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Unbearable Mr. Bear

Unbearable Mr. Bear

Sometimes, all you need is a hug...
May 9, 2025
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Part 1: https://sanctioned-suicide.net/threads/dream-job-part-1-getting-acquainted.212633/

Wow that was fast. Anyway, here's Wonderwall Part 2. Still no dirty stuff, but again, slow burn. Hope you like it!
Dream Job
Part 2: Learning Process

After the meat fell and splatted itself on the floor, the creature quickly turned, slithering towards their lunch. Their voraciousness was clear, as if it wasn't being fed for days: Groans and hisses were interspersed between the munching and crunching noises of a famished beast. Flesh tearing apart, bones cracking, blood splattering around, marking them in savage splashes. A severe contrast between our almost tender interaction a moment ago.

The scene was intense...and I focused on it, unable to take my eyes off the strength, the drive of the beautiful thing. My heart pounds, and I can feel myself undoing my pants, my own meat throbbing in need. The snake creature looks back at me for a moment, showing its bloodied muzzle, dripping red, thick fluid, before continuing their banquet. My hand grasps my penis firmly, but I didn't want to do it so soon...

I grab my phone trying to distract myself and I see the time: twelve past midday. I sigh in relief, as I put my apparatus back on its place. It's lunch time. I need to get away from this scene immediately, but as I went to the door, I quickly deployed some more children learning books, specifically for diction and spelling. I don't know if the creature will be able to learn on their own, but it can't hurt having something to entertain them until I get back.

Up 22 floors I go, onto the closest cafeteria. I grab myself a modest meal: medium-rare steak, rice with garlic, fresh pineapple slices, and a large grape juice. As I sit to start eating, a familiar voice is heard. "Look who's here! I see your uniform is clean. Good job on holding out so far!" A hearty laugh comes from Xandra. She got her usual junk food mix, albeit notably less "junky" this time: Grilled chicken burger with a diet soda, and a fruit salad for desert, I presume.

"I see you assume I have no self-control. Is that projection?" I look at her with an eyebrow raised. "Come on, Gil. Unless you've been stuck with a boring furry blob like I did, I can't expect anything but!" That piques my interest. "Is that the creature you've been assigned? I see your uniform is clean as well. What happened?" She punches me in the elbow lightly, with a smile. "All he does is roll around his blubbery body and sometimes licks his ass for no reason."

"But what about yours, Gilly boy? Is it cool? Muscular? Does it have 16 breasts or something?" Not everyone in the facility has the same...interests as me and Xandra. Maybe that's why we stuck together, despite our differences. "They are snake-like, with arms, eight dark eyes, a mouthful of shiny fangs, and a beautiful, glossy black and yellow scaled body." I look back at her, who's snickering. "You're kinda blushing there, buddy." I would be ashamed of that if it wasn't anyone but Xandra.

We finish our meals, as it was getting cold. Despite her bad eating habits, she eats burgers with a fork and knife, which, as much as I very rarely eat burgers, I always eat them the traditional way. As I finish my meal first, I wave her goodbye and return to my workstation, sipping my juice as I go back down to basement floor 306, and as I enter, I see something very interesting happened in my absence.

The creature is perusing the books I left for them, trying to speak the words therein, but that is not the interesting part. The walls were covered in crude writing, using blood as the ink. It would be a horror scene without context, but with it, is nothing short of heartwarming. The most written word seems to be "snake", expectedly, but I also see "man" written many times.

"Tttreeeh...Ttreeh...Treehh..." I see them repeating the word. The book they are perusing now is a more advanced one. It contains realistic pictures of what the words represent, and a pronunciation diagram showing a step by step human speaking the word. I pick up the mic. "I'm back" I say, and they turn towards me, quickly slithering in what seems to be excitement.

"Mann. Manh." They proclaim, putting their hand on the glass, just towards me. "Yes. I am a men. You are correct" The creature acts like a child proudly showing what they learned. "Man! You...man...me...ssssnake." I shouldn't be, but once again I'm astounded at how fast they can learn! "Correct, good job!" As they slithered back to the books, I started getting slightly worried. How was I supposed to teach it anything but substantives? How about more abstract concepts?

After some minutes of pondering, and giving attention to the needy monster, I remembered the lab had a large collection of videos to be shown to the creatures when needed. I click a button, and part of the wall flips to become a large screen. The creature is very curious about it. "S...square. Black." It was a rectangular screen, but an attempt was made. I could choose one from 15 videos, which was less than I expected.

"Man...why square?" They look at me. I was hesitant, but instead of choosing myself, I let them choose, as it is a touchscreen. After some seconds, my scaly friend chose one, and I could go out to talk with my superior about better access to the video library. It took roughly an hour to go to the highest floor, talk and reason with him, and then go back. When I come back, I see that they are still watching them, going back and forth in the video to try and learn, I suppose.

I force pause the video, and talk to the microphone. "I am back." I say, and they turn towards me. "...Do man have name?" I would have been again impressed by the rate of learning, but talking to my superior, he explained me the reason: "All the creatures being reviewed and rehabilitated here are technically human hybrids with a fast learning modification. They can quickly go from brute beast to average human intellect in a matter of days with even a little incentive. I'm glad you're progressing fast with yours. Soon they'll be able to fully talk to you."

"...Me give man name?" I snap out of it, and say to the microphone: "Gilbert, my name is Gilbert." They hiss and ask. "Do snake have name? Man give snake name?" I feel like I'm in a tutor/pet situation, where the pet can talk to me, but treating them like a pet would be a disservice. "You can choose your own name." I reply. "Snake want Gilburt give name. Man make snake happy." They have a lack of expression, but I can sense the expectation in her. I breathe deeply, and say. "Jules. How about Jules?"

"Jjullss..." They start repeating, trying to speak it correctly, as I help it. "Jules. Me Jules. Me have name. Me have name! Jules! Happy!" Jules was rejoicing, bouncing on the glass with their hands, as I giggle at the marvelous scene. They stop suddenly, and do the same act as before, putting their forehead into the glass. "Thank. Thank Gilberrt."

I repeat on my side, speaking on the mic. "Thank you, Jules. You are a wonderful...friend."
END OF PART 2
 
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Unbearable Mr. Bear

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