"Our prisoner!"

"Our prisoner!" You simply say with a smile on your face. The minotaur at your side slowly drops Gina on her feet, holding her in place by placing her big hand on top of one of her bare, narrow shoulders. The teen princess has **** but stand still with an annoyed frown on her face... She is honestly not bad-looking at all. Now that you have the chance to take a good look at her, you wonder how something so hideous as Forius could spawn such a pretty young lady. 6 feet tall, standing only one inch shorter than you, with long, brunette luscious hair, a shapely but slender green-skinned body, orange eyes, and two cute, little tusks coming out of the corners of her mouth.

"Oh, she's an orc, isn't she?" Maggie quickly asks, taking a little glass vial out of one of the various pockets around her tunic. "Spit here." She hastily orders, moving the vial in front of her mouth. This only makes Gina's frown grow more pronounced. "Come on, orc. I don't have all day, I have a potion to br-" Gina interrupts Maggie by spitting, but not on the small glass vase, instead, on the poor catgirl's face, right on her forehead, between her light-blue eyes. "...y-you were supposed to do... it... i-in the flask... ugh, dumb orcs..." The sorceress disgustedly stumbles over her words, wiping the saliva out of her face and nauseously letting it fall inside the vial.

You hear some loud giggling that you know belongs to Kara, a soft gasp that belongs to your sister, and an unimpressed grunt that belongs to Agis. "Feisty little bitch, aren't you?" The elf says, looking at the she-orc with a raised eyebrow and a hand on her cocked hip.

"What, do you want some too, elfy slut?!" Gina aggressively taunts.

Agis is about to counter-insult but she decides to simply relax and take a deep breath, it's not worth it. "...So why are you two **** orcs now? It's like a new hobby, or...?" The elf asks you and Rhea, ignoring the provocations of the orc princess.

"This is no regular orc, pointy ears." Rhea chuckles, carelessly pinching one of Gina's cheeks with one of her big hands. "This snotty brat here is Forius' daughter. We stole his bloody daughter!" You see the elf's eyes slowly widening at the minotaur's words, a faint smile appearing on her beautiful face.

"...Is that so? Heh... maybe... maybe we can actually win this, then." She contently says, hope all over the tough elf's features.

"...Pfft, yeah, keep dreaming..." Gina irritatedly mutters under her breath.

Suddenly, as the chatter between the two friends continues, you feel a warm thick body pressing against your side. When you turn your head towards its direction, you can see that Kara is the culprit. Clinging to you, hugging your arm, looking up at you with a lovestruck gaze and fluttering eyelashes. "Was the bow I've made worthy enough for you, my king~? Do you need something else crafted?" The puppy purrs, brushing her perfectly sized bosom against your bicep, smiling happily.

"...Did you... Did you just call him 'king'?" Gina confusedly asks, looking back at the she-wolf.

"Of course I did! King Theo! Look at him and try to tell me he doesn't look like a king." Your fluffy girl praises you... a little too much, maybe...

Gina follows the suggestion and looks up at your face with a loathing expression on hers. "He doesn't! I only see a dumb human with a dumb face and a dumb haircut. A-and if he is a king, where is his kingdom? Is it this ugly cave in the middle of the... I-is that a statue?!" The orc gasps loudly as she spots the wooden carving of 'King Theo' in the middle of the room.

"Yep! I've made it myself, I think it really captures-"

"W-WHY DO YOU HAVE A STATUE OF YOURSELF AND MY DADDY DOESN'T?!" The whiny princess Gina suddenly explodes in rage, her irritating voice booming all over the cave, making your harem jump in surprise... You can only shrug your shoulders with a little grin, not really knowing the proper answer to that question...

"Heeey, can you girls stop yelling? I get grumpy if don't get my beauty nap..." You hear Lola's throaty, seductive voice say between yawns, the little succubus enters the main room through the tunnel that leads to the bedroom you all share. Barefoot, topless, only wearing those little pink panties that you love. Her horns, little wings, heart-shaped tail, and tattoo exposed for everyone to see. "Hey stud, who is the new girl?" She casually asks you, brushing her jumbled, purple pigtails straight. "...Woah, that's a really cute dress, honey!" She flashes a friendly smile and a wink of her eye to the dumbfounded orc.

"...you ...YOU HAVE A SUCCUBUS?! ...A DAMN SUCCUBUS?!?!?!"