Crafter [#1]

Imagine you die and get reincarnated in another world.

Now imagine, you wake up in your new body, in a new world, and the first thing that happens is that you cross path with a fucking herd of Orcs! Fabian didn't really know what the fuck to do other than hide and pray he wouldn't be found, because surprise surprise, he was reborn and given a single class - [Crafter]. Meaning? He has no fighting abilities at the moment. The only abilities he had were these three:

[Craft: You can use raw materials to make items]

[Enchanting: You can enchant items to grant them special abilities]

[Storage: You can store items in an outer space storage system]

See!? No combat abilities.

They were all very big men, strong looking and very, very aggressive too it seemed because they were fucking skulls! 'What the fuck am I going to do!?' Didn't the Goddess that brought him here guaranteed his happiness!? Why throw him in the way of fucking monsters- "Huh?" He froze as he felt a breath on his neck, his peripheral vision easily caught the green skin and the large grin on the big meaty Orc's face: "Heh- Look what I found, boys!" His hand immediately held onto Fabian's shoulder, pushing him from behind the tree he had hid, showing him to the entire herd of Orcs who just looked at him... And grinned. "What is a small little cutie like you doing here?" Ah, right.

Fabian, in his last life, wasn't a very attractive guy. Many men and women had rejected him, and outright told him that he was ugly, which made him very self-conscious and ashamed of his physical appearance. So, when he was granted the opportunity to be reborn, he asked the Goddess to make him as beautiful as she possibly could make him, and the results...? Well...

"So, cutie, you wanna join the herd? Why else would you stay in the way of the mighty Thunderstorm Herd of Orcs?" The leader Orc, this big guy with red hair and a braided red beard, grinned with his shiny teeth and tusks: "Of course you wanna join!" Fabian had not even a moment to say anything because right before his eyes, the chief said: "Of course, it's either join the herd or become part of the herd... coin."

"C-coin?" Fabian, as a recently reborn man, small and weak, couldn't help but shiver at that. He did not notice the looks he got, many of them lustful, almost begging him to become the herd's coin! "Yep... You see, we'd sell you as a pretty little slave." The big Orc's hand touched his chin softly as he said: "The name's Thunderfall, or Thunder for short, leader of the Thunderstorm Herd, and from now you'll call me..." Thunder thought for a moment: "Huh, what about it, cutie? Wanna call me Daddy?"

"Daddy!?"

"Yes, just like that, baby."

"N-no-" Fabian blushed. He was just shocked, okay!? "-I'm not calling you daddy."

What the fuck is this shit? He either becomes part of the herd (What does that imply?) or he becomes a slave? Shit, he has to escape these guys.

-Scene Cut-

So, following the Orcs wasn't that easy, considering he was still very much human. The Orcs simply sighed and slowed down for him, much to his embarrassed appreciation. They seemed to be good people, but the threat of being sold as a slave if he didn't do everything they told him to was still too much.

As nightfall approached, the Orcs struggled to make camp, much to Fabian's confusion. They tried to set tents but weren't really able to, but they kept trying and trying until these crude tents began to be made. Fabian didn't know why, but whenever they tried to make something, it would break down. He then helped one of the Orcs set up tent, and he thought it would break down immediately, but it didn't. It stayed still and didn't move at all, much to the Orcs' surprise! Under the order of Thunderfall, Fabian helped the other orcs set up camp, and he was tired soon after. Many - and I mean, many! Orcs offered to share their tent with him while smiling suggestively, and for a virgin like him, it was too tempting but also a little scary. He gave the excuse that he was too tired, and then Thunderfall dragged him into his own tent.

Fabian was scared because Thunder slept barely wearing anything, almost no clothes! In fact, all the Orcs barely were wearing clothes, other than these cloths to hide their private parts. And there were no lady Orcs. He saw no women, and that made him confused... In the middle of the night, while he thought everyone was asleep, he tried to sneak out.

Tried being the keyword here because a few minutes after leaving the tent, he was found out and caught by Thunder. "Going anywhere?" Fabian didn't know this, but the moment he moved, he wasn't as silent as he thought he was. Pretty much waking Thunder up the moment he moved, which Thunder took as a clear message. He followed him until he got a few ways away from their camp, pushing the small and cute guy down, grinning: "So, I caught you-" This little game of course needed to have a prize! "-so, I'll get my prize. Open up!" Fabian had no moment to think. His jaws were opened forcefully by a big and fat green cock that pushed against his teeth and tongue, going straight (There's nothing straight about this) down his throat.

Much to his shock, he had no gag reflex.

"Ooh~" Thunder grinded his crotch right on Fabian's face, making his cute little nose rub against the red hair of his pubes. His hand pulled Fabian's head back by the hair as a smug grin came over his face: "You're really experienced, huh? I don't need to go gentle on you then, pretending to be a soft little flower when you're just another slut-" He pushed Fabian down to the forest floor, his thick fingers pushing against the little slut's hole easily. Huh, it was... wet? Without hesitation, Thunder decided to just take him here and now! Sluts don't need to be treated softly after all. "Heh-" Turning Fabian around, he made the human get on all fours as he began to fuck him like a brutal animal. "-fucking little slut-" His hips were fast like lightning, the slaps of their flash were like thunderclaps, and Fabian didn't even know what was happening anymore.

It was like a switch had been flipped inside his mind because he was melting now.

His hands rested on the ground as he began to drill Fabian in: "Such a cute little whore you are, making so much noise..." He chuckled, his cock pushing in and out for a moment before he stuttered, his hips pausing. He then began to fuck the small human so strongly that it was like he was trying to kill him! Thunder did not say anything more, just grinned as he groaned out: "I bet you were dying to get caught, bitch!!" After all, he left his tent making so much noise! He was basically begging Thunder to follow him, and then he showed him his body in such a slutty way... Thunder was loving this, this little slut must be a gift from the Gods!

Even more so for Orcs, who were cursed to never being able to create things, which was why the majority of them fight with their bare fists and have a really hard time setting up camp. But this lite human? He clearly carries the gift of creation in his fingertips, and Thunder will make sure he keeps him.

So, as his cum filled the little slut, he began the binding ritual. His life essence (seed) filled his little slut, and a new mark appeared on his back, signifying that he had an owner now. He continued to fuck him until dawn, and only stopped once the sun started to rise.

And only because he was getting hungry.