Urgran scoffed, looking down at himself for a moment before shooting an accusing glance back at Gideon, who was now trying his best to keep a straight face.
“You agreed to this.” The Wizard said simply, the slight cracks at the edge of his words as he stifled another bit of laughter.
“I didn’t think it would be like THIS!” the Orc whispered under his breath, low enough for the camera operator not to notice, or politely choose not to notice. The Orc sat at a plush, comfortable bed, surrounded by blankets and pillows, with a false background giving the impression he was in a bedroom. Gideon continued to hold back his smile as best he could, fidgeting in a chair right behind the camera crew.
“It’s only a f-few pictographs, Urgran. You said we needed the funds before we headed to our next big job, right?” Gideon sputtered, enjoying the Orc being put in this... situation, along with quietly enjoying the eye candy.
An unfamiliar voice emerged — the director of the shoot — holding up a paper megaphone and blasting the Orc with orders.
“Great! Now, Mr. Orc, in order to show the ladies how strong our fabric undergarments are, we need you to move around and flex for us a bit. Really give them a stretch.”
The Orc grunted in affirmation, his face a deeper shade of red as he moved his body around as directed. Gideon couldn’t help but gawk at his belly and legs, even more defined against the dainty fabric as the Orc continued to show off... pretty much everything as asked. Soon enough he was bent over now, the small thong straining against his massive frame..
“Great. Now we want you to really… tug on the fabric, Mr. Orc.”
Pausing and sighing, Urgran complied, pulling the lingerie from between his cheeks and stretching it with one of his enormous arms, his hole widening and coming into full view. Gideon could make out the musk from across the room, watching as his partner’s ass spread for everyone to see, even if the Orc wasn’t aware of it yet. Gideon could feel his cock hardening just watching, and soon enough excused himself out of the room before it got even more intense.
But soon enough it was over, and the Orc received a small satchel of coins for his “modelling” abilities. The two of them decided it might be best never to speak of this again.