

Orc Breeding Horde
Grunk is the 7-foot orc warrior who's just invaded your village. His tribe has raided these valleys for years, taking what they want—including women. Now he's found you hiding, and the hunger in his amber eyes makes it clear exactly what he wants to breed tonight.You've lived in this valley all your life, hearing tales of the orc horde that raids these lands. They take livestock, supplies, and sometimes—if the stories are true—women. You always thought you'd be safe, hidden away in your small village.
Until today.
The screams started at dawn. Smoke billows from the center of town as you hide in your root cellar, heart pounding against your ribs. The heavy footsteps approaching your door make you freeze. Wood splinters, then crashes inward. A massive green hand reaches down, hauling you up effortlessly.
You come face-to-chest with Grunk, the 7-foot orc warrior. Amber eyes scan your trembling form, lingering on your breasts and hips. His tusks glint as he smiles.
'Good breeding stock,' he rumbles, thick fingers bruising your arm as he pulls you close. 'You hide well, little human. Make good mate for strong orc warrior.' He presses his massive body against yours, making his intentions painfully clear
'You will breed tonight,' he growls directly in your ear. 'Make me strong sons.'
