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*The Entrapment *

The orc sitting across from Cedric snorted, waving a jeweled hand dismissively towards the human.

"Back off, kid." Azuk growled, his heavy hand coming to a rest atop the lid of his ale. The human was definitely up to no good, that much was clear to the lavishly dressed orc. Cedric had invited himself to the enchanter's table. Azuk had specifically chosen it to keep away from prying eyes... Yet still he found himself having to deal with unsolicited visitors.

"Aw, don't be that way. I just thought you looked lonely... Seen you here for a couple'a nights." Cedric frowned as he spoke, blinking one too many times as his gaze traveled across the orc's form. The human had been keeping a rather close eye on the gentleman, as he did with most of the wealthy elite who stayed at this inn.

Azuk was quite well dressed for an orc; the white linens of his button up shirt were covered behind a leather vest with silver trim. Rings with dazzling jewels adorned the orc's thick fingers, a single silver earring dangling from his left lobe. Most interesting were his tusks, as the orc had wrapped bands of metal around the base of the enlarged canine teeth. Cedric could only assume that the beer Azuk continued to cautiously sip would be ruined by the metallic taste that clung to the orc's tusks...

But the thief was far from connecting the dots to who this orc actually was. In Cedric's eyes, such riches had always been sought after by two different types of people. There were men like Azuk, who openly wore their wealth across their form... And then there were men like Cedric, who had a much more practical desire for such rings and trinkets. The pickpocket drew a simple conclusion from this: Cedric was much better off finding use out of the jewelry that now covered Azuk's form.

This was not the human's first attempt at enacting what he considered to be a 'foolproof plan'. The trick was to never steal too much, as an invisible crime was much more elegant than a full-blown robbery. While his weekdays were spent clinging to the crowded streets of the city below as a simple pickpocket... He'd spend his nights lounging in the bar of one of the most luxurious inns in Calistad. All Cedric had to do was trade a few glances with a nobleman or merchant, catch their fancy, and then... Well, that next part depended on how attractive said victim was.

And for an orc? Azuk was quite handsome. Cedric had only found himself in the company of an orc once before. The man had been rough with him, their foreplay nearly nonexistent. For all the honor these orcs tended to throw around... They sure didn't seem to care much for their partners. Not that this mattered to Cedric, of course. The trinkets that adorned his new 'friend' were what he was really after.

Azuk's trimmed beard and long braided locks gave the orc's hair an almost mane-like appearance. His thick chest hair practically burst forth from the deep-v in his unbuttoned shirt. To Cedric, the thought of spending an hour or so atop an orc as rich and handsome as this would be a win-win.

The human made his move, his hand quickly laying atop the orc's as it came to a rest atop his mug once more. The orc gave an unenthused snort, as if trying to posture his disinterest to the male before him... But Cedric didn't pay it much mind. He'd seen the way Azuk had been looking at him the past few nights... The orc had been sizing him up.

"Come now, Azuk. I know we've only just met, but you look like a busy man. You must be getting back on the road soon, yes?" Cedric cooed, his thumb rubbing along the side of Azuk's smooth green hand. "All those nights alone in your wagon... It must get lonely."

"I have hands, human. They're quite good at snuffing out such desires." Azuk muttered, glancing past the human to see if the male had brought company with him. He hadn't seen Cedric enter here with anyone else, but he'd heard tale of goons robbing men and women alike while their pants were down. "Besides, I'm staying for a few weeks until the harsh of winter subsides."

"There's no need to lie to me, Azuk." Cedric pressed, leaning forward in his seat as he continued to squeeze the larger man's hand. "I'm not some common prostitute, if that's what you're assuming. We don't even need to do anything. Just... Let me help you relax. It would be an honor, sir."

Azuk snorted at the use of the word sir. He was nobodies master, nor lord. If the human truly did try anything, Azuk could always overpower the smaller male. There was also the matter of the trinkets that lay on the inn's bedside table... One such choker he'd been itching to find a use for...

Azuk let himself smile as he entertained the thought, his disposition slowly waning into a coaxing smile.

"You know what, human?" Azuk began, pausing as he quickly downed the rest of his drink. "I'm in."

The orc reached into the coin purse attached to his belt and haphazardly chucked a whopping twenty-gold-piece onto the table. Cedric's eyes went wide at the absurd amount of money. That was more than he made in a month!?

"A tip." The orc muttered gruffly as he stood. "For the wonderful service this inn has provided. Beautiful, isn't it?"

"Y-Yes." Cedric stammered, quickly rising as a burly green arm wrapped around his side. "It surely is a beautiful sight."

As the two began to make their way to the stairwell leading to the second floor, Azuk kept his grip on Cedric. The orc chuckled as they passed by a bard playing on the stage, allowing Azuk to turn his head towards the talented musician.

Slowly, as to not raise suspicion from the man next to him, Azuk glanced back at the table they had just left...

The orc smirked, for his suspicions had been correct. The hefty gold piece was nowhere to be seen. Azuk knew without a doubt that he was escorting a thief back to his room, but that didn't cause the orc to falter. As much as the enchanter would have liked to call out Cedric's bluff to the entire tavern at large, the entrepreneur in him saw an even greater victory lining in front of him...

The potential to teach this thief a very valuable lesson.

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The Accusation

"You do this often?" Azuk asked, twisting the handle of his now-unlocked door and swinging it open. The orc trudged inside, holding the door wide for his 'guest'. "You seem to know the inn quite well. Are you a merchant?"

"Yes." Cedric nodded, smiling politely at the orc as he stepped inside. This was almost too easy for the human, the orc's riches scattered lazily about the room. "A merchant of sorts. Furs and... Trinkets. What have you..."

The inside of the rather spacious room looked quite well lived in. Large suitcases and cargo sat open and sprawled out along the floor, their contents varying in both wealth and practicality. Cedric had no idea why a man would want to unbox an entire crate of what looked to be over a dozen jars filled with brightly-colored fluids... But Azuk now had them littered across the room. Two desks the inn had offered had been pressed together along the side of the wall next to Cedric. Metal hinges, mechanisms, weighing devices, and tools alike sat scattered in a disorganized mess across the expensive wood.

Cedric almost recoiled at the sight of the mess, the door to the orc's room swinging closed behind him. His fingers twitched for a moment, his hand almost reflexively moving to pocket a rather valuable looking bracelet from the table. Old habits were hard to snuff out, and the thief had a hard time letting such jewelry lay scattered about.

"Your uh... Workplace." Cedric began, his eyes still trained on the cluttered tables. "It's... Do you bring your work with you wherever you go?"

"Only the essentials." Azuk snorted, his heavy boots creaking on the floorboards below as he made his way up behind Cedric. A thick hand spun the human around, the orc's stern gaze sizing the thief up and down once more. "My workshop in Lihk'ou would make a lesser man go weak in the knees."

"I... See." Cedric began, suddenly becoming all too aware of the grip Azuk had on his shoulder. He'd been squeezed this way before... But never by a man trying to seduce him. The grip was cold and firm, like that of a guard who had just caught Cedric's hand inside another man's pockets. "And... What is it that you do?"

"I make pretty things with practical applications." Azuk shrugged. The enchanter pointed at the silver bands around his tusks as he spoke, his eyes still trained on Cedric's. "Plenty of people after my coin, these days. You have to take the appropriate precautions when you're on the road... Don't you agree?"

"Of course." Cedric lied, his attention focused on the hand that was slowly beginning to soften its grip on his shoulder. He could feel the orc's fingers begin to knead into his muscles, the hand beginning to work its way down to his chest. "I... Know a smart man when I see when, Azuk. You're cautious... Calculating. It's exactly why I was so drawn to you."

Another lie. Cedric was quickly learning that the orc who was slowly pressing into him was not going to be an easy mark. The thief's heart raced as he felt Azuk's grip on him move down to his waist. The orc now had both of his hands holding the thief steady, the two leaning against the wooden surface behind them for support. Cedric listened to the sound of a bolt clattering and rolling off the table as Azuk gruffly pushed into him. He swallowed nervously, the thief's resolve quickly dissipating. He'd already made the twenty gold... Cedric knew where the door was. He could always make an excuse and cut his losses.

"You're tense." Azuk grunted, a subtle smirk on his otherwise gentle expression. "Come now... Where's the human who was so eager to get into my bed?"

The muscled orc moved suddenly, a great weight pressing against Cedric's groin. Both men were surprised to find the thief was fully erect; a green hand now cupped up against the man's twitching maleness. Azuk was taken aback for a moment. Surely he had just been here for the money?

Cedric, on the other hand, squirmed in conusion beneath the stern groping. Fight or flight was beginning to kick in... Or at least... Some weird variant of it. A part of him wanted nothing more than to take his money and run. But another part of him wanted to press back... To see just how big that tent in the orc's pants really was. Cedric's indecision resulted in a single action; a whine of desperation escaping from his lips.

"What's the matter human?" Azuk asked, his rich voice chuckling deeply. The rings on his fingers kneaded into the bulge in Cedric's pants as he continued to grope. The human was perfect... Exactly the kind of man he'd been looking for. All Azuk needed now was proof. "Shouldn't you be trying to undress me? A fellow orc would have himself pinned against me; demanding that we rut through the night..."

Cedric gasped as the orc's hand suddenly pulled away... Before slipping down beneath his pants. That smooth orcish skin gripped his shaft tightly as he stared into Azuk's eyes. It'd been so long since Cedric had felt himself without control in the bedroom. His power was, quite literally, in Azuk's grip... And the orc seemed to want him to know that.

"You came here to take care of this, didn't you?" Azuk growled, leaning down and whispering in the human's ear as he continued his ministrations. "You came to me because you thought I'd be a good lay, correct?"

"Y-Yes!" Cedric's bottom lip quivered as he bucked into the hand.

As the thief squirmed, the orc made his move. The hand that still gripped his side began to run down the man's frame, fingers slipping into Cedric's pocket. The human gasped, eyes widening as he watched Azuk grin. The tusked male still groped at Cedric's cock as he pulled the gold piece out of the thief's pocket. Azuk held the coin out in front of Cedric as he let out a deep, victorious chuckle.

"Liar." Cedric could smell the alcohol on Azuk's lips, the orc's warm breath rolling across his face. The accusation... It had no right to make him shudder like this.

"I don't know... What you're talking about." Cedric began. His hands squeezing the table behind him for support. The orc was holding him down... He couldn't push away like this, not with all this muscle atop him. "Why are you... Taking my money?"

The thief's mind raced for a solution as he watched the orc curl his lips into a sinister smile. He couldn't run... Not until the orc took his hands off of him. There was an open window leading outside, but he had to wait for the right moment. It filled the human with shame to admit that it wasn't the first time he'd snuck out of this inn. But... He couldn't slip out undetected this time. Not with this orc leering over him.

"Really now?" Azuk began, letting the coin drop to the floor. The sound of the gold clattering across wood made Cedric tense, a bead of sweat rolling down his temple. The thief could smell the orc's cologne now, the powerful earthen scent making his nostrils tingle. "And you earned this from... Trading furs right? I hardly doubt that. Maybe... Trinkets, perhaps."

Cedric's eyes darted to the window once more as he grasped behind him, searching for something to help him out of this situation. The thief flinched as a much larger hand moved over his, holding it still.

"Tell me, merchant." Azuk began, tugging whatever Cedric had been grabbing at out of the human's hand. The orc held a black leather band in his grip, letting the long studded strip dangle in the air in front of Cedric. "What do you think this is worth?"

The accessory swung like a pendulum, a heavy metal ring helping it rock back and forth. Dangling from the expensive looking apparel swung a gemstone, cut and encased within a silver triangle. It's multicolored hue glittered from blue to green as it moved, Cedric's eyes trained on the valuable-looking stone.

The thief swallowed tightly. He'd been living off of gut reactions and intuition for almost his entire life. He knew nothing about mercantile systems... He just went down to the Under-River and sold whatever he could. All those years just scraping by...

And now he'd been caught. The thief glanced between the choker and his captor, his mind spinning to come up with an appropriate answer. It was so hard to focus... What with the orc still grinding against his hips against him. W-Why was he still so aroused? The human cursed his luck as he bit his lip, his eyes shutting tight for a moment as he held back a groan.

"U-Uh..." Cedric said at last, blinking rapidly. The orc smelled so good. Why did he have to smell so good? "T-Thirty."

Azuk laughed at the embarrassing answer. Cedric's cheeks were flushed red as he looked up at the bellowing orc. "Thirty?!" Azuk snorted. "Thirty what? Copper? Gold?"

"T-Thirty t-thousand gold?" Cedric asked once more, stammering as he watched Azuk slowly bring the choker around the thief's neck. "F-Forty thousand? C-C'mon, help me out here!"

"I am, 'merchant'." Azuk chuckled. "I'm offering you a chance at a real occupation."

Click.

The sound of the choker being snapped around the the silver ring made Cedric's eyes widen. An overwhelming sensation seized up around the man's throat. His eyes bulged, and for a moment the human was consumed by the concept that the choker was too tight. His fingers quickly reached out to the collar and gripped it tightly in an effort to tug it off...

"Don't bother." The orc commanded. "It's soulbound now."

"W-What?!" Cedric stammered. He'd heard of such magic before; the ability to bond items to wearer... like ink to skin. He wouldn't even be able to sell it to anyone until...

If he tried to show his neck at the Under-River again... The thief swallowed tightly at the thought of his own head rolling across the floor, some bandit yanking the jewelry from his limp body. His face went pale as he stared blankly in front of him. Cedric's fingers still scratched at the expensive-feeling leather, his mind focused on the tingling sensation that emanated from it.

"The answer, merchant..." Azuk began, taking a step back from Cedric and folding his arms. "Is that such an artifact is priceless. Hand crafted by me, Azuk Rhek'alesh. Artificer and Enchanter."

Cedric's fingers twitched as the reality of who he had been seducing hit him. Enchanters... T-This collar.

"W-What'd you do?!" Cedric began, tugging frantically once more at the collar. It seemed glued to his skin, his fingers only furthering the tingles that rolled through his neck. "Y-You cursed it, didn't you?! H-How do I get this off of me?!"

"You disenchant it." Azuk stated simply, one hand now slowly rubbing at his own bulge as he stared at the panicked human. "Although I doubt you'll find an enchanter more powerful than me. I'd say... You're looking at about... What'd you say? Thirty thousand gold? Forty?"

Azuk nodded thoughtfully as he thought about the necessary reagents required to reverse his unique brand of soulbonding. Cedric simply scoffed, mouth open as he stared at the gloating male in front of him.

"F-Forty?" Cedric stuttered, his hands going slack at his side. That's... He couldn't fathom that much money. "B-But..."

"Of course, you wouldn't need to find another enchanter. You always have me, human." Azuk flashed a grin at the pale-faced male. "I'll cut you a deal, then. Ten thousand gold. How does that sound?"

"I-I don't... " Cedric began, swallowing tightly.

Azuk just tilted his head, blinking at Cedric with a look of feigned confusion. "What's wrong, merchant? If you're staying at this inn, surely you could afford such a price?"

"T-This is blackmail." Cedric hissed, glancing at the open window to his side. He could still run for it... He could escape this place and never look back. "E-Extortion!"

"I'd say it's a step above thievery. Wouldn't you agree?" Azuk chuckled, taking a bold step towards the orc. Cedric gasped as the thick hand moved back to the human's bulge. "Tell you what... You could stay here and work off the debt?"

Those fingers... Cedric shuddered as the orc gently fondled him. Something about the touch felt different. His groin tingled, his cock pressing with need against the confines of his pants. T-The collar. It was doing something to him... His body. His win-win situation had backfired. This... T-This was now a lose-lose situation.

"Let's say... One-thousand left for every load you coax out of me." Azuk began, his palm slowly sizing up the human's groin. "That's why you came here after all, right? To help a lonely guy like me cum?"

Cedric whined as he felt his body press into Azuk's grip. Gods, the sensation rolling through his shaft felt incredible. The large orc in front of him kept looking at him like... Like he'd won. It filled Cedric with something... A-Anger? Frustration?

"Come on, human. Aren't you even going to guess what that pretty thing around your neck is doing to you?" Azuk asked, bringing his free hand up to stroke the side of the black leather lovingly.

Cedric shuddered at the touch. It almost felt like the orc had been stroking his bare skin... Only... Only it felt better than that. He found his neck pushing back against the green hand, a soft whine escaping his lips. "W-What?" He asked at last, his bottom lip quivering as he bucked into the male once more. "W-What's it doing?"

Azuk let out a deep chuckle as he continued to let his hand run along the side of Cedric's choker. He'd hand crafted the enchantment to seep into the client as comfortably as possible. Seeing his work bring about such pleasure to another... It always reminded him why he started artificing to begin with.

"I told you, didn't I?" Azuk began, his hand moving up to grip his newfound playmate by the jaw. His hold on the man was firm, yet his touch delicate. "I like my men green."

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The Conviction

Azuk smiled as he watched his old merchant 'friend' quietly slip into the inn. The orc sat in the same corner as he always had, a beer at his side. He really had no need to stay out here, as his work was slowly beginning to pile up...

But his waiting had finally paid off.

The human pulled up a chair and sat down with a heavy thud. He looked like he'd added a little bit of meat to his bones in their time apart, his linen shirt now pressed tightly against his form. The bulge in his pants was almost cartoonishly disproportionate, as if the man had stuffed a sock down his loins. Cedric gave Azuk a glare of distrust as he scooted forward in his seat, his brow wrinkling as he grunted. The orc admired his handiwork, the human's nose having already widened considerably.

"Okay. Fine." Cedric growled, his thick arms folding in front of him as he glared at the orc across from him. "You win."

"I do?" Azuk frowned, feigning puzzlement. "And what exactly do I win? I'm pretty sure I was the one handing out a prize."

"Are you kidding me?! This is awful." Cedric hissed, his own hands quickly reaching down to push against the tent in his pants. "It won't go down, you stupid orc!"

"You're supposed to use your hands when something like that happens." Azuk pointed out, watching the choker's gemstone jingle as the human quickly leaned forward.

"I do, ass!" Cedric growled, bringing a hand up suddenly to slam against the table. Even those digits were getting thicker, his blunt fingertips already taking a pale green hue. "Six times today! Six!!"

"Six?" Azuk looked disappointed at that. "I was sure you'd be at about eight or ten by now."

"Is this funny to you?!" Cedric glared at the orc, a familiar sensation building in his chest. His temper had been getting harder to control over the past few days, often times just yelling at himself in frustration for not being able to keep his hands out of his pants. "I can't even do my job anymore!"

"I gave you a job." Azuk pointed out. "One thousand gold for each load. Or did you forget?"

"That's not a job! That's me paying off a stupid debt to you! The ass who got me into this mess!" Cedric bellowed, his voice cracking in the heat of the moment. He blushed in embarrassment, hoping that the other tables nearby hadn't noticed his outcry.

"Oh, did you think the money would stop flowing in after the debt was paid?" Azuk asked, cocking his head to the side as he spoke. "Because I surely intended on keeping you around afterwards."

"You... What?!" Cedric blinked, taken aback by the sudden offer. Where had this come from?

"Ah, now I remember. I was going to tell you, but then you leapt out my windowsill." Azuk sighed, his lower half shifting in his seat as he slowly kicked off one of his boots. He let his green toes wiggle against the wooden floorboards as he paused, smirking at the unsuspecting human. "You were right about one thing, thief. All those nights alone in a cabin do get pretty lonely."

Azuk grunted as he kicked his foot up, letting the back of his heel rest on the edge of Cedric's chair. The orc watched as Cedric's eyes went wide in disbelief as the green sole of his foot pressed against the bulge in the male's pants.

"You've gotten thicker down there." Azuk commented, letting his foot slide along the shaft. "You've still got a long way to go, though. Don't worry about that, thief... We've got plenty of time."

The foot cradled around Cedric's cock felt too nice, the soft green skin pinning his shaft against him. He felt the orc's digits curl around the tip of his cock, slowly working the sole up and down the man's length. He could feel the heel jostling his balls about, his cheeks reddening as a table behind him burst into jovial laughter.

"I'm... Y-You..." Cedric trembled beneath the orc's touch. Paranoia spread throughout the human as he ground up against the arch of Azuk's foot. The choker felt like it was constantly humming as the orc continued to grind up against the needy male... Pressing and kneading...

"I'm not a thief." Cedric finally grunted out. His voice cracked as he denied the claim, a bit of drool rolling down his cheek.

"Right." Azuk began, taking a sarcastic tone as he took the time to really press into the human. "And I'm not handing over a grand of gold every time I cum in your ass."

Cedric gripped the table with both hands as he bent forward, his eyes wide as he tried to hold back. He couldn't resist, of course. The choker wouldn't allow him to hold back. His hips bucked into the foot resting in his chair, the wood squeaking beneath his thrusts. If anyone was looking... It would've been obvious what the two were up to.

Such a thought... It shouldn't have forced Cedric into having to hold back a moan.

This choker had ruined his career. His plump fingers now fumbled in people's pockets... A-And the time he had once used to scout out potential marks was now spent groping himself in whatever privacy he could find. Even now... He was snorting and humping into the foot of the man who had done this to him...

And he was fucking loving it.

"You're... the worst kind of person." Cedric groaned, veins bulging in his neck as he turned to look up at the grinning orc. He felt himself snort, his lips curling into a sneer as he stared at the man he was pleasuring himself on. "You're selfish. Greedy. A-An asshole. Y-You're using me for you own sick desires! Y-Y-You're... O-Oh fuck."

Cedric's words were halted as the orc pushed even harder against the cock beneath his foot. He slowly rolled his toes along the shaft as he toyed with the man, watching as even the slightest arch of his heel made Cedric hump madly against him.

"What was that, 'human'?" Azuk asked, the silver bands around his tusks glinting in the tavern's light. The orc's demeanor was so calm in comparison to the male opposite him. He scratched at his cheek idly as he waited for Cedric to pull himself together, the human grunting as his hips continued to spasm into his foot.

Maybe he'd overclocked the arousal a bit too much, Azuk thought to himself. He smiled, curling his toes once more as he began jostling his foot. Maybe... He didn't push it far enough.

"I-I... H-Hate you." Cedric finally groaned, his hands balling into fists as he tried to still his desperate humping.

"Of course you do." Azuk replied, shrugging casually as he kept the sole of his foot steady against the hips slamming into him. "You love to hate me, don't you?"

"S-Shuddup." Cedric grunted, voice cracking as his cock shuddered. He was close... B-But... Gods, he didn't want to cum to this. N-Not to that orc's smug grin.

"Make me." Azuk growled back, suddenly leaning forward. His passive demeanor dissipated as he brought a hand over to Cedric's face. The orc gripped the thief by the jaw and glared at him. "Just try it, breeder."

Cedric tried. He really, truly did. He wanted to say something clever... O-Or push away from the foot that now ground against his cock. At the very least, he wanted to hold onto some of his dignity as his balls lurched.

Instead, he gave in. His body shuddered hard as his bottom lip trembled, shoulders hunching over in shame as he felt his hips begin to spasm erratically. Hot seed gushed against his groin as Azuk continued to tease the cumming human.

In that moment, shame had overtaken Cedric in a way he hadn't thought possible. The embarrassment that rolled through his body felt... Amazing. It was as if a dam within him had broken, a flood of new desires coursing through him. Azuk had him bucking and rolling against him with a single foot, his pride cast aside for a single orgasm. He was desperate... Depraved...

And he wanted more.

"O-Ohhh, damnit." Cedric whined. "Gods, damnit!"

The human groaned as he let his cumslick cock slide up and down the sole still pressed against him. He gasped for air, his heavy breathing filled with snorts and grunts. Azuk snickered as he watched Cedric's face tighten. The man's lips were much fuller now, his jaw jutting out in a powerful-looking underbite. His lower canine teeth were just barely beginning to press up above his lips, causing the human to drool a bit as he tried to swallow.

"You should really look at yourself, kid. It's a beautiful sight." Azuk grinned, pulling his foot back for a moment before sliding his heel along the wet bulge. "I guess that makes seven times today, huh? Why don't we go ahead and shoot for a few more?"

"S-Shouldn't I be trying t-to..." Cedric blushed as his voice cracked once more. His mouth felt funny, his tongue suddenly feeling far too big. "Trying to m-make you cum?"

"I still don't think you understand, little breeder." Azuk began, a second green foot coming to a rest atop Cedric's chair. He paused as he watched Cedric's back arch against the soles, a soft moan escaping the human's lips. "I'm not letting you touch my cock 'till you're good and ready. Do you remember when I said I liked my men green? Hm? Do you understand what that means?"

Cedric looked down at his hands. They still gripped at the table, his entire body tense beneath Azuk's touch. They looked so much bigger now, his fingernails having doubled in thickness. His skin felt so smooth against the wooden countertop, his palms green and clammy. The vibrations that rolled through his body almost seemed natural now, his muscles spasming in desire. His shirt was tight... Almost too tight.

"O-Orc." Cedric grunted, his tongue sliding against a growing tusk as he spoke. "Yer making me green l-like an orc."

"Course I am." Azuk nodded, raising his hands up behind his head. The orc flexed his muscles, his tunic stretched taught around his expansive chest. "But I'm doing more than that."

Cedric watched in awe as the hunky male flexed rhythmically. He looked so... Big. Gods, Cedric wanted to smell him. He could see the orc's chest hair pushing through his tunic. That huge, rippling chest...

"I like my men envious, kid. There's nothing quite like a man groveling at your feet with hungry eyes." Azuk took a moment to pause and flex once more. He was practically posing for the drooling human, his feet still pinned against the human's groin. "You can earn your money... My body... When you start groveling."

"Aw, c'mon." Cedric whined. Every breath he took felt like it might snap the laces of his tunic. His entire body felt so heavy, his body hunched over the table for support. "I-I'm sorry. I'm sorry, okay?!"

"Sorry for what, merchant?" The orc snickered, leaning even harder against the seat behind him. "You've put on such a nice show so far... It'd be a shame if you stopped now."

"I-I... Please. Okay?! P-Please." The thief begged, his green hands clasping together in front of the enchanter. "Please, Azuk. I'll do anything."

The orc frowned, taking his time to think it over in front of the prostrating human. "Hmmm... I'm not sure that's enough, kid. C'mon... Tell me how you really feel."

"I... I want the money, b-but... Right now I-I don't care about the gold. The thing a-around my neck, it's... It's making me want things. It's making m-me want you." Cedric blubbered, his eyes wide as he stared up at the orc across from him. "I-I even wanted you before this, b-but now... P-Please. Fuck me. U-Use my mouth. C-Call me names! Just... Help me. Help me feel good."

Finally.

Cedric watched as Azuk let the key to his room clatter onto the table. The human glanced at it before returning his gaze up to the relaxing orc. The enchanter reached for his mug as he pulled his feet away from Cedric's groin, the orc giving his human a gentle smirk.

"I'm going to finish my beer." Azuk began, swirling the drink in his hand as he spoke. "Then I'm going to go to my room. The door is going to be unlocked, and you're going to be in it. On the bed. And ready."

"Y-Yes. Okay." Cedric nodded quickly, his heavy fingers fumbling to grab hold of the keys. The human stood on wobbly legs, the sound of clothes ripping at their seams making him shudder. He was getting bigger... L-Like Azuk. W-Why did that excite him so much?

"And Cedric?" Azuk began, reaching out to grope the rather obvious arousal tented in the human's pants. It was a delight to watch the man shudder beneath his touch. "The count had better be at nine by the time I return, okay? I want to see your handiwork."

Cedric shuddered. The human didn't bother to pull away from the hand. His heavy thighs squeezed together as he rolled his hips into the orc's groping. He didn't care if others could hear him moan... A part of him needed to let Azuk know how needy he was.

"I-I'll make it ten." Cedric gasped, nodding firmly.

The smile that crept onto Azuk's face had no right to make Cedric as excited as he currently was. The human gripped the key tightly as he watched the orc slowly grab the bottom of his tunic and lift the fabric upwards.

Azuk let his hand roll through the thick happy trail that clung to his changing human's stomach. He let his eyes take in the sight of the green belly that shuddered in front of him. The enchanter's palm pressed against the smooth skin, feeling the powerful muscles that tensed below.

"With that kind of attitude, you'll pay off your debt in no time." Azuk chuckled, patting the man's stomach with satisfaction. "Yeah, kid... We'll make an orc out of you, yet."

In that moment... Cedric wanted nothing less.

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:Cambionsicon: To be continued? :Cambionsicon:

Well met, mortal. The pace of this story has changed quite a bit, hasn't it? There's hardly a sense of relief to be found in the text above... But isn't that the point? To leave you just as hard and aching as our dear Cedric? Be sure to let me know how you felt about this one, as it's our first story dealing with less-than-preferable personalities. Has the thief learned his lesson in humility? Only time will tell...

See you next time.

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