I woke up in the base of a mountain, my chest throbbing. From what I could see through the pain, I was in a smoking crater. Did I actually fall from the sky? I could see a golden field, with the forms of mountains on the horizon. I knew this much, I...
To sum up my first 24 hours, I can only think of one word:
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That is what I was saying as I was running for my life from I don't even know what.
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They called themselves orcs, but did not look the part from what I saw. They were only wearing scrap that barely covered themselves, and they were intent on beating me into submission and making me their "husband". I am not sticking around to find out what they meant, as they were staring at me with a look that I immediately knew was trouble, and they were licking their lips and touching themselves. Yeah, nope.
Unfortunately, they did not want to give up their prey so easily. I was running so hard I felt like I would vomit, and the pain from the core was not helping in the slightest. I was running so hard that I never noticed that I was giving Usain Bolt a run for his money (no pun intended).
I thought I had lost them when I was tackled from the side and found myself getting breathed on by a tall orc.
"Finally," she said, panting, although I wasn't sure if it was from chasing me. "Now we can start what I've been dreaming about for years." She began grinding me, although it did nothing to turn me on. Instead it only made me more nauseous, and I did not care at all about puking on this crazy pig woman. She eventually lifted her hips, only to begin removing her clothes.
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