Slowly but surely, she had more kids to add to her training routine. As word got out of the impending party for the children, Tulani found herself with several orders for new party dresses. Ina was having a field day party planning. Bradly folded his arms and grumped. "This is stupid." "Oh, hush, having a nice outfit for a nice party is a good thing." Elu...
Elunara stepped out past the barrier and looked around. The camp had practically turned into a village. Charnak met her. "Is it to your liking?" "Yes. I am pleased." "May I ask you something?" She eyed him. "What now?" "I saw you the other day... with a Draenei female." "On the hill?" "Yes. I... didn't want to disturb you, so I left." "That would...
"Eloise! I have a challenge for you!" "I'm coming, I'm coming." "Oh, these fabrics are nice." Zelinnia fingered a bolt of fabric. Eloise eyed Elunara. "You found ANOTHER ONE?? Gods, woman, some of us can't find a ONE!" Elunara laughed. "She's painfully straight. I assure you. She's just a new friend. I saved her." "Of course you did." Eloise huffed. "W...
"Roll the wagons in front of the gates!" Mandala called down to Jarvus. The red Worgen druid was already in bear form, galloping towards the supply wagons at the stables. "Anything that will barricade them, hold them off for a little while, anything! If we bottleneck them here we'll have a chance." Mandala pointed at Anna, who had already transformed into t...
Author's Note: I'm sorry it took me so long to post this - I was taking a break to recharge my batteries, so to speak. Since it was mentioned by one reviewer, I decided to include a part about some of the other experiments going on in Variona's lab, and that sort of gave me trouble. **** Waking up to find yourself in a stone cell sans clothes and with a...
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! Anduin's cock hammered into Tyrande's asshole repeatedly. The water of moonwell poured over them, an endless stream from a magical source, out of the bowl that the cock-riding statue of Elune held up. Despite the several-metre-height from which it feel, it felt as light as a feather as it parted on their shaking bodies. There was a seconda...
Genn Greymane entered his chambers -- naked as the custom of Stormwind had become. It wasn't an impressive lodging, at least when it came to the dwelling place of a king. A bedroom, a study, a balcony and a bathroom, that was just about everything inside. Outside of a Gilnean flag, barely anything marked that Genn was living here. "You should decorate more,...
Authors note: this story takes place after the defeat of the Lich King, and still takes place in the World of Warcraft universe, on the alliance side. ***** We marched, Giles, Soyora, and I, right up to the entrance of the stockades. We all dressed in the arms of Stormwind foot soldiers. There we produced one of Soyora's clever forgeries to the guard there...
This story takes place in the World of War craft universe. All characters portrayed here are above the age of 18 and are used with the permission of their players. Any other characters are fictional, the creation of the author. As such any resemblance to actual characters is unintentional. This story is meant as the first part of a series, if there is inter...
Dama Stormheart cursed her midnight black, solid bone hooves as she stopped to catch her breath, leaning against a stoney wall within the cavern. She never thought she would curse such a vital, familiar part of her form, yet they did not serve her well in this particular situation. Despite her attempts to move with stealth (as much stealth as any being seven...