Thulka flopped down onto the soft mattress, feeling the stout wooden slats below creak under her weight.
"I hope that's comfy," Jalinda said coyly. "I suppose it's rather too short--"
With a growl of excitement, Thulka extended her legs and smashed the heavy wooden footboard into kindling. "Not anymore."
"My, aren't you, ah -- excited," Jalinda said.
"We ogres only have two things on our minds -- food, and sex."
"What about violence?"
"Okay, three things -- food, sex, and violence." Thulka grinned, displaying impressive teeth. "The more you satisfy our drive for one, the more the other one takes over. That's why we always rut on a full stomach."
"Eating makes you..." Jalinda blushed, "f-frisky?"
Thulka just snapped her teeth at her playfully, causing Jalinda to back up a little. "I-I see. Well, I'll just have to see what I can do to help things along, won't I?"
She wheeled a cart into the room laden with salty, savory-smelling inn food. Thulka practically salivated at the aroma of the vintage twice-congealed gravy, and the sizzling fat dripping from roast haunch of some-beast-or-other. Teasingly, Jalinda held the hunk of meat over her, lowering it to the barbarian's slavering mouth, and she ripped into it with gusto.
"Mmm. How are we feeling?" Jalinda asked after haunch had been gnawed down to the bone, the mountain of gravy-soaked biscuits had been devoured, and an entire jug of the inn's finest rotgut had been poured down Thulka's throat. In response, the ogre woman thumped her chest and let loose with a thunderous belch.
"Temptress wench," she half-muttered, half-moaned. "If my loins grow any hotter, I will snap your scrawny body into pieces when we proceed to the main course. Dispense with these appetizers, and get into this bed!"
Jalinda shook her head. "But I have the main course right here, madame. You should have asked."
She pulled a cloth off of the top of the cart, revealing a whole second layer even more loaded down with food. Thulka's eyes widened. In truth, though she hadn't been lying -- she was roasting with lust -- an ogress was not a bottomless pit, and after having a feast worthy of an ogre king hand-fed to her, she was glutted well past the point of discomfort.
"I tire of food," Thulka growled. "Pleasure me!"
"In good time," Jalinda said. "All in good time. I want you at your very best before we get to it."
She began unrolling a thick spool of sausages, dangling the end of the string in front of Thulka's face, and guided the first tube of spicy meat into her unresisting mouth. Ogres were creatures of habit, and if you put food near their mouths, they would usually eat it, even if stuffed to the gills.
Jalinda unspooled the links faster, feeding them into Thulka's mouth with one hand and rubbing her throat with the other. The ogress scarcely dared moved for fear she would choke.
Finally, the sausages stopped. "Enough!" Thulka roared. "No more!" She attempted to sit up, intent on dragging this troublesome tart down into the bed and giving her a taste of her own medicine, but a queasy jolt of pain stopped her. Her stomach was so distended that she couldn't even bend at the waist -- and she was drunk. Really drunk. The room was spinning around her.
"Just a little more," Jalinda squealed in ecstasy. "You're just about done!" She uncorked a bottle of wine and shoved it roughly into Thulka's mouth. Thulka felt shudders of nausea twisting her insides as the contents of the bottle joined over a gallon of assorted ales and more food than she even wanted to think about.
"N-ugh--uggle!" Thulka choked on the foamy liquid. Then the combined forces of drunkenness and severe overindulgence collapsed on her, and she passed out.
The next morning, a still very bloated -- and still annoyingly horny -- Thulka awoke to find...
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