Choices of the Slave

You wake up with the warm sunlight on your face. The sky is dry without clouds, which is a terrible weather condition for crops. You get out of your bed that is made of simple straws. The bed isn't comfortable, it is itchy and sometimes can hurt you really bad after a a full night sleep. Males' comfort isn't that important to futanaris anyway. You put on simple clothes as usual and leave the small room. When you realize everyting is so quiet you remember that you were ordered to wake up your mistress early in the morning but it's already past noon. You rush to her room with panic and drop cold sweats on the way. You know she won't be happy when she notices the time. You open her door and something you see locks you in place and takes your breath. She is an old Orc with grey hair. She's got a huge bulge under the soft blanket. The bed she sleeps on is made of wool and can fit two fat cows but she still chose not to have you in.