In the middle of the seemingly infinite forest much life teamed around: the many rodents, birds, insects, does & deer, and most importantly, Unicorns were out for their daily collection of food and for the more resourceful species; twigs and rocks.

But among those trying to make their own for the day came another beast, one who is as lethal as they are indulgent of the very life around them.

An apex predator of sorts, least to their kind.

To his own though?


Tired, exhausted footsteps travelled through the area around him; though there were no witnesses he felt quite a bit of shame at how tired he had gotten after hunting just a small bit of game. Wiping off his brow he looked around for a good place to cool off and rest, it was time to eat after all.

When a small camp-fire was crackling the hungry hunter impaled the game on several sticks and made small bridges across the flames; letting the various small animals cook to his taste.

Though the meal was soon ready the wait was unbearable; many fantasies of catching and gutting a Unicorn would play over and over. There had been a time when his hunting skills had been looked upon with much respect: Just at the sight of his corpulent form would make them tremble and cower; ruthlessly and with no emotion an arrow or spear would pierce their soft hides, then the blade would meet and with just a stroke delicious viscera and succulent gore would spill.

His feasting was of a deranged beast; all proper form and respectability would bleed away, giving leisure to base instincts.
The feasting left quite the mark on him, though, before he could race next to the most desirable of prey, now he could barely keep up with even the many rodents he'd have to snack on.
It was not ideal but if felt nice to have a sign of the many successful hunts that were carried out.

But then there were those who had more refined forms, of muscle or of slenderness.
Feelings of jealousy were never a thing, it was more hate, then shame, then back to being proud again.

Where the shame would come from was not his form though, it was something learned only later.

The fresh game was now cooked through and them some, he picked up a stick and chomped the animal off, nothing was removed or cleaned, and he didn't care.

One after another he would greedily bite through the cooked flesh and every piece would go down, bones, eyes, feathers, tails, fur and claws; nothing was spared as his jaws could crush about anything.

When he was done with the crude meal the hunter picked up the spear and had many fantasies of impaling a deer or similar large creature, today the hunger was insatiable.


A rodent nested in a peculiar iron shell; it would crawl in and let the coolness of it bask over them, the shade welcomed.
Then the shade turned into darkness and loud steps came towards the small beast.

When the shell was turned back up a blade stabbed it through, killing it instantly, the perpetrator laughed and started cutting it down to the essentials.

This hunter started a small fire and washed the helmet off, slipping it back on and filling a canteen with fresh water. He took a look around the place and called out once more.

"Gordi! Where are you? Gordi! Anyone?"

No one called back.

He sighed and ate the cooked morsel, it was nothing but a small instance of fuel.
If it weren't for how sloppy he had been with the ammo he was supplied there could be a chance of hunting something greater, but he would have to make do with what was on hand.

The day remained still, nothing was going to be accomplished; but the need to just move, to escape was always at the front of his mind. Aimlessly he took to a direction and just moved on, life was active all around but he could not feel more like the place was dead, being so used to other of his own company.

The trek was terrible: the heat was not kind nor was another day of pushing himself to travel to a place that might hold nothing, another death trap; but it didn't matter, the smallest hope of finding a way out kept him going.

In the next few hours he could only repeat the days actions since waking: catch a small creature, hydrate and keep moving, completely mindless and demoralizing but its all he knew to do.
The heat was still present but the light was not: sunset had brought its own set of challenges with the biggest being visibility and the other more treacherous creatures.

Soon though came a small light in the distance and with it a structure made of cloth and leaves, crude as it may seem it might be the only chance of making contact.

As he approached a rod of steel landed in front of him, the body was wood but the tip was probably something stronger, he picked it up and called out to the figure he could now see.
It motioned to move closer and he did as such.

"W-Who are y-you?" When he got close he could see the sight before him: A naked, obese pink bear with a bag of spears and a bow around a seat he made. Blood was covering his body and dripping off his face, though he had one eye the look it gave was odd; neither threatening nor vulnerable, and yet the voice was meek and high.

"I'm Private Azulin, I got lost when my group were attacked by a bunch of Unicorns, after we hunted them of course." Sheepishly the other bear backed away and grabbed more meat that was warming up, blood still dripping he handed it over "...guess you're a-a bit hungry, y-yeah haha..." while his stomach felt empty he was put off by how undercooked it was "You can put it back, I like my meat...well done."

"Oh..." putting the meat back he sat back down. Azulin could not help but keep his thoughts and comments to himself when looking over the bigger bears body, it was both repulsive and frank in its nakedness. "So...what is your name?" The other bear looked around, wondering if he should tell the stranger what his name was.
"...Greg...Gregorio..." He meekly spoke, finishing the cut of meat he started on before being interrupted.

Azulin was shocked by how ravenous he was believing he had hunted all day and was now finally feasting on his spoils, it was an impressive amount.

When the meat that was offered started to lose some of the juice Azulin picked it back off and took a bite, the meat was more tender than he had thought and the taste was quite pleasant "What is this?" Looking over the amount of food left the pink one sighed "Deer. Hit it right in the head with a good strike." He patted the spears next to him, Azulin was impressed and a little jealous of how such a corpulent bear could have such skill, he needed to prod further.

"You did this all by yourself? Pretty impressive, for someone your size..." Gregorio was about to grab another piece but stopped "I-I know I'm...b-big but..." "And you're completely naked as well! Do you not care how others see you?" He shook his head "E-Everyone else I know here is naked...I guess you come from a place that isn't like that?"
Azulin shrugged "No, I guess it's fine. I don't suppose you have room for another in there?" He pointed to the tent "S-Sorry, but I can make some room if you'd like?" For the first time the azure bear truly relaxed and smiled "I'd appreciate that, Gregorio..."

After clearing some of the fruits he collected he made another small bed of cloth and grass, it was the most base, crude thing Azulin had ever seen, but he was not going to complain about a real place to sleep for the night. He got to his knees and removed the helmet and coat.

The other bear, who was laying on his side looked to him, smiling "It's nice to meet someone out in these parts, most of the people I know never come out here because of the danger, b-but I think it makes hunting more enticing, you know?" He looked back for a moment, completely quiet "You...come out here of your own will?" He laughed "Always. The game here is much better and the Unicorns..." He laughed once more.

"Bullshit." Gregorio stopped laughing and had a curious look "You hunting Unicorns? Yeah, right!" He let out a mocking laugh "You remind me of my Gordi; just like him you too are...no you're even bigger! Well, above the crotch at least, because that thing? No one can see it!" More and more he piled on the insults and laughed harder "You...why are you so mean?" "It's because of your bullshit! Yeah you hit some deer on the cranium while it was eating grass, big deal we've all done that! But to claim you hunt the Unicorns..." The memories of the holy text repeated itself through his mind, how could a random, fat bear claim to kill and consume them? It must be a means to look tougher than he was.

"G-Get out!" The large bear got up "Make me, fat ass!" He flipped him off and laid on his back, closing his eyes.

Deep in the corpulent bears mind the many images of his now long lost brother flashed: all of the times he was talked down to and insulted, the mockery and humiliation in front of their friends and community. Then that day came when he missed the shot against the Unicorn that would take its own life.
After a moment of grief over the food being lost, his base urges turned to the one who would play with him, toy with his emotions and mind.
The results were truly a grisly sight, no one would know what happened and the fatter brother would create a scenario of them being ambushed by a pack of the horned beasts they would hunt.

But there would need to be no excuse for this one.

"I'm g-going to give you a chance to leave...o-or..." Azulin got up and brought his face close to him "Try me!"

He hated to admit it; but the mocking blue bear had remarkably beautiful features: the bright blue eyes were the first thing he noticed up close, but the softness of his fur just tickling the bare belly made him tense up, underneath the eyes were the wrinkles which stirred something inside him fierce...and that attitude.
For a while he was spared the mockery and spite but to feel that again, and coming from someone who too has a brother they probably bully...

Gregorio grabbed him by the vest and brought him into a kiss, Azulin punched him on his pudgy body before taking a swing at his face "Is there something wrong up there? You want me to go? Fine!" The fatty bear got angry and grabbed him by the collar "You don't leave until I say so!" He tackled him to the ground and slipped off his trouser pants and underwear, excitedly bringing his mouth down to the smaller bears member.

At this point Azulin did not know what to do; should he try and fight back or just enjoy the free sex? He laid his head back and enjoyed the feeling, it's not like he could get this amount of fat off him anyway.

After a minute of rough sucking and stroking he released in the heavy bears mouth and with a giggle, the other bear brought his own crotch up to his face "Go on, I did you now you do me!" Azulin looked at his rather small member that smelled slightly of piss and sweat and looked away "No thanks."
He got up and walked to the side "Ungrateful lazy..."

He pushed him over and placed his crotch at the base of his rear and at full mast he could barely touch his entrance "Pffffthahahaha! You'd probably get further with your fingers..."

That familiar rage was present again and with it that hunger. Gregorio grabbed a knife he had and held Azulin's head up, the cold blade burning against his throat the corpulent bear began to pant "It's been so long since I've had bear meat..."

"Okay, just relax...you want to get off, ye-" the blade was dragged across his neck and with it a gush of blood, wasting no time Gregorio flipped the body over and as he tried to struggle with a river of blood falling the fatter bear started to saw through his neck, soon severing it from the body. He threw it aside and continued from where he left off, getting off on the twitching body of the rude blue bear.

Once he had reached his own orgasm he began to butcher and cook every part of Azulin's body, roasting the body for another feast of the still young night.


When morning had broke Gregorio packed his supplies and began to head back to his home, in a bag made from his victims clothes some dried meat was resting. As he was about to make his journey another bear met his gaze, unlike last time, where he could not tell what the figure was.

"H-Hey there, a-are you lost?" The other pink bear looked down then looked away, embarrassed "You...um...I didn't mean to look..." He laughed "This is normal for our people, if anything your clothes are strange...to us anyway." The other pink bear smiled "Y-Yeah I guess so. I don't suppose you know a way out of here?" Unlike the blue bear he seemed much nicer, perhaps this one will make it out after all.

"Yes, I don't know if it will help but I can bring you back to our village, for a while at least, hungry?" He offered a chunk of dried meat, the other bear happily gulped it down.

On the way to the village Gordi, as he would reveal his name, would go on about the terrible journey they had getting into the forest. And then the subject of Azulin came up.

"I have not seen him, sorry. But if it makes you feel any better...I am willing to help you find your way home!" Though Gordi was still upset they soon rested and would soon make their way home. Gregorio laughed to himself, at his dark secret. No one would know what took place that night, to taste the flesh of his fellow race was a rush he missed. Perhaps Gordi would be a meal too...