Subject 010: The Orc Girl

I’m a fantasy nerd, there’s no doubt about it. I’m honestly obsessed with fantasy. Any chance I get I try to indulge myself in it. Whether it’s fantasy roleplaying games, tabletop games like Dungeons and Dragons, or even live-action roleplay.

Something about being an all-powerful hero, who goes around defeating anyone who stands in his way is exhilarating. My favorite role that I’ve created is my powerful Orc lord Furoku the woman pleaser.

As you can guess, he gets with all the women. He’s also super tall, buff, and handsome, well at least as handsome as an orc can be. He’s pretty much the exact opposite of me, which is kind of sad to think about.

One day while I was working on my costume for Furoku, the mail came and dropped off this really awesome-looking letter. It was an invitation to a massive LARP event, and they wanted me to attend as Furoku.

No doubt I’m going, I mean it’s an honor to be personally invited to an event like this, so I kind of have to appear. So that night I stayed up all night doing some amazing tweaks to my orcish armor and hammer.

A week passes and I pack up my costume and head to the event. I was a little confused when I arrived at some sort of medical clinic. I double-checked the address and walked inside to chat with someone.

Chances are, it’s the wrong address, or this whole thing was a fluke. So I walked inside to see a few other people waiting, and I walked up to the front desk. I asked the attendees about the LARP event, and they didn’t even look up at me.

They said something about it being the right place and to sit with the others and wait. I still felt something was wrong, but I went to take a seat anyway. A while passes, more people show up and we’re all escorted into rooms.

I tried to talk with the person who was leading me, but they told me to take some weird pill and drink it down with a glass of water. I probably shouldn’t have, but I took the pill and waited in the room as instructed.

It was a large room, with several trees. It honestly looked like a place I’d LARP, I just have no idea why it’s in a clinic like this. I shrug and look around, No one seems to be near me, so I get undressed and change into my costume.

I throw my bag with my normal clothes by the door, and with my hammer in hand, I run around the area looking for opponents. An hour passes, and I don’t find a single person running around like me.

Something is clearly wrong, but now I’m sweaty, tired, and lost in this room. So I decided to remove some of my costume and have a seat under a shady tree. I don’t know why, but I fell asleep sitting there.

I dreamt about being an actual powerful orc, running faster across the battlefield cracking skulls as I went. That dream ended when I heard a stick break near me. I woke up to see someone running away.

I jumped up and grabbed my hammer and ran after them. I couldn't believe I fell asleep with potential enemies around. I chased the guy for a good minute before he seemed to have disappeared.

It was strange as this was the corner of the room, so how did he get away? No matter, I won't wait around to be attacked by them, so I’ll head back and find a safe place to build up a perimeter.

I head back to the tree I was sitting at to grab the armor I removed but it was gone, so now I was just in my cloth under armor, which was a bit loose all of a sudden. I tried to find out why, and that's when I noticed my skin was a greyish green.

I didn’t remember painting my skin this time, but I was trying to show off, so I probably did. I shrugged it off and continued trying to tighten my costume. I ended up getting frustrated and ripping pieces off of it.

That left me in my underwear and a ripped top, but for some reason, I didn’t care. Anyone who had a problem with it could take to my hammer. After that, I walked around for a couple of hours looking for that guy from earlier, or anyone else.

I ended up finding a bunch of sheep prancing around, and just the sight of them caused my stomach to rumble. I was even drooling as I thought about biting into one of them. Without much thought, I picked up my hammer and chased a sheep around.

I eventually caught its head under the tip of my hammer, then I dragged it back to my camp and started a fire so I could cook it. I have to say, I’ve never been so hungry, but that night I feasted away on the little sheep.

I used its wool as a bed and slipped even better than I ate. That night instead of being a powerful orc in a battler field, I was a powerful orc having sex with several pretty women, and we were all moaning like crazy.

When I woke up the next day, my entire body felt sore, but also tough as hell. I looked down at my stomach and saw my slim waist with a chiseled six-pack on it. It seemed normal, but something about it was off.

I got up and inspected the rest of my body. My hips and ass were sore, they were also quite big, but that was normal as well. Perhaps they got a bit bigger, but I couldn't tell. I reach my hands to my chest.

I still had massive and very firm breasts, barely covered by my torn bra, They were sore as well, but that was probably from the bra rubbing my nipples all night. I could;t figure it out, all of it seemed normal.

I mean, as normal in terms of the Orc Queen Furoku the woman pleaser goes. I reach my hand up to my head and feel my ears. Yup, still pointy, I then place my hand on my head and figure out what was wrong.

I wasn’t wearing my dragon horn crown. Furoku always wears her crown, it hasn’t come off since I made the thing. I still remember ripping the horns of the old king's dragon and jamming him into the crown I stole tight of his head.

Those were the days. I look around and find the crown a couple of feet from where I was sleeping. I go over to it, pick it up, and place it firmly in place on top of my head. Now that I’m dressed, I can go hunt for some food.

I head to the spot the sheep like to gather at and I do my daily exercise of chasing one around all day, teasing it and toying with it, until finally showing it the business end of mauler my beautiful hammer.

I throw the sheep onto my back and start to head back home. I stop and wave at the rest of the sheep, promising to come back tomorrow for them and laugh as I continue walking home. I set the sheep on the fire and wait as my meal cooks.

As I’m watching the fire and thinking about my meal, my crotch starts to tingle. I reach my hand into my underwear and start playing around with myself, in the end, I was able to relieve my horniness a bit by masturbating, but I really needed to find a woman to take to bed.

I couldn’t remember the last time I had a couple of hot chicks in bed with me. Was it the wife of that merchant on Kingsgate, or was it the group of chicks from the brothel? Damn do I miss them, hopefully, I get out of this place soon, so I can go find them.

I should have just taken them up on an offer to work with them at the brothel. If I did, I’d have all the meat I want, to fuck and eat, but my stubborn ass wasn’t done adventuring yet, I still wanted combat and excitement.

I swear, I’ll join them if I ever find them again, until then I’ll eat sheep and work on getting out of this place. That night as I added the new wool to my bed, I smelled some sort of gas fill my camp, and I passed out.

I ended up waking up to several people touching me. To my surprise, it was a bunch of naked women. They were playing with themselves and with me. Had I somehow ended up at that brothel I was talking about?

Was it magic that brought me here? Or even the doing of some creature? I suppose it didn’t matter, I was now where I belonged. It was time to teach these girls how I got my name. The Orc queen Furoku the woman pleaser, was about to please every woman in this place, including herself.