
Yet another entry into the Hypno Bear Week for
talisment, including my friend
sournote103 and my new sona! (ref sheet incoming people :3)
Rerim thinks he's going to be going on a normal camping trip, but when Tiran comes to the campsite a bit... different, he's going to get a shocking surprise... and a stinky one...
I hope you all enjoy, I would love to hear what you all think! ^_^
Don't forget to check Talisment's favorites as he's favoriting all the different hypno bear artwork!
Picture made by
sournote103!
Link to his pic HERE!
Rerim whistled to himself as he drove down the road; usually he hated doing anything outdoors, but Tiran had invited him to go camping with him and as annoying as camping had been in the past he assumed that with a friend it would be a bit more bearable. There was little sign of life out here deep in the forest, and the ferret couldn’t deny that it slightly unnerved him. Deeper and deeper in he went until the light from above the trees was practically gone until finally he stopped next to Tiran’s car.
The ferret clambered out and glanced around for the otter, but there was no sign of him. “Hello, Tiran?” he called out for his friend, but there was no answer. When he checked by the fire he found a piece of paper there in Tiran’s handwriting. “Going fishing, will be back by tomorrow.”
Rerim relaxed and scratched his head as he realized that all of his stuff was still packed into his car. “Meh, I’ll take it out tomorrow…” he muttered as he sat by the campfire. Though Tiran wouldn’t be back for a while he felt relaxed knowing that his friend wasn’t too far.
Just like everyone else, Rerim had heard the rumors of bears being in the forest, but there had never been any proof as bears weren’t indigenous to this part of the world. To see a feral animal at all besides the regular cats and dogs was a rarity in the first place, so to hear rumors of feral bears was preposterous. He pulled out some marshmallows from a bag that Tiran had left on a nearby table he had set up and started to cook the sweet treat over the fire, and relaxed in the simple popping of firewood.
Everything was alright with the night; the sounds of the night were relaxing, the sights were breathtaking, the air smelled like… “What is that?” the ferret choked as a sweet yet musky smell entered his nose. It made him dizzy… and oddly happy…
There was a heavy treading sound as something pushed through the bramble, and even though Rerim wanted to run he found himself stuck in place as a bear pushed its way out of the forest. The first thing Rerim saw as it stomped out, was that it looked exactly like Tiran except for the fact that it was a bear. “Tiran…?” he asked in a dazed tone.
Tiran’s face was turned up into a large goofy smile and his eyes pulsated in spirals, as he stepped closer to his ferret friend Rerim realized the smell was coming from him. “Tiran… what happened to you?”
The bear laughed in a comedic fashion, and when he spoke his voice was both baritone and goofy. “My new master made me all better from being a stupid little otter with his amazing feet! So he had me send out for one of my closest friends to make into a goofy bear too! I picked you Rerim, and don’t call me Tiran anymore, now I’m Tibby the bear!” he exclaimed as he picked up the ferret and laid him on his back.
Giving a weak attempt at an escape, Rerim looked pitifully up at Tibby. “Tir… Tibby, please let me go…”
The bear wasn’t giving him an option though as he was already lowering his foot onto the ferret’s face; Rerim gagged as he smelled the most odorous feet he’d ever had the displeasure of smelling, but as he sat there with them in his face he found his mouth watering with need. The feet were so big… he could see small glistening beads of sweat as he stared at the underside of the paw, and all he could do was smell and feel the growing urge to lick them wildly.
Rerim didn’t want to… he couldn’t… something was wrong with the feet… but… His tongue slipped out without any control from him, and as he tasted the foot his whole body arched in delight. They were some of the most sweaty, smelly, and disgusting feet he’d ever tasted, but they brought him utter joy. He started to lick up and down as he laid under the foot, and as he did so he found himself losing parts of himself as he licked and licked and licked…
Tibber giggled as the ferret started to grow, from a simple small body to a much larger growing one. The urge to lick feet was in him forever as his master had made it so, and as he watched the ferret’s feet grow into large smelly bear feet he grinned as he imagined licking those gorgeous feet…
Ferret couldn’t remember his name… he couldn’t remember his species now actually either… Wasn’t he a… a bear…? Yeah, he was a bear… like Tibber! He licked and licked Tibber’s feet, and found himself completely enthralled in the experience of licking. His brain deflated as he became obsessed with feet, and finally as Tibber’s feet lifted he moaned in sadness. “No…” his voice was so different, so much deeper and… goofy.
“Come on, Rupert! We have to go to master!” Tibber said as he lifted the new bear to his feet.
“Rupert? Is that me?” Rupert asked, and as Tibber nodded the memories of his life came back to him. He was Rupert the bear, another hypno slave to master! His eyes pulsated with spirals as he giggled and hugged Tibber. “Thanks, Tibber! Now let’s go to master, I want to lick his feet!”
“Me too!” Tibber shouted before the pair stomped off into the undergrowth with blissful unawareness of what they had left behind…


Rerim thinks he's going to be going on a normal camping trip, but when Tiran comes to the campsite a bit... different, he's going to get a shocking surprise... and a stinky one...
I hope you all enjoy, I would love to hear what you all think! ^_^
Don't forget to check Talisment's favorites as he's favoriting all the different hypno bear artwork!
Picture made by

Link to his pic HERE!
Rerim whistled to himself as he drove down the road; usually he hated doing anything outdoors, but Tiran had invited him to go camping with him and as annoying as camping had been in the past he assumed that with a friend it would be a bit more bearable. There was little sign of life out here deep in the forest, and the ferret couldn’t deny that it slightly unnerved him. Deeper and deeper in he went until the light from above the trees was practically gone until finally he stopped next to Tiran’s car.
The ferret clambered out and glanced around for the otter, but there was no sign of him. “Hello, Tiran?” he called out for his friend, but there was no answer. When he checked by the fire he found a piece of paper there in Tiran’s handwriting. “Going fishing, will be back by tomorrow.”
Rerim relaxed and scratched his head as he realized that all of his stuff was still packed into his car. “Meh, I’ll take it out tomorrow…” he muttered as he sat by the campfire. Though Tiran wouldn’t be back for a while he felt relaxed knowing that his friend wasn’t too far.
Just like everyone else, Rerim had heard the rumors of bears being in the forest, but there had never been any proof as bears weren’t indigenous to this part of the world. To see a feral animal at all besides the regular cats and dogs was a rarity in the first place, so to hear rumors of feral bears was preposterous. He pulled out some marshmallows from a bag that Tiran had left on a nearby table he had set up and started to cook the sweet treat over the fire, and relaxed in the simple popping of firewood.
Everything was alright with the night; the sounds of the night were relaxing, the sights were breathtaking, the air smelled like… “What is that?” the ferret choked as a sweet yet musky smell entered his nose. It made him dizzy… and oddly happy…
There was a heavy treading sound as something pushed through the bramble, and even though Rerim wanted to run he found himself stuck in place as a bear pushed its way out of the forest. The first thing Rerim saw as it stomped out, was that it looked exactly like Tiran except for the fact that it was a bear. “Tiran…?” he asked in a dazed tone.
Tiran’s face was turned up into a large goofy smile and his eyes pulsated in spirals, as he stepped closer to his ferret friend Rerim realized the smell was coming from him. “Tiran… what happened to you?”
The bear laughed in a comedic fashion, and when he spoke his voice was both baritone and goofy. “My new master made me all better from being a stupid little otter with his amazing feet! So he had me send out for one of my closest friends to make into a goofy bear too! I picked you Rerim, and don’t call me Tiran anymore, now I’m Tibby the bear!” he exclaimed as he picked up the ferret and laid him on his back.
Giving a weak attempt at an escape, Rerim looked pitifully up at Tibby. “Tir… Tibby, please let me go…”
The bear wasn’t giving him an option though as he was already lowering his foot onto the ferret’s face; Rerim gagged as he smelled the most odorous feet he’d ever had the displeasure of smelling, but as he sat there with them in his face he found his mouth watering with need. The feet were so big… he could see small glistening beads of sweat as he stared at the underside of the paw, and all he could do was smell and feel the growing urge to lick them wildly.
Rerim didn’t want to… he couldn’t… something was wrong with the feet… but… His tongue slipped out without any control from him, and as he tasted the foot his whole body arched in delight. They were some of the most sweaty, smelly, and disgusting feet he’d ever tasted, but they brought him utter joy. He started to lick up and down as he laid under the foot, and as he did so he found himself losing parts of himself as he licked and licked and licked…
Tibber giggled as the ferret started to grow, from a simple small body to a much larger growing one. The urge to lick feet was in him forever as his master had made it so, and as he watched the ferret’s feet grow into large smelly bear feet he grinned as he imagined licking those gorgeous feet…
Ferret couldn’t remember his name… he couldn’t remember his species now actually either… Wasn’t he a… a bear…? Yeah, he was a bear… like Tibber! He licked and licked Tibber’s feet, and found himself completely enthralled in the experience of licking. His brain deflated as he became obsessed with feet, and finally as Tibber’s feet lifted he moaned in sadness. “No…” his voice was so different, so much deeper and… goofy.
“Come on, Rupert! We have to go to master!” Tibber said as he lifted the new bear to his feet.
“Rupert? Is that me?” Rupert asked, and as Tibber nodded the memories of his life came back to him. He was Rupert the bear, another hypno slave to master! His eyes pulsated with spirals as he giggled and hugged Tibber. “Thanks, Tibber! Now let’s go to master, I want to lick his feet!”
“Me too!” Tibber shouted before the pair stomped off into the undergrowth with blissful unawareness of what they had left behind…
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