Phillip grunted in the usual way, as the female Orc decided to look him over again. He was large and impressive. Thick arms, thick legs, broad chest with a round belly. He was clearly fat, but massive muscles laid underneath. She alternated from feeling turned off by his pudginess, but also aroused over his thick muscles. Even though he was much paler than any Orc she knew, he was clearly more tanned than any human slave she had seen... Just what did he look like without that helmet???

Phillip waited patiently for her to respond, and after she had her fill of looking at him, she spoke, "This sister's name is Hellie Blacktongue." She pounded on her own chest, causing her ample bosom to jiggle.

Phillip struggled to keep his eyes where they were meant, and with sheer will managed.

"Say... How strong are you?" Hellie asked out of the blue, as she walked next to Phillip.

Phillip stood perfectly still, as he wasn't sure what she was going to do, but also not to scare her away... He liked this female's attention.

"I've always been stronger than other Humans my whole life."

"Really?"

"Yeah... I use to work all kinds of manual labor jobs."

"Can you show me?" Hellie smile became broad, as she touched Phillips arm, as Phillip felt a shock run through him from her casual fingers rubbing him.

"How do you want me to show you?"

"Let's test your honor." She walked to the front of her and held out her arm to arm wrestle.

Knowing that men and women were basically treated equally in the Orcish clan, Phillip took Hellie's hand softly. He might have been arm-wrestling with her, but that didn't mean he had to treat her roughly.

"You count it. I don't want to hurt you." Hellie said as she was intreated in the way that Phillip took her hand.

Phillip grunted in confusion but did it anyway, just like he heard Uvog.

"One, Two, GO!"

Without his gauntlets on, his arms swelled, as the muscles within corded up. Under his fat flesh, massive veins crawled along like worms supplying the sweet substance known as oxygen to those greedy cells. Well fed on Mash for the last two months had also increased Phillip's massive strength from his malnourished state. It was unknown how a starving man could be fat. A point of conflict with him by the many people of Chadia.

"Oh?" A savage and surprised smile appeared over those petite tucks.

More surprising was that she was trying not to use all her strength but at the same time... She felt that if she didn't put in a bit more effort she would lose!

Seeing that he was doing far better at testing his honor with Hellie, than the Orc Clan Chieftain, Phillip put in more strength!

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His exposed arms started to turn red from the strength he was mustering, as this was his second time he tried to use all his strength! Shaking Hellie from her surprise to shock, as she no longer hesitated, and slammed Phillip's arm winning the test.

Phillip withdrew his hand, and rubbed his right arm, wondering how he lost...

[It seems she was playing with me...] Phillip thought, as he grunted bitterly.

"Don't be like that," Hellie laughed heartily, as she slapped Phillip on his butt, as she took a few steps in front of him. Still thinking about how strong Orcs were, he wished he could cultivate when he heard what she said next.

"It's not a shame to lose to me. I take it you're a Knight among the humans?" Hellie asked as she attempted to comfort Phillip.

"...No... I can't cultivate..." Phillip gave a depressed grunt.

"What?!?" Hellie knew herself best! She was a Champion among her peers. This made her the equivalent to Archknights among the Humans!

"Why are you so strong!?" Hellie then blurted out.

Phillip shrugged, "Been like this since I can remember."

"Really...?" Hellie wanted to think more, as there was something more to this, but she couldn't figure it out. As she was getting a headache, she decided to talk to her smart sister... She could figure out anything.

Phillip grunted sadly.

"Well... You are naturally strong. That's a boon, right?" Hellie continued to comfort.

"Perhaps." Phillip went over to his couch and sat down. Hellie walked next to him, and she thought to herself. Not sure why she wanted to make this Human feel better she called out to him anyway, "Hey, lusty Human, look here."

As Phillip looked up, he saw Hellie pose provocatively, showing off her ample bosom.

Most of Phillip's worries were washed away at this sight, as he tried not to show how much he was enjoying himself. Watching his reaction, Hellie laughed a bit.

"Lusty Human, I've already heard from the Clan Chieftain that if you win, you will be set free... How about if you get stronger and win, then you can see if you are stronger than me... If you can best me, then I will be yours... How does that sound?" Hellie gave a flirty grunt.

Phillip heard the orcish words but wasn't sure he was hearing them correctly. He said in a daze while thinking it over, and if they were what he really though. How he wished Jukzuk was here to talk to about this. He had no idea Orc Courting rituals... Not that he knew Human courtship all that well, either. Phillip could say this was the most interaction he had with a female since... Well, since Holly. Painful memories washed back into his mind., while he continued to stare at this fine body in front of him.

Hellie watched as the armored human became silent. Feeling his gaze on her parts, she laughed again, knowing she succeeded in her objective. She left with a sashay in her step, as she left some words behind, "I'll be watching you in the slave pits lusty Human... Please win me some money. This beautiful sister likes to drink." More laughter was heard as she left.

Hellie left, and instead of going to the burrow for drinks, she went straight home to talk to her sister, Demze, the smart sister.

Phillip sat on his couch wondering how to get stronger. Perhaps it was wrong to like an Orc as a human, but... He liked her and felt a connection of some sort... Maybe he was just a perverted human.

Phillip shrugged and laid back down.

*******

Hellie entered into her large home, turned the corner, and burst into the first door on her left. With a loud slam, the door reviewed the inner room. This room looked to be filled with countless books in both Orcish and Common languages. At a table, one could see a female Orc, whose face appeared to be exactly the same as Hellie... Except her posture and demeanor were different. The room was so full of books, there were books everywhere. On the floor, on the table-like desk, on bookshelves, and piled on the large bed in the middle of a sidewall. Where and how this female Orc slept was a mystery to anyone that didn't know her.

Without looking up, the Orc sister spoke, "Hellie, just because you beat another Lungzard in a drinking contest is no reason to bust into my room every time. You can wait until we all eat together to tell me."

"No sister! Better! I met the human that broke the Orc's leg."

"The Legbreaker? I knew you would go! So, what's he like, where does he come from, who is his lord, and what does he do?" Now with her attention, she turned in her seat that was at her desk, where she was pouring over various books."