Chapter 2 - Part 2

The influx of Worgen joining had other impacts beyond the Alliance itself. Numerous ruthless criminals were also freed, originally sent out to fight the Forsaken, but now there was no way to keep them under leash. As such, the gorgeous Vanessa VanCleef, queen of the Defias, found herself dealing with a whole influx of new recruits, all murders and thieves, willing to put their services to the Brotherhood in exchange for coin. Or other compensation.


“Wait your fucking turns!” Vanessa snarled, slapping away a throbbing worgen cock that was poking at her shoulder. She already had one in her mouth and wore the cum from a few before that on her face. The bandit queen of the Defias knelt in front of the long line of new worgen recruits, blowing them one by one. They’d proven to be quite useful, but Vanessa didn’t think they’d all choose the second payment option. Fucking dogs, not a single one took the gold option? Well, at least I can keep it all for myself. She burned with shame, taking in these monsters admittedly huge and delicious cocks one after the other, just to keep her little empire together. Luckily, her loyal bodyguard, Admiral Ripsnarl was watching and would keep these horndogs in line. Fully clothed thought she was, her red uniform did little to hide her sculpted thighs and beautiful ass, and she shuttered uncomfortably as she imagined the horde of wolfmen lusting after it and what they would do to her if given the chance.


“We’re gonna be here all day at this rate!” One complained from the back of the line. 


“Hey wait a second,” The second worgen in line came to a shocking realization. “We’re criminals, right? So why the fuck are we following her rules?” 


“Cause if you don’t, Ripsnarl will cut off all your- ARUGHHGHH!” her threats were cut off by a shriek as she felt her loyal worgen bodyguard’s claws spread her ass-cheeks. “R-Ripsnarl, w-what the fuck are you doing?!” 


“You,” he leered. “We’ve got enough worgen here now to take over, I think. The Defias is ours now. And what use do I have for a sexy little rape-bait human bitch now, other than a fuck-toy?”


Vanessa screamed as he plunged his cock balls-deep into her pussy in one fell swoop, her tight human slit squeezing him with incredible heat and pressure. This wasn’t the first time she was taking her loyal servant’s cock, having quite frequently used her delicious body as a means to her ends. One way or another, she was always in control, even when her lovers thought she wasn’t. Whether blowing Stormwind guards to get them to look the other way, or a riding a nobleman’s youthful son to completion before robbing the estate blind while he dozed, Vanessa did it all of her own volition. But the cold realization with a crowd of worgen, each easily outweighing her by three times, this was something else entirely. She was exactly what they wanted her to be. And it seemed like they wanted her to be their tight human fuck-toy.


The first cock began fucking her throat again, making her eyes water now that the worgen could dictate the tempo of his movements, wrestling control from Vanessa with Ripsnarl’s encouragement. “Don’t let her protests fool you, this hot little bitch was made for worgen cocks!” Ripsnarl laughed. “She always pretends to dislike it at first, but one taste and she begs for my knot. Isn’t that right, Miss VanCunt?”


Vanessa’s face burned bright red partly in shame, party due to the rough facefucking she was subjected to. She couldn’t deny it, many bored nights she went to Ripsnarl’s quarters, stumbling out hours later with the her ass sore and holes dripping, streaks of cum on her face or hair. She knew how virile and ready to fuck at any moment worgen were, and frequently took advantage of it. Too frequently, apparently, as she knew of her degrading nickname given by Ripsnarl, hearing it behind her back, but never refuting it openly. And now it seemed a whole lot more men knew of her indiscretions.


Vanessa’s puffy cunt lips being shoved apart by Ripsnarl’s familiar cock, combined with a similarly sized monster shoved down her gullet, both rock-hard, throbbing members ruining her ability to think clearly. Her nose overpowered with the musky scent of unwashed worgen and lewd sweat, clouding her thoughts all the more. The primal part of her brain persuading her to just give in, be the animals’ cock-puppet was growing louder. She loved it, every moment. The way her throat bulged out painfully, the large, clawed hands groping her rear and spreading her cheeks, the leering and taunting from the other worgen waiting their turn, she never imagined being in the centre of a beastly breeding orgy could feel so incredible. And why not? If one Ripsnarl could make her cum a dozen times a night, scream and wail like the banshee slut, begging oh-so-indecently for his knot, what would become of VanCleef after a room full of Ripsnarls? A permanent name change to ‘VanCunt’ might have been on the cards. 


Determined to find out, Vanessa dove head-first into the madness. Figuratively, of course, as the madness was currently twitching and cumming into her belly. Eyes wide in surprise, she grabbed onto the monster’s furred thighs and lodged herself forwards, barely necessary as the worgen grabbed her by her hair and slammed her face hard into his crotch regardless. Either way, the eagerness with which she impaled herself did not go unnoticed, and as she admitted her defeat and swallowed him down, every last drop without fail, the hot, thick cream settling into his belly, more worgen stepped up and Vanessa welcomed them. He plundered her throat even while cumming huge loads, shooting a rope of burning cum with each thrust forwards. Only after a dozen such pumps did he lodge himself all the way into her oesophagus, twitching as the last bits of seed dipped out.


“Hughghnnnn...” she moaned throatily as the softening cock pulled out of her, a long string of spit and cum dangling from her lips and falling onto her tits. “Worgen cock... hughgnnn... it’s so good!” she cried out, grunting in interruption as Ripsnarl continued pounding her pussy without pause. “More... more cocks... please! Make me your breeding bitch! I love your big furry dicks!” 


As more worgen stepped up to fulfill her desires, Ripsnarl pulled out of her sopping cunt and finished on her bountiful rear, a few ropes of hot cum sticking onto her ass, a generous gift from her ex-second-in-command. “You boys can knot her first. I’ve bred this womb so many times we ended up employing an abortion mage full-time,” Ripsnarl mocked. “So go ahead, fill her up!”


Not needing any more encouragement, and quite frankly, not giving a damn about whether VanClit got knocked up with a nice litter in the first place, Vanessa felt more big worgen cocks pressing her petals aside and sinking into her hot channel as she was picked up off the ground. A second cock pressed against her not-as-abused, but certainly experienced asshole, spreading her cheeks again. Sandwiched between two massive worgen beasts and all of their fur and muscle, Vanessa trembled like a bitch in heat in anticipation, letting out a guttural shriek as she was double-impaled. Wrapping her arms and legs around the giant beast in front of her in natural reaction to being bred, barely able to reach all the way around so undersized the human woman was compared to her lovers, Vanessa was in nothing short of ecstasy as the worgen began fucking her pussy and asshole in tandem. 


“Fuck me, fuck me, FUCK ME!” Vanessa screamed, so quickly turning into a mindless slut like so many other female citizens of Azeroth. “Y-you’re ripping my ass open! It’s too good!”


Vanessa’s big, delicious ass quaked as it was pounded, jiggling mesmerizingly. Even as two clawed hands gripped it tightly, the beautiful fatty cheeks still bounced noticeably, as expected of Vanessa’s greatest assets. Her bouncy tits fantastic of course, fat, juicy cock-kissing lips with the skill to match, her lithe, athletic yet curvy body would easily fetch her a king’s ransom in tips every night in a high-class strip club, but it was her hips and her ass, so gorgeous, so curvy, so tantalizing peeking out from under her tabard, it was no wonder the assembled worgen all forwent a gold payment for a turn fucking it. And it was every bit as good fucking it as one would imagine, squeezing their cocks like nothing else, a hot, tight passage they couldn’t help but slam into with all of their might. So hot and tight, her soft skin tingling at the touch, twitching as the worgen man-handled her with ease and rough callousness. 


Still, the bandit leader could take it, Vanessa taking their cocks like an absolute pro, flexing her core, grinding against them best she could, making her body as appealing a piece of meat to enjoy as she possibly could. And she was certainly appealing. The two worgen double-penetrating her were no strangers to raping human women, hell they’d even fucked a few with consent (how rare that seems to be around here), but none had come close to fucking them back with a level of enthusiasm approaching the young VanCockslut. Human women loved worgen cock, even if a few were too stubborn to admit it, after a few hours of relentless mating their orgasms spoke for themselves. Adventurers, guards, any women in a position to be taken advantage of by worgen criminals usually found themselves in exact that position, pinned to the ground or a wall, clothes torn away roughly by sharp claws, before being pounded into submission by the oversized monsters. Even the sluttiest of sluts, pursuing worgen solely for the chance to be fucked, begging to have their assholes knotted were used up and uninteresting, bodies wasted after years of fucking orcs and trolls. Yet Vanessa’s body was as perfect as the day she turned eighteen, especially her flawless ass, as tight and magnificent a fuck as any fresh virgin, with all the experience and skills of a royal concubine. The worgen cursed, practically disappointed he would eventually have to bust in this beautiful ass and give someone else a turn. He’d honestly would’ve been happy spending an entire week fucking if he could.


“Fuck, you really love getting your ass pounded, don’t you?” The worgen leered. “Pretty tight for such a butt-slut!”


“Yesssss, yessss! My sexy little human body was built for taking your cocks!” She howled, tilting her head back in loving cries. “Keep fucking meee!”


Vanessa pussy was just as good, amazingly hot and tight, no evidence of it’s owner being the insatiable slut she was, squelching and clenching the invading member, lewd noises and juices escaping with each hard thrust. Certainly wetter than her rear, practically a sopping, messy waterfall of love juices dripping down her leg, evidence of just how much she was enjoying every last moment. The worgen’s pointed prick, throbbing red and thick, bumped into every sensitive nerve inside her walls, igniting her core with mind-blowing pleasure with every slight motion. She’d experimented with orcs and trolls of course, as any young woman in Azeroth, but even they paled in comparison to just how primal a fucking worgen could inflict, and humans and elves, forget it! Vanessa’s last few functioning brain cells pieced together enough to realize she was broken now, a slave to big worgen dicks, never again to enjoy sex with a human or otherwise. The rest of her brain, however, loved the idea. A room full of worgen ready to fuck her into oblivion, not to mention even more that would show up in the days to come, or rather, to cum, hopefully all deep inside her. There’s no way she wouldn’t be impregnated by the end of all this. Even thought Ripsnarl pulled out and she could convince a few of the worgen to do the same, she could already hear their low voices, their leering comments, how they were going to turn her womb into their personal breeding chamber. 


I-I’m gonna be just breeding stock for these dirty criminals! They’ll keep me around to feed their young, f-fuck, I’m gonna be bent over and bred even while their tiny bastards suckle on my tits two at a time!


Just the thought sent Vanessa over the edge, a surprise she hadn’t orgasmed yet despite the incredible pussy and butt-fucking she’d been taking. Her legs straightened, toes curling, and her back arched, sending her face upwards in a wide-eyed scream as she came hard, squirting all over the worgen in front of her. Her entire body trembled and shook, even as tightly as she was being manhandled by her assailants, they nearly dropped her. Of course, with two massive cocks impaling her from below, she really wasn’t going anywhere. Now that the floodgates opened, she began climaxing in earnest. Her voice high-pitched and piercing as she shrieked and screamed, every word, every motion, every muscle professing her love for big worgen cocks and her new role as their personal cumdump.


“Ahhh! F-fuck me! Yessss, j-just like that! You stinking fucking animals, fuck, y-your cocks are too good!” Vanessa babbled, pressing her face in furred worgen chest and squeezing into him as tightly as she could with her arms. “Oh, yesss! Worgen cock is the best! I-I’ll be your slave, your cockmeat, just keep fucking me! VanCunt’s all I am! Just a few warm holes to please your big worgen cocks!”


Under such incredible pressure and squeezed so tightly between two monsters, getting her holes destroyed by their cocks felt almost secondary. Vanessa came again and again, each time squirting hard around their cocks, unwillingly clenching her asshole even tighter, her body far outside her own control now. “Fill me! Fill me! Breed me! Breed meeeee!” Her entire body shook and quivered as it was pounded into oblivion, her slender form entirely at the mercy of her harsh lovers.


“Take my cum, slut!” One worgen snarled as he unloaded deep into her womb. Shot after shot of scalding cum filled Vanessa’s fresh womb, overwhelming and bathing her ready reproductive chambers. Only being knotted by Ripsnarl could compare, nothing else even came close. Her body so full of familiar warmth and comfortable fullness of a worgen creampie, Vanessa couldn’t help but crash into another orgasm, cumming hard, sparks of mind-blowing pleasure shooting up and down every nerve, sending her mind reeling. Clenching her pretty ass involuntarily only drove the other worgen to completion as well, one final pump into her ass, meaty girth firmly lodged deep in Vanessa’s rear before he began releasing his own load. 


“Such a tight ass,” he groaned as his cock twitched with each splattering rope of jizz plugging up her anus. His clawed fingers clenching her squishy ass-cheeks so hard they left bright red marks on the skin of her delicious rump, practically clamping down on his own cock with handfuls of raw ass-flesh. As he pumped the last spurts of semen into her rear, both worgen released their slutty bitch and Vanessa’s shaky legs crumpled under her, sending her on her hands and knees, globs of seed dripping from her gaping holes. 


“Juicy little slut,” one remarked spanking her jiggly butt hard as he stepped away.


“You boys really love this ass, don’t you,” Vanessa giggled, turning away from the numerous remaining worgen still waiting for a turn. She shook her well-fucked rear, cum still leaking from both her holes. “Then why don’t you come over and show me your appreciation... my pretty little asshole is just begging for more cocks...”


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A full week after the first worgen arrived in Darnassus, the tree city had changed completely. Timeless the night elves were, even a full week of orgies and unadulterated breeding wasn’t enough to satisfy the all-female population. Some of the worgen were beginning to have second thoughts, unable to walk ten feet in any direction without horny night elf women practically throwing themselves at them and their spent dicks. Tyrande and Shandris were at the centre of it all in particular, the heads of the night elf society and military spending days and days doing little else than acting as worgen cockholsters, drinking their cum from each other’s holes. Shandris’ incredible warrior stamina made her the perfect fucking machine, her athletic purple body able to take twice as many loads as any ordinary woman, enjoying blowing out her pussy and asshole with as many cocks at a time as she could. Meanwhile Tyrande, much older and a masterful healer, was nowhere near as adventurous, “only” taking a few men at any given time. The worgen loved the pair, enjoying taking the most important members of high elf society and making them into slaves for their cocks. After the first three days of non-stop fucking, Shandris collapsed from sheer exhaustion and spent the next few hours being limply fucked while asleep, before waking up with her face covered by a fresh coat of cum being devoured by Tyrande. Mother and daughter worked in tandem, their tantalizingly sexy elven bodies used as tools for extracting worgen seed.


The rest of Darnassus quickly followed suite, even the most prude women eventually tasting, and then becoming addicted to worgen cocks. The virgin priestesses in particular fell the hardest, the repressed women falling into depraved gangbangs rivalling their mistress in excitement almost immediately. Public sex was just the default state of affairs at this point, few women bothering to bring their fuckbuddies into their houses or beds, preferring to instead hike up their skirts and bend over a fence or something, the few that continued to wear clothes at all, that is. Most simply strolled around nude, legs weak, fresh worgen cum dripping from their holes or off their faces as they walked, rarely able to get to their destinations without getting knotted a few times along the way. The few that had anywhere to go, that is, the rest perfectly content to simply wander around deliriously looking for fresh cocks to enjoy.


Almost bored of all the limitlessly slutty women in the city, some worgen began spreading out into the forest, a few stumbling on a Warden outpost and camp, others finding various night elves that for one reason or another, didn’t want to be in the city. They all did want one thing though, and Maiev Shadowsong found her private quarters to be very, very full of big, hulking worgen, and her holes to be very, very full of big, worgen cocks. The other Wardens were suspicious as first, some hostile, but upon seeing their normally dauntless leader turning into a mewing cumdump, a dozen worgen creampies decorating her genitals, eagerly spreading her pink holes for any big cock that wanted a taste, they too threw themselves into the mix. And of course, word soon spread of a camp of horny, sexually repressed, deliciously athletic elven beauties and the Wardens found themselves with almost more worgen cock than they could handle. Almost.


With a large group of their fellows now keeping the used-to-be-fresh Warden cunts knotted at all times, some of the worgen less intent on sharing left to find more elven bitches to breed for themselves. Their fundamental urges unleashed in a place with more than enough women to keep them satisfied, all of Darnassus would soon become a breeding ground for the furred monsters, and the inhabitants wanted nothing else.


So it was almost a bit of a surprise for a young worgen, Ed Silverbranch, just barely into adulthood and yet personally already seeded Shandris’ fertile womb and enjoyed the hot tight insides of Maiev’s throat, as well as the bodies of various less important night elves. The well-hung young man had woken up this morning to a heavenly blowjob from a slim, sexy Warden choking down his monstrous worgen dick with lewd slurping, but the sound of one of his friends moaning as he pounded the girl’s ass simply ruined the moment. He quickly fed the grateful Warden her warm breakfast and moved on with his day, roaming the forest looking for any night elves that somehow hadn’t already been claimed, a quest that seemed more and more futile by the moment.


As such, it seemed almost too good to be true when out of a thicket of trees stepped a absolute beauty of a night elf. She approached him slowly, her hips thick and full, perfect for carrying litters of pups. Legs shaped and long, waist slim, breasts bountiful, striking a perfect balance between large and fulfilling without any hint of sagging. Her face radiated a innocent beauty easily contesting Tyrande herself, and hair and eyebrows green like the leaves surrounding her. And most incredibility, her eyes closed as she walked up to him, hips swaying like a well-practiced seductress. 


The elven form of Ysera pressed her perfect body against Ed and nuzzled his chest with her waifish face. “I’ve been watching you for some time, Ed,” her voice seemed to fill his mind without it even entering his ears. His fanged mouth turned up in a smile as he envisioned that warm, melodic voice screaming in delight and begging for his cock. “Show me what you can do. Make me feel good, and I’ll give you a night you’ll never forget...”


Needing no more encouragement, he swiftly reached down and grabbed the small elf by the shins before flipping her entirely upside down. Without any time to react, the normally stoic Ysera let out a yelp in surprise as Ed’s stiffy smacked her in the face. Her mind quickly moved on as she felt his long, slithering tongue lap at her clit, poking slightly into her snatch with every long lick. His hands holding Ysera tightly by her ankles, dangling her upside down, her long, flowing hair pooling on the ground, before taking a few awkward steps forwards and pinning the dragon to the trunk of a nearby tree. With her body secured, Ed began devouring the Dreamer’s inviting pussy in earnest, sending his animalistic tongue deeper and deeper into her folds, harshly tasting her delicious insides, sending waves of tingling pleasures down her spine, coaxing a series of exotic moans out of the ancient dragon. 


Ysera had never been taken like this before. Her concubines, so subservient they were to their Aspect that they wouldn’t ever have even dreamed of doing anything like this to her. Yet this change of pace was what Ysera loved, periodically taking on the sexy, nubile form of a young night elf to fuck absolutely anything that was willing, and that quantifier was no quantifier at all as absolutely anything was willing to fuck her. Like the other dragons, she could take on any form, but a night elf with a pair of small but perfectly shaped breasts, so perky and enticing, her ass fat and hips wide, perfect, smooth skin barely hidden by her skimpy clothing, giving a barely-legal youthful appearance with the sexual experience of being tens of thousands of years old, who could resist? Her favourite mates in those secluded nights were wolves, it was impossible to deny. In her innocent, close-eyed elven form, Ysera would lay in the midst of them, letting beast after beast fuck her brains out, each filling up her juicy cunt with such a blazing warmth, spending hours upon hours knotted, cum leaking from every hole, an endless parade of orgasmic bliss as her need to be bred, to be dominated, to be used was fulfilled. Her safety never in jeopardy of course, she’d spend weeks breeding entire packs one at a time, filling her body with obscene volumes of delicious wolf semen. Finally, with a new species of half-wolf, half-man, she could have everything she ever wanted: to be dominated by a savage beast, but also one skilled enough for her to truly enjoy it.


And as Ysera felt the long, slithering tongue worming into her sopping hole, her back arching uncontrollably as she came, soft ass pressing against the rough tree bark, she couldn’t resist the long, red member passing her lips. “Fuck my face,” Ysera murmured, her eyes still closed, of course. Ed needed no more encouragement than that and bucked his hips hard, shoving his entire considerable elf-breaker right down Ysera’s hot throat. At the same time, he buried his face in her taint, grinding his tongue against her insides as hard and fast as he could, finding and abusing every sensitive spot in Ysera’s pussy and igniting them with mind-breaking pleasure. 


Having her tight throat abused along with her cunt tongue-fucked at the same time was a whole new world for Ysera, and her entire body was bathed in a hot cloud of desperate pleasure. Even as she choked down the numerous inches of hard cock, sputtering and drooling uncontrollably, she just wanted more. Her hands grabbed onto his taunt thigh muscles, feeling them flex as he fucked her, his entire body a hard, well-oiled machine designed solely to pleasure her. Ysera’s slippery cunt practically squirted at how overpowered she was, held down by so much beastly force. She pulled on whatever grip she could get, a pathetic gesture considering how physically weak her elven form was, but the extra encouragement only helped Ed pump his cock into her throat harder and harder, which was all she really wanted in the first place. His crotch practically smashing into her face now with every hard thrust, her entire throat bulging out to take his girth, Ysera was in the middle of the face-fuck of a lifetime, and she didn’t want it to end just yet. Unbeknownst to Ed, Ysera’s magic was subtly surrounding him, concentrated mostly around his junk. He wouldn’t cum until Ysera wished, and his scrotum bathed with such potent life energy they’d refill almost immediately, fast even by worgen standards. That would definitely come in handy later.


But for now, Ysera just wanted a hot drink of worgen sperm, and so they could move on to other, greater things. With her magic triggering it, Ed snarled as he came, spraying a huge helping of cum directly into Ysera’s stomach, who was in a throes of a mind-breaking orgasm herself from the tongue-fucking. So much cum pumped into her waiting stomach, some more filling up her mouth as he pulled out, Ysera choking hard and sputtering, some cum even leaking from her nose, a few more ropes painting her purple face, Ysera was just the epitome of a cock-drunk cumslut after a good hard skullfuck, just what she wanted. 


As Ysera fell off the high of her climax, Ed released her ankles and she landed on the ground, still head over heels against the tree, her own pussy juices leaking and running down her abdomen, a blank expression looking up at him. “Mmmmmm, you’ll do,” Ysera moaned sultrily, still resting in a glow of such incredible sensations. “You’ll do quite nicely.”


“For what?” Ed rumbled, wondering what the elf could possibly still be thinking about.


“Don’t worry about it for now, dear,” Ysera sighed softly before her voice turned a little more sharp. “For now, just come over here and fuck my ass.”


Without another word, Ed simply stepped over Ysera’s limp form and squatted on her. Hands pressing against her legs and pushing down, he folded her in half even harder, taking advantage of the flexible piece of elven meat under him. Ysera yelped in surprise herself as her thighs pressed against her tits and she felt the worgen’s meaty length pushing into her ass. Her hands grabbed at her own rear and spread her cheeks, giving plenty of easy access for the invading worgen. 


“Huhghhnn!” Ysera grunted as Ed slammed into her tight elven asshole. “I was expecting you... ghuhghh! To pull me into some other position.... Mughpphph! Maybe hold me up or pin me down... Guguhghhh!” she choked out the words as her ass was fucked. “Maybe even a little doggystyle... huhghhh! But this... oh you are just perfect! Now pound my ass, you beast!” 


Ed hadn’t really paid much attention to it earlier while being occupied with her taint, but Ysera’s ass was as perfect as one would expect from a dragon queen. Big and firm, perfect purple skin soft and smooth, and the hole itself was so incredibly hot and tight, squeezing his shaft hard. Ysera moved her hands away and fondled her breasts instead as Ed pawed at her rear, kneading the doughy flesh, feeling it ripple and bounce as he pounded into her ass. Her moans increased in frequency and volume as the fucking progressed, eventually biting down on her lips to avoid screaming entirely. Sensing her hesitation, Ed spanked her butt hard, leaving stinging dark purple marks on her otherwise unmarred cheeks. 


“Huuhguhhghhnmmmmphphhhh!” Ysera groaned at the assault, still tweaking at her own nipples, feeling herself sinking into an undeniable pit of bliss. “How’s my ass? You like it?”


“You slut,” Ed laughed. “Yes, I do. And how’s my cock? You like the way it’s hammering into you?” To emphasize the point, he put a bit extra force into the next few thrusts, turning Ysera into a squealing mess, a steady stream of love juices pouring from her empty cunt as her body reacted beyond her control to the incredible sensations.


“I love it!” Ysera wailed, louder now, screaming her lust into the still air, not caring if anyone else intruded on the pair. Hell, a few more worgen might have been exactly what she as looking for. “Your cock is so fucking big, it’s breaking me in two! Don’t stop, don’t stop! Ruin my ass!” 


The energy a bliss-drunk Ysera was unwittingly giving off was being directly right as Ed, filling him with even more strength, and the worgen used it well, impaling the slim elf through the ass again and again. Ysera loved the roughness, the unrelenting pace, the physically overwhelming presence as she was pinned down and assfucked, her tightest, most inexperienced hole blown out and ruined by this unstoppable beast. Without anything occupying her mouth, she was free to throw herself completely into her lusts and scream her pleasures as much as she wanted. Her unused pussy reacted with obvious lust, a waterfall of sticky juices pouring from her nethers, running down her belly as she came again and again from the relentless pounding.


Feeling the wolf-dick in her twitching and tightening, Ysera knew he was close. “Knot me!” she cried out, begging for it like a filthy bestiality-slut, wanting nothing more than to have worgen cock lodged inside her rear for who knows how long, just as long as the pleasure didn’t end. “Don’t you dare pull out! Knot my ass! Fill my butt with your seed!”


Ed had no intentions of disobeying the dragon queen, pumping his entire knot deep inside her ass before it expanded and unloaded, the warm magic filling his balls and allowing him to shoot a load just as impressive as the first right into the depths of Ysera’s anus, filling it with hot cream. She shrieked herself hoarse as he came, feeling her sphincter loosen even more as he knotted her, mentally over the edge at becoming the depraved buttslut she now was. His cock, so far engorged in her ass practically stirred her insides, and the knot locking them together held the gooey goodness inside her core, keeping the lusty warmth deep inside her. Her buttery smooth, pillowy soft rear nearly squelched with every slight movement, a testament to just how wet and full she was.


“Your cock every bit as amazing as I expected...” Ysera cooed, still pinned underneath her beastly lover, drool leaking from her mouth as she tried and failed to compose herself. “I’m going to have some more work for you yet, you magnificent specimen...”


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Sally Whitemane was a racist, and a proud one at that. She never hid away her disgust for non-humans, or at the very least non-human-adjacents. Elves, and dwarves were tolerable at the very best, and she could stomach at the very most talking to an occasional gnome on a good day. And like all stuck-up racists, she loved the feeling of inferior, sub-human beast-cock rearranging her insides. A sea of worgen filled the scarlet chapel, an organized raid no less, tearing their way through anyone in their path. Crusaders had attempted to stop them, but caught by surprise, the men were swiftly slain, and the women, well, as Sally was currently experiencing, were being pacified in other ways. Groups of worgen took their prizes with their now-signature ruthlessness, all around the courtyard women were barely visible under the mountains of furred beasts fucking them into oblivion. They could easily be heard though, and it was obvious that although a few resisted to start with, there was no resistance anymore and the Scarlet Crusade’s most fervent brainwashed champions were willingly turning their bodies into cum-rags for these half-human beasts.


The head crusader found herself bent over and locked into a pillory, normally used by the crusaders for corporal punishment, but now Sally Whitemane was the one being punished. With so many other female crusaders to sate their lust on, the victorious worgen were more than happy to fuck Whitemane only two at a time, one from the front and the other from the back, even though more than a few of them would’ve enjoyed stuffing the human supremacist three cocks to a hole as punishment. There would be plenty of fun to be had with their captive in due time, and no reason at all to ruin her lovely body quite yet. 


Not that her current experience was all fun and games, of course. Throat sore from the relentless skullfucking, Whitemane had spent the last few hours desperately choking down nowhere enough oxygen to feel comfortable in between throat-bulging thrusts of girthy worgen cock. Her nostrils were absolutely plugged with their unwashed musk, and the scent that made her retch at first had dulled into just another minor discomfort among many. In some ways, she was almost glad a foot of throbbing wolf cock plugged up her throat at all times, without it, Whitemane didn’t know if she could hold herself back from moaning like a harlot. As much as it hurt her emotionally to be bred like this, not so much physically for a whore like Whitemane, the burning shame of being laid low and fucked hard by subhuman beasts overwhelmed any other thoughts she may have had about the affair. She’d started out haughty and dismissive of her worgen captors, as one would expect from Sally Whitemane, but that facade of uptightness quickly shattered as soon as she was shoved into the pillory and felt big, furred hands molesting her from every angle, ripping her rich, scarlet robes to shreds, a waterfall of pussy juices flowing from her squelching pussy as the first big cock pressed her folds apart. As he pushed in with a beastly vigour, slamming the entire length deep enough to poke the entrance to her womb, she opened her mouth to scream and was promptly fed another hard cock, hands roughly grabbing fistfuls of her stark white hair and she was forced to choke him down again and again. 


Since then, it had just been a long, unbroken line of cocks to enjoy. As soon as the first worgen dumped his scaling, creamy load into her thirsty cunt, another worgen stepped up and reamed her asshole violently, opening up her less experienced fuck-hole with a merciless pace, not giving Whitemane any time to prepare or adjust to the savage pounding. Whitemane’s entire body shook under the assault, globs of warm semen dripping from her exposed pussy as he fucked the creampie out of her. Legs buckling under the pressure, hands locked into the pillory, fingers flailing uselessly, she was really little more than a warm toy for the assembled worgen to exploit however they wanted. Her attempts are screaming or protesting only came out as wet gurgles around the worgen skull-fucking her, not interested in what she had to say, he didn’t give her much room to breathe either, extracting his pleasure from her hot, tight throat and disregarding her opinion on the experience. A few more hard thrusts past her aching jaw, and he pulled out before pumping his hot load onto Whitemane’s hazy face, painting her with a dozen thick, gooey ropes of seed, the cum-slut happily licking up what was on her lips and swallowing it greedily, letting out slutty moans as her asshole was still being reamed open.


“T-this is it?” Whitemane tried to keep her composure, trying to seem almost bored by their efforts. “I-I can barely f-feel it. Pathetic r-really...” Her voice shook, fooling absolutely no one. “N-no wonder you have to rape women in a crowd, y-you’d be mocked if it was just one of you at a time!”


The worgen didn’t care much, though, happy to take their time fucking her until she begged. Whitemane’s gushing cunt and trembling body spoke for itself after all. But if the bitch wanted to test their strength, she’d get was coming to her. The worgen claiming her ass pulled out and hot-dogged his cock in the hot valley of her ass, shooting his hot load onto her back as Whitemane flinched at the scaling cum landing as far as onto her hair, so virile the worgen were. Two more approached the bound woman to replace their compatriots and began filling her pussy and mouth again. The cum on her back barely finished pooling before she was getting stuffed full of cock once more. 


It continued for Whitemane for hours and hours, more cocks, more cum, sticky seed coating her head to toe, her womb drowning in jizz, her asshole little better. Darkness fell and the worgen didn’t look like their numbers were exhausted quite yet, and even throughout the night, Whitemane continued getting fucked without a moment to rest. The hours came and went, turning into days. Whitemane was given a bit of time here and there to relieve herself or sleep, but little else. She sustained off of the copious amounts of cum being fed to her throughout her days, and soon her cock-filled mind thought of little else. For the better part of a week, Sally just got fucked. Continuously, the worgen having broken all the other crusaders at this point, even the strongest breaking under just the endless assault of fat worgen cocks, they started saving themselves for their chief white-haired bitch exclusively, each waiting just a few hours for their virile worgen balls to refill before unloading deep inside her again and again. 


One smart worgen put a bucket under Whitemane’s sexy legs, filling up with all the excess semen pumped into her holes with nowhere to go, filling up a good few times a day. They would humiliate Sally further with it, forcing her jaw open and dumping the litre or so of cold, stale cum down her throat, watching her swallow gulp after gulp of their thick seed or risk drowning it in, her eyes wide in panic, shaking in uncertain fear while the worgen encouraged her with taunts of cumslut or drink it, bitch! Other times they dumped it on her head, gluing her beautiful hair together, dripping down her face and off her chin. They would laugh and mock her more as she subconsciously stick out her tongue to lap at it absently, unable to reach her face with her hands locked just out of reach. Once they even filled the bucket to the brim and shoved her head into it, holding her down for minutes at a time until her face came out blue from suffocation. Every time Sally thought it was the end, about to be drowned in worgen semen, they let her up to gasp desperately for breath, before shoving her back in the instant she could suck in a tiny bit of oxygen.


Finally, after a solid week of rape and humiliation, Whitemane was ready to lose herself. As another, the latest of hundreds at this point, hot load splashed into her womb, another similar gooey load down her throat and filling her belly, Sally whimpered quietly. 


“More...” so soft her voice, unlikely she could even speak properly now with so much worgen cock having ruined her throat. “Fuck me more...”


“What’s that?” the worgen mocked. “Can’t hear you, slut.”


“More cock...” she whimpered again, tears streaming down her face as she debased herself before these beasts. But she couldn’t help it. Every moment she was forced to endure without one of their big, meaty cocks inside her was suffering, a cold, desperate emptiness. “I-I can’t live without your cocks and cum... please... give me more...”


“Would you like to be pregnant, bitch? Would you like me to knot you?” he asked, not particularly interested in her answer as much as how far the esteemed scarlet crusader would go in degrading herself. “You’ll be nothing more than our breeding bitch for the rest of your fertile life. Just spending your time taking our seed and popping out litters of runts until your body is destroyed from it.”


“Y-yes...” Sally moaned, her eyes half-lidded in mental deterioration. “Breed me, knot me, do whatever you want with me... I’m just a piece of meat for you to enjoy... so please just fuck me however you want...”


Finally, confirming she was an animal breeding bitch once and for all, Whitemane would fulfill her promise and remain here forever. The worgen would just keep breeding her thirsty womb, using her other holes recreationally in the meantime, and Whitemane would just keep begging for more and more throughout it all. She seemed to never tire of them, never satisfied now that she’s given in to her racially-fuelled lust. She wanted their inferior cocks, their inferior sperm, to turn her superior human body into an incubator for their inferior young. The worgen seemed to never tire of her stupid lust either, content with the experience of having turned the human-supremacist Whitemane into a brain-dead whore addicted to their animal cocks. 


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The small group of worgen, just four this time, looked around and at each other in confusion. Transported into a magical glade, everything bathed in a soft green light, the last thing any of them remembered was fucking a purple-skinned, green-haired beauty of a night elf that made them shiver with incredible delight. 


“She never opened her eyes around you either?” one asked.


“Nah. But fucking hell, she didn’t need to, she fuckin’ knew what she was doing,” another answered.


“Crazy. It felt like I’d died and went to heaven, but better. I’d’ve been happy living my whole life between those legs,” Ed remarked.


“Awww, you boys are making me blush...” a familiar voice drifted from behind the pack. They turned to see their mutual lover, Ysera, naked before them, her head tilted forwards, a soft smile on her beautiful face. Unlike before, her eyes were wide open now, the sharp green light pouring from her pupil-less orbs seemed to light up the entire forest. She held out a seductive finger and gestured for the worgen to follow her, before turning and slowly walking away, swaying her luscious hips. Practically hypnotized by her beauty, the worgen eagerly scampered after her like puppies.


“In case you haven’t figured it out yet, you boys are in the Emerald Dream. Another dimension enveloping our world, and I am Ysera, its queen- ahh!” her explanation cut off with a small squeal as Ed caught up to her and squeezed her butt. “Ed... I did say you were special...” Ysera giggled, not at all perturbed. “I chose you boys for your virility. Your ability to fuck and fuck and fuck, to flood an entire village with your cum, but also your superior genes. You see, the red dragonflight is hurting for new breeding stock, after what the Horde did...” 


As the group rounded a bend, they found themselves in an enclosed clearing, and at the centre, a gorgeous pink-skinned elf, possibly surpassing even Ysera in raw beauty, knelt. Alexstrasza was naked as well, her dragon milf body on full display, fat, life-filled tits, impossibly thick, child-rearing hips, and such a bright, fiery mane of luscious red hair. Whereas Ysera was all cute, fresh innocence with her beauty, Alexstrasza represented a more mature, experienced side, and it would’ve been impossible for anyone to choose between the two dragon mothers. However, newness always had its appeal, and the worgen found a new piece of fuckmeat for them to enjoy after all having cum in Ysera already, and they turned their lusty gaze towards the redheaded elf.


“Hold on now...” Ysera held up a hand. “First, a few rules. I control everything that happens here. The magic of this environment fills you with life, and you’ll find yourself able to mate endlessly so long as you’re here. That’s what I chose you for, and that’s what you’re going to do. Breed us. Seed our wombs again and again until we’re filled with your litters. And that means you won’t waste any time. Pump every drop of seed into our pussies, and nowhere else, understand?”


The worgen nodded enthusiastically, at this point willing to agree to any terms if it meant breeding the sexy elves before them. Satisfied, Ysera grabbed her sister’s wrists and shoved her roughly onto the soft grass and pressing their bodies together.


“Now, breed us...” Ysera moaned, pressing her mouth against Alexstrasza’s tits, moaning in anticipation. “Fill us up with your young... I need it! We need it!” The younger sister sucked on her elder sibling’s nipples hard and Alexstrasza couldn’t help but feel her core heat up in anticipation. 


Though, the red dragon was less enthusiastic, adverting her eyes from the worgen’s big, hard cocks with a blush of embarrassment, scarcely able to believe she’d allowed her sister to rope her into this, but still recognized her own need. The red dragonflight needed fresh genes, and these worgen were the perfect sample, handpicked by Ysera, who put her own body on the line to ensure their virility. That was the only reason, Alexstrasza swore to herself. Certainly it wasn’t the worgen’s huge, throbbing, sharp red cocks that would fuck her brains out and make her cum like a whore in ways she’d never imagined. She wouldn’t break mentally, wouldn’t allow them to touch her tits or face, or to fuck her asshole loose, or grab her hair and degrade her, or ...or....


Alexstrasza's list of mental promises stopped instantly as soon as a throbbing cock pressed against her moist pussy folds. She wanted it. She wanted it so fucking much. She wanted to be fucked, to be pounded, degraded, punished, demeaned, covered with cocks and cum, to have Ysera lick the cum out of her reamed asshole. As it turned out, picturing a list of depraved sexual acts she didn’t want very quickly turned into picturing a list of depraved sexual acts she wanted very, very fucking badly. Against all her previous thoughts, she reached down to her younger sisters ass and spread her cheeks, pressing her fingers against her sopping folds. “Just look at how pretty and tight she is,” Alexstrasza sighed erotically. “And how wet...” she brought her hand back up to her face and licked her sister’s lusty juices sensually. “You beasts have turned my sister into a hopeless semen-filled cock-addict... how dare you... just look at us... reduced to mewing little sluts for big worgen cocks,” she droned on, already slipping away mentally into slut-hood, fingering her sister’s cunt with one hand and her own with the other. 


“Breed us!” Ysera moaned, barely able to contain herself as her sister drove her further into depravity. “Mate with us! F-fuck us! Fill our wombs! Make us into your bitches!” 


Immediately, cocks pumped into the elves to fulfill their depraved requests. Two big cocks slammed home into their cunts, and both dragon elves moaned in unison at the sudden, rough entry. Clawed hands pawed ruthlessly at their butts, fondling the juicy flesh of their rears, squeezing and spreading back and forth as they hammered into the pair’s wet holes. They pounded their lovers hard and fast, all the talk about breeding and mating spurring them on to make the dragon-queens realize their fantasies about being filled with worgen brats a reality as quickly as they could. Their hot, wet cunts were so tight, squeezing them in, and their voluptuous rears were so pleasurable to crash against with every thrust, it really felt like paradise. Their big, thick cocks, even bigger than usual thanks to Ysera filling their private section of the Emerald Dream with an aura of virility magic, filled the dragon elves up so snugly and firmly, stretching their tight walls right up to their maximum, tight pussy lips gripping their shafts for dear life, practically holding them in. 


“Y-your so tight,” the worgen fucking Alexstrasza groaned, barely able to hold himself back from nutting into her then and there.


“I could die happy inside her,” the one fucking Ysera agreed, panting with exertion. 


For Ysera, she’d already experienced what the worgen studs had to offer. As she felt the incredibly warm and familiar sensation of beastly cock fucking her silly, she focused on her sister instead, latching her mouth to her own, eagerly kissing her messily, shoving her tongue down her throat and tasting her arousal as the pair exchanged hot, messy saliva in the throes of ecstasy and mindless indulgence. 


For Alexstrasza, sex was everything to her very existence. Ysera loved cocks because she was a slut, sure, but for Alexstrasza, it went so far beyond just carnal pleasures or desires of flesh. For the aspect of life itself, being bred was the first step to life after all, and her entire body burned as the familiar sensation of being filled with cock covered her with an aura of pleasure, her body greatly enjoying itself as it fulfilled its purpose. Moments like these, with huge cocks fucking her brains out, allowed to completely lose herself in it’s maddening pleasures, these were moments where the red dragon-queen truly felt alive.


“Y-you chose well, Ysera,” Alexstrasza moaned. “Thh-this cock is too good! I-I’m losing my mind!”


“Ohhh...” Ysera sighed, barely responding to her sister. “Just like that, y-you beasts! Fuck my sister! Show her why I love you guys so much! Make her love you too!”


“I love your cocks!” Alexstrasza cried out. “It’s so thick and hard, you’re breaking me in half!”


“Glad you two are enjoying yourselves, but perhaps you’ve forgotten about us?” One of the worgen without a warm hole around his cock complained, his similarly-situationed comrade beside him.


“Oh, how could we... you boys were so patient I forgot about you,” Ysera moaned, sincerely regretting not getting taste of these two extra worgen cocks earlier. “Come here now...”


The elves and their lovers reoriented themselves slightly, Ysera still laying on top of her sexy redhead sister, but somewhat at an angle, allowing the four worgen to each get plenty of easy access to whichever mouth or cunt they were planning to fuck without encroaching on each other’s territory. Their bellies pressed against each other, Ysera’s tits hanging in space and bouncing against Alexstrasza’s side while the additional worgen pair joined their comrades by fucking the dragons’ throats.


Alexstrasza's head hung upside down, pressed hard into the ground as her face was fucked viciously. She loved it, of course, the thick musk of unwashed worgen crotch filling her face and painfully unkempt hair rubbing against her nose and chin, her mouth opened as wide as possible just to accommodate the incredible beast-cock. Her neck bulged obscenely outwards each time his length pushed through it, easily able to visibly see the progress of his flaring cockhead as it stretched the dragon-queen’s slim throat. He focused the rest of his attention on Alexstrasza’s bountiful breasts. He squeezed and fondled them, enjoying the way the creamy titflesh rippled under his slightest touch, so soft and perfect they were. Being the dragon-queen and the centre of all life in the world, it was no surprise when hot milk began erupting from the nipples and while there’s no logical reasons for dragons, who aren’t mammals, to lactate, it is my personal fetish so that’s definitely what happened. Humoured, the worgen focused more on her tits, pulling and tugging on her nipples, and the assembled worgen were surprised greatly when squirts of tit-milk arced ten feet in the air before splattering down on them, so much pressure her perfect tit sprayed with. Alexstrasza felt the strange, but incredibly hot sensations in her breasts, and moaned onto the worgen’s shaft each time her tits released their loads. 


Meanwhile, the remaining worgen plundered Ysera’s throat, the last remaining hole. He grabbed her forest-green hair roughly, locking her face in place while he fucked it. Sure, he’d creampied her mouth earlier, when they were alone, but now with her on top her lovely sister and him accompanied by his three comrades, everything just got better. His eyes feasted on the incredible scene before him, the dragon-queens sprawled on top of each other, each taking two huge cocks and clearly losing their minds with pleasure, and now Alexstrasza's perfect tits were releasing enough milk to feed an entire village? He couldn’t hold back and lowered himself against her chest, taking a nipple into his mouth and sucked hard, careful not to apply too much force with his sharp teeth, and to his delight, hot, creamy milk splashed into his mouth and her drank down the sweet fluid greedily.


Alexstrasza hadn’t had a second to process anything, these worgen moving so quickly from one depraved act to another, and now she was being forced to breastfeed them? Again, she barely recovered from the initial shock when a second worgen latched onto her free nipple and began helping himself to her delicious breast-milk. She couldn’t tell which one, her eyes full of worgen crotch hair of course, but it didn’t really matter. What mattered was two different worgen sucking and slurping on her engorged nipples simultaneously while two cocks hammered away at her pussy and throat was just too much to hold back against and she came hard, screams of pleasure muffled, but still obvious as her body quaked and trembled against her sister. Her swollen cunt gushed even harder, as hard as that was to believe, more juices leaking from her hole and running down her side as she came again and again, brought to incredible orgasm after incredible orgasm as the worgen made use of her lusty body from every angle. 


Finally, two gorgeous, slutty elf-dragons was just too much to endure and the worgen came. Loads of hot spunk filled their love channels, spurts of sticky semen filling their wombs almost immediately. The worgen lodged themselves hard inside the ladies, desperately securing their promise to seed them properly, letting as little escape as possible, a difficult task considering just how much semen each of them were pumping thanks to Ysera’s magic filling the grove. As if on cue, the two pulled out, a good glob of semen escaping both cunts, but that mattered little as the others quickly took their place inside the hot, snug dragon-queens, and in just a few thrusts took their own turns at inseminating Alexstrasza and Ysera’s wombs. A second hot load in just as many minutes send both women careening over the edge as well, releasing hard orgasms of their own, their screams and cries of pleasure from their now-freed mouths combined with the wet squelching of their cunts filling the grove in a cacophony of lust. 


Finally, the second pair finished emptying their balls and pulled out with wet squelching noises from their dragon lovers, who immediately began continuing their lustful entanglements on each other instead. Their lips met, Ysera’s deep purple with Alexstrasza's light red, hot, wet kisses as the sisters enjoyed each other so very much, their well-fucked, sopping pussies grinding against each others. Alexstrasza's huge tits, soft fleshy mounds were a perfect resting ground for Ysera’s much smaller, perkier ones, the younger sister feeling no jealousy at all, instead completely thankful her elder sister had such a gorgeous body for her to enjoy. 


“Mmmmmm,” Alexstrasza moaned into her sister’s mouth. Putting on hand on her belly, she pulled away suddenly, a big, warm smile on her face. “That’s it... can you feel it?” She put her other hand on her own belly, feeling the same sign of new life swimming inside her. “Your friends did well, we’re both pregnant with strong, healthy young...” 


“Oh!” Ysera yelped happily, turning to the worgen. “Did you hear that? You guys are the best!”


The worgen turned to each other, slightly confused. “Wait... that’s it? Why’d you need to bring us here for this? And all the magic?”


Ysera turned towards her sister, who nodded, and the pair turned towards the worgen with a scary, sultry look. “Hmmmm... you don’t know much about dragon physiology, do you? Dragon-queens like us hold dozens, up to hundreds of eggs at the same time, but only one set can be fertilized at a time... it’ll take a week for mortals to finish breeding us completely... there’s plenty more work for you boys yet...”


The magic of the grove slowed the progress of time itself compared to the outside, and after just a few hours passing on the outside, a week of non-stop fucking in the Dream and dozens of eggs fertilized by hundreds of creampies, Ysera and Alexstrasza finally got what they had been looking for. Hundreds of magically empowered creampies, filling their wombs again and again and again. Gallons of cum dumped into their thirsty wombs, before being forced out and replaced instantly. Almost completely bred, hundreds of eggs ready to be laid out over the coming months, hundreds of young half-dragons ready to reinforce their numbers. Just one last set of eggs to be inseminated, and it would all be over.


Ysera and Alexstrasza knelt on all fours, fucked from behind by two worgen each, appropriately in doggy-style. They faced each other, slurping and drooling all over each others mouth and face, sharing another luscious kiss as their cunts were fucked from behind by two cocks each. The double-stuffing just another step up in their quest to be filled again and again, and both women enjoyed it greatly. The worgen, eager to see the depths of depravity they could inflict on the ancient dragon-mothers were happy to do the deed, and before long both dragon-elves found their bodies rocked against each others twice as hard, their cunts squelching and filled with twice as much meat as before. So much power forcing them against each other, their faces frequently shoved against each other, the thick coat of saliva sticking them together and drawing a messy web between them. They’d spent the better part of the week slobbering over each other or their lover’s long, slippery tongues and their faces showed it, a thick, messy sheen of mixed saliva and other fluids. No semen though, every last drop from the gallons of worth of creampies they’d extracted had been dumped into their wombs to maximize their chances of being bred. In the meanwhile, Ysera had also began lactating in anticipation of all her upcoming young and the sisters lustily sucked each others nipples for a taste of each other’s sweet milk. The worgen took their turns as well, feasting on the green dragon-queen’s bounty. So unused to breastfeeding grown men, or savage animals in this case, who would suck and bite and gnaw without mercy purely to fulfill their own twisted pleasures, Ysera spent an entire day in orgasmic bliss, cumming again and again for hours as the men sucked the life out of her breasts, only for them to instantly refill thanks to the replenishing magic of the Dream. 


But now it was coming to an end. Savage howling filled the grove as the worgen fertilized the last of Ysera and Alexstrasza's eggs, two cocks pumping their loads, as impressive as their first an entire week ago deep into the sisters’ nethers. So fertile were their bodies and virile were the worgen’s sperm that Alexstrasza instead felt the pulsing of new, healthy life in her and Ysera’s wombs, and she scrambled over to her sister and embraced her again. 


“You all did such a great job...” Ysera cooed their furry pets who surrounded them kneeling pair. “We’ll be pumping out eggs for months after this...”


“Ysera... do you think we should reward them for all their spectacular efforts?” Alexstrasza asked with sultry look, knowing full well what her answer would be.


“Come closer boys...” Ysera moaned in agreement reaching out to caress two of the ballsacks closest to her, while her sister did the same. “Surely you all must be bored of cumming in our pussies by now...”


With the elves’ warm, soft hands caressing their balls, the worgen jerked themselves off, ready to paint their lovers with sperm as a parting gift. Unbeknownst to them, the dragons weren’t just fondling their balls for fun, but filling them with an incredible concentration of life-giving magic like only the ancient dragon-queens could do. When they came, spurts of seed began raining down on the pair like a waterfall. And it didn’t stop. The worgen just kept cumming and cumming, the dragon’s magic replenishing their balls as quickly as they drained. For five minutes they hosed down their pair, covering their hair, faces, necks, breasts, backs, asses, every inch of sexy skin was covered until the magic wore out. Their last task complete and satisfied, the worgen slowly faded from the grove as their bodies awoke from the Dream, no recollection of what had happened.


Meanwhile, barely noticing they were now alone, Alexstrasza and Ysera continued their barely-incestuous lovemaking. Quite literally litres of semen had been dumped on the sisters, who felt heavy with how much was covering them. Their hair sticking to each others in clumps, their bodies making wet squishing sounds as they worked against each other. Nipples grinded against each other’s, some leftover milk still dribbling out.


“You know, in a few months we’re going to need to be bred again...” Alexstrasza murmured wistfully.


“I’m sure they’ll be up for another round,” Ysera reassured, licking at her sister’s tits, rolling the sticky semen and sweet breast-milk in her mouth lazily before swallowing. “Doesn’t seem like the worgen’ve much else going on anyhow.”
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