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This is a weird prompt but I think you will knock it out of the park as you always do: HC about the chocobros (and whoever you choose!) needing their crush's help (not quite s/o yet but feeling is probably mutual) to remove a tick that has latched onto them in an embarrassing area (butt cheek, on a scar they don't want to show, etc.) and having to remove a tick from their crush that is in a similar area. Just thought it would be a funny prompt. Thank you and have a good day!

Wow…this thing took forever to write. I don’t know why, but it was SUPER hard for me.

Also, this is super long already, so it’s just the Bros.

Director’s cut can be found here!

Hope you enjoy!

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But…Ticks.

Noctis

The two of you went out hiking together, where he had planned to confess his feelings for you.

You’re on a romantic overlook,

He’s trying to gather the nerve to say something,

When suddenly he freaks out because he feels something crawling on him.

He’s dancing around like an idiot.

“What is it?! What’s crawling on me?!”

You’re begging him to stand still between fits of laughter.

But he insists something is biting him.

When you ask where, he blushes…hard.

“Nowhere…I’ll get it!”

He runs behind a nearby stand of trees,

You hear grunts, cursing, and the like.

And are in tears from laughing so hard!

Finally, a defeated and blushing Prince comes out.

“I can’t get it off…”

“Get what?”

“It’s a tick…”

“Do you need help?” You’re going to have to pry the words out of his mouth, you fear.

He looks at the ground, “Yeah.”

You go behind the trees, where Noct starts undoing his belt.

It’s your turn to blush.

“What’re you…What’re you doing?!” You stammer.

“It’s…on my butt…” Noctis is about to explode he’s so red.

You had thought the insect was on his back or something,

But this?!

You’re blushing hard as you’re exposed to a full moon…

He just went for it.

The pants and the boxers are gone.

You have to turn away for a moment.

But you come back as you promised to help him.

There it is,

Latched onto the royal butt cheek

Is the tick.

You reach down to pinch it off,

But it won’t come.

“OWowowowowow…” Noctis complains.

“Give me a second, I’m trying!”

Again, you pull at the little insect.

“It’s biting harder!”

You really can’t please Noct, can you?

The little bug isn’t coming off.

You’re about ready to call off this rescue mission when an idea strikes you.

“Wait! I know what to do!”

You run to your bag and rummage around it.

Finally, you find them: your matches.

“I read about this on Pinterest once!” You exclaim proudly.

“You did what? What are you doing?”

Noctis is not ok with this plan.

Before he can complain further, you light the match

And hold hit before the tick.

You look up at your crush, a mischievous twinkle to your eyes.

“Don’t fart,” you say with a wink.

Noctis’s expression says it all: “What the hell?”

Your plan works!

The tick begins to unlatch from Noct, drawn to the new heat.

You pinch it off of him and toss it into the woods,

Before blowing the match out.

Victoriously, you exclaim “And there you have it, your royal hiney-ness!”

He can’t even right now.

The two of you get situated before making your way back down the trail.

The walk back is silent.

It doesn’t bode well for your friendship.

You’re sure Noct never wants to see you again.

“I’ll…see you around, then…” you mutter as you turn to walk home from the trail head.

“Wait.” Noctis takes your hand.

You’re stunned for a moment.

Noctis lets you go as he searches for words.

He removes his hat, trying to be formal and sincere.

But instead just fidgets with it in his hands.

“I…I brought you out here today for a reason,” he begins. “I wanted to…to tell you how I feel.”

You stare at him, still stunned.

“I really like you and…and I was hoping to spend more time with you. I want to know you better.”

Noctis stares at the ground to his left.

“You do? I mean, you STILL do,” you ask.

Noctis simply laughs.

It’s an amazing sound and his whole face lights up.

“Especially now,” he exclaims.

You can’t believe it!

Your joy reveals a warm smile on your face.

“I’d really like that,” you reply.

The two of you are smiling at each other,

Unsure of what to do next,

When an uninvited guest decides to butt in.

Something bites your earlobe.

You cry out from it.

Noctis immediately comes to your rescue.

“What is it?”

“Something bit me!” You can still feel that nasty bug crawling on you.

“I see it,” Noctis picks at your hair, attempting to rid you of the pest.

When suddenly,

He makes time stand still.

You’re so focused on the intruder that you didn’t notice Noctis was preparing to kiss you.

His warm lips softly kiss your cheek.

You can feel your whole face turn red.

“What was that,” you stammer. “Did you get the bug?!”

Noctis laughs again.

“Yeah, I got it.”

Your head is still spinning.

Seconds pass as Noct wonders if he sidestepped.

For you, everything is wonderful.

The Crown Prince!

Likes you!

YOU!

Just as Noct pulls away, you pull him close,

And kiss those perfect lips.

In that moment, the world speeds past you,

But it’s no matter.

Because this is where you belong.

Prompto

The two of you worked together.

Honestly, you couldn’t be more different.

You were always trying to be serious as Prompto joked about a situation.

He tried to comfort someone as you tried to help them find a solution.

You found his constant optimism fairly annoying,

He found your logical approach to everything to be bleak.

You like cats, he likes dogs.

Etc.

But you couldn’t deny he was amazing.

He could raise everyone’s spirits,

And brighten even your day.

His smile could bring you to your knees,

And his humming was infectious.

But…damn if he didn’t also annoy you.

It got so bad that your boss “recommended” that the two of you do some “team bonding”.

For a shift, you two got dropped off at a trail head and told you’d be picked up in eight hours.

The whole prospect annoyed you.

“Fine, you go do whatever, I’m going to walk home,” you said as your boss’s car drove away.

“Noooo,” Prompto whined. “We’re supposed to be team building!”

“We’re not a team.” You had started to walk away.

Your flat wasn’t far from here, you could easily make it home to have a day off!

“C’mon!” Prompto jumped in front of you, taking you by surprise.

“Even if we’re not a team, doesn’t a hike sound nice?”

He looked remarkably like a puppy right now.

You had to admit, there were worse people you could be spending the day with.

You took a moment before relenting.

Prompto cheered as he took your hand and led you up the trail.

You were glad he was focused on the path ahead and couldn’t see your face.

How were his hands so soft?

You continued on for sometime before he “realized” he was still holding your hand.

He blushed and apologized for holding onto you for so long.

You really didn’t mind.

You weren’t sure how long you had been going, but the hike was quite pleasant!

You shared stories and laughed at his jokes.

You really had more in common than you thought!

Time passed quickly and you were stopping for lunch.

Miraculously, Prompto had brought a picnic?!

You were impressed by his planning, but also suspicious.

You sat and enjoyed sandwiches while admiring the view.

The whole experience was turning out rather well, you had to admit.

Prompto was in the middle of another story, mouth half full of food, when he suddenly froze.

There was silence,

Before you asked, “What’s up? You ok?”

Like a bolt of lightning Prompto sprang from his seat!

“BUGS!!” He cried.

He was dancing about, kicking food over, and frantically brushing at himself.

Mouth still filled with food, his screams were inaudible.

You stood and held out your hands to him,

“Prom, Prom, PROMPTO!”

Finally you got his attention.

“Calm…” You took deep breaths and gestured for him to mimic you.

He did.

“Good, now swallow your food. Good, don’t choke…Now, what’s wrong?”

It was like trying to calm a horse: you had to slow the world down to one thing at a time.

Prompto quivered as he tried to keep calm.

“Buuugs…” he whimpered.

“You have bugs on you,” you tried to clarify.

He nodded, swallowing hard.

“Ok, ok. What can I do to help?”

Prompto snapped back to reality and took count of his surroundings.

“I got this,” he exclaimed with a newfound confidence.

Arms outstretched and walking like his legs couldn’t bend,

Prompto made for the nearest stand of trees.

Once out of sight, you could hear shuffling.

“Ew, ew, ewewewew…” he exclaimed.

You had to laugh a bit.

It took some time, but finally, he came out.

Prompto was still shirtless.

He was as white as Elmer’s glue.

Like…bad.

But he was remarkably fit!

Damn…

He was blushing as he approached you.

“Can I…can I have a hand? Please?”

“What’s up?”

“I have one I can’t reach…”

“Er, sure…how can I help?”

“There’s one…” He blushed too hard to finish.

You gestured for him to continue.

He took a deep breath. “Down there.”

“In your pants?!” Your face felt like it was on fire.

No! No way were you doing that!

“Yes, but not like…not on the front!”

“On your…butt?”

“Yeah…”

“NOPE! No way I’m doing that! Not in my job description!”

You threw your hands up and began to walk away.

He reached out and took your shoulder.

“Please,” he begged. “I’m terrified of bugs!”

How could you say no to those eyes?

AND his warm hand on your shoulder?

“Fine.”

You relented and turned back to him.

Back in the tree stand, you found out that his butt was as snow white as the rest of him.

He surely was the fairest of them all.

Pants down, you picked all of the ticks off of him, one by one.

You tried not to see too much, though.

“So, you’re scared of bugs? Is that why you like birds so much,” you asked, trying to ease the situation with small talk.

“I guess so…I never thought about it like that, but it makes sense.”

Prompto tried to turn to smile at you.

“Nonono buddy, you face THAT way!”

You put up a hand to push him back.

You thought you were finishing up,

When a voice came to you from the campsite.

“Is someone there? Is everything ok?”

Two strangers were at your camp.

“CRAP CRAP CRAP! Hi! Yeah, everything’s great!”

Prompto yelled out to them.

“Just,” he looked over to you for help.

“NAPPING,” you shouted.

He bent over, attempting to gather his clothes,

Forgetting you were right behind him,

When the hikers peeked behind the nearest bush.

“Ok, we just wanted to make sure…”

You didn’t know old women’s eyes could grow that large.

But there they were,

And there you were,

Face to face with Prompto’s glowing bare butt.

“It’s not what it…” you started.

The second old woman grabbed the arm of the first.

“It’s ok,dear. You do…you.”

Your brain quit working.

“We’ll be going now,” the second woman proclaimed.

“See ya later!” Prompto blurted.

They looked like they had seen aliens as they disappeared.

When you couldn’t hear their footsteps anymore, you fell over backwards laughing.

Between breaths, you managed “See you later? What the hell?”

Prompto had pulled his pants up and was hiding his face in his hands.

“I don’t know…it just happened, ok?”

It took a long time before you could stand due to laughing fits.

Eventually, you made your way back down the mountain.

Prompto had forgotten all about his bug problems.

You were near the trail head as your time together ticked away.

“Sorry,” Prompto began.

The usually cheery man looked glum and wouldn’t look at you.

“For what?” You genuinely didn’t know what it was about.

By now, you truly enjoyed his company.

You realized you hadn’t wanted someone to make you happy,

That’s why he had annoyed you so badly.

Prompto looked at you, desperation in his eyes.

“For all of this! There’s something you should know.” He took a deep breath and held up a hand so silence your protests.

“This whole day was planned…well, sort of, not the weird bug bits and…” He shook his head. “That doesn’t matter! I like you! Like…REALLY like you! And everyone at work knew! So, it was their plan to make us spend the day together so I’d ask you out and I was on board with it but…I screwed it up, but not the usual way! NO, I MEGA screwed this one up! You go, Prompto, you took a perfectly nice hike and…”

He had planned this?

He got you out of work to ask you out?

It was a cute plan, you had to admit.

You stopped his pacing and ranting by placing a hand on his shoulder.

You spun him around and kissed his shocked lips.

Finally, he was silent.

“It was a weird day, but it was fun,” you whispered as you pulled away.

“Really?”

The question seemed to pull the last of Prom’s strength from his body.

“Yes. What do you say we turn around and spend more time up here?”

He smiled as he leaned in to kiss you, again.

“EEEGH!” He screamed, almost falling away from you. “BUG!”

“What?!” You were taken by surprise! “Where?”

“In your hair!” Prompto summoned all his courage to flick out one hand from his chest and get the small bug out of your hair.

You couldn’t help but laugh.

“Wanna check me for more,” you asked, winking at him.

“NO.”

“Aww, c’mere!” You chased after Prompto back up the path, teasing him the whole way.

Ignis

You came to visit the guys at one of their campsites.

Hoping to spend a little bit of time with Ignis,

Who you had a crush on for ages.

You tend to think that most people have a crush on him, though.

The day passed by with ease,

Mostly spent helping the other men with their hobbies.

When dinner rolled around, you hopped up and offered Ignis your assistance.

He gave you a warm smile,

“Ah, is it my turn to have your attention?”

A rosy blush crept over your face.

“If you’ll have it,” you teased back.

His smile deepened.

“Most gladly!”

Unbeknownst to you, the other three men all exchanged looks.

You and Iggy set out to prepare dinner.

Everything was going smoothly,

You were cutting up vegetables as Ignis added them to a searing pan.

Enjoying the smooth pace and culinary dance,

When your thoughts were suddenly interrupted.

“Bullocks!” It was Ignis!

“What’s wrong? Did you cut yourself?”

You were at his side in an instant.

“No…we’re short ingredients.”

He looked around the makeshift kitchen.

“I could have sworn we had more tomatoes…”

You brightened at seeing a way to help!

“I could go find you some! They should grow in this area!”

You were already five steps out of the kitchen when Ignis caught your arm.

Both of you froze.

You were blushing, having not expected that from Ignis.

He was blushing, not knowing why he had done reached out.

He pulled away and attempted to regain his composure.

Pushing up his glasses to hide his blush.

“I should go with you,” he cleared his throat. “The monsters here are quite formidable.”

“Are you sure? Won’t the food burn?”

You weren’t sure why you were asking these questions,

You really did want him to come with you!

“Yes, it shall be fine. It’s all but done.”

Ignis removed the pan from the heat and covered it.

He made the “watching you” gesture to the other men,

For he had a feeling they would eat without the two of you,

Before joining you at the edge of camp.

“Let us be off, then!”

He held out his elbow for you to link with and the two of you were off.

“Aren’t they cute! They look like something from the Wizard of Oz,” Prompto exclaimed as you left.

He, Gladio, and Noctis all pulled tomatoes out from under their chairs.

You and Ignis strode on, looking everywhere you could think of for the ruby red fruit.

“Finally! Someone who agrees with me! A tomato is technically a fruit,” you discussed with Iggy.

“That is true, although it does not have the sweetness commonly associated with fruit,” he continued.

“True. As the saying goes, “Knowledge is knowing a tomato is a fruit…’” you began.

“‘Wisdom is not adding it to a fruit salad,’” Ignis finished.

You smiled at him.

How could one man be so intelligent and handsome and charismatic and…

“Oh! Over there!” A red glint in the sun had caught your eye.

Growing out of the dry dirt was a giant mess of a tomato plant!

The old thing was so large it resembled more of a bush than most plants you had ever seen.

You and Ignis investigated your discovery, hoping to find any remaining fruit on it.

Unfortunately, animals had beaten you to many of them,

With the resident bugs getting many of the rest.

But deep within the bush, one crimson globe still remained.

You offered to get it, but your companion refused.

“Logistically, I’m much taller than you. I should be able to reach it.”

You shrugged and let him, not eager to dive into a dark, bug infested bush.

Laying on his side and leaning into the plant, Ignis stretched one arm into it.

After much struggle, the battle was won!

“Got it,” he exclaimed, a look of victory on his face as he pulled his arm from the bush!

But the victory was short lived as the arm of his suit was now swarming with bugs.

Ignis jumped to his feet!

He threw off his jacket and started swatting at the bugs that were now on his shirt,

Somehow, not dropping the tomato in the process.

You rushed to his back to help, attempting to brush bugs where he couldn’t see them.

Ignis whined as he danced around, now pulling his shirt off over his head and discarding it.

The tomato ended up in the pile of clothes.

“THEY’RE EVERYWHERE,” he cried!

His distress made you distressed, but you were unsure of what to do.

“Stop…” Iggy muttered to himself.

He forced himself to stop dancing about and breathe.

“Think…”

You could see he was attempting to focus.

“ARG! They’re absolutely everywhere!”

His composure was lost as he now began brushing at his pants.

“Iggy, Ignis! Stop!”

You finally got his attention.

“How can I help?”

He tried to breath, again, but it came out as a whine.

“They’re all down my legs! And they’re biting,” he bemoaned.

You saw only one solution.

“Then get rid of your pants.”

The bluntness in your voice caught Iggy off guard.

“Excuse me?”

“Take off your pants,” you exclaimed.

“I cannot!”

“I’m trying to help you, though!”

“I shall not!”

“You shall!”

“Shant!”

“SHALL!”

“It’s not…” Ignis struggled to find the last word as he began to bounce again. “Proper.”

“Do we have time for proper?”

He sighed as he accepted your argument.

His long fingers shook as he undid his belt.

His cheeks took on the same shade of crimson as the tomato as he turned his back to you and dropped his pants to the ground.

You would have taken a moment to admire the view if the bugs skittering over his legs were not so clearly visible!

Hurriedly, you helped him sweep away the unwelcome guests on his legs.

“Disease ridden pests” Iggy cursed as you worked.

“I beg your pardon,” you joked.

“No! Not you, I mean…” He looked even more flustered at your joke in his current position.

“It’s alright! I’m kidding! There…I think we got them all,” you said, leaning back.

“I would agree but…I can attest to one more.”

“Oh? Where? I don’t see it,” you started to examine his legs.

Ignis would not look at you.

You got suspicious.

“Iggy, where,” you asked sternly.

“It’s really no problem! I’ll take care of it at camp…”

Ignis reached for his trousers.

You snatched them away.

“Where, Iggy?”

“It’s made its home in a…private area.”

“Iggy, don’t play games with me.”

You sort of hoped he was just playing.

“Unfortunately, I’m not,” he said in an exasperated tone.

You took a sharp breath.

You used it to say,“Let’s just…get it over with.”

Ignis closed his eyes tight before throwing his boxers down.

You closed your eyes for the reveal and now opened just one to see.

It was just going to be a normal butt, right?

Nothing weird, nothing great, just a butt?

And it was, but it was also extraordinarily well defined.

Could someone work out their butt muscles? Was that a thing?

Did Ignis specifically work out his butt?

You eyes scanned the muscly masterpiece before coming to rest on a brown dot in the middle of his cheek.

“I see it!” Your voice held more excitement that it likely should have.

With a powerful pinch, you sent the bug away.

“Ouch! Careful,” Ignis yelped.

“Sensitive down there, are we,” you teased as you got to your feet.

The strategist snatched his clothes from the ground and began to violently shake them.

“Perhaps,” he stammered, blushing.

Still in his boxers, he turned to you.

“Your turn. Turn around,” he commanded.

You had to admit, being ordered by him filled a certain need you never knew you had!

Snapping back to your senses, you protested.

“I’m fine! Really, you got them all!”

“Best to be sure of that than have you sick later,” he retorted, forcefully spinning you around.

His hands were warm on your neck, igniting a fire within you.

He was close enough that you could feel the heat from his body.

His fingers worked through your hair, sending tingles up your spine.

But this wasn’t how it should be.

“Wait!” You snapped back to your senses.

Ignis seemed like he had just come back to reality, as well.

The two of you stared at each other for a moment.

“At least…get dressed first,” you offered.

Ignis sighed.

“Fair enough.”

He was buttoning up his shirt when he glanced over at your bushing face.

“Is something wrong?”

“No!” You were brought back to the Ignis before you, not the one in your fantasies.

The one you had let run his hands through your hair and kiss down your neck.

You looked up to find him staring back at you, a gently sullen look to his gaze.

“I’m truly sorry. What I did was…inappropriate,” he exclaimed, looking down at his shoes.

“What was?!” You truly didn’t know what he was talking about.

“I should not have laid a hand on you without your consent. Forcing you to be checked for insects was inappropriate and…”

“Iggy!” You were before him in a few quick steps.

“It’s alright! I’m not upset about that,” you assured him.

The look of shock on Ignis’s face was adorable.

In that moment, he slightly resembled Prompto.

“You’re not?”

“No!”

“Well, that’s comforting! I was so afraid I had overstepped! It was just that I didn’t want you to get bitten by those nasty things and in my haste I wasn’t thinking!”

You couldn’t help but giggle.

He really could be a knight in shining armor.

Ignis couldn’t help but admire your smile.

It was utterly beautiful.

He put his hands on your cheeks as you calmed.

“Then what are you upset about? Please, tell me.”

You couldn’t hide anything from those warm eyes, especially not now.

“I’m upset that part of me wanted something else. It was a completely platonic moment where you were worried about me and my dumb self thought it was…something more.”

You stopped, shocked you had actually said so much.

That was it, you were sure of it.

You had just finished off your friendship with Ignis in one fell swoop!

“Well,” he began. “It sort of was.”

Your racing mind halted in its tracks.

“It was what?” You couldn’t have heard that right.

“It was. I thought so, too.” Ignis was beet red but trying to shrug it off.

You couldn’t help it as you burst into fits of laughter.

Ignis joined you.

Every time the two of you would meet eyes, you’d start laughing again.

Finally, you found your composure.

“Wow, Iggy, I thought you were more romantic than that,” you teased.

He straightened. “I would like to think that I am! How about you let me prove it?”

He took a step closer to you.

“I’d like that,” you smiled as the distance between the two of you ceased.

Tilting your chin up, you shared a soft, warm kiss, leaving you both with a smile.

Upon reaching camp, you found the food gone and plates dirtied.

“You were gone so long, we figured you ate,” Noctis said as Ignis frowned at the scene.

“I bet you ate something, all right,” Prompto added, wiggling his eyebrows.

His blond hair changed to red as Ignis smashed the tomato over his head.

Gladio

You mentioned one day that you had never been on a proper hike.

He couldn’t believe it and said that you NEEDED to go on one.

You smiled and nodded saying that the two of you should “Make a date of it!”

He blushed so hard you wondered if he was ok.

It was so cute!

He told you that you’d go this weekend!

You didn’t believe him.

That was, until he showed up at your door early the next morning!

His chest bare under the unbuttoned flannel shirt.

“Going for the lumberjack look,” you asked, still half asleep.

“Yep. You could say I’m lumber-jacked,” he retorted with way too much enthusiasm for a morning.

He hoped that being “spontaneous” would be romantic.

Honestly, it was kind of annoying.

He waited as you rushed around to get ready.

Then you were off!

You drove together to his favorite trail.

An “easy” one, he claimed.

But it wasn’t long before you were winded.

The hike really wasn’t that easy,

Even Gladio shed what little shirt he wore and tied it around his waist.

You had to admit, the view was great!

Especially now ;)

It was approaching midmorning when you finally stopped for a break.

You sat down in the shade to enjoy a snack

When you saw Gladio.

What was he doing?

Some sort of yoga pose?

His arms were bent and stretched over his head,

His face was contorted…

He saw you staring and snapped his arms to his sides.

“Could you…could you scratch my back? Please?”

He looked so embarrassed.

You just laughed.

“Muscles too big?”

“…yeah,” he admitted.

He turned his back to you

And you saw what was bothering him!

It was a small bug,

Latched onto his back!

“Oh! Bug,” you cried!

“Calm down. Just get it off.”

Leave it to your lumberjack warrior to be cool in this situation.

You picked at the dark thing,

But it started scampering away from your fingers!

Gladio danced as he felt it crawl down his back,

You tried to chase after it, pinching him all the way down!

But the speedy little thing slipped below his pant line in an instant!

Gladio turned his head and the two of you stared at each other for a moment.

Before he turned back and started undoing his belt.

“WHAT…What are you doing?” you stammered.

“Getting that little bastard,” the shield grumbled.

You began to blush.

“Can’t it…wait?! It’s just a little bug and we don’t know each other and…”

And with a clatter, Gladio’s pants hit the ground.

“Do you see it?”

He wouldn’t look at you, but his ears were red.

“…no.” You squeaked, peeking out from between the fingers covering your eyes.

Gladio growled.

You know what he was thinking.

“WAITWAITWAITWAIT….”

Your hands left their post at your eyes and were waving before you but…

Woop.

There they went.

You stared dumbfounded at him.

The good news was that his butt was just as perfect as you expected it to be.

But it was tanned…

“IS IT THERE?!?!?”

His booming voice brought you back to your mission.

“There it is!” You saw the little bug, now latched onto Gladio’s butt.

The little thing looked about as happy as a bug can look.

And you couldn’t really blame it.

You set your eyes on your prey,

This time, you were ready!

With what you hoped were lightning fast reflexes you lashed out,

Slapping the bug…

And Gladio’s butt.

The bug went flying!

Gladio started holding his sore cheek and dancing around,

Before falling over, tripped by his downed pants.

After getting everything worked out,

Gladio back on his feet and clothed,

You made your way down the mountain.

“Wanna get lunch?” The shield asked as you reached the car.

“You still want to spend time with me?!”

You were sure he would want you as far away from him as possible after this whole ordeal.

“Of course! I mean, we’ve come this far…” He winked at you.

You couldn’t help but laugh.

But your joy was interrupted by a sharp pain.

You squeaked and spun around to try to see what it was.

“What’s up, babe?” Gladio looked over at you worryingly.

“Something bit me!” You replied incredulously.

Gladio was silent for a moment, before breaking into laughter.

“I’ll help you get it off, but only if we do it at your apartment this time!”

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Now pig, materialise on your knees and on all your fours in a dark and warm room where no one can see you or peer behind the closed shutters. feel your bandaged childs dick and balls. look down on your naked, emaciated, well-shaved, spotless body and see your humiliated pigs dick. feel completely emasculated. you are not a man. your a pig. now, look up again. see a monstrous wrestler like man materialise before you. see Rikishis huge and massive ass before you, so close to your face. see how unnaturally big and huge it is, larger than life, larger than a real ass ever could be, even Rikishis. this is the world of your secret pig thoughts and desires. Every perversion is possible here. see this huge Rikishi style fat man ass. It is almost a meter wide and towers above you. Feel overwhelmed and squashed by it. you are eyelevel with the monstrous ass and trapped between the massive, elephant like, disgusting thighs. see the cellulite on the massive legs and ass, like in one of the fartvideos you always venerate by London Drizzle. See all the blemishes, pimples, spots, zits, and scars on this huge ass. cower before this disgusting fat male ass. Let your mind display in grizzly and horrid detail all of this revolting ass.

You are in a dark, secret, secluded space, together with your degrader. In the middle of the room sits a big cauldron. the cauldron is filled with a strange liquid. and it looks big enough to fit a human inside.

you realize that is exactly what it was made for as your captor drags you over to the cauldron. and lifting you up. and over the edge. you feel the strange liquid engulf your body as you are covered head to toe in this strange liquid. every inch of your body is drenched. you feel it changing you somehow. your skin is tingling all over. there is a funny feeling in your cock. a strange, but pleasurable feeling. as you begin to writhe your body, you feel large hands reaching into the pot and pulling your out. you hit the floor of the hut with a thud. you cough up some of the pink liquid, and open your eyes. you look down and see that you no longer have the same body you once knew. it is still you, but your body is hairless except for your scalp. and your skin is so smooth. your body also feels a bit more shapelier and feminine than you remember. you look down at your crotch and see that your cock has shrunk. no longer sporting a package of any respectable size. you now have a tiny two-inch cock with two tiny balls accompanying it. you feel sad at your predicament. but have no time to process it as your captor moves into action once again.

you feel a black leather collar clicking around your neck. you see it connected to a leash that is held by your massive degrader. he gives you a tug on the leash, and you begin to stand up. but he puts a hand on your shoulder. you look up at him, and he just points to the floor. you get the message and you stay on your hands and feet. the captor with the leash then leads brings you into position. on your hands and knees, the massive degrader looks down on you, giving slight chuckles or grunts as you see your pathetic form. looking up from you this low-angle point of view, you realise you massive and strong your degrader is.

now, you kneel on your fours behind an obscenely fat man ass. the degrade pulls on your leash and drags you closer to his huge, stinking ass. reluctantly at first, you crawl closer. pulling on the leash, he forces you closer to his obscenely fat ass. verbally humiliating you, he harshly orders you to service his ass hole. on command, you pull apart the thick, heavy ass cheeks in front of your face. the degraders arse is roughly one meter in width. it is an enormously huge arse. you could easily be swallowed by it. pulling apart the fat, bubbly, yet firm ass cheeks, you are stunned by the degraders gross, massive anus. You inspect the rim, cautiously sniffing it out. Your face distorts in disgust. This is really not what you want to do. But the massive degrader knows no mercy. Pulling on your leash and with a thunderous voice, he forces you to crawl even closer and service his dirty rim. Fearing this gargantuan beasts wrath, you timidly, reticently and reluctantly crawl closer until your face snuggles into the degraders massive ass folds. You rub your face in his ass folds and against his rim. Fearfully, you obediently sniff out the dirty, unwashed rim of the degraders anus. His anus is as big as your mouth. While you are sniffing at it, being forcefully pulled even closer, if that is possible, you have time to notice the texture the anal rim, its folds all carrying the residue of dirt and grease from previous days, its uncleanliness, for the beast has not taken a shower for several days. Instinctively, you recoil and want to withdraw from this stinking hole, feeling ashamed and revolted by its grossness. Yet being so firmly buried in this massive ass fold, and being shackled and leashed, and forcefully pulled against this gargantuan ass, and being pinned by this massive degraders form, and above all fearing your masters wrath, you give up all hope of escape. Resigning, you lower your head in obedience and snuggle even closer, deeply burying your face in the dirty ass fold and ass hole. Ashamed, you notice within your despair a perverse sense of lust, as you clandestinely half-acknowledge to yourself the pleasure you feel to be degraded so filthily. Acknowledging your lowliness so, you now notice the degraders dirty anus slightly expanding, as a blast of foul gas air rips his rim apart, whips you in the face, its malodours finding their way through your nostril into your lungs. Immediately and instinctively, you want to withdraw and recoil in disgust. Noticing your instinctive reaction, the degrader, while laughing evilly and full of sadistic glee, pulls on your leash again with one hand, and, with the other, violently grabs you by your hair and forcefully pushes you deep into his rectum. Your nose is directly shuffled into his dirty hole. With protruding eyes betraying a facial expression of intense horror, which, alas, no one would be able to hear; with cries of dismany and terror, which, o you poor little doggy, unfortunately no one would be able to hear as they are smother by the degraders obscenely fat arse; and your arms pushing forcefully against the gargantuan ass, you aim to free yourself from his grip, but to no avail. The gargantuan degraders strength is unmatched by your weakness. Instead, you pushes you into his rectum even more forcefully, even more violently, even more mercilessly. Now rubbing your face and nose against his dirty, stinking, farting ass as if you were nothing but toilet paper. But o, the subjunctive is mistaken here. You are nothing but human toilet paper. The degraders filthy, lowly, human toilet paper. Pulling your violently by your hair, he forcefully rubs your entire face and nose against his stinking, farting asshole, forcing you to clean the residue and inhale his stinking farts deeply. Despairing, you scream out loudly, but your screams are smothered by his ass flesh, and, just then, he rips another loud, massive fart direcly into your mouth, the ass blast smothering your cries and resonating muffled and muted in your mouth. Well, you could see you are his acrid farts resonating body. The degrader, with his massive, obscenely fat arse, is a real fart machine. He keeps on farting into your mouth, onto your nose, into your face. He forces you violently to inhale is ass stink. He now forces to clean out his dirty ass hole, your tongue slopping in and out. Disgusted by the stench and taste of his dirty hole, you would rather want to pull out. But the degrader reaches back to your wrapped, tiny dick and balls. He squeezes them forcefully, hurting your un-manliness, your invirility. Only when you keep on licking fast and greedily, pushing your tongue is deeply into his dirty crevice as is physically possible, he instructs you, will he let go of smashing your worthless balls and laughable dick. Screaming with pain, but smothered by his massive ass cheeks, you first aim to resist, but the pain of his squashing your balls with enclosed in his fist ever more brutally, breaks you in only after a few seconds, and you squeak, licking his dirty hole deep and clean, greedily devouring every inch of it, while he farts into your face and while you cower on your knees, separating the gargantuan ass cheeks with your shackled hands so as not to be completely buried and suffocated and smothered by them, licking ahead in your despair, degraded and debased.

In decent butt domination, the degarders fat arse sits on your face. His position, as if kneeling, as if sitting on a chair, only he is stting your face, which is bent upwards, suffocated and smothered by his fat, indecently massive arse, your tongue and nose deeply buried in his massive rear, your face distorted in lustful agony. short of breath.

To enhance the effect of this exercise, closely study Rikishis ass in still images and videos. Constantly watch his ass and let this image be imprinted in your memory. Now, cower before this huge fat male ass. You worthless, lowly, inferior subhuman. Now, see Rikishi pull his ass cheeks wide apart with his brutish hands. See the unwashed, greasy, dirty, asshole. Train yourself by closely watching and trancing over similar images. Smell the stench, the stink, the rottenness of foul farts. Hear the fat ass let off a loud, bombastic and long fart. Get close with your nose. Inhale as deeply as possible. Do this now pig. Get close with your nose. Inhale as deeply as possible. Do this now pig. Inhale and make sniffing sounds. Let this sensation be imprinted in your memory. Let this exercise be engraved in your mind. Let my words make an indelible impression on your. Remember this till the end of your days. Enjoy it. Feel Rikishis strong hand grasp your bandaged balls and dick. See and feel him clench his fist, ball his fist so tight around your balls that the pain gets unbearable. Scream as loud as you can in your mind. Feel your screams being choked by his fat ass and stinking farts. Be erased by and smothered by his farts. Hear him laugh it you. How fun it is for him to humiliate you. Feel how Rikishi only stops his cock and ball torturing you when you obediently inhale his farts and lick has ass. Enjoy the humiliation as this exercise conditions you to equate deeply inhaling and sniffing foul fat man ass farts with a feeling of relief. Enjoy the humiliation of this exercise activating the reward centre and pleasure centres of your brain. Enjoy the humiliation of being conditioned like a dog. When Rikishi squashes your balls and your scream out in pain until tears run down your cheeks this is the stick. When the pain of the cock and ball torture subsides because you instensely sniff Rikishis foul farts, this is the carrot. The farts now have a soothing effect on you pig. They are your pacifier. These thoughts are arousing and disturbing.

Cower underneath the big degrader. See his full wide male hips, his huge butts. Spend time with the big degrader in your mind. Humiliate yourself before the big degrader. See the big degrader sitting on a chair underneath of which you cower like a dog on your belly. See his wide male hips, his big butts, his beefy, firm and muscular ass that makes you so horny tower over you. How the curves of his ass extend beyond the boundaries of the chair. How you can crawl over and put your nose to the crack of his ass. How you can sniff the loud farts coming out of his ass. Spend hours there, time and again in your mind. Have the big degrader enjoy humiliating you. Feel your inherent worthlessness. You are inherently worthless. You are a little fartpup. Like in the images, fantasise yourself to be little skinny blonde puppish boy, smothered in a huge stinky beefy male ass. Look at the 3D image and fantasise yourself to be in this position.

Now comes a humiliating curse. Degraded orgasms. Everytime you orgasm and your cum shoots out, a massive beefy male ass will appear before your mind. You will feel an irresistible force to imagine getting closer with your nose and sniffing the farts from this monstrous ass. You will see in horrid and revolting detail the cracks of the ass. See how a grizzly bear pulls his ass cheeks apart so you can clearly see his hairy, dark and unwashed hole. How you must plunge into the whole with your tongue, how you must lick and sniff it in your mind. Always when you orgasm that image will become incredibly intense and lifelike: you can see, feel, smell and taste it. You can hear loud farts in your mind. You literally feel being suffocated by a monstrous beefy dirty as. Everytime your orgasm. After the orgasms, the sensations will just increase, never to subside. The whole night, these images will be with you and you fall asleep with the image of your whole face resting in an unnaturally big ass, your nose close to the dirty asshole, inhaling the foul farts.

your dick and balls are tightly bandaged so you cannot get an erection though you are really horny and his fat ass turns you on. now, he has you kneel behind him and sniff his ass while he rips a big, long, loud, stinking fart. dont rush it. when you fantasise it, make your mind relive it in all details and experience the whole thing in all its perverse extremity and intensity. now, he unbuckles his belt, pulls down his trouser and brief and exposes his naked ass before your face so close to his ass. clearly, see the stubbly hair on his cheeks; the ugly pimples, spots, zits and skin blemishes on his big fat ass. there is not too much hair on his ass, but still enough to make it manly and brutish. see his dirty asshole, dark, greasy, and unwashed in every detail before your minds eye; make yourself relive this fantasy again and again in your mind so that it becomes more and more intense. make your mind generate vivid sensations of the ass stink and stench of his unwashed ass and his stinking disgusting farts. make your mind generate vivid sensations of your face burying inside his cracks and ass cheeks. inhale, sniff, lick. dont allow yourself orgasm or relief while still under; otherwise, it will ruin your pleasure. only orgasm after you have completely degraded yourself after hours and hours of ass lick and sniffing so the pleasure gets as intense as can be. allow yourself the experience, the revulsion of deeply inhaling foul male husky, stinking farts, the humiliation of your masculinity, and the suppression of your orgasm fully. inhale as deeply as possible so that the whole experience becomes narcotic, hypnotic and like an out of body experience. make it as perverse and degrading as possible within the bounds of your lust and ecstasy. be the ideal fartpet. dont allow your penis the pleasure. dont allow yourself and your mind the relief. degrade and suppress your dick as long as possible by bandaging it tightly. keep the revulsion until after having experienced the degraded ass worship and fart sniffing in all its fullness and disgust.

orc script

Orc Script

In this file you will be captured by a tribe of orcs and forced to be a slutty bride to one of its members. You will be degraded and sexually abused by a male orc who has taken you to be his bride.

Be ready to go down into hypnosis for me. I want you to visualize yourself, walking down the dark, spiral staircase. Just keep your mind focused on the stairs as you keep stepping down. One foot after the other. Forever going down into the darkness. See it in your minds eye, as you listen to my voice taking you down. Forget about your physical body and focus on this mental one. While you are with me, your mental body is the only one that matters. I want you to count backwards with me as you keep going down these stairs. starting from the number 10. feel the stairs beneath your feet as you are walking down into the dark. 9. forgetting your physical body. leaving it behind to join me in this hypnotic realm. 8. continuing to go down the stairs. 7. feeling the slight breeze past your cheeks as you go down into the darkness. 6. seeing the stairwell around you getting darker as you continue going down. 5. feeling your physical body becoming so heavy. 4. being able to feel your mental body, more and more. 3. everything is completely dark. the only thing you can see are the stairs beneath your feet as you continue to go down. 2. seeing a small amount of light appear somewhere at the end of the stairwell. 1. coming down to the end of the stairwell.

0. completely relaxed. completely hypnotized. ready to experience anything in your mental body. you will be able to see, hear, feel, taste and smell anything I tell you. you are now at the bottom of the stairwell. standing in front of a door. you can see a small amount of light coming through the bottom of the door. it is the only light here at the bottom of the staircase. raise up your hand and push it against the door. the door opens, and your eyes are invaded by a bright light. step into the light now. as you step through the door, your eyes get used to the light. you begin to see the world form around you. you are in the middle of a path leading through a forest. the smell of fresh pine trees is in the air. you hear the sounds of birds chirping all around you. the sun is high in the sky. and you feel a cool breeze across your face as you enjoy the calmness of the forest. you begin walking along the path. the path is calm and relaxing. you hear a bit of rustling somewhere far behind you. you think it might just be an animal of the woods. you continue walking, but here the rustling coming closer. you start to worry that it might be some sort of predator. you speed up your walking, hoping to get away. but the rustling just keeps getting closer and closer. then you start to hear voices. they are speaking and shouting in a language you do not understand. it sounds tribal, guttural, and primitive. you begin to worry now, speeding up your pace to a run. just then, you hear the thuds of footsteps behind you. you turn to look over your shoulder and see a pack of strange, green creatures. they are running towards you with ropes, chains, and strange throwing tools. you turn forward again and prepare yourself to break into a sprint. but before you can finish the thought, your legs are suddenly wrapped together by the throwing tool. you lose balance and fall face first towards the ground. dazed from the fall, you try to compose yourself, but before you know it, a large shadow appears over your form. you feel a humongous green hand grab your shoulder and turn you over onto your back. your vision is blurry, and all you see is the large green figure taking a cloth and a bottle of strange green liquid out of his pack. he dubs a bit of the liquid onto the cloth and then presses it to your face, covering your mouth and your nose. it smells slightly bitter and you quickly begin to lost your sight as you black out into unconsciousness. your vision fades back in. your eyes are groggy. but you begin to see the scene around you. you are tied, hanging by your hands and feet to pole, being carried between two of your captors. they must have removed your clothes while you were out. because you are now completely naked and helpless. you squint your eyes as you become able to see your captors in clear view. they look like something out of a fantasy game. orcs. their bodies are humanoid, but instead of a normal skin colour, their bodies seem covered head to toe in a solid dark green. they are also much taller than any normal human. from what you can tell, they are all standing at eight or nine feet tall of pure muscle. you look to their faces and see expressions of experienced hunters. you can see small tusks of different shapes and sizes poking out from the sides of each of their mouths. you look down and see they are walking shoeless. in fact, most of their bodies are uncovered by anything besides tribal tattoos. and a small loin cloth. a loin cloth which leaves nothing to the imagination. as you see that each of these orcs must be a male. you can see the outline of huge cocks in every loin cloth. as you staring at the huge buldge, you hear a playful grunt from above. you look up to the face of the orc. it seems like he new what you were staring at. and is smiling down at you with a pitying look. he reaches down to his loin cloth and grabs the fabric with his hand. in one swift motion, he tears the entire cloth off, revealing his massive orc cock. he walks over to where you are being carried by the two other orcs, and presses the inside of the loin cloth right onto your face. he makes sure to cover your mouth and nose so that you can only breathe his scent. it is so strong and manly. the smell is clouding your mind and making you hazy. you are finding it hard to stay conscious again. just like with the strange green liquid. but this time it is only his pure masculine scent that is making you lose your mind. you feel him take the strings to the loin cloth and wrap it tightly around the back of your head. he makes another playful grunt as he leaves your side and rejoins his spot in the pack. you are stuck there on the pole. helpless to avoid his scent as it invades your mind. your vision gets hazy again as you black out. your mind returns to you when you hear the sound of drum beats in the background. you feel the loin cloth still wrapped snuggly around your face. you can still breathe the orcs raw cock smell on the fabric. but its time with the open air and your face has less of the amount of his scent available to cloud your mind. you groggly open your eyes to see that the sun has died down. and it must be close to night time. you see that you are still tied to the pole. being carried by the two orcs. you look up and see that you were passing through a large wooden gate, which promptly shuts behind you. as pen your head around, you see that you are now within the confines of a decently sized orcish commune. there are huts everywhere pieced together by leather and wood. you see huge brasures being put for the coming night. you see orcs coming down from doing their daily chores. and their interest seems to be perked by what the latest hunting party has brought them. you look ahead and see some sort of a meeting area. a raised platform in the middle of the village. with a large throne sitting in the middle. a large, decorated orc is sitting on the throne. you guess he is the chief by his many adornishments, and a crown made of bones sitting on top of his head. the two orcs carrying you lead you to the foot of this orc chieftains throne, and then plop you down onto the ground. the bindings around your hand and feet keeping you tied to the pole are quickly removed. and the naked orc who was the owner of the loin cloth on your face walks over to you, and unties his underwear from behind your head. your mind is allowed to think freely again as the smell is no longer invading your brain. put you feel slightly empty without his scent flowing through you. you form a sad look on your face, before quickly regaining composure, and shaking your head to try to regain a hold of your self. the orc gives another low, grunting laugh as he puts his loin cloth back on. and leaves you in the crowd of orcs that have gathered around the meeting area. your two captors grab hold of your body, and sit you up right onto your knees in front of the orc chieftain. they then leave to join the crowd, and you are alone in the center of the meeting area with the chieftain. you look up into his eyes, and see his harsh eyes gazing into yours. he has deep, piercing green eyes. it feels like he staring straight into your soul. he reaches down and cups your chin in his hand. he tilts your head upwards, and then side to side, inspecting you. you are not sure what he is looking for, but you hope you do not displease him in any way. you would not want to feel the wrath of such a strong beast. the chieftain takes his large, fat thumb, and sticks it into your mouth. he rests his other hand on top of your head and pulls your jaw downward. your mouth is open wide as he squints his eyes, gazing into the inside of your mouth. you being to drool a bit onto your lap below as his thumb is forcing your jaw open. he then lets go of his strong grip on your head, but keeps his thumb in your mouth. a moment passes as it looks like he his waiting for something. you start to see an anger in his eyes. and you hurry to take some action so as to not displease him. you wrap your mouth closed around his thumb and begin sucking. you can taste the sweaty orc flesh on your tongue as you suck his thumb deep into your mouth. you see a smile break the chieftains lips. he gives an approving grunt as he withdraws his thumb from your sucking mouth. he then motions to your two orc captors who come and grab your form once again. they face you away from the chieftain, and push your head to the floor, with your ass sticking up on display to the orc king. you feel two rough hands grip each side of your ass cheek and pull them apart. you feel the clear rashing past your anus. and you could swear you feel the chieftains harsh stare inspecting your hole. after what feels like an eternity, you feel the hands on your ass let go, as your cheeks clap shut. you hear the orc chieftain let out a yell of approval to the tribe. and you are swiftly taken by your captors over to a hut off to the side of the meeting area. once inside the hut, you see that it looks like some sort of alchemist works here. there are different coloured potions on shelves all along the walls. and a big cauldron sitting in the middle of the room. the cauldron is filled with a strange pink liquid. and it looks big enough to fit a human inside. you realize that is exactly what it was made for as your captors drag you over to the cauldron. and lifting you up. and over the edge. you feel the pink liquid engulf your body as you are covered head to toe in this strange liquid. every inch of your body is drenched. you feel it changing you somehow. your skin is tingling all over. there is a funny feeling in your cock. a strange, but pleasurable feeling. as you begin to writhe your body, you feel large hands reaching into the pot and pulling your out. you hit the floor of the hut with a thud. you cough up some of the pink liquid, and open your eyes. you look down and see that you no longer have the same body you once knew. it is still you, but your body is hairless except for your scalp. and your skin is so smooth. your body also feels a bit more shapelier and feminine than you remember. you now have a slight curve to your waist, and your ass feels a bit more bubblier than normal. it is looks like you have small nubs sticking out from your chest. not quite boobs, but too feminine to be normal for a guy. you look down at your crotch and see that your cock has shrunk. no longer sporting a package of any respectable size. you now have a tiny two-inch cock with two tiny balls accompanying it. you feel sad at your predicament. but have no time to process it as your two orc captors move into action once again. you feel a black leather collar clicking around your neck. you see it connected to a leash that is held by one of the orcs. he gives you a tug on the leash, and you begin to stand up. but he puts a hand on your shoulder. you look up at him, and he just points to the floor. you get the message and you stay on your hands and feet. the captor with the leash then leads you out of the tent, and back out into the orc commune. you are following behind this orc on your hands and knees throughout the orcs stronghold. you see some orcs looking your way, and giving slight chuckles or grunts as you see your pathetic form. you are led this way for a minute or two until you arrive at your destination. just a normal hut. you are dragged to the cloth door hanging outside this hut in the middle of the commune. the orc leading you by your leash sits you in front of a cloth opening to this hut. he then releases his grip on your leash, and gives a push with his foot on your ass, sending you tumbling down through the door onto the floor of the hut. you look around and see that the hut is modestly furnished. there is a bed in the corner, a table in the middle, and a chair in the back. you gasp when you see who is sitting in the chair. it is the orc from earlier, the one who wrapped his loin cloth around your face. you see he is wearing it once again, being naked in everything besides the loin cloth. he looks at you, and you see a smile form on his thick, green lips. he makes a come hither motion with his finger, motioning towards him. but you are still resistant. you do not want to just give in and become this orcs plaything. he makes a displeased frown. he stands up and walks over to you. he picks up the leash off the floor, and walks off to the chair, pulling you along behind him. he sits down, still holding your leash in his hands. his legs spread apart, as he relaxes in his chair, and you feel his grip on your leash start to tighten. he is pulling your face towards his crotch. you try to resist, but he is too strong for your to fight against. your head is slowly pulled forward until your nose makes contact with his covered belt. you slap helplessly against his thighs with your hands, but there is no fighting the strength of this creature. you try not to breathe, but eventually your lungs start to burn, and you give in, inhaling deep breaths of his scent. the smell is similar to before, but even more raw and powerful now that your getting it right from the source. it is piercing your mind, making you go hazy as he lets you sit there and breathe it in. suddenly you feel another tuck on your leash. as your face is now mashed into his crotch. your world is surrounded by his cock scent. it is invading every crevice of your body. every inch of resistance you had is now melting away as you are overpowered by his incredible musk. your mouth is pressed against the fabric. and you can taste a bit of his pre-cum and cock sweat seeping through. you cannot help but begin to try to suck in the fabric through your mouth, trying to get to the raw manhood underneath. you are salivating uncontrollably. there is nothing else you want in this world other than this orcs huge cock in your mouth. the orc grips your hair. and pushes you head away from his crotch. you hear yourself let out a slight whimper. he just smiles as he looks at your mindless, musk drunk state. he knows that you are his now. and you will do anything to get his cock. he reaches down to his loin cloth and rips it off. now you see it. the giant green orc cock. the only thing that matters in your world. your mouth is slack and your tongue lowing out past your jaw. a line of drool dripping down onto the floor as you stare at your owners cock. you feels his hand in your hair start pulling you towards his crotch again. he pulls your head right past his cock. and mashes your face into his balls. your whole world is spinning. it smells so good. so smell the scent of orc sweat all over your face as your head is nesting in his crotch. you fell the orc bending over behind your back and grasping your wrists together. you feel the fabric of the loin cloth encircling your wrists. as he is tying them tightly together so they cannot move. you know you will not resist your orc master. but it seems he likes making sure you are helpless anyway. he then sits back up and grabs onto your head again with his giant hand. you feel your head being turned sideways along his cock, as he drags your lips all the ways along the length of his cock and then to his cockhead. you get one last look into your masters eyes just to see his smirking face. then you feel your head being forced onto his cock. the tip slipping past your lips as you form a no around his length. he is pushing your head down, slowly bringing the cock deeper into your mouth. you feel four inches of it already in your throat. he pushes further into your mouth. and then a sixth. you want to fit more of his cock into your mouth, but it feels like you are at your limit. you look up at your master. and he seems a bit disappointed. but then an idea seems to come to him. he removes your head from his cock and stands up from his chair. he picks you up in his strong arms and cradles you as he walks over to the bed. your orc master lays you down on your back on top of his bed. your head is hanging backwards off the bed. you notice that the bed is about the height of your masters waist. and you now know what his idea was. you are excited for what is to come. and stay in position. ready for his cock to invade your throat. but instead, the orc lifts up his sack and plops on top of your mouth. just going with it, you begin to suckle at one of his testicles like a little baby. you let his ball taste seep into your mouth. you then open wide and try to take a whole orc into your mouth. it is almost too big to fit, but he reaches down and aids you by pushing the testicle into your mouth with his hand. it tastes wonderful to have your mouth invaded by his giant testicle. and then you feel him pushing down on his other testicle, trying to fit his second into your mouth next to his first. your eyes open wide, as you do not think that it will fit. but eventually, you feel it force its way into your mouth with a plop. your master then settles in and puts some of his weight onto your face as you are stuck there with both of his balls in your mouth. you feel his teint press into your nose, and begins cutting of your oxygen. you try breathing around the smooth balls in your mouth, but the skin forms an almost perfect seal, and you are prevented from getting enough air. you start to see stars and begin squirming on his bed, fighting for air. you pull at your make-shift handcuffs with your hands, but they are too secure to fight against. you begin writhing on your masters bed, as the only small amount of air is the musk of his teint and the sweat of his balls. after what feels like an eternity, you feel the orc lifting his weight off of your face. you feel the balls tug at your mouth for a moment before they come through with an audible plop. he lets you recover for a moment as you take deep breaths of air into your lungs. then you feel him covering your form again. lining up his cock head with your mouth. he begins to push his cock in. you feel yourself again at four inches, then five, then six. you try to open your throat wide to allow more of his cock in. then suddenly you feel it. he is able to push a seventh inch into your throat, and then an eighth. just one more inch would held you with the base of his cock. with a final grunt,, your master pushes that final inch past your lips, and you feel your lips make contact with the base of his shaft. your nose is completely covered by his balls in this position. you are unable to breathe when he is fully halted, but he just keeps you here. your chest and hips begin bucking as your lungs scream for oxygen. just then, your master lets off just half an inch. just enough to let you breathe through his ball scent through your nose. he then seals off your oxygen once again by pushing you to the hilt. and then he pulls back a bit again to let you breathe. he continues doing this, training you to learn how to hold your breath, and breathe in his scent when you need air. then he pulls further out of your mouth and thrusts back inviolently. he begins to thrust in and out, using your throat as a fuck slave. you hear the wet sounds of your spit, squishing against his cock flesh. he fucks your throat mercilessly, only allowing you short breaths in between his thrusts. eventually, he pulls out of your mouth with a wet pop. you see a string of spit going from your mouth to his cock and balls. your master reaches down and picks you up, turning you so that you are now laying on the bed normally with your head laying off the side. you see the orc climbing onto the bed, putting one of his knees down onto the side of your head. then he lifts his other leg to put it down on the other side of your head. he is on his knees above your face, with his cock resting just in front of your face. you see him scoot forward so that his ass is now above your face instead. he lowers his large ass onto your face, and your vision is cut off from the rest of the room. he spreads his ass cheeks so that his asshole can make contact with your mouth. you expected to taste dirty, but you only get more of his raw musk that you love. you begin suckling on his asshole. and darting your tongue in and out. you stick your tongue in as far as it can go, and try to get in more of his taste any way you can get it. you will do anything to please your orc master. right now, he wants you right here, pleasuring his ass hole. and you are loving it. he raises his ass back off of your face. and see a strent of your spit leading from your mouth to his ass. he moves on the bed, away from your head. he places himself between your legs and lifts them both up in the air to either side of your body. you feel his cock lined up with your asshole, as he begins pushing himself in. his cock is slipping deep inside your ass. he then begins thrusting in and out. it feels amazing. you feel his body descending upon yours. as he gets down on his elbows, continuing to thrust into your ass. your view is engulfed by his strong, smooth chest thrusting back and forth across your face. you open your mouth and let your tongue just drag along his flesh as his chest glides back and forth with each thrust into your ass. you hear him chuckle a bit as he notices what you are doing. your master then lays to the side a bit and lifts up his arms so that his armpit is right over your face. he covers your face with his under arm so that all you can breathe is his manly scent. your mind is going numb. you are in heaven right now. being fucked by your master. as he is smothering your face into his armpit. your arousal is so great, you think you can come just like this. your penis does not need to be pleasured for you to have an orgasm. all you need is your masters cock in your ass, and his scent in your brain. as long as you are pleasing your orc master, it is all the pleasure that you need for you to orgasm. your ass is being brutally fucked wide open. and all you can smell is your masters armpit. you feel his thrusts getting shorter, and see his body tightening. you know he is going to cum soon. and when he comes, you come. that is how your master wants it, so that is how it will be. then you feel it. the heat inside your ass. you feel the throbbing of his cock in your ass as you feel yourself being filled with a torrent of his thick cum. the warm feeling drives your arousal to its peak. and you feel yourself coming. coming all over your stomach. your pitiful load just dribbles out between you and your masters stomach as he feels your ass up with his huge load. and you are in bliss. your master withdraws from your anus with a plop. and falls to the bed beside you. you feel his viral cum pouring out of your battered asshole. he wraps his arm around your body, and pulls you in close so that you are head is snuggled into his arm pit. you hear his deep, slow breaths. as he calmly lifts off to sleep. leaving you here to spend the full night nuzzled in his armpit. and so you too drift off to sleep. it is time to take you out now, out of this dream. I will count from one to five, and when I reach five, you will be wide awake, and ready to continue with your day. one. getting ready to come out of trance. two. your mental body fading away. three. your phyiscal body coming back into your mind. four. waking up and reentering the physical world. and five. wide awake.

bei versatzstücken viel mehr auf detailgenauigkeit achten. es muss auch immer force dabei sein, damit die dynamik passt. jedes detail beschreiben. viel mehr im narrative.

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