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"Mowgli, would you at least attempt to see sense?" Bagheera bemoaned in beleaguerment as he pulled Mowgli by his red loincloth with gritted teeth. "Kaa nearly made the perfect midnight snack out of you." The man cub persistently pushed back with his stinky feet much to the dismay of the panther's sinuses. "I said that I'm not going so there!" the brat retorted while enduring the big wedgie and gripping the soil firmly as his guardian's strength proved more powerful.
Baloo's belly jiggled as he laughed when the loincloth slipped down Mowgli's legs and sent Bagheera back into a tree. A coconut konked the cat right on the head in the most cliche manner, adding to the bear's favorite comedy act. "Papa Bear, back me up," whined the man-cub, standing up all exposed without a second thought about his nudity. "You don't want me gone, do you?" Baloo couldn't help falling for the kid's wolf cub eyes and stopped laughing to grin back.
"Don't you spoil him, Baloo," Bagheera sternly declared while marching towards the bumbling bear. "You know that Shere Khan has every intention of making sport of him." He raised his eyebrow sternly as if he were Baloo's nagging wife. "I know, Baggy," the bear reassured, finding the panther awfully cute when he's mad. "I just think it'd only be fair to give Mowgli a chance to prove himself to us." He gave a cheeky wink to his bestie who replied with a knowing smirk.
"What've I got to prove?" Mowgli declared, folding his arm indignantly. "I can handle the Jungle fine on my own!" Baloo chuckled at he walked up to his little friend. "If you're so sure, little britches," he claimed, ruffling the kid's hair to his unamusement, "then you'll do well against my patented Rear of Fear." Mowgli backed out of his affectionate ruffling to look back at him in confusion. "What's that?" he asked curiously. The wild child didn't notice Bagheera's malicious laugh.
"Call it a test of endurance," Baloo claimed as he turned himself away from Mowgli and bent over. "If you can last ten minutes against my terrible tush," the brash bear declared, shaking his jiggling glutes, "Bagheera will have no choice but to let you go off." Mowgli was in awe of how big his best friend's butt was, reminded of Colonel Haiti's rather round rump. "Heck, Bagheera could barely last eight minutes when I took a seat," he chuckled, enjoying Baggy's bright blush.
"Then I'll last twenty," Mowgli claimed with an arrogant grin, eager to put Bagheera to shame. "Just give the word and-" However, he was cut off when Baloo backed up as an almost breakneck pace and rammed his rump right into him. The man-cub managed to grab onto his fur even in his frazzled state before the bear's bouncy booty pressed him up against the nearest big tree. Papa Bear was gentle enough to not slam the kid against it yet still put the pressure on high.
"First rule of the Jungle, Lil' Britches," Baloo chuckled as he felt Mowgli's skinny body slipping between his buttocks, "ain't nobody's gonna 'give the word' to you." The man-cub grunted and groaned as he found his head just barely poking out of the bear's butt crack. He struggled only to find his hands pinned to the tree bark even as they wriggle about. "C'mon now," Baloo laughed playfully while grinding his glutes against his little buddy. "Where's all that gumption gone?"
Mowgli felt humiliated as he felt Baloo's bubble butt dominating him flawlessly and struggled to at least slip himself out of the crack. "Oh... I'll... show you... gumption," the man-cub declared despite his utter immobility. He gritted his teeth as he helplessly felt the bear rubbing his humongous hide and desperately tried to keep his face from getting smothered. His feet wriggled the best that they could near the base of the tree. His cheeks were puffed up by Baloo's own.
"I'm afraid your struggles will be all in vain," Bagheera chuckled heartily, enjoying the punishment doled out upon Mowgli. "Baloo's buttocks are second only to his sharpest claws when it comes to subduing his prey." He strolled over to Baloo's bubble butt for a better view and could make out the man-cub's puffed up expression to his delight. "Especially after he's had quite a hefty meal of fruit during lunch." The panther smirked as he shared a cute wink with the bulky bear.
"Don't... hold back... just... because I'm... a kid..." Mowgli strained to declare as Baloo craned his head to look back. "If... he can... dish it... out... I can... take it." The bubble butted bear couldn't help but share Bagheera's mischievous glee with how adorable of an upstart the man-cub is. "That's just what I love about you, Little Britches," he declared once his gut gurgled just on cue. "You're a bigger glutton for punishment than me." With precise control, he relaxed his bowels.
BRAAAAAPPTTTTT!
Mowgli heard the loudest brass toot emitting from Baloo's buttocks and felt it vibrate the plump pair against his body. He instinctively groaned from the stench that blasted right into his face and straight up his nostrils. His disgust became mixed with humiliation when he heard Papa Bear busting a gut with Bagheera as though his suffering was stand-up. "It's not... funny..." the man-cub managed to muster. However, his bubble butted buddy let another blast rip at that moment.
BRAAAAAPTTTT!
Mowgli hastily held his breath to keep the stench at bay but it was far too potent. It forced its way up his nose and made his eyes water. He became green around the gills in suppressing the urge to puke. The man-cub could feel the overwhelming odor slowly letting fatigue set in bit by bit. However, he urged himself to stay in the fight with a mean look despite his drooping eyes. Baloo and Bagheera would... eat their words... with just... one more... minute... to go...
"Not gonna lie," Baloo sighed affectionately to Bagheera by his side, "that kid almost beat your record." He carried an out cold Mowgli under his arm towards the Man Village as though he was a barrels of booze. "He would be enough of an upstart to tough it out that long," the persnickety panther proclaimed with a droll roll of his eyes. "Perhaps I would be wise to maintain my record..." The two of them shared sassy bedroom eyes with their brows bouncing in anticipation.
Baloo's belly jiggled as he laughed when the loincloth slipped down Mowgli's legs and sent Bagheera back into a tree. A coconut konked the cat right on the head in the most cliche manner, adding to the bear's favorite comedy act. "Papa Bear, back me up," whined the man-cub, standing up all exposed without a second thought about his nudity. "You don't want me gone, do you?" Baloo couldn't help falling for the kid's wolf cub eyes and stopped laughing to grin back.
"Don't you spoil him, Baloo," Bagheera sternly declared while marching towards the bumbling bear. "You know that Shere Khan has every intention of making sport of him." He raised his eyebrow sternly as if he were Baloo's nagging wife. "I know, Baggy," the bear reassured, finding the panther awfully cute when he's mad. "I just think it'd only be fair to give Mowgli a chance to prove himself to us." He gave a cheeky wink to his bestie who replied with a knowing smirk.
"What've I got to prove?" Mowgli declared, folding his arm indignantly. "I can handle the Jungle fine on my own!" Baloo chuckled at he walked up to his little friend. "If you're so sure, little britches," he claimed, ruffling the kid's hair to his unamusement, "then you'll do well against my patented Rear of Fear." Mowgli backed out of his affectionate ruffling to look back at him in confusion. "What's that?" he asked curiously. The wild child didn't notice Bagheera's malicious laugh.
"Call it a test of endurance," Baloo claimed as he turned himself away from Mowgli and bent over. "If you can last ten minutes against my terrible tush," the brash bear declared, shaking his jiggling glutes, "Bagheera will have no choice but to let you go off." Mowgli was in awe of how big his best friend's butt was, reminded of Colonel Haiti's rather round rump. "Heck, Bagheera could barely last eight minutes when I took a seat," he chuckled, enjoying Baggy's bright blush.
"Then I'll last twenty," Mowgli claimed with an arrogant grin, eager to put Bagheera to shame. "Just give the word and-" However, he was cut off when Baloo backed up as an almost breakneck pace and rammed his rump right into him. The man-cub managed to grab onto his fur even in his frazzled state before the bear's bouncy booty pressed him up against the nearest big tree. Papa Bear was gentle enough to not slam the kid against it yet still put the pressure on high.
"First rule of the Jungle, Lil' Britches," Baloo chuckled as he felt Mowgli's skinny body slipping between his buttocks, "ain't nobody's gonna 'give the word' to you." The man-cub grunted and groaned as he found his head just barely poking out of the bear's butt crack. He struggled only to find his hands pinned to the tree bark even as they wriggle about. "C'mon now," Baloo laughed playfully while grinding his glutes against his little buddy. "Where's all that gumption gone?"
Mowgli felt humiliated as he felt Baloo's bubble butt dominating him flawlessly and struggled to at least slip himself out of the crack. "Oh... I'll... show you... gumption," the man-cub declared despite his utter immobility. He gritted his teeth as he helplessly felt the bear rubbing his humongous hide and desperately tried to keep his face from getting smothered. His feet wriggled the best that they could near the base of the tree. His cheeks were puffed up by Baloo's own.
"I'm afraid your struggles will be all in vain," Bagheera chuckled heartily, enjoying the punishment doled out upon Mowgli. "Baloo's buttocks are second only to his sharpest claws when it comes to subduing his prey." He strolled over to Baloo's bubble butt for a better view and could make out the man-cub's puffed up expression to his delight. "Especially after he's had quite a hefty meal of fruit during lunch." The panther smirked as he shared a cute wink with the bulky bear.
"Don't... hold back... just... because I'm... a kid..." Mowgli strained to declare as Baloo craned his head to look back. "If... he can... dish it... out... I can... take it." The bubble butted bear couldn't help but share Bagheera's mischievous glee with how adorable of an upstart the man-cub is. "That's just what I love about you, Little Britches," he declared once his gut gurgled just on cue. "You're a bigger glutton for punishment than me." With precise control, he relaxed his bowels.
BRAAAAAPPTTTTT!
Mowgli heard the loudest brass toot emitting from Baloo's buttocks and felt it vibrate the plump pair against his body. He instinctively groaned from the stench that blasted right into his face and straight up his nostrils. His disgust became mixed with humiliation when he heard Papa Bear busting a gut with Bagheera as though his suffering was stand-up. "It's not... funny..." the man-cub managed to muster. However, his bubble butted buddy let another blast rip at that moment.
BRAAAAAPTTTT!
Mowgli hastily held his breath to keep the stench at bay but it was far too potent. It forced its way up his nose and made his eyes water. He became green around the gills in suppressing the urge to puke. The man-cub could feel the overwhelming odor slowly letting fatigue set in bit by bit. However, he urged himself to stay in the fight with a mean look despite his drooping eyes. Baloo and Bagheera would... eat their words... with just... one more... minute... to go...
"Not gonna lie," Baloo sighed affectionately to Bagheera by his side, "that kid almost beat your record." He carried an out cold Mowgli under his arm towards the Man Village as though he was a barrels of booze. "He would be enough of an upstart to tough it out that long," the persnickety panther proclaimed with a droll roll of his eyes. "Perhaps I would be wise to maintain my record..." The two of them shared sassy bedroom eyes with their brows bouncing in anticipation.
Category Story / Fetish Other
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File Size 321 kB
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