Years later

The war must've ended a while ago, considering how long it's been since the last visit from one of the king's envoy. Not that either of them care about distant war anymore; The autonomous wooden puppets keep the tower's food cellars stocked for Xena, and Xena's seed keeps the Stella well-fed and happy.

Stella, who has basically been reduced to a broodmare for the green bimbo, has had many litters of adorable half-orcs babies. When she's not being ravaged by her buff bedfellow, the witch often has at least two little mouths drinking her milk. Sadly, her reduced brain functions don't allow her to do much more than that.

Fortunately, the witch's circle of friends and confidants have stepped up to help take care of her many children, giving them the best upbringing and education that they can offer. Unfortunately, Stella's friends are mostly criminals, assassins and self-serving knaves, leading to the half-orcs education being slightly skewed towards... chaos. That, and they find it pretty entertaining to see how low the mighty witch has fallen, giving them no incentive to try and rescue Stella from a predicament where she seems to be rather happy anyway.

Stella's cum diet, sedentary lifestyle, and multiple pregnancies has left quite the toll on her body, much to Xena's liking. The bimbo particularly enjoys fondling the enchantress' curves, leaving bright red fingermarks all over her big soft body. The witch's big belly is littered with stretch marks, her huge creamy tits are now crowned by massive bumpy nipples, her thighs are thick and wobbly, and cellulite has become a staple of her voluptuous ass.

If there was ever a part of her mind that felt shame, it was smothered long ago by a torrent of orc bimbo jizz. Her life is nothing but bliss, and she wouldn't have it any other way.

Xena is just as happy, having found in the witch a perfect fucktoy and cum receptacle, her tiny brain wanting nothing more than to fuck her gorgeous slutty witch every day for the rest of her life.