An Orc Raided MY Pantry And Put a Bun In My Oven: A Possessive Orc x Human Baker Size Difference Erotica with Breeding and Scones

When a seven-foot orc warlord kicks in your kitchen door, you’re supposed to scream.



Instead, this little village baker offers him bread… and finds out exactly what he’s really hungry for.



Gashnod has raided the outskirts of town for years, a green-skinned terror with tusks, scars, and a reputation for taking whatever he wants. He’s been watching the woman in the flour-dusted apron through her the way she kneads dough, the way she sways her hips when she thinks she’s alone, the way loneliness hangs around her shoulders like a second cardigan.



When he finally steps over the threshold, it’s not just her pantry he intends to empty. One broken door, one ruined batch of dough, and one very determined orc later, the soft human baker finds herself bent over her own counter, claimed so thoroughly her quiet life will never be the same.



But the surprise isn’t that she wants him.

It’s that he stays.



As bread rises in the oven and rumours rise in the village, Gashnod keeps coming back—bringing game for the table, watching her belly, and making very sure that “put a bun in my oven” stops being just a filthy turn of phrase. Domestic mornings, belly oil massages, and late-night “practice” sessions turn a single raid into something that looks suspiciously like a future.



“An Orc Raided My Pantry and Put a Bun in My Oven” is a high-heat, consent-positive monster breeding short

a possessive orc, a lonely baker, size difference, obsessive devotion, and one very determined attempt to turn a warm kitchen into a real oven for his heir.