The Banana Slug: Boy, Ogres! Ogres are one of many races without females in-game. Along with murlocs, dreadlords, Furbolg, gnolls, satyrs…sea giants, kobolds…

…Wow, there are so few females in Azeroth…

LustCraft

By The Banana Slug

Chapter 13: We Smash You!

Deep in the woods of Redridge Mountains, there a female High Elf by the name of Freja Morningblade sat on a fallen log, her arms crossed angrily.

She had fair skin, long red hair, a freckled face, and glaring blue eyes. Her figure petite and her breasts at the size of AA, but her body could still turn heads. She wore a brown dress with a skirt that ended just above her knees. A brown leather belt strapped against her waist and a large shield strapped to her back. She had long brown fingerless gloves that ended at the elbow and brown leather sandals that ended below her knees, her fingers and toes poking out respectively. On her belt were a collection of potions, a hearthstone, and a long yet slightly rusty metal blade. And finally, around her neck was a collar with a glowing blue stone at the middle of it.

Freja sighed in annoyance as she waited on the log, tapping her fingers against the bark impatiently. She then heard a loud set of footsteps, causing her to whip her head to that direction.

Before Freja were four ogres walking over to her, one was the two-headed variety who goes by the name of Mo'Gushol. They wore red loincloths, red tattoos, and incredibly large with large guts. They all carried chests, five of them, with three of the ogres carrying one and Mo'Gushol carrying two.

"And where were you boys?" berated Freja as she leapt up from the log, walking to the ogres, "I have been waiting for you four for hours, how hard is it to raid a simple caravan?"

"No easy," growled Mo.

"They shoot us, guns, no arrows," growled Gushol.

"We get what can," grunted another ogre, "We get haul, uh?"

"We'll see," sighed Freja. She was the leader of a small posse of bandits, forced into this line of work after the Fall of Silvermoon and the Rise of the accursed Blood Elves. Freja watched as the ogre's opened the chests with their bare hands, the contents causing her jaw to drop with disbelief.

"You…idiots," she hissed, as the contents were filled with garments and furs, no gold in sight, nothing of true value.

"What? We do good?" grunted Gushol.

"No!" berated Freja, "I wanted gold! Gold! You do know what gold is? This. This isn't gold, it's clothes, fabrics, and the pelt of a dead animal. I. Did not. Want this!"

Freja sighed and rubbed her forehead as the ogres looked at her, looking at each other while the grumbled.

"Shut up," she sighed in annoyance, "The fabric should cost around 65 copper, and the fur about 32 copper, so all together, it is 97 copper. Split that up to the five of us, it should be 19 pieces of copper each…"

The ogres looked at her with distaste, growling at the low pay, holding their clubs threateningly. "Not enough! Need more!" growled Mo.

"Hey! You have yourselves to blame!" scolded Freja, "I told you to get gold and you…"

"You say chests! No say gold!" growled an ogre in rage.

"We take all clothes!" growled Mo.

"We get money!" added Gushol.

Freja looked at them with disbelief, shaking her head slowly. "You…you double-crossing wretches! I know it's chicken-feed, but I need that money too! You will not do this to me! You good-for-nothing brutes!"

"We want more than small copper!" grunted Mo, "We want better pay!"

Freja shook her head in disappointment, breathing out angrily. "If only you four were not expendable, what is it that you want?"

The ogres then huddled up, muttering to each other in Orcish, making sure the elf couldn't understand their language as they conversed. She gave them one thing, they knew what they wanted, whatever it was.

The ogres turned back to her with dark smiles. "We decided," announced Mo coldly.

"Yes…we want…your body!" growled Gushol with a sadistic smirk.

"My…body!" she yelped in surprise and anger, she then yelled angrily, "You want me to fuck you ugly beasts? Never! How dare you even insinuate such an act! It's…it's simply barbaric!"

"Then…we go," growled Mo.

"G'bye, boss," grunted Gushol. They all turned around and began leaving with the area with said chests. Freja stood around, contemplating and swearing to herself. She was in a moral crossroads, loose her dignity or her money. Lucky for the ogres, she had the mind-set like a Goblin. She quickly ran over to the ogres and stood before them, looking away and putting her hands together nervously.

"Listen, boys," she admitted with half a heart, "Perhaps…I haven't treated you like…living beings. But this has been a very, very, VERY dry month, and…if I have to do this just once, I promise that we'll get more treasure and gold."

The ogres looked at each other, unsure of her words. She grunted and called out in frustration, "Look! Summer is coming soon, and that means more trading through our area, and that means more profit. Have I not paid you well since our partnership? But, if you insist on…sexual payment if I have to keep you…I will, just this once."

"You good boss, elf-lady!" laughed Mo, "No worry, we make sure no hurt to you!"

"We like you, this why we want snoo-snoo you!" bellowed Gushol gladly, "You got sexy little body!"

"Apparently," groaned an annoyed Freja, "Just don't break anything. Now, remove those loins, let's see what we are working with."

The ogres chuckled as they dropped their red loincloths, revealing a sight that made Freja gasp in shock and blush wildly. Their cocks were 2'2 inches wide and 1'9 feet long, with testicles the size of grapefruits. However, Mo'Gushol actually had a 3'2 inches wide and 1'11 foot long cock , and balls the size of cantaloupes.

"Like what see?" chuckled Mo.

"Uh, don't you start with me, Gushol!" threatened Freja.

"I Gushol!" grunted the ogre head.

"I Mo!" growled the other angrily.

"Sorry," she sighed with a low head. She looked over the group of ogres and their large dicks, trying to choose which one to sleep with first but, of course, decided to have her two-headed second-in-command saved for last.

Freja walked over to one ogre, who smiled dumbly down her as she glanced emotionless at him. She looked down and saw his fat cock, limp and flaccid before her. The elf fell on her knees and placed her right hand on his shaft slowly, and her other hand on his scrotum, slowly stroking them both.

The ogre grunted as his cock grew harder and harder, her hand stroking his rock-hard shaft slowly, her fingers rubbing against his uncircumcised dick slowly. Her left palm stroking his fat balls slowly, playfully rubbing the fat nuts and lightly bouncing them in her hand as she masturbated the beast.

She moved her head forward and licked his tip, looking up at him slightly before returning to flickering her tongue against his pink tip. The ogre sighed as he pressed his fat hand on her head and rubbed it softly.

The elf lifted the cock up and gave one long lick from the end of the shaft to the very tip, the ogre couldn't help but moan at her actions. After that lick, she moved her head away and let go of his fat shaft. She closed her eyes and took in a great deep breath, before opening her mouth and quickly plopping the penis right in.

Freja began sucking on the cock, slurping and moving her tongue around the shaft as she fellated him, groping his testicles like a man with a woman's breasts, rubbing them and feeling them up. A drip of saliva left her lips as she moaned and gagged on his shaft, her lips squeezing against the shaft as his hand continued to rub her hair affectionately.

The ogre grunted as his boss sucked his penis, groaning and blushing as she looked up at him with puppy-dog eyes. She bobbed her head back and forth slowly, letting go of her hold of his nuts and wrapping her hands on the part of his shaft she couldn't fit in her wet mouth.

She closed her eyes as she moved faster against his shaft, moaning slightly as his penis twitched and got wet. The ogre grunted too, panting heavily as he was about release his seed.

Freja grunted as her cheeks puffed up, her eyes giving a wide expression of shock, the left twitching violently. She quickly slid her mouth out, closing her mouth as a string of semen from her lips connecting with the ogre's weakening cock. Without a moment's rest, she turned around and spewed out a load of white semen out her mouth and onto the grass, creating a small puddle of his cum.

She looked at him with annoyance as she gave a slight gulp from what's left, then saying to him, "…No more blowjobs…"

One ogre came to her slowly, his hands reaching out to her as she looked back at him with a sigh. Freja put her hands on the grass as the ogre from before moved away, her rear pointing at the incoming ogre.

He lifted up her skirt to reveal her naked butt, tight and round. She looked over at him with a pout as he slowly rubbed his cock, getting it ready for her.

"Not too rough," she said to him, "I may be pretty, but I'm somewhat fragile."

"So pretty!" grunted the ogre with a dumb smile, drool escaping from his jaw. He grabbed her side with one hand, part of her dress clenched under his hand keeping her rear in view, and the other hand reaching to her slit. He began rubbing his finger against the lips, causing Freja to breath heavily. She looked down as the ogre was rubbing the tip of his index finger against her lips softly, she winced when he would brush against her clitoris.

He would pull his finger away, her sex now moist and wanting as Freja began to pant softly. She grunted as she felt the tip of the ogre cock press against the lips, her eyes wide with shock. She then yelled in surprise, her mouth hanging down as he slid as much as he could into her sex.

She grunted and moaned with every pound into her pussy, already blushing from the start. His ogre cock slid back and forth as his balls swung around, the beast chuckling with pleasure as he felt her wet juices entice him to go faster.

"Anar'alah belore…" she whimpered as she was fucked, panting loudly as she lifted her head up and closed her eyes. Biting her lower lip as she kept quiet as possible as the ogre used her body, slowly getting faster and faster.

"Must go faster," groaned the ogre.

"I agree," panted Freja, who kept her composure as the ogre rammed faster into her. However, she whimpered and winced now instead of her controlled pants, her body trembling at his presence.

She panted with a smile as the ogre pressed his hand on her rear and stroked it as he pounded rapidly into her sex. With this, Freja started to get comfortable to lay her arms and face on the grass with her ass in the air, moaning softly and smiling as the ogre enthusiastically pounded into her sex.

"That's…the spot…" she panted out, her face red and sweating as she smiled. She moaned loudly as the ogre grunted tiredly, pounding more wildly into her as he grabbed both sides of her cheeks.

"Elf so soft!" grunted the ogre. With a growl from the ogre and a whimper from Freja, his white seed spurted out her sex lips and dribbled down her legs and onto the grass, her sex leaking some of his spunk out as he slid off, falling on his butt back on the grass.

"I was…almost there…" panted out a slightly disappointed Freja, getting back on all fours and groaned in exhaust.

"Me next?" grumbled another ogre.

"Yes, yes, calm down!" she said, stumbling up and resting her hand on a tree as she walked over to him, her hips swaying and her arms crossed together. She then ordered the ogre, "Sit down." He groaned as he did so, his cock erect up in the air.

"Impressive piece," she complimented, "Almost sorry this will be the only time we do this…almost." She turned around and lifted her skirt up, revealing her rear to the ogre as she descended slowly down on him. She winced as she felt the cock go up her pussy, sliding right up. She smiled when the ogre put his hands on her waist, her feet resting on the grass as her rear pressed against grunted as he began moving her body up and down, bouncing her on his cock as she panted and whimpered with every pound. She whipped her hair around as she rested her hands on her legs, trying to stop them from quaking.

She moaned loudly as she was close to the edge, her eyes tearing up from the pleasure. "Uh! Nh! Go faster! Do it! Go faster!" she commanded quickly, which was responded with her body being pounded into like a rag doll. She yelled out in ecstasy as she was fucked like this, her legs moving around without control as she was way to close to the edge.

"Endala Adore! Endala Adore!" she whimpered out over again, grinding her teeth together as the ogre used her body so rapidly.

She finally let out a tired moan as her body quaked, pressing her hands on the ogre's as she panted heavily. Her eyes still tearing up with pleasure as she felt her body react from the intercourse.

The ogre stopped to let her rest as she was panting heavily, sweating profusely. She looked at him, still panting and sweating. "You…don't have to stop," she let out, "You can…keep going."

She turned back around as she felt the thrusting resume, she regained her composure even though remnants of the orgasm still lingered in her person. Personally, she was surprised that these ogres were behaving themselves.

"Elf lady so good!" groaned the ogre bashfully.

"Erh, thanks," she moaned out, feeling him pound her faster and faster. Her mouth dropped and her eyes shut closed as she felt the penis pump into her wet pussy, her body drenched in sweat and blushing wildly.

She let out a pant and a moan as she felt his warm cum shoot up her sex and down his shaft, causing her to coo in pleasure. Freja put her hands on his belly, lifting herself up as he let go of her sides. The ogre grunted and laid on the ground as his dick went incredibly limp.

"Well boys," panted Freja, facing Mo'Gushol as he stood before her with his massive erection, "It's just you…and me."

"It gonna feel good with us, elf-lady!" grunted Mo proudly.

"We make you feel real good!" chuckled Gushol. Freja sighed and shrugged, walking over to the two-headed ogre and rubbed his chest. She smiled softly at him and tilted her head.

"Alright, but don't be too rough," she said to him, "Not unless I say so." She turned around as the ogre's grabbed her waist, she replied with bending down slightly. His fat monster cock pressed against her sex, the tip rubbing against the wet lips.

"Get it in slowly," she ordered. The ogre did so, sliding the monstrous cock slowly into her pussy. She clenched her teeth and eyes, feeling him fill her up as she felt his cock slide into her.

She grunted and moaned with every slow thrust he gave to the girl as she stood, looking up at him with her sweating blushed face. The two heads grinned at her as they screwed her, feeling her tight vagina constrict around their massive cock.

She turned around as she looked down, her hands pressed on her knees. "Okay…go faster," she ordered, "I'm…I'm ready…"

She whined loudly as he did as she commanded, pounding into her pussy like a wild animal. This wasn't what Freja meant, but she didn't really complain.

There was no way she could keep her composure, going through so much and with a partner with an Olympian member. She moaned and yelled in mindless pleasure, the ogres not holding anything back with her as she was fucked insanely.

"By Quel'Thalas!" she moaned out, "It's too much! Don't stop! Don't you stop! Ah! Endala Adore! Alah'ni Shano! Nyah! Ah! Ah! Ah!" She whimpered as she felt another wave of pleasure hit her body, causing her whole body to tremble. She panted and sweated as she hung her head down as the ogre still fucked her sex like a wild animal. Mo'Gushol grunted with every thrust, her tight womanhood and her flawless body almost made him fall over heels for his boss.

He kept on pushing and pushing his fat cock into her pussy as sweat dribbled down his chest, while poor Freja was still sweating like a dog in heat, even her tongue was out during the whole tryst.

"Boss!" grunted Mo, "Me can't hold no more!""Me too!" moaned Gushol.

"Don't! Let it go!" moaned Freja, "Give it to me! AH! Shar'adore Ano!" And with that, she heard the two heads roar with tire as she felt something goopy and excessive spew into her pussy. The ogre's cum gushed out her slit as it created a puddle down below, her legs shaking as the ogre gave hard courtesy thrusts.

The ogre groaned as he let go of Freja, causing her to fall down on the grass in a state. She slowly got up with the ogres looking at her with concern.

"You okay, elf-boss?" grunted an ogre.

"You no look so good!" added another dumb ogre, "You dirty with seed."

"That…would be all your…fault, uh," she replied, Freja then pressed her hand against her crotch, only to pull it back out and see a handful of semen in hand.

"Disgusting!" she let out, "I have got to get this waste off." One of the ogres took this as an invitation, so he reached into one of the chests and pulled out a long bride's dress. He rushed over and began wiping her legs and sex with the dress as a handkerchief. Freja was not amused by this act, growling with frustration as she yelled, "Hey! Hey! Back off!" as she slapped at his arm, the ogre backed away.

"I wanted to clean this junk off, not for you to just come out of nowhere and…" she stopped when she looked over at what he was holding, "Is that…one of the cloths we stole?"

"Uh, yup," replied the ogre. Freja quickly swiped the dress and began slapping it at him angrily, the ogre shielding himself with his arms. "You idiot! You just ruined it with your damn ogre butter!"

"But they use clothes to clean butter!" pointed out an ogre. This caused her to freeze as she quickly looked back, seeing the ogres cleaning their cocks with some of the clothes as well.

"Stop it! You morons!" she screamed, catching their attention, "You are ruining the value of those cloths! We just fucked and you are already ruining the bounty! …And my legs are still covered in cum!"

The ogre she was berating dug into the chest again and grabbed another cloth, this time a blanket and proceeded to wash Freja's nether-regions and thighs. She responded with yells, threats, and slaps at his body.

"Did you listen to a damn word I said?" she roared angrily. She sighed in rage and shook her head as she scratched her head.

"Okay, I am going to take a bath," she said, "I want you four to clean up these fabrics, maybe we can still get some coins…despite you wiping your splooge all over them!"

"Can we come with?" asked one ogre.

"No!" she snapped, quickly fuming as she stomped away to the nearest river. The ogres watched her as she left, grabbing new pieces of clothing to wipe their cum off their regions.

"What her problem?" asked Mo.

"Me know one thing," said Gushol, "We no get pay…"

The Banana Slug: Boy, does she switch personalities quickly! :PSo, take your pick! Lazy writing or Bipolar Syndrome. If Lazy Writing, my apologies if you think that way, if Bipolar, then at least we know who the father of the Panderan Brewmaster is. XD