CHAPTER TWO
Reed woke up feeling better. It seemed the fever had disappeared, at least for a while. Judging by the light, he figured he must have slept only a few hours, as it looked like late afternoon.
His bladder was painfully full, so he strenuously sat up. For a moment, he struggled with dizziness but decided to free himself from under the heavy furs. Then, remembering he was naked, he froze in place.
"Katuri, are you here?" Reed called out, but there was only silence, so he slowly moved out of the inglenook and got to his feet.
For a while, he just stood there, leaning against the furnace wall, panting heavily as if he had just climbed to the top of a mountain. He looked around, seeing the inside of Katuri's house for the first time. It was cramped and rather modestly furnished, but it had everything that a person living alone could need. A stove, a table, a chair, a chest, and a few shelves with cooking utensils and jars. There were also strings of dried herbs and mushrooms hanging from the ceiling. He spotted two doors, one of which was obviously the front entrance leading to the porch. Reed wobbled as he approached the second door, which led outside to the backyard. A few feet away stood a tiny outhouse and Reed got there using a small path running through the grass.
After relieving himself, he was about to return to the house when he heard noises. Curious, he peered out through the little hole in the latrine door. When he realized what he was looking at, he decided to stay in the outhouse for a moment. He knew this was weird of him, but reacted purely on instinct.
Katuri was only a couple of yards from the house, but because of her position, she hadn't noticed Reed. The opening in the door was tiny, so the chance of her seeing him was slim. He knew it was rather silly to hide, but he couldn't help it. For reasons unknown, he wanted to see what she was doing.
The young orcish girl was chopping wood with a large two-handed ax. Reed's eyes nearly popped out of his head because, at first, he thought she was topless. But upon closer inspection, he spotted that she was only wearing a pale green cotton band over her breasts. Still, that was enough to ignite Reed's imagination.
Apart from that, there was a second shocking and… stunning sight – Katuri's silhouette, with chiseled muscles and round, perfect buttocks, which Reed could see in all their glory for the first time. The torso of the orcish girl was built like that of a warrior, her skin shining with sweat, except for her breasts, which were a deliciously soft part of her physique. Her belly looked like a cobblestone wall, her waist slim, and her arm muscles prominent. A few times Katuri turned to toss aside a few logs or pick up another, and then Reed could see her back and the striking contrast between her broad shoulders, narrow waist, and wide, ample hips. Her silhouette truly was like the epitome of an hourglass.
Katuri was impressively built but lean at the same time. It seemed as if there was not a single ounce of excess fat on her body, except for on her hips, round buttocks, and, of course, breasts. The rest of her physique was smooth muscle.
And she was strong as an ox – Reed had been chopping wood since he was ten, so he knew how strenuous this work could be even for a robust guy like him. But Katuri made it all look as easy as child's play. The orcish girl could toss heavy wood as if it weighed nothing—one-handed, she lifted pieces that at first glance weighed at least forty pounds, some maybe even more, and put them onto the trunk, only to break them into smaller billets. Moreover, she never needed to strike twice, for each of her blows was strong and precise enough to shatter even the largest logs.
Reed found it kind of mesmerizing to see her unique body in motion. It was almost like a spectacle. Despite her size and strength, Katuri moved with grace. Her movements were efficient and agile, not just full of strength.
He let out a muffled cough and decided that he should go back to bed, but at that moment, Katuri stopped chopping wood and changed her position! She was facing the house now! Surely, she would notice him now if he tried to sneak into the house, and for some reason, he thought that would be wrong, so he chose to stay in the outhouse a little longer.
The girl picked up a flask and drank a lot. The water ran down her chest in rivulets. And then, quite unexpectedly, Katuri did something that made Reed almost faint with surprise. She took the ribbon from her breasts and threw it on the pile of wood. Her breasts were completely exposed to Reed's equally shocked and eager eyes. Then Katuri poured more water from the vial onto her face and chest, washing away the sweat and splinters. Her skin glowed like an emerald.
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 would undoubtedly 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 her chiseled 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 were wearing 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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