Gloryhole Girl (Giveaway)
Fyralia had only recently discovered the infamous ‘Blowjob Alley’ in Boralus. Yet she’s taken to it with great expertise and enthusiasm as she sees the well endowed folks are well serviced!
I ran a giveaway early last month and the winner would get a piece featuring their character partaking in the lewd act of servicing at a gloryhole! So here’s that finished piece. Congrats to Warli on their win! <3
Fyralia had only recently discovered the infamous ‘Blowjob Alley’ in Boralus. Backing onto the seedy Kelp Club, it was renowned for it’s thin walled alley that allowed passing pent up citizens to relieve some stress via the poster covered holes with waiting eager women on the other side. Donning her seductive black lingerie and her snappable choker, Fyralia gets to work on servicing the many cocks that make their appearance throughout her time in the alley.
The Elite Lesson
Dawn goes to the wrong zone at too low of a level and quickly learns why you don’t take on Elite mobs without a group to back you up. Poor thing, she’ll understand the way of things in time!
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We've all felt like this at some point. Last time I felt like this was when I was trying to solo Stonewatch Keep's elite orcs in the leveling experience for classic, so this image is inspired by that. Also check out this beautiful ebony woman and her big afro hair <3
Dawn is only level 9, but she’s killed a few kobold and murlocs so everything from here on out must be a cinch, right? Wrong. The foolish young mage made the grave error of going to a zone far beyond her level and even worse, to Stonewatch Keep. The gold bordered elite mobs were certainly imposing, but surely if she engaged them one at a time then things would be fine.
They weren’t fine.
The young apprentice mage and budding adventurer quickly learns the meaning of being camped and exactly why you shouldn’t do group quests alone. Azeroth is a harsh place for new adventurers, but she’ll learn. Maybe!
Vengeance Cuddles
The Lord Admiral and the Night Warrior share an intimate lesbian post sex cuddle. Vengeful ladies like cuddles too. Especially after a night of vigorous strap on banging!
It had been a night of new feelings, passion and a changing dynamic in a friendship. Jaina more than anyone understood the need for vengeance, strength and retalliation in the face of accepted evils. They had called each other allies for years, friends for some and tonight they were lovers.
As Jaina regained her breath, she chuckled through her exhaustion. Her icy blue eyes settling upon Tyrande sitting up in the bed with a slight smirk on her lips. Jaina was understandably dazed, the night elf had spent the last hour relentlessly pleasuring and bringing the human to climax several times with just her tongue and fingers.
“Tyrande, you were incredible. Though I must admit, I felt rather outmatched. This being my first... uh...” she said blushing a little, so very used to being expert at things it was a humbling experience to be the apprentice again.
“Your first time with another woman? Yes I guessed as much.” Tyrande said with a smile. “Fear not, little Jaina, you performed as well as any of my sisters. A natural.” She added, speaking honestly. Her hand caressed Jaina’s shapely rear, her long dusky digits sinking into the peachy flesh of the Lord Admirals ass. “Though I was going easy on you.” She admitted with a sly smirk.
“-That- was going easy!?” Jaina exclaimed in clear disbelief at the notion, though seeing as how she was exhausted and Tyrande looked perfectly fine, perhaps it wasn’t quite so unbelievable.
“Of course, if I weren’t going easy we’d be going all night until sunrise. We’ll work up to that though, we’ll have plenty of chances to do so.” Tyrande said, oozing her dominant confidence as she gave Jaina’s plump rear a playful spank that forced a soft pleasured sound from Jaina’s lips.
“You mean you’d do this again with me? You want to continue whatever this is?” Jaina inquired with a tone of pleased surprise. She gave the smacked part of her rear a rub as she sat up further down the bed and regarded the Kaldorei with her ever inquisitive gaze. The Kaldorei oozed confidence sitting there at the head of the bed, taking up most of the queen sized sleeping area.
Tyrande must have had a good three feet in height on her. Jaina felt gnome-sized in her presence, something that was all the more apparent when the Kaldorei affectionately referred to her as ‘Little Jaina’ as of late.
Tyrande reached a hand over, not even having to over extend herself to do so comfortably from her sitting position. Her palm rested on one side of Jaina’s face, her thumb gently sliding over the human’s lips as she met her eyes with her own. Jaina peered into the eyes of the Night Warrior, those beautiful eyes that looked like a starry night sky around a moon in each eye, they were quite mesmerizing.
“You’re my woman now, Jaina. I will look after you.” Tyrande said, her words rather blunt but landing fondly with Jaina.
A deep deep blush quickly formed on Jaina’s cheeks from them. They had been simple words forming into a simple statement but they had completely disarmed a mind as intelligent as hers. It was rare for Lady Proudmoore to be so speechless. Jaina opened her own mouth to reply but struggled to form words.
“Come, Jaina. I would cuddle you to sleep.” She added, tugging Jaina gently by the wrist towards her.
Jaina nodded with that lingering blush, clear approval in her eyes even if words failed her for now. Tyrande had pulled her quite easily into a cuddle, still remaining in her seated position as Jaina cuddled her from the side. The human wrapping herself around the dusky skinned Kaldorei and resting her head on her bosom. Jaina was in heaven in such company, with Tyrande’s strong arm wrapped around her she felt safe and comfortable in her embrace. A soft smile forming on her lips as she cuddled even deeper against the big Elf.
“Sleep now, little Jaina. You will need your strength for the morning sex.” Tyrande said as she stroked Jaina’s hair, smiling as she noticed the blush deepening again on Jaina’s cheeks.
The Prelate & The Femboy
Ri’lael, a cute and feminine Troll boy enjoys the lewd company of his mighty prelate guardian and secret lover in the hills above Dazar’Alor. Cute jungle butt sexs ensues, of course!
Quite pleased with how this one turned out, and it’s an introduction for a new OC. This here is Ri’lael, my Darkspear boi who’s lived in Zandalar since before the events of BFA as he trains to become a druid. He’s debuting here with a lovely Zandalari OC owned by Knightlord and known as Jah’lih. Knightlord very kindly offered to be both Ri’lael’s debut partner and become part of his story in this commission. Expect Ri’lael added to the character/cast page in due course.
Commissioned by: Knightlord
It was most unusual for a prelate and a lowly commoner to mix and befriend one another in Dazar’Alor. Such fraternizing is generally forbidden under all but a few Zandalari laws to keep the structure of the caste very much intact. However in Jah’lih and Ri’lael’s case, they enjoyed one of the few exceptions allowing them to mingle.
They were brought together by the will of the loa, specifically the loa of kings to whom Jah’lih is in service to. Rezan had given him a sign to intervene in an attack on Ri’lael, a young Darkspear far from his islands in search of acquiring greater knowledge as a budding druid. Being a Darkspear in Zulduzar was not easy, especially among the likes of the Amani in the enclaves in the lower foot of the city. The boy brought their wrath simply by being Darkspear, even though it is the right of every Troll to visit and pilgrimage to Zandalar.
Jah’lih had no intention or obligation to intervene in the affairs of commoners, even ones as cute as that Darkspear boy. It was not his place to meddle with the lower class unless it involved the upper class. Yet as he went to turn away to leave Ri’lael to his fate, the sun broke through the clouds and cast a strong shadow through the trees onto the wall above the commotion. The shadow was spectacularly shaped in the form of Rezan, standing between the boy and attackers in a stance of protection in the Darkspear’s favor. Jah’lih was not one to question such things and immediately took it as a sign from Rezan to intervene and save the boy.
Saved by the prelate, Ri’lael found himself with a new guardian and a neckbrace given to him by Jah’lih to mark him as under the protection of the prelate. What neither of them had counted on was a guardianship turning to friendship and then to a secret romance.
Ri’lael was cute and wildly different from most other trolls. He was ambitious and smart, he had managed to travel to Zandalar by himself and even found his loa by himself. He was both surprising and interesting to Jah’lih the more he learned about him and spent time with him. He brought out a tender side of Jah’lih that the Zandalari didn’t fully realize he had until he met Ri’lael. He cared for him.
Even with Ri’lael’s protected status, he was still forbidden from being romantically tied to someone of higher standing. A prelate was generally expected to take a partner who was priest or priestess, not a commoner from the lower enclaves. Both of them knew this and respected it, though they would enjoy each other’s company and friendship all the same knowing that one day it would have to end mutually. Their lustful pleasures were only able to happen in private and they could not publicly display their affections for one another.
Two years have passed since Ri’lael and Jah’lih crossed paths seemingly by the will of the loa. Ri’lael continues to learn and complete his druid trials in service to his own loa, Gonk the Lord of the Hunt. He has much to learn and a ways to go but he’s heartened by his mighty guardian who still loyally defends and supports him. Their friendship and lust for one another has only grown stronger with the passage of time.
Today a trial for his loa took Ri’lael far up into the jungle hills above the city to train at a shrine to Gonk. He asked Jah’lih along to help keep him safe in what can prove to be a perilous journey with all manner of dangers lurking in the thick tree line of the hills. The prelate was happy to see his boy to safety.
When the trial was completed, they realized just how far from the city they were and how very much alone they were together this far into the jungle. It stirred them both deeply to be this far into the wild with naught but the wilderness to bear witness to their deeds. It didn’t take long for Jah’lih to have his boy’s loincloth tugged up at the back and to bury his cock deeply in little Darkspear. So deeply in fact that it would bulge that delicate tummy of his with each deep reach.
Their sex was rough, wild and unrelenting. They could go for hours if they wanted to. Yet all throughout and when it was all done, they would cuddle, kiss and caress as lovers. The prelate could easily spend countless hours pounding his boy’s ass full of his mojo. Yet there was no doubt in Jah’lih’s mind that he could spend even longer holding his boy’s head to his chest as he slept peacefully or holding his hand as he guided him through the dense jungle.
The golden neckbrace was more than just a sign to others that he was protected, it carried Jah’lih’s mark upon it. This was his boy and may Bwonsamdi have mercy on whoever would seek to do him harm.
The Fine Print
Valnoressa will soon learn the importance of reading the small print in a mercenary contract. Especially with Orcs who know all about her particular set of skills.
Pretty much an unplanned thing I put together from some suggestions in my discord chat. I’m sure you’ve seen this meme many times but you haven’t seen it with Val and a bunch of Blackrock Orcs!
After paying for some hired muscle to assist her and see her safely to Dalaran with a shipment of medicinal herbs, Val finds herself in an unexpected predicament. Upon realizing their client was none other than the storied carnal healer and renowned Orc bait, Valnoressa Leafwhisper. The fellas of the Blackrock Merc Company made sure to slip an extra clause into their contract with the buxom druid healer without her knowledge.
When Val returned to her luxury room that rather surprisingly had it’s bill footed by the BMC, she was faced with her five Orcish companions awaiting her. She had paid them their dues already, but they spoke of a bonus she had signed off on all while removing their loincloths and laying their dark thick meat bare to reveal what such a bonus entailed.
They even allowed her time to review the contract to ensure they weren’t making it up and that she did infact sign off on it. The small print she seemingly missed was as follows:
“Upon safe arrival and delivery in Dalaran, client must offer their body for sexual use as nonnegotiable bonus payment to fully complete contract. Refusal to comply or adhere to this agreement empowers the contractors to claim ownership over the client’s body and claim them as a slave as repairs for lack of honored terms. The client must sexually avail herself for up to one week post delivery to Dalaran. Client must see all contracted help pleasured to complete satisfaction over a period of one week. Contractors will bear the cost of any room rental, food, drink, medical injuries, property damage or unplanned pregnancies incurred during the post-delivery sexual use of the client’s body.”
Facing the prospect of slavery again, Val knows what the preferable option is and honors the terms of the contract she signed. The luxury room made sense to her now, it had been as much for them as it was for her. They’d be spending a week together in the room, it would need to be quite comfortable for the days ahead. Supposedly the room had an excellent view of the violet citadel from the balcony lounge, perhaps she’d be lucky enough to catch a glimpse of it between the flesh and muscle of hulking Orcs huddled around her.
Iselda Zugged Again!
Iselda gets a little too cocky with her latest Orc companion, even going as far as to take a few snaps on her SELFIE Cam Mark 5. She's quickly put in her place though!
Not my best work but I salvaged this one as best I could without spending more than the ridiculous amount of time I already spent on it trying to make something of it. If I could start over I would. Ah well, this is how these things go sometimes I suppose. Apologies to Iselda for how this turned out.
Commissioned By: Iselda
Iselda gets a little too cocky with her latest Orc companion, even going as far as to take a few snaps on her SELFIE Cam Mark 5. She's quickly put in her place though.
Trapped In The Gym
A seemingly straight Orc is confused yet still aroused after discovering the girl he'd been watching at the gym was Saran Embervale, a cute femboy!
So I did a little poll on my discord the other day while I was working on this project and most people agreed with me about making Saran a normal color skinned Ren’dorei like Alleria. I’ve kept his eyes blue and his hair purple to balance it out but I think he looks pretty nice this way. Also here’s maybe a part one of Saran turning this perfectly straight Orc man gay for the boy butt.
Gur’toc, a Blackrock Orc, had been quite smitten with Saran as he adored watching him workout at the gym daily. However ol’ Gurt hadn’t realized that Saran was in fact a male and quickly began to question his attraction to the Elf boy. It was ridiculous! He loved to bang women and play with a pair of big tits in the bedroom. Yet even in his frustration and realization that the eyecandy was a male… he still seemed to get aroused watching him workout and it drove him insane.
Still conflicted about his sexuality and the Elf boy, Gur’toc is ripe for the taking when Saran approaches him at last. The Elf boy had seen the Orc watching him all those weeks and he had liked it. Confused, curious and more than a little out of his depth - Gur’toc finds himself being touched and jerked off by Saran in the locker room. His doubts and confusion melting away with each stroke of that delicate feminine hand along his big blackrock cock.
Was it gay? Was it taboo? Was it weird? By the ancestors, he didn’t care. He loved cute Elf boys!
The Goblin Assault
Lori & her friend Val stop humping in nature long enough to attack a goblin lumber company desecrating the forest. But not everything goes to plan…
A double rarity here! The rarity of seeing a futa lady in the bottom role as well as a shortstack being the dom on top of that. Had fun working on this image and it’s follow up image as well. Was fun to get to use Tina again!
Commissioned by: Loriandra
After being made aware that her lumber operations in the verdant forests of Grizzly Hills could soon come under attack, Tina Greaseguzzle of Greaseguzzler Industries deploys her highly experimental shredder to the region to pilot herself. Equipped with ‘anti-treehugger’ rounds and flight capability, it isn’t long before she gets to put it to the test.
Loriandra and her close companion Valnoressa stop humping each other in the forest long enough to press the attack on these desecrators of nature and their vile machines. However on this particular excursion they encounter Tina’s new shredder.
A battle ensues which forces Lori to command Val to retreat and seek help while she covers her pacifist friend’s escape. Reluctantly, Val escapes and Lori battles the machine by herself valiantly. Yet not even Lori can penetrate it’s armor and finds herself dodging flying saw blades and eventually knocked out by a well placed swing of the shredder.
When Lori wakes, she does so to the sight of Tina looting her clothes and belongings for valuables. Her attempt to stop the shameless goblin seemingly stopped by the shackles holding her arms above her head and wrapped firmly around a tree where she sits helplessly in captivity. Tina finds nothing of worth to take from her backpack, but discovers that this particular Elf has quite a valuable staff dangling between her thighs.
Tina instead settles for the prize of sexually using the captured Elf. She informs her that Val didn’t manage to escape and is presently back at camp being raped by her employees. She commands Lori to obey and not struggle or she’d send her friend to Kezan to work the azerite mines of the motherlode by day and whore her out to every goblin taskmasker on the island by night. Assuring her that she’d free them both if she was a good elf for her.
Lori concedes, not willing to make things worse for Val – she gives Tina no trouble beyond a wounded pride and a scowl of displease from her taunts and insults. Tina’s attempts to gain a rise out of the captured Elf falling on deaf ears as she endures the repeat and vigorous milking of her cock by the goblin businesswoman.
With hours having passed and Lori’s ability to produce seed having dried up from overuse, Tina finally seems to be satisfied. The goblin dresses herself and climbs into her shredder, but not before revealing that she never had Val captured and that her friend had in fact managed to escape. Tina taunts the chained up Lori and takes off above the treeline in her machine, leaving an exhausted and used Lori shackled to the tree.
Hours pass and night falls on the forest, Lori remains where she is as the cold chill of night nips at her naked form. The tally of how many times Tina had forced her to climax painted on the inside of her thigh in shredder grease. Her huge cock is slumped over and her balls are taut and aching from the relentless use by the goblin.
The sound of rustling echoes from nearby, Lori wonders if perhaps it’s a predator come to enjoy a free meal at her expense but is pleasantly surprised to see Val has returned with three sentinels in tow. Val rushes to her side and tends to her friend’s wounds and exhaustion with nature magic. Thankful to see Val did indeed evade capture and returned with aid lifts Lori’s spirits, however being too weak to walk the Sentinels carry her back to the camp where Val had fetched them so she could rest and have her wounds tended to properly.
Lori knew one thing for sure, though. She would find this Tina Greaseguzzle and have her revenge some day in the future.
Beauty & Betrayal
Alisinya poses in an old photo for a now ex-lover, displaying her beauty in tasteful yet suggestive manner. However it’s recently been dug up to be used against her!
Very simple, just a pin-up of a pretty Elf. Didn’t turn out exactly as I had hoped but I feared it’d get worse the longer I spent on it so here it is. Thanks to Alisinya for the commission!
Alisinya Tal'renar turned from the Horde during the War of Thorns because of their unforgivable acts and frankly criminal attacks on innocents. Beyond that they wished to desecrate the fallen and raise them against their enemies, something she found entirely abhorrent and would not stand for. To have a Sin’dorei defect to the enemy faction and integrate with them with such ease reflected poorly on Silvermoon, yet for her to have slain one of her Sin’dorei kin in the process of defending the enemy was unforgivable in their eyes.
In the process of digging up dirt on her, an old photo of Alisinya dressed provocatively and posing in a questionable manner was recovered in Silvermoon. Of course they used it to defame and discredit her actions, such a photo proved her deviancy and they used it and other methods to paint her as a villain of her people. It was purely propaganda and completely left out the fact that the photo was taken for an old lover of Alisinya. It was such an old picture that she still had blue eyes instead of her current golden ones.
Now among the Alliance and serving the Silver Hand, Alisinya was saddened to learn of Silvermoon’s grasping at straws attempt to discredit her true reasons for turning from her people and her old faction. Yet it has only strengthened her resolve and made her not doubt the choice she made all the more. The Alliance understood honor and restraint better than the Horde ever could, perhaps one day she would stand in Silvermoon again with her kin, but that day seemed so far away that it did not seem likely to appear even on the horizon for a long time to come.
Claire's Long Night - Part 1
Hot on the heels of a lewd farewell with Marvin, Claire finds herself pinned by a Licker in the West Office Hallway of the RPD. The creature seems to have a need to breed!
Said a while back that I was looking to do more non-WoW stuff so here’s more of that stuff. RE2 is criminally under used for porn so here’s another scene with Claire from me. And before you ask, yes I will absolutely be doing RE3 stuff when it comes out. Currently have plans to do something with Ada from RE2 as well as something from FF7 Remake. WoW stuff incoming too, of course! MORE STUFF!
After previously having assisted a dying Marvin Branagh with his last wish, Claire proceeds deeper in the Raccoon City Police Department. With the taste of a dead man’s seed still lingering on her tongue, she focuses herself on the search for her brother, Chris.
Yet after dispatching a couple of zombies, Claire can’t help but stop to pleasure herself following her heated encounter with Marvin’s large BBC. She didn’t get a chance to finish herself before he turned and she was forced to put him down.
So as she stood with her back pressed against a vending machine, her jeans hanging at her knees and her top yanked up slightly to pleasure herself – Claire was entirely unaware of what she had unwittingly lured to her position.
A “Licker” had been drawn to her by the scent of a female in sexual heat. The B.O.W’s intent was to breed with Claire rather than kill her, at least for now. Caught quite literally with her pants down, Claire must endure the Licker’s use of her body with it’s massive tongue and it’s relentless need to breed. At least until she can reach her gun and bring the B.O.W to an end before she’s infected.
New Story: Wild By Nature
A short story based on the recent animation by ColonelYobo has been written and is now available for people to read right here on my site.
A short story based on the recent animation by ColonelYobo has been written and is now available for people to read right here on my site. You can head over to the stories page to browse all my short stories or head straight to the new story to read about something from Val’s story that’s almost ten years in the past now.
Val's Birthday Smash
Val celebrates her birthday with three Elven friends and her Orc master’s three friends in a way befitting the buxom druid! Everyone is wearing their birthday suit!
To celebrate my IRL birthday which is tomorrow! (yay me? D:) I decided to have it also be Val’s birthday. To make it extra fun, Val’s joined by three friends who were all picked by a giveaway I ran over on my discord. (We do lots of giveaways, you’re missing out if you ain’t in them!). So here’s the finished result, hope you all like it!
Congrats to the Giveaway Winners: ColonelYobo, Syldahlina & Lindoriel
Kaldorei generally stop counting their birthdays by the year as they get older, though Val was still young enough to know her 405th was coming soon. After having casually mentioned it to her Orc master and owner, R’hamok - the handsome Orc insisted on a small party to celebrate it.
R’hamok gave his slave the task of inviting three of her elven friends who could make it to the party on such short notice. Not one to question her hunky dad Orc owner, even if she found his specifying of elven friends a little odd, Val did as he asked.
When the day of her birthday came, all had quickly been revealed to Val upon discovering R’hamok had invited three friends of his own to her small party. Not to mention a strict nudity rule had been put in place for the party at the last minute.
With four naked and attractive elves mingling about at the party and four hunky hordies equally disrobed, it doesn’t take a genius to figure out what happened. Val’s party quickly turned into lustful romp of brutes and elves for hours on end. The big Tauren nabbed the Elf boy Alua for his partner. The troll was very specific that he had to get his three pronged palms on Syld’s massive breasts and the Goblin was adamant that he wasn’t leaving until he blew his load in Lindoriel’s ass.
When the time came for Val’s three guests to leave, R’hamok revealed the final part of his plan with Val’s last special present. He explained that it wouldn’t be fair for the birthday girl to not get the special treatment on her big day. His three pals would be staying the night to make sure her birthday was extra special just for her. All night long!
Guilty By Association
Remy & Ellie only seem to find each other when they're both in trouble. Though this time it's Remy's piracy that lands the innocent Ellie in a shared punishment in Uldum!
Oof, been a little longer between released than I expected, none the less here is my latest one. Another commission featuring two characters you’ve seen before in a very familiar situation. Ellie and Remy here have a habit of getting into trouble together and here’s the latest bout of trouble.
Commissioned by: Dryarae
In times of war or strife, some will take the chance to step up and help those in need. Others will see it as an opportunity to gain something for themselves amidst all the chaos. Ellie was an example of the first! While it was easier for her to stay home and continue to make her money from her adult films, it was ultimately a waste of her priestly talents which would better serve the good folk of Uldum.
Remy on the other hand, she was a prime example of the second. For anyone brave enough to sneak into Uldum and steal supplies from the accord while they fought valiantly against all manner of horrific bugs – much coin was to be gained from selling their supplies back to them at extortionate prices.
Ellie had the great misfortune of encountering Remy while she stole from the Uldum Accord. And then even greater misfortune of being caught with Remy at the wrong place and the wrong time. The Ramakahen had desired a public execution for their crimes, yet because they were both human and attractive females – the Wastewander people offered to discipline and humiliate them both personally.
And so Ellie and Remy found themselves in the familiar situation of being locked up together as they had been on Draenor years prior. Their panties pulled down to their ankles, chained up in a tent while the ebony skinned desert hardened men and women of the Wastewander people ran a train on the pair.
After the weeks of their punishment, Ellie has since been released and returned home.
Remy is already working on her next attempt to be caught by the Wasterwander folk again.
Deep Dive
Being a keen herbalist and creator of various healing potions, Val sometimes has to dive deep for her reagents. And in the nude too, of course!
Hey folks, wanted to do a little image like this for a while as I’ve always kind of avoided underwater scenes. They’re quite difficult to do correctly more than many realize, but I think I did an overall good job of things. Certainly plenty I could do better but I hope you like this little bit of something different!
Magic unfortunately cannot heal all of the ailments of Azeroth. Some illnesses will always require a more traditional form of treatment via herbs and concoctions made from the land and sea. Val always likes to keep a good stock of various herbs known for their healing properties with her at all times. Though due to how dangerous or difficult some of them can be to acquire, more often than not she’ll be tossing off her clothes and diving into the sea to pick them herself.
As much as she adores the natural world on land, Val does indeed enjoy venturing down into the lesser seen natural world beneath the surface of water whenever the chance presents itself. Even if not everything down there is entirely friendly.
Profile: Tina - Now Available!
A new character profile is available for viewing, this time you can learn more about Tina Greaseguzzle, the crazy and wild Goblin engineer! Boom!
Ellie Pin-up Girl
Azielle "Ellie" Hennessey has given herself a new name and now she's giving her growing fanbase a ten page naughty photoshoot in the latest issue of PlayOrc!
Here’s a little a project commissioned by the always lovely Dryarae of her character Ellie! This isn’t the first time I’ve got to work on Ellie, she was one of my first commissions back in 2015 so it’s nice to be doing something with her again!
Commissioned By: Dryarae
Azielle "Ellie" Hennessey has finally given herself a new name and she's giving her growing fanbase a ten page naughty photo shoot in the latest issue of PlayOrc!
New Year 2020
Tina and her boytoy decide to take quite a risk to have some exciting sex on a highly volatile rocket firework. Needless to say, it doesn’t quite go their way!
Decided to give a little remake of an old image Rexx made many years ago. It was one of my favorite of his back then and seeing as how I wouldn’t be where I am without his guidance around the beginning of the decade, I don’t think he’ll mind if I bring it back with my own characters to ring in the end of that same decade.
I don’t know what 2020 holds for us all, but I hope it’s great for myself and all of you as well! In the meantime, enjoy Tina and her colleague having perhaps a little too New Year’s excitement.
Keen to ring in a new year on Azeroth with a different kind of bang, Tina and her current boytoy sneak into the workshop to have risky sex on one of the Sploder-9000 firework rockets before the big show. Known for their highly volatile nature and Tina being a big fan of risky sex, she can’t help but try it!
Kuznik’s less keen to risk his neck, but Tina is difficult to say no to. Especially when she’s swaying her big green booty in his face or threatening to cave his skull in with a torquewrench if he doesn’t do what she says. Both were equally good motivators for him.
Both of them climbed up on the rocket and while it rumbled with the unstable chemicals inside, the pair were able to have their risky sex atop it. At least until Kuznik leaned too far backwards, dislodging the rocket from it’s holder and sending it hurtling out of the workshop into the sky above Booty Bay. As well as sparking the fireworks in the workshop to launch up with them!
It was a terrifying experience! Yet both of them had the sense to let go of the rocket before it exploded. The pair of naked goblins hurtled down into the sea beside Booty Bay. Safe but very likely in a lot of trouble. Kuznik questioned his choice in women when the first thing Tina said as they climbed up onto the docks was “Wooo! That was amazing! Let’s do it again!”
Dying Wish
Raccoon City, 1998 - Claire Redfield encounters a mortally wounded Lieutenant Marvin Branagh and grants him his single dying wish. Helping to ease his eventual passing.
Got a hold of a model of Claire from RE2 so I decided to do a little test project with her. I’m a big Resident Evil fan as some of you may already know so being able to do this was fun. If you’re familiar with the remake then you’ll know it has a unique look within the RE engine, among them is a toggle for chromatic aberration and film noise. Most games I turn these off in but I left them on for this game as I think it adds to the 1998 look of the game. As such I decided to apply these to this image to make it look more like the game.
Raccoon City, 1998.
Lieutenant Marvin Branagh has had a horrible past few days since the incident started and the city fell into chaos with the undead. Seriously injured while helping his fellow officers escape the Raccoon Police Department, Marvin has spent the last few hours waiting for death as the nightmarish creatures overrun the building.
Before his death, he encounters one Claire Redfield. Younger sister of Captain Chris Redfield of S.T.A.R.S - a legend on the force. With his grim fate creeping in and his acceptance that he would not be leaving this station alive, he asks Claire to grant him a final request.
Ready to leave in disgust from Marvin’s request, Claire’s mind was quickly changed as she set eyes on Marvin’s extremely large black cock.
Winter Vacation (Giveaway)
Val and her new master R'hamok decide to spend Winter Veil in the more tropical climate of Stranglethorn and they aren't going alone! Loriandra & Valarynn decide to tag along too!
I held a little pin-up giveaway over on my discord last month for a bikini winter veil image with Val and two winners! It’s getting colder out here and I never got a chance to do a summer bikini image, so why not combine them!
Those two winners were Loriandra and Valarynn, so congrats to them too!
“Mhm, you were right Val. This secret beach of yours does have a stunning view of the horizon. Can almost see all the way to Kalimdor.” R’hamok remarked, his eyes closing a little as he let a pleasured grunt escape his lips as he gently swayed his hips back and forth.
Thankfully Val had seen the horizon view when they first arrived and in the past before that, because for the past hour or so she had been on her knees in the sand with her lips firmly around her Orc master’s cock. Her view had been equally stunning, just not quite in the same manner. Her own was of the Orc’s massive emerald cock whenever she pulled back far enough to seen it emerge from between her lips, glistening with saliva she coated it with. She also got a good view of his dark grey and very thick pubic hair that appeared to be tinged with silver, showing the Orc’s true age. Beyond that she could see his hefty balls and those dad-bod abs of his trailed with short hairs in all the right places.
Val let out a cock-muffled “I told you so!” as she slobbered over his meaty verdant shaft. The warmth of the Stranglethorn sun beaming down on her fair skin as she polished that cock of his eagerly, enjoying the taste of his sticky pre-cum as it leaked out onto her tongue. It was a taste that Val was more than familiar with by now in her life, yet R’hamoks seed had a sweeter taste to it than the average Orc. She suspected it was because of his healthy diet, he took good care of himself for an older Orc and she could at least attest to that from the taste of the seed he pumped down her throat almost daily.
“You know this was actually a good idea. Getting away for the winter on this little vacation. Enjoying the sun, the view and your lips around my cock all at once? Nothing could spoil this.” He remarked, patting Val’s head a little as she offered him an approving thumbs up - looking cute buried down every inch of him whilst doing so.
R’hamok froze up as he felt a sharp edge place against his neck from behind. “Hm. Perhaps I spoke too soon.” He added, he remained still but addressed the person behind him holding his life in his hands. “Can I help you, stranger?” he asked calmly.
”You can unhand my friend and take that filthy Orc cock out of her mouth. You picked the wrong Elf to try and rape today, you pervert brute!” The female voice spoke from behind, her tone serious and hard as she pressed the blade against his neck a little tighter.
”Well I would but I’m not forcing her to do anything, look for yourself.” R’hamok replied, waving his finger forward in gesture to Val.
The woman stepped outward around the Orc, keeping her blade fixed on him as she peered at Val, very much sucking away at the cock of her own will. She’d been enjoying it so much that she hadn’t noticed the situation change around her. She moaned softly and sloppily sucked and bobbed her head away at his meaty green shaft, she was indeed doing it of her own will.
”Hey you’re going a little soft down here, want me to put a finger in your-” Val peered up at that point, noticing the blade against her master’s neck and the Kaldorei looking down at her with a confused expression. Yet there was more, she recognized this particular Kaldorei! “Oh! Lori. You made it! I see you met my master.” She remarked with a friendly smile, seemingly she had been expecting this Elf.
”Your master? So he’s a slave owner! You say the word and I’ll spill his throat out right here, Vallie.” Loriandra said with a little extra fury in her voice as she glared at R’hamok. The Orc sighed a little at the situation.
”I assure you it’s not what you think, Val can explain, though I’d prefer if you let her do it without that blade on me.” The Orc replied.
”Oh you’d like me to believe that, wouldn’t you!” Lori shot back in response, the pair of them seemingly in a back and forth of words while Valnoressa looked on with a cock in her hand and a puzzled expression.
Val’s eyes turned towards Lori and her very alliance patriotic bikini she had chosen to wear to the beach. Seemingly she had misjudged the size of it though, as Val could see the base of her cock at the top of front of the bikini bottoms. Her cock was stuffed into them, curving down into the fabric that could barely cover her balls let alone the shaft she hand curved down into them. She had always enjoyed sucking Lori’s cock, but she couldn’t very well unhand her master in favor of it.
At that moment, Valnoressa’s left ear twitched a little as she heard the unmistakable sound of stealth being broken beside her. When she turned her head, a familiar Sin’dorei was kneeling in the sand right next to her. The Sin’dorei’s big golden eyes peered at Val and then at the hefty cock she was holding in her palms while the other two argued. It was Valarynn and she too had showed up in a bikini of a patriotic coloring, though hers was certainly more blood elven in it’s coloring.
”Hey Val. You gonna finish that?” The Sin’dorei asked blankly, seemingly unbothered by the situation as she gestured at the Orc’s cock.
”Hm… here you go Rynn. I know how to fix this!” Valnoressa said with a nod, passing the hefty Orc cock off to the Sin’dorei before she herself crawled over the sand towards Lori. Val sat up on her knees again when she switched places and gently tugged down the front of Lori’s bikini bottoms to let what had been bulging the front flop out in front of her face. Namely Lori’s reasonably big pink cock and swollen balls!
”And another thing—! Val, what the!” Lori exclaimed as her gaze quickly diverted down to her sister Elf sliding her lips over her cock to help it get hard.
R’hamok was equally confused as his cock appeared to be getting sucked too, which was odd as he was looking at his slave currently bobbing her head down the growing shaft of the Elf who had been threatening him. When he looked down at his own, his gaze fell upon the newly arrived Sin’dorei who had quickly guided his cock up through the bottom of her skin tight face mask and into her mouth.
Just like that, the argument had ended and Lori finally lowered her blade, dropping it to the sand behind the two sucking Elves. Lori and R’hamok pumped their hips back and forth into the eager mouths of the peacemaking Elves, while Val and Rynn glanced over at one another. They gave each other a smirk and a sly wink, getting to work on their chosen cocks.
”Damn, that’s a nice view.” Lori remarked as she peered out at the beautiful coastal horizon.
”It sure is.” R’hamok replied. Both of them giving each other a content and respectful nod.
The New Master
Val has ended up with a new master but he’s not quite what she was expecting. A strange but sexy new relationship begins with R’hamok, an Orc who seems different from the others.
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Furthering Val’s story a bit with this image! She’s got a new Orc owner that I personally have always wanted to do for her. Mar’gur was always short term but R’hamok here embodies a more longterm holder of Val and I hope you’ll see why in the future. No better way to start off a new ownership than a mating press image with a story on top.
Enjoy!
Being trapped under a mountain of green muscle as it pummeled with unyielding force between her legs was no strange place for Val to be these days. Yet this particular mountain was her new master and he happened to be different from any Orcish master she had served under before.
His brutish bed manner and his desire to pound-fuck his Elven slave into a sex coma was very typical of an Orcish bed manner. What differed was the intent behind them and her relationship to this new owner.
When Mar’gur had bet and lost Val in a high stakes game of hearthstone, Val had fully expected the new holder of her leash to be a scoundrel type or some pig ugly Orc with no morals. Instead she encountered R’hamok, a surprisingly handsome Orc further on in years than she was used to. He was no rich merchant or arena champion though, R’hamok was merely a veteran who owned a small patch of land beyond the walls of Orgrimmar for his years of service.
What surprised her most was how very calm and soft spoken he was. When he did speak he did so with all the clarity and intelligence of an Elf or a Human. There was no knuckle dragging brutish expression or simple minded hollers of honor and blood. Val may have been pinned under this massive Orc, sinking into the bed as their shared weight and his deep thrusting threatened to collapse the entire thing with them upon it – but she wasn’t as trapped as it might have appeared, she was there willingly. As willingly as a slave could be at any rate.
She belonged to him, but they had an arrangement that he had pitched to her, completely taking her by surprise. She would be required to serve him loyally, offering her body and services as his slave without seeking to escape. In return he would allow her to continue her mission of healing and helping the needy. He would see to it that she could continue to do the main thing she cared about and even vowed help to protect her while she did it to avoid being captured or killed.
No Orc had ever taken her as a slave and made such a a bargain. Frankly, there was no need to bargain with something you owned - which is what set him apart from the other Orcs. R’hamok held respect for this particular Kaldorei’s desire to selflessly help anyone who required it. In his eyes, it was not his place to stop such a good hearted person from doing honorable work. He’d have set her free if he wasn’t certain she’d be recaptured by the goblin slaver’s guild fairly quickly this deep into Horde lands.
Truth be told he was more than a little fond of her. Both for her incredible body and her enduring strength of will. It gave the old veteran Orc a spark of his youth that he had not kindled since before the death of his life mate many years past.
R’hamok peered down at the Kaldorei as she too turned her gaze up to his. He leaned his bearded chin down to press his lips against her own, something she found herself returning quite eagerly as he barrelled down on top of her with his might. R’hamok had lost track of how many times he had pumped his seed inside of her. They had been at it for hours judging by the candles he had put out before they started being almost entirely consumed and melted.
“Master... please... I need rest...” Val moaned out quietly and with no small amount of exhaustion, her palms patting his strong thighs to get his attention from his focused desires.
“We’ll rest soon, Val. The spark of my youth yet burns within me from your beauty. I would see our arrangement well forged in sweat and seed. Besides, I haven’t had the pleasure of your ass yet.” He replied softly as he slowed his thrusting hips to reassure her. He cradled her head in one of his large green palms and offered her another tender growled kiss. “Endure but a few hours more, my slave. I will prepare a hot bath for you when we’re done and see you get as much sleep as you require.” He added.
“Yes master. Forgive my weakness. You are just so strong and big.” The young druid said in response to his gentle words. Using the merciful slow down to regain her composure and stamina while she could.
The Orc smiled at her, it was genuine and caring as he gave her another kiss just before shifting his position. He used his lower body to curve her hips inward and spread her legs even wider until he was looming over her entirely. His muscular arms coming down at either side of her head like massive emerald pillars securing his body in place. His raw strength pushed her legs backward as far as they could go as his meaty cock dropped heavily down into her well beaten nethers once more.
In this mating press position, Val could feel every inch of him reaching more deeply inside her than he had before. His hefty balls still so full of seed would beat against her cheeks with the brutish fury of his thrusts. Val’s pleasured cries rang out around her master’s home and out into the land he owned outside. Yet it was unlikely anyone was within miles of his home to even hear him fuck his slave elf.
As she endured beneath R’hamok’s powerful hips, she recalled that sex with Mar’gur had almost always been to the benefit of Mar’gur. There had been a short period where it seemed like the iron hearted arena champion had been falling for her Kaldorei slave, yet her frustration with Val not reciprocating those emotions turned her nasty and resentful to the Elf over time.
Her attempts to breed the Elf had been fruitless and the disconnect from Val seeing her as nothing more than her owner had a negative effect on things. Fun had passed from their strange relationship and Val found herself dealing with the mood swings and abuse of her Orc mistress. Weeks before she bet Val away in a game of chance, Mar’gur had struck Val out of anger and frustration. It was the moment she had sank any chance of a future with the Kaldorei and it was time for her to move on.
This came to Val’s mind in this moment simply because she felt a strangely strong connection to her new master already, one far beyond that she ever had with Mar’gur. It’s true he was currently roughly violating her for several hours, but she got the impression that he’d be doing this exactly the same even if she wasn’t his slave. He wasn’t asserting his dominance or trying to humiliate her, he was enjoying her as one would a partner. She didn’t feel equal to him but for the first time ever, she didn’t feel like she was a lowly slave being raped by an Orc.
“Still with me, Val?” He asked as he peered down at his slave. R’hamok turned his neck downward to give her a look over to make sure she was okay. His one good eye met her luminous ones peering up at him.
”Yes master, I’m fine.” She replied through a moan. “Do you desire my ass now?” the slave elf inquired.
He noticed her new found strength and respected it. She was far stronger than she looked and it impressed him. He knew she had endured much before they had met but he was witnessing the Valnoressa he had heard about in the past. He peered down between them at the mess he had made of the Elf, the copious amounts of cum he had pumped inside her pussy for hours and all that which had flowed out when it could hold no more inside.
He pushed air out of his nose with a slight grunt at the situation. He felt a little guilty about going so hard on the first night, he pulled out of her suddenly, getting off and looking down at her. Val looked confused, wondering if she had did something wrong or said something wrong.
“I think we did a good job of sealing the deal, you have had more than enough. I do not wish to do you harm.” He said with an honest caring smile as he guided her legs together and back down to the matress. He patted them gently as he stood up. “I’ll prepare that bath for you now, there’s quite a lot to clean up. Sorry about that.” He said with a hearty chuckle as he began to head towards the bathroom.
“Master!” Val’s voice called out to him from the bed.
The Orc turned to look back at his slave. His brow lifted quickly as his eye set upon the Elf laying on her front in a prone position, her rear lifted high off the messy mattress swaying from side to side gently. She was presenting herself for him and by the ancestors it was quite a sight to behold those round peach cheeks. More so as she peered back with those eyes of desire, her palms gently pulling each mound of ass cheek to the side a little.
“Master and I had an arrangement. Master wanted my ass as well, I would hate for us to start our new roles together on a half finished agreement.” She spoke out as she spread those beautiful cheeks a little wider.
A surprised smirk and growled chuckle rose on the Orc’s lips and around his tusks as he nodded in agreement. “As would I, my slave. I’d hate that too.” He replied, softly stroking his still erect cock as he approached the presenting Elf. He gave her a playful swat across the rear with his large palm, forcing a moaned yelp from the Elf’s lips as he immediately mounted her.
The Orc used his cock to scoop a large glob of his seed leaking from Val’s pussy, shoveling it up and prodding it against her rear. It was thick and sticky but it would have to do as lubricant for his gaping girth. As soon as it was in place, he gave her a few hard humps to slip inside and get right to pounding her asshole.
Val balled the bed sheets up into her fists as that green mountain of muscle came pummeling down on her ass from above. “Ooh... Fffff-Fuck!” She cried out as the weight of the Orc flattened her raised ass down to the mattress with ease. Val’s hole surrendered to the thick green shaft willingly, turning the tight star into a wide hole within mere moments.
What ensued was a few more hours of being a sleeve for her new master’s desires and titan-like stamina. If she thought she was exhausted earlier in the night then she absolutely knew the meaning of the word now. As exhausting as it all was it also felt incredible.
All three of her holes had been given their fill of her master’s seed. She’d be tasting his cum for days and her hips themselves ached from the force they had been beaten with by the Orc. No single Orc had ever taken her so well for so long all by him or herself.
R’hamok did indeed prepare a bath for her, he even carried the poor Elf to the tub and saw her bathed by his own hand with tender care. When the bathing was done, her carried her to his bed to sleep and rest as he had promised. The Orc cuddled up under the covers with his slave, resting her tired head against his muscular chest as she passed out into her sex coma.
It was far too early for her to discern what they were becoming. It was their first night as master and slave after all, but she had no doubts that the truth of it all would reveal itself in time. And if it never did, she at least finally seemed to have found an Orc worth serving and calling master.