Orgasmic Proliferator

World of Warcraft: Orgasmic Proliferator

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World of Warcraft belongs to Blizzard Entertainment and I'm not making any money from writing this story. Go figure.

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A long, long, time ago... In some geek's demented imagination, far away...

"Two Truesilver Transformers, a Mithril Cylinder, four Thorium Bars, Shadow Silk, a Black Pearl, a bit of Zanzil's Mixture, sixteen Hearts of the Wild, a Gnomish Universal Remote, a barrel of Goblin Rocket Fuel, twenty-five Flasks of Mojo..."

"...And a Scarlet Diamond?"

The two gnomes, a mage and a rogue, slowly turn to look up at the sinister walls of Scarlet Monastery. The mage is wearing white robes and has green hair under his comfortable looking Indiana Jones hat. His enormous, thin mustache points up diagonally on both sides. His companion sits down and removes the black hood to reveal his pale face. He is bald and wearing some kind of ninja robes.

"Gruber you dumb son of a Murloc, there's no such thing as a Scarlet Diamond! Either that goblin you've been talking to is plain crazy or just trying to make you look like a fool!"

"I know what I'm doing Sathas! Sprocketspring showed me a tome that proved it! I'm not even sure if they call it a fricking Scarlet Diamond, but I do know the monks who originally built this place had some kind of treasure... An arcane material that can help synchronize the energies of my invention and bring it to life!"

"Gruber, you just stole some junk from Gnomeregan, tried rebuilding it and gave it a silly name."

"Orgasmic Proliferator is NOT a silly name! And it's not a piece of junk, it's a brilliantly designed ray cannon that will be able to stun everything!"

"Sure, everything. Except beasts, elementals, undead, dragonkin, anything mechanical..."

"Well... Alright, so it only works on humanoids so far. And demons."

"Actually I bet demons will become more active instead of stunned. Especially Succubi should get a kick out of it..."

"That's enough! Quit mocking my invention and start searching for the last reagent!"

Sathas just stares at Gruber in anger for a while. "Or are you suddenly nolonger interested in dating Catelyn the Blade? Good luck trying to talk her into hanging out with you without my connections in Dalaran! What's left of Dalaran anyway..."

"ALRIGHT already! I'll go take a look for your damn reagent."

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ONE HOUR LATER
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Gruber gazes expectingly at Sathas as he comes sneeking out one of the windows.

"Look, I don't think it's there. If anybody had anything like it in there it would have been Doan. And he sure as hell didn't have it on him the moment I slit his throat while he was taking a nap. And then I searched his quarters, twice!"

"Goddamn it... Well did you find anything else?"

"I looked around the observatory and I found this little red key inside a box. It think I can use it to get into the Cathedral..."

"Good! Haven't looked there yet have you?"

"Well no-"

"Then what are you waiting for? Go search for the reagent there!"

Sathas lowers his hood again. "In the Cathedral?! Why don't come with me you smartass? I'm not going in there alone."

"Who, me? But-" Obviously the mage wasn't expecting this kind of proposal.

"What's wrong, too scared? Ha, I should've known, you cowardly mage."

"God, damn it... Fine, I'll come with you. Just let me ready my cloaking device..."

"Right, let's get moving. Good thing for you there aren't many Tracking Hounds at the Cathedral or you'd be caught before you can say 'shitty invention'."

Gruber turns invisible at the click of a button. "Hhhmph, like those stupid creatures would be able to see through my cloaking device."

"They don't have to see you, they'd smell you. Now, let's get moving. This way." He puts the hood back on and becomes stealthed.

They sneak inside and Sathas uses the key he found in the Observatory on the door. He waits patiently to get the timing right and opens the doorinc when no-one's looking. Since they're gnomes, they don't need a very wide opening to be able to pass through unnoticed. They evade groups of the powerful yet oblivious guards and myrmidons, to the other side of the fountains, all the way to the enormous Cathedral entrance. Gruber looks at all the security and starts to worry. "How in the outlands are we supposed to get past that huge door?" He whispers in the direction of where he thinks Sathas is.

"Come on, I'll try to find a way to get around it." They stalk past the outer walls when suddenly Sathas finds a large loose stone. With some help from the mage they manage to pull the stone out of the way revealing a hole that's barely large enough to allow the two gnomes to crawl in through the opening. They find themselves in a long tunnel shaft. "Good work Sathas!" "Hey, what can I say? I'm a pro." Gruber pulls out his wand to illuminate the strange zig-zagging tunnel. "Gruber." "Yes?" "I think we've found the exit. Just help push this thing here aside and..." The gnomes succesfully push a barrel away that was standing in front of the tunnel exit. After they've pushed it back they take the time to look around. "...The hell is this place?"

A comfy bed stands in one corner next to a desk filled with books, yet in the other corner and in the center of the room chains lay on the ground and also hang from the ceiling. The dimly lit room they are in is not quite a torture room and not quite someone's living quarters but rather a combination of both. Gruber stares at the chains. "Must be a room where somebody personally interrogates prisoners." Sathas sifts through the books on the desk and finds a journal. "Not just somebody, it's Commander Mograine who lives in here." "Wait, hold on a minute... Mograine? Come on, we have to get out of here." "Don't tell me you're scared of just one human." "Sathas, this is no mere human! This is the Scarlet Commander! We couldn't possibly survive an encounter with this guy, he's practically invincible!"

Suddenly they hear somebody opening the locks on the door. They sprint over to the comfy bed and hide under it just in time before Mograine enters the room and slams the door behind him. It would seem like he's in a pretty grim mood. He walks over to his desk looking for something, and he notices that there is something missing... A journal to be more precise. He gazes for a moment and his anger builds up to new heights. With a short sword pulled out he starts searching his room, looking behind barrels and crates. "Any thieving rats in here in need of smiting?"

"Gruber." "Yes?" "I think I know how we can get out of this mess." "How." "See, I already have your reagent. I forgot to tell you the small key I found in the observatory is made of some kind of crystal... I think it may be the reagent you need." Gruber picks the small red key out of his friend's hand, fascinated by the eerie red glow. "Go ahead, use your invention to stun that fanatic wacko over there so we can get out of here!" "What if we're wrong though? I'd have to analise this material first and test it a couple of times." "There's no time for any of that, just use it already."

Gruber clicks two pieces together of what appears to be a heavily modified ray gun and places the Scarlet Key inside of it. He aims, hesitates for a moment while Mograine approaches the bed with his sword drawn, and Gruber fires the Orgasmic Proliferator. For a second there Sathas thought he saw Mograine fill up with red light as he drops his sword.

The Commander remains completely still, slightly bend over forward and his arms flexed, but still nonetheless. Sathas looks hopeful. "...Did it work?" Gruber shakes his head in sorrow. "He's still standing." "But, what's he doing then? He's just standing there, looking bewildered."

Mograine finally straightens himself and turns around, looking quite content all of a sudden. For some reason he has completely forgotten about the intruders hiding underneath his bed. With a determined expression on his face, he walks over to the door and opens it so he can say something to the guard outside. Something about 'Doan's assistants'. He then walks back to his desk, sits down on his chair and systematically starts to rip apart important books and paperwork. Minutes later two female mages enter the room carefully and close the door behind them. One of them is a blonde with long, straight hair, the other's a brunette with a ponytail.

The blonde sinks through her knees, begging for mercy. "Commander, there was nothing we could have done about it! Please, you have to believe us!" The brunette, on the contrary, takes a much more aggressive stance. "You wish to blame us for Doan's death, don't you? After everything we've done for him? Everything we've done for the crusade?" Mograine merely stares at the torn pages lying on his desk. "That's why you called for us, didn't you?" The blonde gets up from her knees and stands in front of the brunette as if trying to protect her. "Commander, she's still upset about the death of our master, please don't listen to her... Please, Commander... Can you find it in your heart to forgive us?" There is a short pause until the brunette simply says: "Well?"

Mograine stands up looking rather cheerful all of a sudden. "There's nothing to worry about, servants of Doan. I've already asked High Inquisitor Whitemane to try and resurrect your master. I'll make sure the security around his quarters will be doubled so this will never have to happen again and you two will not be blamed for the attack on his life."

The blonde mage finds this almost too good to be true and starts smiling. "So that means we're forgiv-"

"However..." Mograine suddenly moves quite swiftly and circles around the two mages to lock the door. "You two owe me a favor." He advances on the blonde mage with a maniacal smile on his face and his hands forward. The two gnomes still hiding under the bed can do nothing but stare as Scarlet Commander Mograine eagerly starts making out with the extremely surprised blonde mage while fondling her breasts with his right hand. Both mages are paralyzed with shock until the brunette finds the courage to start shouting at Mograine while trying to pull him away from her colleauge. Mograine ignores the brunette completely.

"Gruber, remember when I predicted that your invention would have a reverse effect on demons?" "Yeah?" "Well, either Mograine's a demon, or it ain't just demons who get a kick out of getting zapped by that thing."

For a moment, red light appears to shine off of her, then something inside of the blonde mage's mind just snaps. She gives in to her carnal lusts and starts kissing Mograine passionately while groping his erect manhood through his pants. "Hhmmm, Mograine..."

Gruber simply cannot believe his eys. "She's... acting the same way now. Incredible." "I say, it would seem your invention's eh, energy, is quite contagious."

The Scarlet commander rips the top of the blonde's robes open so he can taste her nipples and suck on them as they grow harder. At this point the brunette backs off yelling: "WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU TWO?" when suddenly the Commander turns around and gazes hungrily upon her. Before she even gets the chance to say anything Mograine puts his tongue in her mouth while stroking her hair, while the other mage shows up behind her breathing loudly. The blonde gropes the brunette's ass quite tightly making her jump, after which she lifts the robes and kneels to get a better view of things while tearing off her own robes. While the blonde mage is soothing her colleauge's lady-parts with her slender fingers, Mograine forces the brunette down on her knees. The brunette glows in red light for the blink of an eye and then positions her suddenly quite damp cunt right on top of the blonde's face who is now lying on her back underneath taking advantage of this new position and experimenting with her tongue. Mograine rips away the brunette's remaining clothes and takes off his pants. "Show me your loyalty, servant of the crusade!" The brunette dives forward to get a hold of his cock with both hands. "Yes Commander!" And she closes her lips around the top of Mograine's cock and starts sucking savagely. Of course the blonde wants to get a taste as well so she crawls out from underneath the soaking wet brunette and starts sucking on the Commander's testicles. After that they take turns giving what might be the dirtiest blowjob ever as every inch of the Commander's manhood is getting stroked, sucked and played with. Proving to have turned into complete whores alltogether the two mages sometimes take a break to lick eachother's sweaty faces or to grab eachother's nipples. The brunette suddenly jumps on top of Mograine and he lands on his back. She spreads her long legs so she can let the Commander's rock-hard member slide all the way into her sloppy cunt. While she is riding him wildly the blonde continues to play with the lucky man's balls. After thrusting and twisting wildly with her legs for maximum stimulation for a while, the Commander's eyes suddenly look like they are about to explode. The blonde (who wants the sperm all for herself) grabs the brunette's ass, lifts her up and opens her mouth so the throbbing penis slides out and ejaculates massive quantities of cum all over her face and tits. The brunette kneels in front of the blonde so she can lick the cum off her boobs and then feed it to her colleague with a kiss.

For a moment the two mages are too busy embracing eachother to notice that Mograine has passed the fuck out. Sathas finds the sight quite comical. "Hey, I guess it does work! The target is stunned, right after it orgasms that is." "Shh! Quiet! That ray I fired at Mograine was still quite unstable and it may have caused some potentially bad side-effects, dangerous side-effects, the kind I don't want those two mages to spread on to me." "You mean you don't want to go near them because they're covered in Mograine's manjuice, right?" "No, that's not what I meant..."

The two cum swapping mages are about to start fingering eachother when suddenly somebody knocks on the door. Then they hear a stern voice that can only belong to High Inquisitor Whitemane: "Hello? Why is this door locked? I tried resurrecting Doan but my attempts were futile. Whoever assassinated him must have used a dagger covered in some kind of poison. Now open the door, there are some things I have to discuss with you." The two mages simply stare at the door, still stroking eachother gently. "Hello?" Whitemane is starting to sound worried. One of the two mages moans softly, and it would seem that Whitemane heard it. "What is the meaning of this? Open this door right now or I'll break it down!" The two mages grab some of the chains hanging from the ceiling and walk over to the door and take a strategic position at either side. The door flies off its hinges and hits the ground. The first thing Whitemane sees as she enters the room is Mograine, who looks like he orgasmed to death with no pants on. "Mograine... What on earth happened-" The two mages abuse her amazement and ambush her. They make sure she can't fight back by handcuffing her arms and legs with the chains on the ceiling and floor. "BY THE LIGHT! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" Whitemane is now at the mercy of two obsessive nymphomaniacs with white goo smeared all over their tits and faces.
They force Whitemane into the doggy style position and start licking her thighs and caressing her silvery white hair. The red hat - otherwise known as Whitemane's Chapeau - falls off and Sathas quickly crawls out of the hiding place so he can nab it and dive back. "Dibs on the phat loot!" "Fuck that, I'll fight you for it." "Maybe later, the show's still on."

Whitemane is utterly confused and frightened as the blonde in front of her keeps licking her in the face and fondling her breasts through the Scarlet tabard while the brunette is on the opposite side spanking the living daylights out of her. Then they switch places and the blonde mage lets her tongue slide all over the Inquisitor's firm butt. Whitemane can't stop herself from moaning briefly when the mage behind her tears off the black panties and starts licking the cute newly revealed pussy. She can raise the dead, single-handedly destroy legions of Scourge and keep all those who serve her constantly motivated, but Whitemane has absolutely no idea how to deal with being raped by two of her own female troops like this.

"Sathas, would you look at that. I think Whitemane has some kind of mental resistance that's protecting her from turning into a pervert as well. Her body is enjoying it but her mind is still her own and in absolute chaos." "Interesting observation Gruber..."

The blonde mage was just getting the hang of giving Whitemane cunnilingus when she suddenly gets pushed aside by somebody who just entered through the door. The brunette stops teasing Whitemane's subtle red nipples with her mouth for a moment and looks up at this new visitor. Whitemane looks over her shoulder and is glad to see Herod who's coming to save the day. Or is he? He's just standing there, just as confused as Whitemane is. "Eh, Inquisitor? Your private parts are showing. What exactly are you doing in here?" Suddenly Mograine wakes up and walks over to Whitemane to grab her perfectly round milky white breasts. "Herod, this is a rare opportunity for you to get to know your leader a little better than usual. What do you say? Have you got anything specific in mind you'd like to do now?"

For a moment everybody stares at Herod. "Well, I've always wanted to fuck Whitemane up the ass, if that's okay with you of course." "Permission granted!" Mograine yells enthusiastically. "And Herod? Enjoy yourself, that's an order." To the High Inquisitor's horror Herod steps forward, spits on her backdoor and starts fingering her anally to open up the sphincter a little while Mograine tries to force her to give him a blowjob. Whitemane resists by keeping her mouth closed as Mograine has his penis up against her lips, trying to penetrate her face. Even when he starts trying to pry her mouth open with one hand while using the other hand to close off her nose she keeps her mouth shut tight. "I've waited a long time for this." Herod says as he crams his gigantic cock up Whitemane's quivering virgin anus. Her jaw drops as she gasps in shock, and Mograine quickly stuffs her mouth full of wang while it's still open. Finally Whitemane gives in to pleasure as well and a red glowing light radiates from her really quickly that goes all the way into Herod's unbreakable manhood where it spreads further into his head. The two mages get down on eachother in the 69 position while Herod and Mograine keep fucking Whitemane's face and asshole like it's the most normal thing in the world. They pick up a faster pace and penetrate even deeper as she moans and sweats. Herod's throbbing cock is greatly abusing the flexibility of the hole it's in while Mograine moves so fast while grabbing Whitemane by her hair that it sometimes almost makes her choke, though she doesn't seem to care about this at all.

In the meanwhile, the two mages are going crazy about eachother's delicate pussies and start howling in pleasure as they orgasm in unison with their thighs twitching, and they fall asleep on top of eachother.

Once again Mograine's eyes look like they are about to burst open and ignite. Herod can feel the climax coming as he brutally spanks Whitemane's soft white ass while Mograine gets a better grip on her tits. Herod shouts and sighs at the same time as he rams his cock in extra deep one last time and lets out his bodily fluids to fill up Whitemane's rectum with warm creamy sperm. Mograine gives Whitemane a gentle bitchslap to warn her of impending doom and grabs her head firmly as he pumps his thick hot juicy cum down Whitemane's throat straight into her stomach. Amazingly she swallows everything eagerly, thinking it has a rather sweet taste.

Now both Mograine and Herod pass the fuck out and fall over backwards while still spurting cum. Big wads land all over Whitemane's face and ass.

She is smiling.