You, an Englishman, travel the forest on to explore the Americas. It is pretty fun, but apparently without knowing, you expedition leader had planned to take your group through a bear woman tribe's territory.

The bear women tribe is generally very calm, and the women there are fluffy and fun to be with, it acts as a good break stop for Explorers. There is food and most bear women will let you sleep with them during the break. It is all lead by their Matron, the oldest and wisest bear woman.

When you arrive, your group is overall pleased, the bear women are nice, but one suddenly grabs you and lifts you to her open mouth, you struggle before the Matron interjects,

Matron: "Busa! These are our guests, no voring them!"

Busa, the bear woman who grabbed you, lets out a large sigh and puts you down before walking off. The Matron apologizes for Busa's ignorance. The next few days generally go well, a few explorers seem to go missing, and Busa's butt seems to get a bit fatter, but after a few days you prepare to leave. You woke up a little late, so you have to follow the group from the back, but the Matron grabs your shoulder to halt you, your explorer group still leaving.

Matron: "Y'know, I've never seen Busa put down a meal once it was in her hands..." You: "Uh, okay?" Matron: "And by our tribe law, she needs a husband or she will be exiled." You: "Well, good luck to her then."

The Matron leans down and whispers in your ear,

Matron: "I don't think she will get a husband normally, and I don't want to exile her. Her strength is unparalleled to other bear woman, and she could make us much stronger than other bear woman tribes. So, you are going to marry her, or you will find yourself digesting in my belly..."

The Matron then shoves you in the direction of Busa's tent, well, I guess this is your life now...