Resign yourself to your fate and try to make the most of it

You often thought about joining the Farm when you were growing up, and despite being nothing more than breeding cattle now, you aren't opposed to being here. It's not the future you had imagined for yourself, but you don't think it's as bad as you initially thought. Since you were put in the private chambers, you'll at least you'll be taken care of reasonably well.

Just then, the door unlocks and a rather fat orc walks in. He's reasonably ugly, even for an orc. He's got a greasy body, with a little bit of chest hair, one of his tusks is broken, and he's got several ear rings in his left ear. Your eyes travel down to what's in between his legs. His cock is roughly standard size for an orc, at thirteen inches long, and three inches wide.

The orc notices you staring at his package and grins as he licks his lips. "So, pretty elf, how we do this? Hard way, or easy way?"

Status: Horny, female orc, sore abdomen