Here Cums The... Bride?
Years after meeting on Draenor, Casey and Vel have finally tied the knot and become husband and “wife”. Casey is sure to be still limping on the honeymoon!
Been wanting to return to this pairing as they’re just so adorable. Finally figured I’d put them in the spotlight again with something fun, cute and romantic! Wouldn’t be a Casey & Vel release without a story so expect one in the hopefully not too distant future to accompany this. For now, enjoy!
Much time has passed since their first chance encounter on Draenor at the Lunarfall Garrison. Much has happened since then, the most paramount among them being Casey & Vel falling madly in love with one another, leaving the alliance military life and starting a more simple one in Elwynn Forest.
Casey has traded the sword and board for cute dresses and teaching. Vel has put his Rangari days behind him in favor of putting that huge strength to more practical use at the local lumber mill. They go on picnics, host friends and do all the things a very much in love married couple do.
So they figured they should make it official! Which is exactly what this day was all about. Their wedding day.
Clipping Her Wings
Raven finds herself in the rare situation of being at the mercy of the very scum she hunts. While she plans her escape, she must endure their hateful lust
It’s been a while since we had some Raven. Wanted to put her in a situation where she’s not in control too, so I hope you like seeing the Half-Elf in unfamiliar territory! This is of course, some darker themed content, however this is a dark themed character so expect to see her in situations like this from time to time.
Raven finds herself in the rare situation of being at the mercy of the very scum she hunts. Though if her reputation for brutality is anything to go by, she'll make them pay dearly for it as soon as she's free.
Giveaway - April 2019
Aesa Starblade bares all in Darkshore as one of the Night Warrior Kaldorei. Winner of my discord giveaway that took place in April 2019, congrats!
From time to time, I’ll do giveaways over on my discord. This here was made for Aesa Starblade after they were randomly picked by the giveaway bot! Hope you like it, thanks for supporting my art.
The Power Bottom
Lonely and bored in the Telgorus Rift, Saran calls upon his void powers to pleasure himself. It isn’t long before he’s stuffing his holes with many void tendrils.
Been a while since Saran has done something lewd, so here’s the adorable blueberry boy power bottoming a void horror into pounding his butt. More images coming soon, stay tuned!
Saran toys with dangerous forces as he enlists a being of the void for his own personal pleasure. He maintains control over the eldritch horror as he wills the abomination into pleasuring his beautiful femboy body. He can feel the struggle of the tentacles wanting to push deep into his body and break it beyond his mortal limits, to tear him apart from the inside out.
The ancient horror thrusts, spanks and pleasures his sissy body to the Ren’dorei’s will, furious and insulting as it communicates it’s disdain via the whispers that all of Saran’s kind can hear. For as long as Saran controls the whispers and the power of the void, it is his to command and do as he pleases.
With his ass well used and his seed splattered against the cragged rock beneath him, Saran wraps himself in void tentacles. Yes indeed, the cheeky little Elf even commanded the void horror to spoon and cuddle him after sex.
Witherbark Mount
After making friends with an living among the Witherbark Tribe as their guest for a while, Val says goodbye to two Trolls who shared her daily.
I don’t get to put Val in many situations where she’s sucking a cock, so I decided it was long overdue to have her doing that. Lighting isn’t quite what I hoped on this one, but I don’t wanna drag my heels on it any longer. Also you can get the comic version of this image on my patreon!
Val’s mission was simple, she was to earn the trust of the Witherbark and had been sent there to do so by the Stromgarde command. Using any means possible to gain their favor so that the Alliance could focus on the Horde threat to the north and less about a Witherbark threat to the east of Arathi Highlands. Her kind and gentle nature as well as her general likability made her the best choice to be sent among them, not as a subject of the Alliance but as a traveling druid & herbalist.
She was to observe them more than anything, especially the reports that their warriors had been taking rare berserking herbs that would make them as strong as five trolls in battle. It would take weeks to properly analyze the tribe and so she was to stay with them for as long as it took. When the Witherbark didn’t respond to her gifts and kind words of friendship well enough, she was forced to use the more questionable weapon in her arsenal… her body.
Throughout the month of her stay with them, she would willingly lay with almost half the tribe - both male & female - to secure their friendship. She too was almost always the honored guest at the tribal orgies that took place once a week. A mojo praising ritual that involved a great big bonfire and beating drums while most of the trolls had sex with one female chosen at random. Needless to say, while Val was staying there, it wasn’t a random choice as she was the pick back to back for four weeks.
She grew fond of several of the Trolls she came to know in her stay. Two brothers Seji & Hu’wan were a pair of young handsome Witherbark warriors. They shared everything, even women. They always lay with Val together and boy did they have an immense amount of stamina between them. Another was the young witch doctor female troll by the name of Zyrah, the pair would spend hours chatting deep into the night about all manner of things. At least they would when Zyrah wasn’t painting Val’s naked body and pounding her butt with her large textured strap-on.
When she finally had to leave, rather reluctantly too, she did so to a grand farewell and gifts bestowed by the tribe. She was named an honored guest who would always be welcome back among them. Before she got too far down the road from the camp, Seji & Hu’wan blocked her path with their loincloths removed and their large green cocks bared for her. They weren’t about to let her leave without a parting gift and it was a gift they’d spend half the day giving her - and one she enjoyed receiving.
Detour in the Jungle
Two troll lovers get up to some risky fun together one of the main roads near the capital city.
Trolls don’t get a lot of love in general, least of all lesbian pairing ones. So when I saw this commission in my inbox, I decided I’d go ahead and take it. I got to try out some mottled lighting to make it look like the trees above were shadowing on them and such. I hope it feels like a hot and humid jungle to you lot!
Art by: Valnoressa
Written by: Zagnutjones
Commissioned by: Zagnutjones
As Vol’toka and Zula’zlok walked along the main road of out of Dazar’alor, they held each other's hands and smiled to each other, observing the sights. While Vol’toka was quite familiar with the sights, such as the Sabertusks hunting, or the Direhorns grazing, it was relatively new for Zula, as she followed her mate closely, keeping an eye out for danger.
Vol’toka would chuckle.”Ya can relax dear, we will be fine. I know dis place like it was me own child, even if I don’t have one.”
Zula chuckled and nodded.”Just bein’ careful love. Ya nevah know wat can happen.”
Vol’toka nodded.”Always as cautious as evah.” She would continue to guide Zula in hand along the road, eyeing the area around them.”Ya know, I used ta play in dese jungles all da time when I was trainin’ ta be a huntress. I tamed me first Ravasaur here.”
Zula nodded.”Knowin’ ya, it was likely a breeze, givin’ ya talent.”
Vol’toka chuckled and shook her head.”I was a rookie at one point ya know.”
She stared around and smirked.”Ya know...It also were I popped me first cherry as well.”
Zula then looked to her with both curiosity and with a hint of mischievousness to her.”Oh really? Wat was it like dear?”
Vol’toka smirked as she held a hand out and pointed to a tree.”A nice little peasant girl. Just so pent up and without some ta satisfy her, so I talked wit her, and offered to help wit dat.”
Zula then smirked with a bit of lust in her eyes.”’ow did it ‘appen me love?”
Vol’toka would smirk as she went to grab hold of Zula’s right arm and and rear.”Let me show ya.”
Vol’toka would turn Zula around and go to pin her against against the wall, as she stripped her and herself down as she would go to nibble at her neck for a second.”Tell ma’da wat ya want, and ‘ow bad ya want it!”
Zula would moan out in pleasure, her submissiveness shining through as she squealed in delight.”I want ma’da ta fuck me. I want it so bad.”
Vol’toka would then continue to nibble at her neck, as she went to massage her right breast, going to tug on her nipple occasionally, as swell as slidding a few fingers in to pleasure inside her womanhood. At this point, all Zula could do was moan in pleasure and take her ma’das pleasure.
While the two women enjoyed their time together, it would seem Vol’toka forgot,(Or simply didn’t care) that they were on a public road. It would seem that a guard had seen what they were doing and looked on in shock, stunned by the gall of the two woman. It took him a few moments to regain his composure as he yelled to the two girls and ran forward.
“‘Eya! Ya two girls can’t do dat! Dis is a public road!”
Vol’toka had already made Zula cum, as her womanly juices flowed out of her, and Vol’toka went to lightly lick it up before she heard the guard.”Oh shit. Seems we got owa selves a situation dear.”
Zula was still recovering from her mates treatment to her as she looked over in surprise.”We...Should probably go.”
Vol’toka nodded and went to quickly slide on her clothes, and grab Zula’s as well, before picking up her mate in her arms as they booked it, giggling to themselves as they fled into the jungle.
Prison Break
Captured by rogue illidari loyal to the remnants of the demon invasion. A certain warden escapes.
A little bit overdue as I had intended to do this before the Val face sitting image, either way I think it was worth the wait regardless. There’s not much 3D art of Maiev kicking around and I didn’t want a futa image of her out of focus to be my only contribution, so here’s a pose and angle befitting of the badass Warden. Should also note that I’m now also going to be offering exclusive patreon alt versions of my images to better reward those who loyally pledge to me. Keep in mind that all originals will be posted publicly here and on twitter as they always are, there will be no paywalls for my release - just extra incentives for patrons who wish to enjoy some alternate twists on my releases.
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Maiev Shadowsong heard reports that a break off group of Illidari radicals had become loyal to the remnants of the Legion. None knew how to hunt a demon hunter better than she did. The Warden tracked the group to Val’Sharah in the Broken Isles where they had been waiting for her, knowing the legendary thorn in Illidan Stormrage’s side would come for them. They had been ready.
Maiev spent months as their prisoner, stripped of her armor and even any clothing as they were determined to let her rot in the deep dark of their underground hideout for the rest of her days, humiliated and alone. The impetuous demon hunters had become too used to routine, too easy to read and sloppy, it was only a matter of time before Maiev would be free.
When the day of her self liberation came, Maiev tore through their ranks with unyielding vengeance and brutality. There would be no prisoners to take to the vault of the wardens, she would make sure of that. It took her sometime to find all her armor and weapons, roaming the halls of the hideout in partial plating. She looted each piece of her iconic armor from those who had taken it as a trophy.
By the time she had recovered all of her armor, all the traitorous Demon Hunters and their allies in the hideout were slain. Maiev emerged to the light of day, her mission complete and her glaive slick with the blood of the weak minded scum who had captured her.
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Kaldorei Superiority
Val’s rare dominant side bubbles to the surface when she puts a Sin’dorei in her place beneath her. Literally!
Did you know Val tends to be more dominant when she’s with a woman? Well it’s true, especially when those women are Elves of a different type than herself. This image was part of a giveaway over on my discord in which a Belf belong to one of my fans would appear in an image with Val! Here’s the result.
Congrats to Valarynn for winning the giveaway on my Discord!
P.S - Val’s little rivalry with Alori is strictly goofing/messing about between me and the person who own’s the character. Don’t get IRL mad about it. You’d think I wouldn’t have to say that and yet I know how people get about this kind of shit.
When Val catches a cute Blood Elf sneaking about her village in Val’Sharah, she decides to teach the little lady a lesson that takes her all night long to deliver. Valarynn spends the night as Valnoressa’s bottom bitch and by the time morning rolls around, she’s very familiar with her place beneath the taller and stronger Kaldorei.
Not satisfied with just dominating the Sin’dorei all night, she mounts the golden eyed girl’s face and uses her fancy S.E.L.F.I.E camera to snap a very naughty picture. Additionally she forwards the snap to her rival elf, Alori with a cheeky message.
Sisters of Vengeance
With the battle of Darkshore won by the Kaldorei - Maiev and Tyrande hold some private celebrations.
And I’m back! Had a nice break for my birthday, did some fun stuff and now it’s back to work again. Figured I’d kick it off with something I haven’t done before and something I haven’t done in a long time. Maiev and Tyrande (especially Night Warrior Tyrande) haven’t got a lot of love in Warcraft smut so I’m adding to that with my latest entry here, also I haven’t done a Night Elf futa image since like 2014 so I guess this was long overdue as well. Hope you like seeing the vengeance sisters together! I decided to make Maiev the futa and Tyrande the female for this pairing, as I figure even with her badass new look and attitude - Maiev would more than likely be the one wearing the trousers in bed between those two.
Below is a silly/fun “alternate reality” lore craft based around the pairing. Hope you like it. If you want to see more of these two then let me know.
With the battle for Darkshore hard fought and even harder won, the Kaldorei reign supreme over the Horde invaders of their lands. Throughout the long campaign, Maiev and Tyrande relied heavily upon each others strength and will to fight in order to lead their sisters to vengeful victory over the Forsaken.
The pair grew close, closer even than Tyrande had been with her own husband who had perished early on in the campaign to retake their homelands. In time, the pair had begun to spend more and more time together outside of battles and strategy meetings - prompting Tyrande to discover that Maiev had been hiding more than her battle scarred body beneath the Warden armor she wore so well.
To say Maiev carried the genitals of a man was an understatement, no man was her equal in girth or length. Having spotted the mouthwatering thickness and the toe curling reach of Maiev’s hefty meat during a shared bathing in a moonwell, Tyrande could not deny her desires to become more than sisters and soldiers in arms with the Warden.
Maiev too couldn’t deny her desires for Tyrande, especially considering the woman she had become upon taking the Night Warrior ritual. Not only had she become more beautiful but she too was now a woman who understood duty and the power of merciless vengeance over a deserving enemy. With her meek husband gone, Maiev was free to court and eventually take Tyrande as her wife.
Moonlit Dominance
Stopping for the night, Mar’gur puts her slave’s ass to good use in the light of the moon.
This one took a little longer to get out because the previous Dark Souls images I worked on kept bumping it back. But here ya go, folks over in my discord wanted to see Val humped by Mar’gur again so they finally got their wish after some much needed patience. Hope you like it, trying to get away from comfortable routines in my lighting as well. By that I mean it can be easy to do blue and orange in scenes to light something, I almost did it here out of habit and its a really bad thing to do all the time. So I went with something a bit more focused around a background light source and draped the scene in more darkness.
Ahead of schedule for their trip to the fighting pits, Mar'gur and Val stop in the Barrens for the night. Though not much resting happens when the She-Orc sees her slave's ass illuminated by the moonlight. The Orc kicks the dry dust of the barrens over the cooking pot fire Val is preparing food at and orders her slave to assume the position. Mar’gur was hungering for Night Elf tonight, not the Zevra stew her fat assed Elven slave was making, and she would have her fill.
Anri of ASS-tora
Anri the blue sentinel sheds her Elite Knight armor to offer her body to her beloved husband, The Ashen One.
Yep it’s another Dark Souls image, sorry to those who were waiting for the Val x Marg image, needed a little more time to finish it and I really got into experimenting with this project. It should be up next though, for now enjoy some dirty sweaty Anri ass. Hope you like it!
With Horace’s disappearance in the Catacombs and Aldrich’s demise close at hand along side the Ashen One. Anri of Astora takes a moment to enjoy the sins of the flesh with you, offering her beautiful body to he who would link the flame. You take her up on the offer of course, after all she might not remain so thicc and well rounded if she goes hollow later on.
Amazing Ass Ahead.
I Tend To Thee
The Fire Keeper helps the Ashen One level up his stamina bar for the dangerous fights ahead.
Yep, your eyes aren’t deceiving you. This is my first non-Warcraft project in quite sometime. With the current climate of the game, it’s a little difficult to focus attention entirely on making art of it. So don’t be surprised if you start seeing more non-Warcraft content now and again. I actually had a ton of fun making this and it was quite and interesting challenge to make the image look like it was straight out of the Dark Souls 3 game. I hope you like it!
CREDIT: Nibeya - Fire Keeper Model
The Fire Keeper tends to the -other- needs of the Ashen One on his journey to link the fire and slay the Lords of Cinder. She offers herself without question or hesitation, for if he is truly the one to link the flame then it is not for her to refuse his sins of the flesh. Descending into the lower halls of the Firelink Shrine, she disrobes for the Ashen One and allows him to touch the darkness within her.
The Traveling Slave
Val travels across the Barrens in her slave regalia, the only items she’s permitted by her owner.
So I put together this new outfit for Val this week and people seemed to dig it. I ended up going into far more detail with it and eventually it came out as this pretty nice almost post-apocalyptic look for her. Hope you like it!
Since I know some of you will want to know what various parts of her outfit mean here’s the breakdown:
• The Hood: To protect her from the hot weather of Kalimdor. The sun is particularly harsh on the fairer skinned races in places like Durotar and the Barrens. It even has holes cut in the sides to let her ears poke out.
• The Shackles: While not chained up on the road, the shackles allow her owner to keep her slave bound or chained up where ever she needs her to be.
• The “M” Pin: This is a badge of ownership that Val is required to wear at all times. This marks her as an owned slave and means she can’t be taken by others.
• The Tree Symbol Loincloth: Made from the singed/charred remains of a Darnassian tabard, Val has turned this into a way to cover her delicate areas. Mar’gur was initially against the idea but came around to it when she saw how good it looked on her Elf.
• The Collar Chain: This is both symbolic and a tool for her owner to keep her in check. Mostly used to tug her Elf about when she’s not walking fast enough.
Lore:
In her time as a slave of Mar'gur, Val was permitted very little clothing. With the traveling nature of an arena champion such as her owner - rags and leather were permitted to protect her Elf from the harsher environments of Azeroth. Over time she was granted more clothing for her loyalty to the She-Orc but everything she wore had to follow some strict rules laid down by Mar’gur. Her outfit had to show plenty of skin and it also had to allow the Orc access to her holes without removing it.
For a while Val was mainly forced to walk everywhere in the nude with her owner, but considering how many people are interested in obtaining the druid for their own nefarious purposes, a naked Elf was sure to draw unwanted attention to the traveling pair.
Daughter of the Sea
The Lord Admiral enjoys the sexual company of younger men more and more as she approaches her forties.
So back in 2014 I created a image of Jaina based on the cover of one of my favorite movies ever. Pulp Fiction. I asked my fans over on discord and then on twitter what images they’d like to see remade and Jaina’s Pulp Fiction one came out on top as the clear winner, so heres my stab at updating one of my old favorite images. I personally think it turned out pretty good! So I hope you like it too.
Lore:
She may be in her 40's now, but Jaina hasn't let that slow her down. She's the Daughter of the Sea, Lord Admiral of Kul Tiras and one hell of a Milf to the young studs she enjoys the company of. The only difference now is that her age and beauty make her incredibly good at the motherly, dominant and controlling role she takes with them.
Jaina has boy toys in Stormwind, Kul Tiras, Ironforge and even one in Booty Bay - all them no younger than 20 and every one of them wrapped around her little finger. Each of them desperately seeks her approval and praise, going out of their way to pleasure and pamper the Daughter of the Sea - both out of respect and fear.
Sure she could find a nice fella to settle down with at her own age, but that wouldn’t be nearly as fun as what the ultimate milf gets up to currently. Why settle for whats expected of you when you can have whatever and who ever you want?
The Queen's Wife
Captured at the Battle of Dazar’alor many months ago, Jaina seems happy as the wife of a Zandalari queen.
Like I said over on Twitter, I love this pairing and I think it’s one I’ll probably do again sooner rather than later. Had originally planned to do a futa alternate version with this, but ended up deciding against it as I really prefer the female x female versions I’ve done of this ship. I also even wrote a short story for you to enjoy that you can find at this link: Read the short story!
Lore
Following her capture by the Zandalari, Jaina Proudmoore has undergone some huge changes to her personality and her priorities in life. While Queen Talanji has been a harsh and firm handed mistress, she has also offered Jaina a loving touch and gentleness previously missing from her life. The Lord Admiral has ended up settling into her new role as body slave and wife of the Queen of Zandalar. Casting away her old ties and taking her place at her side and on her knees when the Queen commands it.
This story has an accompanying short story to go with it, read “The Queen’s Wife” here!
Slave of the Shivarra
The Guardian of G'Hanir, Valnoressa, was briefly captured by the Legion during the recent war and invasion. Her captor, a vile yet lustful Shivarra ensured that an enemy of the Legion was 'treated appropriate' by both herself and Impish minions.
Hey again folks! Back with another lewd offering, this time it’s a little scene based on Val’s brief time as a slave of the demons of the Burning Legion during the events of the Legion expansion. Unfortunately some model issues with the Shivarra made this not be as good as I originally hoped, but I made the best of what I had so I hope you like it regardless. Also it is really tricky to make fel green lighting look good, who knew!
Lore:
As the Guardian of G’Hanir, Val was under constant threat of being killed or captured so that the demons could claim the artifact for themselves. At one point, midway through the Legion war, the demons succeeded in capturing the Guardian of G’Hanir through a devious ambush in Aszuna. She was taken to the command ship of the mastermind behind that daring plan.
Na’thraxxia, a Shivarra with a reputation for cruelty and torture of her prisoners was to be Val’s true captor. She had been tasked by Kil’jaeden with retrieving the powerful staff from whoever carried it and making an example of the carrier in any way she deemed fit. Being the lustful creatures that they are, the Shivarra have many methods of making examples of their captives.
Val was not kept in a cage but instead, suspended from the ceiling of a cell by her wrists. She was stripped of her clothing while Na’thraxxia’s Imp minions climbed her suspended body and had their way with her. In time the massive six armed Demoness herself would join the fun, adding even Imps to the mix and even ordering her loyal Wrathguards to have their way with the druidess.
That choice would be her biggest mistake, as it left the main entrances only guarded by Imps. They were no match for the Demon Hunter that had been sent behind enemy lines to rescue Valnoressa and reclaim the artifact. This mysterious Demon Hunter killed many Imps and even the two mighty Wrathguard who were caught with their pants down. Na’thraxxia managed to escape her death at his hands however, vowing to kill him and recapture her pet druidess again someday. Though even at the end of the Legion’s invasion at the defeat in Antorus, Val has not heard from the six-armed lustful Shivarra since.
Sexual Healing
Casira awakes after the Battle of Lordaeron to find that she had been knocked out during the fight. It’s not all bad news though, her doctor seems to be very thorough indeed.
Hey, another futa thing. Had only intended to do that last futa thing but I also had taken on a commission in December featuring one of the Southbrook sisters. So here’s Casira and Val getting some sexual healing into action.
Commissioned By: @TheSouthbrooks
Lore:
Casira’s body still ached a little, but right now she didn’t care. Her golden eyes were fixated upward at the beautiful Elf straddling her lap. The Kaldorei was taller than her yet still shorter than the average Night Elf tended to be, she didn’t have the toned athletic form of her kin either.
Instead her body was curvy and plump in all the right places, every inch of her was as soft and tender as her personality. Any wounded pride Casira had because of her injuries in the battle of Lordaeron was quickly fading with each hypnotic bounce of those large breasts right above her. The meaty clap of her balls smacking against the plump Elven flesh was loud and unyielding throughout their encounters in the tent.
The Elf had introduced herself as Valnoressa. After three days unconscious, Casira had awoken to the person who had dragged her from the battlefield with her injuries as well as tended to them. She was thankful and most definitely in the Kaldorei’s debt, yet selfish desires overwhelmed her as she was forced to look upon Valnoressa’s scantly clad form each time she checked in on her.
When her lust grew too great, Casira revealed herself to the Elf. She invited her healer into the tent where she had been treated and awaited her on the cot. Her dark powerful form laid bare, forged by the light and of battles of the past – topped off with a long ebony cock pulsating and twitching with excitement.
She had expected the Elf to flee at the sight of it, yet that was not to be the nature of Valnoressa.
And now here they were, healer and patient, locked in an act of passionate yet vigorous sex. Casira paid particular attention to Val’s butt, not only was it tight and welcoming but she suspected that the Elf was quite fond of anal herself.
The rest of Casira’s recovery would be as vigorous, sweaty and messy. Val had delayed sending her infirmary discharge papers for a week and the pair had made the absolute most of the extra time they got together. Casira had lost track of how many times she had bred each hole the Elf had to offer, but it was certainly enough to have those huge balls ache by the end of the week - something Val helped soothe with her magical abilities.
Even when they parted, the pair knew it would not be the last time they would meet. Casira in particular was looking forward to telling her sister about this particular Elf. After all, Val had invited her to visit her home if she ever found herself in Val’sharah. It would be rude not to pay her a visit, right?
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The Breeding of Dazar'alor
Things take quite a turn for Jaina Proudmoore when Princess Talanji proves a more difficult foe than she expected in the Battle for Dazar’alor. She’s not the only one getting fucked in patch 8.1.
Things take quite a turn for Jaina Proudmoore when Princess Talanji proves a more difficult foe than she expected. With the Alliance’s assault on the Zandalari capital a success, Jaina remains on her ship to see her forces escape unmolested by the pursuing Horde.
Though things don’t go according to plan.
(Mating press scenes are always great.)
Quartermaster's Duties
Kalli may have been their superior every other night of the week, but on Fridays he was a tool for the crew’s pleasure. Such was the duty of the Quartermaster.
The crew feared and respected Kalli every other day of the week and with good reason. The feminine lad had gained rank as the quartermaster, the second in command to the Captain who also happened to be his husband. As quartermaster, when the captain wasn’t around he had command of the entire crew, he had authority and could even punish the crew if it was necessary.
His duties extended to making sure the men were paid properly and correctly as well as managing the food and water stores to see each man get his fair share. Of all his responsibilities aboard “The Merciless Lover” - Kalli’s favorite and perhaps just as important was his ability to keep the men’s morale up on long haul trips.
Out on the sea for weeks at a time with nowhere to make port and keep insanity at bay with the comfort of a good woman or general entertainment was sure to be the undoing of any savvy crew. Kalli however was more than capable of performing both acts. The young femboy would sing old Kaldorei songs to the crew, his gentle womanly voice able to move even the brutish man to be misty eyed. And for one night per week, he would indulge their desires, dressing up like a woman and letting the crew have their way with him.
Even the straightest man in the crew couldn’t resist him when his plump rear was on offer after weeks upon the high seas. Kalli cared for the crew in every way imaginable and they respected him for it.
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Winter Veil 2018
The ladies, femboys and futa of Valnoressa.com get together all in one place to celebrate Winter Veil in the way befitting of them! Merry Winter Veil! <3
Hope you all have a very merry Winter’s Veil this year.