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Goldshire Chronicles	By : Rathian_Heart Category: +S through Z > World of Warcraft Views: 5844 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Golshire Chronicles
- 2-Goldshire Chronicles, Part 2
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In the Elwynn Forest, Goldshire existed as a place the most seasoned of adventurers and even the most novice, but informed chose to stay well away from. In its prime, the originally small village had existed as a hub where fledgling adventurers could gain experience in a trade or assist with everyday tasked before setting out into the world. These days, Goldshire had grown in size, but had become a disgusting hive for scum and sin, and attracted the attention of low lifes and pleasure seekers instead of potential champions of the Alliance.

Pheldra kept her head low as she walked through the filthy streets, less to appear noticed and more to block out the intense lights from each of what she could only imagine were brothels disguised as inns. She could faintly hear music thumping from each building she passed, and she could easily feel the incredible amount of magic that was in place to dampen that noise.

Though Goldshire was in Alliance territory and only a half day’s trek from Stormwind City, Pheldra noticed the distinct lack of any military presence. While there were certainly many who wore a Stormwind guard’s armor, Pheldra quickly found they were either pleasure seekers in costume or were likely deserters. Despite this lack of standing military, Pheldra noticed that there was very little evidence of excessive vandalism, crime or unruliness beyond the obvious prostitution and expected heated, sometimes drunken disagreements. It was to the point where, although she only saw them down darkened alleyways, Pheldra found varying members of the Horde.

I suppose in a place where the bottom line is how willing you are to please or be pleased, peace is a relatively easy thing to maintain, Pheldra thought to herself as she quickly glanced down an alleyway to see a pair of lime green orc girls attending to a burly Draenei male.

She sighed softly and eased some of the magic that surrounded her. Though she originally appeared human, her facial features slowly began to resemble those more akin to a blood elf. While she knew the Horde wasn't immediately discouraged from Goldshire, seeing almost exclusively back alley dealings made her wary of dropping her disguise entirely. Fortunately, the magicks she’d accumulated during her occupation of Karazhan had made much her spellwork powerful enough that only an equally skilled mage would be able to dispel it, much less even pick up on its existence.

Finally, after meandering through the streets for what felt like an hour, Pheldra came across her destination. The demons who had reclaimed Karazhan had made it difficult for Pheldra to escape, and fearing that her empowered magic could alert them to her had forced Pheldra to travel in a very out of the way route to safety through Alliance territory. Exhausted and preferring a warm bed to her weathered bedroll, Pheldra had come to Goldshire seeking possibly the only inn that could still possible function as one in the entire town. Taking a deep breath, Pheldra double checked her disguise before opening the door into the Lion’s Pride Inn.

Immediately, Pheldra’s mind swam as it was assaulted by an onslaught of magic and noise. She propped herself up against the wall in an attempt to steady herself, and once she felt she had adjusted enough, Pheldra slowly stepped deeper into the inn. Unlike many other inns she'd known that would immediately open into a central room, the Lion’s Pride had a short, snaking corridor that would open into that room.

As Pheldra slowly stumbled down the hall, she removed her heavy traveling cloak. Almost immediately, she regretted her decision as her sense threatened to be overloaded. Her mind swam as she struggled to process the actions of the dozens of Alliance of varying races and gender before her.

Several human, night elf and Draenei girls were lined against the wall and one would occasionally step forward to much cheering from a group of men and women at a nearby table. Each of them wore little to nothing, their outfits ranging from finely tailored, embroidered robes with deep splits down the legs to tight, cleavage baring blouses and tattered thongs to simply nothing at all.

Many of them seemed of average build, though Pheldra easily noticed a night elf with wide hips and a tremendous, pillowy looking ass that could easily smother a goblin. She struggled to pull her eyes away as she stared at a Draenei, her skin an eerily chalky white, with boobs easily three times the size of her head yet still able to defy gravity. Beside her, another Draenei girl stood with a more reasonable bust size, though Pheldra could tell she was enjoying just as much attention as her neighbor due to the flaccid horse cock that hung well to her knees.

On the opposite side of the room, night elf girls danced and shook on the tables as a motley crew of dwarves and gnomes showered them with gold coins. One of the night elves seemed to possess a set of impossibly colossally tits similar to the Draenei, while another had a cock that was swollen and simmered in way that reminded Pheldra of a balloon. Two or even three would share a table, and Pheldra rolled her eyes despite how overwhelming the Lion’s Pride Inn was becoming as she saw the gir's on one table eagerly making out with each other, their intertwining tongues easily visible as they groped at the other’s inflated tits or ass.

The bar area appeared to be the least surprising of the entire central area. While human and Draenei girls danced atop the counter beside a night elf male whose leather speedo look far too plump to contain anything real, Pheldra chuckled as worgen males lay passed out on the counter while two dwarves desperately struggled to keep up with a hefty sized pandaren girl. Hundreds of glasses and mugs were scattered between them, and Pheldra could guess the way the dwarves were struggling to remain on their stools, they had bit of more than they could chew in terms of drinking contests.

Throughout the inn, Pheldra could hear a cacophony of moans and grunts amidst the dull musical thumping in her ears. While she was sure that the majority of the noise existed in any of the many rooms upstairs, enough of it could be traced to the central hall. The line up of girls by the hearth, the table dancers and bar were certainly the greatest points of interest, every corner of the hall had something going on.

By a quick scan of the hall, Pheldra was able to catch a heavy set dwarf amidst a pack of transformed worgen, their blood red cock rubbing and throbbing against the dwarf’s large belly while each of them took turns lapping at her breasts. Human and night elf men, clad in only tight, black leather shorts and their muscular bodies glimmering with oil, danced and posed on the stair railings while gnomish girls giggled and flashed their miniscule tits at them. Druids would shapeshift into bears or panthers and entertain curious humans by sniffing each others asshole, or raising their legs as if to urinate. Whether as a dare or an act of lust, Pheldra shook her head when she saw one of the girls shove her head into one of the bear formed druid’s ass and inhale deeply.

In the center of the hall, Pheldra saw what had to be the Lion’s Pride Inn’s most coveted attraction. A pearly white clam shell glistened and sparkled in the light as an haunting siren’s song echoed around it and seemed to nullify the sound around it. Clear, soapy bubbles floated from the silky pink interior and gushed around the shell in a frothy white foam. Atop the interior of the shell, a Dranei woman danced, her hips shaking rhythmically as she twirled. Her skin was a pale, ghostly white and her hair done up like a royal’s with thick curls cascading down to rest at the base of her neck. Jeweled bangles adorned her wrists, ankles and tail and jingling and sang perfectly in time with the haunting lullaby from the clam shell. What caught Pheldra’s attention the most wasn’t the two colossal boobs the size of a gnome’s torso that jutted from her chest, but the two, easily eighteen inch horse cocks that hung parallel of each other, and bounced and swayed from the Draenei’s crotch as she danced.

A sharp pain on her ass brought Pheldra back to reality, and she softly cursed herself as she attempted to stifle a moan. She’d known that Goldshire was more likely going to be a haven of degenerates, people who easily thought even the least scantily clad of women would throw themselves at their mercy, and yet Pheldra had still chosen to wear a mageweave vest and leggings beneath her travelling cloak. Her outfit more resembled lingerie than anything else, something her plump ass chose to devour the back of her leggings resulting in the already very revealing piece to become more than thonglike.

“First day here, toots?” a bald, ancient looking gnome cackling as he waddled to a table where a night elf, her ass as big as he was, stood dancing. “You’d better get comfortable quick, or you’re not going to last long.”

Pheldra’s brows furrowed and her fist clenched tightly. As if by instinct, her anger manifested into a fiery red energy in her hands. Before she was able to launch the devastating fireball, she felt a hand on her shoulder and a strange calmness fill her body. She turned and took a step back as a pale blue Draenei girl’s light filled eyes bore into her.

“Ignore him, most of us do,” she hummed. “Every night, he squats in the same spot, harassing the girls and taunting the men. Some entertain him, though leave him fleeing in terror as he’s almost crushed under tit or under ass… I assume though that you’re not here for pleasure.”

“What makes you say that?” Pheldra grumbled as she glanced the Draenei up and down.

“Many who come here aren’t carrying travelling cloaks, nor appear especially weary from the road,” she continued. “I am Naruune, mistress of Karazhan.”

“How do you know that?” Pheldra’s eyes narrowed as she felt her disguise begin to slip as her anger slowly began to resurface.

“Come,” Naruune waved. “I’m sure you seek a room for the night, and I shall explain upstairs.”

Pheldra grumbled as she followed Naruune. It took some effort, but the two had managed to make their way through the crowd and ascend the stairs. Once there, Pheldra noticed the thumping quiet immensely, though the many sounds of copulation were considering more defined. Though anger still simmered within Pheldra, much of it had been diffused now that they were out of the bustling crowd in the central hall.

“I do apologize for my earlier comment,” Naruune giggled softly. “As well as the unfortunate assault from that worgen’s chest.”

Pheldra grumbled and attempted to wave it off, though she would definitely admit that being struck in the face with a pair of tits the size of watermelons was neither pleasant nor pleasurable.

“Nevermind that. Now,” Pheldra glowered as she sat at the edge of the bed. “What makes you think I’m associated with Karazhan?”

“I am a Draenei,” Naruune giggled softly. “It’s very easy for us to sense demonic energy due to our attunement to the Light, especially when it originates from our Eredar counterparts. That, coupled with the very strong aura of arcane magic that surrounds you, it’s only fitting that Karazhan would play a part in that.”

“But what would make you think I’m its mistress? The tower’s said to have been abandoned for years,” Pheldra fumed.

“It is said, yes,” Naruune grinned as she slowly began to play with the strings of her robe. “But then it is also said that a terrible creature lives there. One who has a penchant for attractive, female adventurers and keeps them as her pets.”

“You still haven’t answered my question,” Pheldra growled.

“I think your body has the answer you’re looking for,” Naruune grinned as her robe dropped to the floor.

Pheldra grumbled and cursed softly as she felt her cock slowly periscope out of her tight, silky thong. Though Naruune had described her well, it was more her body that was strangely exciting her.

Though her boobs weren’t anything like the Draenei siren’s downstairs, Naruune’s were little smaller than watermelons and defied gravity entirely. Two thick, golden hoops dangled from her dark blue nipples, and Pheldra licked her lips slowly as she stared at her palm sized areola. Naruune’s stomach was perfectly flat and her navel was adorned with a small gem that seemed to shift colors depending on the light. Her back arched into wide hips with two perfectly shaped, plump and perky looking asscheeks, and her thick tail swished back and forth as if it had a mind of its own. For a follower of the Light, Pheldra sensed arcane glamours constantly surrounded Naruune in order to hide such a body, especially when it came to what hung between her legs.

Like many of the Draenei she’d seen downstairs, a flaccid cock that hung near to the knees seemed to be standard. Naruune’s was thick and spongy, and Pheldra felt her an unstoppable rush of precum begin to ooze from her cock head as she stared at the line of small golden bars that ran along the underside of Naruune’s cock, eventually becoming small hoops upon reaching her dark blue, fist sized balls.

“It would appear you're more than eager,” Naruune purred as she reached down and gripped Pheldra’s stiff cock.

“I'd be lying if I said it hadn't been a while since I've had a chance at a body like yours without using magic,” Pheldra moaned as Naruune swiftly stroked her.

“Oh, there is definitely magic involved,” Naruune giggled. “Many are addicted to the way it alters them, others have found a way to use it and make its effects permanent, but in the end it's all magic.”

“And what about you?” Pheldra moaned softly.

“Naturally gifted,” Naruune smirked as she dropped to her knees and wrapped her immense boobs around Pheldra’s cock. “With an unnatural desire for the excessive.”

Pheldra moaned loudly as her cock disappeared between Naruune’s tremendous tits. Though they appeared stiff at first glance, Pheldra panted softly as her cock throbbed gently in Naruune cavernous, pillowy cleavage. Naruune wasted no time and squeezed Pheldra’s cock tighter between her tits and ground them against her cock.

“Don't worry about holding back,” Naruune panting softly as she stroked Pheldra’s cock. “I want to feel your cum.”

Pheldra continued to moan and absently mindedly thrust her hips against Naruune’s chest. Though certainly proud of her own foot long cock, Pheldra marveled at how the head barely poked out from between Naruune’s massive chest.

“Oh, you like how my tits feel, don't you?” Naruune purred. “Well then, how about this?”

Naruune grinned as she stood slightly. She reached under her tits and moaned softly as she lifted them, then immediately dropping them down Pheldra's length. The mage grunted as the heavy flesh orbs slammed against her thighs, though shuddered at how quickly their weight brought them down against her cock.

Naruune only dropped her tits on Pheldra a few times, noticing that while pleasurable, her easily fifty pound boobs slamming against her repeatedly was causing some discomfort. She renewed simply stroking and grinding her boobs against Pheldra’s cock.

Pheldra moaned and grunted softly, her mind slowly slipping as the discomfort was being replaced by pleasure. Unable to resist any longer, Pheldra moaned loudly and leaned forward to clutch Naruune’s tremendous chest, her fingers easily sinking into the plush flesh.

Naruune giggled and moaned as she felt Pheldra’s cock throb and pulse between her tits. She shuddered as she felt her slick, sweaty cleavage quickly warm as Pheldra flooded it with her cum. Very little managed to splash out into Naruune’s tits, and she moaned softly as she felt it pool and drop from her cleavage.

“Such an impressive orgasm from a blood elf,” Naruune purred as she stood and reached her hand between her boobs, moaning softly when she pulled her white, gooey hand from them. “I do hope you have more like that in you.

Pheldra panted softly as she realized her glamour had faded. It had made no difference, as she was certain the only way Naruune would call attention to a member of the Horde being in the Lion’s Pride Inn would be if she refused her, something Pheldra most certainly wouldn't consider at this moment.

“It's certainly possible, though I would need a minute,” Pheldra groaned as she sat up. “I'm not normally for this, but…”

Pheldra stared at Naruune’s cock in confusion. She was certain the way Naruune seemed to have enjoyed Pheldra’s cum that her cock would have become erect by now, but it remained as soft and flaccid as when she first removed her robe.

“Don't worry yourself about it,” Naruune giggled as she hefted her cock in her hand. “While certainly impressive, it's mainly for show.”

“What do you mean?” Pheldra questioned.

“You would be surprised how many pay for the chance to worship a cock as big as mine, even if it's always soft and useless,” Naruune giggled as she climbed onto the bed, her tits barely wobbling from the movement. “It's even more surprising the ones who write days in advanced wishing to be smothered under my sweaty, unwashed balls.”

Pheldra moaned softly and licked her lips slightly at the thought of such a thing.

“Though you can still cum,” Pheldra pressed.

“In buckets,” Naruune smirked as she awkwardly brought herself to her hands and knees. Her boobs pressed deeply into the plush mattress and expanded outwards beneath her. “But why don't you see for yourself?”

Pheldra moaned softly as Naruune shook her ass invitingly at her. Her thick tail was raised high in the air and wet arousal wafted from the Draenei’s pussy. It held little interested to Pheldra, however, as she stared at Naruune's plump, raised asshole. It gaped and yawned in time with Naruune’s breathing, and Pheldra was certain she would be able to bury her cock within the Draenei without any effort. Hesitantly, she reached her hand out and pressed against Naruune’s puffy, bruised looking anal ring and gasped as she was easily able to push her entire fist into her.

“I had meant with your cock,” Naruune shuddered and moaned, though she made no attempt at squeezing down on or forcing Pheldra’s hand from her ass. “But I wouldn't mind a good fisting if you'd still like a moment.”

Pheldra smirked as she clenched her fist tightly. Slowly, she pushed herself forward to test the depths of Naruune’s bowels and gasped softly as by the time she'd reached her elbow, Naruune’s anal cavity seemed no tighter or less cavernous as it had when she initially stuck her hand in.

“That can't be all, can it?” Naruune taunted as she shook her ass against Pheldra’s arm.

“Hardly,” Pheldra grumbled as she pulled her arm back until only her fist was instead the Draenei’s asshole. She smirked evilly as with her free hand, she reached out and roughly grabbed one of Naruune’s hanging testicles. The Draenei groaned loudly at the sudden discomfort, but it fell short as Pheldra knocked the wind from her as she drove her arm deep into her ass.

“Just like that,” Naruune grunted. “Fist me, fist my stretched, blown out asshole.”

Pheldra moaned and grunted as she continue to roughly squeeze and massage Naruune’s balls while she drove her arm into her. While she attempted to keep it to just elbow’s length, many times Pheldra went deeper and shuddered as she was sure she was knocking at the entrance of the Draenei's guts.

Naruune groaned and drooled as Pheldra repeatedly punched her bowels. Her legs shook as she struggled to remain in position, and her cock flopped about uselessly. She could feel her balls churning in Pheldra’s hand and she wished she could see the mage’s face as she moaned loudly.

Pheldra’s eyes went wide as she saw Naruune’s limp cock erupt in a torrent of thick, milky white cum. It flopped and swayed like an out of control hose, and coated the sheets, the underside of Naruune's boobs and stomach, and the inside of her legs in a gooey mess. When Pheldra had brought about Naruune’s orgasm, her arm was buried inside her ass and she moaned softly as a large amount of Naruune’s cum splashed and sprayed onto her chest and cock.

When Naruune’s orgasm had subsided, much of the plush bed was soaked and sticky with cum and both girls were panting heavily. Pheldra slowly withdrew her arm from the Draenei’s bowels as she watched Naruune shake in post orgasmic bliss.

“Your cock, now,” Naruune demanded.

It took a moment for Pheldra to process what Naruune had said, though she eagerly stood and climbed onto Naruune’s wide rear. Her hands covered in the Draenei’s cum, Pheldra moaned softly as she smeared it over her length and easily shoved the entire foot long length inside Naruune.

Naruune moaned softly, her asshole having been stretched to where she could feel Pheldra’s length, her girth was negligible. As if sensing this, she moaned as she felt Pheldra once again dip her hand passed her stretched anal ring and grip her cock.

“First time I've had someone jerk off in my ass,” Naruune moaned loudly as she felt Pheldra’s hand squeezing her shaft as she thrusted. “Usually they're content to partner up with someone.”

“I have to do what I can,” Pheldra moaned as she gripped Naruune’s jiggling ass for support. “Especially when your asshole’s so stretched out like this.”

Naruune moaned and giggled, content to let Pheldra feel as though she was in control. She was amused by the mage grunting and moaning as she thrusted and stroked her cock, and grinned as she maneuvered her tail behind her. With a practiced motion, Naruune moaned as she forced her tail into Pheldra’s ass.

Pheldra’s eyes widened as she felt Naruune’s tail penetrate her. While no stranger to anal, Pheldra preferred it on her terms, and she shook and shuddered as Naruune’s tail pistoned away at her ass. Her rhythmic thrusts became wild and out of sync with her stroking as Pheldra squeezed her asshole around Naruune’s tail.

“I had a feeling you would enjoy that,” Naruune giggled softly. “You're certainly too tight for my cock, and I certainly wouldn't want to risk my piercings by trying.”

“I'll settle for you blasting it with cum,” Pheldra moaned and grumbled as she struggled to reestablish her rhythm.

Naruune rolled her eyes and giggled as she increased her tail’s thrusting. With some effort, she was able to reach between her legs and bend her soft cock back enough to point it at Pheldra’s ass, and moaned loudly as she awkwardly stroked the base of it.

As Pheldra felt the spongy head of Naruune’s cock slap against her legs, Pheldra doubled her effort. She gasped and moaned loudly as she pushed back on Naruune’s tail and her hand squeezed harder on her cock as she drove it into the Draenei’s asshole. It wasn't long before Pheldra pressed her hips into Naruune’s squishy asscheeks and shuddered.

Naruune giggled and moaned softly as she felt Pheldra’s cum coat her bowels. Thick ropes of hot, gooey cum splashed and splattered against her walls, and Naruune moaned softly as it was all the encouragement she needed to let herself go. She withdrew her tail from Pheldra’s asshole and moaned loudly as a thick stream of cum pounding and splattered against Pheldra’s plump ass.

While much of it splattered off and cascaded down into the bed, Pheldra moaned and shuddered as she felt some manage to spray up into her still gaping ass. As Naruune’s orgasm finally began to subside, Pheldra shuddered as she pulled her hand and cock from Naruune’s ass and fell onto the bed with a wet splat.

Both girls’ breaths came in tired, ragged gasps, though Naruune seemed to be the first to recover. She climbed from the bed weakly and staggered to where her robe had pooled on the floor.

“I'll send a few Jeeves up in a few hours to clean up our mess,” Naruune giggled as she noticed the bed was thoroughly stained with cum and the room reeked of sweat and sex. “Of course you're more than welcome to stay here for a few nights. Though, I would certainly hope to see more of you downstairs intimately.”

Naruune giggled as she threw her robe over her head, her tremendous boobs and cock becoming instantly non apparent as the hem of her robe hit the floor. Pheldra panted heavily as she watched the Draenei stagger out of the room, her hooves clicking loudly on the wood flooring.

“Perhaps it won't be too bad,” Pheldra thought to herself aloud as she scooped her hand into a large puddle of Naruune’s still warm cum and brought it to her mouth. “At least for a little while, until I can find a new place to lord over.”
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