Chapter 1: Introduction
Oh elves, weak pathetic elves, that’s what everyone thought. It was perfect for the elven kingdom. In actuality, elves were something else. Huge titted, psychotic, rabid nymphos who cannot control their chaotic urges.
Many a year ago. female elves begun to grow tired of their males lackluster size. No males seem to be born with adequate equipment. So the females hatched a sadistic plan into action. And suddenly the male elf population was eradicated. Gone without a trace. It even went as far as women all being required to drink a fertility potion that prevented the birth of males.
However none of this news reached outside the kingdom, to the rest of the realm elves remained timid pushovers with innocent doughy faces, and busty cute bodies.
Brax, an imposing futa orc general was leading a team on a fun little journey, pillaging any little camp or village they wanted. When they a kingdom on the horizon it seemed fantastic! So much loot. But as they neared the other she orcs realized who inhabited it. “Wait a fucking elf kingdom oh no. No, no, no” when said stopping. Brax looked at her “Pssh wdym you pansy, those little pests aren’t a challenge” “dude did you not hear the rumors, elves are fucking crazy!” “Yeah and if there’s one thing they like it’s hung chicks, we’re like their walking wet dream! Those fuckers will go apeshit!” Her subordinates exclaimed backing up, “guys what the fuck, if they go crazy just fling em off! They’re like half our size, I don’t see what the problem is” Brax said genuinely clueless.
“Look General Brax, with all due respect, this is not something we can mess wit-“ “guys! We are orcs dammit, I could kill an elf with one punch, like Bam! And they’re dead, Bam! bam! That’s two more-“
“You’re misinformed general, and I’m sorry but, I want to live, and if I do die, it’s not gonna be being milked to death by elves” one of them said as the group began to back away slowly before sprinting away. “ah shit… COWARDS! DAMN YOU ALL, WHEN I GET BACK AFTER FUCKING UP THESE ELVES I SWEAR TO GOD ILL BEAT RESPECT OUTTA YOU THREE!”
Brax shouted, shaking her fists at the retreating backs of her cowardly comrades. “Ah, whatever, fine! Just means more loot for me then.” She muttered to herself, cracking her knuckles as she began marching towards the heavily forested elf kingdom.
The further she ventured deeper into the heart of the woodland, the more lush and enchanting the scenery became. Majestic trees stood tall, casting intricate patterns on the forest floor below. An array of vibrant flowers bloomed in every direction, releasing intoxicating aromas that filled the air. As she approached the entrance she thought aloud “damn, not really much protection, it’s like they’re begging some to walk in”
chuckling to herself. Brax cracked her neck and adjusted her armor before confidently striding towards the city center. Little did she know, her arrival had been anticipated for weeks. The Elven Council knew about the rumours circulating among their subjects and decided to use the opportunity to rid themselves of the burden of secrecy. They devised a devious plan to lure the invaders within their walls and unleash their wild desires upon them.
suddenly the surrounding elves begun to stop whatever they were doing. And approach her, they all circled her, innocent nervous looks. I was so right, these little busty twerps are like bugs! Brax thought before announcing to the circle of elves. “Hello elves, as you may notice, I’m here in your kingdom, and frankly I’m going to take it over, so yeah”.
More and more elves poured out of houses and shops. Staring up at her. I mean sure it was a lot, but all they were doing was just staring, staring hard.
haha! This was gonna be way too easy, I mean come on, look at em? Lil sissy elves with big ol titties and nothing to back it up. No way am I losing, I could probably beat em all with my dick alone! Fuck, I betcha they haven’t seen nothing like this before. I ain’t saying it cuz I think I’m hot shit, but I doubt these gals have ever seen anything close to an orc down there. Then while she was bragging in her head. Two elves suddenly swooped in and tied ropes around her legs and yanked dragging her to the ground. Before doin the same to her arms swiftly. “Wh-wha-what the fuck?!”
Brax roared, thrashing violently against her bindings as she was dragged along the cobblestone street. The once-quiet town square transformed into a frenzied spectacle, as hundreds of mesmerized elves gathered around the towering orc.
"What are you doing?" Brax demanded, struggling to maintain her composure. "Let me go!"
Lily, the Elven Queen, emerged from the crowd, her emerald gaze locked onto Brax. A slow smile spread across her lips as she sauntered toward the struggling orc. She played the act of a dumb innocent bimbo “howdy there Mrs orc! What are you doing with us so helpless, weak innocent little elves” she said with a giggle, a giggle that turned into a cackle. The rest of the let’s crazily laughing too. The Queen dropped the act hand slovenly burying under her dress. Other hand mauling her chest. “Look you big dumbass, we’ve been waiting for someone like you for soooooo so long. You’re a feast for the ages!” She moaned, Brax gasped “you’re going to eat me?!” The elves laughed “no cock for brains, we’re talking about that nasty man meat between your legs”
. Brax blushed deep red. Feeling a mix of anger and embarrassment rising inside her. “How dare you touch me with your hands? I’ll rip you apart!”. Lily chuckled. Wiggling her ass and licking her lips suggestively, “Awww baby, don’t be shy now!” she yelled over her shoulder. “Ladies take her to the dungeon!”
Lily commanded, turning to the crowd and pointing at Brax. The muscular orc general struggled wildly as a gang of giggling elves pulled her away through the streets. “We’ll show you how we treat our guests!”
As they entered the dungeon, the scent of damp earth and sweat wafted through the air. Amidst the flickering torchlight, Brax caught sight of chains hanging from the ceiling and an assortment of torture devices. Her pulse quickened as she realized the elves' intentions. In the cells were various creatures all knee deep in elf flesh. One in particular a human male, still with some fight left in him.
He looked absolutely drained, hollow eyed and gaunt, his clothes were torn to shreds. His body was battered and bruised, yet he refused to give up. He glanced over at Brax, silently acknowledging the futility of resistance. With a grimace, he turned to face the wall, defeated. Brax noticed him. She recognized the defiance in his eyes. That spark of humanity in him reminded her of why she fought. She would never let them get away with this.
Brax found herself thrown onto a cold stone slab in the middle of the cell block.
Two elves went into the humans cell “hiiiiii cutie, ready for some more funnn!” They said drooling. Pressing up to him, humping him like dogs, he just collapsed, “oh shit, yeah guys we lost another one, damn his cock was great!”
one of the elves whined “hmmphh! Can’t believe we didn’t win more time, I swear I rode that horse till it fell!” they all giggled. Brax laid there listening, shivering. “Alright girls! Let’s get moving!” Lily ordered, her hips shooting forward with renewed vigor. The crowd dispersed, leaving only a select few behind.
Lily dropped to her knees tearing Brax loincloth to shreds, and as she saw the cock. Brax could swear the little psycho had tears in her eyes. “It’s perfect” she moaned pressing her nose against it, snorting like an animal, “oh fuck yeah it smells like shit” before bringing her nose to Braxs asshole “fuck yeah, so fucking nasty, fuck I love you, but I can’t taste you yet”
“Puh-please, you elves couldn’t handle an orc, our bodies are indestructible!”
Brax screamed. “Oh, isn’t that just precious?! Such a feisty little orc! But darling, we won’t need to break you. You just relax for us, and we’ll do all the work.”
“Now you get comfy, we will be back tonight to prepare you for the great feast, fuckkkkk I’m gonna fuck the shit out of my handmaiden while I wait”
Lily announced, motioning for the elves to leave. Brax lay there, stunned and trembling. She couldn't believe the audacity of these beings. To think, she had come here thinking she'd be the conqueror, only to find herself enslaved and humiliated. She felt utterly powerless, yet her raging hormones wouldn't allow her to surrender completely.
"Fuck!" Brax cursed under her breath, squirming on the slab.
“*cough cough wheeze* ha, welcome to hell, shit it’s a bad day to be an orc haha *hack cough cough*” a weak voice said in another cell. Brax looked over at the cell spotting a drained looking werewolf.
"Hey," she called out tentatively, "How long have you been here?"
The werewolf responded weakly, "I don't know, days maybe a week." He paused, gathering strength before continuing, "They...they're relentless. Once they start, they don't stop until...until you pass out. But I mean I’m just a wolf, I mean shit… you’re cream of the crop… if I’m fairy dust… you’re like dwarven cocaine”
he coughed out, trying to laugh, but it came out sounding more like a whimper.
Brax looked at him, and the desperation in his eyes was overwhelming. “Damn, this place sucks, huh? I mean, it’s like, they’re addicted to us or something, right?”
The werewolf nodded weakly, his eyes focused on the slab in front of him. “I… I lasted longer than most, but they got me. I can’t feel my dick anymore.” Then footsteps headed down the stairs, and a bratty looking elf in a regal dress and pigtails strolled up, “hey orckie! Just had to see ya for myself! God just looking at ya is makin me crazy!… hey wolfy, get that cock hard, the princess needs her cooter filled!”
The elf girl taunted, grinning wickedly. The wolf weakly growled “you dumb brat! I’m empty! Nothing left you selfish cow!”, the princess giggled “silly doggy! That’s what potions are for!”
the elf princess declared, her eyes gleaming with excitement. “So, listen up, big guy, we’re preparing a special concoction for you. Something that’ll make you last twice as long. And trust me, that’s gonna be important.”
Brax tried to speak, but the words caught in her throat. All she could muster was a low groan. The elf princess rolled her eyes and sighed theatrically. “Oh, honey, don’t be like that. I just gotta finish the wolf off, you’ll get all the loving you want tonight” she cooed, blowing a kiss from her heavy makeup filled face. Before pulling out a vile and entering the werewolf’s cell.
“Wolfy boyyyyy! Ready for round two?!” the bratty elf princess teased, her voice dripping with sarcasm. The wolf gave no response, save for a weak whimper. The elf princess shook her head sadly, pouring the contents of the vial down the wolf's throat. "There, there," she cooed. "Next time you'll be a bit more cooperative. His cock began swelling hard, she dove in, like a feral cat. “Hahaha fuck yes!”
the elf princess squealed, slamming her pussy down on the wolf's rock-hard cock. “I love it when they’re broken, and they’re so good! Oof! So good! I wish I could just mount him forever, but nope! There’s another prize here!” she gloated, her bubble butt, Brax couldn’t lie was perfect, just the right amount of fat, jiggled so beautifully, fit her bratty bimbo type perfectly. The wolf groaned as Princess Sara rode her with manic glee.
“come on! Fucking shoot it already! I NEED THIS WOLF!” Sara yelled at the top of her lungs, the wolf spewed, thick ropes of cum into Sara, her eyes lit up like diamonds. Her mouth wide open, cheeks puffing, teeth bared, tongue protruding, she looked like a starving beast at the smell of fresh cooked food. She moaned loudly, “OOOOOOOHHHHHH YESSSS” she hollered as she sucked and swallowed every drop, her belly bulging with cum. Brax watched the entire scene unfold, feeling the heat building inside her. The wolf groaned. The potion made sure he was still rock hard. Sara bounced again. “Again again!”
Sara cried, mounting the wolf again, her tight pussy enveloping his shaft tightly. Brax watched as Sara took the wolf, grunting and panting with each thrust. She rode him relentlessly, her swollen breasts bouncing hypnotically. Each stroke drove Brax's arousal higher, her heart pounding against her rib cage. She felt a sudden rush of shame, anger, and lust, a potent cocktail surging through her veins. She was trapped, humiliated, and yet unable to resist the intoxicating scent of desire. Sara continued riding the wolf, her eyes fixed on Brax. “Look at him Orckie, isn’t he having fun! Hehehahahaha”
Sara teased, grabbing the wolf around the neck and pushing her body into his as she slammed her crotch onto his dick. Brax watched the spectacle, her anger boiling, her body burning with lust. She tried to struggle against her bonds, but they held firm. “You should join the party soon Orckie, we’re all having such a blast!” Sara gloated, her pink nipples erect and visible through her thin dress. Brax clenched her fists, biting her lip, her muscles tense. The wolf came again bloating Sara’s womb even more “AHHH YES ANOTHER LOAD! MORE MORE!” Sara said as she kept riding him. The wolf’s groans grew weaker as the fat elven bubble booty clapped and plopped on his wolf cock.
Sara grabbed his wrists and pulled them up overhead, pinning him to the cold cell floor. “Orckie” Sara sneered at Brax, her voice dripping with arrogance. “Watch closely, because this is what happens when you step into the Elven Kingdom. You become our bitch, a plaything for us to enjoy however we please. Isn’t that right, Wolf-boy?” Sara barked, her tone condescending yet strangely seductive.
he came again and this one… this one was his last.
His cock spurted out one final stream of cum, before going limp. Sara let out a guttural scream of frustration.
“NOOOOO!!! YOU FILTHY DOG! YOU MADE ME WORK SO HARD FOR YOU! I WAS GOING TO TAKE YOUR SEED LIKE NO OTHER ELVE HAS EVER HAD BEFORE AND NOW!!! NOW YOU’RE DEAD!!!”
Sara yelled, before bursting into tears. Brax watched the display, this brat was insane, “WAHHHH WAHHH”
Sara cried out before kicking the weakened wolf corpse, screaming at the top of her lungs. Brax felt sick watching this, and was utterly shocked this happened in daylight—this was supposed to be the peaceful elven kingdom. She closed her eyes, and took a deep breath, calming herself down.
An elf handmaiden awkwardly made her way down to the dungeon,
“Uhhhh…. Princess Sara, uh your mother told us to remind you she didn’t want you in the dungeons by your-“
“SHUT UP! Shutupshutupshutup, your…your-your stupid and you suck, and this stupid wolf is dead and only came like 4 times!”
Sara screamed, stomping her foot, her mascara running and staining her face. “And my mom is a bitch and I hate her, and I wanna ride this orc!” Sara pointed at Brax, her chest heaving with emotion and rage. The handmaiden flinched, lowering her eyes. “But…but princess, queen Lily says you can’t-“
“Oh, shut up!” Sara snapped, “I hate everything! I’m going to my room, for like EVER!”
Sara shouted, storming past the handmaiden. Her loud footsteps echoed through the stone corridors, carrying a hint of despair and resentment. The handmaiden stared after her, the fear of her wrath lingering in the air. With a sigh, she addressed Brax. “General Orc, we understand that you are our captive, but we promise you that no harm will come to you. You will be treated with utmost respect, as per the laws of our land. Please do not worry or panic.” The handmaiden said, her voice quavering slightly. Brax felt a strange positive connection to this woman. That is until the woman’s quivering turned to laughter, “hehehaha I’m just kidding, we’re going to mate with you… over and over… like a lot, see you tonight” she said with a bow. Before heading away.