Roaring sounds of an engine echoed through the large warehouse where countless rows of high and wide shelves stacked next to eachother. Wooden and metal crates of various sizes were lined up on the racks, perfectly in order. A very tall, giant polar bear stood next to one of the shelves, reaching up to the second level with ease, which was standing over two and a half meters from the ground, holding a clipboard, ticking the small black boxes in order. A small, white tag was attached to his orange colored working clothes, with 'Lukas' cursively written on it with thick black ink. He sighed as he put the wooden clipboard and his pen back into a large pocket on the front of his jacket. He clapped his hands together to remove any dust off of them. "Another successful day, huh." he thought to himself as his working hours were coming to an end very shortly. He was running around for the last 8 hours, working hard as he was organizing and putting any new packages onto the shelves. He looked over to the other side of the warehouse, where a couple of new hires were having fun with a forklift, driving it around in circles, elevating and lowering themselves. He however paid no attention to them, as he was a hard-worker, not usually wanting to engage in these slacking activities, so he just silently left the main area to move into the locker room, where he took his work clothes off, and switched into his everyday attire, consisting of a 5XL black t-shirt and a pair of good 'old blue denim jeans. As the little square wristwatch on his hand ticked to 4 in the afternoon, his shift officially came to an end for the day. He let out a finalm deep sigh as he picked up a very large black backpack from a locker, that had a small dent at the top of it's door, and a loosely hanging silver plate with the bear's name on it. He silently left the room aswell, but just before being able to leave the main building, a deep voice called his name from the storage. 

"Hey, Luke! How's work been going?" stepped forward a similarly large sized bear and started the conversation, though his fur color was brown, almost like a grizzly's.

"Heh, not bad you know." the white one replied with a deep and menacing, but strangely kind voice as he grinned and grunted. - "But I kinda am in a hur-..." he tried to explain, but was unexpectedly cut in half.

"Soo, we all thought it'd be a good idea to pay a visit to Willy's bar tonight, up on that idea, big boy?" he said as he smirked, having a couple of their coworkers standing behind him, all gazing at eachother, chatting and eager to have a drink after a day of hard work. But for Lukas, at least now, that's not quite an appeal. Willy, the old panda's bar was a charming and welcoming place, but the building it's in is quite... old. Unfortunately at the time when it was constructed, many architects were smaller or average sized critters back then, so the place isn't the friendliest for big and tall guys like Lukas. And something else was on his agenda, which he needed to take care of rather urgently, so he put his hands on his waist and replied.

"I'd love to, but... I kinda have some important matters to attend to, so it's all you folks for now, but maybe next time. It'll be on me too!" he tried to ease off a bit for feeling the tiniest guilt for the decline.

"You bet'cha, my guy." the bear replied, and as Lukas waved them off as the group disappeared in the distance, he too hastily left the place, and hurried home.

The sky was already quite orange, fading into red at the very bottom. It gets quite dark early during the autumn months, so its not surprising, and it's usually beautiful even. The bear was walking down the somewhat busy streets of the city centre, carefully passing by a diverse selection of critters, includings felines and canines, with mostly all of them being significantly smaller than him, especially otters, ferrets and cold-blooded guys like lizards and snakes, with sometimes even needing to avoid stepping on a few, but the bear had gotten quite skilled at this, having been walking to work for quite a while now, he managed not to step on anyone thankfully. 

An ominous noise echoed from up the stomach of the bear at a deep tone, lasting for a few seconds. Safe to say, he was quite ravenous. He forgot to pack food with him for the shift, so he hadn't eaten anything recently. But fortune favored him, as he just spotted a street food vendor on the side of the pavement, so he quickly rushed over. A smiling, kind german shepherd stood inside the van, greeting Lukas with a small waving gesture. However, even the large van looked tiny next to the towering polar bear, so he had to bend down under the extended sunshade compartment to put in his order. Today, the vendor was selling hot dogs, one of Lukas's favorite foods, so he took advantage of a special discount and ordered himself eight doggies for the price of six. He grabbed a green ten-dollar bill out of his wallet, and carefully handed it over to the vendor, who did a small bow to show gratefulness. A few minutes later, the freshly cooked hotdogs were served to the bear, and he pretty much devoured them in an instant, but the usual frown on his face didn't manage to yet turn upside down, as he felt fullness down in his stomach, but his heart had not been filled up yet.

"Grrhh..." he grunted "I wish this too tasted like... it..." he thought to himself as he threw out the piece of kitchen wrap coming with the food to a nearby trashbin, before taking on yet another long walk back to his apartment.

At last, he arrived back at the apartment complex he was renting a place in. It was certainly not the greatest of places, being in a location quite a bit off from the centre of the city, but regardless quite a high populated area. The building itself was 5 stories high, made out of some pale painted concrete, with time showing it's effect on quite a number of places throughout, with chunks, big and small missing, paint scraped off. The bottom floor contained a convenience store, titled 'General', with some wannabe flashy green neon lighting. Lukas walked in and as he opened the door, the yellow doorbell up above rang with a chiming noise.

"Lukas! So great to see you down here again, been a few days, haven't it?" a sound came from the counter on the other side of the store, with a tubby tanuki barely looking out from behind a cash register.

"Hey Ralf, yeah, just got done with work, was tough as always." he replied as he strolled down the aisle, looking carefully at the various products lined up, especially the packaged and processed meats, which made him drool just a droplet of saliva. However, he quickly snapped out of it and shifted his gaze onto the tanuki, now walking slowly toward him. The critter put his fingers together as he looked up to thrice his own height. 

"Umm..." he started, speaking in a somewhat deeper voice "Can I ask you a favor, L?".

Lukas towered in front of his landlord and friend, a bit surprised, but he was willing to help the man out in whatever pressing matter.

"Sure, what is it do you need help with?" he replied back with the question in a kind and friendly voice.

"Well, I've been so forgetful recently you know..." he started as he giggled up a bit to try and ease the mood "I ordered some things and just remembered they were coming in today - so I can't exactly go and pick up the twins from school, could you maybe pick them up please?" he stared at the bear with a pleading set of eyes, almost gulging out of their place as his green iris shined brightly in the light.

Lukas began shaking his head almost immediately, but he suddenly stopped. An electric shock shot through his entire body from his head to his toes. He just felt as if exhaustion striked into his body, he began lightly gasping for air, as countless thoughts began filling his head. He was familiar with this feeling. This was something that happened to him regularly when it's been a while since he's taken the medication prescriped to him by his doctor. The effects weren't too heavy at all, fairly managable, but he knew they were going to worsen little by little over time if he didn't take it. However, a strong-minded bear as him could easily handle it. So he took a deep breath, fixed his leaned-in posture, and looked the tanuki dead in the eyes.

"You can count on me, Ralf." he stated, now seemingly calmly and firmly. He owed a lot to this man, as he immediately gave him a warm welcome into his apartment complex, when lots of other places didn't even allow Lukas to rent a room. Most of them were too tiny for him anyways. Ralf's place isn't the most spacious either, but at least it accomodates his size pretty well enough. So, without a second thought, he rushed out of the store, leaving a trail of dust behind him, trying to get this deal done as soon as possible, since he badly needed to get back to take his meds. 

The school was quite a walk away, but if he promised it, he's doing it. This was Lukas's powerful mindset. So he just walked along the pavement next to multiple parks where birds happily chirped on the trees as he went toward the school. Surprisingly, it didn't take as long for him to reach it as he anticipated, likely because he was walking faster than ever before. He arrived at the institution's main gate, he didn't even need to look for the boys, as they were already long waiting for someone to get them, so they've just been leaning on the concrete wall of the building. They quickly noticed the tall, white bear, as they've met quite a few times before in the store. The twins put on a wide smile on their faces, and began dashing toward him, he barely had any time to take a tiny rest. However, the two boys stopped just right in front of him, allowing Lukas to quickly look up 'n down on them. 

On the outside, they practically looked like Ralf, two almost identical tubby and cute tanuki boys, both dressed by the in school uniform, wearing a pair of blue denim jeans, which looks almost like Lukas's, a white button-up shirt and a darker blue cotton suit, which had the symbol of the school, a green bush artwork right around their hearts, with a nice white striped green tie. After finally catching his breath, the bear spoke up.

"Your father asked me to pick you up, he's a bit busy now." But it seemed like the boys were paying no attention, but instead they put their arms up and started bouncing in place, clearly signaling to the bear to pick them up. Lukas sighed and smiled himself, as he knelt down and put his large paws down for the boys' to sit on. They quickly sat onto the bear's paws, and he lifted them up high, and carefully managed to put each of them on his shoulders. The twins were amazed to see the world from all the way up here, but were a bit frightened aswell, as they were over 3 meters above the ground, anxious of accidentally falling down. But Lukas would catch them in a snap though, so there was nothing to worry about - they both thought in unison. Victor, one of the twins, resting on the right shoulder of the bear, pointed in the direction where the apartments and their dad's store was, and loudly and proudly stated "Let's get going!". Lukas couldn't help but smile as he started walking, while keeping his hands up at the boys' backs so they wouldn't fall down. 

The bear and the boys started marching toward the shop, walking at quite a fast pace, as Lukas had to get back home very soon. But something seems to catch the polar bear off guard. In an instant, countless various scents strayed to his nostrils and overwhelmed him. The most powerful of these was something coming from very close nearby - from the boys. After a day of long classes and activities like PE, it was natural that the boys were emitting a musky scent, just by their bodies already anyway, but the tiny sweating amplified it further. Bear noses were naturally quite strong and sensitive, so at almost every moment of every day, he was smelling hundreds of unique odors, but he'd gotten used to it over the years, so he managed to ignore them mostly, but now, it felt different. The usual, horrid smells of the streets and trash from a nearby disposal, the homeless sleeping on the benches, every strong smell was blocked out. But yet, the musky scent of the boys remained. But it wasn't bad either. Lukas loved it. He loved it so much, he pulled the twins sitting on his shoulders just a tiny bit closer to his head to smell the musk even more. He was addicted to it. But he couldn't get too far, at least, not here. He shook his head and tried to brush away the thought, and instead focus on some nice and wholesome scenery inside his head, but that plan too fell short of existence, as the bear spotted something just on the very side of the pavement.

A very tiny, white mouse boy with a pinkish tail who barely looked 15 centimetres tall, was running through the sidewalk not far in front, not even paying attention to him. As he reached the park and freshly cut grass park, he kept frantically looking around, most likely looking for some kind of sustanance for himself. But soon, Lukas turned toward the small boy, and his tall shadow cast over him, feeling like an eclipse for the mouse, he froze in shock. He dared to slowly turned around, and upon catching a glimpse of the bear over twenty times taller than him, the little mouse gathered all his strength, and in an instant, he dashed away toward a nearby tree like he was never there in the first place. Lukas just stood there in awe, feeling nothing but empathy toward the small critter, with the boys on his shoulders being a tad bit confused, but he quickly got back on track, and continued walking toward the store, where they were just about to arrive, while still thinking about the mouse.

"They really do have it tough." he thought to himself, as a faint memory slowly began fading into his mind. 


Loud and inaudible chatter filled up the space, as the polar bear sat down on the wooden bench, surrounded by countless lockers. He had nothing but a white towel covering up his crotch, and another one, resting on his right shoulder. A rough session of PE just concluded, and Lukas, and many of his boy peers was about to get into the public showers, but as he stood up, already towering well above the lockers and all boys in the room with him, his ears caught the glimpse of something. Loud shouting and laughing came from another nearby room, so curiousity got the better of the bear, and he walked up to the door leaning in to see what was going on. The traumatic scene immediately hit him like a truck. A gray otter boy was standing in the middle of a large group of boys, all having nothing but a towel covering their crotches too. Just as the boy closest in Lukas's view strolled to the side, he instantly realized what was going on. The otter was holding a white mouse boy by his pink tail, high above the ground, who was completely naked. The poor thing was rotating in circles upside down, and was begging for his life as he pleaded in a high-pitched voice and symbolizing prayer with his hands, offering any last bits of money he had in his tiny wallet, but that didn't seem to phase the boys standing there at all. Lukas felt like his mind wanted to move away from the scene immediately, as he guessed what would be happening next, but his entire body was frozen, unable to move, his eyes firmly fixed to the mouse and the otter. The gray critter slowly lifted up the tiny boy up to his maw, where he teased him for just a second, then face first dropped him into his mouth. With a tiny help after, he pushed the mouse boy into his throat, and as it slid down, the group could hear his final cries for help as they echoed outside, slowly fading away as the otter's belly expanded a bit as the mouse fell into his stomach. The otter then procedeed to rub his belly a bit, and burped after. In that moment, Lukas began feeling something very weird. His large dick underneath the white towel covering him began stiffening up, his lungs already gasping for air. He accidentally kept slamming his heavy body against the metal lockers, bending some of them slightly in the process as he felt dizzy for but a few seconds, but still managed to keep his composure, and after taking a few deep breaths, the situation seemingly turned out better, and he silently moved into the showers, desperately trying to hide his stiff up cock down below. From that point onward, the bear's life was never again the same. For the following days, he couldn't think about anything else but that poor mouse, and how that situation managed to turn him on, especially this heavily. He never considered looking at cubs with an intent like that, but in the following days, which turned into weeks, every time he tried to help himself out, he just simply couldn't. Nothing could get his member up. And that was when he realized...


"Dad, dad!" the twins kept saying as Lukas was holding them in a firm grasp still. The bear quickly shook his head and snapped back to reality. They already reached the store unaware to Lukas, as he'd just wandered off momentarily, but something still wasn't quite right. The tanuki was walking to the side of the store, carrying a large black bag with him, which reeked of strong and horrible scents, which lingered to Lukas, and he immediately began feeling nauseous, so he had to quickly help the kids get down from his shoulders. Before Ralf could even thank the bear for the task, and being rewarded with the meat he'd promised, he just apologized and hurried into the building, and as he went up the stairs, he managed to constantly bump into the metal railing on the side, knocking it looser even more. Eventually, he reached his room on the fourth floor, and hastily barged in through the door. His single-room apartment wasn't particularly the largest, as it barely had any walking space from all the furniture, but in compensation, it was the tallest room that the landlord had, measuring 4 meters tall, which was just perfect enough for the bear so that he didn't need to bend down to even walk around. His room featured a red couch roughly in the middle, with a wooden table in front, a wall-mounted television surrounded by two tall wardrobes, and in the corner, a very, very long bed, with a metal frame to support Lukas's weight, with white bedsheets. Now inside, he quickly rushed to the wooden cabinet on his wall, and grabbed a very large, mint and white colored inhaler. He put it to his nose and sprayed a generous amount into both of his nostrils. After just barely a few seconds, and thankfully they were quickly acting, so his dizziness began slowly fading away. Before getting into any business, he stumbled over to the very large windows on the wall, and pulled in the red curtains, to make sure nobody was spying on him, as there were some pretty tall buildings nearby. As the sun outside reflected the red curtain color all over the room, setting an intimate mood.

As things were beginning to get better in his body, there was something else that could help him greatly, and it's something that he'd been looking forward for a long time. Usually, after the hard working days, he wants nothing but to get home, and take off all of his- often sweaty- clothing. So without doing anything else before, he laid down on the couch in the middle of his room, and began undressing.

First, came down his denim jeans. He slowly unbuttoned and unzipped it, and took it off. The smooth, white padding inside gently brushed over his similarly white fur. His white shirt quickly followed as he unbuttoned it similarly, and put it down nearby onto the side of the couch. Now, only his large, white briefs were on, and they were still bulging quite hard, with a little transparent stain in the middle, from a tiny precum leak. He grunted heavily, and finally pulled down the briefs after struggling with it for a moment, as it was quite difficult to do it when sitting down. His large, white cock slapped onto his belly, leaking a tiny bit of pre over his soft fur aswell. He now fully felt mended, as the medications completely took their effects. The cool AC unit above the window let in some really nice and cool air, much needed after the hard day. So, with nothing else to do, the bear just laid, manspreading on the couch, and turned on his tv with a remote to sit back, and relax.

But if things were that simple. A common, and expected side effect suddenly kicked in. He moaned as he felt his dick stiffed up yet again, seemingly out of the blue. He began feeling pretty pent up, feeling the need to pleasure hismelf and get off effective immediately. It wasn't the first time that he felt these side effects, but right now, they felt really rough. He felt incredibly horny, wanting to put multiple lewd videos onto the screen, but the desire to cum was even higher than that, so he laid down on his back, resting his head up on the armrest of the couch. He grabbed onto his dick, slowly starting to pull it up and down, beginning to jerk off. His dick was already throbbing, and feeling very hard and stiff. He continued pumping his dick, but also seeked stimulation elsewhere. With his other hand, he reached down below and started slowly massaging his balls, fondling them softly, and carefully squishing them. He was moaning and breathing quickly, his entire body resonating with the action. And a few minutes in, when that wasn't enough anymore, he reached further down with his hand, and pushed his fingers into his wide and pink asshole, after wetting them up by dipping them into his mouth, covering them with his saliva. He continued pleasuring himself, moaning and grunting in the process. Minutes have passed yet again, and the bear was still quite busy pumping his dick, strings of precum splashing around, covering his hands and bellyfur in a thin layer of it. He soon began feeling something tingly down below, and something with a very hard amplification, as his fingers pushed deeper inside, pounding against his prostate. His mouth turned into a wide grin, as he began breathing even more heavily. "Yes, yes! YES!" he murmured to himself as he upped his jerking rhythm to an even faster pace. And soon enough, overwhelmed by emotions and feelings now rather than smells, though his own musky body also produced a heavy scent, his orgasm was inches away, and as he pressed hard against his prostate for a final time, before slowing his pumping down to just one per second, his balls twitched and cum shot through his tight hole and erupted out of his hard dick. A very substantial amount of his warm cum made out of his dick, coating his entire belly area, paws and some even managed to splash down onto the floor. He sighed in relief and giggled a bit as he stood up and looked back, seeing that most of the couch managed to get stained aswell. So as a last thing, before moving on and maybe cleaning up the mess he'd made, he stood up into the middle of the room, clenched his fists, looked up, and shouted loudly as his tongue flapped out and drooled saliva - "MOOOOOOOOOREEEEEE!!!"