What are you? A drama queen? Beggars can’t be choosers!

You’re actually quite relieved to be traveling with a party. Without even two coins to rub together, you couldn’t afford any supplies. Traveling with a party meant that you could easily share supplies with your comrades.

But you’re no freeloader of course. If you’re gonna mooch food and shit off the others, you were damn well gonna pull your weight when it came to work. Quite literally, you decided to become the party’s pack-mule. It was a no brainer. All those big orc muscles aren’t just for show.

Upon your insistence you fetched a large backpack frame from your home and piled up everybody’s extra luggage onto in before securing the small mountain of supplies, gear, and stuff with ropes and harnesses. Then you and the party set off from the town’s north gate with you carrying the entire party’s worth of luggage on your back.

“Jeez, no wonder Rufus wanted you to come along, Gus,” Aelys said, “Are you sure you’re alright?”

“Never better,” you replied.

“Ehehehe,” Rufus the trainee mage replied, rubbing the back of his head guiltily. “Sorry, but my backpack was killing me. I’ll make it up to you, Gus!”

“Why the hell are you bringing all those books and tomes anyway?” Aelys asked Rufus.

“Huh? What else am I gonna do at night?” Rufus replied.

“Sleep?”

“Pffffttt… Sleep is for the weak.”

“You better not be planning to use up our torches for reading at night!” Said Aelys.

“Relax,” Rufus said. He muttered something under his breath and extended his index finger. A small ball of light the size of a marble formed on the tip of his fingernail. “I’m a mage, remember?”

“I will be able to provide light as well Aelys, should there ever be a need,” Michelle said. She stretched out her palm and uttered a verse. A glowing orb the size of a tennis ball appeared and hovered over Michelle’s hand.

“Oh wow, so much BIGGER than Rufus’s,” said Aelys.

“HEY!” Rufus said.

Jill, who was walking up in front, slowed down to walk in step with the other two girls. “Tell us more about yourself, Michelle,” Jill said, “All we know about you is that you’re the new priestess that Aedan is infatuated with…”

Aedan who was marching up front was in the process of quaffing down a stamina potion for the long journey ahead. For some odd reason, he had decided to march in his full armor. He was wearing a polished steel breastplate with heavy leather spaulders, vambraces, tassets, greaves, and boots. Upon overhearing Jill, the stamina potion was expelled out of his mouth and nostrils violently.

“J-Jill! What the fuck? Don’t spout nonsense!” Aedan said between coughs.

“Awww, he’s gone red as a tomato,” Aelys said.

“S-shuddup sis!” Aedan said. “I-I’m going to scout ahead!”

And with that, Aedan ran off down the road.

“So obvious…” Aelys said to herself, smirking. Then she turned to Michelle. “But yeah, do tell us about yourself!”

Michelle had remained cool and composed throughout the whole episode of shenanigans. She nodded demurely and said, “Very well. I am Michelle Celacroix, acolyte priestess of Divinica. I have just started on my pilgrimage and have come to the Lutoberg chapel upon recommendation of my elders.

“Have you always been with the church of Divinica? Which Divine are you consecrated to? Are you a virgin?” Aelys fired off her questions in quick succession.

“Aelys!” Jill exclaimed in shock.

Aelys burst out in giggles. “I’m just messing around!”

“It’s quite alright Jill,” Michelle said, “There is quite a lot of mystique surrounding the church and clearing things up for the layman is a big part of the responsibilities of the clergy, such as myself.”

Michelle turned to Aelys, “To answer your first question, yes, I have always been with the church. I was a war orphan, one of many that were cared for by orphanages that the church had established throughout the middle kingdoms. Thus I’ve been raised in the church all my life.”

“Oh my,” Aelys said, looking intrigued.

Michelle smiled kindly, “As for my consecration, like many of the clergy, I had to make a choice when I turned 15 as to which of the nine Divines in the Divinica Pantheon I would dedicate my life to. I chose Luminesca, the goddess of light, truth, and purity. I stand here today as her most dedicated servant.”

“Oh wow,” said Jill, “I think this is the first time I’ve met a consecrated of Luminesca. What about you, Aelys?”

“My first as well,” replied Aelys, “Are they always so rare?”

“That is a good question,” Michelle said, “It is merely a matter of going where we’re most needed. Most of the needs of the middle kingdoms are adequately met by the devout of the other divines. In the far north however, there are threats from agents of darkness which the blessings of Luminesca are particularly potent against. Thus most of Luminesca’s devout, whether it be paladins or priests and priestesses, are sent to the north.”

“I see. Will you be going to the north as well in the future?” Aelys asked.

“If Luminesca wills it,” Michelle replied, “And I am a virgin.”

Now it was Rufus’s turn to sputter a potion. “Uhhh, I’ll just go see if Aedan needs some help up front, alright?” The red faced mage said and started to jog ahead.”

“I asked that as a joke, but I guess that is to be expected,” Aelys said, blushing mightily.

As the girls shared a fit of giggles, you tried to tear your eyes away from their fit nubile behinds which they wagged in front of you as they walked.

Your party’s destination is a village called Palan which was about three days away by foot to the northeast. It was a basic subjugation request. Goblins had been spotted in the hills nearby Palan and there were worries that there might be a den of them nearby.

The first day of travel went by without much fanfare. The weather was clear that night so you all camped out in the open and slept under the stars.

On the second day, your party managed to hitch a ride on a donkey cart headed to another village that was adjacent to your destination, Palan.

Your party arrived at the small hamlet of Tres by evening and the others decided to spend a night at the local inn. Tomorrow, the plan was to try to hitch another ride to the village of Palan.

There was just one problem. It costs fifteen coppers a bed per night and you were still broke as fuck. Luckily, you had a perfectly valid excuse to somewhat save face. You pointed out that the rickety bunk beds that the inn housed would never be able to hold your orcish weight, much less fit your hulking orcish frame comfortably. So you told your party you would go ask around the hamlet for a barn to sleep in.

You know, like a real pack-mule. LOL.

As luck would have it, the innkeeper told you that the neighboring farm had a barn nearby which they used to store hay. “Tell them Greg sent you, and they won’t mind letting you use it,” the innkeeper said.

So you left the luggage with the party and marched across a wheat-field to the neighboring farmhouse. You told the family living there that Greg had sent you and asked if it was okay to sleep in their barn.

They replied with “Who the dickens is Greg?” Before saying, “For sure, you can use the barn! Feel free, stranger.”

They even invited you into their home for a dinner of turnip and lamb stew in exchange for your company. So you ate your fill and told their wide-eyed children some greatly embellished tales of your adventures. You also put on a small magic show with simple cantrips to blow their young minds.

As it was getting late, you thank the nice folks and went back across the field to the barn. The interior was pitch black, so you summoned the same light orb miracle that Michelle had displayed a day prior.

Once lit up, it didn’t look so bad. The barn was dry and cozy enough. Near half of the floor was stacked with bales of hay. There was even a mound of fresh fine hay at the foot of the hay bales which you could make your bed.

So you kicked off your boots and made yourself comfortable on the bedding of hay. You were about to turn off the hovering light orb when the barn door suddenly creaked open. To your surprise, a lithe figure slipped inside the barn and approached the light.

You blinked several times at the late-night guest to make sure you weren’t already asleep and just dreaming.

“Michelle?” You called out.

The young priestess smiled. She was wearing her blue traveling cloak which she suddenly let slide off her graceful shoulders and pool around her feet, leaving her in a loose white blouse and nothing else.

“Uhhhhhh…” you said as your gaze traced the sleek nubile taper of her slim pale legs. The blouse managed to maintain her modesty, though the night breeze spilling in from the open barn door kept seeking to change that by fluttering the bottom hem of her blouse.

As Michelle approached you, she reached behind her head to let down her silky straight long hair which was the color of fair gold. Her hair framed her lovely face and highlighted her regal features. The light from your orb brought out the vivid contrast between her deep blue eyes and her lily-white complexion.

“Hi Gus,” Michelle said huskily.

“W-what are you doing here?” You asked.

“Coming to see you, silly.”

“Uhhhhhh…why?”

Michelle giggled and came to kneel beside you.

Holy goddesses, the hem of her blouse was riding so high up her thighs, but she had demurely clamped her thighs together, so as to not betray her modesty, whatever that’s left of it.

“You intrigue me Gus,” Michelle said, running her fingers up your arm, “Could you indulge my curiosity for a moment?”

“Okay, S-sure?”

“What are you?”

“Huh? I’m Gus.”

“What are you, Gus?”

“I don’t understand. I’m an orc?”

“Yessss,” Michelle said as she teasingly drew circles on your biceps, “What kind of orc?”

“The male kind?”

“Hee-hee, so I’ve noticed,” Michelle giggled. Gone was that regal, demure, cool priestess you had been traveling with for the past two days. You could hardly recognize her now. She looked so sensual, so naughty…

“Your skin is beautiful,” Michelle husked.

“Erm, thank you?”

“Are you a green orc or blue though?”

“Neither, I think.”

“Hmmm? What about your parents? Were they green or blue?”

“I don’t know,” you replied, “I was found by humans when I was a baby.”

“Aha, interesting,” said Michelle. She stopped teasing your skin and reached up to poke at your hovering light orb. The orb bounced away like a bubble before floating back in place. “You can use divine channelling, I see,” Michelle added, “Were you thought by others?”

“Y-yeah. We have a few priests and priestesses in our guild.”

“Which of the Divine Powers do you subscribe to?”

“Errrr…”

Michelle cocked her head sideways to study your reaction. God dammit she looks so cute, you thought.

Michelle spoke, “Prayers and hymns to invoke miracles can be thought to others and anyone can use basic miracles like this minor light orb, as long as they have a little faith in one of the nine Divines. So which of the nine are you devoted to?”

“I dunno…” You said, “No one in particular…”

Michelle giggled. “Fascinating. And now we have another clue,” she said.

You felt like you’re gonna lose it. Michelle smells so good right how. Of flowers and soap… and femininity.

“Can you use magic?” Michelle asked.

“A little…”

“Without chanting or memorizing their formulas?”

“Uh, well, yeah.”

Michelle suddenly got up and straddled your waist. You could definitely see under the bottom of her blouse now. Oh good, she’s wearing panties. But still, the heat of her pale flushed thighs was warming up your crotch. You felt your cock stir restlessly.

“Gus!” Michelle exclaimed excitedly as she looked straight into your eyes. Her beautiful face was heavily flushed. “Are you from the past?”

“Wuh… what?”

“Have you come from the time before the first era?”

“No… I don’t think so…”

Michelle looked a little bit disappointed. “Well, it doesn’t seem like you're lying, so I guess we’ll chart that as an unknown for now. Everything else fits though.”

“Fits? Fits what? What’s going on Michelle?”

Michelle bit her lip and slid her body lower. You felt her shift her weight on top of the massive bulge in your britches. “Oh, goddess… you’re huge,” Michelle whispered. She glanced at you with desire clearly building in her eyes.

Michelle started whispering, “Their skin, neither blue nor green, but both. Enlightened by divine and magical truths, its power became theirs to freely wield, whilst remaining completely unburdened by its laws. They ascended from the humblest of beginnings and descended upon the loftiest seat of heaven…” She muttered as if in a trance.

In your head, your orc dick was screaming at you to be let out of your pants.

“Hey Gus,” Michelle said, biting her lip again, “Can you keep a secret?”

You nodded vigorously.

“Only the most devout and chosen of Luminesca are aware of the fact that there are actually two facets to the goddess of light and truth…” Michelle said as she shifted lower still and knelt on the soft hay between your parted thighs, “There’s Luminesca who is the face of the Divine sect that all people are familiar with. But as a rule, where there is light, there is also shadow. And Luminesca has a shadow, her second facet. We believers call her Deminesca.”

Michelle started undoing the front laces of your britches.

Oh mai gawd. You thought to yourself. This is really happening! At long last, after so many years since you were fucking isekai’d. It was finally gonna happen! Thank you Jeezuz!

As Michelle worked to unwrap your monster cock, she resumed speaking huskily. “It was said that a very long time ago, Luminesca was purely light without shadow. She was the incorruptible source. The very pinnacle of virtue. So pure was her divinity that she was often considered the most worthy of the nine divines and was for a time, their revered ruler.”

“Y-you don’t say…” you mumbled stupidly as you watched the priestess’s dainty fingers at work.

“But then they came. New gods that were born of the earth. By most accounts, they were referred to as orcs that had skin that was both blue and green.”

“Oh shit that’s me…”

Michelle chuckled, “They were worldly, they were boorish, and they were utterly lacking in virtue. The divines utterly detested them, and none had more contempt for their conduct than Luminesca herself,” Michelle said and licked her lips. “However, in an effort to keep the peace and promote coexistence, the new orcish gods invited the Divines for a banquet. And if the current records on divine myths are to be believed, that was that. An accord was struck and mutual understanding was achieved.”

All you could think about was, Holy shit, why is she taking so long wih those damn laces?!

Michelle continued, “However, the devout of Luminesca maintains a slightly different record. One kept secret from the other divine sects and non-believers. This record tells of separate events that happened at the banquet. It says that the new orc gods had plied the Divines with luxurious wines and exotic fragrances which they had never before experienced or indulged. And then, drunk with bliss, the Divines descended into a deep slumber that lasted seven days and seven nights. And the orc gods? They carried off the female Divines - Persevonne, Remivera, Juliettca, and Luminesca back to their chambers and proceeded to ravish them ceaselessly for seven days and seven nights.”

“Oh jeezuz,” you groaned, feeling your britches strain.

Michelle giggled, “What’s a jeezuz?” She asked, “Anyway, after seven days and seven nights, the Divines awoke with no memory of what had transpired. All except one. There was one who knew full well what happened, and it was Luminesca. You see, due to her purity and incorruptible nature, the wine had a much lesser effect on her and she actually woke up on the third night, in mid-ravishment. Alas, her body had already betrayed her during her **** state. And she was inundated with virtue-breaking pleasure. It didn’t take much for her to completely surrender to the mighty orc gods after that. Thus they proceeded to conquer her in every way imaginable. And as Luminesca began to revel in her newfound pleasure, a new goddess was created out of her manifested contradiction in order to accommodate the new facet that was now a part of her. Thus, Deminesca was born as the shadow to her light. While Luminesca represents light, truth, and purity, Deminesca took on the facets of shadow, secrets, and lustful corruption.”

The last knot on your britches finally came undone and your massive cock exploded out of your pants, smacking hard against Michelle’s angelic face.

Michelle’s jaw dropped as she beheld the mighty blue-green schlong and its glistening purple mushroom tip that was towering over her face. “Oh goddess…” she whispered in awe.

Michelle seemed stunned for a long time. When she finally moved, she tried to wrap her small, dainty, lily-white hands around the base of your cock.

She tried. Really did.

“H-hey? Gus?” Michelle panted. Her entire face was flushed red and her eyes were still fixated on your cock, as if she couldn't look away. From the way her breathing rapidly picked up, you almost thought she was having some sort of panic attack.

“Y-yeah?” You said.

“Can you do me a favor?” She husked.

“A-anything,” you said.

“Could you please, please, puleeeeeeze use this beautiful orc cock to tame me completely?” Asked Michelle.