NOTICE
This story may contain elements of forced / non-consensual sex or things like unwanted degradation.
It should go without saying, but I will say it anyway: In the real world, these acts would be terrible and unacceptable.
Personally, I assume that these characters are all aware of the fact that they exist in a jerk-off story. They are all in on the joke, and that's why they treat these situations as embarrassing or gross instead of horrifying.
If these acts upset you, please do not read this story.
The rest of you, enjoy, and try not to be too ashamed after you take care of business. Please give feedback and criticism, it is most appreciated!
<3 Dick Derkley.
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Tally and the Ogre [Non-consent] [MF] [Fantasy] [Ogre on Elf] [Exhibitionism]
"Okay, Tally, this is a simple process," Chirpy said. "I want you to sit here and watch what I do, then we'll review. Okay?"
"You got it, Chirpy," Tally said. Tally was a young elven woman, a fresh recruit for the HORN Unit, the magical police that keep the peace in Chaste City. She was slender and pale, as were most elves, and her once long and luxurious blonde hair was just starting to regrow after it had been shaved in HORN training. Her standard dark blue HORN uniform hugged her body, from her slender legs to her small but perky breasts.
Chirpy and Tally were alone in the underground Control Room for the Dangerous Beasts Department. At a glance, it would seem like a boring place. As you came down from the main HORN Unit hall, the first thing you would see is the standard HORN desk.. The desk was covered with binders of emergency protocols for the various magical beasts the department held.
In front of the desk was the observation window. You could see directly into a magic beast's cell. Right now, the observation window simply showed an empty cell.
Next was the cell door. The door was made of metal forged in the Chaste City's most renown Hell Forges, and it was covered with blue and gold runes. It was said the cell door was capable of withstanding even dragon's fire.
Lastly, next to the cell door was a small metal dial, with dozens of notches along its sides. Currently, it was pointing straight up.
Chirpy approached the dial and twisted it. As he did, the observation window whisked by several cells. Tally could see glimpses of the dark creatures, some of which she knew, like shadowhounds and embercats, but some shapes looked so dark and sinister, she almost had to look away. Finally, Gork's cell came up.
Gork was an Ogre. He was nine feet tall, with bright green skin, and rippling from head to toe with muscle. He was naked, save for a simple lion cloth around his waist.
Chirply grabbed a tray of food from the desk, supposedly Gork's favorite, a slop of meat and cheese Chirpy together. Chirpy opened the cell door, and slowly walked in, placed the tray on a small table right in front of the observation window, and left. At no point did Gork seem to even acknowledge him.
After placing the tray, Chirpy exited the cell, letting out a sigh of relief as he locked the door behind him. He looked over at Tally.
"Now, tell me, what did I do?"
Tally thought for a second. "You walked slowly, you avoided eye contact, and you made no sudden movements."
"Exactly! Word for word from the handbook. Now, meet me back here in a few hours, and you'll bring Gork his dinner.."
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Tally took a deep breath. She was holding the food tray, standing before the cell door. Chirpy was standing to her side, hand on the cell door handle.
"Just go nice and slow, it's no problem." Chirpy said.
"Nice and slow," Tally repeated, clutching at the tray.
The cell door swung open, and Tally was blasted with a smell of Ogre. Her face scrunched up, but she quickly regained her composure.
From the corner of her eye, she could see Gork in the corner, hunched over. He seemed to not pay her any attention, just like Chirpy.
Encouraged, Tally slowly walked into the room. She turned her back to Gork, and gently placed the tray on the table. She glanced up to see Chirpy looking behind her, a panicked look on his face.
Sniff, sniff
Gork's breathing was so loud, she could hear him sniffing the air, long before she heard the rustling. She slowly turned around to see Gork, no longer hunched, instead, he had moved right next to her, all nine feet of him towering over her.
Tally let out a shriek as Gork swiped out with one of his massive hands, grabbing her by the waist and effortlessly lifting her off her feet. He pulled her close to him, so close that her face was practically touching his brutish, smashed up Ogre face.
