An Orc's Duty (TenSura)

A/N: An Orc's Duty was a commissioned one-shot originally written back in September of 2021. Posting it up here and now for people to enjoy!

Themes: Rough Sex, Fucked Silly, Role Reversal

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"Don't let up! We can't stop now!"

"Fight on, brothers! Just a little longer!"

"T-That's right, reinforcements are on their way, so we just have to-gak!"

To call the scene a battlefield would not be an understatement. In fact, one might go one step further and call it what it truly was… a massacre. Scattered around the massive warehouse are numerous hulking orcs of different shades of green and brown. Each and every one is covered in rippling muscles, with huge statures that make it clear they're the cream of the crop when it comes to the orc race.

And yet… they're losing. The battle they're fighting is one that must be fought. It is a never-ending battle, one that simply can't be helped. They must fight, because if not them, then who? When the orcs had originally joined the Jura-Tempest Federation, they'd agreed to several conditions for their membership. Some of these had seemed tough at the time, while others had seemed fair and reasonable. They'd accepted all of them because joining the Jura-Tempest Federation WAS worth almost any price.

Still, one of the conditions of their joining… it had turned out to be something of a trap. Something that the male Kijin had slipped into the deal when the Demon Lord Rimuru wasn't looking. The orcs who had been involved in negotiations… they'd thought nothing of it. Taking THAT responsibility off of their Oni brothers' shoulders… why, it would be a pleasure, right?

After all, orcs were built for battle and breeding. Fighting and fucking. It was their entire purpose, was it not? So, something like this… it should have been easy for the thousands of orcs who had joined the Jura-Tempest Federation to handle. Unfortunately, they'd thoroughly underestimated the task at hand.

"I… I'm not gonna make it brother…"

As the battle continues unabated, as orcs are thrown to and fro, a tender moment takes place off to the side. One orc lays out on the ground, while another cradles his head under one arm, while holding his comrade's hand in a tight grip.

"No! No, you WILL make it. Just a little bit longer! Geld is coming!"

For the briefest of moments, the laid out orc's eyes gain a bit of light back to them.

"K-King Geld? He's on his way?"

Tears prick at the other orc's eyes, and he nods hurriedly.

"T-That's right! He's going to arrive any second now and defeat the enemy! You'll see! You just need to stay conscious so you can watch with the rest of us!"

"Heh… sounds… nice…"

"It'll be great! Brother! Brother, stay with me!"

But the other orc is already gone, his eyes rolled up in his head, his tongue lolling out of his mouth. It's a horrific and perverted expression that he's making, the sort of thing that normally orcs made appear on the faces of the females they fucked, rather than the other way around. Sniffling, holding back his sobs, the second orc slowly reaches out and tucks his comrade's tongue back into his mouth, closing it shut.

Then, he sets the unconscious orc down and slowly rises to his feet, turning to face their Great and Eternal Adversary… the Wicked Oni known to them as Shion.

As orcs charge at her, she doesn't push them away… rather, she grabs them and pulls them close, moaning wantonly as she pulls their solid, rock-hard bodies against her own voluptuous but nevertheless firm and nigh-unyielding form. Indeed, Shion is completely naked, her body imminently fuckable… but it's all a lie. A trap, if you will.

As beautiful as she is, as voluptuous and curvaceous and downright sexy as she is, her gorgeous form hides a terrible strength… and an insatiable and utterly incomprehensible lust. Even to the thousands of orcs who have joined the Jura-Tempest Federation, Shion's sex drive is insane. Even to the monsters literally built for fucking and fighting and nothing else, the Evolved Wicked Oni is too much for most of them.

No sooner has she pulled one orc close then he's busting a nut and sent flying from the force of his ejaculation, his seed spraying through the air but barely touching a disappointed Shion before she turns to the next orc.

This… this is their endless task. This is their responsibility, handed down to them by the exhausted and immensely relieved male Kijin. This is the never-ending battle they've been roped into. Apparently, Shion had always had a high sex drive and had always needed regular release in order to properly function in society… i.e., not trying to fuck and rape everything in her general vicinity.

The problem was, with her evolution to Wicked Oni, her sex drive had climbed even higher right alongside her power. The male Kijin simply weren't enough to handle her anymore. They needed something even stronger, something built for this sort of thing. They needed… the orcs.

One would think this would be right up their alley, but the orcs struggled just as much as the Kijin. Still, this was their duty to their Lord, and they would not shirk it. Because even the orcs felt a fondness for Rimuru at this point, and even they feared that Shion might kill Rimuru with her passion if she were allowed to let loose in the Demon Lord's presence. And even if he DID survive, it wasn't like they could have their leader spending all his time trying to satisfy Shion's endless lust.

Even Shion agreed that this needed to be done, though it made the battle the orcs were in no less dire. And EVERYONE agreed that it was best if the Demon Lord Rimuru was kept in the dark about their terrible secret.

So yes, it was not inaccurate to call what was currently taking place a battlefield. Certainly, the orcs all treated it like one. Many of them bravely assaulted her, only to be quickly drained and tossed aside, if they weren't outright thrown by their own ejaculations. However, there was a plan. Every thrust, every caress, every slap and grope… all of it was done with a purpose.

That purpose was to build up Shion's pleasure and delay long enough for Geld, the Orc King, to arrive from his latest construction shift and take her down. He was the only one among their number who could possibly be counted on to put Shion in her place… that is, face down, ass up, and fucked silly like any female should be before an orc.

However… on this day he was running late. And as the orc from earlier slowly stands up, leaving his ahegao'd comrade laying behind him, a certain righteous fury overtakes him. Growling, clenching his hands into fists, the hulking orc has tears streaking down his cheeks as he points at Shion.

"YOU INSATIABLE BITCH!"

Battle stops at his cry as everyone freezes for a moment, staring at him in mild disbelief. Even Shion turns in his direction, her small smile revealing her enjoyment of all of this freezing up as she looks at him. But the orc doesn't back down. He takes one step forward, and then another, his massive cock bouncing from leg to leg as he does so.

"WEEK AFTER WEEK, WE TOIL AND STRUGGLE AGAINST YOU! NO MORE!"

His words ring out through the warehouse as Shion cocks her head, the Wicked Oni looking at him curiously, like one might look at a particularly interesting and colorful insect. His brothers, meanwhile, are completely bewildered by his behavior. Or at least, some of them are. The veterans to this duty… they recognize what's happening.

"I, HURZATS OF CLAN NUGNOT, SHALL DEFEAT YOU! I'M GOING TO PLOW YOU INTO THE GROUND! I'M GOING TO FUCK YOU SO HARD YOU NEVER THINK ABOUT SEX EVER AGAIN!"

Stepping even closer, he reaches down and gives his massive orc cock a hard tug, spraying precum all over the ground between him and the naked purple-haired Kijin, as if firing a warning blast across her bow.

"WITH THIS COCK, I WILL BREAK YOU! COME AND GET SOME!"

Her smile widening just a bit, the Wicked Oni spreads her arms wide invitingly. Obviously, the boastful and furious orc takes this as mocking and lets out a massive roar of anger before racing forward at her.

A moment later and he's sent flying, his cock spraying his seed all over the place as Shion looks disappointed at the attempt. The orc in question lands right next to his fallen comrade, but there's no one around to tuck HIS tongue in as he too ends up with a humiliating ahegao expression. As the newer orc fighters' shoulders slump and their momentary hope is lost, the veteran orcs all just nod as if it was exactly what they expected.

It didn't happen often, but sometimes an orc snapped and had a mental breakdown on this duty. It wasn't for the faint of heart. Certainly, the realization that they, the orcs, were not the apex sexual predator, was a hard pill to swallow. But at the same time… orcs had no place performing heroics. There had never BEEN an orc Chosen One. No orc had ever been 'destined' to succeed by the higher powers. Rather, the strongest orcs were the strongest and that was that.

A sudden giggle from their target reminds all of the orcs that they have a job to do, and the battle is soon rejoined as Shion continues to prove utterly insatiable and entirely unstoppable. However, all is not lost… because in the end, their reinforcements DO finally arrive.

"He's here!"

"The King! Make way for the King!"

"King Geld is here to save us! Finally!"

Entering through the warehouse door sometime later is their King, the orc, the myth, the legend… Geld. Taking one look at the scene, Geld grunts and shucks off his jacket, shaking his head.

"Sorry I'm late."

And then he wades forward towards Shion as the other orcs all back away, knowing that their battle is done and that their leader has finally arrived to save them. Shion's smile only grows wider still as the otherwise silent Wicked Oni reaches for this latest challenger, her eyes glazed over with arousal and filled with a manic desire to be fucked silly, to be plowed senseless.

Luckily for her, Geld can give her what she wants and what she needs. Even as she reaches for him, he reaches for her. As a High Orc, Geld is probably one of the handful of people who can handle Shion. Not in a fight, mind you… an actual battle between the two of them would be much dicier and who could say who would win and who would fall. But in a sexual situation like this one?

… Shion is face down, ass up in a moment as Geld easily wrestles her jiggling, wiggling body into position. His cock plunges inside of her and she cries out in ecstasy as her insanely powerful, incredibly tight Oni insides clench down on his shaft. Unlike the others, however, she doesn't make the Orc King immediately cum.

Instead, he begins to fuck her relentlessly and powerfully, and over the next while, all the orcs in the warehouse can only watch in awe and amazement as their leader takes Shion to plow town, as he does what they, in all their multitudes, utterly failed to do. But then to be fair, orcs weren't supposed to have to team up to fuck a woman anyways. It was always supposed to be more personal than that, a one on one experience that ended in a creampie and resulted in the woman hopefully getting bred with orc babies.

Of course, even after all these weeks, Shion had never gotten pregnant from King Geld. But those who had noticed as much kept quiet about it, instead deciding to focus on his success against her, rather than his failures. And indeed, the Orc King is very successful.

Shion is left naked and ahegao'd in no time, covered and FILLED with Geld's cum as she twitches and spasms pathetically in pleasure on the ground before him. The still-conscious orcs all around them both cheer on their leader, thrusting their fists into the air as they hold their bruised sides.

"THREE CHEERS FOR KING GELD!"

"HOORAY! HOORAY! HOORAY!"

Geld, for his part, just looks down at Shion and lets out a tired sigh before shaking his head and turning to his subordinates.

"Right then, get out the board and chairs… and get me something to drink!"

""OF COURSE, YOUR MAJESTY!""

In no time at all, the warehouse floor is transformed into a classroom, of sorts. All the chairs that were stacked up along the walls until this point are brought down and put to use by the orcs who are still conscious. Meanwhile, Geld is given a big mug of his favorite drink and is sipping at it, sitting at the head of the class as they all settle in with a huge board beside him.

Using a piece of chalk, the Orc King looks at his subordinates expectantly.

"Right then! Let's go over what happened, and what can be improved upon for next time! I know I was a little late, but we can't always rely upon me to be exactly on time! So, let's think up some tactics for how to stall for more time until I can get here!"

With that, the debrief begins as orcs begin calling out ideas, even raising their hands first and waiting to be called upon. Slowly, the board begins to fill up, some ideas sticking, and some being crossed out after a bit more workshopping.

Meanwhile, as Shion lays behind the 'class', still face down and ass up with a fucked stupid expression on her face and cum all over her body, a cleanup crew walks in and grabs her by her feet, dragging her out back and dumping buckets of water on the purple-haired Kijin to begin cleaning her off. Several of their number then break off and head inside, starting the process of sanitizing the building around the Orc King and his class.

In the end, it's just another week in the Jura-Tempest Federation for the orcs and their King… and they'll do it again next week, because it's their duty.

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