"U-Um. Please don't call it a "gut puncher". That sounds way too mean..."

Bridget looked in the mirror, clenching his hands into fists and a determined look on his face like never before. "I'm gonna be...a malewife."

Big yawn, rubbing his eyes. "Sleepy...chilly too..."

"It's been so busy this year, I totally forgot about Halloween. I wonder if I could just say I'm dressed up as a nun or something...I wouldn't be exactly lying."

"Baiken again...o-oh..."

"Sigh...I really hate having to travel so much for work. M-Maybe I should do something more normal, like...a maid or something?" Bridget sighed again. Young and energetic as he was, he was exhausted.

Sometimes you just need to be milked.

Its a dark and rainy morning, so Bridget is just gonna stay home and make some soup today.

Commission for Trickster

"I'm so thirsty. I wonder what's up with today ..." It happened to be national boob day, and all the showing off was making him crave some milk for some reason.

It's so hard to focus at the gym...🥵

"I might have to pick up another job at this rate....bounty hunting has been really slow recently."

"It feels like someone is trying to conscript me..."

He's feeding stray cats and trying very hard to pet them.

Good ends 🥰

//Fyi, I'll be playing Bridget as genderfluid from now on and any pronouns are fine! I also made an flist for anyone who wants that. f-list.net/c/bears%20and%…