#to me there is nothing fucking hotter than a big fat hairy bear who loves animals and has a good moral standing

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me, seeing art of a hairy male character: hmm, almost there, make him fatter

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HOLY SHIT now I'm thinking about Stucky at the bear hooters. One of them is the server and he has massive sagging moobs that fill out the little top tiny booty shorts that do nothing for his giant round ass and his gut is so large that it hangs down so far that it hides the booty shorts so he looks practically naked, while the other is waited on by him and he spends more time staring at his waiter than actually eating. He's so preoccupied with staring that he doesn't even know what he's ordering until all the food is put in front of him and it's A LOT of food and the waiter tells him how proud of him he is. I don't know if this is a fake stereotype but I've heard that hooters waitresses will flash their boobs at the patrons and sit on their laps and things like that, and I imagine the waiter (I don't know if it would be hotter if it were Bucky or Steve) would the patron's belly when it got too painful and lovingly feed him food until he was all gone. Is there alcohol at hooters? Imagine if the patrons could tip their waiters with food and alcohol to see them get drunk and bloated until they're easy to play with and the more often they come in to see them, the more the two of them have changed- the patron orders the waiters alcohol and food to make them bigger, and then they eat to have an excuse to be there. I DON'T KNOW DUDE NOT I CAN'T STOP THINKING ABOUT IT EIHER.

Bear Hooters

Bear Hooters a.k.a. Roars a.k.a. Growlers a.k.a. My Actual Fucking Roman Empire

I love this. I love you. I could kiss you on the mouth for this chunk of thoughts. Every part of it is unfairly hot. Just like you were lamenting, though, I cannot for the life of me decide who would be a hotter server.

Initially, I can't lie, I was picturing Bucky all the fucking way, like, Civil War Bucky. Chunky, beefy, hairy Bucky. That's the Bucky I think of whenever I think of Bear Bucky.

And now I think of Thunderbolts trailer Bucky, too. Give me all the thick, soft-yet-strong beefy, hair, and tired-of-your-shit attitude

My mouth is watering. Who said that?

And I think about this Bucky because of those frazzling details. The beef, obviously. The hair on his head and the hair that you know would be spread all over his chest, in his pits, and between his legs as well as down them. He's fuzzy. He's a bear for sure. Not to mention how grumpy he is. He's giving bear right before hibernation that is lazy and tired yet needs to get shit done, so it lumbers around, a slab of fat and muscle not to be fucked with.

HOWEVER

The more I think about Hooters, the more I think about how, obviously, tits are a huge part of it. Ass, too, but mostly tits. And... no one has better tits in the MCU - I'm sorry everyone else, but you know it's true - than Steve. Not to even mention, that is literally America's ass, so he has no problems with the more minor assets needed to fill out his resume.

So, maybe Steve is the server with his tits spilling out of his tiny little tank top, especially once he starts to add some softness to his big, big frame because once his body starts to fill out - entering hibernation mode if you will - then his tits get all swollen. Like, they're still high and tight but there's this extra volume to them, making his tank top strain across the meat of his chest, warping the logo of the restaurant so badly that you can't even really read it anymore. It's not just that, though, his tits overfill the tank top from the sides and the top, too. He has cleavage and side boob and when his belly swells up, filled with all the leftovers from his shift, his tank top rises all the way up his domed, taut gut to show off underboob, too.

I am melting.

If we want to really make him bear, though, I guess we should imagine this Steve not as freshly microwaved Steve but as nomad Steve with all his glorious body hair. The beard. The grown-out hair. The hair on his fucking forearms in his rolled-up, worn uniform. Yeah. That Steve has the real makings to be a bear.

Tiddies 🤤🤤

So........ I still have no idea who I want to be the server more.

Anyway, YES, I do love the idea of having the servers sit in people's laps to praise them about eating. Maybe teasing them, even, saying that it's good they finished it all and, hey, if they're looking for a job, then they're shaping up just right to come and work here, yanno? Just look at that pudgy, overfull belly and how those moobs are coming along, nipples through their shirt, aroused by having such a heavy, crushing, hot bear in their lap making them wheeze for breath even more than they already were from having so much fast, greasy food churning in their stomach.

When I was thinking about Bear Hooters originally, I was thinking purely about the display that the big, fat servers would be. I was thinking about allowing patrons to tip them in food and drink only, no extra money, they get paid enough to be fattened up and drooled over. I wasn't thinking about fattening up the patrons but... both. I like both.

Maybe patrons pay to share a challenge dish, or something, with their favorite server? They have to eat halves? Splitting it so you end up with the patron and server stuffed together, pudgy hip to hip in a booth, wedged in too tight to move, other patrons and servers gathering around to pod and tease and congratulate. If not for the uniforms... no one would know who works here and who doesn't. Either way, they both came for the food and bellies.