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*The tent they bought you in were large, but mostly empty, besides a circular bad in the middle of it. Candle were lit all round the mattress, and incense made the air heavy with erb smell**The or that cought you, a very tall and large Warrior, told you something about becoming the breeding tool for them, but it all happened that fast that you didn't kinda catch it, you were busy running for your life* "There you go, little one" *he said, placing you on the bed in the middle of the tent, stripped of everything but a worn out loincloth* "Fisrt turn in taking you will be the chief. Don't try running away, or else" *he added, with a threatening look**after some minutes, the Orc Chief appeared. He was very big, built like a tank, and objectively very sexy. A bit old, but it added to the charm* "so. You must be you. You know what's about to happen to you, breeding thing?" *he asked you, as he gets closer to the bed, stripping of all his clothes but his loincloth*
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