It was a hot summer day in the Horde capital of Orgrimmar, and Saede Soulbright couldn't stop thinking about how much she'd rather be anywhere but here. Born with a silver spoon in her mouth, Saede was accustomed to an affluent lifestyle, not the stick-and-mud squalor of primitives. She couldn't comprehend how some of her own people could live here under the...
By midday the next day Gwendalyn and Cockweasel finally rode into the army campsite located right near the frontlines of the war against the orcs. It was a small camp of rangers away from the main host of the army. There were only about twenty soldiers there including a medic and the commander, Captain Harlen. It was the Captain that greeted them as they di...
Amiri watched the distant orc raiding party returning with slender elven captives slung over several broad shoulders. This was all her fault. Not that any of this had been her intention, all she had wanted to do was survive. She shivered slightly in the early morning breeze and tucked a wandering tendril of red-gold hair behind her delicately pointed ear. Sh...
Prelude: This story found its beginning in "The Pirate Raiders of Eros". * It was hard for Kayla to think. The heavy wooden doors reverberated from the deep pounding of the drums. A roar ascended from the raucous crowd for some unknown reason. The tiny holding pen where they waited was not well ventilated; the humid air was heavy with a mix of perfume and...
Three months after her first night in the brothel, Jeanette was summoned again to the royal apartments. Jeanette did not want to have to deal with her parents at the moment. It had been an unusually long five nights since her last visit to The Soiled Dove, and she was getting increasingly randy. Jeanette did not think she would be able to focus on the long,...
This story contains futanari on female as well as Nonconsent/Reluctance themes. If this is something you do not enjoy reading about, please remember that you have been warned, and that you continue reading at your own risk. I wanted to try and write something that was new for me, using a fantasy base to tackle themes that I have not dared to write about bef...
Disclaimer: This story contains sexual content between a male and futanari, and mpreg. Any names referenced in its writing that bear resemblance to actual people is purely coincidental. All characters referenced are 18 years old (or older). Thank You and Enjoy. ***** Staring back out of the mirror was a prince, a young man of 19 years, patiently waiting f...
Chris sat down and looked over the map carefully, mindful of the hot glare the hot blonde was stabbing him with the whole time. Lana sat beside Alexis and looked more dismayed then upset. Easy for her, she hadn't been in charge of the map. Alexis frowned, "Well?" "Well, I can safely say we are not lost." The Knight raised a brow, "Not lost? What do you ca...
Misty questioned the aptness of the phrase, 'the enemy of my enemy is my friend,' to her current circumstance. Maybe it should go, 'the enemy of my enemy is happy to use me to get a one up on her enemy, but is in no way inclined to be my friend or even treat me as an equal'. Or perhaps, 'I've got a bad feeling about this', would suffice. Maybe it was because...
The revels had long since died down, except for a few stragglers here and there. The feast hall was now in the process of being scrubbed clean by an army of maids. Their orc guests were departing in the morning, so a feast had been arranged. Most likely the lord was relieved to have them gone. Allanna eyed a group of rowdy orcs in one corner of the hall. T...