The TV was on in the background, Emily slept soundly on her couch before slowly opening her eyes again. She looked around the room, her pussy was wet from having fingered herself the entire morning. Lights beamed through the nearly opened blinds as the porn on the TV kept playing, it was on autoplay so when the first porn video was finished, it played another. She tried to move but she felt limp, unable to move any muscle of her body. It was happening again, she couldn't believe it was happening again. She closed her eyes as the world around her turned dark, she was in a state of deep slumber.
Drifting in an endless black void of nothingness, there was only her in the void, completely naked. She was unsure she was falling, all she knew was that she was moving in the void. Then suddenly, she landed on a bed, she was able to move and looked at her surroundings to find herself inside her own bedroom. Taking a deep sigh of relief, she leaned back against the bed. She then felt the grip of two hands against her midriff, grasping tightly. Emily looked up, able to move her body to see the Sleeping Demon in her presence. His massive cock then penetrated her pussy, pushing deeper inside her cunt and pulling out which repeated over and over again at the usual rapid pace.
This feeling was exhilarating, Emily wrapped her arms around the muscular build of the demon as he kept fucking up her lesbian cunt. Her legs wrapped around the demon before it had her pinned against the wall, its massive girth kept ramming her pussy with such force. It kept pounding as Emily let out an orgasmic cry, her tongue sticking out as tears ran down her face. Damn did she enjoy it, but damn did she hate how addicted she was and how much she loved it. She wondered if she was truly a lesbian, but those wondering thoughts were clouded in a mist of the orgasmic bliss she was feeling at this moment. Her head rested against his shoulder as she let the demon fuck her, there was no resistance to this unholy satisfaction.
The world around her began to morph, the demon disappeared as she begged for the demon not to go. She floated in the empty void once more, Emily felt her cunt twitching, pleasurable shivers jolting through her body as she fingered her sweet spot. The world around her changed once more, she found her body clothed, imprisoned by what looked like medieval armor. Chainmail with armored plating over it.
In her presence was Audrey in a fancy dress and pointy years, she looked like a princess, and she was. The pointy ears made her look like an elf, and she was in this new world, and so was Emily. Audrey pleaded for Emily not to leave. But Emily assured her loving princess that she would come back soon once they defeated the enemy army. She cupped her gloved hands against Audrey's cheeks before leaning in to kiss her their final kiss. Emily then grabbed her sword and walked away, leaving behind the beautiful princess, longing for her love to return.
The world around her changed again, appearing on a battlefield, flanked by an army of armored knights, all male and female. They faced the approaching army of giant green orcs as they charged against them, swords, hammers, and axes raised to the air as the two opposing forces clashed against each other. Fighting with such ferocity.
Emily slayed the opposing foes before her, swinging her sword at the demons before they could lay their filthy grips on her. She swirled around the battlefield, awaiting her next incoming attacker to face her. She looked around, seeing her fellow warriors slaying orcs in their paths, while some fell to the mercy of an orc warrior, another emerged to slay the orc. Emily proceeded to slay her way through the crowds of orcs moving in her path before she appeared in the presence of an armored warrior, decorated in golden decals. He appeared to be the one who commanded the enemy army. He was massive, his chest exposed, smeared with blood that wasn't his. Sweat glistened off his muscles, breathing heavily from mere exhaustion from cutting down her knights. He held the severed head of a fallen warrior and his massive sword in the other, covered in crimson liquid. He looked down at the human warrior with squinted eyes, scanning her while Emily was frozen in her place.
For the first time, Emily knew fear.
Two Months Later
Her armies were defeated, and all the men who fought alongside Emily were slain or enslaved to work for the orcs. The women who were once her sisterhood were turned into a breeding stock for the orcs to breed more warriors for their army. Elves were the perfect specimen to breed their new army as opposed to regular humans. Emily was chained up in the bedroom of the Orc general. The fallen warrior lay there in the darkness, waiting for the return of the orc general to light up the fireplace before dropping his loincloth to reveal its massive cock hanging between its legs, just as big as the sleeping demon which haunted her, and then use her as his own personal fuck doll. There was nothing she could do to resist, all attempts were met with the same punishment with her body being fucked repeatedly with no end until she submitted and never tried another attempt to escape. That's all she could do, submit and endure all the pounding from a massive cock. Though she hated the way she felt about it, she enjoyed her role as the personal fuck toy of the orc general.
The sounds of moaning could be heard filling the air around her, the sounds of women being fucked, experiencing orgasms over and over again as somewhere within the castle of the orcs, her fellow sisters in arms were used as breeding stock. The thought of this horrified her, what horrified her more was if they had gotten their hands on Aubrey, she'd be damned if anyone laid hands on her. Emily wished she was back at the castle, together with Audrey in bed while the two cuddled and pressed their naked bodies together. She imagined the two spending time in the garden with no one else around but themselves, enjoying watching the leaves fall from the trees and eating an apple by the trunk of the tree. They would have the entire garden for themselves, wandering around completely naked, their bodies free to experience the light breeze of the wind against their exposed skin, free from the shackles of wearing clothes. But even such nice thoughts were plagued with some of the depraved fantasies she's been having where the both of them were slaves to the savage orcs, their bodies becoming breeding stocks for the most powerful orc to lay their seed.