Excuse yourself from the dinner table and get some air
From Create Your Own Story
You clear your throat, and say, "Excuse me for a moment," and promptly leave.
You hear Xara scream about how rude her parents are, and they scream back about how uncouth you are. You sigh, and sit down on the steps of Xara's house, beginning to see why orcs and elves don't naturally live together. It's starting to get dark out, and you contemplate going home without your new mate. But you quickly shove the thought out, as she did say she loved you, and it would break her heart for you to leave without her.
But then a group of young and fairly good looking elf men come up to you. They don't seem to like you being here, and some even have some makeshift weapons.
"You're not wanted here, orc. Leave," the one leading the group says as he spits at your feet.
"Believe me, I want to. But I'm here for my mate, and I won't leave without her," you respond.
They strike up muffled conversation, and then the leader says, "Your mate? Xara? That whore is your mate?" They all laugh. "Gods, orc, do you seriously want to die? That woman is a nymph, and no man could ever satisfy her. She'll kill anyone with her lust."
With a shrug of shoulders, you chuckle. "You obviously don't know very many orcs. I can fuck her all day and night with little to no food or rest for a hundred years if I wanted. I doubt you could last a minute with her."
"What did you say!" he shouts.
You get to your feet, and several of the elves take a step back, as you easily tower over the tallest of them. You lean in close to the leader of the bunch and say very clearly, "I said, you have a limp dick, elf. My pinky finger is probably larger than your pecker. The only way you could ever make a woman cum is if she faked it."
"How dare you!" he retorts.
"How dare I?" you ask. "You insulted my mate, and you have the gall to say that to me?"
The leader grunts, and spits at you, before turning around. "Come on, guys. Let the bitch have her monster, for now. We'll deal with them later."
You growl at them as they disappear around a corner. It's then that Xara comes out and asks, "Honey, are you okay? I heard you talking to someone."
"I'm fine. Just some kids who think they are tougher than they actually are."
She sighs. "Oh, that would have been Dekko. He's usually the one who throws the rocks at me. He hates my entire existence, and likes orcs even less. Sorry about that. Anyway, um, my parents have calmed down a bit now, and I was hoping you would come back inside."
| Status | ||
| Health | Horny, temporarily named Worjum, mated to Xara | Equipment:
black pants |
| Experience | inexperienced | |
| HP | 100 | |
