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Keema woke up rather pleasantly, sleeping like a baby as a ray of sunshine near the window of the room she was sleeping in had shone on her face, making her open her eyes and try to stretch, but was stopped by a weight on her body.

There he was, Deep-In-His-Cups, sleeping soundly, his cock still inside her.

"..." Keema silently pushed him away, waking him up in the process.

"Hey, I was sleeping so good! Why in oblivion did you... Disturb... Me..." Deep-In-His-Cups said as he got a good look at Keema, who cracked her knuckles.

Despite her rather sexy appearance, she still looked rather tough, while glaring at her. In any other case, he would remain flirtatious towards such a woman, but in his current predicament he couldn only gulp.

The innkeeper heard several screams of terror and groans of pain from the inside of the room, before a naked argonian man carrying a bundle of clothes ran out of the inn as he was kicked out by Keema, literally as her foot stuck out as he flew out of the room before running outside.

"By Ysmir what happened!?" The innkeeper yelled, not expecting something like this happening so early in the morning.

"Ugh, your guest there happened" Keema said as she had covered herself with some sheets.

"Isn't he like, your friend? Or lover?" The innkeeper asked her.

"No, I don't even know him" Keema said as she went back to her room.

"Huh... That's what he said last night... Oh well" The innkeeper said as she went back on business.

Dressing back in her tight armor, Keema left the inn and headed straight towards the orc stronghold marked on her map

...

As she approached what resembled to be what was similar to Dushnik Yal's stronghold, said stronghold was being attacked by two giants.

"Where the hell is Yamarz!?" One of the orcs said.

"Forget about him, less talk more killing!" Another orc said as they did battle with the giants, with a few of the orcs having died from the attack.

Keema joined in and started shooting them with her bow, killing one of them as one of the arrows penetrated it's head.

The other giant felt enraged as the dead giant fell, and started running over to Keema.

But before it could even reach her, one of the orcs leaped and climbed over the giant's shoulders before cracking it's skull open with his war axe, killing it.

Relieved, Keema could hopefully become blood-kin in exchange for her help.

"Halt outlander! We don't need your help, leave us!" One of the orc guards said as they started shooing her away.

Keema felt disheartened at those words, offended even for even trying to help them only to be turned away.

"Wait! Stop! Outlander, we need your help. We're cursed, please help us lift it" A robed orc begged her.

"You would have me disobey Yamarz, Atub?" The orc guard asked her.

"No, let me handle him. Malacath will guide us, and if he says that it would not be required, then so be it" Atub replied to the guard.

"Fine, but it's your head on the line. Not mine" The orc guard said before going back to her post.

Atub approached Keema.

"I apologize, it has been a tough time for all of us. We've been cursed, giants have been overrunning this stronghold, many more come to attack, and in turn many of us die defending this stronghold. This stronghold can't last forever, we need the curse to stop now. Will you help us outlander?" Atub asked Keema.

"Only if you teach me how to smith orcish armor" Keema asked her.

"Ah... Of course, you'll be rewarded as blood-kin if you help us. We'll let you do trade and learn our secrets if you accomplish this task. Do you accept?" Atub asked her once more.

"Yes, yes I accept" Keema said, wanting to get this over with fast.

"Good, I already have the ingredients needed to commune with Malacath, but we need an outsider's help for this to succeed. Follow me" Atub said, with Keema following closely behind.

(I think it would be bs to have Keema do a generic fetch quest as part of this daedric questline so I bypassed the whole troll fat and daedra heart part)

"Why would you need me for this though?" Keema asked her.

"Our god, Malacath, he is a strict god, and punishes those who don't fully commit to his orders. Having one of us keep an eye on whatever Yamarz will be tasked to do, well, they might lie about it out of desperation, which is what we are now, and we can't lie to a daedric god. Yamarz is weak, so our tribe is weak, and cursed. No, we need someone who has no fear and will have no consequences for telling the truth. Can you do that for us?" Atub asked her as they walked towards the chieftain's longhouse.

"Sure, I can do that. As long as you can fulfill your end of the bargain" Keema agreed.

Entering the longhouse, they could see Yamarz, the chieftain was wearing a full set of orcish armor on himself, and the orc was not happy to even see Keema.

"You, what are you doing bringing an outsider here, Atub?" Yamarz asked her.

"You know well that we're not fairing well against the giants. We need to lift this curse now if we're going to survive. We need Malacath's guidance and you know that, so you need to come with us to perform the ritual" Atub argued.

"Bah! Whatever, let's get this over with" Yamarz said while eyeing Keema for a bit before coming with them outside to the makeshift shrine of Malacath.

"Now we begin the ritual" Atub said as she raised her hands in the air and started preaching to Malacath.

"Great Malacath, we beseech you to aid us in our time of need" Atub continued to preach.

"Why are we even wasting our time with this" Yamarz grumbled.

"YOU PATHETIC WEAKLING!" A loud voice screamed, startling not only Yamarz, but Keema as well.

"W-What's that!?" Yamarz said, confused as a loud booming voice suddenly came out of nowhere.

Keema was surprised by this too, she had never heard such a loud, angry voice before. Malacath was practically screaming in rage compared to Hircine's voice.

"Malacath has heard my pleas! He speaks to us!" Atub explained.

"YOU DARE SUMMON ME YAMARZ!?" The voice of Malacath continued to yell at them.

"What... What is this...?" Yamarz said, feeling a bit embarrassed being yelled at by their own god in front of many of the orcs.

"YOU DON'T DESERVE TO CALL YOURSELF AN ORC! YOU'RE WEAK, YOU'RE SMALL, AND YOU'RE AN EMBARRASSMENT! YOU LET GIANTS.. GIANTS!... OVERRUN MY SHRINE. BRING ME THEIR LEADER'S CLUB AS AN OFFERING, AND I MIGHT RELEASE YOU FROM THIS CURSE!" Malacath ordered him, before growing silent, refusing to speak to them anymore.

"You heard what Malacath said Yamarz, your path is clear" Atub reminded him.

Yamarz grumbled angrily before turning towards Keema.

"You, outlander, come here! I want to have a word" Yamarz commanded her.

Keema did as she was told and walked closer to him.

"What is it that you want?" Keema asked him.

"This is your fault, I'm stuck fighting a giant now thanks to you. You're coming with me, and you're going to make sure that you're going to help me reach the giant without any troubles, don't worry, I'll make it worth your while" Yamarz told her.

Keema was skeptical, she didn't know if she could trust Yamarz, especially if she was alone with him. But knowing this was her task, and with how a daedric prince was involved, it might be in her best interests to follow along for now.

"Fine, but fighting the giant isn't my job" Keema said, not wanting any sort of bullshit happening in the end.

"Bah! I didn't say I wouldn't fight the giant, that would embarrass me even more. I just said you're going to help me get to it. You clear the way for me and I'll make sure you get paid for it" Yamarz replied back to her.

That was good enough for Keema, before Yamarz started to walk towards their destination and she followed him towards it.

...

The journey towards the cave, and even inside it wasn't a big deal, it was only a few bears and the occasional wolf on the way, and one giant before they had come upon the very heart of the place.

Coming out of another cave entrance, they were in a clearing in the middle of cave, sort of like a small grove, with a giant in the distance, his back turned towards them.

This giant was far larger than the others, and Keema knew that it would be a big challenge, even for an orc chief.

"Alright, we're here, I'll go kill that giant... Unless of course, if you'd like to make some extra gold" Yamarz told her.

"Huh? What do you mean?" Keema asked her.

"I haven't slept well in weeks and I'm tired, I wouldn't fare too well against a giant by myself. You kill it for me, I give you five thousand gold for your time, you keep your mouth shut about it, and I'll take the credit" Yamarz offered her.

Keema bit her tongue, that was a lot of gold, and especially now that she was running out of it from all the unpaid traveling and jobs she was doing, she needed them, especially to craft some of that orcish armor as she was reminded of the pain on her tits, her breasts screaming at her to take the offer.

"Alright, I'll do it" Keema replied as she took her bow out.

"Good, I'll be waiting right here" Yamarz said as he waited for her.

Keema crawled and hid behind a tree, looking at the giant who seemed to be worshiping the daedric statue of... Malacath? She wasn't sure how the hierarchy was in the worshiping of daedric entities, maybe there was a power struggle between the giants.

Forgetting her most recent thought, she disposed of the giant, quickly taking it out with a single arrow. Her training with Aela in the past, at the very least, worth it, and silently thanked her as she returned to Yamarz.

"Excellent, you have a true fighting spirit, now I'm supposed to reward you, am I right? Well... Sanguine sends his regards" Yamarz suddenly said, and before Keema could react, she felt the very force that was forcing her to do sexual things take hold of her once again as she started to take off her armor again.

"W-What!?" Keema tried her best to stop herself from undressing but it was futile.

"I was warned about you coming to the stronghold and trying to 'help'. I know about your problems, your tits, your fucking body, and how you want to be blood-kin. Well, this Sanguine told me all about you in my head. My fucking head is filled with sleepless knights, of you murdering my brother in witchmist grove. That's right, you killed my brother! And you're going to pay with your slutty body!" Yamarz angrily yelled at her as she had finished undressing.

"That was... Hisss... Your stupid brother's... F-Fault!" Keema said as she tried to keep herself from doing anything indecent, wanting to fight back, but the force was too great, and she used her fingers to spread her pussy and display her hole to Yamarz.

Yamarz licked his tusks, he hadn't had sex in a while, and he would take great pleasure in tasting one after many lonely nights, and aggressively licked her cunt.

Yamarz slurped loudly, making Keema shut her eyes and moan at the aggressive licking.

"N-No... Hah... S-Stop...!~" Keema said, but the way he was eating her out was making it hard for her to resist, or even try to stop herself from liking it.

Yamarz did not slow down, not even slightly as he ate her pussy out. He undressed and removed his armor as he got her into a 69 position with her on top.

"Lick my cock, whore!" Yamarz ordered her, his thick, girthy, curved cock rubbing up against her snout.

Finding it too desirable of a cock to ignore, she started to lick the tip, which Yamarz proceeded to enter her mouth.

She licked along the length and circling her tongue around the length as she mutually sucked him off while Yamarz ate her out hungrily.

"Fuck... You're better at licking my cock than my other wives... When I'm done with you, I'll make sure you serve as one, even if I have to force you to. The others will follow soon, once I come back and show them that I killed the giant" Yamarz stated his intentions as he started gnashing her clit lightly in between his teeth.

This sent Keema over the edge and came all over his face, with him licking it all up.

With Keema having just cummed on his face, Yamarz stopped holding back and grabbed her head, his balls slapping against her nose loudly with each slam of his cock into her maw.

Keema's eyes widened as she felt a rush of rich, potent cum climax into her mouth, forcing her to swallow the thick load of the orc chief as she coughed up some of the cum as she recovered from the rough throat fucking.

"You... I'll make sure Malacath- Nguwahhhh!!!" Keema screamed in pleasure as her eyes rolled up.

Yamarz had suddenly grabbed her in a full nelson, slamming her against his thick cock and interrupting her threats.

"That's not gonna happen slut! I'm gonna make Atub use her illusion magic to turn you into my obedient cock slave! Whether Atub wants to do it or not, I'll force her to! I'll make sure your mind is utterly broken by the time it wears off!!!" Yamarz screamed as he started fucking her roughly, making Keema give a silly smile as her cunt started squirting and cumming repeatedly on his cock.

It was rubbing up against her spots, she wanted it, she wanted the cock, it was thick, and it was curved to the point that it was rubbing up against spots she normally couldn't reach by fingering herself, just like the cocks of the redguards.

"How is it huh slut!? Good enough for a brother killer!? I'll fucking impregnate you and show the rest of the world how good of a whore you are! I'll even rent you out to a bunch of giants and have them destroy your hole once I'm tired of you!" Yamarz teased her again as he used one hand to tease her clit.

Keema started screaming in delight and thrusting against his finger, loving the pleasure she was feeling.

"D-Don't stop... I-I'm cumming... I'm cumming! I'm cumming! I'M CUMMING!!!" Keema screamed one final time before she clamped hard on his cock and sprayed her juices all over him.

This triggered Yamarz's climax as well and he shot his load, filling her to the brim with his semen, before cruelly letting him fall off his cock and onto the ground, with her smiling stupidly as she begged for more.

"M-M-More... Cock... I want cock..." Keema muttered as she pathetically released a gush of cum out of her pussy.

"You'll get more, once I bring you over and have Atub-" Yamarz grabbed her foot to start dragging her back, only to be interrupted by an angry booming voice once again.

"SANGUIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINE!!!" The voice of what could only be Malacath boomed around them, as another voice was heard cursing.

"Curses! Malacath let me have some fun-" The voice tried to beg Malacath.

"YOU DARE CORRUPT MY SERVANTS WITH YOUR DEGENERACY!? I'LL HAVE YOUR HEAD FOR THIS!" Malacath impatiently and angrily said as he realized what had happened here.

"Ah fuck..." The voice of what they could only assume was Sanguine said as the exchange of Malacath and whoever Sanguine was didn't continue any further.

Keema felt less horny, and more in control of her actions now. She felt her mind clear up, and there was only one thing in mind. Kill Yamarz.

"What the hell was that-" Yamarz said, still wondering what had happened and thinking Keema was still weakened and slutty enough to drop his guard down, only to see Keema jump on his head and wrap her thighs around his head as he got a face full of her pussy on his face.

"MPH!?" Yamarz's voice was muffled from the pair of thighs squeezing him hard, as Keema let rage fill her as she used all her strength to suffocate and break Yamarz's neck.

"YOU DARE MAKE ME YOUR WHORE!? YOUR WHORE!? EVEN AFTER I DID AS YOU TOLD ME!?" Keema screamed, Yamarz's betrayal having pissed her off.

""MMMMM!!!" Yamarz tried to beg but the muffled screams didn't help him at all.

A quiet, cracking sound was heard as Yamarz fell and died right there, his neck broken and with Keema triumphant.

Keema got up and kicked his dead corpse, before taking her armor back and putting them on, and going back to the stronghold. But not without the giant's armor that Yamarz was told to get in the first place.

...

"You return, but what of Chief Yamarz?" Atub asked Keema as she returned.

"He tricked me into killing the giant, and then tried to kill me" Keema admitted.

"W-What? Why would he do that?" Atub questioned her.

"YAMARZ WAS A FOOL, TRYING TO WEASEL HIS WAY OUT OF HIS RESPONSIBILITY. HIS DECEITFUL WAYS COST YOU ALL GREATLY" Malacath's voice was heard by everyone in the tribe.

"And what about us? What will become of us now that he was punished?" Atub asked Malacath in the skies.

"YOU'LL HAVE TO PROVE YOURSELVES, BUT I"M WILLING TO GIVE YOU CHANCE. GULARZOB'S IN CHARGE NOW. LET'S HOPE HE'S A BETTER CHIEF. YOU, LIZARD, PLACE THAT HAMMER ON THE SHRINE. YOU'RE THE ONLY ONE WHO'S PROVEN WORTHY IN ALL OF THIS..." Malacath ordered Keema.

The tribe felt disheartened, knowing their leader had died, but felt hopeful now that they knew the curse was going to be lifted eventually with the victory that Keema carried.

And with that last order, Keema did as she was told and placed the hammer on the shrine, before it suddenly transformed into something else as a great lightning bolt struck it.

It glowed green, while it represented something jagged and spiky looking, just like what an orc would possess. But at the same time, it looked like it carried with it a special magic that would be deadly against anyone struck by this weapon.

"Thank you outsider, you've lifted this curse from us. We will never forget what you've done for all of us" Atub thanked her.

"No problem, it was an honor to be able to help you all" Keema said humbly.

Gularzob, the supposedly new chief, approached Keema.

"Thank you for saving us. Normally, the hammer here is property of the orcs, but since Malacath has proclaimed you're the only one worthy in this place, I am honored to have you wield it in our place. We will never forget you, outsider" Gularzob thanked her.

Keema nodded in appreciation, before taking the hammer for herself.

Her body began to change, and she grew two inches taller, as well as feeling herself get stronger, her muscle mass had increased a bit, as well as giving her a faint outline of abs as she felt herself grow stronger.

"W-Whoa... I feel more... Powerful" Keema said as she looked at her new body.

"That's how it works in the magical world of the daedric gods" Atub chuckled.

"So can you teach me how to make orcish armor now?" Keema asked Atub, her tits needed letting out desperately from the constricting armor.

"Of course, we'll need to make you blood-kin first though, give me your hand" Atub said as she held an orcish dagger.

...

"Ah damn... And just when I was having fun... I wasn't really going to have her turn into a sex slave... -3-" Sanguine said, feeling irritated at how Malacath got angry at him.

"And she's going to close in on me any minute... Ah well, it was fun while it lasted.