Impatiently Azzra walked up and down the western gate of the Aldor-Rise, which lead into the soft, green hills of Nagrand. The mage was not physically impressive. While she had the same luxurious curves that any Draenei had, hers were particularly small and plain. The long, flowing white robe did it's share to ruin what little sexual appeal she might have had. Her only weapon was that long, crystalline staff she carried on her back, even though that wasn't exactly as weapon, but rather a high-precision tool for directing strong currents of magic. She wouldn't need more for a simple scouting mission, but she liked to be prepared. After all, the reports were serious: Travellers had been attacked by demons in eastern Nagrand and while the demonic taint in the western portion of that land was accepted, the Aldor could not allow such filth so close to their own doorstep. So they had tasked Azzra - and some Shaman named Tara, whom Azzra did not know yet - to investigate and scout. Their command was clear: They were not to engage the demons in any way, but merely check if, where and how many there were. Bonus objective was to find out what they were up to.
And now Azzra was beginning to grow impatient in her waiting. She didn't know if she was too early, or if Tara was late, or if this assignment bothered her. After all, Azzra was more the bookish type. She didn't usually leave the safety of Shattrath, but during the recent months so many Mages of the Aldor had vanished or been killed, that she could no longer remain in the second row. And the threat of death or worse was putting her on the edge.

Tara huffed some as she looked around, having nearly gotten lost in the huge city again as she shook her head and walked toward the gate. Tara was incredibly short for draenei, just a rather petite woman in general as she also had the same curves and a bit larger chest due to how height and weight work. Her hair was wild and curly, the same light blue as her horns as the bite-sized shaman continued to walk, trying to set a faster pace since she had to take more steps than most. Twin hammers at her side, a shiny thorium finish on both giving them a good gleam whenever light shone upon them. Wearing an unassuming grey leather ensemble that didn't reveal much at all but actually served to protect her in case of an attack. (http://thottbot.com/transmog-set=155 The arms covered in leather as well)

Finally arriving at the gate, she looked to the other draenei and gave a small nod, muttering a small incantation of sorts before two small swirling orbs of what seemed to be fogged wind spinning around her hammers. "Shall we go?" She asks, in her native tongue naturally.

Azzra watched Tara arrive with an odd smile. Watching the short shaman waddle towards her was quite the amusing sight, even though she had wished that a stronger companion would have come with her. "Yes. Let's go. I guess we can introduce ourselves on our way through the tunnel.", stated Azzra with a coy smile. As she turned around to head towards the tunnel, that led through the mountains and towards Nagrand, she extended one of her soft, slim hands. Never in her life had those hands wielded a weapon or even a hammer. "My name is Azzra! I am a mage, as you might be able to tell. Uhm... I think that trust is really important... for an assignment like this, I mean! And so I want to tell you: This is my first mission outside of town for quite a while. I might have some trouble getting started, but all the other mages are... gone... so I can't sit around anymore. I... I hope you will still work with me? I promise to do good! You look like you do this adventuring-stuff a lot, so I don't want to lie to you." A shy smile crossed Azzra's black lips as the two of them walked through the tunnel, towards the lush, green fields of Nagrand.

Tara didn't waddle! She had a little squish to her but she looked fine. Shush. "Ah..sure." She said, somewhat soft-spoken before taking Azzra's hand. Her own gloved so she couldn't feel the callouses and..rather rough hands the shaman had from years within nature. "Tara. Ah.. I am a shaman. And..huh. Well, I'm certain you will do fine, after all it is just a scouting mission. Don't worry, I've gone out plenty of times with nothing ever really happening so don't get too nervous is all. I'm sure your abilities are stronger than you think. Of course I'll still work with you, aheh." She giggled softly, heading out into Nagrand with Azzra, feeling the rather warm air of Nagrand, things..rather nice in there nature-wise. "I..will admit, I don't know much of..Nagrand. Like..direction wise. I've been mostly in Zangarmarsh and Terrokar but they called me in from there for this. I..do hope you know your way around?" She asked as they made it to the end of the tunnel.

"Oh, I know my way around, don't worry. This is one of the few areas in Draenor that has reliable maps, since it didn't, you know, blow up." Azzra chuckled nervously as the two of them walked down the winding serpentines of the rough mountain pathway. "We won't have to go far, most of the caravans were attacked right on this road.", whispered Azzra, as she tossed a nervous glance behind her back, towards that quickly shrinking doorway in the Cliffside. Perhaps she wished she was back in the comfort of her library again. "Somewhere ahead should be an old well. We can make a stop there. Perhaps even make camp for the first night." Apparently the busty mage had that map memorized and even planned their route in advance. She seemed eager to at least nail the theoretical part of performing a scouting mission. "I am so glad you are nice. I was worried they would partner me up with someone mean. I don't know what it is - maybe all the Death and Splattering - but a lot of the veteran Soldiers they have around at the Aldor are kind of mean. I don't like that. Mean people I mean, of course I like that they keep their Veteran around." Azzra chuckled nervously as she decided to shut up, before she said more nervously stupid things. As the two of them walked around another curve of the mountain road, the burned wreckage of a caravan came into view. The smoldering wood looked fresh and a few gruesome red and black smudges crossed the road, towards the seep Cliffside, that went downwards. Apparently something - or someone - had been forced off that cliff and into the depths.


Tara nodded some, hands on the hilts of her hammers as they walked. Tara was listening..though it didn't look it. She was paying more attention to their surroundings rather than of Azzra's nervous rambling. "Alright..good." She mumbled, looking back to Azzra and seeing her nervously walk. Looking pensive for a moment before the smaller draenei gives a tap to her shoulder. "Do not worry. I'm smaller than you, physically anyway, so they'd go for me first if anything. And then you'll get to see why I have to clean my hammers daily." Tara says with a confident grin at Azzra. Perking an eyebrow at her last few comments, snickering softly. "Take a few deep breaths. No good being frightened and anxious." She says with another nod. Rounding the corner and seeing the burning remains of the caravan. Hands gripping the hammers tight as she walked ahead, looking the wreckage over before peering over the edge of the canyon. "Nnh..The fire's certainly demonic in nature. They can say it's just fire magic all they want, fel taints all that they cast."

Down in the canyon Tara would be able to spot the charred remains of another caravan wagon, along with some corpses. From up there it was hard to tell what kind of dead these were. Azzra walked among the smoldering wreckage and slowly extended strands of her magic to probe for remains of Fel. "You are right. Demons did this. At least initially. Once everything was on fire, the wood burned on it's own and did not need the magic anymore." Beyond the wreckage another set of trails led down the path, but these were without blood. The dust of the road had been disturbed and it looked as if something heavy had been dragged away from the Caravan. Slowly Azzra followed the trail, until she arrived infront of a small fissure in the Cliffside. Apparently whatever had been dragged away had been pulled into this tight, dark cave. Judging from outside it certainly didn't look like the fissure would lead anywhere, since these cliffs were littered with openings and cracks big and small, but apparently something - or somebody - had went down there. "Uh... You see that?", asked Azzra nervously and pointed towards the trail and the fissure. "Maybe someone is still alive. That could be markings of a body. Maybe someone survived the ambush and dragged himself inside there to be safe."
Out of the cave came a soft, sweet scent, similar to that of roasted honey and fresh wild flowers. It was odd to smell something like this at such a strange place, yet it was there.

Tara seemed rather tense as she continued looking around, the freshly burnt caravan and ground letting out a sickly odor as Tara winced a bit. "Gh..disgusting." She muttered, following Azzra along the small path. "Or maybe someone was dragged there. Be extremely cautious..but if someone is still alive, we need to find out. I will lead from here." She said, the clashing smell of the roasted honey hitting her nose, perking an eyebrow. "What..the scent. Maybe..maybe the caravan was carrying some luxuries..and the survivor is making use of them." She was practically just lying to herself by now, not wanting to face another demon. While she was confident most of the time, underneath the armor she's quite scarred and has nearly been addicted to fel a couple of times from a few errant fel-magics cast upon her. "Can you make any light? Even if there is an ambush, better to be able to see it coming rather than get caught in the dark." She said to Azzra, her voice softer and quieter than before now that they were closer to the fissure.

"Light? Well, of course I can! I am a mage after all!", spouted Azzra, obviously glad that she had found a use for her skills on this mission. With expert precision she conjoured a floating orb of pure, soft, white light, that hovered ahead into the darkness, to light the way... and let every spellcaster within a dozen miles know that they were here. Azzra followed Tara obediently deeper into the stone and obviously did not mind the smell. After all, she had very little experience in all things concerning demons. As they walked through the dry, rocky tunnel, it soon became apparent that it led deep into the stone. They had to walk for several minutes until they heard that strange sound for the first time: Swooshing first, like wind howling through sails, then a wet and moist slapping, like meat that was hammered. The deeper they advanced into the tunnel, the louder that sound became. Finally they spotted light ahead: A thick and deep red light, like from a fire. Finally they got close enough to see:
The tunnel opened up into a large cave, that was illuminated by a few red oil lamps. In the center of the chamber, on the ground rested an unconscious female Draenei. Judging by the torn scraps of armor that still covered her naked body, she had been a caravan guard. Growing from her crotch however was a thick, monstrous black cock, that looked completely unnatural and was freakishly huge for her limp, lifeless shape.
Bouncing on that fat Fuckpole, with her back to the entrance of the cave, was a busty, pale Succubus. She used her wings to lift herself off the thick Bitchtamer - which caused the Swooshing-Sound - only to have her fat ass slam down on the unconscious shemale's groin - with the loud, meaty slap. Obviously she had spent the last hours draining the woman of her life energy by first growing a cock on her and then riding her into the Abyss.

Tara didn't know! She wasn't one of those fancy shmancy mages. Arcane was confusing and hard.. Seeing the light appear, she continued on, hands on her hammer hilts, slowly moving forward and incredibly wary. However..no amount of preparation could prepare her for the sight she was about to see. The noises were first however..

Fwoosh! Smack! Fwoosh! Smack!

"Do..do you hear that?" Tara asked really quietly, looking back to Azzra. With..slight hesitation she moved forward, the sounds getting faster and louder until they reached the final room. Tara's eyes widened as she froze at the sight, the succubus riding the nearly dead draenei woman! Tara's..well, if draenei had pupils, her's would be dilated as she calls upon the elements and throws down several totems, all of which only empowered the draenei further as she charged. "Unhand our Sister you demonic filth!" She cried, muscles tense and the small seed of fear planted~ Attempting her best to swing her hammers with almost unnatural speed, the small orbs around her hammers allowing them to feel light as air..at least..until they hit something. Then it would feel like a hammer to the skull.

Right as that enchanted hammer should have splattered the Succubus' brains across the stone, the powerful weapon rushed right through her body, which turned out to have been an illusion all along. The true demoness had been warned by Azzra's spell and now stepped out of her invisibility spell next to Azzra. The mage was way too focused on what Tara was doing to react to the malevolent presence. Surprisingly the busty, raven-haired woman merely leaned forwards, puckering her plump, pitch-black lips to plant a loud and audibly wet kiss on the Draenei's slim swan-neck. Azzra flinched in terror as the burning lips of the demoness touched her skin and blasted her with a full load of twisted Fel-Energy. "Aahh...", she gasped, helplessly clutching her neck with both hands as the vile, green power rushed through her flesh, tainting her body and filling her muscles with fire. Of course a single Succubus could not hope to muster enough Fel to corrupt a pure Draenei like Azzra in a single blast, but It could very well be enough to start a downwards spiral, if it went untreated.

Eager to escape Tara, in case the shaman got her act together all too quickly, the fat-titted Succbus turned around to clip-clop away through the passage, using her wings for supporting flaps to build more speed in the limited space of the narrow passage. "Have fun, you two! This one is all drained out anyway!", chimed the lusty Female, as she vanished into the darkness.

Tara blinked as the hammer swung right..through the succubus image, the flickering illusion quickly obvious now as her eyes widened, looking around before spotting the demon pulling away from Azzra, quickly sprinting off and out the cave, leaving Tara with the fel-charged Azzra and a futanized unconscious draenei. Rushing over to Azzra as she looked insanely worried. "T-the..she got away. Fucking..gh. Are you alright?" She asked, her hammers at her sides now as Tara's small hands gently grasped Azzra's shoulders. "I should've realized..I..Naaru, I'm so sorry. You aren't hurt are you..?" She asked, looking at Azzra's hidden neck as she tried to pull Azzra's hands away softly. "I..may not know much of healing but..water elementals have always been the nurturing sort..come. Let's..I'll carry our poor Sister here out..you just focus on being able to walk, alright?" She asked, looking incredibly guilty now for falling for a rather intricate little trap. Though to Tara it was so obvious and she must've just been a blind moron to fall into it..beating herself up essentially.

As Azzra pulled her hands away, they revealed a pulsing, dark-purple kiss mark on her skin, that almost looked like it had been burned there with a glowing-hot iron. Shaking her head Azzra tried to fight off the demonic taint that was already filling her head with lewd images and her limbs with an unnatural power. "I... I will be fine, she just got me with some kind of confusion spell...", groaned the mage as she leaned against the dry stone wall of the cave.

The unconscious Draenei barely seemed to be alive, save of that rock-hard demon cock that throbbed and bobbed on her lap vigorously as it oozed thick globs of tar-like, green Fel-Cum. The vile Ball Sludge, that was literally draining the life force out of it's host, was too thick to drip down to the ground, so instead it oozed across the nooks and crannies of the veiny shaft, coating it's black flesh in a glossy, green shine. The stench of that virile Nut Butter was almost eye-watering, but if Tara wanted to attempt to save that woman, then she would have to get in really close to carry her out of the cave.

Tara nodded to Azzra, stopping for a moment. "Ah..do you need help moving..? Here. Let's at least get you near the entrance to the cave and I'll come back for our sister." She said with a nod, helping Azzra back up and glancing over the burning lip-stick mark. Helping her to the entrance of the fissure, still somewhat inside as to not leave her in the open of course before going back to the newly discovered draenei gir..girl..yes, girl. Kneeling down to the other girl, Tara gagged as that thick gunk assaulted her nose, coughing some and rubbing her eyes a bit. "B-by the Naaru..we..we need to get you t-to a priest.." She mumbled, her arms going to lift her up bridal style, one arm under knees the other under her back. Which..much to her dismay, left that huge dick practically under her nose, trying her best to ignore it as she walked through the area back to Azzra. By the time she was there, her cheeks burned with blush and she couldn't help but feel a trickling wetness within her underclothing, soaking her panties but thankfully not showing in her leather armor. "L..l-let's get back to the Aldor..I'm certain they need to see to this..and your neck.."

Leaning against the Cliffside Azzra panted heavily, her pale skin covered with a glistening shine of sweat. The sun had already vanished behind the western mountains of Nagrand, since they had spent a lot more time underground than they had initially anticipated. Shaking her head the feverish mage cooed: "Gnh... I feel bad... I don't think I am going to make it back... not before tomorrow.", stammered Azzra, her head rolling from one side to the other. Truth be told, she didn't feel weak exactly, the opposite really. She felt as if her whole body was filled with fire, with surplus energy, that longed for release. She felt ready to rip trees out of the ground and flatten mountains... and that scared her, since she knew that these thoughts and feelings of Power-High were a sign of a serious Fel-Poisoning... in some people... Warlocks and Cultists, usually. It disturbed Azzra that she showed this particular reaction, the reaction of someone who willingly dabbled in the filthy Powers... and she wasn't going to share that with Tara. "We... we should stay here for tonight... Maybe you could make a fire with the wreckage from the caravan?", hissed Azzra, as she slid down the rock to sit on the ground, right next to the unconscious Draenei. Still that shemale was shivering and twitching in her coma, the only living thing seemed to be that throbbing, drooling cock, the source of that rank, vile Corruption.

The night was upon them already as Tara sighed, setting the unconscious draenei down nearby and moving back to Azzra. Looking a little drained herself due to the size of the Sister and how tiny she is in comparison. "I..alright. Try and get some rest..I'll go grab some of the unburnt wood.." She says before quickly running off to the caravan! Eyes peeled as her hammers were in hand..until of course when she had to grab the wood itself. Naturally. Thoughts of the demonic presence so close to the borders frightening Tara as a bit of guilt hit her as well for falling for the trap. Almost seeming to space out some before grabbing the dry wood and heading back to the small site with Azzra and the unconscious girl. Eyeing over the futa-nized girl some before trying to find some form of covering for the poor woman, if anything just to hide that giant reeking dick. After dealing with her, she'd set the wood down and look to Azzra. "You..you think you could light this, Azzra?" She asks, sitting next to Azzra in the slowly darkening canyons.

Azzra stared at the dried wood with a dizzy gaze, before she slowly lifted her index finger. Instead of just a gentle spark, a roaring green flame surged out of the wood and within a moment's notice the pile was ablaze as a merry campfire. The spell left behind a strong smell of sulphur, but the flames quickly lost their green color. "Mhm... shit... I have been seriously tainted.", murmured Azzra, as she rubbed the pulsing, throbbing kiss mark on her neck. Just touching it made her pussy twitch with need and arousal, while her limbs tensed with surplus energy. "What about her? Is she going to be alright? You are a shaman, right? You should be able to use some sort of healing magic on that... that... thing of hers? It is probably just some demon curse... have your tried removing it yet? I am afraid she might not make it through the night.", murmured Azzra, the gaze of her glowing, blue eyes fixed on the unconscious woman. Her fat demon cock was already pitching quite the tent in the stained, charred Blanket, that Tara had tossed over her body as a makeshift-cover. Azzra's gaze turned back to the Shaman-Shortstack and she felt her Blood roaring with a perverse mixture of lust, anger and hatred - The Fel-Infection seemed to grow worse, since now when she looked at Tara, she could not help but to wonder how much fun it would be to pound that puny, weak women into Submission. Shaking her head Azzra stared back at the unconscious Draenei and tried to banish the wicked thoughts.

Tara wiped some sweat from her brow, watching Azzra some before her eyes widened, jumping back in her seat as the huge roaring green blast of fire sprays out her finger tip, tensed up. "S-shit! C-could've just..made a few sparks or something.." She muttered, her own energy replaced with adrenaline now as her heart pumps fast. Deciding to slip from her warm leather armor, the night falling but it was still incredibly warm, sweat still dripping from the woman as the huge fire didn't help. Having on a simple loose white shirt that was practically drenched in her sweat along with some black pants. All of which were made of a soft fabric as to prevent chafing on her skin. Tara grimaced a bit but nodded, Azzra not quite understanding how Tara heals.. Never able to do the whole ranged healing thing..she's always had to have a more hands-on approach. "Y..y-yeah..let me.." Pulling the blanket off the girl, that giant throbbing dick staring back at her. Letting out a small whine as her hands glowing an emerald green hue as she grasped that hot dribbling dick, eyes shut and trying to pretend it wasn't a cock as she muttered a small incantation. The glow grew in intensity as her hand slowly traveled from the head to the base, blasting the entire thing full of natural healing magic. Unable to feel the near piercing gaze of Azzra's fel-infused lust as the way she was crouched down, those black pants outlined her every soft curve of her ass, tail poking out from a small hole near the top.

"Here, let me help...", groaned Azzra as she pushed herself off the rock to stumble towards Tara and the nameless, unconscious Draenei. Even though Mages weren't know for their healing skills, Azzra kneeled next to Tara and pressed her hands against those of the Shaman, in order to slowly rub and guide them across that veiny, fat cock. With a sigh of relief, Azzra unleashed some of the surplus energy, that roared through her flesh, directly into the strange demon cock. The twisted appendage responded gladly, since now it had found a new host! With a messy *splotsh* the fat, black cock collapsed into a heap of green goo, just as the unconscious Draenei rattled her last breath. All that twisted, tainted Fel-Energy, that had been stored inside the unholy cock, rushed for the hands of those two female Draenei, eager to claim and taint their body with a nice, big load of Corruption. It wasn't an extreme amount, since it got evenly shared between Azzra and Tara, but ultimately it would be enough to cause Tara the first symptoms of Fel-Addiction, as well as pushing Azzra into the first stage of physical Corruption. Already Azzra flinched as she felt her pussy burn with a strong, brutal itch, as if her insides were being pulled out of her cunt.

Tara winced some as that throbbing meat just pulsed in her hands, trying her best to push as much healing magic into that fat dick. Wasn't quite enough though..but Azzra's hands pressing her own even harder against the meat only made Tara squirm some before the thick splash of goo splattering across the draenei woman's crotch. Jolting as -something- coursed through her form, falling back and curling up some in pain as the sudden corruption slammed home in her brain, hitting harder than that little corrupting kiss the succubus gave Azzra. Coughing and groaning as she slowly recovers, opening her eyes to a blurred vision, unknown to her but they glowed an emerald green instead of the usual light blue. "W..w-what..what happened..?" She asked, her veins pulsing and body soon adjusting to the fel as a deep blush came to her cheeks, her panties practically soaked within those pants, thankfully the black fabric didn't show any stains as she sat back up, holding her head some. "G-ghh..my head..are you okay Azzra?" She asked, rubbing the blur from her eyes to look to her partner. The only real difference for Tara being the green eyes and slightly paler skin. Physical difference, anyway.

Azzra breathed hard and fast as she pressed her hands against her stomach to stand that gut-wrecking pain. Despite the obvious humiliation she hiked her robes upwards, to reveal her throbbing, pain-infused crotch, that was covered by her plain panties. With a messy *splotsh* the female Draenei's pussy exploded in a show of green Fel-goo, as the same thick, pitch-black demon cock sprouted from her groin, obliterating her womanhood in favour of that fat Wombwrecker and a throbbing pair of balls. A shiver our arousal and Terror ran down Azzra's spine as she stared at that monstrous Fuckpole, that was at least as long and thick as her lower arm. Those throbbing, aching balls each had the size of a man's fist and were already brimming with thick Nut Batter. "Uh... No...", gasped Azzra. "I... I think I am not okay. I caught that... thing!", stammered the mage, even though she could already feel the roaring rage of the Fel within her chest, which demanded release, demanded that she'd go on to crush and dominate... Something... just to release all that burning, surplus power within her veins. Already the thick, black cock sensed her excitement and began to throb with blood and stiffness, as thick globs of filthy green precum oozed out of the broad mushroom head.

Tara at first looked incredibly concerned, fighting over her own aches and urges to try and tend to Azzra. "A-azzra! Y-you..w..--....." She went quiet as that messy splorsh of liquids came before Azzra's panties ripped open with the giant throbbing dick and two huge nuts. "I-I..u-uh.. d..d-do what you did on her's again!" She stammered, afraid and unsure of how to continue. The more her emerald eyes stared at the cock..the more she wanted to service it. The green goopy pre drizzling out made a strong pang of need hit deep inside Tara. She looked away in embarrassment as both the smell of her own fel-induced arousal and that nasty musky dick hit their noses. Shivering and gagging at the stench as she tried to scoot back a bit. "W-whatever you did on h-hers..do it on..that thing again." She repeated, feeling meek and small again. Azzra may only be taller but Tara's been cut from the elements due to her fel corruption for the time being.

Azzra's pale thighs shivered with arousal and fear as that thick, black Cuntwrecker throbbed and spasmed with pure, corrupted need. The newly-born shemale shook her head, to empty it of those vile, disgusting thoughts that rushed inside her mind, each time Tara opened her mouth. Stuff her Face and make her drool and choke around your Cock. Slowly Azzra pressed her shaking, pale hands against the slick, veiny cock, to unleash another wave of magic, just like she had done before... Only this time, her magic was already far too tainted with Fel... So instead of weakening the grasp of the Spell, the additional magic served only to empower it. With monstrous wave of throbbing cramps, the thick, black cock grew even larger and thicker, it's fist-sized head bulging with a crown of thick, womb-gaping nubs. With a messy *splotsh* a thick wave of fel-green cum squirted out of the broad tip, splattering Tara's face with a stinking, creamy coating of rancid Fel-Jizz. Rumbling with productivity, Azzra's fist-sized balls surged with the same unholy growth and began to expand inside their leathery sack, growing bigger, heavier and plumper with each passing moment.

Tara seemed more than just a bit distraught as well with the fel coursing through her system, burning her insides and making her tense up with every breath. Sweat dripping from her form now as her pants and shirt were drenched in it, hands covered in dirt from rubbing the gross fel-goo onto the ground. Little did she know, the major problem going through her was that it was slowly beginning to hit her mind as well, digging up horrible memories and showing how weak and powerless she 'really was'. Her stomach twisted and she nearly vomited then and there, mouth open and panting some before that huge cock grew even larger, bulging out and growing those nobs along the shaft as it spurts out a thick rancid load of pre jizz right onto Tara's face. Practically in shock as the jizz slipped into her mouth some, gulping it down unthinkingly as it burned her throat and stomach even more with need. Doubled over coughing and gagging, Tara's lean and fit form seemed to get just a bit..softer looking. Those plump curves looking curvier and that shirt of hers looking mighty tight... Almost..like she was begging to just be held down and raped, even if she screamed not to..

Azzra was still squirming and struggling with her twisted thoughts, even as that raging, twisted erection between her legs seemed to take more control of her mind with each pulsing, throbbing heartbeat. But for now she was not nearly corrupted enough to fall completely. But it was still enough to affect how she thought: "Uhh... Maybe we need to... You know... Get it off to get it off?", stammered Azzra, her pale cheeks blushing furiously with shame and arousal. Obviously she did not like to suggest something like that, but right now spewing thick loads of virile cum was all that her body craved, so her mind lunged for any straw to make that happen without turning into a twisted Rapist, like the Voice inside her head suggested. Grab that curvy Shortstack and make her bounce on your fat Cock. She'll be yours, once you show her who is in charge. Without really waiting for Tara's consent, Azzra reached out to grab one of the curvy Draenei's wrists and guide it towards the slick, cum-coated head of her virile, thick Bitchtamer. Already the throbbing member surged with need, seemingly begging for Tara's touch. The stench of that virile Ball Snot was eye-watering and clung to the clothes of the two women. It would stay there for months, even if the two of them somehow managed to prevent their fall after this night.

Tara heaved just a little, keeping her lunch down however as she quickly forced herself to wipe the thick goo off her face, flicking it to the ground as she gulped nervously at the recommendation. "W..w-well you can..do that y-yourself--a-aah!" She began to say, her wrist grabbed as mentally she had been fighting the urge to just begin sucking the cock of her greater. Fingers gripping that delicious and succulent dick, whimpering softly and looking aside as she began to jerk off Azzra without needing to be told twice, like a good whore should. Her vision blurry from the eye-watering stench as tears went down her cheeks, only able to breathe and taste fel while jerking off that bumpy cock. Her fat tits are just hanging there, bouncing with every jerk on your dick.. Squeeze them. Pinch her nipples, pierce them and milk her fat tits like the slut cow she so obviously wants to be!

Azzra gasped with feral need as she reached out to pinch Tara's big nipples through the fabric of her clothes, by pressing them between her knuckles. Rolling her wrists, Azzra turned and twisted those puffy teats mercilessly, even while Tara already did her best to please that thick, corrupted Beast of a cock. "Gnh... Fuck...", gasped the shy, nerdy Draenei, and was instantly surprised by her suddenly foul mouth. Her sleek, purple tongue rolled out of her mouth with greed as Azzra panted and moaned, her cock throbbing underneath Tara's hands. And now make her Suck! That is all her Mouth is good for anyway! Shivering Azzra gave in to the voice... somewhat... and reached out for one of Tara's horns to drag her pretty face closer towards that throbbing, oozing Bitchtamer. "Y... You want more too... don't you? You are good for... Sucking!"

Tara tensed up and whimpered out as her hard nipple was pinched and twisted, thighs quivering some as she let go of that huge meat, shaking her head some and letting out a small whine. "A-azzra..n-nnh! L-let g..g-go.." She said, pulling back only to have her nipple pulled on even harder. Leaving that cock throbbing and drooling out thick pre-jizz as Tara tried to fight it. She did her best..but Azzra gripped her horn and pulled her weak body forward, lips forced against the shaft of that drooling dick. "M-mmh! N-no! Azzra!" She cried, her eyes burning and brain melting as she tried pulling back, her body forcibly relaxing as that musk was almost like a tranquilizer, preparing her for a proper brutal loveless mating. <3 Something she should be fucking thankful for since that's all she's good for anyway~ We know you can smell it. You smell her arousal..who cares what she says? Her mouth is only good when around your dick and her body is useless when it isn't full of your child! Fuck her throat and womb, she'll thank you for it later..even if she doesn't realize it~!

Azzra groaned helplessly as Tara's lips touched the slimy, nub-covered head of her twisted Demon Cock. This felt... right... so obscenely right. Of course it does. Fat-titted Slut Cows like her are made to have their faces fucked and their wombs filled. Her chest heaved in the wake of her exhausted breaths as Azzra grabbed Tara's second horn and pulled her face even harder, to slowly wedge that corrupted Slutstuffer deeper into her mouth. Thick squirts of messy green precum shot out of the vile Demon Cock and tainted Tara's mind and body further. A strange burning sensation, almost like the effect of too much alcohol, rushed through whatever tissue the tainted cum touched, to fill Tara's body with a growing, alien heat. For now there was not yet enough Corruption for the big physical changes, but already Tara's mind was assaulted by images of herself, glorious pregnant, bouncing up and down on that fat, virile Godcock, while her heavily muscles, superior Eredar-Mistress squeezed her milk-filled udders with her gargantuan claws.

Tara was unable to pull her head back, tears running down her cheeks as her lips were forced against the flared tip of Azzra's dick. Feeling that second hand wrap around her horn, she tried to look up to Azzra, near sobbing as she still had the mental wherewithal to not give in. Meditation and shamanism did come in handy..or..well, not this time anyway as that just meant helplessly struggling while Azzra face fucks her. "A-azzra please sto--g-glllk!" That giant bitch-breaker shoving it's way down her throat slowly, choked gags and whines leaving her throat as those nubs bulged out her neck obscenely. Forced to gulp down the corruption, eyes shut tight as images of herself incredibly pregnant--Perfection-- and riding on a giant muscled Eredar's huge dick--Purpose-- ran through her mind. Unable to pull back as she just sobbed and choked on Azzra's dick, trying to shake her head and say she was not that..but the only thing that'd go through was reluctant, excited, acceptance that she wouldn't be able to get away, some thick ballsnot spurting out of her nose. Eyes shining with tears as the Fuckable shortstack was choking on your dick like she should. If she doesn't thank you afterward, break a rib or two. After all, she won't be needing to move anyway once she's filled with all your spawn~

Azzra let out a savage, throaty moan, that sounded a lot deeper and a lot more powerful than her usual high-pitch voice. That moan rumbled all the way through her lean body, through that fat, black Throatplug and into Tara's body. She was pleasing the Shemale. "M... More... I want more! Y... You want more too, right?", gasped Azzra, as she tightened her fists around Tara's horns and forced the busty Shaman down her fat Godcock, pushing all the strength of her thin arms into it. Even though the mage was not a physical powerhouse - yet - that unholy, throbbing energy, that surged through her limbs greatly empowered her. With jaw-crunshing Force Azzra pushed Tara'S face down, feeding the busty Draenei inch after inch of virile Demon Fuckpole, along with the mess, green precum, that bubbled out of the bulbous head. Only as Tara's nose finally bumped against Azzra's black, corrupted crotch, did the mage ease her pressure somewhat. But even with that entire monstrous Fuckpole hilted inside Tara's throat, Azzra did not release her horns again. Instead, she kept herself hilted balls-deep inside the dumb Shortstack. Her entire body throbbed and spasmed with pleasure, even one of Azzra's hooves kicked uncontrollably, as the shemale experienced for the first time the pure and unaltered pleasure of total Domination. She breathed hard and fast, as she desperately tried to keep that vile, green Fuckpole from exploding inside Tara's stomach. Make her yours. Claim her. Fuck her. Collar her. Breed her. Mate her. Destory her. Remake her.

Tara tensed up as those fists gripped her horns tighter, pulling her much much further down, neck bulging out obscenely as she was forced to deepthroat that massive Throat-Wrecker. Choking and flailing weakly as tears ran down her cheeks, gagging and struggling against Azzra futilely. Her chin resting on those giant balls of her's soon, acting more like a cocksleeve than a mate at the moment as her body squeezed on that huge meat with every twitch and choke. Her air slowly running out as thick globs of green pre spurted out her burning nose, eyes starting to roll up into her skull, being choked out on Azzra's cock, looking absolutely pitiful and pathetic as her weak fists thumped against Azzra's thighs uselessly. Her mind in all places at once as Tara wasn't sure how to feel. The commanding voice in her head yelling at her to obey and pleasure along with her normal mind screaming at her to get air and escape, she just felt like a scared child again and could do nothing as Azzra had her way with Tara's once virgin throat.

Azzra's frantic breath rattled and she almost threatened to stop breathing all together, as cramped up and tense were her legs and crotch, in her desperate struggle to delay her messy orgasm. But ultimately it was futile. Those heavy, black Balls throbbed with slow, monstrous power, as they began to pump thick waves of that tar-like Wombglue through the massive Cumvein, past Tara's overstretched lips, directly into her stomach. The Burning, corruptive green Ball Sludge exploded inside Tara's stomach and flooded her body with another load of delicious Corruption. This fresh infusion of Taint made the voice inside Tara's head even louder: Mhmmm! Soooo much yummy cummy! You are a good girl! Good Girls swallow their yummy cummy! At the same time Azzra's mind went blank with pleasure and thus her grip around Tara's horns slipped, releasing the shaman from her grasp. The thundering, rumbling voice inside Azzra's head was louder now too: Feed her your Ball Sludge! Taint her more and she'll beg you for it.

Tara couldn't even breathe so that was covered, eyes rolled up into her skull as her body convulsed and shook some, just as those thick hot splashes of the sticky gunk poured into Tara's belly, the voice drowning out all thought before everything...was just dark. Only a moment of clear-headedness before everything disappeared. Tara was completely limp on Azzra's cock, passing out finally as her body was raped full of the corruption, her mind tainted with the heavy seed of corruption..her bimbo tendencies shall definitely surface whenever Azzra whips out that huge dick, making the usually laughing light-hearted shaman into a total and utter gutterslut. As Azzra let go of Tara's head, her body slumped and was still practically spit-roasted on Azzra's huge meat. If she didn't pull her off, Tara might very well just choke to death on dick! A fitting end for every broodmother to be that you meet, of course.

As the high of her pleasure was gone, Azzra was struck by the full Horror of what she had done. Even though the Mage paled visibly with disgust at her own actions, SOMETHING had now taken roots deep inside of her. Despite that monstrous orgasm she had just dumped inside Tara's limp, busty body, Azzra's fat black demon cock did not seem to go away anytime soon. For now she was going to be stuck with it, as it seemed, and with those fat, cum-producing balls, that would demand their toll eventually. They demand to be served. To be worshipped. Shivering with disgust, Azzra pulled Tara's face off her slick cock, dragging thick, gooey ropes of green jizz out of her overstuffed throat. Confused and frightened, Azzra reached for a nearby rag, which would later turn out to be Tara's coat, to wipe the surplus Fuckbatter off her massive prick... somehow... Shivering Azzra then dragged her loose, white robe back across that filthy cock, hoping to cover it up that way. Blinking away some tears, Azzra finally got around to care about Tara and started to shake the Shaman's shoulders. "A.... Are you alright? I... I am so sorry. I don't know what I did that." You know. Because she is a fat-titted cow, meant to serve. To breed.

Tara was completely out cold while Azzra slowly realized what she had done, eyes closed and unfocused as her body was completely still, her mind screaming at nothing for air before Azzra finally pulled Tara's face off that giant bitch-breaker of hers. Near instantly Tara coughed and tensed up before vomiting up the huge gunky loads of cum that was forced down her belly, spewing it in a puddle around her as she gasped weakly in between heaves, this rather horrifying little cycle continuing until her stomach was cleared mostly, though her mind was not while she coughed and panted wildly to get air in her system again. A tiny hoarse groan leaving the shaman as she took short fast breaths, nearly having just suffocated completely on that massive dick! Due to the massive amount of corruption in Tara's system that was so...suddenly introduced, Tara was just out cold while the fel made sure it had quite the hold on a bit of her mind, ready to strike and kill off her thoughts when given the chance. Her eyes opened slowly as she was shook, her eyes now a brilliantly shining emerald, cum drooling out of her mouth as she squirmed and tried pushing away from Azzra with the strength of someone moving to scratch themselves while asleep. It was clear she was also in a mixture of the barely awake daze and fatigue. Though..since a lot more fel was shoved into Tara, the magical properties were absorbed even if the cum was vomited back up. Her body changing some right before Azzra's eyes.

Due to Tara being unconscious or nearly there, she wouldn't notice how her muscles would fade away, leaving behind a soft small squish to all of her body except for her breasts and ass. Her tits grew out even larger and her nipples swelled up and thickened some as well, her ass plumping up even more and her hips widening to something more suited for an animal meant for breeding than a normal person. Her skin paled some and her lips plumped up a bit as well, turning more into the cockpillows that the voice within Azzra's mind would enjoy. Though not quite to that level -yet-. That's the end of the transformations so far as she just coughed and fell limp in Azzra's hands again.

As Azzra witnessed that unholy, wrong transformation The glorious Power of a fat, fel-tainted Cock, when used to train a worthless Jizzdump the pale mage quickly started to cry and warm tears rolled down her pale cheeks, as her chest heaved with sad sobs. She really only had wanted to help, but now it seemed to her that she never should have left her library! You could bend the slutty Shortstack over one of the tables there and spank her with a Book. But the more she watched Tara's body mold and change, the more that terrifying feeling of Power and of Lust for more Power, grew inside her chest and filled her veins with liquid fire. All her life Azzra had lived in Fear of the demon Worshippers and she had never understood what made them commit such atrocities. Now she knew. That searing hot fire, that rolled through her blood and made her feel as if she could tear down the sky and breath flames. It was that Feeling that the Wicked had betrayed their Beloved for and it was that Feeling that had turned whole Worlds over to the searing green shadow of the Burning Legion.
Slowly Azzra managed to calm herself down. Maybe things weren't so bad yet. After all, she had only fucked Tara once! And despite the eyes, the other Draenei seemed to be well. At least she was alive, right? Alive to serve. If she managed to keep herself together, that strange Cock-Curse might just grow weaker by itself and nobody would have cause to imprison or torture the two of them! Hell, maybe Tara even forgot about their little Escapade, once she came off that High the Fel had granted her. If that was the case, then Azzra surely would not remind her and the two of them would be able to just walk their separate ways. She is going to crawl. Shivering the newly born shemale rolled over in a knot and tried to sleep, even though the occasional sob still shook her and the dreams she drifted off to were filled with green fire and throbbing, carnal Perversions.

Tara cried out loudly, her ass split open by a giant demonic cock, tears streaming down her cheeks as those heavy balls slapped her slutty cunt. Her body was fat with child and her ass and tits were huge and looking more like a porn-star's fantasy than a real woman. Squirming some as black arms held her down and violently raped her ass, an unknown assailant biting at her neck as she was fucked, unable to escape as words that weren't her own still slipped from her own mouth.. "L-like, harder! More! My baby hole is too preggers, please use my ass!" Her mind weary and in a hazed state, her lips swollen up to perfect thick cock-pillows, the best for kissing and sucking dick! As the rapist behind her cackled in a deep booming voice, something sounded off! Tensing up hard as the demon behind her finally came gallons upon gallons of cum, Tara got a small look back at her rapMaster.. Azzra's face stared back.

Tara lurched forward, eyes wide and sweat dripping off her body as she looked around wildly, panting and shaking some. Looking down to see her sweat-stained clothes and the sun rising in the distance. Her body trembling in fear and trying her best to calm down. It was just a dream..it was just a dream... She thought to herself, bringing a hand up and wiping off the sweat. "Gh..I need a shower.." She mumbled to herself, way too terrified to fall back asleep, small dark circles under her eyes indicating a lack of any real sleep, Azzra would've seen her tossing and turning through the night before she slept. Tara got up and sat near the edge of the cliff, looking down into the canyon before up at the rising sun. Needing something to take her mind off things..

Azzra didn't seem to have any trouble sleeping what so ever and took her sweet time. Only after the sun had risen high enough for it's rays to touch the sleeping Draenei's face did she actually wake up. Blinking in confusion, the shemale's first glance was to where Tara had been lying. As she found the shaman awake, Azzra looked surprised and said: "Uuh.... M... Morning. A... are you alright?", trying to gloss over her insecurity, Azzra got off her rear and started to brush across her robe, as if she attempted to straighten out her clothes for the day. In truth she was making sure that nasty demon cock was not visible through the flowing cloth of her mage's robes. They might have been horribly impractical for anything physical, but the heavy cloth veiled that savage Fuckpole efficiently and the thick tissue as enough to soak up that stinking precum without showing stains of moisture on the outside. The insides of Azzra's robe however were quite different... already the shemale could feel the sticky skink of her sweaty cock throbbing against the slick cloth, that was no doubt plastered with reeking Fel-Jizz. The also could not ward off the scent completely, which now surrounded Azzra like a faint aura.
Casually Azzra turned towards the corpse of the dead Draenei, which they had taken from the cave. "S... should we just leave this here and send others from Shattrath? I mean... we were only supposed to scout... and if we carry it back, we are a lot more vulnerable."

Tara looked rather horrible, dark circles under her eyes and seeming quite tired even though she should've been able to sleep all night! Odd. Shaking her head some as she looked back to Azzra with a small smile. "U-uh..yeah.." She mumbled, her stomach lurching some at..at the sight of Azzra? Possibly a mix from all the cum down her oddly sore throat and the dream. "Just..maybe sick or something..yeah. Sore throat. Might've caught it from the damn demon." She said, her voice a little raspier than usual. Looking over to the dead sister, she gave a small sigh and stood up on slightly shaky legs. "Mmh..she doesn't deserve something like this. But..you're right. We should alert Aldor and hopefully they'll send someone to give proper rites to the poor girl. Let's..head back." She mumbled, hefting up her hammers and noticing that they were..much heavier than normal. Passing it off as the sleep deprivation but in reality her muscles had severely weakened. Almost off balance as her ass strained against her pants and her shirt was nearly ripped from how much bigger her tits got! Looking around some and unable to find her cum-soaked chest-piece, she just shook her head and rubbed her face. "If..we hurry, we won't need the armor I guess." She muttered, nodding to herself. "Let's hurry." She said over to Azzra, starting on the path back to Shattrath, the small scents hitting Tara's nose only made her mentally squirm as she felt pangs of need hit her..but of what?

Azzra followed Tara and had severe trouble to hide her surprise. Apparently the Shaman's mind was in severe denial about what had happened to her and she seemed to have forgotten all about it, but at the same time was not the least bit bothered by the consequences of their nightly adventure. If she wakes up pregnant with your Spawn, she'll remember. Even the fact that she barely fit into her old gear anymore did not seem to bother Tara. Azzra let out a sigh of relief as she realized that she was not going to be executed as a demon summoner today, since Tara couldn't possibly tell on her, since she did not remember. Now Azzra only had to find a way to get rid of this twisted spell, that had forced her to do all these horrible, obscene, delightfully perverse, glorious, fitting things to poor Tara! Shaking her head the mage tried to get rid of that pesky, cruel voice that echoed through her head, but the harder she tried, the more shocked she was when that low-pitched rumbling returned. At least for now that twisted, burning Fel-Fire inside her veins remained silent and she did not feel the need to ravage Tara yet.

The journey back was rather uneventful so when the two Draenei arrived back at the Aldor Rise, Azzra immediately informed their superior Officer about the results of their Scouting Mission and told Tara to head to sleep. Azzra would take care of filing all the necessary reports, so that the busty Shortstack could get another try at sleep and solitude.

Tara had mostly been silent as they walked, lost in deep thought and looking rather pensive. It..it felt so real. Or..most of it did. It was just a dream though..at least..no, it had to be..Azzra back there wouldn't harm a fly let alone do those..atrocious things. Her breasts bounced and jiggled within the tighter top, the usually loose outfit tight and form-fitting on the poor shaman. Like..fuck, my tits are so, like, huge! Blinking to herself, she didn't stop walking. Wait..why..why did I even..I need sleep..and a fat dick to suck on. The poor girl assumed it was due to sleep deprivation Like..what does that even mean.. that she was thinking such..bizarre thoughts. Not in the least suspecting Azzra of any foul deeds~

When they finally got back to Aldor Rise, Tara looked half dead, somewhat slouched over against a wall while Azzra did most of the reporting. Nodding to Azzra's suggestion, she stood back up and went off to the small tavern-like area that I'm totally not just making up on the spot. Paying for a small room before barely even closing the door and falling onto the bed, not even remembering to lock the door behind her before falling asleep. Her pants, due to being smaller now essentially, made her ass stick out and even were pulled down some by her bending over before flopping to the bed. She lied there, ass up and nearly half of that thick fat ass revealed and open~ At least this time her dreams weren't plagued by fel corruption! Just simple nice things.. things she's wanted to do for a while anyway. Like shopping, getting her nails done, maybe if she was lucky, find a nice huge cock to shove into her cunt..--And then she was out like a light, asleep.

During the same night, Azzra slaved over those reports. At least she tried to. The first few hours, things were going fine, but the more she tried to focus on what had happened during the last night, the more that pesky Voice inside her head began to bother her. Using black ink, Azzra wrote down: "... Upon discovery of the corpse we dediced to... fuck and breed like horny animals." With a muffled yelp Azzra realized what she had written down and immediately she tossed the papers aside. Now she had to write the whole page again! The crumbled up paper joined it's fallen brethren on the ground, which was already littered with similarly messed up report sheets. Between her pale thighs, that monstrous cock was already throbbing like crazy again, inside the belt, which she had used to strap that thing to her leg, and her heavy, black balls ached and itched with their thick, corrupted load. For several minutes now, Azzra had been sweating, even though it wasn't hot in her study. It was just no use. She had to get off somehow.

Without even considering masturbation for some reason, Azzra immediately left her place and headed for the Tavern, which she knew Tara would use. After all, the Aldor Rise wasn't huge and since she knew that the shaman did not have permanent quarters, where else would she be? A brief tip to the tired and bored Innkeep later, Azzra stood inside Tara's room, utterly surprised by the unlocked door. She is asking for it. Shivering with arousal, Azzra closed the door behind her and immediately pulled her heavy, purple robe over her head to reveal that thick, unholy Fuckpole and release a heavy wave of backed-up musk, which crawled through the small tavern room like a sentient being, fishing and probing for Tara's puny mind.

Tara was still out cold, deep asleep as her tight pants had slid down most of the way, exposing her fat ass to the air as her shirt was still on at least. It was a rather warm day so the covers were off and Azzra got another nice look at her nude form. With how hard she had crashed, her dreams were just a mishmash of insanity that most people's dreams are. The kind you barely really remember. As Azzra took her robe off, the heavy corrupting musk billowed out from where it was trapped, flowing over the room like a disgustingly thick blanket. Tara's breathing picked up just a bit, squirming and blushing some, eyes still closed..but Azzra could sense she was not herself again. She was that stupid bimbo that choked on her cock and now the fertile scent of this mare hit Azzra's nose and she just had a feeling Tara wouldn't be remembering a thing after this..Or walking.

Shivering with arousal, Azzra walked over towards the bed, luring by that scent, which she did not know how to read... It means that she is fertile. Begging to be bred. She wants to carry your Spawn. Shaking her head Azzra tried to subdue the voice, but somehow all she saw as Tara, gloriously bloated with a litter of Azzra's young, burring her ditzy face inside her supreme Mistress' fat ballsack, slurping and slobbering away at her beloved Cum Tanks. Yet despite how much that fantasy aroused Azzra, she could not bring herself to wedging that fat, black head of her thick, nub-covered demon cock against Tara's fertile snatch. Instead she grabbed a hold of the sheman's curvy, soft hips and drove that throbbing, black meatspear right into Tara's Pucker, spearing the busty Shortstack's bubbly ass around her thick, virile cock. The very instant that snug, warm meat closed in around Azzra's fat cocktip, a thick surge of corrupted, green precum surged forth from her fat prick, splattering the Shaman's insides with a burning wave of sweet Corruption. Unable and unwilling to stop, Azzra pushed forwards to plow deeper inside Tara's ass, surprised at how much strength suddenly surged through her slim mage-body.

Tara was completely relaxed, tiny snores leaving the exhausted shaman, occasional tiny shifts as she slept but otherwise at peace. Or rather, she was.. Eyes slowly opening with a small murmur as her hips were grabbed. "Wh..huh--A..g..g-gh.." The air knocked from her lungs as that gigantic fuckpole rammed into her virgin ass, splitting it wide open without any lube whatsoever. Eyes wide now as her fingers dug into the sheets and her body just tensed up with tiny breathless cries of pain. Even with the stupid bimbo, every inch of inch of the dry huge dick went in burning and painfully. Not that Azzra really cared one way or the other~ The shot of corruption barely helping as her eyes took a more..violet-y pink color as more vile fel was pumped into her. Wordlessly just trying to crawl forward, her body weak and incredibly tired, tears began to stream down her face as she gasped in air. Words escaping her as the tiny shaman was practically spit-roasted on that dick-meat.

Growling with savage pleasure, Azzra bucked her hips forwards in hard, brutish thrusts, like someone who had no idea how to fuck without utterly abusing her partner's holes... since Azzra truly didn't know any better. That raging, black demon cock was doing all her thinking now and it just demanded to be sheathed balls-deep inside Tara's fat, bubbly ass. Digging her fingernails into the soft skin of the shaman, the pale shemale leaned forwads, bending her body over Tara's soft, creamy back, as she forced inch after inch of hot, throbbing meat deeper inside those tight, warm bowels. Finally Azzra let out a sigh of relief as her fat, throbbing Cum Churners touched the curvy Shaman's pussy, smearing it with warm, musky ballsweat. "Gnh... Your ass is milking... m...my cock!", stammered Azzra, as that thick, black prick throbbed even harder, squirting a thick wave of chunky demon cum with each monstrous throb. Azzra's breasts heaved and quaked in the wake of her frantic, aroused breathing, which hit Tara's exposed neck, as the shemale kept her pinned underneath her body, like a lowly Bitch.

Tara openly sobbed as she was pinned down, her tits squished against the bed while her ass was split wide by Azzra's huge meat, tears streaming down her cheeks. Even when she's turned, this still hurt more than it pleased the bimbo slut, her eyes glowing pink now. Her resistance however, certainly stopped as her hands simply gripped the sheets tight as her ass clung to Azzra's cock tightly. "A..ss..hh...A-azz..ra..h..h-hurt.." Was all she could muster with a tiny high pitched squeal before biting down on the pillow and screaming out into it! After all, she wouldn't want anyone to -stop- this, would she? W-wo..would she? N..no..no she wouldn't. Each squirt of thick chunky goo shot into her bowels only made it easier to slam back in as those balls slapped Tara's dripping cunt, the musky nut-sweat mixing with her arousal as Tara shivered at the hot breath cascading down her neck, whimpering out like a little bitch in heat. Bimbo Tara was a much easier lay than regular Tara! Or..at least..she knew when to stop fussing and just let Azzra do as she wished. <3

The slick, wet sound of Azzra's bloated, obscenely swollen demoncock plowing through Tara's poor ass echoed through the chamber, while the shemale's lean, soft body shivered with pleasure and she bit her dark lips to supress a wanton moan of pure, primal lust. "Take her now. She needs it. She wants it.", hissed that hateful voice in her head. With her fingers trembling, Azzra reached over Tara's quivering body to grab the plump, fat-titted Draenei's horns to brutally pull her head out of the pillows and force her to arch her back against the massive, gut-wrecking penetration. Once more Azzra could not tell where the sudden surge of physical strength came from, but she could feel her arms throb with liquid fire and savage power, while her eager cock ached and trembled in Tara's overstretched asshole. With herself riding high on that wave of twisted pleasure, the words of the voice spilled out of Azzra's mouth, before she could even think about it: "You are mine now, Shortstack. Never forget that. You are mine to use and abuse whenever, however I want." Listening to herself saying such horrible things made a wave of pleasure ripple through Azzra's body, which in turn made her squirt a heavy wave of rancid Fel-Cum into Tara's ass. Already the delicious butt was filled with a slick layer of filthy demon spunk, which slowly seeped into her flesh and began to fill out her ass, to make it swell bigger, wider, even more spankable.

Tara grunted and whimpered, sniffling softly and trying her best to relax her poor rear but the massive girth of Azzra's giant dick gave her no respite. Her nails digging into her hands as she tried to bury her face in the pillow but as soon as she was about to, Azzra gripped her horns and yanked back her head. Arching back far enough to look Azzra in the eyes, Tara's own a vibrant hot pink that shimmered as tears ran down her cheeks, mindless groans of pain leaving the goat. With the pull, Tara's stomach bloated out even further with a defined outline of Azzra's cock destroying her insides and flooding her with corruption..with -need- for more jizz. Tara's voice quivered and shook with pain, fear, and meekness. "Y..y-yes Miss A-azzra.." She choked out, barely stopping herself from openly sobbing as her ass got fatter and wider, rounder and just that more squeezable and spankable. Like, it's no use! May as well not fight back and junk, unless you, like, want ouchies! Tara's mind was melting, the pain never going away but the will to fight and resist buried further and further underneath extremely stereotypical bimbo femininity.

Maintaining her hard and brutal grip around Tara's horns, Azzra peered down into the busty Fuckcow's vapid eyes. The shemale's gaze had not changed it's colour yet and despite the brutal fucking she was forcing on her former partner, her eyes were more filled with lust and need than cruelty and sadism. But with each hard, ass-wrecking thrust, that sent Azzra's bloated, black balls slapping against Tara's wet pussy, the shemale's body changed a little. The outlines of her muscles began to appear underneath the skin of her belly and on her arms and legs, as they swelled with demonic strength and bulged with roaring, passionate blood. Just as Azzra was about to say something else, a ball-crushing orgasm surged through her body, making her massive horsecock twitch and buckle like a savage bronco as it pumped gushing waves of thick, gooey Ball Sludge into Tara's bowels, bloating her puny belly and hiding the outline of Azzra's gargantuan Bitchslaver behind a growing bulge of vicious, corrupted gunk. With her tongue rolling out of her mouth and her eyes flickering with pleasure, Azzra groaned like a wanton whore, as she emptied all the pent-up Spunk into Tara's growing, bubbly Ass. While she kept herself hilted inside the overstuffed Cockscocket's pucker, Azzra finally released her horns, if only to grab her juicy ass and squeeze those soft, bulging butt cheeks between her greedy fingers.

Tara gasped in air, her lungs forced to breathe in and out to the pace of Azzra's brutal thrusts due to the girth and length of that monster dick. The bulge easily seen sliding in then out over and over, Tara's personality quickly going down the drain along with any sense of intelligence. It'd be amazing if Tara even knew her own name after this! Those huge nuts clapping against Tara's dripping cunt, the sweat mixing with cunt-juices before Azzra's orgasm hit, Tara's body bounced and throbbed with the powerful beats of Azzra's huge dick pumping gallons of thick chunky goo, filling her belly up instantly before it rushed from her throat and spewed out her nose and mouth, vomiting up loads and loads of jizz. Her horns let go as she just went face-first into the pillows, puking Azzra's seed into the now sopping wet pillow. Tara's body washed over in corruption once again, her ass filling out immensely along with her now ridiculous breasts and curvy form. Her muscles were practically nonexistant as she now looked like the most stereotypical slut you could possibly imagine, her eyes almost like pink flash-lights as the fel pumped through her entire body. With all the extra fel, Tara's body was instantly addicted and would suffer horrid withdrawal going even a day or two without a nice hit of Azzra's fat ball-snot.

"Uh... fuck...", groaned Azzra, after her body finally calmed down again and was no longer shaken by orgasmic cramps. Her throbbing nuts ached from the strain of pumping so much unholy Jizz into the busty Cumdump, but at least they were no longer feeling overstuffed and full. Finally the horrible urge to fuck calmed down a little and Azzra came back to her senses somewhat... only to find Tara to be a drooling, vomiting mess. Shivering the mage began to pull back, dragging her shlick cock out of Tara's gaping asshole with a loud and messy *ssshlop*. "Look at her. She is a fucking mess. You have gone to far to go back now. She is done anyway. You might as well enjoy it.", mused the twisted voice in the back of her skull. The prospect frightened Azzra, but she already knew that the cruel words were true and that she could no longer live without savage pleasure like she had experienced it just down. Shivering the shemale crawled around Tara's lewd Bimbo-Body, to sit in front of the shaman. Slowly she grabbed Tara's horns to lift her face out of the muck and pull it against her semi-hard, cum-soaked demoncock. "Gnh... O... open your mouth! I want more! You'll give me more... you... Cumslut!", stammered the mage, her face blushing with the thrill of the sudden surge of power she felt at bossing the pathetic slut around.

Tara was limp on the bed, gurgling weakly as thick goo bubbled from her throat into the already soaked pillow, her tail falling limp as well while Azzra slowly pulled back, revealing her gaping asshole, cum pouring out and it seemed to have mixed with a bit of dark blue swirls. Tara tensed up again before another wave of jizz rocketed out of her throat, weakly turning to her side and emptying her stomach all over the bed and herself, flopping into the puddle of spent cum. Her asshole twitched occasionally, small pained groans leaving the mare. Drooling jizz as her horns were yanked again, her eyes unfocused and dim, her mouth open already as Azzra rubbed her cum-soaked dick all over her face. "B-bllrh..oorh.." Was about all she could manage, her weak body aching and not responding to her brain.

Shivering with a twisted mixture of arousal and disgust, Azzra flopped her heavy, cum-crusted cock against Tara's pretty face and eagerly shoved the bulbous, bump-covered cockhead into the ditzy Cumwhore's mouth, stuffing her facepussy with the hot, throbbing demon meat. The shemale's fat balls quivered and throbbed with anticipation, as they were already producing the next load. Azzra could feel them swelling and growing inside her heavy, leathery sack and already she could tell that she would need to blow another load before sleeping tonight. Slowly Azzra pressed her thumbs against Tara's face and dragged open her pink Bimbo-Eyes with her thumbs, to force the dumb Sow to look at her. "Y... You are mine now! You have to do whatever I say!", gasped the mage, while the twisted voice inside her head hissed: "I already said that. But glad you finally agree. Now you should knock her up, make her yours. Once she carries your brood, there will be no turning back for either of you." Biting her lips, Azzra shook her head. Obviously she was still struggling with the last remnants of her old morals and was reluctant to defile even the sanctity of life out of pure lust. With a shy smile, Azzra asked: "Y... You don't want to become a Mommy, do you? So better suck me off, or I might cum inside your pussy!"

Tara weakly gurgled as that huge throbbing demon meat smacked onto her face again before choking it down her poor stretched throat. Gagging and soon reaching up to pathetically try and push herself away from the massive bitch-breaker that was soon balls-deep in her gullet. Those heavy nuts churning against her chin as those fingers forced her eyes open, fear and..subservience seen in her eyes. The kind that one would see from someone who was terrified to go against the other, not quite..-willing- but followed orders. Tara only gagged and coughed around the cum-soaked dick, forced to taste her own ass along with jizz, tears streaming down her cheeks. Trying to beg for mercy and agree but with the demonic dong rammed balls deep, she couldn't get much but harsh gags past. Her poor body was just weak and aching from some lack of sleep, mostly due to having to take that monster of a fuck-pillar up her once-virgin tight ass, now gaping and drooling jizm. Her throat certainly felt like it was milking Azzra's dick, though it was probably just the goat choking hard.

Breathing hard and fast, Azzra pumped her hips up and down to make that sloppy demon cock bounce back and forth inside Tara's overstretched throat, lubed only by the slick coating of reeking jizz, that drooled out of the shaman's broken facecunt in a constant stream. The heavy, cum-stained nuts of the virile Draenei bounced against her Fucktoy's chin and throat over and over again, like a set of meaty wrecking balls. Even as the thick, green mixture of precum, vomit and drool began to foam out of the corners of Tara's mouth and out of her nostrils, Azzra did not relent. At all times she kept the Ballslave's eyes stretched open, to force her to look at her new Owner and Mistress. Rutting and panting, like a savage bull, Azzra fucked the dumb, fat-titted Bimbo's throat, demanding, feasting and craving that fearful subservice in Tara's eyes. Azzra's veiny burned with the savage feeling of power, with the knowledge that Tara was beginning to accept that she was inferior, property, just a fucking Toy to her glorious shemale Owner.

Jizz continued to trickle out of her ass in a steady stream, her eyes washed with tears as her throat was used and abused by Azzra's superior cock, mind melted away as she just choked and felt so deliciously powerless. Quickly spitting up and forced to vomit out around that meaty, sweaty, amazing cock, pre and vomit spewing out her nose as her belly emptied itself once more with the last time she'd ever have anything but thick demonic addicting jizz in her stomach. Her eyes burned from being open so long, tears barely helping as she couldn't break eye-contact with Azzra. Fear, want, need, was easily seen, even if she didn't admit it. Her body would -need- Azzra's cum to even survive, as Tara would waste away without a hit every day or two. Denying her jizz for a day would be the cruelest of punishments, it was obvious that Tara's subservience and obedience was only stemmed from fear and it would remain that way for some time..but who cares? Slaves are slaves. Especially addicted to such yummy cummy! Teehee!

Azzra bucket her hips back and forth to hump that deliciously wet Facetwat, pumping squirt after squirt of rancid, stinking Fel Sludge down Tara's gullet, until her throbbing, bloated balls could no longer bear the strain. Gasping with pleasure, Azzra unleashed yet another throatwrecking orgasm, spewing wave after wave of thick, gooey Ball Cream into her Fucktoy's pathetic throat. Taken by a sudden spur of cruelty, Azzra pressed both her thumbs against Tara's nostrils to clamp them shut and seal all air off her pathetic Cumdump. Even now she did not release Tara's eyes, since she enjoyed watched them so much, especially as that corrupted jizz blasted her mind with a new wave of druggy pleasure. "Gnh... Take it all, fat-titted whore!", gasped Azzra as she pushed Tara's head down to keep the Bimbo's lips pressed against her groin and stretched around her throbbing cock, as those unholy balls emptied all of their gargantuan load inside Tara's puny little stomach.

Tara barely got any air in while Azzra brutally mated her throat, dumping loads after loads of thick chunky demonic jizm into her growing stomach. Once Azzra hit her breaking point, the thumbs over her nostrils made Tara's mind go into an almost primal panic as her eyes burned ridiculously from how long they were open. Her legs weakly kicking out as the last of her air was replaced with cum, her belly swelling up more and more as Azzra unloaded her nut-sludge. Her eyes frantically looking all around before finally rolling up into her skull, the overdose of fel kicked her poor body too hard, quickly starting to lose consciousness. Especially since her air was cut off as well, her body shuddering and jerking in need of air.

Shivering and breathing hard and fast, Azzra pulled her fat, sloppy cock out of her broken Fucktoy's gaping mouth to casually wipe the bit, meaty Godcock against the sheets of Tara's bed. Without being able to look at what she had done, now that the pleasure was gone, Azzra stumbled out of bed and pulled her robe back over her body. The searing fire in her veins was gone... for now... but already she could feel it's embers lurking and growing again in those fat, black balls of hers. Somehow she knew that the pleasure, the urge to dominate and destroy, would rise only faster from now on. She was in serious trouble. Quickly Azzra rushed out of the room, leaving poor abused Tara behind without as much as a Goodbye.

Tara's stomach was insanely rounded out and huge, the moment Azzra pulled out she fell to the side and started vomiting up more green sludge. Puking out Azzra's demonic jizz, gasping in air between heaves as her stomach still remained extremely rounded out even after she was done forcefully vomiting. Too tired to even really react anymore as her whole body went limp again, not noticing Azzra's quick exit as the ridiculous amount of cum in her stomach would ensure that she'd be bimbo Tara for...a good number of hours past this. Her body in horrid pain as she'd be...quite compliant when she awoke, as it'd take over 12 hours with her belly alone to finally come down from the drugged high of fel thanks to Azzra's twin orgasms inside her ass and throat.

During the rest of the night and the beginning of the morning, Azzra tried her best to act as if nothing had happened. She strapped her heavy, black demoncock against her thighs with a spare belt and hoped for the best. But that hope was quickly proven futile, since a steady stream of gooey cum dribbled down her leg all day. Just past Lunchtime, Azzra could no longer keep her curiosity bottled up and decided that she had to go back to the Inn to look for Tara. On the way over she made a stop at the library to see if the busty short-stack was there. She wanted to find out if the busty Ballslave forgot about their messy fuck again. She had to be sure...

As the night went on, her stomach deflated back to normal and her tits grew gigantic along with her ass filling out even more-so than before. Looking more bimbo-esque as the bed she woke up in creaked and almost..sloshed with fluids. Too focused on the fact that she woke up on the floor due to having rolled over in the night and onto the floor, she just got up with a groggy groan. Her ass incredibly sore and a splitting headache following as she hadn't any idea what happened. The twisted dreams came back but she ignored them..Azzra was a sweet girl who could barely even voice her own opinion, let alone have a huge dick and rape her. Having to walk with an almost limp, she blamed sleeping on the floor for it and quickly tried to get dressed. Tried being the emphasized word as her massive tits couldn't be contained in her shirt, the watermelons on her chest much different than the small C cups she used to have. Unsure of what to do, she found a huge old looking robe that was probably designed for a male draenei. Since it was the only thing that fit (even then it was tight), her chest filling out the front and her ass filling out the back fully as it was almost a mockery of the purity and modesty that robes usually stood for. It was a simple white one that looked a bit dusty but otherwise clean.

Tara was found by Azzra again, this time in the library next to a bunch of books on a table in the corner. Almost as if she was hiding.. Azzra could easily see the pained winces she had with each movement of her widened hips, the books all about the biology of demons, effects of their blood on others, succubi curses, etc. Her tail was curled around her waist, a childish nervous habit most adolescent girls had..seems Tara just never grew out of it. Azzra could also sense deep inside Tara that there was a significant..healthy pink glow to her. Since Azzra was so heavily infected, only she could really see that 'Bimbo' Tara was growing.. Tara looked up to see Azzra and gave a small smile and a casual wave. Though..she looked almost..nervous.

As Azzra swayed into the library and she spotted Tara behind that wall of books, the shemale's fat, black cock suddenly surged inside it's tight leather prison. A strong shiver of pleasure and... anger... ran down the shemale's spine and made her shiver underneath her robe. "Look at that fucking Cow! As if she can even read! Cows don't read, they breed and moo!, roared the twisted voice inside her skull, loud and thundering and trembling with rage. Somehow watching that busty, bubbly bimbo with her books was an affront to the corrupted spirit inside of Azzra's body. Swallowing hard the corrupted Shemale stepped closer and placed her slim, neat hands on one of the piles of books, while she looked down at Tara with a shy and charming smile: "Hello there", cooed the horny shemale, even as that bulging, black mass of bitch-breeding cockflesh struggled against her thigh and drooled a steady stream of reeking Fel-Cum down her thighs. Slowly the green spunk dribbled onto the stone floor and began to eat itself into the material. "You look... good. Is that a new robe? I swear you look different somehow... What are you reading?" Even before she asked, Azzra tilted her head to examine the books with a coy smile. "Oh, I see, you are reading up on that Succubus we met? Oh, but you don't have Valixa's Compendium of advanced Demonology? Yeah, lots of people miss that, since it is not stored with the others. Come on, I'll show you where it is.", cooed the Draenei with a playful tone of voice, but with a calm tone of dominance that allowed for no disobedience. Slowly she swayed through the rows of books, towards the back, where barely anyone browsed the stores.

Tara returned her attention to the books after giving Azzra the wave, waiting for her to approach before looking back up. "H-huh..oh. Hey..uh, yeah..new robe. Need to get..more clothing later." She mumbled, her eyes almost..afraid to meet Azzra's gaze. Tara was doing 90% of this unconsciously before seeing Azzra's hands press against the other books and continue to talk. "Yeah..I..huh? Oh..never heard of it..uh, sure." She said, feeling..compelled to follow Azzra and almost like not wanting to refuse... Tara followed along, leaving the books aside while tailing Azzra. "How'd you hear of the book, Azzra..?" She asks, tail curled around her waist tight within her robe. Her tits bouncing with every step, her bra obviously not fitting since last night and Azzra could see every jiggle those fat udders gave. Finding it difficult to really think hard about..well..anything as her head was clouded just a bit. "Say..uh..do..do you feel any different since last we met..?" She asks, rubbing the back of her head.

"Oh, I just came across the book in my own studies. It has some pretty impressive illustrations, but I guess that is why they keep it away from the others.", cooed Azzra as she turned into one of the last rows of the library and guided Tara to a dark, tight corner between the shelves, well-hidden from sight. "Odd that you mention that. I somehow feel... better... than before. Different, yes, and that startled me at first, but now I am beginning to realize that I feel much happier and much more relaxed than before. Ah, here it is! Valixa's Compendium of advanced Demonology!" Azzra had been browsing the backs of the books and now pulled out a heavy, black tome, which was apparently bound in leather. Azzra opened the book and showed a random page to Tara: It displayed a massive, muscle-packed Fel Guard, which took up almost all of the space on the page, as it was brutally throatfucking a seed- and baby-bloated Draenei girl, which kneeled in front of him. The Draenei's eyes were coloured in a clear and distinct pink. "That is what you are looking for, isn't it?", cooed Azzra with a sly smirk.

Tara seemed nervous for this or that reason at the moment, following along to the darker corner and peering around, noticing nobody around as people rarely visited the library to begin with, let alone the darkest little corner hidden from everyone else. Tara gave a nod, mumbling something about feeling worse for the wear or some such, but who gives a flying fuck, the stupid bimbo should be using that mouth to suck, not speak. Speaking is for -people-, not animals made for breeding. Tara also looked incredibly..on edge. Tired and near a breaking point as her body looked to be running on empty. Her eyes widening as the book was opened and that page was displayed to her, looking shocked and revolted.. Rev..revol..rev rev! Like those gobby bikes! Ooh..seeing a big strong man riding those, like, gets my pussy all wet! Man, I wanna be that total slut and junk on that page.. The voice in Tara's head overtook her thoughts for a moment, Tara's heart starting to race. "W-what..what is..what kind of book is this!?" She asked, backing up a step in shock.

Azzra gave her solemn nod, apparently completely unwilling to drop her scholar act for the moment. She wanted to see if she could influence Tara enough to take complete control of her life yet. The book was perfect for this. "You see, this book details a rather curious phenomenon: Mortals who will engage in sexual intercourse with particularly powerful demons, will often develop a crippling addiction to their fel-tainted juices. Cum in this case." Slowly Azzra turned the page and revealed another image, which showed the same Draenei as before, only with an obscenely bloated belly - probably from cum - since heavy, green droplets of jizz dangled out of the corners of her mouth. The Pink-eyed slut on the picture looked completely happy and in bliss. "With females this will often weaken the resolve of her their minds and lead to the development of submissive Tendencies. After all, women are just made for pleasuring the Cocks of their Betters and to carry litter after litter of babies, right? The demons help them to realize that." Slowly Azzra grabbed the cloth of her black robe and pulled it upwards, revealing the throbbing, pitch-black cock, which had been strapped to her thigh. Already it had coated itself in a nasty glob of tar-like green precum. Casually the shemale flipped through the book towards one of the last pages, before she cooed: "Luckily, there is a simple cure for these Unfortunates. It is detailed here, in these pages." Azzra pointed at the text... so boring and totally without any of the fun pictures! "You could read that." Azzra shrugged, before she pointed at her bloated dick, which threatened to burst through the belts that kept it restrained at any moment. "Or you could suck that. Whichever feels more appropriate to you."

Tara felt her stomach sinking as Azzra continued speaking, her tail wrapped tight around her waist as her body almost felt..frozen, unable to tear herself away from looking at the cumdump ex-draenei and almost feel..jealousy. Bimbo Tara was gradually getting louder and more..right. It all sounded so right. Feeling her mouth starting to drool just a tiny bit with the image of the slave's mouth dripping with goopy jizz, her belly aching to be filled. "I-I..nnh.." Thinking was..getting harder and Azzra seemed to just make more and more sense with how she spoke. She lives to please dicks! That makes sense.. Her mind was awash with new thoughts..happy thoughts..of serving and always being on her knees. Azzra's words almost droned on when her dick was revealed, Tara's eyes filled with fear and..lust..-need-. The pre oozing out made her mouth water. "N..n-no! T..t-this is a-another nightmare..I...I-I.." Her eyes slowly shifting toward that pink, her mind breaking down and the two Taras merging together. "I-I..no.." She fell to her knees, eyes locked on that massive dong as she shuffled forward, tongue out as she moved down to lap at that thick goo, needing her next hit. "N-nnh..s-suck..Mistress.."

Azzra smiled patronizingly and closed the book carefully to not get any of the thick, stinking Fel-Sludge onto the pages. Carefully she pushed it back into the shelf. There was no need to destroy it, after all, Tara's brain was obviously already too fried for her to make any use of that boring, silly text. Slowly the Shemale wrapped one of her slim hands around one of Tara's horns to hold the Bimbo at arm's length. With the other hand, Azzra undid the buckles of the heavy, black belts, that kept her meaty monster tamed. With a wet *slotsh*, the rock-hard godcock jerked upwards, dragging thick strands of green goo from Azzra's thighs to the monstrous, nub-covered head. The stinking fuckpole bobbed just a few inches out of the reach of Tara's tongue, while the monstrous, pitch-black balls throbbed with slow and powerful need, eagerly producing more and more of that nasty green gunk. You have toyed long enough! Claim that Bitch! Knock her up and mark her as yours!, fumed the voice in Azzra's head, still pissed at the insolence of Tara trying to read. A pleasant shiver ran down the shemale's spine, as she imagined Tara all bloated with her spawn, eager to serve and please, smiling happily all the time. She was going to do that to her, but first... "I want you to beg for it, Slut!", stated Azzra, her voice surprisingly firm. "You insulted me by trying to read the books back there! Busty Shortstacks like you aren't supposed to read and think! You are supposed to smile, giggle and worship cocks! But here I find you, trying to cure yourself! It seems you don't want my fat, warm cock, pushed down your puny little throat..."

Tara couldn't think straight, her mind justifying that since it's a nightmare, doesn't matter what she does so may as well get it over with quick. At least..that's one part of her brain. The other being more fucking finally! Some big fat cock to suck on! Groaning out as she was held back, eyes locked on that massive bitch-breeder between Azzra's thighs. The stench raped Tara's nose and hit her brain in the most primal need for mating, her cunt dripping wet already. Sticking her tongue out as far as she could, unable to reach the throbbing meat-pole, oh so close yet just not enough! Her eyes turning a pinker shade but..it seemed this time it was almost..voluntary? Her eyes would probably not be changing back any time soon anyway.. Blinking her shining pink eyes, she whined and tried to lick the dick in front of her futilely. "L-like..nnfh..no fair! I'm sorry! I didn't even know what I was, like, reading and junk..I just did it to look smart! I-I won't do it anymore! I do! Like..fuck my throat open and dump your jizz into my tummy! I won't ever read again! I need your fat dick in my wet cunt!" She said, losing braincells by the second as soon she wouldn't even know what brain cells were, the only thing on her vapid little mind being big fat juicy dicks and serving her owner and junk!

Mercilessly Azzra kept her ditzy Bimbo-Cow in place. There was that unholy strength again, that rushed through her veins, setting her muscles on fire, which slowly began to grow underneath her loose, flowing robe. Slowly Azzra pushed the drooling mushroom head of her fat Fuckpole against Tara's forehead, marking her with a heavy splatter of radiant, green cum. Instantly the burning tingling of deliciously addictive Fel-Cum rushed through the Draenei's skin, worming it's way into her empty little brain to push even more Corruption into her thoughts. Azzra took great care to keep her massive, throbbing shaft and her impossibly bloated balls out of reach of Tara's mouth though, teasing the ditzy Airhead with the virile Stench of pure, corrupted Potency, that radiated from those fat nuts. "Right. You will never read again. If I push this fat, hot dick down your miserably little cunt, then I am going to knock you up. This is pure Bull Sludge, and you are going to be my Cow. You want that? You want to carry my calves like a good Cow? Fat-Titted Women like you aren't meant to study anyway, never forget that. You are just another big-busted Bimbo, made to serve. Made to serve me, 'cause I have got the biggest cock in this miserable little town.", cooed the looming Eredar, the black Voice from inside her skull merging with her own words and thoughts. Unlike Tara's mind, Azzra's had no supressed part, she felt no regret at her words. Feeling powerful like this just felt too god to hate it.

Tara whined out in need as she was still held back, trying her best to push forward but, like, Mistress is way stronger than silly little me! Her eyes trailing that fat throbbing cockhead as it slowly pushes against her forehead, coincidentally sending her cross-eyed to try and look at it as the thick green goo splattered against her skin. Even after Azzra pulled back, her eyes remained crossed for a moment, shivering as that fel jizm hit her mind hard, drool starting to come from her lips before she blinked, eyes focused again even though only vapid thoughts were behind them, tail unwrapped as she squirmed more. It was getting hot..way too hot! Like..clothes are for people! Not silly bimbo cows! Taking the robe and undoing the front, letting it all fall back to reveal her massively changed form underneath. Still quite short, yet her bust was easily bigger than most human whores, her ass thick and plump, perfect for spanking and shaking around~ "L-like..yeah, I do! I wanna be your cow! I'm a good cow! Good cows serve! Moo!" She said, tail wagging excitedly as her fertile cunt's scent was now flowing through Azzra's nostrils. The transformation mentally seemed to happen at the same time with Tara's own, the bimbo slut winning and old Tara simply lost forever..or..perhaps just incredibly suppressed..In any case, all of it didn't matter as Tara was currently panting like a bitch in heat and had her mouth open wide, trying to lick that massive black bitch-breaker in front of her.

Azzra didn't bother to undress, after all clothes were for people and only animals fucked naked and in the dirt. Instead she just pulled Tara's head forwards, to press her pretty face against one of the bookshelves. "Ass up in the air, Bitch, present yourself.", growled the shemale as she stepped behind her Fucktoy. Grabbing on to Tara's wide, bubbly butt the savage she-stud wedged that bloated, nub-covered head of her virile cock against the Draenei's tight, fertile snatch. The mere touch of that fel-cum-covered Fuckpole against her folds was enough to send a spike of Corruption through her pussy, setting her ovaries on fire with the savage heat to mate and breed. "Here comes your baby!", hissed Azzra between her teeth as she bucked her hips forwards in a hard and brutal thrust, hammering that fat, veiny Demon-Cock inside Tara's pussy. The brutal Bitchbreaker bounced against the bimbo's cervix and the rest of the thrust's power sent the Draenei's pretty face bouncing against the hard covers of the books, leaving poor Tara with a cute bruise on her face. Azzra didn't fucking care about that. Only about half of her pitch-black cock had made it into the sopping wet bimbo pussy, so she pulled back only to ram herself inside again, hammering Tara's womb with her cock and the ditzy Fucksow's face against the books again. Azzra was going to break in the fertile Fuckpig's womb and if she had to break her nose to do that, the horny She-Stud would do it. Pain is good! Pain means, you are totally fucking a big, strong stud!, chimed the twisted voice in Tara's mind.

Tara panted and looked almost desperate before being shoved into the bookshelf, whimpering and quickly standing up and bending over at the waist, pushing her ass out and spreading her fat globular cheeks to present her little pucker and sopping wet jizz-container. Letting out a small yelp as that shot of corruption sent a burning pain through her entire cunt, making it ache and feel empty inside, her ovaries flooding with fertile eggs just waiting for a tiny amount of spunk to impregnate them. Tara tried to brace herself against the bookshelf but the heavy thrust that followed smashed her face against the books, sending her into a daze as she tenses up hard, her virgin cunt speared wide open as it clung to Azzra's gigantic bitch-breaker, the sloppy wet juices coating half the cock as her insides were stretched wide. "A-aaaah!" Arching her back and screaming from the penetration, the next thrust smacking her stupid face into the books yet again, her nose throbbing in pain and dribbling a bit of blood as a bruise was quickly forming on her cheek from the first smack. "O-ow..like..t-that..nngh! O-ooh!" Eyes shut tight as Azzra pulled out and quickly rammed back inside, the heavy thump and sickening crack of Tara's nose against the books not only instilled the stupid bimbo with a fear of books, but also that she's gonna have to get used to pain if she wants to serve. "L..l-like.." Her hand moving up to cup her nose, turning her head finally yet each thrust battered her dumb little skull against the books, bruised on the inside and out as her womb was broken in quite fast!

As that sick sound of Tara's broken nose echoed through the library, it only seemed to make Azzra even more horny. Grunting like a bull in rut the shemale reached down to grab Tara's wrists and brutally pull her arms backwards, to keep the busty Fuckmare from shielding her face and to force her to arch her back and present those lewd, obscenely swollen Fuckudders. The fat, pitch-black demon cock broke through the puny Ballslave's pathetic cervix in a single thrust and slammed home inside the Shortstack's fertile womb, splattering it with a wave of green Precum. With her womb already marked at Demon Property, Azzra only had to take care of the Draenei's face. Again and again Azzra hammered her hips forwards, pushing Tara's face against the shelf and bruising her up even more. By the time Tara was knocked-up, her face would be beaten up, like it served a pathetic Trashwhore, who was under the thumb of a powerful and abusive Mate. Azzra's entire body shivered as more power and more malevolence poured into her flesh. Those lean, skinny muscles underneath her skin began to bulge and grow with unholy force, until they even started to strain against the fabric of her loose robe, revealing the shemale's buff new frame underneath. "F... fuck... here... take it all, dumb slut!", groaned the powerful shemale as she plunged her fat, black cock home inside Tara's snug womb one last time. Just seconds after, a strong and messy orgasm exploded out of those heavy, bloated balls and sent gooey ropes of virile, corrupted Fel-Sludge spewing into Tara's womb. With a single wave of spunk the virile She-Stud flooded Tara's tubes and claimed all of her eggs, which were instantly awash in a wave of virile sperm, which all fought for the privilege of claiming that slutty Fuckcow as their Mother.

2.-
Tara squealed out in utter pain, nose shattered and only getting worse with each sickeningly loud crack against the bookcase. Arms yanked back, her back arched sharply as she was unable to do much but turn her face to avoid shattering her nose completely, instead bruising her cheeks over and over while her womb was completely violated in a single thrust. The pre-jizz burning her insides painfully with it's intensity, tears streaming down her face as even Bimbo Tara couldn't find any sick pleasure in this. Simply sobbing and bashing against the bookcase, her small size easily shoved again and again by Azzra's massive form. Her insides burning, her face bruised to fel and her ass stinging with how fast Azzra was clapping those strong hips against her fat ass. Barely able to utter words as she probably had a concussion by now, still thumping the case and spitting out blood. "P..p-please..*thump thump* I won'..won't *thump* r-read ever again!" She cried out weakly, nearing unconsciousness before Azzra finally tensed up and began to cum inside, flooding her tubes and pumping up and straining her ovaries, her womb instantly inflated and rounded out before Tara finally passed out from the immense pain, her nose bleeding profusely and just looking like an abused mess. Almost as if she was on the losing end of a boxing match with gauntlets.

With a muffled growl, Azzra pulled her thick, black demon cock out of Tara's freshly fertilized pussy, dragging strands of messy, green spunk with it. Leaning over the unconscious Rapebait, the corrupted shemale grabbed Tara's horns and dragged back her head, to force the curvy Bimbo to arch her back. "You are not going to sleep now, Mommy!", hissed the shemale, before she reached out to take one of the heavier books out of the shelf. Without even second-guessing the move she brought the heavy, leather-bound tome down on Tara's fat ass with a loud *smack*, that left a throbbing, red imprint on the bubbly Fuckslut's rear. "Here, have some medicine for your bruise.", panted Azzra as she dragged Tara's head back even further while stepping over the lying Fuckslut. Her bloated, stinking balls and cum-drooling Fuckpole rubbed against Tara's bloody face, smearing her abused nose with the corrupted cum. One the one hand, this would speed up the healing, but would also flood her blood stream with a pure blast of corruption, which was always the strongest high, with all drugs. "We are not fucking done here, so you won't pass out now.", hissed Azzra between her clenched teeth, while she rubbed her fat, sweaty balls and filthy cock against Tara's face.

Tara just fell limp in Azzra's grasp, completely pregnant with Azzra's heavy seed, her mind blasted away in fel-jizz, not responding or even hearing Azzra's words as she was yanked even further back, her spine bent backwards at an awkward angle. The loud crack of the book slamming onto Tara's ass, leaving a brutal throbbing bruise made Tara silently scream out as all the air was forced from her system, eyes open and tears flowing once again, the bookshelf she was shoved into stained deep blue and the floor starting to have spatterings of her blood as well. Thankfully the many other times Azzra has fel-charged this slut, her flexibility was quite impressive so she was practically bent over backwards with Azzra's nuts and shaft grinding on her aching face. The fel burned and hurt almost more than the bookcase had, causing her to flail uselessly in Azzra's grasp before shuddering and going limp, her mind near-overdosed on fel as she just mindlessly began to lap at Azzra's huge throbbing balls. This sort of high leaving her a near empty shell but at least it only lasted for a short while, but for now Tara barely gave any reactions, was silent, and had trouble following any command that wasn't one-step instructions.

"Snort.", growled Azzra as she pressed her fat, black balls against Tara's broken nose, filling it with blood and the stench of thick, musky ballsweat. The simple command was easily provided by the corrupted Draenei, since abusing and using Tara now seemed perfectly natural to her, not something that she had to think twice about. "Snort the sweat and cum off my balls, Pigslut. I wanna make sure you never fucking read again. You are only good for Breeding and Sucking cock." Slowly the domineering shemale started to pump her hips back and forth, grinding her monstrously swollen cumtanks against the ditzy Fuckslut's pretty face, even as the blood started to coat the leathery skin of her sack. Azzra let the book fall down to focus on grinding that glowing, green fel spunk into Tara's broken nose and force her to snort the brain-rotting jizz.

Tara let out a weak cry before a wet little snort was heard, coughing and barely able to even breathe in through her nose, let alone get through the blood and jizz as she gagged and tried to snort again and again, every time excruciatingly painful but the fel pumped through directly into her head, small parts of her head...altered, like the part that allowed her to read. Seems she won't be reading..anything at all after this encounter. Her mind changed forever by now as a terrified bimbo would be the normal Tara, snorting like a pig as those nuts were grinding on her broken nose and causing her to squeal out in pain.

"Good piggy.", complimented Azzra, as she dragged her stinking nuts off Tara's face and gave the pathetic Draenei an encouraging slap on the cheek. "Get your fat ass off the ground. We'll go see a healer to fix your face. Afterwards, I want you to go out shopping. Buy something nice for yourself. That ugly robe doesn't suit you at all. You wanna look pretty when you start fleshing out with your babies, don't you?", joked Azzra, while she reached into the belt of her robe and produced a bag of gold. She simply dropped it in front of Tara, as if she was just some whore to be paid off, before the shemale turned around to lead Tara to the healer's quarters.

Tara gasped in air weakly, coughing some as she tried to blink away the tears, looking up to Azzra in fear and confusion...things insanely cloudy and blurry in her head as she just nodded dumbly and slowly stood up on shaky legs. Cum poured out her cunt and down her thighs, groaning out before trying to follow Azzra, stumbling some in the process before realizing she forgot the money and picked it up as well. Not really responding as words escaped her, things too fuddled to even try and form sentences right now as her eyes were a sharp emerald green from the fel. Whether or not she was woozy from the blood loss or the fel..or even both! Was up for debate.

With a disapproving smack of her lips, Azzra noted her Jizzdump's obviously desolate state. Looking like that, all fucked-up and with fel-green eyes, taking Tara to a healer was like an invitation to be executed. So instead of going towards the hospital, Azzra just wrapped one of her learn arms around Tara's slim waist, as if the two of them were a couple, to guide her towards the elevator that led to the lower quarters. Some of the Draenei they passed tossed curious glances at Tara's battered face and her obviously weakened state, but all of them were too busy to ask questions or to notice the green eyes. Once the cold breeze of the elevator descending brushed past their faces, Azzra knew that they were save. In the lower Quarter of Shattrah, nobody did ask questions. Immediately the shemale in disguise walked up to a nearby potion vendor to buy several healing potions for Tara. The bright, red bottles smelled of strawberry, as the Eredar opened them and pushed the first against Tara's lips. "Swallow. I know you are good at that."

Tara just shuffled along with Azzra, too fucked up on fel to even seem to think, just moving along as she was pushed, stumbling once or twice but mostly keeping her balance. The arm around her waist definitely helped her move along as Tara seemed to almost lean into Azzra, practically completing the "couple" look Azzra was using as a facade. Tara's eyes were half-closed, staring at the ground as they walked, occasionally bumping into people but it was lower Shattrath, not really an uncommon thing to have someone run into you with how many people there were and how little space was left. When she felt the bottle press to her split lips, she winced but followed the command obediently, drinking down every drop that Azzra put up to her lips. The potions usually numbed and slowly repaired the internal damage of the poor battered girl, though even with her nose slowly fixing itself, there was no escaping how sore she would feel after the fel wore off. Even then, it was debatable how effective these potions would be with all the demonic energy flowing through the weakened goat girl.

With a muffled complaint, Azzra pressed her slim, black fingers onto Tara's bruised nose to channel some twisted healing magic inside her pathetic flesh. As a mage, she wasn't really experienced in this kind of spell work, but the fel corruption had made her bold and ruthless. With a loud, audible *snap* Tara broken nose surged back into place, followed by a sudden wave of heat that rushed through the injured tissue as potion and spell did it's work to heal the wound. Meanwhile Azzra pressed her other hand flat against Tara's tummy and grinned wickedly. "Can you feel it already? You are going to be a Mommy. Isn't that exciting to you? Finally you won't be completely worthless anymore.", hissed Azzra into her Fucktoy's ear, as she leaned against Tara to keep up the couple-façade.

Tara's completely blitzed out brain had no idea how to react as those fingers pressed onto her busted nose and let out a small groan with the gut-churning crack that was heard, causing the girl to wince and whimper just a tiny bit before the healing potion did it's thing. Basically having to lean on Azzra mostly as she felt the hand on her stomach, slowly looking down to the hand. "M...mommy..?" She muttered, slurred as moving her lips felt like wading through honey.

"Yes! You are going to be the mommy of lots of big, strong Babies! Isn't that great? You'll nurse them with your fat tits and you'll sing them songs, while I rail you from behind and pump you up with more Babies! Don't you love kids?", whispered Azzra into Tara's ear, as she held the bimbo in her embrace, as if they were a real, loving couple. Slowly Azzra's hands stroked across the soft bulge in her Fucktoy's belly, while that monstrous cock underneath her robe started to strain against it's bindings. "So we need to buy you some clothes suited for pregnancy! Would you like to go shopping?"

Tara had way too many ideas floating around in her drugged out mind to even respond properly, sounding more like a parrot than her actually answering. "B..b-babies..r..railing..what? Nnnh..h..head hurts.." Her lips slowly formed the words, her legs aching and her body resting against Azzra in need. Her belly already beginning to swell just a little~ Tara's dumb little brain was much too blitzed to do anything as complicated as shopping! She could barely even talk! If Azzra wanted the dumb slut to go with her, she'd probably have to let Tara rest and let those children grow within her new-found Mare. At least until the withdrawal kicked in. Tara here would be needing her hit nearly every day before she felt the cravings~!

Azzra snorted in contempt for Tara's fucked-up state of mind, before she led the brain-fried Fuckslut back towards the Elevator that led up to the Aldor rise. But instead of guiding Tara towards her quarters, Azzra led her to her own rooms, which were located close to the library. Azzra's small chambers were filled with largely books and other magical instruments and looked rather boring. At least not like the kind of fun place that one would use to house a personal Pigslut. But despite that, Azzra led her Fucktoy towards the bed to allow her sleep off her high until she was marginally more functional than her current buzzed-out self.

Tara shuffled along with Azzra, slowly walking to make sure she didn't fall as she was led up the elevator, leaning heavily on Azzra and groaning out in pain from her belly, now bulging out some, was a bit more noticeable. Uselessly just falling limp on the bed finally as she was allowed to pass out.. Drug fueled nightmares coursed through her mind as physically she was just a passed out lump of fuckmeat, her belly growing larger as the hours went by...


While Tara slept off her buzz, Azzra sat on the nearby desk and studied some documents and books, namely lists from the Aldor Archives, which detailed what demonic artifacts had been confiscated and locked away in the secret halls underneath Shattrath. Since she was just a mage and not part of the Priesthood, Azzra no immediate access to the storage facility, but she was still curious to see what things were down there. After all, her first experience with demonic corruption had been... exciting. And now she wanted more. Always more. Smiling she watched the sleeping Tara on her bed. The poor Shaman was going to get a lot more as well, as soon as she woke up.

Tara's dreams were absolutely filled to the brim with huge dicks, gaping holes and birthing children, a cycle going again and again until she finally lurched up suddenly with a gasp, quickly regretting that and doubling over, her stomach rounded out to the size of 9 month twins, skin stretched tight as she whined, her mind...slightly less fuddled and more aware, though..she still wasn't quite the same. "L-like..oww..where..huh?" She asks stupidly, her eyes a hot pink with streaks of fel-green, her old personality practically gone forever by now.

Azzra sat nearby, still on her desk. Though she had fallen asleep at some time during the night. Her horned head rested on a book and she sat hunched over the table, with her arms folded underneath her face. The boring, black robe pitched a noticeable tent between her thighs, which was already getting moist and smelly with corrupted precum. Obviously the shemale sported a monstrous morningwood, that had torn through it's straps and now soaked her clothes with that toxic, filthy Ball Snot.

Tara gave a small groan as she started to wake up, hands moving to her belly instinctively. Her whole body felt like it was creaking and breaking as she tried to move, unused to the heavy new weight in her womb. Her eyes were swirls of pale green and flat pink, her mind that was completely fried now..somewhat back to working properly. She had a strange..need for something she couldn't quite place. That is, until she breathed in through her nose~ That heavy powerful stench wreaking havoc on the draenei's mind already as she was filled with a powerful urge to seek out the source of this stench. Ignoring all else, she was reduced to crawling on hands and knees from how sore her legs were, but this allowed her to get under the desk..and to that massive bitch-breaking shemale meat leaking out her new favorite drink. Her mind practically overtaken and most likely a bit more resistant to the after effects of the fel now that she was practically mind-fucked on it. Drooling as she found the dripping wet cloth that stood between her and her fix, at first nuzzling and lapping at the soaked robe to taste that fel before trying her best to get under it and worship that fuck-pillar like a good whore.

Azzra's robe was loose and flowing, so it would be easy to just crawl underneath the heavy cloth. But just as soon as Tara pressed her head in there, a heavy brick-wall of monstrous Fel-Scent would hit her in the face. The insides of Azzra's robes were filled to the brim with that obscene musk of virility and corruption, since the shemale had worn them for over a day now and her messy cock was coated in thick layers of dried cum and encrusted filth, that radiated the beastly scent. As Tara buried her face against the robe, Azzra stirred in her sleep but did not wake yet. Or if she was awake, she did not move. Maybe she wanted to see what the pregnant Bitch would do. Azzra's black balls had swollen even bigger during the night and grown bigger than Cantaloupes, their bloated, round shapes could already be seen against the cloth of her robe, as the two fat cum-tanks begged to be milked.

Tara shuddered hard and nearly came on the spot with the near punch to the nose stench of fel from underneath that robe, drool gathering in her mouth already as those beesting cockpillows puckered up to plant kisses all along that shaft, digging her tongue into the filth layer and practically eating it as the urge to vomit came and went, cleaning that thick dick and, like, getting that yummy cummy! Swallowing the filth down and just cleaning as she breathed in that addicting gas, her small dainty fingers moving up to slide over those gigantic nuts, caressing and petting them while slurping and lapping up the disgusting layers of old jizz, blood, and sweat that's practically congealed onto the shaft. Too needy of that fix as she tried her best to feel when any burst of pre would fire, deciding to practically mainline it by pressing her sore nose against the cockslit and having the pre-fel shoot straight up into her stupid little brain.

With a muffled groan, Azzra awoke and slowly leaned back onto her chair. Her back hurt like hell, after spending the night like this, and she was too disgruntled to noticed the eager blowjob-bimbo between her knees. But when she did, Azzra smiled wickedly and started to drag up her robe, to reveal Tara's whorish face. "Oh, hey, looks like you finally found your place. No more fucking books and cures for you, right?" With a pleased moan, Azzra pushed her hips forwards to push her bloated cockhead against Tara's nostrils, smothering them in mind-crushing cum. "You know what, this is great. From now on, I want your face on my dick whenever I wake up." Casually Azzra wrapped one of her hands around the Spunkdumpster's horns, to drag her face off the oozing cock. "But I won't feed you right now. You'll just pass out again. I need you awake for now, since we have to do some shopping first! You can't walk around like that anymore! You look all boring and ugly. Your clothes don't fit your body anymore!"

Tara was too transfixed on the gigantic disgustingly dirty cock in front of her, still trying to the best of her ability to clean off the rancid old jizz, blinking as the cock was suddenly forced against her nose again a bit harder, looking up to see Azzra and trying to nod before some prejizz coated the insides of her nose. Making the whore shudder and snort the fel before she was pulled off, not needing too much to get her fix...but more was always welcome as a reward for being a good bimbo! "Nnh..mmfh..b-but, like..awh..oh! Shopping!" Her tail lifting up excitedly and giving a little wag. By the Naaru if there was one thing this slut loved more than snorting Azzra's cum, it was spending gold and whorish outfits and make up. Plus..she did realize she didn't actually HAVE clothing so a robe would be needed at first until they get her first outfit.

Chuckling Azzra got off her chair and moved to her personal cupboard, which was nearby. Rummaging through the clothes she produced and old, worn-down linen robe, that was just large and baggy enough to cover Tara's ever-growing curves. "When we go on a shopping spree, we are going to need money, though. I am going to sell your old stuff, since you will be moving in with me. But do you happen to have a bank account with some money in? Obviously I am going to take care of the Mommy of my children, but before I spend my money, we really should spend yours. After all, you are not going to be doing anything with it, so you might just as well spend it on looking pretty for me, right?" Casually Azzra tossed the old robe to Tara, to give the Bimbo-Fuckpig something to cover herself with while they walked to the bank.

Tara stood back up with a small whine, her hands holding her dome of a stomach, the demonic children within still growing inside her as she slowly got used to the feeling of such a full belly. The robe flapping against her before she put it on. "My stuff..but--oh! Ooh! Like..makes sense!" She says her gears ever so slowly turning. "I got lots of money! Saved lots 'cause, like, I was gonna..uh..something..about boo--..nnh..I dunno!" She quickly corrected herself, still remembering just earlier, her ass still stinging from the harsh book-smack. Her eyes were pink instead of green, but thankfully magical little alterations having the same effects as contacts had been popular in the lower regions of Shattrath so she'd fit right in with the sluts and cumdumps! Tara actually did have life savings built up that, naturally, must be spent on expensive and slutty clothing. Yes. "I like..always wanna look pretty with my Daddy!" She said with a nod. Baby daddy, perhaps.

"Good. So let's go and clean out that boring old account of yours.", stated Azzra as she stepped next to her Bimbo-Toy and wrapped her arm around Tara's thin waist. By now the Alpha-Shemale had found herself another belt to strap down the bucking monstrosity of a cock she was sporting, but obviously this was no long term solution. Eventually Azzra would have to start dressing in different clothes. As the odd couple walked through the Aldor Rise, some puzzled glances were tossed their way, but nobody objected. If anything attracted attention, it were Tara's luxurious curves, which had appeared rather quickly and thus were suspicious.

This early in the morning, they didn't have to wait in the bank and a friendly accountant greeted them, smiling from behind the counter. With a slap on the fertile Shortstack's bubbly ass, Azzra sent Tara towards the woman and whispered: "Go, get all your money. Then close the account. You won't be needing it anymore."

Tara nodded some, even the robes were unable to hide those curves and that fat jiggly rump. Her hips flared out almost ridiculously and her body like an hourglass as the shorter girl leaned on Azzra some, this time not because her brain was fried but now just because of how warm and dominant Azzra was~ Tara giggled some at the stares, feeling special and especially pretty! The little hole in the back for her tail allowed it to wag a tiny bit before they finally reached the bank. Jumping a bit with a small yelp and a giggle, she nodded dumbly and walked up to the accountant. "Like..hey! I need to withd..with..uh..I need to take out all my money!" She said with another nod. Dumb little bimbo, more than a syllable or two and she just blanks on the word!

Naturally it was not the accountant's job to ask questions, so after she had used a small magical device to verify Tara's identity, she slid some heavy leather bags over the counter, which contained all of Tara's wealth. With a calm smile on her plump, black lips, Azzra stepped forwards and took the purses without saying a word. Silently she attached them to her belt, before slapping Tara on the butt once more, as if the other Draenei was some sort of Plow-Horse to be spurred into walking with gentle slaps. "You did well", cooed the shemale, as the two of them left the building. "Doesn't life feel so much nicer with someone else taking care of all your thinking? All you have to worry about now, is looking pretty and taking care of my balls and my babies! No more fighting and worrying for you!"

Tara smiled some as the bags were handed over, letting Azzra pick them up because, like, they looked suuuuper heavy. "M-meep! Hehe.." She giggled some with a blush to her cheeks, following Azzra along happily. The praise made Tara feel all kinds of special as she leaned into Azzra, a dumb smile on her face. "Like..yes! Thank you sooo much.. I love taking care of your nuts!" She chirped, tail wagging happily. "Such a gen..g-gener..uh.." She huffs some, looking all embarrassed. "S-stupid big words..Mistress is nice!" She said, now rather flustered!
Azzra was obviously amused by the vapid Airhead's pathetic attempts to talk, since she brushed her hand across the bubbly female's curvy ass. Slowly she led her Fucktoy back towards the lower Quarter, where the missfits, thieves and prostitutes of the city collected. Oh, there were shops for clothing too in the upper reaches of the city. But down here they sold the really fun stuff. Just near the edge of the city was a small row of stores, that featured lewd and skimpy clothes as well as sex toys and fetish gear. The main customer base were the whores and dancers of the surrounding taverns, but now Azzra gave Tara's ass another squeeze to set her loose for the shopping spree. "So, here we are. Let's see if we find something that you'll think could please me."

Slowly Azzra strolled towards one of the places, that featured mainly black leather and latex. A few items were displayed in front of the shop in a loose, open chest. Smiling the shemale started to rummage through the assortment of toys and clothes, until she produced something that looked like a monstrous, black butt-plug, attached to a leash, which in turn was attached to a pair of nose-hooks. A small buckle allowed for the leash to be tightened, so that it pulled back the wearer's head and nose, while also keeping the plug locked in her asshole. Smiling Azzra waved the thing at Tara. "Will you look at that! I bet this would look gorgeous on a pregnant Fucksow like you. With a Toy like that, you can squeal even better for me. Go get your fat ass moving and find yourself a corset. I want to boost your puny tits. But keep in mind, that it needs to have room for your Breeder Belly."

Tara looked around some more, eyes just glancing over all kinds of kinky fetish material! Not quite looking at Azzra before turning her head to see that massive buttplug and straps, blushing some already as she can imagine it stretched her out already... "E-eep! Anything f-for my Hubby.." She said, biting her lower lip some as her ass ached just from looking at it. Hearing the order though as she perked her head up, nodding some to go find such an item! Shifting through a few different fishnet stockings, gloves, boots..corsets! Basically attempting to find one that lacked too big of a stomach cover. Finding one almost like a painfully tight looking pushup bra. Coming back to Azzra holding the corset up proudly, a black latex bra that seemed to be long enough to push on the ribs as well but basically left the stomach alone. Perfect for fetish-tastic pregnancy whores! Hooray!

"Good job, Piggy. You need some make-up to doll yourself up. Let's see if they have some trashy pink glitter lipstick." Azzra took the corset out of Tara's hands to place it over her arm along the buttplug and the straps. Casually she strode through the rows of merchandise and added a pair of black fishnet-stockings as well. Smacking her lips the shemale eyed the high-heel leather boots, that were on display. Obviously she pitied the fact that Tara couldn't wear these. "We have to do something about your hooves too. Maybe have a blacksmith get them into a proper shape and add some more heel to bring out your tits more." Azzra paused as she spotted a collar in the pile of lewd stuff. It was made out of black leather and a small silver bell was attached to the front, which looked like a cow bell. With a vicious grin the virile She-Stud added that to Tara's new outfit. "You might need something that isn't completely trashy as well. Otherwise those prudes might kick us out of the Aldor Rise."

Tara practically lit up at the sound of pink glitter lipstick, tail raised excitedly as she followed Azzra, slowly following her gaze to the boots before frowning some herself. Though the thought of altering her hooves scared the little slut-goat, she knew she had no real say in any of it so she just gave a nod. Azzra was buying all kinds of stuff! Tara must be a special Mare to get all these presents from her new Owner! "Like..like what?" She asked, not knowing of anything she liked that wasn't cock-based or used to entice more cock!

On the other side of the store's merchandise stood the trashy, but not downright pornographic clothes. With a broad smile Azzra pulled out a black tube top that had the word "PRINCESS" bolted onto it with glistening glass stones. To go along with that, the shemale picked a short mini skirt made out of glossy, pink material that would probably fail to cover Tara's growing butt. The top would hardly fit across her belly as well, but maybe that was intended. "Like this stuff! People will just think you are a pretty ditzy Waitress, other than a fucked-up Cumwhore like you really are." - Presents, really, were something else. After all, Azzra was going to pay for all this stuff with Tara's money. She was just blowing the shaman's life savings on turning her into a ditzy Fuckslut.

Pfsh, as if Tara even remembered that it was her money that they were spending anyway. All excited about the new clothing and such as she eyed over the shirt and skirt, a big smile on her face as she giggled happily. "Yay! That's..that's good right? I'm still, like, your ditzy bimbo right?" She asked, actually seeming serious with the question as her brain was obviously sharper than ever, nothing at all even close to being wrong or altered. Such a dumb whore. "Thank you lots for all this stuff! Like..Gonna look super hot in that shirt! Wait..do I have..have to like, get a job or something..?" She asked, seeming to be talking about a rather complicated math thing called rent!

Smacking her lips, Azzra carried the goods inside the store to pay for them. A sleezy fat guy sat behind the counter and smiled wickedly as the towering shemale paid for her Fucktoy's things and said to Tara: "My, my, look at you torturing that poor brain of yours by thinking waaaay out of your reach. Just smile and giggle and shake your tits for this nice man who sold us your new clothes. Let me worry about all the other things. Maybe you will get a job. Maybe not. It just doesn't have to matter to you anymore. Just smile and please. That is what you are good for now, remember?"
Azzra generously overpaid the filthy Storekeep by simply handing him Tara's entire gold, thus pissing away the Draenei's savings on a few measly skank clothes. Judging from that, the bubbly Broodmare was going to be sent out into the streets fairly soon. But Azzra didn't mention that yet. Instead she clutched the plain, brown paper bag that contained their shopped goods and turned around. "Let's head back home to try out your new clothes. I am eager to see you in them."

Tara seemed to almost relax after being told that, nodding some happily and giggling, the movement causing those tits to jiggle inside that robe but it still got the point across. "Like..thanks a lot! Thinking is hard.." She muttered, the man ecstatic with his new bag of gold, Tara not even thinking about it as she leaned into Azzra as they walked, the shortstack slut just happy to be so close to her owner. "You're the best.." She said with another bubbly giggle afterward. She was quite ready to get out of the dreary robe and into something that'll let her shake those tits and fat ass around!

While they walked back towards their cozy love nest on the Aldor Rise, Azzra kept her arm wrapped around Tara's bloated, pregnant mid-section and rubbed her glorious breeder belly, which caused the unborn Eredar inside to squirm and struggle. "I might have a small job for you, once you are all dolled up properly. They have this stupid vault back at the Aldor Rise, where they keep fun Toys hidden away. I want those toys, but they would not give them to me, if I asked. But If you could distract the guards a little, I could sneak in and get what I want.", explained the fat-dicked shemale as she closed the door to her quarters behind herself and tossed the brown paper bag on the bed. "Now get dressed in your new stuff. I want to try out the new toys!"

Tara gave a soft coo as the baby within her squirmed about, feeling a small kick as she leaned a bit more onto Azzra for a moment, enjoying the closeness of someone with such a huge cock~ Eyes looking up to Azzra as she spoke, nodding some. "Oh..like, yeah! I can do that." She said with a smile, entering the home before seeing the paper bag tossed onto the bed. "Yes Mistress!" She chirped, going through the bag to get the skirt and shirt, not even bothering to leave the room to change, her massive tits jiggling and bouncing with her movements, her ass thick enough to flick gold coins off with ease. Now wearing the rather tight Princess shirt and the pink shiny skirt as well, this slut was ready!

Casually Azzra sat down on the edge of the bed and pulled the black buttplug with the piggy-snout-clamp out of the bag. Slowly she hiked up her black robe, revealing the gooey, cum-covered mess that her fat, corrupted cock had made against her thighs, since it constantly creamed a steady amount of slick precum out of the huge, bulbous head. With a wicked grin on her black lips, Azzra unshackled her monstrous cock, which slowly rose upright, wobbling and bobbing underneath the weight of it's own fleshy mass. Slowly the shemale started to grind the buttplug against the veiny underside of her gargantuan Slutstuffer, coating it in a thick layer of gooey, green ball snot. "Come here, Piglet. I want you to present your ass to me, so we can try out this new toy. If you are a good Fucksow, I'll feed you some cum, before I send you off to distract those guards."

Tara had been adjusting the skirt just a bit before the heavy wall of musk hit her nose, shuddering hard and letting out a tiny mewl, her thighs quivering as arousal dripped down to the floor in small beads of need. Tara looked over to that massive cock, biting her lower lip and trying not to just leap at it to start sucking. Watching the massive buttplug get coated in older jizz, she nodded some. "B-but..like..i-it's so big.." She mumbled, still however much closer and bending over to show off her fat ass and tight pucker..or..somewhat tight pucker. Ever since Azzra raped her ass it had gotten a bit looser.

"Not nearly big enough.", cooed Azzra with a wide grin. "I plan on growing a lot bigger. And you want to keep up, don't you? Otherwise I will have to get another ass to fuck." Slowly the fat-dicked shemale pressed the messy Butt Plug's pointy tip against Tara's pucker, forcing the warm, gooey plastic inside, stretching her bowels around the lubed-up plastic. Already the twisted corruption of the Fel started to crawl inside Tara's body, seeping out of the cum. The delicious burning feeling crawled through her veins, making her ditzy airhead even lighter and that heavy, pink mist on her thoughts even more dense. Slowly Azzra guided the noose hook's band, which was attached to the base of the butt plug, through Tara's butt crack and across her back. She actually took the time to push the hook underneath the cloth of the black top, so that it would sit tightly against her skin. Lastly, Azzra guided the hook through Tara's hair and down into her nose. Slowly she started to tighten the buckle, dragging Tara's nose back into a lewd snout-shape.


Tara bit her lower lip, feeling that massive buttplug being pressed to her ass, eyes wide as she shook her head. "N-no no! I will! I do wanna keep up!" She said, whining out and afraid Azzra would leave her! Tensing up some as that plug stretched her poor anus out, shivering and letting out a tiny groan as it finally slid inside and the end of the plug was all that was left. Her ass squeezing the plastic hard but the fel soon having her relax and let out another longer moan, cheeks burning with blush now as her cunt was dripping wet down her thigh. Standing still for her owner as she felt the band led between her cheeks, up her back and over her head to pull on her nose. Whimpering slightly as it tugged it up into a snout look, she instinctively tilted her head up to try and relieve some of the pressure but it still tugged hard and made her look like a slutty little pig. "A-aaahn..m-my nose.."

"Your snout.", corrected Azzra with an amused smile. "A pig's nose is called a snout! And you are a pig. A filthy, horny Fuckpig. Just a dumb sow, greedy to feast on Sludge and to pop out more piglets for me." Azzra slapped both her hands against Tara's bloated, soft buttcheeks and gave them a hard squeeze around the savage plug, as she brutally groped her Cumtoy's juicy ass. "And I am going to make sure you are always fat and pregnant for me. So tell me, Fucksow, do you want to be fed some Sludge?" Grinning Azzra dragged one of her fingers across the veiny, cum-soaked underside of her monstrous, black shaft, plowing through the gooey layer of precum there. Obviously the shemale's fat, black balls were painfully swollen after not having orgasmed all night and morning, but still she seemed eager to tease Tara before she fed her.

Tara squirmed softly as that buttplug rested inside her ass, squeezing on the rubber as the fel coursed through her system, though obviously a much smaller hit than most other times. Yelping out loudly at the smack to her fat ass, cheeks jiggling some from impact as two hand-prints soon appeared as marks, groaning out with the harsh squeeze to the stinging cheeks afterward, her arousal trickling down her thigh. "N-nnfh..y-yes Mistress! L-like..I-I'll be your s-stupid fuck sow!" She said, tail curling up in slight discomfort as she still craved that next bit of fel, blinking some at the question as she gave a small pitiful whine and a nod. "L-like..yes Mistress! Mmfh..y-your cumpig a-always wants more nut-sludge.." She said, watching that finger slide through the goopy underlayer of jizz on that massive cock, drool practically gathering at the corners of her mouth with want.

"So show me, Fuckpig. Start slobbering my balls. You may suck up any cum that makes it down there, but you are not allowed to suck my cock. I want you somewhat clearheaded, since I still got a task for you after feeding you and your piglets." Chuckling Azzra grabbed Tara's horns to guide her pig-snout towards the bloated pair of black cum tanks, which were already throbbing and trembling with the pure mass of savage, virile cum they contained. "Push out your tongue, Piggy, and squeal for me.", hissed the shemale as she rubbed Tara's whorish, lewd face across the wrinkly skin of her fat sack. "You are not a shaman anymore. You understand? You are Fucksow now. My Bimbo-Fucksow."

Tara bit her lower lip, grinding her thighs together as Azzra spoke, blinking some with the sudden grip on her horns before she was pushed to her knees in an instant, mouth already open with a tiny bit of drool running down her chin. "Y-yes Mist--rrfh!" Cut off as her face was shoved into those nuts, eyes rolling up some from the sweaty nasty taste, slurping lewdly and letting out pathetic oinks and squeals to please her new owner. Sucking those nuts and really wanting more fel, her hands digging into her own thighs as to not do something without being told to.

"Put your hands on your back, Piglet. I don't want you fingering yourself. Grab your lower arms and hold on to yourself. I want you to really focus on pleasing me. These fat nuts are your whole world from now on. The reason your are still alive.", growled the shemale as she pulled Tara's pathetic Fuckface up and down the sweaty, stinky valley between her bulging cum tanks. Underneath the black, leathery skin legions of virile sperm wiggled and squirmed inside their tight, hot prisons, desperate to be unleashed upon the Draenei's ripe, fertile eggs. Even though the black skin of Azzra's balls was thick and leathery, it was stretched taunt across the densely packed orbs, allowing the stench of pure, potent corruption to crawl through the skin and directly into Tara's nose. Just a single whiff of that divine musk was enough to trigger a pathetic wave of Ovulation in a lowly Broodmare like Tara. Her Owner's fat nuts smelled of superior DNA, urging her body to ready itself to receive Azzra's perfect offspring. Thick flakes of dried, green cum encrusted the heavy pair of divine nuts and broke off as Tara's tongue passed them, filling her mouth with the concentrated taste of old cum.

Tara groaned gently and moved her hands behind her, nails digging into her wrist as her face was smothered in those gigantic testicles, huffing that musk and practically drowning in the overpowering pheromones that shoved her ovaries into overdrive even though she already had children growing inside. Slurping and getting those nuts covered in spit as that corruption practically poured through her nose and snorting that ballsweat. Nearly creaming herself from the taste alone of that disgustingly lewd and insanely overpowering old jizz, flooding her senses with nausea and need for more. Having it turn into musty old stale jizz in her mouth from the spit as the near-tar consistency slowly drooled down her throat. Her cunt drooling wet and making her grind her thighs together while serving her owner. Her new God.

"Good Fucksow. Even if you are dumb as shit, you are still good enough for cleaning my fat balls.", groaned Azzra as she humped her hips up and down to grind those fat Sludge buckets against Tara's messy face and needy mouth. Finally the fat-dicked shemale shoved Tara back and grabbed the base of her monstrous, black cock to angle it downwards, presenting Tara with the throbbing, fist-sized cockhead that drooled a constant stream of that messy, green Slutfood. The thick wart-like nubs that covered the corrupted shaft throbbed with greedy to destroy the slutty Draenei's holes. "Open your fucking Blowjob-Hole and stuff your throat with my cock, Fucksow. I don't want you using your hands for now. Just ram your head on my cock until either your jaw pops or you hit rock bottom. If your jaw pops, you'll keep going anyway. Understood? If there is no cum shooting out of your nostrils by the end, you are doing it wrong."

Tara's tail gave a sudden little wag at the 'praise', her tongue dragging along those gigantic jizzfactories, face covered in the sweat and dried cum from those balls before she was shoved back, panting and whining with the heavenly nuts suddenly not smothering her face! Eyes widening just a little as a tiny whimper of fear left her throat at the sight, her jaw most likely going to pop just from the initial thrust... "Y...y-yes Goddess!" She said, trying to sound enthusiastic, even though she was left in a mixture of pure servitude spiced with fear. Opening her mouth wide, she planted her lips against the drooling bitch-breaker's tip, feeling that her jaw would have to open further.. Pressing hard and making sure to not scrape her teeth on it, she was unable to shove it down! That is..until one particularly straining push and her jaw snapped with a sickening crack, a squeal of agony leaving the jizz-dump of a draenei before shoving that meat down her throat further, gagging horridly and just trying to serve her perfect owner. Probably doing more damage to herself along the way~ Her hands digging into her thighs as she just barely pulled back before shoving back down even further, trying to go until her twin masters were pressed against her chin.

"That's it. Good Fucksow. Nice and easy.", cooed Azzra with a smug smile. Casually she placed her hands on Tara's horns but did not actually put any pressure on her new bimbo-slave. Heavy chunks of that nasty, disgusting demon jizz oozed out of Azzra's fat cock as it scraped down Tara's gullet and left a streak of burning corruption. It wasn't much Fel cum that made it's way into the Draenei Cumwhore's body this way, since Azzra still wanted Tara clear-headed to distract those guards. Even so the heavy globs of cum pushed their corrupted energy into Tara's body and brought that high that only Fel can give: Her entire body suddenly became more sensitive to pain and pleasure and the throbbing, pulsing head of her Mistress' fat cock seemed to become more powerful and intense with her heightened awareness. The whole universe shrank down to Azzra's cock and the bloated, reeking balls at the base. With each passing inch that Tara made it down that gargantuan shaft, those fat Seed-Tanks throbbed with anticipation and pleasure. Tara was doing good! Her Masters told her so by feeding her lots of tasty sludge! Once the Draenei-Fuckcow's slutty lips touched base on her groin, Azzra hooked one of her fingers underneath the rubber band for her noosehook to tighten it even more, dragging the filthy piglet's snout even higher. "Gooood...", cooed the vicious she-stud. "Now suck and snort, Piggy. I want you to get a good, hard whiff off your Twin-Masters before I send you staggering to those guards!"

A wet gurgle was what came in response to Azzra's praise, tail wagging like a little happy bitch as she choked that meat down, almost wishing Azzra would just take her horns and shove. Guzzling that thick goo as it pushed into her gullet made her tense up tight for a few moments before seeming to relax, falling into that hazy stupor as she pushed down further onto that meat, swallowing and sliding further, ignoring the pain in her jaw to please her newfound deity. Her eyes glowed bright emerald now, though unfocused as she could practically only focus on that giant cunt-wrecker. Soon those plump dickpillows pressed against the base, air running low but she didn't care, she had that perfect fel-tar. Bringing her somewhat back to reality was Azzra's tug on the rubber band, making her nose even higher and more pig like as she gave small snorts and tiny squeals, pulling back and shoving that meat down her throat over and over, gagging and snorting like a little animal, barely getting air in and only able to smell that perfect mind-melting musk of her Goddess.

Azzra groaned in pleasure and rolled her head in her neck as she savoured the feeling of her ditzy, airheaded cumwhore choking herself out on that twisted horsecock. The massive flare of her virile godcock scraped Tara's stomach while she was fed a slow and steady dribble of slob. Azzra took a deep and exhausted breath that sounded like a sigh before she dragged Tara's whorish head off her meaty fuckpole by pulling on those horns. A heavy wave of vile throat-slobber got dredged back out of Tara's dumb face and splattered all over the lewd PRINCESS-Top, soiling the new clothes. Without a word of warning, Azzra slapped her dumb Bitch across the face, giving her a ringing head and the sound of *thwack* to fill her head. "Stupid cunt! You can't distract the guards all soiled in fel-spunk! Look what you did!" Azzra snorted in contempt as she shoved Tara away and grabbed her fat, reeking balls. "Go, get changed! I'll keep this load fermenting in my balls until you deserve it. You know the entrance to the vaults? The guard post there? Once you no longer look like a fucking demon-whore, I want you to get your fat ass there and distract the guards. At least for half an hour. But you won't fuck them. You belong to me. Meet me back here afterwards." Even with her throbbing cock still rock-hard and her bloated balls swollen and ready to release their load, Azzra's desire for power was bigger than her desire for release.

Tara's vision blurred, blackening as she slurped weakly on that fat dick, looking more like a lewd animal than anything resembling a person. Her belly nice and burning with fel as she drank every drop that was pumped into her. Shuddering as Azzra slowly pulled that massive dick out from her throat, unable to contain the load of throat slime soon pouring out and onto her top, ruining it with a mixture of fel-spunk and throat slime! Gasping in air before that harsh ringing slap sent stars in her eyes, crying out and sniffling some, a rather finely detailed handprint appearing on her cheek. "I-I'm sorry Mistress!" She whined, falling back as she was pushed, those gigantic melons bouncing in the shirt. "B..b-but Mistress, I don't have any o-other clothes.." She said, barely even registering that she went out with Azzra earlier and bought plenty. After a nice dose of fel, she didn't need to know anything!

Tara was dressed in an even lewder shirt than before, pink with bright, almost sparkling, letters that read "Keep Staring~" She made her way to the guard posted in the entrance to the vaults, pretending to be lost and wondering where to go! Or..something. Man, I wish I could suck the guard's dick already..

The guards - two burly Draenei Men - were surprisingly eager to explain the way to the tavern to Tara. Multiple times. In various different ways. The busty Draenei seemed to have problems grasping the concepts of time and space, but the two men didn't seem to mind at all to repeat themselves. This was really odd, since a few weeks back, the same guys would probably have been very annoyed with having to help some clueless shaman. Behind the two of them loomed the dark entrance to the vaults and Azzra's shadow slipped in there, only to return a few minutes later, carrying a small bag on her back. Despite the fact that the two guys were pretty friendly and decently looking something was off. Flirting with them wasn't just quite as thrilling as being abused by Azzra. They lacked the additional thrill of the Fel. They were just guys. Sure, their dicks were probably fat and juicy, but they couldn't provide Tara with a fix!

Tara didn't know! She hasn't felt the pangs of withdrawal yet and she still always loved a good fuck. Though after about the fifth "Uh.." and the third "I think I get it.." She giggled again, those massive tits jiggling in her shirt before she gave each a big hug. "Like, thanks a bunch!" Even if her urges were to pleasure every cock she could, she had a near instinctive need to follow Azzra's command. Azzra said not to do it, so she didn't. She walked off in those tight shorts, tail swishing some as her fat ass swayed side to side with her natural gait. Heading back toward Azzra's place again...after getting lost for reals this time and slowly doing a trial and error around the area she knew Azzra lived, she made it back home! Hooray!

The door wasn't closed, since Azzra wasn't sure anymore if Tara could still operate a doorknob. The lights were dimmed and the corrupted shemale stood in front of a table, which was cluttered with carious objects. The books that had been resting on the table before had been brutally tossed to the ground, like mere trash. "A, Fuckpig. You are back.", cooed the shemale without looking up from her loot. "Drop to your knees and crawl over here, piggy. I still have to pick which to use first." Chuckling the towering Eredar picked a heavy, black iron chain off the table. It was forged from pitch-black metal and adorned with crimson spikes, like thorns growing out of the fel iron. Lazily she tossed the artefact in front of Tara, before unbuttoning her robe. Once the shemale tossed the cloth aside, she revealed her lean, muscular body and those pitch-black balls... that had changed. They had already been huge before, but now they were swollen to almost twice the size, making them as huge as melons. The veins that covered them were bulging and... glowing in the neon-green of the fel. Apparently keeping in loads wasn't a healthy thing to do when the cum was corruptive poison. "Take that chain and drape it around my balls. Not too tight, mind you, just so that it'll stay there on it's own. This is a Siphon. It turns pain into power. Not my pain, obviously..." Azzra smiled.

Tara, after about the third time she's realized she's not in Azzra's place, finally happens upon the open door, turning the knob anyway because noticing things is hard. Her tail gave a little wag of excitement as her Mistress referred to her. "Yes Mistress!" She said in a bubbly voice, quickly dropping to crawl over to Azzra, watching that chain fall to the ground before blushing heavily at seeing her owner's massive nuts! Tail unable to help but wag like an excited puppy as she nodded some, carefully holding the chain and lightly draping it over those giant nuts, near the base so it would stay put! "Pain into power..then who's pain?" She asked, seeming serious... Obviously the brain-draining was quite effective!

"Good girl. I'll show you in a moment.", cooed the gargantuan shemale while she reached down to pet Tara's empty little head. The heavy chain didn't drag her bloated nuts down even a little, since they were so impossibly tight with thick, corrupted seed that they barely could move inside the overstretched sack. "Bend over the edge of this table and I'll show you some of the other toy's I stole. Present your ass to me. Don't bother taking off your top for now, you don't even need to be naked for this. But I am sure you'll love it." Casually Azzra picked up something from the table that looked like a wooden fan, carved out of pitch-black wood but engraved with glowing, red runes. It looked like something from the boudoir of a particularly decadent succubus.

Tara smiled some at the praise, always enjoying pets and simple praise seemed to keep her in line easily. Tail giving a happy wag. Tilting her head a bit in confusion before nodding, curious as to what it could be. Usually fun things happened naked! "Like, yes Mistress!" Bending herself over the table, she presented her fat azure ass and dripping wet slit, idly shaking it side to side, looking ahead and wondering what her Mistress could possibly be holding! Artifacts are weird.

Slowly Azzra pressed the solid, red wood against Tara's fat, bare ass. The strange material felt oddly warm to the touch, like the pleasant stone of a chimney. Azzra moved the wooden plate across the soft, wobbly fuckflesh of Tara's ass in slow, steady circles. Gradually the wood got hotter and hotter, passing on from pleasant and comfortable to hot, to searing to biting. But Tara's skin didn't start to blister. The sensations were purely magical and did not use real heat, the artefact merely forced the illusion of sensation onto Tara's poor ass. Chuckling Azzra pulled back the paddle to grant her Toy a moment of release from the searing heat... before she brought it back down with a loud and painful *smack* that sent the Draenei Fuckcow's jiggly ass wobbling like a pile of jam. As the wood connected with her body again, the heat was gone. Instead the sensation of a powerful electric jolt arched through Tara's body, as if she had lust licked a battery. "Lift your tail, Fucksow. I want to see your plugged asshole while I work your worthless ass to a pretty pink. You like pink, don't you?"


Tara's tail curled softly at the feeling of the warm wood pressed against her fat rump, letting out a tiny murr as it just felt warmer and warmer~ So nice and..a-and hot! Too warm! Squirming uncomfortably as it passed from the warm to hot, small whimpers leading up to squeals and whines of pain, the heat searing her poor ass and making her feel like she was sitting on a grill! Shifting her hips, unable to stop her body from trying to get away from the pain before Azzra mercifully pulled back, her tail lowering some and leaving her panting just a tiny bit. That first smack was always the worst, her ass sent bouncing and jiggling with the hit, the jolt making her arch her back and squeal out like a struck mutt, left whimpering in pain as her tail curled up on itself. "Y...y-yes Mistress.." She whined, slowly lifting her tail up, that fat plug still stuck inside as her ass turned a lovely shade of blue~ Little did Tara know, her ass would never be pink! Blue blooded aliens~ "I-I do!" She said, always telling her owner the truth! She loved pink..

As the paddle hit poor Tara's wobbly, fat slave-ass, Azzra tensed and took a deep breath. That gruesome, demonic chain began to tighten itself around the base of her fat balls, not crushing or hurting them, but merely enough to hold firmly to Azzra's body. A shiver ran down the black-skinned Draenei's frame as she felt the first small wave of power rippling through her flesh. With a merciless smile on her black lips Azzra reached out to tighten the buckle that controlled the rubber leash which connected Tara's noosehooks with her buttplug. Slowly she clicked it several times, shortening the band and thus forcing Tara to arch her back and lift her fat jugs off the table and present her throbbing pig-ass. Then followed the blows. Azzra's brutal slaps were hard and fast, she didn't even give Tara's fat ass enough time to rebound completely from one blow before she smacked the next one on it. Whenever it made contact with her skin, the paddle unleashed a wave of heat into her flesh, to add to the warmth of that brutal spanking. With her left hand wielding the paddle Azzra reached out with the other to brutally shove two of her fingers into Tara's juicy mouth and thus plug her cryhole. She didn't want the fat-asses fucksow's whining to attract any unwanted attention.



Left panting and whining in pain, her ass stung and the rest of her body felt electrified, heart already starting to thump in her chest before she heard a few clicks and the pressure on her nose was too much, arching her back more and ending with her tits barely touching the table. Pressure on her belly now as her ass squeezed the plug, whimpering in fear before squealing out like a stuck pig several times over, her cunt oozing arousal as her ass stung in pain, now making her form warm and feeling a burning sting in her throbbing ass. Her scream muffled by the fingers in her mouth, whimpering in pain and suckling on them like she would a cock. Her mouth sucking particularly hard with a spank, tears streaming down her cheeks. Her ass was a deep blue, covered in bruises~

"Oh, why are you crying?", cooed Azzra while she casually finger-fucked the vapid goatslut's mouth. The constant, wet *slap, slap, slap* of the repeated spanks echoed over her words and mocked the question. "You are a dumb Fuckpig and pig-meat needs to be tenderized! So you really should be happy instead of all mopey!" Finally the barrage of beatings stopped... only to allow the blood to flow back into Tara's abused ass, unleashing a whole new wave of stinking pain. Casually Azzra turned the paddle in her hand and began to caress the blue-skinned fuckslut's rear with the other side... which radiated a crispy and blessed cold that soothed her poor, beaten-up ass. Slowly Azzra climbed onto the edge of the table, before pulling her fingers out of Tara's facecunt with a wet *plop*. Instead she shoved the pre-coated head of her equine bitchtamer against the vapid Cumdumps pretty face. "Here, stuff your mouth with this while I finish preparing you for your fist real assfucking. Did you ever take it up the shitter before? Or is your ass just used to beatings so far?"

Tara gave a small mewl of pain in response, her ass burning in agony as each new smack jerked her body forward, tail curled tightly around her waist as her ass jiggled and bounced, thoroughly just bruised all over as it nearly began to go numb before Azzra stopped, the rush of blood hitting and making Tara squirm and writhe in pain. "N-nnfh..mmh.." Relaxing slightly against the cold soothing paddle, drool dribbling down her chin just a little before swallowing the excess spit around those fingers, wiping her eyes some before her mouth was freed. Not a moment after, that fat meat was shoved right into her face, grinding the pre-covered head all over and giving her a nice layer of pre-fel around her face. "I-i..n-nnfh..y-you already f-fucked my ass.." She mumbled, her poor abused ass aching and throbbing with a slightly dulled pain. After answering, however, she was quite quick on opening her mouth and taking the head of that fat dick into her mouth, suckling on it for the fel like a newborn does on it's mother's teat.

"Oh trust me, Bimbo, that wasn't fucking. That was before I got my new Toys!" With a hard and brutal flick of her wrist, Azzra turned the paddle around to spank the searing hot side against Tara's abused ass again. At the same time she brutally shifted all of her weight on the fat-titted bimbo-whore's face to crush down her throat and tear at the joints of her jaw. By now a steady stream of power dribbled into Azzra's body through the magical chain. The shemale's black muscles began to throb and pules underneath her skin, as well as her fat, black cock in that dicksleeve Tara called a throat. The bloated shaft grew thicker and longer with each beat of the shemale's black heart. It strained and creaked against the vapid fucktoy's throat as well as her jaw, while Tara was fed a steady dribble of vile, corrupted precum. "Gnh... fuck. You see that? You being the pathetic pain-slut you are, makes me stronger! Oh, you are in for so much delicious suffering...", groaned the cruel she-stud while she continued to smack Tara's fat ghetto-booty. The thick, swollen warts that covered the entire length of her mutated, corrupted cock pulsed with growth and began to swell bigger as well. Finally some of them exploded with a gusting wave of corrupted fluids, only to unleash small, wiggling tendrils with pointed tips that drooled thick beads of the corrupted shemale-cum down Tara's gullet in even bigger quantities.

Tara's eyes started as empty little light green lights in her head, staring upward at Azzra before widening as she squealed out with the spank and sudden ram into her throat, gagging helplessly and guzzling that pre down. The magical corruption within that disgusting green goo burned her body and made her shake with pure lust, drooling around Azzra's slowly growing mass of cock, her jaw creaking and joints groaning as she was very quickly reaching her breaking point! Each smack on her ass made her jolt, each beat of that heart made her jaw cry out in agony, the horrific warts popping open and drooling more of that disgustingly delicious pre down her throat and into her belly. Her eyes glowed brighter and more verdant, her cries of pain and discomfort quieting while more lewd moans left her, even with all the painful stretching, she loved it when it came from her perfect flawless owner. Every ounce of her trust was misplaced in Azzra, that broken little whore always just looking for her next fix from her twin masters!

With a loud and messy *shlurp* Azzra dagged her newly mutated, fat godcock out of Tara's broken face to casually slap it against her pretty face. The thick, wiggling tendrils that sprouted across the veiny shaft of the mutated Bitchatmer wormed across the Draenei's face with pure, corrupted greed. Two of them even hooked themselves to the fertile Fucksow's hooked nostrils to squirt thick jets of gooey, corrupted Ball Snot right up her nostrils. Azzra grinned wickedly as she spunked the dumb bimbo's brain, but ultimately she enjoyed other games more. Holding on to one of Tara's horns, the twisted shemale lifted the paddle to brutally slap it across Tara's whorish face, shattering her jaw with a sickening *crack* while waves of pain exploded through the drugged-up whore's brain. Only the twisted Force of the Fel would keep her from passing out. "You can drool like a fucking moron while I break your ass. When I am done with you, you'll need that plug to keep your asshole stuffed. But once you are knocked up, there is really no fucking reason for me to bother with your cunt... unless I want to stuff some more whelps in your belly." Chuckling the vicious shemale climbed the table to step behind Tara. The wooden piece of furniture groaned and creaked under her growing weight.

Tara shuddered and coughed up that thick goo, the green fel drooling out her nose and between those fat cock-pillow lips. Wincing as her face was caressed and fondled by those tentacles before the two shoved up her nose with a squeal from the whore before a heavy blast of fel pumped straight up her nose and into her brain, making her tense up and gag before ultimately going limp, drooling some as she had to focus hard on even just breathing, her whole form just forcibly lax and blitzed out. Her eyes lazily looking to Azzra before widening with the bone-snapping crack across her jaw, screaming out in agony as her cunt squeezed around nothing, squirting and making a mess as Tara was left a groaning and babbling mess, unable to make most words or sounds as she just sounded more like a bumbling retard. The fel fueling her energy somewhat to keep her alive and conscious as she coughed and drooled out down her chin, unable to close her mouth anymore. Whimpering like a terrified mutt as she heard the table groaning and creaking, tail so tightly curled up around her it was painful.

Azzra went on her knees behind the busty bimbo whore, even though the table continued to wobble and creak underneath their combined weight. Without any mercy or pity, Azzra grabbed the base of Tara's fat buttplug to brutally drag it out of the bubbly painslut's ass. As it came free with a lewd *plop* the vicious shemale rubbed one of her huge, black hands against Tara's soaking wet pussy. "Fucking whore! You are getting off on this, aren't you? You love every second of being a disgusting piece of trash that only lives to take abuse and breedings!" Snorting in contempt, Azzra tossed the plug away, thus also releasing Tara's nosehooks. The relief was short-lived however, as Azzra immediately jammed her feral, bloated demon cock against Tara's gaping asshole. The shemale had absolutely no understanding of her own strength and immediately rammed that throbbing Whoremonger deep into Tara's bowels, viciously raping her ass open and pumping sick globs of thick, corrupted precum into her belly. Immediately Tara's womb began to throb and the unborn inside grew with twisted and unholy speed, feasting on the corruption of their Daddy's tainted cock. Azzra's fat, cum-bloated balls throbbed against Tara's wet pussy and the glowing, green veins radiated an intense heat, matching that of the Draenei's lewd breeding slot.

Tara let out a scared whine, her brain awash in a nice bubblegum pink haze but her jaw throbbed with every movement, pain lancing through the fog like a hidden cavalier against a blind dragon. Feeling the slight tug to her buttplug as Azzra grasped it, she gave another small wheezing moan before squealing out like a stuck pig as that buttplug was forcibly pulled out her ass, her nose hooks tugging even tighter on her nose before finally going lax, that gaping wide hole baring her azure intestines to Azzra's eye. That cunt Azzra rubbed on was soaked, easily covering it in her slutty arousal as she shook her head. "N...o-ooh..nooh.." She struggled to say, though her brain was just completely blitzed out. At least she could scream out when that gigantic cock shoved it's way inside her, the massive amount of strength behind it meant that in half a second, her intestines were filled to the bursting point and -deep-. Feeling the demonic children in her womb shudder and squirm as they began swelling out her belly more-so, the pre that shoved into Tara's belly was practically audible over the soundless scream that forced all the air from Tara's lungs, drooling and letting out small wheezing gasps as her ass was broken over Azzra's huge dick.

Azzra reached over her curvy Fucktoy's body to grab one of Tara's horns with her left hand. This gave her the leverage to slowly fuck up her vapid cumwhore's bowels with steady, hard rolls of her muscle-bound hips. With her right hand the cruel shemale brought the enchanted paddle down on the ditzy Broodmare's fat ass whenever she had pulled out far enough so that her colossal balls and her own body were no longer blocking out all of the dumb Cum-Addict's jiggly ass. "You feel that, Spunkdumpster? That's our babies begging for food! You want to be a good mommy, right? You don't want them to go hungry!", cooed the vicious shemale with a cruel smile. Even with her Bitchtamer pistoning back and forth inside Tara's bowels, her pain still seeped into Azzra's flesh. Already her muscles had begin twitching in a slow, steady pace as they swelled bigger and fuller. Even her horns seemed to grow, arching additional milimeters into the air. Being a mercifully Mistress, Azzra even funnelled some of her power back into Tara's body: That abused ass started to pulse with a steady, warm throb that ran along with the pulsing pain: The alien sensation of growth. Even as the paddle slapped down with *splat, splat, splat*, the meaty ass began to flesh out more and more, changing the pitch of the sound slightly with each passing second.

Tara shuddered and groaned out as her ass was broken in once again, the toy having gaped it somewhat but nothing prepared her for the massive insertion that was Azzra's cock. Her back arched and her fat tits presented as her horn was grabbed, yelping out with each harsh slam of the paddle on her bruised aching ass, drool dribbling down her chin with each panting gasp. Her womb shifted and the children inside were practically begging for the corruption that was in Azzra's massive nuts. The disgustingly thick pre pumped into her bowels, causing those eyes to continue glowing bright green. Feeling every spank differ, her ass growing fatter and rounder and soon her hips grew to match the size, giving her the wide breeding hips of a slutty cow while that paddle rammed against her poor abused skin, knocking the air from her lungs while her ass squeezed and milked that fat monster of a dick. Her cunt squeezed down on nothing before squirting her clear girl-cum, the breeding pig cumming from the intense pain and suffering she was forced to experience~

Azzra moaned in delight as she hammered her wide, strong hips back and forth to viciously rape the pathetic Fuckdoll's fat Mare-Ass. Casually Azzra tossed the enchanted paddle down on the table, next to Tara's fat-fucked body. The towering she-stud was monstrously big by now. She had already lorded over the chubby little Shortstack before, but now she was truly monstrous and over two and a half-meters talls, every inch packed with bulging muscles and throbbing veins. A throaty laugh escaped her massive, glorious chest as the Eredar reached around Tara's head to hook two fingers of each hand in Tara's broken mouth and pull back on the corners of her lips. Fishhooking the busty Asswhore like a dumb, brain-less carp, Azzra forced her to arch her back even more, while she pumped squirt after squirt of toxic precum into her bowels. By now the bloated, fat Breeder-Belly had grown enough to drag across the table's rough, wooden surface, while the painslut just whimpered for more. "Fucking pathetic Asswhore! Getting off on being completely wrecked! You were already born as a Slave-Pig, you just didn't know it till you met me.", taunted Azzra as she focused her will to send a twisted spike of Fel-Magic into Tara's body. The glowing, green light in the bubbly Fuckslut's eyes suddenly froze and changed it's colour. Following Azzra's twisted vision for her dumb punching-bag-slut, those huge, teary eyes turned into a bright, neon-pink. Of course the corruption was still there, but form now on it would manifest in pink on Tara. Brain-dead Cumwhores didn't deserve to wear the Fel-Green of their Owners and Masters.

Tara shuddered and wheezed as her insides were brutally stretched by that massive bitch-breaker of a cock, her ass tightly spread around Azzra's fuck-stick, the paddle hitting the ground barely registered in her cracked mind, the only thing she did notice was that her ass wasn't jiggling as much in pure agony. Her master easily doubling her size by now as she was still the same slutty short brood-mare, just with a fatter, more bruised ass right now. Crying out uselessly as tears streamed down her face when Azzra pulled on her mouth, her jaw screaming at her brain in agony as she couldn't do a thing but attempt to scream back through the viciously thick pink haze in her brain. Her mind going back and forth between fully broken and primal need to escape, though with more and more fel pumped into her, the primal side barely even got a moment before being taken over by the limp over-dosed magic. Her eyes quickly snapping like a light turning on to a bright pink. Her belly getting cut somewhat on the rough table, a tiny bit of her blood starting to rub onto the wood while her mindless grunts and drool poured down her slutty chest. Her back cracking somewhat from the hard arching, the arch tight enough that above her dome of a belly, Azzra could make out a bulge still pushing out that was her gigantic ass-destroyer.

While Azzra held her pathetic Broodmare's whorish mouth open, to force Tara to drool all over her fat, bloated Mommy Melons, the vicious she-stud pounded her arm-sized cock home in her abused ass once more. Those seed-laden, cum-churning balls bounced against Tara's bruised ass once more, but Azzra kept herself hilted now. The swollen, black nuts trembled and throbbed against the sensitive skin of the Draenei-Slave-Goat's sore tush and it felt like they were in fact rumbling and throbbing, due to the massive amounts of vicious, green spunk that churned around inside in an endless, twisted stream. Finally they jutted upwards in their heavy sack to unleash that poisonous wave of glorious spunk. The pure girth of Azzra's twisted cock had stretched Tara's puny asshole into an obscene O-shape and it only got worse as that first batch of spunk passed through the overstretched valve, since it made Azzra's cock buckle and swell even bigger. With a muffled but audible *splotsh* the first wave of neon-green fel-gunk epxploded deep into Tara's bowels, filling her up with the searing, pure heat of corruption. The Young inside her womb immediately reacted and squirmed in delight, as they received more and more perverted food. But Azzra wasn't done. More and more thick, perverted fel-spunk surged out of the glorious body of the unholy fertility-goddess, only to end up plastering Tara's bowels, filling up every inch of her insides before spilling over.

Tara shuddered and drooled, tears streaming down her face as she couldn't speak a word with that broken jaw, grunting and groaning like some kind of animal as drool dripped down her fat tits and onto the table. Her arms unable to even support herself anymore as her tits ended up squished against the table, holding her up somewhat with her massive belly as well. A high pitched and pained squeal leaving the slut as Azzra rammed balls-deep, staying that way and making Tara give little mewls and squirms before finally those gigantic churning nuts unleashed the fel-infused hell inside them onto Tara's insides. Flooding her with the first shot, her intestines bloated with seed as it shot all the way into her belly, most of her insides straightened from Azzra's massive cock so there wasn't much room -to- her stomach. Quickly flooding up and into her belly before finally it shot out of her nose and throat like some kind of twisted hose, her body just overfilled with everything as all her stomach acid and food got purged from her body, only Azzra's jizz remaining inside while the rest got expelled onto the ground. Tara completely unable to keep it all inside her, soon even just passing out completely from the gigantic overdose of fel, her brain a poor mush, pink and needy as that definitely fried the last of what she used to be. She'd have to feed on fel and if she ever, for whatever reason, tried to quit fel, she'd end up dying.

Azzra let out a breath of relief as she dragged her monstrous cock from Tara's broken asshole, unplugging the freshly filled Spunkdumpster. A nasty wave of reeking gunk surged out of her bowels and splattered to the ground, filling the quarters with more and more vicious ball-stench. By now Azzra had grown to a monstrous size. Her body itself loomed over Tara, over two and a half meters tall. By now the mousy mage's body was gone, replaced by that of a savage amazon, packed with bulging muscles, as if she had spent her entire life on the battlefield. Safe for her gorgeous, bloated tits that looked like bolted onto her muscular frame, she had become all steel and very little velvet. The shemale's fat nuts were the size of melons by now and only the fact that her strong thighs were even thicker allowed her to stand upright. That drooling, half-erect fuckpole was now longer and thicker than a man's whole arm, whenever it was fully erect. "That felt good.", cooed the twisted Shemale as she stretched herself. Now that her need to breed was stated for the moment, she had lost almost all interest in Tara. Casually she strolled around the drugged-up Cumwhore to start rummaging in a nearby drawer to fetch a small healing potion. Obviously Tara's body was way too stuffed with cum to drink anything for now, but Azzra wanted to make sure that they would be able to fix Tara's broken jaw eventually. So she just placed the small bottle in front of the zoned-out cumdumpster before she strolled out of the room to seek some more fun for the night, while Tara was out.

Tara was completely unconscious, her body still absorbing the fel, but even then her ass was still overflowing with jizz, the green goo pouring from between her cock-pillows and out her nose. Coughing weakly and wheezily panting, her body was just made for fucking and nothing else, a light breeze knocking this whore off balance. Hours and hours would pass, enough for nearly half a day to go by before Tara would even gurgle, her muscles nearly non-existent, tail limp. Drool adding to the pool as her babies were quite sated with fel, having nearly doubled in size as they were going to be quite the large births, nearly adult size already! The added fel definitely twisted their growth as they were muscled and strong, ready to force their way out of Tara's fuckhole when they felt like it.

The unholy litter of fel-spawn seemed to like it in Tara's belly, since there was no sign of labour yet. Azzra spent her day prowling the seedy bars of Shattrath, testing out her new strength and potency on the unsuspecting whore there. While Tara drooled her brains out on that table at Azzra's place, the vicious she-stud got a whole row of skanks pregnant and hooked on Fel-Spunk. Of course she didn't take any of them home with her. That honour was reserved for Tara. For now. But if Azzra continued like that, she'd soon be King-Pimp of an army of cum-craving whores... most of which formerly had been paladins or priestesses, since the Eredar had quite a fetish for these types. Eventually the vicious shemale returned home. Her monstrous musk announced her arrival even before she pushed her massive frame through the door. She frowned in disapproval as she found Tara like she had left her. "The fuck? You STILL out? What a worthless pile of Trash you are. I need you to fucking please me, not droop around like a gutted fish. If you can't fucking take care of my needs, I gotta find myself some new Toys. You don't want that, right?" Azzra didn't care if Tara understood her. She just needed to vent.

Tara was still mostly out of it when Azzra got home, though the musk definitely woke up up some as she whined and squirmed, her belly having gotten so big she couldn't actually move off the table from how weak she was, the potion just out of reach as her jaw still was broken. Letting out small animal-like groans and whines when she saw Azzra, whimpering at the sudden yelling, it was obvious that Tara was still pretty out of it. High off the fel, it still oozed from her gaping broken ass, her eyes widening at the prospect of Azzra finding other sluts to fuck, she shook her head and..well, regretted that immediately with the sudden pain in her jaw before uselessly trying to talk, ending up just sounding like some kind of retarded dribbling spunkdumpster.

"Useless Fuckwhore.", muttered Azzra with open anger as she grabbed the potion and pinched Tara's cum-crusted nostrils shut in order to force-feed the slut her medicine. It had been hours since their fuck, so hopefully there was now enough room in the Fucksow's belly for one healing potion. If not, Azzra was prepared to make her Spunkdumpster buttchug the thing. If the potion worked, it would not only restore Tara's jaw, but also clear part of the high that immobilized her. Grunting in contempt, Azzra hissed: "If you are going to be weak and broken for half a day after I fuck you, you are not going to be a useful Pet. I'll have to get others. Maybe I should just enslave one of the Aldor Priestesses, she could heal your sorry ass whenever I am done with you, so that I can break you all over again." A wicked smile crawled onto Azzra's lips. That idea had a certain charm. Though she would have to be really careful about not breaking that Priestess too. But then again, priestesses were cheap. If she broke that one, she could always get a new one! The greed and evil of the Fel had taken deep roots within Azzra and were now directing her every thought. That sweet, kind mage she had been once was gone.

Tara couldn't exactly do much to resist, gulping and guzzling the potion down, her belly having absorbed most of the cum already that hadn't burst out of her ass or throat, so it was just the huge twins inside her and the...oh, seems something was overlooked as not only did her jaw mend and snap itself into place, but a few other bones near her hips snapped and mended again as well. Seems Azzra snapped her hips somewhat with the powerfuck! Tara swallowed the rest of her drool and wiped it off her face. "L-like..thank you, Mistress.." She mumbled, her voice dry, squirming and trying to get closer to nuzzle into those nuts, but those damned twins practically pinned her to the table as they were nearly the size of two adult draenei inside this poor shortstack's womb. Tara was incredibly hesitant to accept another stupid slut into the mix, but understood that she wasn't performing up to par anymore and that priest could just..leave after the birthing and junk, right? That yummy cummy was hers to choke and guzzle down...

Azzra snorted in contempt as she brutally slapped away Tara's face from her fat, bulging nuts. "Not without permission, you fat Fucksow!", snarled the Eredar as her handprint throbbed on Tara's jaw. Luckily for the dumb pig, she hadn't struck hard enough to shatter that jaw all over again. "You are really not sufficient. But since you were my first Bitch, I am sentimental about wrecking your worthless holes as much as possible." Musing out loud the naked Eredar She-Stud began to walk up and down in the room tapping her chin with one of her long, razor-sharp claws. "I guess I'll just have to fix your body! Really, your mind is fine. You are as dumb and demure as anyone could want. But that worthless body keeps getting in your way..." Casually Azzra stepped closer again and placed her two huge hands against Tara's cum-stained cheeks. The Eredar's hands were now large enough to easily cup her head. Slow waves of fel magic began to ripple through Tara's flesh, radiating from Azzra. First of all she changed the way that the Fel's High affected her little Jizz-Junkie. So far Tara had always been pacified by an overdose of jizz. Now she was going to try the opposite effect: Getting high on spunk would actually increase Tara's arousal and giddiness.

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Tara yelped out in pain, tears springing to her eyes as the stinging smack throbbed on her cheek, an easily seen bruise soon appearing as she listened to Azzra. Biting her lower lip some as she watched Azzra continue pacing, listening and feeling a bit of dread at first, thinking she was going to get rid of her! Before relaxing just a little as her owner went on, feeling Azzra cup her cheeks, her hands gigantic compared to Tara's form, feeling like Azzra could simply crush her head at a moment's notice, feeling that immense power behind every movement before..before those waves of magic began flowing through her head, changing her brain chemistry at the base level. Those eyes permanently a nice bubblegum pink, her muscles non-existent just so she had literally no chance of fighting Azzra back, her mind now taking a more amorous relationship with fel, acting like a stimulant instead of a depressant~ Beginning to feel some form of pressure on her back, two spots on either side of her spine and one just above her fat blue ass, but she wasn't entirely sure what Azzra was going for specifically, just looking up at her and letting out a tiny mewl of fear.

"That's it, you worthless bimbo fuckslave. Feel that? This is me, redesigning your body into something not quite as worthless.", rumbled the massive Eredar as she continued to dump waves of corruptive magic into Tara's body. The strange pressure at the base of Tara's spine eventually extended into her short, useless Draenei-Tail and made it itch. Slowly it began to grow longer and longer, without growing any thicker. The tip began to thicken, though, and eventually formed a cute little spade. Tara's hooves changed as well, though the vapid Cumwhore wouldn't be able to feel that, since the hooves had no nerves. But the heels of those hooves began to lengthen and thin at the same time, to form some whorish stiletto-heels. Tara would have to learn how to walk all over with those whorish eight-inch-heels, permanently attached to her legs. Of course, she wouldn't be doing a lot of walking in her near future. The pressure on her shoulders suddenly evaporated with a loud and audible *ratsh*, as two large, bat-like wings... in neon-pink... exploded out of her shoulders and suddenly entered Tara's awareness. She could flap and control them, of course. But with her womb packed full of Eredar, she couldn't lift off. Too fat to fly. Content with the first wave of Changes, Azzra released her Toy from her grip and instead shoved those fat, stinking balls right into Tara's face. "Now thank me properly for not dumping your worthless ass. I didn't have to change you, to suit my needs. I could have just picked up a real Succubus instead of bothering with you!"

Tara groaned out, unable to do anything but take every ounce of that demonic energy, flooding her form and continuing to change her. Her tail wagging and curling a bit at the tip before growing out more and more, bulging at the tip before making a nice spade. Feeling a tingling in her ankles but nothing more past that, she didn't exactly focus on one thing or another as she got what were essentially bimbo slut heels for her hooves. Suddenly a surprised yelp left her as the pressure on her back and shoulders exploded outward, her big pink wings flapping out! Left panting softly, testing out her new wings before tensing up, tail straightening and wings flaring out as she let out a muffled moan. Instantly slurping and sucking those nuts without even being told to, her slut-hole leaking arousal immediately as she began snorting that nutsweat and guzzling down the filth covering her owner's nuts.

With a grim smile on her black lips, Azzra reached out to grab her Fuckwhore's new pink wings to use them as just another set of handlebars to drag the brain-dead Bimbo-Succubus against the sweaty, throbbing skin of her grime-encrusted nuts. Taking deep and powerful breaths that rippled all the way down to those fat seed-tanks, Azzra rolled her wide, strong hips to grind those musky Seedchurners against Tara's whorish mouth. "Oh... I don't think I am done with you yet.", mused the Eredar as her smile turned into a leering grin. Another wave of burning Fel-Magic rippled through Tara's body and wormed into her mouth, which suddenly felt like she had licked up some chilly powder. In truth this was just the effect of her tongue growing. It swelled longer and wider, to turn into a more suitable Tool for pleasing her Owner's enormous balls. At the same time her mouth changed, in order to accommodate the additional size. The nerves inside her tongue changed too and suddenly became much more sensitive. Tara could now feel every bump in Azzra's rough sack-skin and detect the subtle sloshing and churning of the seed within... and it caused her body to react with even more arousal, as if she was licking her owner with her clit. Suddenly her whorish Facecunt's drool-production spiked as well, as Azzra turned that up to eleven. Thus she outfitted Tara with one truly fuck-ready facecunt, that would always bee soaking wet in the presence of her Mistress.

Tara squealed out against the grip on her new sensitive wings, at least, momentarily before she went back to dutifully slurping and drinking that nut-sweat down like a good ball-polisher. Those dick-pillows she called lips were pressed against those nuts, tongue dragging out along the leathery sack while Azzra just continued grinding against her face. Soon, small scared groans left the bimbo-cow, her tongue swelling and becoming a thousand times more sensitive, shuddering as saliva began pouring down her chin, her tongue huge and flat, almost like..like a cow's. Slurping and swallowing any bit of fel she could get from her owner's nuts, Tara continued lapping at a much more energetic pace, her cunt spraying girlcum as her tail wagged like a little excited slut. Drooling all over those balls while lapping them up like an addicting treat, she just continued worshiping them, cumming her brains out while slurping fat nuts. Doing just as her Goddess made her to do.

"That's it... brain off, mouth open, you fucking Jizzwhore. That'll be your life from now on, whenever I don't feel like beating your pathetic ass.", mused the twisted Eredar. Chuckling she released Tara's wings from her grip in order to grab a hold of both of her horns instead. Azzra wasn't done with her new Toy yet and had decided to hammer the ditzy-succubus-look home. A slow, throbbing wave of magic rushed from Azzra's hands and made Tara's horns soft and shapeable for the moment. Slowly the towering she-stud dragged them upwards, until the ditzy Fuckcow's horns pointed away from Tara's head, in a silly V-Shape. Then Azzra began to bend the tips of those horns inwards, until they connected in the middle, leaving Tara's horns in a lewd heart-shape. Or in shape of a crude grip to use and drag her worthless whore-body about or to fuck her pathetic facecunt. "Now you are done, I think." Azzra smiled and brutally dragged her spunk-bimbo's face away from her bloated, drug-filled balls. "Get on your hooves, whore. I want to see if you can still stagger about with those heels and my litter in your womb."

Tara shuddered as another orgasm shoved through her form, squirting out her cunt while she wrapped her tongue around those nuts lewdly, slurping all over them as much as she could while Azzra continued making those changes, barely noticing a difference as she was much too captivated by those gigantic balls. Her face coated in nutsweat and old jizz, her tongue trying to collect up as much as possible while ending up drenching her own face in her spit too. Those horns easily shaped away in the crude <3 handlebar. Gasping in air and letting out a needy whine as she was pulled away from those nuts, wanting to worship them more! It wasn't fair! Tongue hanging out nearly to her tits as she looked up to Azzra, heart hammering in her chest as she tried to stand, her weight and new additions making everything so hard, especially those heels as she ended up just falling to her knees several times, not daring even thinking about letting her belly hit anything as she just couldn't stand up. Not with the weight of children and the huge heels, she just let out a pathetic whine, tail drooping a bit in sadness as she couldn't do as commanded.

"Oh? You can't?", cooed Azzra in a tone of fake-dismay. Her fat, savage horsecock throbbed with brutal need and oozed thick streams of chunky precum down the veiny shaft. "Well, then I guess there is really no use in pretending otherwise. You are just a dumb fucksow now, too pregnant to even walk. You know what that means, right? It means that I get to fuck another litter into your womb. I mean, if you can't walk, why sould I care how fet your belly becomes? Gotta make the days on your knees count!" And with that, Azzra simply pulled back one of her massive, black fists to brutally beat Tara across the face. She could have just pushed the pregnant slut down, but sending her face to the ground like that was much more fun! Casually the fat-dicked godess stepped over her pregnant fucktoy to wedge her flared cockhead against her pregnant pussy. "Beg me for it, Cumwhore. Beg me to fuck you so full of foals that you'll be the most obescene broodmare that ever lived within the burning legion!", hissed Azzra as she hammered her vile Bitchmaker deep into Tara's cunt, instantly breaking in her womb. Her bulging, muscular arms throbbed as she gripped Tara's heart-shaped horns to brutally pull back her head and force the dumb bimbo fuckslave to arch her back, as far as possible with those lewd tits and fat breeder belly.


Tara let out another whimper, shaking her head in confirmation, fear welling up in her chest as Azzra continued to speak. Not daring respond using words like a person, she just whined softly before her eyes shut tight in response to the fist being raised so suddenly, yelping out in fear at first then a cry of pain leaving her as she toppled to the ground, cheek brutally bruised, landing on all fours like a dog! The metallic taste of her blood started to coat her tongue, the punch had made her sharp canines stab into her cheek. A bit of the deep blue liquid oozing out the corner of her mouth, swallowing the rest with a disgusted shiver. "P-please..g-goddess, fuck m-my womb into an a-acceptable state and m-make me regret ever n-not being pregnant with your p-perfect seed!" She said before Azzra finally rammed inside and split her womb open easily, the demonic children knowingly moving aside as Azzra just shoved against the end of her womb roughly, knocking the air from her lungs again as she just writhed and coughed, whining out as her horns were pulled back painfully and her tits jutted out and belly was pushed out a bit too, showing the taut skin of her pregnant womb.

Without mercy or restrain, Azzra hammered her muscular, amazonian body against Tara's fat, bubbly ass. Even as her bloated balls slapped against the ditzy fucksow-succubus' motherly thighs and bruised them, the vicious shemale did not slow down. Her brutal flare scraped through Tara's womb, past the wiggling set of Eredar-Twins that already grew there. The thick squirts of precum coated the unborn shemales and made them grow bigger, while the pure, untamed Force of Azzra's fucking pummeled Tara's ovaries into submission and forced them to release yet another cloud of fertile eggs, like spores out of a mushroom. After just a few hard thrusts, Azzra came. She didn't care about fucking Tara. She cared about breeding. Thick, vicious ropes of reeking, green demon cum exploded into the ditzy fuckslut's womb, flooding her body with the inhumane high of a fel-junkie. At the same time, the virile sperm clawed at Tara's fertile eggs, claiming and impregnating them. Now Tara was going to pack another three Eredar and thus carry a litter of five. Quickly the freshly impregnated eggs feasted on Azzra's surplus cum and fueled their inhumane growth.

A pained grunt left Tara's throat, her womb painfully hammered as the children simply made way for the true power in the family. Her ass jiggling like gelatin while her thighs were battered and bruised so easily by the gigantic nuts that clapped against them. Breaching her womb again and again while that flare gaped the entrance inside, feeling a twisting feeling in her gut and a tingling inside her womb before more eggs began to release from feeling alone of Azzra's masterful touch. The actual fucking didn't last long, long enough for Tara to squeal out and get hurt, but not long enough to even start sweating. The jizz pumping inside her flooded the womb and not only began feeding the children already inside her but also started slamming into her eggs, impregnating three more and soon speeding that unnatural growth with the power inside her cum. Sadly, this all meant that none of the cum actually pumped into Tara's system, leaving her wanting, needing, her next fix. Mewling out and squirming as her belly soon grew. Grew larger and rounder with children, filled with more and more until five teenager sized "children" were all wriggling in Tara's obscenely large belly. She couldn't even crawl anymore as she was just stuck, drooling and letting out small groans, her tail hanging low and her body overworked, the transformations and sudden reimpregnation made her ache and need rest, though not meaning she'd get rest, but ah well. She was unsure what the ratio of broodmares to stallions were inside her, but she knew there were a mix of both, her wings giving tiny twitches in response to feeling those squirming shemales and mares inside her.

With a sigh of relief Azzra pulled her sloppy demon-cock out of Tara's freshly feritlized pussy and gave her fat slavemare-ass a hard smack to remember her by. The demoness' large hand left a throbbing imprint that spiked pain and pleasure through Tara's body. "That's a good fuckslut!", cooed the vicious she-stud as she watched her Toy's belly swell and bloated with a truely obscene litter. "I'd say about four pretty Eredar right now. Let's hope it'll be all mares, because I sure as hell won't fucking share you. You are barely adequate for my needs as it is. If you have the audacity to drop any studs in your first litter, I'll just kick them out. They'll be fine. They are my spawn after all and this shithole of a city is full of brain-dead Draenei looking for a Daddy to enslave them. Isn't that right, Bubbles?" Azzra brushed her razor-sharp talons along Tara's curvy body as she stepped back around her toy. The unborn inside her womb quivered and wiggled with the need to be free. It was getting really cramped inside her womb. "Judging from all the squirming, it'll just be a few more hours. So don't worry, Bubbles, you'll be up and moving to serve me breakfast. Once I am done, though, do you know what I am going to do to you? Take a guess. Dazzle me with your cleverness!" The cruel shemale-mistress smiled that devious shark-smile of hers while she tilted Tara's head upwards to meet her bloated, cum-coated horsecock.

Shuddering hard as Azzra pulled out of her abused cunt, the loud slurping noise easily heard as the harshly pounded pussy seemed almost reluctant to give up that cock. The loud smack cracked through the air, making a sharp noise and an even sharper sting as the slut squealed out, a tiny load of Azzra's jizz spurting from her fuckhole. Her belly was full and round, unable to even get up by now as she just fell to her side, barely able to hug her stomach. Groaning out as they squirmed and writhed within her, ready to be born! Hearing her new name and the claws sliding along her skin sent chills down her spine, nodding slowly and letting out a tiny whimper. "Y..y-yes Mistress! Y-you're always so smart and know what to say." She said, hesitating not because she didn't believe it, but because her womb and the children inside were making it hard to talk without groaning out in pain. As she's pulled back, her eyes meeting the massive flared tip of that cock, her tongue instinctively out and trying to lick it. "A-ah..s-suck..suuuck.. G-going to make m-me suck and clean~" She answered pitifully, seemingly quite needy for more of that addictive cum.

"Yes, Bubbles. You are such a smart little Fucksow", chuckled Azzra with a fiendish smile as she wedged the cum-smeared tip of her brutal horsecock against Bubbles' fat, fake-looking blowjob-lips. "You are for sucking cocks. And for Breeding of course. But I don't need to make you do it, little Fuckpig, because you'll do it all on your own. It's all you are good for." Chuckling the cruel shemale began to roll her hips and grind that thick, brutal cock against Bubbles' lips, not penetrating her mouth, merely grinding the veiny shaft against her hyper-sensitive facecunt to rub off the thick, greasy cum into it. That overpowering musk clung to the gooey ball sludge and crushed into Bubbles' nostrils, raping her mind and fucking her brain up. "A shaman. What a pathetic joke. Whoever filled that idea into your head back then was clearly playing a cruel trick on you. You are just a cocksocket. Always were. Always will be."

Tara murred softly as those big pillowy lips were shoved against the cocktip, smooching and kissing that cum-coated dick lewdly as it glazed her lips over. Opening her mouth and trying to get that fat meat inside her throat, she noticed that Azzra just wouldn't do it, only grinding on her mouth more. Getting her lips coated before licking them and moaning out at the combined taste and the feeling of licking over her body with that clit tongue of hers. Letting it slide out her mouth and wrap around that cock, she was licking and swallowing the spent jizz, shuddering and nearly cumming from that alone. Practically snorting the cum that ended up near her nose to get it into her brain, it started making her heart thump faster and her tongue work harder. Almost like the opposite of how the junkie used to react to the drug, now getting stimulated and horny while those wings gave a tiny weak flap. Too busy slurping and lapping on that shaft for her next fix to really respond, pink eyes rolling up into her skull from the succulent bliss of that greasy jizz.

"Yes, Bubbles. That's a good girl. Good girls finish all of their cum before they squeeze the next load out of their Master's balls.", cooed the twisted Eredar-Shemale as she lazily lifted one of her thick, muscular legs to hoist it onto Bubbles' shoulder. This way she could squeeze her reeking, cum-stained sex against Bubbles' head and force her face into the sweaty, cum-stained valley between her balls just by tightened the hold of her leg around Bubbles' head. "I really think I need to get myself some new Toys, though. Frankly, you are starting to bore me, Bubbles. Whenever your womb is full, it's like you are just a waste of space. Don't get me wrong, filling your womb up with foals is great. But waiting for you to drop them before I get to breed you again is just such a chore! You really aren't enough to keep me statisfied, Bubbles." The Eredar voiced her thoughts without expecting Bubbles to contribute anything meaningfull, after all, her face was burried in her reeking, overwhelmingly musky balls. But in her mind Azzra already went throguh a list of old friends from which she could recruit her next fuckpet. "Tell me, Bubbles", began the Eredar as she pulled Bubbles face from her stinking balls. "Who was the person that meant the most to you? In your old life? Can you remember? Did you have any really close friends? Any lovers? Focus really hard now, Bubbles, because I want you to remember!"

Tara drooled profusely down her chin as she slathered that meat in her spit, eyes unfocused and nearly crossed from the pleasure while almost jerking off Azzra's massive stinking cock with her tongue, feeling like her clit was just being ground on. Squirting uselessly against the ground before her face was so ruthlessly shoved into the sweating cum-covered sack, face lost in the huge disgusting balls. Her tongue quickly retracting after she realized there was no more used cum on that cock and went to orally worshiping those massive balls instead! Her tongue rapidly swirling around each nut, taking quite some time to get all over as even her slut tongue had limits! Eagerly gulping down what she could get before being pulled back, face coated in sweat, spit, and musk. Her tongue hanging low between her massive tits as she sat there, panting like a dog in heat while her belly bulged at the "children" pushing against the skin. She almost seemed mindless in her oral fascination with those balls, as it took her several moments before she even registered that a question was asked. Her tongue slithering into her mouth before she took on a more overly acted 'Thinking' posture. "Uhh..like..mmh..i-it'th tho hard to think! M-mithreth thaid she'd think for me!" She whined, the lisp gained from such a huge tongue not used to being the size it is moving around and trying to speak. It seems she was having quite some trouble remembering anything before her turning, as...that's kind of what Azzra did to her, making her forget all but serving her Owner.

Azzra smiled generously as she reached down to cup Bubbles' face in one of her huge, strong hands and tilt the bimbo succubus' head upwards. "That's right, dear. Don't try to think too hard, if it hurts too much. I'll always think for you. You just need to breed and suck. But alas, if you can't remember anything, then I'll have to pick your new slave-bestie myself! I might just go for that smug high-priestess. She'd be an awesome breeder, I imagine, all that fierce devotion she now wastes on the Naaru funneled into something more reproductive." Chuckling Azzra released Bubbles' face from her iron-like grip and strolled over towards her robe, which still lay crumpled on the floor, in order to dress herself again. "Or I might just head down to one of the bars in the lower quarters to pick up some cute elvish whore. I always wanted to break one of these uppity Bitches. They always act like they own the world, while in truth they are only fit to serve as whores.", mused the cruel Eredar in a calm voice. "Anyway, Bubbles. You'll be a good girl and wait for me, right? Oh, how silly of me. You are far too fat with my spawn to even crawl away. You'll have to wait for me, right?"

Tara looked up to her owner, panting like a dog as her long lewd tongue hung from her mouth, the fel starting to hit her system again as her cunt oozed out arousal down her legs. "A-aah..t-thank you Mithtreth..thinking h-hurth my brain.." She replied, her head leaning back to a natural pose after Azzra let go, tongue filling her mouth a bit to swallow the drool while she looked around and realized she couldn't exactly move..well, at all! Squirming and even crawling was impossible with the weight of her stomach pinning her to the ground, leaving her a small whining mess as she heard of her Mistress leaving. "I-I...y-yeth Mithtreth..p-pleathe come back thoon.." She said, looking sad that Azzra was leaving. She was almost more dog than succubus with her pet mentality.

Azzra spent the entire night away and only returned to her place in order to fuck and abuse her pet-bimbo. It seemed like the Eredar's lust knew no limits, since judging by the smeared lipstick on her cock and fat balls - often various colours - Azzra spent her nights fucking the various whores of Shattrath, only to return during the daytime and make use of Bubbles. One such day, Azzra returned from her night-time hunting in the early morning and lazily tossed away her robe. "I think today is the day, Bubbles. You are going to pop today! Aren't you excited? You'll be a Mommy!", explained the vicious shemale as she stepped behind Bubbles, who had not been able to move much ever since that second litter had been shoved into her womb. Smiling Azzra gripped Bubbles' long, heart-tipped tail as she smacked her fat, beastial cock between the plump, pink buttcheeks of her bimbo-toy. "I am going to fuck your into labour now, Bubbles! You'll dump my first litter of babies! The other dumb whores that I knocked up aren't nearly as ripe as you!"


Tara the Breeder sent, 1mo, 2w, 1d ago:
(*whines* I-I don't struggle..! I-it's..it's just not very fun for me. :c Getting immersed is impossible when playing two people..)

(Secondary note: ...Pink buttcheeks? She's still blue, I thought. The only pink is her big glowing eyes, if I recall correctly.)

Tara was mostly silent whilst Azzra was away, the occasional grunt or groan as the muscular shemales and demure females shifted around in her womb, churning it up and making her whine as occasional sudden movements ended up hitting her in the stomach and hurting her! Even inside the womb, the shemale daughters understood just what Tara was. As Azzra returned, Tara was still covered in last night's crusty cum, the braindead bimbo wagging her tail and struggling to move to even open her eyes as her face was a big target of Azzra's to paint with fel cum. All this rancid jizz coated her body and left her dirty and smelling like a mix of lube and used condoms. She was assuming Azzra was just gonna fuck her before sleeping but the words she started to say made Tara feel happiness again! She was sad that Azzra felt that she wasn't good enough to sate her urges, but if she gave birth then Tara could do everything her owner wanted! The tip of her tail wagging fiercely like a dog as the grip on it made her groan out and the weight of that massive dong weighed heavily on her ass, her sloppily used cunt more akin to a mare's than a person's. "Yeth Mithreth! Yay!"

Without another word, Azzra stepped behind her ditzy, brain-dead fucktoy to smear her stiff, pitch-black horsecock against Bubbles' tight asshole. Thick squirts of reeking, fel-green cum oozed out of the vile Bitchtamer and glued up the Fuckslut-Succubus' asshole with stick fel-slop. The only lube that Bubbles was going to get. Chuckling Azzra bucked her hips forwards, brutally pounding that vile demon cock into her Toy's asshole, without any regard for what pain she might experience. After all, Bubbles pain only served to make Azzra stronger. And she planned to cause the dumb whore a lot of pain, by assfucking her into labour. A cruel grin crawled over Azzra's lips as she grabbed one of Bubbles' horns to brutally yank back her head, almost breaking Bubbles' spine in the effort to arch her back. "Repeat after me, Bubbles: I am a dumb Fucksow and I need my slob! It'll be your first prayer and I want you to memorize it, even if you get a nosebleed from the effort! I want you to pray to your godess, while I empty your womb!"

Tara's spade tail wagged back and forth as she felt her owner grind that huge bloated dick against her twitching asshole, the other particular fel curse of hers causing her holes to be deliciously virgin tight after a few hours of nonuse for her owner to completely ruin again and again, much to the dismay of the little bimbo broodmare~ Thick goopy loads shoved into her ass before something much more solid and hard shoved deep within, the squealing bimbo squirting all over as her nails scratched at the floor. Tears springing to her eyes as her asshole felt broken and hurt, the pressure around Azzra's cock being like a little virgin chaste teenager's ass than a dirty bimbo slut. Unable to even reach the floor by that point with how hard Azzra pulled on her horns, her back snapping a few times with the new angle it was forced into, leaving the bimbo gasping and crying out quietly. "I'm a dumb fuckthow and I need my thlob! I'm a dumb fucksow and I need my thlob!! I'madumbfucksowandIneedmythlob!" She squealed into the last one, eyes crossed as a huge gush of fluids rushed out of her cunt and splashed onto the floor. Seems this bitch was going into labor~!

Azzra didn't even pause breaking her fucksow's ass as she tossed back her head and laughed at the bimbo Fuckpig debasing herself. "Good. You are learning fast. Here is your second prayer, repeat that too: "Serving my Mistress is super sexy dellicious, even if I am a lisping moron!"" Clearly the cruel Eredar enjoyed abusing Bubbles' mind as much as she enjoyed abusing her body. As the warm waters of Bubbles' labour rushed out of her cunt and soiled the ground and Azzra's massive, muscular thighs, the shemale started to pound Bubbles' ass with hard, abusive thrusts, pumping more and more fluid out of Bubbles' womb. Slowly the first new-born Eredar pushed itself out of her whore-mother's pussy, only to drop to the ground with a wet *thud*. Azzra didn't care for her spawn and didn't even bother to look past her fat balls to check it's gender. But the first-born was a female. Her skin was black like Azzra's, even though her eyes had Bubbles' bright pink. Driven by instinct the little Broodmare crawled past her depraved succubus-slut-mother, eager to latch onto one of her leaking , fat milk-udders.

Tara's pink eyes crossed as her ass was split open and the pressure on her womb was intense and slowly transferring down the entirety of her mare hole, soon giving birth to one of the females as Azzra rammed deeper and harder, nuts clapping against the gaping cunt. Crying out with a squeal of painful bliss, Tara came again before the words slowly dribbled out of the stupid fuckhole's mouth. "Th..t-therving my Mithreth i-ith thuper...nngh! T-thuper thethxy..d-deliciouth, e-even if I'm a lithping..l-lithpiiiaaah..lithping! Moron! Therving Mithtreth ith thuper thethxy deliciouth!" She forced out, her tongue tied up and garbling the rest of her repetitions as the whore just couldn't say it properly, not that Azzra cared as she did that to make fun of her lisp with the newfound growth of her tongue. A few more eredar began traveling down her baby hole and pulling out, the one female guzzling her drooling milk soon joined by another..then one of them was shoved off by a stronger shemale who bit down on Tara's nipple and slurped like she owned the cow, making Tara cry out in pain.

Each time Azzra hilted her massive beast-cock inside Bubbles' tight asshole, it was followed by the wet *thud* of yet another unclean demonspawn falling to the ground between Bubbles' fat thighs. Once the fat fuckpig was done dropping her first litter, she had dumped six piglets, four of them shemales - who were already fighting over her nipples, viciously shoving their female siblings and beta-shemales aside. With each gulp of their mother's pink, corrupted milk the members of Azzra's unholy brood grew bigger and stronger, their puny muscles rippling underneath their black skin like twisting snakes. Once Bubbles' cunt was left empty, throbbing and gaping, her womb obscenely empty, Azzra hilted herself balls-deep inside Bubbles' asshole to unleash a vicious explosion of vile, thick, fel-corrutpted cum into her Dicksleeve. As the tainted seed filled up Bubbles' bowels and gushed through her stomach and her throat, Azzra leaned over her pet and whispered: "What a lovely Moron you are. I am not going to knock you up again right away. I have a special suprise for you. You'll love it. But first you'll nurse our brood until they are strong enough to leave." Casually Azzra *plopped* her vicious, cum-soaked cock out of Bubbles' ass and strode around her Bitchslave, only to smear the vile, filthy assfucker against Bubbles' pretty face. "Here, I am going to nurse you too! So you won't go hungry while feeding the piglets."

Tara let out a grunt as more and more of her children were forcibly fucked out of her, her stomach deflating drastically before all that was left was the huge bulge of Azzra's fat dong. Those huge nuts clapping against each teenage-esque child Tara birthed, her nipples roughly sucked and bit while only the meanest shemales got to them, the others finding other ways to pass time until the vicious shemales got their fill. Some toying with Tara's gaping cunt, others giggling at Tara's face before Tara tensed up and gurgled out a thick blast of cum. A few of the females lapped at it before one immediately locked lips with Tara, waiting for more cum to pump out and directly shove into her own belly. The greedy slut already chugging jizz as it flowed out Tara's throat. Tara's ass left gaping as her belly looked absolutely pregnant again, even if it was just cum this time while the other female moved on to slurp the jizz out of her mother's ass. The shemales getting her milk while the females drank down Azzra's addicting cum~ The cum making them more docile sluts while the milk made the shemales strong and dominant!~ That cock blocked a little by a dumb bimbo whore drinking her mother's cum vomit, blocking Azzra's attempt at feeding her airheaded slave.

Without a moment of hesitation, Azzra grabbed the horns of both of of her newly born daughters, including the one that had blocked access to Bubbles' facecunt. With a muffled growl she shoved them against her thick, cum-soaked horsecock in order to force them to lick clean her fel-jizz-encrused Bitchbreeder. "That's your place, whores. You'll take care of your Daddy's cock before wasting your mouths on your mother." With the way now clear, Azzra shoved the flat, flared head of her reeking throatbreaker into Bubbles' waiting mouth, to feed her the surplus cum that oozed out of her thick godcock. At the same time, the shemales had fought out a clear order amongst them: Two had managed to claim superority over their siblings, one per each of Bubbles' tits. They were rapidly growing bigger and more muscular, while their black cocks twitched with unholy growth. Thus they became even more superior to their siblings, who grew much slower, since they were only able to slurp up the droplets of milk that their siblings spilled. Azzra obviously didn't care for them. She just burried the faces of her dicksocket-daughter's against her reeking shaft and fat balls, forcing them into their new roles as the Omega-Bitches in the pack of shemales.

The two girls wordlessly nodded a little in Azzra's tight grip on their horns, quickly moving in to lick and suckle all over that massive shaft, leaving Tara to ooze out cum from both ends before that massive flared head cracked her jaw open and had her suckling mindlessly on that fat dong, guzzling the extra cum that came out. The shemales were all kinds of primal and dominants, simply sucking her tits and drinking the endless milk that came out~ The two daughters moved to worship each of Azzra's nuts, cleaning that cock of any sweat and salty jizz. The younger girls looked to be just hitting adulthood with small blossoming breasts, tiny spade tails and little useless wings, still growing out of course. Their young flexible bodies were quick to clean and worship Azzra's cock and balls, seemingly accepting their role in this family and enjoying it~ So far it was two powerful dominant shemales, one weaker shemale getting small droplets of milk that the two others spilled and two female breeding wombs who were worshiping Azzra's crotch.

Once her cock was sufficiently cleaned, Azzra pulled it out of Bubbles' needy mouth with a wet *plopp*. "That's enough for now. Can you get your fat ass off the ground now, Fuckpig? Because we have some travelling to do. I am done with this shithole of a city for now and I need a place for my brood. Luckily, I have just the place in mind." Following these words, a huge, glowing portal appeared in the air next to them, bristling with energy. Azzra's corruption had utterly changed the mage, imbuing her with vast arcane powers that completely dwarfed her old life. Beyond the portal was the broken, black ruin of a fortress, surrounded by black hills: Shadowmoon Valley. Leading her daughters by their horns, Azzra stepped through the portal, expecting Bubbles to follow. Beforehand, she bellowed at the shemales: "Leave your whore mother alone for now. She is off limits to your, safe for nursing. Her holes are mine. Fuck one of your sisters, if you have to. But not their cunts. I own their wombs and don't want any of your watered-down genes in them. Or better yet, go off to claim your own Bitches and bring them here. You are my spawn and I own you, just as I own these cunts."

Tara gasped in a bit of air as Azzra finally pulled back, the two breeding cows still licking and sucking that shaft and nuts in idle worship, the shemales guzzling Tara's milk barely listening to Azzra until she started bellowing. Tara perked up and nodded, trying to crawl through but the shemales on her tits pulled her back and held her there as Azzra went through the portal, looking to each other before watching Azzra go. Grinning a bit to themselves, they decided to let those poor overworked nipples pop from their lips, the weakling one soon crawling up to drink whilst the two got to quick work shoving their newly grown cocks deep into Tara's ass and throat, not wanting to leave any obvious evidence like a pregnant belly behind. They were inexperienced so they ended up cumming in mere seconds of slamming inside, but their gooey discharge was still pumped into Tara before they spanked her ass and expected her to crawl through the portal. Tara gagged and choked down the extra cum before being spanked and herded along like cattle, not saying anything and just quickly moving along, much lighter with the lack of children inside her...though she's been taught that crawling is best when no one is around but her owner. The shemales quickly sprinted out and the weakling one barely got enough to become "mature" and was hung..well, like an average person. How disappointing..though later on, she'd be turned into a slut for the stronger shemales to abuse when the rest of the sows were pregnant.

Felfire Keep had been one of the Legion's many strongholds in shadowmoon valley. But of course they had taken too heavy losses in outland to sustain such obvious and strong fortifications. Thus it had been abandonned and razed two years ago. Yet it was hard work tearing down these fel-infused stones so much of the structure remained and was now completely empty, since the tainted nature of the valley made nobody eager to live here, even though it was just as a guard. Azzra turned around to her measly little family and examined Bubbles with a frown. She was stupid enough to overlook the fact that her daughers had disobeyed her. Good for them that they had decided to create their own Legions. But of course Azzra was pretty sure that they would not make it out of Shattrath alive. They were not yet strong enough for that. Chuckling she moved through her small Harem, gently brushing the heads of her kneeling slave-sluts. "This will be our new home, Mares. Here we will pursue a little project of mine. World Domination. First this world then the next. But really, first I think I owe Bubbles here a new litter in her belly." Chuckling Azzra paused before Bubbles and gently reached down in order to cup her chin in her massive hand and tilt her face upwards. "Do you want to be my Broodmare again, Bubbles?"

Tara let out a small whine as she was ushered through the portal before the two fit shemales ran off, giggling to themselves and off to find more sluts to fuck and impregnate in the slums area of Shattrath. The other shemale still starved of milk followed Tara along, trying to get some milk from her mother whenever she was still, which was a reality for the weakened shemale once Tara crawled through the portal and looked around, eyes wide at the rather grim scenery. Gulping nervously as the taste of her daughter's jizz still laid on her tongue, soon going to her gullet while some leaked out her fat ass. She was brought out of her wonder by Azzra cupping her chin and asking that question, the girl letting out a tiny moan. "I..l-like..yeah, but..Mithtreth thaid she wath bored of me latht time..! C-can I do anything better to make Mithtreth happy and more proud of her jizzdump?" She asked, a bit of drool escaping down her chin from talking with the oversized tongue, even speaking made her cunt quiver and leak out arousal, which in turn made the slowly growing shemale's cock harden from scent alone. The two female daughters continued their oral worship of Azzra's balls, absolutely loving their place under their ruler and creator.

"Awww. Silly girl. I wasn't bored of breeding you! I was bored when you were pregnant, because I could not breed you then. But now that you have given me my first daughters, I won't have that problem... much.", cooed Azzra in an affectionate tone as she placed one of her freakishly large hands on the nameless Draenei-Slavegoat that sucked her fat, stinking balls. "No, you deserve a special reward for your next breeding. And I already have something in mind for that." Slowly Azzra pushed her daughters away in order to clear some space around her. Then she conjoured a cloud of thick, black fog, which began to envelope her entire body in a savage, black swirl. Just after a few moments, the could grew bigger and bigger, until it finally vanished and revealed Azzra once more. The Eredar's body had... changed. From the waist up she looked unchanged, alltough it was not a lot bigger in order to scale with her new equine lower-body. From the waist down Azzra now sported the body of a massive, black-furred stallion. It was of course much larger than any real horse, with thick, tree-trunk-sized legs and head-sized, iron-clad hooves. The shemale's fat, black horsecock had only grown a little but now hung heavy and bloated with need between her hind quarters. Hanging underneath that, heavy and swollen in their wrinkly sack were the Eredar's massive balls. Slowly Azzra made a few steps and trotted in a circle to test out her new taur-body. She laughed in delight. "Oh. This is going to be so much fun. Now you can be my Broodmares in truth."

Tara blinked and tilted her head a little in confusion before nodding finally in understanding. "I..ooooohhh.." She said, sounding like a bit of a fucking idiot in the meanwhile. Her pink glowing eyes looked over and watched that fog. The two breeding holes moved aside and near their mother, almost forgetting about that shemale just continuing to guzzle down Tara's milk and getting to be as strong as the other shemales. Though, this one seemed a bit different..she didn't seem to bite or gnaw on Tara's nipple, which is almost why Tara forgot about her still drinking. That and the pure confused amazement in seeing Azzra the Centaur come into being, that fur and huge muscles. Even the worshiping females hesitated to return to sucking as even one errant step or kick and it'd shatter bones.. Fearing their God like no other as Tara bit her lower lip softly. "O-ooh my.. A..a-a then..thenta..mmfh! Thtallion " She said, unable to get the word centaur out for whatever reason. Gulping nervously as she did spot the massive dong, now looking less ridiculous on such a gigantic body. Once Azzra looked to be done trotting around, the two girls looked up to Azzra in fear and looked as if wondering if they could go back to worship.

Since Azzra was a benevolent godess, she casually waved with her massive, thick-muscled arms to beckon her pack of Bitches closer. "You may resume worshipping my balls, sluts. But my cock is for your mother to play with for now." Slowly Azzra trotted towards Tara and expected her Bimbo-Slut to obediently crawl between those towering, equine legs. Each of them was heavy with muscles and packed with strength. The tree-trunk-sized godcock already drooled it's usual stream of thick, gooey precum, glowing in a vicious fel-green. Snorting in contempt, Azzra eyes her lone shemale-spawn, which had not departed with the others. Almost as if she had not noticed her before. "You can watch while I breed your mother and your sisters. Why didn't you leave with your siblings? I don't really have a place for you here. I need holes to fuck, not some puny-dicked upstart-whimp that might end up getting one of my mares pregnant with weak, pathetic genes." As Azzra trotted closer, her heavy, veiny horsecock throbbed lazily and so slapped against Tara's pretty face, smearing it with a vile, reeking streak of fel cum. Those colossal balls had grown even bigger during their transformation and now that Azzra's thighs were much further apart, those fat seed-tanks could hang more freely in their leathery sack and were less in danger of being pressed by her legs.

The two females seemed to look a tad nervous but still moved forward to begin kissing and fawning over those huge balls, always making sure they glistened with their spittle~ Their hands squeezing and fondling the sack while their tongues lapped over and occasionally made out with each other. Tara bit her lower lip and began crawling toward her centaur owner, getting face to face with that girthy length, kissing and sucking on the tip almost like a pig slurping out food from the trough! All servicing their God while she spoke with the squirming nervous shemale. Gulping anxiously as Azzra spoke to her, berating her and telling her to leave. "I-I..uh..I j-just wanted some more milk is all.." She stuttered out, knowing true power in the form of her creator as the timid shemale seemed..seemed to act like her female sisters, even her eyes faintly glowed a pinkish color. A submissive shemale..one in a million with mixing Azzra's dominant and Tara's recessive genes together!~

Azzra snorted in pure, vile contempt and even stomped one of her massive hooves onto the ground, sending a noticeable tremor through the rough, black stone. "Cute. You can have some more milk, alright. Get on your fucking knees and put your face between my balls." Like any true predator, Azzra could smell weakness and her puny, degenerate shemale-spawn reeked of it. "I always got a place for my young, even if it is as a cums-slurping Sissy. Don't worry, Sissy. I am going to fix you." The hulking centaur-godess rolled her huge, equine body in slow, steady motions to grind that hot, fat horsecock against Tara's whorish face. "And you down there, Pigslut, quit fucking stalling. I want to hear your pathetic jaw popping around my fucking dick. Or I am going to feed this nasty load of horsejizz to one of your degenerate daughters.", growled Azzra as she buckled her body particularly hard in order to bump her vile cock against Tara's face. Meanwhile Azzra folded her thick, muscular arms in front of her huge tits. She didn't bother gripping her slave-sluts by their horns, since she already knew that they were completely submissive and just the force of her presence was enough to make them worship her. Her glowing, vicious eyes followed Sissy with cold determination. That pathetic excuse for a shemale was an insult to Azzra and she was going to make her pay for it.

The shemale let out a frightened whimper, the two girls shaken and Tara biting her lower lip at the sudden stomp that shook the ground. The girls were all freaked out just a little before the shemale sissy scrambled to get between Azzra's balls and began slurping on them, that musk hitting her hard instantly and making her cock throb, the two females looking at each other for a moment before deciding to slurp on each side of Azzra's nuts while both grabbing at the shemale's cock and jerking the sissy off. The shemale squealed out into those balls while drool was swallowed, all flavored of Azzra's nutsweat. Tara shook her head and opened her mouth, trying her best to fit the huge meat inside her, unable to get it until one of the female daughters scoffed and walked over. "Mommy, you're such a silly slut." She chastised Tara before gripping her mother's jaw with unholy strength, wrenching it a bit until a sickening snap was heard and suddenly a few inches of Azzra's dick was shoved into the screaming whore. Tara's tears washed over her cheeks as Azzra felt the chains around her balls glow with power from the agony. The daughter then gripped the back of Tara's head and began cruelly ramming her down until her chin was a few inches away from those balls, unable to go further as the shemale and daughters were going back to sucking balls while Tara was practically a living condom on Azzra's dick, the cock thoroughly defiling her intestines by this point.

Azzra gasped in delight as she felt her favorite Fucktoy's eager throatcunt close around the base of her vicious horsecock. Grinning the towering centauress began to trott a few steps forwards, thus depriving her other bitches of the pleasure of sniffing her massive sack. But it demonstrated what Azzra wanted to see: Her massive cock was hard and big enough to drag poor Tara around like just a living condom. This new use for the worthless Spunkjunkie sent a shiver of pleasure through Azzra's gargantuan dick, which ended with a nasty squirt of fel-spunk dumped directly into Tara's belly. "She is a silly slut, yes.", cooed Azzra to confirm her daughter's words. "But do you know who is even more silly? Your cute little sister, who things of herself as a dicksocket but who ended up with the body of a she-stud. We really have to fix that problem." Smiling Azzra turned around to her sole remaining shemale daughter and trotted towards her. That massive, centaur body passed over the kneeling slut, forcing her to crawl underneath Tara's squiriming and impaled body. Once Azzra's fat balls were above the shemale's head, the centauress folded her hinquarters, dropping the rear part of her body to the ground, gradually burrying her degenerate shemale-daughter in the musky folds of those massive, melon-sized balls. Well, at least her face. Since the poor shemale was forced to lie on her back, her mouth and nose were completely helpless to Azzra's unholy musk, while the daughter's worthless cock was accesible between Azzra's front legs. Gesturing towards her remaining daughters, she pointed at the shemale's lone dick. "Suck off your sisters while I give her time to overthink her life's purpose. I think she'd be much more suited as a submissive ballslave and she'll realize that once she gets conditioned to getting off on the stench of my balls."

Tara's high-heeled hooves were in the air, unable to reach the ground as she was impaled mouth first on that massive horse dick, slobbering and choking all along it, the females letting out a small huff of disappointment with the lack of nuts to suck and clean. The girls perked an eyebrow at the mention of the shemale daughter, looking as strong as the other two but lacking that backbone..the breeding mares giggled and gave a squeeze to the shemale's nuts, making her mewl out in need as her cock was throbbing and drooling prespunk. Seeing Azzra trotting back, they stepped aside and let Azzra do her thing, the shemale ducking under her mother's writhing body and soon coming face to face with those massive stinking nuts again. That is, until they simply just smothered her face, leaving her wriggling and squirming on her back with her entire head simply gone under the leathery sack. Her cock hadn't gone down at all while she was forced to huff and breathe the nutmusk, the nasty gas giving those same slutty urges that Tara and the other two cows were born with. To get fucked and guzzle cum~ The two girls looked delighted in torturing their shemale sister and moved to lick all over that shaft, teasing the tip as muffled groans and moans left the girl the dick was attached to. Taking turns deepthroating and fucking their throats with that meat, they almost seemed to compete to see who could get it all down the fastest and how many times they could spear it into their throat. The shemale didn't have a chance, tensing up and jizzing deep into their throat, filling their bellies with spunk. Or at least, the first daughter's belly. The second one hungrily gripped the base of the dick and began jerking it off, loving to see her supposedly 'better' squirming and writhing with need. Tara in the meanwhile was choking on that massive slab of meat, a living condom for her owner as Azzra probably knew and most likely didn't care, she'd be passing out and dying on that dick unless she swapped sides to have it rammed into her ass and tickling her throat~

Eager to make full use of her living slut-toy, the muscular, towering centaur-godess that Azzra had become reached between her front legs in order to grab both of Tara's wiggling and kicking slut-heels. Once she had a firm grip on them, Azzra actually began to pull. With a slow, muffled and slimy *ssshlurp* she dragged Tara's drooling, broken facecunt up her massive, jawbreaking shaft. The released wave of drool and vicious, fel-infused precum oozed out of Tara's mouth only to dribble down onto the body of the helpless shemale-slut. Azzra kept pulling, until Tara's curvy fuckslut-body hung off her dick, with only the massive flare lodged in her throat keeping the bimbo fucksleeve connected to her godess. As more and more slobber spilled downwards, Azzra pushed Tara down again, reimpaling her drooling facetwat on that massive godcock. "Good girls. Keep draining her balls and It'll fix her mind. But we got to fix her body too. Start massaging your mother's drool and my cum into your sister's flesh. That'll do the trick." To prove her point, Azzra wiggled her massive, equine body from side to side, thus shaking her huge, wobbly balls around the poor, smother shemale's face. In many ways, she would have it much worse than the female fucktoys. They would be allowed to experience the joys of motherhood and the valued as Azzra's breeders - little value as it might be - but the subby shemale slut would turn out to be just a fuckhole for Azzra to dump her spunk in whenever all the wombs were full or the Eredar was bored. That shemale bitch would turn out the bimbo bitch of the other bimbo bitches as well, the absolute omega of the pack since she had so utterly failed her superior gender.

Tara was uselessly kicking and choking around that cock, the sudden grip on her ankles made her think she was gonna get taken off for a brief moment..but no, the yanking and pulling only resulted in her throat slime oozing out down that shaft as the flared head still blocked her lungs from getting air. The draenei girl slowly just checking out, going more and more limp before a wave of fel-infused cum vomited out from her stomach and drenching the shemale's body with regurgitated cum, along with the spit and actual fresh prejizz. The females giggled and one began really harshly fucking her own throat with the shemale's cock, the other working that disgusting mixture into her skin, making it shine and feel more..supple and soft. Her muscles ever so slowly being worked into pliable useless fat, slowly but surely becoming a breeder body without a cunt! Cumming again as the shemale pumped her large load into the girl's throat, her belly bulging a little while the girls swapped from sucking and rubbing each orgasm~ Tara was more of a tool than even a toy at the moment, her body kept alive more by her owner's will and all the fel than the need for air, her brain being so much mush that it barely needed any oxygen at all to not die, there were only a few brain cells left anyway~! It was a wonder she could form her own opinion and statements at all, with all the brain fucking fel she snorts and chugs a day.

With a sickening *plopp* Azzra dragged her cute little Tara-Condom off her fat cock entirely, leaving the massive horsecock drooling it's vicious precum down on the helplessly shemale. Slowly and with terrifying ease Azzra lifted Tara upwards, so that the dazed slut came face-to-face with her godess. "I promised you something special for your second litter, yes? Don't you like this? Being bred by a real equine godess must be a dumb cum-chugger's wet dream." Snickering in vile contempt, Azzra shook bimbo-Tara a little, in hope of restoring some life to her broken doll. But then again, Azzra was already prepared to impaled the unconcious Tara womb-first on her horsecock and pump up her womb with the next litter, even if Tara didn't snap out of it.

All the while she did this, Azzra never once lifted her fat nuts off the puny shemale. Not even as the dickgirl's muscles began to melt away, robbing her of her strength. Merciful as she was, Azzra did not take away the shemales fat cock and bloated balls. But she was going to make sure that this loser-whimp never got those near any of the wombs that Azzra owned. Once she was content with the dumb fuckdoll's transformation, Azzra hoisted her massive body upwards and stepped to the side to free her shemale daughter. The Eredar-Godess then turned around, still carrying Tara in her hands like a toy, to examine her latest project. "So, Sissy, feeling better in tune with your true self? I think you already look a lot better. Though your tits need to be a lot bigger to make you fuckable. If you don't have a womb, you can at least serve as a milk-cow to my spawn. But I think you are turning out to be a lovely, dumb titfaggot."

Tara shuddered and gagged hard before finally gasping in air weakly, vomiting up green pre onto her daughter while drooling profusely, the slut pretty much checked out at this point. The shaking only made her heave a little and empty the rest of her stomach of all her cum. Seems the dumb spunk dump wouldn't snap out of it, though one thinks she will once Azzra has her womb resting between her tits with how hard she's going to ram inside~

The shemale squirmed and writhed, face covered in her own spit and Azzra's nutsweat, forced to snort and choke it down while barely getting air in, her struggles getting weaker as her muscles turned soft and doughy while she slowly turned more and more into her mother's whorish figure. The females giggled as they watched her cock spurt out its last load all over her growing chest, her nuts achingly empty and her cock painfully hard due to the females finding her secret little button in her ass, fingering her prostate to keep her aroused. Gasping and coughing as Azzra finally lifted those gigantic jizz-factories off her face, completely drenched in sweat and spit as her eyes burned with the light, the squeals and moans leaving her throat sounding less powerful and dominant and more slutty and girly, humping the girls' hands and cumming her brains out, quite literally~

Since Tara's brain seemed fried for the moment, Azzra just chuckled in wicked delight and pushed her cute Draenei-Condom back down on the flared tip of her brutal, equine godcock. This time cunt-first. The savage flare had grown so big that the mere act of impaling Tara's folds now requirred some wedging, angling and shoving. But when it finally did slide in, that savage girth pushed apart Tara's child-bearing hips to bust them open even wider. With her fat tits hanging downwards, Tara was forced onto that massive cock that had so throughly claimed and destoryed her entire life. The cute, bubbly Shaman was gone. Just a fertile Jizzdump remained. Azzra's colossal Bitchslaver broke through Tara's cervix as if it was just a tissue-wall and the towering centauress hilted herself balls-deep inside her snug Fucktoy, thus pushing her womb so far up inside her body that it brushed against Tara's lungs and made breathing and moaning difficult. Tara's entire belly and body were hoplessly filled and bulged in the wake of Azzra's twisted perfection.

With a snort of contempt, Azzra stared down at her puny shemale daughter. "You are not yet done with my fucking balls, Titfaggot. Get off your fat ass and start worshipping. Until my cock frees up to fix your pathetic body for good, that's the best I can do. But trust me, once I knocked up your whore of a mother, I am going to break in your asshole and flood you with so much Fel-Spunk that your tits baloon into obscene fuck-jugs. Like these." Grinning Azzra reached downwards to brutally cup both of Tara's fat, milk-filled udders and give them a firm squeeze.

Tara drooled messily on herself, pink glowing eyes rolled up into her skull as she was just completely out of it, limp in Azzra's arms as she was practically just a fucktoy by this point. That huge flared tip grinding and unable to quite get in until a small inch was pushed in and the rest forcibly slammed inside, a sick crack heard from Tara's hips as they were dislocated to fit such a monstrosity, the succubus letting out a gurgled groan. The the groans and whines leaving her throat were silenced when her womb was smacked up into her lungs, making her wheeze and gasp in air quietly, barely even able to focus on just getting air inside of her now compacted lungs.

The shemale daughter panted and coughed, the females still teasing her cock and one final thrust before she spurted her last load onto her own face, the girls giggling and leaving her be as Azzra commanded her to begin worship, seeing how the sissy shemale will react. The drugged up shemale clumsily got to her hands and knees and soon stood to begin squeezing and slobbering on those fat cum-churning balls, her cock still rock hard and oozing pre while around such a perfect example of power. The crude threats only served to make her dick squirt loads of pre, Tara's huge tits spewing milk with the harsh squeeze. The female daughters looking antsy and unsure of what to do..!

Azzra grabbed Tara's heart-shaped horns with both of her massive hands to use them as her fucktoy's handle. "For fucks sake you dumb cunts: When in doubt: Suck Balls. That's really the only fucking rule that gutter-trash like you needs to live by. So don't make me fucking remind you every few minutes.", growled the Eredar-Taur as she began to drag Tara off her massive Bitchtamer in a slow, deliberate motion. That fat Bitchbreeder pulled back Tara's fertile womb like just another snug rubber-toy. With a sick *plop* the cruel flare popped past her cervix only to roll out of her cunt riding a thick wave of messy, neon-green precum and the Succubus-Bimbo's pussy-juice. But of course once her gaping cunt was released, Azzra just pushed down again, force-feeding the thick, inhumane Slavewrecker into the Draenei's fertile womb again. "Awww, all snapped out of it. Poor you. I so love hearing you to beg me to be bred.", chimed Azzra as she smiled down onto Tara's face, whenever it came into view underneath the Eredar's massive tits.

While she wrecked Tara's womb once more, Azzra was impatient to continue the transformation of her first shemale-sissy-slave and lashed out at the dumb Toy with a wave of twisted magic. Searing heat rippled through Sissy's body and focused in her tits. The magical impact drove the air from her lungs, forcing her to breath her Daddy's musk deep. Yet at the same time the shemale's puny tits began to swell and grow heavy with milk tissue. Unlike the two fertile fuckslut's tits, Sissy was not gifted with perfectly round, firm, fake-looking funbags, but instead with fat milk melons that sagged slightly underneath their own weight. Along with that milk came a sensation of fullness and need to be milked that was much more intense than anything the Fuckmares experienced.

Tara was mentally checked out for a good few hours, drooling on herself and essentially unconscious, barely responding to anything and giving wet gurgled groans when suddenly stuffed to the brim. It might also be that there are five characters and only one of them isn't played by the same person~ Her body practically a fuck toy for now, stuffed and pounded and just sexually abused~ The girls both giving a frightened whimper and went to sucking and licking each nut, unsure if they were supposed to because the shemale was busy delving between the two balls with her face. Naturally, this lasted for a little while before the wave of corruption slammed into the shemale, sending her onto her back and the sudden growth of her now massive soft milk-filled tits were ripe for drinking! The shemale blinked and felt her heart beginning to race, her chest begging her for release as her nipples were nice and hard as well. "N-nngh..I..o-oh gods..l-like, drink my milk, sluts!" Her voice rising and becoming more bimbo-y, still keeping that itty bit of dominance over the two cows, but even mutts understood that the two females sucking Azzra's nuts were only good to fuck and dump a load in anyway. The two females knew who their true owner was, though the strong urge to listen to any command still made them give a little confused whine and nibbled on those balls for comfort.


Azzra snorted as she lazly pumped Dicksleeve-Tara up and down her massive horsecock by pulling on her lewd, heart-shaped horns. Thick waves of gooey precum rolled out of the Draenei's overfucked cunt and oozed down onto the bloated, black eredar-balls. "Fuck off, Sissy. You are done giving orders. Especially not to my Slavemares. If you want your tits milked, you'll have to beg for it, like a good girl." Already after a few hard, abusive thrusts, Azzra had finished milking her bloated cum factories. Thick ropes of gooey, hyper-virile fuck-sludge slammed into Tara's empty womb, flooding and plastering her baby factory with slick tendrils of ropey Eredar-Warrior-Sperm. The surplus of that massive load of fuck-gunk surged past her abused cunt only to splatter and shower the two kneeling girls and soak their tongues with their first real tastes of their Daddy's hyper-addictive ball snot. Grunting Azzra dragged the freshly impregnated Tara off her fat cock to lower her to the ground surprisingly gentle. Well, gentle for handling a discarded condom anyway. That glowing, fiendish gaze of Azzra's turned to the lactating shemale-sissy then. "Your turn", she chimed and crooked one of her fingers, ordering the little tit-faggot closer.



Tara the Breeder sent, 2w, 4d ago:
(Not annoy, per se, but it's just a lot of characters to handle is all!)

Tara was simply out cold, getting humped and pumped by that gigantic bitchbreaking dick, drooling profusely as pre shot out down that shaft and onto the females' faces and tongues, slurping the pre down and sucking that ballsnot into their mouths, loving the taste and guzzling the mess while Tara was so fully fucked and filled by dickmilk, round and fat with cum before simply being lifted up and dropped to her back with a groan and a thump. The females began worshiping that shaft, slurping and drinking down any surplus, even seemingly "fighting" over it by lewdly kissing and stealing cum from each other's lips. The lewd little sluts continued, the shemale stroking her cock and biting her lower lip, other hand twisting her own nipple and milking her tit before letting out a terrified whimper at Azzra's rejection, soon feeling her stomach flip as she shakily crawled forward, seeing that throbbing massive cock and her tightest of holes puckered up in fear.


Azzra sent, 2w, 3d ago:
Azza was as impatient as ever and simply trotted towards her submissive shemale-slut. She didn't care if her female dickslaves had to squirm for cover to avoid getting hit by one of her mammoth-sized hooves. The towering centaur-stud stepped behind Sissy. "Dig you hooves into the ground, dear, you'll fucking need it. I am going to mount you like a Slavemare.", cooed the Alpha-Stud as she hammered the steel-clad hooves of her front legs down next to Sissy's face. The massive, partially cum-smeared godcock loomed over Sissy, dripping thick tendrils of reeking, neon-green spunk. Azzra had to wiggle her massive, equine body around a little in order to line the brutal, flared cockhead up with the puny target of the shemale's tight, virgin asshole. "Kiss your mind goodbye, dicksocket.", chimed Azzra as she slowly began to shift an entire ton of reeking, equine muscle mass forwards in order to crush her daughter's asshole with her monstrous cock. At first it seemed like there was no way that would fit and that Azzra was simply going to shove her spawn forwards, without managing any prenetration. But then, lubed by the surplus cum, the bloated flare slowly began to break in Sissy's poor shitter...

Tara the Breeder sent, 2w, 3d ago:
Tara finally gave a tiny groan at the rest she was allowed, immediately passing out fully while the female daughters leapt out of the way of the stamping centaur god they were sucking on. Gnawing on their lower lips, jealous that the shemale slut got to taste that hole-gaping cock in her ass first among the children.. The shemale felt her heart sink and looked up to the huge drooling meat, a thick load of spent jizz splashed onto her eye, stinging it and making her squeal out, bending over and digging her hooves into the ground, entire body trembling with fear. She felt Azzra's massive body atop her, that gigantic dick pressing between her bubbly asscheeks, her virgin anus puckered up tight. It took several thrusts and shoves but she knew it hit the mark when the shemale screamed out in utter agony, her hole stretched wide, hips shattered as her ass was split for the first time and it was with the biggest dick possible. Several inches were inside, the shemale a screaming dumb bitch who couldn't form a single word, sobbing and feeling that heavy surplus jizz flooding her system, her tits growing a bit bigger and ass rounding out further, small effects for the relatively small dose, the moment Azzra came inside her, she'd be the most useless mare, a mare without a cunt.

"Ssssh... it's alright, Titfaggot. Quit your screaming. Daddy is going to take care of you.", hissed the twisted shemale-godess as she continued to shift her weight forwards. Inch after inch of that savage, abusive Bitchbreaker slowly slide into Sissy's tight little ass. The shemale's hip bones were brutally shoved out of the way, forced to give way to the supreme Slavemaker that had sired her. Even if Sissy's cute little asshole recovered from the ordeal, that single fuck would leave her hips permanently gaping, wider and more like the child-brearing hips of a true broodmare. As about half of Azzra's colossal fuckpole was burried inside Sissy, the slick, gooey precum that drooled constantly out of the broad tip had managed to coat her asshole enough to provide some sort of lube. Yet at the same time, the twisted effects of the Fel took hold. An burning, itchting sensation crawled through Sissy's asshole, as the fel turned it hyper-sensitive and vulnerable to both pleasure and delicious pain. Almost casually Azzra's fat godcock brushed past Sisssy's cute little prostate, crushing it out of the way to make room first in pleasure then in pain, which alas turned into pleasure for dumb painsluts again.

The poor sissy shemale squealed out, coughing and gasping in air as it was knocked from her lungs violently by the hard thrust and jamming in of that massive horse dick. A crack and snap heard as her hips were dislocated and widened permanently, her cock spraying out her last loads of cum as her prostate was ravaged and rubbed raw just from the inches of cock ramming through. Her stomach bulged obscenely and her legs shuddered, weak and in insane amounts of mind raping pain. Sobbing and gasping in air, the pre coating that cock and offering a thin veil of a defense against the huge invader. The pre also burned and changed her ass to a more fitting sensitive little hole, squeezing on Azzra's meat insanely tightly while her own cock shot out one last time, though nothing came out before it went limp, her prostate ruined~

Azzra growled in wicked delight as she kept forcing her massive weight upon her useless, broken-doll of a daughter. Already thick beads of nasty, fel-green cum were pushed out of the wrecked shemale-cumdumpster's broken asshole and flopped to the ground with a messy *splotsh*. After what seemed like a painful eternity, Azzra had hilted herself balls-deep inside her dick-sleeve daughter. By now the broad, brutal head of her cruel horsecock had utterly claimed her body and was poking the back of Sissy's little throat. The nasty, green fuck-gunk thus bubbles into her gullet and began to seep out of her throat into her mouth, forcing her to taste her Daddy's seed, along with the ruin of her prostate. "Gnh... So fucking worthless. I should have killed you, really. But I am merciful. You get to stay on as my Milk-Cow. Even more worthless than these broodmares, cause you can't fucking breed yourself."


Tara the Breeder sent, 1w, 2d ago:
The sissy shemale sobbed and choked out cries of pain, her ass split wide open and drooling a mix of blood and Azzra's thick sloppy pre. More and more of that meat invading her body, the bulge easily seen traveling up her stomach, bloating it out before growing between her huge milky tits. Finally, her sobs and cries were snuffed out by gags, choking some and gagging around that cock in her throat before pre splattered from between her lips, gasping in air around that massive meat log. Her cock didn't even give a small throb, her prostate busted for a good while, if not permanently! It was hard to say, with the healing powers of fel, but for now her cock was limp and flaccid, her tits acting as the main attraction now, huge and swollen with milk, some of the white stud-feed dripping from her teat-like nipples.

Preparing her vicious orgasm ladden with destructive fel-cum, Azzra started to pull back her massive fuckpole, leaving a sloppy streak of burning jizz in Sissy's little throat and thus forcing her to endulge the vicious taste of her sire's superior spunk. With a few more pumps of her massive, equine body Azzra forced her savage horsecock right into the middle of Sissy's meat-tunnel, before she unleashed the cruel onslaught of her perverse orgasm. Thick ropes of burning, glowing-green seed exploded out of her flared horsecock, splattering into Sissy's body and drowning to in a terrible wave of Fel-Taint. Now the puny dicksleeve's fate was truely sealed, as the tidal wave of Corruption closed in around her, claiming her body. With an intense burning sensation that lashed through her flesh, Sissy's tits began to expand at an obscene, mind-blowing speed, growing into fat, overweight milk-pumpkins almost too heavy to lift off the ground. At the same time, her tongue and lips grew thicker and fuller, transforming into the perfect facefuck-toys.

The shemale gagged and coughed, sucking in air as Azzra pulled back before vomiting up a thick load of pre, the sudden withdrawal of that meat leaving her holes gaping before it stopped halfway into her belly, resting in her stomach acids. It took a few seconds before flooding her stomach with the gunk, diluting her acids and quickly making it spray out her throat, her tits growing giant and wobbling with milk, so big they touched the ground when she bent over and her lips stung and burned before growing thicker and fuller along with her tongue. Her face quickly turning more and more into a living sex toy than anything sensible, lips permanently puckered up to a small confused "o" look, jizz spewing out from them and her nose, going limp on Azzra's dick as her own oozed a tiny amount of milky pre. Her belly almost as round and full as her breasts~!

With a cruel snort Azzra lifted one of her front hooves off the ground only to press it against Sissy's head and force her face down into the dirt of Shadowmoon-Vally, just for the sake of it. Even with her thick, stinking cum still dribbling out of all of the pathetic shemale's holes, Azzra still felt like she had not abused her worthless daughter enough. Eventually though she turned away, at least for the moment, only to cast her cruel, glowing gaze upon her two daughters that had gone un-fertilized up until now. A vicious grin crawled onto the Eredar's black lips as she trotted her massive taur-body towards the two Fucksluts and spread her arms in an open invitation. "So girls, who wants to be bred first?"

The otherwise unnamed shemale daughter had her head shoved down into the ground, fat lips and huge tongue pushed into dirt with a whimpering cry from the total dick-slut. Her ass gaped and ruined as cum leaked out, remaining in that position as all of it was too much on the freshly born shemale, eyes crossed and brain melted. The two females lit up at the idea of getting bred before looking at each other with a slight furrowing of their brow. It was then that one of the girls shoved the other down before quickly going toward Azzra. "I do! I do!" "Hey that's not fair! Get your ass back here!" The shoved girl got back up, huffing and pushing the other away. Soon enough, the two girls got into a rather silly looking fight, all over who gets to be filled with children first. Azzra could tell that at least these two daughters had some worth as breeders.

"Ssshh...", cooed Azzra with a delighted smile as she trotted up towards her perverted spawn. "No fighting, alright? You'll both be bred. Don't waste energy on fighting eachother, when you could just as well spend it to please me. The pleasure of your Stud is always most important, even more important than your puny desires. Because you are worthless, right? Just as worthless as that little shit over there." Azzra nodded towards the broken shemale. "I trust you don't need the same kind of lesson she needed? The only thing about you that has any worth, is your potential to become carriers of my spawn. Me putting my seed and part of me into you is what is going to give you a certain worth." As she letured her daughters, Azzra gestured them closer, so the hulking centauress could place her large, rough hands on their flat, worthless bellies. "If I breed both of you, you'll be more than just sisters. Being sisters means nothing. That piece of trash over there is your sister too. No, when I breed you, you'll be Slavesisters, because you serve the same cock and carry the same bull's babies. Being Slavesisters means that you don't get to fight anymore. It means all your energy and devotion will have to go into pleasing me. Otherwise I am going to replace you, because you are just the worthless vessels for my seed. Understood, girls?"

The two girls stopped quarreling as Azzra spoke, looking up and listening intently. Frowning softly at being called as worthless as that shemale, the one girl about to speak up about their wombs before Azzra got to it, quieting her as she gave a small nod. As Azzra gestured to the shemale bimbo, she was busy coughing and vomiting up glowing green sludge onto the ground, trembling and barely able to get to her knees with those gigantic knockers on her chest. Blushing softly as Azzra actually touched them without fucking their holes, not expecting the gentle caress from such brutish and bone-breaking hands. "YesMistress!" They both answered in unison, nodding and smiling. They seemed to be in love with the idea of being slave sisters! Especially if it meant Azzra wouldn't just break their backs if they weren't pumping babies out fast enough, considering that the shemale was still alive!


"Alright, girls", continued Azzra in the same calm tone that she had used previously and that was pretty similar to one might talk to a complete moron. "Now let's get you knocked up. But first you need names. You'll be Candy and you will be Mandy." Azzra pointed at her daughters in random order, obviously not caring which girl got which name. One was just as good as the other for walking wombs. Chuckling the vivious Eredar added: "I am going to breed Candy first. So get on your knees, love. But don't be sad, Mandy, you'll get my balls all to yourself while you wait for your love slavesister to be bred. Afterwards you two fuckpigs can compare bellies!" Snorting in twisted delight, Azzra reached out to grope one tit of each slutty Draenei. The two of them were a shame for their race. Too corrupted and brain-dead to be anything else than fucksleeves. Just one generation after Tara and their proud herritage had already degenerated to that of mindless fuckgoats.