{
"submission_id": "3639755",
"keywords": [
{
"keyword_id": "85",
"keyword_name": "anal",
"contributed": "f",
"submissions_count": "131589"
},
{
"keyword_id": "17063",
"keyword_name": "baloo",
"contributed": "f",
"submissions_count": "510"
},
{
"keyword_id": "199",
"keyword_name": "bear",
"contributed": "f",
"submissions_count": "50297"
},
{
"keyword_id": "850110",
"keyword_name": "belchfucking",
"contributed": "f",
"submissions_count": "1"
},
{
"keyword_id": "35794",
"keyword_name": "belching",
"contributed": "f",
"submissions_count": "346"
},
{
"keyword_id": "18476",
"keyword_name": "belly bulge",
"contributed": "f",
"submissions_count": "6093"
},
{
"keyword_id": "767661",
"keyword_name": "body hairy",
"contributed": "f",
"submissions_count": "2"
},
{
"keyword_id": "12468",
"keyword_name": "burp",
"contributed": "f",
"submissions_count": "748"
},
{
"keyword_id": "850109",
"keyword_name": "burpfucking",
"contributed": "f",
"submissions_count": "1"
},
{
"keyword_id": "35795",
"keyword_name": "burping",
"contributed": "f",
"submissions_count": "546"
},
{
"keyword_id": "37",
"keyword_name": "cub",
"contributed": "f",
"submissions_count": "284512"
},
{
"keyword_id": "209819",
"keyword_name": "emeto",
"contributed": "f",
"submissions_count": "56"
},
{
"keyword_id": "89248",
"keyword_name": "emetophilia",
"contributed": "f",
"submissions_count": "172"
},
{
"keyword_id": "209823",
"keyword_name": "eructation",
"contributed": "f",
"submissions_count": "10"
},
{
"keyword_id": "1057",
"keyword_name": "gag",
"contributed": "f",
"submissions_count": "11309"
},
{
"keyword_id": "47623",
"keyword_name": "gagging",
"contributed": "f",
"submissions_count": "593"
},
{
"keyword_id": "3790",
"keyword_name": "growth",
"contributed": "f",
"submissions_count": "10262"
},
{
"keyword_id": "2523",
"keyword_name": "hairy",
"contributed": "f",
"submissions_count": "3138"
},
{
"keyword_id": "98539",
"keyword_name": "hairy balls",
"contributed": "f",
"submissions_count": "305"
},
{
"keyword_id": "1386",
"keyword_name": "hyper",
"contributed": "f",
"submissions_count": "46426"
},
{
"keyword_id": "21176",
"keyword_name": "hyper balls",
"contributed": "f",
"submissions_count": "12591"
},
{
"keyword_id": "805076",
"keyword_name": "implied puke",
"contributed": "f",
"submissions_count": "3"
},
{
"keyword_id": "21986",
"keyword_name": "kit cloudkicker",
"contributed": "f",
"submissions_count": "826"
},
{
"keyword_id": "165",
"keyword_name": "male",
"contributed": "f",
"submissions_count": "1212455"
},
{
"keyword_id": "10308",
"keyword_name": "male/male",
"contributed": "f",
"submissions_count": "127628"
},
{
"keyword_id": "833618",
"keyword_name": "retch",
"contributed": "f",
"submissions_count": "2"
},
{
"keyword_id": "632470",
"keyword_name": "retching",
"contributed": "f",
"submissions_count": "7"
},
{
"keyword_id": "748",
"keyword_name": "talespin",
"contributed": "f",
"submissions_count": "1845"
},
{
"keyword_id": "929",
"keyword_name": "vomit",
"contributed": "f",
"submissions_count": "992"
},
{
"keyword_id": "43385",
"keyword_name": "vomiting",
"contributed": "f",
"submissions_count": "307"
}
],
"hidden": "f",
"scraps": "f",
"favorite": "f",
"favorites_count": "57",
"create_datetime": "2025-06-11 21:19:42.380057+00",
"create_datetime_usertime": "11 Jun 2025 23:19 CEST",
"last_file_update_datetime": "2025-06-11 21:15:00.711007+00",
"last_file_update_datetime_usertime": "11 Jun 2025 23:15 CEST",
"username": "komariazuul",
"user_id": "14854",
"user_icon_file_name": "75011_komariazuul_komcrop_tru.gif",
"user_icon_url_large": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/usericons/large/75/75011_komariazuul_komcrop_tru.gif",
"user_icon_url_medium": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/usericons/medium/75/75011_komariazuul_komcrop_tru.gif",
"user_icon_url_small": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/usericons/small/75/75011_komariazuul_komcrop_tru.gif",
"file_name": "5600246_komariazuul_kit_copyv1resize_merge.png",
"file_url_full": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/files/full/5600/5600246_komariazuul_kit_copyv1resize_merge.png",
"file_url_screen": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/files/screen/5600/5600246_komariazuul_kit_copyv1resize_merge.png",
"file_url_preview": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/files/preview/5600/5600246_komariazuul_kit_copyv1resize_merge.jpg",
"thumbnail_url_huge_noncustom": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/files/preview/5600/5600246_komariazuul_kit_copyv1resize_merge.jpg",
"thumbnail_url_large_noncustom": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/thumbnails/large/5600/5600246_komariazuul_kit_copyv1resize_merge_noncustom.jpg",
"thumbnail_url_medium_noncustom": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/thumbnails/medium/5600/5600246_komariazuul_kit_copyv1resize_merge_noncustom.jpg",
"thumb_medium_noncustom_x": "120",
"thumb_medium_noncustom_y": "115",
"thumb_large_noncustom_x": "200",
"thumb_large_noncustom_y": "191",
"thumb_huge_noncustom_x": "300",
"thumb_huge_noncustom_y": "286",
"files": [
{
"file_id": "5600246",
"file_name": "5600246_komariazuul_kit_copyv1resize_merge.png",
"file_url_full": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/files/full/5600/5600246_komariazuul_kit_copyv1resize_merge.png",
"file_url_screen": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/files/screen/5600/5600246_komariazuul_kit_copyv1resize_merge.png",
"file_url_preview": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/files/preview/5600/5600246_komariazuul_kit_copyv1resize_merge.jpg",
"mimetype": "image/png",
"submission_id": "3639755",
"user_id": "14854",
"submission_file_order": "0",
"full_size_x": "4000",
"full_size_y": "3818",
"screen_size_x": "920",
"screen_size_y": "878",
"preview_size_x": "300",
"preview_size_y": "286",
"initial_file_md5": "238a804b90e12740b384b7b33370e2a7",
"full_file_md5": "c01edc743ac1af6d7e4244bdf894ba7b",
"large_file_md5": "25b2d4ae23b1c95d5d04a8ccfbbf67f8",
"small_file_md5": "3bb01c3fb686ab573bade519f65df736",
"thumbnail_md5": "ad409e9d9dcb33b43af3396b4a7123ca",
"deleted": "f",
"create_datetime": "2025-06-11 21:15:00.711007+00",
"create_datetime_usertime": "11 Jun 2025 23:15 CEST",
"thumbnail_url_huge_noncustom": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/files/preview/5600/5600246_komariazuul_kit_copyv1resize_merge.jpg",
"thumbnail_url_large_noncustom": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/thumbnails/large/5600/5600246_komariazuul_kit_copyv1resize_merge_noncustom.jpg",
"thumbnail_url_medium_noncustom": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/thumbnails/medium/5600/5600246_komariazuul_kit_copyv1resize_merge_noncustom.jpg",
"thumb_medium_noncustom_x": "120",
"thumb_medium_noncustom_y": "115",
"thumb_large_noncustom_x": "200",
"thumb_large_noncustom_y": "191",
"thumb_huge_noncustom_x": "300",
"thumb_huge_noncustom_y": "286"
}
],
"pools": [],
"description": "[i]The air stunk of hot, wet dick.\n\nIt had for the better part of a month, now. Every single room; every piece of clothing; every meal and adventure and conversation held on the grounds of Higher-for-Hire had awkwardly stunk of Baloo von Bruinwald XIII's overloaded cum tanks. Customers could hear his ball mud shaking around as he walked; fellow staff members stepped in puddles of nut sweat left behind in salty trails; loud, burbling clenches and spasms could be heard churning in the middle of the night.\n\nIt had been so, so difficult to give the birthday boy what he wanted; to hold back from their thrice-daily routine of bouncing on Papa Bear's lap with a fat log of fuck-meat belching hot, clotted wads of bear ball batter point-blank into his hungry guts. It wasn't easy for either of them, really - not a day went by when they didn't catch themselves loudly beating off outside of each other's room, producing the sounds of hot, oily, wet and ferocious masturbation; of fingers plunging into their own asses; of hungry grunts and groans that only made their bodies fuckin' [b]stink[/b] even more.\n\nAnd so the air stunk of hot, wet dick - but nowhere near as much as it did in the Sea Duck when the day finally arrived to [b]fucking unload.\n\n\"UHHRRP-- GUHHRRP-- GUH'HUHHRRP-- PAP'UHHHRRP-- 'PUH BEA'UHHRRRP-R-RR-RRGGH--!! GAAUURRRP-- YUH'UHHHPRH-- GUH-UHHHRPHH'NNA MA'AAEEUURRP--KE M'ME SUH- UHHRRPGH-- SIH-IH-IH-IHCK- GUH'UUHHRRPPF--!\"[/b]\n\nThe entire plane rocked and splashed on the waters from side to side, crashing and smashing against the dock and straining its tethers. A musky fuck-fog squealed out from the barely cracked windows, condensing every lungful of spunk-scented air into the plane's front cabin. Every window dripped with condensation; every splotch and splatter of paint began to bubble and peel from obscene heat; sweat-soggy pubes were strewn spattered about with every violent upstroke of Baloo's burly hips!\n\n\"You gonna do it?\" snarled the pilot. \"You gonna throw up in [b]MY[/b] plane!? You gonna puke up all of the hot, stinking [b]CUM[/b] I'm gonna [b]TEAR YOU APART WITH,[/b] Little Britches!?\" WHAP-- WHAP-- WHAP-- WHAP-- The weight of his bloated, overly swollen balls crashes into Kit's stretched-out shitter time and time again, bruising the boy's buttocks and filling up his innards with more bear dick than should be thought possible; more dick than he could even think of handling! Every punch from the inside out of hot, smoldering bear cock sent fistfuls of fresh sweat flinging off of his reddish belly bulge and sloughing off the windows, smearing the control panels with sweat freshly fucked out of his pores.\n\n[b]\"BUHRRRLP! BUHHRRLP! BUHHK-UHLLP-UHLLP-UHHLP-ORP-ORP-ORP-RUHHHLLLP--!!\" [/b]rattled KIt, unable to stop the wind being kicked out of his lungs; unable to stop the stink of hot, soupy flavors punching up into his throat every time Papa Bear rearranged his organs. He always felt so wonderfully stunned and out of control when Baloo turned him into a living sex toy; even now it was so familiar the way his soles scrunch with every wild, unhinged bounce of his young legs, flailing and spasming and feeling so terribly, awfully [b]FULL![/b] A long, queasy burble groans out of his throat, his body weak and weary from the past hour of being thrown and tossed and shoved against the walls; the seating; the floor; the cargo and more. This was nothing new for them, but...\n\nBaloo's balls refused to stop [b]groaning;[/b] their agonizing fat, full flesh sludging and slorshing around as if his semen had congealed with potent life into something that slithered and lurched around; as all the tubes and workings of his genitals had become so backlogged that even the clench and bounce of his nuts resulted in potent, ominous straining; heaving-- no. [b]More.[/b] Kit would have gasped were he not trying so hard to pass out from the bursts of gutty oxygen crackling out of his throat and the taste of hot bile on his lips being replaced by the permanent stain of Papa Bear's oily dick These impacts; the weight crashing against his ass. He's been fucked three times a day for so, so very long, he should've realized it by now.\n\nPapa Bear's nuts were [b]GETTING BIGGER.[/b]\n\nThe thrilling realization was too much for the young cub, clenching his ruinously stretched pucker over Baloo's steely tool in several involuntary 'slurping' motions; an all too sure sign along with the twinging of his taint and the filling of his dark brown boy dick that this cock-hungry Cloudkicker cub was about to bust a fat nut. Nothing felt as good as getting his prostate smashed in by Papa Bear's dick, letting him lean back into that fat, full gut and riding out the high of orgasm while making a mess of Baloo's legs - but this was different. He's too full; too swollen with steaming dick juice; too gassy, bloated, and queasy with heavy half-sperm. \n\n♥ \"OuuRRuuhH[b]BUHHRrrhHUrrROOORRrr[/b]uUUuOOoOOoOoggGGhhGh[b]GHURHHRRUHHhhhHHULP'[/b]mmngghuUuuUUuuoooOOoogghh--!\" ♥\n\nThe gayest moan he's ever let out warbles from his lips, drool glazing his chin and sweat pissing out of his pores; unable to stop his load from flowing pitifully into the cockpit and losing itself among the dials and the levers; another one of countless young boy loads sinking into the plane's wiring and gears! He wanted so badly to cry out; to kick his feet and let his daddy know that he was losing his fucking mind at the feeling of hot, wide sludge belching out of his cock's tip! He wanted to gasp and wring himself raw, and hopefully he'd feel his belly full of Papa Bear's nut soon after, leaving them both full and satisfied after getting railed so raw for so very, very long.\n\nBut Kit's belch-blasted brain was too slow; too fogged from the fucking, unable to catch up with the sperm leaving his body; with the pounding of his guts; with the terribly erotic reality that Papa Bear wasn't even [b]near[/b] his own orgasm.\n\n[b]\"BUHHRUUUCK-[/b] OuuUUUooh-hohhhhggh- guh'[b]UHHHRRP--[/b], awwwnngghh shphuhhcckin'[b]GUHHRRP'BUHHRP--[/b] P-Pap'[b]UHHHRRP,[/b] I'm 'bout'[b]UHHHRRPP[/b] sqwuh--[b]URRRP--[/b] sqwuh-[b]UHHRRULK--[/b] sqwuh-URRT-- [b]UHHRP'URMMPH'URRMPH--[/b] m'guhhnuhh SQUIRRRRR[b]ORRHHP--!!\"[/b]\n\nTheir bodies steamed in unison, but nothing steamed hotter than Baloo's balls, their weight shifting around with vigorous motions now; with extremely condensed, potent seed that had no choice but to cannibalize; to grow; to become something [b]more.[/b] Baloo flashed his teeth in a wide, toothy grin, hot breath spilling between his teeth in grunts and gasps and groans. The old man knew damn well what was about to happen; how much his balls were beginning to resist and double up on their efforts. A week without ridding his nuts of their burden was a challenge, but this? This was gonna be somethin' else - and a [b]bitch[/b] to clean up, besides.\n\nThe Sea Duck's legs threaten to sink into the sea, the tension caused from such growing weight beginning to weigh on its frame and bow deep, deep, deeper into the froth of the waves. The shape of Baloo's fat, hairy balls began to wildly expand and slither, their definition less like a scrotum and more like a bag of snakes wriggling up, down, and all around his bloated abdomen and through his genitals. More and more the Sea Duck yawwwned with strain, its wings folding as it bent itself in, in, and inward, threatening to tear in half! Baloo could feel his impossibly, monstrously heavy nuts beginning to rest against the floor between his ankles, feeling Kit's sperm clap and spatter across its gurgling surface! The light fixtures begin to fizzle out; the steam begins to accelerate and gush from all of the windows and exits! Over and over he thrusts and buries his dick up harder and firmer into Kit's throat! The immense pressure reaches a feverish squealing red hot pitch!! The plane is going to implode! The Sea Duck is going to be torn apart from the sheer weight of Baloo's hot, stinking balls!!\n\n...\n\nAnd then a long, meaningful groan rolls out of Baloo's chest; lifting his head back and swaying it from left to right. Shuddering. A call among calls - and his body responds.\n\n[b]THWUNKPTHLRRTCH--[/b]\n\nHis monstrous testicles crash into his thighs from floor to hips in a singular [b]CLENCH,[/b] the force causing the Sea Duck to shake and send visible waves rippling out through the water, and yet... nothing happens; nothing comes out. At least, not at first. Kit's eyes flash open wide before half-lidding, letting the pressure in his sore, overworked throat rattle out a long, juicy burp that carried with it a stench so dense that it seemed to stain the air surrounding him into a multitude of off-white colors. The fuck-fog is no longer steamy, but floury; pearlescent in places; full of chromatic taupes and beiges and countless truths that he was burping up the raw color of congealed and hearty semen. He knew that this was the point of no return; that his insides might very well be dyed from their reckless sex; from ignorantly letting such a powerful bear condense and weave his sperm into... into what, exactly? Kit could not understand until he felt that [b]CLENCH[/b] again; the way Papa Bear's nuts have completely lost their smoothness. Countless solids; not one singular shape, but many. Tubes and logs; clusters and bolus after connected bolus; slurried webbings and oh-- Oh! The way his scrotum [b]SPASMS![/b] An entire ecosystem of sperm wars against itself eternally within his daddy's balls, and all the victors were screaming to bury themselves in his worn-out asshole.\n\nThe older bear gives a hearty chuckle, ceasing his motions to fuck the young boy's brains out and leaning inward to spill hot, cum-colored words into his ears: \n\n\"You're cleaning this up when we're done, birthday boy.\"\n\n[b]CLUNCH-GLRRK. CLENCH-GLOUURRK.[/b] Baloo's balls continued to bounce and clap against his sludge-soaked thighs with greater and greater acceleration; with the onset of a long, powerful orgasm that all of Cape Suzette could hear. Kit could only let out yaulps and hot, horny gasps at each and every impact, unable to comprehend how terribly, utterly [b]doomed[/b] he was to a possible [b]life[/b] afflicting and ruinous amount of congealed bear sperm. Greater and greater volumes of burped-up cock-stink flooded out of his mouth, geysering; less of a belch and more of a wretched spew of hot, sperm-generating material. His guts were spermaforming; the Sea Duck was a new and hitherto unknown biome of semen. Already he could feel his daddy's dick lurching and spasming; assembling blueprint after blueprint of sexual sludge - and so, so much more. His throat gurgled and warbled ominous; its shape warping with belch after belch after hot, stinking, cummy boy belch. The nausea returns, but far more thrilling and prophetic, rattling off another increasingly dry, clotted hiccups and gurgles before shakily announcing:\n\n\"Buh.. Baloooo... Nnnngh... P-Papa Bearrr... it's... it's coming uuuup... [b]EEURREELGHK--[/b] Urrpf... It's coming uuuup...!\"\n\nThe air stunk of hot, wet dick.\n\nAnd for the next few months, that's the only the only thing Kit would ever be able to smell.[/i]\n\n\n----------\n\nArt by RamonMouse",
"description_bbcode_parsed": "The air stunk of hot, wet dick.
It had for the better part of a month, now. Every single room; every piece of clothing; every meal and adventure and conversation held on the grounds of Higher-for-Hire had awkwardly stunk of Baloo von Bruinwald XIII's overloaded cum tanks. Customers could hear his ball mud shaking around as he walked; fellow staff members stepped in puddles of nut sweat left behind in salty trails; loud, burbling clenches and spasms could be heard churning in the middle of the night.
It had been so, so difficult to give the birthday boy what he wanted; to hold back from their thrice-daily routine of bouncing on Papa Bear's lap with a fat log of fuck-meat belching hot, clotted wads of bear ball batter point-blank into his hungry guts. It wasn't easy for either of them, really - not a day went by when they didn't catch themselves loudly beating off outside of each other's room, producing the sounds of hot, oily, wet and ferocious masturbation; of fingers plunging into their own asses; of hungry grunts and groans that only made their bodies fuckin' stink even more.
And so the air stunk of hot, wet dick - but nowhere near as much as it did in the Sea Duck when the day finally arrived to fucking unload.
"UHHRRP-- GUHHRRP-- GUH'HUHHRRP-- PAP'UHHHRRP-- 'PUH BEA'UHHRRRP-R-RR-RRGGH--!! GAAUURRRP-- YUH'UHHHPRH-- GUH-UHHHRPHH'NNA MA'AAEEUURRP--KE M'ME SUH- UHHRRPGH-- SIH-IH-IH-IHCK- GUH'UUHHRRPPF--!"
The entire plane rocked and splashed on the waters from side to side, crashing and smashing against the dock and straining its tethers. A musky fuck-fog squealed out from the barely cracked windows, condensing every lungful of spunk-scented air into the plane's front cabin. Every window dripped with condensation; every splotch and splatter of paint began to bubble and peel from obscene heat; sweat-soggy pubes were strewn spattered about with every violent upstroke of Baloo's burly hips!
"You gonna do it?" snarled the pilot. "You gonna throw up in MY plane!? You gonna puke up all of the hot, stinking CUM I'm gonna TEAR YOU APART WITH, Little Britches!?" WHAP-- WHAP-- WHAP-- WHAP-- The weight of his bloated, overly swollen balls crashes into Kit's stretched-out shitter time and time again, bruising the boy's buttocks and filling up his innards with more bear dick than should be thought possible; more dick than he could even think of handling! Every punch from the inside out of hot, smoldering bear cock sent fistfuls of fresh sweat flinging off of his reddish belly bulge and sloughing off the windows, smearing the control panels with sweat freshly fucked out of his pores.
"BUHRRRLP! BUHHRRLP! BUHHK-UHLLP-UHLLP-UHHLP-ORP-ORP-ORP-RUHHHLLLP--!!" rattled KIt, unable to stop the wind being kicked out of his lungs; unable to stop the stink of hot, soupy flavors punching up into his throat every time Papa Bear rearranged his organs. He always felt so wonderfully stunned and out of control when Baloo turned him into a living sex toy; even now it was so familiar the way his soles scrunch with every wild, unhinged bounce of his young legs, flailing and spasming and feeling so terribly, awfully FULL! A long, queasy burble groans out of his throat, his body weak and weary from the past hour of being thrown and tossed and shoved against the walls; the seating; the floor; the cargo and more. This was nothing new for them, but...
Baloo's balls refused to stop groaning; their agonizing fat, full flesh sludging and slorshing around as if his semen had congealed with potent life into something that slithered and lurched around; as all the tubes and workings of his genitals had become so backlogged that even the clench and bounce of his nuts resulted in potent, ominous straining; heaving-- no. More. Kit would have gasped were he not trying so hard to pass out from the bursts of gutty oxygen crackling out of his throat and the taste of hot bile on his lips being replaced by the permanent stain of Papa Bear's oily dick These impacts; the weight crashing against his ass. He's been fucked three times a day for so, so very long, he should've realized it by now.
Papa Bear's nuts were GETTING BIGGER.
The thrilling realization was too much for the young cub, clenching his ruinously stretched pucker over Baloo's steely tool in several involuntary 'slurping' motions; an all too sure sign along with the twinging of his taint and the filling of his dark brown boy dick that this cock-hungry Cloudkicker cub was about to bust a fat nut. Nothing felt as good as getting his prostate smashed in by Papa Bear's dick, letting him lean back into that fat, full gut and riding out the high of orgasm while making a mess of Baloo's legs - but this was different. He's too full; too swollen with steaming dick juice; too gassy, bloated, and queasy with heavy half-sperm.
♥ "OuuRRuuhHBUHHRrrhHUrrROOORRrruUUuOOoOOoOoggGGhhGhGHURHHRRUHHhhhHHULP'mmngghuUuuUUuuoooOOoogghh--!" ♥
The gayest moan he's ever let out warbles from his lips, drool glazing his chin and sweat pissing out of his pores; unable to stop his load from flowing pitifully into the cockpit and losing itself among the dials and the levers; another one of countless young boy loads sinking into the plane's wiring and gears! He wanted so badly to cry out; to kick his feet and let his daddy know that he was losing his fucking mind at the feeling of hot, wide sludge belching out of his cock's tip! He wanted to gasp and wring himself raw, and hopefully he'd feel his belly full of Papa Bear's nut soon after, leaving them both full and satisfied after getting railed so raw for so very, very long.
But Kit's belch-blasted brain was too slow; too fogged from the fucking, unable to catch up with the sperm leaving his body; with the pounding of his guts; with the terribly erotic reality that Papa Bear wasn't even near his own orgasm.
"BUHHRUUUCK- OuuUUUooh-hohhhhggh- guh'UHHHRRP--, awwwnngghh shphuhhcckin'GUHHRRP'BUHHRP-- P-Pap'UHHHRRP, I'm 'bout'UHHHRRPP sqwuh--URRRP-- sqwuh-UHHRRULK-- sqwuh-URRT-- UHHRP'URMMPH'URRMPH-- m'guhhnuhh SQUIRRRRRORRHHP--!!"
Their bodies steamed in unison, but nothing steamed hotter than Baloo's balls, their weight shifting around with vigorous motions now; with extremely condensed, potent seed that had no choice but to cannibalize; to grow; to become something more. Baloo flashed his teeth in a wide, toothy grin, hot breath spilling between his teeth in grunts and gasps and groans. The old man knew damn well what was about to happen; how much his balls were beginning to resist and double up on their efforts. A week without ridding his nuts of their burden was a challenge, but this? This was gonna be somethin' else - and a bitch to clean up, besides.
The Sea Duck's legs threaten to sink into the sea, the tension caused from such growing weight beginning to weigh on its frame and bow deep, deep, deeper into the froth of the waves. The shape of Baloo's fat, hairy balls began to wildly expand and slither, their definition less like a scrotum and more like a bag of snakes wriggling up, down, and all around his bloated abdomen and through his genitals. More and more the Sea Duck yawwwned with strain, its wings folding as it bent itself in, in, and inward, threatening to tear in half! Baloo could feel his impossibly, monstrously heavy nuts beginning to rest against the floor between his ankles, feeling Kit's sperm clap and spatter across its gurgling surface! The light fixtures begin to fizzle out; the steam begins to accelerate and gush from all of the windows and exits! Over and over he thrusts and buries his dick up harder and firmer into Kit's throat! The immense pressure reaches a feverish squealing red hot pitch!! The plane is going to implode! The Sea Duck is going to be torn apart from the sheer weight of Baloo's hot, stinking balls!!
...
And then a long, meaningful groan rolls out of Baloo's chest; lifting his head back and swaying it from left to right. Shuddering. A call among calls - and his body responds.
THWUNKPTHLRRTCH--
His monstrous testicles crash into his thighs from floor to hips in a singular CLENCH, the force causing the Sea Duck to shake and send visible waves rippling out through the water, and yet... nothing happens; nothing comes out. At least, not at first. Kit's eyes flash open wide before half-lidding, letting the pressure in his sore, overworked throat rattle out a long, juicy burp that carried with it a stench so dense that it seemed to stain the air surrounding him into a multitude of off-white colors. The fuck-fog is no longer steamy, but floury; pearlescent in places; full of chromatic taupes and beiges and countless truths that he was burping up the raw color of congealed and hearty semen. He knew that this was the point of no return; that his insides might very well be dyed from their reckless sex; from ignorantly letting such a powerful bear condense and weave his sperm into... into what, exactly? Kit could not understand until he felt that CLENCH again; the way Papa Bear's nuts have completely lost their smoothness. Countless solids; not one singular shape, but many. Tubes and logs; clusters and bolus after connected bolus; slurried webbings and oh-- Oh! The way his scrotum SPASMS! An entire ecosystem of sperm wars against itself eternally within his daddy's balls, and all the victors were screaming to bury themselves in his worn-out asshole.
The older bear gives a hearty chuckle, ceasing his motions to fuck the young boy's brains out and leaning inward to spill hot, cum-colored words into his ears:
"You're cleaning this up when we're done, birthday boy."
CLUNCH-GLRRK. CLENCH-GLOUURRK. Baloo's balls continued to bounce and clap against his sludge-soaked thighs with greater and greater acceleration; with the onset of a long, powerful orgasm that all of Cape Suzette could hear. Kit could only let out yaulps and hot, horny gasps at each and every impact, unable to comprehend how terribly, utterly doomed he was to a possible life afflicting and ruinous amount of congealed bear sperm. Greater and greater volumes of burped-up cock-stink flooded out of his mouth, geysering; less of a belch and more of a wretched spew of hot, sperm-generating material. His guts were spermaforming; the Sea Duck was a new and hitherto unknown biome of semen. Already he could feel his daddy's dick lurching and spasming; assembling blueprint after blueprint of sexual sludge - and so, so much more. His throat gurgled and warbled ominous; its shape warping with belch after belch after hot, stinking, cummy boy belch. The nausea returns, but far more thrilling and prophetic, rattling off another increasingly dry, clotted hiccups and gurgles before shakily announcing:
"Buh.. Baloooo... Nnnngh... P-Papa Bearrr... it's... it's coming uuuup... EEURREELGHK-- Urrpf... It's coming uuuup...!"
The air stunk of hot, wet dick.
And for the next few months, that's the only the only thing Kit would ever be able to smell.
----------
Art by RamonMouse",
"writing": "",
"writing_bbcode_parsed": "",
"pools_count": 0,
"title": "Burped Britches (Art by RamonMouse)",
"deleted": "f",
"public": "t",
"mimetype": "image/png",
"pagecount": "1",
"rating_id": "2",
"rating_name": "Adult",
"ratings": [
{
"content_tag_id": "4",
"name": "Sexual Themes",
"description": "Erotic imagery, sexual activity or arousal",
"rating_id": "2"
}
],
"submission_type_id": "1",
"type_name": "Picture/Pinup",
"guest_block": "f",
"friends_only": "f",
"comments_count": "2",
"views": "718"
}