Werebear

A New Mystery

The next day proved to be interesting. First, I was late for work, then I was completely distracted and was essentially useless. By lunch time I had made so many mistakes the boss came to talk to me. I expected to get fired on the spot, but he just wanted to know what was going on. I explained that there was a kind of family emergency unfolding with my new boyfriend and apologized for everything. To my surprise, he was very understanding, and asked if I needed a leave of absence. “These things happen, and I don’t want to lose you.” Before I knew what was happening, I was in his office filling out the appropriate paperwork, and by one I was heading out for a three-week hiatus.

I headed to my apartment to pick up some clothes and clear out any food that would spoil while I was gone. Then I remembered that I wanted to chat with Stephan about last night. Before heading to his house, I sent a mental note to him to see if I could establish contact and if he were available. I didn’t quite know what to expect, but what I got was a warm feeling of welcome and anticipation. Good enough, I thought, and headed to his town house.

When I arrived, I could once again sense his presence in the building, and before I could ring the doorbell, he greeted me with a smile. “I have been expecting you,” he said as he ushered me into his living room. And getting right to the point, he ventured, “I don’t know exactly what you did with Twinkle-toes during the night, but the beast didn’t like it one bit.”

“Thanks for waking me up, you were just barely in time.”

He looked at me quizzically, “What? When did I wake you up?”

“Last night,” I looked at him in disbelief. “In the middle of the night. Didn’t you enter my dream and wake me up before I could cum?”

“His eyes got big. “Maybe you should tell me everything.”

I went over the events of the previous evening, telling him how the bear’s shadow worked and how Sean suggested it might be a bad idea. Then I told him about being woken to find myself about to cum in Twinkle-Toe’s mouth, and how this had pushed me to take a different approach with him. I concluded with an account of my inability to work and the events of this morning. He listened patiently and considered before speaking.

“How many lifetimes have I had to plan for this, and still I haven’t thought of everything. I’ll have to thank Sean for his insights. I thought the scent of the bear would help, but the differences you describe between the first two milkings with the third lead me to believe that Sean was right. It seems you only benefited slightly from the first two and that the energy given to you was largely attached to the shadow. Here…” He closed his eyes for a moment, and I could feel the shadow of the bear withdraw. As it did, I felt it scraping against me, almost as if it were a dirty shoe having the mud scraped off before entering a building. I felt something falling from it, but it seemed to evaporate almost immediately.

“Well?” he asked.

“Well what? I returned. “I felt the shadow disappear. Was there anything else I should have noticed?”

“I made sure to detach any sexual energy from the shadow before I removed it. I was just wondering if you felt a jolt from it.”

“Not really,” I shrugged. I felt something, but it just seemed to disappear.”

“The bear didn’t respond either,” he said. “Perhaps it reverted to Twinkle-Toes, but I believe it was simply lost. Wherever it went, it’s clear that you made the right decision last night, because not only did you absorb more energy and retain it, but the beast went wild. In the wee hours? Around for or five?” I nodded. “I can’t ever remember anyone finding a way to seduce someone in the harem into giving away the energy he was holding for the bear. Keep up the good work.” He smiled broadly, pleased at events. “I’ve never had the beast wake me up the way he did last night. He was furious. His first taste of defeat, ever!”

“But what woke me up?” I had been stunned when he told me it wasn’t him.

“Yes, that is a quandary. Would you mind if I took a peek?” True to Sniff’s description, Stephan was not willing to invade my mind without my permission. I agreed to allow it and waited to feel something. When I didn’t, I looked at him questioningly.

After a moment he opened his eyes and saw my expression. “I’m treading lightly,” He said, I don’t want to disturb anything. But I can’t sense anything unusual.” He thought for a second and suggested, “The dreams you were having before you woke up, can you remember them?”

“Not really, they were just very sexual, but vague and formless.”

“let’s try this. I want you to do your best to remember them, and I want you to take me to them. Can you feel me…right there?”

I could. I looked at him in amazement, but his presence in my mind drew me towards it and instructed me to close my eyes and turn inward. He guided me through my own memories, taking me further back. We found breakfast. We found my sexual encounter with Twinkle-Toes. We moved back to the moment I woke up about to cum. We could see other events from the past, but before we could reach them there was a kind of gap, an empty space, grey and amorphous. I wondered if dreams always looked like this, after all, dreams are so hard to remember anyway, could this just be normal. Stephan didn’t seem to think so.

“Someone is hiding things from you,” he said. He reached up to thrust his hand into the void, but it couldn’t enter. It was as if a physical wall was surrounding whatever lie hidden in this block of memory. He pressed hard against it but could not penetrate it.

I was suddenly back in his living room, blinking at the bright sunlight. He stood by the window, musing on this new discovery. Then turning to me with concern, he said, “Whoever or whatever woke you last night does not want to be identified. They are very powerful. I can’t remember encountering such power since the beast was tied to the full moon by the gods, but I have no clue who this is. There is no scent, nothing to identify them.” He could see the concern growing in my face, so he reassured me, “Don’t distress yourself. From what you told me they have your best interest at heart. They woke you when you needed to wake, and they used a familiar voice so as not to distress you. Even now they seem to be protecting you by keeping their identity a mystery. Think of them as a guardian angel of sorts”

“But one more thing,“ he changed the subject, “we need to keep your virtue safe from that sexual predator you’re living with. I suggest a couple of things. First, get a cock cage and start wearing it. Lock that dick of yours up so he can’t get at it. I’d give the key to Sniff for safe keeping until it’s time.”

“Time for what?” I asked, but he ignored me.

Next, I’d take Sean’s idea about treating Twinkle-Toes as a pup to heart. I think you should get a large kennel for him to sleep in. And again, I would lock it at night or anytime you have to leave him alone.”

I balked at this. “A kennel? You’re kidding.” But he wasn’t.

“And get some padding for him to sleep on. I know it seems a bit over the top, but at least the kennel is less restrictive, and he will have more freedom of movement than he would being tied up on the bed.” He thought for a second and added, “Check in with the Sean, he may actually have one on hand that you could borrow.”

Before I left, I called Sniff and he found that Sean did indeed have all the equipment I needed. “We’ll get it over to your cabin by the time you get home.” He said.

I thanked Stephan for all his help, and he seemed delighted with the direction things were going in. “One more stop,” I said as I walked out the door. Time to buy a cock cage.”

He smiled and patted my butt, “that isn’t just about keeping Twinkle-Toes away,” he laughed, “With all the sexual energy you’re going to be absorbing over the next two weeks, I think you’re going to be your own worst enemy.”

I entered the porn store with a little ambivalence. I had never used a cock cage before, and I wasn’t sure what type would be best. I needed guidance and I couldn’t bear the thought of asking Dee-Dee for advice on this. Thankfully, she wasn’t there but I was disappointed to see that there were no male salespeople either. I approached the petite woman behind the counter and asked for help. She smiled and took me to the appropriate section, pointing out the features of various models. She asked discrete questions to help her make better recommendations, and before long I realized I had given her an account, albeit a superficial one, of the entire situation. I was a bit embarrassed but working in a place like this I was pretty sure she must have heard it all. Besides, she was a stranger. She continued to smile graciously and help me make a decision.

I took it to the register, and as she stepped behind the counter she asked, “How is Twinkle-Toes? We miss him here.” I looked up in shock. I hadn’t mentioned his name and I had no recollection of ever seeing this woman before in my life.

“How…Do I know you?”

She continued to smile, and said, “We’ve never met, but I spent quite a few hours sitting in the lobby of your building. I bet you never even noticed me, most people don’t.” She laughed. "Some people would get annoyed, but I just consider it to be my superpower, invisibility.” She scanned the cock cage, and started pressing buttons on the computer, but when I took my wallet out to pay, she simply handed me the bag and said, “No charge. Dee-Dee told us that if you guys needed anything it was on the house. I hope it helps.” As I walked towards the door she called out, “Give Twinkle-Toes our love!”