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It was a casual Saturday afternoon. I was sitting about on my living room couch and scrolling on my phone when something muffled slammed into my front door. Opening the door, I discovered a pink stuffed bear no bigger than a watermelon with two black beady eyes. There was a ribbon with a note tied to its neck. I took it inside for a closer look, fearing embarrassment if anyone saw me pick it up.

Putting it on my living room table, I untied the ribbon and unfurled the note. “Kiss me, your beary best friend, Miss Kisser.” Thinking that the plushie was just a stupid gift someone was too shy to give me at the door, I tossed it onto my couch and headed for the kitchen to get something to eat. As I was about to open my fridge, I realized I left my phone in the living room. Turning around, I was dumbfounded then the pink bear was sitting on my kitchen counter and holding my phone in its paws, attempting to use it.

“Looking for this?” It asked with a squeaky female voice, presenting it to me.

“W-well, yeah!” I answered as I reached for the phone. Before I could touch it, the bear swiped my hand away like a cat in denial. I sighed.

“If you want it, you’ll have to kiss me.”

Attempting to grab my phone again, the pink bear swirled around quickly and my phone had just vanished as though it was a magic trick. “Kiss me!” It squeakily demanded, throwing itself on my face to try to kiss me on my lips. With a momentary contact on my mouth, I ripped it off and flung it to the far end of the kitchen. Running to my living room, I was shocked to see it sitting on my couch, but it was bigger now. It had teleported somehow. Leaping onto my face again, it wrapped its plush paws around my head and gave me a deeper kiss as it clung on longer.

“MMPH! MMPH!” I screamed with my voice muffled by the plushie, I was panicking. Shaking it around on my face, it still would not come off. I wedged my fingers between its body and my face, tearing it from my head and throwing it against the wall. “Ow!” It uttered as it hit the wall, rubbing its head to pretend it hurt although it was a plushie.

Dashing to my front door, I saw the bear again just outside but now, it was the height of a child. The bear seemed to grow with every kiss on me, as though it feeds on affection. It waved at me and gave me a wink. Slamming the door immediately, I dashed for the backdoor. Similarly, it was already outside when I stared through the peephole. Stepping backward from the door, I bumped into something soft and fluffy. It was the bear again. It turned me around and gave me a hug around my shoulders, landing another kiss on my lips as it smothered my face with its own.

“No!” I pulled it away but this time, it did not cling on, letting go of me immediately when I tugged on it. I sprinted upstairs to my bedroom, hoping to finally escape the clingy bear.
When I opened my bedroom door, I was utterly distressed by the sight of the bear lying my bed with a cheeky smile. Turning to exit my room, another one appeared behind me, closing and barricading the door with its plushie body. Comparing heights now, it had actually grown to my height. Looking at both bears, I was confused.

“H-how are you on my bed and beside me at the same time?”

“Magic!” It answered as it rolled around playfully on my bed. “Come here!”

The bear behind me shoved my body forward onto the bed beside the other bear, vanishing when I gazed at the door again. It then brought me closer using it paws with a grip of steel and turned me over, forcing me to lie on my back to look at it. It was now sitting on my belly and staring eye to eye, my fate was now in the paws of the stuffed bear as it threatened me with another kiss.

“Please… No…” Expecting another kiss, it snaked its fuzzy paws into my shirt and rubbed my chest instead, the softness of its fur-covered paws caressing my upper body gradually and calmed down from my panicked state after a couple of minutes. “There, there. No need to fear Miss Kisser. I only kiss and cuddle!”

When my body was fully relaxed, it brought its arms around my back and hugged me as both our noses touched, the mutual nuzzling causing me to blush. The bear brought my face closer and kissed me more affectionately, and I kissed back in response. While kissing, I could feel the satin fabric of its mouth as it licked the beyond my lips as though it was my lover. After we stopped kissing, it did not grow again like before. It was still cuddling me and the warmth of love lulled me into a comfortable sleep.