Kurdan and The Sacred River - page5 (Patreon)

The minutes slowly passed, the unknown assailant seemingly quite happy with being buried inside of Kurdan’s entrails. Kurdan wasn't quite as happy, gritting his teeth as the pain began to grow inside him. He kept moving his hand around his belly in a circular motion to soothe some of the ache. What he felt next only caused him to gasp in sheer astonishment.

Something moved under his skin, against his fingertips. Then came the sensation of water...or something liquid, gods know what, filling the orc inside. Kurdan watched in horror as his fingers began to spread while the belly beneath those digits began to swell slowly. Whatever this thing was it had started moving again, his rump getting smacked as the tentacle in his rear frenzied as continued pumping more and more into the orcs unwilling bowels.