Warlords 6

“So this is interestin'.” Chaz commented.

“It's even a bit new.” For all the debauchery that his people had gotten up to with draenei back home they had never 'tamed' one in the traditional sense. The process involved taming and training, sure, and the results may even have been somewhat similar but the implications for what he managed to do were very strange.

“So for that I congratulate you.” Chaz pat Yrel on the head, causing her to well up with pride. He tilted his head to one side curiously.

“You understand me?” Yrel and the scholar stared at him in recognition but he heard no answer. After a moment he added.

“Speak.”

“Yes.” Yrel almost barked.

“I do.” The scholar echoed.

“Explain how you feel?” Chaz was curious how fucked up they were by what happened. They behaved like animals. He wanted to know just how deep that vein ran through them.

For the two dreanei, being a pet was a surreal feeling. “I feel obedience, love and-” Chaz motioned for them to get down while Yrel explained. They did it without a second thought, continuing.

“Nothing else.”

“Nothing, huh?” Chaz rubbed his chin thoughtfully before looking to the scholar.

“What's going through your head when I give a command?” He motioned for them to get up, which they again did effortlessly.

They seem confused by the question. “Nothing?” The scholar answers.

“Our bodies move without any thought or intent on our part.” Yrel clarifies in a way that she assumed would be useful. That in itself expands a bit on how they operate.

“Show off your tits.” He asked. They both smile. The scholar takes no effort in opening her robes to allow her plump orbs to slip out from between. Yrel has to do a bit more to unplate her own voluptuous tits but they are drawn out as well after just a few more seconds.

Chaz nods. “Just bounce for me a bit while I think, girls.” After he said that the two Draenei bounced up and down, almost in sync. Their breasts bounce up and down pleasingly in front of him. Chaz was a simple goblin with simple tastes. Once that was going he started to properly consider the implications.

“Let's see... In most ways you're literally just animals, which means...” He groans.

“Gah, I need a stable-master to test this all out properly.” He stared straight ahead at their two sets of bouncing tits.

“Alright, get decent. I need you both to pretend to be normal while we make our way to your shitty stable.” Chaz waved a hand dismissively. On their own, they both drew their boobs back into their respective coverings and stood up, making themselves look about as decent as two pets could. Chaz noted that despite being animals they still naturally stood upright and walked like Draenei and could speak when prompted, for that matter. It all sort of made sense. There were many types of animals and none of them dramatically shifted away from what they were just because they were tamed. They simply became simpler.

As they were walking, considering there were two members of the garrison with him, Chaz did not draw too much attention. That was until the Commander approached.

“Yrel! What is this Horde Goblin doing here?” He asked in an annoyed tone.

“I don't want him let in without my permission, I thought we discussed this?” Chaz inspected the human. He seemed upset, but at a glance he also seemed too weak to do anything with his anger. It did not look like there would be any consequences to Yrel's actions. More risky however was how Yrel would react to the Commander. Chaz mentally changed his intent with his pets to passive so that nothing crazy would happen. Luckily, they merely stared blankly at him. Oddly enough, he was used to that behavior.

“Okay... Well... Just remember to tell me next time, alright?” Yrel stared at him.

“I'll see you in my room tonight?” He asked pensively. For Chaz, who was experienced at sizing people up, he noted that this particular question did in fact demand a response. He pinched Yrel's calf and looked up at her.

With a mere glance down at Chaz Yrel was able to discern his intent. She looked to the Commander and smiled.

“Yes.” She said simply in an unexcited tone.

The Commander breathed a sigh of relief. “Well, alright.” As if he had gotten something over on Chaz with that exchange the Commander looked down with a triumphant smirk before walking away.

The trio continued across the way to the stable. Chaz regarded the draenei working within somewhat curiously. He was not perfectly aware of how far Yrel's influence reached, so he wanted to play it safe. “Heeey.” He hazarded.

The Stable-master lifted a brow at the odd greeting, then looked up at Yrel, then at the scholar. She shrugged.

“Hey.” She went back to working.

Chaz had no idea how to approach the situation tactfully. He placed his face in his palm, dragging it down with an inaudible groan.

“Alright, let's just get straight into it.” He was talking to himself, but the stable-master was not paying him any mind. She had yet to be addressed by anyone she deemed important.

“I need to... Look at my pet's talents and possibly change them.”

Since this was vaguely related to her work she did offer him some attention for that request, but it was mostly just to decline politely.

“Shouldn't you go to your own stable-master for that?” It was not so much a question as a request. She was implying that she could not and should not help him here in an alliance garrison. The woman was not initiated into the faction conflict, but she knew that there were two sides. His and hers.

Chaz smirked. “Yeah, well, I got a feeling you would wanna see to these animals yourself.“ As he spoke the word 'animals' he pointed towards Yrel and the scholar, who's name he still had not learned. When the stable-master looked at him, she still showed confusion, so Chaz had the two girls perform a few tricks in front of her. They sat, prostrated themselves, rolled over, played dead, all while the woman looked on in abject horror. The mere reality of what she was being shown was breaking her brain.

“W-wait... What?” She finally intoned.

“How?”

“I tamed them.” Chaz conveniently left out the how. He figured that the simple, truthful statement that she could confirm with her own eyes would suffice.

The stable-master gulped and stepped past Chaz angrily. “That's impossible!” She grabbed a tome from her workbench and moved towards Yrel. The woman was still skeptical, but Chaz respected the move. It made sense. She was taking an action that would confirm or deny what he was saying. He did not mind because it could also potentially confirm or deny his own theories on the events. The book was a tool that any Hunter and stable-master was familiar with. The beast-lore tome. It could be used by a hunter to get information on any beast, but most importantly it could change certain key features in the hands of a trained individual. If neither Yrel nor the scholar were 'beasts' they would not show up. She opened the tome and immediately dropped it, holding her head in her hands as she shook it in disbelief. “N-no! No no no... What does this mean!?”

Chaz curiously stepped over to spy the open page. It was a beast-lore entry on an 'animal' known as a Draenei. Chaz grinned and picked it up to take a closer look while the woman above him suffered a mental breakdown. Yrel's type was Draenei with the qualification of (Beast) in brackets. Her sub-type was tenacity, which meant she was a defensive animal. Something he was curious about were her capabilities. Turning to the page with her abilities her entire wealth of experience was boiled down to a heal, a strike and a special ability. He smirked as, next to that there was also a basic attack that would typically belong to creatures with horns.

Chaz could not change anything, but he was able to look at the page that held her skills. It was an unfamiliar and very long tree, naturally, as this particular 'animal' was very different from anything he had tamed before, with vastly different capabilities. There was the usual tenacity tree that she should have, although it was much larger, but on two different pages there was a Service and Recreation tree respectively. To Chaz this was all familiar, as he was a hunter. If he were merely a beginner and Yrel were his pet he would fill this out as he was training and growing both her and himself. At that moment, however, everything was placed firmly in the Tenacity tree and it all mimicked more or less her progress through life. She had stamina, strength, defensive abilities and healing... It read like a biography. He knew that when changing talents they altered the beasts very physiology. He wondered if the principle remained the same in this case. He would pour over the other trees, but the mental state of the draenei above him he had not tamed was rapidly deteriorating. He closed the book and looked up at her.

“You know what it means. Why are you even askin'?”

“We're animals.” The thought had already permeated her mind. It was just hard to admit without the extra push that the goblin provided.

“But how? I don't understand? Why has this not come up before?” She asked a poignant question that Chaz was not sure how to answer. He wondered if he should spin a complicated tale, or simply tell the truth in the most direct and disturbing way possible. He decided on the latter.

“Well... You're people are animals and you can be tamed. It just takes a lot of willful submission on the part of the draenei to make it happen.” Chaz knew there was a missing ingredient. Some sort of meditation and religious voodoo was actually the missing link between Draenei and Beast, but she did not need to know that. Chaz handed the book back to the woman, since she was the one he needed to use it properly.

“Anyway... You heard me.”

“You need to... Re-talent your... P-pets.” She said shakily, opening to the relevant pages.

“You're curious, aren't you?” Chaz grinned. The woman was shocked at the accusation, but did not disagree right away.

“This is what you do. You are wondering as much about how it works as I am.” He pointed to the Scholar.

“Her. What does it say about her?”

The woman approached the scholar and opened the book. “Eredar (Beast). Cunning... Uhm... This is weird.”

“What?”

“She's a mage, but it looks like the cunning tree mostly turned all that into... Melee rogue and trickstery stuff?” She shook her head.

“There's a bit of magic 'flavor' but it's all gone.”

“That makes sense. The pets are never as complex as the creatures you tame. Something about the process simplifies them.”

The woman nodded. “Yes. You're right.” With the learning they were both doing she slowly stopped shaking and started growing more an more intrigued by what she was seeing.

“How many points does she have?”

“L-lots.”

“Lots?” Chaz asked mostly for clarification.

“Like... A lot a lot. There's even quite a few unspent points but these trees are also huge. I could probably fully fill out cunning and still have some left over.”

“Good. Do that.” He gave the woman's ass a tap for motivation. Her back arched at the contact as a reaction but she otherwise did not seem to mind.

“Done.” They both stared at the scholar curiously. For a moment it almost seemed like nothing would happen, then suddenly she groaned and keeled over. The stable-master and Chaz stepped back cautiously as she stared up with wide eyes. They turned from blue orbs to predatory slits. As her mouth opened in a groan, her already sharp canines elongated and sharpened while the hand that was holding her head grew nasty-looking claws. The final touch was a pair of powerful wings that sprouted quickly from her back and flapped a few times before coming to rest. For all that they were seeing that seemed to suggest it, a quick inspection showed almost no sign that the woman was demonic or corrupted at all.

“W-what? I don't get- Wait...”

“What is it?” Chaz was as flabbergasted as her.

She bit her bottom lip and furrowed her brow in thought as she stared at the scholar. “I think that.. Those aren't demonic features.”

“How do you figure, because they look pretty-”

She waved her hands and looked through the book. “No no! It's all here... These are things that we could have developed. I think the Legion simply found a way to bring them out of us.”

Chaz blinked, feeling like he accidentally stumbled upon something that could actually be quite important. If the Legion had access to these trees without realizing it and were using the fel in place of the light to cow their subjects, it could explain a lot. After all, by his perception, Yrel essentially just 'corrupted' both her and the scholar's soul with light to make them more pliable so he could take advantage.

“This is interesting. This is too interesting.”

“I know!” The stable-master agreed excitedly.

Chaz looked up at her questioningly. He began with a wreck and ended up with what might be a pretty good accomplice, in his mind. So long as she could follow orders.

“Still got points?” She nodded at him in response, opening the book back up.

“I wanna see what putting the rest into entertainment does.”

“It wont fill it out completely, but let's see...” She was just as curious as him.

The scholar was standing idly at that point, panting from the changes she already went through to make her look like an imposing, yet cunning creature true to her classification. When the woman filled out the other tree she was less taxed by the changes that occurred next. Slowly her tits grew to strain her robe that was already somewhat tattered. Her hips widened, thighs thickened and her ass became noticeably more plump. Her tail grew to a longer, but more slender length and cracked shockingly like a whip. Her eyes rolled back, mouth opened and her tongue elongated into a dexterous fork as she let out an incredibly long and lewd moan. Saliva was dripping from the corners of her filled-out lips. Chaz gulped.

“That's... Uh, that's an experienced woman, huh?”

The stable-master blushed. “Y-yeah.”

“I need to uh... Stable both my pets.” He asked frankly.

“I think that's probably best! You can leave them with me. You can d-definitely trust me to take are of them.” The woman stated, overcome with some combination of emotions in the presence of the 'Cunning-Entertainment' built Eredar woman. She ushered both Yrel and the Scholar into their own stables, then received the contract from Chaz.

“Alright, I think that's-” Chaz was breathless and ready to go, but his ears twitched and he stopped talking after he heard something from the stables.

“Uhm..” It was Yrel.

“Can I be let out, please?”

“Me too!” The very sultry voice of the scholar begged.

The stable-master and Chaz stared at each-other. He nodded at her, but did not accept them back into his care.

“This usually isn't a thing... Maybe because they're-” She paused, waiting to see what would happen when she opened both stables. The two women left, looking a bit more casual and free. They both still smiled and regarded Chaz somewhat loyalty but there was a bit more sentience about them.

“Thank you.” Yrel dropped to her knees in front of Chaz and smiled widely. The scholar did and said the same, only she did so in such a way that her tits were squished together and on prominent display for him. Her wings were spread out to engulf, but not harm the Draenei on either side. The effect was that the stable-master was awkwardly brought to her knees as well in a similar position. Her face was bright red next to the sultry scholar.

“How do you, uh, feel?”

“I feel good.” Yrel said casually.

“I feel amazing!” The scholar said orgasmically.

“I'm so happy I could suck...” She smiled suggestively at Chaz initially, but then passed her gaze to all others present.

“Something.”

“So you both feel like you could go out and act relatively... 'Normal?'” He used the word lightly for the sake of the scholar.

Yrel nodded. “I feel the same, just... Different.”

The scholar licked around her plump lips. “I feel very different, but I'm not mad.”

Chaz gulped. “Think you could stow those away?” He pointed at the wings. Without much thought they slowly faded, as if going invisible.

“Stealth is a c-cunning ability. Stealth and subtlety. I saw it... In here.” She pointed to the book.

The scholar leaned towards the woman, draping and arm around her back. “What else can those fingers do besides flip pages.”

“Eep...” The stable-master stared down awkwardly.

Chaz stepped back. “Great! I can kinda just leave you all to your own devices.”

The stable-master reached out towards Chaz. “W-wait! Don't leave me! Tell her-” She could not finish what she was trying to say before the scholar-turned 'succubus' pressed her lips to the woman's ear and pushed her tongue deep inside. There was a sudden convulsion, followed by deep relaxation, at which point she finished her sentence.

“I love her. I love her. I love-”

“Don't brain **** her, she's useful. Just... Keep an eye on her, okay?” Chaz sighed. The scholar shrugged and pulled back, leaving the stable-master recoiling holding her head. He looked to Yrel.

“You keep an eye on her keeping an eye on the other one, but don't let it interfere with your work.” He smiled at her.

“You remember what your work is, right?” Yrel nodded at that proudly, telling him exactly what he needed to know without saying anything.

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