VENTI - Rolling the Vice (Patreon)

Woah, did I say last story? I meant... second-last story. We missed a Venti, so before the month ends, we've brought it to your doorstep. Enjoy!

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Chef flipped through his notes one last time before clearing his throat. He had read through most of his copy of Behemoths and Booty, getting a grasp for most of the rules. He’d invited some of his closest friends to get together and test his talents as a Battlemaster, but he’d had trouble coming up with a twist to make his game interesting. Thankfully, Tips had lent a hand with some ideas of her own.

“This story takes place on the outskirts of Yall, a well-protected kingdom in the south,” Chef explained. He glanced over his rulebook at the gathered party. Honey, Boss and Pine had gathered with their character sheets, dice and snacks set up around them.

“While the city remains safe behind its walls, caravans and patrolmen have been attacked by the local tribe of orcs trespassing into their territory. The lord of Yall has called upon you heroes to track them back to their camp and stop their raids by whatever means you see fit. So if you could introduce yourselves…”

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“Thanks for the lift, stranger.” Boss hopped off the rickety old carriage, leaving the party beside the woods near Yall’s border. Boss looked shorter than ever as her halfling paladin, the curvy little beauty clad in layers of iron and leather armor. A sword that one might have thought too big for her was slung across her back.

Pineapple had returned to his elven bard, still clad in his skirt, high boots and hooded cloak. His short sword was sheathed to keep his hands free for his trusty lute. He plucked a few notes before Boss gently urged him to put it away.

Honey was the newest one to the game. She wasn’t entirely clear on the system but Chef had talked her into trying it out. Her eladrin barbarian (with a few experience points put into bard) was dressed in a bearskin loincloth, a chainmail bikini barely covering her boobs. Her puffy pink hair hung behind her in a single massive mane, exposing her pointed ears. A pair of maces were holstered on either hip. Some streaks of white and black magic warpaint ran across her face.

“So what? Where are the orcs?” Honey asked uncertainly.

“Well they’re probably camping in the woods,” Boss explained patiently. “They can’t stay out in the open and not get caught.”

“I could lure them out with a show!” Pine declared proudly.

“I think stealth’s our best option here,” Boss corrected. “If they’re knocking out whole patrols, we’re gonna want the upper hand.”

She nodded towards Honey. “You got some points in Hunter, right?”

“Oh! Uh, yea I do, hon. What, do I like… roll that?”

“It’s kind of a blanket outdoors skill, so yea. That should help us find some clues and sneak up on them.”

There was a clatter of dice overhead before Honey’s eyes lit up.

“Ooh! They’re over there, honey!” she chimed, pointing towards the woods with one of her spiked maces. “Orcs definitely that way.” She pursed her pouty lips in thought for a minute. 

“So what’s an orc again?”

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The others explained what was going on while they hiked through the woods. They reached the orc base before long, several large huts built out of the surrounding trees. They decided to start picking them off before starting a full on battle, so they started to sneak around the edges of camp. Boss was weighed down in armor and Pine’s abilities revolved a musical instrument, so that meant Honey taking point. There weren’t many guards to be seen, so they made it towards the man hut pretty easily.

“Think we’re all clear,” Honey reported before she went jogging up to the biggest hut in camp. The others winced as they heard the meaty clapping of her ass cheeks slapping together under her loincloth, easily audible from a dozen yards away. Honey paused as her booty was still jiggling to a stop.

“Hey, hon? I rolled a 1 on the dice. What’s that mean?”

“Son of a-” 

Boss’ groan was cut off as a dozen roaring orcs charged out from the neighboring huts. The party put up a quick fight but they were swiftly overpowered. The party was disarmed and bound before being dragged into the hut before the chief.

The chief was the biggest, greenest orc they had ever seen. He was also crammed inside a cage beside his throne. Sitting on his throne next to him was a calmly smirking goblin, her dark curls bobbing just shy of her shoulders. One of the burly orc guards was fanning her with a large palm branch.

“Well looky ‘ere! That was some decent sneakin’, but I’ve sleepwalked quieter than that.” Gretchen scanned over the prisoners. “What we gonna do with a few cute little captives like you?”

“You could always let us go,” Pine offered as he eyed up the surrounding orcs.

“And waste an ass like that? Not a chance,” Gretchen scoffed. She snapped her fingers as she leaned on an arm of her oversized seat.

“’Ave some fun with ‘em before we let ‘em go.”

“What?! Seriously, Chef!?” Boss snapped.

“It’s right here in Tips’ notes. Don’t know what to tell you.”

“God dammit, Tips…”

Boss grumbled right as the orcs grabbed her armor and started to rip it off her tiny body.

“Okay, this quest just got REAL interesting,” Honey mused as one of the orcs grabbed her by the hair. A thick green dick rammed into her mouth, its hardness forcing its way past her plump lips. Honey gave a startled squeak but she was quick to open her mouth and let it slide its way inside.

Pineapple felt a pair of broad hands grab him as an orc’s cock pushed against his plump butt cheeks. The much taller orc tore off his underwear with reckless lust before pushing Pine onto his stomach. He felt the muscular male force Pine to raise his hips before plunging his dick between his cheeks. Pine’s eyes widened as he gave a long, high-pitched moan, starting to hump his hips back against him.

“Ohhh! That’s so big,” Pine moaned.

“At least don’t encourage them!” Boss scolded as the orcs removed the last of her armor. One of the barely dressed warriors rammed his dick into her mouth, getting her to grunt as she shifted it around in her mouth. She wasn’t expecting a second one to join him, both cocks ramming and smearing precum as they dueled to fit into her mouth.

“Hey! I’m still a small-class creature here,” Boss spat out as she wriggled against her bonds but failed to break free.

Beside her, Honey had simply given into her “roleplaying.” She moaned and boobed her head, sucking off her first orc more eagerly. She raised her bound hands to stroke off another one waiting beside her, just for an even bigger male to shove her onto her back.

“Oof! You’re lucky I like it a little rough,” Honey warned as the big green beast of a man sat on her chest. He planted his balls over her mouth, forcing her to suck on them as he ground his cock up and down her face. Honey nuzzled against it rather than fight a losing battle, deciding to enjoy herself in the process. She raised her hips and spread her thick legs, letting her loincloth fall aside and offering up her pussy. Another horny orc licked his tucks and lips as he accepted the offer, pulling her legs to spread eagle and force himself inside her. Honey’s eyes rolled as she moaned beneath the bigger orc’s balls, vibrating her tongue and lips against them until his cum splattered across her face, leaving a fresh streak of white among her face paint.

Pine’s gaping mouth was quickly filled as another orc moved in front of him. He grabbed Pine by the hair and shoved his dock down his throat, making the redheaded elf shudder heavily. He raised his bound hands to fondle his new captor’s balls. It got him to groan and thrust harder into him. That in turn made his booty push back against his original orc, taking his dick deeper up his ass as they used him like a finger trap.

The happily moaning and grunting Pine rolled his tongue around the front orc’s shaft, quickly working him towards a climax as he clenched his bowels around the one at his rear. He could hear the wet squishing of the accumulated spit and precum lubricating his holes, and the grinding of his lengthy dick along the gryphon-skin rug beneath them sent some pleasant tingling of his own through his lower body.

When the orcs both came inside him, it overloaded his senses. The rush of sticky heat filling his thick cheeks and clogging his throat made him shudder, spurting a pulpy mess of his own cum across the carpet. The orcs gave a few deep, final thrusts before pulling back out of him, letting him breathe a sigh of relief.

“Oh, that was so good,” Pine purred. “Can I have a turn in you guys now?”

Boss found herself snatched up by one of the larger orcs. He grabbed her by the thighs, bending her legs upward until her ankles were past her ears.

“I forgot orcs got Grappling automatically,” Boss grunted as she was contorted to leave her legs and pussy spread out.

The halfling quickly found herself sandwiched between the brawny bodies of two orcs, crushed by their muscular midsections as they rammed themselves into her ass and pussy. Her suspended position left her with no way to steady herself beyond their grip, getting her to shudder as the hung creatures buried their dicks deep enough inside her that she could feel their heads bumping against each other in her lower belly.

“Oh fuck! Oh fuck!” she started to pant, just for her mouth to be smothered shut by an orc’s embrace. Even his lips and tongue were bigger than hers, letting her eyes go wide as he smeared her mouth with his hungry saliva. She could barely rock her hips, but she did as best she could as her horny little body tried to accommodate its unexpected guests.

Bumping her stubby lower body back and forth, Boss’ eyes rolled back in her head as she felt a hot burst of semen flood her tiny pussy. It overflowed from her tight slit, making her body quiver so much that it drove the other orc into cumming along with his partner. Her asshole clenched tightly shut as she felt each glob squirting into her bowels, dripping out of each of her holes onto the floor of the hut.

Gretchen was lounging back in her makeshift throne, rubbing between her legs as she enjoyed the live entertainment. One of her orcish goons pulled Honey into his lap, shoving his cock up her ass and pulling on her hair to get her to bounce her booty on his rod.

“Oh my god, hun! You know I like it like that!” Honey cried passionately as she twerked her ass. “Makes me… honey, I’m gonna…”

It wasn’t so shocking when Honey orgasmed over the orc’s lap. What did surprise everyone was when the bard-barian broke into a long, high power note that seemed to echo through the hut. It filled the air and their ears for a few drawn out seconds before the orc behind her orgasmed, flooding her cheeks with a thick streak of cum. He immediately collapsed behind her, dropping her to the floor and snoring loudly.

In fact, all around the hut the orcs were crumbling to the floor. They fell fast asleep as soon as the note ended, leaving the trio of cum-soaked adventurers staring blankly at the scene. Even Gretchen seemed affected, slumped back in her seat and dozing quietly.

“What the hell was that?” Boss asked.

“Guys get real tired after they cum. I’ve seen it before,” Pine added helpfully.

“Okay but not like this!”

Honey looked around with a blank expression as the sound of shuffling papers sounded overhead. “Oh… ohhhhh okay. So those points I took in Bard? I only got a couple spells from it, so I took Sleep Song. I thought that would be a good one. I just didn’t know if I had enough mana to actually use it.”

“There is no…” Boss bit her tongue. “Great. Good work, Honey. Now can someone get my ropes so we can tie these bozos up and go get our XP.”