There was a fire in his loins from the moment he saw her. A living mountain of a bearess dressed in what he figured were clothes from the pioneer days. Her furry claw tipped feet stuck out from under the long dress as though inviting him. She was heavy set, but not fat. Her mass was distributed throughout her towering frame. He didn't know where he was but at that moment he might as well have been in Heaven! He wanted to touch her, he wanted to explore every part of her he--
Saw the broom she was holding.
"You've got to be kidding me!" he muttered to himself as he watched her sweep the floor. She hummed a pleasant little tune to herself all the while unaware she was being watched. At one point she paused with one leg bent so David could see the pads of her toes and foot. It was as though she was unconsciously telling him "You want this? Come and get it little man"
He could resist no longer. Danger of Death be damned, in his fevered mind it was worth the risk! He bolted out from under the dresser toward his prize.
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