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bigstories - Kenai's Fat Bear Week- Part 2
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Kenai's skill and appetite are appreciated by his new brothers, so it's getting harder and harder to say no to one more bite. Enjoy!
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Kenai had been working hard to catch enough salmon to help out the rest of the tribe— everyone was getting hungrier and hungrier, especially Tug, and Kenai had been happy to do his bit— with his skill with a spear, he had proven the best fisher in the village, hauling out bigger and bigger salmon out of the river— and while he had done his part for the tribe, he was certainly welcome to take his fair share of his haul, and when the biggest salmon he had ever seen all but leapt straight into his hands, Kenai was transfixed. His mouth was already salivating with what he could do with such a big, juicy haul— and that was with the salmon already in his mouth.
However much he thought the drive towards hibernation wasn't affecting him, the results on his waistline said otherwise— his salmon and berry-fed belly filled out into a dense, plush ball, spilling out over his trousers, the rest of his body starting to fill out with it— his legs and arms had thickened, his nearly forcing the bear into a waddle. The human part of Kenai told him this wasn't natural— even with bears, hibernation had its limits. But the rest of the tribe was so happy with his catches and kept complimenting him, he didn't really have the will to slow down or stop. The bear tribe was acting just as friendly and pleasant as always towards their brothers, and with Kenai now included in that number, he didn't really know how to stop or bow out graciously. Besides, if this was all for hibernation, then surely he would just sleep all of this off through the winter— if this bulbous belly was just going to be a memory come spring, then maybe he could afford to indulge, just a little while longer…
Kenai's skill and appetite are appreciated by his new brothers, so it's getting harder and harder to say no to one more bite. Enjoy!
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Kenai had been working hard to catch enough salmon to help out the rest of the tribe— everyone was getting hungrier and hungrier, especially Tug, and Kenai had been happy to do his bit— with his skill with a spear, he had proven the best fisher in the village, hauling out bigger and bigger salmon out of the river— and while he had done his part for the tribe, he was certainly welcome to take his fair share of his haul, and when the biggest salmon he had ever seen all but leapt straight into his hands, Kenai was transfixed. His mouth was already salivating with what he could do with such a big, juicy haul— and that was with the salmon already in his mouth.
However much he thought the drive towards hibernation wasn't affecting him, the results on his waistline said otherwise— his salmon and berry-fed belly filled out into a dense, plush ball, spilling out over his trousers, the rest of his body starting to fill out with it— his legs and arms had thickened, his nearly forcing the bear into a waddle. The human part of Kenai told him this wasn't natural— even with bears, hibernation had its limits. But the rest of the tribe was so happy with his catches and kept complimenting him, he didn't really have the will to slow down or stop. The bear tribe was acting just as friendly and pleasant as always towards their brothers, and with Kenai now included in that number, he didn't really know how to stop or bow out graciously. Besides, if this was all for hibernation, then surely he would just sleep all of this off through the winter— if this bulbous belly was just going to be a memory come spring, then maybe he could afford to indulge, just a little while longer…
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