The Pleasure Is Too Intense, And You Instantly Forget About Who's Fucking You

"Come on, bitch, drink it all!" your brother shouts as he cums in your mouth.

The taste makes your eyes roll back and you cum, instantly forgetting your train of thought. Who's fucking you again? You don't care. You just want more cocks. The next wave then comes in and start pounding away at you. This goes on and on. Days pass of nonstop fucking. You don't even know who you are anymore. Where you came from. Nothing.

Finally, the last orc sprays his cum on your overly abused body, and promptly leaves you alone in the center of the village, covered in gallons of orc cum. Your stomach and womb are filled with so much cum you look nine months pregnant with quintuplets. You don't move, you don't think, you just stare out into nothing, licking up some cum that oozes out of your mouth.

Faintly, you notice someone approach you. "Wow, they really did a number on you. Didn't they?"

Did someone just talk? You can't tell. Everything is such a haze that you barely register that you're being dragged from where the village **** you. Before you realize it, you're in a small hut, resting on a bed, as an orc cleans you with a wet rag. You don't recognize him, but then you wouldn't recognize your own mother at this point. He seems pleasant enough, and though you want him to fuck you, you are happy enough for his gentle touch.

Then another orc walks in, this one very large. You don't recognize him, either. "Hey, brother," he says. "Are you seriously taking the time to clean that cum dump? Why?"

"Because I just couldn't leave her out there like this. She's been through enough." the gentle orc responds.

"You're too nice, brother."

"Maybe. But I still feel the village overdid it with her."

"Can you blame them? A hot girl wanders into the village, naked, and a virgin. She was begging for it, in my opinion."

The gentle orc nods. "Maybe so. Oh, has there been any word about our little brother?"

The big orc shakes his head and sighs. "No. I don't... think he made it," he says, trying to hold back some tears.

The gentle orc nods and tries holding back tears of his own. "A sexually strong orc's life expectancy is incredibly short, especially for a runt. We should have seen this coming."

"That doesn't make this any easier! I never told him, but I did love the little guy and... I'm gonna miss him." the big orc then breaks down into tears. "Dammit! I should have gone with him! Kept him safe..."

"Don't beat yourself up, brother. It wasn't your fault. But I know how you feel, I too wish I had accompanied him." With those words, the room falls silent, and the two brothers hug each other. You don't know what these two are talking about, but can't help but feel like you are involved somehow.