A black Tauren with creamy white spots along it's body stomped through Silvermoon, hard black hooves clipping and clopping upon the stone pathway that trailed through the city. Like most Tauren, this one was big, but at the same time small for Tauren standards. Her breasts were about as large as a Blood Elf woman's head and were white like the rest of her belly. Her nipples were pink and relatively small. She was a druid, and likewise wore a cloth robe which exposed quite a bit of her ample cleavage.
Mahni was her name, and she was scheduled to meet with an Enchanter within Murder Row. When she finally reached the place it was dark and cramped, not at all fitting for a Tauren druid. She walked into the inn which was empty save a Blood Elf patiently waiting at a table in the corner. She walked over to him, hefting her bag up and onto the table.
"Are you Thylos? She asked, brown eyes looking the elf over.
"Indeed I am," he replied. You must be Mahni." He stood up and bowed, long hair cascading down around him.
"Yes, I have all of the materials required for the enchantment upon my robe."
"Good, why don't you strip out of it so I can begin the spellwork," he said.
Mahni frowned, she did not know that she had to strip out of the robe to get it enchanted. Oh well though, I suppose it doesn't matter, nothing he hasn't seen before," she thought.
She slipped her robe off and laid it down upon the table before fishing the materials required for the enchantment out of her bag. Her black and white speckled rear-end waggled as she did so, causing the Blood Elf's eyes to wonder down to it. In truth, this was why he became an enchanter. The Tauren didn't need to disrobe, he could have enchanted it just as easily with it on her, but what fun would that be? Even if it DID earn him a slap or two on occasion from women who knew better. Quickly averting his eyes, he took the materials needed for the enchantment after she had turned around and offered him them. He noted that she had given him an excess amount of the ingredients. He grinned before casting the enchant on her robe, but quickly threw in another less powerful enchant with the materials left over from the first before she could notice. The extra enchant had made her already loose robe even more loose, to where a small breeze could easily lift up her robe or expose the milky jugs on her lightly furred chest. Holding the robe behind his back, he held out his other hand, expecting a tip.
"Oh, you want a tip,huh?" she stammered. "I don't really have any gold on me..."
He pointed to a sign that was plastered to the wall.
Your mats free with just a small tip!
Mahni bit her lip, she didn't want to cheat him, her people weren't like that, but she didn't have anything to give him that would be of use-unless he liked grime encrusted objects.
"I have nothing to give you, but I could come back later and repay you if that is an option?"
"Cash on the spot, how do I know you won't just leave the robe and not come back?"
She frowned, aware that he wouldn't lose any profit anyways as the materials were hers. Despite this, she refrained from saying anything and instead toyed with the braids of her hair.
Thylos looked down to the hand playing with her hair. It was close to one of her large breasts which swayed and jiggled lightly as she rocked back and forth on her hooves uncertainly. He turned around and threw her robe on a nearby table, the loose piece of cloth draping over the table like a table cover.
He grinned wickedly and dropped his pants, causing the Tauren to elicit a bewildered gasp. He cast yet another enchantment upon his manhood, and in a few seconds the semi-hard member had grown enormously bigger. It poked and rubbed against the Taurens thigh, leaving a small trail of precum on her fur.
"You can either repay me my way, or you can go to jail with the Wretched."
Mahni gulped, eyeing the large cock before her with a slight tinge of curiosity mixed with fear. It was big, only a tiny bit bigger than the average Tauren, but still big. After a bit of deliberation she finally agreed. She did NOT want to go to prison with the Wretched.
"What must I do?" she asked, head bowed, big brown eyes staring at the head of the mans cock. It looked as if it was mocking her predicament.