Synopsis Part Two – City of Bears Series 1: Bear Boutique

This part of the synopsis will cover Tristan and Maxwell’s backstory, and the events of City of Bears Series 1: Bear Boutique.

Picking up where we left off in yesterday’s post, Tristan, having occupied Professor Erikson with smoking out the resistant students on campus, the president focused on finding a solution to the bear claw pendant’s limited power. The bear claw was the one object Tristan brought with him when he crossed from his home dimension over into the woods on campus. While he appears human, in fact, he is of a different species altogether, a race of humanoid bears inhabiting a dimension of vast forests and mountains. Tristan, however, sought greater glory in crossing over, a dimension of his own away from his oppressive father and the cloistered society he led. Tristan wanted war–he wanted to conquer, and everyday he cursed himself for not being born a true alpha.

Alphas, in his species, are a genetic rarity, born approximately once every thousand births. Fully grown, they towered over the bears around them, and possessed a keen ability to lead and dominate others, even turning them into thralls, devoted to serving their alphas without thought. However, the alphahood he saw as his birthright was instead given to his cousin, Maxwell Longfang, who much to the clan’s embarrassment, was an alpha with a decidedly pacifist streak. He refused to take on a single thrall, and instead sought a life of chastity in a sheltered cave. The details of this failed experiment are difficult to discern, having been rendered taboo by the chief. This vow of chastity nearly drove Maxwell to madness–and when the clan decided to destroy him, Tristan instead offered himself as a sacrifice, calming Maxwell, and earning him his cousin’s lifedebt, a debt Tristan planned on calling in now.

With little choice, Maxwell answered his cousin’s summons, and learned of Tristan’s plan. Using much of the pendant’s strength, he had managed to create a small bastion in a clothing boutique, and had it furnished with a wide variety of items to assist in the conversion of the city. However, he needed Maxwell’s help to get the store off the ground, because Tristan was unable to leave campus for long. Maxwell agreed to run the store for a day–long enough to being the spread of Tristan’s power into the city, and Tristan told him that he had identified three young men who would be both simple to convert, and seed the corruption across the widest area. Tristan gave Maxwell a necklace of his own, equipped with an enchantment designed to mask his bearhood for the day, and left him in the store to begin his work. 

The three young men Maxwell was charged with converting eventually wandered past. James, eager to leave and get home to his lout of a father, found himself in possession of a three sample set of scented bodysprays. Kyle, a kleptomaniac, lifted a small necklace and left before he could be caught, heading for the casino to feed his gambling addiction. This left Luke alone with Max, trying clothes in the hope becoming a viral fashion trendsetter. Luke, a gay man who was still closeted to his friends, had always had a thing for James, but as he changed, morphing into a construction worker through Maxwell’s fashion advice, found himself growing more and more attracted to the bearish store clerk. Maxwell, unwilling to break his chastity, completed the transformation, and hid in the backroom away from temptation, figuring that with the three men in possession of items from the store, his job was essentially done.

Certainly neither James nor Kyle were themselves for very long. James, upon returning home, examined the bodysprays, finding them called “Irresistible,” “Deep Desire,” and “Ideal.” As a joke, he tried the first, but soon discovered that the scent made him sexually irresistible to everyone, including his father. His father, Dan, found the sprays, and used “Deep Desire” to turn himself into a giant, raunchy slob, and used “Ideal” on James to turn him into his muscular, redneck cub, desperate for sex with his giant cocked father. Kyle, at the casino, found that the necklace he’d stolen was cursed to force him to steal away the qualities that men disliked about themselves, in exchange for the qualities of his own body. Kyle quickly ended up on the wrong end of the deal, a casino patron stealing his youthful body and leaving him as a dirty, cock hungry daddy bear. Both of them, hoping to fix their respective situations, then set off on a quest to get back to the mall, and save themselves. 

Back at the shop, Luke, still wanting sex with the shop owner, found that there was something strange going on with the shop’s mirrors–his own reflection kept speaking to him, and sensing his desire for sex with Max, helped him push his transformation to more extremes, reducing him to a submissive muscle bear dressed in leather and desperate to be owned by a true alpha. Luke’s new look proved to be more than Max could handle, and he finally broke chastity, making Luke his first thrall–and Maxwell felt guilt consume him in the afterglow. He kept Luke in the back office, hoping the effect of his alpha cum would wear off soon, and furious at Tristan for putting him in this situation, watched the clock tick closer to closing time.

Meanwhile, getting back to the mall was proving to be more of a challenge for James and Kyle than they’d expected. James finally convinced Dan to take him back, but only so long as they could stop at the smoke shop on the way. Dan used the opportunity to help out a few of his friends at the smoke shop, and then the four of them had some more fun with James, fattening him up into an effeminate pig slave for their sexual pleasure, and Dan continued onto the mall with James in tow to pick up more bodyspray for a party with his friends and their horrible ex-wives. Kyle, his sports car gone, had to resort to using public transit to get back to the mall, however, a run in with a transient left him newly homeless, and after an unfortunate exchange with the bus driver, Kyle became his sex slave. In a final act of will, he escaped out the bus’s emergency exit window, sprinting towards the mall on foot with Dennis, his new master, chasing after him.

James and Dan arrived first, and while Dan was looking around at all the stuff he could buy for the party, James slipped off, lured away by his reflection, his clarity of thought momentarily regained through the use of some smelling salts. In a desperate gambit, James grabbed the bodyspray away from Dan, using one on himself called “Alpha Brut” and turning the tables on his father, he used “Ideal” to make him a fat pigman capable of changing anyone who had sex with him into a pig as well. When the new James saw Luke watching him from the office, he was happy to join them, and steal Maxwell’s thrall away permanently.

Kyle and Dennis arrived soon after, and in an accident, knocked Max out on the floor. Kyle hid, while Dennis ran into the now piggish Dan, who used is new found power to change Dennis into a pig like him, and together they left for the party. Now alone, Kyle found himself the victim of the reflection as well, ending up as a complete toilet slave before Tristan emerged from the mirror, removing the stolen necklace and sealing Kyle’s fate. Standing over the unconscious Max, Tristan used the bearclaw to sap Max of his bearhood, which the disguise amulet had spent all day sapping from him, rendering Max human, though still an alpha. With a final spell, he forced Max into the destiny of the three men he’d converted, knowing that would be sufficient to entrap him in the store, as Tristan had planned all along, now happy to use Max’s power for what it should have been used for from the beginning: dominating the weak and changing the world.

Max, stripped of his memories, soon found new ones. Kyle, renamed Toilet, was his thrall now, who helped Max remember that his real name was Scuzz, and that he was an older, filthy biker with a mean temper. Scuzz had opened the shop with his alpha partner and longtime friend Brute and his thrall Beast with the help of a generous investment from Tristan Newberry, of course. It would be their job to speed the conversion of the city at large, and Scuzz had just the idea to get things moving along nicely.

Next – City of Bears Series 2: Special Delivery

Synopsis Part One: Big Bears on Campus

As promised, here’s part one of the synopsis leading up to City of Bears: Series 3. This part will cover the events from “Big Bears on Campus”, and those leading up to “City of Bears – Series One: Bear Boutique”.

Shortly after the beginning of the semester at Bortman University, a small college in an unnamed city, something strange happened in the woods one night. While this event was witnessed by a few, none could remember what happened exactly, and those who did see it transformed into burly, older alter egos of their former selves. No one, it seemed, was safe. The transformations spread rapidly, striking not only students, but also professors, athletic staff, and even the librarians. Rumors flew around as to what might be causing this, but for the most part, no one seemed to notice anything strange happening at all. Entire majors disappeared overnight, replaced by such diverse subjects as truck driving, BDSM Studies, and sexology, new techniques were pioneered in recruiting new students, and students found new, exciting ways to contribute to the well being of the students on campus. The school, suddenly renamed Bearman University, become renowned in particular for it’s spectacular Masters Program, under the direction of Professor Erikson, taking the fiercest bears the campus had to offer and grooming them into domineering slave drivers. Three days later, the campus was unrecognizable, and after a hostile takeover of the board of trustees, a new president was named at the university, a strange, mysterious man by the name of Tristan Newbeary. Finally, the last of the holdouts were converted, and the college settled into a new equilibrium. 

However, the college’s new president had his eye on far larger goals than a simple college campus. Bortman had been a target of opportunity–deep in the woods, the borders between two worlds wore thin, allowing him to cross over and begin the process of converting this world into one he, ultimately, would rule over. However, he quickly discovered some obstacles to his plan. First, the source of his power, a small bearclaw pendant, was too weak to extend the conversion past the campus boundaries. If he’d had time and energy to spare, he likely could have found a way around it himself, but two groups were stirring up conflict on campus. The masters program, lead by Erikson, was taking steps towards wresting control away from him, and a smattering of the students on campus retained some or all of the memories from their past lives, leading to pockets of resistance springing up all around. Frustrated, Tristan decided to sidetrack the masters program, giving Erikson the job of indoctrinating the resistant students, letting him focus on extending the conversion to the city at large. However, he knew he would need assistance with this project, and he knew just the bear to summon to help him further his plans.

Tomorrow, onto City of Bears – Series 1: Bear Boutique.

NaNoWriMo and City of Bears: Series 3

Unless you’re a writer or know a writer well, you probably have no idea that November is National Novel Writing Month. What this means, is that many of us writers decide to throw caution to the wind, and by the end of the month, try to write at least 50,000 words of a novel. I’ve decided to give it another go this year, and have decided I’m going to just buckle down and deliver the final series in City of Bears.

For those of you who don’t know what City of Bears is, it’s a very long tale I started back in 2010 which I intended to just be a series of fairly disconnected vignettes about  the students and staff of a college turning into a bunch of bears, and which quickly spiraled out of control, yielding the first two parts of a trilogy which I’ve been itching to finish off for a while now. 

What does this have to do with Tumblr? Well, since this is going to be absorbing most of my writing time over the month to come, I figured, what the hell? Why not just put my progress up every day here? So, if you follow me, you’ll get a sneak peek all month of the final series in rough draft form, every day (hopefully, unless I crash and burn). 

All that said, the final series, as it is in my head, tends to reference a lot from the last three series in this world, “Big Bears on Campus”, “City of Bears: Series 1”, and “City of Bears: Series 2”. I would just recommend reading it all over again, but that might be a tall order, and if you feel like it, you can read them all here. Or, if you want to target ones which are particularly plot and character relevant, I’ll append a list to this post. Regardless, if you’re interested in knowing what the hell is going on, but don’t have the time, I’ll be providing a synopsis of the first three series this week leading up to the first of November. Also, if you get confused, or just have questions about characters or plot as it happens, feel free to drop me questions in the ask box, and I’ll keep them answered as quick as I can.

Here’s that list, for those who are interested:

Big Bears on Campus – Episodes 1, 2, 8, 9, and 10.

City of Bears Series 1: Bear Boutique – Just read it all, or you’ll be totally lost.

City of Bears Series 2: Special Delivery – Episodes 1, 3, and 8.

“So? How was my famous ‘Beefcake’? You enjoy it? Sure looks like it–there ain’t none left!” the chubby chef of the small roadside diner said, taking away Robbie’s plate.

“Don’ know…Feel…real strange. Is–Is I bigger?”

“Sounds like those ‘dumb-dumb shrimp’ ya had fer an appetizer are workin’ hard too!” the chef said. Now just hold on, dessert’s on its way, boy.“

Robbie looked around, his eyes dull. He hadn’t seen anyone else come into the dinner since he stopped…was that weird? He felt his body, the firm muscle covered with a thick layer of fat. He barely fit in the booth anymore…or had he never fit in it? And what was with this singlet? There were so many strange things going on, but his brain…it felt so empty now. He flexed his arms, watching his biceps and deltoids bulge out in the mirror behind the counter, and laughed loudly. He was big, like, big-big. And hairy–he could see the pelt on his chest and arms growing in thicker every moment, a thick bush underneath each armpit, and the shadow of a beard darkening across his face. He shouldn’t look like this…but why did he think that? Why did he think anything? It was easier–better, not to think at all, he remembered, and went back to just flexing.

"Here you go boy, my favorite dessert, my Homo’shake’sual!” the cook said, putting the milkshake down in front of Robbie. “Well? Go on, suck it all down like good little beefcake.”

Robbie expected the cook to return to the kitchen, but he just stood there, waiting and watching. Robbie wrapped his lips around the straw and sucked, the shake oddly salty, but still good. As he sucked it down, he found his eyes drawn up to the cook looming over him, his big belly covered with his soiled apron, his fat greasy face leering down at him. If Robbie had been smarter, he would have felt scared, but he was just feeling warm…and horny. He sucked down the last of the shake suddenly, surprised how fast he’d gone through it, and licked his lips. He was still thirsty, but for what?

The cook had taken off his apron, revealing clothes that looked like he hadn’t changed them in several days, if not longer, unzipped the fly of his jeans and pulled out a thick, smelly cock. “Well go on, my dumb-dumb beefcake homosexual. Give me a good blow job, and I’ll jack you off in that tight singlet of yours.”

Robbie let out a guffaw, and without a thought, inhaled the cook’s cock, flexing his muscles as he sucked him off. He was a dumb-dumb beekcake homosexual, wasn’t he? Guess he should have been more careful when the cook had warned him that he was what he ate.

July 11th 2012

The hormone supplements have produced stunning results in farmhand A in a single month, the most noticeable being the rapid muscle growth all over his body, and the bony protrusions on his temples, which I believe to be the beginning of horns. Unfortunately, there have been a number of personality changes as well, particularly increased aggression and libido. While his penis size has remained constant, his testicles have grown both in size and production, and he appears to have taken a liking to mating with the cows. Any attempts to stop the copulation are met with fierce resistance–this leads me to conclude that, regardless of the amazing physical results this test has yielded, the personality shift has rendered this particular blend unworkable. For the next month, I plan on using a slightly different formula, introducing some female hormones to promote docility and submissiveness without diminishing the physical growth.

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August 13th 2012

I must conclude that this new mixture has been a success, even if some of the side effects are extreme and potentially untenable. The aggression previously exhibited has been greatly reduced, and is replaced by a obedience and submission which exceeded my expectations. However, the farmhand’s libido has not reduced, though he now appears to emit a pheromone attractive to bulls, leading the stud to mate him regularly in the field.

As strange as this might be, it is the new physical changes brought on by extended exposure which are more troubling. The farmhand has grown a fine pelt of fur, and the bony protrusions on his temples have extended into short horns. The addition of the feminine hormones have caused some fatty weight gain, though the farmhand’s musculature appears unaffected. Strangest of all are the farmhand’s genitals. He appears to have been rendered impotent–however, his testicles have grown even larger, each to the size of grapefruits, and they produce copious amounts of fluid, his penis functioning like a udder. Without a daily milking the farmhand appears to suffer great distress and pain. The fluid appears to be a mixture of milk and semen–and though hardly scientific, I tasted it, and found it to be quite delicious, high in protein, and naturally low in fat. 

Regardless, I feel that further experimentation with farmhand A will yield little progress–it is, I believe, time to put him out to pasture. Since he has long since lost most of his human cognitive capacity, euthanasia would be simplest, but I’m ashamed to admit that I have grown fond of my daily protein shake, so I think I will keep him alive for now. In fact, I think I’ll go indulge right from the source right now. I always feel so pumped up after a good, long drink…though my temples are starting to itch. I’m sure it’s nothing though. Still, I’ll have to acquire a new farmhand for further testing when I go into town tomorrow. A breakthrough is close at hand, I can almost taste it.