Fanfic for VuRkka written on stream by Shamblernaut 22/02/2020 Supplied plotpoints: "the patrolling ogre from the beginning of e1m2(named taisto) has a thing for the vore(female) at the end of e2m6, but the shambler from e1m5 had a party once and taisto made something stupid so the vore looks away. the words unfurl and distance has to appear atleast once" He remembered her beautiful blood soaked jaw, her mandibles twitching as she watched him. The only word that could describe the way he felt now is shame, pure shame. He dragged his feet and his chainsaw on the ground behind him, saddened in the knowledge that he had blown all his chances with her. He remembered her form, how he longed to have her pin him down with her tripod-like legs and screech quiet nothings into his ears. Where had it gone so wrong? He asked himself. Of course, he needed not ask himself this, it was always on his mind playing over and over, like a horrible lovecraftian warped record. It was almost a year ago now, he had been asked by his good friend Karen to join her at her gloomy keep for a gathering of her and her friends. When he arrived he noticed that there were blood stains all over the floor, some creature from another dimension seems to have dragged itself here, only to have blown itself up with some kind of device at the keeps entrance. Strange, he thought. He made his way into Karen's chambers, she was always there, as diligent as always, guarding her key with her life, her fur had a nice sheen to it, with only a slight smattering of blood, clearly she had eaten recently. Karen was 10 feet tall and had kind of a gruff voice, however once you got to know her, she would give the most caring and warm bear-hugs. Her personality was electrifying, the life of the party, everyone knew her presence when she was around. Some found her intimidating and hid behind pillars, but those who were brave enough to come close to her were greeted by her warm embrace. "Taisto!" Karen called out to him. "Karen, thanks for asking me over, am I early?" Taisto realised that nobody else was around. "Oh, that." Karen replied. "We just had some more of those interdimensional cockroaches appear and kill some of my guests" Karen paused for a moment. "The nerve!" "We'll have to wait for the goat mother to resurrect them before they can make it back here, in the meantime, tell me, how've you been?" Karen moved to grab some drinks. Taisto thought for a second, "Frankly, pretty lonely since Shauna was telefragged... I miss her, y'know." As if waiting for this moment, Karen handed Taisto a drink. "Here" She said, "I'm expecting somebody else later tonight that I want to introduce you to" "Oh?" asked Taisto. "Her name's Dora, you two will get along great!" At that moment there was a sound from the doorway, a clattering of metal footsteps on the ground. Immediately Taisto knew who it was, it was the Deathknight Chad and his posse of knights. "Oh great", thought Taisto with resignation "now Chad and his idiot followers are here. I guess I'm gonna have to do my best to play nice." "Chad!, Guys!" Taisto called out with fake exuberance. Chad and his clowns had once had a drunken gangbang with his ex, Shauna, before they had gotten together. Taisto had always felt awkward around them, and even more awkward that Shauna remained friends with them afterwards. "Hey look, it's Taisto the ogre!" exclaimed Chad, who left his friends flirting with Karen and approached Taisto; Karen stealthily rebuking the knights advances. "How are you doing since Shauna's death?" Asked Chad. Taisto was a little surprised that Chad had cared so much. Clearly he wasn't as much of an asshole as Taisto had given him credit for. "I'm doing ok, taking it day by day" Replied Taisto. "Well Karen tells me that Dora is going to be here tonight, you'll get along with her great, she's a real snacc" Taisto felt awkward hearing this from two people, especially from Chad. As the night went on, more guests arrived and the booze flowed. Eldrich ale was cracked open and Taisto felt the urge to drown his sorrows in booze. Taisto, fuelled by booze started mixing with the room, socialising with the various guests. There were some scrags who had some knights feeding them booze, "It must be hard drinking with no arms" Taisto thought to himself, but then wondered if the knights had noble intentions, he put it out of his mind, a scrag could look after herself, a scrag acid bolt would melt right through the crotch of an unsuspecting knight. Taisto, after circling most of the room, came back across Karen who was talking to a slender vore-lady. Taisto's jaw dropped for a moment, she seemed so delicate and pretty. He was amazed by her hips "The sheer quantity of eggs that she would be able to lay must be quite impressive." He shook his head, he shouldn't be having such thoughts, Shauna had only died about a year ago, he couldn't be thinking of other demonspawn like that. He plucked up his courage and approached Karen and the Voress. "Oh, Dora!... This is who I wanted to introduce you to. This is my friend Taisto". Karen of course was the perfect social glue. "Hi" said Taisto on cue, having Karen around made things so simple. "Hey, I'm Dora" said the Voress, taking Taisto's chunky hands and gently shaking it. "Oh, I need to tend to the other guests, I'll leave you two to it" Karen smoothly made her exit, static electicity in the air disipating as she shambled away. "Well..." said Dora after a short time. "Ever feel like you're being set up?" Smirked Taisto, the booze definitely having increased his confidence at this point. A cute giggle emerged from behind the hands of Dora as she covered her smile. "Why are you covering your face?" asked Taisto. "Oh... I'm embarrassed of my smile" replied Dora after a pause. "Why?" asked Taisto, completely unaware of social cues thanks to the booze. "My teeth", Dora replied, "They're not sharp at all, they're so ugly". "Nonsense.. They're fine, look, I'm an ogre, and look at this face of mine, I almost look like one of those interdimensional cockroaches" Taisto objected, pointing to the corpse of some armoured creature that crawled out of the slipgate and perished with some strange weapon in hand. Dora blushed and quickly moved to change the subject. "Seriously, I'll never understand why Karen keeps them around, she should at least eat them." She giggled, "I guess they make an interesting conversation topic, I mean like, why do they sometimes glow blue or red?" The conversation continued on with Taisto and Dora really seeming to hit it off. At one point through the night Taisto excused himself to grab some more drinks. Nina Simone played on the record player hidden in the corner. The lyrics "It's a new life, it's a new day" filled Taisto with confidence. With the booze affecting him more than he realised, he jumped onto the dance floor and started to bust out his moves. Normally Taisto wouldn't be caught dead dancing, but the booze had removed all of his inhibitions. The guests surrounded him and cheered him on. From the corner of his eyes he saw Dora looking at him from the corner of the room, as he looked at her, she averted her eyes, blushing. The crowd started chanting his name, and for some reason, could it have been the booze?, Taisto decided to drop his pants. His massive thigh thick schlong unfurled from his pants and fell to the floor, dragging on the ground next to his chainsaw. "Woo!" he shouted. "Dora, this is for you!" he shouted. Looking toward Dora and pointed toward his little fella... Dora turned away. Seemingly unable to read the situation, he kept calling to her... The beings surrounding him slowly dissipated and he was left dancing by himself with his ogre club exposed for the world to see. Shocked by this, Karen approached him. Fur bristling with angry electric energy Karen bolted Taisto's backside. "It's time to go" said Karen sternly. The electricity had briefly shocked Taisto out of his drunkenness, ashamedly he realised what he had done, pulled up his pants, and retired home. 3 Months later and here he was, diligently doing his guard duty in his Damned castle, wandering back and forth in front of the newly converted cockroaches. Why did he have to baby-sit these beings, teaching them to do guard work. Day by day he was getting more and more tired of this same routine, he was feeling horrible for the things he had said and done that night. He felt like he needed to explain himself. He remembered back to his conversation that night, where did she live, where did she work. He remembered a detail, she was a guard, like Karen. "What was it that she was guarding?", he wondered. "It was important", He racked his brain. "It was a rune" he remembered.... "But which one?" All he could do was to visit them one by one. Of course that would mean abandoning his post. Could the cockroaches cover for him? He told them he was going on a journey, that the distance would be huge and he wouldn't be back for a long time. He told them to stop anything coming through the slipgate pad. The beings stared at him with blank empty gazes, he wondered how much eldrich tongue they could understand. Time passed and a rugged Taisto arrived at a Dismal Oubliette, exhausted from his journey, through the structure he travelled, explaining to the guards one by one that he was on a trip to see somebody. They would let him past, after all, none of them could habour ill will toward the goat mother, so none of them would pose a threat to her. Eventually, he encountered a large lift, after seemingly minutes of descent he approached a giant door. He opened it. "T... Taisto?" Dora stood in front of him, a confused look on her face. "What are you doing here?... Aren't you supposed to be guarding your Damned Castle?" "I had to see you" replied Taisto, "I need to apologise for what happened that night" "Oh" replied Dora. Before giving her a chance to speak further, Taisto let out what could only be described as a torrent of explanation of what happened that night. That he rarely drank, that his ex partner had been telefragged the year before, and that he was socially awkward to begin with. "I wasn't upset with any of that Taisto" said Dora after he had finished. "I actually had a really nice time with you" "You see the thing is Taisto, I'm really shy, and your calling out to me made me feel really self conscious" "Karen had invited me out because she knew how shy I was, she was trying to get me out of my shell I guess" Dora continued. "Taisto, I'd like to see you again, this next time with no booze though" Shocked, Taisto replied. "I'd like that" -------- (Lewdness incoming, you've been warned) Dora climbed on top of the now laying down Taisto, his clothes strewn about the place, his trusty chainsaw discarded on the floor in a fashion very unlike Taisto. Her fore leg gently stroked his face as her rear two legs took her weight. Her screeches ran through his body giving him goosebumps all over. His thigh thick schlong now stood at full mast, he couldn't help but wait for what was to come next. She squatted down a little and rubbed his ogrehood against her cloaca. Then dismounted. "Ah." She said. "Wait... What?" Said Taisto, "That was it?" "What were you expecting, she asked?"... "All my eggs need is a few of your cells." Taisto thought of everything he had been through. The next day he took his leave to travel back to his castle to resume his patrolling.