Chapter One: Illiana
...Or Liana for short. Regardless, when I woke up it seemed as if my life was about to end. So, my name didn't matter anymore. Not that anyone cared, that is. My vision returned with a headache and sudden rush of other feelings. My arms were over my head and bound by leather straps chains that led to a hook on a post. I began to hyperventilate at the thought of being murdered. I wanted to scream, but I didn't.
I looked down at myself and noticed that I was naked. My breasts reclined in the open and the cool morning breeze grazed my buttocks, rousing goosebumps. I thought of a thousand ways I was to die and I began to cry.
As I broke down into tears and heavy breathing I took notice to my surroundings. I was in the forest not too far from town but far enough from any main trails for my screams to never be heard. The post I was restrained to looked as if it was originally used to hang deer for blooding and skinning. There was a little hut just a few lengths away as well, but it looked abandoned.
They said the Orcs were pushing down south in small groups. I chose to ignore this warning. It didn't apply to me. I never left the town until last night, when my life was changed forever. I made a mistake and it took everything from me. But it didn't matter anymore. I was to die here.
The door to the little cottage opened and two Orc women walked out. Goddess please, not Orcs. My heart began to race faster than ever. Here it came, my final moment. This was when they ate me.
The two Orc women stopped just in front of me and crossed their arms, appearing to observe my nude body. I observed them too, with my tear-filled eyes. They were both taller than me, but one was taller than the other.
The taller one's skin was a lighter green. Her hair was shaved all but a long black ponytail in the back. Her face was mean and chiseled, like the rest of her body. She had two tusks poking out from the corners of her mouth and long pointed ears riddled with rudimentary ornaments. The other was a little shorter and with a darker shade of green skin and long braided hair held messily in a bun with, what appeared to be, small bones. Her ears were round, like a humans, and free of piercings. Her tusks were less prominent too. Her breasts, much bigger than the taller one, but she still seemed much stronger than many men and a horse. Fear turned me into a pile of tears and death, yet for some reason I couldn't explain, they had a beauty to them.
It was then that I noticed that the two of them had male genitals. I died right then. The taller Orc's penis seemed like that of a horse. Her massive balls held up tightly to the rather large sleeve that hid her penis. The shorter Orc's cock was that of an uncut human. But still, they were both large, and I fainted in response.
But they didn't let me stay out, I woke to being tickled around my ribs. The sensation shot through my bones and roused me back to the world. I continued crying. I continued pouting out loud like a little cunt. I didn't want to die at a young eighteen cycles of age.
I was sandwiched in between them with the taller scary Orc lady behind me and the shorter darker one in front. As the Orc behind me slid her hand up and down my body, the Orc in front grasped my neck and forced my jaw open. She stuck her nose in my mouth and took a deep breath from me, taking in all of my fear. Her other hand took one of my breasts, and squeezed pain wrenchingly tight.
This was when I quit. I was to be raped and eaten.
The darker one took to her knees, running her nose down through my breasts and stomach, to my vagina. I closed my eyes. Hands prodded my body as I could feel the sensation of being sniffed down in my nether regions. The darker one took my right leg and propped it over her shoulder. She ran her finger down the small patch of hair over my pussy and over my clit and labia. I didn't know what to do. So, I just breathed.
She split my labia, opening my pussy to her, and with violence the one behind me took my breasts into her hands as the other Orc slid her long pink tongue into me. I moaned out loud like a whore. By the Goddess— I moaned like a little slut as she twirled her tongue around inside me and rubbed against all the spots that made me squeal.
The two little tusks at the corner of her mouth dug into my thighs as she berated my pussy with what felt like the tongue of horse. She went deep within me and pulled out, over and over, while the Orc behind me ravaged my breasts and licked my neck. I began to sweat from the pulsating glory of being taken by a tongue. My heart beat faster and faster for every push and pull in and out of my pussy. I screamed in a mind-numbing trance. I couldn't take this any longer.
"I'm!"
I yelled, but I couldn't finish ... I came.
Flailing like a wounded deer, my eyes rolled to the back of my head, and then nothing but blank nothingness for a moment.
When I woke, I found my self looking at the wooden floor of the deer stand's platform. I was bound with my knees to my chest and my arms around the back of my knees, and I was hanging from the deer stand. I looked up at the two Orc woman with fear still painting my eyes with tears. They grinned at me and it said everything. My torment would never stop.
The taller one walked around me to my back side carrying a wooden bowl, the shorter one stepped up to my face. Her cock rested against my cheek and I could smell her stench. It was the musk of an unclean barbarian. I nearly puked.
