The Last Battle: Orc vs Man P3 + P4

Part III: An Unheeded Warning

"Hnngh... aghhh... yeaaaah..." King Alurad Ranzen grunted with pleasure as he thrust into the meaty butt of the local blacksmith.  The man reminded Ranzen greatly of Hurk, the former King of Men.

Ranzen's victory and humiliation of Hurk in the old arena had effectively shattered the confidence of man's king.  This sudden rival, this young and fresh stallion, had come charging into his life and left his ego in pieces.  Seconds after Ranzen had lifted the crown from his head and placed it atop his own, the defeated man was given a choice: he could hang his head in shame and flee the kingdom... or he could choose to be enslaved for the new king's pleasure.

For nearly two months, Ranzen held his new slave, the former king's beefy body against his own, their hot sweat and firm muscle slapping together during their many nights together in the royal bedchamber.  With Ranzen's every orgasm inside the middle-aged king's tight hole, they both relived that day that forever changed the course of man.  They both remembered the day that Ranzen came marching into Greystone Castle, holding the massively-muscular body of the fallen king high above his head like the ultimate prize of a dangerous hunt.  Hurk sucked his dominator's cock before his guards and licked from his hole, verifying this new man as king.  And since that day, he'd been a faithful and obedient servant of King Ranzen, tending to his every desire.

Thud

Kal, a human who hailed from the kingdom of Brunnr, heard talk from a trio of men of a fabulous treasure located only three days' journey from his home and to the rocky hills of the west.   The treasure was said to be an unmovable box whose contents were replenished with jewels and gold on the night of the red moon.  He heard one of the men laugh as he told of his friend who had made the trip on the last red moon and hadn't bothered returning.

"That lucky son of an orc is probably living the good life now!" he cheered, crashing his stein of alcohol with the other two.

Kal knew that the red moon was to rise in two nights' time.  He'd have to hurry!

The young buck made the trek over the charred, treacherous hills and eventually found the area described by the men!  There, mere steps away, lay a beautiful chest which surely contained the treasure he'd been seeking!  But before he could open it and take his reward, he heard the booming thumps of footsteps approach!

The brute's skin was rugged and purple, and his big belly shook with his every stomp forward.  It was an ogre -- the guardian of the chest!

"WHY HUMAN HERE?!" he roared at the softskin through jagged teeth.  "COME STEAL THUD SHINIES?!"

Thud wasn't as tall as a typical orc, but to Kal he seemed just as powerful.  Something about the ogre paralyzed his legs with fright.  Kal tried to run from the brute, but he couldn't muster the courage!  In seconds, he was face-to-face with the hulking ogre.

"NO MAN STEAL FROM THUD!!"

The ogre raised his clenched fists high overhead and brought them down upon Kal, downing the human with one blow!  Thud stood proudly over Kal's defeated body.  He placed his foot atop the chest, raised his beefy arms to the sky, and roared his victory!

The ogre's cock was fat, Kal observed through half-open eyes.  It was stubby and curved in ways he'd never seen in his fellow men.  The head was flat and wide at the tip, and the hole that generously flowed Thud's precum was round and open.

The human's own manhood twitched at the sight of the aroused ogre.  He could already smell the sweet scent of Thud's lubricant, and he knew that he was about to be skewered by this brute's excited meat.

The powerful ogre flipped Kal upside down and seized control over his scrawny ankles.  Thud spread Kal's legs far apart and squatted, allowing his ogrehood to dribble its slick precum directly upon the softskin's puckering hole.

Kal moaned softly, prompting the brute to laugh and taunt, "Humans funny.  Come to Thud; get fucked.  Me fuck human hole!"

Thud's slick penis penetrated Kal's inviting butt, easily pushing past the ring and sinking into the hot, soft flesh inside his latest bitch.

Kal shouted with the sudden feeling of fullness and moaned out loud as the ogre's cock rubbed persistently against his prostate.  He shuddered and groaned through the dull pains caused by Thud's rough and clumsy fucking.  Thud stabbed at Kal's hole hard and fast, caring only about his own desires and not the human's.

Ogre mated human repeatedly throughout that night.  Countless ropes of Thud's goopy ogre semen was pumped deep into Kal's muscular gut, marking him as his bitch.

"Human hole make Thud feel good," the ogre grunted as he pulled his satisfied penis from the man's backside.  Unlike human seed, very little of the dominant brute's cum seeped from Kal's hole; ogre cum was sticky and made to stay where it was shot.  "Thud hungry!" he suddenly declared, slapping his grumbling tummy.  "Eat human now!"

"What?!  No!" Kal pled pathetically on his hands and knees.  "Please don't eat me!  I... I'll do anything!"

"Then you become Thud's!  You stay with Thud and let Thud fuck when me want!"

Kal quickly nodded his agreement.  So excited to have a new bitch to breed whenever he pleased, Thud's ogrehood sprang back to life!  With one quick thrust, Kal's hole was filled once again with the big-bellied ogre's fat cock.

Happy that he wasn't to wind up as food in that belly, Kal decided to lay back and enjoy himself as his new master had his way with him.

And the fabulous treasure?  Kal later found out that there was nothing in the box.  It was a trick to lure foolish humans to an ogre who would teach them a very valuable lesson.

The End

Reality Render Test 2: "Kal's Last Battle"

Kal, valiant warrior from the series The Last Battle, finds himself completely defeated by a brutish orc who, along with the others, invaded Brunnr and challenged him to a fight!

The orc laughed at the novice way the young buck fought.  Poor Kal was quickly scooped up and roughly placed upon the drooling cockhead of the victorious orc.  The green brute's sap of arousal worked its way into the human's blood stream and made his cock grow to full length.

Kal's shouts for mercy and release soon became moans and pleas for more.  The orc grinned at the broken and tamed musclestud.  He began to imagine all the ways he'd be using this new human slave.

This is another test of my new plugin.  I was finally able to get the eyes to stop being completely white (only the shaman from Master of Eternia gets to do that!).

The skin is back to being glossy again.  I was able to tone down the mirror shine and make it look less like clay.  I still like to think of them as being hand-carved figures, though.  Especially since they're meant to be somewhat cartoony in the first place and that doesn't always mesh well with... well... reality.

Happy Valentine's Day From Barbaric Brawn

The Farmer's Son, that ever-lucky fellow, was all aflutter when the strong and beautiful Kal from the capital city came to visit the farmstead one hot, sunny day.

The auburn-haired stud leapt from his steed, got down on bended knee, and presented to the younger buck a single red rose.

"Farmer's Son," Kal said, even he not knowing the man's birth name, "will you do me the honor of becoming mine alone?"

I think you can guess what happened next.  Needless to say, the two musclemen rolled around in the hay until The Farmer came back to discover that his son hadn't finished his chores.

Kal, like any shining knight, took full responsibility.

I apologize for weaving such a sappy yarn.  Oh well -- it's only once a year!

The Last Battle: Panel 69

Kal turned away in disgust as his king cockily strode from sight.

He knew that the king's threat was real -- he'd suffered for many years at the frequent whim of Ranzen's lust.

This time, however...

A feeling of foreboding grew in Kal's gut.  He could feel that something great would soon be upon them.  It will consume them all and change everything forever.

"Good luck..." he half-heartedly wished, "your majesty..."

With that, he raced from the palace to help keep the peace among the panicked city folk.

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Kal, a young buck who once lived in a small village near the city, knelt before his lord.

"My king, it's the orcs!  They've surrounded the city and have taken most of our guards!"

Kal clenched his fist and grunted in disgust.  It was mere minutes ago that he'd heard them moaning -- begging the orcs for more.

"There're rumblings that both Vulg and Lortho have been defeated and are being held at Grohmah!

"If that's true, may the gods help those poor men..."

For most of his life, Kal had worshiped the barbaric Vulg and the valorous Lortho.  The thought of those two noble warriors at the mercy of the orcs sank his stomach.