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((For a brief 'catch-up' of the scene, please read the author's notes))

The door creaked open and silently walking in was a draenei, a towering titan with pale-blue skin. He was wearing a rather casual set of navy blue clothing, a sleeveless shirt and some pants. Wearing no footwear, you could see he had large hooves rather than feet. "Danny?", he whispered, glancing about cautiously, clearly looking for the youth.

The boy's heart skipped a beat while he hid under the bed better, plenty of room since it had to be big enough for the orc. All he could see from his angle were a couple of hooves coming out of a pair of pants. He didn't know who it was, but he was surprised to hear his name called out. Reluctantly and with some anxiety, he crawled out from under the bed. As he stood to his feet, he fed his bare leg through his pant leg, making his semi-aroused penis to flop as it got tucked in too. In the confusion of the moment, he only had time to half get his pants on. Still shirtless, he cocked his head back to look up at the tall, pale crew member. "Ye-yes?" he finally stuttered in a whisper.

As he looked over the draenei better, he'd see that as well as being remarkably-tall and gigantically-muscular, he also had a pair of breasts, absolutely-gigantic, similar in size to Takrin's, if not actually larger! He peered over the semi-clothed boy, blushing lightly, "Please, put your clothing back on and meet me in the room across the hall", he whispered and slunk back out of the room, leaving the orc's heavy snoring to fill the room again.

While getting up from under the bed, Danny was so focused on putting his pants on the rest of the way, that he didn't get a good look at the crew member until now. Drool leaked from the corner of his open mouth almost automatically, the boy's jaw dropped at first sight. As his eyes followed up along the incredible muscle covered body, they stopped and gawked at his colossal tits. God, how could anybody be so powerful and strong looking. He thought Takrin was the biggest and that there couldn't be anyone else that could come close. The palish, blue man-giant in front of him proved him wrong. His manhood came to full attention, pitching a tent in his pants with little Danny could do to stop it. The young man nodded at the draenei's command, even getting a little turned on by it, reading a bit too much into the choice of words. His upper body wiggled as he threw his shirt back on and followed the unfamiliar crew member to his quarters. What could the huge and busty man want with him in his room. Danny couldn't help but wonder.

The draenei's cabin was just as spacious as the orc's if not moreso, likely due to the absolutely-colossal size of his bust, those truly-remarkable melons barely contained in the navy-blue shirt he wore. He shut the door behind the boy and head over to sit in his enormous bed, "I heard the crew had a new person aboard, though I had no idea it was one so young. My name is Zohaar, I'm...not one of these pirates, but I sometimes travel with them in an effort to guide them onto more righteous paths. I figured you could use the company of someone who wasn't quite as...boisterous as these men", he smiled warmly.

The youth immediately looked around the huge room once he stepped inside. At first, the draenei's explanation confused Danny. He was busty just like the rest of the crew but wasn't a part of the crew. Being polite, he didn't ask for more details. He wasn't too concerned about it anyways. "Ahh, thanks" he started, smiling and scratching the back of his head. "I really don't mind. I'm already getting used to it." Not wanting to make Zohaar feel more secluded from the rest of the crew, the young lad didn't want to admit he rather liked the energetic and cheerful nature of the other men. "It's nice to know that there's someone who's more relaxed and subdued."

The draenei beamed back, "I like to think I'm something of a shining beacon aboard this ship, I fear though that whenever I leave this ship, things get much worse," he sighs softly, this action causing those mammoth mountains to shake heavily, "It's all I can do to try and persuade the crewmen to act at least slightly better though", his smile returned as he peered to Danny.

Danny's eyes glaze over, hypnotized by the enormous, round orbs quaking in Zohaar's shirt. It took a few seconds to snap back into reality. He regains eye contact with the large man just in time. "Well, I'm new here, so it's not my place to judge or even try to change anything." He comes closer to Zohaar, but not too close as to be lost in one of the draenei's blind spots. "I can tell you're concerned about them, but I think everyone's great. They all seem very friendly."

"Well, they're not -too- bad I suppose, a nicer bunch than many pirates I've met, but still, there is always a brighter path they could follow", he nodded sagely, this too causing his titanic breasts to wobble audibly. The stretched fabric of his shirt left little to the imagination, and those colossal nipples bulged out massively, perfectly outlined.

"They are pirates, after all. It's a blessing that they are this well behaved to begin with, don't you think?" His inquisitive response came with a head tilt, the boy nearly resting the crown of his head onto the nearby breast.

"I suppose, still, it wouldn't be right of me to just let the opportunities pass by...plus...well, it makes me feel a little less...odd, when I'm aboard this ship, surrounded by men who also have...well, -these-", he pushed out those goliath jugs, which bounced heavily again, the heavy sloshing of thick dairy coming from within them.

"I suppose" he responded simply, though couldn't fully comprehend the situation Zohaar found himself in. Himself, Danny was on the opposite side of the spectrum. If he knew what the latest member of the crew had been up to these first couple of days, the draenei might have found a new lost soul that needed saving. The boy nearly fainted when those massive, heaving tits were thrust out without warning. The sound of milk splashing around inside of those globes filled the cabin, ringing in Danny's ears like music. One of his small hands reached up to give a breast a gentle pat. He also nodded his head in an attempt to console Zohaar.

The hulking draenei would groan softly at the pat, clearly his immense jugs were sensitive indeed. Infact, even this light patting was enough to cause those massive nipples to bulge out even larger, straining his tunic taut on their own. "Regardless, how have you been finding life on this ship thus far?", he asked, his warm expression never faltering, the bastion of righteousness giving off a warm, reassuring aura.

With Danny's position close to Zohaar's, the man's colossal breasts extended out past where the boy was standing. Those protruding and swelling nipples of the draenei's went unnoticed. His hand went back to his side. Perhaps it was his short time on board, but Danny surprisingly wasn't sporting a massive hardon, considering the fact he was mere inches away from the most giant tits he had ever seen or may ever see. "Oh, I'm enjoying myself and keeping busy with my_duties_. Everyone is real helpful and welcoming, too."

"Good, good, I had hoped even the men aboard -this- ship wouldn't try anything on one so young, it is good to know they've been so kind toward you" he nodded, though was finding it next to impossible to actually see much of the young man at this point, he seemed to be used to talking with people his bust obscured. "I don't mean to paint them as monsters, many of them have been courteous to me actually".

"Monsters? Oh no, anything but." More like gods, the boy thought to himself. He still didn't get very far with any of the crew yet, but he was still new. Danny imagined it would take a while before some of them were comfortable enough to engage in more intimate acts. It seemed that one boy's wish was another man's nightmare, but there was no way Danny would reveal so much on a first meeting. Considering Zohaar's character, he may never confess his full intentions. "Well that's good. You seem like a nice guy, after all".

"Hah, my thanks, being a 'nice guy' is essentially by job after all, I'm a Vindicator, and that means I must route out evil and brings the Light to those who have lost it", he nods, again, causing those gargantuan milk-tanks to quake and making those teasing sounds of so many gallons of milk bubbling and churning about. "As long as I'm onboard though, feel free to visit me and ask anything you'd like of me".

"It must be a tough job" Danny admitted to Zohaar. Even if he weren't on a ship of buxom pirates, the vindicator wouldn't likely be met with resistance to the idea of puritanism. Being that the youth had accepted his sexuality with great fervour, being pure and innocent was no longer in the cards. He may very well have to restrain himself now that he knows a righteous man is on board. "I'll be sure to take you up on that offer when the time comes." He wiped away some drool from his mouth using an elbow, the sight and sound of those breasts getting the better of him.

"Wonderful, now, it's rather late, if you don't have your own cabin, you're more than welcome to sleep with me", he shuffled back on his bed, before twisting himself around and laying back on the colossal bed, leaving a small amount of space beside him. All this rigorous movement though just continued making those giant mounds sway and bounce heavily, and the cataclysmic sounds of waves of milk crashing was only louder than before.

Danny would have found the draenei's invitation more enjoyable, though it made him realize that he had not been assigned a cabin yet. So far, the boy had been making a pilgrimage from one cabin to another, none of them his own. It would be foolish to pass up an offer like this, so the boy approached the bed while being in awe of the shaking mammary mountains. "I'm afraid that I haven't been given a bed of my own yet" he admitted. Next to Zohaar, the spot on the bed might have looked too small. For any of the other crew members, it might have been true, but it was enough for Danny to lay comfortably, though possibly requiring him to be closer than Zohaar may be comfortable with.

Being this close to the draenei made it impossible not to notice the lovely warmth his hulking body radiated, and the intoxicating aroma of his refined musk wafting through the air, a tinge of cream filling the otherwise masculine scent. "Well, so long as it's alright with you, you can make my cabin your home", he raised his arm to give Danny more room, though it just meant he'd be even closer to the outer slope of that intimidating mountain.

Crawling up into the large bed, Danny had already taken notice of the masculine scent come from Zohaar, a bit intoxicating for the little boy. A faint, yet familiar smell of milk also teased his nostrils, making his mouth water. With the draenei's arm moved, Danny was prompted closer. Scooting alongside Zohaar, he crept next to his torso before finally resting his head on Zohaar's shoulder. Looking up, most of the view was dominated by a giant orb, contained only by a thin layer of fabric. The curvature of the breast made much of the enormous mass hang over Danny, making him nervous of the possibility that he might get crushed underneath it.

For now he seemed safe, the gargantuan globe hovering above him, the rhythmic sound of sloshing milk filling his ears, as well as the sight of that mammoth mound rising and falling with the draenei's breaths. Fairly soon though, the paladin's heavy snoring would also be heard, Zohaar in a deep sleep in no time. However, the heavenly aroma of milk only seemed to grow stronger as more of his dairy was produced.

The loud snoring kept the youth awake. Considering the position he's currently in, there's no way Danny would be getting in much sleep anyway. Carefully pulling away from his spot against Zohaar's right shoulder, he took note on how lightly or heavily the draenei slept. Kneeling, he bumped his head on the breast overhead, making it wobble and the milk inside slosh in a chorus. Rubbing his head from the collision, he turned sharply to see if it had awoken Zohaar. Ducking down, he proceeded to crawl under the tit until he reach the other side. Sitting up again, his head craned back to stare up at the top of the breasts which, not surprisingly, weren't visible from his angle. Being the first time he really thought about it, Danny was quite impressed that Zohaar found a shirt that nearly covered his bust completely. He used the shirt, clinging onto it with his fists as he ascended upwards. He had carefully chosen his path, picking the taught fabric that bridged the gap between the two globes where he would disturb the draenei the least.

Zohaar seemed to be in an intensely-deep sleep, his loud snoring never softening, he wouldn't even shuffle or fidget as the boy whacked against his enormous breast. Even the boy's careful climbing failed to rouse the draenei in the slightest, and the tight fabric would still give just enough to make scaling those literal-peaks rather easy. It would take some time though, given the sheer size of those things, but eventually he'd reach the hem of that shirt, peering down he'd be gazing right down into the bottomless cleavage. Looking to his sides he'd see acres of blue flesh, and just about tucked under that shirt, the beginning of those massive nipples.

After some experience with Takrin and the others, Danny had gotten better at making the journey up towards the summit of someone's enormous breasts. Regardless, it still felt rewarding each time, giving the boy that much more pride in his efforts. For the first time, with no obstructions, Danny got a full view of Zohaar's nipples. With his mouth open wide, he was both impressed and intimidated by their size. Whatever the fabric his shirt was made out of, he gave it credit for not shredding under the pressure and tension of the teats beneath it. They had to come up to the boy's hip at least. Fearful of the sudden drop off where the shirt ended, he kept a safe distance away from the neckline. Treading lightly, he carefully approached one of the nipples, not having to look down at it much. Its overall size rivalled the whole of the youth's body.

The boy's casual walk across the tops of his monumental breasts did little to wake the vindicator, and as he neared that impressive nipple, he'd see that it slowly throbbed beneath the fabric. Already such an immense size, little did Danny know that that was them -soft-, or at least as soft as they were ever likely to get. Still, the rhythmic snoring causing those hills to rise and fall gently, but not enough to cause the boy to lose his footing.

Danny bit his lip, anxious for the nipple to tear through the shirt, but the stubborn thing held together even with the pulsating spire underneath. The boy knelt down next to the teat where their height came to match each other. With his new perspective, Danny took note at how thick it was, especially at the base. Such a nipple that size could expend a lot of milk. If Zohaar was equally as cursed as the rest of the crew, his hills had milk in them and probably a lot more. Thinking back of the difficulties he had bringing Rin'ji to lactation, the young boy hoped it was not the case for Zohaar as well. With little reluctance, Danny finally reached out to touch the nipple gently, introducing himself to it.

The moment Danny touched the massive teat, Zohaar would groan out loudly, his colossal bust shaking violently and his nipples readily expanding in size, growing thicker as even this small bit of stimulation had a profound effect. Small rips started to appear in the strong fabric, before it finally gave way to that pad of flesh, it tearing open and the colossal, ever-expanding nipple bursting free, throbbing dangerously in the cool night air.

To say Danny was startled was an understatement, but then again, how does one properly describe a reaction to what was happening. The breast under him rumbled and the boy heard a roaring moan coming from the draenei. He thought that he had pulled his hands away from the nipple, but Danny found that they were still in contact. His second attempt to cease touching it brought a shocking discovery. He watched in a mixture of horror and arousal as the teat before him swelled madly, actually pushing against his hands before he quickly tucked them back towards himself. His head raised and his eyes locked onto the tip of the teat, growing and quickly becoming much larger than Danny. The shirt didn't have a chance as it tore. The now naked nipple kept expanding with no resistance rather than what nature itself deemed fit. Eventually, the growing mass made the tit flesh beneath Danny uneven, making him fall back. Still looking up, the boy's pants felt an all too familiar tent as he got a throbbing erection.

By now he'd be gazing up at the ridiculously-colossal dark-blue teat, which only carried on it's growth, showing little signs of stopping it's throbbing only getting more and more heavy. As well as this, the giant globe beneath him shook and rumbled, the sound of milk growing louder, as if a volcano was readying to blow, and from the way things currently looked, that may not be too far off.

As time passed, the long, thick piece of dark flesh resembled a tree trunk more than a nipple. As bold and as courageous as the boy might be, there was little hope of him taming something of this sheer size. With his arms and legs sprawled out along the shaking tit, he tried to stabilize himself. A sea of milk raged inside the mountains below. The smell of the creamy goodness became more prominent, almost completely masking Zohaar's manly musk. What it did was make Danny's belly rumble, driving his hunger and thirst of draenei milk. Despite his reservations of trying to tackle something that size, he stood up, being controlled by his hunger, and started to grind against the teat, using his whole body to try and stimulate Zohaar further.

The stimulation was enough to send Zohaar roaring out in ecstasy, while still asleep he hurriedly grabbed at what he could of his goliath breasts, caressing, groping, and otherwise worshipping them frantically. Pretty soon both his freakishly-massive nipples shuddered and erupted, a lakes-worth of dairy surging out rapidly, immediately hitting the ceiling of his cabin heavily, before raining down on the rest of the room, flooding it in moments.

With it against his small body, the nipple pulsated and throbbed without control. He contemplated his decision-making as an eruption was more than imminent. Just what exactly did he get himself into. Whatever second thought he had, it was fleeting, unlike his unsated hunger for Zohaar's milk whatever it's taste and flavour might be. The draenei's breasts shook a little more with the aid of his groping, fondling hands, Danny only slightly noticing Zohaar joining in the fun, making him assume that he had woken the puritan up. He would have to do a lot of explaining. Before he could worry about that, both teats finally blew forth their loads, their size and violent outpouring actually resembling erupting volcanoes. The torrential rain pelting Danny in the head, prompting him to lean back and open his mouth open wide. He nearly drowned as gallons of milk washed over his face and the rest of his body.

The downpour would be heavy to say the least, every inch of the room was soon dripping in the draenei's milk, which Danny would soon find to be just as delicious and addictive as the other men's. His milk with rich, thick and hearty, and his work as a paladin had imbued his milk with holy magics, giving off a warmth and enchanted with powerful magical healing properties. Regardless, those monstrous nipples continued to blast out a sea of the white cream, soon the door to the cabin was forced open as the milk began pouring out into the hall.

The sound of milk jetting out of the towering nipples, splashing against the ceiling before crashing down to the flooded floor below was louder than the draenei's groaning. Too busy to look down, Danny continued to gulp down the thick, creamy, rich milk as it filled his gaping, open mouth. He would have witnessed the quickly rising level of milk on the floor as well as the door to the cabin giving way. Soon, the sound of a rushing wave of milk travelling down the corridor of the ship would reach other cabins as well. The boy might not have to worry about the heavy sleeper, Zohaar, but explaining himself to rest of the crew would be an even worse predicament.