Jessica Complies

Author’s Note: Cynthia’s story will likely have no alternative story branches. The intent of having a secondary character who can understand the language that the “main character” can not is more of an in depth explanation of the story and plot from a step removed. The story Cynthia experiences is the “canonical” story, were it to be a singular plot without branches. Cynthia was kidnapped just like everyone else, but has accepted her new role in life already.

That being said, enjoy the story.

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Unsure how to respond to that, Jessica quietly put her hands back in the loose wraps and adjusted her sitting position to take the pressure off of her knees.

“Thank you.” I said. “I’m not entirely sure what they’re planning to do with us, but it sounds like they will keep us…”

“So they’re not going to kill us or eat us?” Jessica asked? “And what do you mean they will ‘keep’ us?”

I looked down in embarrassment, “From what I could understand, I think they picked us out. This wasn’t a random ****.” I thought for a minute, “Fuut chose you to take. I think she wanted you specifically. She wants you to like her.”

Jessica looked at me, surprised. “So… what? We’re Orc Pets now? And I’m just going to be some Orc lady’s dog, wagging my tail and happy to see her whenever she shows up?”

Hearing Jessica say lady sparked a memory from my language learning. “Don’t use that word around them…”

More confused now, Jessica snaps, “What? Pet? Are we worried that they’ll get the wrong idea or something?”

I looked pensive, “No… not pet… ‘Lady’.”

“You can’t call orcs ladies?” Jessica seems confused by my concern about this.

“No… you can… it’s just that it doesn’t translate how you’d think. It translates to something like… ‘Honored and worshipped bearer of the future…’ like a very loved wife and mother or something.”

“Really? From saying ‘lady’?” Jessica seemed skeptical.

“Absolutely. With how rare it is to find sources to learn languages, almost every one I’ve seen opens with that as one of the first lessons.” Cynthia smirked, “And saying it to an Orc woman is akin to a marriage proposal. And if they picked us to take, I don’t know what they’d do if they already want us in some fashion for whatever this nurse thing is if we said something so… accepting and welcoming to them?”

Jessica thought about that a moment. “Well… at least they’re female… so we don’t have to worry about them making us into ‘mothers’… right?” Jessica chuckled nervously. “Not that orcs even like Half-Orcs… we would be the WORST ‘lady’s for them…”

“Yeah… thank goodness for that…” I said, letting that last comment sink in. Even if there was an orc that would treat me well, and fuck me… I would bear tainted half-breeds that would likely be slaughtered as inferior or weak shortly after birth.

Jessica yawned. We were interrupted in the middle of the night, and we’ve all been running on raw adrenaline since. I could see that Jessica was fading, and in **** need of some rest.

“Cynthia… you’d tell me if you knew more… if they said more… about our situation, right?” Jessica looked at me sleepily.

“Sure, Jessica. If I’m certain of anything, I’ll let you know.” It was a lie. A HUGE lie. I already knew more. I wanted the ‘more’ I knew about. If Jessica didn’t want the same ‘more’ she could fuck it up by knowing too much… I think that’s why we’re all in this holding area. Although I’m unsure how they will filter out who passes, and what to do with who failed… “Get some rest. I’ll keep an eye out and wake you if something happens.”

Jessica’s eyes closed and she drifted off to sleep.

I surveyed our surroundings, noting many girls that looked exhausted and scared. This new life is going to be rough for them. Some of them, like Darla, who was hauled out almost immediately, will likely vanish and never be spoken of again. Although, that’s what happened to the last generation of girls to be kidnapped… no survivors ever returned. Just a cautionary tale for the next generation.

I wonder if the town guards will come looking for us? Or are we already too ‘gone’ to even look for? There’s a couple girls that were promised to men in the town here, they might have a stray hero come look for them? Personally, I cut off the town boys looking for a roll in the hay a while ago after seeing those big green glorious orc cocks… no suitors seemed worth the trouble at that point. Besides, they’ve all settled on secretly fucking the Tailor’s son, a sissy boy by the name of…

Samuel! Oh shit, he’s here too! I do a double take, and realize it’s all girls here… and Samuel. Did they know that he isn’t a girl? I mean, he does dress up really cute. If he had a pair of breasts, and his face softened a little, he would definitely be passing…

He’s huddled against a wall. Probably just as confused about being here as the others. Who knows, maybe he’d enjoy some big green orc cock too though?

Some time passes, and the she-orcs return. Each orc is carrying a wooden bowl filled with… something…

Fuut’s face looks shocked when she sees Jessica ****. As Clow approaches me, I smile at her and look at Jessica. “She’s just sleeping. She was very tired, you did… take… us in the night after all.”

Clow smiles at me and looks over to Fuut, [My woman says your woman is just sleeping. Try not to scare her awake. You are hideously ugly up close.]

I stifle a giggle into a snort. Fuck… that shouldn’t have been funny… because I shouldn’t have understood it…

The orc sisters both look at me for a moment, processing if my response could possibly have been connected with their conversation. Fuut shakes her head at Clow, [Thank your ‘piggy’ over there, I’ll try to be gentle with my woman.]

Clow settles in front of me and sits, placing the bowl of thick white fluid next to me. “I have brought you a meal. We call it Orcish Nut Milk. My batch for you should be especially delicious.”

I smile at Clow, “That’s good. I’m sure you put a lot of work into it.” I stare down at the bowl, curious of what was actually in this ‘Nut Milk’.

Suddenly, Clow gets very close to my face, and her scent is warm, musky, and… arousing. She looks deep into my eyes, and her mouth moves softly as she whispers in orcish. [Do you know what I’m saying? Blink if you do.]

Panic covers my face and my eyes open wide. I struggle to keep my eyes as wide open as I can, not wanting anything to mistake as a blink, so that I don’t signal that I understand her…

Clow watches my expressions, and my lack of blinking. She gives a little smirk and says, [It’s too bad you can’t understand me. I was going to tell you about how I was gonna fuck you until your body ached for me to fill your insides with my love. My third leg swells big for you.]

I blush. A lot. My face turns so red that I’m sure Clow can feel the heat radiating off my face. Oh my gods… ‘Third Leg’?! She does have a cock! This orc woman, who likes me… who is aroused by me… has a big green orc cock!

Clow whispers softly so only I can hear her. “You know… if you could understand me before, I wouldn’t tell anyone… It would make your duties as a nurse much easier…”

I look her in the eyes, finally blinking. My desire is probably painted across my face at this point. My defenses have nearly been shattered completely.

[Be my lady. Just say ‘yes’ and you will be the happiest mother in the tribe…] Clow spoke softly and caressed my cheek as she basically proposed to me.

My head swims with thoughts. Questions I have no answers for, worries, lust, betrayal. I want this orc, and she wants me. Am I willing to be a traitor to humanity? Do I want this tribal life with these muscular she-orcs?

“Yes.” I state, with a smile.

There’s a groan from Jessica as Fuut ‘softly’ nudges Jessica awake. I’m shocked that she is still half asleep through that nudging… But I guess Jessica is gonna need a pretty strong fortitude and will if Fuut wants the same things from her that Clow wants from me…

Clow makes a request of me,