Page 8 of Lonely Orcish Girl

Reed gasped, completely mesmerized, staring at her wonderfully shapely breasts with the protruding nipples. It was the most beautiful sight he had ever seen, and yet he couldn't believe he was seeing it. It seemed surreal.

But he also realized that it was inappropriate to watch her in such a private moment. So he instinctively reached for the door handle, but froze... Katuri was still facing the house! She wouldundoubtedly notice him now and immediately know that he was peeping on her.

So Reed decided to stay hidden, cursing under his breath and telling himself that he didn't want to catch Katuri in such a private situation on purpose and possibly hurt her feelings. It was just an accident. He was aware of how insensitive and simply wrong his actions would be considered. She was his kind hostess who had saved his life.

That’s why he decided he couldn't let her know that he was peeping at her, beeing so rude and ungrateful. He tried hard not to look at the young orcish girl's magnificent breasts, but he failed. It was like a forbidden fruit to him.

He had never seen a woman's breasts up close, except for old Berta from his village, when Reed and other boys had once sneaked up on females bathing in the lake. Jolene and other more attractive girls managed to cover themselves, but Berta didn't, much to the disappointment of Reed and the others. At the time, however, he had only caught a glimpse of Berta's body.

But even without any other clues, he knew that Katuri's breasts looked different. First of all, of course, this was a rather silly observation, but Katuri's skin on her chest was also green. Somehow that was a very intriguing novelty to him. Her large nipples and areolas were dark green, similar in shade to her lips.

Her breasts were also much bigger than any other girl Reed knew, almost as big as his own head, at least he estimated their size by comparing them to what first came to his mind. Although they looked full and heavy, they didn't hang down; on the contrary, they stood out proudly from her chest. They were simply perfect in both shape and size.

With bated breath, Reed watched Katuri as if hypnotized. The combination of Katuri's feminine curves, her bare breasts, her narrow waist, her wide hips with round, plump buttocks, and... the water dripping from her nipples and running down herchiseled abdomen–it was all too much for him. Shame washed over him, but his hand wandered to his crotch, and he wasn't surprised when he felt his cock grow rock hard.

Reed struggled with conflicting emotions. No doubt the lust in him was strong, as he was young, inexperienced, and constantly horny. But he couldn't stop feeling ungrateful, and a wave of disgust flooded his conscience. Katuri showed him nothing but kindness and selflessness, and he peeped on her like a creep.

Try to find a way to sneak back to bed, you idiot,he cursed to himself, fighting the guilt. Feeling trapped, he still stood next to the hole, clutching his painfully stiff cock and staring at the unsuspecting Katuri.

Meanwhile, she finished washing and took her vest, but instead of putting it on, she spread it on the wood and sat on the log. She held her wet chest up to the sun and lay there, resting and waiting for her skin to dry. Maybe she was even enjoying the warmth of one of the last sunny days of late summer.

Reed made an almost inhuman effort to tear his eyes away from her breasts and looked at her face instead. Katuri seemed to be deep in thought, gazing off into the distance somewhere. Her stern features were softened by sadness. Reed realized for the first time that she was truly beautiful, but also lonely and perhaps even depressed.

But on the bright side, it was also a good moment to slip back unnoticed. Reed quickly returned to the house and went straight to bed, feeling a persistent sense of shame and guilt. He felt awful, not just because he had been watching Katuri, but because his mind was suddenly obsessed with her curvy body, and he had allowed himself to forget for a second that she was a living, breathing person. And a kind one, too.

On top of that, he felt worse physically because he had been standing in a strange position, and all these emotions werewearing him down. He thought it was reckless and even a bit disrespectful to Katuri's efforts. She had tried to heal him, and he had somehow... defiled it.

Forcing himself to close his eyes, he tried to sleep, but he couldn't. Images of Katuri kept flashing in his mind, weighing heavily on his conscience. At first, he wanted to suppress the remorse, but then he decided to let it go because he felt it was some kind of punishment for himself. He was convinced he deserved it. Finally, he just lay down and stared idly at the ceiling, waiting for her to come back.

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Reed was deep in thought, pondering everything that had happened in the last few days with Jolene, Katuri, and himself, when the orcish girl returned to the house. Reed heard her dropping wood near the stove and immediately glanced at her.

"Oh, I'm sorry, did I wake you up?" she asked worriedly.

"No, don't worry, I wasn't sleeping." Reed eyed her cautiously. Katuri smiled, and there was no trace of her earlier dejected mood.

"How are you feeling? Have you tried standing up?"

Katuri’s questions made Reed briefly panicked, thinking she might have somehow seen him, but her tone was relaxed, so he calmed down.

"Yeah, I had to pee. And I feel a little better, thank you," he muttered quietly, avoiding looking her directly in the eye.

"Good to hear. I'll be back with dinner soon, but I'll be nearby if you need me." She smiled warmly at him, and Reed only felt more guilty.

He couldn't imagine how awful it would be if she found out he had been secretly watching her.

After perhaps half an hour, Katuri returned and sat down beside him, just as she had the day before. She had a steamingbowl of the same stew. The orcish girl helped him sit up, then leaned over him and checked his forehead again. Reed struggled not to even glance at her cleavage, but his eyes disobeyed him.

"The fever is gone for now, but it can still come back. But it seems you're on the way to recovery," she said with a smirk.

Katuri began spoon-feeding him, though Reed already felt strong enough to do it himself. But the orcish girl insisted, and so he quite gladly allowed her to take care of him.

They weren't very talkative during the meal, but Reed began to experience a strange sense of safety. And his gratitude for Katuri grew again, this time fanned by his guilt. As soon as the girl finished feeding him, he looked at her seriously and said, "Katuri, thank you for everything you're doing for me. I'm forever in your debt."

"You've already thanked me, Reed. You don't have to do it again. Anyone would do that for someone else, wouldn't they?" She had a hard-to-read expression on her face and a rather flat tone.

"No, I don't think anyone would do that for a stranger, Katuri," Reed answered as seriously as she did.

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