A gasp is all you can manage as you're grabbed from behind. Two hairy and meaty hands wrapping themselves around your stomach. "BROTHER'S COMPANION LOOKS STRONG, MY COMPANION WILL LOOK STRONGER!". You turn your head and see another orc behind you. His black beard tickling your shoulder as he presses his chin against it, rubbing into you as a laugh escapes between his tusks. He frees you and pushes you forward, stumbling you trip over a chair and fall on your back. The bar patrons have made space for you, as you look up and can only see this orcs full glory.
His six pack coarse with hair, sweat dripping from it. The hair extends to his arms, covering them, but doing nothing to hide the intense muscle packed into this orc. You are fairly certain he has the strength to snap you in half at a moments notice. As he approaches, you can't help but have your gaze drawn lower and lower, seeing his black pubes leading to an erect and wanting green dick. Without a word, he grabs the back of your skull and gives it a tight squeeze. You instinctually yell in pain, and then are quieted as this orc makes use of your mouth. His shaft inserted instantly, stretching your mouth painfully around its girth, and causing you to gag from its length. He rocks back and forth, thrusting harder and harder as you barely manage to breath.
You worry for your own life, this brute is going to kill you before he's done! But... it feels so good at the same time. To be dominated by such a mighty creature, by a true inheritor of this world! Your eyes focus on this orc, as you feel your mouth reshape around his tool, your new tusks perfectly holding his member. Your own mouth enlarging as you no longer find yourself gaging, instead your focus shifts to absorbing the scents of your brother. His cock quickly leaves you mouth as he seems pleased, "NO CUM YET! MORE ORC, MORE ORC!" You can't help but agree, you want to be more of an orc.
You go to stand, and find the orc quickly punching your chest. "STAND WEAKLING, STAND PROUD ORC!". You try again, and the same happens, than again. Each punch seeming to cause your body to expand, muscle surging. At first black hairs burst from your hairless chest, then your pecs expand to match the size of your head. The surge of growth expands further with the third hit as below your pecs you feel meat build, a six pack now fully formed, and quickly overtaken by green. You take the forth hit with pride, enduring it and standing next to the companion. He gropes your muscles tightly, the pain that you should be feeling moving away to pleasure.
"GOOD ORC, NOW ARMS!" You look at your arms instantly, they're still weak and puny, and the smell the pits give is just... you think for a moment and can only find one thought escaping your lips "NOT ORC STENTCH, NEED FIX!" You instinctually run to the other orc and lift his arm, sniffing his pits than your own. With each sniff of his, you feel your own changing, assimilating to match the smell of the orc. As the smell becomes more and more savage, your arm follows suit, the armpit stinking of orc, and the arm now large and green. You flex and laugh, as the other orc responds with a headbutt. You reel backwards, clutching your head as your dick fully rises from the pain, the orc quickly joining you on the ground as his tusks surround your still human dick.
You grunt, feeling this orc toy with your manhood. His hands cupping your balls, then giving them a rough squeeze. With each squeeze you feel your balls and cock strengthen, your orcish nature now overtaking your new green legs and moving to complete your package. The sacks grow, your human seed being converted to strong orc seed, and your prick becoming bigger, thicker, and hairer. With a yell, you release your load into your companion, who drinks it eagerly than stands in front of you. "STRONG ORC, GET OFF GOOD. NOW MY TURN!"
You can't help but grin, your new orcish mind only thinking of sex with your new companion, so how will you let him get off...