Going Green [Firehead]

[Ze Blitzkrieg]

Name: Ophelia Swan
Race: Human
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Appearance: https://chan.sankakucomplex.com/post/show/32258764

Background: Ophelia had long been an attractive girl, and it only became more pronounced as she blossomed into a young woman. She became known around the school as a bit of a heart breaker though with how attractive she was, there were always guys around who thought they wouldn't fall to the same fate.

The day the portals first openned and those large green things started coming out there had been a mess and soon it was all out war. The nerds at school said they resembled orcs from some game of theres, but these brutes seemed strangely hardy taking bullet wounds like they were bee stings. A few weeks later and the fighting was at a stand still, and as suddenly as they appeared, the portals vanished stranding these creatures.

Things began to settle after that. With no home to return to, the orcs began to broker for peace, and the government was hesitated to spend any more resources trying to kill off the thousands of them that had become stranded.

As spring break came to a close, a strange announcement came to pass. Ophelia's school would be the first to host orcs both as teachers and students. Young orcs would learn about human society while teachers would bring the Orc perspective to the lessons. Unsure of what she was walking into, she prepared to return to school unsure of what to think of the new students and faculty.

Perks:
Rockin Body: Puberty had been very kind to Ophelia physically, and she's always known it making it easy to twist men around her finger when she wants to.
Athleticly Gifted: Her body being so important to her, Ophelia has put much effort into both staying in shape and taking care of herself. Exercize had been chief among this giveing her a rather toned body with only fat where it counts.

Flaws:
Catty Reputation: While Ophelia's charms have made her popular amongst boys, her penchants have made her various enemies amongst the girls. If they aren't looking to gain by associating with her, they're looking for a chance to tear her down, and some are doing both.

Turn Ons: Domination/Submission, Blackmail, Sexual Gambling, Heavy Petting, Race Traitor, NTR
Turn Offs: Guro, Heavy BDSM, Watersports, Scat

When morning came, you had to hurry out of bed and make yourself presentable, as to not be late for the new semester at school. The academic year had been put on pause when the portals first opened; an abundance of safety on the part of the local government, as the world waited with baited breath to see whether the tides of screaming, savage demons could be fended off by the military. News reports were rather sparse, and it was difficult to see just how things were progressing on an ever growing front line. The fighting had never reached your town, luckily enough, but that didn't mean the greenskins wouldn't. When the portals suddenly vanished just as swiftly as they appeared, the war ground to a standstill. A treaty was signed with the invaders a few months back, according to the various news outlets, and plans for an integration for the extra-dimensional brutes who had launched such a bizarre invasion had begun. Apparently, your town would be among the first wave to integrate these strange new beings. Your school, as one of the few high schools in the area, would play host to a dozen of the younger 'orcs', as they were known, and a handful of the older ones would take up positions on the faculty.

Riding along with your mother, she seems pretty on edge, given that she doesn't have to worry about actually meeting any of the things herself.

"They wouldn't tell me if any of those... things, would be in any of your classes. But don't go poking around them, okay? They're dangerous. My friend Taylor, you remember her? Her son's in the military. He told her they were bulletproof. Could you imagine? I don't know what they were thinking, letting those brutes into our town. How is anybody going to stop them if they decide to fly off the handle?"

You get the idea she doesn't expect you to answer so much as just listen to her worries. Things would be fine, though. You remember hearing that all the orcs who came through the portal were men, and men had always been easy to twist around your finger. Maybe you could get a couple of the big, dumb ogres to simp for you. That'd probably scare off the bitches who had been messing with you all year.

As she pulls up outside the school, your mom leans over and gives you a quick kiss on the cheek.

"Be careful, okay? And you call me if anything happens. I'll be right over to pick you up."

[Firehead]

I listened quietly to my mother putting the finishing touches on my nails, but I made sure to at least catch every word she said. I had always been relatively careful to make sure any woman in a position of authority never saw the way I really was lest someone that actually mattered tried to enforce consequences for my actions. Adult men were sometimes even easier to manipulate than boys my own age, but I didn't need women like my mother catching on as long as they were in charge. Maybe in three years or so, I'd confess everything to her just to see the look on her face as it all dawned on her after it became too late for her to do anything about it. For now, I was excited to see what these men and boys; apparently bigger, and somehow even stupider and wilder than our own guys; could possibly be like. I'd heard they could shrug off bullets, but I'd never needed a weapon to take care of a guy when their hormones remained the most potent weapon of all.

As my mother drew the car to a stop, I gave her a nod and an innocent smile even as devilish possibilities swirled through my head. "You know you don't have to worry about me, Mom. I'll make sure to keep my distance." With that, I slung my pack over my shoulder, stepped out of the car, closed the door, and turned to my school scanning the area around for any sign of the brutes. If I saw any, I'd make sure to make a show of avoiding them until at least my mother was out of sight for her own mental sanity. "I'll call you if anything comes up. I might want to hang out after school, but I'll let you know over the phone." I'd found it was always good to have a reasonable excuse for why I might be home late from school. With her gone, I'd take another scan for any signs of these big green monsters. If I didn't see any, I'd just head into the school and meet my so-called friends in the cafeteria to see what the current word was.

[Ze Blitzkrieg]

Your mother is quick to pull away, eager to get on with her own day and distract herself from her worries, no doubt. As she disappears around the way, you're able to scan the vicinity outside the school. You don't see anything big and green, aside from the school's carefully trimmed bushes lining the front way. Just a handful of students hurrying in from their commutes, be they walking, being dropped off or driving themselves. You do see at least one familiar face, though. Unfortunately, that face also sees you.

Trevor was one of the boys in your class who had spent the better part of the last four years fawning over you. He wasn't exactly your type, a little too skinny, a little too plain, but he always did well in the classes you had together. You had managed to bum a hand-written study guide off him for the mid-terms that occurred right before the war kicked off, although you had to play buddy buddy with him to get it. That meant pretending you cared about whatever dumb nerd shit he was into, and sending him cute little pics after school. You're pretty sure the one where you showed some ass and 'accidentally' let the string of your thong into the shot sealed the deal and gotten you a passing mark. You could only imagine he'd spent the break jerking off to that little glimpse.

"Hey, Ophelia! I'm really glad you came," He says with a big, dopey grin, "A lot of folks weren't gonna come in today, on account of the orcs, y'know. So it's good to see you weren't gonna let rumors get in the way of com... coming to school."

His eyes, previously so affixed on you, go wide as he catches a glimpse of something behind you. He gulps visibly in the moments it takes you to turn around and see what the hell had gotten him so worked up. It becomes readily apparent no sooner than you tilt your head.

A huge pickup had rolled up through the parking lot, and it visibly rises when the duo of huge, heavy looking men in the back hop out of the bed. There's absolutely no mistaking them; they're taller than anybody you'd ever seen in person, broader than even the heaviest gym-rats in your year, and dark green from head to toe. One of them says something to the other, and makes his way towards the front of the school. The other, apparently having a different destination, makes his way towards the student entrance. Which, as it so happens, puts him on a direct collision course with you.

"Oi," The orc nearly booms as he comes into ear shot, though his strides allow him to close the distance far quicker than you'd expect of someone so... bulky. Even putting aside his statue, his facial features are wide and square, with a heavy, strong jaw capped with two tusks on either side of his lips. His hair is black and messy, but close cropped, and although it seems he's at least tried to shave his facial hair, he's already sporting a thick stubble. His eyes are small, black where there ought to be white, with dark red pupils that seem to look between you and Trevor before settling on you.

"Class 4-3. Where do I find that?" He grunts, his voice deep and resonant. He's... very imposing, even though he's just standing in front of you, looking generally bored, if a little irate. Maybe it's his voice, or his wild look, the fact he's so much bigger than any of the other boys who've spent their years pining after you, or that strange, manly smell he seems to have, but... it's honestly hard not to find him at least a little sexy.

[Firehead]

I smirk as my mother made her getaway so quickly. She talked as if she were worried, but the moment she was able, she'd completely ditched me. Not like it mattered that she only really cared enough to do the bare minimum. It was actually better to have her not constantly looming over my shoulder every second. Not seeing any sign of any Orcs, I got ready to head into the school only for Trevor to catch sight of me. It was thanks to him I'd aced my midterms and kept my grades up, but you'd thinking having a picture of my side ass with just the barest hint of my thong showing would be enough for him, but he seemed to consider us friends, and I still had one more semester to pass before I was done with school, so it would still be best to make nice with him.

"Oh, hey Trevor. Yeah, my mom was giving me an earful of all those weird rumors about them being bulletproof. Would you believe she actually called the school to see if any of them shared any of my classes this semester? Thanks for letting me borrow those notes by the way. They were super helpful." I let my smile widen giving the barest hint of an ulterior motive while remaining innocent enough that one might imagine they were just imagining things. "By the way, what did you think of that pick I sent ya? Hope it made your Ophelia-less spring break a little brighter." I could only imagine the little guy getting off to something so tame because it had me in it which was the biggest thrill of my various escapades seeing just how little I could give them to have them singing my praises. I had to keep back a giggle the way he kept saying come knowing how much he must have squeezed out just from the thought of me and that mildly risque image.

I quirked a brow when he froze up drawing my attention to the junky pick-up that had come to a stop behind me. I turned to see the massive green skin hop out and ask me where one of the classes was. "Oh, you must be one of them orc boys we've been hearing so much about. A little bigger than I expected from the rumors." He had barely paid me any mind other than asking where the class was which was a bit off-putting, and his scent made me feel just the slightest bit light-headed, but I'd be lying if I didn't say he had his charm. "Room 4-3. Oh, that's where I've got first hour. I can show you the way, uhhh..." I paused making it clear I was waiting to learn his name as I had a staunch belief I should never ask for something I could get someone to offer me.