Chen Stormstout took one step after another, his beady black eyes locked on the delicious piece of Night Elven ass in front of him as she led him towards her leader. Chen was a Pandaren, a race of Panda men which hailed from Pandaria. They were a rare race in Azeroth as the Pandaren people generally kept to themselves on their island. Many didn't even believe they existed. However, he enjoyed travelling and finding new ways to make different brews of alcohol. The Night Elves were known more for their wine than their alcohol, but they were also known for their women. He had fucked a girl of just about every race on the planet, including Jaina Proudmoore, but for some reason he seemed to have a fetish for purple girls who conveniently had an animal fetish. Unlike the beautiful Night Elf guard in front of him who was clad in a skimpy pair of near see-through panties and bra, Chen wore a black and white robe with wooden sandals and a matching wood hat which cast a shadow over his furred face. He carried a filled keg under one arm, and a bo, or staff, in the other. He would occasionally poke the light purple ass of the guard in front of him as she escorted him to Shandris Feathermoon, but she would only giggle or remain silent.
When the two finally arrived at Shandris' chambers the pretty guard turned and left, but not before the Panda-man reached out to spank her on the rear, making sure to roughly grip the flesh of her ass in his paw before letting go. She didn't protest, and silently stalked away as soon as his hand lifted from her rear-end. Chen turned towards the Sentinel leader's chamber door and opened it, quickly stepping inside to find a room covered in a blanket of darkness. The only light came from the moon which shined in from various small holes in the walls. Chen stepped further inside, his paw-foot cracking a layer of leaves on the floor. Beady black eyes surveyed the room, curious as to why Shandris seemed absent, until his eyes picked out to curious speckles of light within the darkness.
"I am glad you could make it Chen Stormstout," the pair of eyes said, stepping out of the darkness and up to the Pandaren.
"I would not miss such an invitation," he replied, bowing slightly.
"Night Elf legends speak words of your kind." She was right in front of him now, and he could see that her outfit was even more revealing than the guard's. She wore a bra and panties, both of which looked to be formed from smooth vines, however the vines were not big or thick and they did a terrible job at covering up the things underneath them. Her dark purple nipples stood out on her pale-purple skin, as the vines didn't cover them, and even seemed to avoid them.
"All good words I hope."
Shandris' eyes flickered downwards and her tongue shot out to lick her lips.
"Definitely. Now why don't I help you get out of that robe, you're a guest and as such should feel welcomed and comfortable."
Shandris' hands were nearly a blur as she undid the tie preventing the robe from coming undone, and she had gotten the black robe on the ground before he could even protest.
"Oh my, you could have warned me that you didn't have anything underneath your robe on," she said, in feigned surprise. However her words and tone contradicted her actions, as she was on her knees in a flash, the Pandaren man still in front of the doorway he had came in. The Night Elf woman wrapped her hands around his already hardening shaft, admiring its girth and caressing it like a lover. Her soft purple hands glided over it's surface until it was fully erect and at full mast, her lips yearning to wrap around it.
"It's beautiful," she murmured, before bowing her head down and preparing to lick it.
"Tsk, what a compromising position you've gotten yourself into Shandris." A strong voice rang out through the room, startling the both of them and causing Shandris' tongue to retreat back into her mouth before it could even touch the cock in front of it.
"You always butt in unannounced. That's a very rude thing to do in most cultures, mother."
"Well we are very different than most cultures, Shandris."
A tall Night Elf woman with pure purple skin stepped up to the two, dark purple lips curving into a smile. Her hair was midnight blue, and it trailed down onto her chest, coming to a stop ontop of each of her breasts. She was clad in her usual white dress, except this one was different from her normal one, as it was see-through. Her bounteous set of cleavage was completely visible, except for the nipples which were covered by strands of silky blue hair. Even as her unnaturally firm pair of tits spilled out the sides of her dress, her oddly shaven pussy begged for attention. Her dark blue pubic hair had been shaved and formed into the perfect image of a tiny frostsaber head. Chen looked up and down her body eagerly, ignoring the piercing light emanating from her eyes and drinking in her curvaceous body.
"It's not everyday you get to see a Pandaren, and it isn't very elven-like of you to hog him my dear."
Tyrande stepped forward and looked at Chen.
"Do you like my dress?" she asked, turning slowly until her back was facing towards him and his stil erect cock. The see-through dress did nothing at all to hide the soft purple skin of her curved rump, and the Pandaren stared at it in awe. It was like staring into a moonwell on a clear starry night, and he didn't take his black eyes off of it until the Night Elf woman turned back around.
"I'll take that as a yes."
The Pandaren's eyes had immediately locked onto her breasts when the woman turned around, but her statement caused him to snap out of his reverie.
