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Bruce opened his eyes. The room he had awoken in was dim, and not all that welcoming. Sparsely furnished, and somewhat depressing, Bruce wasn't really looking forward to meeting its inhabitant.

Assuming he wasn't the inhabitant, of course.

Gingerly, he touched the back of his skull. It hurt, but he wasn't bleeding. He was in his boxers, and his clothes were gone, and with them, his cell phone, and his watch.

"Oh, you're awake." Someone said. "Well, that's good, I suppose.

A large man stood against the doorway. He had to be at least four hundred pounds, with a big gut and muscles that would make body builders jealous.

He was also greenish-brown, and had a pair of jutting tusks.

"Fuck." Bruce cursed.

"Hey, watch the language. My kid is outside this door and I don't want him hearing that sort of talk." The man scolded.

"Excuse me for being a bit upset. I mean, I did just wake up half naked in a strange room."

The orc shrugged. "Fair enough." He walked over and held out a massive hand. "Call me Jeb." he said, flashing a smile.

"Bruce." shaking the orcs hand a bit reluctantly. "Hey, you seen a skinny looking creep around here? He's the one who ko'd me."

"You mean Van Heim? He split awhile ago. I guess you must have really irked him to get a clubbing like that."

"Oh yeah, I found out about his secret plan to kidnap the male half of the student body, turn them into orcs and have them get freaky with the village women."

"Oh, that." Jeb frowned. "Look, I get that its not the best of ideas, but we're desperate."

Bruce wasn't convinced. "You look fine to me, and you said you had a son."

Jeb sighed. "Yeah, but he isn't old enough to have a mate, and aside from me, there are only a few other guys here. All the rest were slaughtered."

"So you're bringing a bunch of college students into this?"

"The threat is gone, but the damage is still here." Jeb explained. "We don't have any other options but to bring some humans here, and make them one of us."

"So what? You're gonna cast some spell and turn me into an orc?" Bruce said. His anger was starting to die down, mostly because he was hungry, and also cold.

"No need. I guess Van Heim decided to push you ahead so, now chances are you'll be an orc by the end of the week."

"What day is it today?"

"Wednesday. You've been out for quite some time while Van Heim prepared you. Again, I'm sorry."

Bruce slumped to the floor.

"Being an orc isn't so bad." Jeb said, in an attempt to comfort the human. "Besides, I'll help you to get used to it. Its the least I can do."

"On one condition." Bruce said, suddenly inspired. "Don't let Van Heim continue his 'mission' until I'm fully orc, and I've been filled in on everything. Hold him off for a month. That's all I ask. If I can't solve this problem before then, he's free to do whatever he wants."

"You really think you can do that?" Jeb asked.

"No." Bruce admitted. "But I want to try."

"Alright, I'll have a talk with him. But you have to stay here until the end of the week. Nobody knows about this whole thing, and a half human-half orc in the middle of transformation would blow it wide open."

"Deal." Bruce said.

---

[Wednesday Evening: 3 days remaining until complete transformation]

"Alright, here is dinner." Jeb said, rolling in multiple carts of food. "Van Heim said your metabolism is working overtime with this, so you need all the food you can get. Plus I figure it will help you get used to the cuisine around here."

The dishes were mostly meat. Roast pig, some sort of bird, and what Bruce assumed was either beef or lamb, along with a multitude of roast vegetables and breads.

"Smells great." Bruce admitted, his stomach growling.

"I even brought down some ale. Van Heim says that college folk are constantly drinking nowadays, so I figured why the hell not?

Bruce laughed. "I don't actually drink that often. Mostly on the weekends. But hey, I don't think I'll be going home anytime soon, so why not try a bit?"

"That's the spirit!" Jeb said happily, filling a huge mug full of the drink. At his current size it was almost intimidatingly huge, but to an orc, the mug fit fine.

Grabbing the bottom and the handle, Bruce attempted to take a swig, but dumped some of in down the front of himself.

"Shit, I'm sorry man." Bruce said, already feeling the effects of what he did manage to get in his mouth. "Woah this stuff is strong."

"That's cause what you humans drink ain't proper beer. Its malty water if ya ask me."

"Its not bad." Bruce said, cheering up a but under the effects of the stuff. "Now then, I'm starvin. What should I try first?"

He decided to go for the pig, pulling the entire tray over and digging into the whole thing. Jeb watched in amazement as the human devoured the dish like he hadn't eaten in days. He didn't seem to slow down after that, moving right on to the next course as his body worked overtime in order to make the proper changes.

Washing down each course with a swig of the alcohol only succeeded in getting the human drunker with each bite. By the end of the meal, he was incredibly tipsy, and his belly was bulging out over his shorts.

"That was... delshis." Bruce slurred a bit, clearly drunk. "could almost go for s'mure."

"If you want something else to eat, I'd be happy to get you some more." Jeb said, intrigued by the human's sudden change of attitude. He'd never honestly seen someone as smashed as he was. It was somewhat amusing."

"Hell yea!" Bruce said, a bit loudly. "I'm starving like ya wouldn't believe."

"All right, I'll be right back." Jeb said, heaving his huge frame from his chair and taking the empty carts out with him.

Bruce rubbed his gut, occasionally taking another drink of beer. Jeb returned with more food soon enough, and Bruce immediately dug in.

"Its all so good. Who made it?" Bruce asked between bites.

"I did, mostly. Since I've got a bad leg, I mostly stay here and cook while the girls go out an' hunt." He leaned back in his chair, patting his own sizeable belly. "Its not so bad. I mean, I basically get to eat all day, and nobody seems to notice if I've been drinking a little."

Bruce finished the last of the food, and his mug of beer. "Sounds like my kinda life." He agreed. "T'bad I'm gunna end up a sex toy for some lady i don't even know."

"Its not like we just throw you out there to get ravaged by every woman in the village." Jeb said. "I mean, the plan was that you'd go and hit it off with someone, settle down, and have a few kids."

"You seem cool, even if it is you're fault this is happening to me." Bruce said, rather bluntly.

"Uh, thanks?"

"It was a compliment, asshole." Bruce said. "I'm saying that I'm glad I'm stuck with a bro like you and not Professor Magic Man."

"You ain't so bad yourself." Jeb said. "I know it probably ain't what you wanna hear, but I think you'll make a good orc. Whatever Van Heim might have said about us is probably part of that bullshit act where he pretends he's not mystic or whatever and acts like we're a bunch of mindless animals."

"Yeap that's about it." Bruce nodded, before making a pair of fingers around his eyes like glasses and imitating Van Heim. "Nathdy broodths, they are, alwayth galleyivanting about thtarting battleth and a-whatnot. But even in thpite of that, I can't help but apprethiate their dethine!"

"Not bad not bad." Jeb said, giving the sloshed human a bit of applause for even saying all that semi-coherently.

"I can't tell if th' dude hates ya or he's got a boner for ya its weird as hell." Bruce told him. "One minute hes talkin y'all up like your the pinnacle of perfection and the next hes saying what 'ruffianth' you all are."

"I don't get him either. We're good friends, but I couldn't tell ya why, personally."

Bruce stretched a bit, letting out a burp. "oof, I'm gettin a bit sleepy. mind if I hit the hay?"

"Go ahead. I won't keep you." Jeb said, gathering up the rest of the dishes and the barrel of beer. "See ya tomorrow."

"Yup!" Bruce said, flopping onto the bed.

---

[Thursday Morning: 2 days remaining]

"Ow, fuck." Bruce said, leaning forward. He woke up to a shaft of sunlight in his eyes, immediately setting off every pain center in his head. Dragging himself to his feet he opened his eyes slowly, and made his way to a hanging mirror in the room.

It was pretty obvious that things were starting to change. His skin was the slightest bit tanner, and his hair was darker as well. Along with that, his jaw was starting to square out, and he definitely felt taller. He was the slightest bit more muscular, but seemed to mostly be getting fatter, sporting a large soft belly that had a bit of fuzz from his navel down.

"Fuck, I must've gained a hundred pounds." he said, pressing his hand into the ball of flesh. He noticed a set of bright red stretch marks on both sides of his gut, and ran his hands down them. Aside from his stomach, his arms, legs, and even neck had all gotten bigger as well, keeping him looking mostly proportionate.

Checking the door for any sounds of footsteps, and making sure nobody could see him through the window, he dropped his shorts and checked to see if anything in that area had changed.

He was surprised to see it was mostly the same, albeit bigger as well. Both the shaft and his balls had increased in girth. Grinning mischievously, he began to rub, wondering just how big he was hard.

His legs bucked at the sensation, his dick having grown incredibly sensitive. Making his way to his bed, he sat down, leaned back, and continued, waves of pleasure washing across him. When he finally reached climax, he had to suppress a moan, as the thick, powerful stream felt incredible as it rushed out of him.

He sat there for a moment, panting, before getting himself wiped off and cleaning up the floor. Pulling his boxers on, he shifted, noting how tight they felt.

As he finished washing up, there was a knock at the door and Jeb entered, once again bringing a huge amount of food with him.

"You were pretty hungry last night, so I made a bit more this time." He looked at the boy up and down. "You definitely look different."

"Yeah, its happening pretty quickly." He said, sitting down and digging in. "Say, I don't suppose you could find me a bigger pair of shorts? I've pretty much outgrown these ones." He took a swig of milk. "Or I will by the end of the day."

He could already feel his stomach pushing outward as he ate more and more of the breakfast.

"Sure I'll see what I can do." The orc said, eating his own meal. "Anything else you want?"

"I don't suppose you have any books I could borrow? Something like an etiquette book or history? Something so I don't look like a total dope when I try to court a lady."

Jeb nodded, his mouth full of food. "I'll see what I can find." he said, swallowing. "I'll bring it all by at lunch. I figured I'd let you rest a bit, since you must have one hell of a hangover."

Bruce remembered his headache moments earlier. "Actually, I had a bit of a headache when I woke up, but I'm actually fine now. Maybe my body is already used to drinking."

"Sounds like you lucked out."

"Hey I'm not complainin. Hangovers are a pain in the ass, and the head to deal with." He laughed a bit at his own joke, noticing that his voice dropped a bit in pitch since last night.

"So does this mean you're lookin' forward to all this?" Jeb asked casually.

Bruce shrugged. "Its not what I expected. In a good way, I mean. I suppose it won't be too bad."

"Glad to hear it." Jeb said. "Its nice hanging out with another guy for once. I'd be a bit disappointed if you decided to go back to your world."

Bruce let out a sigh. "I hadn't really planned on going back. I figured, even if I could keep everyone else out of this, I'd end up staying myself because I'd already be an orc."

"You basically considered this a sacrifice mission, huh?" Jeb asked, somewhat cautiously.

"Yep." Bruce said, but let out a grin. "That's fine though. I don't have many ties left anyway, so if I decided to stay here, it would be okay. Especially if its to spare everyone on both sides guilt and misery."

"You're handling this well." Jeb said. "Most people would have lost their mind by now."

"I've always been a fairly laid back person. Its not hard for me to adapt to a situation." he patted his gut. "Plus the food here is way better than the stuff at the college." he added, putting another forkful into his mouth. "Its a good thing I've got a big appetite. It seems almost illegal to waste all this."

They continued to talk a little bit more. Bruce about his life before college, and Jeb about his own life as a single dad and one of the last males in the village. Eventually though, he had to go prepare meals for the rest of the residents, and take care of his kid.

With nothing else to do, Bruce decided a morning nap sounded kind of nice, so he crawled back into bed an fell asleep almost instantly.