Going Green
The hunting had gone well. Of course it did. As long as their fearsome leader commanded them, the Skullcrusher tribe was unstoppable. All those ruthless, fierce and smelly orcs were too stupid to pull of such an impressive attack tactic by themselves, but Drak Skullcrusher wasn't just ruthless, fierce and smelly, he also had an IQ of 90, which was quite formidable for an orc.They had managed to make that fishing village completely disappear from the map. All those fishermen they had captured would provide enough meat for the winter. And also fish.
But that particular night, Drak didn't join the rest of the orcs by the fire as they ate and sang songs with lyrics consisting of unintelligible grunts and burps. But that didn't matter to Darious Skullcrusher, the tribe leader's son.
Darious was as heavy as his father, but while Drak's body was bursting with green muscle all over, his son was the other way of overweight. He had green manboobs rather than pecs, and his six-pack was a one-pack. His torso wasn't even as hairy as his father's, although that was to be expected because although his 7-foot orcish frame may confuse the average human Darious was only 21 years-old so surely there was still room for some more growth.
The young orc's face was like a younger version of his father's tough. And his father's face was quite attractive...for an orc. The most striking difference between their faces was that Darious' fangs still didn't protrude from his mouth when he closed it. There's an old saying in the orc culture, "You can measure an orc's manhood by the size of his fangs". Of course it's just an expression and it doesn't explicitly refer to the manhood that hangs between an orc's legs. But unfortunately for Darious, this expression held a very literal meaning for him. His little deflated green prick had been the subject of a lot of very harsh jokes from the rest of the tribe (but only when his father couldn't hear them, obviously). This completely ruined the young orc's self-esteem, but still, he enjoyed all the sex he had with his orc companions.
Of course, homosexual orc mating was perfectly accepted by the orc culture. It helped them relieve stress before and after each battle and it was a great way to bond with their fellow brothers in arms and establish dominance. The only problem was that Darious always ended up being the one being dominated by their more muscular companions...and loved it. If Drak ever found out about his son's tendencies, he would be so ashamed of him he'd rather have him stay in their village with the females and the newborns. And that meant no more gay sex, so Darious was always careful to not let his father know about any of the dicks up his green butt.
And that's why it didn't matter to him that his father wasn't there. For him it was just another opportunity to shove more rock-hard green cocks up his tight asshole.
It must had been after the third or fourth drunk orc that had penetrated his ass that night when one of the orcs ran towards the orgy by the fire and gave Darious the bad news.
"Drak Skullcrusher is dead! Drak Skullcrusher is dead!"
Darious spat out the dick he was sucking and with his cum-filled mouth he exclaimed "For real?!"
The orc nodded, he seemed traumatized by what he had just seen. "Drak told me had to go take a dump, but he was taking too long. I thought it was just diarrhea, but then heard a big \ **SLASH* * and a swift **SLICE* * and then I took a peek and I saw it...A red demon! And our leader's lifeless body right next to it!
"...A red demon?!" Darious couldn't believe it.
The other orcs seemed scandalized by the orc's tale. Darious felt the cock up his ass quickly deflate.
"What do we do?" Asked Darious.
"I have no idea! You're the next Skullcrusher in the bloodline so I should be the one asking you what to do, *leader*!"
This was happening too fast. His father was dead? A red demon? "Leader"?
"You're lying! My father wouldn't give up without a fight!"
Just then the tribe's shaman made his act of appearance. This silver-haired orc was slightly shorter than the others, and wore a black robe. "Darious, you should take a look at this, it's important."
The other orcs got closer with interest, but he shrugged them off. "No, only Darious should see this."
Darious had a very bad feeling about "this". He put on his leather loincloth, wiped off the remaining cum off his mouth and followed the orc. When they reached their destination, Darious instantly understood why the orc had wanted him to come alone. If the other orcs saw that sight, they'd feel too humiliated, maybe to the point of leaving the tribe.
Under the moonlight stood Drak Skullcrusher's weapon of choice, a spear, firmly held by two rocks on the ground. On the sharp tip of the spear was Darious' father decapitated head. His stare was blank, but Darious could see by his expression that he had been murdered completely by surprise, maybe during the process of his midnight dump. His head wasn't the only severed body part that was there though, his father's cock and testicles had also been left as a memento. They were placed inside his mouth. Darious puked, that image would haunt his nightmares for a long time. "That "red demon" left us a clue, though..." said the shaman pointing to Drak's forehead, where a strange symbol had been bloodily carved in his skin. It represented the roaring head of a lion.
Three months later
Leo The Strong removed the red helmet off his head as he sat in his camp. He was sweating hot wearing all his heavy equipment. His entire armor had been carved with crocodile skin, which had been then dyed red. Leo usually boasted about the red color giving him more tactical advantage, and that it had played an important role in the hunt of the orc tribe's leader. Actually, it was red just because it was Leo's favorite color and it looked kinda cool, and the only reason he had been able to hunt that ferocious orc was because he had beheaded him by surprise while he was taking a shit, although usually he left that part out when he retold his legendary adventures to the ladies, who were hypnotized not just by this man's tales of glory, but also by his looks. He had dirty blonde long hair and short beard, blue eyes, a perfect smile and most importantly, a muscular body and a eight-inch cock which- "Leo! Are you even listening to me?" The muscular bounty hunter snapped out of it. "Sorry, what were you saying, Sion?" Sion gave a deep sigh. "I was giving you the job postings of the day, just like every single morning since you became an official bounty hunter and I was assigned to you as your supervisor by the Royal Council of..." "As my pet." Interrupted the man sporting a red armor. "...What did you just say?" "You're not my "supervisor". You're a freaking bird. Stop acting like you're my superior." Sion had been trained by the Council since he was a young hatchling to work for the bounty hunters of the kingdom. As part of a particularly rare race of psychic falcons, Sion was able to share his thoughts telepathically with his owner, and only his owner. This was a slight inconvenience for the Council and in the other hand salmons have no such limit on their psychic powers, however falcons were more popular among the bounty hunters because they weren't as dependent on water to be able to actually move. And to top it off, once one of these falcons had forged a contract with a single human, they were linked for the rest of their lives. In other words, unless it wanted to spend the rest of his life as an ordinary bird, Sion was completely screwed if Leo got tired of him. But still, this bird had its pride, and wouldn't let Leo call him a "pet". "Seriously Leo, since you completed the 'Get rid of the leader of the Skullcrusher tribe' request you haven't been trying your best at all...Could you take your job with a little bit more of enthusiasm?" Leo shrugged. "All the jobs that pop up are all about doing the same repetitive tasks over and over...Besides, I already gained my "The Strong" title when I completed that request. It's the top rank. Unless the Council removes the rank cap by adding more titles, there really isn't any incentive at all to keep on doing more jobs. Besides, my seven wives back at the town suck up all the bounty I gain from these meaningless ordeals." Sion shaked his avian head. "Leo, Leo...A bounty hunter's duty is not about the fame and glory, is about making the world a better place by getting rid of the dangerous creatures that roam in the wild! How would you feel if one of those beasts attacked your town and killed any of your wifes?" "I'll just look for a new town and new wives. Seriously, don't you have any challenging jobs worth my time?" "Why, of course I do! I refreshed my info at the server this morning, and there were dozen of new jobs posted on the Psi-Net!" Managing the bounty hunter's job postings was one of the main reasons psychic animals were needed. The psychic network, or Psi-Net, couldn't work without them. It was true that the only human Sion could talk to was Leo, but he did could communicate to the other psychic animals. There were several animals strategically placed in each area which acted as "servers" which had been specifically trained to store pieces of psychic information and deliver them to the bounty hunter's psychic companions. It worked great most of the time, except when the servers were hacked and promptly eaten by hungry bears. Leo didn't get his hopes up however. He was sure all the requests were going to be total crap. "There's this one...'Gather 20 wild boar skins and deliver them to...'" "Boring. What else?" "How about...'Collect 10 urine samples from...'" "Gross. Next." "'My daughter is being kept hostage by five goblins...'" "Not challenging enough." "'My five daughters are being kept hostage by one goblin...'" "You're not even trying anymore, Sion." The bird was getting tired of this. " Well, why not just do the hardest of the bunch, 'Kill the giant colossus'..." Leo's eyes opened wide. "That one looks interesting!" "I was joking, Leo. That one is so challenging its difficulty is listed as 'suicide'..." "So, where is this giant colossus?..." The bird covered his face behind his wings. "Oh, my avian god...You made my life less complicated when you were Leo The So-and-so, you were way less stubborn back then..."
According to the request, the colossus was hiding inside a cave which was not too far from there, so they arrived there before sunset. "I don't think that giant colossus can be that big." Said the bounty hunter as he put on his helmet. "Or else, he wouldn't fit through the cave entrance." "It's very dark inside, Leo. It would be wise to light up a torch so we can be sure it's completely safe to go inside." The bird advised. "You're joking, right? That would lower our chances of a successful surprise attack." Said the man clad in red armor. "Leo...There's something fishy about this ordeal. It's an anonymous request and the reward is unbelievably generous. Besides, it's the first time I've ever heard of a giant colossus roaming anywhere near this kingdom....I say we better forget about this whole thing and go rescue some of those stranded daughters." "Poor birdie...If you're so scared, you can wait outside. And then I'll feed you those worms you like so much for dinner." "Oh! The ones that practically melt in your mouth?!" Sion was drooling already. "Hey, wait a minute..." Said the bird snapping out of it. "Leo, this is serious! If you enter that cave, you're a dead man!...Leo?" The bird's owner was nowhere to be seen, as he had already entered the dark depths of the cave. Sion went berserk. "That bastard...!" Said the bird as he directed some rude wing gestures at the cave. "He makes my life suck goblin balls!...But still...The worms make it all worthwhile." Leo adventured through the darkness. His eyes were still getting used to the absence of light, but he could already felt the heavy presence of the dangerous fiend nearby. He could hear it snickering to itself, probably plotting its next assault on innocent villagers. He could also smell its putrid body odor. He felt the ground shake, it was getting closer... A human had absolutely no chance against a colossus in hand-to-hand combat, considering those monsters were about four times the size of a regular person even a tall, burly, slightly Nordic man like Leo could be easily squashed by the beast's foot. Fortunately they did have a fatal weakness, as all invincible giant monsters seemed to do, apparently. And Leo had a bag full of a colossus' worst nightmare. So when Leo could distinguish the giant figure in the darkness, he threw the bag's contents at its face. "Eat that, motherfucker!" Said the warrior feeling victorious. However Sion had been right about his gut feeling. Not a single colossus had ever set up foot in Leo's kingdom. The job posting had been faked. When Leo's eyes adjusted to the darkness, the figure was no colossus, but an orc piggybacking on the shoulders of another one. A colossus would have fainted, but orcs just laughed when you threw a fisrful of mistletoe at their face. On the other hand, Leo *did* faint when the piggybacking orc blew a fistful of sleep dust over his face.
***
"You beheaded the red demon!" Said the bigger of the two orcs. "Leader Darious is gonna be pissed! He wanted it alive!" "I just removed his helmet, shit-for-brains!" Replied the other. "He's not even a demon, just a puny human wearing a piece of armor!" Leo groggily struggled to open his eyes. There was sunshine, so that meant he had been dragged outside of the cave. His back was resting against the bark of a tree and he quickly noticed that the orcs had tied his hands behind his back, removed his helmet and used a damp piece of cloth to gag his mouth. The human tried not to think about where the foul-tasting piece of cloth had been before. "Besides," continued the smaller orc. "We still have to check if it's the human we're looking for. He should have his hunter's mark somewhere on his body. It should be shaped like a big cat." Of course Leo The Strong had a hunter's mark. All hunters were branded with one when they joined. Both Leo and Sion had these brands below their right breasts as a symbol of their contract, and those tattoo-like emblems weren't just for show, they made them able to communicate with each other. Every symbol was unique, and Leo's looked like a roaring lion's head. He always loved to carve his hunter's mark on every creature he hunted, as a "signature" of a work well-done. It was sort of an unwritten rule between fellow hunters to mark every single beast they hunted during their travels, although it wasn't mandatory. Right now though, Leo wished he hadn't left his mark on the former orc leader's head. "Didn't you hear, shit-for-brains? Look for his hunter's mark!" This giant, stinking, "shit-for-brains" orc went to Leo, grabbed him by his armored leg and started to violently shake the upside-down human. "His armor won't come off!" Said the big orc. The restrained bounty hunter was getting dizzy. "What the fuck are you doing? That's not how it's done!" The smaller orc ended up doing most of the job removing the armor. "Mmmm...A human leg..." Said a drooling "shit-for-brains" when one of the legs of Leo's armor was removed by the smaller orc. "It's so thick and muscular...Hey, do you think Leader Darious would mind if we took just an itty little bite outta that piece of meat?" He said pointing to the leg. "We'd better not take our chances. Anyway, his right leg's clean, let's check the other one." The big orc seemed disappointed, although admittedly the smaller orc started to salivate as well when Leo ended up completely bare from the waist down. "...He was going commando under all that gear!" "Hey, do you think Leader Darious would mind if we took just an itty tiny bite outta that piece of meat?" Said the bigger orc, this time pointing to Leo's cock, which was impressive even in its flaccid state. "I think he would." Replied the other. "What about his balls?" "Seriously, our orders were to deliver him in one piece." "How about just one ball?" "...Maybe, but only if he isn't the hunter if we're looking for." Leo was getting pissed by these two orcs talking about him like he'd make a tasty meal, but his gagged mouth wouldn't let him complain. He tried to stood up while the orcs were busy arguing about this, but they quickly noticed and tied his bare feet together with another piece of rope. Ultimately, his muscular chest was also revealed. And with it, the hunter's mark below his right breast. The emblem of the big cat was there. He was the hunter they were looking for, indeed. However, the orcs seemed disappointed by this discovery. "Aww, that means we can't taste a single bite..."
The journey to the orc tribe's village lasted two days and one night. It had been quite a bumpy road for Leo. He had been carried by a long piece of rope tied to his wrists. The naked human tried to keep up with the pace of the two orcs, but with their bigger frames it was impossible to for the little human to catch up so he ended up tripping and having his bare muscles being dragged on the ground most of the way. He tried psychic calling Sion for help, but the falcon seemed to be too far away. He really hoped the bird hadn't presumed him dead just yet. The orc village wasn't a town per se, it looked more like a random assortment of poorly-built huts around the village's plaza, which was just a huge bonfire. However Leo didn't have the time to think much about the orc's poor architectonic achievements, he was too busy avoiding the hungry glances from all the orcs who were salivating at the sight of the naked human. More than one orc longing for a taste of human meat had to be pushed away from Leo by "shit-for-brains" and by the time they had arrived to the leaders' hut more than one of these orcs had tried to yank the organ that hung freely between the human's legs. Leo didn't know which was more voracious, the orcs' gluttony or their lust, the only thing he did know was that his exposed nether regions could take care of both of their needs. Leader Darious had been expecting this moment for months. He had taken over his father's duties since he had been murdered, and of course the first command he gave to his men was to search for the "red demon" who had murdered his father. It had been a long wait, but finally his latest scheme had been a success, messing up the bounty hunter's Psi-Net had been a bright idea on his part. His father would have been proud. When the captured buck-naked human was taken in his almighty presence, the smelly orc grinned, letting the human take a look at his putrid teeth. "We've finally met, bounty hunter." Said the leader with a deep, powerful voice. "Although I have to admit I'm disappointed, my men said you were a ferocious red demon. Seems like the legends never quite match up to reality, because I only see a puny harmless human in front of me." Of course the gag wouldn't let Leo reply to the ugly orc who was mocking him. The human tried to shout obscenities at the overweight green giant., but only pathetic whimpering could be heard through the used piece of orc loincloth clogging his mouth. "I'm sure you've already figured it out, but yes, the orc you killed three months ago was my father. He was the most powerful, ferocious, intelligent, virile orc I've ever known. As the next in the line, I've followed his steps and went even further, I've succeeded him in every aspect and my tribe has the greatest leader it has ever had...But as his son, it is now time for my revenge." Darious was very proud of this speech. It had gone through several redrafts over the last three months and the rehearsals had been a pain, but all of it had been worth it for this moment. "You killed my father in the most humiliating, ironically inhumane way you could think of. Now it's my turn to do the same to you..." Leo expected the orc to kill him any second. It would be a lie to say the he wasn't scared, but he seemed accepting of his fate. He always knew that all bounty hunters ended up being the ones being hunted sooner or later. No matter how cruel would his death be, he just wished his suffering would be over with quick. "Leo, I told you so." A spark of hope had came to the aid of the bounty hunter in the form of a bird observing the scene from a small crack in the ceiling (or maybe it was supposed to be a window, hard to tell with this orc architecture). "Sion!", said Leo telepathically. "Thanks for stating the obvious." Replied the bird. "Oh, my, seems like I came in at the perfect time to see you get fucked up the ass." "I'm not going to get fucked, I'm going to get *killed*!" "The way every orc in the room is drooling and staring at your pecker, it's hard to tell the difference." "Stop yapping and help me out, you freaking bird!" "Sheesh, give me a break, I've been flying all over the kingdom non-stop for two days looking for you...Can't you show even a tiny glimpse of gratitude?" "It wasn't exactly a first-class flight for me either!" The bird sighed. "Alright, alright...It would be a piece of cake for me to untie you with my beak, but I can't just squeeze through the main door or I'll be just another appetizer for those orcs! I'd need some sort of distraction!" "I'll think of something." Replied Leo telepathically, but actually there wasn't that much else he could do. Darious had been silent for a minute or two observing the naked human. Sure, he had been awaiting this moment for a long time, but he never really thought about how he'd kill him! He could just behead him at that exact moment and be over with it, but then the human's suffering would have been over too soon! And wow, he sure had a nice meaty cock! He had been so centered on his tasks as the orc's tribe that he hadn't been able to satisfy his urges as often as he would've wished and the human's cock seemed so tasty...Wait, no, sucking his dick is not the proper way to commit vengeance, *he* should be the one tasting orc dick!...But Darious wasn't much of a "top" in any case. He had always been a slutty bottom, but he couldn't let the human know that! No, he needed to take care of him in a much more demeaning way... Leo analyzed his current situation: his hands and feet were both tied together, his mouth was gagged and he needed to create a distraction for the orcs guarding the entrance. What were his options? "Under normal circumstances", said Darious continuing his rehearsed speech, "this is where I would remove the damp underwear you're tasting in your mouth to let you say your last words, but you didn't let my father have such dignity, so I don't think you deserve any better than-" Darious suddenly heard laughter and noticed that it came from the guards. "What the hell is so funny?!" Said Darious in a much higher-pitched voice. "I've been rehearsing this speech for weeks, so at don't dare you laugh at it!" "It's not you, it's the human!" Said one of the orcs. "He sure looks pleased!" Said another. Darious glanced at the human. The human's genitals had already looked pretty impressive when he entered the hut, but now they were huge! Not only that, they were dripping with precum and the man's eyes were lost in ecstasy. Was he getting off from being all tied up or something? Bounty hunters live very solitary lives. They may spend months without talking to anyone (psychic animals may be fun to chat with at first, but they don't really count) but, without a doubt most importantly, they may spend months without having sex. That's why all bounty hunters deeply mastered the art of masturbation in record time. In fact, Leo could achieve a hands-free orgasm just thinking about one of his seven wives back home (the young blonde, specifically. Damn she had such a big round butt...What was her name again?) and that's what he was about to do now. "Guards! Stop laughing! Arrrgh!" Darious was really pissed. This was supposed to be his act of vengeance but his captive seemed to be having the time of his life. "Enough of this bullshit! You disgusting pervert, do you get off from being all tied up? The night you killed my father...were you beating your meat as you watched him shit or something like that?!" The orc ungagged the man and threw the damp cloth away. "Answer me!" "Why the hot temper?" Leo said. "Are you mad because you're not the one who's tied up naked in a room full of males?" Darious's face turned tomato red and the other orcs made mocking sounds at him. The fact that there were rumors that their leader used to be a bottoming slut before taking over his father's legacy made everything much worse than even Leo could've known. They were laughing so hard they didn't notice a small bird slipping past them and biting off Leo's ropes. Darious snapped out of it. "You disgusting piece of human shit! Fuck the boring speech! I'm going to freaking kill you right now!" The orc grabbed a heavy maze and prepared to swing it at the bound human and finally... *SLIIIP* More laughter. The leader of the orc tribe froze mid-swing. He was feeling a swift current of air on his nether regions. "I have to admit I'm disappointed, mister tribe leader. " Mockingly said a completely untied Leo swinging an oversized, primitive belt on his right hand. "Seems like the legends never quite match up to reality, because I only see a puny baby-dicked orc in front of me." The orc's tiny prick was exposed to everyone in the room. It was flaccid. Small. Pathetic. "It looks like one of those worms I like so much!" Said Sion. "The ones that melt in your mouth!" Of course Darious couldn't heard the bird's remark, but he did felt like his penis was about to melt to nothing. He tripped over the loincloth on his feet and fell to the hard floor. He felt humiliated and powerless. When the rumors spread, some of the orcs claimed to have even heard him cry on the floor when this happened. "Okay, now...So what's the escape plan?" Said the bird when the laughter began to die down. "Very simple, Sion. Just hand me my sword so I can clear a path through all the orcs leaving a rotting trail of corpses as I triumphantly return home." "Leo...Did you really expect me to carry your heavy sword all the way here?" "...You're joking, right?" said the naked Leo looking at all the fierce-looking orcs in the room. And just like that, Leo was captured once again. However Darious was still too emotionally scarred to say what he wanted to do with the bounty hunter, so the orcs decided to just throw the human into a makeshift cell while their humiliated leader recovered.
***
"How the hell could've this happened?!" Darious cried out sitting on a comfy chair. "He's just a small naked human yet he somehow managed to ridiculize me in front of my men!" "Well, it all comes down to your own self-esteem." Said the tribe's shaman as he worked on his alchemy projects, or as Darious liked to call them, his dark magic mumbo jumbo. "If you don't believe that you're fierce yourself nobody ever will." "I *am* fierce! I am the most ferocious, powerful orc on the tribe!...It's just that, well..." Darious wasn't able to finish his sentence. "It's just that *what*?" "...I'm big, but not good kind of big, more like...fat." Darious said hugging his big green belly. "And...well..." "...And?" "There's a "small" issue concerning my cock..." Said the big orc closing his eyes, expecting the shaman to laugh at him, but the silver-haired orc simply nodded. "Well, I think I've found the cause of your problems..." The shaman began to explain leaving his potions and thingmagic aside. "You want to be fierce and get your revenge, but deep down you feel like an overweight, teeny-weeny bastard who isn't fit to be a leader and just wishes to be the tribe's bottom slut." "That was a...surprisingly accurate deduction." "Darious, I've known you since you were a kid, I know you better than you know yourself." Said the shaman sympathetically. "I also watched how you repeatedly got buttfucked during all of your not-so-secret orgies", he added under his breath. "In any case, I know of a way to get rid of all of your problems at once..."
Leo was pissed. His escape plan had been a total failure, or rather, is lack of one. Now the naked blonde man was rotting away in a cell until the orcs decided on the proper way to execute him. He was hungry and thirsty. He was also bored, his only distraction was the small crack on his cell which he used to take peeks outside and have small talks with Sion. "I tried to call for help over the Psi-Net." Explained the bird. "But the guild says it's not worth it to send any men directly into orc territory and risk another war just to save a single bounty hunter." Sion seemed sad. "I'm sorry Leo, looks like we're alone in this." "Don't be sorry, Sion. And it's me the who's going to get killed. You'll be able to live your life as a free bird." "It just wouldn't be the same...Although now that you mention it, there's this female, Cindy. I met her while I was looking for you and...Uh...I think she's looking for a hunky, beautiful falcon to impregnate her..." "Such a shame there aren't any hunky, beautiful falcons nearby..." "Very funny, Leo." The bounty hunter heard steps coming to his cell, so he ordered the bird to hide. Surprisingly, it was not the orc who brought him rotten food and bowls of dirty water, but leader Darious himself. The orc opened the cell's door and got inside. "Finally, I was starting to get bored awaiting my execution." Said Leo defiantly. But the orc locked the door from the inside and Leo smelt something was wrong. Even more so when the overweight green man started removing his clothes. "Oh, so that's what's it's going to be, uh?" Leo was disgusted, but not too surprised. "You want me to be your private sex toy for the rest of my life? Sure, no problem...But with a dick that size, it's going to get boring real quick." Mocked the small human, although deep down he'd rather be executed. He'd never had sexual experiences with a man before, much less with an orc. "You're completely right," said the orc. "I'm just a tiny-dicked slut...I need a real cock like yours in me." Leo grinned inwardly. At least he wasn't the one getting impaled. He had no intention of losing his anal virginity anytime soon. "Please, be mine." Said the horny orc, his shriveled green cock becoming completely erect, or at least slightly less small. "Woah!" cried the human when the orc tightly embraced him. His naked green and white bodies close together, muscle and body fat interlacing. "Okay, okay, I can be your sex toy but...No gay stuff, okay? It's not really my-" The man had to swallow his own words as the orc's giant-sized tongue forced its way into his mouth. He could taste the orc's putrid breath becoming one with his own, invading his lungs. It's like both men's breathing had become a single one, a single entity exchanging oxygen between them. The bounty hunter had never felt so repulsed in his entire life. His eyes were wide-open in surprise, staring at the orc's ugly face. The orc was ugly, smelly, an...orc. A male orc. Another male was using his body for his own pleasure. It was the first time the bounty hunter had felt dominated during sex. He tried to push away but his fists barely made the orc's green manboobs wiggle like jelly, this seemed to turn on the orc even more. Darious finally removed his tongue from Leo's mouth and began to slide it down his beard, down his muscled pecs, down his six-pack, down his pubes until the dark-colored tongue finally wrapped around the human's cock. It was humiliating to be sucked by a man, but the man's cock reacted naturally and it didn't take long until it was erect as well. But then the orc turned the human over. "Wait...I thought you wanted my cock in you?" "And I do." Was the orc's cold answer. Two giant green hands spread the human buttcheecks apart, revealing the virgin asshole. Leo wanted to cry, when he heard the orc applying lube on his small prick and anus. He doubted such a small cock needed lube to enter any hole and obviously the one doing the fucking didn't need any lube on his anus, but the man's pride had already been stained, so he just kept his mouth shut and prayed this would be over quick. But it wouldn't be over quick, as when the orc impaled the human anus he wouldn't remove it for the rest of both of their lives.
"Is that...lube?" Darious had said when the shaman showed him a bottle of orange jelly-like substance. "Yes, but it's not just any kind of lube." Replied the shaman "It allows you to smoothly absorb another person just by making contact with it. Just apply it on your body parts that you want changed and then it's just a matter of touching the other subject..." "But does it work between different species?" "Of course it does, look for yourself." The shaman pulled up his robe, and Darious for the first time realized the shaman had no legs, but eight tentacles. He preferred not to ask why the shaman had made such an intimate contact with an octopus.
Leo noticed something was wrong. Even more wrong than just having a cock up his ass. He felt his body getting hot all over, like it was melting. "What is happeni_iiiiiing_?!" Cried the human as the handsome feature of his face began to lose definition. The orc was too busy to respond, he was in the middle of some intense pounding. Leo's butt began to fuse into the orc's groin until nothing was left of it, but then he felt air on his buttcheeks again, which for some reason were now bouncing rhythmically. The man stopped feeling his legs, and his arms seemed to be becoming chubbier and rounder. Not a single human feature remained on his head, which now consisted of just a mouth. He felt his head pushing against his neck and his upper body becoming smaller and smaller until it was just eight-inches long. "Arrrgh! I'm about to cum!" Cried out the orc. The human felt an urge inside him, he thought he was going to cry, but instead he puked a big spooge of white spunk into the wall. Leo panicked, he wanted to get out from the orc's body, but when he looked down at his arms they were two hairy green orbs comically moving around trying to get unstuck from a never-ending field of green flesh. His torso was now a cylindrical piece of green meat, his pecs and abs had disappeared. He tried to talk, but just more drips of white spunk came out. Darious looked at his new penis with pride. He examined it, it looked exactly like the human's had looked but in green. The only vestige that cock had ever been Leo was the small mark of a lion's roaring head on his shaft. "Damn, Leo makes such a hot cock...Damn! I should've put on lube on my belly too! I would have loved to also absorb his six-pack! Oh, well. Maybe next time I can find an eight-pack human too..." "WHAT?! You're really saying I'm a fucking cock now?!!" Darious was shocked. He was sure the penis wasn't able to produce any sound, but he could still hear Leo's voice. "This was not supposed to happen!" Said the orc to his genitals. "This is just like when I talk to Sion...It must be because now technically Darious also has the hunter's mark..." "Who the fuck is Sion?" "Damn it! Stop reading my mind!" Said the penis looking straight up at the orc's face. "Your mind? But you're a cock! *MY* cock! You aren't supposed to keep secrets away from me...Oh wow, you have seven wives? I'm 100% gay, but I think the young blonde looks cute...Wait, you don't even remember her name?" "That's none of your business! And...Yuck! Stop thinking about yesterday's orc orgy! It's fucking disgusting!...And you have one every single night?!" "Orgy?...Wow, that reminds me! I can't wait to take you for a test ride on tonight's orgy!" "No fucking way! I'm outta here!" Darious's testicles tried to yank themselves off his body, but no dice. "Oh, that tickles!" "This can't be happening...Please, tell me it's temporary..." The penis suddenly had access to the memories involving the orc shaman, and it wasn't pleased with the answer.
Three years later
Leo's original plea when he revealed to the bird he was now a pair of orc's genitals was "Please, tell to the guild and my seven wives that I'm dead...Don't ever tell anyone about my fate." And Sion had kept his word, but the bird had also promised to Leo that he would visit him at the orc's village every month to chit-chat a little and help him retain his sanity. But after his second visit Sion had found himself once again with that beautiful female falcon, Cindy. And one thing led to the other, they had some crazy wild time together, and...well, someone had to take care of the eggs. And when the hatchlings wanted to spend the winter at the southern continent he just couldn't say no, could he? Sure, he could've said "Let me just check on an orc's penis to see if he's still doing great." But his mate would have never believe him. And when he realized it, it had already been over eighteen months since he had last checked on Leo. And, well, he had to really think of a good excuse to explain his absence, so when he realized it it had already been three years.
The aging falcon flew over the orc's village. It was nearly midnight, so the daily orgy had to be in full swing. He could hear the orc's horrible alcohol-induced singing already. It wasn't too long before he found Darious being fucked up the ass, and the green worm with the hunter's mark swinging up and down in the air. It had been very fortunate for Leo for the leader to be a bottom slut, that meant he barely got up inside any orc's rectum. The bird flew near the chubby orc being fucked and talked telepathically to its green prick. "So...Um...Hi, Leo! Remember me? It's your old pal, Sion!" "Uhhhhh...?" Thought the penis barely lifting itself up. "Yeah, it's been a long time. Sorry about that. My wife is quite the family-girl. We're already brooding our third batch of eggs. Teehee. I wonder how my first batch of kids is doing, probably they are already looking for mates of their own in some far away lands." "Ahhh..." Was the answer that came from the penis. "So, well...I know you may've become quite bored but..." "Sion..." The bird was actually surprised the orc prick had managed to remember him. "Leo! You still remember me..." "Of course...I remember...Everything...The guild...Our glory...My seven wives..." "Oh...Hahaha...I thought you'd be nothing more but an orc's cock and balls by now..." "Sion...I should've told you sooner about this, but I was too ashamed..." The orc fucking Darious was speeding up his pounding and it was hard for the cock to think clearly. "I'm not just Darious' cock and balls..." "Of course you're not! You're much more than that! You're the greatest bounty hunter I've ever known!" "That's not what I mean...What I mean is that-" "AAAAAAAARRRRGHGHH!" Cried out Darious as he farted on the other orc's dick. "I'm about to cum!" *SPLORT* "Yuck...1,095 orgies...And I'm still not used to the taste..." "I know, it must be horrible to puke out so much sperm outta your mouth." "I wasn't talking about the cum...But the orc dicks still make me gag and fart...Sion, I'm also Darious' asshole." The bird was shocked. Three years of just not pissing and cumming, but of tasting all the farts and the shit that smelly orc expelled?! "How can you keep up with this kind of life?" "That's the funny thing, Sion. I can't. Every single day of my life is a living hell. Even if Darious was castrated, I would still be his asshole." Darious gave out a wet fart. "Oh, god...The fifth turd of the day is approaching...Sion, please, help me out! Tell me you'll find a way to restore me, or even erase my existence forever! I just want to-" Sion couldn't hear the rest of Leo's pleas, as they became muffled when Darious went away to take a dump behind some bushes. "I promise you, Leo...That my children will become psychic animals when they grow up, and when they do, they'll raise the greatest bounty hunter this kingdom has ever known, one that will be able to kill the most ferocious orc on the land, liberating you from your cruel fate..." *FART* "...Just be patient for a few more years, okay...?"
THE END?