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Chapter 22 by Lake_Nine Lake_Nine

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Dig yourself a shelter

Seeing no other safe option, you find a spot near the base of a tree, and start digging. Orcs are good at digging, due to their big hands, but you're no longer much of an orc. Your hands are so petite now, that it takes more than an hour to dig a hole a half foot deep. With a sigh, you sit on your knees and look at your aching hands. They're covered in dirt and notice a little bit of blood on them. This isn't going to work.

But before you can get to your feet and seek out another shelter, you are hit over the head with a blunt object, knocking you out cold. Everything goes black, and the last thing you register is the faint sound of laughter.

Status: Horny, female orc, severely sprained ankle

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