Missionary

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Winter Veil Surprise

After spending the better part of the day hunting around town for presents, all our elf friend here wants to do is return home and have a nice relaxing bath.

Little did she know who was lurking around the corner. He might not exactly be Greatfather Winter but that’s not going to stop him from emptying his sack.  

Fel Friday! Saaenya’s Favorite

Fel Friday! Fel Trolls!?

Fel Friday! Monk’s Training Day!

Blackmailed (Bangfri Belf Model)

Mira – “Mmmmmm, it looks like I underestimated you, Kaldorei. You have done an adequate job pleasuring me tonight.”

Talos – “Hng! Whatever… Sin-dorei bitch! Just tell me where you took them! Where is the Captain!? What did you do to the rest of the crew!?””

Mira – “Oh no, this liaison is only just beginning, and if you want to see your precious captain as anything other then a corpse, you best improve the behavior.”

Talos – “You will pay for this…”

Mira – “It’s cute that you think that, cock toy, now shut up and fuck me before I change my mind about this arrangement.”

You No Take Candle!

After a long day of mining throughout Elwynn Forest with little results, our young heroine spots an abandoned looking mine off in the distance. Not one to pass up an opportunity for potential loot, she quickly makes her way towards it.

Venturing deep inside reveals that the mine is bountiful indeed. She picks every last piece of copper ore that can be found before reaching a large room with a dead end. Laden down with her spoils, she decides to grab one last node and make her way back to Goldshire.

Suddenly, mid-swing, she hears a voice from behind her. 

“You no take candle.” it says.

She turns around to see a small rat-like creature at the entrance to the room, a lit candle adorning its misshapen head.

“Oh. Hello there, I thought this mine was abandoned.” she says, all smiles.

“You no take candle!” the creature says again, more forcefully this time.

“Candle? I don’t need any candles. I’m here for the copper, little guy. There’s plenty of candles at the Lion’s Pride Inn.”

“You no take candle!” it repeats once more. The creature begins to advance towards her, with more of them revealing themselves from behind.

Before she realises what’s happening, they’re on her, removing her armour and tearing at the clothing underneath. Her mining pick drops to the ground and her loot spills out across the cave floor. 

She tries and fails to reach for the pick and her shouts of defiance are muffled as one of the creatures forces itself into her mouth.

Looks like she’s going to have to let this one play out… 

The Audition

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