuses in victory, “You and Henry were getting all naked with each other and stuff!” This is great. Maybe Mr Fulten will give him straight A’s if he promises not to tell. Or he could get free comics for life from Mr Fulten!

“Ryan, I think this is just one big misunderstanding.” Mr Fulten’s face is burning fiercely with shame and fear. He’s been seen, and this kid can really destroy him now!

“Nuh-uh, I saw it all. You were playing with Henry’s butt. Is that ok, though? I thought grown-ups weren’t allowed to play with kids like that…” Ryan says, thinking how he can establish his negotiations.

‘There is only one way out of this.’ Mr Fulten thought. Having little choice, the bear lets the gold chain trickle from his pocket, catching the lion's eye for a moment, "Alright, Ryan... I need to set a few things straight..." With his large hand in his pocket, he subtly moved it and fished out a round brass pocket watch.

“Yeeees?” Ryan asks deliberately as he gives the teacher sly eyes.

The bear stands up, letting the watch drop and dangle by its gold chain. With his hands in his pockets, but his watch still hanging and swinging idly left and right. The sunlight reflects the mirror-like brass off the trinket - that's imperative, correct light placement is VERY important, it needs to hit the retinas to get started. 

"Just let me talk, and you'll understand everything. I promise you won’t get into trouble..." Because that's what little kids fear a lot among other things - he needs to be given the fact that he's not going to get in trouble for anything. 

“ME in trouble?” Ryan scoffs as he squints and blinks from the annoying light. “I think YOU’re gonna get in trouble.”

“Now don’t talk back to me, fuzzball.” The bear scolds him, gaining back his authority, while the smug look started to slowly leave the cub’s face. Meanwhile, the bright glint keeps shining at the boy's eyes for a few squints... Only a few, anyway...

“Nope! I’mma go tell the principal.” Ryan says as he hitches his back up, feeling a little dizzy, “You’re uh…” The boy shuts his eyes firmly, before tossing his head and feeling a chill down his spine, “You did uh…”

“I did what, Ryan?" Mr Fulten keeps direct contact with the lion's eyes - he can see the boy getting a little drowsy, and some rings are starting form and move within them. It's starting to work!

“Uh… You, ummm…” Ryan started to feel weird and light-headed. Everything is starting to get all fuzzy “I dunno.”

“That’s right.” Mr Fulten says, seeing color starting to show in Ryan’s dull gaze, “You're not going anywhere, Ryan... I need to talk to you about sneaking around on people..." 

“But I… You were all… Henry…” The cub’s ace in the hole is starting to slip from his grasp.

"You really shouldn’t be looking in on someone's privacy... If you asked nicely, maybe I would’ve let you and Henry play together for me..." His deep voice starts to echo in Ryan's ears... 

“Uh… Um… Waahhh…” The lion’s brain glazes over as everything but the shiny yellow watch seems to melt around and away. Nothing else seems to matter... Everything seems to be mesh all together...

"Oh yes, I am very disappointed in you..." The bear continues to chant as he sees glimmers of cyan and orange swirl within Ryan's eyes, "As a teacher, I can no doubtly tell... You are so very stupid for this... You are so very, very, stupid... In fact, you do not have a mind... You cannot do anything without being told... You don't seem to think in my class, or any class... The way your mind wanders, I do not even think you even have a brain... Noooooo..." Mr Fulten grows steadily more relieved as he can see the young face soften... Relieved, and hungry for this kid... 

Ryan slowly but surely accepted everything that the big man told him. He was stupid. He was nothing. He was empty. As each and every statement wormed its way into the vacant kitty's empty mind more and more swirls seemed to appear in his eyes. Another affect that the process seemed to have on him was that he seemed to imprint on the person inputting the suggestions.

"You do not have a mind at all... No feelings, no thinking, no will, nothing inside your tiny little head... You are just a mindless little cat who can't seem to do anything on his own... You are nothing... You are nobody... You belong only to this empty and meaningless state of being..." Ryan's eyes are now two orbs of radiant cyan and neon orange rings emitting from the middle. His little mouth is slightly ajar as he stands there, not saying a word or showing any emotion, like any other child parked in front of a television.

Each and every sentence one stuck a lot easier than the last simply because the cub's mind was being made to trust the bear who had been talking to him. Frankly he couldn't even remember a time when he wasn't talking to the ursine. It was as though Mr Fulten was all that there ever was. Very soon, Ryan had reached the desirable state. He had become a blank slate. He was filled with nothing and totally ready to be molded into what his hypnotize wanted. Young minds are so easy to mold.

Mr Fulten picks the pocket watch up and holds it in his hand. He steps over to the lion, and waves his other hand up and down in front of the boy’s face. "HHHH... Whhheewwww..." The bear breathes a huge sigh of relief from Ryan giving no response to his hand. The hypnosis is completely and utterly successful. Ryan’s free will in his brain has been completely wiped clean under the watch’s spell, and will remain that way indefinitely. “Alright... Not out of the woods just yet. I need to make sure there's no one else..." 

"Tell me right now: did you tell anyone about what you have seen with me and your friend Henry Harrison?"

"No, Mr Fulten." The kid answers simply. And then he elaborates, because that's not exactly right. He DID tell someone. "I told you, Mr Fulten."

"Oh, thank God..." Mr Fulten sighs and scowls as he looks at him. This kid… Though he hasn’t noticed before, he is cute and handsome. 

The huge ursine then stands up, and walks to the door, leaving the kid to stand where he is. Mr Fulten locks the door, and lowers the blinds to block the view. The bear then traverses to the windows of the classroom, and closes them all down, one by one, blocking the sunlight, and disabling ANYONE from seeing them. "Alright, I'll have to remember that every time I do this... For now..." The bear looks to the mindless lion, still standing there under the spell. The teacher grins as he tilts his head as he adjusts his tie before he goes to his desk. He opens the drawer and takes out what looks like a recorder device and a Bluetooth. The bear taps on an arrowbutton until it gets to a specific recording labeled ‘Heavy Vintage’. 

Time to reprogram this kid.

Mr Fulten places and secures the Bluetooth into the cub’s left ear, and pressed [PLAY] on the device. The adult’s big and broad ears pick up on the recorded whispering from the Bluetooth, but dismissed it as he puts the device away in his pocket. The bear then takes his shiny pocket watch and walks to the other side of the drone-like boy. He clicks watch open, and lets the ticking open the boy's mind from the kid’s right ear.

Tic-tic-tic-tic-tic-tic-tic-tic-tic-tic-tic

"From now on... Each and every time you hear the word 'Honey', you will do any and everything that you are told to do. You will do EXACTLY what you are instructed when you hear the word 'Honey'. After hearing the word 'Honey', your body will obey all that you are told to do." The guidebook says the first few commands should be repeated, even paraphrasing is good. He says firmly, “Repeat that to me.”

“From now on, each and every time I hear the word 'Honey', I will do any and everything that I am told to do. I will do EXACTLY what I am instructed when I hear the word 'Honey'. After hearing the word 'Honey', my body will obey all that I am told to do." Ryan says in a monotone way.

“Very good.” Mr Fulten says. 

Tic-tic-tic-tic-tic-tic-tic-tic-tic-tic-tic

"And now, when I snap my fingers like this," The bear, "You will come out of your trance, and once again become Ryan, who you previously were. When I snap my fingers, you will have no memory of what ever happened while you are in this state. When I snap my fingers, you will revert to your normal self, with all of the commands I may have given you still in your brain." He instilled, making sure the kitten is still in a mindless state, "For now, I will keep you like this. However, when I say the word ‘Cave’, you will return to this state of hypnosis instantly. If you hear my voice say 'Cave', you will once again become my brainless little boy. When I pronounce the word 'Cave', this is EXACTLY who, what, and how you will be..."

Tic-tic-tic-tic-tic-tic-tic-tic-tic-tic-tic 

-CLICK- He closed the watch, and the ticking stopped, imprinting the previous commands.

“Now, lil cub” The bear started, “Why don’t you give me a smile?” The little boy’s lips curl into a very sincere happy smile, “Good boy, Now set your backpack down…” Ryan obeys, shrugging his pack off and onto the floor, “Good. You are going to be here for a while. Now,” He points to his crotch, “Nuzzle my private area.”

Ryan then walks forward, his cheerful smile still posed on his muzzle as he comes to the teacher, and pushes his snout into the bear’s package. The boy shoves his face into his teacher’s bulge, meshing his closed lips on him, digging in and rubbing it up and down. Mr Fulten chuckles in satisfaction as the cub mindlessly nudges onto his lap, “Now, tell me, Ryan.” The bear says as he takes Ryan’s head by under his neck, and moves it up to look at him, “Assuming I confessed to playing with Henry’s butt, what were you going to do?”

“I was gonna make you do stuff for me, Mr Fulten.” Ryan answered honestly, his mind still without his own, “I was gonna make you give me straight A’s or buy me stuff if I said I wasn’t gonna tell anyone.”

“Blackmail.” Mr Fulten shook his head and clicked his tongue, “Naughty, naughty, naughty. I think we need to teach you a small lesson…”

-A FEW MINUTES LATER-

“And… Wake.” SNAP

“Huh?” Ryan snaps out of it, awake. He looks down, around and looking around a few times. “Mr Fulten?”

“So, what were you saying, Honey?”

“Uh… Oh yeah!” The kid gives a smirk and a growl, “You were playing with Henry’s butt! And you could get in trouble, right?”

“I might.” The bear nod, “Take off your shirt.”

“What? Nuh-uh, I’m not gonna…” Ryan looks down and irks as he sees himself pulling off his shirt, and then his long-sleeve shirt, showing off his pudgy upper body, “Ok, uh… So anyway…”

“What if I WERE playing with Henry?” The ursine chuckled, “What then?”

“I know grown-ups don’t get nude with kids, Mr Fulten.” The lion defied, “You’re gonna get so f-”

“How about you take off your shorts?”

“What? No!” The lion scoffs, “So you can play with MY butt too?”

“Hah hah, no, I think I’d like to tickle your dinky too.”

“Ew, oh my gosh! You’re so…” Ryan then looks and sees his paws tossing his garment down to the floor, now only wearing his underpants and shoes. “Wait, wha??”

“Hahah, for someone who wants to get me in trouble for this, you sure seem too comfortable with stripping in front of me.”

“No, this is uh… This is weird, I uh…” Ryan then puts his paws over his little bulge and blushes, “Heh heh heh, sooo…” He chuckles nervously, “I-I-I uh… I don’t think Henry really hated it when you uh…”

“Went to town on his ‘marbles’?” The bear grins.

Ryan then whips around and bends over, shortly before mooning the bear right on the spot, “Kiss my booty, fruity!” 

“Hahahaha, wow, that’s mature.” Mr Fulten laughs. Ryan’s face goes hot as he turns back around and pulls his underwear back over his rear.

“Ok, I didn’t wanna do that I- I don’t even know WHY, uh…”

“Why what? Didn’t you wanna play ‘marbles’ with me?” Mr Fulten snickered, activating the trigger again. The lion turns right around and flashed his golden buns at the ursine again.

“Kiss my booty, fruity!” Ryan cheered as he wiggles his bottom around. He meeped and pulls up his underwear again and turning to look at the teacher, “Ok, how are you doing that?”

“Hahah, I don’t know what you mean.”

“T-THAT! Where I just did! Like when I showed you my… My butt!”

“Weren’t you just going to tell the ‘boss’ on me, Ryan?” The bear smiles again. 

Ryan’s paws then automatically go to his underpants again and pulled them down to flash the bear his genitals. The lion’s face goes hot as his fingers plucked and flopped his little wiener around and bouncing it about, “1, 2, 3, and 4.” He counts and stops, yanking his underwear up again and blushing very hard. “O-Ok… That- this, that’s not funny, Mr Fulten.”

“Boss.”

The lion is triggered again, pulling his underwear down and playing with his little penis like he’s shaking it off, “1, 2, 3, and 4.”

“Marbles.”

Ryan finds himself swerving around bending over to show the ursine his exposed bottom again, “Kiss my booty, fruity!”

“Bongo.” 

Ryan then bends over and starts to spank himself, “Errff! Ah! Nngghh!” The lion irks as his paws slap his own bottom in front of the teacher several times before he stops. He winces with humiliation as the bear chuckles in front of him. “What’s going on??”

“Well, I guess I should say it.” The bear shrugged, “I hypnotized you.”

“Huh??”

“You know, like when that magician showed up at the assembly last month, and he made a few teachers act all funny with this magic trick called ‘hypnosis’.”

“Wait, but everyone knows it was just fake!” Ryan defied, “It’s not real! No one can get hypnotized!”

“Of course it is – I hypnotized you, and I made it so you act a certain way every time I say a certain word.”

“What? I don’t get it.”

“Alright, then pay attention while I say… ‘Bongo’.”

Ryan leans forward again before he had time to react before his paws start slapping his behind again, “Irk! Ah! Hey!” He looks over his shoulder and watches his own arms set to work against him! “What the- I’m not doing this!”

“Of course you are, because I hypnotized you into doing things just from hearing a specific word.”

 “Ok, this isn’t funny!” Ryan snarled “If you don’t stop, I’m gonna-”

“Gonna what? Bring me some ‘flowers’?” He sets off another post-hypnotic trigger. 

Ryan blinks and he takes on a totally different demeanor. His black pupils brightened up and turned into pink hearts in his eyes. The small boy has a very fluffy affection and new devotion to the fat man before him. He giggles and rubs his thighs together as he holds his paws interlaced before him.

“Maybe… Hehehe” Ryan smiles bashfully, under a flirty influence of the trigger. He just wants to please the man before him – he thinks Mr Fulten is adorable, handsome, alluring, distinguished. A real MAN’S man. And he is lucky to be is furry little play thing.

“Heh heh heh… You wanna be a good kitty?”

“Yessir, yessir!” The lion boy nods quickly, almost like an eager school girl. The ursine then digs in his drawer and takes out a pink collar with some sparkly diamonds on it and a bow. Mr Fulten comes to the boy, bends over, and puts it around his neck. “M-Mmmeeewwwwl!” The lion nearly squeals as the devastating stud puts the girly accessory around his neck, his young throat purring rapidly as the bear adjusts it. 

“Gooooood boy,” The bear chuckles. He takes a second to look at Ryan’s left ear – it’s still holding the Bluetooth device to his head and is still operating its pre-set message, “Ok good. It’s still on.”

“Mew!” Ryan meows cutely. 

“Here, lemme…” Mr Fulten then reaches down and starts to rub his finger into the lion’s package, “Tickle tickle tickle?”

“Rrrrffff! Mr Fulteeeen!” Ryan giggles bashfully as he lets the adult flop and bounce his round pouch around. 

“Here,” The bear taps on his own muzzle with a grin, “You gotta kiss for me?”

“Yeah! Here, here!” The kitten holds up his little arms and presses his mouth to the bear’s round cheek. He kisses him playfully, and then smooched his lips, and then kissed his other cheek. 

“Awwww, look who’s all lovey-dovey.” The bear muses as he looks at those flashing pink hearts in Ryan’s orb-like eyes. 

“I wanna love all over you, Mr Fulten!” The slutty cub says, “You got such a big booty I wanna smush and a thick winky I wanna suckle.”

“Pfff, hahahaha” The bear laughs, “Good lord, you’re gayer than I am.” The bear grins at the smiling lion and holds up his fingers. “Now… Wake?”

-SNAP-

Ryan blinks and looks down, “EW! What the?!” The kid slaps the teachers arm away and snarls adorably at him.

“What’s the matter? You were liking me a minute ago.”

“This is gross! YOU’RE gross! You were touching my thing!” The lion cub scowls at him… But his anger is overshined by that bright pink bow behind his neck on the collar, which he almost immediately notices. “Agh, what the?? Grrrr!” He grabs it and yanks the collar off and chucks it to the floor before taking his baseball hat back to his head. “What the hell you doing with me??” 

“Just having some fun; you’re just so cute and small. Just a good thing you don’t notice the Bluetooth in your ear.”

“What Bluetooth?” Ryan asked, not even checking for himself.

“Nothing. Just think you look good with it on. Like a little ‘boss’.”

“NYU!” Ryan looks down and sees his paws convulsively pull his underwear down and start to wiggle is small dick around, “1, 2, 3, and 4.” He growls again as he pulls his undies back up, “Stop iiiiittt you stupid jerk!”

“Oohhhhh that’s gonna cost you.” Mr Fulten huffs and chuckles, “Take off your underwear.”

“What?? NO!” The lion said in a young roar.

The bear looks at the defiant cub and how he’s not taking off his underpants, “… Oh right, forgot to say ‘Honey’.”

“What’s that mean?”

“Well, whenever I say the word ‘honey’, you have to do everything I say.”

“What? That doesn’t make any sense. What are you talking about?”

“Look, I’ll prove it.” Mr Fulten digs in his pocket of his discarded pants and takes out a very special container. He opens it up to see his stash of homemade light blue wafers. He takes one and closes it back up, “Now stick out your tongue.”

“What is that? A cookie? Awwll!” The lion cub opens his mouth and sticks out his tongue. Mr Fulten places the wafer onto his tongue and the cub subsequently takes it into his mouth. It has a light crunch before the feline’s face contorts with a weird expression as he shudders.

“OoooWOOOoo!” He jumbles from the very sweet and highly tangy taste of the weird wafer as the flavor electrifies his tongue, “This tastes really weird! Like a bunch of sour gummy worms put in like one thing!”

“Hahaha, yes. One of my colleagues makes these himself. It makes small boys react like horny teenagers for a short amount of time.”

“‘Horny’?” Ryan asked, “What does that mean? Like if they were scalies or something? Or make them act like bulls or rhinos that have horns?”

“Not quite.”

“What’s it mean when…” Ryan trails off. He gulps as he feels an odd sensation start to enter his fur. “Uh… Huh…? A-Anyway, this still doesn’t prove you can make me do what you say.”

“Good point. Take off your underwear and suck on your thumb.”

“What…” Ryan looks down and gasps as his paws pull down his undies AGAIN, but this time, all the way down until his little legs kick them aside. “Ok ok, I believe you, you don’t have to- balp!” His mouth is suddenly corked by his thumb. His eyes goes crossed as he looks at his small fist, irking and attempting to pull it out, but to no avail. His lips suckle and squelch around his digit while his tongue licks and rolls around, literally sucking it out of his control. “Mrrm! Mllmm! Rrrgghmmm!” He growls while his other paw goes to cover up his bits.

“This is too good.” The bear says. Ryan looks up and widens his eyes as he sees the bear’s phone held up.

“MMHHLLM!” A bright flash later, the ursine chuckles as he turns the phone around and shows Ryan his ridiculous predicament – wearing only a pink collar and his shoes, with one paw over his junk and the other one nursing his thumb in his mouth and a tiny Bluetooth device in his ear. 

“There. Now we have blackmail on each other.” Mr Fulten then pockets his phone and crosses his beefy arms, “Now how about I play with my little ‘flower’ again?”

Ryan blinked and his eyes dilate cutely into a pair of glowing pink hearts and looked up at the grown bear. He starts to purr again as he bobs his head up and down on his thumb, blushing and wiggling his tail behind him as he stands nude.

“Awwww, there’s a good kitty,” Mr Fulten chuckles as he comes up to Ryan and takes off the boy’s sporty cap and puts the pink collar/back around his neck. Putting his big paws into the boy’s armpits, Ryan’s thumb pops out of his mouth as he’s lifted up.

“Mew” The lion cub looks at the grinning ursine and then smiles bashfully as the brush end of his tail goes up and covers his privates, “H-Hi, Mr Fulten.”

“Hahaha, you are adorable.” Mr Fulten admires, “Here, one moment.” 

“Hrm?” Ryan mewls cutely while he’s turned around to face the door. Curious, he tries to look over his shoulder, “Mr Fulten? What’re you-” His ears and head shoot up and he gasps out loud, “MEEEW!”

“Mmmmchwa,” The bear plants a hard kiss right into the lion’s rosebud. “Ooh, your booty DOES taste fruity,”

“Hehehehehe, oh my ggoooossssh” Ryan blushes as he feels the hot breath brush over his golden buns before he whines out again, “OOOooohh! Hoh, oh, hoh!” The kitty curls his toes as his bottom is nuzzled and kissed affectionately. He purrs nonstop as Mr Fulten noms on either cheek, giving either mound a lick, a wet smooch, and then sunk his teeth in for a tender love-bite, “Meewww!”

“Hehehehe, you’re loving this, aren’t ya? Big old fat pervert like me makin’ out with your little butt?”

“Mmnnhh I dooooo” Ryan moans as he dangles in the air, feeling like he could melt into goop as the teacher licks both cheeks.

“Let’s see how you’re doing.” The bear turns the kitty around and chuckles as he sees that small 3-inch dicklette twitch and throb. “Looks like you’re liking this.” He sets the cub down and boops his cute nose, “You like having me lick you like that?”

 “Yes, Mr Fulten.” The lion says with his adorable grin, “I love it. It feels awesome.”

“Hmhmhm… How would you like me to put something big up your butt?”

Ryan blushes and looks at him with awe, “Can you… Can you actually do that? I never put ANYTHING up my butt before!”

“Uh-huh. Not only that, but I can even kiss your little weewee like I did with your booty-hole.” The perverted teachers says as he tickles the cub’s little cock, “Would you like that?”

“Oh gosh, yeees!” The lion coos, almost gushing like a swooning girl.

“As far as THAT goes,” Mr Fulten says, taking the watch and clicking it open. His eyes then spots the Bluetooth still snug in the kid’s ear, “Oh, I completely forgot. It must be set in by now.” Mr Fulten says as he squats down.

Trailing endlessly from the wireless Bluetooth speaker into the boy’s ear, relaying the protocol ‘Heavy Vintage’ into the young cat’s brain, is the following recording:

[“You are now homosexual. Any sexual orientation you might have had is no more. You are gay. You like men. You love men. You do not question it. You do not know any other way. You are not heterosexual. You are not bisexual. You are homosexual. You will cater to older men. The older the better. Without you ever knowing it, you will make yourself subtly available to the same gender of an advanced age. You will augment your body to get attention. (Awesome) You will think about loose, warm, soft testicles rubbing every inch of your face. You will yearn to see the generous backside of a man. (Slut) You will want to rub your penis into another man’s butt. You find the image of a large butt sitting on you very appealing. You know that a penis in your mouth is utterly delicious. You are attracted to very fat men. The fatter the better. (Round) Not only that, but you are a strangely bad boy. You love to be abused. You love to be bullied. You love to be used in any way, shape, or form. (Naughty) You are filled with awe when you see a globe of a gut contained in a man’s shirt, how his sweaty manboobs or pecs are so supple in his clothing. You cannot get over how shapely a man’s butt is, how it fits so well in his pants, how you would like to see it exposed, how you want to play with a horny gentleman. (Sweaty) The sweaty, hairy ballsack rightfully resides in your hands, on your face, and your stomach, anywhere upon you. You want to please please him. You want him. Everything an older man does is, in your turn of phrase, awesome. A fat, adult, muscular man literally makes you drool. (Horny) You can’t help youself. You idolize and revere men over the age of 35 years and men over the weight of 150 pounds. All that I have said is a part of you now. (Hairy) Who you are has been accepted with your personality and demeanor. Though you will never think on it, you absolutely like it when you are used. You are incredibly lucky to be of this state of mind, as if it is the biggest score you will ever accomplish to have a heavy, handsome naked man take advantage of your body. (Privilege) When this recording stops, you will hear nothing for the next 3 seconds, and all of this will be firmly established as a solid fact in your brain. You will not question this, you will not question yourself. (You)--”]

And behind the bold ongoing voice, a secondary track is hidden in a subliminal tone so subtle, it’s almost hard to detect, but that particular frequency is stretched across the recording and playing in the background as such:

{“You like boys. You like butts. You like jocks. You like balls. You like men. You like penis. You like pecs. You like boys. You like manboobs. You like jocks, You like abs. You like men. You like bellies. You like boys. You like kissing. You like jocks. You like naked. You like men. You like underwear. You like boys. You like diapers. You like jocks. You like lingerie. You like men. You like strippers. You like-”}

The bear presses on the button to stop the recording. He waits for at least 10 seconds before removing the Bluetooth from Ryan’s ear. By his best guess, this recording has been playing in Ryan’s ear for well almost an hour since the kid confronted him. The suggestions should be at a good standing by now, but he should probably have Ryan listen to this regularly while hypnotized for a few more days after school to really cement it.

With both subliminal tracks playing nonstop over and over and over again to an impressionable mind, it’s almost guaranteed that the one who listens to it will be a very kinky hornball. Mr Fulten and his colleagues have done this with a couple of other cubs, and they do need to be careful about it.

“For now,” He says with a weird smile, “I want to see if I can persuade you to get weird for me with your regular personality.”

“Ok, Mr Fulten…” The lion smiles dreamily, wanting to do absolutely anything for him.

-SNAP-

The lion is brought back out of his flirty trance again and he looks over his shoulder and winces as he feels his rear is wet! “Ewwww! You- I- You’re GROSS!” He growls “I… I…” The lion blinks and looks down at his petite dick. His peepee is started to feel really, really different.

“What’s wrong, Ryan?”

“Uh, Mr Fulten? I think there’s uh…” He blushes as he feels at his pecker and pinches its girth a bit before he looks at the big and tall teacher, “My uh… My ‘thing’ is getting really weird.”

“Your ‘thing’.” Mr Fulten chuckled, “You’ll have to be more specific.”

“W-What’s my thingy doing, Mr Fulten?? It feels numb or something!”

“Well, for one thing…” The man then puts his large hands on his massive gut. Ryan’s ears jump up and his eyes lock onto the big round bowl of dough being fondled before him, “What happens if I do this?” Mr Fulten pushes his hands into his big stomach and starts to roll his fat up and down under his shirt.

“H-Haaahhh…” Ryan’s knees tremble as his tiny sausage starts to point forward. "... Hurrrhmhurrr- A-AHh!" The lion caught himself purring and cleared his throat, "That's not what I-" His purring is distorted with effort as he tries to speak. He irks and groans as he coughs again, but his chest keeps rattling audibly.

“Or what if you were to observe these?” The bear next cups his moobs, squeezing and holding his big fluffy manly tits, putting on a quite lewd display to the boy.

“Oh my gosh, Mr Fulten…” Ryan whimpers as he clenches his fists, his butthole winking and tightening between his cheeks while his boner gets more noticeable. He looks down again and sees that now his wiener is pushing a very obvious tent.

“Heh, dang Ryan.” The bear says. The flustered cub looked and irked as he sees Mr Fulten has unbuttoned his shirt and is now letting it fall to the floor. “Has no one ever told you it is rude to point?”

“M-Mew!” The lion squealed before his paw slaps onto his muzzle! His eyes feast upon the rotund gut of the ursine. It’s so huge and round! He could probably jump on it and bounce for hours! Then those arms – so muscular and beefy, they can probably lift 500 pounds! The cub starts drooling as his young eyes stare at Mr Fulten’s pecs – square shaped pillows that are plump yet contain muscle, with some thick and soft pink nipples shining from the classroom’s lights.

“Heh heh heh heh heh heh,” Mr Fulten laughs generously as the boy can barely control himself.

“Mr Fulten, I-I-Ieeerrrrr!” Ryan squirms on the spot, his dicklette oozing with adolescent precum as he looks at his teacher up and down. 

“What’s wrong, Ryan?” Mr Fulten smirks, “What are you? Some sort of naughty boy?”

“Hm?” Ryan’s ears quirk up. Something about hearing that feels… Right. “I am?”

“Oh yes, you are very, VERY naughty.” Mr Fulten says. If the hypnotic imprinting has taken effect, this should show some sort of result.

Ryan can’t help but get a smile as he gets inspired, “Oh yeah?” The kitty grins as he turns around and bends over, flagging his tail and waving his rump at the teacher, “How’s THIS? Am I naughty now?”

“Hahaha, oh yes. You are a bad, bad boy.”

-SMACK-

“MEEP!” Ryan jumps as his little ass was slapped. He whips up and rubs his cheeks with both paws. “What was THAT for?”

“Don’t you like being a naughty boy?” 

“Well yeah, sure.”

“Well, bad boys get their asses slapped. All the time.”

“… Ohhhhh. Is that why my dad spanks me?” Ryan asks innocently.

“Sure! Cause he loves slapping your little behind cause he knows you like it too. You’re a bad, dirty, horny boy, and he makes you prove it with all those spankings.”

“Yeeeaaahh!” Ryan grins a smug smile as he wiggles his tushie behind him.

“Heh heh…” The bear grins as the impressionable kitten beams at him, “Looks like you want to prove it now, don’t you?”

“Yes! Yeah!” The lion then turns around and goes on his feet and paws. Mr Fulten bites his lip as he sees Ryan waving his naked butt left and right, “Do it! I wanna spanking!”

“Mmmm…”

“Errff!” The lion feels a heavy paw grab the small of his back harshly.

“Don’t mind if I do…”

SPANK!

“MEEP!” The lion yipes as his right cheeks explodes with a hard slap!

SMACK!

“MEW!” Ryan jumps as his left cheeks gets a hot hit.

BAM!

“EERRrrfff” Ryan grins and clenches his eyes. Somehow, getting spanked hurts so good. Something about being disciplined by this teacher is doing something GREAT for the little guy.

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

“Ah! Ohh! OW! OHH! AhhHH!” Ryan yelps and moans as his tan buttcheeks jiggle with each fiery spank across his cute butt. His tail reaches higher than it can go as his whole small body jerks and flinches as his bottom gets the slapping force over and over again.

“Heh, ok.” The bear tosses his paw in the air a bit to wave off the stinging in his palm, “Think you had enough for now.”

“MurrrRRRrrruuhhh” Ryan waddles a few steps, his paws rubbing his right red mounds as they burn with the spanking aftermath. 

“You know what else naughty boys do?”

“Hmm? What?” Ryan whips back around “What do they do??” The lion asks, almost eager to prove himself.

“They play with private parts.” Mr Fulten grins, says as he unbuckles his belt. Ryan’s eyes dart to his bulge, seeing a short but thick tube-shape in the bear’s boxer-briefs, “Both with their own, and with other men’s balls.”

“Yeah, I’m a bad boy! I’m a REAL bad boy!”

“Then get your little buns over here and polish my fat nuts.” The bear growls as he drops his drawers, to the major wonder of the lion cub, “With your mouth.”

The small kitty trots over and puts his little paws onto the bear’s thick thighs. He shoves his nose into the ursine’s sack and sniffs it. Ryan purrs and starts to lick and nurse on those kiwi-sized testicles. His small paws go up and rubs them on either side while the bear’s dick rises on its own and curls up in full erection.

“O-Oooh, oh yeah” Mr Fulten’s cock throbs, just about ready to burst if he doesn’t stuff this cub soon. The fat burr leans back and groans as his hips thrusts up, sliding his balls out of Ryan’s paws and landing his sac right on the lion’s nose for a tea-bag.

Ryan’s tongue slides around and suckles on the lower-hanging of the balls.

“O-Oh god…!” Mr Fulten grasps his desk as he almost came right there. Ryan glances up at that massive gut and starts to French kiss that scrotum. His little paws go up and fluff at the teacher’s big blob-like stomach. “Mmmm yeah, boy… Get in there and fuckin… OOo yeah, right there! Juggle them around, bad boy…”

Something about Mr Fulten is that his scrotum is a very keen weakspot for him; playing with his nuts has always cranked up his horny-meter on very high levels at a very fast pace. It really doesn’t take that much time at all before he goes from a jolly teddy bear to a ravenous beast.

“Awwllaawwllaawll” Ryan rolls those fat nuts around in the loose and free-hanging sack. His cute muzzle slurps and moistens them all around until Ryan is unable to taste anything but the bear’s hairy balls. His own saliva dribbles on his chin as he forces Mr Fulten to moan and squirm in his creaking chair, even getting a dab of precum on his nose from the ursine’s overflowing cock.

“Mmmhhh, I had nuff…” The bear growls as he gets up.

“Hulh?” The lion innocently looks up, curious about why Mr Fulten suddenly looks serious.

“I think I’m about ready to fuck your little ass, kitty boy…” 

“Errr… Mr Fulten?” Ryan looks down and sees the bear’s thick paw stroking his fat member, spreading the slippery juices all over is meat. He’s REALLY not sure what Mr Fulten is getting at, “What are you uh-”

“Slut-kitten.” The bear says, invoking a weird trigger. The cub backs up a bit, blinking curiously.

“Fuck me, fatty?” Ryan blinks again. That’s not what he meant to say, “Fuck my butthole? No wait, I meant, shove your cock inside of me. Huh??” Ryan coughs, more confused than anything.

“MMM good booOOOY!” The bear says as he swoops down and grabs the kitten.

“MEW!” Ryan yelps as the next thing he knows, his back is on one of the small desks. “Wreck me, king! Wait, Mr Dong! Fuck me!” He says, his brain only allowing him to say a fixed set of words. He as no idea what Mr Fulten is doing, even as he aims his huge weiner at the lion’s anus.

“Keep talking, bad boy.” The bear says, chuckling as Ryan smiles cutely.

“I’m a bad boy?” Ryan giggles, “Wanna fuck me like a- Meep!” He irks as Mr Fulten moves his meat in and presses on his pucker. “Fuck me though! I wanna fuck, dong!” Ryan’s eyes widen as his anus is slowly forced open. An explosion of excitement and adrenaline races inside the young lion, like he’s just about to drop down on a super fast roller coaster! “Mr FuuuuUUUUCK!” Even his arms shoot up like he’s rushing in the speeding coaster while Mr Fulten’s meat pushes into him.

“Oh fuck YES!” Mr Fulten finally slides his rod up into the lion’s asshole, pinning Ryan to the desk by his little shoulders as he buries his hot dick into Ryan’s snug and wet tunnel.

“Fuuuck me!” Ryan moans out as his little dick throbs and drools on his lap. 

“Good kitty…” The bear licks his lips as he takes Ryan’s legs. The lion mews as his short legs are forced back, exposing his anus more as the fat, manly teacher rolls himself back and hilts the cub again, flexing his thick meat in that little hole.

“Myyuuuuu!” The feline moans out as he tucks his arms behind his legs.

“Good boy, hold your legs for me…” Mr Fulten growls as his hands roughly grab onto Ryan’s sides. The lion gulps right before another moan jumps out of his mouth from having that cock slide out and push back in.

“Ah! Ah! Ah! Oh, ah, oh, ah!” Ryan’s small frame moves lightly up and down on the desk within Mr Fulten’s grip. His petite balls wobble and bounce under his hard pink penis as he absorbs the bear’s lust forcing into his adorable rump. He still has no idea what Mr Fulten is doing, or why. But it feels awesome! “Fuck meeee! Fuck me, daddy bear! Fuck me! Fuck me!”

“Oh yeah, say it loud, kitten.” The bear sneers as he pushes his fat bush right into Ryan’s rear, balls deep.

“IIIIII’MM a little slut boy!” Ryan squeals as his young prostate feels that massive monster push in. 

“Yeah… I’m gonna show your little ass to a few horny fuckers of mine.” The bear says as he humps into the horny kitten, “You know Mr August? Your English teacher?”

“Murrr?” Ryan moans as he’s rocked back and forth with his hole swallowing and slipping that huge dong again and again.

“He fucks little boys like you all the time. He’s the one who showed me how to get little bad boys like you wave your butts in my face with no pants.”

“Wave my butt in your…”

“Yeah…” Mr Fulten pulls his cock out of Ryan’s stretched anus and lifts the boy up.

“Mew!” Ryan moans as his body is brought up and turned around. He looks over his shoulder to see Mr Fulten grabbing his young hips and then shoving his adult snout between Ryan’s golden buns. “FOOO!”

“Like thish” The bear growls as he smothers his face and downright motorboats Ryan’s butt.

“O-Ooohh!” Ryan shudders and moans as his rod stiffens even harder from a hard licking and light gnawing on his rump cheeks. “Ohhhh fuck my butt, fuck and eat my buuuuuuutt!”

“Hrrmmrrmm” Mr Fulten really shoves his nose and mouth into Ryan’s rear, his tongue rolling in broad licks across one cheek, and then the other, slurping and wiggling his tongue up and down that crevice and twirling into that stretched anus.

Before he knew it, Ryan finds himself shoved belly-down onto the desk with his lower body dangling from the edge. “Fuck me?” He asks as he looks up over the heavy-set teacher stroking his dick again.

“Oh yes, little boy.” The bear grins as he lines up his meat with Ryan’s crack.

“F-Fuck, fuck my butt,” It’s all he can say, with limited vocabulary in between, “Fuck my buuUUUTT!” He squeals as hearts spring in his eyes as his asshole is forced open again and his cute bottom swallows that thick meat whole. The lion’s small penis throbs rigid as he feels every inch of that beer can cock slide out of his tunnel and shove right back in! “MEEEW!”

“Oh yeah, I’mma fuck your little butt alright…” Mr Fulten growls as he becomes overcome with lust as his fat ass jiggles and flexes each time he plows fully into Ryan’s rump.

“Hoh! Hoh! Hoh! Hoh! Hoh! Hoh!” Ryan’s little paws cling onto the desk as his foot paws jerk about in the air while dribbles of pre pool on the floor from his very hard dicklette. 

“Fuck… You were gonna tell on me, huh??” The bear grins as his meaty paw pins Ryan down by his back. 

“Errff!” Ryan moans as that monster member continues to drill into his pucker, “F-F-Fuuuuck my buuuutt…!”

“Just cause I was playing with that little foxy’s balls? What? You never played with YOUR balls? Or your daddy’s balls?”

“M-MeeRRRRrrr!” 

“Ohhh, hah hah” Mr Fulten grins as he raises his brows as he pins Ryan down as he continues to fuck him, “You like the sound of that, don’t ya, ya pussy slut?”

“Fuck… My… Butt…!” Ryan moans out as his whole small body jerks with each thrust into his ass.

“I got ya completely hypnotized, ya know…” The dirty old ursine licks his muzzle, “I think I’ll do that. Make you play with yo daddy’s balls every chance you get.” 

“Ah! Hah! A-Ahh!” Ryan squirms and mewls over and over, his young mind unable to cope with all the arousal and lust coursing in his body. The more Mr Fulten talks, the more he wants!

“Hell, I already ran that program into your head to make you a thirsty lil slut. You’re probably going to ogle for your old man anyway. Difference is – how about I make you go nudist in your own house?” Mr Fulten sneers as he plunges his meat as deep as it will go.

“OoooOOOLLL!” Ryan meows out loud as his G-Spot is overwhelmed entirely. “Meep!” He feels himself lift from the desk and hover onto the bear’s massive gut on his back. He looks down and purrs and drools as that meaty paw places his thumb and index paw onto Ryan’s cub penis and starts massaging it.

“Yeah. Think I’mma do that…” Mr Fulten mutters to the whimpering lion boy. Ryan’s toes curl as he pushes his little head between Mr Fulten’s big fluffy moobs.

“G-GHh! A-Ahhnn! Nnnyyeeeaaahh!” He moans out as his pink dong suddenly spurts out several white bullets! His body jerks and flails in the ursine’s grip as his furry orbs pushed into his scrotum to unleash that young seed all over in front of him.

“Heh heh… Gooooood kitty…” The bear licks his muzzle again as the lion slumps on his fat belly, with his hard cock still lodged in his anus.

“Awwwllll…” Ryal drools with a very dumb and goofy grin on his muzzle. “Fuck meeeeee” He moans cutely.

“Gladly, kitty.” Mr Fulten smirks as he takes the lion by his short thighs. “Good think I’m about to pop too” Ryan irks as he looks down and bites his lip as the bear’s mighty hips start to drive up inside him. 

“Ohh! Ohhh! Oh! Ohhh! OOooohhhh!” Spent, Ryan moans as his bussy slurps up and down Mr Fulten’s member, almost as if he’s being used like a fleshlight.

“Mmhhhyyeeeaahhh” The bear growls as he starts to bounce Ryan’s body up and down into a good rhythm, “Oh yeah, oh yeah, you’re a furry pussy, you are a fucking furry slut pussy”

“F-Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me” Ryan says as his speech restrictions continue to contain his phrases.

“Ommf, oh yeah, oh fuck, oh fuuuuuuck!” Mr Fulten locks Ryan against his lap and shoves his bush right onto that golden ass. The bear snarls and jerks a bit, “RRggghh! Here comes the honey pooooooot!”

Ryan’s eyes widen out a lot as something huge suddenly happens in his bum, “MyyyUUUUU”

The lion squeals with wonder and confusion as a hot surge floods his insides. His flat tummy starts to churn and gurgle as it pushes into a pooch. The lion’s stomach thickens and widens as he soon develops a round belly that wobbles with every move he makes. 

“Hah! Hah, ah, ah…” Mr Fulten pants out loud, “Dayum…” He gives a satisfied grin at the little lion, with his meat still contained in Ryan’s butthole, “Aren’t you just a lil bundle o’ ‘flowers’…”

“Oh?” Ryan blinks again, his pupils turning into pink hearts before he starts purring as if he’s madly in love again. “Aaawwrrrr~” He turns and looks adoringly at the bear as the ursine as he pulls out of his rear. Ryan gasps as his butt is corked by a thick butt plug before any of the bear’s juices can dribble out. 

“There we go…” Mr Fulten sighs and chuckles as he rolls Ryan onto his back, grinning as he looks at the lion’s new bloated belly wobble like a waterballoon, “Dayum, I think I went a little nuts there.” He says as he pats at the lion’s gut, making it slosh and gurgle inside.

“Rrrrmmmm” Ryan squirms while his paws hold and roam on his round and squishy tummy, “It feels so warm in my stomach…”

“Heh heh heh heh…” The bear pulls up his underwear from the floor and ponders at the kitty on the desk. “Now what should I do with you…”

MINUTES LATER

“Errff, nnhh, grrr…” Ryan growls irritably as he tries to pull his shirt over his fat belly. “Mr Fulten, how did my belly get so big again???” He whines as his paws bounce and wiggle his gut, making it slosh fluidly before he bends over and picks up his shorts.

“You pigged out on some of my cookies behind the desk.” The bear chuckled as he watches the lion boy squirm with his garment, “I forget that raspberry chip is irresistible to you youngsters.”

“Rrfff…” The lion pouts as he can barely get the buttons on his shorts to click together. He’s been hypnotized to forget what he saw with Henry the other day, and to forget that Mr Fulten just stuffed him like a furry little turkey.

“So…” The bear grins, “When you get home,what are you gonna do?”

“Same thing I always do,” Ryan shrugged, “Get naked. Do my homework. Play some video games, maybe mow the lawn if my dad tells me to.”

“Good to hear.” The bear chuckled. He’s thrown in a couple of other suggestions into Ryan’s noggin as well. 

“Rfff, dang it, gehhh!” Ryan scowls as he once again tries to pull the shirt over his bouncy round ball-gut, pouting as the liquid bubbling only tells him he no longer fits his shirt, “What am I supposed to do now? My shirt won’t fit!”

“Well, you’re just gonna have to go on and deal with it.” The ursine says before he boops the lion right on the nose, “Maybe that’ll teach you to stay out of a teacher’s stash.”

“Nnnyyaaahh!” Ryan swats the paw away and frowns. Pouting more as he puts on his baseball cap and picks up his backpack, looking down at his golden pudge, poking a finger to his squishy stomach hanging from below his shirt “This is embarrassing…”

“Hey, better than me deciding to make you streak around the school like I originally planned.”

“What?”

“What?”

Ryan checked his phone and meeped, “Oh I gotta go! Bye, Mr Fulten!” With that the feline hitches his pack and scampers off, wincing as his exposed tummy bounces and sloshes inside of him as he goes, leaving the smirking teacher to get the paper towels to clean up the floor.
