"Let Momma Bear just tuck you up somewhere real warm and safe..." The large songstress cooed, her honied tones oozing into the coon's ears before her tongue spooled out, lapping across his face, that tingling saliva making him feel fuzzy....hazy....warm like her sweet breath as it washed over his muzzle. He became detatched, far away...

By the time he regained enough semblance of thought, after a suffering many hot, wet strokes of that seemingly endless tongue, enough to addle his mind to mush, he was immersed up to his shoulders in something wet...tight...and clenching. Something was in his mouth. He looked down to see a mass of wriggling, wet pink, worming its way mercilessly down his throat, pushing him deeper. It went further in its possession of him, winding around his body, pulling as well, constantly flexing, shifting, stroking through his fur.

He looked back as much as he could through his haze to see the yawning jaws of the massive bear, her eyes lidded as she gave a little huff of pleasure around his body. A further glance downwards to the floor showed him several pairs of clothes littered around her dressing room, and the sight of her belly confirmed the story the scattered shirts and shoes told. Her tummy, dense with fat and fluff betrayed its contents with slowly shifting bulges along its massive swell, straining her dress as those within its hold wriggled in that internal grip.

The coon's vision was framed by her thick black lips as he was pushed further inwards, her tongue pulling out from his throat with a slick wet sound. She smiled around his head as he gave a final moan, muffled suddenly by the slight click of her teeth closing around him completely sealing him inside her with the rest.

Her thick neck gave a hefty undulation the slight bulging of it contracting around his face and muzzle visible for a moment before he sank utterly beyond sight, her belly wiggling even more enthusiastically now with its newest guest. She rubbed it with red painted claws and smiled to herself.

"I do love the lead up to hibernation~" Beatrice cooed.

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Haha! I haven't gotten a pure vore pic in....ever...but Beatrice was conceived as a vore character actually so I figured it was half past time! She's currently 'Entertaining' the always amazing:  tacokurt and the original sketch was done by:  sammy73 with colors by me! Beatrice also belongs to:  caudle