"Wot? Fired? 'ow cum?"
Drugga was awestruck.
"'ve bin' werkin' at dis place 'fer yers. Wai 'm ah fired?"
"Because, Drugga," began his ex-boss, Mr. Greenswatch, "Several of the
secretaries have filed sexual harassment cases on you."
"'Ey!" yelled Drugga. "'f deys dun' wanna 'ave guys lookin' dun their
shirtz they oughta wear tighter shirtz!"
"Drugga..." said his boss. "You're the only person in the office that tried
to undress someone. You're fired."
Rage filled Drugga's eyes as these words came across. With inhuman strength
he threw Mr. Greenswatch's desk over, pinning him under it. He then kicked his
boss in the head until he was obviously unconscious and stormed out the
door. He marched into the office, sent a mean glare to the woman who convicted
him, gathered his things off his desk, urinated on his desk and left the
building.
He stormed down the street, getting odd looks from everyone (most people on
this side of the planet had never seen an actual ork) until he reached his
apartment. Unlocking the door, he walked in, slammed it behind him, dumped
his things on the floor, sat on the couch and scratched himself.
He was still sitting there, watching soap operas when his roommate came home
hours later. Elisa Daligua, who provided the main income for the apartment
as Drugga had a hard time keeping a job for over a week.
"Hi Druggey," she yelled. "You're home early. Fired again?"
"Shaddup," grumbled Drugga. "These goddamn 'umiez, thinkin' 'der all so big
'n tough. Ah odda kick 'der asses..."
"What you really oughta do is just go home," said Elisa.
"Ah can't. Ah chekked all da travell plases 'n nunuvdem go anyware near
'ome. An' ah can't find ah stinkin' map of da place either!" he grumbled.
This sad tale began several months before, when Drugga, his prisoner Elisa
and several of 'is ork buddies decided to set sail back to Drugga's home.
However, a storm sent the ship to the deep, and Drugga and Elisa woke up on this
continent, unable to get to Drugga's homeland. They had since tried to make
a living for themselves in this strange land.
Elisa partially stayed with Drugga because he had developed into her friend
and partially because no man here could really compare with his physique.
Unlike the majority of women around these parts, Elisa didn't really care
that her chosen companion couldn't hold down a job, that he spent most of his
time in front of the TV and that he spent their savings trying to import some
"Fungus Beer," which he now drank compulsively.
"So, 'ow wuz yer day?" he belched.
"Could be worse," she sighed. She sat down beside him and kicked off her
shoes. She put her hand on his knee and he grunted.
They sat there for a few hours, just watching TV. After awhile that got
boring, however, and Drugga decided he would go take a nap. After he was
gone, Elisa watched another half hour of TV, then decided she'd go join him. She
entered the room, and fell back from the roar of Drugga's snoring. She
stepped in, and began to undress. As she pulled off her blouse, Drugga caught a
scent of her perfume. He darted up.
"'oo's fukin' a skunk 'n here?" he yelled. He then saw her. "Oh." He sat
up. "Uhh...serry 'bout da skunk c'mment."
She smiled.
"Accepted," she chuckled.
Drugga then got up and stepped in front of her. With no sense of charm he
grasped the front of her bra and tore it off. She smirked.
"Rough, as always."
Drugga grinned. Nice, round breasts. Medium-sized, not very hairy like his
own kind. He liked a bit of change once in awhile.
She grabbed the back of her skirt and unzipped it. It dropped to the floor.
She lowered her panties in a slower fashion, revealing her brown fuzz
overlapping her chasm.
Drugga's hard-on stood out magnificently. Gigantic in size, she clasped it
with her hand and smiled.
"I like."
She then ducked down and dabbed the tip of it with a little saliva. Drugga
grunted in approval. She then ran her tongue around the nob, then all
around his shaft. She then nibbled the end. Drugga growled softly, to be best
described. She then grasped the cock in her mouth, running her tongue all
around it and sucking softly. Drugga grasped her head and rammed his shaft
further in, and she took a heavy breath from her nose and began sucking
like she was trying to get a marble through a straw. Drugga began to buck his
hips a bit, and then tensed. Hot fluids filled her mouth, which she swallowed to
the best of her ability. She then let go and took a deep breath.
Drugga gave her a moment, then picked her up at the waist and threw her on
the bed. She giggled, enjoying herself. He rolled her onto her stomach and she
soon felt his shaft penetrating her backside. Drugga ground his hips into
her cheeks as she let out a cheer/screech. Sweat began to glisten down her
back. She felt a hot rush inside her. She let out a moan like a dog's howl.
Finally, he withdrew.
"Waaagh," he grunted, as he rolled her over.
Although she was getting used to this, she was already tired. But once he
got going, he wouldn't stop. He spread her legs open and entered her pussy. She
drew quick breaths as he thrust in and out. She yelped a few times, felt
another hot rush inside her and soon after felt her own fluids on her hips.
Drugga then rolled over. He grabbed one of her nipples and began playing
around with it. She moaned.
"Ya know," he grunted. "Ah jus' may be able ta get back 'ome. Ah figer itz
east uv 'ere. Ah'll jus' steal a boat 'n..."
"Later hon, later," gasped Elisa, as she rolled onto him and rode the night
away...