My last submission was lazy, and I apologize for it. I am only leaving it attached to my name to hopefully leave a comparison to the type of writing I don't want to do, versus hopefully the rest of my submissions being the quality I do want to achieve. To expound; I think the content was good, but the quality of the writing was poor and extremely sloppy. I'm hoping to write a series based around this character , Kaaysa, and her companions, as well as a Horde trio of males (which will be introduced in the next chapter loosely titled "Ganked!"). For those not familiar with World of Warcraft, I hope you enjoy the story for the fantasy races and elements, and I am sorry that I use a lot of in-game references that may not have meaning to you, such as my last title "Pug's Suck!". And as always, please vote, please comment. Writers need feedback, and also fan-direction, or requests, can give inspiration! There was a significant gap between my last submission and this one, and I hope to reduce the turn-around on chapters, but I do have a busy life ( if only I could game and write all day! ). Enjoy!
It was big.
Very
big. No. It was
massive
. Yes, that was a better word for it.
Fuck Elune's ass with a winter-fall potioned Ursa's cock! He's enormous! At least it looks like a normal one, just...giant!
Adjectives for "big" began to roll through Kaaysa's mind, each one bringing a new feeling of dread. How was she supposed to do this? It wasn't fair for her friends to surprise her with such a huge task! When she had bet Aerynel and Shaelyn that she could out drink them, no matter what it was, but she couldn't have imagined.....
this!
Never in a million years would she have expected....
this!
No, but she had to do it. To an elite Sentinel, a bet was a bet, and she wasn't going to be bested by those two. She just hoped her love, Daeranth, understood.
Kaaysa shook her head, sending her long green hair swaying back and forth as she cleared her thoughts, giving physical action to process of wiping away her doubts so that her resolve could take over. She had only been kneeling down in front of the completely naked and restrained Tauren for a few moments, but it had already felt like hours. The nude bull-man was leering down at her, enjoying her obvious predicament. The Tauren's hungry look was causing Kaaysa to feel self-conscious of her skimpy and revealing uniform for the first time since becoming a part of the elite Sentinels. After all, her armor only consisted of what could amount to a silver metal bikini, with matching thigh high boots.
Like he really needs to be tied up when I'm about to drink these dry!
His arms and legs were held out wide to either side of his black and white spotted body, fastened to what looked like a wooden version of a paper-doll cutout, as her small hands carefully weighed the heavy and full sacks resting beneath the thick trunk of his cock.
Elune! He could club someone to death with that thing if he had to! I thought he was supposed to be disarmed!
"I hate you guys!" Kaaysa's pout only fanned the flames of Aerynel and Shaelyn's giggling; which was not to be outdone by the mirth of the crowd that had gathered to witness her rather large "ordeal". The tent-pole tavern that had sprung up in the middle of their Alliance war-camp in Ashenvale forest was packed at almost all hours. Fighting men and women always enjoyed a good drink, and a good show even more. Tonight they just so happen to be getting a wealth both. It was also hardly surprising that word of what was going on had spread like wildfire through the camp, and the size of the audience was threatening the structural integrity of the place. Not that the Tavern-Master cared as he gleefully collected coin hand over fist from the throng of thirsty spectators.
Maybe I'll get lucky and some idiot will knock a pole over, and then I can escape with what little dignity I have left....No, I was never that lucky.
Kaaysa's pouting mental soliloquy was taking over her lips as they drooped into a petulant frown.
"Maybe now you'll learn to use that big mouth of yours for something useful! Daeranth might even thank us for this!" Shaelyn's chide had Kaaysa's already pink cheeks flushing a deep warm crimson. Daeranth would certainly
NOT
thank Shaelyn and Aerynel for this! But they didn't care. Her fellow Night Elf and Sentinel-Sister, Shaelyn, was too busy falling all over her used-to-be, and so-called, best friend and Draenei, Aerynel, in uproarious fits of laughter.
This is all a big joke to them!....and an even bigger cock for me...
"Hmmph! Well....guess its time to put my money where my mouth is...or
cock
as it were..." Kaaysa let her slender elven fingers wrap themselves around the heavy and full sacks she would be 'drinking' from, weighing them one more time just to be sure they hadn't gotten any fuller....or perhaps , hopefully, less full. Each one of the Tauren's balls filled her small elven palms completely, and then some. She couldn't imagine actually downing all of the warm sticky liquid they held, or even if it were physically possible. And what did it taste like? Being a war-buddy to Shaelyn had led to her drinking her fair share of
interesting
liquids, but they were mostly alcoholic beverages. This was something completely different.