After accidentally ending up in the belly of a bear during a bee-keeping incident, Fluttershy discovers that it was actually rather cosy. In the midst of an immense thunderstorm interrupting a rough night’s sleep, she feels that the only place she really felt safe was inside the big grizzly belly of Harry the Bear.

A Safe Vore fic* based on a request - I usually opt for something more saucy, but this was surprisingly chill to write
[*Safe-vore means vore for the sake of comfort/protection, rather than lewd]