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Share Bear pulled another tray full of sweets from the oven, adding it to to the line of fresh candies and the like waiting to cool and be served. The festivals were always her busiest time of year and this was no exception, with every seat occupied and a line of bears waiting to order and enjoy their treats in the beautiful sunny day outside. Times like this brought a little extra joy to Share's heart and a bolder smile to her face.
"I'm sorry, Cheer, but Oopsy still hasn't been by here."
Normally, Cheer would be helping during rushes like this, but Oopsy hadn't been seen since his "oopsy" last night had put the whole festival in jeopardy. Things like this happened frequently, but Cheer said something felt different this time. She'd been out all day looking for Oopsy, swinging by periodically to see if he'd been seen at all. Admittedly, Share was getting concerned as well, but stranger things had happened.
"Okay. Well, let me know if you see him." Cheer said, a nervous furrow in her brow. She left deep in thought.
Share dextrously put the fresh cupcakes into the display case and returned to the register to help the next hungry belly. Indeed, Share greeted a hungry belly that happened to have a bear attached to it. The tall and corpulent bear with fur the color of caramel chocolate and a belly badge of an overflowing honey post had been up several times already, each time ordering a different set of items, all freshly-prepared. He'd systematically been working through her whole menu, seemingly only by what she'd already made on her own instead of ordering something specific.
"You seem familiar." Share joked. "Have we met before?"
"Oh, once or twice, maybe" he joked back. "My name is Bellystuff Bear."
"Share Bear" she said, giving a curtsy. "Would you like a cupcake? Hot off the presses!"
"Absolutely!" Bellystuff said. "I'll also take a slice of Bumblerberry Twist cake and two Share Pops."
"My stuff must be good, you keep getting more!" Share smiled.
"More is always good." He smiled back, a glitter in his eye. "I don't want to distract you from your crowd, perhaps we could continue this later once things have slowed down a bit"
"Sure! I'd love to!" Share perked up. "What if you have to leave, how can I find you?"
He laughed, and patted his large belly.
"Missing me would be a chore!"
Share laughed as her guest paid for his treats. She pulled her eyes from him as he returned to his table and returned her attention to the line.
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The crowd had filtered out into the night, heading out to enjoy the festival and maybe get some sleep before going back the next day. One bear remained at a table, waiting expectantly for his hostess. Share put her apron on the rack and went out to speak with her admirer.
"Is it normally so busy" He asked. "Hate to see you overworked."
"Oh, it's no trouble at all!" Share said. "It only gets to be a rush when there's a special event or I have something new on the menu."
"If they taste even half as a good as I've had today, I should expect so!" He said. "By the way," he held up the Share Pops he ordered earlier. "I'd like to share your first moments off tonight with you. You've earned a treat yourself."
"Oh, well, thank you." She didn't how to respond. Electing to take the pop and join him at the table. "I feel kind of guilty. You spent the whole day here and not having fun at the festival."
"Don't be guilty." He said. "There's precious little they have out there for me to enjoy."
"But they have rides and prizes at the festival." Share said.
"But there's a fellow artist who puts care and attention into her work in here." He smiled. She blushed.
"Fellow artist, huh?" Share said. "Does that mean you're a cook, too?"
"Why yes I am!" He said. "It's part of how I noticed your pops have different flavors for each color."
"Nobody notices that!" Share said excitedly. "What did you think of the Fun Fritters?"
"Delicious!" He said. "You combined three different apples in the center with a cinnamon glaze on the outside! I had to get a dozen!"
"What sort of things do you make?" Share asked, giddy at someone else who knew baking as well as she.
"I dabble in a bit of everything." Bellystuff said. "Baking is not my best, though I might just need more practice."
"I'd like to try some of our work." Share said, hopefully. "Would you like to use my kitchen?"
"A cook's kitchen is their sanctuary." He said. "I wouldn't want to intrude."
"Don't be silly!" Share giggled. "I'd love to work with you!"
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"Much of this was trial and error." Bellystuff explained as he applied the icing. "I always go on the lighter side. I find it makes the whole thing light and fluffy and holds onto the flavor much better." He offered on to Share. "Ladies first?"
Share bit into it and the airy texture surged through her, making her tongue sing.
"Da's shoo gud!" She said shoveling more into her mouth, leaving a dollop of icing on her nose. Bellystuff laughed.
"Well, I'm glad to hear that!" He said. Share reached up to wipe the icing from her nose only for Bellystuff to stop her. "It looks good on you." He lifted a cupcake to his mouth and bit into, deliberately getting some on his own nose. "When in Rome?"
Share giggled. She looked up at him, admiring his warm smile and gentle demeanor.
"I've never met anyone else who knew so much about making food before." She said, a timid blush on her cheeks and in her voice.
"Knowing is one thing." He said. "It's caring that's the trick."
A flutter in her gut tied Share's tongue onto itself. She had never met someone so charming, so knowledgeable, so kind. A warmth caressed her crotch and the soft coolness of air on moisture called her attention. Only vaguely aware of her own body, her hips and thigh shifted, trying to find a comfortable position and working off the excess energy building inside.
"You know," she said through glowing blush, "This is kind of like a first date."
"Do you want it to be?" He answered, his voice low and comforting. The cool moisture trickled down her thigh. She bit her lip, gathering her courage. She tugged at his chest, pulling him down to face level. Her face drew near to his and in one, slow movement, licked the icing from his nose.
He didn't flinch away, instead, returning the favor and delicately removing the icing from her nose as well. His tongue moved like a sculptor's hands, teasing her and molding her. The two stared at each other for an eternity. Losing herself to his eyes, her heart thumped in her chest before she was able to speak.
"I've never done it before." She said so softly she could barely hear herself.
"Do you want it to be special?" He asked.
"Yes."
"Do you want it to be memorable?"
"Yes."
"Do you want it from me?"
"Yes."
He lifted her onto the counter, sitting face-to-face. It was here she could smell his fur. A delicious combination of cake, fresh chocolate, and warm honey. He leaned toward her, she braced for the contact. He hesitated, letting the tension build. His paw went to something on the counter. Bringing it to his mouth, he clenched a large spherical piece of candy in his teeth. Closing the last inch, their lips locked, the sweet taste of the candy filling her mouth as their tongues wrestled for the delectable treasure.
Share's mind clouded by the wonderful feelings and sensations to the point she didn't notice the pressure against her thighs and crotch. An exhilarating warmth overtook her as it delicately and lovingly pressed inside.
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The next day was just as busy with the festival in full swing. Share gazed half-dreaming at the honey-colored bear at his table, enjoying and fully appreciating her hard work.
"I know that look!" Love-a-lot Bear said as she reached the counter, mischievous smile on her face. "Let me guess, the cuddly giant?"
"He's perfect." Share oozed.
"There's a lot of that going around." Love-a-lot chuckled. "Even Grumpy's not as grumpy."
"Why?" Share asked, pulling from thought long enough to appreciate Grumpy's grumpiness and it's subsequent absence.
"I think he's met someone." Love-a-lot said, lowering her voice and leaning in. "Try and keep it a secret, but so have I."
"Really?" Share said. "Who's the lucky one?"
"I met a boy named Heart." She could barely contain her excitement. "How cool is that? We're in a Love/Heart relationship!"
"I really hope puns don't become your thing." Share laughed.
"Not really. It was sort of our first in-joke." Love-a-lot said. "He knows so much about love, we just hit it off, right away." A bell dinged.
"Oh, hang on a second." Share dextrously moved freshly-cooled cupcakes to the display counter, keeping one out. Giddily, she took it to her new favorite table, whose occupant watched her approach, smiling all the way. "One on the house!"
"Why thank you, little lady!" He said with a jovial exuberance. "A brief taste now, a full course later?"
"Are we still on for tonight?" Share asked, paws clasped behind her back, looking up at him from downward-turned chin.
"Nothing will keep me from it." He said, beckoning her forward, bringing his mouth to her ear as she complied. "We'll make another cream pie." He whispered, his warm breath teased her ear. The thoughts that cascaded through her mind resulted in a wide-eyed smile and a bit lip. Skipping, she made her way back to the counter.
"You might want to clean up a bit." Love-a-lot said.
"I'm not going over there straight from work." Share chastised. "I want to look nice for him."
"No, I mean, you're leaking." Love-a-lot said, pointing down. Share crossed her legs, embarrassed that she hadn't noticed.
"You really like him"
"Oh, yeah!"
"Then bon appetit!"
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That night, Share reached the door to Bellystuff's home. It was a small home, considering the bear that lived in it. It was squarish with curving walls and edges, painted with dark and light browns with a red orb on top. It was on a cloud near to Care-a-lot proper that had recently been developed for housing. His was just one of many similarly unique homes placed here already. She reached the front door and knocked.
Bellystuff answered wearing a fitted tuxedo coat with tails. His fur neat and shiny.
"Welcome, little lady!" He greeted. "Care for a bite?"
"Yes, please!" She entered and was guided to a dining room with a square table full of foods as vibrant in color as they were in aroma. Not just sweets, but fully-prepared fruits, vegetables, and even some seasoned fish. "Oh, wow! How were you able to make all this?"
"My magic is done somewhere a bit more..." He opened a door leading to his kitchen. "Prepared."
His kitchen, to put it lightly, put hers to shame. Multiple ovens and stoves, specially-shaped grills, freezers and fridges of several sizes and types. If one could multitask, a meal twice this size could be done in quick order. Table sapce seemed to be the only limiting factor.
"Oh, wow." She squeaked. A large paw guided her to her seat.
"Before we continue, I forgot to ask about refreshments." He showed two bottles on a silver tray. "Do you prefer hard or soft? I have others if the flavors aren't to your liking."
One bottle said 'Wine' and the other said 'Grape juice.'
"I'll go with the soft tonight." She said, impressed with his service as a host and gentleman. "The grape is fine."
"Fresh grown!" He said proudly, placing the wine on a rack and moving the grape to the table. "My friends own a vineyard. They make everything from wine to juice to pies. They grow their fruit with love." Share took her seat, her host joining her. "Where would you like to start?"
"Surprise me." Share said, closing her eyes and opening her mouth.
Clinking of silverware followed by a quiet wet sound preceded a warm burst of tangy flavor in her mouth. She chewed, savoring the taste, working it around her mouth and exploring it with her tongue.
"Seared salmon." Bellystuff's comforting voice explained. "Basted with lemon juice and lightly coated in garlic butter."
"Oh that's heavenly!" Share practically melted, opening her eyes. "Now you."
Bellystuff complied, closing his eyes and opening his mouth. Share looked over the table, selecting her food with an appraising eye and nose. She found a sugar-glazed ham prepared with light seasoning and balanced it out with hot pepper jack cheese. She took the piece on the fork and held it up to his mouth.
She caught herself staring into his cavernous maw, absently wondering how far it went. She raised the fork into his mouth, marveling at his tongue as it curled up, pulling the morsel from the fork's teeth before the mouth closed around it. She pulled the utensil from his lips, that now familiar warmth creeping back.
"Sugar ham, but..." He chewed and thought. "The cheese is new."
"I thought it might need a kick." She said. "Sweet is fine, but sometimes it's better if it has a bite."
The two looked into each other's eyes for the longest time, intimate understanding growing between them.
"Me again." Share finally said
Andso they went back and forth, each bite from a different dish before coming back to re-imagine the foods they'd already tasted with new and exciting combinations and permutations. Share was aware of filling up but had now feeling of being full. And so, she kept going.
Eventually, she stopped his paw as it searched for food to give his guest.
"If you could..." She said, fumbling her words and fighting with a gnawing embarrassment. "There's this, umm... I always kind of... I mean, it's weird, but..." Bellystuff's large paw lifted her chin. She looked into his eyes, finding an inviting and loving understanding. His finger caressed her cheek. "Could you be more... forceful?"
Her heart pounded in her chest after finally getting her most humiliating fantasy into words. His smile only deepened telling her he fully understood.
He prepared several large gobs of food on large spoons and forks. Share closed her eyes once more. The heat of one fork's gifts upon her lips warned her one was coming. Her mouth filled with a veritable rainbow of tastes and sensations her tongue could barely process. She had been able to chew for only a few seconds before another helping shoved into her mouth, causing her to gag. In order to keep up with the food, she'd have to swallow without fully chewing. She did so and the hard lumps going into her stomach bore with them a pleasing pain.
Another spoonful shoved sweetness into her face, some of which dribbled down her chin. She fought with the matter in her mouth, relegating it to parts of her mouth in an order to keep the food flowing, so to speak.
Several minutes later, a napkin daubed at her face, telling her to open her eyes. Bellystuff cleaned her like she was a priceless artifact.
"You have quite the bulge there." He said, smiling.
Indeed, Share's gut now protruded firmly outward, looking far more full than she felt.
"I see you've also been enjoying yourself." It took Share a moment to realize what he meant. She reached a paw own and felt between her legs. Pulling them up, her fingers glistened with the fluids of her arousal. It looked and felt like there was a copious amount of it.
"I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to ruin your seat." She said ashamed. He stopped her, taking her wet paw in his, sniffing it like it was just part of the meal.
"Room for dessert?"
Share beamed. The warmth this was not confined to her crotch, but most intense in her heart.
"Plenty." She smiled.
The two retired upstairs to his bedroom, where other plates and trays containing sweets and treats sat around the bed and on the tables.
Share leaned forward, crawling onto the bed on all fours, looking back seductively and wiggling her tail at him. He joined her, gripping her hips and pressing against her once more. A paw moved from her hip and grabbed her breast while another placed a piece of strawberry shortcake to her face. As she bit it, she was lifted up, his body finally entering hers as that first bite of sweetness hit her lips.
His thighs and balls slapped against her, building with each new treat her tongue discovered. Bellystuff still knew exactly how to withdraw and ease up, keeping the both of them fully reaching climax. Several hours, positions, and foods passed, empty trays and plates now littered the room. She lay on her back, watching him go, body jostling with each thrust. The climax built. This time he didn't appear to be slowing.
"Enough?" He asked.
She looked up him. The first rays of morning light sparkling in his eyes. His kind and attentive smile, his large, soft and warm frame. She smiled back.
"Not in the slightest."