FSE

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Chapter 1

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Hands in his pocket Jake whipped his head back and forth as he scanned the crowd. Everywhere he looked he saw someone dressed up as a character from an anime or television show, most of which he couldn't name. When Trixie first described the convention, he had thought there would be a hundred people, two hundred tops. Now he saw thousands of men, women, and kids dressed up. Among them he was looking for one specific group.

Just this morning Trixie had contacted Spud and Jake to give them the news that a few orcs planned to have some fun among the crowd of a local anime convention. If it had been pixie or any other small folks Jake wouldn't have had a problem. Orcs idea of fun was liable to get people hurt or killed. No matter the tribe or type of orc they all liked violence.

"Did you know that they're charging fifteen bucks for hamburger and fries?" Spud sounded mortified as he spoke over the radio.

Touching the radio on his hip Jake relayed "Spud focus, you don't want anyone hurt?" Jake was starting to rethink his choice to bring Spud in to search instead of Trixie, but his minor magic meant he'd fair better against any Orcs that came after him. The plan was for Spud and Jake to start on opposite ends of the convention center and meet in the middle while Trixie kept eyes on the exits that lead out to the main roads. If anyone found something they'd radio the others. Not a fool proof plan, but the best they could think up on short notice.

"Keep the chatter down to a minimum you two, and say over when you're done talking. Over." Trixie demanded over the radio. Within their small group Trixie took care of research and technology, with the help of Fu dog and Jake's grandfather Lou Shi. Being the only one who was completely mundane Trixie saw the least amount of action and as such was the most observant. Though for all her lack of Magic Trixie was the one who usually got Jake and Spud out of trouble when things went wrong.

"Alright, over." Spud sulked over the radio. Glad for the radio being silent Jake focused on the magic that made him a dragon and shifted only his ear. Usually he'd worry about people seeing his ears when he used it in public, but he felt it highly unlikely with people dressed up as elves walking around. All though he could hear much more using the dragon's ear he could barely process all the sounds that came at him. With so many going on he had to really focus to listen to just one conversation over the din of noise that was people moving around.

Many conversations Jake found amounted to nothing but simple conversations between friends. Impassioned and nerdy conversations that ended up being harmless. Walking to a nearby wall and leaning against it to keep out the way of traffic Jake listened for a good part of ten minutes when he caught onto something. A gaggle of college students Jake's age dressed like fantasy heroes came strolling out of one of the rooms that were used for photo shoots. "Yeah, did you see those guys? Built like a tank." One said before their friend responded with a nod and an emphatic agreement.

Deciding to poke his head inside the rooms they looked to be coming from Jake pushed himself off the wall. The first room he checked had women in skimpy versions of their favorite characters being photographed. Unable to come up with a suitable reason to why the girls could be a danger to the rest of the convention Jake begrudgingly moved on. The next room was what he was looking for.

Orcs and convention guests dressed as fantasy characters were taking photos among a set that was made up to look like a battlefield littered with discarded weapons. The orcs were very easy to pick out from the humans. Muscled bound to a point most humans couldn't get naturally the orcs were a good head taller than even the tallest convention goers in the room. Unlike the humans who had to paint their skin the shades of red, blue, green, and grey looked natural on the orcs. Jake was also pretty sure the armor the orcs wore wasn't just props either.

"I found them they're taking pictures in one of the rooms on the 2nd floor. Over "Jake whispered into his ear piece before shifting his ear back to normal. Better to have the orcs think he was just a normal human. Trixie got back on to tell him to wait for them, but Jake saw no harm in what they were doing.

If charging people for overpriced pictures were the worse they were doing Jake would be happy. Walking inside he looked around for anything nefarious. "Hi there, did you want to take a picture too? Staff Discount." A woman dressed in a blue t-shirt with the convention's logo on it asked. For a second Jake didn't understand until he remembered his earpiece and radio. He probably looked like someone who volunteered to help. Shrugging his shoulders Jake nodded his head, wondering what harm there could be in getting his picture taken. "Good, you can go change in the side room. You can pay once the photos are take." she continued.

Looking to where the convention worker pointed Jake saw a door labeled props. "Thanks." he said before walking over to the door. He had no plans of getting a picture, but getting a better look at what the orcs brought could be helpful.

Pushing through the door Jake stepped a few feet inside when the lights went out. Before he could react something quick was smashed against the back of his head hard enough to make a wooden sounding crack and bring Jake to his knees. Pain blossomed behind Jake's eyes and the ringing in his ears became his whole world. Still recovering Jake didn't see the second blow coming that clipped him under the chin and knocked him to the ground unconscious.

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Awaking with a start Jake sucked down hard wheezing breaths that scrapped over his dry throat. Worried most about being able to breath in a proper breath Jake paid little attention to his surroundings until the hands were on him. Pinning Jake down by his wrists and ankles they forced him to stay flat on his back. Giving a weak groan Jake tried to focus his vision to see who had him. Blurry blobs sharpened to show Jake the orcs he had been looking for in the convention center. Except now they weren't dressed up like the bad guys in every fantasy movie. That was because they weren't wearing much beside the hairs they were born with.

Using his knees to hold Jake's wrist down the orc gave Jake a view he wished he hadn't seen. Settled between the orc's legs above him in a bush of black hair was a thick uncut shaft that reminded Jake of his own but far thicker. The green shaft was as hard as any cock could be and drooled such a heavy amount of pre that Jake wondered if something was wrong with the orc. Underneath the cock was a pair of big balls that clung close to the orc's groin. The same black hair decorated the orc's groin was on balls to a lesser degree, reminding Jake of pool balls stuffed into a woolen sock.

"Grull said you should have only knocked him out for a few hours, guess the magic wasn't as diluted as he expected." A red orc holding down his legs told Jake before he laughing, flinging spittle onto Jake's body. Feeling the spittle land on his bare skin Jake lifted his head to check what he already knew, he was without his clothes. Something far more alarming caught his eyes as it was strapped around his neck. A collar of silvery metal that glowed faintly was wrapped around his neck with no sign of how it had been put on, no lock or buckle signified an opening. The collar explained why he felt so crappy. Sphinx hair in any state could sap a dragon's magic. When it was used in the creation of objects, such as spear, sword, net or even a collar, made it far more potent.

Jake didn't have a lot of time to process what the collar meant before his attention was wrenched away. Lifting his ankles Red shifted his grip to hold Jake legs behind the knees and spread them apart. A few things became very apparent to Jake that he did not want to happen. The two orcs intended to have their way with him and Green's pre was surely getting in his hair. Reaching for that fire that made him a dragon Jake tried to transform. He found no such magic in him, just an empty place where it should have been. Which started Jake struggling to get out of hold. With the sphinx hair doing its work Jake was weak as a newborn kitten and his struggle only to get the orcs laughing. As they did Jake found that there were far more than he expected that he beside the two holding him down. Turning his head as much as he could he found that he was surrounded by orcs. Very few had any clothing on and most had a hard cock.

"Glad you woke up, Grull wouldn't let us start till you did." Red went on as he moved to position himself between Jake's legs. Opening his mouth to protest Jake found his jaw taken hold of by Green as he shifted down to his knees, using them to hold Jake down now. Jake could only try pulling his head out of Green's grasp as Green guided his thick cock towards Jake's mouth.

The scent of sweaty body hit Jake's nose moments before the cock was pressed past his lips and his whole world became Green's hairy thighs and groin. The scent only grew worse as Jake got to taste it on the Green's cock while Green' brought his musky crotch closer to Jake's face. Showing no mercy, the orcs focused on themselves. Ignoring Jake's weak struggles and muffled protest. Which only became more frantic when he felt a hard orc cock press in between his cheeks. When Green's cock reached the back of Jake's throat and forced its way down it Jake's protest cut off as his ability to breathe was too. Jake's world narrowed down Green's balls slowly descending towards his face.

A deep groan of pleasure escaped from Green as he choked Jake on his cock. When he came to his last few inches Green pulled his guiding hand away and placed it on Jake's chest were he groped. Using two fingers he pulled at Jake's right nipple and twisted the nub, kicking off another wave of impassioned struggles. Giving one last thrust Green got his cock in fully leaving Jake's face to be smothered in a sweaty prison of Green's crotch. Green's groin covered Jake's mouth while the balls covered Jake's face. So worried about cock in his mouth Jake forgot about Red between his legs until he began shoving himself in. Gagged as he was with his mouth stuffed he couldn't even scream in protest as his insides were forced to spread for Red's cock that felt thicker than the one in his mouth. As he was violated by the two cocks Jake began to tear up, both from the lack of air and sheer terror of the situation.

He didn't know how many orcs were in the room and suspected many didn't plan just to be casual observers to what was going on. Not wanting to think about it Jake pushed that thought away.

As Green's cock pulled out from his throat it was covered in a sticky mixture of slime. Jake had hope for relief as Green slipped out, it was dashed as the orc thrusted back down. The sweaty balls smacked down on Jake's forehead and across his face as Jake's air was cut off again. Green's cock constantly leaked pre down the back of Jake's throat, forcing him to swallow it or drown in it. The thought of biting down crossed Jake's mind, but his jaw was too stretched to make that even a possibility. Even so he would have done it too, knowing full well it would only make the orc's angry at him. Occasionally Green would pull on Jake's nipples before going back to simply tweaking them. Even though Green's hands were rough and calloused Jake had to the attention felt good, outside of the pulling.

His thoughts were quickly wrenched back to Red between his legs as the pain of the forced entry made him grow stiff. Finishing with a hard thrust Red's thighs clapped against Jake's ass. Red went straight into a quick rhythm that rocked Jake's body repeatedly, a contrast to Green's moderate pace.

Anger filled Jake belly where his fire should have been and even though his protest were as ineffectual as a breeze he kept struggling.

Having enough of his struggling Green forced his knees down on Jake's wrists only stopping when the pain left Jake unwilling to struggle more. A sticky mixture of spit and pre-covered started drooling out around the cock to cover Jake's face as Jake started choking on Green's shaft. The messy mixture was only mashed and ground into the orc's groin, making it even damper when it smother Jake.

Trying his best to not break under the abuse Jake tried thinking of other things while the orcs used him. For a while it worked until Green shouted above him as his cock began to pulse in Jake's mouth. Slamming his hips down fully Green came, and Jake was forced to swallow it all. Green's thick salty load practically flooded Jake's stomach with how much was put out. The yelling transitioned to groans of pleasure as his pulsing cock waned. Letting his member soften inside Jake's mouth Green only pulled out once his cock was fully limp. Leaving a trail of cum and spit to cover Jake's face.

For the first time in what felt like hours Jake was able to breath without cock in his mouth and he sucked in quick panicked breaths that filled his lungs. All before coughing back up Green's seed. Green stood up and without as much as a word left Jake to Red. This was when he got a better look at all the orcs that surrounded him. Jake was sucking down breath like he had been drowning when another orc stepped up, this one grey. Swallowing down spit and cum Jake tried to force his way up to better ward the orc off when he was forced down with a foot to the chest. Not painfully at first until he kept struggling and Grey applied pressure. Getting the message Jake slumped down. When the foot was removed Jake closed his eyes. He knew what was coming and didn't want any of it.

Red was still pounding at his ass though making sounds of pleasure that told Jake he was close to cumming. Jake didn't want one orc load in him let alone two. Wiping two fingers over Jake's cheek to coat them in spit and cum Red forced them into Jake's mouth, making Jake's eye shoot back open. Choking and sputtering as the fingers were forced down his throat Jake bit down, which only made Red smile. The taste of copper filled Jake's mouth before Red removed his fingers and smacked Jake across the face. Bearing down on Jake Red grabbed hold of Jake's throat as he was still reeling from the hit. Red's hand squeezed as he speed up with short thrusts, leaving Jake barely able to suck in breaths he desperately needed.

Staring down into Jake's face Red's wore a wild look that was somewhere between glee and anger. Though it quickly changed when Red's thrusts became sporadic. No longer occupied by the cock in his throat Jake could hear the sound of flesh slapping on flesh as Red powerful hips crashed into him. Groans of pleasure and murmurs came from the gathered crowd of orcs waiting their turn. When Jake felt Red's warm load being forced into his guts he began his struggle a new. Red's hand tightened further cutting off the thin thread of air as the orc's face contorted into an even uglier mask.

Stars came to Jake's vision by the time Red let him go and pulled out. His ass felt uncomfortably empty as it leaked the orc's cum. The feeling even trumped the pain from the rough fucking Red gave him.

Giving Jake a few minutes to rest the crowd let Jake just lay down on the ground before they descended on him again. Trying to recover enough strength to do anything Jake stared up into the roof of the building. It was a rusted metal sheets that laid on top of support beams. Trying to figure out more about where he was Jake was caught by surprise when his hips were gripped, and he was forced onto his knees by Grey. Pulling his hands underneath him for support Jake stared down at the grey stone floor as he continued trying to breath. It was a few shades darker than the orc behind him. Jake considered the number of orcs. There were more than he could think to fight even when he wasn't being drained by an enchanted sphinx hair collar.

The anger soured in his guts as Jake gritted his teeth. He couldn't see anyway to escape from here without his magic, except wait for someone to save him. Luckily, he was given something else to focus on beside how badly he was out numbered as Grey forced himself inside of Jake. Bowing his head Jake sucked in long suffering breath and broke in a soft sob at the end.

Grey's strong hand grabbed hold of Jake hair and pulled back. Forcing him to look up into an orc's cock as it was pumped inches from his face. This orc's cock was similar to the other that had been in his mouth, except for a thicker purple head that Jake saw peak out past the foreskin. Ready for this orc to try taking him Jake clenched his jaw. Leaving him completely unprepared when the orc came onto his face. Long stick strands slapped across his face covering it in a thick layer that dripped down his chin and ran down over his throat. Able to get his eyes closed before any of the orc's thick pungent load got into them Jake kept his eyes closed. The fact the orc had just came in his face felt somehow worse and more humiliating than being raped, the fact he was still was being raped by Grey made that all the worse. Dropping his hold on Jake's head as the orc walked away satisfied Grey focused on fucking Jake.

Adamant to not get his hands covered in orc cum Jake kept from cleaning his face or opening his eyes. Leaving Jake oblivious see the next person approach. He did however hear the crowd around him become livelier to drown out the sound of Grey's hips smacking into his ass. Being taken by his hair again Jake's face was wrenched up and back as far as it could go before he felt something heavy smack against his face. Rolling back and forth it smeared the cum that coated his face around and even got some in his hair. Jake was sure his hair was ruined by this point. The surrounding orcs seemed to love it and whooped, further cementing Jake's humiliation as he considered the fact every orc around him watching his abuse. Even when he escaped every orc for states around would probably know what happened to him. If not other magical races.

The smell was the first thing that clued Jake in that something was different about the person in front of him. While no less musky it filled Jake's nose and reminded him of a farm. Cracking one eye open Jake gasped and shook his head. It wasn't an orc but a large minotaur covered in dense fur the color of tree bark. With what little energy Jake had left he struggled and tried to get out of the minotaur's grasp. All he achieved was to make the minotaur laugh with a deep rumble. "When he's done with you it'll be my turn." He promised with a deep rumbling voice, and Jake felt his heart skip a beat. While the orcs' cocks had been large the minotaur looked impossible to fit. Jet black, and covered in cum, it was longer and thicker than any orc's cock with a flared head and came out of a large sheath. Below the massive monolith of an obsidian cock were a pair of close hanging balls in a black leather sack that contrasted with the minotaur's brown fur.

At this announcement Grey grabbed hold of Jake's hips to pull him back as well as thrusting inside of him. "Fuck no." Jake forced out, slurring the words as they passed his lips. His jaw aching. The minotaur still laughed and let Jake's head go. Barely having enough strength to keep himself on his hands and knees his head just dropped. The soured anger in his guts turned into real fear at the idea of what the minotaur would do to him. He heard an ass could be ruined, by way of crude jokes and boasts from his friends. He feared that might be his fate. Stunned by that fact Jake barely noticed when Grey climaxed until the cock was pulling out and his hole was left to leak cum again. Gaping worse than he had from Red's cock.

Jake started crawling away, unsure where he'd be going even if he could get past the orcs. He was just in a blind panic as he moved across the floor. The minotaur let him hit the wall of hairy orc legs that gathered to join in his humiliation. One orc placed a foot on his head and shoved him back. Right into the minotaur's grasp.

Grabbing Jake by his ankles and the minotaur lifted him up with ease. Manhandling him the minotaur spun Jake around and took him behind the knees. The minotaur's big hands easily wrapped around his thighs to position Jake right over the massive cock. Even with the minotaur kneeling Jake was held high enough to see over the ring of orcs to get a better look at his surroundings. The same grey stone floor spread across a large empty room to end against walls with white paint flaking off and painted over windows, maybe an old factory or plant Jake thought.

He wasn't allowed to ponder on the ideas further as the minotaur's large cock pressed to his gaping rear. It made Jake's eyes bug out as he struggled to get away and tried tightening himself up to keep the minotaur out of him. Gravity and the minotaur's strength were fighting against Jake rear and persistence not to be penetrated again. Aided by the stretching and lube the orcs gave Jake's rear the minotaur won and his massive head spread Jake. Throwing his head back Jake clenched his teeth around a shout. He didn't plan on giving the leering crowd around him the satisfaction of him crying out. He felt as if the cock was trying to split him into two. It was like a battering ram as it forced its way inside and left Jake no choice in the matter. The yell almost forced its way out of him after a few inches was forced in making his insides to adjust.

Settling on just clenching his fists and jaw Jake bowed his head forward. With every inch forced into Jake it felt like his insides were gradually being rearranged. Jake thought he would end up screaming when the minotaur bottomed out inside of him. The furry groin of was a cushion to Jake's aching ass. He couldn't appreciate it for long though as he looked down and saw that the minotaur's cock had bulged his stomach out. The sheer image stunned Jake and left him fearing more than his ass would be ruined by the minotaur's fucking. He could heal from a lot, but this was something different.

Still puzzling over what effect the cock would have on his body Jake was lifted up along the minotaur's cock. It was a long stroke up and as Jake reached the median ring he gasped out, having unaware the minotaur had one on his way down. Rather than pull his cock out fully the minotaur used that median ring as a place for the end of his stroke up. With a grunt the minotaur pulled Jake down and thrusted up with a savage shove. Each thrust wore down at Jake's will not to scream or shout.

The orcs hooted and hollered as Jake was violated by the big minotaur. Every orc either pushed for a position at the inner circle of the ring or was openly masturbating to the show Jake and the minotaur was putting on. Jake heard himself called a bitch, cumdump, fuck hole and ever degrading name under the sun by the crowd. It only inflamed his will and anger towards the orcs. Even as each thrust from the minotaur threatened to break him.

Jake tried his best to hold out, but the minotaur was too much for him. Getting into a rhythm the minotaur sped up slamming his cock in repeatedly, filling the room with Jake's ass smacking against the minotaur's lap. Jake didn't scream or shout. Instead he found himself moaning and whimpering with each thrust. "Look at it, the fuck hole is loving it." One of the orcs called, causing another wave of woops. Focused so much on not screaming he didn't even notice his own body betraying him. To go with the embarrassment of the thrusts Jake's cock slapped against his stomach with each thrust, flinging pre, as he was treated like the minotaur's own fleshlight.

As the pleasure creeped up on Jake so did a thought of just giving in. It passed as quick as it came. Leaving Jake unable to catch the abhorrent thought. He would not let these men break him even if his body wanted to let them. "Get off of me you bastard." Jake growled reinforcing the thought he didn't want this in his mind.

Grunts of pleasure and a firmer grip on Jake's thighs signaled to Jake that the minotaur was almost ready to blow. Nothing sounded worse than having more cum pumped into him. But he saw no way to stop it. So, he just grinned and beared it as the minotaur's quick thrusts became shallower. Dropping his legs, the minotaur pushed Jake down to the ground. Crushing Jake underneath his massive sweaty furry body the minotaur used his weight to keep Jake on his hands and knees. Giving a few last rutting thrust the minotaur held himself fully in Jake and came. The orc's kept up the berating cheers and humiliating names for Jake as his insides were filled with minotaur sperm. "Looks like the bitch is about to burst." "Come on dragon, you know you want more." "Let's hope the dragon isn't ruined boys."

Unlike the orcs the minotaur didn't just have an orgasm that ended after a few spurts. Instead the minotaur just kept shooting and each spurt filled Jake's guts more than the last. Jake could feel his insides cramp up as they were filled with the minotaur's seed. His hands went to rub his stomach and his mind stalled with what he felt. His once flat stomach was now bulged by the minotaur's cock and grew rounder with each shot of cum. He could feel his belly filling with cum with each shot out of the minotaur's cock spasming cock.

Spared no humiliation the minotaur's cum didn't stop at Jake's belly. He grunted and moaned on top of Jake as his orgasm went on. With his belly growing full the cum had no place to go but what empty space Jake had left. The minotaur's load filled his throat and he got a mouth full of the salty thick cum that he spat it out. The fact cum was leaking out of his mouth only got a grunt the orc crowd whipped itself into a fury. "Damn, the slut is ruined. He's drowning in the bull's cum." "Bet he'll still be ready for more cock." The minotaur's cum slowed after it the second mouthful, but a little amount of cum still trickled from Jake's mouth.

Giving Jake a moment to rest the minotaur kept himself inside of Jake. The great beast's chest moved against Jake's back as the minotaur basked in his afterglow. Jake did the same, though each breath reminded him how full he was as his belly moved. The moment to rest ended when an orc stepped up to speak to the minotaur. Jake didn't care to listen to what was said, but it got the minotaur up off him.

A fact he soon grew to regret when the minotaur pulled his cock out slowly, feeling as if he was taking Jake's inside with him. The median ring popped out with a squelch of sound causing cum to flow out with the rest of the cock. The flared head was far more difficult. Jake did yell when the head was yanked out of his hole, he didn't even care.

His insides pushed out even more cum. A puddle of the bull spunks formed underneath Jake as his insides involuntarily clinched to keep pushing out cum. The back and inside of his legs were covered with the minotaur's seed as it flowed out. He could faintly hear the splatter of it hitting the ground under the uproar of the crowd.

Waiting for the flow to slow Jake reached back he touched at his hole. It was puffy from the abuse he had just taken and he could fit four fingers inside himself. He knew if he tried he could fit his whole hand inside, but quickly pulled away. The fact his hole had been so thoroughly used brought tears to Jake's eyes again.

The orcs after the minotaur had little trouble having their way with Jake. At thirty Jake stopped counting orcs that used him after the minotaur to leave him covered in cum, inside and out. Both because he slipped in and out of consciousness a few times and he just didn't want to know the number. It was far too many.

_ _-Motto