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When the general first told us about the furless ones, we didn't know what to make of it. Actually, that's wrong, many knew how they felt. Yan and most of the swordsmen were upset. They wanted to fight bandits. 'For honor', they would say, we all knew that they wanted the money, so I really don't know why they keep pretending. The scouts were immediately interested in them. The five that did the initial scouting were treated like they brought back barrels of alcohol. Everyone wanted to hear firsthand accounts from them. How they hid, how they gained intel, what trees they hid in, everything. Then the spearmen. We all knew that when we attacked the bandits, we wouldn't have much to do. The swordsmen would do the fighting and the archers would pick off any that tried to flee, at best we would be a backup. So, none of us were really looking forward to fighting, but now we really didn't know what to think.

All us spearmen sat together for our mid-day meal. The hunters were able to get an entire family of sla this morning, so everyone was in a pretty good mood. Although we did have a mess 'hall', for some reason we all decided to eat outside that day. We've cut down enough trees and upturned enough rocks that there were plenty of makeshift chairs for everyone. I guess I shouldn't say all of us. I was with the general Astron discussing what our plan was.

The general hadn't actually brought any actual military supplies for our training. It was pretty lucky that I was here, as a prince of the Sillatiq empire, I would be in the initial greeting party. Other than that, we had no gifts or valuables to speak of. The only thing we could do was offer our labor, which actually brings us to our topic.

With the general was Vektris, the head of the scouts/archers and Yan, the head of the swordsmen and me, Lop head of the spearmen. The three of us were promoted when it was decided that we would be staying. The general had a piece of the mess 'hall' table brought over so that we could discuss our actions.

“I hope you all find your stumps comfortable, gentlemen," the general joked.

“It's fine sir" The ass-kisser Vektris responded.

“Not for his majesty" I did everything I could to act like I didn't hear Yan.

“Good, then let us begin. As you know, tomorrow we will be greeting the…furless ones and opening our talks with them. This discussion will be how we will go over everything. I would like to begin with everyone that will be going". The general finished and immediately Vektris raised his hand like a child.

“You don't need to raise your hand, Vektris". He put his hand down and spoke.

“Sorry. I think that the four of us should go in, sir".

“I disagree". As the prince of the Sillatiq empire, I knew the finer details to this kind of stuff, as such I knew I needed to get this under control before they ruined this.

“While that might make sense if you think about it for less than a second. It would be very dangerous if we did."

Vektris looked like I punched him, Yan looked like he bit a sour Lapep, and the general raised an eye.

“How so, Lop?" Was all the general said.

“First, the four of us shouldn't all go in. We would be leaving everyone else without a clear leader. Second, if we send the strongest of us, we might intimidate them and cause a panic." The general just looked at me and after a moment responded.

“I agree, who do you think we should send in?"

“The greeting party should be me, you and Leic". Yan let out a gruff 'ha'.

“Of course, exclude everyone except your friends." Yan got up and leaned over the table.

“I got an idea, let's send the entire swordsmen troop in. Let them know right away who's in charge." I was shocked that he even said that and felt the anger rising in me.

“How many times do we need to explain this until you understand, Yan? We are trying to approach this diplomatically" He turned to face me, obviously amused that he was irritating me.

“I understand perfectly, we want something they have and instead of just taking it", he put his paws in front of him and bobbed them left to right in an arc, “we are going to do this song and dance and let them think we are idiots". I let out a scowl at his warped view of the situation.

“You don't understand, do you? We want to establish friendly relations with them". I began to raise my voice and I can tell he was getting just as upset.

“No, we want to –"

“Enough" The general slammed his paws into the table. We both sat down and looked at the table.

“We are sending a small group of less than five and at least one of us will stay behind. I want Lop and I in this group. Lop, why did you want to put Leic in the welcome party?" He talked as if he was about to yell, each word escaping from clenched teeth.

“I" I coughed into my fist. I straightened my back and talked like I was taught.

“I believe that having a woman in the greeting party will put them at ease. Show them that we mean no harm." It made sense. War parties only had men, so having a female with us would show that we don't intend on fighting. The general held his maw between his paws and looked at me.

“I see. What do you think, Vektris" The general looked towards the scout. His head jerked up.

“Oh. Uh. I think it's a good idea. The furless ones are so small that I think having Leic in the party is a good idea." He looked away and then turned back to the general.

“I would like to recommend Haoy to the greeting party, sir" Haoy? I see. Haoy was the smallest bear here. So, he would be the least intimidating. The general thought about it and turned to Yan.

“What do you think Yan?" Yan had the most annoyed look on his face. He responded immediately.

“It's perfect. Sending these people in will make us look weak. Just like you want". He said with a mocking tone and for a brief second, I saw a smirk on the general's maw.

“You think the people going in are weak?"

“Yes, I do. We are se–" The general raised a paw to silence him.

“I am going, remember?" Yans face fell immediately.

“I, I, didn't mean you sir. I jus–"

“Lop, Haoy, Leic and I will be the four in the greeting party. Vektris you'll stay here and have complete authority until I come back" The general got up and stretched. Raising his arms to the sky, letting his belly flop in front of him. Vektris raised his paw halfway.

“Uh, what about Yan, sir."

“He just volunteered to clean the shit pits, didn't you Yan?". If general Nowsic or Aexts had done this, Yan would have at least tried to argue, maybe even fight. But even Yan knew better than to try with general Astron, especially after insulting him like that. Yan just looked down at the table.

“Yes sir" Was all he could mumble out.

“Good, Vektris, go tell the scouts to gather some fruits and tell Haoy he'll be on the greeting team. Lop, go tell Leic and prepare anything you think we'll need. I am going to hunt Ihoo. I'll be back by the morning" With that he left.

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I didn't find an Ihoo that night, I wasn't expecting to. I already hunted for an Ihoo a few days ago. I went to where I hid the body, I also found bitter memories. I remember slipping out with Resaec when we were young. We snuck past the castle guards and camped in the woods and then snuck back before anyone checked our rooms. We did that for years.

I made a simple campfire as I reflected on the memories that came flooding back to me. Growing up as the best friend of the prince made life fun. I let out a chuckle as I remembered the time, we got caught stealing desserts from the kitchen. We were inseparable best friends, but I always wanted more.

We were both nineteen winters, me turning about a month earlier. We snuck out like usual and headed to our favorite spot. The only thing we brought this time was some food we snuck from dinner and the black shorts we both wore. The Spot, as we called it, consisted of a fire pit and a single tent. We got a fire started, sat down next to each other on a chopped down tree and ate our contraband. Even though it was the same food we ate three hours earlier, it somehow tasted better when we ate it there.

“I saw my future wife today, Astron" Resaec said between mouthfuls of food.

“I know, I was there". I replayed, unable to hold back the grin from his teasing. He thought I was upset that my father still hadn't set me up yet. In truth I asked him not to.

“When are you going to marry her, Resaec? You've known her since you were twelve" I teased back. Garmtera was a good friend to us both. A grand daughter of a previous general, her family was held in high regard. Despite that, it didn't make sense for her to marry the prince, not when his marriage could forge an alliance, especially with the Daaxxi empire alliance falling through.

“I'm working on it. It's hard to plan things."

“You mean it's hard for you to plan things". I shoved his shoulder and ate, trying not to choke from laughing.

With the food eaten, I put out the fire as Resaec began to undress. He, like most bears, was chubby. As he pulled his shorts off, his cock and balls were exposed to the air.

“Ahhhh, that's better". He exhaled as he raised his arms to the sky in a sweeping motion. He crawled into the tent and got comfortable. I felt my face warm up and also took my shorts off. Bending over, I felt the cold spring night on my anus, and it felt exhilarating. Between that and seeing my best friend nude, I was rock hard.

“Are you coming?" Resaec asked.

“Yeah, the fire is just giving me some trouble so give me a second". I lied. The fire was already out. I just needed to deal with my erection before I could go in.

This has been happening since we were tweens and even then, I knew it wasn't normal. Boys like girls, and for some reason I didn't, and I knew what would happen if anyone found out. I raised my pointer paw to my maw. Before I bit it, I saw that the fur from last time still hasn't grown back, but it didn't matter. I bit as hard as I could. The pain immediately coursed through the digit. After a few more sounds of that, the pain made my erection die down and it was soft again. Licking the blood from my paw, I made my way to the tent and crawled in.

Resaec was laying on his back with his legs wide open. I was about to scream when he began to snore. I immediately relaxed as I crawled in, laying on my side away from him with a brand-new erection. I was angry, not at Resaec, but at myself. I knew it would happen and for some reason I kept coming here with Resaec. I bit my paw again; this time I didn't bother cleaning the blood.

I snapped back to the present. Sitting in front of my dying fire, I threw some sticks into it in a vain attempt to avoid what was coming. My face flushed and the military tan shorts were tight. I raised my pointer paw and looked at it. There was so much fur missing. While the rest of my paw was brown with fur. My pointer paw was black from the exposed skin or pink from the healed scars. I always thought I could do only one thing with this paw when I got like this, but recently I learned I could do something else.

I got up and bent over to pull my shorts off. Bending over, I felt the cold autumn night on my anus, and it felt exhilarating. Between that and thinking of my best friend nude, I was rock hard. I kicked my shorts off and looked down. My body had grown since that night sixteen winters ago. I was no longer chubby like every other bear. I still had a gut, but there was a visible outline of my abs. My arms were large from muscles and my breasts perked out, and I squeezed them. I remember when I was younger, I would try to imagine I was grabbing a small breasted woman in an attempt to 'fix' myself. I looked down at my dick with a mix of dwindling shame and growing excitement.

I walked away from the fire to a tree and placed my left arm on it. I placed my chewed pointer finger in my maw and instead of chewing I sucked on it. I ran my tongue over it as much as possible, trying to get saliva on every spot I could. I pushed it back as far as I could, gagging as it poked my throat. While I did that, I thought back to night in the tent from earlier. This time things happened much differently.

I put out the fire as Resaec began to undress. He, like most bears, was chubby. As he pulled his shorts off his cock and balls were exposed to the air.

“Ahhhh, that's better". He exhaled as he raised his arms to the sky in a sweeping motion. He turned to face me, and I felt my face warm up and took my shorts off.

“Why so nervous, Astron? We've done this so many times already." Resaec said as he made his way towards me. I had just kicked off my shorts as he got up and kissed me on the maw. I imagined my best friend holding my back as his tongue wrestled with mine. After a while we parted and looked at each other. My face was on fire as I responded to the question.

“You're so beautiful." Was all I said. We made our way into the tent. I knew what I wanted, and I bent over, exposing my ass to the emperor. Back in reality, I took out my finger and widened my stance. I brought my finger to my anus and rubbed it all over. I imagined Resaec got down and started to lick my anus. I can only imagine what his slick tongue feels like to run over my virgin hole.

Eventually, he grabbed my ass cheeks and pulled them apart. He put his snout up to it and rammed his tongue into me. As I imagined that, I pushed my finger in my ass as far as I could. Every moan I made, the imaginary version of me made too as I fingered myself. I imagined what it was like to have Resaec hot breath roll over my ass as he tasted my insides. My dick was slapping against my belly as I rocked my hips back and forth.

When I pulled back, he pulled back. When I pushed to the side, he pushed to the side. When I begged for more, he was able to put more of his tongue inside of me. I stood up and took my free paw and began to jack off, I imagined Resaec taking one of his hands and grabbing my dick.

“Oh, Resaec. Please go harder". I couldn't tell if I thought that or said it out loud. I did this for a good while and I eventually felt the buildup in my crotch. I picked up the pace, imagining Resaec slurping on my ass. He pulled out, got up to my ear and whispered.

“Cum" and I did.

I shot ropes of cum onto the forest floor, still rubbing but I did take my finger out. It eventually stopped. Panting I returned to the fire with a slight limp in my step as I sat down. I sat there, looking into the fire as I thought about what I did. I just imagined my best friend, who is happily married, eating my ass. And with that thought the shame I was able to push to the back of my mind came rushing to the front.

How could I? Imagine what he would think if he knew what I thought of him. Not only him but Garmtera too. They've known each other for years. We've known each other for years. She trusts me to protect him with my life and this is what I do. I run off to the countryside, the farthest I can go and fantasize about her husband. And instead of going back like I was supposed to, I jump at the first opportunity to stay longer. These 'furless' ones probably want nothing to do with a freak like me.

I slept in the woods that night. I needed to get away from it all. From the soldiers I was responsible for. From the son of the man, I loved. From the expectations that were thrusted onto me. Despite my spiraling mind, I fell asleep with the fantasy of Resaec arms wrapped around me.

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I woke up before the first light. I got up, made sure the fire was out and returned to the camp. With the Ihoo slung over my shoulder. As I reached the edge of the camp, dawn finally broke and bears started to mill about.

I found Vektris speaking with some other bears. As I approached, they noticed me and quickly dispersed leaving only Vektris.

“Good morning, sir. I see that you found an Ihoo" It took a lot of restraint not to roll my eyes at that.

“Yes, is the meeting party ready?"

“Yes, sir. They are waiting near the fence" I could tell by how he looked down that he wanted to ask something, and despite my better judgment I relented. Letting out a sigh I asked, “Go on, what is it you want to ask?" He looked up and chewed his words for a second.

“I would like to go with you."

“No" and I walked towards my tent.

I placed the Ihoo outside, went in and began to undress. Removing my shorts and making my way to the large bag I prepped for the trip. I reached in and took out my general uniform. I held it open and high above me, looking at the deep blue shirt with my name on it, I felt nothing. I didn't even want to bring it, but Aexts was able to convince Resaec that a general should be in uniform whenever doing anything that involves the military. I was made to march out of the city in this uncomfortable shirt and these godless pants. The first break of day one, I took them off and shoved them in the bag, only wearing them when we got back to Meakii. I put on the shirt first. It was a deep blue, a sign of my status. Blue was the hardest dye to come by in the Sillatiq empire. Only obtainable from trading with the Horsho islands. As I slipped it on I noticed that it wasn't as tight as I remember.

“I must have lost weight" I said as I turned to the torture device. The black pants sat in my paws as I prepared myself. I lifted my left leg and slipped the pants on it, pulling them up all the way so my foot paw went out the other end. I then repeated with my right leg. I now had the pants on and only had to button them. Even with my lost weight it was a struggle. I pulled and grunted until the wooden button slipped in the hole and immediately wanted to rip them off. It was too tight. My belly hung over the button, hiding the strain I felt as it pressed into my stomach. I had to remind myself as to why I was torturing myself like this when I had an epiphany.

“Those furless bastards, how can they wear these" The one I saw was wearing a shirt and pants, skinny fucker. Now miffed, I picked up the Ihoo and made my way to the fence.

As I approached, I saw the other three. Lop and Leic were wearing the spearmen aprons. A dusty purple with an insignia of a spear stabbing the ground. Like the other two, Haoy was wearing his full uniform as well. A brown apron adorns with the scout insignia of a bow and arrow pointing at the sun. I noticed that Leic was carrying a large basket on her back. They noticed me and stood up straight.

“Morning everyone, I hope you are prepared."

“Yes, sir" They all responded in sync.

“Good. Now before we go, what did you bring?" Haoy stepped forward, never losing his straight posture.

“Sir, me and the scouts spent all day yesterday gathering for this trip. We were able to gather fruits, nuts and mushrooms for our gift. It was decided that Leic should carry the basket with the foraged goods" He talked in a stiff and controlled way. Like he was trying to pass a kidney stone without letting anyone know.

“Good, I'm sure they'll like it. And you can relax". He noticeably slouched at that and his face kind of fell as well.

“Sir" I turned to face Lop, who I only now noticed had two spears.

“Lop. I see that you want to give them a spear as a gift."

“Yes sir. I thi–"

“No need to tell me, I trust your judgment" I quickly turned away and made my way to the fence. I really did trust his judgment. I've known that boy since he was born, I'm sure he knows what he is doing. I just really don't want to talk to people right now and when he gets going, he will never stop.

I got to the fence and stopped. My eyes widened at the horror of my realization. If I tried to climb this fence, my pants would rip.

“We should destroy the fence" was all I said as I stared at the greatest foe I ever faced.

“Why, sir?" Leic asked behind me.

“To show that this won't be enough to stop us" I felt pretty good about coming up with this on the spot.

“Won't just climbing it prove the same thing, sir?" Haoy asked.

“You just lost tonight's dinner for talking back to me" I grabbed one of the horizontal pieces and ripped it out with ease, I then did the same to the other two. With the biggest trial of my life over, I felt a renewed sense of confidence wash over me.

“Now then, let's go" and we made our way to the furless ones.

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I was following Michael through our little slice of the forest. He had found some mushrooms and wanted help in studying them. We were pretty far from the camp when he finally stopped.

“Here they are," He said and pointed to a rotting tree. The mushrooms ranged in sizes, with a thick white stem. The caps looked like yellow, plastic bottle caps.

“What do you think? Want to eat one?" Michael bent over to take a better look at them while I grabbed my notepad to sketch.

“You're the expert, why don't you?" was my retort as I drew the mushroom.

“You think I didn't do that already,Rosie?" I stopped everything as I stared down at him.

“You idiot! What the hell is wrong with you" I screamed at him. He began to laugh as I got ready to yell again.

“I'm kidding, I'm kidding" He looked at me as I got even angrier.

“That is not something you joke about goddamn it". I heard someone approach us from the side, so neither of us were facing them, but I was still too angry at Michael to look at them.

“Calm down, I'm an expert, you know I wouldn't do that" I was about to retort when the person approaching got even closer and cleared their throat. Immediately I could tell something was off. It was deep, really deep. I thought someone was about to tell me they were sick when I turned to face them. I immediately shot up straight with my eyes widened.

It was a fucking space bear.

Actually it was two.

Actually it was four. There were two standing in front of us and two further back. The two on the back stood on either side, clearly visible to us. The one on the left was wearing a dusty purple piece of cloth that went a little further then the knee. The one on the right was wearing the same thing except it was brown. However, what caught my eye was that the right bear had some sort of animal carcass over the shoulder. The head wasn't facing me, but the body looked like a wolf's. Looking closer, I saw that they both had something on the right side of their chests, near their hearts…if they had one, but it was too far to see.

The two bears closer to us were a different story. Even the smaller of the two bears was towering above us, easily seven and a-half feet (or 2.3 meters). The shorter bear was standing in front of Michael, and was also wearing a dusty purple apron, but now I could tell that some sort of patch sat on his would be heart. It was a spear striking straight into the ground, with the moon directly above it. The other bear stood in front of me and was the most well dressed of the four. This bear wore a surprisingly beautiful blue shirt with deep black pants. The shirt isn't tucked in and the pants looked a little tight. Instead of a patch, the shirt had blocky looking symbols embroidered into it. Shorter bear was holding a spear laid out, holding it in both paws and the bigger one was holding a basket that I couldn't look into. The closest thing I could compare it to is a french harvester basket I saw when I vacationed there when I was younger. Which is nice, the last thing I will think about is my family before I get mauled to death.

Instead of attacking, we all just stared at each other for what felt like an eternity, until the well dressed bear finally spoke. It wasn't the growls and grunts of an Earth bear, no, it was measured and deliberate. The bear spoke with clear intent, there were no pauses or stutters as far as I could tell. It's a real shame I'll probably never know what was said. When he finished (I'm assuming it's a he), he gestured to the other bear, who offered the spear to Michael. Michael looked at me, which all I could do was shrug and mouth 'take it'. Michael turned back to bear and slid his hands under the spear and grabbed. When the bear let go and backed off, Michael picked up the spear and placed the tip to the sky, unsure what else to do with it. The well dressed bear spoke again, this time only a sentence and stretched the basket out towards me. I peered down into the basket and saw a couple things. I saw those orange-apple fruits that we've been eating, Li was even trying to make syrup from them. I saw nuts of varying textures, all mostly brown, and even saw fungi. Including the bottle cap mushrooms we were just looking at.

It took me a while, but I realized that they were offering us food. I placed my hands under the straps, which signaled the bear to let go. Immediately, the basket became heavy and I almost dropped it. I struggled to lift it back to where it was, having to place both hands under it and lean it against my chest. The big bear took pity on me and extended his arms out to take it. Not needing to think twice, I placed/shoved the basket into his hands…paws. I did notice that his right pointer digit was injured. I only got a glimpse before I had to back up, but it looked like it was burnt.

I could see the other three bears kind of chuckle at my mishap and Michael looked worried.

“You ok?"

“Yeah, it was really heavy".

“I see…now what?"

“I have no idea."

We just stood there. I had no idea what I was supposed to do. Not in my wildest dreams did I expect bi-pedal bears to walk up and offer us gifts.

“Uhh, I think we should bring them back to camp?"

“Are you asking me? Because if you are then yeah, I guess we should?" I looked towards the bears and began to walk back to camp.

“Come with us" Was all I said as Michael, and I walked back to camp. I knew that they didn't understand what I said, but I heard them following us and breathed a sigh of relief. Then I began to panic again when I thought about what we were supposed to do after we got to the camp.