While pondering the possibility of giving yourself head in your new form, the door opens and in shambles a half-bear much like you. He looks familiar and you don’t know why. You realize quickly that the ursine being is an older male and he makes you feel wonderful inside, just looking at him. His muzzle is graying and he has longer fur on his muzzle than you do, sort of like a ‘Bear beard’. He’s a bit larger than you are and seems to be more filled out, more muscular and a bit fatter; as though his apparently older body has reached its full growth in his mature prime. You don’t understand why, but his very scent makes you want to be with him. You want him to hold you close. You feel a tingle from the base of your neck to your stubby tail as you behold the magnificent Ursinoid.
He speaks, which startles you, since you had thought your ability to speak had vanished with your change. “So, young cub,” the Ursan says in a deep rumbling voice, “I see you have found the pleasures of your new body to be very pleasing. Perhaps, you would choose to remain one of us? The choice is yours, despite what you may have believed about this being a forced change. This ancient room only alters your body to reflect your inmost desires; obviously, you secretly desired this form, as I did so very many years ago. If you remain an Ursan, I can guide you to a place apart from the human world where we live. The world of Idalath. We are the dominant species there. I will be your companion and will help you adjust to your new body and the new world into which you will enter, it is my promise to you. So, what will it be? Return to being human or live a new life in this virile, powerful new body?”
Your mind reels at the possibilities and conflicting desires war with one another within you. Fear of the unknown wars with your lust. You look at the great elder Ursan before you and know that you wish to be his mate.
You speak. “There is so much to consider,” you’re surprised. The deep rumble of your own voice is a match for the older male. You continue with your thought, “one thing would make my mind up. I want to make love with you; I must know what that is like before I can decide.”
The Ursan smiles broadly, “Nothing would make me more content than to introduce you to the pleasures of mating as an Ursan. What would you like to do?”
You would be blushing if it weren’t for the fur on your face; you bow your head, embarrassed at the direct question. The elder walks over to you and lifts your face gently in his great paw. “I can guide you in the arts of the bedchamber as adeptly as I can guide you in my world.” That being said, the elder Ursan deeply kisses you, pulling you gently to his great muscular body. When he releases you he asks, “So, what would you like to do… first?” He smiles again, this time a bit more mischievously.
You look into his dark blue eyes and give your answer.
“Before you came into the room, I was thinking that I’d like to know what it was like to suck my own cock. When you entered and I saw you, a thrill went through me. It was like when I saw myself in the mirror, I was completely turned on, but it was better because I realized I wasn’t alone. I realized there were other Ursans. I want to take your cock into my muzzle and taste your seed.”
“Then that is what you may do, but I wish to give you the same pleasure.” He says as he strokes the fur of your cheek.
In short order, the two of you are on the floor. The elder Ursan lies on his back and you feed your huge member into his waiting muzzle. You then take his massive cock into your own gaping maw. The pleasure you experience is like none other, you know this is what you’ve always wanted and you know this is what you’ve always wanted to be. Soon, your cock is pumping hot cum into your elder mate and shortly after, you taste his salty sweet sperm.
You both lie kissing each other in the after glow and the elder says, “So what do you choose?”
You look into his sapphire eyes and say, “I choose you, and your form and your world. I choose you as my mate, my friend, my mentor and my guardian. Lead me away from her; lead me back to our home.”
With that, the door opens. Before you, through the door you see a deep forest of what appear to be redwoods. You both stand and move toward the threshold.
“Wait. Don’t we need clothes?” you ask. The elder chuckles at your question; it is a deep rich sound that fills you with joy. “My cub, am I wearing anything more than that with which I was born? Our world is fair and temperate and our thick fur is more than enough clothing. The only Ursans who wear anything more are those that choose to live in the cold places of our world and even they remove the unneeded garments when they are safe and warm in their homes.”
Your mate wraps his huge furry arm around your waist. He looks down into your eyes and says, “Welcome home Gwarrath Kedd.” You are amazed, you knew that was your name, but you’d never heard it before and without thinking you respond, “It’s good to be home Ba’Yore.”
You and your mate step through the door, the rich scent of the forest soothes you and gives you a peace you have never known in all your life. You look behind for the door and see only more forest. Your mate chuckles again and tousles the fur on your massive head. He begins to amble off into the forest and you follow.