Relieve Stress?

With the extra passenger, Jaina was **** to find the ingredients on foot. This would take much longer, and she was a bit annoyed by it. Especially since she had to keep her back to it to prevent her from seeing its dick. Its big, fat, massive dick.. The thought alone brought a deep blush to her pretty features. Whether intentional or unintentional, the sway of her hips became more exaggerated, much to the enjoyment of the creature behind her.

When it came to herbs, most of Northrend was dead. Icecrown was frozen, covered with scourge. Saronite further corrupted the land, the blood of an old god, spreading madness and filth across it. Something scourge seemed to ignore.

Dragonblight was just as bleak, the dragon's graveyard, with only Wyrmrest temple acting as a shiny beacon of hope. While the red dragon and emerald ruby shrine were alive and vibrant, a cursory look by the pair had proven fruitless, other than the young cave toad getting a nice view of Jaina bent over as she examined some herbs.

While Grizzly hills had been an option, Jaina opted the other way. While Grizzly hills was alive, and Howling Fjord was not frozen, Jaina decided on another route. Passing through the Borean Tundra, the pair made their way to the one place on Northrend that stood out. Sholazar Basin. There were many theories on the Basin, Jaina wasn't in the mood to figure out the mystery of it.

The native flora and fauna were far different from anything else on Northrend. Gorloc and Wolvar engaged in a near endless battle against eachother for the verdant land. And it would be here, in the playground of the Titans, Jaina was sure she would find the ingredients that she needed. Giving a sigh of relief, Jaina moved through the verdant forest, eyes glancing around for the herbs... with various degrees of luck.

Hours passed, as sweat begin to cover the arch mage's shapely body. While she would say it was from the deep humidity of the tropical forest, the trickling liquid flowing down her legs told otherwise. When they had gotten to a stream, the creature had quickly moved to a stream, pushed aside its loin cloth, and begun to furiously wash its dick. Jaina had watched, dumbfounded, mouth open, as it tugged the massive dick in it's webbed hands gripping the shaft, tugging it furiously. Stop, Jaina thought, but her mouth refused to utter words. Eyes glued to that cock, she watched as it pumped the length, liquid's dribbling down the shaft and along the smooth head. Her reverie was broken when it spoke. "Wrong?"

Shaking her head, she frowned. "I told you not to whip that... THING... out in front of me."

The cave toad a shrug like motion, but didn't move to put the loin cloth back in front of its member. Not that the loin cloth helped much. The cock head always dangled beneath it, always reminding the sorceress just how much was beneath. "Need to clean it..."

Jaina gave a soft growl. "Fine!" She stated with a huff, turning her back on it. "I'll be bathing..." Looking about, she pointed to a nearby waterfall away from the stream, and this fat cocked creature. "By that waterfall. Don't come anywhere near there, i'll be naked." Why had she said that. "And I see you there, i'll use..." Once again her eyes fell on its dick, a pause, and she found her voice wavered. "Very violent ****."

The cave toad didn't respond, simply watching as she left. Once more, whether Jaina meant it or not, she had an exaggerated sway to her shapely rump.

The waterfall was one of many on Sholazar. the clear waters filtered into the river, and out into the waters. It was fed by Wintergrasp, like many of the rivers and streams, and Jaina was hoping the cool water would temper the growing heat between her legs. Stripping out of her tight fitting robes, her tight, low cut top, before laying the staff in a heap. She was far more in a hurry to disrobe than usual, quickly entering the cool waters of the pool beneath the waterfall. Her pink nipples were erect, and her tight pussy leaked in arousal. Moaning at the cool water hitting her heated skin, she was now waist deep in water, making her way to the waterfall.

Another soft moan escaped her hips, her hands pushing forward against the rock face, as she let the cold water wash over her pure, white skin. What was she doing? She was trying to collect reagents to stop a threat to Azeroth, and she was instead getting hot and bothered by a dick.

'A fat, huge dick...' She thought to herself, breathing heatedly, as she ran her hands through her long, white hair. The single strip of gold that ran through it only seemed to make it shimmer, as her body glistened with the cold water. Wiping the sweat from her body, her hands began to slide down. 'One that could stuff you completely full...'

She had lied to herself before. She had told herself she kept her back to the creature so she hadn't had to look at its dick. Even limp it was huge, and deep inside she had hoped it would jump her. To just pin her against a tree, and thrust its mammoth dick into her. Her fingers cupped one of her breasts, fingers squeezing at the erect nipples. Biting her lips, she gave a soft moan of pleasure, squeezing down on the rigid, pink nipple. A fantasy sprung to mind, one she had been having since she had she had arrived here. Her fingers lowered further, digits pushing into her slit.

The fantasy was simple. In the hours since they had gotten there, the creature had suddenly turned savage. He had roughly pushed her over a log, tossing her staff aside, and throwing up her robes. As she protested, he had stuffed himself into her, ravaging her, fucking her full of its fate dick.

Nearby, the young cave toad watched. It had followed her, curious, but had been somewhat afraid of her. But soft moans caught his attention, as he watched her finger herself. Stroking himself, the erect, fat cock twitched and was painfully hard as he continued to watch her.

"Fuck me..." She grunted under her breath, her fingers just seemingly not going deep enough inside of her. imagining the creature ruthlessly fucking her tight womanhood. "Shove it in me, you fat dicked, fucker... you slimy, thick dicked fucker!" The tone, the words were not something many on Azeroth had heard. But her watcher had, as it moved silently to her.

"You want dick?" Jaina's eyes shot open as she heard the raspy voice of the very subject of her fantasy. Turning, Jaina gave a slight yelp, her back pushed against the cold rocks behind her. So surprised, she didn't immediatly cover herself.

"What...?" She asked, eyes wide, forgetting her initial promise at ****.

"Want my cock?" It asked again, grabbing it's dick, and pointing it at her, pumping the shaft.

"Oh.. oh my god..." Jaina's eyes locked on the shaft. It was bigger than before, from when they had been at wyrmrest. "N...no, I don't! Put it away!" But her words lacked considerable conviction.