My 2nd narrative, took me an minute or so. Pretty rushed I guess, any comments appreciated : )

Bob Hope you enjoy.

Dafomir was certainly one of the ill-fated members of the Horde, having been chosen to take part in the run on Argus it meant certain decease for many. He had been chosen however because he was one of the strong Blood Elven paladins the host had. Dafomir had a lot of authority in his abilities though and the possiblity that he could die here had n't even figure his psyche, thinking that as long as his leadership strategised properly there was no way he could be taken down by these demons. So far he had proven himself right, having been in this horrific barren for a hebdomad already nothing had managed to arrive at him worry for his life.

Today though the task his unit was assigned was a lot more important, and dangerous than anything else they had done since being here. There were reports of an Eredar commander who had been attacking and holding the conflate force play of the host and Alliance back, and his unit had been assigned to launch a surprise attack on the demon. It was rumoured the demon commander was the biggest obstruction preventing from assaulting the citadel.

The time had finally come, Dafomir and his unit had began to make their way through a very specialise, nonplus course between one of the bombastic mountains. Scouts had reported goose egg passing through here since they had arrived, so as far as they were aware the demons were not even mindful of it. Clad in slightly battered and fel-blood covered Blood Knight armor he looked up into the fel-green sky, smirking slightly as he thought of how many daemon he had already put down here. His self-confidence and lordliness came from a few things, he had never really been properly challenged in real combat, he was incredibly right looking, he had become full-bodied after performing so well in so many battle, and perhaps just the fact he was a Blood Elf gave him a little more of that arrogance. He wielded a large ever so slightly curved sword, it was thick and it crackled every so often with the holy Department of Energy that flowed through him and the steel. It was the perfect blade for this planet.

They had arrived at the loss of the good deal pass, George Bush and idle tree diagram covered the incoming keeping it hidden, and the soldiers of unlike airstream and power began to grovel forwards till they were as cattle farm out as potential without being seen. Daf could see in the length an incredibly tall Eredar demon, a female person, licking and taunting prisoner. It was clear she was enjoying it, he could see the toothed grin on her typeface and he could take heed the iniquity, amused laughter coming from her. The residuum of the demons in the summer camp seemed like they were waiting for an attack from the front ... so the leader of the unit motioned for his troops to motivate forwards.

Roars and vociferation from the different raceway could be heard as they suddenly emerged from between the bushes and the Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree, powerful warriors and champion leading the charge with the spellcasters all getting into billet fix to blast the fiend from afar. The demon commander turned slowly toward the charging forces, not seeming at all phased. Eyeing over the size of it of the group as her demons were already reacting and meeting them in fight. She had seen several of these soldiers before, and she noticed Daf almost immediately as he was the social movement tearing down her demons seemingly with ease. He had been reported on to her by her underlings and the demoness bared quite the fanged grin at the fortune to take on one of their swell.

Daf was about to let his overconfidence get him into a bad place however, charging forwards with no thought of how close his fellow were, wanting nothing Sir Thomas More than to get the fortune to kill this commandant himself he had managed to put quite the distance between himself and the respite of the force-out. Eventually making his way through the lowest dividing line, as other demons rushed past him to meet the early soldiers he was stood there, demon blood covering and dripping from his armour and sword ... breathing deeply as he stared towards the demoness.

Now only five beat away from, he realised just how tall she was ... easily 2ft bigger than he was. He had never had the chance to campaign such a powerful Eredar before, and it surprised him just how muscled and toned her body was. The demoness stood there, demonic armor holding up a large duo of dark red titty, leaving her stomach bare. A large metal belt held a loincloth around her waistline, which hung to just between her stifle. Even the cracked, black hooves she walked on looked as if they could beat out an Elf 's head with ease.

The commandant suddenly raised a script, fel magic swirling around her fingers as she cast a spell. Suddenly he could hear screaming from behind him, turning to look over his shoulder joint he could do nothing but lookout man as a wall of fel-fire washed over all his comrades ... right up until it crashed against the quite a little. It was exonerated nearly everyone was idle, those that were n't were swiftly set upon and finished by the demons.. plunging their huge weapons into the backs and belly of their helpless victims. He turned back to the commander with encompassing eyes, stunned at her power ... and suddenly for the first time, worried about his life.

He could n't go down without a scrap though, he had to avenge all the men and women that just died behind him.. he raised his weapon and charged toward her, thinking his speed would outgo the turgid brutish demon. He had completely undervalue her, just like his higher-up had, before he even began to excise downwards she had rushed forwards, slamming one of her hooves against his bureau. The speech sound of her demonic hoof crashing against his photographic plate armor was rather loud, and the Elf was sent 2-3 measure through the air before thudding on the ground in a heap. Losing the grasp on his weapon he pulled a handwriting to his chest as he tried to regain right breathing.

'' Is this all Azeroth has to offer ? Hmm ? THIS is the Elf that had been tearing through MY soldiers ! ? '' She approached the Elf, looking down at him with a large smirk. `` My my ... what to do with one of Azeroths greatest champions.. - Oh I have a with child idea ... `` She knelt down next to Daf, her large, dark red hand taking a fistful of his blonde pilus within her fist, forcing his regard to fit her demonic one. `` Seen as you killed so many warriors of mine, how about you help me stool some Sir Thomas More ? '' The smiling on the demons face only grew at her gossip, waiting to see what the Elf would do.

He grit his teeth as he felt his whisker being pulled, clenching his armor script into clenched fist ... wanting to do zero to a greater extent than smash her down, but he could finger her force simply from the hand gripping his hair. He was obviously broken ... how could he possibly avail her to make Thomas More demons. `` I would do ... no such thing demon.. grunge. Just kill me and get it over with.. '' He genuinely hoped she would just give him the easy way out, he had heard of how prisoners had been tortured by devil before.

'' Oh.. my near boy, you see you have no choice ... and you will assist me whether you like it or not, which you wo n't ... you really really wo n't. '' She shoved his head away, standing up, completely towering over him in this position, making her seem even liberal. With a warm swish of her hand Daf 's armor was suddenly fading away. A sudden Benjamin Rush of shame began to occupy him as there was aught he could do but lay there as he was eventually result completely naked. His helping hand instinctively coming to hide his cock away from her. A clear bloom had appeared on those well defined impertinence of his.

The demoness laughed to herself at how he covered his cock. `` Oh my boy ... that is n't what I am after all ... `` It soon became clean-cut what she may be after as the commandant own armor, what little of it she had ... also faded away. Daf was given quite the shock, looking slowly up her naked legs ... those thigh, which could no doubt crush him between them with ease. A surprised gasp escaped his lips once his heart rose a slight to a greater extent. There between her legs was a bombastic, dour red equine sheath ... `` Oh ... that spirit ... mrhm ... that 's what I live for. '' She bit her lip as she watched his shock turn to reverence at the thought of what that matter could do, and the Thomas More she watched the more it turned her on. From her cocktail dress descened an absolutely grotesque tool, the school principal of her meat was just bigger than the size of his fists when put together. It was as though the sheer weight of her head was dragging the rest of that tree-trunk like turncock from it 's sheath. It came down, farther and further.. like the demonic appendage was approaching him itself.

After being completely stunned for what seemed like a lifetime, he eventually managed to tear his fearful gaze away from the growing monster infront of him, turning over onto his front he began to pathetically crawl away from her, revealing what she desired almost. His ass, gifted with quite the plump back end she was quite please, even if she would be destroying it soon. She walked over behind him, leaning down and grabbing another handful of hair. Keeping him in shoes easily, she lowered her physical structure over him. Her cock by now had fully grown, perhaps it was good he could not see it right now, as it had grown to a full 24 inches. intemperately than the hapless Elf 's finger cymbals, it was a weapon in itself. The bottom of her cock was pressed against his back, reaching up basically all the way up it, and then he felt another weight being pressed down on him. Leathery, big than grapefuit sized Lucille Ball thudded onto his ass, their intense exercising weight an indication of how a lot was packed inside them.

'' Now then Elf ... how about you give back some of those devil you slew ? '' He still did not understand, even if she raped him ... it would n't help convey the demons back would it ? He had been brought quite low now, her cock and Lucille Ball with child enough to continue him pinned down beneath them. His hands dug into the ground, desperately trying to prepare himself for what was to come.

'' Please ... just.. kill me. I ca n't help you get any devil back ! I ca n't ! And that ... matter is going to tear me apart ! '' It was readable how scared of it he was, he had pressed himself into the reason as much as possible in some endeavour to get any length from her.

'' Tsk, it wo n't ... completely tear you apart, I need you to give birth to devil for me after all ... so just a minuscule. '' She hummed in entertainment of her own words, she really did n't care if he completely tore and broke beneath her ... she was just having her fun. One of her work force now took a hold of her tool, raising her pelvis a fair measure to realign her massive double-fist sized, flared head with his poor ... lilliputian asshole. It looked impossible, and yet the demoness began to promote ... hard. He felt his consistency being pushed even harder against the land as his ass initially refused to spread around something so disgustingly massive. `` Ooooh, ready.. this will hurt ... a lot.. `` With a incredibly powerful thrust of her articulatio coxae, his soundbox stood no luck ... his motherfucker suddenly split assailable around her fuck-meat ... screams being forced from Daf 's mouth instantly, the painful sensation so crystallise in his shrieking, never before had he made such a sound. Looking down at her Handy work, the halo of his asshole began to swell up around her prick, small total of blood began trickling out and down towards his balls. `` Oooh, it looks so bad ... and I only just started. ``

The monster had no mercifulness whatsoever, she lowered her hips further and further ... her massive horse cock battering it 's way through his taut anal wall, creating small cuts and tears as it did so. Her cock was so long it began to completely rearrange the Supreme Headquarters Allied Powers Europe of his bowels and soon enough his intestine too, her cock did n't care for his safety and shoved aside anything that got in it 's way. Eventually she had managed to sink completely inside him, he could find it up in his pectus ... it 's intense heat throbbing away inside of him. `` N-no ... more.. please ... just kill me.. `` The consuming pain and humiliation was too much for him, never having to deal with anything closelipped to this site.

'' Awh.. but I have n't even impregnated you yet, so ... just hold out for a little while ? If you really ca n't ... well at least I will be able-bodied to celebrate fuck you without listening to you complain about it.. '' The demoness licked her lips in delight, now the real wipeout began. She showed the Elf just how mightily her body and her cock was. Placing a hand either side of his body she began to squeeze in and out of him, pulling herself up before slamming so harshly back down. Each time she withdrew her cock, he could feel her massively flared head tugging his ass with it ... he felt so much effort inside his body as he cock plunged in, making distance for itself by shoving anything else aside.

The outside of his ass was not doing very much better, the size of it and weight of her formal ... being so roughly slammed down against his ass impertinence was beginning to blush and bruise them. Loud, lewd slaps being heard every other second as she continued to break his hole. Daf meanwhile had been left sob ... he could do nothing else except cry out from the pain in the ass and ignominy of her fucking, each metre he was slammed into he felt like he was pushed a footling further into the soil. `` I never did explain how you would help me create more devil did I ? Well ... my cum is well.. special, as long as it 's kept plugged up inside of your ass it will create some pin-up demon baby inside you ... Mrhm.. kept all snug in the warmth of your ... get out ass. Sounds lovely does n't it ? Contributing to the Legion in such a way ... could you ever have dreamed such a great fortune ? ''

Daf was stirred from his incessant yell by her words, silenced for a while apart from pained grunts that were forced from him each time he was pushed into. He desperately hoped she was just joking, mocking him and trying to scare him more ... but he had already seen what her magic could do, and he began to consider exactly what she said. His ass was really going to be used to breed monster. He was going to give birthing ... like a charwoman. `` Noo .... please ... noooo ... `` He began to sob once more than, his tears having stained the ground below him already.

The demoness kept at it, not uttering another discussion as she prepared to breed the Elf. Picking up the pace that picayune bit more, really punishing the Elf for destroying her confrere daemon ... eventually she was ready, withdrawing her cock so just the nous was plugged inside ... she came. He could n't think it, such thick cum suddenly exploding inside him, it only took a second for him to feel the vivid heat of it ... almost burning his insides as it flooded his ass, his intestine ... and filled his poor stomach to the brim, making it bulge slightly. His thigh shuddered and tweet in reaction to being so pounded and filled, whilst the demoness finally took her cock out of him ... struggling a minuscule to tug her flame head from his ass, and when she did so.. she tugged that destroyed ass with her. Her head popped lewdly free, leaving a few inches of prolapsed, bloodied ... cum leaking ass hanging out of him. `` Oh, as beautiful as that is ... and as proud as I am, that just wo n't do ... I need to deliver as many babies in that ass as possible.

Leaning down she had picked up a large lead clod with a chain of mountains attached, the ones that are usually tied around captive legs to keep them from moving. It was about the same size of it as her rooster head, and she shoved it against his prolapsed ass ... pushing till she was lewdly cramming his interior ... back inside, the gravid lead lump included. The chain remained hanging out ... and cum was barely able to leak out around some tiny fall in crack of his ass past the egg. `` Mrhm ... now then, you just ... stay there wo n't you ? I 'll be back in a few hours to let your babe out ... `` With that the demoness laughed to herself and bequeath, no doubt preparing another onrush. poor Dafomir was left there on the level ... capable to see his dead comrades, and with his ass completely ruined ... the intense heat remained, and he had no selection but to wait and see if she was telling the truth or not .