Accidental

Saeki ran as fast as she could through the forest, arms wrapped protectively around the poor elf that was thrown at her. The plants and thorns of the forest scraped against her orc skin harmlessly and her powerful legs leaped and ran faster than she had ever ran before. One tree that she couldn't move out of the way fast enough was smashed into with such **** it shook and crackled, raining acorns on her while half of its bark broke and splintered. But for Saeki it was barely a stumble as she ran deeper into the forest.

‘Wow, this new body is pretty tough and strong!’ She thought. ‘It would be great for practicing my idol dance routines… If only I looked a bit cuter!’ She wondered for a moment if she could make herself look cute again. Maybe if she put a cute skirt that managed to hide her large, dangling…

Her run slowed to a jog and then halted as her ears pricked up. She couldn’t hear the sounds of the knight, or anyone else for that matter, chasing her. Was this it, then? Was she alone? She sniffed with her new snout. There was a nice smell around, but she couldn’t really smell anything out of the ordinary around her…

Except for the elf she was now pressing to her chest. “Oops! Sorry about that! Here, I’ll put you down!” She said, while laying the elf on the ground as gently as she could. The poor woman was a mess, clothes torn apart revealing generous hips and one breast had slipped from its shirt, large soft and its rosy pink nipple pointing up as her chest heaved with every breath. Her long, blonde hair had stray twigs in its curls and some of its strands clung to her face and body, which was shiny with Saeki’s sweat from all her running. Saeki noticed her noticed her chest and belly were sweaty, and she had accidentally rubbed the elf’s face all over it. The orc cringed. “Sorry!” She said, once again.

Now, the thing about orc sweat in this new world, is that it was laced with potent aphrodisiac pheromones, much like all other orc fluids. This was something Saeki was ignorant of, but it did explain why the elf lay on the ground panting hard, her face flushed with excitement as she looked at the towering beast in front of her. The elf’s heart was beating fast and she could feel her nipples aching with excitement, pleading to be teased and rubbed and… Goddess protect her! She wanted the foul beast so bad it hurt! Her pussy was now throbbing with a burning need that only grew stronger with every breath she took, that powerful, intoxicatingly foul musk burning in her nostrils and making her mind go crazy.

Against the diminishing voice of reason screaming in her head she licked her lips, and could taste some of the creature’s salty sweat on her face, and her pussy’s throbbing doubled in intensity for a brief moment. She actually moaned, her eyes glazed with lust. Goddess! Her willpower was withering too fast! Too fast! She wanted to lick more of its sweat, tongue the creature’s entire body clean until her mind was filled with nothing but burning, submissive desire to be bred by that foul, strong, powerful, delicious -

“Are you ok?” Asked Saeki, leaning in with a concerned expression. The elf saw the orc reaching its enormous hand to her and closed her eyes. ‘That’s it,’ she thought. ‘Now the orc will grab hold of my neck, push my body onto its enormous - yummy! - cock and then make me its breeding sow.’ And even if part of her was horrified, she couldn’t stop her legs from opening themselves, aching for it to happen.

The orc instead put its hand on her forehead. “You look very red,” muttered the orc. “Are you hurt? Sick?”

“... -vage me…” Whimpered the elf, unable to stop herself. It increasingly felt like her body was not her own, moving to fulfill this sudden, burning desire that overwhelmed any attempt at self-control.

‘Excuse me?’ Asked Saeki.

“Ravage me…” Begged the elf maiden. And she opened her legs wider and pulled at her pink, glistening pussy lips, spreading them apart to give the foul beast a better view of her quivering insides that the monster would soon breed and conquer. “Ravage my pussy! Please! I can’t resist anymore… Ughn!” She pleaded. She felt moisture drip from her horny cunt as it throbbed, harder than ever,

Saeki watched this with an astonished expression. “Woah, wait a moment there!” She panicked. “I think we have a misunderstanding here! I wanted to see if you’re ok. I don’t… I mean, I’m not that kind of … Ugh! How do I explain… This...? Huh?”

But even as she rambled, her snout picked up a new, delicious scent that was more enticing than anything else she had ever smelled. She closed her eyes, sniffed again and felt something stir within her powerful body when the smell assaulted her large, pig-like nostrils, sweet as honey, fragrant as fresh jasmine. She opened her eyes, sniffled again and realized.

It was the elf’s pussy. It was dripping with a most delicious scent that stirred something in her, and Saeki felt her tongue moisten with saliva, as if she had just smelled a most delicious meal, as well as something stirring in her lower body. And she looked down to see her member getting bigger and bigger, pushing the loincloth aside and finally giving her a glimpse of how it looked.

It was enormous, a thick green rod of virility that slowly bounced in beat with her heartbeat as it grew larger and curved upwards. There were impossibly thick veins running along its length, some as thick as a human finger snaking along to the tip and throbbing menacingly, and its purple mushroom head grew larger as it flared, before a drop of thick, musky precum oozed from the tip, dripping on the ground below.

The elf saw the orc with a mixture of fear and desire the beast's enormous cock grow, and any self-restraint that she could muster was vaporized. She looked submissively at the large, fat, powerful creature, drool coming out of its mouth as its long, bumpy tongue licked its lips.

“Well, this is awkward…” Said Saeki, licking her lips nervously before looking back to the elf with a sheepish grin. “Sorry! It did that all on its own! I did…! I didn’t do anything!” And the orc tried her best to cover her nose with one hand, to try and stop that delicious smell from affecting her body.

But the elf could not pry her eyes from the powerful member in front of her, emanating that delicious, musky smell. It was too much. Her brain, already hopped up on the orc pheromones, could not resist the cock in front of her.

“What? Wait, wait, don’t do th

at, please! Nooo!” Screamed Saeki. But it was fruitless. The elf lunged towards her in a lust filled haze. And she would not be stopped.

“So two orcs raided our village, each kidnapped one of our villagers… But you managed to recover one. Do I have it right so far?” Asked a dark-haired elf sitting calmly at her desk. There was a mess of alchemical equipment, bottles and parchments filled with notes covering the whole table except for a corner, which was empty enough for her to lean on as she listened to the Knight-Captain’s report.

“Yes! But there’s more to it than that!” Insisted Airwen, her brows furrowed in anger. "One of the orcs was different. It was larger and stronger than most of its kind… Usually the larger ones are also the most foolish, but not this one! It was smart! It actually managed to trick me!"

“Being able to trick you doesn’t necessarily make it smart,” remarked the black-haired elf. The knight glared at her, but she only shrugged in response, while adding, “only remarking on the facts. Even a beast can trick a hunter on occasion.”

“But…” Airwen struggled to explain what she had seen. The creature had looker at her unlike any other orc she had ever seen. And the contrast between its gentle eyes and that powerful physique, and that massive…

“It’s different somehow!” She hissed. “More insidious. This was no beast! It had cunning! Devilish cunning coupled with such strength… It makes me worry!”

“Well, the creature is bound to come again, and when it does…” The other elf spoke, only to be interrupted by hurried steps approaching the house. The door was then thrown open and an exhausted elf stood at the entrance, gathering her breath while the knight-captain sprang to her feet.

“Airwen…! Orc…! Another…!”

“What! Another attack?” The knight clenched one hand into a fist, shaking with anger. “Cunning bastards!” She had let her guard down, and she was exhausted from the chase. This was actually a bad time for her to fight… But she would never surrender her people to the beasts if she could help it! “Where? Where is the attack?”

“South again!” Gasped the elf that had ran here to warn her. “But something’s weird!”

The black haired elf and the knight-captain exchanged glances. “Weird, you say?”

The out of breath elf managed a nod. “A single orc! It brought back Iorwen! And it’s at the edge of the village. It’s…” And the elf made a strange expression, as if she could not believe what she was about to say. “The orc is trying not to get **** by Irowen!”

There was a pause, as the other two elves seemingly attempted to process this new information, only to find it did not fit.

“Surely, you mean to say that Iorwen is trying not to get **** by the orc?” Asked the knight, huffing impatiently.

“No…” She shook her head. “The orc is… Umm. He’s holding Iorwen at an arm’s length while she tries to… Umm. Lick… And, uh… Mount… The orc.”

“WHAT?!” Airwen opened her mouth, flabbergasted. She repeated what had just been said again in her mind, and found herself disagreeing with her own ears. Surely, there was some terrible mistake? Was this mind control? Was she going mad?

Meanwhile, the black-haired elf raised one eyebrow, the first sign of any emotion that had dared to break her perfect poker face..

“Well, well… It appears you were right, Airwen. This orc IS different,” she commented, before calmly walking past the exhausted elf and strutting towards the southern edge of the village.