Sent to the breeding farms

"Since neither of you can do it properly and I won't break my vows there is only one way to ensure this elf is broken properly. I will take her to the breeding farms and once she is ready the two of you can fight over her. They will suppress her mating magics until one of you is ready to claim her" Your father says

Fear shoots into you light lightning and you try and run but your brother and your father catch you. Your old body looks upset but is powerless to stop you from being dragged off as the two orks take you to the village breeding farm.

Every ork once he became a man had to empty his balls at least once a week into something. Orks could not masturbate and a healthy adult ork should empty himself at least once a day. Mothers were always happy to help their sons but they were not always available. Thus the breeding farms where row after row of waiting cum receptacles were kept to be used. You had been a few times and unlike your mother the girls there were almost mindless in their lust.

All of this ran through your mind as your former father and brother brought you the entrance to the farm. Your struggles were pointless and soon you were handed over to a bored stable hand.

"I need this bitch broken in a week so put her in the pens," Your father said to the farmhand as your brother leered at you.

Status: Dark elf female, terrified