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Misadventures of Kor

At the Mercy of the Grey Skins

It was the middle of winter, and the lone orc stalked his prey across the snow-clad fields. Kor was on the trail of a large elk that had passed by not too long ago. The fresh prints in the snow led towards the woods. The green skin hunter found his quarry on the other side of the clearing. He drew back an arrow, careful not to catch the string against his horn, and waited for the elk to stand still. With a low whistle, the elk stopped, and its ears swiveled around. He struck the animal with a clean shot and it went down instantly.

With the days being shorter, it did not leave Kor much time to make it back to the village before sunset. Even with his thick hairy green hide, the nights would be too cold for the horned orc. The burly hunter tossed the lifeless body across his broad shoulders and began to trek back home. Alas, night had begun to fall, and he was still half an hour away from his home. Sweat steamed off the orc's face, his white breath coming out in huffs from his frost coated beard. Just a bit further...

Suddenly the winds began to pick up, blowing snow everywhere. The orc became blinded by a great light from the heavens. The air seemed to go still around Kor while everything else continued to stir as if a storm had formed. The light from above seemed to narrow and focus into a tight column that surrounded the hunter. He dropped the elk as his hands tried to cover his eyes from the piercing light. The strangest sensation began to envelope Kor's body, like his body was suspended in water and he began to float upwards. As quick as the sudden storm appeared, it was gone. Only footprints and a dead elk were found on the outskirts of the village.

Kor opened his eyes, his vision danced with specks of lights. After some repeated blinking, his sight began to clear. The green hunter could see a halo of light being cast down upon him. He was laying down but could not seem to sit up or move at all. His body laid limp, and then he saw the shadows of small figures dart around, just outside his sight. He could feel a cold metal surface below, and small warm hands that seemed to roam all along his body. He quickly realized he was naked when one hand lifted his hefty orbs and gave them a firm tug.

As he started to wake and become more aware of his surroundings, there was a soft humming sound that rung all around. The smaller beings moved away from the orc and he could feel the world shift as the platform he rested upon began to rise and move to an incline and soon to a standing position. The green man towered over the beings that surrounded him. Now that he could see his captors, they looked like halfling children with smooth gray skin. Their heads were bulbus with a few wrinkles where their forehead and brows would be. Their eyes were large and pitch black and they chattered with tiny lipless mouths.

"The specimen is conscious, shall we put him back under?" asked one of the gray beings.

"No, the initial tests have been completed. This one is in pristine condition, no recent injuries or malnourishment detected. Keep the neural restraint active and take him to the processing vat. He will make an excellent addition," said the other.

"Commander, his genetic profile has been sequenced. He is compatible for cloning,"

"Excellent, be sure to add the genetic extraction functions to his list. I believe I will keep this original for my own personal collection," said their leader.

To Kor, the noises their mouths made sounded like bells and windchimes. Their voices were melodic and whimsical, yet the look on their faces were full of purpose. The orc had heard stories about such creatures. Their gray skins were what the orcs called them. Mythical creatures that lived in the heavens and would spirit away mortals. Some stories claimed those that vanished would reappear, others were never seen again. Kor had always imagined these stories were drunken fables or tales told to children so they would not wander at night.

Being unable to move and at the mercy of such tiny alien creatures left the orc scared at the unknown. The gray skins dispersed and Kor could not make out any details beyond the edge of the light. One of the creatures remained and placed his three fingered hand against the slab that Kor leaned against. Another soft hum sounded, and he felt his body move backwards. The light faded and he was engulfed in utter darkness. Eventually the humming stopped, and he could sense he was no longer moving.

Soft lights flared to life and the orc and he found himself inside a glass cylinder. The narrow sides reached the ceiling and floor, leaving no room to spread his arms. There was a gentle rumbling in his chamber accompanying the lights growing a bit brighter. He could see a shadow appear in front of him. There stood a grey skin on the other side of the glass that looked up at him. The little creature made a chirping noise and pressed its hand upon the glass.

"Beginning nano suit application to specimen," it said as it entered the starting sequence. The floor inside the cylinder began to spew a pitch black liquid. It started to fill the tube that trapped the orc. Kor felt the black ichor swallow his wide feet. It rose, covering his muscular calves and thick thighs. The ink like substance had no smell and was warm to the touch. Soon his crotch was smothered, it crept up his bushy treasure trail and over his navel. Panicked, the orc raised his chin only to find it stopped right above his neck.

The consistency of the liquid began to change, it began to harden into a rigid layer. Kor could wiggle his fingers, but it became more difficult to do as the goop continued to stiffen. It felt like someone was hugging his chest tight and he could feel the resistance when inhaling. By the time Kor looked back down, the liquid drained as quickly as it had risen. The glass was unstained by the substance, leaving only a shiny coating over the orc's body.

The nano suit had coated Kor's body in a skintight layer. Kor looked back down with a shock as he realized the liquid was gone and the glass tube sank into the floor. The hulking green skin could not move anything but his head and neck. He watched the small grey creature approach and it press its palm against his crotch. At that instance it felt like a bolt of lightning had struck him in his dick. He cried out in surprise as a lingering tingle seemed to pulse along his skin in waves, centering around his cock.

"Binding nano suit to my neural command code. Starting imprinting sequence, nano suit will now begin establishing interface to specimen's nervous systems. Let's go ahead and just install the following behavioral protocols," said the alien as he kept its hand pressed on the orc's bulge. Its fingertip tapped several commands and options into the suit's interface displayed over the shiny bulge. Each selection caused tiny shocks that seemed to jolt the tip of Kor's trapped cock.

The gray skin finalized the last entry and another jolt surged through the green skin's spine that made his vision blur. Kor's mind was flooded with strange images and words. While an overwhelming amount of information started to download directly to his brain through the suit's neural interface, the computer also scanned existing memories related to identity to be stored in a data crystal. These memories would later be removed, and the neurons rewired to optimize his new behaviors to respond to the grey skin's needs.

The alien led the green skin's body down a nearby hallway to a laboratory room. This is where the orc would remain for the duration of their trip. Here he would be harvested nonstop to accumulate enough material for mass cloning once they reach their destination. The lab contained several rows of suspended racks. Other males in similar black nano suits were affixed to metal frames. Their arms and legs were spread to the corners of the frame. There were three tubes, each leading to their mouth, crotch, and rear.

Kor's body moved on its own accord. He stepped an outline in the aisle and the metal frame descended from above. His black clad hands reached for the corners in front of him. The nano suit material melted into a mitt and gripped itself onto each corner. The frame pivoted around the orc, fixed at an angle by his hands. The rear of the frame set down near his ankles and his legs spread themselves to secure his feet to the corners. The entire apparatus then lifted the orc up into the air, suspending him parallel to the ground.

The first tube dropped from above, the tip draping right along the valley or the orc's muscular ass. The nano suit allowed the hose to pass through and begin to push right into the orc's pucker. The tapered tip secreted a slick coating and nudged past the orc's ring; his body fully relaxed to allow the tube to sink deep inside the bulky hunter. He started to feel a pressure building as something round began to inflate in the section of tube right past his tight ring.

Kor was no stranger to rutting with another male, only he had never been on the receiving end. Still the smart fabric knew exactly how to relax and contract every muscle of the fine orc specimen to allow the length to embed several feet before plugging itself right behind his ring. The smart fabric that stuck to his skin kept his muscles clenched tight, keeping that huge plug trapped within his ass. The inflated bulb grinds against his prostate as his hole cycled between clenching and relaxing.

The next tube snaked between his spread legs and the tip curled up to press against the smooth bulge. The hose passed through the smart fabric and allowed his trapped cock to spring forward, slipping into the tight confines of this rubber sleeve. Inside the tube, a catheter like attachment fed right down the hose and into the orc's entire length till it settled into his bladder.

The final tube snaked down and pushed right into Kor's open jaws. He swallowed at the long black length till the end had settled beyond his stomach. Another bulb inflated to keep Kor from regurgitating the tube out. With all the attachments installed, milking began and the tube around his dick started to pulse and vibrate. The hoses inside of him came to life with slow but firm twisting and writhing.

Kor shuddered as the contraption went to work. With his body trapped, the suit and hoses manipulated him like a musician playing an instrument. The song of whimpering and moaning from the sensations that danced across his skin played into the tube lodged into his throat. The mass buried in his ass twists and turns, each movement grinding right into the orc's prostate. It did not take long before the milking rack coaxed the first of many ejaculations from the orc.

Harvesting continued while the computer completed the memory backup. The next phase of conditioning began, and all irrelevant data and experiences were removed from Kor's brain. The nano suit's interface sucked out everything. His name, memories of home, family, friends, stories of mighty hunts and conquests on the battlefield and the bedroom. The mighty orc that was Kor no longer existed. His new designation was 172 and his mind had been reconfigured to serve his new purpose. With the mind wipe completed, 172 was ready for action.

The ship made it to their destination. The intergalactic market buzzed with displays of various wonders the galaxy had to offer. Exotic foods, animals, and technology were set up in booths in rows that spanned to the horizon. The greys marched their goods down to their reserved booth. Their commander stood at the front of the line with a hulking orc close behind him. The nano suit had retracted to a simple pair of underwear that hugged the hairy orc's ass and crotch tightly. His new plaything caused all sorts of heads and eye stalks to turn and look at the fine specimen.

172 alone drew many visitors to the grey's booth. Sales of his genetic material for cloning sold out after the first day. Some buyers even made large offers to get a fresh sample from the orc while others offered small fortunes for 172 himself. Still the commander would not sell his new pet but was happy to negotiate the sale of some fresh samples with a surcharge for clients that wanted to manually retrieve it themselves.