Pussy Bear was the most extreme case of body modification on the island. She had changed her whole body. She had transformed herself into a Bear. A grizzly, with massive breasts. She was curvy and her teethe were as white as the flash of strobe light. She ruled the local dance clubs with her giant bear ass, like and ancient God.
Finally, she thought, I have met someone who body modifications are as extreme as mine.
She danced with him all night. She grinded against his crotch and didn’t worry about hurting him the way she did with normal men. They were two majestic beasts stomping on the earth, punishing it and loving it all at once.
The next morning she woke up in his hotel room. The air conditioner was buzzing. Bright red numbers blinked on the alarm. She found his horn lying next to her. It stank like sex. There were two straps dangling from it. She looked at the man in her bed. His face wasn’t long like a horse. It was big and goofy looking. His pants were around his ankles. He looked puny.
Pussy Bear put his horn on her head and tied the straps under her chin like it was the type of hat they hand out at birthday parties. She walked over to a large mirror in the bathroom. She looked ridiculous. She was not a majestic beast. She was just a big horny bear that stank like a floor of a bar.
The boy rolled onto his stomach and let out a loud fart. It stank. It made Pussy Bear’s hair stand up on end. She wanted to beat him with until his bones broke.
Instead, she got in the shower and let the hot water wash over her. She tried to clean herself. There was a small container of shampoo. It wasn’t enough to cover all the fur on her body.
She stood in the shower and let the hot water beat against her body.
The boy came in.
“Do you have my horn?” he asked.
She pointed to the sink. It was next to the tooth brush, a bar of soap and his deodorant.
The boy picked it up and sniffed it and smiled. He held it in his hands the way a religious man would hold a cross.
“Do you want to get breakfast?” the boys asked.
“I’m not paying for your breakfast,” she said.
“I didn’t ask you to.”
The two of them walked down to the bagel shop. They each ordered three bacon egg and cheese sandwiches, then brought their breakfast to the docks and ate and looked at the cold water. A jelly fish swam beneath them. The boy took a piece of his bagel and chucked it at the jelly fish.
“Jelly fish don’t eat bagels,” Pussy Bear said.
The boy laughed. She wasn’t really trying to make a joke, but she was happy that the boy found what she said to be amusing.
They continued staring at the water. The boy tried to ask her about her surgery. He was curious about how much it cost to turn into a bear. “I don’t want to talk about it,” she said.
“I’m full,” the boy said.
He threw his bagel into the water. It floated for a moment and then began to sink. Pussy Bear gasped as she saw a hand reach out of the murky depths and grab the bagel.
“What the hells that?” she yelled.
A woman came out of the water. She was naked. Her breasts were large and firm and her nipples were sea shells. She opened her mouth. It was big and filled with razor sharp teeth. She took a bite out of the bagel. And then another. She smiled at the bear and the boy. She winked and then did a big flip, diving back into the bay. While she was in the air they noticed she didn’t have legs, but a tale, like a fish.
“Was that a mermaid?” the boy asked.
Pussy Bear nodded. “I think so.”
“I’ve never seen someone have a body modification so extreme before,” the boy said.
Pussy Bear felt a pang of jealousy.
“I didn’t know they had created a way for people to breath underwater. That was totally awesome. When I have enough money I’m totally going to become a mermaid. A unicorn mermaid.”
He looked at the bear and brushed her cheek with the back of his hand. “Maybe you could be a mermaid too. Half bear, half mermaid.”
She smacked his hand away and growled.
The boy jumped back.
Pussy Bear laughed.
“I don’t think that woman had had her body modified,” she said.
“You don’t? You think that was an actual mermaid.”
The bear smiled. Her teeth were large and wet. The boy looked nervous. She liked that.
“I need another bacon egg and cheese,” she said.
“You’ve already had three sandwiches. How are you still so hungry?”
“I’m a bear,” she said. “Bears like to eat. I’m going to eat three more of those greasy things and then I’m going to go the bar when it opens and I’m going to start drinking.”
“Can I come with?”
“No, I think you should go and snuggle with your little girlfriend,” she said.
Pussy Bear pushed the boy off the edge of the pier.
“Help! Help! I can’t swim!” He cried out.
Pussy Bear laughed. She had a great laugh. She laughed with everything she had and that day she laughed with even more than that. She laughed so hard the entire town could hear her.