Chapter 2

“IT’S PEANUT BUTTER JELLY TIME!!”

Nova’s eyes shot open at her alarm on her phone. She reached for it on the stand next to her bed and desperately swiped on her screen, without looking as the upbeat jingle teased her for every failed swipe.

“So early...” She had finally silenced the alarm and saw the time.

4:15 AM

Practice wasn’t until 4 PM, and she was planning on prepping for it with a light morning jog at the least.

Looking up at the ceiling, she gave a knowing groan as she felt the presence of her weapon of mass destruction pitching a tent under the sheets, twitching as if demanding her attention.

Throwing over the blanket, her cock was exposed as if it was the holy grail being shown to the world.

She knew all too well what it demanded of her, and the morning ritual would not be broken. Stepping out of bed and wiping her eyes, she turned on the light before stretching.

“Time for more shower fun, I suppose.”

As she took a step and stopped when her foot hit the bag she brought with her.

‘I should probably unpack all my stuff too... ‘

Opening the bag, she was greeted with her stuffed bear she had since she was little. Professor Fluffbottom, her constant companion. It had kept her from feeling too lonely as a child, and she couldn’t picture going anywhere without it. The bear showed its age, with its left eye missing and right arm stitched back on, but Nova loved her nevertheless.

Hugging Fluffbottom tight, she stopped to look at the bear and immediately felt the heat rush to her face.

The worn fur pressed against her bare chest, soft and familiar. But now, with her cock hard and leaking slowly onto the hardwood floor, the innocent hug stirred older memories. After puberty hit and the ache became unbearable, Fluffbottom had been there for more than cuddles. Late nights under the covers, Nova would straddle the bear, rocking slowly against its plush body until the pressure eased in quiet, shameful waves of release. The bear never judged. It soaked up every secret spill.

Like an old addictive drug, it was already tearing all reason from her mind. She placed Fluffbottom on the bed before opening her suitcase, throwing her clothes out of the way until she found her condoms.

Magnums—super durable and stretchy. They were privately made for the rare futas around the world and designed for the excessive amount of cum they would produce. She had come to use them when her parents tried to figure out how her shower drain had been gunked up one too many times.

Nova stared at the box, blush deepening. The condoms were a practical reminder of her size. Thick, reinforced, extra-large to handle her girth and the ridiculous volume her balls churned out when she finally let go. She set them on the nightstand, within easy reach, then turned back to Fluffbottom.

The bear sat propped against the pillow, one eye staring knowingly, stitched arm dangling. Her cock twitched harder at the sight, precum dripping faster onto the floor.

“I promise I won’t get you too dirty...”

Taking one of the condoms and taking it open, she placed it near the teddy bear and got on the bed, inching towards the bear on her knees, but stopping as her view of the teddy bear now had her aching cock hover above the middle of it.

Nova’s breath came out shallow as she watched a blob of precum ooze out and drip onto the bear’s belly before being absorbed. It would not do the same if she got carried away, a quick reminder of when she ran it through the washer twice to get all of baby batter out of it.

“I’ll just hump you for a second, Fluffbottom. Forgive my weakness...”

Pulling the bear up, she sandwiched her cock between Fluffbottom and her stomach, before giving a slow hump, letting a gasp escape her mouth.

The soft, worn fur pressed warm against her throbbing shaft, familiar and forgiving. Nova’s eyes fluttered shut, cheeks burning hotter as she rocked again, slower, savoring the plush give of the bear’s belly against her veiny length. Precum smeared instantly, soaking into the fabric as her foreskin glided back with each gentle thrust.

““Oh ... Fluffbottom,” she whispered, voice trembling with shame and need. The innocent toy felt anything but innocent now, trapped between her toned abs and aching cock, absorbing every leak and twitch.

She hugged the bear tighter to her naked body, nipples dragging hard against the fur as her hips rolled in shy, desperate circles.

“I’m sorry for using you again...”

It felt wrong, but the pleasure might as well have been a bomb that blew it away, because it only made her hump harder against it. She felt the moisture between her stomach and its belly getting gradually bigger, warm precum smearing thick and slick with every thrust.

Nova’s breath was getting more frantic and rougher as she felt the familiar shake of her body and churn of her testicles that was sounding the impending load that was going to charge out of her at any second.

She eyed the condom she had placed on standby, slowing her thrusts before stopping altogether. Her cock made her terribly aware that it was not happy at the sudden stop.

“Condom, right ... to catch...” she muttered, looking at the plushy and mentally cursing herself before hugging it tighter. She lost all care to the world and resumed thrusting against it as the sweat now coated her face from how hot the room seemed to get.

The pause only worsened the ache. Fluffbottom’s soft belly pressed warm and slick against her throbbing shaft, fur matted with precum and sweat. Nova’s hips snapped forward again, harder, faster, chasing the release that had been building since the alarm.

“Oh ... Fluffbottom, I’m sorry,” she whimpered, voice breaking as she ground desperately. Her breasts bounced with each thrust, nipples dragging raw against the fur. Balls slapped heavy against the bear’s legs, churning louder, tightening up as the pressure became unbearable.

Her pussy clenched below, dripping arousal down her thighs, clit throbbing untouched from the friction. Sweat beaded on her deep chocolate skin, rolling down her freckled cheeks and toned abs.

Falling forward, she buried her face onto the top of the bear’s head as the pressure finally reached her limit.

A muffled cry escaped into Fluffbottom’s worn fur, high and needy, as her body locked up in release. Her cock throbbed hard between her stomach and the plush belly, erupting in thick, powerful ropes that soaked the bear’s chest and neck in creamy white. Wave after wave surged out, her balls flexing aggressively with every spurt, emptying everything they had churned.

She never stopped humping. It only intensified her orgasm, her cock only happy to receive more stimulation as she ground through the climax, plush fur dragging slick along her sensitive shaft. Precum and cum mixed into a sticky mess, coating Fluffbottom’s belly dark and heavy, the bear absorbing every hot surge like it always had.