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Chapter 5 by SingingLark SingingLark

... an elf to an Orc Chieftain who hates elves? are you really going to follow through with this plan?

Are you crazy?

You glance to the side and truly see your reflection for the first time. Your delicate features, those lush red lips, the cascading yellow hair. The petite body could belong to a dancer, your modesty is barely covered by a drenched swim; it reveals not only the curves of your breasts and hips, but also delineates the very shape of your nipples. Fairly modest compared with most action MMORPGs you have played so far, but still the sensuous woman in front of you would undoubtedly inspire the worst carnal lust in any warm blooded male.

Fuck, what were you thinking?

You hear the distant cries of chaos and mayhem. You quickly look about. The unicorn is gone! There is a dress over there, by a tree, but you doubt you have time to put it on. The scrolls you read are gone. There is a basket apparently filled with flowers. You go in its direction, hoping there is something, anything more in there. What kind of Spy are you? And then he appears.

He wasn't merely tall. He was massive. At more than 7', the hulking green monster seemed strong enough to tear down trees if he wanted to. He was holding a bloodied axe on his left hand, and his open maw sported jagged yellow teeth. His torso was bare of armor, only scars covered a painfully masculine shape. You cant help glancing lower with apprehension, but gratefully that savage brute wore a loincloth.

There is no question that he saw you. And the hungry stare shoots a shiver up your spine. He starts striding towards you, and damn it, you run. Even if you know it is helpless, that your agile legs couldn't hope to outrun his powerful steps, you run like there is no tomorrow. You close your eyes, expecting the moment when those large, possessing hands will finally grab you, and then you trip!

You scream as his overbearing musk covers you. "Heh, what do I have here?" His hand seems to weight a ton as he holds your arms over your head. You bend your back but cant seem to escape his pin "Feisty lil lass, aren't you?" You kick him once, twice, three times, but it is as if you are hitting a stone wall. "One of us is going to enjoy this..." His palm grabs your neck and begins to tighten his grasp, slowly but surely. Air, sweet air, begins to elude you, and your lips tremble.

Yuliana Moonwhisper's kick deals 1 damage [1 base] to Orc Chieftain Horghar.
Yuliana Moonwhisper's kick deals 1 damage [1 base] to Orc Chieftain Horghar.
Yuliana Moonwhisper's kick deals 1 damage [1 base] to Orc Chieftain Horghar.
Orc Chieftain **** deals 10 damage to Yuliana Moonwhisper.

All your gamer instincts tell you this is the time to use your SURRENDER ability. You can easily recognize when a game developer puts an unbeatable boss in front of you. But damn it, you arent a Noob to give up. Instead you say...

"Horghar" you spit the name, almost in defiance. His hold on your neck, on your life, remains. But he stops. He seems immense, Seemingly taking the entire world.

UNDERCOVER STATUS LOST.

"You know me?" the brute asks, snarling. Almost sniffing for deceit. His fingers move down from your neck, and squeeze your breast. "How?"

It feels like fire under his hand, your sensitive nipples hurting like hell. "... I came to kill you". He laughs, squeezing you again. You scream, and feel tears running down your face. You feel him letting go your hands, only to feel the blunt of his backhand on your face.

Orc Chieftain **** deals 10 damage to Yuliana Moonwhisper. You now have a light wound.

"Are you one of those mages? Do you think I will let you cast a spell on me? I will kill you before that! I will FUCK YOU and then KILL YOU!" it screams, moving his hand to the loincloth. Your eyes widen in terror as you get the first glimpse of a manhood that is undoubtedly larger than your forearm!

Mustering your courage, you say "No... I am a virgin" the Orc barely has time to move when he hears the horse gallop, the unicorn apparently coming from nowhere. It is shining as bright as the stars, and his silvery horn pierces the shoulder of the Orc Chieftain. He gives a savage roar and reaches for his axe, but you have the good sense to kick the handle away.

Silver Unicorn's horn deals 450 damage [60 base, +50% charge; multiplied by 5 for protecting a virgin]. Orc Chieftain Horghar receives a mortal wound.

"Not... like... this..." the Orc Chieftain kicks back, his wound bleeding profusely. He again reaches for his loincloth, but rather than his cock, now he grabs a horn that he had. "You... will ... die." And he blows it, shortly before he passes out.

You grab the unicorn's mane as he again darts to the woods, and just pray you can hold fast.

What now?

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