Bear!
Your breath caught in your throat when your vision finally cleared. Just sitting—no—looming over the kitchen table, was a massive bear. You wanted to scream, but no one else seemed phased in the slightest. Your brother and sister were sitting at the same table casually chatting, your mom was up and cooking, and the bear was… wearing business clothes, reading a newspaper, sitting exactly where your dad always sat every morning. Even sitting it was taller than you. And it was looking right at you. Looking down at you.
“I said, ‘good morning,’ Jesse,” the bear rumbled with a warm smirk. The voice was deep with a rich rumbling timbre, but you could recognize the cadence and inflection your Dad always had, and even though it was absolutely definitely a bear, it’s grizzled furry face still resembled the man from your memories.
“Good… uh…” you have to clear your throat, eyes still frozen on what your animal instincts were telling you to get the hell away from right now. “Good morning.” This seemed to satisfy the enormous bruin, who smiled and polished off an huge sausage still speared with his fork. You watched as his large snout opened, broad tongue extending, a glint of huge fangs, before it snapped shut around the helpless piece of meat.
“Here you go, dear,” your mother’s voice rang in your ears, carrying a large plate stacked with a dozen enormous pancakes smothered in what looked like a gallon of maple syrup. She strutted towards the hulking beast like nothing, placing the plate before him and taking a plate that had held an identical stack of pancakes, now empty.
“Thanks, honey,” Dad boomed, swinging an enormous arm around your mom’s small frame and pulling her forcefully into a deep kiss, your mom giggling before her face was engulfed by the bear’s snout. You wanted to scream, shouting something like ‘Don’t eat my mom!’ but you couldn’t get it out.
“Ugh, groooss,” your little brother Andy grumbles, picking at his cereal. Kira told him to shut up and the two bickered before your mom and the bear broke their embrace, your mom’s whole face glistening with bear-drool. She wiped it off with her apron as if it was routine and looked at you.
“Hurry up, Jesse, your breakfast is getting cold,” she scolds you. You look at the table. The only chair is next to your now hulking furry papa bear. Forcing your legs to move, you step closer and closer to your Dad. Your dad had never been a particularly tall or large man, except for being a little overweight. But this hulking beast was built like an out-of-season powerlifter with broad, rolling shoulders, an enormous burly chest, and the massive mountain of a belly to match. You could feel the heat rolling off his body as you sat next to him, smell that not unpleasant woody musk, hear his rumbling breath. And was that deep, low, constant grumbling his belly digesting its contents? It was all… pretty incredible.
You could see the buttons straining against that bulk, his shirt stretched to the limit around every part of his broad round torso, sleeves rolled up exposing his thick furry forearms, tie loosened to enjoy his meal. Finally, you smiled, seeing your own Dad in this whole new way. It was actually kind of awesome.
You tried to enjoy your breakfast, keeping your eyes turned towards the massive beast next to you. You nearly choked when something huge slammed into your back, its weight resting on your shoulders. You realize it’s your Dad’s huge paw. You look up at the big hulking bear as he looks down at you eagerly.
“So are you ready, Jesse?” You look up at him, confused, still worried about being in the grip of an enormous bear.
I’m not ready to be eaten! You want to scream, but hold yourself back. “R-ready for what?” you manage to say.
The bear laughs thunderously, his mighty belly shaking, his meaty chest bouncing. The dishes on the table shake. “Ready for…”
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