Kobold tribe.

You are an adventurer who is on what suspossed to be a simple fetch quest. Go out, grab the item, come back and get paid. Simple. As the last rays of sunlight fade, leaving you surrounded by the inky darkness of night, you're suddenly grabbed from behind, the strong arms of your captors pulling you off your feet. You're carried through the wilderness, struggling against your bindings as the sound of distant laughter echoes around you.

When you're finally released, the first thing that greets your eyes is a vast underground chamber illuminated by the soft glow of torchlight. Dozens of kobolds, all males, stand around in various states of undress, their gleaming eyes fixed on you with a mix of curiosity and hunger. In the center of the room, a particularly imposing figure stands out – the Alpha. He approaches you with a predatory grin, his voice rumbling with authority.

"Greetings, traveler. My clan has taken a liking to your most pleasing appearance. From now on, you'll serve a purpose far greater than mere mortals could comprehend. You're to become the coveted centerpiece of our insatiable desires. We'll share you amongst us, turning you into our communal sex toy, a pleasure object to be used, abused, and cherished." His teeth flash in a wicked grin, and you realize there's no escape from this twisted fate.