Prologue

My name is Cal Rikter and I've always wanted to be a Hunter. A defender of the people. Of all people, human and Faunas alike. I'm from a small village in Southern Mistral called Calilua. It means "one of us" in our native speech that very few people speak anymore.

Unlike most progressive places of the world nowadays my village is very exclusive. They dislike outsiders and not just humans but other faunus. For those who don't know faunus are humanlike people who have physical attributes of animals. My people typically have attributes of lemurs. Many of us have Prehensile tails. Some have long black nails, short fur around our face, hands, feet. Most are very short barely topping five feet with most women closer to four. We are fast, have a quick wit, and are very dexterous.

In fact, in our culture the shorter and leaner you are the more attractive you are. Unlike most humans my people also mate only for reproduction rather than pleasure. It is also a community event. The couple announce their intention to increase their family and village size and once approved by a council of ruling elders are given permission to try. The fewer numbers of intercourse and the higher the litter per mating the greater your respect in the community.

My parents have mated 12 times and had four litters before me. I have 16 brothers and sisters in the village. They were well respected. I on the other hand was the only child to be born in my parents 5th mating ritual. I was several pounds and several inches larger than any of my siblings at birth. They say my mother almost died trying to pass me and was the largest birth the village had ever seen.

All my life the other kids my age made fun of me. Cal the human they called me and would pretend to stomp around like a giant. I hated being so much bigger than them. At ten years old I was 5'8" and the largest in the village by a significant amount. Thanks to the cruel remarks by the other children I became introverted and fell into books. My father when he travelled would bring me magazines and books of the outside world. The ones with humans and other types of faunus were the most fascinating because they were of my size.

It was then i decided i wanted to see the outside world and would make it my goal to travel and become a hunter. After all with my size and strength no creature of Grimm would be able to withstand my might. I would go to a hidden waterhole after school and strip down in order to bask in the sun. I fashioned a long branch into a staff and practiced spinning it and defending against imaginary enemies.

Being naked was natural for my people and many choose to live everyday naked since sex was far from my people's minds. Only at school or work was clothing required in our community. Besides many of my people had fur covering much of their bodies which hid the nipples and other privates.

A male of my species had very small genitals. When flaccid which they often were they were almost impossible to see and when erect only two inches. I would be a freak to my people if they saw me. Even at 16, well past puberty, very little hair covered my body other than a short coat on my tail and a light beard. Even if i did have a thick bush it would unlikely cover my trunk which was the largest I had ever seen in my village.

I was ashamed of my body and wouldn't let anyone see it, even my parents. Luckily no one wanted to. So i spent my afternoons practicing my weaponcraft and my nights studying books about the world. My parents at first worried about my obsessions but eventually encouraged it thinking maybe I belonged out there.

The final straw was when a group of kids my age found me in my spot. I didn't hear them at first so focused I was on performing a triple sideflip to land, pounding my staff into a scarecrow i had set up to look like an enemy. I heard the laughter first then turned and saw the pointing and then the mimicking of an elephant.

"Look at the size of that thing!"

"Looks like an elephant trunk."

"No more like a boa constrictor."

"He'd kill a lady with that."

I closed my eyes and ran all the way home blinking back tears. I packed my things, a few favorite books, and grabbed my walking stick. I left my parents a note saying it was time for me to leave and that I just don't belong. I promised to come back one day once I could make them proud.

I travelled for hundreds of miles through desert, and then jungle before finally finding a coastal city. It amazed me because I saw electricity for the first time. I read about it i my books but seeing it in person was something else. An old diner owner took note of my amazement and recognized me as being from a rural village. He helped teach me how some rudimentary technology worked. He gave me a job and taught me the value of money.

The city was almost exclusively faunus but people from a variety of species all living together in harmony. There were cat's, rats, tigers, gorillas, birds, people from a variety of lineages. Many were even my size or bigger. It was also the first time my loins stirred.

With sex being so trivialized and my people in general having such few attributes to encourage it was something that never crossed my mind. Now in the coastal mixed species city of Salvia I felt a stirring I hadn't felt before.

It first happened when a young bunny came into the diner. She seemed foreign having very pale skin that hadn't seen much sun, much different than the tanned visage of the locals. She had a big floppy hat that little holes cut out for her pointy ears to peak through. She seemed to blow in the shop in a gust of wind that rippled her long flowery dress. Lilacs and raspberries followed and hit my sensitive nose.

It was just me as a server in the diner in charge of waiting on customers while two older gorillaz esque cooks horsing around in the back by the grills. The only hair on the bunny's body seemed to be on her velvety ears the rest being smooth as silk. I gulped as I approached her my eyes tracing every inch of her thin body. She was tall, almost as tall as me. I couldn't help but think maybe this woman could handle someone my size.

I awkwardly approached her glad my loose apron was blocking the view of my suddenly tighter pants. She was nice and smiled showing an ample amount of teeth. I couldn't help notice that she slowly lost interest in me and her eyes wandered to my two coworkers who had wandered to the storefront. She finished placing her order then excused herself to the restroom. She gave a waggle of her ears at them and seemed to get some extra sway in her hips.

I went up to them with dry mouth and started telling them her order. They said they'd like to hear it from her instead and pushed past me following her in. I couldn't help but feel angry, disgusted, and jealous all at the same time. I decided to look in on them to make sure there wasn't a mistake and that these men had mistook her mischievousness.

However, what Cal saw in that bathroom diner opened his eyes to the real world. The sexy bunny was on her knees taking turns sucking on the two dark hairy cocks of his coworkers. She seemed to be having trouble fitting them in her mouth until finally one of the men grabbed her by the ears. Her mouth shot open in a yelp and the cock flew in to the hilt. When he pulled out seconds later she gasped, coughed and then finally said "fuck yes I like it rough."

I couldn't help but watch the whole thing as these two well endowed men fucked her in several directions and positions. I learned a lot about sex that day. All I knew so far was the basic act, what was required in order to reproduce. Oral, anal, and the final act of the woman taking the mens sperm on her face and licking off what spilled, it was something I would never have imagined in my darkest dreams but was now all I could think about at night. Every night for months after that I thought about it touching myself, something I couldn't help anymore.

I saved up money until I could afford a trip to the mainland of Mystral once there I enrolled in a basic entry school for kids my age with a focus on one day becoming a hunter. I crafted my first set of weapons a pair of Kukri that could be connected and extended to form a long staff with bladed ends. I was head and shoulders above my classmates when it came to combat feats but was severely lacking in the basic knowledge of the world. I spent most nights up studying while my classmates had fun.

I expected jealousy from everyone that i beat into the dirt during combat practice but was pleasantly surprised. All the students here, human and faunus both just wanted to protect people and anyone that was more skilled in a certain area was useful to teach you.

I became the center of attention of both men and women. It was nice to be popular and eventually I had no spare time and was busy teaching people in large groups. Some of them desired more individual attention and eventually I was approached by the worst fighter in the class

A heavy set girl name Sahara she was. Thick in all the right places. She was slow but strong. I worked with her as much as i could but so many of the other students desired myself too. She suggested. I told her I was giving her as much time as I could spare and she suggested that there was something she could teach me one on one.

Sahara's dark caramel skin was the first women to truly show me the wonders of sex. It improved both of our moods and made our sparring matches more interesting. Eventually we brought others into our tryst. Most our grade joined and the love and affection we all felt for each other grew into relationship that would last a lifetime.

Cal's experiences grew. They fought grimm and other threats to the nation of Mystral. Upon graduation Cal was approached by a Professor Ozbin headmaster of Beacon Vale's most prestigious huntsman school.