The warchief scoffed and shot her subordinate an amused glance before focusing her attention back to the large mirror hanging upon the wall in front of her. She was fresh out of the bath, clad in nothing but a towel which was soon deposited on the floor. "Don't mind them." Sylvanas motioned to two naked blood elf men sleeping on her luxurious four poster b...
Sa'ani lay on her stomach on her bed, clad in her typical tight leather pants and harness that served as a shirt, reading a battered novel. Maiirn was nowhere to be found, off on a bounty. And Sa'ani had the afternoon to herself. Typically, she would have something to do. Hunting small game, visiting Versteckt or running to Shattrath for a show. Today she ha...
This short story is for those that are over 18 only. The following is a fantasy and in no way reflects any real persons. Any similarities are purely coincidental. This is a fictional story made from the imagination of a World of Warcraft player. * My name is Birghid and this is the story of some of my sexual escapades. I am one of the few humans that resid...
Wyxt leans against the stairs, massive, silk-clad breasts hanging over the edge of the staircase, one elbow on the banister and her chin in hand as she peers at the room down below from the faint shadow of that dragon snout helm. Peering at Varrain, and then Throk fondly, Wyxt speaks up to the three men in the bar, the gnoll included. "I owe th' lot o' ye f'...
DISCLAIMER: The stories in the "Celebrity" section of Literotica are all fictional parodies - none are true, nor are they approved of by the celebrities named in the stories. Authors write these fictitious stories about famous people for the same reason that Larry Flynt made fun of Jerry Falwell, because they can. The Supreme Court of the United States, the...
*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....
Ch.02: Passing the Time The wooden flooring creaked as her heavy boot made contact with it. Clea and Sylvanas had boarded the Zeppelin destined for Orgrimmar and Clea found that there was little to do besides pacing back and forth. Sylvanas was usually locked in her room, presumably thinking as Undead do not need to sleep. The Goblins on the ship seemed to...
Ginger flipped her long purple hair as she strolled into the hospital. She had yet another stupid delivery quest to complete. The money was good, so she never could complain about that. What she did wonder about, was the location of the drop off. She wasn't aware there were hospitals in this universe. Universes were funny like that, you never knew what to...
"Honey, I'm home!" Sylvanas, Clea, and Saurfang looked up just in time to see a small Goblin burst through the door, a lock pick falling to the ground next to him as he entered. "What the hell are you doing here Gallywix? You know I said I would entertain your company at your palace." The Banshee Queen spoke to Gallywix, leader of the Goblins within the Ho...
Author's Note: First of all, I looked back over my Humanoids of the Deep tribute and noticed that there were a lot of words missing, as apparently some things got lost in translation, and I sincerely apologize for that. This is my first attempt at a Warcraft porn story, with a bit of a plot thrown in there just to confuse people. -------------------- It...