The little mouse boy was beggining to lose himself in all of the excitement. His legs, slowly spreading as the bears tongue continued to work over him. His eyes shut tight as he enjoyed the sensations, as the tongue pushed him around the plate.<br/><br/>Unable to move his arms, due to them still being restrained, all he could do was reflexively buck his hips forward as he gave nearly inaudible whimpers and groans of pleasure, his little legs beggibing to tremble, out of enjoyment now instead of terror.