Sherriff Dan, a 'Papabear Plushie', is quite simply a giant, obese, man-eating teddy bear. He lives in a town of similarly fat, hungry teddy bear plushies known as Teddy Bear Town, serving as the local constable upholding the law of the land. And the #1 law is: every human is food and must be in a teddy bear's belly. Any human caught running free is instantly an outlaw, a criminal that the sherriff needs to bring to soft justice in tummy jail.

Though they are little more than living dolls with glass eyes, their predatory nature shines through in everything they do.

In this picture, not seen is the poor lad who was long ago gobbled up and used as a battery, as evidenced by the overstuffed swollen belly hanging over the waist of the fuzzy beast. His belly slave likely gave up fighting long ago, and may even be enjoying his captivity in a state of pleasured bliss. It is said that PapaBears typically do release their belly prisoner, but cruel hunters that they are, the plushies typically return after some time to hunt the boy down and return them to another stint as his cumcows.

Did I mention these boyhunting plushies love to talk? That's probably the worst part about being caught by one. Well, other than the embarrassment of being caught in the first place, since they are so heavy and slow. But sometimes that little curiosity of what it would be like to be swallowed up in big fuzzy arms makes us a little slower to dodge a bear's grasp. And so I find myself snatched by massive paws the size of couch cushions, pulled into an enveloping marshmallow of a belly, pillowy satin palms fondling every inch of my naked body....teased, tormented, and made to feel as helpless as a calf in the arms of a hungry beast. And worst of all, it's got me stiff as a board at the knowledge that I'm about to get eaten. I get the feeling PapaBear isn't going to have to work too hard for his first spurt from his boy's little cumspout.