What else can you do? You’re a fucking baby!

“Waaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh” you screamed.

Beyond the forested hills, a long mournful canine howl could be heard.

You decided wisely to shut the fuck up for now.

You managed to roll on your tummy and tried to crawl, but it was useless. Your limbs were too underdeveloped.

You managed to get a good look around though. You are inside the ruins of an old crumbled tower. Parts of the wall are still standing but there is no roof.

Suddenly, you heard some loose rocks falling somewhere. You froze and kept your ears peeled.

You then heard footsteps.

Then voices.

“There can’t be anything here. This tower is ancient,” a male voice said.

“Since when has Katheryn’s hearing been in doubt?” A female voice asked. “She could hear a leaf fall in a forest.”

“I’m not saying she didn’t hear anything. I’m saying that what she heard isn’t worth investigating,” the male voice said, “It was probably was just the wind or something.”

A tall figure suddenly appeared from behind the wall to your right. It was a young man with blonde hair wearing a light metal cuirass, blue cloak, and brown clothes. In his right hand was a long sword while a buckler was attached to his left.

“See, nothing here…” the man started to say, and then, “Holy shit! What’s that!?”

The young man immediately entered into a combat stance. He pointed his longsword at you.

A second figure approached from behind the wall. This time it was a young woman. She was dressed lightly in travel clothes - white blouse and burgundy pants that snugly hugged her sleek nubile curves. The woman had long wavy black hair and was very beautiful. So much so that you immediately forgot about the sword pointed right at you the moment she appeared.

The young woman gasped upon seeing your butt-naked little blue-green body frolicking on the stone pavement. “Oh Goddess! It’s a baby!” She said.

“It’s an orc,” The young man growled.

“It’s just a baby! Put your sword away Lucas!” The young woman hissed.

Lucas sighed. “Surely I don’t have to mansplain to you what an orc is, Adrianna?” He said.

As the couple bickered, you couldn’t help but notice how similar the names and slangs that the people of this world use are compared to your old world. Lucas? Adrianna? Mansplain?! Sheesh, you’re feeling more at home already.

“I know what an orc is,” Adrianna said, “Do you know what a baby is?”

“I know that orc babies grow up to be rampaging serial rapists!” Lucas said.

“That’s a horrid stereotype of orcs!” Adrianna shot back. “You know not all orcs are like that! Just mostly the red and brown ones.”

“I dunno, I’ve heard plenty of stories of green and blues as well,” Lucas said.

“And you’ve conveniently never heard of human rapists have you?”

Lucas snorted and looked away.

“Humans and most of the green and blue orc clans have been at peace for nearly a hundred years. Grow up!” Adrianna snapped.

Adrianna side-stepped around the wary swordsman and came over to you. She gently knelt down beside you. “Hey there little guy,” she said kindly, “don’t be scared.”

Holy shit, you thought to yourself, she smells so good. Like flowers and… well, girls.

You could hear more voices and footsteps approaching.

“Hey guys! Find anything?” Someone called out.

Lucas replied, “Yeah! We found an orc.”

“Baby!” Adrianna yelled back.

“Orc baby?” Another faceless voice replied.

You started to wonder how many people were out there. Maybe God did drop you near civilization after all.

One by one, more characters popped out behind the old wall. In the end, you counted 12 people in all, all dressed in traveling/adventuring outfits. The troupe was evenly divided into six men and six women. The men started poking around the tower. Meanwhile you found yourself surrounded by six cooing, incredibly attractive, young females.

“Oh mai gawd, he’s soooooo cute!” Gushed one.

“I just want to gobble him up! Eeeeee!” Said another.

“What a very curious color,” said the third.

“He’s absolutely adorable. We can’t leave him here.”

You almost couldn’t wrap your head around how good looking everyone was. It wasn’t just the women. Even all the men were each handsome and dashing in their respective ways. You felt like you were on a movie set or something.

Of course, most of your attention went to the females. As you gazed up at them, you could feel something stirring inside of you. Something primal. Something instinctual. Something that roils and excites the ancient orcish blood in your veins.