/pco/ - Promotions

First up some orcs, with accompanying flavor text:

>The savage chieftain M'Zurga and her tribe. Surely, she believes, if further great hardships were to befall the Orcish race, they will be due to the poor leadership and the hardheaded nature of Orcish males. To this end, she and her tribe drink strong medicine to ensure that the majority of children born will be female. And they assault vulnerable human villages on the outskirts of the human kingdom, not only for the supplies they hold, but most importantly, for the human males who live within them, who they repurpose and convert to Orcish mates just as they repurpose and convert these human villages into Orcish strongholds.

>It is well known, after all, even within the human kingdom, that the offspring of a human and an Orc, despite the mixing of their blood, is still undeniably Orcish, as the Orcish blood is stronger. And the Orcesses of M'Zurga's tribe take a great satisfaction in watching as these human men become accustomed to the Orcish ways, willing fathers to Orcish children, whose former human wives or sisters, mothers and daughters can only watch in helpless despair as they embrace the superior, Orcish females. Watch... and help tend to the many, many Orcish children that will be born.

>The young man, Edelbert, is the son of a man who claimed to be a soldier, but who their fellow villagers considered a crackpot and a liar. Regardless, the man had taught his son some rudimentary sword fighting techniques before one day telling him that he had received a message by carrier pigeon and had to leave the village at once. Living with his aunt and her family, who mistreated him, saddened and alone, Edel grew discontent over the years with his life trapped here in the village as a fisherman's apprentice. Edel would constantly think of adventures like the one his father claimed to have gone on and wished for something more in his life.

>When the Orcesses invaded the village at dusk, many stronger human men either attempted to flee or simply surrendered in fear. Edel was one of the few who had attempted to defend it, despite the treatment he and his father had received. The Orcesses had been instructed by M'Zurga to only kill if necessary, particularly these human males who attempt to defend their own kind. Their courage and loyalty will make them particularly fine breeders once they have been claimed by Orcesses.

>Due to the Orcess attackers holding back due to M'Zurga's instructions, Edel even managed to draw blood against one of the Orcesses assaulting his aunt's home. Not a mortal wound, but enough to send this Orcess into a rage. Just as her mounting anger causes her to rush the young human, a strong hand falls upon her shoulder. "Go to the side and lick your wound, fledgling," the chieftain speaks. "This human is mine."

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>"For the good of Orcs." In their tongue, it is "Ork'ga Th'rok Kaa." The phrase has many meanings, many interpretations and its translation from the Orcish to human dialect is not precise. Suffice it to say, it implies a general sense of elevation for Orcish kind, of improvement, betterment. Human men fathering healthy litters of Orcish pups, children that bear little resemblance to them and will be raised in the Orcish way, is "Ork'ga Th'rok Kaa." Every human male who is taught his place in Orcish society is "Ork'ga Th'rok Kaa."

>But for a chieftain, an obedient mate who breeds Orcs is not enough. She must be sure of her judgment, certain of her decision that she has chosen the most worthy human within their village, a most worthy mate to father exceptional young. It is not a matter of simple obedience, of breaking the young man, for if that was what M'Zurga wished alone, she certainly could have done so by now. No. It was a matter of whether that streak of courage and spirit she had seen in the young man could be reinforced, strengthened in the Orcish way.

>Weeks, months have passed since the fishing village of Brisby was sacked by the Orcess tribe. The claimed human men of the village already were accepting their new roles. And while not all readily admitted this, some had even begun to take great enjoyment in the act of mating with an Orcess. The constant unprotected and unrestrained sex, wildly rutting whenever the Orcess felt the desire, had become normal to the men, a daily part of life. And so it was in this way that every claimed man of the village, young and old, has now dutifully impregnated an Orcess, created new Orcish life inside of her with his human seed.

>Except, that is, for one...

>During all of this, and during the initial raid on Brisby, M'Zurga, the stalwart chieftain, had drank a very powerful tonic, a medicine strong enough to negate her Orcish fertility. While the other men in Edel's village were only taught their places, M'Zurga taught him his place and then watched to see how he would respond to these lessons.

>The young man was becoming stronger, physically and mentally. But still retained a spark of his independence. M'Zurga was pleased. For one week, she stopped taking the strong medicine. And then, on the day of a successful hunt, where Edel savagely slew a wild boar as skillfully as any Orc could, she could no longer wait. Seeing him fight the massive hog, wrestling with it before ultimately slitting its throat with his knife, was a type of pornography to M'Zurga.

>The two mated vigorously and for a very long time within the shaded forest. Edel had improved in this regard, too. As she rode him, M'Zurga could see a defiant look in his eyes. He bucked against her like a young stallion. Wishing to assert himself. To claim some foothold of if not dominance, of acknowledgment, as a male and as a mate. They switched positions several times, M'Zurga even briefly allowing him to be on top for a time, though he always would end beneath her again. Mating fiercely and for as long as possible was essential in making strong, healthy children. When Edel finally cried out as he shot his seed into her, M'Zurga was sure she would, as was typical of an Orcess, bear a healthy litter of three Orc pups. There was no cuddling after their act was over, but the two of them panted for breath together, sweated together, both aware of and content with what had transpired.

>But, nearby, one of the magical creatures of the forest watched on, curious. These rare lizard beasts could sense the magical energies of the world and their presence usually correlated with some meaningful event taking place...

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>As Edelbert cries out as his orgasm overtakes him, M'Zurga continues to ride him, but rolls her hips slowly now, coaxing the young man's cock into emptying all that it has into her. The expressions on their faces in this moment are quite telling.

>Look upon them for a moment.

>Study them.

>The expression Edelbert wears here is similar to the one all of the human men of Brisby wore in the end, old and young, both former husbands and their sons, when their bodies and minds were driven over the point of no return by the Orcess who claimed them. For a sizeable portion of these other men, perhaps a third of them, this had occurred months ago, on that first night when the village was conquered. For those, the outcome of their Orcess's efforts was now readily apparent in her large and swollen, pregnant belly. Soon, there will be a mass ritual, just as there was a formally conducted mass ritual of breeding following the unplanned and chaotic orgy, there will be a gathering where all equally expecting Orcesses will deliver together. Their human mates and these men's respective former wives and families will be made to watch, the human females will be made to assist in the deliveries, and as the air fills with the first squalls of healthy, newlyborn Orcish pups, a finalization of this knowledge will be etched into the human's minds: just as a coupling between a human male and Orcish female is natural and undeniable, so too is the outcome of Orcish children who typically bear little resemblance to their fathers.

>During their mating, Edel had kept smoldering eye contact with the Orcess, his face almost an animal's snarl as the two of them rutted. But now, admirable in M'Zurga's opinion as his display was, that was over with. Now Edel could only shout with urgency and moan, his eyes squeezed shut in submission, acceptance, as he clutched at M'Zurga's powerful figure, his cock spasming and erupting inside of the Orcess chieftain.

>M'Zurga's expression here reflects her approval of such a worthy young human mate. Of course, like a rare comet burning through the sky, in this moment of shutting his eyes, Edel does not see this pleased grin on the Orcess's flushed face. He has blinked and it is gone.

>This pleasure is one side of a duality of feelings inside of M'Zurga, both valid, yet mirrored. The soft pleasure she shows here, not only at this inevitable outcome, but with the progress her chosen mate has shown, with the promise and validity he has thus far exhibited in proving himself to be an exceptional choice, is contrasted by a swelling and savage urge echoing inside of her to shout out at the top of her lungs as if victorious in battle and proclaim conquest in her kind's language. A deep, primal feeling of dominance and superiority, knowing that her healthy young human mate's bloodline has now been forever diverted, what was once a human lineage, has now been redirected and made Orcish -- as was natural.

>Both of these exist within her in this moment, simultaneously equally pressing and equally true.

>As Edel's seed is welcomed into M'Zurga's fertile womb, the voyeuristic magical lizard beast's eyes flash. A ripple had been formed in the world's magical energies... For good or for bad, it was impossible to say. Not that there wasn't some indication of what may occur years from now in the glimpse of these possible futures the creature had for a moment divined, but rather, because a lizard beast, magical and rare though they may be, is not capable of speech... and cannot tell, even if they wished to, what exactly it is that they had sensed and seen.

>It is known, though not often discussed, in Orcish tribes that while exceedingly rare, it is not impossible for an Orcish child to be born who does indeed bear some signs of their human lineage. And while their Orcish lineage is still undeniable -- the concept of a "Half-Orc" is human foolishness, a desperate attempt on their part to delude themselves into believing their blood was not all but extinguished in a union between human and Orc -- there is something about these Orcs, an inherent difference, slight but meaningful enough to stand out.

>The great Gur'ulak, the first of the chieftain warriors to unify the majority of the tribes and clans under his leadership years upon years ago, bore striking, flaming red hair and carried himself with calculating and strategic demeanor unfamiliar to the majority of Orcs.

>The strength of the coalition he had formed had maintained itself for generations after his death, only crumbling when the distant descendants of this once unified Orcish Nation no longer recalled the edicts he had enacted.

>And so the tribes splintered once again into tribalism and lawlessness...

Source: http://www.hentai-foundry.com/pictures/user/cedargrove

Segue into original stuff by Kumi-Pumi:

http://www.hentai-foundry.com/user/Kumi-Pumi/profile

http://saltyconch.tumblr.com/

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Accompanying short story: http://www.hentai-foundry.com/stories/user/Kumi-Pumi/15740/The-Minotaur-Lair

Some tentacle stuff.

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An ongoing comic sequel to the above pictures.

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Latest page so far.

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I'll post more later, but that's all for now.

And that's about it for the Kumi-Pumi stuff. I'd post the Slipshine comic (The Peeping Orc), but I only have the preview pages of it.

Next up: http://www.hentai-foundry.com/user/RupertEverton/profile

Forgot a couple Kumi-Pumi pics.

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Thank you for reminding me Ovens did a fantasy series call Balst a while ago.

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