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(( People seemed to like my last story, so here's a longer one! ))

Rhiandra snoozed on the floor of the kennel she had been put inside, the dull lights of the room buzzing with electricity, a large pile of hay and feathers having been provided for her as an area to rest between her breedings. Already stuffed full of doggy cum, with a whole litter of puppies on the way, the guild had given the worgen some time off; even let her off her leash for a week so she could more easily adjust to her new life as The Kith's breeder. The door to her room slowly creaked open, a tall, blue woman trotting inside towards Rhia, easily recognizable as a draenei female.

"Excuse me." She said softly, peering down over the sleeping Glinean, her tail slowly swaying behind her as she tried to wake up the woman as gently as possible. "Ahem~ excuse me!" She let out a bit louder, her right hoof prodding at the worgen's belly as she ramped up her attempt at rousing the woman from her sleep. At the push to her body, Rhiandra couldn't help but mumble softly and reach out to bat weakly at the intrusion, a second prod by the same hoof quickly following, coaxing the slumbering girl awake.

Rubbing her eyes, Rhiandra blinked once or twice while she stared up at the figure standing next to her, crawling up into a sitting position and yawning heavily to the draenei. "Mmmf... what is it?" She asked with another yawn, her hands moving to rub against the collar around her neck, giving it a tug as she was reminded of her position in this guild. Thinking back, she smiled softly at how she came to be a part of the Kith, a blood contract had been signed a few weeks ago, binding her to the guild, promising her food, shelter and a family.

The guild's HQ was stationed in the ruined Barracks of Stormwind, where the Park used to be before Deathwing obliterated it, that kennel of hers placed in the basement. Giving the woman a soft pat on the top of the head, the draenei offered her a hand up, which was quickly taken by the Gilnean who was hoisted to her hind paws with silent thanks. Once standing, Rhiandra soaked in the sight of the gorgeous draenei, almost undressing her with her eyes, though she didn't have much to go! The woman was so scantily clad, those huge tits of hers almost busting out of her top, the nipples nearly visible, a ridiculous amount of cleavage showing from the tightly stretched shirt. Rhia trailed down to the woman's hips, blushing just slightly as she noted those wide, womanly curves, the worgen nowhere near as endowed as this draenei.

"I'm to take you for a walk today, pup. The name's Perspective, I'm the leader of the Kith, and your new owner in a way. The blood contract you signed saw to that." The woman smirked as she attached the worgen's leash to the ring in her collar, tugging her along as she trotted out of the kennel, up the long stairs to the main floor, and then out the large door at the front. Pers slowly started to walk through the Canals of Stormwind, a wide grin on her face as she paraded her new breeding slut around, showing her off for the whole city to stare at and know that she was her owner.

A feral sense of belonging crept up on Rhia as she was leashed and dragged along by the draenei, the blush disappearing from her muzzle as she obediently crawled on all fours behind her guild leader, like a real pup! When she had been bitten by the cursed worgen, the doctor had done everything in his power to help her become human again, but she was too weak to take the entire potion, and was forced to remain in her worgen form. Since that day, her canine senses had become one of the most important points in her life, one of the highest determining factors in everything she did.

She couldn't help but feel good about being led around on a leash, her rump waggling in the air as she followed the draenei around everywhere she was paraded. Those canine feelings and emotions had been amplified by being stuck in her worgen form, a heightened sense of smell, a need to be loved and owned, and the simple joy of having her head patted and belly scratched. She was much more dog than she was human, and she absolutely loved it.

Perspective tugged her little pup slut into a back street in Stormwind, a wide grin on her lips as she backed the woman up against a wall, her long blue tail flicking around behind her. "Mmm... time for a little fun, you whore. I was watching you in your kennel when you were being bred like a good girl, I had to have some of that fuzzy ass for myself." Sliding her hand down to her leggings, the draenei tugged the buckle off, then pulled the pair of pants down to expose her achingly bulging panties. The large drae-dick held back by the thin fabric, but just barely.

Rhia gasped as her eyes locked onto that thick bulge, her mind racing with thoughts of being bred like a good bitch, ravaged by such a large member. The worgen gulped audibly, Pers waiting for the girl to do what she knew was best, those fuzzy hands of hers slowly moving up to gently rub across those tented panties, eliciting a moan from the tall draenei. Quivering behind the tightly stretched fabric, that blue cock jumped and throbbed at the worgen's touch, the musky scent of the woman powerfully influencing the Gilnean's mind, causing it to go into overdrive, coaxing the feral side to the fore.

Pers recognized the glazed look from when she was bred, a soft cackle escaping her lips as she tugged the worgen's leash, forcing the woman's nose right up into her crotch, flooding that strong canine muzzle with heated pheromones. At this point, Rhia began to drool like a hungry dog, a growl emitting from her lips as she greedily tugged the panties from the draenei's legs, the long blue dick flopping out to smack against her muzzle. Well over a foot long, that throbbing blue meat drooled her thick precum, that slutty worgen wallowing in the scent, soaking it in, loving each and every texture that she could pick out from the overall smell.

Not wasting any more time, Pers reared her hips back, smirking as the worgen opened up her muzzle receptively, before thrusting her cock deep into the awaiting maw. The submissive woman instantly wrapped those lips tightly around the thick, veined shaft, her throat opening up to take in as much drae-cock as she could. Only halfway inside, the draenei hit her max, unable to thrust any deeper inside of this little cockwhore of a girl. Rearing back and thrusting forward, the dominant guild leader began a long, pleasurable rhythm of fucking the girl's face, eliciting more moans from her own lips as her balls swayed between her legs, sloshing with lots of yummy seed.

Doing the best she could, Rhiandra used that talented tongue of hers to lap across the length of her new cock treat, murrling so lustfully around the shaft, working it up and down with her warm, wet muzzle and tight, constricting throat. Growling and humming, she let her throat vibrate sexily around the yummy blue dick, sending shivers and thrills up the other woman's spine, coaxing as much salty precum down her throat as she could. Her mind was ablaze with thoughts of pleasing the thrusting meat, her female sex simply dripping wet, so receptive to breeding, just from getting to suck off such a delicious tasting length. With a heavy groan, Pers tugged off the little puppy's buttoned-up shirt, exposing her meager bust and instructing her to wrap them around her fuck stick.

Despite their lack of size, the worgen used her tits to the best of her ability, using them like a little holder, a tunnel of sorts to perfectly direct that yummy cock straight into her throat. The draenei was in seventh heaven by now, absolutely loving how her shaft was pleasured by the fuzzy chest of the girl beneath her, those heavy balls of hers churning out a whole mess of her precum. She could feel her climax quickly approaching, her hips thrusting even faster into that obedient muzzle, deep grunts escaping her lips with each heavy thrust.

"Mmm... good doggy. Puppy wants a treat, doesn't she? Oooh yes! You're going to get it!" Perspective shuddered and quaked as she continued her frantic thrusting, desiring nothing more than to feed this little girl with more cum than she could handle. With a few more humps into that tight throat, the draenei roared out, echoing through the alley as she shoved her cock as far into the warm muzzle as she could as she erupted with explosive force into the worgen. Load after load of sticky cum poured down Rhia's throat, the doggy slut not even having to swallow, every hot spray of seed going directly into her belly, filling it up nice and full.

Her orgasm was nice and long, expanding the worgen's stomach just slightly, before she pulled out and unloaded a few last ropes across the girl's face and chest. Panting lightly as she came down from her high, Pers' hand softly stroked over the Gilnean's head, a smile on her lips as she cooed down at her. "Goood girl~ such an obedient little pup slut. Get your shirt on girl." Still caught in the thralls of feral lust, all she could hear was a muffled sort of command, but the petting assured her that she did a good job. Very slowly, she came back to her senses, realizing that she was half naked in the alley, with her guild leader fully clothed, sitting on a barrel next to her.

Rhia immediately buttoned her shirt back up, a heavy blush on her face, as well as a sticky feeling, shyly reaching up to wipe the seed from her muzzle before her leash was tugged on again. "Come, bitch... we have some more for you to do before the day is done." Perspective chuckled, leading her new pet along behind her, the worgen obediently following on all fours.

Rhiandra snoozed on the floor of the kennel she had been put inside, the

dull lights of the room buzzing with electricity, a large pile of hay and

feathers having been provided for her as an area to rest between her

breedings. Already stuffed full of doggy cum, with a whole litter of

puppies on the way, the guild had given the worgen some time off; even let

her off her leash for a week so she could more easily adjust to her new

life as The Kith's breeder. The door to her room slowly creaked open, a

tall, blue woman trotting inside towards Rhia, easily recognizable as a

draenei female.

"Excuse me." She said softly, peering down over the sleeping Glinean, her

tail slowly swaying behind her as she tried to wake up the woman as gently

as possible. "Ahem~ excuse me!" She let out a bit louder, her right hoof

prodding at the worgen's belly as she ramped up her attempt at rousing the

woman from her sleep. At the push to her body, Rhiandra couldn't help but

mumble softly and reach out to bat weakly at the intrusion, a second prod

by the same hoof quickly following, coaxing the slumbering girl awake.

Rubbing her eyes, Rhiandra blinked once or twice while she stared up at

the figure standing next to her, crawling up into a sitting position and

yawning heavily to the draenei. "Mmmf... what is it?" She asked with another

yawn, her hands moving to rub against the collar around her neck, giving

it a tug as she was reminded of her position in this guild. Thinking back,

she smiled softly at how she came to be a part of the Kith, a blood

contract had been signed a few weeks ago, binding her to the guild,

promising her food, shelter and a family.

The guild's HQ was stationed in the ruined Barracks of Stormwind, where

the Park used to be before Deathwing obliterated it, that kennel of hers

placed in the basement. Giving the woman a soft pat on the top of the

head, the draenei offered her a hand up, which was quickly taken by the

Gilnean who was hoisted to her hind paws with silent thanks. Once

standing, Rhiandra soaked in the sight of the gorgeous draenei, almost

undressing her with her eyes, though she didn't have much to go! The woman

was so scantily clad, those huge tits of hers almost busting out of her

top, the nipples nearly visible, a ridiculous amount of cleavage showing

from the tightly stretched shirt. Rhia trailed down to the woman's hips,

blushing just slightly as she noted those wide, womanly curves, the worgen

nowhere near as endowed as this draenei.

"I'm to take you for a walk today, pup. The name's Perspective, I'm the

leader of the Kith, and your new owner in a way. The blood contract you

signed saw to that." The woman smirked as she attached the worgen's leash

to the ring in her collar, tugging her along as she trotted out of the

kennel, up the long stairs to the main floor, and then out the large door

at the front. Pers slowly started to walk through the Canals of Stormwind,

a wide grin on her face as she paraded her new breeding slut around,

showing her off for the whole city to stare at and know that she was her

owner.

A feral sense of belonging crept up on Rhia as she was leashed and dragged

along by the draenei, the blush disappearing from her muzzle as she

obediently crawled on all fours behind her guild leader, like a real pup!

When she had been bitten by the cursed worgen, the doctor had done

everything in his power to help her become human again, but she was too

weak to take the entire potion, and was forced to remain in her worgen

form. Since that day, her canine senses had become one of the most

important points in her life, one of the highest determining factors in

everything she did.

She couldn't help but feel good about being led around on a leash, her

rump waggling in the air as she followed the draenei around everywhere she

was paraded. Those canine feelings and emotions had been amplified by

being stuck in her worgen form, a heightened sense of smell, a need to be

loved and owned, and the simple joy of having her head patted and belly

scratched. She was much more dog than she was human, and she absolutely

loved it.

Perspective tugged her little pup slut into a back street in Stormwind, a

wide grin on her lips as she backed the woman up against a wall, her long

blue tail flicking around behind her. "Mmm... time for a little fun, you

whore. I was watching you in your kennel when you were being bred like a

good girl, I had to have some of that fuzzy ass for myself." Sliding her

hand down to her leggings, the draenei tugged the buckle off, then pulled

the pair of pants down to expose her achingly bulging panties. The large

drae-dick held back by the thin fabric, but just barely.

Rhia gasped as her eyes locked onto that thick bulge, her mind racing with

thoughts of being bred like a good bitch, ravaged by such a large member.

The worgen gulped audibly, Pers waiting for the girl to do what she knew

was best, those fuzzy hands of hers slowly moving up to gently rub across

those tented panties, eliciting a moan from the tall draenei. Quivering

behind the tightly stretched fabric, that blue cock jumped and throbbed at

the worgen's touch, the musky scent of the woman powerfully influencing

the Gilnean's mind, causing it to go into overdrive, coaxing the feral

side to the fore.

Pers recognized the glazed look from when she was bred, a soft cackle

escaping her lips as she tugged the worgen's leash, forcing the woman's

nose right up into her crotch, flooding that strong canine muzzle with

heated pheromones. At this point, Rhia began to drool like a hungry dog, a

growl emitting from her lips as she greedily tugged the panties from the

draenei's legs, the long blue dick flopping out to smack against her

muzzle. Well over a foot long, that throbbing blue meat drooled her thick

precum, that slutty worgen wallowing in the scent, soaking it in, loving

each and every texture that she could pick out from the overall smell.

Not wasting any more time, Pers reared her hips back, smirking as the

worgen opened up her muzzle receptively, before thrusting her cock deep

into the awaiting maw. The submissive woman instantly wrapped those lips

tightly around the thick, veined shaft, her throat opening up to take in

as much drae-cock as she could. Only halfway inside, the draenei hit her

max, unable to thrust any deeper inside of this little cockwhore of a

girl. Rearing back and thrusting forward, the dominant guild leader began

a long, pleasurable rhythm of fucking the girl's face, eliciting more

moans from her own lips as her balls swayed between her legs, sloshing

with lots of yummy seed.

Doing the best she could, Rhiandra used that talented tongue of hers to

lap across the length of her new cock treat, murrling so lustfully around

the shaft, working it up and down with her warm, wet muzzle and tight,

constricting throat. Growling and humming, she let her throat vibrate

sexily around the yummy blue dick, sending shivers and thrills up the

other woman's spine, coaxing as much salty precum down her throat as she

could. Her mind was ablaze with thoughts of pleasing the thrusting meat,

her female sex simply dripping wet, so receptive to breeding, just from

getting to suck off such a delicious tasting length. With a heavy groan,

Pers tugged off the little puppy's buttoned-up shirt, exposing her meager

bust and instructing her to wrap them around her fuck stick.

Despite their lack of size, the worgen used her tits to the best of her

ability, using them like a little holder, a tunnel of sorts to perfectly

direct that yummy cock straight into her throat. The draenei was in

seventh heaven by now, absolutely loving how her shaft was pleasured by

the fuzzy chest of the girl beneath her, those heavy balls of hers

churning out a whole mess of her precum. She could feel her climax quickly

approaching, her hips thrusting even faster into that obedient muzzle,

deep grunts escaping her lips with each heavy thrust.

"Mmm... good doggy. Puppy wants a treat, doesn't she? Oooh yes! You're going

to get it!" Perspective shuddered and quaked as she continued her frantic

thrusting, desiring nothing more than to feed this little girl with more

cum than she could handle. With a few more humps into that tight throat,

the draenei roared out, echoing through the alley as she shoved her cock

as far into the warm muzzle as she could as she erupted with explosive

force into the worgen. Load after load of sticky cum poured down Rhia's

throat, the doggy slut not even having to swallow, every hot spray of seed

going directly into her belly, filling it up nice and full.

Her orgasm was nice and long, expanding the worgen's stomach just

slightly, before she pulled out and unloaded a few last ropes across the

girl's face and chest. Panting lightly as she came down from her high,

Pers' hand softly stroked over the Gilnean's head, a smile on her lips as

she cooed down at her. "Goood girl~ such an obedient little pup slut. Get

your shirt on girl." Still caught in the thralls of feral lust, all she

could hear was a muffled sort of command, but the petting assured her that

she did a good job. Very slowly, she came back to her senses, realizing

that she was half naked in the alley, with her guild leader fully clothed,

sitting on a barrel next to her.

Rhia immediately buttoned her shirt back up, a heavy blush on her face, as

well as a sticky feeling, shyly reaching up to wipe the seed from her

muzzle before her leash was tugged on again. "Come, bitch... we have some

more for you to do before the day is done." Perspective chuckled, leading

her new pet along behind her, the worgen obediently following on all

fours.