I said GOOD DAY!
_ My next story, a tale of Azuregos, an arcanite buoy, and a favor._
I said GOOD DAY!
Cyllia peaked out around the trunk of the tree she had hid behind. The giant hadn't noticed her, thank the light. She was out on the south peninsula of Azshara, dodging the stone giants that dotted the landscape. She had been out here for a few days, searching for the great blue dragon Azuregos. Cyllia was a Night Elf rogue, and certainly thanked her years of stealth training, for without them, she would be nothing but a stain on the bottom of a giant's foot. As far as rogues go, she was fairly standard: skinny and lithe, her intense training eliminating the alluring curves that the priests and mages could have. As a night elf, she answered the call of the Cenarion Circle, and had been sent on a mission to interrogate Azuregos about the blue shard of the Scepter of the Shifting Sands. So far, her search had been fruitless, but she would not give up. She decided to get a better look around and deftly scrambled up the tree she was hiding behind.
As she looked around, there was a loud roar, a crunching sound, and, as she turned towards the noise, a burst of blue frost about 200 yards behind her. Dropping out of the tree, she sprinted off towards the area.
Arriving on the scene, she found Azuregos standing over the frozen remains of a stone giant, grumbling, "Blasted giants, can't they see I'm busy? Always bumping into things..." He continued in this manner with no signs of stopping, so Cyllia ran to his front, calling out, "Great Azuregos, I seek your audience!"
Azuregos looked around, saying, "Who's there? Who said that? Come out, or face my wrath!" Cyllia looked around, slightly confused by the bizarre dragon. "Um, I'm right here, in front of you." She waved her hands above her head. Azuregos' head snapped around to stare the Night Elf in the eye. "Oh ho! So you are! I'll have you know that it takes great skill to sneak up on me as you did! However, there was this one time..." Once again, Azuregos was rambling. It seemed this happened a lot.
Cyllia coughed, then again, louder. When the dragon didn't respond, she reluctantly approached the seemingly unstable dragon. "Excuse me, Azuregos, but I'm sort of pressed for time. I was told you could help me?" He looked at her again, lowering his great head towards her face, ending up only mere inches away from her. "Oh, you're still here? Well, out with it then! You seek the scepter shard charged to the protection of the Blue Flight?" Azuregos smiled at the rogue.
Bewildered at his correct prediction, she replied "How did you know? I mean, yes... Yes, I am looking for that shard. Do you have it?" He snorted, looking at Cyllia as if she was daft. "Of course I do not have the shard. That would be asinine. I walk amongst savages in this cursed land! I cannot take five steps without some crazed orc of human trying to thrust a sharp stick into my hide. At any given time you could very well be speaking to my ghostly spirit! Anyhow... I hid it. Go on... ask me where."
The night elf sighed, already tired of this ridiculous dragon. "Alright. Where?" But before the words had even left her mouth, he was off again. "You are going to love this story, Night Elf. See, here is the thing. As soon as Malygos charged me with protecting the scepter shard, I knew I was in for an eternity of headache and pain.
All I want to do is study these magic rich shorelines and take in what artifacts might remain from the Sundering. You know, there was once a thriving Highborne civilization here! You don't have to tell me that there is going to be some solid magical items around here, Night Elf. I can smell it!" He sniffed the air forcefully.
Scratching her head, Cyllia cursed at his rambling speech. "By Bronzebeard's... um, beard! What are you talking about?"
"As I was saying, I held on to that scepter shard for a good five-hundred years and it was nothing but trouble. It attracted all kinds of attention - the wrong kind of attention. I want to be left alone to my studies not babysit some would be hero's ticket to glory. So... I gave it to the fish." He chuckled to himself, as if he knew something she didn't, which was clearly the case."
Covering her eyes with one hand, Cyllia asked the dragon, "Fish? You gave a piece of what could be the key to saving all life on Kalimdor to a fish?" Azuregos nodded sagely. "Not just any fish, mortal. This fish was a minnow. A very special minnow."
Cyllia gaped at the dragon. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. "A minnow? The oceans are filled with minnows! There could be a hundred million million minnows out there!" This didn't deter the dragon, he just smiled wider. "Exactly!"
The night elf looked as if she was about to explode. Azuregos, not seeming to notice, continued, "Genius, I know... It will never be found; but, in case it is found, I gave the minnow some special powers." Before he could continue, Cyllia cut him off. "You put the piece on a minnow and placed the minnow somewhere in the waters of the sea between here and the Eastern Kingdoms? And this minnow has special powers?"
Azuregos grinned. "Correct. You've been listening! This minnow is really quite a terrible creature of my own creation. When I am relaxing I like to think of the unlucky fishermen who have run into this minnow and been devoured whole. I bet they were quite surprised!" He laughed, only furthering Cyllia's frustration. "You're insane!" she yelled at the dragon.
He eyed her, and she wondered if she had gone too far. However, he just said, "Genius is often misunderstood, Night Elf. Now, about the scepter shard... If you want that shard and do not wish to spend the next ten thousand years searching for it, you are going to have to listen very carefully." Cyllia sighed, and then sarcastically said, "I'm all ears."
"Two words: Arcanite Buoy."
The night elf looked at him blankly. "Come again?"
Azuregos let out a sigh, and then slowly said, "Right then... You have to build an arcanite buoy and place it in the ocean. My minnow will be attracted to the magical emanations. When he gets near the buoy - BLAMMO! It will explode in a glorious pulse of arcane energy, revealing the minnow's true form. Also, you may or may not incur the wrath of Neptulon. About a fifty-fifty chance, I'd say."
If Azuregos was not a dragon, Cyllia would have strangled him. "Ok, let me get this straight. You put a scepter entrusted to your flight by Anachronos on a minnow of your own making and now you expect me to build an... an arcanite buoy or something... to force your minnow out of hiding? AND potentially incur the wrath of an Elemental Lord? Did I miss anything? Perhaps I am supposed to do this without any clothes on, during a solar eclipse, on a leap year?" She was practically yelling by the end.
Azuregos glared at her, saying, "If I did not know better I would think that you were mocking me, mortal; but yes, that is mostly correct. Whether or not you remain fully clothed or not is up to you." Cyllia noticed a gleam in his eye, and wasn't quite sure is he was joking or not. She shook her head and pressed on. "FINE! And how, dare I ask, am I supposed to acquire an arcanite buoy?"
The dragon turned away, saying "I don't like your insolent tone! Perhaps I won't tell you where to get one!" Cyllia ran around in front of him. "Please! Please tell me! I'm sorry!" He looked at her closely, and narrowed his eyes. "How sorry? Sorry enough to, say... do me a favor?" He asked slyly.
Something about his tone made Cyllia shiver, but she couldn't likely turn her back with the whole of Azeroth at stake, could she? "Alright, what? What do you want me to do? What could you, a fully grown blue dragon, possibly need me to do?" The dragon raised his head, saying, "Well, as you can imagine, it gets rather lonely out here. Well, outside the people trying to kill me, but I don't count them. Now, I know you can't stay long, so instead of asking you to keep me company for the rest of time, I'll just ask you this one little thing: I want to mate with you. It has been so long."
Cyllia rocked back on her heels. Never in a million years would she have expected this request. She immediately started to respond no, but stopped herself, thinking, Am I so selfish that I would condemn all of Azeroth to avoid sleeping with a dragon? She bowed her head, mulling over the idea. She had to admit, she was a little flattered. She looked at Azuregos, slowly saying, "I will do it, but I'm not sure how. You are much too big! Do you have some way to bring me to your size?"
The dragon started, as if he hadn't even thought of that problem. "That is a perfect idea. I believe I have just the spell. Hold still, if you wish to remain whole." She tensed at these words, but did as he asked. Azuregos stretched out his neck, breathing a fine blue mist over Cyllia. It was slight cold, sending a shiver down her spine. She watched as the ground seemed to fall away, but in truth she was just getting much bigger. She soon stood taller than Azuregos, about as tall as he was long. She felt as though something was different, but couldn't quite place it. Azuregos soon cleared up the mystery.
"You might have noticed that some things are different. The spell isn't always uniform. Sometimes a head is too large, or in your case... something else." Cyllia looked down, trying to place it. The answer was right in her face. Her breasts were larger. Quite a bit larger. While before, she had a small, almost flat chest, she now sported a bust that would make a prostitute proud. She looked over her shoulder, noticing that her ass and hips were also shapelier. She privately rejoiced at this, as she had always been self conscious about her lack of femininity. Azuregos smiled as she came to terms with her modified body, for he had done this deliberately. Cyllia walked around, getting used to the new parts, enjoying the swap of her hips and breasts. As she returned to stand in front of Azuregos, she found herself almost looking forward to it.
Azuregos breathed again, a freezing breath that froze her clothes solid. He reached out with one claw and gently tapped her leather armor, shattering it. It was all she could do to resist lifting a hand to cup one of her new breasts. A thought popped unbidden into her mind. She spoke it aloud. "Azuregos, how exactly do you plan on mating with me?" He grinned at her, gesturing to the ground. "The same way I'd mate normally. You'd have to get on your hands and knees, and then I'd mount you! And speaking of which, there's no time like the present, am I right?"
She sighed at the horny dragon, but complied, dropping to her knees, her ass waving tantalizingly at Azuregos' face. He took a few thundering steps, then reared on his hind legs, landing with his front legs on either side of Cyllia's back. His bright red cock waved underneath him, a sharp contrast with the blue of his scales. He fumbled about for a moment, before aligning himself correctly, and without further warning, plunged into the hot folds of Cyllia's pussy. Though she had been with other men before, the tapered dragon cock was unlike anything the night elf had ever felt. She shuttered as Azuregos withdrew, only to hilt himself once more.
She began to thrust backwards into the dragon, heightening the waves of pleasure that were rolling through her. Taking this as a signal, Azuregos began pumping rapidly into the night elf's burning sex. Cyllia gasped as she was taken from behind much more forcefully than ever before, the dragons pounding much more carnal than any of her previous lovers. She slowly descended into a state of pure bliss, her eyes unfocused. Her front lowered to the ground, her plump ass still raised into the air, being rammed by the great blue dragon. The dragon's vigorous thrusts rocked the night elf back and forward, her breasts smashed against the ground, the sensitive nipples dragging across the rough ground, drawing a groan from Cyllia. She realized that her mouth had dropped open, her tongue lolling about, but her mind was too clouded from sheer pleasure to do anything about it.
She soon came hard, her body quivering as her pussy exploded around the dragons cock, her juices trailing down her legs. Azuregos keep going, dropping his head to nip at the night elf's neck, only increasing her pleasure. She lost sense of time, lost in a world of rapture. Before she knew it, she felt the dragon thrust powerfully into her, hilting himself deep within her. The dragon let out a roar as he came, letting out a burst of frost. The feeling of the burning seed filling her was too much, and she climaxed again, her pussy milking the dragon's member for every last drop. Her stomach started to bulge from all the cum in her, the unusual, but not unpleasant, feeling causing Cyllia to moan lewdly. After what seemed like an eternity, the dragon pulled out of the night elf, large amounts of dragon seed squirting out to run down the night elf's legs, pooling on the ground beneath her.
Cyllia stood up, clutching a nearby tree for support, her legs weak from the experience. She turned towards the dragon, a huge but tired smile on her face. "Thank you for that wonderful... event. You were fantastic."
Azuregos nodded, looking very pleased. "The pleasure was all mine, really. Now, let's get you back to normal size, shall we? Would you like to keep your magnificent new breasts?" The rogue jumped at the idea, and soon, she was back at normal height, but the magically enhanced curves remained. She was just about to leave when the dragon called out to her, "You seem to be forgetting something!" She turned back towards him, a puzzled look on her face. He chuckled, "First off, while I enjoy the view, you do realize you're naked? Also, the matter of the buoy still remains unresolved. I can solve both these things." He twitched a claw, and suddenly, Cyllia found herself clothed in a set of leather armor, the same shade of blue as Azuregos' scales. She had the feeling it was enchanted somehow.
His claw twitched again, and she felt a weight in her pocket. He told her, "Take this ledger to an old acquaintance of mine in Tanaris. His name is Narian Soothfancy - terrible, terrible psychic, but an amazing engineer! He should be able to make sense of it all. No need to thank me, Cyllia. It's the least I could do. Good day!" Before Cyllia could utter a word, he cut her off saying, "I said GOOD DAY!" and walked off without another word.
Feeling slightly hurt by the abrupt dismal, especially after the intense lovemaking, and it was that, love, they shared. She pulled out the ledger, unfolding it. As she did so, a small slip of paper fell out. She bent to pick up, noticing a scrawling, loopy handwriting on it. It said:
Dear Cyllia,
I did enjoy our time together, more so than any mortal I have met before. I do hope will return to see me some time, whether to merely chat or to do something more intimate, I will welcome you with open arms. I feel I can trust you with the location of my place of residence, and when you visit me next, I can show you the incredible things I have collected over the years. I do think you'll enjoy it.
Yours truly, Azuregos.