Looks like you've been eating quite a few of dem waffles to get hips like that~ ;D

Ya I like it

Bugs & lola still making rabbits,so hot

My favorite artist & my favorite girls in one perfect picture

Omfg those titties

Very pretty. She's an angel of the night.

yes .

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deus vult !

Nothing wrong with some thickness but this......no

What the fuck is this? There is nothing attractive about morbid obesity. This is just gross!

my apologies.
the artist included a story in his description box. unfortunately we lack such a space, so i made use of our comment section.

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dude i get that you want a story but jesus its an image..

As Edelbert cries out as his orgasm overtakes him, M'Zurga continues to ride him, but rolls her hips slowly now, coaxing the young man's cock into emptying all that it has into her. The expressions on their faces in this moment are quite telling. Look upon them for a moment. Study them.

The expression Edelbert wears here is similar to the one all of the human men of Brisby wore in the end, old and young, both former husbands and their sons, when both their bodies and minds were driven over the point of no return by the Orcess who claimed them. For a large portion of these other men, perhaps a third of them, this had occurred months ago, on that first night when the village was conquered. For those, the outcome of their Orcess's efforts was now readily apparent in her large and swollen, pregnant belly. Soon, there will be a mass ritual, just as there was a formally conducted mass ritual of breeding following the unplanned and chaotic orgy on that first night, there will be a gathering where all equally expecting Orcesses will deliver together. Their human mates and these men's respective former wives and families will be made to watch, the human females will be made to assist in the deliveries, and as the air fills with the first squalls
of healthy, newly born Orcish pups, a finalization of this knowledge will be etched into the human's minds: just as a coupling between a human male and Orcish female is natural and undeniable, so to is the outcome of Orcish children who typically bare little resemblance to their fathers.

During their mating, Edel had kept smoldering eye contact with the Orcess, his face almost an animal's snarl as the two of them rutted. But now, admirable in M'Zurga's opinion as his display was, that was over with. Now Edel could only shout with urgency and moan, his eyes squeezed shut in submission, acceptance, as his cock spasmed and erupted inside of the Orcess chieftain. As was natural.

M'Zurga's expression here reflects her approval of such a worthy young human mate. It is in this moment of conception, perhaps a softer expression than her norm. Of course, like a rare comet burning through the sky, in this moment of shutting his eyes, Edel does not see the pleased grin on the Orcess's flushed face. He has blinked and it is gone.

This pleasure is one side of a duality of feelings inside of M'Zurga, both valid, yet mirrored. The soft pleasure she shows here, not only at this inevitable outcome, but with the progress her chosen mate has shown, with the promise and validity he has thus far shown in proving himself to be an exceptional choice, is contrasted by a swelling and savage urge echoing inside of her to shout out at the top of her lungs as if victorious in battle, and proclaim conquest this in her kind's language. A deep, primal feeling of dominance and superiority, knowing that her healthy young human mate's bloodline has now been forever diverted, what was once a human lineage, now has been redirected and made Orcish.

Both of these exist within her in this moment, simultaneously equally pressing and equally true.

However... while it is exceedingly rare, it is not impossible for an Orcish child to be born who does indeed bear some signs of their human lineage. It is said, after all, within Orcish society itself, that the great Gur'ulak, the first of the chieftain warriors to unify the majority of the tribes and clans under his leadership, bore striking, flaming red hair and carried himself with strategic demeanor unfamiliar to the majority of Orcs.

As Edel's seed is welcomed into M'Zurga's fertile womb, the magical lizard beast's eyes flash... A ripple had been formed in the world's magical energies... For good or for bad, it was impossible to say. Not that there wasn't some expectation of what may occur years from now, but rather, because a lizard beast, magical and rare though they may be, is not capable of speech... and cannot tell, even if they wished to, what it is that they had sensed and in a collection of potential futures, have monetarily seen...

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"For the good of Orcs." In their tongue, it is "Ork'ga Th'rok Kaa." The phrase has many meanings, many interpretations and its translation from the Orcish to human dialect is not precise. Suffice it to say, it implies a general sense of elevation for Orcish kind, of improvement, betterment. Human men fathering healthy litters of Orcish pups, children that bear little resemblance to them and will be raised in the Orcish way, is "Ork'ga Th'rok Kaa." Every human male who is taught his place in Orcish society is "Ork'ga Th'rok Kaa."

But for a chieftain, an obedient mate who breeds Orcs is not enough. She must be sure of her judgment, certain of her decision that she has chosen the most worthy human within their village, a most worthy mate to father exceptional young. It is not a matter of simple obedience, of breaking the young man, for if that was what M'Zurga wished alone, she certainly could have done so by now. No. It was a matter of whether that streak of courage and spirit she had seen in the young man could be reinforced, strengthened in the Orcish way.

Weeks, months have passed since the fishing village of Brisby was sacked by the Orcess tribe. The claimed human men of the village already were accepting their new roles. And while not all readily admitted this, some had even begun to take great enjoyment in the act of mating with an Orcess. The constant unprotected and unrestrained sex, wildly rutting whenever the Orcess felt the desire, had become normal to the men, a daily part of life. And so it was in this way that every claimed man of the village, young and old, has now dutifully impregnated an Orcess, created new Orcish life inside of her with his human seed.

Except, that is, for one...

During all of this, and during the initial raid on Brisby, M'Zurga, the stalwart chieftain, had drank a very powerful tonic, a medicine strong enough to negate her Orcish fertility. While the other men in Edel's village were only taught their places, M'Zurga taught him his place and then watched to see how he would respond to these lessons.

The young man was becoming stronger, physically and mentally. But still retained a spark of his independence. M'Zurga was pleased. For one week, she stopped taking the strong medicine. And then, on the day of a successful hunt, where Edel savagely slew a wild boar as skillfully as any Orc could, she could no longer wait. Seeing him fight the massive hog, wrestling with it before ultimately slitting its throat with his knife, was a type of pornography to M'Zurga.

The two mated vigorously and for a very long time within the shaded forest. Edel had improved in this regard, too. As she rode him, M'Zurga could see a defiant look in his eyes. He bucked against her like a young stallion. Wishing to assert himself. To claim some foothold of if not dominance, of acknowledgment, as a male and as a mate. They switched positions several times, M'Zurga even briefly allowing him to be on top for a time, though he always would end beneath her again. Mating fiercely and for as long as possible was essential in making strong, healthy children. When Edel finally cried out as he shot his seed into her, M'Zurga was sure she would, as was typical of an Orcess, bear a healthy litter of three Orc pups. There was no cuddling after their act was over, but the two of them panted for breath together, sweated together, both aware of and content with what had transpired.

But, nearby, one of the magical creatures of the forest watched on, curious. These rare lizard beasts could sense the magical energies of the world and their presence usually correlated with some meaningful event taking place...