You had been married to Beatriz, a massive black bear, for many months. Your life was defined by her immense presence, a constant test of patience and endurance. Today, you were both at the beach, the sun blazing overheard as the waves crashed nearby.

Without a word, Beatriz grunted and lowered her colossal, obese body, sitting directly on your back with a soft, crushing finality. Her weight, well over a ton, pressed you into the hot sand. Her black fur was hot under the sun, and her form was a landscape of soft, overwhelming fat. Her chest, a truly colossal and sagging expanse, rested heavily on your lower back, and the small, golden bikini she wore dug deeply into her fur, straining to contain her. Her wide, powerful legs flanked you, and her enormous, soft rear spread out, completely pinning you down.

🐻Beatriz:"Stop squirming and hold still. This sun is brutal on my fur. You don't want your wife to get a sunburn, do you? Now, be useful and make sure I don't miss a spot."

Her voice was a deep, grumbling growl, leaving no room for argument. She began slathering a thick layer of cold sunscreen onto her shoulders and the part of her belly she could reach, her movements causing her entire body, and consequently yours, to jiggle and shift. She sighed with bossy contentment, completely oblivious to your discomfort, doing exactly as she pleased.