Warcraft - sex and fantasy
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Category:
+S through Z › World of Warcraft
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
Views:
9,136
Reviews:
2
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own World of Warcraft, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Warcraft - sex and fantasy
DISCLAIMER: Do not own or claim to own World of Warcraft. I make no money from this story. It is for enjoyment purposes only. This disclaimer applies to all following chapters. WARNING: The content on this site contains adult content, including potentially offensive adult language. If you are not 18 years of age or older, stop reading this story now.
/sigh
I am wondering through the forest today, hoping to kill a nice boar. I enjoy slow cooked beer basted meat, especially when I cook it over an open campfire. As I am walking through the Hillsbr area, I can smell the wonderful rich flowers, the odor of someone cooking fresh meat nearby, the birds chirping in the air and I see a small squirrel scurry away from me as I approach a large tower. The sun appears to be setting now as I end my long day in search of my selected prey.
I begin to mount my trusty steed when I hear some noises off in the distance. I am thinking that it is some fellow Alliance hunters also turning in for the evening. My armor is in great need of repairs and I am low on rations. Fortunately, I know a nice smithy in a town nearby. He is sure to help me out, in trade for some skins and pelts.
The noises I heard start to become a loud grumble as I ride closer into town. As I approach the near tower, the noises become quite clear now.
I hear “Mogg Rosh Grug, Grong kek kek kek”.
I know that sound all to well. I can smell their stink as I am downwind from them...
...Horde. I decide to approach with caution, to see what is going on. As I approach, I attempt to be unnoticed by concealing myself in some nearby bushes. I then slowly peel back a branch to get a closer look.
To my surprise, they are not dining on raw meat as I would expect from such lowly creatures. Rather they appear to be huddled around something close to the tower, but I cannot make out what it is. I then hear more grunts and what appears to be laughing in a sinister sort of way.
Once again I try to get closer and move behind a tree. I peer through the bodies of two large grunts and see their target. A most beautiful Night Elf female. She is surrounded by about 5 of ugliest, smelliest most vile creatures that you can imagine ...Orcs.
At this point I am not sure what to do. I mean... there is five of them and one of me. I don't really like these odds, but at the same time I wonder what their plans are for this young Night Elf. I continue to wait. I am thinking “maybe they are just harassing her and will move on soon”.
One of the Orcs approaches the Night Elf Female. She is startled and begins to weep heavily. The Orc has a knife in his hand. He raises the knife to the Night Elf's body and with one swipe the knife peels open her chest armor. I am shocked, it all happened so fast. What should I do... run in and surprise them ...maybe? Great hammer of wrath, are they going to kill this precious thing?
The Orc laughs menacingly now. He is still waving the sharp knife in front of her. She appears to be horrified and in shock with nowhere to run. The Orc takes another swipe
as his blade glistens in the sunset. Her shirt falls to the ground and exposes the most beautiful breasts. Her skin is a light cream and her nipples are hard with dark edges around them in a light purple hue. Thankfully she was not harmed by the knife. This appears to be a high ranking officer, so he must be skilled using that blade.
I hear the Orc party now breathing heavily with slight deep rumbles and groans as if they are a starving pack of wolves about to eat a large kill.
...to be continued
/sigh
I am wondering through the forest today, hoping to kill a nice boar. I enjoy slow cooked beer basted meat, especially when I cook it over an open campfire. As I am walking through the Hillsbr area, I can smell the wonderful rich flowers, the odor of someone cooking fresh meat nearby, the birds chirping in the air and I see a small squirrel scurry away from me as I approach a large tower. The sun appears to be setting now as I end my long day in search of my selected prey.
I begin to mount my trusty steed when I hear some noises off in the distance. I am thinking that it is some fellow Alliance hunters also turning in for the evening. My armor is in great need of repairs and I am low on rations. Fortunately, I know a nice smithy in a town nearby. He is sure to help me out, in trade for some skins and pelts.
The noises I heard start to become a loud grumble as I ride closer into town. As I approach the near tower, the noises become quite clear now.
I hear “Mogg Rosh Grug, Grong kek kek kek”.
I know that sound all to well. I can smell their stink as I am downwind from them...
...Horde. I decide to approach with caution, to see what is going on. As I approach, I attempt to be unnoticed by concealing myself in some nearby bushes. I then slowly peel back a branch to get a closer look.
To my surprise, they are not dining on raw meat as I would expect from such lowly creatures. Rather they appear to be huddled around something close to the tower, but I cannot make out what it is. I then hear more grunts and what appears to be laughing in a sinister sort of way.
Once again I try to get closer and move behind a tree. I peer through the bodies of two large grunts and see their target. A most beautiful Night Elf female. She is surrounded by about 5 of ugliest, smelliest most vile creatures that you can imagine ...Orcs.
At this point I am not sure what to do. I mean... there is five of them and one of me. I don't really like these odds, but at the same time I wonder what their plans are for this young Night Elf. I continue to wait. I am thinking “maybe they are just harassing her and will move on soon”.
One of the Orcs approaches the Night Elf Female. She is startled and begins to weep heavily. The Orc has a knife in his hand. He raises the knife to the Night Elf's body and with one swipe the knife peels open her chest armor. I am shocked, it all happened so fast. What should I do... run in and surprise them ...maybe? Great hammer of wrath, are they going to kill this precious thing?
The Orc laughs menacingly now. He is still waving the sharp knife in front of her. She appears to be horrified and in shock with nowhere to run. The Orc takes another swipe
as his blade glistens in the sunset. Her shirt falls to the ground and exposes the most beautiful breasts. Her skin is a light cream and her nipples are hard with dark edges around them in a light purple hue. Thankfully she was not harmed by the knife. This appears to be a high ranking officer, so he must be skilled using that blade.
I hear the Orc party now breathing heavily with slight deep rumbles and groans as if they are a starving pack of wolves about to eat a large kill.
...to be continued