Head out

Alice headed out right away. As she left her hometown behind she felt a thrill. She was exploring the world. She hoped she was ready. As she kept walking the town quickly faded from view and she entered a forest. The Vemille forest. It wasn't particularly dangerous, but it was known to have a few creatures in it's depths.

The woods around her seemed peaceful, the chirping of birds and the rustle of small creatures in the underbrush the only sounds accompanying her thoughts. She found a suitable spot to camp for the night, and after ensuring her safety, she settled in, her dreams filled with visions of her future in Londor.

The next day, Alice continued her journey, the anticipation of what lay ahead lending a spring to her step. As she entered a clearing, the sunlight bathed her in its warmth, and she closed her eyes, lifting her face to the sky. It was then that Moghra sprang from the bushes, a growl rumbling in her throat.

Alice's eyes snapped open, her heart pounding as she took in the sight of the futanari orc before her. Moghra was a towering figure, her green skin glistening with a thin sheen of sweat, her black hair cascading down her muscular back. Small tusks protruded from her lower jaw, and between her powerful thighs, a impressive cock stood erect, a testament to her arousal. One thing Alice immediately noticed was Moghra's scent. She smelled extremely unique. It wasn't a good smell, but it was somehow still intoxicating and made Alice's head swim.

"I've got you now, pretty thing," Moghra snarled, her dark eyes raking over Alice's body. "I'm Moghra, and you're going to make a fine sex ****."

Alice's mind raced as she assessed the situation. She knew she had to act soon or face being captured without struggle.