<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;">The Orc stirred after sand was kicked in its face. Another humiliation. That large, lumbering, man of meat rose up. Standing and no longer being towered over by the blonde.. instead towering over her with the orc wearing nothing but that piece of leather that covered its crotch. A surprising fitting clothing for the beach considering what <em>some</em> of the Goddess around the beach were wearing. That Orc stared at the blonde.. and had an innate desire just to chain the cunt and ravage her. In fact, even with it's growing mind, all the Orc wanted to do was humiliate someone to make up for the humiliation the Orc had experienced. It didn't summon chains however. Nor did it grab that Goddess by her throat. All because of the last few words the Goddess had spoken.<br/><br/>The Orc hadn't really realized it before, not before returning to the Burrow, but now it was aware. The Goddess' knew of the Orc. He wasn't a surprise to them. Rather they seemed prepared. The Orc wanted to know why that was. Both from the Goddess, and the voice. No point in not asking both. It would tell him just how much he could trust that voice.. since after that encounter with the Burrow where the voice had been unprepared.. the Orcs trust in the voice had waned considerably.<br/><br/><em>'Why do these cunts know me?'</em> The Orc thought towards the voice and at the same time grunted out a reply to the Goddess, without slurring.<br/><br/><strong>"You know me, woman?"</strong></span>