Orc Culture & Biology

Variants are often known by certain colloquial names, but the one that stuck for this chapter's subject is 'Orc.' There is very little speculation concerning the origin of this term. The first known reference is from the Latin 'Orcus', which refers to hell. The direct derivative of 'Orcus' eventually spawned the term 'Orco', which referred to a generic demon or monster. It is here we note that the originator of the name we use today is somewhat insulting. It refers to a basic being that carries monsterous features or qualities, and does not instead refer to any specific or unique quality the variant itself carries. That tradition is continued in the English and Old English terms respectively, which are the now common 'Orc' and 'Orcreus'.

The Roman Empire was the first to encounter orcs in the west when their borders met the borders of Germania, the Balkans and European Steppes. They were not the first to encounter sub-types of orcs. After just a few years of fierce fighting and resistance, the Romans, the most advanced empire at the time, referred to the land that the Variant Type occupied as Orcus, or 'hell.' The Roman Empire would never be able to take Germania, or fully occupy the entirety of the Balkans, but the hordes, as they were called, were able to be contained along geographic lines throughout most of their history with the empire.

Centuries after the fall of the Roman empire to infighting two terms appear in historical records.

(( You come across your first note in the margins. A very simple: “Doesn't bring up how the Roman Empire fell. Might write something about that later.” ))

The Italian Orco, to refer to the people of Orcus, and the old English Ocreus. The meaning behind Orcreus has it's history rooted in English history. In the late 13th Century the Variant type experienced a spike in population in response to years of prosperity due to successful raids against weak neighbors. The Medieval European Variants built crude ships and crossed the Channel, raiding and pillaging the English coastline to devastating effect. Modern orc enclaves still exist in areas of Great Britain to this day because of these successful raids. It was because of these invasions however that the term came about, since Orceus translates roughly from Old English to mean 'Ferocious Sea Creature.' To the English at the time, they had no concept of what these men were or where they came from, though it is questionable whether they would have had some mild contact centuries prior through the Roman Empires occupation. Eventually, as the English language developed over time the term was shortened to just orc. That term was then spread around the world by the British Empire during their conquests and subsequent occupations.

Biologically, the Variant ranges between five and six feet tall, but also averages as being far heavier than a human being in that same height range. Their body to mass ratio would be considered deadly and unhealthy to a human, elf, dwarf or gnome but for them, all of that weight has a clear use and purpose. They have skin-tones in shades of green, though some sub-types exist with differing skin-tones. They are best identified by their wide, snout-like noses and thick tusks. Their brains are as large as a humans, but comparatively small when skull-size is taken into consideration. This does not contribute to a lack of intelligence, as is commonly assumed, simply a difference in thought process. The variant has coordination and senses far above that of a human, even though these Variants tend to test low when it comes to abstract problem solving they excel at mathematics when conceptualized using physical examples. Despite numerous attempts to present the theory as fact, orcs do now have low relative intelligence to humans. The best way to explain how refers to the way some humans may not have an internal monologue while others do. The human beings without the ability to speak with an inner voice are not less capable, they simply think differently.

The Variant as a whole is capable of learning and recognizing languages other than its own, however in the past their discomfort in speaking an alternative language has contributed to the myth that the Variant is less intelligent via the concept that they are incapable, or less capable.

Concerning European orcs in particular, they are the most successful among all Variants that have technically reached a biological dead end while having a biology similar to a humans. The Variant exists exclusively in male form and their breeding produces exclusively males of that Variant, which will of course only produce males. They are capable of breeding with any other humanoid Variants and are highly driven and evolved towards being able to do so through a biological process of assimilation.

It begins with a special saliva being introduced to the subject female's throat through some means. Usually a kiss. This is naturally produced by the orc's body in response to arousal. The saliva contains a special enzyme that latches onto the walls of the throat and softens it, allowing the orc to massage and tighten it from the outside until the subject female is only capable of oinking, grunting or squealing. The knowledge of how to do this seems to not be learned, but carried in their genetic information. This process can also be healed through magical and medical means, and is not the end of the world if it happens to you or someone you know.

The second stage involves the act of copulation. Through pre-ejaculate, the female body is enabled to produce a cocktail of new, potent hormones and chemicals. It is at this point that the subjects biology, particularly their brain, will alter to become more in line with the orc's. This part of the process is irreversible through medical means and requires intensive magical therapy and restructuring. It is also understood that if the subject is left in this stage for too long, or if they remain pregnant as a result of an orc encounter it will be completely irreversible, at least when it comes to the European Variant of orc.

The third and final stage, pregnancy, is the point at which a woman's biology completely flips. While retaining her appearance to an extent, she is effectively a member of the orc species from that point on. Breast tissue and other feminine fat stores expand to attract mates form that group and her body overcompensates, pulling nutrients from parts of the subjects brain and muscles. Subjects have been known to retain some memories but will commonly revert to a state of ignorance, occupied primarily by the desire to give birth and be bred by a male. Most notably, their mental state shifts to working in a similar way to that of the orc, which is a jarring, mind bending experience for most females subjected to the assimilation.

Culturally females of all other races serve an important role to orcs. The represent an integral part of their life-cycle. As loathe as others would be to admit, their **** drive to integrate females is both logical and necessary to their survival. The European orc culture views women in a very paradoxical fashion. On one hand, females as a whole are valued highly. They protected, treated kindly and almost placed upon a pedestal in orc culture. On the other hand, this treatment is most similar to the way a master treats a favored pet. There does not seem to be an orc society that I have encountered that treats females with a level of respect we expect from a modern society. This is a large barrier to integration and the main source for friction, as an orc that has no concept of modern societal norms is driven to, and logically justified in ****, impregnating and integrating as many women as possible. Education is an important step in counter-integration for these people.

In advising those who do not wish to end up joining the orc Variant species as a permanent breeding partner it is important to consider the main threats. The first is of course that any sexual or physical interaction with an orc can lead to lasting biological consequences for a woman. A one night stand will often become a lifetime commitment. When you are around an orc as a woman you need to be aware that the males are biologically driven to integrate you. Practice awareness against vectors such as saliva and precum and you will not be perfectly safe, but you will be on the way. The most important line of defense is quite simply communication. As has been brought up numerous times, Orcs are capable of understanding language and diplomacy. It is important to set clear, strict boundaries if you are going to be around an orc as a woman. These provide unambiguous stop-gaps that will prevent an educated orc from taking liberties.

Modern orcs are quite capable of quelling their biological urge in order to live stable lives among other species. It is possible to have a vibrant sex life with an orc by practicing safe sex via the use of a dental dam for kissing, and a specialized condom for intercourse. Once those vectors are accounted for, an orc is simply another man that you should feel comfortable dating, if desired. Culturally, orcs are dominant, generous lovers that protect their own. Even if you are not being altered biologically, an orc you are with will still be driven to protect you as if you were for the duration of your relationship, which makes them particularly caring mates. With that being said, orcs do eventually tire of a female if they go for too long without changing or accepting pregnancy. At that point in the relationship it is important to consider the possibility of removing protections. This option should not be taken lightly, as it is a functional ending of your life, but as someone who has lived and worked among these cultures, the females that have undergone the process are quite happy and fulfilled in their lives.

It is worth noting that it has become more difficult for orcs to sustain their numbers with the advent of modern laws and regulations surrounding integration of variant species. Without willing participants in their culture it is likely that orcs will die out within the next four to five decades. As someone that knows these Variants well, it pains me to see any die out. It is my belief that all creatures and cultures deserve a chance to live their lives in a way that does not intersect harmfully with others. It is for that reason that I encourage women to look into mating with an orc.

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You find one of those crude stories as you flip over to the other page, tucked into the binding.

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Doctor Elizabeth song hummed quietly as she finished the last cup of coffee she would ever drink. She had just finished typing out the last few sentences in the orc passage for some unimportant guide she was writing. Little did she know, all the while she was being watched from the street. Dr. Song was an attractive woman. Parky tits, wide hips and an incredibly shapely ass that bounced when she walked. Her dark hair was tied up in a messy bun and her glasses sit loosely on her nose. She was but one attractive woman in a city of millions, however, so what reason was it that she garnered the attention of the seedy element out on the street? There was an aspect of orcs that she failed to mark down in her book, either through ignorance or purposeful exclusion. The orc loved to destroy the best that humankind had to offer. Stretching way back to the days of the empire the orcs loved to take intelligent women, women of power.

Their theory was that all that brain matter swirling around in that head of theirs, or all that muscle on their talented body would feed a potential child very well and turn it into a prodigy. The biology on this was naturally pretty suspect, as Dr. Eastman might say, though I suppose Dr. Garde would appreciate that there was something more to the orcs than just pure biology. A hint of magic. No creature could ever be so perfectly convenient without some magic involved. Regardless, for that reason orcs loved to take proud women, warrior women, intelligent women. All of the things that made them great would be taken from them by the process of assimilation, only to be given to their offspring, or so the stories went.

For that reason, doctor song was a positive buffet to the orc outside. He knew laws and regulations. Enough to know how and where to bend them. As she calmly folded her laptop and exited the shop she turned the corner and almost made it past a shaded alley that she had passed in a similar fashion a thousand times over. This time she felt a sudden jerk as she was pulled by the arm deep, deep, deep inside and pressed roughly against the wall. She was faced to face with what she knew best, what she studied for years, yet somehow she did not know what to do. She clutched her laptop bag tightly over her rising and falling chest and opened her mouth to speak. This act in attempt to reason with the savage she had spent so long humanizing only gave it the opportunity it needed to lean in and push its long, dripping wet tongue between her plush red lips and down her throat. Her knees buckled, she dropped her bag and she knew exactly what was happening as the male's chunky green hand began carefully massaging her throat. He pulled his tongue free after a full minute. She gasped and instinctively tried to speak and should for help but she should have known that all she would speak was.

“Oink oink! Squeel!” She blushed and covered her mouth. Her heart was beating incredibly quickly. Surely, she thought, the man would not get away with this in modern New York?

He chuckled and pulled her close to him, forcing her to leave her laptop behind. She had no idea what he was doing, but it was in her favor. She was under his arm, gradually being moved towards the street. She could not speak but someone would see, see the look on her face and call for help. Surely.

As they exited out onto the street she tried asking for help. “Oin- oink! Oink, grunt!” The most she got were distasteful looks from other humans. Those who went with orcs were outcasts. She was not well-liked for her views on Variants to begin with. They even passed a few police officers, but her oinking did not convince them she was in trouble. One of them even laughed and winked at the orc.

“Sounds like she's saying she loves you, bud!” The police were very accommodating to the population of orcs. So long as they were following the laws, which by all accounts, this one was.

“Thanks.” He grunted in a rasp.

She was taken to, and thrown inside a dingy apartment in the boroughs. This is the end, she thought. This is the end of Elizabeth Song. Nowhere in her writings did she state just how easy it would be for an orc to take a woman if he really wanted to. Damn the laws and damn anything, if they wanted to integrate the whole human race, all it would take was for a few men to let them. How they could ruin her life with such a simple, basic act and nobody would do anything, mostly because of people like her that normalized the beasts.

“Oink...” She groaned as he bent her over the back of his stained couch, ripped her panties away and entered her wet cunt without much fanfare at all. It only took a few thrusts before it all literally began to sink in. her body began swimming in unusual, harmful hormones. Turning her irreversibly into one of his kin. At least if feels good, she could not help but think. Thoughts of her writings filled her rapidly changing mind.

'Dominant, generous lovers.'

'Protect their own.'

Those were Song's last thoughts. She began to drool as her genius intellect melted to feed her plump tits. Her biological switch flipped as the Orc lifted her up, his throbbing, misshapen member fertilizing her insides generously in ways she could only dream of before. Song was amazed in her brief lucidity before she would inevitably be unable to even recognize who she is. It was one thing documenting it, but experiencing it was incredible. The good doctor's new biology made her incapable of thought. Now, by Doctor Eastman's estimation this meant she wasn't 'stupid' just 'different.' But in reality, her mind was biologically unsuited for the precise, scientific work she was used to. Completely unsuited. The man lovingly embraced her from behind, placing a hand over one of her growing tits that quickly began squirting milk. She would not know this, but those were literal IQ points dripping from her engorged teat. She smiled happily. Due to her new, simplified thought process it did not matter how she got here. All that mattered were the happy hormones and life-altering chemicals being pumped into her body, by her traitorous body. She felt good, she was loved. She should love the man. She felt her belly as his cock continued pumping it's seed into her to the point of overflowing. She would love her child as well, even as its demanding growth process would eat away her gray matter and every last muscle until she was a useless sow.

Song squealed happily, like the pig she was.

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On the next page, where it concerns dress, it looks as though there is a crude collaged photograph where Elizabeth Song's head has been glued onto a porn-star's body. In marker is the text.

'Doctor Song After she gets integrated by her favorite variant.' The woman's body in the photo is obviously mostly fake, with quite a bit of work done on the tits which are more like balloons. She has wide hips, thick thighs and bronze skin. The woman is only dressed in a thong and heels. In contrast, Song's head shot looks like it should probably have been taken from an article online and does not blend at all with the photo it was glued to. You get the idea that the previous owner either really loved, or really hated the good doctor.

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When females are integrated into the orc variant race, clothing varies between European, eastern and Middle-eastern orc variants. However, a consistent theme is a lack of clothing. Females are dressed down to where they are made constantly available to their males. Their bodies are marked with family symbols, or symbols for a specific nation or tribe, like a brand. Often times women are not dressed at all, but are in fact left nude, though they are consistently decorated by piercings through erogenous zones such as the nipple or clitoris. It is worth noticing that some orcs that have integrated into modern society, as far back as the early twentieth century, have changed their preference in dressing their mates to adapt to the more outlandish examples that come from the culture they integrate into. For an orc living in a city tribal clothes and complete nudity may instead become High heels, thongs and fishnet tops that are functionally the same, but show an adaption to modern society and cultural norms that provides hope for the future of this Variant. It stands to reason that preferences may change over time that allow their women to dress to cover their breasts and sexual organs completely, but only time will tell.

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