The Newest Addition to the FMP

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Jessie was no stranger to adventure and kinky encounters having found himself as the captive of over eager convention goers, bored elites with elaborate and perverse senses of entertainment, to name a few examples. However, when he heard tales about women and some feminine crossdressers being abducted by aliens to become provocative and scantily clad captives and servants, he scoffed at the idea. "Aliens? French maids? That's just silly!"

Well, it wouldn't take long after he heard about such stories, that he'd soon discover it wasn't so far fetched a concept. It all started when Jessie received a gift from an fan, which was fairly common, but it was from a fan he wasn't familiar with. Despite his suspicions, he couldn't resist keeping the adorable teddy bear that was inside the package. A letter enclosed with the plush toy simply read, "I hope you enjoy your time with your new best friend. I'm sure you two will become very close!" and signed by a NITENITE69. While a voice in the back of his head was telling him something was wrong, the cute and huggable bear was just too cute to pass up. For the next few days Jessie kept the bear, whom he named Beary Urston, with him in everything he did. Whether watching movies, playing games, or cooking in the kitchen Beary was near Jessie or in his arms. Even when going out to do a photoshoot or an interview he brought the stuffed bear with him. The two were virtually inseparable. The bear was even present in his bathroom while he showered or in his bedroom while he dressed and undressed and never thought anything of it. In fact, Jessie treated the situation like he was showing off for a lover, flirting and doing a little dance or strip tease for the bear, pretending he was his boyfriend and want to do something sexy for him. He got so caught up in it he swore he saw the bear blush, but figured that was his imagination. He also noticed that when he kept the bear close in an embrace, especially when in bed, the bear felt warm like a little personal heater. Jessie found himself so enamored with the cuddly little plush that he wished it was real.

Then one night while playing some games, Jessie suddenly felt like he wasn't alone. He thought he heard movement in his room, but couldn't see anyone or anything out of place. That is until after prior scans of his room yielded nothing suspicious, another scan found that Beary wasn't on the bed anymore. Jessie suddenly found himself a little overly concerned like he had just lost his best friend. He searched his room frantically even calling our for the plush by name. It was then that Jessie thought he heard a noise coming from outside. While he was still concerned about Beary, he felt compelled to investigate the sound. He looked out his apartment window to see something dark directly over it. He couldn't make it out as it was surprisingly dark outside with none of the usual streetlights on, which concerned him. He then felt a chill up his spine like someone was watching him. He backed up from the window to suddenly have his gaze turn towards a reflection in the window. Some dark object he didn't recognize standing on his kitchen counter. Then a pair of red lights flashed on, startling Jessie and prompting him to turn around to face the object. Before he could react the object launched at him and for a brief moment he could see the familiar face Beary as the plush landed on his face and held firmly as Jessie tried to remove the bear like a character from Aliens trying to remove a Facehugger. The bear was relentless and would not remove himself from Jessie's person. The bear switched positions and placed itself behind Jessie's head and place a hand over Jessie's mouth to continue to keep his cries muffled. However, now Jessie could smell and feel a strong chemical filling his nostrils, mouth, and lungs and only seconds later he passed out. When Jessie woke up he could see from the clock in his room that it had been an hour since he blacked out. For a moment he forgot what had happened, but then he remembered being attacked by his own teddy bear. He then also noticed that he was bound and gagged in a tight hogtie on his bed. He was restrained by a strange shiny and luminescent series of straps or tape that seemed to be one solid piece. The gag in his mouth was the same materiel, but it felt like it functioned like a muzzle gag with a protrusion that fit into his mouth like a ballgag or plug gag, making his ability to speak even harder than it would be with just strap over his mouth. The object fill his mouth so well that he could barely move his jaw and the strip was so snug he could even move his lips. All he could do was make "mmmphs" and "mmmnn" sounds. The bonds holding him captive were also very perfectly snug as to not hurt him or cut off circulation, but kept him firmly in place and he could only squirm and wriggle in the immaculate bindings. It felt like they flexed with his movements to keep from being so rigid that they didn't chaff or pinch, but still keep him firmly and strictly secured. Jessie also noticed a slight wardrobe change from the t-shirt and booty shorts he wore to a skimpy nylon shirt/bikini top combo, pleather miniskirt, and his favorite pair of 5 inch stiletto ankle strap heels. Even the black thong panties he wore were replaced with a similar pair but in pink. He knew this just from the feel of the panties, but he was also marveled at how perfect the tucking was as if he did it himself. Usually when being retucked by kidnappers they do so poorly making it uncomfortable for Jessie most the time. As he lied helpless on his bed Jessie tried to call out and scan for anyone else who was with him. While he remembered his own teddy bear attacking him, he swore it had to have been a hallucination and that someone else had attacked him and subdued him. However, he saw his bedroom door open, but no one walk through it. Then from below the bed frame emerged Beary as he lept onto the bed. Jessie was shocked to see his teddy bear walking and moving around on his own and with seemingly incredible fluidity as if he was a person and not a stuffed toy. "Oh good, you're awake," spoke the bear in a voice that sounded like a person trying to sound like a robot. While there was a ting of an electronic sound to the voice like it was coming from a speaker, the voice itself sounded more like a person than a robot. The voice itself sounding like an Eastern European aristocrat. "Forgive me for the sudden introduction and circumstance you find yourself in my dear Jessie. I am NITE Bear number six thousand nine hundred and sixty nine. Yes, that is 6969. A coincidence I assure you, but a welcome one, as I'm sure you'd agreed." Jessie was too scared and anxious for the reference to sink in but when it did he simply rolled his eyes thinking to himself, "This stuffed bear is talking to me and is I guess kidnapping me and it's making sex jokes?!" As the bear inspected Jessie and tested his bonds to make sure he was secured he continued speaking, "but of course you can continue to call me Beary. I've grown fond enough of that name that I'm quite pleased to be referred to as such by you, my pretty boy. I do apologize again that you suddenly find yourself as my captive, but this is the way of things on the French Maid Planet, which is where we will be heading to now and where you will be spending the rest of your days, my love."

"French Maid Planet?!" Jessie whined and wriggled at the thought of being abducted and held captive in some strange place by a talking teddy bear even though he didn't fully grasp what Beary meant by the destination. "That's right. The French Maid Planet. The place you heard about where pretty girls and even pretty boys are take to become pretty maids and servants to the Benefactors. It is VERY real. However, you're not being abducted to become a maid to one of those moisture vaporator looking automatons. I'm abducting you personally to make you my own maid and my lover. Try wrapping your head around what that will entail now mind you, "Beary said with an electronic chuckle at the end as he picked Jessie up and begain carrying the helpless femboy over his head and into the living room. Jessie whined and squirmed as he was carried effortlessly into the next room to find his window open and a device some some kind hanging down and sticking into his apartment. It looked like something that would be used to carry a sea animal, using some kind of suspension system to secure, lift, and move the desired thing. It moved with quiet mechanical sounds closer into the room and hovered over Jessie. Jessie whined and wriggled more in a panic, unsure what the device was going to do and even if his guess was correct that it was meant to carry him he didn't want to go. Every effort to free himself was futile however and he was easily grabbed and secured by a winch the lifted him up from Beary's grip and towards the window the outside. Beary jumped onto the device and stood on top of Jessie as it carried him outside and then upwards into the open breach of some kind of vehicle. "Oh my god, I'm actually being abducted by aliens!" he thought to himself as the winch pulled him and Beary inside what was in fact a spaceship. Once inside, Jessie was gently place onto the cold metal floor for Beary to unsecure him from his hogtie. The feeling of being able to stretch out his legs felt wonderful, but Jessie's moment of relief was cut short as Beary pulled Jessie up onto his knees and then helped him onto his feet and then, making him hop in his high heels, escorted the captive femboy to a seat in the cargo chamber and secured him down to it. "I'll be back once we're on course for home. In the meantime, stay comfy, my love." Beary said with a wink and walked into what was likely the cockpit. All Jessie could do as he sat there was wriggle, squirm, whimper, and whine uselessly and ponder upon his situation. The trip itself took several days, all the while Beary accommodated Jessie to decent meals from the ships supplies, that were clearly made for a helplessly captive damsel with more emphasis on nutrients than taste. He was also kept in Beary's company during rest periods. Jessie was even placed in a pod and given new attire to wear going forward in preparation of his new life with Beary, a shiny, flexible, and very skimpy French maid outfit. This would be his style of attire from now on, he was informed along with briefing on his new life, responsibilities, and the history of his new home. All the while, Jessie was kept bound and gagged, outside of his gag being removed for feeding. It was strange to him that after spending days in bondage and being gagged he didn't feel the same strain or fatigue of being bound and gagged for so long as he had before. Something about his restraints and gag, while firm and tight and keeping him very secured and helpless, were also gentle on his body and despite the strict positions he was put in, especially with his arms behind his back and his elbows touching all the time he never felt too much strain on his body. It probably helpled that the only other time wasn't strictly bound was when he bathed, with only his wrists bound. The shower felt like it wasn't just cleaning him, but possibly massaging his body as well to keep from cramping or wearing down. As they approached the French Maid Planet, the reality that Jessie was never going home again that this was his new live going forward was starting to set in for him. He was going to have to accept now that he was the captive and slave of this animatronic bear and spend the rest of his days dressed in skimpy outfits and kept bound and gagged almost 24/7. However, as he sat in the pilot's seat with Beary sitting his his lap and watching their approach to the planet's surface, Jessie began to ask himself, "Is this...really so bad...?"

Many thanks to for the amazing artwork! I absolutely love how it came out!

Shoutouts to for creating the FMP and all it's surrounding lore and universe for the inspiration for this piece. Maybe someday Jessie could be an official captive of the FMP. ^.~

Jessie © Me ^_^

FMP and NITE Bears ©

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