Orc Metal

Mithra pulled Garland along giddily. He stumbled behind her as they made their way through the crowd. Finally, they found the actual line, and not just a group of people standing around. She bounced in their spot.

“I’m so excited! I love this band.” She grinned.

“This’s real music! This is gonna be way more ‘hard’ and complex than your idol music, Garland, so I don’t blame you if you need earplugs or something. It can get pretty loud.”

“That’s okay.” He furrowed his brow.

“I don’t think your music choice is bad or anything. Can you not **** mine? You know, when you insult my favourite music you’re also insulting my favourite Idol…”

“Sure, sure.” She waved her hand dismissively, annoying him. Garland crossed his arms and found himself looking somewhere else. His ears perked up as he saw two figures, a male and a human exchanging something near one of the open crew entrances. He had to fight against his programming in order to look away.

“Hm? What?” Mithra asked.

“People are selling **** here.”

“Yeah?” She shrugged.

Garland looked at her. “What kinda place are you bringing me to, exactly? Is this gonna be safe?”

“I dunno. The last concert these guys did I heard someone died! Isn’t that rad?”

“No?” He had no idea what was going on, but the line was moving slowly.

“Does this band support that type of thing?”

“It’s a METAL band, Garland. Everything they do is hardcore. You just don’t get it.”

“I-” He gave up and just waited beside her.

“Okay. I’ll keep an open mind.” He said that, but in his mind he was thinking otherwise. Garland had started the night being neutral to lukewarm on orcs. Slowly, Mithra was priming him against them with everything she said and he was not sure if it was intentional. He was suddenly getting a bit paranoid about gensurren and other Wired rumours that he assumed were just that.

The show itself was exactly what he expected. Loud. That being said, it was also not what Mithra expected. In the mosh pit that she was excited about, the band stopped the show when someone got hurt and they seemed to admonish all the people being overly rough. The lead singer, an orc with no shirt, spiked bracelets told everybody.

“We’re all here to have fun tonight! Friends don’t let friends act up. Stay cool, guys!” Garland clapped, though Mithra thought it was a bit of a drag, since she was one of the ones that had been rough.

Once the show ended, Garland wanted to leave, but someone had approached them during the last song and offered backstage passes. According to them, the band liked the way she knew how to jam and that Garland was also a model, polite crowd member.

“Maybe these guys aren’t so bad.” Garland remarked as they were led behind the stage by security. The high ceilings and bright neon lights of the concert hall were replaced behind the scenes by narrow halls lit by fluorescent white lights. The wrap room had all different kinds of people in it. There were plastic tables set up with tons of food and the band itself was sitting at a bar that had been set up at the back of the room.

“You all are free to enjoy all of this. Also feel free to meet with the band members but don’t crowd them. Enjoy.” The man offered politely before exiting.

“Huh.” Garland felt pretty safe. Unusually so. Mithra on the other hand was completely losing it.

“Hey, what’s up?”

“Ohmigod! They’re right there.” She whispered.

“Should I just walk up to them? No… Garland, do I look cool right now? Do I look hard?”

Garland looked down. “You’re getting hard, but I don’t think that’s what you meant…”

“Sh-shit! Stand in front of me until I lose my stiffy.”

“Kay…” The fox sighed and stood in front of his date as she led him around by the shoulders from behind, like she was piloting him. As he was waiting for Mithra’s erection to die down Garland idly managed to catch another exchange near the corner of the room. He observed cautiously. The recipient was a fox with short, spiky red hair. She wore a leopard print strap around her perky breasts that showed both top and bottom cleavage. Completing her concert attire was a short black jacket and jean shorts that were a size too small, undoubtedly, because they opened at the button to show off a tuft of red pubic hair. Garland stared at them talking for a little while, then he saw security hand the orc a drink and a tablet. With his back turned to the waiting fox he dropped the tablet into the drink and handed it to the girl with a wide small.

“Shit!” Garland gasped.

“What?” Mithra looked around.

“Is one of them coming up to us? How do I look?” She asked nervously.

“Not that, that guy is about to **** that girl!” You pointed it out.

“He dropped something in her drink.”

Mithra gasped. “No way! That’s the band’s drummer… Damn, that’s hardcore…” She remarked.

“Stop saying things that are wrong and bad are hardcore or metal!” Garland shouted, running away from her to reach the fox. Garland crossed the room, arriving just as she was about to bring the drink to her lips.

“Watch out!” He slapped the drink out of her hand. It crashed to the ground. Everyone went quiet and turned to look, and also heard Garland shout.

“He put something in that drink! That orc just tried to **** you!” He felt some kinship with the fox, but also his k9 instincts had kicked in and he wasn’t able to stop himself from acting. In the training, he was the only one permitted to plant **** on people, or in things. There was a very notable silence, then a low murmuring. The the orc bandmate rubbed the back of his neck and looked embarrassed.

The redhead fox finally chimed in and said. “Yeah. I asked someone for a tummy pill.”

“That was a seltzer pill, dude…” The orc offered as security caught up with Garland and grabbed him. The band started to assemble as another guard grabbed an extremely red in the face Mithra and brought her over.

“Hey, wait a minute… Why’s she got a hard-on?” Mad Myk, the lead singer with the goatee asked.

“I thought we were all cool here…” Firenzee, the bassist, shook his head with disappointment.

Jaim-Over, the lead guitarist clicked his tongue and wagged his finger. “Why is it so hard to have safe spaces free of sex and discrimination? It’s so not nice. Look.” He pointed.

“She’s getting even harder as we’re talking about it!”

“I- I can’t help myself! W-what about sex positivity?”

The drummer, Caliphstetics informed her. “Sex positivity to the extent that it doesn’t interfere with others' right to be free of oversexualization and perversion. There’s totally a line. But, let’s be real fellahs. Some people just can’t control themselves and we gotta respect that to an extent. You didn’t mean to pack a huge, hard sausage in your pants, did you?”

“N-no, definitely not!”

Mad Myk sighed, nodding along. “To be fair, little…” He respectfully stopped and asked Garland.

“Hey, sorry if this is intrusive but can I ask what your pronouns are so I can address you properly?”

“Oh, uh, sure. It’s he/him. I’m Garland.” He blushed anxiously.

“Thanks. This little Bro here was just looking out for one of our concert going ladies. Even though his accusation was off-base and offensive, and loaded, the assumption was grounded based on what he saw, I’m guessing.”

“I kinda just dropped it in her drink outta sight and handed it over.” The drummer explained.

“Well shit, looks like this was all just one big misunderstanding. What do you all say we forget this happened and keep the good times rolling?”

“Yeah!” The rest of the band agreed. The crow clapped for the resolution.

Garland was let go with Mithra. The two stood together out of the way. “These guys are really nice.” Garland smiled.

“These guys suck.” Mithra frowned, crossing her arms.

“Not hardcore at all…”

“What exactly were you expecting?” Garland asked suspiciously.

“I dunno, but let’s get outta here. This scene’s kinda l… ame?” She paused mid word as she turned and saw one of the big orc security guards.

“What?” She squinted at him.

“Waddaya want?”

Another guard cornered Garland and the two were pulled discreetly out of the room into a supply closet with spare amps and tones or wiring criss-crossing the floor. They were shoved into the room where at least two more orc security officers were waiting.

“Those guys suck.” The guard sighed, shutting the door behind him.

“That’s the problem with modern orcs. No spine.” Another said. He was wearing a black t-shirt that was far too tight on him, and a black ballcap. All of their shirts, naturally, said security.

“They don’t even got the guts to punish someone when they insult us to our face. You think we’re all rapists and **** dealers and gangsters? Huh?” He grinned with the others and pushed up off the amp.

“Nobody can hear us back here. You know what we do to ignorant bastards like you?”

Garland looked at them incredulously. “Surely it wouldn’t be to do all of those things you just said that orcs don’t do.”

“Th-” He opened and closed his mouth a few times, then rolled his eyes and just said.

“I don’t gotta explain myself! Get em!” As the other three grabbed Mithra and Garland, two on Mithra and one on Garland, Mithra looked up at the head of security and gasped.

“Wait a minute! You’re Pat Worst! You were kicked out of the band for unknown reasons last tour after that guy died in the crowd!”

“Why’re you spouting exposition…” Garland mumbled.

Mithra stared the orc down, ignoring Garland’s snarky remark. Pat smirked, cocked his head to one side and asked.

“Oh yeah? I was a bit of a bad boy. Wasn’t allowed on stage but they were too nice to let go of me all together. So here I am. I bet you got lots to say, huh?”

Mithra’s eyes sparkled. “You’re my favourite! You were hardcore!”

“Oh shir, really?” He blinked. The guards looked at each other in confusion.

“Yeah! Yeah! Can we recreate that moment where some fan walked up on stage and you punched them in the uterus?” Mithra asked giddily.

“Uh, Maybe?” Pat shrugged.

“Point is, you’re getting punished.” He went to a case on one of the shelves and opened it to procure a syringe with purple liquid, and another with green. He handed the green off to the man holding Garland, and the purple off to Mithra.

“H-hey… What’s that?” Mithra gulped.

“No way you’re actually gonne-” She thought he was blushing when he tore at her shorts and brought the syringe close to her cock, but she yelped and closed her eyes as he actually injected half into her cock, and the other half into her balls.

Garland was watching that and began to struggle in earnest. “H-hey! Get off me! What is that!?” He asked uselessly as the green was injected fully into his balls.

For Mithra an incredible building heat built in her cock and her balls. Her member felt incredibly sensitive, and also felt like it was rock hard in terms of strain, even though she was actually quite soft and only getting softer each second until finally her whole member began to drip into a purple pool between her feet. She shuddered and moaned, feeling intensely strange as her whole cock sloughed off at the base and crumpled into a goopy pile on the floor with her balls until all that was left was her pretty, twitching cunt. She was panting and sweating and staring in horror down at it, wondering out loud.

“H-hey… Hey, put it back!” She looked up at Pat and he just grinned, grabbing a big handful of the silicone-like goop.

“Please?” She begged.

“Pretty ‘hardcore, huh?” Pat nodded, rubbing Mithra’s melted, siliconized cock around his own larger, rock hard member. She watched with a forlorn expression as her own former member dried and formed something that looked like a purple condom around Pat Worst’s cock. Her own was completely usurped, and made into a tool that was undoubtedly going to be fucking her very soon.

Beside her, Garland squirmed as his balls throbbed. “W-what did you doooo…” He groaned.

“Itchy.” He complained idly, crossing his legs. Luckily his balls and his cock, no matter how tiny it already was, did not just melt off of him like it did with Mithra’s. His seemed to have a different effect.

“Th-that’s mine.” Mithra said weakly, watching as each orc took a handful of her melted member and made their own condom around their superior cocks. She fell to her knees, dejected and looked up to see Pat’s cock over her head. She was picked up from behind in a lock with the orcs hands behind her neck, woven. She could not get away. Pat got close in front of her and inspected her, turning her chin side to side.

“I think you learned your lesson. You learned that being an orcs wife is basically your life goal, right?” he smirked.

“No?” Mithra glowered through her bangs. Her face became warped as Pat suddenly hooked his cock up into her ass and started fucking her.

“O-ohhh~ Oh god~” She groaned. His cock was slick and so, so warm. It felt good. Somehow she seemed to be able to feel the condom-like membrane around his dick as it thrust into her tight ass. It was like she was fucking herself. It was a longtime dream, but not one she wanted to see carried to fruition like this. Her eyes frew unfocused and she began drooling from the pleasure, but that was only the beginning because another security guard brought Garland to his knees beside her.

Garland looked up at the massive, attractive orc member surrounded by purple and gulped. He knew what the man wanted, but he wasn’t sure if he should give in so easily. The orc stared down at him and stated.

“If you don’t cooperate, she’ll get it worse.”

“Fine…” Garland exhaled, leaning up to lick his cock.

“Garland do-” She could not finish that sentence. As soon as the sensation of being licked, fucked and fucking her own ass all blended together her brain had a short circuit. Mithra dizzily grinned, drool leaking down her chin. Garland was not aware of what she was feeling, and the fox was… something of a fan of cocks, so he got a bit carried away with lovingly sucking and fawning over the random security guard’s member. It only managed to short Mithra’s brain even further when he was so excellent at stimulating the membrane around that orc’s member.

“M-mine… Still m-mine…” She mumbled as her body twitched and came while being relentlessly fucked in the ass.

“What’s that, dear? You wanna keep this stuff in a jar at our place?” Pat mocked.

Garland was already feeling close. The silver-haired fox had been, for a long time, able to cum from just oral and the warmth and taste of the purple membrane condom tasting and feeling like Mithra’s triggered his little member to twitch and spurt hard, harder than he ever had. The orc took his shock and used it to **** his cock deep into Garland’s tight throat, causing Mithra to twitch and cum again as he cummed into the membrane, filling it, and therefore giving Mithra the feeling of her member being filled… At the same time Pat’s cock burst and filled his own inside her ass.

“T-too much!” She squirmed.

“G-gonna b-” The membranes both popped due to the sheer amount the orcs came. Mithra came a third time, then passed out. She slumped over Pat.

Garland was being shocked by the volume of his own orgasm as his load seemed to turn wrong… It turned green before his eyes and each spurt seemed to make his sack tighter and tighter until there was no longer anything holding his cage in place. As his balls completely flattened and tightened into his taint, emptied onto the floor as a pile of green slime, the cage fell off for the very first loop and he was free, but his little twitching cock was not hard and could not become hard. The prick was still leaking green.

As the security guards were swapping places, Shedu opened the door with a green and purple slushy in hand, saw what was going on and immediately about faced to exit back into the hall. She just kept on marching away.

Garland panted, thinking. Th-that cock was delicious and awesome… it felt so warm in my throat… I’ve known for a while that it isn’t just Mithra’s. He blushed and gritted his teeth. And licked the cock of the next security guard happily.

But it’s hard to come to terms with just how much fun this is~

Thank you for reading! If you enjoyed this story and want to read more of it, more Chapters are currently available to read at https://www.patreon.com/TVWintergreen I upload new chapters every week day with extra content also being released constantly to my discord for Extra Tier Members."