Following his defeat against the palemane gnoll pack - Coxx, the goblin priest, received a letter from a member of his warband, saying to meet at Thistlefur Village. The Firbolgs amassed a horde of gold and gear, and it's up for grabs, still mating season though...

Gyxaes got a little too drunk after helping out around Sunsong Ranch yesterday, and was kept up by a rager. The vulpera recalled farmer Yoon's warnings of aggressive male virmen on the farm this season, and opted to work bareback come dawn. Seems a hungry alpha caught his scent...

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ALT Text: Gyxaes, an orange furred Vulpera Monk with a strong snout and purple eyes, leans forward against a large carrot, wearing only a tattered shirt. With his knees bent, he lifts his tail, exposing his anus, balls, and throbbing red rocket to a horny alpha male vermin behind him. The vermin rims the vulnerable fox for a time, leaving him well aroused, his pre dripping onto the soil below as his knot bulges. The monk bends his ears down in embarrassment, whining as the vermin pulls back, saliva hanging between the alpha's mouth and the Vulpera's taint. Gyxaes knows he won't last much longer, and clenches his fist against the carrot. The vermin licks his lips, having lubed the monk's rear a great deal, "This MY territory, pup! Me breed you, claim you!" he states, preparing to mount the helpless Vulpera... 

(CW: F-Slur) Looks like the cute Tauren warrior you met was right, his gear is optimal for maintaining aggro - but maybe you should've helped him out with some heals, now the Hozen have their eyes on you... 

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ALT Text:  "A group of Hozen, monkey men from the World of Warcraft series, have accosted a Tauren Warrior you're traveling with. They quickly overwhelm him, fingering and jerking him of as he requests your assistance - unfortunately, you're rather distracted by his exposed form, a tactic he uses to keep aggro off of his healers. The Tauren submits rather loudly, releasing a rich, plentiful and creamy load for the handsy monkeys around him. With the warrior spent and defeated, the Hozen mock him, and turn their gaze to you..."

Coxx received word that one of his warband was captured in Kul Tiras, and snuck onto an Alliance boat headed that way. The goblin evaded detection from the Boralus guard, finding a Trogg settlement just outside the city - he was offered lodging, in exchange for quality soup ingredients. Poor Coxx, always getting bullied...
 
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ALT TEXT: Coxx, the goblin priest, is being accosted by a Grimestone bully, a brutish member of the Grimestone Trogg Tribe (World of Warcraft). The fiend looks quite hungry, and seems enthralled with the idea of tasting a soup enhanced by the goblin's creamy seed. "Come 'ere, goblin! I got a bone to pick with ya, heh heh..." the lumbering giant demands, removing his guest's undergarments, lifting the goblin off the ground by his left leg while pressing a clean femur bone against his vulnerable rear. The priest nearly falls, catching himself on the Grimestone bully's thighs with the crooks of his elbows, rather aroused by the brute's lustful behavior, looking ahead at the bubbling cauldron awaiting a generous release. "Chef says ya ain't added to the soup yet! Let's change that..." the Trogg continues, leaning back against the cold stone structure behind him, shoving the bone deep into the goblin's ass with a single finger. His guest blushes, stifled moans escaping grit teeth, toes curling in response to the intense pleasure of the femur pressing onto his prostate. The visitor feels the warm breath of his host on the back of his neck, the rapidly approaching climax in his stiffened member, his balls resting on the bone defiling his rear. The goblin's never felt so good, never wanted to submit so badly. He looks up at the Grimestone bully with pleading eyes, breathing deeply, begging for a release. The Trogg chuckles, wiggling the femur with his finger, overstimulating the helpless priest's prostate, causing him to violently climax, completing the Trogg's dinner, and making quite the mess...