Anaaya took her powerful strides with her usual manner of armored finesse as she went to approach the woman she had known as her best friend for many years now. Her hair, a curled mass of sandy-blonde strands bobbed gently around her plated shoulders. Anaaya, often considered to be the bruiser of the draeneic duo, garbed herself in a set of gold, white and purple with pulsating crystals typical of many Draenei vindicators. "Hey ho Azzra! Sorry I am late! I did not expect to run into a few well wishers on the way, so nice having a job that gives warm welcomes hmm?" The Draenei female sported a luxuriously curved figure that rivaled Azzra's in many ways, her rear being her main 'feature' as it were, even the plate looked as if it struggled to contain its shape.

Anaaya looked over her friend and smiled softly, she had spent so much time creating a sisterly bond with Azzra, there was no sign in her mind that triggered any thoughts of her best friend being an agent of the Legion. In fact, the bubbly and contradictory brutish Draenei was even starting to harbour thoughts of what one could consider love towards her friend. Her desire to hurt the legion in their upcoming mission fueled her every action as her family had all fallen foul of the destruction of the Sargerei, surely Azzra's deception would destroy her heart if only she knew the disastrous truth.


Azzra sent, 4mo, 1w, 6d ago:
Azzra smiled as her friend approached, even though she had to wrestle down an annoyed gasp. She was on the edge of her patience, really. The whole masquerade was beginning to grind on her nerves and she could not wait to be in Shadowmoon Valley, where no prying eyes would serve to protect Anaaya. Once the greetings were exchanged, the two Vindicators mounted their Elekks and went into the deep darkness of the valley. Here the sun had not reached the ground for many years. Yet despite the horrible Fel-Stench in the air and the stark, black cliffs towering on all sides, the two of them rode all day without anything more than minor skirmishes with solitary demons. Nothing two Vindicators couldn't handle. Eventually, though, darkness began to settle over the valley. Oh, sure, it was dark during the day. But during the night the Valley was a place of nightmares. Only the gloomy, green fire of the many vulcanoes served as light, broken up by the occaisional flash of lightning that rumbled through the black sky. It was simply foolish to travel this place at night.

So Azzra and Anaaya settled into a small cave, located in a coarse, broken-up cliff-side. It was big enough to house even the elekks in the rear part and to light a small fire behind some rock, so that its light would not be visible from the outside. As usual on their missions, Azzra was in charge of food, while Anaaya tended to the mounts. A cauldron of bubbling stew stood in front of the disguised Eredar. Slowly she stirred the broth and cast a suspicious glance towards the rear end of the cave, looking to see what Anaaya was doing. As soon as she found herself unobserved, Azzra reached into her belt and produced a small vial of glowing, green liquid. She had bottled it in preparation. The noxious, green Fel-Cum had been hand-milked from her monstrous horsecock. Casually she poured it all into the stew, even though the thick ball-sludge hardly flowed, due to it's vicious, ultra-potent consistency. But it would be Anaaya's first taste of her new life...

Anaaya sent, 4mo, 1w, 5d ago:

Anaaya would exchange gentle banter with her partner as they traveled into the valley, normally one would feel quite daunted by the prospect of travelling into the heart of the Legion's presence in the Outlands, however with Azzra at her side Anaaya felt little fear. In fact, she felt comforted to be accompanied by such a trustworthy and kind Vindicator such as Azzra. Her large crystal hammer throbbed with holy energies as she helped batter down groups of lesser demons and fel-addled individuals. "Ugh...the corruption of fel is so disgusting, dont you agree Sister? I am glad we are free of its taint...soon, we will cleanse this place, I can feel it." With that noted she kept up her pace, following Azzra to the cave that was soon to be the place in which her slippery slope of corruption would begin.

"Mmm...stew again? Ugh...how 'inventive'" Anaaya giggled and slapped Azzra on her shoulder in a jovial fashion. The Draenei had not realized the fel-cum being mixed in and was thus blissfully unaware as to what was going to happen to her after indulging in another of Azzra's lovely meals. "You know, i'd like to hope one day we get better rations and supplies, we've had stew for about two weeks straight now right?" The Draenei would carefully sit herself down, putting her family heirloom mace to the side of her person to let out a loud yawn, arms raising up in a clunky stretch. "Ahh..i'm looking forward to this, i'm starving". With that Anaaya took a small ceramic bowl filled with the stew and gently poked at it with a small fork she had taken with her. "by the light...it almost looks alive! Are you sure it's not a demon?" she joked lightly and in an incredibly ironic fashion considering the actual tainted nature of the stew. Her teeth bit down onto a large helping of the tainted meal, Anaaya swallowing it down with gusto as her stomach grumbled. "Thank's Azzra, you going to come join me?"

Azzra sent, 4mo, 1w, 3d ago:
Azzra began to eat her own bowl full of spoon without giving away anything. She did not mind indulging on her own cum, since the Fel-Corruption would not affect her in any negative way and since the foul, intense taste was watered down enough by the spicy stew to be bearable. But even so, a slight note of salty foulness remained, though that could just as well be attributed to too much salt. Azzra frowned apologetically. "Ugh... sorry about that. I must have slipped in too much salt. I hope you don't mind.", cooed the Eredar with wide, seemingly grief-stricken eyes.

Yet despite the disgusting taste, the Fel-Corruption already wormed its way into Anaaya. Slowly a tingling sensation of pleasant warmth spread out in her stomach, filling her belly with a slight sensation of heat. As if she had just indulged into some fine spiced wine. Yet the taste of that stew was just horrible! And yet... despite how bad it tasted, each spoonful sent a delightful wave of pleasure along her spine, to stroke her brain, warm her belly and stragely... tease her pussy. Eating that stew was pure pleasure... on a somewhat small scale. Despite - or perhaps especially because of the foul taste - spooning it down was strangely addictive and blissful! Luckily there was still a whole pot to go, since Azzra limited herself to just one bowl. Really, this had to be the best dish anyone had ever eaten!

Azzra smiled nervously and tilted her head as she watched her friend eat. Seemingly innocent she cooed: "Can you stomach it anyway?"

Anaaya sent, 4mo, 1w, 3d ago:
Anaaya mulled the taste over, at first sticking out her tongue towards Azzra as the salty aftertaste hit her. "Ugh...this is...disgu..." she stopped, not finishing her claim that this stew was a foul tasting piece of food. The Vindicator instead swallowed down her first bite, the warmth that filled her was even more warming than when she had first been touched by the light after becoming a Vindicator proper. Azzra might notice the soft cherry-red blush that crept across Anaaya's cheeks as she took another bite, and then another. The fel-cum spiced stew was delightfully addictive for the Draenei but she was obviously blissfully unaware of the nefarious design behind it as she kept eating. "Mmm~ Azzra! Forget what I was about to say, the spice or seasoning has obviously kicked in...this is wonderful. It might not look it, but it is!" she'd mull it over, eyes drifting to the pot of stew "M...might I have some more please?"

Deep down Anaaya could feel the warmth touching at her most private areas, her nipples stood erect against the padded bra she wore beneath her armour and her virgin pussy ached for some odd reason. Anaaya however was too caught up in indulging in her food to really care too much about this foreign feeling festering inside her, probably just a natural thing she supposed. 

Azzra sent, 4mo, 1w, 2d ago:
"Sure. Dig in, dear.", cooed Azzra with an amused smile. Slowly she leaned back against a nearby rock and watched her friend eat while she slowly spooned away her own serving. "Yes, I really have gotten the hang of how to make this kind of stew. After all these years it was about time." Azzra had to wrestle hard with her self-control to stick to the boring pleasantries, the meaningless chatter. For years she had kept the mask up and now that she knew the moment of revelation was near, it was weighting more and more heavily by the moment. Slowly Azzra looked Anaaya up and down with non-commital look. Oh, she knew what was happening to Anaaya's body right now. But she could not show that she knew. With each spoonful, the Fel-Taint rushed harder and faster through the Paladin's body, spreading that feeling of intense, druggy bliss. It just stronger and stronger with each passing moment. Yet the most savage effect it had on Anaaya's libido.

Slowly her pussy started to moisten, while her womb and her ovaries slowly began to throb with a fierce and almost twisted feeling of the need to breed. Oh, this was just Anaaya's first fix of the universe's most potent drug. The effect would only be temporary. In the morning, she would just be left with a feeling of emptiness and need for more. But tonight was for the high. Smiling Azzra stretched herself. "Ugh... I'm tired. Would it be too much to ask for you to take first watch?", groaned the Draenei. She didn't wait for the answer but already rolled herself into her bedroll. Oh, she knew that Anaaya would need some privacy right now. Her burning, aching cunt would demand attention. Yet the clueless paladin could not possibly know what she really craved. A fat, corrupted demon cock to break open her cervix and stuff her full of demonspawn.
Anaaya sent, 4mo, 1w, 2d ago:
"Mmmh!~ Thish...ish shoo goooood!~" cooed out Anaaya as she polished off the rest of the stew, by now the Draenei was utterly indulged by the heat and tingling sensation that rippled throughout her pure Vindicator body. She turned around quickly, hiding the blush that crept over her cheeks ever so slowly as her aching pussy began to leak out her own sexual fluids within her armour casing, utterly soaking her padded panties. The high that Anaaya was currently experiencing exceeded all expectations one might have of euphoria, her mind swimming in between the volume of bliss that swept over her.

Anaaya would nod almost frantically as Azzra suggested she take watch. She'd let out a barely audible sigh of relief as finally she could get some privacy to tend to her ever so needy cunt. The Vindicator didn't know why she suddenly felt this unholy urge to relieve her sexual urges but she knew that it must happen or else she'd probably go crazy holding herself in. So, when she thought that Azzra was sleeping she would carefully lay down her mace and begin to unstrap her plate before resting herself against a rolled up sleeping bag of hers. The Vindicator traced one of her slender fingers down over her padded panties, the material was totally soaked as she carefully stroked her finger over where her slit would be, cooing out in a gentle and lewd tone. "Ooh~ Light..." soon those panties would be gone, tugged down her legs and to her knees as the aches got worse, Anaaya just had to put her finger inside! Azzra would probably listen or watch in glee as the once pristine and chaste Vindicator slid one finger and then another into her tight, virgin pussy. "Oohhh~"

Azzra sent, 4mo, 1w ago:
Azzra truely did listen, but of course she did not really enjoy it. She'd much rather stand up, reveal herself and pin her "dear friend" to the ground to subject her to a merciless, cruel fucking right there and then. But alas, the best pleasures resulted from restraint, even though Azzra loathed to admit that. So she kept silent and kept on pretenting to be asleep. This way the reward would be all the sweeter. Poor Anaaya would find that masturbating was barely able to put a dent into the raging, desperate lust that flamed through her body and seared her soul. No, whenever she came by rubbing herself off, the lust was only dented for a moment. But then it returned, even stronger, even more fierce. Hours stretched by like that, until Azzra eventually groaned in her sleep and made slow - very slow - efforts to get up for a change of watch. Grunting she heaved herself towards the entrance of the cave, seemingly still half asleep. "Your turn to nap, dear.", she cooed as she patted Anaaya's shoulder. That simple touch - pure, real physical stimulation from another living creature - despite the fact that it was not sexual in nature - sent a wave of electric bliss through Anaaya's poor, lust-ridden body. This was what she needed.

Yet Azzra seemed unaware of that and expected Anaaya to go to sleep. If she did so, instead of begging her life-long friend for a pity-fuck, she could expect agonizing dreams, filled with perverted visions of herself being fucked by hangs of horny demons while she greedily begged for more. The fel would make her dream of things she would otherwise deem despicable and love every second of it. Regardless of what Anaaya did chose to do, she would spend the rest of the night in the clutches of the green fire, only to wake the next morning, feeling hollow and drained. The world was suddenly a lot less colourful without that stark, green flame of lust illuminating it.
Anaaya sent, 4mo, 1w ago:
Anaaya would continue her self pleasuring for a good hour or so, her watch extremely useless as many an agent of the Legion got past her field of vision unseen, the Vindicator just panting as sweat beaded on her forehead. Her beautiful beige-coloured curls just bounced around her upper body as she began to squirm with the pleasure that pulsated through her. Anaaya snuck a glance at her sleeping friend every now and again, lewd images of her fucking her Vindicator friend in an obscene and lustful manner flooded into her mind, but she abstained from giving in just yet. She couldnt trouble her innocent and chaste sister with such horrid thoughts! "O...oh..light...yes, I think i'll sleep, thank you Azzra." Anaaya quickly wrapped herself in her tabard, pretending that she'd just casually undressed herself "Heh..it's been a warm night yes?" she managed to pant out, wiping her sweating forehead just before throwing the covers of her sleeping-bag over herself.

Her dreams were just as Azzra would imagine, she would be bent over an altar of the Naaru, demon after demon would plunge their virile members into her needy holy cunt, filling her with volumes upon volumes of their fel-infused cum. As her dream carried on Anaaya would continue to play with herself in her sleep, the gentle moans that once came from her lips were now far more pronounced, giving Azzra's ears the pleasure of listening to a sexual orchestra of lewd gasps and groans. After her rather distressed sleep Anaaya would awake with a sudden gasp, eyes shooting open after the last image she saw in her dream was herself with corrupted skin, green veins pulsing with fel infusion. "B..by the Naaru, what is wrong with me...Sister, i think I am unwell. This land...it makes me depressed"
Azzra sent, 4mo, 5d ago:
Azzra smiled a calm and forgiving smile. She knelt nearby over the fire and was busy re-heating last night't stew for breakfast. Of course she had made sure to add even more toxic, fel-laced cum. This would ensure that the day's journey would be much more interesting for Anaaya than the previous day. "Oh, don't worry, dear. This place gives me nightmares too. Did you have a bad dream? I saw you... thrashing and... moving... in your sleep. You talked a little too. I was wondering if I should wake you up, but at times it seemed like you were... enjoying yourself." Azzra paused and looked away from her friend, as if she was embarassed. But of course that was just faked. She merely wanted to probe how readily Anaaya would accept her newfound pleasures. Azzra used this moment to fill another bowl of fel-infused stew and hand it towards the Vindicator.

This time it contained more than double the dose of cum. As a result the colour was slightly off, towards the green. And the smell was noticeably more... salty and foul. Just at the edge of it, the stew actually smelled like cum. Yet it also plucked those newly grown strings of addiction inside Anaaya's body and soul and thugged on her with a fierce and demonic greed. She would crave that. Crave more bliss! More pleasure! There was not much stew left, so Azzra surrendered all of it to Anaaya by saying: "Eat up quickly. I already ate my share while you slept. But I feel like we should get on the road as fast as possible. Staying in one place here seems like an invitation to trouble."
Anaaya sent, 4mo, 5d ago:
Anaaya blushed hotly and looked away from her partner "Y...you didn't hear me...did you? O...oh light i'm so embarrassed, don't think wrongly of me Azzra please I..don't know what came over me". The Vindicator would quickly get herself fitted into her armour once more before feeling an odd rumble in her stomach and a strange tugging feeling upon her mind, she found herself drawn to the scent that came from the stew. In reality it would indeed have an off green colour to it with a rancid stench too, but for Anaaya the only smell was that of a pleasurable, almost spiced scent. "Mmm, I could really use this...thank you Sister." She ate in silence, eyes only looking at the stew as she couldn't face looking at Azzra in fear of seeing her Sister look in utter shame at her for giving into carnal desires.

As she ate the feeling of a pleasurable warmth began to fester in the depths of her body and soul once more, Anaaya's cheeks going red as her addiction began to become prevalent in her mind. The stew was wolfed down right before Azzra's eyes as her seemingly starved Sister threw the bowl to her side. "Well, that was...delicious" Oddly enough her words came with a slight sultry purr to them, Anaaya licking her lips as her gaze went to Azzra...mmmm she was so beautiful, how she'd just love to fuck her and all her other Sisters. Anaaya shook her head, getting rid of those lewd thoughts even though they would only keep coming back. "I...have to endure" came a gentle whisper before she got her mace and swung it over her shoulder. "Lets...get going Azzra, this place is evil"

Azzra sent, 4mo, 3d ago:
"Oh, please don't worry, dear.", cooed Azzra with a calm and compassionate voice. "Everyone has dreams and nobody can be held responsible for them. It's only natural." While she spoke, Azzra began to ready the elekks and guided them towards the exit of the cavern. Just a few minutes later, the two Draenei were on the road again and headed deeper into the darkness. Though riding with the Fel coursing through Anaaya's blood would prove a challenge. The saddle rubbing against her thighs and her pussy sent spikes of vicious pleasure up her spine. With each passing moment her body seemed to grow more and more sensitive, more needy. Just as they ventured deeper into the corrupted darkness of the valley, Anaaya's body seemed to adjust by tuning up the depravity and the need to fuck. Azzra of course feigned to not notice any of that, as she had the lead and could not watch her friend squirm.

In truth however, the scent of wet pussy was almost unbearable to the Eredar. But she restrained herself with the knowledge that the goal of their journey was not far ahead. She had prepared it, even before they set out of this little quest of theirs. Beyond some coarse rocks loomed a charred ruin. One it had been a Draenei town. But now brutish, green runes and red banners hailed it as an outpost claimed by the legion. Yet all was quiet. No demons in sight. Slowly they made their way through the hollowed squares and empty ruins of streets. Only one building was left standing as more than a few chunks of rubble. And in it Azzra had set her trap! Once the two of them were within sight of that building, Azzra jumped off her Elekk and charge at it, yelling: "There it is, go get it!", despite the fact that nothing was within sight. All just a feint so that Azzra could vanish in the darkness, expecting her dear friend to follow along into the Lion's jaws.

Anaaya sent, 4mo, 3d ago:
Anaaya's cheeks were a picture of pure embarrassment as she rode upon her Elekk. In her hurry to get changed she'd forgotten to wear her padded underwear, meaning that every jagged bump that the mount would go over sent a jolt of pleasure through her fel-corrupted body as the saddle just rubbed her thighs and now relatively un-protected pussy. Azzra would notice how Anaaya let her Elekk be a little slower than her partners, allowing the Vindicator to take a look at the rump of Azzra as it swayed gently on its own respective saddle. Anaaya licked her lips, purring as day-dreams of wild fucking ensued within her mind, she was most definitely nearly ready for things to go as was planned.

Once at the ruin Anaaya did manage to get a grip on herself, eyes alert and hammer at the ready as the armoured bruiser of a Draenei scanned the landscape. "This place is ruined..what do you think Azzra?...Azzra? What're you doing!" her heart raced as she watched the other Vindicator rush towards the building, her form lost in the dark abyss that was the door to it. "Oh by the Naaru...i'm coming!" in reality she was indeed coming, in both senses of the term. As she kicked up the dust to get into a run Anaaya could feel a rush through her as the latent fel in the atmosphere helped trigger her corrupted body, her pussy just leaking out within her armour as she ran after her friend. Going right into the trap.
Azzra sent, 4mo, 2d ago:
The darkness of the desolate building closed around Anaaya like a loving embrace. Within just a few turns and twists, the light of the entrance was gone and all illumination was provided by the faint glow of her armour's and weapons enchantments. Should she choose to cast and illumination spell, she would find the darkness almost imprenetrable to all sides. The light did not reach far, before it turned sickly and green. Kept back by the taint. The ground underneath Anaaya's hooves was littered with tiny bone fragments that crunched and cracked underneath each step. Yet of her dear friend Azzra, there was no sight. The other vindicator just seemed to have been swallowed up by the darkness. For the longest time, the sound of Anaaaya's steps were the only thing audible. A steady *cratsh* *cratsh* *cratsh*, almost maddening. Yet eventually, a second noise rose out of the darkness. It sounded like the low, steady throbbing of a massive heart, like thick blood surging through bulging veins. For some reason, the sound went right through Anaaya's ear, down her spine and into her cunt. Whatever it was... it sounded... massive... thick... pounding...

Eventually the gloom that surrounded her, shrank back to reveal a large hall. It was as desolate and crumbled like the rest of the place, safe for a massive, black throne, carved from the very stone of the Valley. In it sat perhaps the most monstrous demonspawn that Anaaya had ever seen. She - for it was quite obviously a she, considering those huge, cantaloupe-sized, pitch-black tits, lounged on the throne. Her broad thighs were muscle-clad and bulged with veins. Just as the monstrous, pitch-black horsecock that jutted upright between them. A steady tickle of glowing, neon-green demon cum rolled out of the finger-sized cockslit and oozed down the shaft. There was that smell again. That smell of greed and lust, that had met her from last night's meal. It oozed off that disgusting creature's fat dick. Though that had been the source of that noise. Even from afar, Anaaya could see the demonic shemale's cantaloupe-sized balls throbbing in a slow and steady pace. Somehow she had been able to hear those massive, delicious, teasing... fat, fel-cum filled balls. So much... All for her! The ebony shemale's face was curious, though. Despite the fact that she was completely naked otherwise, the vicious shemale wore a full steel helmed, shaped in a brutish, demonic visage.

As Anaaya entered, the relaxed shemale looked up. Two glowing, green spots shone through the helm's slits. Two eyes like furnaces. She didn't speak a word. Did not even stand up. She just lifted one of her burly arms off the arm rest and lazily snapped her fingers before pointing at the spot between her broad thighs. Beneath those bloated, pumping, throbbing...
Anaaya sent, 4mo, 2d ago:
Anaaya strode through the darkness with determination burning in her heart, she had to save her friend...no...she was more than her friend. She had to save her true love, Azzra didn't know that yet but Anaaya would tell her the moment she saved her from the clutches of whoever was in this desolate place. Her efforts to push out her illumination were quite impressive, the Vindicator obviously possessing some large amount of potential with such things, no doubt making her an even sweeter victim for the demoness who's hands she was walking right into. "What is that...sound..." something about the sound, the scent...it made her hair stand on end in a good way, her cunt was just aching with sexual desire as as she walked forwards the light began to enter the room once more.

Anaaya's eyes fell upon the demonspawn as her hammer clattered to the floor with a tremendous crash, shattering the skull of a fallen Draenei as it landed. "By the Naaru...what...are you..." for a moment she forgot why she was even here, was it to kill the demon? Or was it to bed it and finally tend to her needy twat. Anaaya snapped back into sanity for a moment, glaring at the demoness "What did you do with my friend! Where is Azzra you demonic whore...i'll...i'll..." the throbbing sound was now obvious. It was the demons cock, the virile girth that spewed out a familiar scent to her. Luckily she didn't coin onto the fact the stew carried the same stench, colour and consistency but she did know that this strange scent was what was so lovely whenever it hit her senses.

The Vindicator lumbered forwards, her eyes still wide and tongue drooping from her lips. To the pleasure of Azzra she would witness Anaaya fall to her knees before her, armour clanking as the Vindicator placed herself between those large, plump ebony thighs, saliva dripping from her plush lips as Anaaya set her lips against those cantaloupe-sized balls. A purr escaped her lips at this moment, the Vindicator being reduced to a harmless little kitten in an instant at the scent of the fel.
Azzra sent, 4mo, 1d ago:
The faceless figure scoffed in vicious amusement. The low-pitched sound rumbled all the way through that black-skinned, massive body until it reached Anaaya's lips, still pressed against those massive nuts. The swollen seed-tanks radiated a fierce and primal heat, which touched the Draenei's face like that of a roaring fire nearby. They tasted of foul, thick salty cum, even though the rough, black skin was outwardly clean, safe for a glossy sheen of sweat. Just as soon as Anaaya's lips touched the massive balls, they began to throb faster, pulsing and pumping against her mouth. The stench was overpowering, though. Almost eye-watering as it crawled into Anaaya's nostrils and set her brain on fire. Snorting that intense ball-stench was like inhaling small doses of chilli powder: It left the tissues sore and aching, yet somehow created a wierd need for more. Just another snort. The next one would not sting quite so much! Looming over Anaaya, the massive, pitch-black horsecock throbbed and wobbled lazily. Slowly a heavy bead of gooey, green precum oozed down the massive shaft, towards those fat nuts and the Vindicator's mouth.

Slowly the gargantuan demon she-stud lifted one of her dinner-plate-sized hands to place it on the back of Anaaya's head. With almost no pressure she forced her new Toy deeper into the sweaty, stinking fold between those two fat, cum-churning balls. Up this close, there was an audbile gurgling sound from all the thick cum inside. Now that Anaaya was in her proper place, more and more precum oozed out of the flared head, making the fuck-slime run down the shaft faster. Slowly her new Owner began to grind Anaaya's face back and forth. A deep, growling voice - muffled and distorted by the helmed - rumbled: "Tongue out, Bitch." Just moments before that first streak of nasty, glowing fel-cum hit the edge of those colossal cum tanks. The monstrous shemale didn't pause once, though. She pushed Anaaya's face into the streak of stinking cum and began to massage the pre-spunk into her fat balls, using the female's face as nothing more than a rag to spread the stinking seed. As the very first drop of demonic cum, pure and unaltered, hit Anaaya's tongue, it was like a licking lightning. Pure and raw energy rushed through her body, setting every nerve on fire. All those years she had spent so far had been spent lingering. She had never been truely alive. Not until she had tasted this! Only now was she truely awake and alive!
Anaaya sent, 4mo, 1d ago:
Anaaya's whole body was shivering and shuddering with the impending thought of what was to happen next. Part of her sane mind was still functioning in this obscene position she found herself in, telling her...no...begging her to get away and get a grip on what she was doing, yet she did nothing. Her nostrils flared at the scent of the foul cum that coated the huge equine length that sat dangerously close to her lips. The Vindicator offered a glance up to the helmet wearing demoness for a second, large violet eyes just fluttering in an innocent fashion before Anaaya tried to 'test the waters' somewhat. Her plush lips kissed against the cum-tasting balls, continuing to try out the taste as the glob of corrupted cum just neared closer and closer.

Anaaya almost gasped out as she was pushed forwards, the balls pressing against her face with relative pressure now as her face was used like a towel to spread the precum over those gigantic melon-sized cum-churners. As the command was ushered to her the Vindicator found herself obeying as she allowed her tongue to leave her lips, licking all over the cum-covered nuts that lay before her. A gentle purr escaped her mouth as she licked away like a kitten would approach a bowl of milk. The taste...the feeling. It was incredible, like nothing she'd ever faced before in her long life as a Vindicator. Surely this was something to die for! to even give up being a Vindicator for! Her heart raced as her now extremely needy cunt dripped her juices all over the floor under her. Oh how the holy fell from grace so easily.
Azzra sent, 3mo, 4w, 2d ago:
Once Anaaya's pretty face was smeared with a gooey layer of thick, chunky precum, the monstrous shemale dragged it off those fat, bloated balls. Thick tendrils of gooey dick-snot stretched between the rough, black skin of those colossal nuts while she slowly guided the Vindicator's spunk-caked face towards that throbbing shaft. Slowly she dragged Anaaya upwards, guiding inch after inch of that veiny Bitchbreaker across her features, dragging her extended tongue along the massive, bulging cum-vein that ran on the underside. Corruption throbbed through her body in heavy, powerful waves. Slowly the throbbing focused in her lips and tongue, which slowly began to itch and burn, as if they had been stung by some insect. Yet in truth they were merely growing. Pulsing and pumping, Anaaya's lips began to swell, spreading pleasure through her flesh as they did. With each milimeter that those harmless, plain lips transformed into fat, lewd Dicksuckers, they grew more and more sensitive.

The same pulsing sensation spread into her tongue too, and it slowly grew longer and more sensitive. Soon the grinding of that fat, black horsecock against her lips and tongue felt like brutal clit-teasing, since it sent spikes of arousal down Anaaya's spine and set her cunt to drooling and her mind to reeling. But of course this was merely the beginning of Anaaya's corruption. Finally her face reached the tip of that flared horsecock, guided by the masked rapist. The brutal, thick flare as easily as broad as a massive fist. Just too fucking big. Yet the demoness did not pause. She pressed Anaaya's mouth against the edge, forcing her to meet that throbbing, finger-thick cum slit and the massive flare. "Open wide.", she rumbled behind that heavy iron mask.
Anaaya sent, 3mo, 4w, 1d ago:
Anaaya could only let out muffled moans of pleasure as her lips were smeared all over the cum-drizzling cock before her. Her face caked in the deliciously corrupt cum of her soon to be Master, the Vindicator had been reduced to a helpless wreck of a cum-guzzling nature as her nostrils flared to the scent that was produced from the viscous green goo which constantly dripped from the flared cockhead which neared ever closer. Anaaya had no idea why her lips felt as if they had been stung, the next time she saw herself in the mirror would great her with the vision of a pair of plumped up cocksuckers just like the whores of Stormwind or Silvermoon sported so commonly. The purpose of such lips would be known to her soon in an all too obvious manner.

Her eyes went wide as the found her lips meeting the flared cock, how could she hope to fit this in! It was huge! To her surprise however the new lips which had been so 'kindly' bestowed upon her once innocent features were perfectly suited for such an obscene display of submissive affection. She took one final sniff, dragging in any lingering scent from the black-skinned cum hose which lay before her, savoring it before her lips opened wide. Her maw was not prepared for the massage it was about to deliver, but Anaaya knew that this...this was her calling. This cock was the kind of stuff dreams were made of...her lewd dreams to be exact. Azzra's cock soon found the lips of her best friend wrapping about her fist-sized flare, Anaaya trying to get the best angle at which to approach the suckling.

Azzra sent, 3mo, 4w ago:
This was when the real fun began. The monstrous, masked figure of the massive shemale-demoness leaned forwards and pressed her broad chest against Anaaya's face for a second, sandwiching that hard, throbbing horsecock between her full, black tits and the Draenei-Fuckgoat's cum-smeared face. The shemale reached for her new toy's thighs. Those large, clawed hands closed around them with ease, as if Anaaya's body was nothing but a Toy compared to the demon-stud. There was an aweful moment where strength built up in the broad, musclebound frame of the gargantuan shemale and then Anaaya's world tumbled around, turning upside-down in a second. She found herself dangling from the black-skinned demoness' grip, her lips drooling straight down onto that massive horsecock. The vicious shemale shifted her grip slightly and turned her Fucktoy around, so that Anaaya's chest faced away from her. But this was she could bent her dicksleeve's knees and rest her calves on those broad, muscle-packed shoulders.

That was the perfect angle for taking that vicious horsecock. The cruel shemale knew it too and slowly shifted her hands downwards, to rest around Anaaya's waist. Then she pushed her Sucktoy against that fat, black flare once more, feeding her that broad, fist-thick horsecock into her warm, waiting mouth. The thick, corrupted precum that oozed constantly out of the broad slit left a burning, tingling taste across her tongue. But the shemale was not statisfied with merely her mouth. She wanted to claim Anaaya's throat-cunt and turn her into a proper fucksleeve! Slowly she pushed her deeper, until that savage flare scraped against the back of her throat and eventually pushed past the point of ease and into the area where it would trigger her gag-reflex. But the demoness did not care. She just pushed onwards, forcing Anaayaa deeper and deeper, towards the base of that monstrous shaft and its colossal, fat balls.

Anaaya sent, 3mo, 3w, 5d ago:
Inhaled in the musk coming from the demoness before her just as the gigantic chest was pressed against her cum-caked visage, Anaaya still rather unclear as to what exactly was going on as her mind was just utterly addled by the addictive and blissful pleasures coming from the corruption that was now running through her entire body. Her long sandy coloured hair would dangle down as the Vindicator found herself held by the extremely powerful grasp of the demon before her. The fact that blood was now rushing to her head caused her to feel even more faint than she had been prior, Anaaya tried now to speak to the Demoness but there was little chance for this as once more she was turned, breasts facing away from the ebony-skinned assailant. "W.who..w...why..mphh..mrrprh!" those words died in her mouth as they were slowly replaced by the fist-sized slut-tamer as Anaaya's lips were forced around its flared head, this...was when the real throbs of pleasure and fel-infused torment hit her mind and soul.

Azzra's ears would be graced by the sounds of Anaaya desperatly trying to breathe behind the girth of the cock which was wedged into her throat, the Vindicator's noises becomming more and more laboured as eventually her lips met with the base of Azzra's huge bitchbreaker, those cantaloupe sized cum-factories smacking against the Draenei's chin. The stench was wondrous to the nose of the once innocent Paladin, this smell...this taste, it was all so amazing, how could she ever live without such pleasure? As the corrupted fel-cum oozed into Anaaya there was a change in the aura that was always present around the highly acclaimed Vindicator, Azzra would know exactly what it was. The light was leaving her, if she could see Anaaya's forehead she'd witness the flickering symbol of the Naaru completely vanish as corruption overtook Anaaya's body.

Azzra sent, 3mo, 3w, 3d ago:
The fat, black balls throbbed lazily against Anaaya's plump, over-stretched dicksucking lips while the trembling, veiny horsecock gaped her poor fucksleeve of a throat. The masked demoness growled in delight as she began to pump her fucktoy up and down, brutally stroking that massive dick with the paladin's tight throat-cunt. Really, Anaaya was just a thing to get her off. Just a masturbation toy. Thick globs of glowing, corrupted precum rolled out of the broad head, while the brutal flare scraped her soft, weak throat and brushed against the edge of her stomache. Gravity pulled the nasty fucksludge down, though, so it was just a matter of time until it began to ooze past her lips again, coating those fat, black nuts in a glowing, green sheen and smearing her face with lewd strands of slobber. Worse though was that lots of sticky, warm precum oozed through Anaaya's throat and into her nose, gradually glueing them shut with chunks of spunk that began to bubble out of her nostrils in thick, messy foam.

As the seething, infernal warmth crawled through Anaaya's flesh, the monstrous shemale casually lifted one of her hands off the Fucktoy's body, holding her up with just one hand. The shemale's strength was obscene, since her bulging arms did not even waver as she began to cut away at the straps of Anaaya's armour. *Snip* and *snap* went the leather, before the black-skinned godess could pull the plates off her flesh and throw them away like trash. No more clothes for her. Dumb fuckgoats didn't need armor. Any cloth remaining that might protect what little was left of the Draenei's decendy, the shemale cut away too, hooking her claws into those soaked, wet panties, only to tear through their fabric with a slight hiss. Eventually that left Anaaya completely naked, impaled balls-deep on a monstrous, black horsecock. With a deep, growling voice, the faceless fucker rumbled: "Try pushing out your tongue, Throat-Whore. Try licking my balls while I break in your throat."

Anaaya sent, 3mo, 3w, 2d ago:
The fallen Vindicator was gurgling out as her throat was brutally taken by Azzra's gigantic flared cock, here eyes just rolling back as the pleasure from the rutting became far too much for her to handle. Her mind was swimming, how was she meant to react? Should she hate this? Should she love it? The Paladin could barely think straight as fel-infused cock batter lined her throat, clogging her up and spreading the corrupting essence it brought with it. Lewd gagging hit the awaiting ears of Azzra as Anaaya's body began to excrete the demonic ambrosia that oozed out from her nostrils, dripping down her face before it fell to the floor below her. As it dripped from her it would matte into the usually pristine hair that Anaaya was so careful to take care of, spotting it with the green sheen that came with the demon's cum. "Mmgh....gghll...gghrk!"

As her body was taken with the single hand she would dangle in a far more 'free' manner, her plush ass almost rippling as it was freed from her armour and underarmour. Azzra would be happily surprised by the way the Vindicator's ample bosom bounced free after being set loose from its confines, her body was completely suited to the roll of a fuckgoat. She wasn't even bothered about 'decency' anymore, it was something that left her mind a long...long while ago. Now all that mattered was keeping this euphoric bliss which was brought along by getting well and truly used by the powerful shemale. Even in her current position she tried to follow her orders, her long tongue trying its best to snake out from her lips, going all the way to try and lick those cum-coated balls. Why was she so happy? Why did following the demoness' orders cause her cunt to just drip her sexual fluids?

Azzra sent, 3mo, 3w, 1d ago:
Eventually the gargantuan demoness pushed her free hand around Anaaya's body again to slowly close those massive, pitch-black fingers around the fallen Paladin's throat. Her monstrous, dagger-like claws clacked against eachother, making it utterly clear just how easy it would be for the shemale to tear out her veins and leave her to bleed to death. Yet instead she closed her fingers around that throat in a tight grip, carefully avoiding to pinch shut the arteries. She wanted Anaaya concious for this. Slowly the shemale began to jerk off her massive cock, through the Paladin's overstretched facecunt. Her throat, so painfully filled with cock, was utterly inadequate to get her off. She was a failure as a fucktoy. Not good enough to please. Worth nothing. That rumbling voice even said so: "Oh, you are really pathetic. Look at that worthless body of yours. Small tits. Small ass. No hips to speak of. You are in dire need of some fixing."

Yet despite how inferior the demoness considered her new toy, eventually that massive, black horsecock began to buck and throb inside Anaaya's throat. Thick waves of gooey, hot fel-cum began to shoot out of those colossal, black balls, surging through the bulging cock. On their way, they bloated and stretched Anaaya's throat even more. When they eventually hit her belly, they flooded her body with a previously unknown amount of thick, gooey fel-stuff, filling her veins with an avalance of fire. Instantly a pink haze closed in around Anaaya's mind, utterly snuffing out all thoughts that did not relate to pleasing the demoness, just so she might have more Fel. More Cum! That thick, ranccid ball snot was of course too much for her puny belly to handle. Soon it began to bloat in the wake of the shemale's load. But when even that became too much, the nasty green spunk surged down her throat and began to shoot out of Anaaya's flaring nostrils and past her overstretched dicksucker-lips.
Anaaya sent, 3mo, 3w, 1d ago:
Anaaya could feel her heartbeat starting to race as she felt that her death was approaching, Azzra's powerful grasp closing around her throat at a sudden pace. The Vindicator partly felt that this could be a good release from her sexual torment, her eyes closing in hope that this was true. However these dreams were not reality, instead it was quite the opposite to what she had hoped as her facecunt was used essentially as a fleshlight, her body too useless in its current state to be considered as anything else. "GHlrrl! Ghhrk!" was all Azzra got in response to her brutal verbal lashings towards the useless fuckgoat.

Although Anaaya knew the demoness was unimpressed with her this created no loss in the desire to slurp up and digest even more of that rancid, thick and utterly addictive felcum. In fact she wanted it even more now, her mind going blank to be replaced with this pink haze of a sexual nature. Perhaps if she drank up all the cum, her Mistress would be happy with her? She could feel her stomach bloating, it was getting too much for her inadequate body to handle as she reached her limit completely. Azzra's balls and lower body being showered by the streams of felcum that shot out of Anaaya's nose and lips, a truly obscene sight to behold.
Azzra sent, 3mo, 3w ago:
Once that violent orgasm started to die down, only the heavy ropes of fuck-sludge that oozed out of Anaaya's blasted face-holes were left dribbling to the ground. Slowly the shemale dragged her Fucksleeve off that massive horsecock, only to turn her around again and drop her to the floor, like a discarded condom. One of those massive, black hands shot forwards and brutally grabbed Anaaya's horn, forcing her to look up. It was only then that Azzra took off the heavy iron helmet. Finishing the deception. Oh, her face had changed and it had not changed. Still those pretty, elegant features were there. But now there was a noticeable monstrous touch to them. Azzra's lips were pitch-black, even darker than her skin. Beyond them lurked countless rows of pointy shark teeth. Yet most startling were here eyes: Two glowing gates to the deepest Hell. Slowly a twisted smile spread across the Eredar's black lips. "You can feel it, right? You can feel your soul twisting.", whispered the shemale, her deep, smoky voice echoing through the hall.

Inside Anaaya's body, the fel ruled supreme. Like a burning avalance of sludge it rolled through her limbs, filling them with fire. Her cunt just would not stop throbbing and twitching, as it blasted her mind with pleasure. Lust raged through her flesh, so hard and pounding and wantong that it battered down any thoughts that did not relate to fucking. Everything else just vanished into that pink haze. Anaaya's entire body, her entire being was slowly being overtaken by her libido's raging need for brutal, abusive pounding. Not just into her cunt, though, since now Azzra's magic had made her lips equally sensitive. Already her mouth craved more. More horsecock, more cum. At the essence of things, there was only one real emotion that all other emotions radiate from: Greed. And the Fel was the pure essence of that true emotion. Grinning Azzra dragged Anaaya forwards, smothering her pretty face against those massive, cum-splattered balls again. "Do you want me to keep you, Sister?", whispered Azzra, adding a mocking note to the honorific. "Do you want to serve as my Fuckgoat and personal Spunkdumpster? If so, I will have to make some slight changes to your body. You would be fine with that, wouldn't you?"

Anaaya sent, 3mo, 2w, 6d ago:
Fell to the ground with a grunt, she had no strength left anymore. Or moreover she didn't -want- to have any strength anymore, for such a trait was not paramount when concerning the pleasure of her demonic mistress. Anaaya would look up to her, wide eyes unblinking for a moment before she was roughly grabbed by the demoness. "A...Azzra? You're...you're an Eredar?" the ruined Vindicator said in trembling disbelief. Her best friend, her childhood crush...a demon. How could she have not known?! "I...feel something, y-yes...Azzra why? I.." her words were cut short as Anaaya shot a hand down to her cunt, her libido was raging in its need for a brutal fucking.

She'd find herself slobbering almost, tongue drooping from her lips like a puppy as her now fel-green eyes flickered up at Azzra, Anaaya giving her a nod "Y-yes...I want you to keep me...Sister...I need more~" she would enjoy her smothering, in fact the response Anaaya gave was more like an affectionate nuzzling to those cum-caked balls, the Vindicator purring contently. "I want to be your fuckgoat, I need more cum! More Cock! I need more fel~ Your fel" if the Draenei kept up at this pace there was no doubt that she'd end up like Azzra before long, another demoness in the ranks of thousands. "I'm fine with anything you do~"

Azzra sent, 3mo, 2w, 4d ago:
"Oh yes, I am sure you'll enjoy this.", cooed Azzra with a wicked grin that revealed her monstrous teeth. Casually she reached out to tenderly brush her brutal, black claws across Anaaya's cheek. For a moment there it seemed affectionate. Yet then Azzra moved her hands towards one of her lowly Fuckgoat's horns to brutally grab it and throw the bitch forwards, across that bone-scattered ground. Yet in an instant Azzra was upon her, pushing Anaaya to the ground underneath her massive, muscle-packed body, with the poor Draenei's face pinned hard against the stone floor. A single of Azzra's huge, strong hands was enough to pin her head against the stone, while the other worked to hoist up Anaaya's lean, skinny ass and spread her thighs. Grinning Azzra brought her face down, next to that of the Fuckwhore-To-Be. "You are really going to enjoy it when I demolish your cunt. When I'm done with your body, it'll be a whorish fucktoy for the biggest, most savage cocks of the Legion."

Azzra held her word. She grabbed the massive, bulging shaft of her pitch-black horsecock to line it's savage flare up with Anaaya's puny, insignificant little cunt. At first there was just a numb, hard pressure. It was like this couldn't possibly fit. That brutal, thick monster-cock and that tight little fuckhole? No way! Yet already Anaaya's body seethed with Fel, which followed Azzra's command. Already the corruption had begun to change the Paladin's body, making her cunt more flexible to brutal, wanton abuse. So it slowly began to gave way. In a grual, obscene sensation of stretching, Anaaya's cute little pussy submitted to that savage, arm-sized cock and was being forced into an ever-growing, lewd O-Shape, stretched around Azzra's flare like a nasty meat-condom. As the very first drop of green, stinking Fel-Cum touched it inside of Anaaya's pussy, it sent a brutal spike of pleasure through her flesh. The Whoradin did not know it yet, but from this fucking moment onwards, her body would be utterly incapeable of climaxing without touching Azzra's monstrous cock. 


Anaaya sent, 3mo, 2w, 3d ago:
Anaaya thought that for a moment the Azzra she knew before had come back to her as the claw was stroked over her cheek. The battered Vindicator opened her eyes wide at the demoness just before she was brutally tossed to the ground, the illusion she had breaking in an instant. She'd not have any energy to struggle as her lower body was moved roughly by the muscle-packed grasp of Azzra, her thighs were spread with little trouble to reveal her dripping cunt. The fel within her had already caused the Vindicator to reach new levels of sexual highs, she might not want to admit it but having a huge cock inside her was all that her body wanted right now. "I...do...dont want their cocks...Azzra, I only want yours"

There was no preparing Anaaya for what was to come next, the huge flared head of Azzra's puncturing into what Anaaya thought would be her once tight cunt. However the corruption had caused her lips to become malleable, ready to accept that huge arm-sized cock within its needy walls. The O-shape that it was being molded in to was soon to be a perfect fit for Azzra, the fel-cum that tainted it helped soothe the abuse which was currently being set upon the Draenei's poor cunt. She'd gasp, letting out a loud squeal like the fuckgoat she was, her eyes almost rolling back as her fingers curled up, trying to grab at something but all she could feel at was the rough broken slabs on the ground.

Azzra sent, 3mo, 2w, 2d ago:
Azzra released Anaaya's head roughly, only to wrap both of her massive hands around the Draenei's horns. That bulging, towering mountain of muscle mass still pinned her down, though. With savage strength, Azzra dragged back Anaaya's head, forcing the poor, enslaved Fuckwhore to arch her back and present her titties while her pussy was being wrecked. Already the massive, flared head had pushed past the entrance of her cunt and now the veiny shaft was stuffed inside. Inch after inch vanished, only to push the Whoradim's belly outwards in a lewd, cock-shaped bulge. The throbbing flare of that vile horsecock was so fucking massive that it formed a ridge in that bulge. With each passing inch, heavy drops of reeking, disgusting demon-fucksludge oozed into the Whorette's tainted pussy, smearing it with streaks of glowing green. Breathing and grunting like a bull behind Anaaya, Azzra's grip on those slut-horns didn't falter once. She wanted her new Fucktoy to know that she was being used. Not a person anymore. Just a fuckhole to use and fill at a whim.

The savage breaking of Anaaya's pussy came to an immediate halt as the brutal, flared tip bounced agaisnt her cervix. Not even half of Azzra's massive, black dick had taken up space in that cunt and now it was already done? Not fucking likely. Azzra chuckled in delight. "Don't bite your tongue now.", was all the warning that Anaaya got. Then Azzra hammered her hips forwards. The monstrous Eredar had held back until now! Anaaya's puny cervix gave way with a muffled crunsh and a burst of pain that exploded through her belly, only to be translated into pussy-wrecking pleasure by her corrupted body. Abuse at the hand of her stud was all that love was about after all! That vile, corrupted horsecock slammed home inside Anaaya's womb, soiling it forever with chunks of gooey fel-jizz that immediately began to bubble up into her tubes, towards those helpless, vulernable ovaries...

Anaaya sent, 3mo, 2w, 2d ago:
It didn't take much effort for Anaaya to have to be 'forced' to present her tits, the Vindicator was more than willing to show off her body if it meant pleasuring Azzra even more. Her laboured grunts echoed the rough nature of her brutal fuck-training, the flared cock within her spread cunt was bliss...it was her life. She could feel it hitting against her inner walls, her stomach pushing out in an obscene and incredibly lewd fashion "Uhn~ AHh~ Fuck...yes~ Azzra...I love your cock so much!" the whoreadin found saliva dripping from her cocksucking lips as the fel started to lace more and more of her body, soon she'd be completely infused with that corrupting essence.

"D..dont wha? Agggh!" the Draenei squealed out in pain as Azzra hammered into her cervix, breaking into the Vindicator in an instant. This pain was quickly removed, her cock-craving body translating it into some of the best pleasure she'd experienced yet. "Ahhh~ Breed me Azzra! Breed me!" she cried out in desperation, her ovaries aching to be corrupted by her demonic mistress. Anaaya's eyes rolled back completely now as her world was enveloped in sexual bliss, the Vindicator's stomach now puffed out completely with a mix of cockmeat and felcum.

Azzra sent, 3mo, 2w, 1d ago:
Just as soon as her womb was broken in, Azzra started to slam-fuck the lesser creature impaled on her fat, black horsecock. Those massive, bloated balls hammered against Anaaya's thighs with each thrust, sending a loud and wet *slap* through the dark, dry hall of the ruin. The monstrous bulge in the Fuckgoat's belly shifted and changed as Azzra pumped her fuckhole but each cunt-wrecking thrust pulled gooey strands of sloppy precum out of her pussy, only to have the fuck-sludge drooling down her thighs, where it got smeared by Azzra's balls. The Fel crawled into the Whoreadin's ovaries, corrupting and tainting them. Slowly they began to grow and pulse, sending a wave of pleasure through Anaaya's mind and suddenly making her very, very aware of just how obscenely empty her belly was. Then those puny egg factories exploded with fertility, releasing a whole glutch of ripe, fertile eggs along with a brutal wave of hormones. Anaaya's body was forced to prime itself for motherhood, while the monstrous Eredar-Bull hammered into her soft, weak flesh.

Grinnding madly, Azzra released Anaaya's horns, only to hook her brutal claws into the Draenei's mouth, thus forcing it to open wide while she fish-hooked her new slut's facecunt. Each hammering thrust squirted more thick, disgusting precum into Anaaya's body and slowly the Fel began to change her body. Suddenly the skin of her tits felt sore and tight, yet they were merely growing. The savage burst of maternity hormones that rushed her blood mingled with the Fel and was enhanced by it. Slowly but surely the Vindicator's tits began to swell as they filled up with milk and prepared to nurse a monstrous litter of corrupted Eredar-Spawn.
Anaaya sent, 3mo, 2w ago:
Anaaya could only let out laboured gasps and moans as Azzra's huge ebony horsecock imapled into her, the lewd wet slaps that echoed through the ruined hall was like a strange music to her corrupted mind, it proved she was owned...that she was just a fuckpet to Azzra. The way her cunt had been stretched made the movement feel almost natural now, as if this was the new norm for her to take cock into her completely wrecked twat. Anaaya could feel her ovaries and womb becomming tainted, a swelling feeling indicated just how much disgustingly oozing demonic cum was making its way within her once pure body. The feeling of her eggs releasing with sudden corruption within them was a blend of heaven and hell for the Vindicator, a sinking feeling in her stomach appearing as a part of her realized she'd be playing mother to a hole host of Eredar-spawn, however this was quickly shut down by her corrupted state, the Vindicator just squealing out before letting a gentle purr escape her lips. "Ahhh~ Ahhhn~"

Her gentle purring was stopped abruptly by Azzra's fish-hooking, her now plump lips being spread by the Eredar's claws. There was nothing she could do now, no way to retaliate. Her body felt sore...ruined...abused, but perhaps this would all change once the corruption within her really took hold of her mind proper. Her once average C-cup breasts were starting to puff out to obscene levels, looking like fake bolt-on tits soon enough, their large nipples producing trickles of her mothering milk, Anaaya looking like an utter mess as her upper body began to just drip milk all over the floor.

Azzra sent, 3mo, 1w, 5d ago:
Finally Azzra slammed her massive dick home inside that snug, fertile womb one last fucking time. The savage thrust had so much brutal force behind it that its finality was obvious. The shemale's fat, black balls smacked against Anaaya's moist thighs with one last echoing *smack* until they began to throb and pump inside their rough, leathery sack. The brutal bitchtaming horsecock bloated inside that warm Fuckhole, utterly plugging it shut as the first gooey wave of thick, corrupted Fel-Cum was shot out of those colossal nuts. Azzra's cum was so impossibly thick and dense that it only just crawled through the massive Bitchbreeder. Anaaya would be able to feel a massive, hard bulge crawling through the thick cum-vein at the bottom, as the first wave of that nasty load made its way to the throbbing, flared tip, which was lodged all the way inside her womb. Eventually though, her fate was utterly sealed. Azzra released a muffled groan of fierce, primal lust as the first load of thick, tainted cum exploded into the Draenei's belly with a muffled *splotsh*. The very first squirt of thick jizz was already enough to paint her womb green.

Yet more and more squirts of that thick, corrupted spunk followed. Legions of thick, mutated Eredar-Sperm rushed Anaaya's womb in a brutal race for her fertile eggs. Within seconds it was over, as they were being broken open and enslaved by Azzra's superior seed, much like the shemale herself had taken and twisted Anaaya. Yet even more cum was pumped into the previously uncorrupted Draenei. Slowly her belly began to bulge in the wake of that massive, green load. It grew fuller and rounder, filled to the brim until the pressure became too much. Soon not even Azzra's massive dick sufficed to plug that fucked cunt and a thick, gooey wave of sloppy seed spilled past the massive, black fuckmeat and dribbled to the ground with moist, splotshing sounds. Now the true corruption began, though. Through that gargantuan load of thick, green Eredar-Seed, a massive wave of demonic taint entered Anaaya's body and began to dig its claws into her flesh and her mind...

Anaaya sent, 3mo, 1w, 4d ago:
Gave Azzra a delightful scream in response to the brutal thrust that came inside her poor corrupted womb, her head bucking backwards as she let her hair whip about her as Azzra finished up the ride of a lifetime with the extremely whore-like Vindicator. She'd shiver as the bulging cock within began to twitch and pulse with that massive globule of cum moving through it, Annaya trying to shake her head rapidly. "N...no no...no no no...L...Light I cannot hold...anymore" as Azzra released the Draenei could only squeal out like the pig she was, her womb being filled with that green coloured cum.

The throngs of corrupted seed that spread throughout her were quick to ruin any chance she had of ever being pure again, every inch of her seeing the touch of fel. Her eggs twisted and became corrupted also, instantly entering her into the early stages of pregnancy already. Anaaya wondered...what would this taint do to her? What was she to become once it had taken hold over her. She just closed her eyes, the next time she opened them the ex-Vindicator would be looking with pupils of a deep emerald colour, fel in control of her now.

Azzra sent, 3mo, 1w, 3d ago:
Yet the strong emerald colour in Anaaya's eyes did not last for long, for Azzra reached out with her own magic and took control of the Fel in the Draenei's body. She didn't even bother to drag out her semi-hard fuckpole, but instead left it hilted balls-fucking-deep inside the fuckgoat's cum-filled womb. Her will guided the fel and what it did to Anaaya's body. This was neccesary, because sometimes the mutations were chaotic and random or even worse: They might actually empower Anaaya! And Azzra would have none of that! Soon the former Paladinwhore's neon-green eyes shifted colour again, this time taking on a bright, glaring bubblegum-pink. At the same time, Anaaya's thoughts were consumed by a wave of filth. Suddenly all she could think of were twisted, humiliating ways to please Azzra's monstrous cock and drain her bloated balls. Every thought suddenly revolved around pleasing the Eredar and her very fantasies were filled with visions of her future-self: Obsenely pregnant, kneeling at the feet of her glorious Eredar-Mistress, whoreshipping that superior cock. The memories of being a Vindicator remained of course, but now they had the foul touch of wasted time to them. All these years she could have spent fucking and breeding!

The transformation did damage Anaaya's mind quite a lot, though. Obviously she had been quite the idiot before, considering how easily she fell prey to Azzra, but now with each squirt of thick, hot fel-cum that entered her body, her thoughts slowed down. Big, long words were like... sooo lame. Really exhausting to like, think hard. Better to just, dunno, smile and giggle and suck cock! The physical changes brought on by the first real load of fel-spunk were staggering too. Slowly Anaaya's hips and ass began to swell. The change did not even hurt, as her body translated the pain of her bones shifting and her skin stretching into pure, cunt-ripping pleasure. Yet as it was, the bones of her hips slowly shifted appart, into a wider form, perfect for pushing out big, strong Eredar. The soft, lean pillows of her ass began to swell too, growing into bulging, obscene half-orbs that jutted out far from her body, like lewd shelves. A fat broodmare-ass for her to sit on while she whoreshipped her new Mistress!

Anaaya sent, 3mo, 1w, 1d ago:
Anaaya could feel the change occurring to her body, she could feel her mind being warped and altered by Azzra's corrupting cum. She could have fought back, some strength and holy power lingering within her...she should fight back...she...she should suck cock! Her mind snapped back into her new 'reality' in that instant as her eyes flashed to an adorable bubblegum-pink, the start of her new life as a cute, slutty bimbo. A far cry from the strong, masculine Vindicator that she once was. The ex-Vindicator's mind was now bombarded with various different ideas of extremely lewd origins. She was sucking, blowing, fucking, tit-fucking...oh so many amazing things to please her Eredar Mistress! All those years following the light...killing demons when she could have been fucking them.

As the transformation properly took hold the Vindicator would feel her skin stretch as her ass pushed out into a beautiful round rump to rival the best of the Legion's succubi. Her breasts increased out to new levels of perverted goodness, those melons just jiggling side to side and up and down whilst Azzra hilted within the Draenei, a gentle moan and giggle escaping those puffed up cock-suckers that now sat on Anaaya's face. Those hips...mmm fel those hips, they were those of a perfect mother, all ready for her to accept her status as a breeder to Azzra. "Mmmh~ Hehe...I like...feel real weird it's like I came here for another reason than to just get fucked by your amazing cock~" *Giggle*

Azzra sent, 3mo, 1w ago:
Azzra pressed her plump, pitch-black lips against Anaaya's ear to plant a hard kiss there. The Eredar's tongue darted out briefly to lap across her skin. Her corrupted saliva left a faint burning sensation, though it paled in comparrison to the massive load of demonic taint that still seethed inside the Draenei's womb. "Oh, don't be silly little Fuckwhore. For what other reason could you possibly have come here? You know your only purpose in life is to worship my cock, right?", cooed the massive Eredar-Shestud before she slowly started to pull out her semi-hard cock, thus unplugged the cum-stuffed womb of her new Broodmare. A thick tickle of gooey fuck sludge rolled out of that overfilled pussy and leaked to the floor as Azzra got up. The shemale's massive, black horsecock was still coated in a gooey layer of that tainted sludge and it slowly oozed down towards the floor in thick, wobbly ribbons. Casually Azzra strolled back to the massive throne amidst the rubble-strewn hall and planted her glorious, black-skinned body down in it.

Idly she patted one of her bulging, muscle-bound thighs to order her new Fuckpet onto her lap. For a moment there the shemale seemed thoughtful. "In fact, you have to remember that all Whoreadins are made to worship demon cock, even though some of them might not know it yet." Azzra took great care to speak slowly and deliberately, because she was very much aware that she was speaking to a lovely ditzy moron. She had turned her into one herself, after all. "Originally I was just going to snatch your sweet ass out of the order and get away, but now that I think about it, it seems like such a shame to leave all those fertile wombs behind and leave them to their dellusions. Maybe after I am done fixing you, I'll head back for a visit. But really, first I'll focus on you, my latest pet-project. First of all, you need a new name. From now on, you'll be Any! Any the Analwhore. Any the Breeder. Much better. Shorter. Easier to remember for a ditzy little Fuckgoat like you."

naaya sent, 3mo, 5d ago:
Cooed out softly as she could feel her Mistress' lips pressing against her ear, an act that was probably meant to lower the Draenei fuckgoat even more, making her into more of a pet than an actual being. "S-sorry Mistress...I tend to forget things" How could she have forgotten that worshiping Azzra's cock was her reason to be here! She was such a bad fuckwhore for being so stupid! A loud 'squelch' would be the only thing heard as Azzra let her massive cock free of her newly acquired slave, the cum-stuffed womb just oozed out felcum like a waterfall, Anaaya would pout as her Mistress left her and went back to her throne, the fuckgoat just watching her every move, utterly entranced by the way Azzra's cock swung like a pendulum between her succulent, muscle-bound thighs.

Her eyes lit up as soon as the ebony shemale beckoned her to sit upon that incredibly muscular lap. Anaaya would leap upon the Demoness like a kitten as she put her dainty little hands upon Azzra's powerful hips, staring lovingly into her eyes. "Mmm~ They all should like, worship you Mistress! You're so beautiful and your cock is totally the best!" She'd nuzzle up against Azzra, quite dumbstruck as to what a 'whoreadin' actually was. "W...what's a delusion Mistress? That's a real confusing word...uhm...i'll just let you deal with those things now okay?" The white-haired draenei found herself kissing Azzra's right breast in a loving and attentive manner, listening intently as the demoness spoke to her in that ever so slow tone. "Any...that's a nice name. I'm so glad you helped me make it easier Mistress...*giggle* i'm not that smart. "Maybe we can like...go back together in a disguise! That'd be so sneaky Mistress, and totally funny~"

Azzra sent, 3mo, 4d ago:
Azzra listened to Any prattle about with a smile. Casually she groped the dumb Fuckwhore's bloated, pale ass, digging her long, black claws into the soft flesh hard enough to make the Bitch on her lap squirm. "Aww, such a cute little plan you have there. Though how the fuck would you disguise yourself? You are too fucking stupid to be anything other than a Jizzdump. They would see right through it. I have a much better plan. You'll see. But first I need some more time to fix your body. We'll go to my old home for that and leave this dump." Azzra made a wide, sweeping gesture that encompassed the entire ruined hall. Casually she got off her throne... but used her hold on Any's fat whore-ass to lift her against her broad, muscle-clad chest and her huge, soft titties. Waving with the other hand, Azzra summoned a massive, neon-green portal. Bristling and cackling it opened a gateway to another place. Slowly the hulking Eredar-Shestud stepped through, carrying her fucktoy with her. To the Aldor of Shattrath, two Vindicators were lost forever that day.

On the other side of the portal awaited a huge, lush room with towering walls of iron. Despite the expensive-looking furniture that filled the hall, it was painfully obvious that they were not in Kansas anymore. What made it obvious was the towering, arching window of thick glass that dominated one side of the rectangular hall: It displayed a scorched, glowing planet, crossed with fel-green lines. No place anywhere near Draenor. "Say Hi to Argus, Fuckwhore. I bet you are too young to ever have been to the planet that gave the Galaxy its greatest breed of Bimbos.", chimed Azzra as she placed Any down on her hooves. The furniture of the hall was obviously stolen from various worlds: There was a colossal bed, looking like something the Highborn of Azeroth could have built, but also exotic-looking glass tubes that resmbled the works of the Etherals. "Just as I left it all those years ago Perfect.", cooed Azzra as she opened a nearby closet, fashioned from crystal, to go through its contents. The two of them had relocated to a station built by the Legion, housed on a platform orbitting Argus. It was mostly abandonned now, due to the Legion's state of disarray. But Azzra's sealed quarters had survived, as it appeared.

Anaaya sent, 3mo, 4d ago:
Just continued speaking until Azzra's groping came to her rear, her train of thought instantly lost as the soothing touch of her mistress was upon her, her grasp upon Azzra's waist tightened as she cuddled up to her more, a girlish giggle escaping her. "huh? W...what plan Mistress? I like...don't remember making any plan hehe~ I guess im just too busy looking at how sexy you are~" the Draenei 'jizzdump' would smack her massive cocksucking lips against those of Azzra lovingly, remaining there for a whilst before she nodded "Yeah, I am really stupid aren't I~ But I wonna' know your plan Mistress! I bet it's totally smart!" she was actually lying, as in reality all Any cared about was sucking Azzra's cock or letting it plug her cunt or ass...mmm...cock~

She let out a little squeak as Azzra picked her up, eyes going wide with wonder at the sight of a portal appearing before them. "This better not hurt Mistress...I don't wonna like...die or anything" her answer came as soon as they got through to Azzra's room, the draenei bimbo just overtaken with bewilderment at the sheer beauty of the room "Like...wow...this is so pretty Mistress, w...wuh? What's an Argus...oh! It's a bimbo planet, that sounds awesome! Am I from Argus mistress?" Anaaya just looked around, trying to take everything in but she just ended up going to sit on the bed, loving how bouncy it was. "Hehe~ This is awesome!"

Azzra sent, 3mo, 2d ago:
Azzra smiled at her bimbo Fucktoy as she closed the closet behind her. Carrying in her massive, clawed hand, she held a small, black metal box that rattled slightly with each of her steps. Eventually she reached Any and placed the box down on the bed near her. Opening it up, it revealed a mixed pile of leather and metal. Reaching inside, Azzra produced a broad, spiked, black leather collar. It looked like something one might leash a feral dog with. With a puzzled expression, Azzra held it in front of Any's throat and tilted her head. "Naaa... I think not. You are much too harmless for that." So she put the collar back down in the box. But there were others still inside! The next one Azzra lifted was much more on mark: It was made from glossy, pink leather! And instead of spiky studs, it was adorned with a series of cock-shaped studs, circling all around the pink leather. On the front was a small metal plate, engraved with the curly word 'Slutpuppy'. "Perfect.", cooed the cruel Eredar with a wicked smile.

Casually she draped the collar around Any's neck and closed it with a soft *click*. The leather just fused together on the ends. There was no lock or anything. If it was ever to be taken off, it would have to be cut off. Smiling the monstrous Eredar leaned forwards a little to whisper: "My plan, yes? Oh well, my plan is really simple. I am going to use your whorish body to breed a few strong, loyal Eredar. Once you spawned a little squad of Bitchbreakers for me, we are all going to return to Shattrath together and turn it into my personal Whorehouse." Reaching down, Azzra pressed her large, black hand flat against Any's freshly-impregnated belly. "So, to hurry that along, I really need to fix your womb. I am not going to fucking wait around for nine months for you to drop your first litter. But you'd love to be my slutty Broodmare, wouldn't you? It would really please me..." Please me. Azzra put great ephazise on those two word, hammering them home in Any's foggy little mind like two metal spikes.

Anaaya sent, 3mo, 2d ago:
Any just kept her eyes glued onto her Mistress, watching the way her cock swayed with a hypnotic sense of addiction towards it. "Oooh~! A pretty box!" her eyes went wide with wonder as she watched her Mistress come over to her with that mysterious black metal box, the fat-lipped draenei clapped her hands excitedly. "Open it! Open it! Yay!" she'd happily present her neck to Azzra, ready to be collared although she did blinked up at Azzra's hesitation to give her the spiked collar. "Nuh-uh! I'm totally dangerous..." she put up her hands like the paws of a lioness and growled "Rawrr~ See?" Although she couldn't really complain after the second collar was shown to her, Pink! she loved pink! it was her favorite colour in the whole wide world! "S...slut...puppy? Is that my name Mistress? I thought you said I was Any the Analwhore...i'm so confused it makes my head hurt"

Any felt complete as soon as her pink collar was connected around her neck, the bimbo draenei just giggling and leaning in to kiss her Mistress lovingly, Azzra finding her lips bombarded by kiss upon kiss from her. "I wuv woo Mistress~" came her gentle, loving coo as the fuckgoat did her best to listen to the plan. "Oooh~ Okay! A nice lil' whorehouse for us to play in with all my Sisters! That'll be so fuuuuun! I'll do whatever it takes to please you Mistress. Being a Broodmare sounds like a lot of work...I don't like doing lots of work Mistress" she'd pout, her hands pinching at Azzra's ass, kneading it like a child would clutch at a stuffed animal. "It's not hard work is it?"

Casually Azzra backhanded her Slutpuppy with a hard blow. The Eredar's black hand was so terribly fast that the *smack* of her hand slamming into Any's face seemed to arrive faster than the sensation of pain flooding through Any's cheek. It had not been a jaw-shattering blow, but it was enough to send a spike of pain down her spine, which even her Fuckwhore-Body could not completely transform into lust. Azzra snarled and leaned forwards, brutally grabbing Any's collar to yank her forwards until those glowing, red eyes faced Any's ditzy pink ones. "You don't like doing work for me? Fuckwhore, I care nothing for what you like. What you should like, beyond all things, is to please me. No matter what I demand of you. You understand that, Dummy? Or should I just scramble your brain until you do?" With a muffled grunt, Azzra tossed her Fucktoy back onto the bed. "Worthless piece of trash. Get on your back. Spread your legs. I am going to fix that pathetic little litter of yours next. I am not fucking waiting for your womb to start being productive."

Anaaya sent, 2mo, 4w, 2d ago:
She whimpered and stumbled back, looking up at Azzra with sadness in her large doe-like eyes. "I...i'm sorry Mistress...I like, didn't mean to say it like that, what I mean is that i'm really dumb! And I...uhm..d-dont like uhm..." she tried to think of what to say as she was left trembling after being grabbed by the powerful grasp of the Eredar before her "It hurts my silly b-brai...head Mistress!" she'd look into Azzra's glowing eyes, their malicious gaze barely fazed the extremely dim Draenei as she wasn't exactly smart enough to really understand fear properly anymore. Before Azzra could possibly get any angrier she would be greeted by a loving smooch upon her lips, Any just pressing her fat pink mountains up against her Mistress's "I'm sowwy~ I'm so stooopiiiid~" Any would whimper out as she was thrown against the bed, her melon-like tits bouncing and jiggling all over the place. The Draenei puppyslut would smile warmly at Azzra, even if Azzra was one of the most malicious beings ever to walk Azeroth there was no denying just how adorable her little bimbo pet was. "Please forgive me Mistress...I really cant wait to get preggers~"

"Oh, don't worry... You can always earn my forgiveness by draining my fucking balls.", cooed Azzra with a sickly-sweet voice as she mounted her Fuckwhore. That massive, black horsecock slapped hard and wet against Any's curvy front, the brutal, flared head just resting on the swell of her fat, fake-looking titties. Slowly the hulking Eredar-Shestud reached out to grab Any by the ankles and push her legs forwards, brutally pinning them next to the fuckgoat's horns, down on the bed. "Wrap your titties around my cock and start stroking it. Kiss my flare and start apologizing while I work to fix your body.", cooed Azzra as she leaned over Any. The monstrous Eredar loomed over her Fucktoy, her own full, obsidian tits pressed against Any's. Already the fat udders of her slavemare dwarfed Azzra's own perfect tits, but that was right. Azzra was not going to be nursing any litters anytime soon. Slowly the monstrous shemale closed her eyes halfway and began to manipulate the twisted Fel-Energy inside Any's body some more. A slow, warm sensation began to blossom in Any's belly. At first it felt as if she had drunken strong alcohol, but then the warmth began to push against her skin. Slowly her slightly cum-bulged belly began to stretch and swell, growing bigger and firmer as it pressed against the shaft of Azzra's fat, black cock. Inside her womb, that litter of Eredar-Spawn was rapdily growing, fueled by Azzra's magic.

Any would smile and giggle at the sickly-sweet voice that came from her Mistress, the bimbo fuckgoat swaying side to side happily just before the horsecock slapped against her tits. "Hehe~ Did ya' hear that? Slap!" she'd hit her palms against her huge fake tits to re-create the sound, giggling after it was done. "Such a funny lil' sound..ooo! Eep!" her legs were moved by Azzra with a terrific amount of brutality, although the ditzy slut wasn't going to complain as she really didn't know any better right now, for all she knew was that this was how Azzra had always been treating her and she still was super mega happy! The pouty fuckgoat smiled and let Azzra's huge flared cock sit between her massive milk-udders, her large pink eyes just went wide with joy as she was just staring down at the huge flared head of her Mistress' fuckmeat. "Mmmhh~ Your cock is like...so totally the best thing everrrrrrr" her plump lips pressed down upon the head, giving Azzra's cock a loving kiss which turned into a tongue-filled smooch, Any's tongue helixing around that flared tip to show Azzra just how sorry she was. "I'm so sowwy for being silly~ *Giggle* O-oh! I feel all hot and nause...nau...woozy! Is that my babies moving about Mistress? I'm so mega-preggers now! Yay!"

Azzra sent, 2mo, 4w ago:
Azzra smiled that wicked, shark-toothed smile of hers as Any's fat breeder belly bulged out more and more, slowly growing past a cute little baby bump into the realm of a fully pregnant woman. Though of course, Any wasn't really a woman. She was a Fuckgoat and carried an entire fucking litter of hellspawn. So her belly didn't stop there. Slowly it grew bigger yet, pushing Azzra's hard cock upwards and slowly but surely dragging it out of reach of even Any's long dicksucker-tongue, leaving just a gooey tendril of reeking, green cum to connect mare-tongue and stud-cock. As the growth of Any's belly finally stopped, it was easily bigger than the rest of her torso and pushed against the underside of that massive, fake-looking jugs. Milk-filled as they were already, the sudden spurt of pregnancy hormones, roided-up with fel-magic had also rushed into them and made the milk shoot in even more. Slowly but surely, those fat udders lost some of their fake-stiffness and gained a little sag, due to how much thick, corrupted milk was sloshing inside. Only when the transformation was finally done did Azzra pull back and release Any's legs from her grip. Slowly the cruel Eredar-Stud stepped back and smile at her creation. "Try sitting up, Broodmare. I want to see you work for your next fuck." Slowly Azzra stepped a few paces away, into the room. Her fat, hard horsecock still beckoned. "Wobble over here, if you want to get fucked. Or crawl, if you are too fucking weak to walk."

Anaaya sent, 2mo, 3w, 5d ago:
Any would watch her belly bloat out at a rapid pace as Azzra's fel magic toyed with her gestation period, essentially making the bimbo sluttadin into a complete breeding machine. The white-haired whore just let Azzra's cock fall from her cock-sucking grasp so she could marvel at her pregnant form. She giggled and let her hands rub over her completely fat belly. "Yay! I'm like so totally preggers now Mistress...isn't this awesome? Thank you for doin' it! yay!" Milk spurted from her fake titties, their new sagging nature gave the Draenei plenty of enjoyment as she just lay there mushing them about for a little, captivated by the way they moved. "Lookie lookie at my tits Mistress! Jiggle jiggle!" Her eyes moved to follow the she-stud who had given her such a lewd figure, watching her move away to taunt the poor fuckgoat who could barely walk. Instead she decided to flop to the floor, getting on all fours as her pregnant belly just swayed side to side. The adorable bimbo raised her head and wagged her long tail, whimpering at Azzra. "I wuv being your slutpuppy Mistress...although...I wish I could be just like you. YOu're my idol Mistress, so smart...so beautiful and sexy." she was being oh so loving to Azzra, and her desire to be an Eredar was admirable, perhaps even giving Azzra a little bit of pride as she'd managed to corrupt a Vindicator to this level so easily.

Azzra sent, 2mo, 3w, 4d ago:

Azzra cooed softly as the dumb Fuckgoat crawled all the way over to her, dragging streaks of corrupted milk across the floor behind her. Casually the towering shemale slapped her meaty, stinking demon cock against Any's pretty dicksucking lips, to splatter her face with a smudge of thick, green fel cum. "Aww, but why the hell would I want you to be like me? After all, there is already one me. I don't have any use for another mean, overpowering demon-godess, really. But I do have use for a dumb, brainless broodmare, eager to whoreship my cock and bear my foals." Chuckling Azzra hooked the flared head of her brutal Bitchmaker in Any's lips before the dumb cocksocket could think of a brain-dead reply. Slowly Azzra rolled her hips forwards, feeding that massive Slutstuffer into that snug, warm mouth, leaving a trail of corrupted, green cum across Any's long, agile tongue. Only when the flared head bounced against the back of Any's throat did Azzra pause for a moment. She reached out to grab a firm hold of the whoreadin's curved hurns and wrapped both her hands around them, just so she could hold her head tightly. "It's time to feed the babies, little Whore. You hungry?", she cooed with a nasty smirk.

Anaaya sent, 2mo, 3w, 4d ago:

Any didn't care too much about how obscene and dirty she looked as her fattened form crawled ever closer to her beloved Mistress, her eyes lighting up as she saw that meaty fuckpole just slap down towards her whorish face, the wet sounding 'smack' that followed hearkened to the splattering of fel-cum that made itself apparent over Any's face. The fuckgoat was about to open her whore lips to utter another response, one that would have most likely been incredibly ditzy and adorable but this was quickly stopped when Azzra shoved her bitchmaker between those puffed up lips. "MMph! Mrppph~" soon Any found herself suckling upon the cock in the same way a baby would suckle on a dummy or a pacifier, lovingly fluttering her fake eyelashes up to the Eredar above her as she happily sucked and slurped away. She would nod rapidly as Azzra offered her the prospect of having a nice delicious meal, especially one that would help feed her babies. "MMph! Mmphhmmm!"

Azzra sent, 2mo, 3w, 2d ago:
Azzra grunted in wicked delight as she tightened her grip around those handlebar-horns before brutally slamming her hips forwards. There was no foreplay, no more teasing, no more mercy. That massive, pitch-black horsecock surged down Any's throat with a muffled *splotsh*, surfing on a wave of gooey, thick, green precum. Those massive, thick, balls slammed against Any's chin and throat, hard enough to leave a throbbing, aching bruise. That savage flare scraped down her gullet, leaving it smeared and plastered with green cum before it slammed home hard in her belly, sending that massive breeder bloat wobbling and heaving. Azzra grunted again, as she brutally dragged her hips back, drudging that meaty horsecock all the way out of that freshly-speared fuckhole again. A thick squirt of gooey, corrupted precum was all that the first brutal thrust left behind in Any's belly, yet it was enough to cause the unborn demonspawn in her gut to quiver and squirm with delight. As Azzra's glossy, spunk-coated fuckpole slapped against Any's face again, it left a steady stream of throat-slime and cum to dribble onto her features. Azzra chuckled in wicked delight, as she smeared her hard cock across the ditz' face in a quick stroke, painting her face in cum. But then she lined the savage Throatraper up with those puckered lips again, ready to drive it inside again.

Anaaya sent, 2mo, 2w, 2d ago:
Was like a lumbering plaything in Azzra's grasp, her horns making the perfect grips for her ebony Eredar mistress, she'd let her bubblegum pink eyes flash open in sudden bewilderment at just how quick Azzra was acting, never before had her Mistress been so fast and rough! The fuckgoat could only think that this was due to one reason, her devotion. Thus Any would not even think of complaining about the ruthless slapping against her chin which gave her a bruise, or the way in which the spawn within her started to grow and move about with increasing levels of activity. "Hrrrk~ Ghrrlk~" was all that Azzra got as a response as Any's throat was coated in more and more of that delicious green demonic fuck-slime, the bimbo's eyes soon closing as she started to go into a cum-induced sleep of sorts, just in the same way a baby would start to doze off after suckling on a dummy. Quite cute, in a lewd way. There was no way that Any would complain about Azzra entering her another time, in fact she'd never complain at any advancement, not any longer. This fuckgoat was -hers- and that was absolutely apparent now.

Azzra sent, 2mo, 2w, 1d ago:
Azzra didn't do anything to keep her new fucktoy from dozing off. In fact, she allowed her to sleep for as long as she wished. Only several hours later - time was hard to tell in a fortress in the middle of black space - as Anaaya awoke again did she find her owner seated at the nearby monstrous desk. The shemale was still naked, her glorious body on display. If she had slept, it did not show. Spread over the desk surface in front of her were various glittering little metal things. Piercings. Studs and chokes of various sized and shapes and Azzra was seemingly wondering about them in a relaxed posture, her legs spread wide. Anaaya had awoken in the colossal bed, since Azzra had carried her there after she had fallen asleep. As the dumb fuckgoat stirred, the vicious shemale smiled and looked towards her. "Good moring, Fuckmare. Get your juicy ass over here. I want your input on how to turn your body into a more perverted spunkdumpster." Slowly Azzra lifted two piercings off the table. Both her large, elaborate gem chokers. One was shaped like a thick, silver horsecock with bloated balls at the base. The other was shaped like a savage crest of the Burning Legion, looking like a twisted, flame-made face with leering eyes and sharp teeth. "Which one for your belly button?"

Anaaya sent, 2mo, 2w ago:
Awoke with a sudden gasp, the last thing she could remember was taking her Mistresses cock right down her throat but now it was gone! And part of her felt empty. She'd look around quickly to find where Azzra was sitting, those pink eyes of hers lighting up with glee. "Morning Mistress! I was so worried you'd gone!" she practically flopped out of bed, coming over to her Mistress as she'd wag her tail side to side to match the jiggling movement that her huge jugs now took whenever she stepped. "Ooh~ I wonna' be a spunkd...spu...little slut! Yay!" she clapped her hands together in an excited manner, her addled mind picking out the shiny little bits of jewellery before her. "Pretty things! Oh Mistress you're too kind! Uhm...uhm..." she looked between the two shown to her, clearly in conflict before her left index finger picked out the silver horsecock. "This one! It's not as scary as the other one and it's a picture of the best thing everrrrr."

Azzra sent, 2mo, 1w, 5d ago:
Azzra smiled indulgendly and leaned forwards to press her huge, black hands against Any's bloated broodmare-belly. Inside the twisted litter of demonspawn began to kick and squirm as it felt it's Sire's overpowering presence. Slowly the Eredar lifted the cute silvery piercing and pushed it against Anaaya's prodding belly button. There was a slight sting of pain as a searing spike of Felmagic burned a hole through the broodmare's skin, but then Azzra could hook the choker in place. It looked absolutely obscene dangling from Any's bloated whore-belly, adding yet so much more to the amount that her body screamed WHORE at any onlooker. "Cute. I got some more, though. You'll fucking love these.", cooed Azzra as she produced a set of heavy, silvery clamps, connected by a fine silver chain. From that chain dangled three little chokers, each one shaped like an obscenely pregnant Dranei, obediently kneeling and craddling her swollen belly. Azzra opened up the clamps and pushed them onto Any's nipples before releasing them. The hard, cold metal clamped down on her leaking, milk-filled tits with arousing brutality, instantly cutting off the slow dribble of milk that oozed out of her swollen, corrupted jugs at all time.

Azzra smiled wickedly. Oh, she was going to make those fat, obscene milk melons even bigger. But this time, she was going to do it the natural way, by forcing her pregnant fuckpet to keep a hold on all that thick, delicious milk, at least until the first litter was born. Any jugs would keep swelling up until the dumb cow went insane with need to be milked. Slowly Azzra leaned forwards and planted a surprisingly tender kiss on Any's jump, ultra-sensitive dicksucking lips. Her warm, fel-laced breath hissed over the dummy-draenei's pretty face as she cooed: "There you go, Fuckpig. So much more sexy now. But not done yet. Let's talk tattoos, shall we? Obviously I want your skin adorned to please me. Any suggestions what kind of tattoo a dumb, horny Fuckgoat should have?"

Anaaya sent, 2mo, 1w, 4d ago:
Giggled and murred as her belly was caressed, she could feel the demonspawn kicking and squirming about so violently but to her this was just an amazing feeling, she was finally going to be a mom! A little 'eep' escaped her lips as the piercing went into her belly button, the Draenei fuckpet would have protested about such a lewd display not too long ago, but now she was totally for it...anything to look like more of a whore for her Mistress. She'd giggle and blush as her fingers tapped at the sigil. "It's like...so hot~ Oooh! You have more! yay yay yay!" The lewd looking Preggers-Draenei nipple chain was a lovely addition to her whore form, jangling about whenever those huge milk-filled udders moved around as they always did.

"Mrhh~ I cant let out any miiiilk...mistress my titties are gonna' get even bigger now! I'm like a moo-cow! Mooooo~" she started to try and mimic a cow quite happily as her jugs only grew larger with the milk swelling their size. Any had no idea what to expect as Azzra neared her lips, but the kiss that followed was a rather positive one, the broodmare falling into that tender kiss with passion behind her movements. Those cocksuckers of hers were ever so lovely to kiss as they always were covered in sweet-tasting lipsticks of various flavours. "Mmmhh~ i'm like...feeling totally more sexy now! Oh oh oh tats! I totally always wanted tats!" she mused on what to get for a little while before deciding. "Okay like...I could get 'Owned by Azzra' over my cunt! And maybe like...a heart on the lower part of my back? Maybe some more! but i'm too dumb to pick~ Can you do it for me?"

Azzra sent, 2mo, 1w, 3d ago:
"Oh, I am sure you always wanted them. Even back then when you were wasting your time pretending to be a Vindicator. You secretly dreamed about being a tattooed breeding bitch.", cooed Azzra with a wicked smirk. Using her large, strong hands to handle Any, the superior shemale turned her fuckpet around, until her fat, soft ass pressed against Azzra's strong thighs and her bloated, black balls. That massive, soft horsecock came to rest on her back, still soft and heavy. Yet Azzra brushed it aside, to reveal Any's lower back. Slowy the shemale began to move her finger over the purple skin, leaving a tingling, itching sensation in its wake. Slowly the Fel-Corruption within Any's flesh followed Azzra's will and words began to appear on her flesh. Arching above her wide, soft mare-ass curved a huge tribal tramp stamp, surrounding the word 'ANALWHORE' in big, bold letters. Azzra chuckled in delight as she moved her fingers upwards, along her pet's spine, until they reached her shoulder blades. There the tingling continued and two big, black handprints appeared on her shoulders, adorned with brutal claws. Any's Fuckwhore-Body now came with picture instructions! This one definately said: Push down on all fours here!

Snickering Azzra turned her Toy around, only to brush her fingers across her pussy teasingly. "Oh, I do know how much you want the world to knwo that I fucking own you.", cooed Azzra breathlessly as her claws danced across Any's pregnant cunt. Finally she stopped teasing and brushed the skin above her fuckslit. There the big, meancing words 'OWNED BY AZZRA' appeared, just as Any had suggested. They would surely ward off lesser dicks from trying to breed Any. After all, she had lots of other fun holes to dump cum in! At last the cruel Eredar-Godess brushed her fingers across Any's bloated, heavily pregnant belly, encircling her pierced belly button. There the words 'EREDAR BROODMARE' plopped into existence, surrounding the horsecock-shaped piercing.

"Oh! You're totally right! Like...this is so fun, and I love being a tattooed bitch! It's like...way less boring than not ya'know? I cant imagine I went so long without it!" she purred as her Mistress cooed, Any just being handled like she was some oversized baby in the strong grasp of the Demoness, her soft and plush ass nestled into Azzra's body perfectly, the fuckgoat was built for her Mistress after all. "Mmmhhh~" she purred as the feeling of the soft cock settled against her back, Any blushing as the fuckrod of her loving Mistress was just right within her reach...although she dared reach for it, a good fuckgoat always had to wait until she was offered her treat. As the words began to appear Any would feel a shiver run up her spine, those words imprinting even more of Azzra's influence upon her soul. There was no doubting her loyalty now after such an obscene tramp-stamp was given to her. Her lips moved out to an 'O' shape as she moaned out, Azzra's journey up her spine was just sending ripples of bliss through the broodmare. "You're like...painting all over me!"

The fuckgoat nodded happily. "Yes yes yes! Like, I want everyone to know that i'm Any the Analwhore, and you're my pretty Mistress! It makes me so happy~" Her eyes went wide as the 'owned by Azzra' was imprinted upon her, those pink pupils lighting up. "Oh my gawhd Mistress! That's like...the prettiest thing ever~. I'm like...so happy! You always pamper me so much!"

Azzra sent, 2mo, 6d ago:
With a vicious smile Azzra grabbed a hold of Any's pretty, empty head and brutally turned her around, forcing the dumb fuckgoat to face her Eredar-Godess again. Smiling and thus showing those murderous, pointy shark-teeth, Azzra dragged one of her fingers across Any's face. The tingly sensation of the fel-magic now claimed her cheeks, which were marked with the letters 'WH' on one cheek and 'RE' on the other, with the dumb bimbo's big, glossy cocksucker-lips serving as the 'O'. "Now you are done.", chimed Azzra with that wicked smirk. Casually she pushed Any against the desk, planting the bimbo's fat, soft ass on it's edge to brutally spread her thighs with those massive, strong hands. Smiling the cruel shemale-godess ran her black fingers across the insides of Any's thighs until they reached her drooling, always-needy pussy. "But I think now that you are not nearly pregnant enough. Really, a pretty fuckdoll with a gorgeous broodmare body like yours has to get all the use out of her womb she possibly can. I think I am going to stuff you some more." Chuckling Azzra slapped her semi-hard, pitch-black horsecock against Any's pussy while she pushed her body between those curvy legs.

Slowly Azzra's right hand moved upwards, groping and trailing its way across Any's soft fucktoy-flesh, teasing her ultra-sensitive, hair-trigger body along the way, until Azzra could press her clawed thumb against Any's big, puffy dicksuckers. "You wanna have some more babies, don't you?", cooed the she-stud with a wicked smirk. By now her beastial cock was fully hard and throbbed, pumped against Any's bloated, pierced belly, with the base and those fat balls teasing her pussy. Azzra didn't wait for the one true answer of course. She just pulled back her hips to wedge that massive, flared cockhead against Any's soaked pussy and hammered her body forwards, to once again break into the fucksocket of her dumb, brainless slavepet. Any wasn't a vindicator anymore. She was just a set of fun holes to be used and abused at Azzra's pleasure.
Anaaya sent, 1mo, 2w, 1d ago:
Couldnt care less that she was being brutally handled, after all the brainless whore rather saw it as some kind of affectionate gesture as Azzra always treated her like this!. "Hehe~! Hewwo! Now I see you again!" Any just shuffled her fat ass about upon Azzra's lap and started to daydream as her eyes just gazed longingly into the Demoness'. "I bet im gonna' look mega super awesome amazing aren't I?" Any slapped her own cheeks jovially, the 'WHORE' spelling just jiggling about a little. "Woah, like...really? More babies? I can totally do that! It's like...uhm...my job!" A little 'eep' followed shortly after as her pussy was slapped quite roughly, but Any didn't mind as this would signify that her favourite pastime was about to occur! Sex!

Any nodded and let out a muffled yes as Azzra's thumb blocked her speaking out of her puffed up cocksucking pillow-lips. "Mmphhmpph!" Her eyes lit up, big pink orbs of happiness and absolute airheaded delight that just shone with her innocent nature. Azzra's huge balls were now most likely covered in a wet lacing of Any's fluids, the fuckgoat was positively dripping with anticipation for the fuck that she knew was about to come her way. Azzra's hammering movement was met with a sudden and relieved sounding gasp from Any's fat lips, they pursed out so the 'O' of 'WHORE' was really pronounced, she really did love her new life.

Azzra sent, 1mo, 1w, 6d ago:
With a muffled grunt, Azzra pumped her hips forwards and slammed her flared horsecock into that needy, pregnant pussy. Really, she showed little care for her pregnant fucktoy and didn't even flinch as that brutal, corrupted demon cock battered against her cervix. Growling the shemale tightened her grip around Any's ankles and pushed her legs even further apart, forcing the broodmare to perform a nasty splits, right there on the edge of the table. Slowly Azzra rolled her hips, teasingly grinding that cum-oozing flare against the tight, closed cervix of her favourite fucktoy. But as usual, Azzra's patience for teasing was limited. She eventually bucked her hips forwards, only to slam-fuck that vile, equine cock deep into Any's womb. There it bounced against the nasty litter of squirming demon spawn, but thankfully did not hurt them, as they were all protected by firm bubbles of fluid. Yet now Azzra could once again hilt herself balls-deep in that whorish caricature of the vindicator she had once been.

Grunting like a savage beast, Azzra began to fuck her toy, bouncing those fat, bloated balls against the edge of the table over and over again, as her massive cock squirted heavy beads of tainted, green precum into her heavily pregnant womb with each trust. The fel-spawn relished the attention, though, as each glob of corruption fueled their growth and enabled them to grow big and strong faster. Greedy as she was, even that litter was enough enough for Azzra. She funneled a new strand of Fel-Magic in Any's body, teasing her poor, corrupted ovaries into realeasing another wave of fertile eggs... which were to be added to the peverse litter already growing within her.
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