A bar of soap and a towel await you after untying the bag open. You look at it bewildered beyond belief.
Why did you have these items?
“Can’t wait any longer Boruk?” Kagan asks from behind you. You turn to see the other orcs had finished their arguing and are staring at you.
“Personally I can’t either. If I’m forced to accompany you, I might as well take full advantage of it,” Lurog mutters indifferently.
You look at the two orcs as they open their own bags and reveal their own soap bars and towels. You’re not sure you like where this is headed.
Kagan and Lurog place the items on the ground before making way to their loincloths. In one swoop moment, the two undress and remove their clothing. Draping it on the grass as they stand completely naked in front of you.
This was unbelievable! You couldn’t believe what they were doing. You feel astounded and embarrassed but more than that, you feel intrigued.
You look at Kagan’s equipment as it hangs gracefully from his tall figure. His cock is short two inches of a foot but it made up for that in girth. The green dick was wider than your own with low hanging large balls. Surrounded by a small messy bush of dark brown pubes, Kagan’s cock was incredible!
Glancing over to Lorug you look in surprise to see his cock is even bigger than yours. His lengthy dick extended a good few inches over yours and is surrounded by a forest of black hair. Lorug was a hairy guy so it only made sense. You notice how his treasure trail is now on full display as it connects to his bushy pubes. Lorug’s member, however, seemed to be lacking in girth as it was thinner than both of yours. But with that impressive size, you doubt it mattered. A pair of hefty balls hung from him and as you glance up from his cock, you notice he has looked over to make eye contact with you.
“Boruk? Aren’t you going to be joining us?” he asks you. His expression is serious but with a hint of confusion. You don’t think he’s noticed that you were too busy ogling their schlongs to undress.
“Wha- I… umm… don’t know,” you stammer awkwardly. Your face felt warm again. You would have to investigate later if an orc’s blush was noticeable but for now you just hope it isn’t.
“Don’t worry. Nobody ever shows up so we won’t get caught bathing today,” Kagan reassures you, mistaking your flustered tone for concern.
Your assumptions were right. These two had been planning to bathe today. And it seemed that you unfortunately had been roped into it. You weren’t sure if you could handle this so suddenly upon just meeting them and tried to seek a method of escape.
“Now hurry up and join us. We don’t want to jump in without our new hut member,” Kagan says and places his large hand on your shoulder. It feels comforting and taking a quick glance at the lake brings back the desire you felt before.
You felt your embarrassment disappearing as you surrender to the urge. Accustoming yourself to an orc’s actions and behavior.
“We’re all orcs after all,” you reason with yourself, “and there’s no sense of shame in three male orcs bathing together.”
“Sure,” you say as you give in. “Let me get ready.”
You turn around and take off your loincloth, freeing your large cock and balls from its entrapment. They hang freely in the air as you feel a sudden sensation of comfort. Throwing your loincloth to the ground, you turn to face them and give them a thumbs up.
“Let’s go Boruk!” Kagan shouts and hops into the lake. Water splashes everywhere, as a result of his weight and large size, mostly landing on you. Leaving you drenched.
Lorug, having stepped to the side in advance, walks calmly into the lake before submerging himself in the cool water. The two then begin to envelop themselves in the lake’s water as you walk over and join them.
The water feels cold on touch but after entering the lake, your large body accustoms to it naturally. You look at Lorug and Kagan and find relief that the lake hides the lower half of their bodies. Seeing their cocks constantly would have overwhelmed you.
You watch the orcs use their bars of soap to scrub their bodies. Lathering their muscles generously as suds form over their massive chests and defined biceps. The white soapsuds contrasting against their dark green skin as a thick layer forms over their bodies.
Preparing to mimic them, you realize that it’s more or less the same way you’ve done it before. Except that your new body made it much more different.
Your lanky and thin body had been replaced by a brawny and huge build, muscles bulging and developed in areas that were once nearly nonexistent. It looked like being an orc now even made the experience of bathing distinct.
Using your rough larger hands, you rub the soap bar over your smooth and broad chest. Over the valleys of your huge pecs and defined abs, feeling their firmness and power. The foam lingers in between the creases of your muscles as you wash yourself, making sure to control your strength and not scrub too hard.
Your thicker hands make the process easier and you move on to your arms. Washing your forearms, you notice their width and length, built with muscle as you move to your biceps. Your biceps are huge and rigid. You can feel their solidity as you rub them with the soap bar, making sure you cover all of your wide and thick muscles with soap.
After quickly washing the front half of your massive body, you believe that you’d done a good job. You’re about to move on when a tap on the shoulder startles you from your actions.
“Boruk, while you’re here do you mind scrubbing my back?” Kagan asks you. He holds his bar of soap to you and gestures to his back. Kagan’s torso is covered in suds from lathering himself in soap but is missing any trace of soap on his back.
“I guess so,” you say weakly. Was this what orcs did for one another? You assume with their large muscles that they couldn’t reach their backside. But didn’t that mean you wouldn’t be able to either?
Deciding not to focus on it, you wash Kagan’s smooth and wide back, feeling the rough texture of his skin and his sturdy physique. You can feel his robust muscles and abundance of strength through his back, and feel a slight tinge of awkwardness.
“Alright I’m done,” you tell him and return his soap bar. Relieved it was done.
“Great! Now let me do yours.”
In an instant, the orc is behind you, scrubbing your back. You want to tell him to stop but find yourself lost in his sturdy washing, as he scrubs you. The pressure is the right mix of softness and roughness as he rubs your broad back. Before long you don’t even remember why you were trying to object in the first place.
“Looks like you didn’t wash here too good.”
A deep voice awakens you from your haze as you feel a pair of large hands begin to scrub your pecs.
“Wait! Kagan! What are you doing?” you yell in surprise. His thick fingers grope your pecs as he lathers them with soap and rubs your chest. He brushes your nipples with soap and gently massages them, making you feel a sudden rush throughout your body.
Kagan’s intimate actions and the close proximity of your naked bodies only result in a proper response from your body.
You feel you dick hardening as it extends to full mast underwater. Your cock is now erect and over a foot long… and completely invisible to the orcs. The blue hue of the lake’s water safely hiding it.
“Fuck! I can’t get a boner now!” you think, arousal coursing through you, your dick begging for relief.