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BEARDOM(c)
Chapter I
The days dragged on when one was learning their new body role. I will admit as a new resident of colony Neptune I just wanted to learn my role and get back to Earth and begin my vacation. It does help I am spaced zipped with 5 of my best comrades to colony Neptune. Adventures with your mates is always a blast. Sometimes learning a new body role with a bunch of strangers is awful but not with your friends, I hope I would not get too bored with this version of body role immersion training.
According to the terms and condition of this vacation the first 4 hours require complete adherence to the protocols of the formula for the most effective body role experience. The first day is medical indoctrination, vitamins, hair growth, muscle adaption and body sculpting. The second day is a boring class on body adaptions and tips and finally the third day is full of bulletin points and how to manage the terrain and eating habits in our new body form. The third day was a boring nightmare with details on how to interact with our natural counterparts and the risks and exclusions associated with any damages to our new body parts.
I will admit my ears perked up when the topics of body role bonding, body role reconst itution and expiration times were discussed and posted in our handouts. I really wanted to be a Brown bear on this adventure so did everyone else in our group including my five best friends. We all were provided basic Brown bear profiles:
The brown bear (Ur.ms arctos) is one of the largest and most powerful lcu1d carnivore alive today. Brown bears Brown bears have non-retractable claws that they use primarily for digging. They can run at a considerable clip despite their large size and are known to reach speeds of up to 35mph. Brown bears have a coat of black, brown or tan fur with longer outer hair often of a different color.
Brown bears have a sizable mass of muscle on their shoulders that gives them necessary strength to dig. Brown bears are most often solitary animals. Occasionally though, brown bears gather to feed at salmon-rich fishing spots. About 8 feet long and 1200 pounds. Adult's bears do not climb trees
Brown bears are more active in the morning and evening and often rest dw-ing the day. Seasonal activity ofbrown bears varies depending on where they live. Bears excavate dens in the ground and they prefer sheltered areas such as on a slope or behind a large rock in which they sleep.
Brown bears do not enter a state of true hibernation and can be woken out of their winter sleep. Brown bears live in a variety of habitats including boreal forests. alpine forests
Chapter II
'This is too tight' yells Curtis. 'I cannot feel my lips "Curtis screaks. Sarah and Tammi were making wild voice sounds as they were about to come out of the finishing room. Raymond and Alan were still in a deep sleep after their final round of vaccines. I was not having any problems despite my tongue being huge was really too big for my mouth but I was too excited to worry about the small details.
Sarah was very chatty as she mused about putting a rustic red streak in a fur collar and wearing brown tinted contacts to cover her green eyes. 'Hey Greg' yelled Sarah 'You looking good in Black'.
Body Morphing was discovered over 5 decades ago when the government removed all bans against scientific experiments and ethical concerns. The first body configuration was a deformed baby that was morphed into a small piglet. The papers were all over with full blown color photos but few if any cared about the prospects that this was just the beginning of full body morphing with 24 hours.
The choices coupled with unlimited choices on animal body selection was the sweet spot of the sale. Once the mental threshold was crossed and the cognitive and brain functions would not be altered or touched body role morphing soon became a billion dollar fad and it was global.
'Hey Greg...Hey Greg'...yelled Curtis can I lick you. I will admit my tongue was so large I wanted to lick something just like Curtis anything the floor, my feet and of course Sarah and Tammi. What I could I eat now? I was loving these new body parts every hour I was becoming attached with body parts and feelings that to be honest were thrilling.
Last year when I was planning this adventure I recall reading about how the expansion of body role morphing was a big growth industry for developers and scene engineers who were tasked with locating venues on earth for tourist players and their game habitat's. It was a consensus of the group we picked a forest like terrain in Northern Michigan during the fall.
The last day of immersion training was a hoot the jokes were non-stop from tissue references about our bear bottoms to tree bark as our tooth brushes. Tammie and Curtis were making insane remarks about unbearable sleeping arrangements in the wild. I chimed in with a Yogi the Bear jokes about picnic baskets I had once observed in some old cartoon videos in our computer archives.
Chapter III
I need some grape juice said Curtis. 'I know Bears like berries 'he said. The zip flight back to earth was painless even though I did get the urge to pull my fur around my ears a lot especially when the zip trip was slowing down and we reentered earth.
Our agenda was simple we would have our final terrain orientation at the Northern Michigan site where we would go over the highlights of the forest including the areas which we could interact with bears and where we would avoid locals and hunters since our time period for body role playing over lapped with the fall hunting season. I will admit I was eager to get into the forest and hit up a few lakes where I could grab some salmon right out the water and from afar even scare some tree huggers and those in the forest on daily hikes. I also was salivating over eating raw animal meats and maybe even taking a bear dump in the forest....lol, lol
All of us had a final individual sessions with our trip guide and it was truly surreal finally observing myself in a full body mirror. I was a huge massive Black bear.
My fur was beautiful and slick with jet back streaks, My claws are long and sharp, my teeth were like white picket fence slabs. My eyes are as black as my fur hair.I was long and slim plus I could already stand on my hind legs and the sound which came from my mouth was scary and oh so loud, I certainly got my money's worth this time!
It must be stated I was overwhelmed by the choices of fur and bear body types of Curtis, Sarah, Tammie, Raymond and Alan. I was not surprised by Sfur color coordination around her neck she actually was about to streak it with a rustic red color. It was also surreal watching my peers speak in various dialects with their long bear faces and snouts.
'My feet are sore' said Tammie as she labored walking through the forest on turf that rugged and wild with insects and broker tree limbs hitting every part of her bear body. 'I got to pee again' Raymond yelled scaring every little brown bird in the bushes. The plan this morning was to as a group trek from the tour center into a forest to campsite that was near a cave where we would as a group camp out and retire for the night. The next day would be a solo outing for each of us and we would meet at sundown back at the cave site.
The first night in the wild was thrilling I will have to admit everything came alive the scents of the forest, the full moon, the fall night freeze made my fur glow in the moon's light.
My hearing was unbelievable from a far distance I could hear the hunter's chatter and music coming from their tents. I could smell the coffee beans and the shots from their guns pierce my ears. The best part of the nights was our stories about our new body morphs and how if felt so weird but as each hour passed we became less human and more bear.
I could even tell from the voices that our orientation about bonding to our new bear bodies was real and taking over Sarah was the first to exclaim she wanted to extend her expiration terms and she wanted to stay in the forest for longer than our 7 day plans. I also enjoyed hearing her and Tammie make bear sounds of lust when they hooked up with Raymond and Alan for some late night bear bonding lust.
Chapter IV
The week in the forest seem to fly by the best parts were the nights when we all hovered around the camp fire to share our daily trials and tribulations as we forged for food and chased away tourists with long range cameras.
By the end of the week I started to notice less chatter about our our daily excursions and more about bear bonding. Sarah was really becoming quiet and a loner and at night before we all went to sleep she was now sleeping alone and not with Alan. I really never saw her in the forest nor did I smell her scent. To be honest when all of us start to inquire about her I did not even notice she was missing!
Early morning on Friday was damp and cold. It was a consensusthat we would conduct a search mission for Sarah in pairs. I would cover the lakes with Tammie while Curtis and Raymond and Alan would search around the campsites and the outer boundaries of our designated and secured adventure area. About midday when we're drinking water in the lake looking for salmon for lunch Steven was very excited he said he picked up Sarah's scent on an abandon trail that was miles away. I had avoided the trial in my tours nevertheless it was agreed we all would meet there before dust and conduct our search for Sarah.
When I go to the trail area I could sense in the air something was wrong the trail? The air crisp with fear there was no bird chatter and all I could hear was massive sounds of small explosions along with the with noise of chatter from hunters miles away. As I got closer to the opening of brush area I could see lots broken tree limbs and smashed brush were everywhere.
When I finally spotted Curtis and Raymond all I could see was them hovering over Tammi and licking her wounds. I was now officially scared the hair on the back of my bear neck was as straight as a porcupine. 'Come here quick Greg' said Raymond...'Tammie has been shot by a multiple arrows" cried out Curtis.
Tammie was moaning she had almost passed out. As I approached them the smell of fear and terror became suffocating. From the side of my eyes I saw a sign "HUNTING SEASON OPEN". I could not believe it somehow we ventured off the grounds and we were now out of bounds and not in our protected area
When I finally got to Tammie it was over she expired right in front of me! All of us were now in a state of shock. Should we run for it and leave her here or should we find a hollow ground and give her a burial before the hunters found her. I hated the notion she would became a campsite tale.
Chapter V
We agreed that was not going to happen and since we were Brown bears with superb digging skills we buried her deep in the ground. Our next move was to find Sarah before the dark night swallowed up our courage at that exact moment I could feel the arrows as they flew by my furry ears someone was hunting and trying to bag another Brown bear! I started to run and run and run I was colliding with t ree stumps and bushes were slashing every part of my body...! wanted to pause and turn around to see if Alan and Curtis were behind me but I was full of terror turning around meant my sure death .
I heard a loud noise like a shot out of naval cannon I saw Raymond hit the ground and then 3 orange men in hunting gear stab him with long knifes shaped like an old fashion hand spear.
It felt like I was running for days and days when I finally got back to the lake iswhen I realized the hunters has stopped chasing me miles ago. I was now in a safe refugee area. My fear now was that of a bear with a heart attack. If I surrendered and now and fell to the ground the local predators would eat my carcass.
The next morning when I awaken I was back in the cave, Curtis was almost on top of me his sweat was still warm and wet, It was just when then we both realized that now Alan, Raymond, Tammie and Sarah were gone. Curtis told me he also saw Raymond hit the ground and he never saw Alan once we start running from the hunters. We also most forgot about Sarah we had simply concluded she was dead. I told Curtis when we got back to the adventure center I would write the incident report and he could do all of the talking.
Epilogue
I was drinking a cup of hot chocolate when I hear a beeping sound on my phone it was a voice mail alert which I had not notice was about to expire. When I logged in and heard Curtis voice it was both the sound offear and excitement. I had not spoken with him since our last day at the Adventure camp over six months ago. I did not plan to have a conversation until I as ready the pain and horror of losing Alan, Tammi, Raymond and never finding out about Sarah was just too much to overcome. I simply required a year away from that ord eal.
Curtis however appeared to be in fine form, his voice was full of excitement, in his voice mail he told me he wanted me to go with him on his invitation to meet Sir Shawn Alon who was living in a mansion on the coast of Maine and he was about to plan for an African Body Morphing adventure. I was shocked I could not even imagine the notion planning for another body adventure excursion plus my money was tight and I was still in recovery!
Right when I was about to delete the message my phone was ringing it was Curtis...'Greg you have to come with me...said Curtis..." My therapist was quite adamant I needed to get back into the world or I would forever be haunted and unable to have a good night sleep! Said Curtis. I simply could not hang up the phone and I made a weak promise to Curtis I would give it some thought. Right after I hung up I got a text from Curtis with the all the logistics on Sir Shawn Alon's party at his mansion. In fact it was this weekend!!
I decided to drive up to Maine it was months since I had ventured out of the condo and I wanted to put some miles on my leased Maserati. The coast of Maine was stunning from the sweeping views and courage of driving on the winding ocean view roads to the smell of pine trees in the rustic mountains. When I gave my vehicle to the valet I could see he was dripping with the notion of playing a role model game of his own while he drove my car into the parking area of the mansion.
When I stepped into the foyer of the mansion I had a wild sensation the hair on my neck became as straight as it was when I was a Brow bear in the forest months ago. At that exact same moment I also notice the scant of an aroma which for a quick for a second was the scent of a familiar body.
Sir Shawn Alon was the consummate showman he was like a carnival barker when he gave us the tour of his mansion. It was truly specular massive windows shared the walls of massive majestic halls and rooms. I was lost in the sights until I felt someone breathing down my neck it was Curtis he was buzzed and sweating with fear when he gave me a hard bear hug.
Curtis was looking terrible there was a frown on his face that covered his entire body, he had the appearance of a bum. I was surprised he would even be admitted into the mansion. He was sweating when he told me please do not go into the trophy room unless you go with me at that point he started to scare me big time. I probed ...'Curtis I do not need a body guard to go into the Sir Shawn Alon's trophy room are your serious 'I said.
Curtis was not mad at me when I rejected his invite he just told me something about the trophy room was not right and he did not want to go in there and he said he would meet me outside later.
I was about to get another drink when someone else grabbed my arm ...'Greg come with me allow me to the pleasure as I escort my guests around my trophy room. As we entered the room it was massive long walls with long textured colored drapes which staged massive portraits and trophy heads of majestic lions, tigers, moose and gray wolves and foxes with rustic hues.
As we entered the rear of the trophy room my eyes started to water and my nose was running a body scent was flooding my nose as we approached the last trophy before I hit the floor I recall Sir Shawn Alon stating how this trophy was amazing because it was his bag a straight kill with one steel arrow right in the heart. He boasted that when he went to inspect is winnings there were some birds which were pecking away at the eyes of his kill.
It was only when I gathered myself and I had the power to stand up when I saw the red rustic collar of the fur around the Brown Bear's head which was shining in the glow of the sun from the massive windows while the scent of Sarah suffocated the air in the trophy room....
The End
Greg
