Talk to the elf boy, there seems to be a lot on his mind

"Thank you," you say as you take the bread and start eating. He doesn't answer. "Want some?" you ask as you hold out the bread for him.

His eyes light up, and reaches for it, but stops himself. "I... I can't... I'm not allowed."

"Really? There's more here than I can eat. Please, have some. I won't tell anyone."

The elf finally gives in and swipes the bread from you, eating it in record time. "Don't they feed you?" you ask.

"Garbage," he responds as he helps himself to some meat on the plate. "And that's on a good day."

"How old are you?"

The boy chuckles. "Only fifteen."

You take some meat for yourself and ask, "How did you get here?"

The boy stops eating and pauses for a minute. "I... my parents and I were having a picnic when we were ambushed by orcs. Though my parents were both strong warriors, we were caught unprepared, and quickly overwhelmed. We were brought here, my Mom fought them every step of the way. But because of that, she was put in the stables and... she was **** by a hundred orcs the first day, while my father and I were **** to watch. By the end of the day, she was an orc loving whore. Dad and I were **** to watch Mom give birth to her first orc and... she loved every moment of it. As soon as the orc was born, she begged to be impregnated again, mocking my father's penis size in the process. My father died from the despair that day, and I was dragged off to be a ****."

"I'm sorry," you say, never knowing things like that happened here. You start to realize why orcs are so hated among so many races. "Is your mother still here?" you ask.

The boy nods. "Yes. But she's not my mother anymore."

"What do you mean?"

The boy sighs. "About a week ago, I was allowed to see what my mother had become. She... she didn't even recognize me. The orcs told her I was her son, but she refused to believe it. She said that because I wasn't an orc, I couldn't possibly be her son. And that was it. My will broke that day. Now I'm just as obedient as anyone addicted to orc cum. Even though I've never tasted it."

You don't know what to say, and for some reason, tears fall down your cheeks. The boy doesn't say anything more, but you notice a tent in his pants. You wonder if thinking about his mother turned him on, or if it's seeing your gorgeous naked body. Either way, it looks painful for him.

Status: Horny, female orc, addicted to orc cum