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Misadventures of Kor

Feat. Aapa

Ancestral Reincarnation

The town was a buzz with life. The smell of delicious foods and hearty laughs lined the avenue Aapa walked down. The young orc squeezed past the throng of festival goers and made his way towards the end of the street. The athletic green skin smiled at some human children who ran screaming at each other as they chased their parents down the sidewalk. Vendors waved skewered meats and sweet treats, trying to entice pedestrians to their stalls.

Done with his rugby training, a young and sore orc wanted to get home and rest. His family had moved from this area many generations ago. Aapa was the first to move back to attend university. The tall and muscular orc had secured an athletic scholarship that paid for most of his living expenses and a decent apartment near his school. At the end of the street was an old temple square. Tired and lazy, the orc jock decided to cut across the mostly empty lot.

Aapa enjoyed the quiet of this part of town. The walk across the temple gardens in the light of the full moon was very peaceful. The temple had been here for ages. Aside from being the grounds for the occasional cultural festival, hardly anyone visited the shrine other than some caretaker who came to dust off any cobwebs or dead leaves twice a year. It had become an outdated relic from another time.

As the stout youth crossed the shrine at the center of the temple grounds, he found his eyes fixed to the pavilion in the middle. In the stirring breeze, he could hear something calling to him. The hairs on the back of his muscular neck stood on end. There was a faint voice coming from inside the shrine. Suspecting one of his teammates playing a practical joke on him, the tired and growingly impatient orc approached the shrine.

The jock walked around the square structure, no one was outside. He could hear a low deep voice from inside the building. Aapa walked through the entrance arch and looked around. He checked every corner of the room and could find no one else. Confused, the orc proceeded to leave when suddenly he heard the voice again, directly behind him.

He turned and there was nothing but the shrine house that sat atop a stone pedestal. The tiny wooden frame began to shake, and the doors burst open. Startled, Aapa jumped back at the sudden noise. Inside the shrine house, a pair of glossy back horns rolled out of their case and floated in the air. The winds picked up and howled and a spectral form took shape at the center of the shrine. He could hear the calling louder now through the howling wind.

In the light of the full moon, a glowing green ooze exuded out from the base of the horns until they formed a mighty muscular orc. The ghostly shape of a taller bearded orc warrior formed in front of Aapa. The shimmering entity let out a deep growl and stared right at the younger male. "Only family can hear my calls. I am Kor, your ancestor. Long ago, I was blessed by the gods of this land. As the shaman and chieftain, I led my clan and protected the forests and rivers that is now this city. I was only a memory left clinging to this realm. But now, you will inherit my blessing, young warrior!" bellowed the spirit.

Aapa stared in disbelief. Before him stood an enormous, gorgeous, naked daddy orc made of glowing green ectoplasm. Even though Kor was mostly transparent, every detail of his muscular body and coarse black hair could be made out in the moonlight. Aapa's focus returned to the fact he was dealing with a ghost. "Warrior? Listen, I'm not a warrior. I'm a student and we don't kill and pillage anymore," said the modern orc.

"Are you telling me my blood has grown weak? Were my kin closer, I would have reincarnated long ago and prevented this tragedy. There is much work to be done, but I will reincarnate through you. You will sire an heir and I shall live once more," said Kor as he stepped towards his descendant.

"What the hell are you talking about? First of all, that's not going to happen. Second, I'm gay. I'm not going to sleep with a woman just to knock her up for you, that's wrong on so many levels!" Aapa shouted at the phantom.

"Young one, I don't think that will be a problem," Kor said as he approached the living orc. Aapa was frozen in place at the sight of the hunky ghost walking towards him. The apparition's cock swung left and right. The fat uncut third leg smacked against two thick hairy thighs yet made not a sound.

Aapa's eyes darted up to meet Kor's. The spirit rested his large hands upon the broad shoulders of the living orc and pressed his cold ectoplasmic lips against the flesh and blood. The jock's eyes began to glaze, and his body grew still. Aapa exhaled a wisp of glowing white vapor that Kor slurped down like a delicious noodle. And just like that, the ancient spirit engulfed the mortal's soul.

The soft white light of Aapa's essence could be seen sinking down Kor's throat and down behind his hairy belly. The apparition grinned at the empty vessel before him. He would occupy this body for a while, at least until it was time to be reborn. The ritual or reincarnation would now begin. Ghostly flames illuminated the shrine. The ghost stripped the orc's body of all his clothes while he stood still. The ectoplasmic ancestor then took his position behind his descendant.

The slimy phantasmal form was erect and running his transparent cock between Aapa's bubble butt. The ghostly slick left a faint glow where Kor ground his massive dick against the youth's fuzzy cheeks. He pressed his fat glans against the tight pucker and began to sink himself into his relative. The sloppy sounds of paranormal goop slapping against the athlete's ass and a ghostly moan filled the temple grounds, warding off any passerby.

Kor had repositioned Aapa's body to lay upon a stone bench. He tossed the rugby player's thick legs over his own broad shoulders and continued to pump into the unresponsive orc. The phantom flames started to glow brighter as the spirit neared the climax of the ritual. The warrior let out a mighty roar as his ectoplasm started to blast deep into his receptacle. As the phantasmal fluids spilled into Aapa's living flesh, Kor's form diminished and shrank.

The spirit and Aapa's soul continued to shrink until the last of the ectoplasm pushed itself past the young orc's pucker. The last of the goop disappeared, the virile green screen jumped up. His eyes snapped open with a ghostly glow and deep grin. Kor's new body was fit and fine but needed a few adjustments if it were to serve as the womb of his reincarnation. "This simply will not do," said the ancestral spirit with Aapa's voice.

The ghastly being from beyond possessed the orc's flesh and began to shape it into something more suitable. The orc's abs faded as additional padding was packed on to support the growing new life. With the first step of the ritual completed, Kor had planted his seed inside Aapa and the orc would give birth to a reborn Kor to live once again. To achieve these means, the warrior needed a beyond capable body. Aapa's muscles began to bulge and swell larger. Kor's essence infused his descendant's body forcing it into larger proportions, coarser hair sprouted to match his new size.

He had grown a third taller and wider. Aapa's impressive orc dick began to plump up as well. His green nuts also began to swell larger, pushing between his new hairy thighs. His drooling tip slung ropes of pre across the floor of the shine. Kor's changes easily double the length of Aapa's meat. Enjoying the sensation of being solid once more, Kor began to indulge the pleasures of flesh. Wrapping both his hands around his massive cock, he gave the entire length a long and firm stroke.

His leaking head had soaked into his palms, leaving the entire pole slick while Kor moaned and stroked faster. Kor had taken a great liking to this body, savoring the feeling of a beating heart on the verge of orgasm. His fingertips rubbed against his throbbing tip as his other hand continued to stroke up and down. It was coming, the first time in centuries, the old soul felt the hot eruption of orc seed start to shoot out from his massive green fuck stick. He let out a bellowing roar while spurt after spurt of creamy white seed shot across the shrine.

By the time Kor had finished painting the inside of the shrine, every surface was coated in sticky ropes of potent cum. Aapa's enlarged nuts were already filling back up after just being emptied. Kor caught his breath and ran his slimy hands around his new tummy. The remaining ectoplasm and Kor's essences fused together to create a womb. Inside, a copy of Kor would be born and the warrior's soul would move into his new vessel and Aapa's soul would return to his altered body.

For now, the possessed orc ran his new hands up and down his new body. The athletic orc's skin was a healthy watermelon green, covered in coarse black body hair. His blocky feet supported two enormous calves. Kor flexed his new legs, giving them a few kicks as he acclimated to having a body once more. His tree trunk thighs were still coated in spunk from his now flaccid sausage. The tube steak curved perfectly along the bulge of his huge green nuts.

The ancient warrior was quite proud of the size of his current equipment. Not as big as his when he was alive, but it would do. Not like this would be much use to his current body, even with Aapa's soul trapped inside his own, he needed some place to store the other occupant until it the time of his rebirth. Kor returned to the shrine house and peeled off some of the talismans made from treated cloth and muttered a quick incantation. The cloth peeled itself from the shrine house and like a viper, shot through the air and wrapped itself around the orc's cock and balls.

With Aapa's soul sealed inside his own dick, Kor placed a final seal upon the fat head of his bulge. The poor athlete was now literally a prisoner of his own body. His body belonged to the spirit of Kor for now, forced to experience everything the ghost would put his body through. Unable to even make his protests known, Aapa was simply stuck along for the ride. With the other's orc's soul locked away in his trapped arousal, the spirit had an idea to help empower his rebirth.

There must be others worthy of a warrior's prowess that could offer tribute to Kor, to lend him their strength as his band of warrior brothers did for him centuries ago. Aapa's mind was filled with memories of a modern time and Kor familiarized himself with the college orc's experiences. He discovered Aapa's rugby team. A group of strong men who had spent many hours training together and competing. They would make the perfect bodies for Kor's fellow warriors and lovers. Kor tried to stuff himself poorly back into Aapa's now ill-fitting clothes and took off into the night to gather ingredients for a spell.

It was another hot and sweaty day for the team as they performed a few drills and spent the rest of practice on weight training. Aapa had texted their coach, letting him know he would be running late but would make up training in the afternoon. Practice for everyone else had ended and the group of stocky men headed towards the showers. Inside the steamy locker room, Kor slipped in unnoticed and lit a special incense that filled the room with a pungent aroma. The spell was activated, and their bodies would begin reacting soon enough.

Inside the showers the various mix of orcs, humans, dwarves, and a minotaur smelled the fragrant smoke of Kor's enchanted herbs. The bewitching fumes made their attention wander and their bodies hot. The heat of a primal need began to burn within all the men. They felt the desire to breed and their loins responded. Kor watched from the shower entrance. All of Aapa's teammates continued to scrub themselves with one hand while the other drifted down to their stiff dicks, completely unaware of the enormous hairy orc staring at them.

Kor smiled at all the muscular young men entranced before him. He gave his trapped bulge a few gropes, moaning as Aapa's trapped soul was molested by his own meaty hands. It was time to summon the others. Kor began to chant and clap his hands together and began an incantation in the deep droning voice. From the air, ghost flames ignited in soft plumes, causing the water to steam off the blue fires. One by one, the tiny flames appeared in front of each rugby player. Their eyes started to transfix upon the dancing light until each one had their own bouncing fire. The blue flames darted suddenly right into their open mouths.

Everyone had swallowed a spirit that now burned within them. The orc stopped his incantation when the last player had been possessed. The team turned around now, and all looked upon Kor. Their hands all still stroking their erect cocks as they descended upon the orc. His fellow warriors equipped with new bodies all descended upon their leader. Their mouths and hands worshiped every inch of Aapa's improved form, all of them worshiping their chieftain's vessel for reincarnation. The benevolent warrior had blessed them with new bodies and in return, they would use their new hosts to pay tribute to their boss to be reborn.

They lifted the huge orc over to the bench. They all formed a queue and prepared to honor Kor with their host's essence. His band of soldiers took turns fucking Aapa, dumping their load and soul of their previous occupants into Kor's hungry ass. Each load caused Aapa's body to grow larger as well as Kor's reincarnation. After the team had finished emptying their hosts into their leader, Aapa's belly was enormous. The group would take Kor back to the temple where they would prepare for his rebirth. Aapa would remain trapped inside his own dick until Kor was ready to come out.

After the festivities in the locker room. The group of orc possessed teammates followed Kor back to the temple. Inside the shrine, they filled the ground with rugs and cushions to make a large open bed for Kor to lay in. The time of reincarnation was upon them and Aapa's body strained to push out the unborn orc. Even though it had only been a day, Aapa's now giant body had a nearly formed adult inside his belly. His loyal warriors held up his legs as Kor began to push out from Aapa's stretched ring. Kor pulled himself out from the womb and stood before his men, roaring and raising his arms and drawing his first breaths of life born anew.

Aapa felt a rush of relief as he sensed that Kor's spirit finally left his body. He tried to roll over but found he still could not move. Aapa came to the realizations his soul was still sealed within the cloth bound bulge that was his dick. Trapped inside his locked cock, Aapa struggled but only caused his bulge to bounce a bit.

The reborn Kor looked upon his vessel of new life and smiled. "As promised, you have received my blessing. Now you will bare new life for the rest of my warriors as well!"

The group cheered and fought for who would be next to reincarnate. Aapa would be occupied for a couple months as his teammates took turns breeding him and bearing the newborn bodies of Kor's warrior clan. The young orc still sealed within his pre-stained bulge made the most of his situation and enjoyed living out the fantasy of his rugby team running a train on his huge ass to breed a new generation of hulking orc warriors.