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Some Isekai this is thought Deborah as she was brought into the orc breeding den after being impregnated. The orcs had captured her not long after her being awakened in this world. Her body felt to be around 20 years old, but without a mirror that was hard to tell for certain. All she knew is the orc that had captured her wasn't violent towards cooperative females, and by the look of the other women in his harem would slowly turn into female orcs through successive breedings.

She reached between her legs, getting a sample of her lord's cum and bringing it to her lips, feeling a magical tingle upon them as she entered the harem, where 6 other women all were all knocked up, just like her. The guard was one of the Lord's own spawn, so deaf to the complaints of the women as she was released within the harem.

One of the women, already more than half orc, laid on her side, her ten nipples occupied by hungry, squalling orclets. She was grabbed, causing her brood to squeal in alarm as she was escorted away, leaving the orclets alone, shivering. Deborah gulped, then moved over to comfort the orclets half in empathy for being abandoned, and half in curiosity, knowing that such were growing under her heart. She was surprised how much like human kids they were, each appearing to be a two year old if human. The orclets hadn't learned to be distrustful of strangers yet, gathered around her, maybe they felt the orclets growing within her, maybe they just wanted a warm body to snuggle against as her mother was bred again.

She sang them a song from a Earth they would never know, as they huddled against her, she took the rug their mother had laid upon, and covered herself with it, and the orclets eagerly burrowed into it, nestling against her, one daring latched onto her tit, she was going to admonish it for sucking on a dry well, but with a tingle of magic, she felt her body respond to its need, and feeling odd as another orclet prodded around her abdomen, brought it up to her unoccupied tit, soon also lactating.

She admonished one when it used its teeth a bit too sharply, but soon both were fed, and she became thirsty as other mouths sought out her breasts. She pulled up her status window. Class: Orc Broodmother, Level one. Exp 3…4 it clicked up as the orclets sucked at her tits. She could feel the magic entering her as they fed upon her milk. She read further along her stats. Skills: Amazonian Endurance, Level two (likely leveled up by her impregnation) Amazonian Libido, Level four (Yeah, she kind of liked her lord's cock) Amazonian Shopping, Level one.

Wait, what? You gotta be kidding me, she put her finger on the shopping tab, and lo and behold a familiar screen popped up, offering her pretty much anything from her former world that could be bought online. She bought a case of bottled water, and two liters of canned pudding, caramel flavor, and a can opener. The items materialized before her, and she noted the “MP" gauge on her stats took a hit, but fuck it, there was Pudding to be had!

Turns out Orclets are fond of pudding too, though not too fond as to ignore her tits, which was all well and good as her Exp continued to climb. She took a drink of water, and scooped a handful of pudding in between squealing, happy orclets trying to get their share too. The orclets who weren't face first in the pudding, were licking it off the faces and bodies of their brethren. They were so cute! Soon the can was empty, And they cuddled under the blanket, each taking a run at her two boobs, and she not minding as she laid down to sleep.

She awoke to a heavier warmth, and the sound of feeding orclets, cracking an eye and seeing the woman who had been bred last night after her feeding her brood laying across from her, legs splayed out to give access to her lower tits to be drained. Her own two gals ached with the need to be drained, watching the family suckle.

“Thank you for watching the kids" The woman said, as one of the orclets apparently having sucked Mom dry turned to her, and she gladly brought it to her heavy chest to nurse.

“They are cute, it wasn't hard to enjoy their company." Deborah said, fondling the tuff of fur atop the orclet as her milk fell into her tit for the thirsty orclet to drink.

“It's a good thing you think so, G'lor will happily keep you full of them, like he did for both of us last night." She said, winking broadly, causing both of them to giggle, causing complaints from various small mouths not full of tit.

Debroah scooted over and looked at the woman's face, already half hog, her skin now lightly furred where she lacked hair as a human, minus for the end of her moist piggy nose. She reached out, touching the woman's face gently, as another orclet latched on to her unoccupied tit. Ah, it felt soo good!

The woman allowed her touch, even pushing against her hand like a dog would who loved to be petted. “You will look like this soon enough, though I am curious about your standing here" The woman said, her brown eyes looking at Debroah with sincerity.

“Standing? I'm new here, surely I'm at the bottom, right?" Deborah asked as the first orclet let go, and standing up, gave a soft belch of contentment, to the amusement of the two women.

“Standing is based on fertility, and fertility is based on how many tits you have. More tits, more kids you can feed, the higher your rank is. I'm third highest, tied with ten. As you can see, our lord likes to keep my tits busy, and womb full. And I…don't mind. Especially when my sow pussy grew in, and sex became a lot better."

“So, I have two tits though? So how could I be higher rank?" Deborah asked, feeling her other orclet drain her dry, and decide to snuggle into the spot between her belly and cleavage like its personal bean bag. And the other orclets having done so against their mother for the most part.

“What you have, is what I started with, M'lord will call for you again soon, likely twice today, and for the next week till you are confirmed pregnant. He's insatiable, so don't worry about the both of us draining him dry anytime soon." She said contemplatively before giving a surprised look. “Oh! My name is Ginger." She said, as one of the guards walked up to The two, and pointed at Deborah.

“Oh, speak of the devil, good luck!" Ginger said, giving her a thumbs up as Deborah stood, and followed the guard outside of the harem into her lord's quarters. She walked into the room, smelling the scent of boar once again, as he stood, taking her hand from the guard, instantly feeling the difference, the coarse touch of the guard, to the warmth and safety of G'lor. He was naked, so his corkscrew shaped cock was peeking out of its sheath. She could't resist, reaching down to kiss it, fondling his massive testicles, so odd that they were part of him, instead of hanging freely like in a human's anatomy.

He rumbled in appreciation, she ignoring the messages regarding ovulation detected! As she breathed in his musk. If she was going to be high status, she needed a lot more of those messages! When his cock was fountaining pre, she moved over him, unlike last night's doggystyle, and he allowed this as she straddled his belly, finding his cock flexible as she guided it into her, and he bucked as it found the mark, sealing the deal as he hugged her to his chest.

She was along for the ride at this point. He was three times her size after all, As his twisty cock penetrated her like a coil shaped sex toy she moaned her approval, caressing his flanks as his breathing started to pick up tempo, his eyes looking into hers as he proved his worth as a lover.

She felt the magic enter her, felt her pussy altering as he fucked her, Her thigh bones altering, giving that breedable shape she so needed, as she became so, so tight around his cock as she squealed in pleasure as he came, the sound natural to her as he pulled out of her, and turned her over, looking at his handiwork before re-entering her once again, the annoying chimes regarding ovulation going off nearly in time with his thrusts, so odd that his hips didn't move, it being a miracle of his anatomy that he just held her to him as his COCK fucked her! LIke the thing was a sex toy, the closest thing to it had been her college roommate eating her out, but so, so much better!

She knew she had earned her sow pussy somewhere in the less fucked part of her mind, but that was something later to contemplate, as his cock found her cervix, like a snake climbing into a hole, the coiled pressure behind each thrust lessened as she felt his magic change her for the better. Her belly now pulsed, pregnant with his cock as he squealed, and she joined him as he inflated her womb, and she marked his groin with her pleasure.

She was surprised once he pulled out, pulling her to his chest as they took a nap together, but she checked her stats before nodding off. Class Orc Broodmother, Level 22, Status Pregnant. There were several warnings regarding the need to take action in regards to her body's needs, she picked the happy ones, the one marked “Chain Pregnancy" was very interesting, along with “Milking Queen" and “Fertile Turtle" and “Always ovulating" Hell yeah! There was even one labelled “Spermataphore" the hormone drenched, well fucked part of her mind liked that one, it basically had cum in its name, so had to be good, right?

G'lor didn't bother to wake her up for consent, she awoke to him fucking her silly some more, but this time he had a look of frustration upon his cute piggy muzzle as Debroah's body actively milked his cock. She wasn't inflating like the previous encounters, She felt her body sending happy signals as his seed was stored safely away faster than he could make it. Her belly was bloating a bit, but the magic he pumped into her made it all the better! She reached up and touched his chest hair, as he surrendered to the pleasure, and petted her head as he continued to come, hands free. The system had stopped sending “ovulation detected" signals, and instead simply sent a picture of a gas gauge, slowly inching towards full as she felt her own magic enter him as well.

She pulled out a drink from her shopping app, and he looked longingly at it as she drank, before having mercy upon her mate, and acquiring one for him as well, she was milking him dry, after all. They snacked as he continued to cum, he apparently liked pizza flavored chips, and had moved onto doing whiskey shots and chocolate milk chasers when her internal gauge dinged at “F" and he moaning passed out atop her as her magic released him. She grunted, wishing for a body able to take his weight.

“Input accepted" a voice said into her mind as the Orc mumbled in his sleep. She chuckled, before joining him, listening to his heart beating. It had been a long day, after all.

She awoke to a familiar female voice, and orclets pawing at her breasts. Same old, same old she thought before noticing the other women's faces looking at her.

“OK, OK, M'Lord is pretty good in the sack, but that's hardly news, ladies." She said, her tail twitching. Tail? Oh dear! But also hell yeah too! She tried to stand, only to find her body moved in alien ways as her mind told herself to “stand" and four legs answering the message. The displaced orclets made disappointed sounds as she looked her new body over, she could feel the kids drool cooling her nipples now out of reach, and sure enough several stood up and started to suckle once more on tits she couldn't see!

Mind you, Deborah was not objecting at this point, as she turned her muzzled head to look at her piggy tail, and childbearing hips. The other women backed up a step in amazement as she continued to take stock of things, picking up a hungry looking orclet and allowing it to suckle on a tit, one of several rows of such lining her formerly human torso. Milking Queen indeed, she thought mentally scanning her new titles.

The other women bowed to her, the guards following, she blushed furiously, though the orclets didn't bother to stop, their hungry mouths pulling milk from her, not knowing of her being anything but a friendly place for a meal. G'lor trotted in, yes Trotted as the kids were shoo-d away! The magic has altered him too, she practically drooled at his ballsack, now rightly visible behind his tauric ass the way a Boar's should be! He didn't bother with anything other than walking up to her and mounting her, his cock searching for her tight spade before finding it, he hugging her with forelegs and his orc arms. She hadn't even had to spread her legs, damm he was so fucking hot! They squealed in pleasure as he came again, her internal reserves had expanded more, and she wanted more!

She took him in front of the other females, for an hour or two who watched in amazement, envy, or decided to join in, giving his new enlarged ballsack a good cleaning, before he dismounted, then proceeded to fuck the other females, not satisfied that they didn't seem to be changing like Debroah had, though Ginger showed signs that with time and plenty of sex she would join Debroah and their master in tauric bliss. Until then, there were plenty of steamy threesomes, and breastfeeding to go around as Ginger's body shifted. Her breast count didn't grow though, minus for adding a single pair along her tauric belly, giving her 12 total teats divided evenly between her tauric and orcish halves.

Deborah on the other hand, it took a while before she counted them all. Most of the women couldn't count higher than twenty, so it took her making a mark on the wall of the den for each teat suckled. 5 rows of human like pairs of boobs with two nipples per breast, and seven rows of overly productive hog tits below, each with a single tit. “Yep, that's 34" she said aloud, before rubbing her tauric half's belly, already showing, despite it only having been a month along. Her cum reservoirs continued to need topping off, and she felt it when they pulsed, giving her a shot of her mate's cum when her body felt it was lacking.

She was sad when Ginger's orclets became too big to suckle, she'd always welcome them, even as adults, but kids do grow up, and orcs grow fast! She and Ginger had taken to giving them piggy back rides, now having a double meaning as four or more could be carried around on their backs alone! Of course Deborah preferred when G'lor was “riding" her, but the kids were fun in their own way, she thought, feeling a swarm of butterflies fluttering in her womb. Hell yeah, maybe that Isekai thing wasn't so bad at all!