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It was these moments, travelling through the large ship, when he truly appreciated just how small he was; even just traversing a corridor took a long time, not to mention having to dart out of the way whenever one of the crew was stomping their way through. It was actually because of this, Takrin walking by, his colossal feet battering the floor and sending the tiny swabee tumbling, that he had to flee under a nearby door and into one of the crewmen's cabins, to avoid being squashed.

Picking himself up, still panting quite heavily from being a hair's-width away from being trapped beneath a massive green foot, he glanced about the room, quickly finding it to be the advisor's room, the hulking tauren man sitting at his desk and scribbling down on some parchment. He'd never really found tauren to really be particularly easy on the eyes before, figuring them to be rather primal, bestial creatures, but Khyed's kind face, and probably his simply-gargantuan breasts, made the tiny spy smitten in moments, a light redness crossing his face as he hurried over to the much larger man's chair.

As he neared, he looked directly upward, the seated druid looming high above him, but even from down there he could pick up the tauren's musk, a surprisingly sweet and gentle aroma compared to the other men of the crew. He walked over to one of the chair legs and began climbing it, his nimble figure helping him clear it quite quickly, despite his minute size. The final part was a little trickier, but he managed to hike up to now stand atop the chair, barely having much room though with the bull's oversized behind taking up almost all of it.

Next was the trickier part, he had to get around to Khyed's front, so that he could climb even higher and reach those magnificent breasts of his. With them in the forefront of his mind, the rogue grabbed onto the fabric of that kilt covering the bull's massive rump, and climbed up it, until he reached the hem. He then began to shimmy around it, so that he'd be circumventing the tauren, again, it taking a decent chunk of time at the sheer size difference between them, Khyed like a real giant compared to Nathan.

After a few minutes though he was finally there, gazing up the bull's densely-built stomach and at the vast undersides of those truly captivating jugs. Licking his lips he was just about to start his ascent to them, when something hit him, a rather powerful smell infact. It was similar to the musk he'd picked up earlier, but far, far more potent, a heavenly aroma that made him weak in the knees, unlocking something deep inside him which just -had- to find to source. Being between Khyed's legs now, he figured it must have been whatever was under his kilt, so he hoisted himself over the top of the hem, and slipped inside.

He was surprised to find that he fell some way, landing with a slight thud. Undettered though he looked around, though naturally everything was dark. Thankfully for him, he'd come prepared! He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small, dull golden crystal, throwing it into the air where it exploded silently, casting a natural sunlight over the area. As soon as his surroundings became clear though, Nathaniel's jaw hit the ground. Looming before him, right between the bull's legs, was a gigantic slit, guarded on both sides by thick, swollen folds. At his size it seemed more like a cave then the massive man-pussy he'd realised it was. Still, the scent was calling him towards it, and he had to heed it. He got to his feet and scurried over, immediately rubbing himself against one of the huge folds, using his hands to massage the thick, sensitive flesh, something the tauren himself was beginning to feel.

Khyed had been looking over various documents which charted the crew's various adventures, correcting the grave exaggerations his captain had made about their exploits. Everything had been going fine, but now the hulking tauren was feeling the odd pang of pleasure coming from between his legs, it riling him up noticeably. He tried to shake it off, his rather unique 'equipment' down there was often causing him a good deal more arousal than even the horniest of the other crewmen, but he couldn't let it distract him from his work, such needs could always be taken care of later anyway.

Nathaniel though had no intention of halting his worship, not just content in pleasing the entrance, he decided he could make the most difference if he headed inside, which he did! Grabbing big handfuls of the tauren's lips, he began to climb his way up a bit, before heading over to the huge slit, easily sliding inside without much hassle. He reached into his pocket for another crystal which he tossed upwards, the magical sunlight illuminating the surprisingly-large cavern he seemed to find himself now in. He looked around, the wide cave going deeper and deeper, the end not even in sight. The walls seemed to be made of puffy pink flesh which pulsated slowly, small trickles of liquid dripping down them forming gulleys which lined the bottom of the tauren's love tunnel. He simply headed to one edge, pushing his hands as firmly into the soft flesh as he could, rubbing it up and down firmly. Almost as soon as he did the entire cavern throbbed heavily, and the amount of liquid dripping down from the walls seemed to increase. He'd also hear a deep groan from the cave's owner, finding it more and more difficult to put up with the pleasure.

Khyed sighed as he placed his quill down on the desk. Knowing this pattern all too well, he knew that ignoring the problem wasn't going to work for very long, so he settled on dealing with it. The faster he did so, the faster he could get back to work after all. With a slightly annoyed look on his face, the druid picked himself up, heading over to his large bed and pulling his kilt off. Tossing it to the ground he climbed onto the bed, laying back and spreading his legs widely, reaching down and getting to work.

Nathaniel had barely even noticed the tauren had moved, too busy wrapped up in pleasing Khyed so intimately. So he was surprised to say the least when suddenly two massive fingers pushed their way into the cavern. He was almost swept up by one, darting out of the way just in time as the two thick, powerful digits slid deeper, stroking over the glistening walls of the chamber.

"Nnngh!" the druid murred out deeply as he fingered himself, pushing his fingers in as deeply as they could go, before pulling them out again, then forcing them back in, his mighty form shuddering with the excitement his private play with giving him.

Nathaniel meanwhile was finding things much less relaxing, having to weave in and out to avoid being squashed or pulled out by the enormous fingers, not made easier by the heavier amounts of slick juices that were now pooling around his feet, not escaping from the cavern fast enough and rising slowly. He may not have been strong or wise, but he was agile, and that agility was paying off in spades right now.

While Khyed was now frantically masturbating, he heard the handle of his cabin door turn as who else but his captain burst into the room, the druid immediately halting his fun but still in an incredibly compromising position for his superior to find him in. Baelek of course just eyed the tauren with half his hand inside himself and gave a toothy grin, quietly closing the door behind himself and walking on over, a glint in his eye.

"Well well well, who knew -this- was what you got upto on your own," he snickered, looking him in the eye first before peering down between his legs, the druid slowly sliding his fingers out and looking away, embarrassed. "You know if you're in heat you can always come to me, I'm always -very- eager to help my men out," he had a rather wicked smirk on his face now as he moved the tauren's hand away, climbing onto the bed himself and leaning his head in so it was right in front of that delectable-looking man-pussy. Nathan hopped back as between the bull's folds he could see the captain's lips, and knew -exactly- what was about to happen.

The captain's large tongue slipped out of his mouth and the moment it struck those tender, swollen mounds, the tauren roared out, Nathan finding the ground beneath his feet tremble as the entire area throbbed dangerously once again, the flood of water growing stronger now, pouring into the night elf's mouth, who eagerly gulped it down. He soon sped up, lapping over the tauren's entrance faster now, it was all the tiny swabee could manage not to be swept along in the current.

It wouldn't be long though before Baelek wanted more, forcing his tongue between those slick, quivering folds into that smooth, throbbing cavern. He pushed in as deep as he could manage before slowly working it around, teasingly trailing that wet muscle over those pink walls and moaning deeply all the while. Due to the fact the bull's juices were up to his knees, and how slippery the area was now, Nathaniel had to weave around slower, which caused many close calls with the captain's tongue. Nathan knew that his luck wouldn't last though, and he was right! The giant tongue quickly picked up speed in licking out the behemoth bull, and in trying to hop out of the way the swabee lost his footing, falling onto his front into a huge puddle of Khyed's liquids, the bull's massive man-pussy like a water-slide by now and Nathan was sent hurtling into one of the druid's walls, the impact causing the ship's advisor to roar out again as a deluge of his juices gushed past the tiny rogue, who was picked up in the vast tide and carried towards Baelek's giant mouth, eager to guzzle down every last drop of the bull's arousal. He tried desperately to swim away from it, but the sheer volume and force of the juices made this impossible, and soon the spy resigned himself to his fate.

Luckily for him though, instead of being emptied into the massive elf's mouth, he was forced against his bottom lip, which acted as a partial flood barrier, Nathan holding onto it firmly and finding that he was actually rather safe there, even if what seemed to him like a sea of tauren juices were pelting him near-continuously. He managed to catch his breath in the short breaks between floods, until at last the pirate captain finally decided to move on, pulling his head back so Nathaniel could hop down out of the bull, landing onto the drenched sheets between his legs.

"Mmmmh, as delicious as ever," the mighty kaldorei licked his lips, then began reaching down and unfastening his pants, kicking off his boots before pulling them off all together, briefs included.

"Now, I've been thinking about this for quite some time, and I think we may both be ready," he grabbed the base of his ridiculously-enormous manhood, shuffling over and pointing the immense beast right between Khyed's legs, the druid eyeing it warily.

"I mean, think about it, with how fertile you are, and with how potent my seed is, I can knock you up with a dozen of my kids, imagine how much life you'll bring into this world, and just how much bigger -these- would get," he grinned dumbly as he stroked a hand softly over one of the druid's mountainous breasts, "You'll certainly be able to keep that many kids well-fed", he snickered as he rubbed the head of his cock gently over the tauren's slick mounds, another rush of liquid spraying out and showering the rogue who was just watching the titanic shaft overhead.

"Baelek...," the bull was panting heavily, but tried to keep his senses as best he could, "I've told you countless times, I'm not ready, and I've not found the right person," he grunted as the night elf just rubbed faster, that huge, precum-slicked head pressing down on the tiny swabee who was picked up by it. He tried to struggle free but watching the tauren's massive man-pussy stretching open as the captain began forcing his mammoth manhood inside was just too arousing, and soon he settled on just enjoying the ride.

"Khyed, Khyed, you really do worry too much, doesn't this feel right?" he grinned widely as he thrust his hips forward, a good few inches of his thick, throbbing meat driving between Khyed's legs which caused them both to roar out, the hulking bull shuddering in excitement.

"Ngh! Th-That's not the issue here..." he was biting back more groans but it became increasingly difficult as his captain just ploughed more and more of his gargantuan cock inside him, Nathaniel being forced deeper and deeper inside the druid than ever before, not able to see much of what was around him, but being able to hear the rapid throbbing, and the heavy flowing of thick juices. The air was also filled with a mixture of the bull's heady sweetness, and the elf's musky preseed, it forming an overpowering aroma that quelled any of Nathan's desires to flee.

The hunky night elf steadied himself with big handfuls of the tauren's behemoth breasts, greedily grabbing and fondling and he hilted himself deep inside him, groaning as he felt the tauren's tight walls pulsating around his member, precum flooding that bottomless cavern.

"Don't you want it Khyed? Don't you want to feel a true man ravage you like you deserve? To feel him unleash a flood of cum deep inside you?" he squeezed the druid's colossal mounds tighter as he began pulling himself out, though when half a foot still remained inside him, he slammed right back inside him, Khyed arching his back and yelling out in ecstasy, the captain's words, and his actions, were making it impossible to resist.

Meanwhile, Nathaniel was trying his best to cling onto the kaldorei's monumental monster cock, but with the buckets and buckets of precum gushing out as if on tap, he soon slid right off, landing on the floor of the bull's love tunnel. Before he could even get to his feet though, the elf plunged right back in, his rapid fucking ensuring Nathan was trapped, squashed tightly between the slick, pulsating man-pussy, and the captain's madly-throbbing cock. It was rather difficult to breath, with Khyed's copious flood washing over him constantly, he was forced to catch his breath whenever there was even a brief pause, but with how loud the giant men's moans were getting, he probably didn't have much longer to wait in this predicament.

And he was right, Baelek could feel himself just about ready to blow, but just before he began to unload, he took a deep breath and pulled completely out of Khyed, aiming his cock up at those ludicrous-sized mountains and roaring out, his cum blasting out immediately and slathering every inch of the druid's breasts in huge dollops of his thick, potent seed. Both watching and seeing such vast volumes of cum plastering his chest was just too much, and soon Khyed let out a bellowing murr, unleashing a deluge of his juices which erupted forth, drenching even more of the bedsheets, and expelling the tiny spy in the process, Nathan scrambling out of the thick torrent to the safety of the edge of the bed, watching the spectacle eagerly.

The bull looked his captain in the eyes, smiling warmly and managing to eek out some words between his deep moans, "Th-Thank you", before he was lost in arousal once again, his juices, as well as Baelek's thick batter showed no signs of stopping, and as the mixture crept closer to the rogue, he felt it best to scurry down one of the legs of the bed and hurried away back towards the door, making sure to get another eyeful of both men lost in orgasm, before squeezing back under the door and back into the hallway.