In her own way.

“Co- Cooperate?” Selena stammered, “What do you want me to do?”

Farod did not answer, instead he reached into one of the packs on his back and procured a set of iron chained handcuffs, “I must take you to my master, turn around and allow me to bind you.”

She did as he asked, knowing she could not escape him or the dog, but her mind raced all the while, “I need to get away, I can’t let him take me to Azzan or he will corrupt me!”

Selena could feel the raw strength emanating from the orc behind her as he stepped closer to clasp the cuffs around her slim wrist, the cold iron on her skin gave her chills. 'Convince him', that nagging voice whispered in her mind, 'use your body to retain your freedom.'

For the first time since she felt the nagging feeling of temptation she couldn’t deny that it was a good idea. Before Farod could clasp the cuffs, she turned her head and looked up into his eyes, trying her best to hide her fear and convey an aura of sexual desire and lust.

“You know… you have an incredible body…” She cooed as she looked him up and down, “I wonder what you have hidden away.”

“My Master has sent me to retrieve you,” Farod grunted.

“Oh don’t worry about that! I’m on my way to him,” She said, not completely lying, “I agreed to meet him in a few days.”

Selena gingerly reached out and put her slender hand on his chest, feeling the hard muscle that felt like coiled steel. She bit her lip as she felt herself growing wet with arousal, “If you spend the night with me I’ll make it worth your while… and I promise I’ll go see Master Azzan tomorrow.”

She did not give him a chance to respond, instead she slid her hand down his muscular side and hooked her finger on his waistband. Selena could tell he was trying to ignore her attempts at seducing him, but the bulge in his pants made it evident he was failing. It was an easy assumption that Farod would be susceptible to her charm, even if he was the manifestation of Azzans strength. He was first and foremost, a being born of lust.

“If you let me free I can make it worth your while…” Selena said as she finally lowered his pants, the musky smell of his manhood washing over her. It had been a while since she had seen a proper cock, though her desires were not as strong as when she was desperately sucking men off in a glory hole, she felt the comforting urge to milk his balls dry.

The orcs rod was semi hard, resting on top of his large ballsack easily the size of her fists clenched together. She gently took his soft dick in her hand and looked up at him.

“If you promise to go at first light…” He trailed off as she gently kissed the tip, the magical pleasure in her lips caused them both to shudder, “I suppose I will let you go on your own.”

Her grumbling stomach reminded her of her hunger and she said, “If you don’t mind, I could use some food for my journey to the master.” Farod didn’t say a word but nodded as he watched her with keen intent. She smiled from satisfaction, reveling in the fact her body held such power that she could even dominate a spirit of Azzans strength. Her smile faltered for a moment as Farods strong hand grasped her braided hair, “But know that I will be watching, and if you do not meet with our master at your agreed upon time… I will hunt you down.”

“Don’t you worry,” Selena said with a coy smile as she stroked his ever growing shaft, “I’m a woman of my word.”

With that, Selena parted her lips and took him into her mouth. ‘God I forgot how good cock tastes, even orc cock is yummy!’ Her passion and skill for sucking cock rushed back into her mind like a tidal wave and she prepared to pleasure him as best she could.

After just a few seconds, Farod had reached his full length and Selena couldn’t be more pleased. She had seen many dicks in her weeks as a **** cum slut leading up to her arrival here, the largest being about eight inches. The green member of the orc in front of her was too large to accurately assume its length, but as she stroked it she guessed it was well over sixteen inches long, easily double the length of anything she had seen and much, much thicker.

Her mouth opened to its limit as she sucked on his cockhead, trying her best to keep her teeth from scraping along his skin. It wasn’t long before her spit began to drip down his length, both hands stroking and spreading it. Farod placed his large hand on the top of Selena’s head, gripping her hair as he began to moan, a deep, guttural sound that sounded like an animal growling.

Encouraged by his vocal feedback, Selena began to work her head down his shaft. She was used to being able to take any cock but seeing the orcs oversized meat slip between her own lips still shocked her. The muscles in her jaw strained but did not give up as half of Farod’s dick was inside her, his cock head hitting the back of her throat as she spluttered for breath around his girth. Bracing herself, Selena pushed forward with more strength than she knew she had and managed to surpass her throat barrier as she slid several inches further down and felt her throat bulging.

She had no idea how she hadn’t blacked out yet without being able to breath but she chalked it up to the magic making her a perfect cock sucker. This was partially made evident by the way her plumped up lips hugged Farods dick, having been slightly enhanced thanks to the corruption magic she was subjected to in the woods. When there wasn’t a man's dick in her mouth, her lips were juicy and kissable but when she was working a cock they became perfect cock pillows that looked almost twice as big.

By now her hands were not needed as she had almost taken all of the orcs meat into her mouth, resorting to cupping and massaging his huge balls that hung beneath his member.

The tentacle in the forest had gone much further inside of her and was about the same girth, but something about having a penis stuck down her throat provided a pleasure that buzzed deep inside her core.

Finally, Selena felt her oversized lips press against the base of his ginormous cock. The curse gave her the magical reward she had been chasing as it sent a jolt of electricity directly to her clit and caused one of the most powerful orgasms she had ever experienced to rack her body.

“No being has ever managed to take me in my entirety,” Farod said as he looked down at the limp girl who hung off his dick with an amused smirk.

Selena looked up at him, her hair a mess and eyes watering as she began bobbing up and down his length while her tongue massaged his shaft. Slobber coated her chin and dripped onto her bountiful cleavage as his low hanging balls slapped her throat which bulged obscenely around his cock. He was so far down her throat that he was dangerously close to reaching her stomach.

Farods hand reached down and grabbed one of her tits, squeezing the soft flesh. Her gigantic breasts looked normal in his large hand as he palmed it, appearing almost proportionate.

Selena moaned as his grip tightened rather suddenly and he pushed his hips forward, burying himself down her throat. Her eyes went wide as the tip of his cock began to pulse in her throat, his balls tightening as they prepared to release their load.

‘Yes, give it to me’ the voice screamed in her head as he let out a long, guttural groan that sounded like a howling animal, ‘Feed me and make my tits even bigger!’

Her inner plea was answered with a powerful shot of Farods seed that fired straight into her stomach. His pulsing member continued to pump and Selena could do no more than grab the back of his thighs and hold tight, refusing to let him free without eagerly downing every drop. She may be bribing her way out of being captured but that didn't mean she wasn't just as cum hungry as before.

‘More!’ The voice in her head urged as she swallowed load after load, draining his balls until all that came out was a pitiful dribble of precum. Her belly was visibly distended from the contents he filled her with, giving her a small baby bump.

Satisfied that she had gotten every last drop, Selena began to pull her head from the base of his cock but was overcome by an odd sensation. The numbness washed over her body as she was **** to bury him down her throat once more. A few more meager drops of cum spurt into her stomach before she was able to finally pull him out, ‘Waste not,’ the voice in her head said.

Her mouth sounded like a champagne cork popping as Farod pulled his cock from her mouth, her tongue getting one last lick of his sweet tasting cum that beaded on his tip. Selena sat back on her heels and shut her eyes as her hand rubbed her belly, feeling the tight skin and the sloshing of warm cum inside. It didn’t take long for her body to begin processing Farod’s seed, her hands feeling the bloating beginning to reduce until her belly returned to a trim stomach and retained her hourglass figure.

“You are truly impressive,” Farod said as he put his cock back in his pants, “You are a one of a kind slut and will make a wonderful servant for Lord Azzan.”

“I’m glad you approve,” Selena said absently, distracted as the second part of her curse began. Her already massive tits wobbled as they began to grow, the tight top she wore only allowed them to grow up and deepen her cleavage. The tight leather top cut into her soft skin. She was nowhere near her previous size and she wasn’t eager to reach that point again but the extra few cup sizes didn’t bother her. If anything it made up for what Ionia had stolen from her in the forest.

Farod watched her grow with a proud smirk on his face before saying, “I suppose I owe you some supplies for your journey,” while reaching into a pouch in his pack.

Selena once more put a hand on her trim stomach, noticing she was satiated by his cum and was no longer hungry, “That’s quite alright. I’m plenty full, but I could use a place to sleep tonight.”

“Fair enough,” the orc said as he pulled a bedroll out of his pack and threw it on the ground, unrolling it in one smooth motion, “Come tomorrow morn you shall travel north from the city, failure to do so will result in me dragging you to Azzan myself.”

Selena yawned as she laid on the bedroll, appreciating the soft fur as she laid her head on her tits, “Like I said, you can trust me. I’m a woman of my word.”

Farod did not respond, instead he whistled to his hound who leapt to his side before leaning against a crumbling brick wall. The dog sat at his side as they both watched her get comfortable before fading into sleep.