I have been and orphan living in a small village for most of my life. I was never close with anyone, and showed very little emotion. I could only ever help with small chores due to being born with a frail body.

One day around sunset I am bathing in a stream, in the forest that our village borders. As I begin to finish, I hear what sounds like the clanging of metal and a few voices. I sneak in the general direction of the sounds and peek through a hedge to try and see what it is. I am surprised to see what looks like a small army of orcish women! (Monster types are predominantly women in this world.)

They appeared to be getting ready for a raid. I know that our village is not prepared for a surprise attack by what are known to be the most savage race, and will certainly be wiped out. I sneak away and begin to rush as fast as I can back to the village. It's in my sight by the time I exit the treeline, but before I can get much further I am struck unconscious.

I come to for a brief moment later, being transported over the shoulder by one of the large women. I see the village behind her, aflame, buildings destroyed. Knowing the only stability in my life is gone. I pass out again.

When I awake this time, I find myself tied by my hands and feet. I am in an orcish camp, the various women drinking and cheering, enjoying the spoils of they're latest conquest. I am approached by one of them who noticed I am awake.

She says "Ah hello! My new toy is awake." I am scared of what she means. M: "W-what are you talking about?" I say worriedly. Her: " When we pillage, the first one to get ahold of something, gets to keep it. I was lucky enough to spot you running and got to you first. So now, you are my slave, my first one at that! You should feel honored."

Me: "I'm afraid I won't be of much use as a slave miss. I am very weak, and always will be. You would be better off killing me." Her: "Oh I already know, I inspected your body before I decided to keep you. You are not a slave for manual labor, you will be kept for... other reasons." She drags a finger down my chest and across my short's covered groin.

My heart skips a beat and my penis involuntarily twitches. I have never been chosen for anything before. My pulse quickens. Does she actually mean...

Hello everyone. I have a fantasy post today. As usual I am open to suggestions and additions if you have any.

My kinks include: Breeding/risky sex, age-play, non/dub-con, incest, romance/falling in love?, size difference, and many more!

My limits are: Violence, gore, vore, bathroom play, and most extremes.

All participants must be 18

Thanks for your time, and I look forward to hearing from you!