"Uncle Orc" (closed for HornyPussycat21 and Sugar_Cookie189)

[Strangebuddy]

Name: Skit
Race: Orc
Age: 43
Appearance: 6’3 with a muscular build. Despite his status as a plantation owner, he still keeps in shape aside from a slight pot belly. Has rough hands that clash with his manicured nails and a clean smile with a chipped left tusk. His face and chest have a couple of long scars (one over his right eye and one down the middle of his chest). Has brown eyes and a wild tuft of hair that he keeps unkempt.

Skit loaded a picnic basket into the stage coach and then made sure that there was plenty of room for his guests’ belongings on top of the pile of presents he had already bought for them. After kicking the wheels, making sure the horses were properly reigned, and cleaning away some dust from the leather seats, the Orc nodded at his Halfling driver and climbed up into the ebony coach. As the driver cracked his whip and the thorough-bred horses started went from a walk to a trot, Skit surveyed his lands.

The Orc had been one of the many young soldiers to make out like bandits from the Cerulean War. His lands, which were now filled with fields of crops and livestock of all types, had once been a small human kingdom and a forest in which a large tribe of elves had lived. Now, as he looked over the fields, filled with workers, the land’s former tenants were all scrounging about, making sure that the wheat fields would be ready for the early harvest and that the pigs would be ready for market come next Tuesday.

It hadn’t been hard to conquer or even enslave the populace. While the fair races and dwarves had been confident for years in their superiority, they had come to see the goblinoid races as inferior beings and allowed former sources of conflict to drive wedges between them. No one noticed what goblin engineers built out in the bad lands or cared when Orcs, still dressed in anumal skins, began to start making wise investments and securing resources from unclaimed lands. The fair races had no idea of the schemes that were discussed in caves while hobgoblins and bugbears pretended to be the mindless brutes human and elven mothers would tell their children about for a laugh. So when hobgoblin armies managed to conquer several kingdoms in the course of a month without even a single loss, the fair races had no idea what to do and were too divided to mount any serious resistance.

Of course, it was hard to get a fire under rebel fighters when casualties had been kept so low. The new system for raiding had allowed the Goblinoids to conquer without even needing to fire a single crossbow bolt. They would go to the edge of a castle keep or town, and then use trebuchets to launch huge groupings of pig bladders that had been inflated with sleeping gas. The raiders would then don breathing masks and use grappling hooks to enter. When the town or castle’s inhabitants woke up, they would find themselves chained up in the townsquare with all of their weapons being melted down or broken as an officer bid them good morning and welcome them to the United Goblinoid Nation.

Of course, it wasn’t enough for the towns and castles to be conquered, Skit and his fellows made sure to act a lot “nicer” than their ancestors. Instead of raping and pillaging and selling the conquered peoples to slave markets, they offered medicine, clothing, and food in exchange for “service agreements.” The new leaders would blame the current problems any settlement had on the previous leaders and then bring new technology and housing in exchange for a “little work.” Of course, the agreements were difficult to get out of and only expired after nebulous conditions were met, making the fair races just as much of slaves as if they were collared and being marched naked through an auction house.

The coach stopped as a wagon full of chickens passed. As the coach stood still, a small group of children came running out to knock against the door until Skit leaned out the window with a big smile and a hand full of candy that he passed out to them. One of the girls in the small crowd, a small elf with sandy-blonde hair spoke up.

“Uncle Skit! Take us with you. We want to go to your Summer House too!” She said, a pleading look on her face.”

Skit ruffled her hair and chuckled, “Maybe when you’re older Bridget. Besides, I think you’re supposed to be studying for your spelling test.”

The little girl and the other children pouted though their miid picked right up when Skit pulled out another hand full of candy and tossed it to them before the coach pulled away. ‘Uncle Skit’ that was the persona Skit had cultivated ever since he took over his plantation. While he was still everyone’s master, he was also the person who made sure food got distributed equally, disputes got settled, and helped plan and even cook the feasts for celebrations. While some child labor was necessary to make the plantation as profitable as it had been, Skit made sure the children still received an education (with some censorship regarding atrocities committed by goblinoid kind), could celebrate their heritage, and even took time to play with them. This side of him had served Skit well and had been hailed as a very progressive stance by his peers. Of course, Skit did genuinely love being able to have such a relationship with his slaves, especially the children, whom he adored.

That was part of the reason Skit found himself heading towards the thatch house that was on the edge of his property. One of the first couples to join his plantation had come there with two beautiful girls that Skit had immediately doted on. Skit set aside time every week to visit with them and planned a yearly trip for the three of them. The two of them were like the nieces he never had and watching them grow up had been one of his favorite innocent pursuits.

Of course, this visit wasn't as innocent as the fishing trips they took when they scampered around his knee. While Skit and other Orcs tried to pretend they had freed themselves from their savage ancestry, they still had the same hunger for supple flesh and warm bodies that their slaves provided. They’d never make a move on a child of course and they did their best to make sure their couplings with slaves were consensual but they could only fight their lust for so long. Skit had been having trouble focusing for the past month, ever since he had finalized the trip. He had watched the two of them grow up before his eyes and now he wanted to let them know how much he appreciated the two of them, both as his surrogate nieces and two gorgeous women.

The coach pulled up in front of the house and Skit leaped out, trying to keep his excitement hidden.

“Girls? Are you ready to go?” He called out, heading towards the door.

 

[HornyPussycat21]

Name: Venessa Reiler
Age: 21
Race: Golden elf
Appearance: Curvy, but fit 5'6'' frame. Although she usually goes out with her father to help him in the fields, her skin in smooth and soft to the touch. Her 36D breasts, slim waist and wide hips give her a hour glass look that always seems to make men stop and stare, at least until they get themselves under control. Her eyes are a dark, forest green, extremely different from her fathers brown and her mother blue. Has long, honey blonde hair that falls mid way down her back in waves, before turning to beautiful corkscrews at the ends.

"So, do you know what he's planning on doing with you two this time?"

Vanessa ran her fingers through her hair, pulling it up high on her head before tying it up with a blue ribbon. "l'm guess we're going fishing again. Well, l mean he'll probably go fishing and we'll swim in the lake while he does. l mean, that's what we usually do." She sighed as a few strands of hair fell loose from her ribbon, falling around her face. While, it did look cute, it sometimes got annoying. Especially on hot days, much like today. All this morning she was out in the field with her father and half the time she was messing with her hair, trying to keep it out of her face.

She turned and looked back at her father, Philip, watching him as he ran a cold, wet rag over his forehead. She smiled and said, "I'm going to try and talk him into taking us to the next town over. People are talking about that town opening up a lot of stores. Most of which we done even have here."

"No," He turned to look at her, putting the rag down. "Venessa, l'm fine with you going out with Skit to his summer house. You know l have no problem with that because it'll only be the three of you. I know he can watch you. Now, l don't think it's a good idea for you to go to a town, that you don't know, that's filled with a lot of people, who l bet Skit don't know either. lt's hard enough watching you and your sister here. With people we've all grown up with!"

She sighed and moved her hands down to her waist, rearranging her blue belt, or at least looking like she was. Actually, she was just tugging and pulling at it. Something she did whenever she was upset with something or someone. She was 21. Her father shouldn't even have a say in what she does. Now her little sister, sure, but her?

Philip watched his daughter for a few silent moment. He knew she was upset. The belt tugging was a pretty good give away, she always tugged on her clothes, ever since she was a small child, when she was upset. That added to the big, sad eyes she got and the pouty lips. She kind of made it hard not to give her whatever she asked for. "Venessa, look baby girl. lt's not that l don't want you to go out and have fun, but l just do, l don't think Skit will think it's a good idea. You can ask bu-"

She looked up at him and smiled before throwing her arms around his neck. "Thank you, dad! Thank you!"

He chuckled and patted her back. "Don't thank me. You still need to try and talk Skit into it."

She pulled back, "Don't worry. All l need to do is give him puppy eyes and Uncle Skit is puddy in me hands." She kissed his nose when they heard a someone yelling outside.

"Girls? Are you ready to go?"

"Go on," Philip pulled out of his daughter arms. "Go greet him. l'll go get your sister andbring out your bags."

"Alright," Venessa gave her father another hug before walking out of her room and heading outside. Now that it was mid day, it was even hotter then this morning, but at least she didn't have to worry about working. Skit was standing beside the coach, a smile on his face. She smiled and quickly ran over to him, her pure white dress moving beautifully with her body. When she got close to him, she jumped up, wrapping her arms around his neck. "Hello Uncle Skit!" She said, happily, already starting to butter him up.

"My father is getting my sister and mother, but we're all packed up and ready to go." She leaned up and kissed him gentle on the lips, something she had come use to doing everytime he came over. She pulled her legs up and wrapped them around his waist, making the skirt of her dress ride up and show off her long leg and most of her thighs. "How are you doing?"

 

[Strangebuddy]

Skit smiled warmly as Vanessa walked out of her house and came over to him. He let his arms latch around the gorgeous elf, one arm going around her slender back while the other carefully supported her bottom. The Orc let a chuckle out as Vanessa kissed him, his own lips giving a quick peck back. He could tell his "niece" was already trying to work her magic on him

...And it was working. Feeling her soft but athletic legs wrapped around his waist and her young lips against his, made Skit sigh with satisfaction. He didn't even need to look down to tell that Vanessa was showing off her beautiful legs: that was what he loved about her. Vanessa had always been a friendly girl and her warmth was infectious. Skit opened his eyes to meet Vanessa's gorgeous stare.

"Well let's see." Skit said, playfully bouncing her in his arms, "The harvest is looking great, Several of the cows gave birth, and I get to spend some time with the most beautiful elves in the whole world." He rubbed his nose against Vanessa's and bounced her again one more time before he slowly took away his arm from her bottom, "I'd say I'm doing incredible."

"What about you though, Vanessa? How have you and your family been doing? Are you excited to spend the week with your Uncle Skit?"

 

[HornyPussycat21]

A laugh escaped her as she was bounced. This was one of the reasons she purposely jumped in his arms. He was always playful. Bouncing her around, something her father hadn't done since she was a little girl. Then there was the fact that he was so much bigger then her. His arms felt amazing wrapped around her body! The young elf closed her eyes at the felling if his much large nose rubbing against her tiny one.

"lt seems like your having a very good week then!" She kept her hold on him, maybe tightening herself a bit more when his hand fell away, leaving nothing but her strength to hold her up. "Oh, well we're all doing great. Now that l'm helping my father, we're getting the field work down twice as fast. So he doesn't have to stay in the heat to long or come home to late. He has plenty of time to spend with my mother. Which, is always a good thing.

"My sister is turning into into a tiny version of my mother. She loves to cook and help around the house. She's going to make one perfect house wife, one day."

As she talked, she saw a few people walking by, looking their way with a clear look of anger and discust. It was the same look they got when ever Skit was around them. It was the 'What makes you so special' look. Venessa loosened her grip on both his waist and his neck and gently slid down his body, until her feet were on the ground. The looks didn't honestly bug her anymore. She just thought they were jealous. That Skit actually took time out of his schedule to visit them every week. Something he did for no one else.

"Of course l'm excited!" Her eyes moved back to his as her bright, cheerful smile can back and covered her face. "l've been waiting for this visit all year! Just the three of us! So, what's the plan this year? I mean... with my sister now 18...," She grabbed his hand. "Are we going to do anything different, anything special?" She asked, sweetly.

 

[Sugar_Cookie189]

Name: Iris Reiler
Age: 18
Race: Golden Elf
Appearance: 5'4'' frame, that resembles her sisters. 34D breasts and nice, curvy hips. Her skin is a few shades lighter then her sisters, but only because her sister is usually outside, while she's inside. Her straight, dirty blonde hair falls half way down her back, some of which fall in her face, covering her deep blue eyes.

"How about this one?" lris asked, grabbing one of the ten dresses up off her bed and held it up, against her body. It's was a deep red color and feel all the way to the floor. If it weren't for the long slit up the left side, it would cover her legs completely. When she wore it, the straps would wrap around her neck.

Her mother, Samantha, who sat on the end of the bed, laughed. "Now baby, it's gorgeous, but where would you wear that?" She asked.

She shrugged, "l don't know, but Uncle always seems to surprise us every year. I think l should pack for any occasion. And that includes," She shook the dress. "Parties!"

"Your just going to his summer house. Not anywhere any parties are going to be held." Samantha stood up, watching as her daighter shrugged and started folding the dress up. "Your still going to take it?" She asked her. Iris nodded and walked over to the bed, putting it in the case with the rest of her clothes.

"Like l said, with Uncle Skit, you can never be a hundred percent sure." lris said, as her mother walked up behind her and wrapped her arms around her waist, pulling her close. Samantha was about 4'' taller then her, so, she kind of towered over her. Not that that was new. Most people were taller then her. "Mooom."

"I'll miss you." She whispered, kissing her ear.

"You say that like l'm never coming back or something." She laughed, pushing her mother away before she moved and grabbed a few more dresses, folding them up as well. "l'm only going to be gone a week. Same as every year." Before her mother had time to say anything, she said, "And Skit would never let anything ever happen to us." And she was a hundred percent sure with that comment. Skit had always been there for them, for as long as she could remember. He took care of them, made sure they got what they needed. Well... At least as long as they did what they needed to do.

"Well, it's just that your 18 now and... l know that some people will be more... drawn to you. l... l just worry a bit."

Iris opened her mouth to speak, only to be interrupted by Philip. "Baby, Skit is going to watch the girls. He's not going to allow anyone to touch them." He walked into the room and over to Samantha, pulling her away from his daughter. "Don't worry, he always takes good care of them." He reached down, putting his finger under her chin before lifting it up. He lowered his head and kissed her deeply, his other arm wrapping around her waist.

lris made a face as her parents kissed, and zipped up her case. It was cute, but something she wasn't really into seeing. She waited a moment, thinking they would just stop... Until they started using tongue. "Well!" She said, "l should go see if Uncle is here!" She said, loudly.

Philip pulled back, a slight blush on his cheeks. "Sorry baby girl, l came in here to tell you, he's already here. I told Venessa to go out and greet him."

"What?! Daddy!" She reached down to grab her bag as he laughed.

"Calm down, Iris, he's not leaving without you. lf you want, just go outside and l'll bring out both your bags and your sisters."

"Okay, just don't ... stay here and make out all day. Please?" She left her bag and ran out of her room, heading outside. When she walked out the door, she saw her sister was already talking to Skit, making her whine. "Venessa, you couldn't come get me first?" Iris ran over to them and walked by her sister, wrapping her arms around his waist. "Hello Uncle Skit!"

 

[Strangebuddy]

Skit looked at Vanessa as she asked what he was planning for their weekend, her intent obvious.

"Well, if anyone asks, we're just going to my summer house for a week of swimming, fishing, and the same things we always do," he said with a sly smile. He pretended to scan the area for spys, before leaning in next to her ear and whispering, "But I think, since both of you are mature, adult women, we should have a little, mature, adult fun."

Smirking, he whispered, "Like I think it might be time I take you girls into town for some high-society living, some parties, and maybe even some shopping at some five-star boutiques."

Skit placed a kiss on the tip of her ear and hugged her tight, beaming as he saw her sister Iris walk towards them. He released his hold on Vanessa and then snatched Iris up into a deep embrace, giving her a peck on the lips like he did with her sister.

"And how's my gorgeous little homemaker?" He asked, holding her to him before he pulled Vanessa back in with them, "ready for a week full of surprises with your sister and me?"

He took a moment to wipe Iris' hair back so he could get a look at her gorgeous eyes. Both of the sisters had beautiful eyes, a feature that Skit had ben able to appreciate, even before they both blossomed into womanhood. As he held them in a tight embrace, he thought about the weight of what he was planning. Skit knew that there wasn't any backing out now. His Orc instincts and skilled senses were already detecting their mature pheromones, sensing their fertility, and creating fantasies of the two of them sharing his bed. In years past, Skit could just focus on Iris if Vanessa was driving him mad: this year, they were both viable mates as far as his wizard modified genes were concerned. The longest he could hold off was maybe a couple of days and Skit had already decided to be upfront with his desires once he was alone with them at his Summer house.

Reluctantly pulling away, he opened the door to his coach, "Well ladies, once you've said your goodbyes and loaded your luggage, we can be on our way."

 

[HornyPussycat21]

"lt's like he can read my mind." She thought as he whispered in her ear. And she thought she was going to have to beg him to take the two of them into town. Thats a relieve. Now, she didn't mind 'begging' Skit, it was just it took a while, most of the time to talk him into doing it. Her arms shot out and wrapped around his neck, pulling him close as he tugged her towards his body. "Thank you Uncle Skit!" She whispered, but it was clear by her tone that she was excited by the idea of heading into town.

She turned her head at the sound of her sister and let go of him. When he set her down, she moved to the side, just as Iris jumped up and grabbed him. "He did call for us. It's not my fault you were to busy to hear him." She said, shrugging her shoulders slightly as she watched the two of them say their hellos. It wasn't long before Skit reached down and grabbed her up as well, holding both her and her sister against him.

Venessa leaned up and kissed the tip of his chipped tusk before he pulled away again. "Well ladies, once you've said your goodbyes and loaded your luggage, we can be on our way."

Venessa turned to call her parents, but stopped at the sight of her father walked out of the house, carrying all their bags. His attention wasn't really on any of of though. lnstead it was on the blonde following closely behind him. Their mothers face was fluttered and she couldn't seem to tear her eyes away from the ground. She would have been worried, if it wasn't for the small on her face. She knew that face all to well. Samantha looked that way whenever their father promised to 'play' with her. He used that word whenever he was around both Samantha and his daughter when they were younger and didn't know about sex. Now that their older though, he still likes to use it. It's like it's stick in his head.

When he got close, Philip turned to his daughter. "Sorry we took so long girls, but l brought the bags." He shook his arms, showing use the bags. He looked at Uncle Skit. "Hello sir," He bowed his head, but kept his normal, bright smile. He was where she got her smile from. Or at least, thats what everyone says.

Venessa reached out and grabbed her's bags, "Thank you." She went and took it to the coach, setting it inside, before going back and grabbing her sisters.

"So," Philip reached back, grabbing his wife by the edge of her dress. He tugged at it, pulling Sam towards him. When she was close, he wrapped his left arm around her waist. "Going to the summer house again, right?" His voice was friendly and calm, but it was clear by his eyes, he was waiting for a yes. Skit might be in charge of this land, but he was still the father. As much as he trusted this orc, which took a bit of time, about 3 years, when they first arrived here, he still wanted to know his girls would be safe. And as long as they were in a house, just with him, Philip was sure they would be.

 

[Sugar_Cookie189]

Iris looked at her sister as Skit held her. She waited until he wasn't paying attention before she stuck out her tongue at Venessa. Which only seemed to get a smile as a responce. "I'm great Uncle Skit," she looked at him. "Moms been teaching me a few new recipes. There mostly pies, but l'm not complaining. You know how much l love cooking." When her sister was added to the hug, she pressed herself closer against him. Not that she didn't like sharing. She just loved Skit and everything about him. When it came to him, she was a tad bit greedy.

"Full of surprises?" She asked, tilting her head to the side. "Like, what kinds of surprises?" Normally, it was just the summer house and while it was always a great trip, never left much room for surprises. So she was pretty curious about what he was talking about. "Are you taking us somewhere different, maybe?"

When their father came out, lris stepped aside, so she was standing beside Skit, and crossed her arms behind her back, before starting to play with the small bow on her lower back. When her parents and her sister seemed distracted she reached up, grabbing the collar of his shirt, tugging him down so she could whisper in his ear. "l made you something Skit. It took me a while, but l managed to get it down just in time." She let him go so he could stand up straight. "Mother helped me with it!" She added quickly.

Samantha stepped away from Philip and held out her arms to her daughter, "Think l can get a hug before you and your sister leave for the week?"

"Of course," Iris walked over to her and wrapped her arms around her mothers slim waist. "I'll miss you mom."

"l'll miss you to, baby girl." Sam kissed the top of her head and hugged her tight. While she did, she peeked up at Skit, waiting for him to answer Philip's question.

 

[Strangebuddy]

Skit smiled at Vanessa as she thanked him and playfully shushed her, "Remember...let's keep keep this a secret for now."

Skit opened his eyes as he held his two favorite girls, holding back a chuckle when he caught her turning back to him. He might not have seen what she was doing but he could guess. Iris had always been more than happy to fight for his attention. The Orc could scarcely remember a single vacation where Iris didn't try to sneak a little attention away from Vanessa.

As he felt her wrap herself even tighter around him, Skit smiled at Iris, "Looks like all that cooking has given you a really strong grip, my dear," he chuckled, nuzzling his nose against her, "I can't wait to see what you've learned."

"Surprises?" Skit whispered with a playful smile, "Did I say that?" He looked over at Vanessa, "She must be mistaken, I surely wouldn't take you both anywhere exciting, would I Vanessa?" he asked with a wink.

When Iris excitedly told him about a surprise she had made for him, skit smiled and ruffled her hair, "My sweet little Iris, I can't wait to see what you've made."

Skit watched the two girls go over to their parents and smiled, Philip and his wife might have been hard-sells at first but they were a delight to have around, true, it had been difficult when Phil was younger to resist looking at Samantha with lust in his eyes. However, he was glad that he had learned to do that. Any pleasure he might have gotten from a night with Philip's wife was dwarfed by the friendship he had obtained from them and their help in gaining the trust of the other workers had been invaluable.

When Philip asked his question, he gave his rehearsed answer, "That's right Philip, we're just going to the Summer house for a week. Since the girls are a bit older, we might take a couple of daytrips but we'll be back before nightfall every time and I'll be watching their every step."

He held out his hand to Philip to shake on what he was about to say, "Phil, I know these girls are your and Sam's pride and joy, but they're also pretty special to me. I promise you, they'll be safe and sound and just as happy as they are now when I bring them back next week."

 

[timer_maker]

Wow!! Very good build up!! Glad to see your writers block is over, Nicole. Have fun.

 

[HornyPussycat21]

Venessa chuckled as she nodded her head, agreeing with him. "He's right, Iris," she looked at her sister. "I mean, when was the last time Skit really surprised us anyway? lt's had to be a good few years now." She shrugged her shoulders, "l bet he just found a new trail near the house or something. That or he bought some kind of animal for us to play with."

As she put the bags into the coach, she kept an ear out, listening to Uncle Skit talk to her father, trying to reassure him that they were going to, in fact, be kept safe. "Watch our every step?" Now, she loved Skit, she really did, but she was kind of hoping to be... on her own for a little bit.

He wasn't young. Sure, he was only 22 years older then her, but that was still a pretty good sized gap. What fun could she really have with him watching her. "I wonder how hard it would be to sneak away from him?" She turned and looked at the four of them. Her father talking to her 'uncle', her mother hugging, saying her goodbye to Iris. "l wonder how freaked out he would get?"

Philip looked at his hand before looking back up at his face. It was clear by the look he gave him, that Skit was telling the truth. He would make sure his girls were safe as well as happy. "Calm down, the girls have been on trips like this loads of time and they've never come back harmed. Well, besides maybe a cut from falling, but l haven't seen one of those since the girls were 9."

"Alright," Reaching out, he took hold of his hand, giving it a firm shake. Before pulling back though, he tugged him closer, tightening his hold on his hand. His voice lowered, as he gave his warning. "Skit, if either of my girls come back home in anyway harmed, l will make sure you pay." Now, Philip was smaller then him. Not by a lot, but if they were to ever actually get in a fight, Skit would probably win in about 5 minutes. That is, if they weren't fighting about his daughter. He was sure if anytjing ever happened to them, he would start ripping off heads.

He let his hand go and looked up, just in time to catch Venessa walking by towards his wife. With a smile, he snatch out his arms and grabbed her, pulling her close. "Don't forget me, baby girl."

"Uhh dad!" She whined, trying to break out of his hold. He made sure it was tight though and started kissing her cheek and neck. "Ohhh stop it."

He laughed and slowly released his hold on her. "What, so you'll hug Skit without fighting, but you wont let your old man say goodbye?" He joked.

"I never said l wasn't going to say goodbye!" She rubbed her cheek, walking over to her mother. "I just wasn't expecting you to grab me like that." She wrapped her arms around her mother, hugging her tight, "Bye mom."

When she pulled back, she walked back to her father and wrapped her arms around his neck. "Bye daddy." She leaned up, giving him a quick kiss before letting him go and walking towards the coach. "Ready to go Skit?"

 

[Strangebuddy]

Skit didn't allow Phillip's warning to outwardly phaze him, though in the back of his mind he was irritated. Philip was someone he respected and Skit loved his daughters but he was still his servant. Skit might have been considered a nicer master but he was still an orc. Having an elf talk to him like that was a grave insult.

Still, Skit managed to keep his thoughts in check and reminded himself that Phillip was just worried about his girls...and it wasn't like Skit didn't have plans for them that he wouldn't care for.

"I'll keep that in mind," He whispered, "Though trust me, your girls are perfectly safe with me."

Skit then had to hold his thoughts of arousal in as he watched Philip kiss Vanessa. Seeing him kiss her neck made the orc imagine two things:

1. That he was in Philipp's place. Vanessa had been an adult for three years now and had a body that was to die for. Even when he was only on his weekly visit, Phillip found himself wishing he could see Vanessa laid bare beneath him.

2. That Phillip would keep going. That he would strip his baby girl down and fuck her while his family and master watched. While it wasn't a part of every goblinoid's interest, Orcs had a keen interest in incestuous couplings. When the Orcs were created, there were only a few, so the wizards who molded them gave them a high sex drive and aggression so they would force themselves on any potential mates. Knowing this could cause trouble down the line, the wizards added one thing to their makeup: the inability to become aroused by anyone who even shared a fraction of their bloodline. Even if an Orc was at a third cousin's house who was more nymph than orc and the two of them drank heavily while naked and covered in warm oil, they wouldn't even feel slightly aroused by one another.

However, this backfired in a couple of ways, First, this didn't extend to adopted children. While Orcs were very protective of children, regardless of race or relation, they had no problem sleeping with them once they reached adulthood if they weren't related. It wasn't uncommon for an Orc's first spouse to have been a step-parent or step-sibling who was raised right alongside them. In fact Skit had happily given his virginity on his 18th birthday to an Aunt he was only related to by marriage.

Second, it made Orcs fascinated with the idea of sex between relatives. While it may have been taboo for the fair races to engage in incest, they could physically do it. Back during the more savage age of Orcs, it was popular to make families of captured prisoners engage in sex for the entertainment of their captors. Even now, the height of sexual bliss for most orcs was to find servants who were related or prostitutes who promised they were and have an orgy with them.

Yet, Skit managed to keep his thoughts in check and smiled at his "niece." "Yes Vanessa, I'm ready. Get your little buns inside the coach with your sister and we'll be off." he said with a smile

 

[Sugar_Cookie189]

lris waited until Venessa was walking towards the coach before she walked over to her father and wrapped her arms around his waist. "Bye daddy," she leaned up and kissed his lips. lt wasn't a quick kiss, but them again, it wasn't like it wasn't a father daughter kiss. It was just... a tad bit more loving them most daughters, especially 18 year old daughters would give. When she pulled back, she was rewarded with a second kiss as his arms wrapped around her and pulled her close.

When he pulled back, he looked at Venessa, "You see? Your sister doesn't mind giving me a proper goodbye kiss!" He joked as he huggered her tighter. "l'll miss you, baby girl. I can't wait till you get back." After a few moments, he let her go, "Be safe, okay?"

"We're with Skit. We'll be completely safe." She walked over to her uncle and grabbed his arm, pulling him towards the coach. "Come on! We're all ready. We've said goodbye. Lets go!" She tugged at his arm, trying to pull him towards the coach. Not that it was even possible unless he wanted to go. While Skit wasn't huge, he was big. If he didn't want to go, there was no way she could make him.

"Have fun!" Samantha called as she walked over to Philip and grabbed his hand. She looked at Skit and gave him a warm, sweet smile. "Please, keep them safe. The girls have been waiting for weeks for this trip, so their both pretty... excited. They might be a bit... wild. So, be careful."

"You make it sound like we're both going to gang up on him!" Iris said with a roll of her eyes. She let his hand go and climbed into the coach after her sister. Both sisters sat beside each other before pushing their trunks to the side.

"So," she looked at Venessa. "What's the surprise? What's Skit planning?"

 

[Strangebuddy]

Skit watched Iris kiss Philip goodbye, his mind once again wishing he could be in Philip's place. The Orc smiled lovingly when Iris tugged on his arm. He could tell how eager she was and, like Vanessa's happiness, her eagerness was infectiousness. He allowed the small elf to drag him along but turned around at Samantha's voice.

Skit smiled at her and nodded, "Don't worry, Sam, if I couldn't handle these two girls, I wouldn't be taking them any farther than my my house."

The older Orc laughed at Iris's comment, sometimes it did feel like the two of them would work in tandem to trick him into giving them more leeway or gifts. This time, he was hoping that he could use their enthusiasm and tricks to his advantage: maybe they'd be willing to at least humor the idea
of seeing him as more than just a friendly uncle who liked bouncing them on his knees.

Skit waved goodbye to Philip and Samantha, hoping that he'd be able to talk to them in the same friendly tone a week from now. He then sat on the other side of the coach, closing the door. He waited for the coach to start rolling and for Vanessa to answer Iris' question before he spoke. He slowly opened the picnic basket, withdrawing a bottle of aged wine that he had taken from his cellar just that morning. The Orc had a small table that folded down on his side of the coach which had several flutes that were tied down to it. Skit filled the flutes with the wine and smiled.

The wine was fairly light, even if they drained the bottle the worst that could hapen was them getting a small buzz. Skit was fully set on sleeping with Vanessa and Iris but he was going to play fair: when he made his play, they would be fully aware and he would be gentle. Even if they both refused, he'd play nice. He'd only pressure them if he had to.

"So girls," he said, smiling, "Since we're all adults here, how about a drink? I have some snacks in the basket if you like."

Skit held out two flutes to his nieces, his desire absent, "So, what would you girls like to do first when we get there?"

 

[HornyPussycat21]

"Surprise?" Venessa looked at her sister as she crossed her legs, making her dress ride up her legs a bit. She looked at Skit and smiled, "l have no idea what he's planning besides taking us into town. Like he said. We could be doing anything." She looked back at her sister. "If you want more details on the matter, you'll have to ask him and see if he'll tell you." Her voice slowly trailed off as she saw Skit messing with a bottle of wine and a few glasses. It wasn't really a surprise to see him with wine. He usually had wine on their way to the house.

He's never used more then one glass though.

"So girls, since we're all adults here, how about a drink? l have some snacks in the basket if you'd like."

When he held the glass out, she was hesitate for a moment. Was he playing with them? He'd never offered them wine before. And she was 21 now! "l guess it is kind of fair this way. l mean, the two of us can't drink wine in front of Iris. Not without pissing her off." Reached out, she grabbed both glasses, giving one to her sister. "Thank you Uncle Skit!" She looked down at the glass and shook it slightly, watching the liquid swooch around before she brought it to her mouth.

She took a small sip, just took get a taste of it. It was actually pretty good. lt wasn't... strong per say. So, even if she had never had a drink before she was fairly sure she wasn't going to get drunk. Her parents loved wine and she'd only seen them drunk probably... three times. They weren't really light weights. So she was pretty sure she wasn't either.

"I want to look around a bit when we get there. Just to see if anything had changed at all." She said. lt was the same thing she always said, every year. She didn't really want to see what had changed. The only thing that ever really changes, is the animals that live there. Namely all the new babies that were recently born. No, the really reason she wanted to look around is because she wanted to know if anyone else had been there.

Normally, Iris was the jealous one, but Venessa got just as jealous. Not when it came to her sister. She was use to sharing things with her. But when it came to other girls and Skit. A lot of people called Skit 'uncle', but no one was actually as close to him as they were. And she wanted to keep it that way!

Iris was in on this two. As soon as they got there, Iris would distract Skit while she look around the house. Making sure there weren't any added clothes, mainly female clothing. No extra bedding, or messed up bedding. And make sure the house didn't smell all girly.

"But after that, l'm all yours! We can do whatever you want!"

 

[Strangebuddy]

Skit held back a chuckle as he watched Vanessa hesitate. While the girls got along, it was only natural for her to be annoyed that she had been denied something for longer than her little sister. Skit could sympathize, it had been agony to not approach Vanessa these past three years and at least make his intentions known and caress her like a woman. Yet, while the orc wanted to cast the role of uncle away, he couldn't bare to make Iris uncomfortable or ignore her over Vanessa. If he was going to become one of their lovers, he was going to be that for both of them.

"I want to look around a bit when we get there. Just to see if anything had changed at all."

Skit frowned for a split second: while he hadn't made an actual dungeon, he had gotten some of his trusted servants to convert one room in the basement to a...love nest with some items that might make his intentions clear. The door would be locked of course but he didn't want to take the chance that Vanessa would get suspicious.

Still, getting the girls separated would be a big plus, so Skit relented with a nod, "Okay Vanessa but don't try to sneak into the basement room that's locked. There's a surprise for the both of you there that I don't want you to see yet." He said with a smile.

Looking over at Iris, Skit grinned, "So Iris, are you going to do anything special?"