You can't resist.

“Fine I'll come with you.” You can hardly believe you are saying it, but all of the games you have played in your life makes the idea of a real ogre, and a real elf princess just to much to pass up. “I need to get dressed first. Do I need to bring a weapon or something?” You ask.

He reaches out with his massive hand and grabs hold of your arm. “There isn't time, the portal will close.” You are hauled outside, stumbling you try to keep up to his long stride as best as you can, but several times you would have tripped if it wasn't for his strong grip. “None of your clothes will survive the trip anyway.”

“Wait, what?” He pushes you in front of him suddenly and your body hits a glowing black disk you couldn't see till it was right there. “Whaaaaaaaaa......” You howl and hear your voice trialing off as the world goes completely black.

When you wake up you are lying on the ground in some kind of thick forest. Overhead a clutch of several trees block out most of the light. Bolting upright you also see you are naked and sitting on a fur bedroll. Your eyes quickly scan the area around you and see a nice campfire a second larger bedroll, and a full looking bag you are sure is a waterskin of the type found in every medieval role playing game. The sound of water rushing as if out of a hose behind you causes you to spin around to see the cause of the noise. The second you do you can't help but blush. The ogre is about ten feet behind you, one hand on a tree leaning on it, with his cock in hand taking a healthy piss. His cock is a fire hose, you can't help but think. It is easily eighteen inches long and no less then four inches thick. “Oh my god your cock is huge.” The second you say it you regret it.

“I am half again as tall as a human. I think it is pretty normal.” He says tapping it against the tree and taking two steps toward you, which cuts the distance in half between the two of you. “Do you want a closer look or something?” He asks taking a third step.