Content Warnings: Unrealistic anatomy, futanari, huge cock, huge breasts, size difference. Disclaimer: all characters are 18+ ***** "I hope I didn't hurt him too bad..." Pyrista muttered, chewing her lip nervously as she slowly walked away from the healing rooms, leaving Rhuno in the hands of the paladins more devoted to the healing arts. The pale-skinne...
((Quick author note: This short story has pretty much zero plot, all smut, so no familiarity with the fantasy setting is required. Have fun!)) * Draenei futanari, as many of us have become intimately aware, are fucking insatiable. For many of the same reasons, they also have a tendency towards entitlement and ego issues. This is hardly surprising, being a...
*Oghma here! It seems we've reached chapter 3 of my ongoing saga. The next chapter of "The Preacher's Son" is being worked on, but given everything going on in the world right now it still might be a while. Anyways, hope you all enjoy it, and I'll see you all next time!* **Disclaimer; Excessive sizes, fantasy elements, futanari and general silliness ahead....
Shattrath City expanded in a wide field of destruction beneath Pinter and Mandala. Once the bastion of Draenei civilization, the hub of all enterprise, philosophy, and religion of Draenor culture, the city was a smoldering heap. Pinter had been here before. She was sure Mandala had been here, too. Alliance and Horde forces had joined Khadgar, Thrall, and oth...
"Anduin... is all of this true?" Velen asked, the shock plain in his purple eyes. The High King had returned to Stormwind ahead a literal army of draenei slaves yesterday and immediately sent for the prophet. As the leader of the draenei on Azeroth, his alter-ego on Draenor having sacrificed himself to cleanse K'ara, the same Naaru who was now linked and ens...
Lady Sylvanas licked the last bit of cum off of her fingers as she and her Dark Ranger companion walked away from the Zeppelin which had ferried them from Orgrimmar and back to Tirisfal. The Goblins maintaining the ship waved goodbye to them and busied themselves with getting their pants back on. It was dark and humid. The ground was wet from a recent downpo...
It was spring, the perfect time to explore a land such as Eversong. The normal beauty of the region was only amplified by the fresh season. As flowers bloomed all over the place, their scent began to fill the air, and Navrin the Draenei smiled as he breathed it in. He was an adventurer, one of the few members of the Alliance not focused on combating the Hord...
[Pre-story]Content Warnings: unrealistic anatomy, futa, horse cock, huge cock, excessive cum. Disclaimer: All characters are 18+[/pre-story] Lay On Hands, Chapter 3 Pyrista held her wife's gaze as her lips lingered on the flared tip of Rylinne's cock, the lewd kiss intensifying. As her hands continued to stroke up and down Rylinne's length, her head began...
A/N: This story is set in the Warcraft universe, and as such is heavily influenced by it's lore. For further information(such as pictures) about characters such as Sylvanas, visit WoWPedia.org and use the search button. Dark Ranger Clea grit her teeth together as yet another screech berated her eardrums. Quickly, and on silent feet, she peaked into the...
Yrel's Chronicles: Prologue Months had passed since the war on Draenor ended and the Legion was defeated. The inhabitants of Draenor had dedicated that time to rebuild their homeland. While the war and fel influence had ravaged wilderness and cities alike, there was nothing that hard work, magic and a peaceful environment couldn't fix, and so it was that in...