Orcwife WIP Preview

Contains stink stuff, burping, farting, and stuffing.

Just a quick little second person thing I'm working on about the reader and their rude, smelly orc wife.

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You awake the same way you always do, to the smell of your orc bride’s warm, musky morning breath wafting over your face. Her face is just a few centimeters from yours, so close you can feel her tusks brushing up against your cheeks. You do not wish to disturb her slumber, knowing all too well how cranky she can get when woken prematurely. Unfortunately, this means that you are essentially immobilized, as your bodies are still intertwined from the previous night, so even the slightest shift could wake her. So, you remain in place as your slumbering bride pelts your face with puffs of her stale, orcish halitosis.

Her breath isn’t the only odor that pollutes your shared bedroom, however. Your hulking, green-skinned wife has some pretty intense night thunder. That isn’t to say that her as isn’t expelling clouds of meaty stench at just about every hour of the day, but her flatulence seems to go into overdrive when she settles in to bed. Her gas has seeped into your shared blanket to the point of interoperability from countless butt bombardments each night, and beneath it lurks a steamy sauna of stench. Whenever the blanket is moved, some of it comes slithering out from beneath to pollute the air from above, until your bedroom is thoroughly soaked with your spouse’s stench.

She doesn’t just let out putrid plumes of butt funk while she’s settling into bed though, her ass is in a constant state of eruption all throughout the night. It’s not like she ever holds in her gas in front of you. Whenever she needs to fart, she’ll squeeze one out without hesitation, regardless of setting or how close you happen to be to the source of that stench at the time. But when she’s sleeping is when she truly lacks control, as vile blasts trumpet from her slumbering form without any need for input from her conscious mind. What this means is, you frequently find yourself waking up to a room more thoroughly saturated with monstrous wifely flatulence than the one you fell asleep in. Such is the case now, as her ripe breath and the smell of stale lingering farts compete for the honor of pounding your nostrils into submission. A blast of fresh flatulence is added to the mix, as her orcish ass erupts with a deep, juicy blast loud enough that it finally causes her to wake.

“Mmmmf. Good morning, darling,” she says in that rough, husky voice you have come to love. She huffs as she takes a whiff of the toxic air that you have been languishing for the last several minutes. “Damn, I must’ve been blasting all through the night,” she said with pride in her voice. “Shouldn’t have eaten all that meat before I went to bed.”

That meat makes another reappearance, as she blasts a brutish belch directly in your face, showering you with spit. The smell of stale roast stings your already aching nostrils.

Rubbing her eyes, the massive woman rises from beneath the blanket, unleashing the miasma of trapped farts and body odor that had built up beneath. "Make me breakfast," she commands, patting the abs that lie between her fur bra and loincloth.

"Of course dear, right away," you reply.

Some people have a few strips of bacon for breakfast. Your wife's morning meal consists of a whole roast pig. At least you didn't need to concern yourself with hunting it, she gladly took care of that part yourself. The preparation, however, was entirely up to you. Luckily, your wife's palette is not particularly sophisticated. All you need to do is roast the meat on a spit over an open flame for a while, before presenting her with a crispy whole hog for her to enjoy.

"Thanks," she snorts, giving you an affectionate pat on the back with her massive hand that causes you to stumble forward a bit. Then, with a warrior's determination on her face, she digs in. Without utensils, of course. Instead she tears flesh from bone with her hands, cramming juicy chunks of meat into her tusky maw and letting the slick, shiny grease drip down either side of her mouth.