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Keema wasn't sure how 'blessed' she exactly was, considering her assets had grown bigger, it had better have been worth it.

It was already hard enough to fit into this armor, so she had to smith something else for herself, something sturdier and bigger than her current armor right now.

"Two bags of venison Hogni" Keema told Hogni Red-Arm as she placed some coin on his stall.

"Alright here it is... Uh... Pardon me but you seem... Bigger?" Hogni asked as he stopped to stare at her even more distracting tits that were almost threatening to burst out of her elven chestplate.

"It's a complicated story. To make it short, I got a divine blessing from Dibella, but they didn't say anything about this happening to me. I tore a hole through the metal plating just so I can breathe properly" Keema informed Hogni.

"I see... That's a shame... Um... Yes it is... Here's your meat" Hogni said and tried to avert his eyes.

"Gorza might kill me, I doubt she has any armor that fits my proportions anymore... Ugh, it'll be a hassle to smith more armor for myself" Keema muttered and snuck the venison inside.

"Gorza? Well you could have her make you some orcish armor. Big, bulky, and ugly, just like the orcs who made them... Just don't tell her I said that though" Hogni said before tending to another customer.

"Orcish armor huh... Guess I can ask her for that" Keema said as she went to the forge.

The orc was all alone by herself, weirdly enough, she would be seen usually berating her own assistant.

"Gorza, I know i owe you a favor tearing a hole through the armor but can you make some armor for me? One that would accommodate my chest and rear?" Keema said, embarrassed to even ask something like this.

"No, I told you already, I tore a hole through that armor of yours because there is no way the design of the armor can fit that body of yours" Gorza said as she crossed her arms.

"Then what about orcish armor? Hogni said that you might know how to make one for me" Keema asked her again.

Gorza had an uneasy feeling about her.

"Well... You see... The thing is... I don't know how to make those" Gorza admitted.

"What?" Keema said, confused about what she meant.

"I know I know, it's embarrassing to admit it but I never learned to smith orcish equipment. You see, I was gonna be taken as the chief's wife in a stronghold, but I didn't want that, that's not the life I want. Yes, I smithed for them before I left, but when I did, I haven't learned how to smith any orcish equipment, that honor is usually taught to orc smiths but I left before they taught me how to make them" Gorza admitted.

"That's disappointing..." Keema said as she prepared to leave.

"Wait, I can't make or teach you, but I know some people who can teach you how to make orcish equipment" Gorza called out to her, making Keem turn back.

"Who?" Keema asked.

"A stronghold nearby, I think they can teach you the methods of orcish make, plus they always base themselves near mountains with a steady supply of orichalcum ingots. Give me your map, I'll mark all the strongholds" Gorza said, taking her map and marking them with some coal.

"And they'll teach me how just like that?" Keema asked her.

"Unfortunately not, unless you're an orc, they won't even let you in. The only way for you to be accepted is to become blood-kin, and to do that, you have to do something for them, usually it's not a big deal to help them, but depending on their situation, they'll be asking for some big help" Gorza said, giving the map back to her.

"So if I do them a favor, they'll let me in?" Keema asked again.

"Yes, but they can range from dangerous to petty, however you would like to call it" Gorza said.

"Thanks, I'll head there right now" Keema bid her farewell and left for the stronghold.

Keema considered changing into some normal clothing but thought it wasn't worth the risk considering she might get attacked on her way to the stronghold.

As she got to the southwest stronghold, called Dushnikh Yal from Gorza's markings, she wasn't kidding when she called it a stronghold. It's a simple wooden fence, and a small community from what she assumed was inside, while an orc warned her as she got close.

"Hold there outsider, you're trespassing on our stronghold, and you're probably not bloodkin either. Leave us, you're not welcome in this place" The orc woman told her.

"Hold on, I'm here to help! In exchange, I want to learn how you smith orcish armor" Keema told her, hoping they wouldn't give her a tedious task.

"And why would we easily reveal our secrets to an outsider?" The orc woman said.

"Because I may be able to help with something you might need. As for why I need your armor... Most armor doesn't fit me anymore" Keema said, not wanting to continue further or explain.

"... I see. If you're really eager to prove yourself worthy to make and wear the armor our kin have, then I'm afraid we don't have anything you can help us with. However, the stronghold to the northeast, Largashbur, has been suffering from a curse. Get rid of this curse for them, and we'll welcome you to all the strongholds" The orc woman ordered her.

"But that's all the way across skyrim!" Keema complained.

"Well too bad, it's the only help we're accepting now, so tough luck for you outsider. Now if there's any other complaints, I suggest you walk there now" The orc said before going back to her post.

"Damn it... That's a lot of walking..." Keema gritted her teeth, and then sighed, this is what she got for doing something for the divines and not getting paid for it? What a waste... Well at the very least, she could go to Rorikstead and find out what the priestess of Dibella meant when she said that Keema mentioned a goat and Rorikstead.

...

It was a long walk getting to Falkreath, then to Riverwood, then toWhiterun, and then finally Rorikstead, coming upon what was a farming town. Why she would go here while she was drunk was beyond her, this didn't seem like a town that had any significant reason to go to.

Suddenly, an angry redguard farmer confronted her.

"You! You have a lot of nerve coming back here!" The redguard farmer told her.

"I'm... I'm sorry?" Keema said, not exactly sure what she did exactly wrong.

"Sorry's not going to cut it, not when you sold my prize winning goat like Gleda to a giant. Now I can't get her back and it's all your fault!" The redguard said, it almost seemed like he wanted to hit her with her hoe.

"That sounds... Bad... Look, I'll try to get your goat back, I was drunk back then alright? I'll fix this stupid mess I made" Keema offered him.

The farmer seemed to lighten up and his expression softened.

"So wait, you're willing to fix your mistake? Well you better be, Gleda is valuable to me, and I don't intend to lose her" The farmer said, now a bit less hostile towards her.

"Can you tell me where the giant and Gleda is?" Keema asked the farmer.

"Just up that hill, I'm sure you won't miss them. The giant has Gleda following him all around, and I think he won't let her go without a fight. Which is why I haven't done anything about it, that thing will kill me!" The farmer said.

She looked up at the hill... A giant huh? She'll have to kill that thing at a distance then.

"I'll get Gleda back" Keema said and headed up towards the hill.

Climbing up, she soon saw a goat following a giant closeby.

"There he is..." Keema whispered, before readying her crossbow. She thought about using her werewolf form to defeat it, but she didn't want to risk close quarters combat and get torn apart by the giant. Being a werewolf was risky, but going at it in close quarters would be reckless, plus it was harder to perform evasive maneuvers when she was in that form since all she wanted to do was to maul the enemy without thinking, and this was definitely a situation when she wanted to be clear headed.

Keema drew her bow, aiming for the giant's head, missing and hitting the shoulder instead.

"Damn it, I should have taken more archery lessons from Aela" Keema muttered as the giant noticed her after it recovered from the pain of the arrow embedding itself on it's shoulder.

The giant seemed to have recognized her, angrily running towards her fast, limping a bit as she noticed that it had a missing toe.

Remembering the list that she had left behind in the temple of Dibella, she assumed that her or Sam must have given it the goat, and then one of them took the toe and fled fast.

"Damn it..." Keema let loose another arrow, with the giant blocking it with his arm, crying out in pain as it closed in on her fast.

Taking her skyforge steel greatsword fast, she rolled forward between the giant's legs just before it could crush her.

The giant turned around, recognizing her as the one who took her toe and growled in anger at her, raising it's club again.

Keema jumped and swung her blade, decapitating the giant before it could finish it's swing, leaving the giant headless and dead, making Keema sigh contentedly now that she wasn't in danger, and carried the goat in her arms.

The goat struggled in her grasp as she carried it all the way back to the farmer.

"Gleda! You really brought her back! I thought that... She would've... Thank you for bringing her back and taking responsibility" The farmer mentioned.

"It's alright, it was my fault for getting drunk and doing something like this... Now, since the problem has been resolved, can you tell me anything that might help me jog my memory? I need to track down my friend Sam" Keema asked him.

"Sam? Sam? Do you mean the guy with the black robes and shoulder length hair that warned me that you took Gleda? I didn't take him for being with you... Well, before you fled, you told me something about paying Ysolda back in whiterun... Yeah, that's pretty much what I only heard from you" The farmer explained.

Seriously? Another city? Damn... She was there too... But she was still banned from going back there...

"Thank you, I guess I'll try to pay her, however much it is that I owe her" Keema said before turning her back on the farmer.

...

Getting to the city was no problem, but the problem was getting inside.

Luckily for her though, she saw a familiar face that could help her right now.

"Amren! Look I need your help!" Keema walked up to him, he was a bit bloody, probably from slaying some bandits.

"Keema? What are you doing here?" Amren asked her.

"That's not important, I'm on a quick business here. Can you tell Ysolda to come see me? It'll be quick" Keema asked him.

"Of course! I'll be back in a few minutes" Amren said, and headed inside Whiterun.

Trusting Amren, Keema waited, and son enough, Ysolda came to see her.

"Finally! I was waiting for you to return the ring. I was hoping your marriage would be a success... I was gonna give it to you for free but you hadn't turned up in a while" Ysolda said to her.

"Wait... Marriage!?" Keema shouted, baffled by what she just heard.

"Well... Yes. I mean, can't you remember?" Ysolda asked her.

"Honestly, no, I mean-" Keema tried to explain.

"Oh what's wrong? Did the wedding not go as planned? Look, I'm willing to overlook the payment, just give me back the ring" Ysolda assumed.

"Um... Sorry but I was pretty deep in my wine so can you please tell me where I most probably took it?" Keema asked her.

"Wait... You don't even remember your wedding? Well... That's a shame, after what you told me the story about you two meeting at witchmist grove, I can understand now why he left you. You even showed it to me on your map" Ysolda asked her.

Ignoring what Ysolda said about the supposed mystery man she was talking about, Keema took out her map.

"My map...?" Keema said, before checking the map to see that she seemed to have marked witchmist grove at some point during her drunken adventure.

"Well that's about it, our business is done" Ysolda said, before she started walking away.

Ugh, great, she did not want to know how many people or 'friends' she owed more to, but she was getting to the bottom of dealing with everything. Not to mention how tedious everything was considering she had not been resting and hauling herself in her restrictive armor all day long.

"Thanks, you may go now" Keema said, before going back on the road.

Heading east and dealing with some bandits on the way, she managed to make it to this witchmist grove, and came upon what seemed to be a shack. A dead hagraven seemed to have been impaled on the wooden spike fence around the house, and it looked like it was recent.

"Wait... Did I seriously propose to a hagraven in my drunken state?" Keema asked herself, feeling like she was gonna vomit.

But it was no time to do that, she heard noises coming from inside the house that the hagraven owned, and out stepped a familiar person...

It was the orc, the one that she had encountered in the mines and bleakfalls barrow, and in his hand was the ring.

"You! Give me that ring!" Keema said, drawing her greatsword.

The orc smirked at her.

"Or what? Beat it slut! Unless you want round 3!" The orc yelled back, brandishing an ebony sword.

They both circled each other, with Keema waiting for him to make the first move, the one move that had beaten her on their very first encounter.

"Fus ro-" The orc managed to say.

That was it, that was her signal to strike before he could finish.

"FUS!" Keema shouted at him, the first word of power not being as powerful but was faster to say, making the orc reel back in surprise as the force of the shout had caught him off guard.

Keema charged forward to attack him, ending up with both of them locking swords.

"What the... You too!?" The orc said as he tried to gain the advantage.

"I'm not the same defenseless and weak woman you knew from before!" Keema glared at him as they kept pushing each other.

The orc was stronger than her still, she could feel him pushing her back despite the preemptive advantage she had earlier.

"You just want to get dicked down again, I know it, you know it, both of us know you thirst for my cock!" The orc said, pushing harder in hopes to defeat her and fuck her again.

Keema felt herself getting wet, the familiar sense of losing control was taking over again just like in the mine, but righteous anger let her break free of the control.

Remembering her training in the companions, she did the next best thing to do and let him push her blade back all the way, before suddenly sliding the blade upwards and sending the orc's blade flying through the air, stabbed into the soil a few feet away from them.

Unfortunately for her, the orc kicked her in the stomach, making her let go of her greatsword and landing on her back.

"You'll pay for that woman! I'll make it as painful as possible!" The orc yelled, as he leaped for her.

Maneuvering herself fast, Keema rolled to her side, making the orc miss, before rolling back on top of him and trapping him under her weight.

"Ngh...!" The orc gasped as he lost his breath, and tried to struggle under her weight.

Keema quickly wrapped her hands around his neck tightly and started suffocating him.

"Fus roh-" The orc tried to shout his way out of his predicament, only for Keema to loosen her grip, grab him by the mohawk on his head and smashing his head in the ground, hearing one of his tusks break in the process before quickly suffocating him again.

The orc weakly struggled, feeling weaker and weaker as he lost his breath, until he stopped moving without a trace of life inside him.

Keema didn't stop until she was sure she was dead, her grip on his neck not stopping for a few minutes, not wanting to take the chance of him coming back to bite him if he lived.

Slowly letting go, this was the first time that she felt a bit shaky from the feeling of murdering someone. This orc was not only a dragonborn like herself, but was someone that had tormented her a few times, and finally getting revenge felt more like she was engulfed in a bit of fear.

"I... I did it... I finally killed you... You bastard..." Keema muttered, before remembering the ring.

Checking his pockets, she found the expensive looking ring.

"I... I think I've had enough for today... I guess I'll stop... Just have to get to the nearest town..." Keema breathed heavily, finding the experience really tense for her.

Looking at her map, Kynesgrove was the likely candidate for her to rest in, since she was at the eastern part of skyrim.

A few minutes later, she had made it to Kynesgrove, which seemed to be a farming and mining town, entered the inn, exhausted and weary from her ordeal, ordered a room at the inn.

"Your biggest room, I need it for the rest of the night..." Keema said, handing some septims over to the innkeeper.

"Sure thing, it's the room on the right" The innkeeper directed her.

Entering the room, Keema practically threw her armor off, letting her big tits out, sighing contentedly as her tits were finally free from the armor.

"Gods... I felt like I was being constricted by a snake..." Keema sighed, squeezing her tits a bit, it was like having your hands cuffed and feeling sore, except it was her breasts in place of hands.

She proceeded to take the rest of her armor off, letting herself get fully naked, thinking that she at the very least had the right to relax for once and plopped herself over onto the bed and drifted off to sleep.

But as she rested, she was disturbed by someone who snuck into the room and closed the door.

"There you are you drunken bastard!" An argonian said, waking Keema up in the process.

"W-What!? Who the hell are you!?" Keema asked, covering her body up with the bed's sheets.

"What!? You don't know who I am!? It's me! Dee-In-His-Cups! You owe me money!" Deep-In-His-Cups said, too angry to be horny currently.

(I'm just gonna call him Cups from now on)

"What... Ugh... Fine, how much do I owe you?" Keema asked him, wanting him to leave right now.

"10,000 septims! And all for this stupid hat you and Sam dared me to get! I felt arrows whiz past me as I ran, I could have died back there! Now pay up what I deserve for doing your stupid bet!" Cups said as he threw the hat he was holding down on the ground.

"Ten... Ten thousand septims!? I don't have that kind of money!" Keema said, it was outrageous, even when she was drunk, ten thousand septims was too much for her to pay.

"Well I'm not leaving until you pay me, I risked my life for that hat!" Cups said as he crossed his arms.

"Well you'll just have to-" Keema said, not wanting to pay for that ridiculous price until she lost control of her body again, as she proceeded to lower the covers and spread her legs open, using her fingers to spread her pussy open for him.

"Fuck me for it~" Keema said.

"W-What!? N-Not again!" Keema said, this was the third time her body had betrayed her... Literally.

"Now we're talking. This is the least you can do after you made me fear for my life" Cups said before he lowered his head towards her slit, feeling her body become wet and her pussy throb in excitement, as if it was forced to be rather than naturally happening.

As Cups' head got closer and closer, she regained control of her body and felt the force from earlier vanish.

"W-Wait- Ahhhhhhhnnnn~" Keeama moaned as he felt Cups' long, argonian tongue nearly reach her womb, slithering in deep as her cunt squeezed tightly.

"Fuck... If I have known your cunt was this delicious, I'd have asked to fuck you sooner~" Cups said as his tongue rapidly darted in and out, lapping up any juices she had.

Keema tried to push him away, weakly using her hands to push his head only for him to grab her legs and get back to eating her cunt out, while he slowly undressed and stroking his cock and getting ready to fuck the ever living hell out of her.

"Hah... S-Stop... I don't want t-thiiiiiiis~" She moaned out, trying to reason with him.

"Shut up! I'll get paid either way, and your body will more than suffice! I'll impregnate you as punishment for making me do something so stupid and not paying for it!" Cups said before violently pulling his tongue out and leaving a string of saliva and juices connected to his tongue and her cunt.

"N-No... You don't understand... S-Something is making me do this...!" She tried to say, panting as Cups started slapping his cock on her cunt, making her body even hornier for a cock.

"Stop making excuses for yourself wench! I'll make sure that my time following your foolish bets is worth it!" Cups said as he continued to tease her cunt.

Keema couldn't resist anymore as she started squeezing one of her tits, making Cups smirk as he looked at her.

"Shit, you're really loving this aren't you? I knew you were a slut the moment I saw you" Cups said as he shoved his cock in, making her cry out.

She put up no more resistance after that, feeling his slender cock poking her walls, reaching where the more humanoid cocks had not poked at yet.

"Hah... Mmm... I-It's so deep inside m-meee...!" She moaned as he then nibbled on the other breast.

She could feel his sharp teeth against her tits, she let him do as he pleased as they shared each other's bodily pleasures in the bed she rented.

The blessing she got from the temple of Dibella took into effect, her pussy started to clamp harder and massage the cock, overwhelming Cups as he started to feel incredible pleasure from her cunt.

"NGUWOOOOOHHHH!!! S-Shit... Your pussy is sucking me in so hard... I-I... Fuck... This bet was so worth it!!!" Cups then hugged her hard and started absolutely pulverizing her pussy hard and fast, making Keema see stars clouding her vision from the intense pleasure, feeling the blessing enhance her pleasure three times as much than normal.

"A-A-AHHHHHNNNN!!! M-My pussy is driving me c-crazy... Y-Your cock is amazing... I'm becoming insane... My mind is getting fucked up by your cock... Gods... H-Help me overcome- Mmmmm!!!" Keema cried out, her pussy cumming and squirting juices all over his cock, with Cups silencing her with a kiss, biting down on each other's jaws and their tongues wrestling against each other.

"This pussy of yours is exquisite... If I had known any better you must be a whore! No way this pussy doesn't come from one!" Cups said, further mocking her as he made out with her.

The insults fell on deaf ears as her mind can only think of the pleasure she was feeling. It was like her whole body's sensitivity skyrocketed so much, a single caress could make her writhe in ecstasy and euphoria.

"Don't stop... I'll tear your throat out if you stop... H-Haaaaaaaahhhnnn!!!~" Keema threatened and moaned to him, wrapping her legs around him, keeping him from pulling out, cumming for a second time as her pussy convulsed and shot her juices once more, making a mess with both of their crotches.

"Shit... Did you seriously cum a second time? Damn you've fallen in love with my cock haven't you!? Well I'll make sure you will miss it for every waking moment of your life after this!" Cups declared as he used his full strength in each thrust, using gravity to fuck her as hard and rough as possible like a hammer on an anvil.

Her vision felt like she was experiencing an earthquake each time the cock hilted inside her.

"Please make me cum... Make me cum from your cock...!~" Keema managed to say in between her moans.

"Fine! I'd have made you cum even if you didn't tell me to! Gonna teach you where your place is bitch! Here it comes... Your... Nguwah... The cum that you desire is gonna fill you with clutches of eggs!!!" Cups said as he pinched her clit.

This sent her over the edge, and causing her to scream like a slut, their bodies arching as their intercourse caused them to reach great heights of pleasure, with both of them cumming hard against each other, experiencing one of the greatest climaxes of their entire lives.

Cups and Keema passed out on the bed, with Cups passing out from the pleasure he felt with a goofy smile on his face.

Keema, trapped under Cups' wait, felt herself doing the same as him as her body gave in to the bliss.

...

A godlike figure was watching over Keema and from a portal that he was using to spy on them, laughing as he looked at the two who were snoozing from the afterglow of sex.

"Ah the sweet pranks that I pulled on them, it's been more interesting than usual, especially a good show with this slut. Shame she's close to finding out where I am, I haven't met a mortal as sexy as her in years! Ahhhh but at least she was easy to manipulate. She broke free of my control when she saw the orc though... Meh, I'll ignore that, he's dead anyway" The figure said as he closed the portal to do something more fun while his pawn rests in the meantime.

...

Shortly after Keema killed the orc, some blackblood marauders had come to the very same place. They searched the place but there was no sign of anybody except for a dead hagraven and a dead orc.

"Damn it, why are we even here? We're fucking pirates and we're roaming around skyrim searching for some slut that we're basing on some description our newly appointed captain has told us" The blackblood marauder complained.

"Shut up! I'm not liking this as much as you are... Damn, whoever was here, they're already gone" Another said.

"If the captain's words ring true, then we'll get a personal slut in our own hideout, and if the description of the fucking argonian is the same as her... Well... I'm not gonna complain, I'm gonna have fun impregnating and unloading in her over and over" A horny blackblood marauder said.

"Hell yeah! If this search comes fruitful, then it'll be worth it" Another smirked.

"And if that happens, then Captain Hargar's plans will become a reality, and we'll have TWO sluts at our disposal, then we can get back to our old and more comfortable life without doing all these tasks" A blackblood marauder evilly smiled.