Jan, Gen and Kay

As they left the house, with Jan having changed, she asked, “So what should I be expecting?”.

Kay looked towards Gen, and he smiled. “Well, traditionally, orcs celebrate with painting of the body using earthy paints, drinking and dancing.”

Jan nodded, “So I should’ve worn something I wouldn’t mind getting paint on?” she asked as Gen crouched beside her for her to mount his back.

Kay shook her head, “That shouldn’t be a problem, as all the attendees will be naked when they are painted,” she explained as if it was a simple matter.

Jan blinked. “Wait, this is a nude party?”

The two centaurs laughed, “Well, yes, I thought you knew that?” Kay said.

Jan shook her head, “No, I didn’t. Kind of sounds adventurous,” she added hesitantly as she climbed onto Gen.

The ride out took about 40 minutes, but soon they found themselves at a small campsite. There were many Mythfolk already there as people were setting up decorations and stoking firepits for cooking food. Many of them already had paint on their body, many colours and patterns, many of which had clear handprints on their body.

As Gen was crouching for Jan to dismount, Kay took off her top and folded it up to put in a backpack. Gen and Jan followed suit, with Jan’s nipples hardening at the thought of the public exposure.

“Kay, Gen, you managed to come.” A large orc said as he approached them. He was naked and heavily tattooed, and Jan couldn’t help but look at his thick grey-green cock as it dangled between his legs. “And you brought a guest?” Jan noted he was not yet painted.

He then said something in his native tongue, to which Gen replied, “That is yet to be known.” He reached a hand down and grabbed the orc’s arm. “It is good to see you, Vidor; this is Jan. She is our neighbour.”

Vidor held out his arm, and Jan returned the same grasp. “I see she wears bands of gold and diamond?”

Kay laughed, “That is not the way humans remember. To her, it means she is Hi’yet to another.”

Vidor smiled and hugged Kay; his head reached her shoulder blades so his chin sat in her cleavage. “Well, that is a shame, as humans are also; what is the word?” He paused, thinking, “Bonded to only one,” he finished.

Kay and Gen laughed as Jan blushed. “You may find that is not the case,” Kay said.

“Oh,” Vidor looked back at Jan, and she saw his cock throb. “Well, this will be most interesting then. Come, food will be later, for now, we drink, and we paint, and I must say, Jan human, you have a most beautiful canvas.”

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