"Traya. Kneel." Merla said as her consciousness came out of her void space. Traya knelt down, and had her hand lifted. The band woven into her skin was silver in color, in order not to cause trouble for Vanya, and she attached the silken thread to the band.
"Leril belong to Merla. Traya belong to Merla. Leril now Traya mate. Forever." She put her hand on Traya's forehead.
'Take Leril home. Merla dominate Traya later. Gift of manna. Make Leril happy.' Merla said within Traya's mind. Traya smiled a large smile.
"Take mate home, Traya." Merla said out loud. Traya stood up, and lifted Leril up and out of the fog. After she left, both their faces revealed their happiness at being bonded, Merla looked at the four disappointed orcs in front of her.
"Merla choose good orcs. Cadre. Serve Merla. Find good orc mates. Grammie, Traya, Vantra. All fill needs of cadre." Merla lightly stroked Nelis's cheek, as she was the closest. "Not abandon. Merla make strong. Great, and strong. Like grammies. Like Traya."
"Really?" Nelis asked. "Won't that make us less desirable to other tuskers?" Merla snorted.
"Grammie!" She called out. Laenda appeared, as did Yanna. "Good, Yannie here too." Merla said and grinned. "Both strong orcs, Nelis." Merla said. "Not like?" She asked. Nelis swallowed a lump in her throat.
"They are beautiful." She said softly. "So tall and strong looking, but soft, with large breasts. So capable of feeding a child, and protecting a family." Nelis looked at Merla. "You can make us like them?" Yanna stepped forward.
"I was once as tall as you, and a bit slender." She grimaced a little. "Okay, I didn't have near as much muscle as I do now. I'm much stronger, my manna veins have gotten larger, and my core is larger. Merla did this. She is the chosen of Duality, our goddesses." Yanna folded her arms over her substantial chest.
"It is your greatest blessing to be noticed by her."
* * *
"Vannie, Grammie. Be nice to Nelis." Merla said and had Laenda pick her up. "Rest, follow." Vantra and Tazaa smiled with a wide grin. After the others left, they pounced on the newly submitted orc, and her enhanced body.
They punished her brutally, with such a fierce fucking, while both of them bit her shoulder and neck from the front and rear, Nelis was turned into a puddle of sensations.
Nelis relished this act, as would most any fanger, as after she submitted, she needed this release. She was pounded into relentlessly, but it wasn't easy to tire her out. Her new body had a lot of stamina, and the two older, more experienced orcs were quite willing to show her how good it could be.
Merla grinned at the three who followed along behind her grandmother.
"Merla need rest. Will make strong later." The three others behind them murmured a bit and blushed. Laenda sighed.
"This seems so wrong for someone so young to provide for older orcs, Merla." Merla tapped Laenda's hand.
"Merla ask, not do." She said. "Not act. Just ask. Grammie help, grammie love Merla. Cadre protect family. Sister. Mommas. Tree." Merla's eyes bulged.
"Oh! Protect tree! Need core! Make art-ee-fact!" Merla had an idea pop into her mind after she remembered that the tree was a living being too. It could be harmed, cut, or even burned.
There were now orcs within their small town that had shown some hostility to Merla and Meena already. If she didn't take some precautions, she might lose her entire family, or at least some of them might get hurt.
She grit her teeth as she thought about what could happen. She had to prepare, just in case.
* * *
After preparing an artifact appropriate for the tree's defense, Merla crawled onto the bed with her grandmother and snuggled in to her chest.
"Merla, what about your mom?" Laenda asked her. Merla sighed.
"Momma fed Merla. Need alone time." Merla said and felt her grandmother's arms wrap around her. "Merla tired. Spend lot manna. Artifact. Repair two orcs." Laenda noticed that she had managed to say 'artifact' properly, but thought that it must have been due to her exhaustion. Since she relaxed a bit more, her words were smooth, and flowed better.
"Cold, grammie." Merla said softly. Laenda pulled the fur over them both.
"When will you finish the pouch?" Laenda asked.
"Soon. Give grammie gift too." She snuggled against her chest, and sighed. "Grammie soft, and warm. Love grammie." Merla fell asleep, and soon, Meena slid in behind Merla.
"She's worked quite hard, Meena. All to put some protections in place for you. For an orc so young, such thoughtfulness, and loyalty is unheard of." Laenda said. Meena nodded.
"We'll normally shift our attention a lot when we're young. I had four great loves when I was her age, including my tusker mother, and Mother Queen." Meena blushed, but heard Laenda chuckle.
"I loved my mother that way too for a while. When I grew up, we still had a bit of fun from time to time, but for the most part, my mothers let me grow away from them. Like all tusker mothers do." Laenda said as she pulled Meena in closer. "I wonder if it hurts them like it does us."
"Did you feel that way about Lixiss? Or Taen?" Meena asked. Laenda blushed brightly.
"I did with Taen, and Tazaa did with Lix." That was normal for orcish families, as mothers were responsible for taking the virginity of their daughters, and guiding them into adulthood. "I guess we can never fully separate ourselves, even when it's time." She sighed. "Do you know what kind of artifact she made earlier?"
"Yeah. A series of rain shower heads, but the strange thing is that there was an artifact near the base of the tree that I couldn't understand." Meena said. Laenda frowned slightly.
"Rain showers? But why near the tree?"
* * *
"I'll make that bitch regret her choice." Hice growled as she slowed her pace, and stayed quiet in order not to be noticed. Her two parents were behind her.
"Don't use manna. Use a torch, so you won't be caught." She said. Each of Hice's mothers had a sadistic look in their eyes. They hated tuskers, and now that Traya had managed to get out from under their daughter's thumb, they hated her even more.
"I'll use it only to light the torch." She said, and once they were near the tree trunk that Merla and her family lived in, she lit the torch.
"Time to get rid of that mutant." Hice didn't really care about Traya, as her real goal was to kill the child who allowed Traya to grow strong enough to get away from her.
A heavy form of gravity settled on them, and drove all three orcish women to their knees. A voice spoke out of the darkness, and it sent shivers straight to their cores.
'Foolish children. Now you shall pay for your choice.'
"Traya. Kneel." Merla said as her consciousness came out of her void space. Traya knelt down, and had her hand lifted. The band woven into her skin was silver in color, in order not to cause trouble for Vanya, and she attached the silken thread to the band.
"Leril belong to Merla. Traya belong to Merla. Leril now Traya mate. Forever." She put her hand on Traya's forehead.
'Take Leril home. Merla dominate Traya later. Gift of manna. Make Leril happy.' Merla said within Traya's mind. Traya smiled a large smile.
"Take mate home, Traya." Merla said out loud. Traya stood up, and lifted Leril up and out of the fog. After she left, both their faces revealed their happiness at being bonded, Merla looked at the four disappointed orcs in front of her.
"Merla choose good orcs. Cadre. Serve Merla. Find good orc mates. Grammie, Traya, Vantra. All fill needs of cadre." Merla lightly stroked Nelis's cheek, as she was the closest. "Not abandon. Merla make strong. Great, and strong. Like grammies. Like Traya."
"Really?" Nelis asked. "Won't that make us less desirable to other tuskers?" Merla snorted.
"Grammie!" She called out. Laenda appeared, as did Yanna. "Good, Yannie here too." Merla said and grinned. "Both strong orcs, Nelis." Merla said. "Not like?" She asked. Nelis swallowed a lump in her throat.
"They are beautiful." She said softly. "So tall and strong looking, but soft, with large breasts. So capable of feeding a child, and protecting a family." Nelis looked at Merla. "You can make us like them?" Yanna stepped forward.
"I was once as tall as you, and a bit slender." She grimaced a little. "Okay, I didn't have near as much muscle as I do now. I'm much stronger, my manna veins have gotten larger, and my core is larger. Merla did this. She is the chosen of Duality, our goddesses." Yanna folded her arms over her substantial chest.
"It is your greatest blessing to be noticed by her."
* * *
"Vannie, Grammie. Be nice to Nelis." Merla said and had Laenda pick her up. "Rest, follow." Vantra and Tazaa smiled with a wide grin. After the others left, they pounced on the newly submitted orc, and her enhanced body.
They punished her brutally, with such a fierce fucking, while both of them bit her shoulder and neck from the front and rear, Nelis was turned into a puddle of sensations.
Nelis relished this act, as would most any fanger, as after she submitted, she needed this release. She was pounded into relentlessly, but it wasn't easy to tire her out. Her new body had a lot of stamina, and the two older, more experienced orcs were quite willing to show her how good it could be.
Merla grinned at the three who followed along behind her grandmother.
"Merla need rest. Will make strong later." The three others behind them murmured a bit and blushed. Laenda sighed.
"This seems so wrong for someone so young to provide for older orcs, Merla." Merla tapped Laenda's hand.
"Merla ask, not do." She said. "Not act. Just ask. Grammie help, grammie love Merla. Cadre protect family. Sister. Mommas. Tree." Merla's eyes bulged.
"Oh! Protect tree! Need core! Make art-ee-fact!" Merla had an idea pop into her mind after she remembered that the tree was a living being too. It could be harmed, cut, or even burned.
There were now orcs within their small town that had shown some hostility to Merla and Meena already. If she didn't take some precautions, she might lose her entire family, or at least some of them might get hurt.
She grit her teeth as she thought about what could happen. She had to prepare, just in case.
* * *
After preparing an artifact appropriate for the tree's defense, Merla crawled onto the bed with her grandmother and snuggled in to her chest.
"Merla, what about your mom?" Laenda asked her. Merla sighed.
"Momma fed Merla. Need alone time." Merla said and felt her grandmother's arms wrap around her. "Merla tired. Spend lot manna. Artifact. Repair two orcs." Laenda noticed that she had managed to say 'artifact' properly, but thought that it must have been due to her exhaustion. Since she relaxed a bit more, her words were smooth, and flowed better.
"Cold, grammie." Merla said softly. Laenda pulled the fur over them both.
"When will you finish the pouch?" Laenda asked.
"Soon. Give grammie gift too." She snuggled against her chest, and sighed. "Grammie soft, and warm. Love grammie." Merla fell asleep, and soon, Meena slid in behind Merla.
"She's worked quite hard, Meena. All to put some protections in place for you. For an orc so young, such thoughtfulness, and loyalty is unheard of." Laenda said. Meena nodded.
"We'll normally shift our attention a lot when we're young. I had four great loves when I was her age, including my tusker mother, and Mother Queen." Meena blushed, but heard Laenda chuckle.
"I loved my mother that way too for a while. When I grew up, we still had a bit of fun from time to time, but for the most part, my mothers let me grow away from them. Like all tusker mothers do." Laenda said as she pulled Meena in closer. "I wonder if it hurts them like it does us."
"Did you feel that way about Lixiss? Or Taen?" Meena asked. Laenda blushed brightly.
"I did with Taen, and Tazaa did with Lix." That was normal for orcish families, as mothers were responsible for taking the virginity of their daughters, and guiding them into adulthood. "I guess we can never fully separate ourselves, even when it's time." She sighed. "Do you know what kind of artifact she made earlier?"
"Yeah. A series of rain shower heads, but the strange thing is that there was an artifact near the base of the tree that I couldn't understand." Meena said. Laenda frowned slightly.
"Rain showers? But why near the tree?"
* * *
"I'll make that bitch regret her choice." Hice growled as she slowed her pace, and stayed quiet in order not to be noticed. Her two parents were behind her.
"Don't use manna. Use a torch, so you won't be caught." She said. Each of Hice's mothers had a sadistic look in their eyes. They hated tuskers, and now that Traya had managed to get out from under their daughter's thumb, they hated her even more.
"I'll use it only to light the torch." She said, and once they were near the tree trunk that Merla and her family lived in, she lit the torch.
"Time to get rid of that mutant." Hice didn't really care about Traya, as her real goal was to kill the child who allowed Traya to grow strong enough to get away from her.
A heavy form of gravity settled on them, and drove all three orcish women to their knees. A voice spoke out of the darkness, and it sent shivers straight to their cores.
'Foolish children. Now you shall pay for your choice.'
