[Story] Growing Problem

Discover "Growing problem" the incredible story written by Adam about his character Gro'Druum (which you can see in the image above).

Do not hesitate to say what you think of this story, I'm sure that will be very happy to his author ;)

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Chapter 1

"Gods damn this stomach! That's the third glass this week I've broken! This is all your fault Narruc!" The orc was beside himself as he let out a hormonal rage aimed at his best friend and mate Narruc. Narruc remained calm as he stood up, a good foot taller than his exasperated partner. His coal dark hand gently touched the belly of his mate, smiling a tusky grin as he leaned down and gave his brown skinned mate a kiss on his head.

"I won't deny I have potent seed. The fact you are so fat with child with three months to go is testament to that. You have got to relax Gro'druum." Gro'druum growled and pushed his mate away, the young, heavily pregnant male not in a mood for his mate's advice.

"Just get away from me Narruc. I love you but by the gods I want to tear your face off." The brown skinned orc went to the door of their hut, grabbing his battleaxe and turning around to shout "Don't follow me either! Just stay here and clean up the mess you helped make." The orc pointed to the broken drinking pottery that had been the casualty of Gro'druum and his unwieldy baby belly. He then pulled the door covering back and walked out into the sunshine, huffing and grunting in annoyance as he made his way to the woods to let out some of the pent up frustration.

Narruc sighed and resigned himself to cleaning duty. That was until he heard someone knocking on the doorframe of his hut followed by the sound of footsteps stepping onto the dirt floor.

"I saw Gro'druum...you alright?" The green orc was the tallest of the entire village and had the unique aspect of being mated to the only non-orc in the village, a human named Johnathan.

"Boruk! Yes...yes I'm fine. Just trying to survive this first pregnancy. The elders don't warn you about the mood swings and the hormonal rages or the morning sickness or the growing pains."

The green orc laughed loudly and slapped the other orc on the back. "If we had told you the whole truth would you have still laid with Gro'druum? Love isn't all fucking and frolicking. Welcome to reality. You do have a whole tribe here to help you or did you forget?" Boruk took a seat on a sturdy stool as he patted the ground in front of him. "Come, sit. Tell ole Boruk what troubles his neighbors."

Narruc rolled his eyes but did as he was told, Boruk still his elder even if it were only by three years. "It's Gro'druum. He isn't happy. I mean he is but he isn't. At night when all is still and he feels our young one shift within him I see the love he has in his eyes for the child and me. He wants this babe as much as I do, more probably. But the physical toll on his body? Neither one of us were prepared for the changes. I am trying to be supportive but he snaps at me constantly. He blames me for...hell, everything lately. The meat is overcooked, it is my fault. His back hurts, my fault. You get the idea. I am trying to take it on the chin but I fear that we might not survive this pregnancy intact. I am always there for him and he gets pissed off because I don't 'give him space'."

"Well, do you give him some space? It is pretty rare to see either one of you alone. Before you were mated and with child you two each had your own life. That doesn't end just because you have a child with each other. Johnathan and I both have our own lives outside of each other. Not saying it is okay for Gro'druum to snap at you but you have got to give him some space. He already has to share his space with a little you. How about you stop cleaning up that mess and come with me. Kurdan invited me and the human over to feast on a roasted boar with him. You could be our plus one. Also free food...eh? Sound pretty good?"

Narruc huffed a bit but shook his head in agreement. "I guess. Least having something on my stomach will help me think. Yeah, alright." The black skinned orc stood up along with Boruk, the two making their way over to Kurdan's hut. In their wake was the broken glass. It was Gro'druum's mess so he should deal with it!

Chapter 2

The crack of metal on wood rang out across the training field. A tree, not even in the twilight of its years, was the outlet for the young orcs' frustrations. He hefted that massive axe of his and slammed it's blade over and over into the bark of that defenseless tree. It proved to be a more stout opponent than Gro'druum had planned for as it mockingly stayed upright even after the orcs onslaught. "Gah! Can't even fell a damn tree anymore! All because of you." He looked down at his rotund belly and spit,huffing angrily before his adrenaline began to wear off. The young orc let out a sigh.

"Didn't mean that  little one. I just...all these changes! This was not what I was expecting." The orc sat on a boulder and rested his axe head side down to use it to steady his bulbous form. "Everything is different now. A few months ago I was the tribe's best warrior. I could run a mile without breaking a sweat and could beat an opponent twice my size. I could do just about anything if I put my mind to it. Now? I get tired just thinking of running that far and the only thing twice my size are my swollen feet. And my belly...and chest." The orc ran a hand over his furry pecs and let out a little growl of a moan as it made his nipple tingle. He did not expect to feel something warm and wet trickle from him!

"What the fuck is this!?" the orc shouted as he cupped his breast and stroked his nipple again, a stream of milk dripping into his awaiting hand. He brought his hand to his lips and drank the warm, white liquid. It tasted rich, sweet and fatty. "Not bad to be honest. Bet you can't wait to try some" he remarked to his tummy, bouncing it with a flex.

The orc found himself truly alone for the first time in ages, dripping in sweat and exhausted from his little tantrum. But he also felt something down below he hadn't really been able to enjoy in quite a while either. That dick of his was rock hard and thumping against his underbelly. "Almost forgot you existed! Can't really reach you though...still feels pretty good." The orc closed his eyes and lazily ran his hand over his nipple, murring loudly as milk dripped down his chest and belly. He was so pent up with frustration and hormones that even this tiny bit of stimulation had him groaning like a virgin, that cock of his throbbing in need. "Fuck….fuck...so close…!" The orc kept tweaking his nipple, hips gyrating before he let out a roar as his balls finally released their pent up cargo, se*en jetting all over the forest floor as the orc just rode out the climax. After a good minute of jizzing and self milking, Gro'druum let out a laugh. "Good to know the plumbing still works! Man I feel---" Then the guilt washed over him. He had acted like a real youngling back home. Now that his mind had cleared he could see he was in the wrong with Narruc. After a few minutes of resting, Gro'druum made his way slowly back to the village, using the alone time to try and cobble together an apology that was worthy of his sweet, if a bit overbearing, mate.

Chapter 3

By the time the feasting had ended the moon had begun to glisten in the sky while the sun had dipped below the horizon, only a few remnants of light leading Narruc's steps home. He had eaten, drank and enjoyed the company of his fellow orc's in ways that orcish warriors enjoy one another's company. With a bit of a limp and a sore jaw Narruc finally made it to his and Gro'druum's hut and pulled back the deerskin cover that was used as a door for their abode. Inside he found something he had not at all expected.

From the back of the hut can the loud snoring of Gro'druum, the brown skinned orc laying on the pile of furs that made the couples bedding, having exhausted himself from his workout and also apparently from cleaning the whole hut from top to bottom. Narruc was astounded by how clean their hut was. If it weren't for the fact the floors were dirt one could eat off them! The large black orc saw his sleeping 'beauty' sprawled out on the bed and couldn't help but fall in love with him all over again. Upon closer inspection the taller orc noticed his lover must be having quite the pleasing dream.

Narruc chuckled as he sat in front of his lover and drank in the sight: his pregnant, naked orc mate, noisily slumbering while he dreamed something that made his cock hard as a rock. The black orc reached out and gently teased those glans, eliciting a moan from the expectant orc but did not rouse Gro'druum from his deep slumber. Narruc just smiled a tusky grin as an idea crept into his head. The elder orc pursed his lips and kissed that cockhead before letting it press into that warm,wet maw of Narruc's, the usually dominant orc letting his mate be the one on top for once.

Gro'druum wriggled a bit from all the stimulation before letting out a groan then a gasp of surprise as he shot up, looking down to see his mate giving him a blowjob. "Narruc! What are you doing!?" Narruc answered by plunging his head on that whole length, gulping down a few times before pulling off and getting some air. "Giving you some well earned attention. So just lay down and enjoy it. I know I am." The black orc reached out and rubbed his lover's belly before returning to his current duty. Gro'druum blushed from head to toe before letting out another satisfied moan. He was still a bit confused but this felt so good he wasn't about to stop the black orc from continuing his skillful sucking.

Narruc let his tongue swirl around that musky length, cleaning every inch of it of any old cum that had managed to elude Gro'druum. He loved the taste, how sweet his lover's seed was from his new fruit filled diet. He desired more and knew exactly how to get it as well. With his free hand the orc traced along Gro'druum's thigh before running under those still bouging with seed testicles, tickling them a bit before moving his fingers down to massage Gro'druum's taint. The heavily pregnant orc's legs spread wider as he belted out another moan, Gro'druum rubbing his pecs as he writhed in pleasure.

"Mmmm….my milk came in. After you are done down there you are welcome to feast upon it. But just keep doing what you are doing. Not much longer now…" Gro'druum purred to his mate, his toes curling as he felt the familiar sensual burn that was growing deep in his loins. He was going to blow soon, his stamina already drained from the day's activities compounded with the pregnancy.  Narruc could feel his lover's muscles begin to tighten as he kept teasing that taint and sucking that fat cock of Gro'druum's.

Soon those spread thighs gripped that black head in a vice as the younger orc pumped his hips, Narruc quite surprised by his mate's sudden burst of energy. It did not shake his resolve however, so he continued to suck on that cock until he felt his mate hilt it in the back of his throat, spurts of seed flooding that maw, choking Narruc a bit. Gro'druum immediately let go with his legs as he felt his lover squirm, Narruc pulling off and coughing up seed and gasping for air. "Oh shit I'm sorry Narruc! Here let me help you" Gro'druum said as he sat up and smacked his mate on the back to help him cough up any remaining seed.

After a few moments Narruc finally stopped coughing, semen dripping down his lips and a good puddle of it on the floor. He looked at Gro'druum, the younger orc expecting to be chastised profusely for his actions. Instead Gro'druum was surprised to find that his mate had pressed their lips together and kissed him softly for a few moments. He finally pulled back, chuckling at the lok on his mate's face. "Good to know I can still surprise you. I think there will be plenty more to come." Narruc slid himself onto the furs and pat the area next to him, Gro'druum nestling against his quite larger lover and blushing. He had never been treated this way by anyone before, let alone his own mate.

"Narruc…"

"Yes my mate?"

"Thank you."

Narruc only smiled as his response, hugging his mate to him as the two began to drift off to sleep in unison.