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"Hello?" she tentatively voiced out into the empty room of the tavern. She had felt great relief at the thought of getting out of the rain, but she was struck by the realization that it must be three hours past midnight by now. Not a single sound emanated from inside, except for the echo of her own voice. No mounts tied up outside; no people in sight. It might be closed.

"Hello?" she voiced again, a little louder this time. No response.

Carefully, she stepped inside the building and closed the door behind her. The warm colors and light from the fireplace lit up the cozy Pandaren architecture, and a sense of warmness spread throughout Ylvala. The poor soaked-through Worgen had to resist the urge to shake herself like a beast to rid the water from her charcoal-black fur. The tropical storm roaring throughout the Jade forest was far too much for a Worgen used to the depressing rain of Gilneas.

She made an imposing figure, at just over seven feet tall, with a good set of muscular arms hidden beneath her somewhat torn leather sleeves. She pulled down her hood and shook her hair loose, a loud slapping sound overcoming the crackling of the fireplace, as her long braids struck the butt of the rifle slung across her back.

Uncertainty briefly took hold of her while she stood by the doorway. Gazing again around the room, she observed chairs and tables neatly laid out, with a small open area in the middle, near a slightly raised platform appearing to be a dancefloor. At the far end of the room, she could see a bar behind which a red Pandaren girl slept, her face buried in her crossed arms.

The Worgen wasted no time in stepping over to the counter, counting her coin, and made a point of "accidentaly" half-stomping on the ground, making slightly too much noise, quickly stirring the Pandaren from her rest.

"Myeh, welcome to..."

The Pandaren yawned, interrupting her half-slurred introduction. She was pretty enough - Ylvala had come to appreciate the ursine folk. Slightly chubby and curvy, but not fat by any stretch of the imagination. She had a soft face, crowned by a long ponytail, with purple dyed streaks and a kind, peasanty appearance. Her fashion sense could be improved, though, with a change to her ratty, short-sleeved purple hoodie.

Having gathered herself, the Pandaren tried once again. "Good evening. I am Hiyorin, how can I help?" the young girl said, in a somewhat stiff, nearly pre-recorded tone. She beamed a bright, toothy smile, her pearly whites and two sharp canines on proud display, her storm-blue eyes gazed over the poor, sodden Worgen. "Oh gosh, are you okay? You're soaked through! Please, take a seat by the fire. I'll fetch a towel!" Worry shot through her eyes, and her voice broke away from the stiff tone, and before Ylvala could protest, she rushed behind some crates and into the back.

Perhaps five minutes had passed. Ylvala had found herself a comfortable seat on the floor in front of the roaring fire, and had undone her shoulder strap, ditching her rifle and satchel, along with some pouches. She was nose deep in her counting of coppers, when Hiyorin returned with a soft towel, nearly as fuzzy as the girl herself. Taking the Worgen by surprise, she sat down on her knees behind her, and began toweling her off, like a bathhouse attendant.

"What're you-..."

"Hush now," Hiyorin interrupted in a sing-song manner. "You're soaked through, dear, just relax. I know what I'm doing." It was very comfortable, Ylvala could not deny that much, to simply relax and let the girl take care of her in the heat of the fireplace. Certain sinful thoughts snaked their way into her mind, concerning stories she had read about Pandaren masseuses, attendants, and the "happy endings" to their provided services. But, she didn't come here to be pampered or serviced - those thoughts had to go.

"How much for a room?" she mumbled through the towel that was currently covering her face.

"Fifty copper a night."

"Oh."

Defeat. She couldn't even afford a single night. It stung, too, considering how comfortable she currently was. Her ears drooped and she bit her lip while Hiyorin softly took hold of her left arm and lifted it slightly, wrapping the towel gently around her arm, and tenderly drying downwards with care.

"Too much?" Hiyorin asked gingerly, tilting her head slightly as she peered at the wolf lady.

"Mhm" Ylvala replied. "I can work i-..."

"How about a wager then?"

"A wager?"

Hiyorin giggled with childish glee, lifting Ylvalas shirt a bit and wrapping the towel around her tummy. "Staring contest! If either of us looks away or blinks, they lose. If you lose, you work for the room. If I lose, you get it for free."

Before Ylvala could respond, Hiyorin had bounced up onto her feet and moved to stand before her. A hint of amusement passed through her at the thought that Hiyorins choice of lower garments was just as bad as her ratty hoodie: torn blue woolen pants, fit for a farmer that had worked the fields all day.

The Pandaren sat down before Ylvala, crossing her legs, tilting her head again slightly as she sized the wolfess up. A competitive grin flashed across her otherwise soft and gentle face. Before Ylvala could even protest, she found herself staring into those bright blue eyes. After just a few seconds in, she was already struggling. Her eyes were dry and her eyelids were heavy from the long night. She had a strange urge to laugh from the weirdness of the situation she had found herself in.

Hiyorin slowly rocked back and forth, almost hypnotizing Ylvala with the gentle swaying motion. The panda's hair bangs waved back and forth in a soothing manner, her belly and breasts gently shifting along with her.

Ylvala swallowed and her gaze nearly moved. She thought she had appreciated the chubby Pandaren folk before, yet they all paled in comparison to the girl in front of her. Hiyorin was curvy in all the right ways: chubby (but not fat), heavy breasts that heaved with Hiyorin's every breath, and an ass that would send a thousand ships sailing!

Ylvala's flat tongue snuck it's way out from her muzzle. She started panting heavily as a certain pressure started building up in her crotch. Her eyes were desperately trying to break away from the eye contact to sneak just a quick glance at Hiyorin's chest, but she resisted. She had to resist. She had to win!

But she was really feeling the pressure now, a certain warmth comfortably pushing against her..

"Oh!" Hiyorin exclaimed in surprise before she looked down at the same time as Ylvala closed her eyes shut and whimpered. Hiyorin swallowed. Her foot had pushed its way into Ylvala's crotch, sneakily trying to tease the wolfess into blinking, and there it had found two heavy things straining against the wolfess' pants.

"No..-" Ylvala started to protest before she hid her face behind her paws, muffling the rest of the protest until she only sniffled. Her shame growing more and more present in her mind as she felt herself getting hard. Her knotted doggy dick uncomfortably straining against the material of her pants as her emotions let loose. Shame and arousal mixing itself as she thought about the beautiful girl infront of her. It was disgusting. She hated it. It even changed along with her curse and became wild and bestial just like her new form.

A minute or maybe two passed without any noise but Ylvala's breathing into her paws while she tried to gather her thoughts. Then something wet stroked against her cheek. She peeked out between her fingers and saw Hiyorin's face dangerously close. Her maw open and her flat broad ursine tongue slowly rolling across her cheek. A sensual and comforting gaze radiated from her eyes. The bestial show of affection both exciting and calming the poor wolf girl down a little bit.

"Close your eyes, I'll make your tears go away," Hiyorin nearly sang as she beamed another bright and toothy smile, it'd be nearly goofy if it wasn't such an uplifting sight. She wanted to protest, but all will died down immediately when Hiyorin pulled off her top in one swift motion. Her naked chest leaving Ylvala mesmerized and speechless as Hiyorin put a paw on Ylvala's chest and pushed her onto the ground. Quickly sneaking her hoodie in under the wolfess' head for comfort.

Ylvala swallowed again, Hiyorin had planted her arms on both sides of her head and was laying on all four ontop of her, smiling soothingly down at the distressed worgen. She was beautiful, much too beautiful. She closed her eyes tightly and reached up, one arm wrapping around the small of Hiyorin's back as she reached out to touch one of the heavy breasts hanging above her.

"See? It is not so bad, is it?" Hiyorin chimed in, lifting one paw to put over Ylvala's, eagerly edging her onwards. Courage started taking hold as the cold in her tummy began to fade. The quivering wolfess peered up at Hiyorin as she started kneading her breast in her grip, biting her lip as lust took root.

Hiyorin leant down onto Ylvala and nestled her face lovingly into the wolfess' neck. Nuzzling up against her as a paw slowly snuck it's way down over Ylvala's body, coming to rest just past her tummy. For a few seconds there wasn't a single sound too be heard. The two girls just enjoying the feel of each others bodies against eachother. Both their senses invaded by the smell and warmth of eachother as they embraced and groped at each other.

A single gasp broke the silence when Ylvala's belt slid open due to Hiyorin's fiddling, her pants straining too contain the bulge. Her bestial girlcock tenting outwards more and more as Hiyorin slowly managed to fumble Ylvala's pants down and start tugging on her underwear. She sat up and looked down at Ylvala with a grin.

It was all Ylvala could do but stare in silence as the Pandaren clambered off of her and got on all four inbetween her legs, one furred paw going to rub against the bulging woolen boxers, a small wet stain spreading as pre leaked from the pointed tip of Ylvala's knotted dick.

A shudder rocked through Ylvala's body when Hiyorin finally yanked down her underwear, her red pointed shaft escaping its confines as her pants and undies were removed in one swift motion. Hiyorin murred softly as she wrapped her fingers around it, she wasted no time to she start tugging at it. Her soft fur teasingly running along the thick knotted meat and pre leaked from the tip, the warm liquid matting up Hiyorin's fur and lubricating Ylvala's cock, urging the Pandaren girl to increase her pace; her thumb rubbed at the base of the cock in circles before giving the red meat a few strokes.

Ylvala could just whine and pant while Hiyorin explored her hard cock, drawing her fingers around the base of it all the way to the tip with agonizing slowness. Her hips thrust into the air as she creeped closer to release. One of her paws found itself under her shirt, fondling one of her smaller palmable tits. Roughly kneading her own flesh while Hiyorin leaned in closer to her member. Her wet and somewhat cold nose nuzzling up against the red pointed head of Ylvala's shaft as her tongue poked out to curiously roll against the turgid flesh, a slight moan escaping her as she tasted the wolfess' pre against her tongue, the salty bitter taste only urging her ever onwards.

The shewolf's whimpering and moaning mixed with the crackling of the fire to break the silence of the night, the outside storm all but forgotten in the warmth of the inn and chief of all the warmth of Hiyorin's tender care. Ylvala's knotted doggy dick twitched in Hiyorin's grasp as it creeped closer and closer to release. Salty pre shooting from the pointed tip to land on Hiyo's muzzle and Ylvala's thighs, glazing them both with the thin white liquid.

Hiyorin slowly moved upwards on the whimpering dog's shecock, her tongue rolling sweetly over the turgid flesh to greedily clean up the thin layer of pre until she finally reached the top of what must've been at least eleven inches of manhood. A soft and nearly childish giggle escaped her as a burst of pre shot into her face, splattering her forehead fur and into her hair. She closed her eyes and opened her maw, descending onto the quivering mass like a wanton prostitute, suckling and licking at the pointed head of the red doggy dick. Her paw releasing to creep downwards, teasingly running over Ylvala's furred balls before finding their mark. A muffled snicker escaping Hiyorin as her suspicions were confirmed. A furred finger softly pressed it's way inbetween Ylvala's damp furred folds.

Ylvala nearly protested in shame, but it was just too much. Hiyorin sucking on her spurting dick and now pressing against her pussy. She couldn't do anything but pant and moan as the lustful pandaren started moving downwards on her cock.

She didn't even get halfway down before Ylvala slammed her free paw over her muzzle and howled into her palm, bucking her hips upwards into Hiyorin's face as she came for the first time in years. Rope after rope of white sticky cum erupting from her as the floodgates opened like a geyser. Too much for Hiyorin to swallow it started to flow from the corners of her mouth, painting her chin, nose and Ylvala's crotch sticky. Ylvala lost herself in the orgasmic pleasure when Hiyorin's maw met with her knot, nuzzling up against it like a beast as the pointed head of her shaft bent to accommodate Hiyorin's throat. The pandaren didn't seem to have a gag reflex in the slightest, merely moaning sensually as Ylvala throatfucked her through reflex alone, thrusting her eleven inches as deep into Hiyorin as she could, shuddering as she made a mess of them both.

Ylvala's deep breaths and panting nearly echoed through the room as the pandaren sucked out the last few drops, smiling warmly as she pulled back with her muzzle still full of cum; some of it leaking from the corner of her mouth to disappear along with the rest of it already dripping from her chin. Ylvala looked down at Hiyorin and herself. She was a mess, her thighs were covered in her own sticky mess, and a few ropes had even landed further up as across her navel. Hiyorin was even worse off, her entire muzzle coated in gooey cum and several strings of it matting up her hair bangs. She swallowed, her cock twitched at the sight of Hiyorin, she was still hard and she was even more horny than just twenty seconds ago.

Hiyorin winked at her and leant down, her paw moving Ylvala's furred golfball sized testicles out of the way as she moved in close. A gasp escaped Ylvala as she felt Hiyorin's gold nose against her clit, the pandaren girl using her muzzle to spread her soaked netherlips apart and push against her tight canals. Nothing could have prepared her for the sensation that came next; Hiyorin opened her maw and pushed her tongue into Ylvala. The shewolf's own cum escaped the confines of Hiyo's mouth as she started snowballing Ylvala's own cum into her nethers.

Ylvala quivered and tigthened her legs around Hiyorin's head. Moaning while a warmth spread through her body, her own insides defiled for the first time, by herself. There was so much of it, Hiyorin's considerably sized muzzle filled to the brim with cum and now it was all being forced into her own tight nethers. Ylvala started trashing about just a little bit as she put a paw on Hiyorin's head, stroking her hair and urging the girl on. "Don't stop" she breathed out inbetween pants. The alien feeling was close to bringing her to orgasm again for the second time that day.

But then it was over. Hiyorin's long flat ursine tongue retreated, briefly rolling over Ylvala's clit, eliciting a yelp from the wolf, as Hiyorin got up onto her elbows. All out of cum. She smiled and winked again while she pushed herself up onto a seated position, paws going to work on opening her belt. "New contest," she said in her once again sing song voice. The happy tone infecting Ylvala, finally at ease the wolfess grabbed her knotted dick at the base, squeezing her knot as she played with herself.

"I want you inside me," Ylvala's dick twitched in her hand, "If you can make me cum before you, you get the room for free. If not you will have to work for it. Deal?"

Ylvala found absolutely no downside with this arrangement, even less so when Hiyorin got up onto her feet and dropped her trousers and underwear in one quick movement and kicked them off to the side. Revealing her white furred vulva, engorged and flushed with blood. Long strings of girlcum hanging between her thighs and her nethers, her juices staining her legfur as far down as her knees. She quivered, the pandaren girl was just as horny as the hermaphroditic wolfess infront of her. Ylvala swallowed and she released her cock, a little bit of pre cum shooting out of it to land on her stomach as it twitched.

Anticipation made Ylvala quiver when Hiyorin got over her and straddled her waist, sitting down on her knees. Even inches away from touching she could feel the heat radiating from the pandaren's nethers like a bitch in heat. Warmth enveloped her when Hiyorin laid down ontop of her, once again nuzzling her snout into the nape of her neck, staining her neckfur with cum as Hiyorin rubbed her face, still covered in streaks of semen, into her. A soft giggle escaping her while she snuggled up with the shy wolfess.

"Remember, you can say no. I will get dressed and this will never have happened. Okay?" Hiyorin muttered into Ylvala's furred flesh. The thought struck Ylvala for a second, but the girl laying across her was just too much. The smell, the warmth, the knowledge that right now a very willing pandaren was leaking juices onto her tummy. It was just too much. "I want this," she whimpered out, nervous, but smiling. Her first smile of the night. This was pure bliss, all shame was forgotten, all hatred was gone.

A gasp escaped her as the comfortably warmth abandoned her when Hiyorin sat up. Ylvala could only stare in disbelief at the beautiful pandaren girl as she lifted herself up to hover enticingly over Ylvala's knotted canine cock. She bit her lip and closed her eyes, mentally preparing herself to hold back. She really really wanted that room, but she wanted what the naked girl infront of her was offering even more.

Her thought process was interrupted with a electric shock rocking up along her spine as and incredible warmth enveloped the pointed head of her girlcock. Ylvala's senses were overloaded, she bit her lip, shuddered, and thrust her hips upwards, spearing more of her eleven inches as deep into Hiyorin as she could. The pandaren's soaked netherlips kissing her knot when Ylvala thrust herself as deep as she could manage on her own. She howled like a beast as she lost her virginity and nearly burst right there. She grunted and started to claw at the floor beneath her, doing her outmost to hold herself back and not come right there and then. Despite nearly losing herself she still wanted a free room for the night.

Hiyorin herself wasn't doing much better. Moaning lewdly out into the air to join Ylvala's howl in a chorus. Nearly descending into growling like a bear as she started moving up and down ontop the poor wolf. The lewd display of the chubby pandaren bouncing ontop of her driving Ylvala wilder and wilder as she started thrusting in rhythm with the panda, meeting her halfway with every thrust. A moist slapping sound joining the chorus every time they met.

Ylvala had to steady herself, it was all she could do to get up into a seated position and embrace the chubby panda girl. Grabbing a hold of her back and rubbing their cheeks together as she started determining the rhythm. It was a wager, a simple one, she'd even get the room no matter what. But damnit she was gonna win! It wasn't even about working or not, it was pure and simple competitiveness taking control of her mind! She took several deep breaths as Hiyorin took the hint and started moving to her rhythm. The wolfess taking charge for the first time.

The slow sensual movements, the shiver that ran along her spine every time Hiyorin's flushed lips kissed her knot, the panting breath that filled the room, it was still too much. She was so close. She had to resist. But she couldn't. It was just too much. Her senses were overloaded. But she wasn't gonna lose herself, not now. But then something intrusive penetrated her mind, she panicked and let go of Hiyorin, trying to push herself away. But it was futile, she couldn't escape the sheer desperation as she started writhing and howling with laughter. Hiyorin was tickling her!

It wasn't even the sex that made her lose control. Hiyorin's claws were just lightly scratching against the sides of her tummy, but panic flooded her mind as she started writhing and trusting without anything holding her back. Moans and pants filling the air inbetween Ylvala's gasped laughter. Panic alone causing her to fuck Hiyorin with wanton need and she all but slammed herself against the pandaren in a primal need to just move somehow. Suddenly as quickly as it had begun it stopped, Ylvala took a few deep breaths and peered up at Hiyorin.

She was a mess, her tongue hanging out of her mouth as if to just have less inside of her. She was quivering and drooling onto herself. She was so close, and so was Ylvala she suddenly realized, a tight pressure on her several inches wide knot, halfway thrust into Hiyorin. It felt divine, the pandaren's quivering netherlips slowly sliding down over her knot, swallowing her up as Ylvala abused her most private spot. Slowly being pushed into Hiyorin. She was close. She was very very close she realized and she started quivering again. Once again laid out on the floor as Hiyorin descended down ontop of her. Finally, her entire length was swallowed and she hilted herself in the Pandaren. And she came.

Rope after rope of sticky cum shooting out of her like a volcano just burst. Hiyorin writhed and quiver ontop of her, the slight movements doing nothing to halt Ylvala's pleasure as she moaned out into the air. Growing more and more passionate as she kept filling Hiyorin up, descending into howling like a primal beast as further warmth enveloped her cock. Cum started leaking from around her knot as it forced it's way out of Hiyorin with nowhere left for it to go when the pandaren's insides were filled up.

Hiyorin rolled her head back and smiled up at the roof, warmth spreading out through her insides and starting to run down along her tights as the contains of her insides started leaking out. The wanton she wolf's knotted doggy dick proving that the big furred balls resting beneath it lived up to their size. It was simply too much for Hiyorin too contain. Ylvala's wolven side proven with gusto as she came for what must've been nearly five minutes.

A certain sense of failure filled Ylvala as she laid there panting in the afterglow, still tied to Hiyorin who was doing not much better ontop of her, though Ylvala realized that she had lost the wager. Eventually Hiyorin filled her vision as the Pandaren laid down ontop of her, her elbows on the sides of Ylvala's face as they kissed. It wasn't particularly dramatic, no tongue not very sensual, just a friendly and happy smooch.

Hiyorin smiled and chimed in in her sing song voice once again; "Seems like you gotta work for it. You'll be staying in my room."

Perhaps working here for a few days wasn't so bad after all, Ylvala thought as her dick twitched to life once again.