Gideon was down already, somewhere off in the distance as Urgran the Orc could feel himself being lifted in the darkness. He didn’t know exactly what had attacked them, but without his weapons or sight, he was at a clear disadvantage.

The creature hissed in his ear. It was massive, and soon enough he could make out in the darkness what was grabbing at him - Not hands, or even limbs, but long tendrils, dozens of them quickly wrapping around his body and keeping him in place.

The Orc wrestled against it, but soon enough realized it was too late to try anything with brute strength. He had to wait, at least until Gideon was up again, to try to save him, maybe with a well-placed spell. Those tendrils continued to move, giving themselves purchase against his body as they moved from his legs to his thighs, and from his neck to his shoulders. They where warm, much warmer than he expected, his body trembling as they almost fully enveloped him.

“Silly little half-mongrel....” A voice spoke into his ear. It was dark and harsh, the Orc realizing that it was coming from the creature itself. “Not worth the meal... But I will still have my fun while I have you...”

The entity licked the side of his face, tendrils blindly working up his body and lowering his clothes and discarding them to the forest floor below, leaving the Orc naked. He scowled, trying to fight against his bondage but with no avail.

Urgran let out a whimper as those tendrils lashed at his ass, giving them a hard smack as they landed and gripped him tighter, gently and carefully squeezing themselves between his tensed cheeks. With all his power, the man wasn’t able to do much else, and felt those wet digits getting closer to his hole, grazing against it and getting a feel for if he was ready for something more. The Orc growled in defiance, his muscles tensing as he tried to move but with no effect, the creature emitting a sound like harsh, rattled laughter.

“You... won’t be able to... leave until I am... finished with you.”

The tendrils invaded the Orc, with others gripping his thighs to keep his legs spread as he was penetrated - It was still as careful as ever, the tendrils spacing themselves apart as they slowly worked and made his hole more acceptable for what was undoubtably coming next. Urgran let out another deep groan, his cock hardening as another gripped around the base, gently puling at him and going in and out. The Orc’s mind raced, trying to think of anything he could do to free himself, but soon enough his mind went fuzzy, the sensations all hitting his body at once making him lose control of himself.

“That’s.... it... good.... The creature spoke with a sinister edge, and the Orc let out another, louder, more desperate moan as it fondled and played with every part of his body. More tendrils from the gloom wrapped around each nipple, tugging harder, and they did the same with his shaft, which was already leaking a fair amount of precum as he was overwhelmed. With a sigh he felt the tendrils in his ass retract, but before he could breathe another one, a larger one, pressed itself against his ring.

“I will... find... my... pleasure.” The creature trembled, pressing the weight of it’s form against his hole and pressing its way inside, the Orc screaming out as something much larger went inside him. The massive cock throbbed, pressing against all of his walls as it moved inside, the Orc moving his hips to ride it, the idea of wrangling free long gone from his mind. The entity stirred, purring into the Orc’s ear as it continued to fuck him, tendrils working overtime now, being masturbated to the point of incoherence.

“Ngh... NHH... Hah... Hahh....” Urgran bleated, tongue escaping his maw as he drooled over himself, the creature placing a few tendrils in his mouth for good measure as they began to fuck every hole the Orc offered. He could feel his own orgasm rising fast, and soon enough with a tremble felt every muscle in his body contract, shooting his load and covering himself as he continued to be the perfect toy for this creature.

“I would be.... good... to ..... keep... you...” The creature wheezed, near the end of it’s rope as well as it continued to push in and out of him. “You... will... be... my.. toy. Yes. Toy...”

BOOM

The creature was knocked backward by a blinding flash of light, moving away from Urgran as it scurried into the darkness. Another fireball erupted from the gloom of the forest, hitting it a few times with a scream. The Orc landed on the soft forest floor, his hole empty but now freed.

“URGRAN!? ARE YOU OK?” Gideon’s voice rang out, reaching the Orc and checking him over, politely not mentioning exactly the state he was in. The Orc grunted, finding the rest of his clothing and putting it back on.

Maybe it was best not to talk about it.