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Nothing beats fresh cookies.

Cass was very into the holiday spirit this year, and in all of your time knowing her, you knew that meant holiday treats. Vast slabs of fudge, barrels of peppermint bark, and more cookies than you could have ever imagined stacked high on the counters during the winter months. Despite her size and immense appetite, she made far in excess of what she alone could consume, many of the treats parceled into shining boxes and given as gifts.

This would be your first holiday with the bountiful bear, and you wouldn't see her until later that night - her son would be asleep, and you'd be able to have a little "private time" with her.

What you didn't expect was the massive, bare ass that greeted you in the kitchen, only seeing the straining apron when she turned to face you. Despite the long-suffering fabric stretched over her front, there was little truly left to your imagination, and in her hands rested a warm tray of fresh cookies. It was clear that she had been busy with her baking...

...but it appeared there was another hunger she was looking to satisfy~

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Nothing beats the "hunger" of a motherly polar bear~

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Chumbodius

Always like to imagine that’s me in there 🤤