Niona scampered along to catch up to her teammates. They hurried along with eager hoots and hollers, racing to defeat the last boss. Niona couldn't help but roll her eyes. Sure, she was just a rogue, but it wasn't like she was useless. They were bound to miss her skill.
Taking her time, Niona rounded the corner, expecting to see whatever baddie was their next challenge to be nothing but a blood splatter on the floor. Instead, she was greeted with the sight of her teammates as nothing but blood splatters on the floor. Niona gasped in shock, stopping in her tracks.
A trio stood around the corpses, rummaging through coin purses and pockets for anything useful. It looked to be a Human, perhaps a Paladin, a warrior Tauren, and a Night Elf rogue, like herself. At the sound of her gasp, they whipped around with weapons drawn.
Knowing a loss when she saw one, Niona quickly dropped her weapons onto the ground and raised her hands into the air in the hopes of staying alive.
The trio shared a strange look and sauntered over to her, weapons at the ready.
"What's your name?" the Tauren asked, obviously the mediator between her and the Alliance scum.
Niona swallowed the lump in her throat and manged to rasp, "Niona. Niona Stormstrike."
The Tauren smirked and peered down at the smaller woman. "Those boys you were travelling with were weak. They hardly put up a fight," he sneered, jabbing a fthumb back at the carnage.
Niona's fear seemed to vanish, at least for the moment. "Those 'boys'," she spat, "were my friends. And they had strengths that you couldn't even compare to."
The Tauren let out a hearty laugh, straight from the belly. "Maybe that's so, but they're dead now and therefore," he hissed, "their is nothing stopping us from fucking the life out of you."
Niona was taken aback. "I- What?" she stammered, taking in the huge size of the Tauren. There was no way.
"You heard me," he sneered. "Your tight pussy will bring pleasure to our big, thick cocks. I'm sure your 'strong' boys would have prepared you for that, whore."
Niona glared at the beefy Tauren. "I am no whore. I am a proud member of the Sin'dorei and I will not be used as some sort of fuc-"
Niona was silenced as the Tauren, in one fluid motion, grabbed at her chest piece and ripped it off, exposing her soft black bra. Now, for a Blood Elf, Niona wasn't exactly small breasted. To avoid confrontation, she wore a tight fitting leather piece that helped hide her size. However, without it to protect them, her large breasts protruded from her chest noticeably.
All three men's eyes widened in lust and Niona couldn't help but blush underneath their intense stairs. The Tauren made a grab for her tits, but she quickly leened back, narrowing her eyes at him. "I will not be made into a whore, Tauren."