[This is part one of the next Choose-Your-Own-Adventure! Be ..

[This is part one of the next Choose-Your-Own-Adventure! Be sure to vote in the poll to choose what happens next 💖] "You've been expected. This way." The aged, stone steps to the cellar were slick from condensation, making you keep an extra grip on the railing. The lack of light didn't help to make things much better, with only small and used-up candles illuminating the way downwards… you could feel the pit in your stomach grow heavier as you continued to descend, the attendant Goblin bobbing quietly ahead of you. It had been over a week since you heard from Urgran, the Orc you had been adventuring for close to a year now. You two make a good team, and you’ve learned that the creature you once thought as being a brute was smarter and had more to offer than you could have ever imagined. Sure, he could be loud, but you can’t imagine parting with the memories of the nights spent together, having him explain to you the stars. Or, the dozens of times he ended up saving you from an unfortunate end by a trap or assassin. The letter you found waiting for you a week ago was simple and to the point - which is unlike the Orc. “Find me at this address in three days. It’s not an emergency, but I’ll need your help.” The address, which was a Goblin-owned establishment, seemed to be as discreet as possible, with Orc patrons hurriedly leaving or going inside. The exterior was drab and gray, with windows sealed off with heavy curtains or even boarded up from the outside. You can’t help but feel a little uncomfortable as you get closer, being the only Human in sight makes you stick out quite easily. Your attention snaps back into place - reaching the final step of the stairwell, you navigate down a long hallway of identical doors, stopping near the end. The Goblin grumbles to himself, fishing out a spare of grubby-looking keys on a ring and once selecting the right one, unlocking the door. “Your… friend has paid for accommodations till morning. I’d suggest you get started soon.” The door opened with a quick snap, the Goblin shoving you inside and locking the door behind you. As the door slammed shut, you could feel your eyes strain to adjust in the darkness - The room was small and barren, lined in stone with the only accommodations being a small bed, a bucket of water, and a lit candle from a wall alcove. You hear a deep growl from within the darkness, your skin turning cold as a nude form shuffles and heaves closer to you. The motions stop before getting much closer, with the unmistakable sound of heavy chains dragging against the stone floor. It was Urgran, but something was missing behind his eyes... The Orc moved closer, turning himself around to face you, a heavy set of chains wrapping around his neck and legs. Despite the chamber being so cold, you could feel the heat radiating off his body, almost like fire. Urgran groaned, trying to move closer to you before being stopped by the chains yet again. In the candlelight's gloom, you could see something else- his member was rock hard and dripping precum to the stone floor in a steady stream. The smell of his musk was nearly overpowering, making you stagger back as your brain worked in overdrive to figure out what was happening. He expected this, he booked the room, he sent the letter... was there something he needed you, and only you, to do? Your hands shake as you steady yourself, walking closer to the Orc. Almost as if sensing your intent, Urgran presents his chest to you, begging for your touch. What do you do next? [Photoshoot from 9/20/20 - HAPPY ORCTOBER! I'm so excited to have another Choose-Your-Own Adventure! Who can resist an Orc boyfriend in heat? Next part will be posted next week!]