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Chapter 4 by Arthor Thomarius Arthor Thomarius

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A Hole Nu WaaaaaaaGH!!! With Fresh Wet Holes to Stick It In.

Boss Ard'ock Git-Snicka banged his zzzap Choppa on the deck of the ship and shouted at his mob "Oy!" He shouted. The hummie sluts whose leashes Ard'ock held felt and saw the familiar action of their ork master dropping the heavy chains attached to their collars so that the boss could reach for his shoota. "I Sayz quiet!" Git-Snicka shot a few orks who insisted on talking. All the boys and bitches quieted down. One of the sluts that got covered in ork innards kept on screaming, but the grots took care of him right quick. Wrestling the humie down and sticked the slut in both of his holes to gag the scrawny git and keep him from interupting the boss while he was talking. "Right." The boss said as he holstered his shoota.

Melicity Fairbinks had closed her eyes and used the brief moment of semi-freedom to try and remember a life before this nightmare. Before these xenos had ravaged her world, defiled her in ways she could not imagine possible, and stole her away to be an alien's whore. As she did her best to try and recall what her husband looked like a bout of abdomen pain overwhelmed the young woman. Melicity did not even have to open her eyes, so familiar now with this particular degradation. Melicity simply opened her legs tried her best to relax and push at the same time. It took only moments for the womb-squig to crawl its way out of her body. Melicity knew that it would only be a few days the fleshy beast that had just crawled its way out of her was devoured from within by the squigs, snotlings, or grot that grew inside of the aberrant xenos parasite. Melicity was breathing heavily praying to The Emperor for mercy when the rattling of chains on deck plating **** her eyes open. Melicity felt herself yanked to her feet by the enormous ork that held her leash. Melicity recoiled at the course and grime streaked caresses of Boss Ard'Ock. Melicity was powerless to resist the ork boss as he gently but firmly **** his enormous green cock down Melicity's throat. Melicity had seen what happened to humans that could not suck cock to the satisfaction of whatever ork they happen to be currently gagging on. Melicity tried to imagine that she was back home at worship, using her body to please The Emperor's Angels of ****. The ork's guttural shouts, putrid smell, acrid taste, and periodic acts of **** made it impossible.

With the boyz and bitchez all quieted down and his cock stuck in a nice wet slut-hole, Boss Ard'Ock Git-Snicka was ready to get started. "Meka, woulda your bitchez put on the holojactah?" Ard'Ock asked the smartest and sexiest ork in his mob. The mek-bitch gave her boss a smile and wink before she smacked one of her bitchez who in turn smacked some of the grot-bitchez until a holographic projection of a planet appeared above the mob of orks. "This here planet is one what the hummies call Smegoran Mintares. It's a hive world see, but it ain't like otha hive worlds 'cause back five or six many many years ago the blue-sluts in the shiny suits came and what told Da'Empra's Boyz to zog off cause de say that they needs the planet for the greater good. "

"So are we fucking hummies or blueys boss?" Asked one boy. "I hear the holes in their face are what nice and tight, real wet and ready for stickin." Laughter and enthusiasm filled the air at the comment. Besides a few pointy eared aeldari gitz and that one hairy-slut that what made a mess of the mek-shop before it had built a teleporta outta the scrap laying about and gotten away, all the slaves Waaaagh!!!!!! Slamramma had been able to capture had been hummies. Not that anyone was complaining, hummies made for perfect slaves, as if Gork and Mork had designed the small squishy creatures to be the perfect playthings for orkoid kind. But as satisfying as stickin and eating hummies was, seeking out new life and new civilizations to ravage, dominate, and enslave was one of the biggest parts of The Spear Smashaz Way.

"Both." Ard'Ock said as he zoomed in to show a closer look at one of the hives. It looked like a typical hummie hive what with high grey towers covered in gloomy statues of skulls and gargoyles. Metal sprawling for miles in every direction all just waiting to get scrapped. But the hummie hive was surrounded by a different kind of hive. Like a bunch of giant metal bees had built a nest of white hexagons around the hummie towers. "When the Imperium hummies took all the ships and zogged off, the blue boyz moved in and didn't krump the hummies boyz that were left behind. They said that the greater good needed the hummies, so the blue Boyz let'em stay in their towers while they turned the planet nice in green." The hologram adjusted to show a verdant landscape with large grazing mammals moving in enormous herds and forests which stretched across a flourishing landscape. "The boss's sneaky boyz say that many many many manys of da hummies are living in the Tau hives now and many many many manys of hummies and blueys are spread out all over the place raising their squigs and what ever hummies do when they ain't being put to good use." Boss Ard'Ock picked Melicity up by her collar. Holding the slut over his head, the ork showed off his pretty slut to the cheers of the boyz and bitchez. Melicity choked and gasped, her flailing kicks completely ignored by the ork that held her life in his hands. With a THUD, Melicity fell to the deck plating. Her master, or at least the ork who had last used her who had made it clear that if she got too far away from him, the other greenskins would **** her to ****, eat her flesh, and make clothing out of her skin, and if she was lucky, they would do it in that order, seemed to be done with her at the moment, but she knew better than to think that her torments were anywhere near finished. As she felt the acrid ork cum burning inside of her mouth, she wondered how long it would be before a squig came crawling up her throat and if this would be the one that would finally end her suffering.

Boss Ard'Ock Git-Sticka walked over to a nearby bitch and flirtatiously punched the ork female in the mouth with a smile that showed he would not mind a proppa scrap later. His dominance asserted, The Git-Snicka took the bitchez's hummies slut from her hands and pulled the **** into his grasp. The ork female smiled and rubbed her face where he hit her. The ork bitch felt a warm tingle of blissful ecstasy having gotten the attention of her boss and was grateful for his compliment on her taste in hummie sluts.
Ard'Ock bent the hummie over and rammed himself all the way up the slut's wet, tight, asshole. The slut being stuck on the Ork's cock feels it getting longer and thicker as the primaris sized greenskin wages a one man Waaaagh!!! on the ****'s butt.
"So. Here is the plan." The hologram changed again to show roks falling from the sky and crashing into the hive cities. "We are gonna drop right on top of the gitz, rush out in the snazziest war-trukks and battle wagons we got, and we get our hands on the snazziest loot on the planet. See..."
The hologram changed to show the images of a half dozen different giant tin can walkers that Melicity and many of the other human captives recognized as Imperial knights. "Some of the hummies that stayed behind are what ya call'em, nobbyz right. And dese nobby gitz got the flashiest, killiest canz there was. But dese cans talk to the hummies inside of them and say they ain't gonna leave, they gotta protect the planet, even if it is zogged up with blueys.
"Since the boss knows that dis mobs got the best mek bitches in the whole zoggin galaxy." A cry of approval and pride rang through the hold. "She wants us to hit the ground on the first wave and get those cans looted. She wants them killy stompas stomping for us." The orks shouted their approval. The clanging sound of choppas on deck plating filled the room, its noise echoing down the halls of the rok into the squig pens, mek shops, brew halls, fight-pits, and slut-stalls.
"WAAAAAAAAGH!!!" The orks of mob Git-Snicka cried out in unison.
"When do we zoggin get there?" asked one of the bitchez. "I cannot wait to get me some soft young sluts to drain." As if Gork were listening at that moment. The proximity alarms began to blare.
"RIGHT! Let's get to it. Everyone. Grab your choppas, load your shootas, get to your ride and get ready for to show these sluts where ork boyz like to stick it!"

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