《What do you mean I'm a Beastkin?》How Did We Get Here?
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Let’s go back in time a little bit. As in, how did we get here? Like I said before, I’m a bit too lazy sometimes to think my way all the way through things, so I don’t really have a handle on what’s happening. To be honest, I have no idea how I’ve managed to skate by with an A (A-, but hey, that’s an A) in my classes.
So where was I? Oh yeah. So, my whole class has been transported to another world as children, who are also beastkin. If you don’t know what that is, well, why are you here? Are you lost? Well, before that shit happened, we were juniors in high school. I was an exceptionally tired junior, but one nonetheless.
Thinking back to how we got here, I guess it started this afternoon. I’d already begrudgingly gone through most of my classes, when I started noticing some weird things. As a weeb, I’m surprised that I didn’t start getting excited, because it was some anime shit if I’ve ever seen it.
First, everyone in the class looked smaller than normal. Knowing that I am also small now, I guess it didn’t set in really how tiny we all were. I also remember seeing some bumps in people’s pants, which prompted my brain to look away because, although it was the back of someone’s pants, it still looked like a boner. As a straight dude, I can’t be staring at anyone’s back-penis, especially not the girls’ back penises. It’s improper.
I guess at this point, I can conclude that everyone was already turning into beast-kin before we even got here. How didn’t I notice? I’m going to assume it was magic because it’s either that or I’m too apathetic for my brain to even register such a development. Although I’m not exactly what one would call “aware”, I don’t think I’d go so far as to ignore something like that happening.
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Then, I saw some light and blacked out, and here we are. This is pretty bad. My glasses don’t fit on my face anymore, I’m like 12 years old, and I can smell a lot of piss, because someone wet their pants. I guess it makes sense that my nose is stronger, my ears as well, I mean, I am some sort of animal.
Well, alright, now that I’ve thought about what happened before, I guess it’s time to think about what happens now. If this was an isekai web-novel (wink wink), something exciting would happen now, but it seems like that’s not gonna happen, so all I can do is observe.
Looking around, I can see several types of beast-people, all of them recognizable as my classmates, and there a lot of them, at least 200. Although there is one in sight who looks to be around 18, who I assume is a teacher, everyone appears to be around the age of 10-12. I can see there are foxes, dogs, cats, rabbits, lizards, something like a ferret, some insects, and even a few lamias and arachne. I wouldn’t expect a spider person to count as a beast-kin, but hey, they’re here aren’t they?
I don’t know what I am myself, so I turn in circles a few times to see if I can pick out Tobi and Vena so they can tell me. I can spot Vena fairly easily because of her new bunny ears sticking above the rest of the sea of animal ears, but Tobi is nowhere to be found, even if I just heard his voice a moment ago. As such I make my way over to Vena. By the way, I wasn’t chained down. I was being lied on. By several different people. My tail (that’s a weird thought) hurts.
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She’s cute, in a purely platonic meaning of course. I make my way over to her slight frame, with her head bent over in thought, and realize that I’m actually quite tall, towering at least an inch or two over most of the rest of the people. This makes sense, I was taller than most people back when we weren’t here.
She glances up at me, looks back down, then jolts back up in surprise. “Kriss? Is that you? I guess they really got everyone, huh?” “Yeah, I guess… wait, everyone?” I answer back, confused for god knows what reason, before she points around the cave. Contrary to my initial analysis, there are at least 1200 people in here. That’s pretty much everyone in our school.
Suddenly an amplified voice pops up among the chatter and panicked screaming. “Alright ye mutts. Get yer asses over here, line up so we can assess how shitty you are.” It’s that man again, the one in the bad wizard cosplay, although on second look, it might just be a dirty robe. Immediately a strong urge to comply with his harsh phrasing echoes in my mind.
What’s going on? I’m mostly alright, but everyone else seems to be in a trance, all moving in perfect unison to several different doorways. I catch up Vena, and attempt to initiate a conversation, to no avail. Hmmm… I guess I’ll just go along with the flow.
We’re split into groups of thirty. Luckily, I’m still with Vena. We make our way through corridors and passages, finally moving into a fairly small room. “So, I’m sure you are all wondering why you’re here, hm?” A unison nod of assent. “Yes, I expected as much. Well, it’s quite a simple reason. You see, in this world, it is illegal to enslave humans, regardless of any political, social, or economical reasons, due to the divine retribution that befalls someone who hurts a human. So, to work around this problem, we summon beast-kin and other races to this world in order to enslave them.”
“I’m sure you can connect the dots, you’re quite intelligent looking for dirty shit.” Some glares fix themselves on the man. “You are now my slaves! You’re going to work in my servitude until you die, isn’t that just marvelous?” This is not marvelous. I did not sign up for this. I did not sign up for anything, in fact, I haven’t for a long time. What’s going to happen to us?
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