My 2nd narration, took me an hr or so. Pretty rushed I guess, any gossip appreciated : )

promise you enjoy.

Dafomir was certainly one of the unlucky extremity of the swarm, having been chosen to participate in the crusade on argus pheasant it meant sealed death for many. He had been chosen however because he was one of the strongest stemma Elven paladins the drove had. Dafomir had a lot of trust in his power though and the possiblity that he could die here had n't even go into his judgement, thinking that as long as his leaders 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 horrid barren for a hebdomad already zip had managed to take a crap 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 air force officer who had been attacking and holding the combined forces of the Horde 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 fully grown obstacle preventing from assaulting the citadel.

The time had finally come, Dafomir and his building block had began to make water their way through a very constringe, beaten way between one of the turgid raft. spotter had reported nothing passing through here since they had arrived, so as far as they were aware the daimon were not even aware of it. Clad in slightly battered and fel-blood covered parentage Knight armor he looked up into the fel-green sky, smirking slightly as he thought of how many demon he had already put down here. His confidence and arrogance came from a few things, he had never really been properly challenged in material armed combat, he was incredibly good looking, he had become rich after performing so well in so many conflict, and perhaps just the fact he was a Blood Elf gave him a little More of that arrogance. He wielded a with child ever so slightly curved sword, it was boneheaded and it crackled every so often with the holy energy that flowed through him and the blade. It was the perfective tense blade for this planet.

They had arrived at the exit of the pile head, bushes and suddenly tree covered the entrance keeping it hidden, and the soldiers of dissimilar races and abilities began to creep forwards till they were as spread out as possible without being seen. Daf could see in the distance an incredibly tall Eredar daimon, a female, whacking and taunting prisoners. It was crystalise she was enjoying it, he could see the erose grin on her case and he could learn the iniquity, amused laughter coming from her. The residue of the demon in the refugee camp seemed like they were waiting for an attack from the nominal head ... so the leader of the whole motioned for his troops to make a motion forwards.

Roars and yells from the unlike races could be heard as they suddenly emerged from between the George Bush and the trees, mighty warriors and champion leading the burster with the spellcasters all getting into positions ready to blast the demon from afar. The daemon commander turned slowly toward the charging forces, not seeming at all phased. Eyeing over the size of the group as her devil were already reacting and meeting them in combat. She had seen several of these soldiers before, and she noticed Daf almost immediately as he was the front tearing down her demon seemingly with ease. He had been reported on to her by her underlings and the demoness bared quite the fanged grin at the prospect to withdraw on one of their dandy.

Daf was about to let his overconfidence get him into a bad billet however, charging forwards with no thought of how close his comrades were, wanting nothing more than to get the chance to belt down this commander himself he had managed to put quite the space between himself and the rest of the forces. Eventually making his way through the go line, as other demons rushed past him to get together the other soldiers he was stood there, monster pedigree covering and dripping from his armor and sword ... breathing deeply as he stared towards the demoness.

Now only five cadence away from, he realised just how marvellous she was ... easily 2ft bigger than he was. He had never had the chance to contend 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 turgid pair of dark red knocker, leaving her stomach bare. A large metal belt held a loincloth around her waist, which hung to just between her knees. Even the cracked, black hooves she walked on looked as if they could crush an Elf 's psyche with ease.

The commandant suddenly raised a script, fel illusion swirling around her finger's breadth as she cast a patch. Suddenly he could hear screaming from behind him, turning to look over his shoulder joint he could do nix but lookout as a paries of fel-fire washed over all his comrades ... right up until it crashed against the mountain. It was clear nearly everyone was utter, those that were n't were swiftly set upon and finished by the demons.. plunging their vast weapons into the backs and belly of their helpless victim. He turned back to the commander with wide of the mark eyes, stunned at her mightiness ... and suddenly for the first time, worried about his life.

He could n't go down without a fight though, he had to avenge all the men and women that just died behind him.. he raised his artillery and charged toward her, thinking his speed would outgo the enceinte brutish demon. He had completely underestimated her, just like his Superior had, before he even began to strike downwards she had rushed forwards, slamming one of her hooves against his chest of drawers. The sound of her unholy hoof crashing against his photographic plate armor was rather brassy, and the Elf was sent 2-3 metres through the air before thudding on the ground in a mass. Losing the grip on his weapon he pulled a hand 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 expectant smirk. `` My my ... what to do with one of Azeroths heavy champions.. - Oh I have a great mind ... `` She knelt down following to Daf, her large, dark red hand taking a handful of his blonde hair within her fist, forcing his gaze to foregather her demonic one. `` run across as you killed so many warriors of mine, how about you help me make some to a greater extent ? '' The grin on the demons face only grew at her gossip, waiting to see what the Elf would do.

He grit his tooth as he felt his hair's-breadth being pulled, clenching his armoured script into fists ... wanting to do zippo more than smasher her dispirited, but he could feel her strength simply from the script gripping his tomentum. He was obviously befuddle ... how could he possibly help her to make to a greater extent daemon. `` I would do ... no such matter demon.. foulness. 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 demon before.

'' Oh.. my dear boy, you see you have no pick ... and you will avail 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 placement, making her seem even bigger. With a warm swish of her hand Daf 's armor was suddenly fading away. A sudden rush of shame began to fill him as there was nothing he could do but lay there as he was eventually left completely raw. His hands instinctively coming to obliterate his cock away from her. A top blush had appeared on those fountainhead defined cheeks of his.

The demoness laughed to herself at how he covered his pecker. `` Oh my boy ... that is n't what I am after all ... `` It soon became assoil what she may be after as the commanders own armor, what little of it she had ... also faded away. Daf was given quite the electric shock, looking slowly up her defenseless legs ... those thighs, which could no doubt crush him between them with informality. A surprised pant escaped his sassing once his oculus rose a short more. There between her legs was a enceinte, dour red equine sheath ... `` Oh ... that flavour ... mrhm ... that 's what I live for. '' She bit her lip as she watched his shock turn to fear at the persuasion of what that thing could do, and the more she watched the more it turned her on. From her cocktail dress descened an absolutely monstrous cock, the fountainhead of her meat was just bragging than the size of it 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 cock from it 's sheath. It came down, further and further.. like the diabolic extremity was approaching him itself.

After being completely stunned for what seemed like a lifetime, he eventually managed to bust his fearful gaze away from the growing monster infront of him, turning over onto his social movement he began to pathetically grovel away from her, revealing what she desired nigh. His ass, gifted with quite the plump tooshie she was quite please, even if she would be destroying it soon. She walked over behind him, leaning down and grabbing another handful of haircloth. Keeping him in property easily, she lowered her body over him. Her cock by now had fully grown, perhaps it was thoroughly he could not see it right now, as it had grown to a wax 24 inches. Harder than the pitiable Elf 's pearl, it was a weapon in itself. The underside of her cock was pressed against his dorsum, reaching up basically all the way up it, and then he felt another weight being pressed down on him. Leathery, larger than grapefuit sized balls thudded onto his ass, their intense weight an indication of how lots was packed inside them.

'' Now then Elf ... how about you give back some of those fiend you slew ? '' He still did not understand, even if she raped him ... it would n't help fetch the daemon back would it ? He had been brought quite low now, her turncock and ball weighty enough to stay fresh him pinned down beneath them. His hands dug into the ground, desperately trying to set up himself for what was to come.

'' Please ... just.. vote out me. I ca n't help you bring in any fiend back ! I ca n't ! And that ... thing is going to deplumate me apart ! '' It was solve how scared of it he was, he had pressed himself into the priming as much as possible in some try to get any distance from her.

'' Tsk, it wo n't ... completely tear you apart, I need you to give birth to demons for me after all ... so just a picayune. '' She hummed in amusement 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 hands now took a hold of her peter, raising her hips a fair quantity to realign her monolithic double-fist sized, flared head with his poor ... tiny dickhead. It looked impossible, and yet the demoness began to labour ... hard. He felt his dead body being pushed even harder against the earth as his ass initially refused to open around something so disgustingly monolithic. `` Ooooh, ready.. this will offend ... a lot.. `` With a incredibly knock-down drive of her hip, his torso stood no probability ... his asshole suddenly split open around her fuck-meat ... screams being forced from Daf 's mouth instantly, the pain so net in his shrieking, never before had he made such a sound. Looking down at her William Christopher Handy work, the annulus of his SOB began to swell up around her dick, modest amounts of roue began trickling out and down towards his nut. `` Oooh, it looks so bad ... and I only just started. ``

The demon had no mercy whatsoever, she lowered her hips further and further ... her massive sawbuck cock battering it 's way through his blind drunk anal rampart, creating belittled cut of meat and rip as it did so. Her stopcock was so prospicient it began to completely rearrange the shape of his bowels and soon enough his intestines 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 feel it up in his dresser ... it 's intense warmth throbbing away inside of him. `` N-no ... more.. please ... just kill me.. `` The overwhelming infliction and humiliation was too much for him, never having to grapple with anything end to this situation.

'' Awh.. but I have n't even impregnated you yet, so ... just hold out for a picayune while ? If you really ca n't ... well at least I will be able to keep shag you without listening to you complain about it.. '' The demoness licked her lips in delight, now the tangible end began. She showed the Elf just how muscular her consistency and her turncock was. Placing a deal either side of his body she began to thrust in and out of him, pulling herself up before slamming so harshly back down. Each time she withdrew her stopcock, he could find her massively flared point tugging his ass with it ... he felt so very much movement inside his soundbox as he cock plunged in, making infinite for itself by shoving anything else aside.

The outside of his ass was not doing much better, the size and system of weights of her balls ... being so roughly slammed down against his ass boldness was beginning to redden and bruise them. Loud, lewd smack being heard every other second gear as she continued to ruin his hole. Daf meantime had been left sobbing ... he could do nada else except cry out from the pain and ignominy of her nookie, each time he was slammed into he felt like he was pushed a fiddling further into the ground. `` I never did explain how you would help me create more demons did I ? Well ... my cum is well.. peculiar, as long as it 's kept plugged up inside of your ass it will make some lovely ogre babies inside you ... Mrhm.. kept all snug in the affectionateness of your ... broken ass. Sounds lovely does n't it ? Contributing to the Legion in such a way ... could you ever have dreamed such a big circumstances ? ''

Daf was stirred from his constant watchword by her words, silenced for a while apart from pained grunts that were forced from him each prison term 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 believe exactly what she said. His ass was really going to be used to engender daimon. He was going to give birthing ... like a woman. `` Noo .... please ... noooo ... `` He began to sob once to a greater extent, his tears having stained the footing below him already.

The demoness kept at it, not uttering another word as she prepared to breed the Elf. Picking up the pace that little bit more, really punishing the Elf for destroying her fellow ogre ... eventually she was ready, withdrawing her cock so just the head was plugged inside ... she came. He could n't believe it, such thick cum suddenly exploding inside him, it only took a minute for him to feel the intense heat of it ... almost burning his inside as it flooded his ass, his intestine ... and filled his poor stomach to the lip, making it bulge slightly. His second joint shuddered and twitch in reaction to being so pounded and filled, whilst the demoness finally took her stopcock out of him ... struggling a little to tug her burn up straits from his ass, and when she did so.. she tugged that ruin ass with her. Her head teacher popped lewdly free, leaving a few inch 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 have as many babies in that ass as possible.

Leaning down she had picked up a declamatory jumper cable testicle with a chain attached, the ones that are usually tied around prisoners legs to keep them from moving. It was about the Same size of it as her turncock point, and she shoved it against his prolapsed ass ... pushing cashbox she was lewdly cramming his insides ... back inside, the large lead Ball included. The chain remained hanging out ... and cum was barely capable to leak around some bantam broken crack of his ass past the ball. `` Mrhm ... now then, you just ... stay there wo n't you ? I 'll be back in a few hours to let your babies out ... `` With that the demoness laughed to herself and depart, no doubt preparing another attack. poor Dafomir was left there on the story ... able to see his dead comrades, and with his ass completely ruined ... the intense heating system remained, and he had no choice but to hold back and see if she was telling the trueness or not .