27 Training Day

A hard slap to Xa'Gun's stomach snapped him from the soft embrace of sleep.

"Come on, it's time to start Mama's Hell Training!" Hellie spoke in an even more excited state than usual.

Xa'Gun opened his eyes to stare into the smiling face of Hellie, as he rolled up from his lying position on the couch to be seated, as he attempted to wake.

"Come on to the back, I got everything We need to start!" Hellie walked passed Xa'Gun, and as she did so, Xa'Gun's groggy half-awake state was swept away as his eyes followed her undulating hips.

Hellie stopped at the back door of the burrow to look over her should to Xa'Gun, who was still sitting on his couch, "Are you coming?"

"Not, yet... I-ER!" Xa'Gun got up quickly and stretched releasing a loud grunt, hoping that Hellie didn't understand or didn't hear.

Hellie smile changed slightly to a mischievous smirk, but she didn't make comment as she walked out of the door. Xa'Gun watching her walk out the door, sighed in relief.

"Ahem..." Xa'Gun heard a throat being cleared behind him, as he turned quickly to see Jukzuk staring at him with one eye closed.

"Be a bit more subtle with an Orcess... Thankfully Hellie doesn't mind forward-thinking Orcs, but you can't be like that with other Orcess. Understand?"

Xa'Gun grunted in understanding, knowing that his mouth slipped while he was sleepy.

"Also, son... You need to become more aware of your surroundings... This is the third time I've walked-up on you, and you didn't know it."

"...Wait? Three times?"

Jukzuk nodded and walked past him as he exited to where Hellie was in the back courtyard.

Xa'Gun stretched his head, as he followed. Stepping into the area he noticed odd-looking tools of various sizes.

"Hey, Uncle!"

"How is little Lili doing this morning?" Jukzuk asked as Xa'Gun looked at the sky finally realizing that the sun hadn't come up...

"Uncle! Gezzz... No ones called me that in ten years!" Hellie stamped her foot but was clearly in a good mood.

"Hahaha! What's wrong little Lili? Don't like your name?"

"Uncle! You know that's not my true name!"

"I'm calling you that anyway, so get used to it again! Haha," Jukzuk laughed, while Xa'Gun walked to the large tools on the surrounding grounds.

"Fine! But what's Xa'Gun's nickname then! I'm not going to be the only one here with one!"

"Oh, That's a good point!" Jukzuk rubbed his chin in thought, "I know... Gun-Gun!"

Xa'Gun grunted to look up after being talked about.

"Hahahaa!" Hellie held her sides! "Yes! Let's call him that!"

"Wot? What about mountain-moutains?"

"No, son, haha" Jukzuk shook his head while laughing, "Orcs like to have nicknames to use between close family and friends, "These are always picked by their elders, and yours is not Gun-Gun."

"Oh...? Okay..." Xa'Gun nodded his head.

"Be happy. It means you're cared for." Jukzuk continued.

Hellie finally calmed down as she pointed to the tools, "Let me explain these first. Proper use will make you strong. Oh, Uncle, can you go get the Ghost Berry?"

"Hmmm... I thought you already had it... Alright. Be careful while I'm gone. This should take me about an hour." Jukzuk grunted as he turned around and walked with a bit more pep in his step than the days before, though his back was still hunched.

"Alrighty then. Just you and me now Gun-Gun, haha." Hellie put her hands on her wipe fit hips.

"Oh?"

"A trick I learned from my smart sister."

"Trick?"

"Yeah, how else can I show you some things." Hellie laughed, as she approached a toll that looked like a large double-headed hammer.

"These Xa'Gun are called the Mountain Lord's tools, but honestly, We just call them weights, for short."

"Why are they called Mountain Lord's tools then?"

"Old story about some orc on a mountain to become a lord. Demze can tell you better if you can get her to talk."

Xa'Gun grunted to understand.

"The best part here is that using them is super simple. All you got to do it pick it up... and put it down."

"Wot?"

"That's it, but the special trick is doing it, like, a lot. I mean like alot-alot. Everyday type a lot."

"Oh, so I just pick it up." Xa'Gun walked over to the large barbell and beat his back to lift it.

"No! Nonononono!" Hellie approached quickly and slapped Xa'Gun's large hand in mid-air that was attempting to grab the bar.

"Never with your back!"

"Oh, then... Tell me how, if you can."

"Mama's going to teach you. I might not be smart like my sister, but I know my way with these tools, see?" Hellie stroke a front double biceps pose showing both of her shapely well-defined biceps.

Xa'Gun nodded and grunted to express his approval.

Hellie walked around the barbell and to the side of Xa'Gun, "Alright, so you have to squat and-" Xa'Gun listened to Hellie's explanation, as she positioned his body like he was a mannequin.

"Then you grab tight here, and then you stand up with this bar." Hellie continued, "This is only a little bit of weight to learn the movements, but I've got more pilled to the side."

Xa'Gun listened seriously; even as Helli's body brushed up against him several times, he concentrated on the movements. He effortlessly moved this small amount of weight.

"Alright, so do that a few more times, until you think you got it." Hellie watched as Xa'Gun continued.

[He's a fast learner... Well faster than me...] Hellie thought to her self, as she eye licked Xa'Gun.

After learning dead-lifts, Hellie taught Xa'Gun various other exercises such as the military press, shrug, etc.... Though the Orcs named the exercises by different names, the movements were the same.

After learning the barbell and the dumbbells, Hellie showed Xa'Gun something of his interest since he walked out.

The large round black stones, five in total.

Hellie walked over to the largest stone slapping it on top, "These here are lifting stones, called Balls of the Mountain Lord."

"...Like those balls...?"

"Exactly, hahaha" Hellie laughed at the crudeness, though her complexion turned darker from blush.

"But there are like five of them here..." Xa'Gun countered.

"Then he must have had a lot of balls!" Hellie continued, as she held her sides.

"...What do I do with these then..."

"You lift them, like the bar, but these are harder because of the shape!" Hellie went to the third one and lifted it pretty easily into the air.

"See." Hellie put it back on the ground.

Xa'Gun grunted in understanding.

"I had to get Stonethrower brothers to roll them here... If only I could get them to bring the stands." Hellie gave a dissatisfied grunt, unlike an Orcess.

"Well, I just pick these up and down too?"

"Pretty much, but you can also carry them for so many meters," Hellie nodded, and then pointed to the smallest, "This one is called Useless, this one is called Weakling, this one is Half-Orc, this one is full-Orc, and that would is double-Orc."

"How much do they weigh then?" Xa'Gun questioned.

"Oh, well, that's 23kg, that's 54kg, that's 100kg, that's 154, that's 308kg." Hellie finished with a smile. It took her a long time to memorize these measurements.

"Why are the numbers so uneven?" Xa'Gun asked another question.

"Ummm... Ask Demze later... Come here and pick up the Useless stone like you lifted the barbell." Hellie commanded.

Xa'Gun grunted as he walked over, and gripped it between both his large hands. He easily lifted it and held his arms in front of him.

"Well, as least you aren't useless, though I never thought you were to start..." Hellie nodded, as she pointed her finger to indicate to put it back.

Xa'Gun dropped the stone without much thought, "Hey! Don't drop 'em like that. They might break or chip!" Hellie walked over and checked the stone.

Xa'Gun rubbed the back of his head, "Sorry."

"Don't worry about it, just don't do that again, ya know." Hellie sighed, as she continued, "Let's just skip to the Full-Orc." She again pointed.

Xa'Gun reached around the large black stone that was as large as his belly. He gripped tightly and began to lift...

He found that the stone weighed much more than he thought, as he continued to struggle. His arms turned red along with the rest of his complexion. Veins rose up across his legs, thighs, chest, arms, and back, even a small vein on his forehead bulged forth.

The Stone only lifted about 10cm from the ground, before Xa'Gun put it back down, as he huffed and puffed. His lungs searching for air. He fell to his bottom on the soft dirt.

"Hmmm... I thought for sure you could lift a Full-Orc Stone..." Hellie tilted her head to wonder, as an idea came to her mind.

After a few minutes of rest, Hellie spoke, "Gun-Gun... Try again... I want to see something."

Xa'Gun grunted as he didn't know what she was after... He already tried and the Black Stone whipped him, but he did as she asked.

He got back to his feet and attempted to lift the stone. His skin had retained much of the red color, but it again intensified to the reddish hue he had previously when attempting this feat just a few minutes before...

"Gun-Gun... If you can lift that waist-high... I'll lock lips with you."

"Oh?" In surprise, Xa'Gun almost dropped the stone that was just a couple centimeters from the ground, but when the information finally processed, his veins that pushed against the surface of his skin engorged to mountainous propositions... Almost like there were snakes under his skin that pulsated...

Hellie marveled at Xa'Gun's vascularity even though he was very fat. Surprise surfaced on her face, when the Full-Orc Stone lifted further into the air, as Xa'Gun straightened his back with shaky legs and tremors all over.

"That's good, go ahead and drop it!" Hellie went to the side of Xa'Gun and helped him lower the Stone.

Xa'Gun went to one knee before he collapsed to his back as he attempted to draw in as much air as his lungs could. His belly fully extending up and down to pull and push in the vast amounts of oxygen that his body so desperately needed.

"I-Ha-Didn't-Ha-Think I could-Ha-Lift it!" Xa'Gun breathed in and out as he spoke, closing his eyes.

After fifteen minutes passed and Xa'Gun's breathing turned mostly normal, he continued to lay there with his eyes closed.

It was at this moment, that Xa'Gun felt a soft pair of lips cover his own...