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 No.66112

The land before you is lush… fertile… and full of women from softer, civilized lands, come to settle this rich, uncivilized land of verdant valleys, flowing streams, and tall mountains dividing them. You know the time is right to strike against them, and secure more breeding stock via force and guile. The weaklings won't know what hit them, and soon their riches and properties will lay open to you.

But first… what kind of beast are you?

 No.66113

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>Centaur

>Fleet of foot and strong (Increased physical finesse and greatly increased physical power)

>Mental stats unchanged (charm and intelligence as normal)

>Breeds true with almost any humanoid

>Your tribe may aid you


 No.66114

File: 1454782272023.jpg (309.34 KB, 842x1276, 421:638, 34837.jpg)

>Dragon

>Massive increase to physical power, great increase to intelligence, increase to charm

>Flight and magical talents

>Does not breed true

>Dragons don't like other dragons - you're rolling solo, at least at the start.


 No.66115

File: 1454782505984.jpg (1.05 MB, 907x1024, 907:1024, elfmaidsandminotaurfinal.jpg)

>Minotaur

>Massively increased physical power

>Breed true

>Your tribe may aid you


 No.66116

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>Orc

>Greatly increased physical power and increased intelligence

>Access to devious technology (crude explosives, steam engines)

>Breeds true

>Your tribe may aid you


 No.66118

File: 1454783009133.jpg (183.4 KB, 768x1512, 32:63, 1368391224828.jpg)

>Werewolf

>Greatly increased physical power and finesse in wolf form

>Hard to kill without specific knowledge of weaknesses

>Can take human form, though loses powers when doing so

>Breeds true

>Your pack may aid you.


 No.66120

File: 1454783179849.jpg (557.93 KB, 1240x1011, 1240:1011, 1384514240943.jpg)

>Savage Human

>No particular bonuses

>Explicit 'hard mode'

>Your tribe may aid you


 No.66121

I'll check back in a few hours, or when I get enough replies. There will be a *very* light use of stats in this, and no dice rolling. Most decisions will be decided via player vote. I plan on updating about once every 24 hours, more on weekends.


 No.66124

We dragon now motherfucker. Also holy fuck yes this thread.

But in all seriousness Dragon is top tier alpha monster shit man, you don't fuck with the dragon and the dragon has longer life, and more potent than most any other race.


 No.66125

I call dibs on the savage human.


 No.66127

>>66124

B-but the knots and horsecocks..

>no feral wolfpack

Meh, Centaur I guess.


 No.66130

Nope. Gotta be orc. Greenskins are best.


 No.66136

wow, so why humans anyway? just cuz hard mode?

>>66130

I (>>66124) am willing to accept orcs as a secondary option if no one else wants dragons.


 No.66139

I'll give it some more time, I'd like to get a few more replies.


 No.66141

>>66120

human all the way shit son yeah


 No.66142

Oh shit, the non-teratophiles are out in force. Hmmm…I mostly put the human in there as a joke.


 No.66143

>>66141

>>66114

wait nvm dragon. But, does it knot curator? Only switching if there's a dragon knot.


 No.66145

>>66143

There could be knot. After y'all figure our your species we'll figure out what 'sexual superpowers' you have.

Seriously, though, if people pick human I'll roll with it. Just understand - you're just a human. I made my bed, I can lie in it lol.

Maybe I'm imagining things, but didn't there use to be a function on this board that gave everyone unique IDs by IP address on threads?


 No.66146

>>66145

I'll switch to being an Orc


 No.66147

>>66145

That's long dead. But yeah, lets change my vote to dragon


 No.66148

>>66147

fuck it aint how the fuck am I supposed to do that shit


 No.66149

>>66148

tripcodes


 No.66150

Right now we're at 2 dragon, 2 orc, and 1 centaur, in that case.


 No.66151

one vote for dragon, which was revised to go to orc if no one liked dragons, one vote for humans got changed to orcs, one vote for centaurs, one vote for orcs, one vote for humans got changed to dragons that knot. Soo yeah, that's the current vote. Orc folks why you want Orc? I'm rooting dragon cuz of hoards, immortality, fire breath, and powerful magic. Plus half-dragons are sexier than base humans.


 No.66152

Orc all the way

Also, guess I'll use a name so it's a little clearer how many people are getting involved.


 No.66153

>>66152

please man check out my name


 No.66155

I'll close it up at 5 PM PST. Give someone a chance to be a fly in the ointment and tie things up again. But it's looking good for the orcs.

3 orc, 2 dragon, 1 centaur


 No.66156

>>66145

It's an option the mods have to switch on.


 No.66157

>>66151

>>66130 here. Because green is best, of course. also because it opens the door for fem-orc shenanigans. let no 'umie slave go to waste, i say


 No.66160

Dragon. Let's make it happen.


 No.66161

Werewolf here to give the doge dickings.


 No.66162

>>66161

smart


 No.66163

>>66160

Unfortunately, you piped in just after 5 PM. Dragon *was* my favored option, but orcs are a close second, and I'm already composing the post.


 No.66164

>>66160

>>66163

Damnit man, you missed it by Thaaaaat much. Oh well, much like OP my choices were dragon then orc so let's see how this goes.


 No.66165

>>66163

>>66164

Such is life in the zone


 No.66167

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The tribe has spoken - you are an orc raid leader. Leading a group of two dozen scrappy orcs taking refuge in cold caves with rich iron deposits, you haven't secured enough loot or slaves to call yourself a proper chief, so your current position is merely as the chosen first-among-equals. If you wish to retain your position of leadership, you must lead your tribe to prosperity. Orcs value fecundity, innovation, and violence, and you should be exceptional in all three of those arenas if you wish to earn the respect of your tribe, as well as other orcs who may journey to join you if your legend grows.

Before your story truly began, you cut your teeth facing adversity in many lands - how would you describe your skillset?

Careers

Warrior

+1 physical power, +1 physical finesse

Gladiator

+1 physical power, +1 charm

Hunter

+1 physical finesse, +1 intelligence

Priest

+1 charm, +1 intelligence

Thief

+1 physical finesse, +1 intelligence

Mage

+2 intelligence

(I will also need your opinion on several other factors - 1, would you like to already have one orc wife/partner, 2, would you like focus on consensual, dubcon, or nonconsensual play, and 3, what do you guys thinks sets orcs apart from humans, elves or dwarves, at least sexually… we certainly know they fuck harder, better, faster, and stronger, but go into more detail.. so that's 4 things I'll need in your vote posts. I'll consider each item individually unless it becomes impossible.)


 No.66168

>>66167

Mage, let's hypno some bitches.

1. No.

2. noncon or dubcon, into con!

3. larger dicks, and green cum!


 No.66169

>>66167

And just now I'm realizing that I meant to put the Hunter as +1 physical power and +1 intelligence. Moving on.


 No.66170

>>66167

Hunter sounds right to me, we need to be Kunnin' an' Brutal. Plus this gives us some practical skill at always finding new slaves and victims and lets us plan around our peers.

1 If we had a mate we wouldn't be out here, raiding is a young orc's game.

2 Non/dub into consensual (ahegao are best faces)

3 Orcs have oversized sexual characteristics, male and female both, this is because they are wired for breeding more than humans and other races owing to their shorter lifespan. Larger testes, phalli, mammaries, and more elastic vaginal cavities, it's likely orc women have intrinsically wider hips to cope with always being in breeding condition. The wiring difference results in orcs having a pretty constant breeding musk going on, so most orcs are very trackable by scent, on the other hand, orc musk is still an aphrodesiac to most species soooo there you go.


 No.66171

Orc Mage (shaman)

We needs dat cunnin' to be a proppa boss

1. No

2. Non or dub

3. Quick-refill balls, we need to be able to cum with less downtime before we're ready to go again at peak performance


 No.66173

>>66170

diss nigga knows whats up


 No.66174

>>66167

Hunter

No

Noncon preferably, but it's all good

Orcs are capable of impregnating many different races, but their rate of fertility from each ejaculation is low - so they have lots of sexual stamina and can cum many times in one night to compensate. Also, since male orcs can impregnate females of other races and many races tend to be smaller (and thus tighter), orc females have had to evolve in order to compete. As such, female orcs have a unique talent in having a lot of control over their pelvic and vaginal muscles, allowing them to create unusual and pleasurable sensations for the male and themselves.


 No.66179

Gots to go folks, I'll try to be online for things later on in the evening, seeya. Oh and if we have a choice- pursuing human pussy over elf pussy, humans got some meat and some curves yo.


 No.66180

>>66167

Agreeing with Hunter. We's be kunnin' but not a git.

Yes, but that doesn't mean we can't be going out for more. We's be getting a harem cuz that's the orky way.

Dub/Con. Bitches love the green.

Orc genitals are always bigger, thicker, males have knots so the woman can't escape. Fem-orcs evolved vaginas that are elastic but tight to cope with that, also because they often birth litters. Orcs do not know their physical limits and cannot be slowed down by physical pain. This added to their superior physique means that their sexual stamina is effectively unlimited, as they don't get sore or tired.

Obviously orcs always breed true, halfbreeds do not exist.

since orc women are always nursing multiple young, they have exceptionally huge nipples and as the grow, they may develop additional nipples upon their areolae

Finally, orc semen/milk is narcotic when consumed by non-orcs. Once you get a taste, you're hooked for life, so even slaves who can escape, don't.

>>66179

Humies be fine, but orc on elf is the true orky way.


 No.66185

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>>66167

Hunter. Need to wear bitchin' furs and ride huge beasts into battle.

1. Not yet. Gotta get ourselves a proper orcy woife, then da haarem!

2. Dubcon into Con.

3. Orcs can cum way more at a time, and have no concept of a refractory period. They also have an instinctual drive to seek out as many varied, worthy mates as possible for breeding. Since orcs breed true, this helps perpetuate the species and gains them resistance from diseases that would afflict a species that only breeds with itself. Plus it's hot.

Also addictive cum sounds pretty good lets do that too


 No.66201

>>66167

Orc Hunter it is.

1. We don't want a previous relationship because Orc breeders shoot and scoot as they please.

2. Nonconsensual play since it's much better when the woman believes she wouldn't have her life changed for the better by a healthy dose of Orc jam.

3. The main benefit of having sex as an Orc is the brutality. Being attuned to such primitive sexual energy allows the Orc to have zero remorse for what he does. As a hunter, the Orc learned long ago to disregard his prey and go for what makes the most sense out in the wilderness. As the leader of the clan, the Orc hunter has no choice but to make instant decisions despite others not being too enthusiastic about them.

Any fertile womb within reach must be thoroughly impregnated to ensure that the Orc's line continues. You just have to be a brutal, bestial creature to plant seeds in so many warm bellies.


 No.66204

>>66167

I like the idea of Mage or Priest so we can be the tribe's warshaman or some such, but Hunter is good too and it seems pretty obvious that's what will win. Still, I'll toss my vote in on Mage all the same. I'd have probably voted for Dragons earlier if I knew this thread existed before now. Well, maybe we can say we're part dragon (whether that's true or not) to help build an intimidating reputation.

1. Nah, not one dedicated partner. A casual fuckbuddy would be fine, but let's not take a wife. Certainly not yet, at least. If we are going to have a dedicated partner it'll be more interesting to see the relationship develop on its own anyway (although I'd be totally fine with never settling down with one specific partner).

2. Dubcon is my flavor of choice. Mixing in some consensual and noncon stuff once in a while would be best, but honestly as long as it's not noncon all the time I think I'll be happy.

3. Orc semen is distinctly known for its unusual property of causing pleasure when exposed to flesh. Larger amounts of semen or exposure to more sensitive flesh heightens the pleasure, potentially to the point of being able to cause an orgasm all by itself. This means the experience of an orc cumming inside you is quite pleasurable and able to offset whatever discomfort their substantial size might cause, which helps orcish folk break in people that aren't so keen on the whole "orc breeding sow" thing. Particularly strong-willed individuals might receive treatments such as being bukkaked by several orc men or sticking plugs in cum-filled orifices so that the victim is awash in pleasure and orgasms overnight.


 No.66210

I'll compose the next post in the morning - voting's still up until I do.


 No.66213

>>66201

Pump and dump is for irresponsible niggers. Real poppa orks pump and keep.

1. Not yet. Buildin' dat harem from step 1.

2. Dubcon to con. Breaking our sluts to have all the pussy on tap is the best idea. Gotta be brutal AN' kunnin'.

3. Agreeing with the addictive semen and oversized genitals. Orcs are among the largest if not the largest of all humanoids. Their genitals are still much larger proportionally than other races'. I'm talking knee-lenght, wrist-thickness here. some women may or may not have them too


 No.66217

>>66201

I second this


 No.66232

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>5 hunter 3 mage – while an orc mage would have been interesting, being a hunter allows me to showcase some things about orc tech in this setting…

>Looks like y'all wanted to be running solo at the start – no starting waifu

>Dubcon appears to be the flavor of choice, with a smattering of choices for con and noncon. I'll keep that in mind.

>Huge cocks, massive and numerous loads, and druglike semen. Orc women have huge tits and… 'talented' pussies as well…

You are Mordo, a strong and cunning orcish hunter. Not long ago, the other members of your group were in the employ of a human wizard, serving as bodyguards and minders in his secluded tower. The relationship between him and his greenskinned henchmen soured over a disagreement in fundamental life philosophies, and before he could harm your bretheren you put a round through his head. You two dozen greenskins traveled far, before finding an ideal place for orcs to lair – iron-rich mountains, with a clear mountain stream nearby your cave. There you wintered, and while your cave is defensible, your supplies have run low in the spring, and it is time to venture out into the wider world. You enjoy the current favor of your kin, being elected to lead the group until such time as you are considered a failure. The twenty and three orcs at your command are all skilled woodsmen and adept at moving through trackless land, and all know the basics of combat, each having at least one good steel weapon.

Notables:

Tamar, the smith and priest: An older orc, who keeps the semi-sacred lores of metallurgy and alchemy. As of this moment he had taken it upon himself to remind you small group of orcs far from your homeland of what the gods had in mind for you, and he repeats it like a mantra: fecundity, innovation, violence. He has the awareness of how to craft explosives and gunpowder, but lacks the raw materials. He is a talented smith of armor and weapons, but could only craft the most basic firearms.

Gagura, the reader: Before leaving the citadel of the mage, she took it upon herself to steal a couple of his books, and the clever orcess has been teaching herself the basics of magic. For most of the group this is simply an out-of-context issue that they pay no mind. Outspoken, she does serve as a counterbalancing opinion to Tamar, and she noted that as the tribe had only barely enough food to survive the winter, they should avoid breeding. This has resulted in much grumpiness but no starvation.

The orc people:

Tall and wide of frame, with skin ranging from the green of a new sapling in the youngest of females to a dark forest green in the oldest and thickest skinned males, the orcs are seen as savage and dangerous by most civilized peoples. It is true that their lusts and appetites seem to eclipse those of the other humanoid races, and for that reason they are often pushed to the harshest environments, living in small tribes and eking out a rough living. Female orcs average about six feet in height, and it is not uncommon for the males to reach seven. Muscular in both cases, the females nonetheless temper their power with large breasts, hips, asses, and thighs. A highly sexual race, their fecundity is legendary, as well as the fact that any child fathered by a male orc will be a full breed greenskin. For this and other reasons, in areas where they are in contact with other races, taking female captives is of paramount importance, and the orc leaders who can provide female captives for their warriors are held in the highest regard. Women and girls captured by the orcs rarely wish to return; the aphrodisiac and intoxicating powers of orc seed being strong enough to entrance even the strongest-willed. They instead find themselves as harem slaves to the most successful and powerful of orc raiders, breeding the next generation of rapacious and violent greenskins.

>Mordo

>Physical Power 4

>Physical Finesse 2

>Charm 2

>Intelligence 4

>Notable Possessions: Boar Spear, Skinning Knife, Leather Armor, Handcrafted Longrifle

The cold has lifted, and now, with the advent of spring, it is imperative that your tribe find food. One of the weaknesses of orcs compared to humans, although they'd be loathe to admit it, is that their great size and vigor means they must consume an impressive amount of food. As you see it, you have three options, eyeing the human settlement across the valley with its trio of fires illuminating the pre-dawn air.

>Raid human settlement (And possibly get some slaves as well)

>Trade with human settlement peacefully (And possibly get some information from them)

>Ignore the humans for now, go hunting (And possibly explore the area a bit more)


 No.66238

>>66232

>Ignore the humans for now, go hunting (And possibly explore the area a bit more)

We need the lay of the land if we're gonna be hunters, and when we raid in the future we will need somewhere to defend and fall back to if they counterattack


 No.66240

>>66238

Yeah, seconding this. We'll figure out what to do with or to the humans later, but for now it's important that we collect our bearings. There are numerous natural resources that could be useful, beyond just food.

On an unrelated note, what exact does charm represent? Is it just our ability to sweet talk or seduce someone, or is it personal magnetism in general?


 No.66241

>>66232

fuck up dem humans and raid real good


 No.66247

>>66240

Social skills and charisma in general. We're not rolling dice or anything for this, the values I'm giving you are just for your guys' own guidelines - 2 is the human baseline, so our protagonist isn't especially gifted in that way, and he's leading more due to his good plans and personal prowess than due to inspiring command at this point. And, actually, I messed up again - 4 is the orc baseline, so Mordo's stats should be:

>Mordo

>Physical Power 5

>Physical Finesse 2

>Charm 2

>Intelligence 4

Basically success or failure is dependent on Mordo's relative stats, you guys don't know going in whether or not you can succeed at an action but you can bet that Mordo is going to be more likely to succeed at something where he gets to use his massive strength than his agility. Notably, that means that while Mordo *does* have a sweet rifle, he isn't a particularly good shot atm - you can only really count on accuracy out to 100m.


 No.66252

>>66232

Let's go ahead and travel down there to barter with them humans. Orcs do what they gotta do to survive!

If we slightly improve our relations, then it will be easier to take from them in the future if we have to. Since we do have some gadgets they may want, technology may favor us on the trade. We can even scan their campsite to give us reconnaissance as we prepare for future interactions with them. Having their women get a good look at our physical prowess will also serve to have their minds ready for insemination, should the time come.


 No.66255

>>66232

Hunt and explore. Get the lay of the land first, and maybe score some meat for dinner.


 No.66267

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Now that the snow is melting, you think it is high time to get out and do some hunting. You're not unfond of jerkey and pemmican, but a whole winter of eating it is not ideal. It's been too long since you or your tribe mates have gorged yourself on something fresh. Leaving Tamar in charge, you and some of the other males set out in the early morning light to find some game. It isn't long before you find a flock of wild turkeys drinking at a stream running down a mountainside. Surrounding them, you take them down with sling stones and arrows. The meat will be lean and gamey, but well worth it. It's as you're tying the dead fowl together one of your hunters, a young orc named Gerkhi, calls for you. Brushing some melting snow off a rock, he reveals a carved rune on the stone – unmistakably dwarven, though what it means or what clan it belongs to is unknown. You're not certain, but you think it means that their might be an entrance to one of the underground dwarf citadels at the top of this valley, perhaps where the river flows out of the mountainside. Looking up the ravine, you can't tell for certain – there's no obvious carved stonework, and you haven't found tracks in the snow. It's worth reconsidering your options – a couple orcs could load themselves down and return to the mine with food while the remaining four of you could go on ahead. Dwarves are even less likely to make peaceful contact with orcs than humans are, but it's not unheard of.

Mordo

>Power 5

>Finesse 2

>Charm 2

>Intelligence 4

>Notable Possessions: Boar Spear, Skinning Knife, Leather Armor, Handcrafted Longrifle

>Worry about potential dwarves later, head back to the mine

>Try to find the dwarves' hidey-hole upstream, if it exists

>Explore further

(Are we cool that there hasn't been much kink yet? I hope to lead into it soon… don't want things to get boring… ;-)


 No.66271

>>66267

>>66267

You're world building, it's fine to take your time!

>Try to find the dwarves' hidey-hole upstream, if it exists


 No.66274

>>66267

dang, I missed the last round. Still I can't be unhappy with our charaacter and starting materials. Nicely done Curator, I like the world so far!

I agree we should find the dwarves now, an established dwarven mine with a high population would be a source of strength for any of their trading partners, and knowing it's location will let us raid any trade caravans, as well as set up ambushes against any survivors fleeing our raid in the human village. If the humans don't know about them, then knowing the dwarf's location could prove a valuable bargaining chip in our dealings with them, potentially allowing us to turn the humans into allies against the stunted bastards. Then we can absorb the human village without a fight, seducing their wimmen and enslaving their men without a spear lifted or shot fired. Find the dwarves, determine human - dwarven relations in the region.


 No.66275

>>66274

das right cunnin' tha is


 No.66277

>>66267

Find the dwarves, but don't do so right away. Mark the location of this place, come back with the food and supplies and come back with a full raiding force tomorrow. You don't know exactly what's in there - there may not be any dwarves at all.

If there are dwarves, then go with Dakkalad's plan.


 No.66279

>>66277

Ah, sorry I musta been misrepresenting my intentions Greenskin, I meant that over the next few days or so we should ascertain the dwarven strength and relationships. We'll need to move on the humans sooner than that I think. Two dozen orc warriors in their valley? They'll notice our hunting no matter how low-key we keep it. Best to strike while the iron is hot. Once we locate the dwarves if we can't kidnap one (a guard or similar, but only kidnapping them if they react with hostility), then we should move quickly to scout the human camp or anything else we come across in the immediate area.


 No.66283

>>66267

>Worry about potential dwarves later, head back to the mine

It's good to learn about the dwarves, but it's best to not do so after splitting up- if things turn sour it would be important to have as many strong-armed orcs with us as possible. I think we should go take the food back to our tribe first, and then collectively go looking around for potential dwarven settlements with our whole hunting group instead of just part of it.


 No.66291

>>66267

>Worry about potential dwarves later, head back to the mine

No need to spread de forces too thin. Get a couple o' zugzugs down into de mine, slip away with de supplies 'an make back to Gagura at de camp to see how big da titties are.


 No.66301

>Worry about potential dwarves later, head back to the mine


 No.66303

Vote is currently tied. Shit.


 No.66327

>>66267

explore futher


 No.66330

>>66303

>Worry about potential dwarves later, head back to the mine

We should get ourselves and the tribe set up before we do anything rash.


 No.66333

Oiz been finkin det we'z should be plannin wot we'z gotta do ta get da Boyz all set. Wotz da priority fer our batch a gitz?


 No.66337

>>66303

>Worry about potential dwarves later, head back to the mine

We don't know what the rune means. Make a sketch of it and bring it back to our home base, Tamar or Gagura might know something about it.


 No.66339

>>66271

Changing my vote to this >>66337


 No.66420

>>66303

Not sure if the op ditched the quest or is writing a monster post…

On the hope that he doesn't, what does everyone think our first goal is for the tribe?

Are we trying to get food and supplies? A base of operations? Are we raiding for lewdslaves first? What's the group think?


 No.66421

>>66420

I'll betcha five bucks he ditched it.


 No.66438

>>66421

Huh, didn't notice it til now but yeah he must have. Just recounted the votes before his 'tied, shit' post and it's two for finding dwarves and three for doing that later while we go back to the tribe. Guessin he wanted an excuse.

Well if he doesn't post by thursday morning one of us can take it over.


 No.66439

>>66420

Sorry, had to rewrite a giant ass paper for school. Will update later tonight, hopefully a couple times if people vote.

I had been waiting until I got six votes to go on; I'm thinking that I might be better served doing multiple updates as long as I'm around and the iron's hot - your guys' thoughts on this? Would it be upsetting to be left out of votes? Should I try to find some sort of schedule for this sort of thing?

>>66438

AFAIK it was tied. Maybe I miscounted? One person was 'do this, but with qualifiers.'


 No.66441

>>66439

As far as I'm concerned you should run the quest how you see fit. If the thread's getting attention then keep going, if you run low on inspiration, ready material, or thread interest, let it go. But communication is important when you're the QM or DM or GM or whatever, gots to let people know when you plan to be around.


 No.66445

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You decide that caution is the better call here, and group up your hunters and head back to the mine. You're not worried about being followed in the melting snow. Soon, you're back in the home you and your people have made for the last few months, passing the game off to be cooked. The orc women emerged from their communal quarters, smiling and grinning. Kalina, the senior orcess at 32 winters gave a chortle.

“Ah, fresh meat!” the voluptuous green-skinned woman, her assets bouncing in her skimpy leathers, before leading some of the tribe in a song of the same name.

In the hubbub you set aside your hunting gear, making eye contact with the smaller (though still very busty by human standards) Gagura and beckoning her to your corner with a crooked finger. She approaches, brows furrowed in puzzlement. You take a moment to appreciate her bared skin around between her fur leggings and top, her muscled and bare midriff only flawed in that it does not bear one of your offspring within. It's been a hard winter, in more ways than one, you think, wryly, and regret the decision to have the woman sleep separately to avoid unnecessary pregnancies during a lean winter. The nights spent semi-awake hearing the moans and cries of the sister orcesses' mutual enjoyment of each other certainly grated on you at one point.

“Yes, Mordo? What is it?” asks the orc girl, her hips swaying as she comes closer.

“Come. Sit. I have something to show you.” She sits down next to you, and you encircle her with a massively muscled arm around her shoulders. Picking up a smaller rock, you sketch the dwarven symbol you encountered earlier that day. “What is this? What does it mean, girl?”

Gagura thought for a moment before answering.

“I think it's a symbol for a farm? And it indicates a clan ownership. From what I hear Dwarves often farm in isolated mountain valleys, sometimes inaccessible without entering their cave system…” She trails off a moment, locking her yellow, gleaming eyes with yours, her grass-green skin looking darker in the torchlight. For a moment, you consider the situation… such a settlement, or outpost, could be quite defensible even if not built for war. Though if they had food, it might be worth raiding. Or trading, dwarves certainly had use for ore… but then you come back to the present, the orc girl pressed against you, your cock instinctively hardening in your breeches. Her lush lips are opened, a question obviously on them.

“Mordo? A question… what do you plan on doing with us nine virgins and widows? It's been a hard winter but it's springtime now.” She leans back into you. “And we should start swelling our numbers sooner rather than later. I shouldn't mind being your wife… or one of your wives…”

Her eyes are wide again, gleaming, as she looks at you, biting her lower lip. You reach down, squeezing her perky ass through her breeches. She will certainly be bred, and well… but what of the other orc women? You could leave them to their own devices, but as the leader the care and direction of unattached orc women is traditionally your bailiwick. While not unheard of, however, taking possession of them yourself would be a bold move, and would definitely signal that you expect to provide the other male orcs slaves through raiding, and soon.

Mordo

>Power 5

>Finesse 2

>Charm 2

>Intelligence 4

>Notable Possessions: Boar Spear, Skinning Knife, Leather Armor, Handcrafted Longrifle

>Gagura should be enough for you for now. You will enjoy teaching her the joys of rut and breeding, in any case. Leave the rest of them be, or forbid them from submitting to an orc for now.

>All of the orc women should be yours. You're the strongest and most clever, in any case; together you'll have strong children.

>Allocate them to other orcs in the tribe… there aren't enough to go around, and it might be tricky to do so without making some disgruntled.


 No.66448

>>66445

>>66445

>Gagura should be enough for you for now.

I vote we take the educated and sexy orcess for our own. 1 She's into us. 2 filling our harem with only orcs will mean we don't have first pick of the first slaves. 3 We can keep the other males off our back by staging a hunting competition- the nine who bring back the most weight of food from hunting only (and as a hunter we can tell if it was carrion or stolen instead of wild game) being allowed to take wives. Those who fail to achieve this will be desperate and angry and highly motivated. THEY will be the ones we take with on our first raid of the humans or the dwarves with the information we gain from those who went hunting altogether.

THat's for later though.


 No.66454

>>66448

Spot-on. This is the best way to go forward


 No.66455

>>66448

Seconding this. If we're the singular father of the next generation, there's bound to be some unsavory results from inbreeding.


 No.66457

>Gagura should be enough for you for now

That’s true. If the entire next generation are only Mordo’s children, that could disenfranchise the rest of the group. Focusing on moulding Gagura into the perfect example of an orc wife could give the other women a strong role model, and Mordo a reliable ear and way of influencing the domestic side of things.

I like the idea of a hunting competition. It keeps the other orcs on their toes, and lets the women know they aren’t just being knocked up by runts, but instead worthy hunters.


 No.66463

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You pull Gagura's arms above her head and unlace her top. She is unresisting, yet you insist on holding her firmly until her big, green tits are exposed to the warm cave air. You pull the young orcess towards you, her back against your chest as you tease and pinch her nipples, eliciting an involuntary yelp from your new lover as she shivers with pleasure. Gagura archs her back, grinding her perky ass into your crotch as you plant fierce kisses along her shoulder, neck, and cheek. You wrap one strong hand around her throat and begin undoing your own clothes.

“Oooo- I've been so pent up the whole winter. My sisters treat me well, but what I've needed is a good, hard fucking… make me a woman. Fill my belly with your litter…” Her voice was low and sultry, yearning, almost in agony from desire denied. Soon your cock is free, a massive, thick rod prodding at the small of Gagura's back, leaving a trail of intoxicating precum on her skin. She shivers again as her body responds to the pleasure-causing liquid.

“What's… what's happening?” Gagura's hips start to rock almost involuntarily as her body responds to your seed, her belly flexing, abdominal muscles torquing as her inner channel flexed, pulses of pleasure shooting through her. “I… ooooh…. this feels so gooood…”

Grinning, you throw her onto a nearby pile of furs, grabbing the waist of her breeches and pulling them off as she flies to a rest on the soft pile. Laying on her back, hips twitching with arousal, she stares back at you with heavy-lidded eyes, breathing hard. You know for certain that other members of the tribe are watching you now. Gagura's hairless crotch is moist with arousal, her lower lips visibly pulsing with each movement of her hips, her belly tensing. You stand up, kicking out of your breeches entirely, covering her frame with yours, forcing her pussy wide apart around the head of your cock, feeling it slip into her pulsing, warm depths. Her mouth opens in a soundless scream, her eyes unfocused, as the orc girl is filled with cock for the first time. You can feel her caressing your cock like a velvet vice, involuntarily worshiping your cock with her pussy, the lustful, animal instincts of her orc blood taking over. Quickly finding a rhythm, you begin fucking her mercilessly, the nonetheless strong and sturdy orc woman helpless before your lustful assault on her body.


 No.66464

“oooOOOOO! Sooooo big…. I'm soooo full…” Gagura gets her voice back, though she seems barely coherent, pupils dilated, body rocked with pleasure. Angling yourself to put more pressure on her sensitive spots, you easily force an orgasm from the oversexed girl, her back arching, her body doing its best to force her hips into you, her toes curling and hands clutching at the furs beneath her like she was possessed. Not letting up your driving rhythm, you keep fucking her, soon forcing climax after climax out of Gagura's stretched pussy, her eyes rolled back, tongue lolling out in the bliss of the rut, her pussy madly clutching at your cock as you build closer and close to orgasm. Soon, your climax is approaching yourself, and you let loose, growling in pleasure as you shoot your fertile seed deep into your new wife's womb, pumping gout after gout of hot cum into her, as your orgasm continues for minute after minute. Upon contact with your first full shot of semen, your wife's body goes limp, except for her legs and lower torso, which tight in even more intense orgasmic contractions as her legs instinctively wrap around you. Her eyes are rolled back, her tongue lolling out, lost to the world as she rides a wave of submission, lust, and pleasure. You remain inside her, still hard, even after your orgasm finally subsides. Eventually she comes to, eyes fluttering and having trouble focusing as she smiles dreamily up at you, still high on your cum.

“Oooh… husband… some of my sisters told me, but I never knew….” She rubs her own body sensually, enjoying a body-wide pleasurable high, before rubbing your sweat-slicked chest and leaning forward to inhale your musk. You smile back, tilting her chin to look up at you as you slowly withdraw from her, presenting your cock to her.

“You have some wifely duties to perform, Gagura.”

Her eyes widen, but then she smiles again, dreamily licking and sucking your cock clean of your addictive cum and her own juices, grinding her still-wet slit into your knee as she does so…

>Yeah, orc marriage 'ceremonies' are basically just the sex. Sometimes they have sex on an altar, but you guys are small time at the moment.

>Gagura is probably pregnant just from this. On the other hand, it doesn't hurt to make sure and you'll probably be plowing her constantly anyway. Orc pregnancies are almost always multiples; even in other humanoids, orc cum contains hormones that stimulate women to release more eggs.

The next morning, after Gagura eagerly performs her wifely duties and services your wakeup erection, you outline your plan to the tribe, letting them know that success at hunting and securing food for the tribe will be their ticket towards securing a wife and breeder. Most are somewhat heartened at this, though Tamar wrinkles his nose in frustration, saying nothing. Afterwards, you stop by the female sleeping area as Gagura is moving her books and possessions to your nook.

“What's to stop me from going after that cute young Gerkhi, my chief? He's quite strong.” asks Kalina, sidling up to the pair of you. You flash her a serious look.

“Absolutely not. This will be a matter of merit. When I was chosen to be raid leader, you were entrusted into my care – and your obedience is expected in these matters, Kalina.”


 No.66465

The orc woman casts her eyes downwards and backs away slightly.

“Ah. You were serious then.”

Gagura pulls her things together and leans in for a side hug, taking a deep smell of you as she does so. Over the last day she has been quickly developing a fascination with your cum and musk, a usual consequence of a mating with an orc for any woman. She gives a pleasant sigh as the two of you walk back to the high-placed ledge that you use as a your sleeping area.

“You know… I thought that with the qualifications as you described, you would use it as an excuse to snatch up more of the women for yourself. I mean, you're far and away the best hunter in the tribe, my husband.”

You shake your head.

“Do you think if I wanted the rest of them that I would beat around the bush like that? No, wife, I meant it.”

“Well. I won't be one of those orc wives who's stuck being her husband's only companion. You're the kind of orc who deserves many wives, and slaves besides. I want that – to be part of a full harem, like the wives of the warlords and shaman princes.” She blushes a moment, stopping, as if realizing that she was perhaps too reminiscent of children's stories a mother might tell. Changing the subject, she continues.

“In any case, husband, what's next for us? Dealing with the humans? Finding these dwarves? Something else?”

You're certain that the next few days will likely be spent 'training' your wife in her proper duties, but after that…

Mordo

>Power 5

>Finesse 2

>Charm 2

>Intelligence 4

>Notable Possessions: Boar Spear, Skinning Knife, Leather Armor, Handcrafted Longrifle

>Deal with humans

>Determine situation vis a vis dwarves

>Something else

>Also! You've just bred your first partner – choose a stat to increase!


 No.66466

>>66465

Charm + deal with dem fucking humans


 No.66470

>>66465

Let's go krump some humies!

Also, we need more charm.


 No.66484

>>66465

Charm would make friendly contact easier, but that hasn't been our thing so far. Intelligence.

We should talk to Tamar- he looked pissed about our decision and he's an old member of a savage race, we don't wanna get on the wrong side of that. If he's not sure of his hunting prowess lets give him second pick of the slaves we take while he helps us plan our attack on the humies.


 No.66500

>>66465

>Talk to Tamar.

It would be wise to seek council from him, depending on what he says it would be wise to go after the 'umies.

+Intelligence


 No.66501

>>66465

Finesse. We can't shoot for shit right now, and if "handcrafted is a positive modifier, I'd like to get the most out of a good rifle.


 No.66502

>>66465

Finesse. We can't shoot for shit right now, and if "handcrafted" is a positive modifier (and I don't see why it wouldn't be, since our smith is apparently something of a living legend), I'd like to get the most out of a good rifle.


 No.66506

Alright we're tied up again, 2 for Charm and 2 for Intelligence and 1 for Finesse. I can see Finesse to help us with our ranged work, if that's what it does. I also think Intelligence will help us plan and trap better. And I think Charm will help us keep the orcs in line and let us talk to other groups here better.

The question therefore is do we want to be Kunnin, Bossy or Shooty.


 No.66537

>>66506

We should be bossy. That way we can have us a nice proper WAAAGH!


 No.66548

>>66465

Intelligence. We need to be able to outwit the surrounding populations. Charisma will help if our bartering doesn't work out. We don't know how effective the defense systems of the human or dwarf groups are, but we can certainly be smart enough to figure it out in a favorable way.

More Gagura training, as well.


 No.66552

>>66506

I believe in 'ork' logic it would be 'Kunnun,' Loud, or Shooty.' Also Tuff but you guys have decided that you are Tuff Enuff (a logical impossibility but whatever).

>3 intelligence, 2 charm, 1 finesse

>Kunnin' it is

>Looks like we're tied up on what to do, though. Talk to Tamar vs. deal with dem fucking humans. Does someone who voted for stats but didn't weigh in on the situation want to give us a vote?


 No.66554

I'm thinking from now on I should just have ties be broken by whoever went first.


 No.66556

>>66554

Could do a coin toss. I trust you, OrcP.


 No.66558

>>66552

Honestly boss you've been writing good stuff so if it comes to a tie when we know decision time is up, then just make an executive decision- just do let us know before you actually write the post so that no one gets angry that their vote wasn't counted, make sense?

>>66552

It ain't about bein' "Tuff Enuff" but deyz only so many hours inna day fer us ta get betta. We'z gotta be finkin' ev'ry minnit 'bout wots gonna get us da most lady-gubbinz.


 No.66591

Gagura is unfamiliar with the tasks required of her as an orcwife at first, but she is certainly a quick learner. After moving from the womens' communal quarters to your nook, you are quick to remind her that maintenance of your arms, clothing, and living space is her duty. The first time you were met with a confused look, you took her and fucked her into the rock floor of the ledge you sleep on, her cries echoing around the cave. This was followed by several hours of her dreamy-eyed compliance, humming to herself and cleaning around the cave before cooking you a mushroom-and-turkey soup with the leftovers from the night before. Later, the two of you relax under the torchlight, most of the cave empty due to the hunters being absent, only the chatter of some of the women and the clanging and banging of Tamar's hammer apparent.

“You've certainly gained an enjoyment for that, haven't you?” You ask, petting Gagura's silky black hair as she languidly licks at your cock, doing her best to enjoy every bit of precum your cockhead is currently emitting.

She pulls her lips away from your package with a popping sound, giving a pouting look with her lower lip.

“And why not? I'm certainly… affected. Just like a good orc wife.” She smiles. “Addicted to her husband's seed…”

She goes back to servicing you for a while longer. You take the time to turn back to your book, encouraging her to continue. The young girl had taken quite the opportunity in stealing things out of that decrepit, rich old wizard's tower. It certainly would have been better if she had stolen some of his gold, though since what he had been paying them in turned out to be glamoured lead, who knows how much of it was real.

After enjoying the treatment for a while, you set your book down, and carefully but forcefully push Gagura to the roll of furs, her belly flay against them, her chest arching upward to accommodate her breasts, her legs spread wide and bent at the knee, toes pointing up into the air. Laying over the almost-prone orc girl, you ease inside her with a gasp from her, feeling her well-muscled opening instinctively widen to accommodate you, her body soon trembling in lust as her eyes fog over with pleasure. You spare her no mercy, knowing that she desires one, as you begin to pound in her wet, needy cunt, filling her up with intoxicating orc cum, sending her into another blissful reverie. Soon, you two lie together, your still-hard cock inside your wife's stretched pussy, her eyes wide, unfocused, almost as if she was in a trance, her hands lightly tracing circles on your chest muscles as her belly gurgles with the volume of seed you've pumped into her womb.

“And, husband, what are we going to do about the humans? They spread quickly… almost as quickly as we do…” Gagura's voice trails off momentarily. “I'd love a human slavegirl… someone to help me around the cave, make sure you get the treatment you deserve…”

You think for a moment. The obvious choice right now is between the peaceful and violent options. You stare at your rifle, not the product of one talented but uninspired smith like Tamar, but a proper longrifle as was made in the workshops of the orcish empire of old. It had certainly cost you an arm and a leg to commission one of those. And that, and your spear, and the spears of your tribe could certainly be dangerous… in the night, giving the humans little chance to respond. At this point they were almost certain to outnumber you, but numbers could be overcome… and in the melee, an orc was worth more than a human, in any case. What do you do?

Mordo

>Power 5

>Finesse 2

>Charm 2

>Intelligence 5

>Notable Possessions: Boar Spear, Skinning Knife, Leather Armor, Handcrafted Longrifle

>Deal with humans peacefully – trading and contact

>Raid them before they know what's happening

>Man, why is straight orc-on-orc sex so hard to find art of?


 No.66592

>>66591

>Raid them before they know what's happening

It's time.


 No.66597

>>66591

>raid

Roight, it's time for a propa WAAAGH!

'ere we go, 'ere we go!


 No.66599


 No.66600

>>66591

Start peacefully with them. Build up trust. Flaunt our power and sexuality. Give their women knowing winks and lust full gazes.

BECOME THEIR GREATEST ALLY, THE HAPPY ORCISH MERCHANTS.

Then stab em in the back.


 No.66615

>>66591

Damn it, no option to see just what the hell the humans have available in terms of defenses? If they out number us, we might lose some strong fighters and have no one to replace them. A win would mean the spoils, but what will we have to engage them once we retreat back to the mines and they come looking for revenge in even greater numbers?

If we trade, they will be on to us, giving even less opportunity to attack down the road.

Going to have to go with: Sex with Gagura

Raid


 No.66673

>>66591

I strongly encourage getting Tamar's input here. He's an old orc and probably at least as intelligent as we are, his perspective may be helpful. Additionally since he and Gagura were at loggerheads before they would be the galvanizing faction leaders, having them both on our side is a smart move.

After this hunting festival we're going to need to make the choice about the humans, our presence will be obvious very soon. We'll have a glut of game to trade, and we'll have freshly riled warriors with food in their belly, some desperate not to lose their recent gains, and some too horny to hold back. Those advantages won't last long.

I strongly advise getting Tamar's buy-in, preferably on a raiding plan. This will allow us to establish a better position with larger larders, more slaves, and farming. Additionally, if they are a stronger community than we are and we manage to win anyway, we'll have established a strong appearance to the other towns and villages here, making them less willing to tangle with us. We'll engender some hate from humans, but honestly all we have to do is point out that it makes the other human cities stronger not to contend with their own kind anymore. Defeat in detail.

TL;DR talk to Tamar, raid after a feast and all the marriages, the orcs who didn't take a wife will get to take the first pick of slaves from the humans.


 No.66675

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>>66615

>Just a heads up, I *am* ok with people making write-in requests if the written options aren't enough to satisfy. But I'm also not going to assume that a possibly genius-level orc will just run willy-nilly into a situation without paying heed to the danger. I'm not trying to screw anyone.

Later that day two of your warriors return with a slain deer each, keeping the larder full. Bellowing out to the cave, you tell your tribe to assemble. As they do, you explain that it's time to go make their presence known to the humans – tonight, you will descend into the valley, wait until nightfall, and strike. There are murmurs of assent, some growls of encouragement. Tamar smiles and sets about oiling his suit of chain. You tell those who were out hunting this morn to get some rest, and prepare for a long night. You, yourself, take a couple of the sneakier members of the tribe, and set out to do some scouting, telling Tamar to bring the rest, following your trail markers, when they are ready and the light starts to dim.

You don your armor, freshly oiled by your new wife, and grab your arms and set out down from the mountains in the late afternoon, the sun in your eyes, your spear and rifle bundled on your back. Descending from the craggy mountains to the plains still shrouded in a light layer of melting snow, you avoid moving on open ground until the light dims enough.

As the last of the suns' rays are shining, you and your two companions pause to observe the town. Wooden buildings, a few animal enclosures, and livestock catch your attention. The snow is still on the ground, but you guess that these are grain fields surrounding the town. Notably, no walls – this is a recent settlement, lightly populated, with perhaps a dozen dwellings. You would guess that the locals have no idea that there is any chance of raiding in this area, and, truth be told, you are very far from the orc lands.

Now that you're here, though, and recognize the size of the settlement, you set to thinking. It might be worthwhile to move in and subjugate the place… with surprise on your side you don't think they would stand a chance. Alternatively, you could move in and demand tribute without out-and-out fighting them. Or, you could carry off some livestock and women in the night before they had a chance to resist.

Mordo

>Power 5

>Finesse 2

>Charm 2

>Intelligence 5

>Crush them beneath your green-skinned boot.

>Demand submission, and tribute in the form of women and food.

>Smash and grab.


 No.66678

>>66675

>Crush them beneath your green-skinned boot.

Spread the fear.


 No.66680

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>>66675

Crush 'em! Take the women and breed em for ourselves. After killing their husbands, course!


 No.66708

>>66675

Sometimes is time fer kunnin, and sometimes is times fer bein brutal. Dis 'ere's one o dem times!

Fer bein' brutal, ya grot!

We should crush these humans- with our whole raiding party make slaves of them all, we will plunder their womenfolk and work their men to death! If any survive our assault, that is.


 No.66709

>>66675

Crush them!

It'll be the Rape of the Sabine Women, just with orcs instead of Romans.


 No.66785

>>66675

Charge in an' krump dem 'umies!


 No.66826

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>Thanks for your patience, guys. It's been a hell of a week.

You wait until Tamar arrives, leading the remainder of your tribesmen along the path you've marked. You explain to your warriors that your plan is to sack the village entire, killing any male who resists. Agreeing, the warriors group up into 3's and 4's, and soon the green-skinned raiding party has descended on the village, focusing on hitting hard and fast before the humans can react. It should be fast, bloody work.

You yourself lead a trio of orcs, kicking down doors, spearing those who resist, and dragging the women outside to be tied to the fence surrounding a horse pen. Soon you've assembled more than two dozen women, pale of skin, with red or blonde hair, often curvy and buxom. Their expressions are ones of terror and defeat, some slumping down, others wailing. With typical orcish pragmatism, your raiders sort each family of women by how prized they are – numbers and attractiveness and suitability for breeding. You pick a family of just two – a copper-haired, freckled, and buxom woman and her daughter, similarly fiery-haired and of the same body type, though not fully developed. True to her hair's fierce shade, the fertile-hipped woman is not weeping or laying insensate like the others, a gleam of defiance in her eye. You think to make an example of her.

She spits at your feet as you approach, lips trembling with anger. Smirking, you tell Gerkhi to move her daughter and hold her where she cansee her mother, and untie and drag the woman to the town's well. Tearing off her dress, exposing her curvy, sexy body, you undo your codpiece, letting your cock, throbbing with the post-fight orcish rutting instincts, free, pulsing with lust and dripping intoxicating precum.

“What's your name, woman?” You ask, forcing her to lean forward onto the well with her hands.

“Aalis, you green-skinned bastards. I hope the gods curse you for all you've done!” Her angry words were forced out through gritted teeth. Her daughter watched with eyes dripping tears, the girl's gaze detached.

“Soon you'll be thanking the gods for bringing you to me, Aalis. I am Mordo, your new master. And I'll show you how your body belongs to me.” You run your dripping cockhead across her exposed slit, letting your aphrodisiac precum seep into her lightly furred crotch, rubbing yourself along your lips as she struggles in futility against your strength. Soon you're rewarded with a trickle of moisture from her as your seed takes effect, and you hear what might be a growl of frustration from the pinned woman. You push forward, taking her doggy style upon the well, feeling the air leave her lungs as your cock, well over a foot long and thicker than any human member, fill her moist pussy. Quickly finding a rhythm, you enjoy her body as you can fill it quickly adjust to your size, your seed forcing her pussy to relax, drawing you in instead of tensing and trying to force you out.

“Graaah… bastard greenskin. Why are you doing this?” Aalis's anger was palpable, though her attempts to resist had died down as she realized that your strength was not beatable for her.

“My tribe needs to grow, woman, and I'm happy to give you a new family, and give your daughter plenty of healthy children besides.” You can feel your cock seeping more precum into her, soaking into her body, and as she looks back to glare at you you can see the unmistakable blush of lust on her cheeks. Soon her head is down, no more curses coming from the redheaded woman's mouth, as you fuck her body mercilessly but skillfully. Soon you can feel her pushing back into your thrusts with slight motions, gradually growing stronger as her body's instincts submit to you.

“I see you're beginning to come around. Or at least your body is.” You chuckle, expertly bringing her to another plateau of pleasure.

“In your -oooooh!- dreams!” Aalis's verbal counter is interrupted by an involuntary moan of pleasure, causing some more muted laughs from the assembled orcs. With a few more pumps you feel your orgasm let loose, Aalis shrieking as the pleasure of being cum in overcomes her mental resistance, her limbs going slack as her body and mind are subdued by orc seed. Your orgasm continues, for minute after minute, far in excess of the paltry emission of human males.

>Orcs are like pigs in their orgasm length -oftentimes in the 5 minute duration range, but in extreme cases up to 30 (!) minutes in length. Their shot size, though – it's improbably large. I'd do cum-inflation sizes if I thought y'all were down for that.

Letting the well-fucked woman gently to the ground, you turn to your tribe. Looking around, you can see that you took the town without damaging it overmuch… it would certainly be easy to inhabit, and has fields surrounding it. On the other hand, your cave is more defensible.

>Relocate your tribe to this human village

>Remain in the cave, taking your slaves and captured livestock back with you.


 No.66844

>>66826

Well firstly, get to doing that with every woman. Also, cum inflation is real chill. Thirdly, there's no bonus to inhabating the village. People can do what we did, so dont.


 No.66866

>>66826

>Cum inflation

yes please boss. Also I like how you're continuing your worldbuilding here, very nice. I will observe that with the size of orcoid discharge those wifely duties must take a while!

I think we should look to adapting the human village into a proper fortification (a fort actually) but we should look to inhabiting it, long term. We also shouldn't be slaughtering the captured livestock, we'll make sure we keep 'em fed and only slaughter them as needed. No orc ever grew their tribe to it's maximum by being short-sighted.

Also does Tamar seem happier now?


 No.66872

>>66826

Thirding cumflation, boss.

Also, we should look into expanding into the village, eventually if not now. Our numbers WILL be exploding sooner or later. At the very least, this village could serve as an exploration outpost.


 No.66902

>>66826

>Remain in the cave, taking your slaves and captured livestock back with you.

Let the settlement stay, it'll serve as something of a warning and a deterrent to other invaders, and if we actually need the fields later we'll have them.

Cumflation is fine.


 No.67008

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Pausing a moment, you see your warriors having their way with the captured women, cries of bestial lust and helpless pleasure filling the frontier settlement. Each of them has taken at least one, with Tamar already greedily fucking his third slave. You turn back to the younger redhead, now kneeling next to her mother. The older woman was lying, naked, in the dirt, her slit dripping with your seed. Her mouth was open, her tongue hanging out, her hips still twitching with the pleasure of being bred with orc seed.

You step forward, grabbing the girl by her tether, turning her to face you.

“And you'll join her in a minute, sweet.” Your cock is still hard, still covered in your own cum. You disrobe the girl with as much ceremony, or lack thereof, as her mother had been, putting her back on the fence as you line your cock up with her lower lips. You rub her gently, and despite the girl's trepidation and sorrow, her tears drying on her face, soon you can tell her body is starting to respond, her lower lips moistening. You step in to lick her body, from her navel to the nipples atop her breasts, enjoying the taste of her youthful fertility. It isn't too long before she is biting her lip to stifle a moan, caught between your powerful arms and the fence, nowhere to go but to push back against your questing cock. Soon the head slips inside her, her slit now moist with lust, and you spread her wide open around your massive cock, feeling the unmistakable feeling of a virgin pussy. The girl's eyes widen in shock, surprise, and pleasure, unfocused, as you continue to sate your lusts with her. Her arms wrap around your neck, hanging on, her body soon rolling with each of your motions, rocking back into you to enable you to stab deeper and deeper into her womanly depths.

Soon the girl's head is leaning back, eye unfocused as you plunder her body for pleasure. Feeling your climax approaching, you pull her in tight, clutching her lush body against your chest, not allowing her to fall as your seed fills her, your orgasm pumping uncountable pulses deep inside her over the course of minutes. You lay her down next to her mother, the two of them insensate, in the reverie of orc seed, their bodies overwhelmed by the power of the orcish rut.

Once things die down, you instruct your men to grap all the livestock, roping the cum-drunk women atop horses by twos. The raiding party had arrived with nothing, but now departed with cattle, horse, and women…

Soon your warriors are setting about making pens below your cave for the lifestock. The captured women, on the other hand, are brought in in ropes, kept restrained until they develop such a hunger for orc seed that they will obey. Gagura is in charge of taking care of your two captives. After the effects of orc seed had worn off, they both returned to their recent feisty nature. You think it best to keep them restrained until they can be properly broken in.

The next day Gagura comes to you with a proposition, and the youngest orc girl in the tribe, a grass-green skinned girl named Dura.

“My husband… Dura here does not want to be given away as a prize for hunters. She says she wants to become another of your orcwives.”

The orcess was slight of build, but she had not finished her youthful growth yet. Her breasts were small, for one of her race, but easily the equal of Aalis's motherly mounds. Slightly bashful at talking to the leader so soon after a successful raid, she nodded her head, stepping forward.

“That's right. I want to be your wife, and bear your children, Mordo. I- I think you're going to be a great chief, and I want my children to bear your blood in their veins.”

She seems serious, and it's worth considering. There's a chance the other orcs might get annoyed at you taking another of the tribe's women as a bride, but now would be the time, as they are flush with victory. And she does seem to be eager, whether Gagura has been talking you up to her, or no.

There's another issue at the moment, however. Right now the tribe doesn't have a proper forge building – only Tamar's makeshift setup. And Gagura has been complaining that she doesn't have a proper workspace for alchemy. Both would be useful, but right now you can only spare the workers for one.

>Mordo

>Power 5

>Finesse 2

>Charm 2

>Intelligence 5

>Notable Possessions: Boar Spear, Skinning Knife, Leather Armor, Handcrafted Longrifle

>Will you take another orcess as your wife or no?

>Should the tribe invest in orc blacksmithing or orc alchemy – both arts with secrets held from other races' knowledge.


 No.67010

>>67008

>Will you take another orcess as your wife or no?

Yes. Strike while the iron's hot. Anyone who complains gets reminded of the future conquest to come.

>Blacksmithing

Progress.


 No.67023

>>67008

Considering all the other orcs now have slaves, we can safely take in Dura, but we tell the other orcess' that this is going to be the only exception.

Apart from that, Blacksmithing. I can't wait to let our head wife start making proper alchemical brews, and that will be the next upgrade to our cave, but all of our orcs, and all of our future orcs, will need weapons and armor, and that's from the blacksmith. Without weapons we won't have food.

On the other hand Alchemy is more than magical drugs, it's also medicine, so I say we need to seriously start pursuing the resources for Gagura- perhaps we should ransack the human village for any such materials- we can even drag Gagura with us to find them (plus rut her in a nice comfy bed for once).


 No.67121

>>67008

Dura sounds small but fertile. I say we take her as another orcwife and breed her immediately.

We should build the forge building, since that's gonna mean better weapons, better armor, better tools, better fortifications, etc. We should keep an eye open for alchemical supplies in future raids, until we can construct a workspace for Gagura we can at least loot and pillage on her behalf.


 No.67158

Hey guys, I thought I had the time/focus to take something like this on, but it looks like I don't. Sorry, thanks for giving the idea consideration.


 No.67180

In light of quest abandonment I'm willing to try my hand at either taking over this one or offering a different one, given a few days to put it together. Anyone insterested in either of those possibilities?


 No.67196

>>67180

I'd really love to continue this one but if you think you've got another idea you wanna try please do.


 No.67291

anyone else? No? Well to show you I'm not all bluster, I'm going to go ahead and make a post based on the existing votes. Curator, if you have time I'd like to get in touch with you regarding whatever notes for this story you might have. Anyway my next post will be as Dakka Boss.


 No.67584

Okay this is taking longer than I thought. Who knew writing sex scenes that actually needed to be worthy of characters was going to be so challenging (other than everyone)? Anyway, while I keep working on Dura's wedding ceremony I'll toss out the question of the next day:

Having decided to build Tamar a proper forge to equip our tribe we proceed to finish looting the human village. The previous swift victory overwhelmed the defenders before they had a chance to fight back, human sized spears, hammers, and axes are found in sufficient quantities to add to the tribe's construction efforts, or they could be added to the tribe's pool of smithing materials. Additionally there is the question now that all of value has been looted, what should be done with it?

>Keep the human tools and rely on our stock and our looted stock for Tamar's forge.

>Human-size weapons? Bah! Might as well be using elf bows!

>Leave the village and let the wilds reclaim it.

>Raze the village.

>Post scouts at the village.

As before, write-in options are eminently acceptable. And again, sorry for the delay but I haven't really had a chance to catch up with this since Curator bailed.




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