Sera’s poor plan does not work and the noise is so great from the two struggling that it alerts nearby Orc sentries. They descend on your location and you fortunately make a break for it, escaping successfully. The two other party members are not as fortunate, they both succumb to the viscous Orc blows and overwhelming masses. They are both bound securely. Sera and Abby are dragged to the Orcish chieftain who inspects them in his private tent. “No need to colla’ dese two boss.” Pipes up an Orc advisor. The chief nods. “But boss look!” One Orc pulls the pants off the struggling Night Elf, exposing her long slender member.
The Orcs confirm that Sera, still twisting and swearing has female parts behind her big testes. “Well, dese two will make good slaves. But, dis one can’t be allowed to find her way to any Orc female one night, get me?” grunts the Chief. One of his assistants nods and produces a wickedly curved and razor sharp knife. “NOOO! Get back! Filthy Orcs!” Shrieks Sera as the group holds her down and the knife is brought into play. “NO wait! Night elves are dying out! I never got to! STOP!” she screams the blood draining from her face as one Orc expertly seizes her big testicles. Sera can only scream and kick as Abby cries and the Orc makes some quick choice cuts. With a final flick of his wrists Sera is castrated.
The pair are strapped to posts outside the chiefs hut to be used, and used they are. The remaining party can only watch helplessly from a safe distance as Sera and Abby are ridden again and again by any Orc who happens to be passing and feel a need. These Orcs have many brood slaves in their pens, and the pair are thrown in with the rest for use when the Orcs see fit. The once mighty Sera is completely broken one night when she wakes to feel the strong kicking of Orc children in her pregnant belly, all she can do is accept her fate. Abby, who was close to being dominated by Sera easily slips into the mindset of the other cattle, and eagerly accepts her life as human cow.
