Bisexual

You love cock as much as pussy. You (might) get the most interesting spectrum of the story, ranging from female elves to male sorcerors and anything in between. Enjoy as we go on to the orcs!

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With the most courageous orc reaching out and touching you, you snap out of your train of thought. It hisses as its fingers touch the fabric of your hoodie.
"Soft! It must be an elf-friend!" it speaks. Sneers and noises of contempt follow this declaration, accompanied by what you assume are cursewords.
"Get it!" one voice says. "Yes! Let's eat it!" another voice, backing the first, is heard to say. "You shouldn't eat me!" you try, **** to get out of this bind.
Your voice trembles as you continue: "You'd make Elrond Half-Elven very angry! You know him, don't you? If you touch me any further, he will hear of this and slay you and all of your foul kind!"

Upon hearing that name, the orcs first cringe, but then regain their composure, even seem more hateful. "Get it!" the first voice speaks again. Now, a dozen clawed orc hands reach for you, tearing at your clothes. With your baggy hoodie, they have plenty of spots to grab on to you. Soon, you feel the fabric starting to tear.
"No! Please!" you cry out, but just as you finish pleading for mercy, it gives way and is ripped clean off your body. Squirming as you are, your breasts jiggle and
have the bad effect of drawing the orcs from their bloodlust into regular lust. A few tugs and your bra is torn off, your tits now free to be touched and groped by the dirty creatures. Before you know what happened, let alone are able to act, an orc with a raging hardon is sitting on your stomach, trying to grind its dick between your breasts.
"No! Get off! Go away!" you plead, but to no avail. "Help me! Someone!" And that someone does show up, like a deus ex machina. But you're not one to question providence.