With uncertainty, you agree to the witch's bargain

With a deep breath, you say, "I... agree to your terms. Remove my corruption to your heart's content, witch."

"You sound unsure of yourself, orc. No matter," the witch says as she rests her hands on top of your mates' heads. She then start chanting in a strange language and you hold your mates' hands tightly.

Isabelle and Miranda's bodies then glow in a radiant blue aura and their faces light up. After a minute, the light dies, and the witch takes several steps back. Both Miranda and Isabelle look around, confusion running rampant in their faces. Your heart can't take much more of this, though you do trust them, the fear that they'll hate you is ever present.

"Ladies," the witch says. "Step forward and look upon the one who defiled your bodies and impregnated you."

Both Miranda and Isabelle stand before you and look you over carefully. Their lust for you is completely gone, and you can hardly recognize them as the two mates you've grown to love over the past few months. They study every part of your body, very carefully deciding how they feel about this. They both then run their hands over their pregnant bellies, and you see tears run down their faces. You can't read their expressions at all. Are they happy, are they sad, are they angry? You can't tell.

The witch then comes between them, and rests her hands on their shoulders. "Well, ladies, how does this make you feel? This orc **** and tricked you into submitting yourselves to his desires. He made whores out of you. Sullied your bodies with his spawn. Took you from your friends and family. And defiled your bodies day after day, without pause."

Your two mates are silent for a painfully long moment, and every second they remain so is like pure ****. "I..." Miranda finally speaks up. "I hate him..." Your heart nearly shatters at those words and the witch grins viciously in her victory.

"And you?" the witch asks Isabelle.

Tears fall from your eyes as Isabelle looks at your with absolute hate. "I want to kill him for what he did to us."

The witch throws her head back and laughs madly. "It would seem like you lost, orc. Now, your lives are mine."

"Miranda... Isabelle, you... didn't mean that, did you?"

Both Miranda and Isabelle look away from you and despair floods your soul as you fall to your knees. The witch then comes up to you, resting her hand on your head. "You see, orc? What you thought was love was only their uncontrollable desire. They never once loved you, never once wanted to be with you. Every moment they spent with you was agony. You should be grateful though, not very many orcs know this truth you just discovered. You should feel honored."

You would be angry by the witch's words, but you're too destroyed to let them even bother you. "What now?" you ask as your voice cracks.

The witch giggles. "You're mine now, so I shall do with you as I please."