Your cock is bigger. There's no way you could miss it, you've seen it every day of your life. It's not just slightly bigger either, there's a good two extra inches of length to it making it stick out eight inches from your body. It's thicker, too. Looking up and down the length you notice another small change, it sticks out from a thick nest of dark pubic hair rather than the lighter amount you had before. You look up at the orc, who's standing there just looking pleased with himself.
"What's happening to me? What are you doing?" You have a lsight tone of panic to your voice. Most guys would kill to have their penis simply grow bigger, but it didn't happen. You know he had to be doing it.
"I told you. You came into orc lands, you were by my home. I must deal with you, those are the rules." He gives a nod of his heavy head, taking the ladel back over to the barrel and filling it again. "It is good this works, or I would just kill you. It is good you came in my territory, others would have just killed you. You are lucky." You have to woder just how lucky you are as he returns with the ladel full of the strange smelling water.
"Drink." It's not a request, you can tell. If you refused he'd likely just force it down your throat again, anyway. But something in the back of your mind tells you it has something to do with what happened to you. You press your lips together and clench your jaw, refusing to take a sip. Sure enough Jozal reaches forward and pries open your jaw with little effort. Sticking his finger in your mouth to hold it open. He pours the liquid down your throat, and you're forced to either swallow or drown.
So you bite his finger. It doesn't achieve anything more than to fill your mouth with the metalic tang of orc blood. He draws his hand back, looking at the teeth marks along his finger. "You have fight. That is good. But you need to learn to not fight me." He reaches down and begins to untie his loin cloth, tossing the scrap of leather aside. He wraps his hand around his quickly stiffening member, twelve inches of throbbing meat pointed directly at you. He looks you up and down than shakes his head. "You bite." He walks over to the barrel, dipping his hand in the water and then rubbing it up and down his cock. He walks around behind you, and you try to look over your shoulder to see him. You can't, but you can feel the head of his wet cockslowly push between your ass cheeks.
You try to clench youself shut, no way are you going to take that. But that doesn't stop the orc, he drives into you like a battering ram, parting your hole with his thick cock. You let out a yell at the sudden pain of being spitted on so much meat, but it tingles inside you. He begins to slide in and out of you, every thrust rattling the chains that keep you suspended.
You tug on one of the chains, your mind screams at you to free your hand and stroke your own cock in time with Jozal's frantic pounding. You whimper softly, your throbbing cock and balls bouncing around as he uses you. It's quick and it's rough. As he thrusts into you one last time, you feel his cock swell inside you. Suddenly your gut is filled with a flooding heat as Jozal unloads shot after shot of orc cum inside of you. The filling of you insides is enough to send you over the edge, even without a hand on your cock. You feel an orgasm wash over you, your cock twitching, but nothing comes out.
The orc pulls out from you, and you expect to feel his cum dripping down from your used ass, but it all stays inside of you. He walks around to stand in front of you, looking not at all surprised. "What.. why didn't I?" Your body is still flush with heat, even your skin feeling on fire.
The orcs grins, showing off sharp teeth in a wicked smile. "Your body needs it." He steps back a little to look you over, giving a satisfied nod. You look down at yourself, your skin looks darker, especially on your cock, where it looks almost greenish. Even your nipples seem to have taken on the more verdant color. You also notice where your feet once barely reched the floor, you can now easily plant both feet on the ground. the pubic bush around your darkened cock seems to have gotten even thicker, a dark line reaching your navel.
Your eyes go wide again, you look up at Jozal in a panic. "You're making me like you."
"Yes. That is the rule. You come into orc lands, you will join the tribe or die." He heads over to a pile of furs and lays down. "Sleep. You need it. The change is hard on the body." He rolls over and soon you hear the heavy sound of snoring drifting from the orc.
Despite your best efforts your eyelids begin to droop, and soon you are drifting off into a deep sleep. A sleep plagued by dreams of Jozal using you in every way imaginable.