The Bears Gallery - Part 3 (story + render set) (Patreon)
Published:
2018-07-15 16:01:00
Edited:
2020-11-05 13:10:58
Imported:
2021-12
Content
The shiny shell covering him began to dull and become cloudy. Keenan began tapping Walter's body all over, the shell now crumbling and falling away. When he was done, Keenan brushed away the last fragments out of Walter's hair and stood him up. Walter still was balanced on the balls of his bare feet, and would not stay upright without assistance.
Keenan opened a drawer and took out a dildo that had a hole in the blunt end. He turned Walter around and leaned him facing the table. Taking some lubricant, he applied some of it to Walter’s butt and to the dildo. Walter's cheeks were still slightly flexible, so Keenan had little trouble inserting it into Walter's anus. Leaving the blunt end exposed, Keenan grabbed a threaded steel rod and worked it into the dildo until it couldn’t turn anymore.
Keenan picked up a heavy metal base and screwed that onto the threaded end of the rod. Standing Walter back up, he adjusted the length of the rod so Walter's rigid body would balance perfectly in place.
Keenan let Walter stand where he was to finish solidifying and cleaned up the work room. When Keenan returned to Walter, he touched him and was rewarded by the unyielding skin and muscle he felt under his fingertips. He rapped on Walter's chest with his knuckles and heard a slightly hollow sound, as though he were knocking on a piece of furniture.
Keenan opened a drawer and took out a dildo that had a hole in the blunt end. He turned Walter around and leaned him facing the table. Taking some lubricant, he applied some of it to Walter’s butt and to the dildo. Walter's cheeks were still slightly flexible, so Keenan had little trouble inserting it into Walter's anus. Leaving the blunt end exposed, Keenan grabbed a threaded steel rod and worked it into the dildo until it couldn’t turn anymore.
Keenan picked up a heavy metal base and screwed that onto the threaded end of the rod. Standing Walter back up, he adjusted the length of the rod so Walter's rigid body would balance perfectly in place.
Keenan let Walter stand where he was to finish solidifying and cleaned up the work room. When Keenan returned to Walter, he touched him and was rewarded by the unyielding skin and muscle he felt under his fingertips. He rapped on Walter's chest with his knuckles and heard a slightly hollow sound, as though he were knocking on a piece of furniture.