Orcs are tall and muscular creatures, brimming with vitality and strength, they are beings who consider honour above all else and live among the tribes. However this also caused their Bed activities to be much more significant, male orcs in particular had an insatiable hunger and their libidos massive.
In a large unknown forest, in one of the Orcs settlements, a particular huge Orc was twisting and turning in the bed while panting furiously with dazed eyes.
When Victor was venturing in the forest yesterday, he had incidentally stumbled upon those beautiful Elves training their archery and now he was feeling his first mating season.
Those skinny clothes that barely hid their important parts, those flawless figures with pale skin, willow waist, cute pointed ears and those large breasts, even his five human-hand sized fist might not be able to get a complete hold of it, words alone couldn't describe their beauty, they felt like angels that have descended from the heavens and his loins twitched just with the mere thought of them.
He opened his eyes, revealing his emerald-like pupils while grunting, showing his gritty tusk.
"Is this what happens when one reaches Adult-hood?"
Victor stood up from the bed, irritatedly looking around him, he was the best hunter in his tribe and he had ambitions to conquer the forest, not to become a slave to his lust.
He walked to the basin, splashing cold water on his face, while at the same time he caught his own visage. A hulking brute around three and a half metres tall in height alone, one of the largest in his tribe although he had just reached adulthood, his hormones were at his peak and he was ready to find his mate.
However fate had another plan, a golden circle slowly blurred into existence, right underneath him, his green figure lit up in a golden light and in the blink of an eye, he vanished.