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*MAJOR EDIT : I am such an idot...I didn't copy the entire story and though I had posted the entire chapter, but it was only the first two pages.

A few of my favorite themes that I can't find enough of.

Standard adult entertainment warnings here: please be of adult age and not to be offended by homoerotic acts or adult fantasy. If you are alright with that, please proceed. Constructive comments, grammar correction, and thoughtful suggestions are welcomed.

Kingdom Come

The Farms

There was nothing more embarrassing to Mel'or than to have suffered not only humiliating defeat, but captured by the enemy kingdom. The orc soldier hated to admit, but their assault on the enemy kingdom's southmost base was easily fended off by a handful of their mages. The green skin brute wanted to smash in the enemy forces and take over the area for his tribe. Like any other proud warrior he wanted nothing more than glory of victory or glory of a warrior's death. Instead he had only the shame of the enchanted iron bindings that held him inside the tight transport wagon. The enemy has sentenced him to be a prisoner at a location known as the Farm. A place he would most likely never return from.

The wagon stopped smoothly as the guards rotated around and released the barred doors to let their prisoner out. Mel'or ducked as he was gestured to get out of the small door frame that just scrapped at the width of his muscular shoulders. He looked around and nothing but flat country side surrounded him as far as the eye could see. The guards led the single prisoner over to a large barn, the orc would have shoved over the weaker humans had the chains not caused certain muscles in his body to lock in place if he applied too much force. They led him over to another small door frame on the side of the crimson red building.

The door popped open and a dwarf with a great crimson beard that matched the barn gestured for the men to come in. The guards escorted the orc in first before following swiftly behind. The dwarf closed the door behind them and eyed the orc up and down. Standing there in nothing but a loin cloth and his shackles, the orc towered over all the others. His muscular barrel chest ran down to an equally impressive belly. The deep olive green skin covered in coarse black hair all trailing thickly in the center of his body as it led down to his groin.

"Aye, this be a perfect addition to the farm. Thank you boys, I can handle it from here," the dwarf said as he reached into a leather satchel at his hip. He produced a smooth stone with a single ornately carved rune etched on both sides. He tossed it at the orc and it instantly stuck to his chains before they simply disappeared.

"Warden Burrows, are you sure about this? I witnessed this beast strike down four other soldiers with a single swing."

"It's fine lads, the cuffs are technically still there. Better to say their enchantment is, he won't be doing anything too harsh without my permission. I can handle it from here, thanks again for bringing him over so quickly."

The guards nodded and left through the door, as soon as the door shut Mel'or was in the process of simply thinking about how he could over power the dwarf before he felt all his muscles go slack and he fell onto the ground. "Can't have you just wandering around on your own can I? I'm warden Burrows, and this is the Farm. This is how it's going to work, you are here to help our great kingdom prosper after you sought to destroy a part of it. Your punishment is to server here at my farm to produce crystal essence that our mages use to power their magics. Particularly on this farm, essence is collected from slimes after they have absorbed enough from natural sources before being turned into crystals. Here on the farm, you will oversee slime production," the dwarf explained as he moved over to the helpless orc.

The dwarf rolled the beast onto his back and removed his loin cloth. The orc could only look down as a small hand groped and cupped his thick orc meat. "Mm, yes. This will do nicely," said the dwarf before he grabbed another rune from his pouch. He tossed the stone that landed with a thud on the orc's furry belly and then the world spun around the orc. As soon as his vision cleared from blurriness, he found himself inside a stable. Soft grunts could be heard from the walls around him, but he is unable to make out anything other than shadows on the other sides. The orc tried to move and half way succeeded. His hands were bound to a post behind him as he found himself sitting in a chair that halfway resembled a barrel. A large basin hung below his loins allows his maleness to droop over the cavity. A cushion had been installed around the rim, like some comfortable toilet. His legs were spread and tied to another bar attached to the seat.

He didn't have much time to tug against his restraints before the stable door in front of him swung open. Burrows walked in, dressed only in a pair of overalls. His thick red beard started to blend into the rest of his naturally hairy and stocky body. Tattoos of intricate runes could be seen right under the thick red fur that covered the dwarfs body. He pulled up a bucket and entered the stall with Mel'or. "I know we've only been introduced, but I have a very busy farm to run. Now I need to go over this quickly so I can make my rounds. This is the Farm, and as I've said before you are part of our slime production. Our slimes are special here, they have a special relationship with mammals. The key to breeding slimes with strong essence is to allow them to reproduce inside the body of a creature capable of magic. Orcs being strong in natural magic and spiritual means are an excellent source. Once we get these in you, they pretty much take care of themselves,"

As he finished his explanation he pulled in the other bucket from outside the door and placed them on both sides of the orc. Realizing he could move his mouth, Mel'or spat back at the dwarf, "I will not eat your disgusting creatures!" Suddenly his jaw went slack and he could no longer talk.

"Ah, you see there green skin, you are absolutely right. You are not going to eat these," Burrows said with a chuckle and grin. The orc could only stare in confusion before he watched the dwarf pick up a bucket and poured it onto the orcs lap. The green goo rolled out like a balloon before splatting all over the orc's thick thighs. The goo was strangely warm and its mass clung to his nether regions. He felt it start to move and press against him. Mel'or let out a low groan as he was helpless to stop what the slime did next. Slowly, he felt the pressure build around his tight ring. His anal muscles loosening as the slime began to seep and pull at the soft flesh. Slowly it started to flow into his body, pushing itself into the orc's depths. "And let's not forget its partner here too, you're going to make some beautiful babies. They must mature a bit before that point though. The female slime will make her nest inside your belly, and the male will eventually seek her out to fertilize the eggs," said the dwarf as he picked up the other bucket.

He poured the male slime out onto the orc's lap just like he did with the green female. This was a deep azure colored gel that seemed to drip off him. Only he felt the weight of the slime shift as it started to cling at a central point, the tip of his orc cock. The male slime surrounded the dark purple head of his cock as it started to collect and push under his foreskin. Just as he was helpless to stop the green slime, the blue slime began to trickle down the opening of his urethra. There was only a slight sting before he started to feel only pressure. Mel'or couldn't believe his eyes, his cock felt hot and soon the heat started to spread to the rest of his body. As the slime disappeared into his length, it started to thicken and become erect. He panted hard as his cock soon stood up a tall eleven inches, throbbing and leaking blue tinted pre as the slime pushed deeper. His green sac beneath his hard member started to bulge out as the slime started to fill his orbs. He felt the small hand of the dwarf slid over his aching member as he clipped something around the base of his cock. The sensation of the light touch almost brought him to orgasm.

"Not so fast there, they have to mature first or else you can risk pushing out the male. This special ring here will prevent any 'accidents' while I'm not around." He whispered an incantation and runes etched into the metal cock rock flashed before tightening, preventing the orc from getting soft, but even more maddening was the sensations causing his cock to throb uncontrollably. He was kept in a perpetual state of maddening pleasure as he felt his tip could explode at any moment.

Mel'or just trembled in frustration as he was forced to sit there helplessly as Burrows just ran his stubby finger down the base of his green meat stick. The sensation causes his legs to flex so forcefully the barrel seat creaked. The last of the green slime sank down the orc's bulbous tip. The slime settled down into the orc's hefty sac. Swollen and churning on their own, the melon sized orbs pushed his flesh taught and began to adopt a bluer tone.

"Looks like he's made himself at home now, let's go check on the missus," Burros said as he prodded a finger along the prisoner's pucker. Gently rubbing small circles as the orc let out a deep moan. Mel'or was beyond shame or humiliation at this point. He's body burned with the need for release. Never in this male's life did he feel his baser instincts begin to overwhelm his conscious mind. The thrill of battle and victory could not compare now to his sensations from this torment.

The warden ignored the orc's repeated grunts and moans, he had his job to do. The green slime began to leak out a slick lubricant at the stimulation of the dwarf's fat finger. With another prod, the dwarf pushed his pudgy digit right down to his hairy knuckle into the orc's ring. He began to wiggle and twist as he felt the muscles loosen quickly with the help of the female slime. Soon another finger jointed in and he twisted his hand back and forth as he continued to pump against the orc's green hams. Mel'or's cheeks were smooth and began to glisten as slime and sweat began to soak his flesh.

"Aye, she's ready. Now be a good lad and relax. Let nature take its course." The dwarf kicked a bar beneath the barrel seat. The chair's legs swung forward and spread the orc's thighs as his seat reclined. His orc hood slapped across his belly on the lurch back and left a long string of blueish pre above his navel. "Now time to start the breeding process. The male slime has begun to absorb your essence, I wonder what these beasts will come out looking like with a mix of orc spunk. Only one way to find out!" Without further warning, Burrows pulled his fingers out from the orc's wet ass and trailed it over the slime swollen nuts. The trail of slick streaked along the throbbing underside of the orc's meat and then the runes flared to life once more and the ring loosened.

As soon as the runes lost their glow, Mel'or felt a great rush of head start to push out of his cock. He felt the intense pressure of a building orgasm pushed to the very edge. Then his fat purple head began to throb impossible hard, but something was off. As he felt like he was about to blow his impacted load, only a small gush of blueish cum came out. It oozed out at a creeping pace and began to mix with the female's slime trail. Moments later another throb hit the orc causing him to arch his back as a jolt ran through his spine. He felt it, but it was wrong. He felt the cum begin to push out as he finally passed the edge, but the spurts came out in great lumps. Mel'or felt it like some pulsing beans were being pushed out from his nuts and through his prostate, each bead firm enough to drive the orc mad with pleasure.

Each bubble of cum flowing out of his tip began to run down his shaft. The pulsating slime trail made its way back into the orc's underside. As the first bead met his ring, it seemed to slip right in. The churning orbs continued to just push more of the altered seed out and into the awaiting female hidden within the orc's depths. The dwarf let out a long sigh and looked over his job well done as the slimes began the mating process. He rubbed his palms across the orc's tummy. Feeling the gut start to soften from the hard layers of fat and muscle as the new life began inside the fallen warrior.

"Welcome to your new home, please enjoy your stay at the Farm." Burrows said as he rubbed the orcs swollen nuts, stimulating even more seed to spill out. Mel'or way beyond aware of anything in the mortal plane aside from the constant cum pushing out from his fat orc meat. Every pulse another orgasm spiking his mind numb with pleasure. The green warrior would continue to feel this for over an hour as the process continued. "I'll be back to check on ya when yer awake, got other beast to attend to," said the warden a he gathered his empty buckets and left the orc.

Mel'or couldn't handle it much after that. He blacked out and went limp in the reclined seat, the slime continued to ooze out from his tip and fertilize the eggs in his belly. Eventually his orbs shrunk, though kept the soft blue tone on his sac. As the orc slept, the eggs began to grow as the female completed absorbing the male slime's seed. Jelly sized eggs began to form thick cores of a darker green as they started pulsing, growing larger each throb. The monster dissolved their bodies to form a new brood. The orc slumbered for a couple of hours before he was jogged awake by a strange sensation.

The slimes eggs inside him had begun to dislodge themselves from the confines of his guts. Each one twitched once or twice violently before coming to a short rest and repeating. Each time the egg shells began to rub against each other, releasing a viscous and slick coating. This combined with their jolts pushing in the odd depths of the orc stirred him from his sleep. Groaning as he woke up, Mel'or felt a wave of fatigue as his body still wracked from the earlier events just laid limp on the chair. His belly was massive, he couldn't see his proud orc cock beyond the massive gut. The sensations began to grow in frequency as the entire mass of eggs inside him began to stir.

The first one pushed down for the exit. It slipped right over the orc's prostate before stopping as his retighten ring. The egg sat there as another of its brethren began to push down as well. The orc just let out another soft moan as his cock began to fill with blood once more. Warden Burrows had arrived just in time with his container. He sat the container between the orc's spread legs as he watched the first egg begin to crown. "Isn't that a beaut? Come on, gently push," he said as he pressed his palm gently against the orc's stuffed gut. Between the building pressure and slickness of the eggs, they began to pop out one then another, then a gush of slime as two popped out at once.

The warden continued to stroke and press against the orc's stomach and his other hand reached down and caught a spurt of goo from the egg extraction. He used his slick hand and wrapped it as best he could around the orc's thick cock and began to stroke slowly. "Yes, they'll need a bit more of this to encourage growth," he stroked faster as more eggs popped out. The dwarf grinned as he continued to work and milk the orc's meat mercilessly as he watched the rate of eggs continued to push out from the back of Mel'or. He could feel the pulsing build up and he knew the birthing was concluding. He aimed the orc's purple tip down at the mass of eggs right as he gave the swollen glands one last squeeze and there it came.

Burrows milked shot after shot of orc spunk over the dark green eggs. They coated the top evenly as the container was filled to the brim. As his ropes tapered down, the orc panted heavily as his body began to reach complete exhaustion once more. The dwarf went and collected his prize and placed the lid on the container of eggs and gently mixed them. The orc started to drift off as the warden left and turned off the lights. Sleep over came him quickly as his first day at the farm came to an end.

The dwarf hummed an ancient tune as he moved his container of slime eggs into storage. He took one from the container before he left and wandered back to his office. The stone doors slid smoothly aside as he walked to his desk. The dwarf removed his apron and soon the rest of his garments. The warden sat back in well used leather seat and studied the dark green egg in his palm. The green core swirled with life as he watched the speckled patters continue to shift and stir. He grinned and began to spread his legs. The dwarf's cock hung down to his knees as it began to thicken and pulse its length upwards.

The underside of the dwarf's baseball bat sized cock lit up with small traces of runes all along its surface. He let out a deep moan as his cock finally stood like an arm reaching for the skies. He wrapped one hand around his thick shaft and pumped it slowly. He eyed the egg in his other hand and grinned, "Yes, you'll make a wonderful addition to the others," he cooed as he took the slick egg and pressed it against his tip. He let out a soft sigh as his opening began to spread to allow the slick mass past. Once it reached the widest part, it popped down, pushing out the underside. The runes began to pulse and fade a little each time as the orc infused slime essence disappeared into the warden's enchanted tool.