Orc

The female...smiles. She looks you up and down and likes what she sees. Her eyes take on a sultry inviting look as she licks her front teeth hungrily.

In an instant you knew the score. In Orc society it was not uncommon for fool hearty young warriors to attempt to sneak into the bedchambers of the chieftain. Female Orcs were voracious lovers and usually welcomed the intruder. Most of these reckless souls perished in the attempt or soon after, but the ones that survived to tell the tale were regarded as living legends. Through the female gossip network word would soon get out on who the better lover was. If it was the chief the philanderer would be publicly humiliated then put to a swift death. If it was the young warrior who pleased the female more the chief would be honor bound to face the upstart who cuckolded him in single combat. If the young warrior won this contest the female would be his, along with everything else belonging to the old chief. Including the tribe!

Far fewer women were born to orckind than men so they could be choosy about their partners. While they were fairly powerless in Orc society they were extremely influential. Having a mate was a huge status symbol among your kind. Sexual prowess was an important skill for ambitious young orc males. Oftentimes the rape of the other races during Orc raids was as much about practice as it was about lust.

She puts her finger to hips, bidding you to be quiet. She slips from the covers and turns over. On her knees and elbows she presents herself to you.

...

You look at the sleeping male and take his measure. He would be a challenge in a fight, no doubt about it. Currently he still slept like the dead however.

You look back to the female. She looks over her shoulder with a twinkle in her eye as she awaits you. Then, to sweeten the deal, she produces one of the special rubies you were told to collect from under a nearby cushion. She waggles her ass back and forth. She tilts her pelvis to you. Her body was begging you to mount her.

She whispers. "Fuck me."

You grin. These were your ways. Your customs. You knew your role here.

You pull out your thick veiny green Orc cock and begin to stroke it's prodigious length. Her eyes widen and her smile grows. She VERY much approved of what you had to offer her. She sets the ruby down in front of her and reaches down to begin rubbing her pussy. She lets out a soft sigh.

It is not long before you are hard and she is wet and ready for you.

You carefully and quietly kneel down behind her and place a hand on her wide hip. You pause a moment.

You look at the slumbering mate and you back look at her eager expression. Shit. If you knocked her up your offspring would be doomed. You looked nothing like her mate. You knew from the goblin that these were real beings in the real world. You weren't even sure if these two knew what was going on like the goblin did. If this was any other race you wouldn't have worried. Half breeds could be abandoned without shame. But you knew your people and you had your Orc honor to think about. You would not bring a pureblood Orc child into the world, your heir, your blood, and leave it abandoned.

You spit into your hand and rub the wad into her tight backdoor. She lets out a gasp at the unexpected touch of her sphincter. She looks surprised by your boldness, her smile only grows.

You grin and place the fat tip of your cock against her asshole.

Do you satisfy the orc female?

• Make a Body Check: 1d6+0