Patron Reward: Teddy Bear Beatdown 2 (Patreon)

I feel like this one needs some explanation. This is a patron reward that's a sequel to a commission I did years back from ANOTHER buyer. It's NOT a sequel to Bedtime Wrestling or Becky the Bear Wrestler, but from this one: https://www.hentai-foundry.com/stories/user/luffy316/37035/Teddy-Bear-Beatdown-commission. Basically, a bored mom makes herself lose to wrestling matches with her daughter's toys when she's out of the house to embarrass herself. The buyer added a few twists to it, like a new zebra wrestler and some more cartoony reactions from the mom. The whole meta stuffed animal wrestling is always fun  to mess with, and still thinking on ways to go back to Becky's story in the similar spirit.

Anyway, back to trying to clear out these reward stories and still having time to do the votes!

Gale found herself getting more invested in her sexual fantasies about Bosco. She had to wait for her daughter to be out of the house, leaving her time to fantasize and conjure up more elaborate scenarios for the next time she had the teddy bear in her fetishized wrestling matches. When the girl finally left the house, the mother was free to use the bear as masochistic sextoy.

She stepped into the living room, dressed down to her bikini. She had set Bosco on the couch overseeing the living room, where she had already placed one of her child’s stuffed zebras. It stood on four legs, unlike Bosco, but it was big enough to pass as a rival wrestler. In her imagination, the bear himself was too good to accept her challenge. Bosco had beaten her so completely in their last match that she had to work her way up the ranks and prove herself worthy of fighting him again. It was all the elaborate backstory she created for why she had to wrestle another one of her daughter’s toys.

The zebra had been named Stripes, simply enough. It was about the same size as Bosco, meaning just slightly smaller than Gale herself. It was a big-eyed, striped toy with a silly smile stitched into his muzzle that she imagined as a cocky grin. Still, his slightly goofier nature made the milf adjust her mindset for the match to be a bit more… on the toys’ level.

“I’m going to kick your stripey butt,” Gale challenged as she strutted around the living room that was her imaginary ring.

She flexed and posed, showing off for the unseen audience. She shook out her hair and stretched out, imagining the many button eyes leering at her curves. Gale braced herself with a deep, excited breath before she reached out and turned Stripes around. She made him bend over and smack his thickly padded ass at her, pretending it was his cheeky retort to her threat. She gasped, acting shocked by the rude gesture even as she made him do it. She blushed with anticipation as she made her own bell sound to start the match.

She approached the toy on her knees to get them on a level playing field. She slammed a few forearms into Stripes’ muzzle before she clutched his foreleg, making him pretend to grab her hair. Gale shrieked as the nasty zebra jerked her head around to disorient her before sending a huge, fluffy punch to her face.

“OUGHH!” Gale gave an exaggerated grunt like she had been knocked silly by the cheap shot.

She rolled her eyes and lolled her head around. She grunted again as she made Stripes keep beating on her, slamming her head and making her act even goofier. She started stumbling to act as dizzy as possible, even rolling out her tongue like a cartoon character that had been struck by an anvil.

“Ughhh… st-stop… sooo dizzy,” she moaned as she fumbled limply at the toy horse.

Stripes kept at it, and Bosco certainly did nothing to stop the action. She kept up her dazed act while she turned the zebra plush around. Gale bent him over as much as possible, making his fluffy bottom puff up towards her. She wiggled his legs and hips until it was bouncing back and forth with a mesmerizing rhythm. Gale made her eyes flutter, blurring her vision until she felt hypnotized by the shaking ass and the swaying stripe patterns.

“Uhh…. wha… my head…” she moaned like some helpless superheroine.

She lowered her guard completely to the zebra’s devilish trick. It made it easy for him/her to raise his hind legs and deliver a huge mule kick to her chin. Gale let out a huge grunt of pain.

“UHN!” she huffed as she made herself flop over backward.

She landed flat on her back, splaying out so that her bikini clung tighter to her sweaty body. She moaned and held her head like she’d been dealt an incredible blow by the dirty zebra. She rolled out her tongue and crossed her eyes to look as dumbstruck as possible.

“My head… oh god… I’m seeing stars…” she muttered as she weakly reached towards the ceiling.

Gale grabbed at the imaginary stars before letting herself flop back down in a pathetic heap. She reached out and tugged on Stripes’ leg, making him seem to hop over to her while keeping her own hand out of view as best she could. She wrapped one of his arms/front legs around her neck, dragging herself into his headlock. She gagged and drooled over herself and the toy as she crawled along after it, sticking out her ass she followed on all fours.

Stripes gave a sweeping gesture, throwing Gale against the couch. She turned so that her back hit it first, groaning as she slumped into a sitting position. Her feet and hands rubbed at the carpet, trying to get back up but acting like she was too weak to move. She puppeted Stripes around to turn away from her again, showing off and smacking both his hands on his butt cheeks to make the stuffing jiggle around. Gale shook her head rapidly, making some comical babbling noises like she was shaking the cobwebs out of her head.

“What the… oh no! No nooo NOO! STOP! Please don’t!”

Her pleas went unheeded by the toy she was controlling herself. Stripes gave a final sexy swing of his hips before he slammed them back, bashing his fluffy butt into her face. Gale flopped theatrically, draping her arms on the edge of the couch like it was the lower ring ropes. She acted stunned by the faceful of ass, thrashing blindly as she pulled on Stripes’ tail to rub all over her face.The devastating stinkface made her scream in shock, beating her palms and fists uselessly against the pinning buttocks.Gale arched her back and spread her legs out as she shrieked at the top of her lungs for help, but the pillowy buns muffled her words into nonsensical moans. She was left to huff his ass, which only made her screams more desperate. She imagined that he smelled awful and reacted accordingly. She pushed on the smothering horse’s ass, barely budging it at all as he put all his overstuffed weight into it.

“ACK! STOP! STOP! REF! R-ROPES!” she pleaded as soon as she had the slightest room to breathe.

Bosco continued to overlook the dirty move and let it happen. Stripes rubbed his big butt all over Gale’s face before giving a short, firm thrust of his hips. It thumped her in the head, bumping her back into the corner couch. Gale grunted and slid down the furniture, laying flat on her back. She rolled her eyes in a dizzying spiral, gurgling and drooling on herself before she pulled on Stripes’ legs. His butt came crashing down again, this time on top of her chest. Gale’s arms and legs flopped sharply upward, letting out a loud and miserable gag. Part of it was from Stripes’ drop, but the rest was her reacting to his smother from earlier.

“Aghhh! Oh god! The smell!” she choked out.

Gale coughed heavily, spitting at her side like she was trying to get a nasty taste out of her mouth. She could just imagine the sweat he would have rubbed off on her in a real match. She fanned her face rather than try and stop Stripes, trying to clear away the imaginary stench. When even that didn’t work, she had to pinch her nose and let out a comical “Blech!”

“Ohhh you dirty donkey… ughh, your stink is making me so weak!”

She made another exaggerated gagging noise as she moved Stripes’ hips, making him grind on top of her boobs. His tail slapped at her tits, making them tingle as he rubbed on her excited nipples. She tilted him so that his smiling face looked back over his shoulder, clearly mocking the slutty and weak mother who was letting herself lose to a toy.

Stripes gave her a mocking slap to her breasts as he stood up. Gale propped him up against the couch so he could stand over her, leaning his forelegs confidently on the ropes. He was lording his early lead over her, rubbing it in her face in more ways than one.

“You fluffy bastard… I won’t… uck… give up that easy… I’m taking you down, and you’re next you nasty little bear.”

Gale grabbed at his leg, trying to pull herself up but it. The zebra just swung the same leg to kick her in the face, putting her down with a noisy “OOF!”

The weary milf made it stomp her a few more times to take the fight out of her. As she moaned and curled up to clutch her aching breasts and belly, she spared a hand to make Stripes pull up her hair. She staggered up to her knees, her groggy face too exhausted to give him the defiant sstare she wanted. Besides, it made her even hornier to be at the mercy of the inanimate object. Stripes pushed her back against the couch right where Bosco could get a good look at the. Her back arched, pushing her bikini-clad breasts out even further. His fluffy hand felt up her chest, making her grimace like she wasn’t loving all of this.

“Let go of me, you perv,” she groaned as she perved out on the simulated domination.

Stripes pulled her hair back, cutting off her insults with a cry of pain. The zebra leaned over her and forced his muzzle over her mouth, stealing a kiss from the shocked wrestler. Even as she manipulated the toy, she acted like she was struggling against the forced embrace. She sputtered and moaned her muffled protests, acting like she was choking on Stripes’ intruding tongue. He pulled back at last with an imagined smack of his lips, still with his happy grin on his face.

“UGHH! PTOOIE! You horny deviant you! That’s disgusting!” she scolded, looking shocked by his puppeted actions.

She still ran her hands over her body, lingering between her legs as she rubbed herself in a horny relishing of her sexualized match. She caught herself and grabbed Stripes by the leg, bringing his hoof kicking deep between her spread legs. Gale overreacted to sell the move to herself, springing up to her feet with a comical yowl. She landed on her feet, doubling over and whining as she cupped her crotch. Her eyes bugged wide open and her mouth stretched out so big, screaming as loud as she wanted with the house to herself.

“NOOO! OWWWOWOWOW! My poor pussyyyy!” she cried out as she hopped like a kangaroo, bouncing her breasts around in her bikini top.

Gale blushed as she could just hear the audience laughing at her stupid little dance of pain. It turned her on, making her clutch clutch her pussy tighter so she could rub some of the arousal into it. Her fingers came back warm and damp when she grabbed the zebra toy, moving it in to grab her once it was done laughing at her expense.

One of its hands went right to the bent over woman’s neck. Gale gagged as she pretended to be caught in his choke, just for his other hand to go between her legs. He secured his grip on her, making Gale’s eyes widen as she shook her head.

“No! Oh my god! Stripes, stop!” she begged pathetically.

Her pleas only encouraged the sadistic toy. Gale lifted herself up in his arms, leaning on the couch so it felt like she was being held up by the stronger toy. Her eyes bugged out again as she thrashed around  helplessly. She really focused on bringing Stripes up after her, holding her up in midair like he was going to go leaping off the top ropes.

“PLEASE! NO NO NO AWWWW GOD~!”

Stripes came back down on top of her as he body slammed her to the mats. Gale let herself land hard on her back, spasming as she rolled her eyes up and back into her head. She acted like she was ready to pass out from the devastating move, shaking violently as she babbled some nonsense in her dumbstruck state. She pictured a swirl of cartoony stars and birds circling overhead.

“Ohhh… who turned out the lights?” she groaned as she put a hand to her head in a fainting gesture.

She went on selling just how hard the zebra had crushed her as he got into position. She pretended to have him pull her by the hair, limply flopping along as she sat him on the couch above her. She stuck her head between his legs, moaning miserably as her head was stuffed into his crotch. The bikini-clad mom’s rolling eyes looked up at him unsteadily as she wrapped his legs around her shoulders like he was a snug neck pillow. She gave the legs an extra hard yank, wrapping them around her neck in a sitting head scissor. Gale immediately gagged and sputtered, grabbing at the air in front of her. She pretended to have no escape in his ruthless choking maneuver.

“Ghk… ugh… st-suhp… nooo…” she mewled.

All the energy she had put into staging the match had left her winded and red-faced, making it easier for her to sell that she was being choked unconscious. She tried to tap out on Stripes’ leg, but both of the toys ignored her attempts at submitting. Stripes even shoved her hand away, refusing to let her give up until he was done with her. Her arm was too exhausted to try again by then, so she let her arms hang limply at her sides as she leaned closer into the head scissor. Her eyes rolled and she sputtered out flecks of saliva until she pretended to pass out, flopping her head over Stripes’ thigh. She rolled out her tongue and laid there with her eyes stuck open, trying to look as dead as possible for her show.

Gale made Stripes’ hand shove at her head, toppling her like a ragdoll at the toys’ feet. She let him plop into place on top of her, sitting on her face with his foul butt waiting for her to wake up. She laid there, enjoying the humiliating position for a bit longer before she started to stir. When she woke up, she gave a pathetically weak moan.

“Who turned out the lights,” she droned vacantly before the ass was immediately shoved into her face.

She could hear the demands of her wicked referee. Bosco demanded that she worship the zebra’s ass as punishment for her loss. Gale was already humiliated and defeated. Her body and will was broken down enough to comply as she leaned in and planted a long, loud smooch on the zebra’s behind. She wanted the entire crowd to hear her punishment, making her moan and writhe beneath him. She even cupped Stripes’ arms to make him grope her body, using him as a more literal tool for her elaborate masturbation.

Stripes finally got off of her as she was left barely able to move. Gale dragged herself up to one elbow, retching and coughing as she clutched her throat. She hurried to wipe off her lips on the back of her arm and stuck out her tongue to wipe it off. She glared back at the cruel toy opponents.

“You’ll pay for this… I’ll get you both back and beat you in the ring next time!”

The simple, stitched smiles went unchanged, clearly not believing her as the milf crumbled back to the floor, shuddering with pleasure as her fantasy ended for now. She was already rubbing her crotch as she relished in the horny aftermath.

“That was so sexy,” she sighed to herself as she writhed in the middle of the living room, defeated and horny.