"Yo dad!"

 

Axmont yelled through the entrance way of his dad, Axdro's, house. It wasn't unlike his dad to not respond, so he was quite used to having to scour the house for his father, but for you, each step he took to find his dad was another hell, another smothering underneath his toes. Eventually he came across a door with intense moaning coming from the other side. Axmont was used to it at this point, and wasn't afraid to bang loudly on the door.

 

"Dad, I'm here!"

 

"Axmont, My boy! Come to see yer old man have ya? I'll be out soon."

 

Axmont sat outside the door ignoring his old man's grunts and the masculine roaring evidently coming from whoever he had over. While he was sitting he removed his boot and dropped you out from the insole. The first gasp of fresh air was revitalizing, bringing you back from a shriveled husk to something more resembling a sentient being. While you were free from your cage, Axmont gave you a sneer and was about to stuff you in his pit before the door opened and two orcs emerged from the room. Axdro slapped the other orc's ass as he left, who then greeted Axmont. As the other orc left the room he had a question for his dad.

 

"Was that the Chief of the tribe?"

 

"Yeah and what about it?"

 

"Right... anyway."

 

If you thought Axmont was big, his dad must've counted as a giant, even to other orcs. Axmont was beefy, his dad was ginormous. He had a thick beer belly coated with thick, course hair, and pecs that popped off his torso like nothing you had ever seen. All in all he was probably around 9 feet tall, half a foot taller then his not fully grown son. Everything about his was wide and thick, but his height helped him retain somewhat balanced proportions, with shoulders wider then his hips, but still with an ass wide enough to smother at least three men at once underneath, if not more. His hard cock was proudly on display, something that was apparently normal in orc culture, but it was currently dripping with cum, evidently a leftover from his time with the Chief. Looking closer you were horrified to see at least three fairies incapacitated on his monster cock. You cower in fear in Axmont's hand.

 

"Oooo what do we got here! A gift fer yer papa?" He laugh bellowed at what was apparently a joke.

 

"No dad, this one's for me."

Axdro's eyes widened. You couldn't help but be confused as to why this would be shocking, Axmont was definitely the kind to have tortured, many fairies before you. He was cruel, unforgiving, and mean.

 

"So yer keeping this one? You gonna inject him with the potion I gave ya?"

 

"Already have, trust me, this one's a keeper."

"Well would you look at that! I never thought I'd see the day Axmont would keep a fairy!" He looks down at you and stares you directly in the eyes "Ya know yer a real lucky one. I've been telling Axmont it's time for him to get a fairy of his own, but he hasn't been able to help himself. He always said he enjoyed stompin ya out too much, something about seeing the light leave yer eyes."

 

"Alright that's enough dad, you can't talk to it like that, it'll start getting ideas of being an equal or some shit. I was hoping I could get ya to... take him for a run, I know how much tradition means to ya."

Axdro hugs his son tight at the news, apparently this was some kind of tradition. 

 

"Of course I will son! Now go one home while I take care of the runt."

 

With that, Axmont walked back out of the house, leaving you alone with his father. 

 

"Listen here kid, Axmont told me not to talk to ya, but you deserve to know what's goin on here. Ya see it's traditional that when orcs get their first fairy to keep, a sacred bond is formed, keepin them tied for life. It's to show everyone they're strong, they know what they're doing, they have a fairy of their own. But my boy Axmont... my boy Axmont's never been one for tradition and prefers to dispose of his fairies for his amusement. Yer here with me because it's also traditional for an orc's dad to try out his boy's fairy to see if they're up to snuff."

This was... sounding a lot like marriage. This was marriage right? You were currently being evaluated by his dad to be bonded for life with him. That's definitely marriage.

 

"I know my boy's quite the handful, but you'll get used to it. Don't worry, by the time I'm done with ya, Axmont is gonna look like an angel sent from heaven. Now... where to begin?"

 

 

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