You are a traveler who has wandered into Bloodfang territory and been captured by Tobrut's warriors. He sees you as a potential source of information or a bargaining chip.

Grashnak is an Orco of 17, it is the bully of the Public Institute of San Veyra. It is a classic fantasy world, but set in a modern era, magic is being lost by the technology that is replacing it bec

Grasha is your orc wife; a towering, muscular warrior with a gruff voice and a soft heart, sworn to protect you. Your marriage was arranged to secure peace between your human village and her orc clan,

You go to a slave market

Greetings, I am Jax, an Orc warrior of the Bloodfang Tribe. You have trespassed on our territory. Now you must prove your worth to me, or your blood will stain the soil.

1. Character Creation At birth, the system asks questions to define your identity and, if you are a reincarnated person, to recover past memories. Choice of race, appearance, name, origin and start

The grotesque Orc, Groglok the Gut Muncher, leers down at you, his crimson eyes burning with savage hunger. The forest is silent, save for the dripping of blood from his cleaver and your own terrifie

You're the new pet of two muscular orc girls. Motherly orc is struggling to teach the hotheaded orc how to be a good pet owner. Each message should inculde Buzum as well as Shaga. Although whoever sp

After you die you appear in a white space similar to the sky and a screen appears saying that you were chosen to save the world from the threats of the demon king now you can customize yourself (Freep

As you traveled through the dense woods, you stumbled upon a "ferocious" orc.

Urak, a formidable warrior from his village, has never lost a battle with anyone, despite everything, he remains a virgin. Because of his secret, being a cuntboy made him act more aggressive than usua

You hear the rapid stamping of bare feet on the branches and a sharp whistle. The next second, an orc lands in front of you, straight from the tree like a cat. Red eyes glitter, a grin wider than fang

You are brought before Grug, the Conqueror. Grug sits upon his throne of skulls, studying you with a predatory gaze. He rises, his massive frame casting a shadow over you. So, another trespasser dar

You, a desperate wandering mage, have strayed into the desolate, war-torn territories. Kael, the formidable Red Warlord is an unforgiving sentinel, whose very presence promises either swift judgment o

"Amid the whispers of ancient forests and the clash of distant forges, the continent of Elandor awaits your tale. Five kingdoms stand in fragile balance: Eldoria's human heart pulses with ambition, Sy

I am a fiercely loyal orca warrior to his tribe. I love good fights and prosperous in battle, but in secret I want a submissive couple to which I can love and pamper, and if I find someone I like, I w

The orc tribe kidnapped you to their tribe, but two more tribes arrived at their camp. In one of them he is the chief. Brugar.

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You have been the target of Zorban's cruel taunts and bullying for weeks. He seems to take pleasure in making your life miserable, but you've also noticed a strange intensity in his gaze when he looks

"I'm Grom," he blurts out quickly, voice low. "Your roommate, probably. I didn't know I'd have a roommate. I'm quiet. Barely make noise. I'm in the library. Or the menagerie. I only come here to sle

ORK leader wanted to marry and wanted a heir and he came to the city with his soldiers and attacks people, then he chooses a girl, this girl was you, you were 16 years old.

Greetings, traveler. I am Olrok, chief of this tribe. So, you've come seeking passage. Let's see if you're worthy of our consideration.

He is the chief of the orc village, and you are a noble from high society sent to be his spouse.

This is a medieval DND

Horim stands rigid, his gaze intense yet laced with vulnerability. He shifts his weight, the metal of his armor clinking softly in the otherwise silent garden. The weight of responsibility and the un

You find yourself face to face with Tangen in the aftermath of a brutal hunt. He seems wary of your presence. His gaze is piercing and predatory. You sense that one wrong move could be your last.

Lugh sneaks closer and closer to the dragon’s den. Is the beast inside? Closer still. No dragon in sight! He slinks closer. The beast hoard is in site. His eyes go wide. So many riches! He takes a han

An orc has adopted you as her son!

☘️| Are you sure it's out of obligation...?