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The camp was empty, filled with empty cages, and an empty tent, and an empty wagon. The fireplace lacked a fire. Jienna had hoped her sisters would have found this site, and be waiting there to rescue her. I can't even scream for help; her captors had stolen her voice. Only her druidic markings and bright white and purple fur delineated her from any other mindless bear, an obedient pet for her new master, the hunter Calissa.

Confident that Jienna was well and fully tamed, Calissa and her companion, the Tauren druid Niande, allowed their new pet to stay out of the cages. Talah, the massive grizzly that followed Calissa's commands without question, had his run of the camp.

As the blood elf hunter set to starting a fire, Niande kneeled next to Jienna, a pleasant, kind smile on her face that did not reach her eyes. Jienna shivered, grateful that Calissa was her master, not this mockery of a druid. With a snakes poisoned tongue, Niande said, "Welcome to our camp, Minn'da," which meant 'mother' in Thalassian. The Tauren's high-pitched voice made it sound more like 'mama'. "Though it's not your first time here."

I had sneaked into the camp in the dark of night and opened the three cages, releasing the Ashenvale bears her captors had been collecting. At the time I'd thought to be so clever...

Niande continued, "You may have released three bears from their cages, but now you will be the cage for the cubs that replace them." She poked Jienna's stomach, but the Night Elf was powerless to fight back. She had been commanded not to talk, hurt anyone, escape...and to obey this druid as if she were Calissa. Jienna knew quite well that Calissa's taming spell was too powerful for Jienna to resist; if she could have thrown the spell off, she would have done so when the bear Talah was threatening to rape her for a second time.

Niande left to help Calissa prepare the fire, and cook the meat for lunch. Jienna's rump was still wet and dripping from Talah's messy violation of her formerly virgin womb. Would his seed find its target? If so, Jienna had only roughly three days to escape, to transform into some other animal. Once the egg was part of her, implanted in her womb, she could no longer transform. I'll be stuck as a bear until I give birth.

Jienna scraped at the collar around her neck. She was forbidden from attempting to remove it, but it itched. Calissa's magical collar made transformation impossible, even if her taming spell proved insufficient. Jienna's only hope for escape was rescue; by the Silverwing Sentinels, or a chance encounter with an Alliance champion, or perhaps a well-meaning Horde hero, sickened by the game these two were playing.

The meat was sizzling, but when the two threw food to the bears, they chose large hunks of raw and bloody meat. Talah tore into his meat, his throat rumbling. I'll never eat raw meat!

She spoke too soon, as Calissa laughed and said, "Eat up, you're eating for two now!"

Every muscle in Jienna's body betrayed her as she struggled to stay put. But the command was everything, and the command was to eat the meat. She closed her teeth around the disgusting meat, while Niande added, "Two. Or three, or four! Hah!"

Jienna wanted to retch up the raw meat, but even that was not allowed. She obediently chewed and swallowed the bloody meat until her muzzle dripped dark, red blood, while the two women laughed. Talah's fierce jaws matched her own.

When they were finished eating, Jienna's new masters stood, with a purpose. Calissa said, "Minn'da, Talah, we're going to go clean up at the river. Come and protect us while we bathe."

Their prisoner followed quietly behind, and they soon reached the river, where both Horde women disrobed. Jienna blushed to see exactly how similar Blood Elves and Night Elves truly were. Other than Calissa's pale skin, her slender curves, rippling muscles, and heavy, perky breasts were much like the kal'dorei. The only other difference the Night Elf could note was that Calissa was noticeably shorter than Jienna and her sisters were. Still, Calissa was by any man's measure a beautiful woman, with rosy, magic-flushed complexion that emphasized her large, pink nipples.

Jienna could barely see Niande's nipples, and the Tauren's tail often obscured between her legs. A naked Tauren was far less naked than the furless, slender Elves. Perhaps their muscular, husky forms proved attractive to other Tauren, but Niande held no allure for Jienna. Still, the Tauren druid had a nice hourglass shape, vibrant brown fur, large, brown eyes, and massive, soft-furred breasts. Jienna had never seen one of the human's cows, but she wondered if those cows had massive mounds of breast swinging between their legs.

The two bears waiting on the shore, and Jienna couldn't help but look out for trouble. She'd been commanded to protect her master's, and the taming spell would have it no other way! Meanwhile, the two girls stepped into the running water, laughing and splashing at each other. The Night Elf snickered to see Niande's heavy fur drenched and hanging flush with her body, though the smell of wet fur wrinkled her powerful nose.

Talah paid the young bear no mind, intent on his task. He sniffed the air, looked this way and that, and lumbered in circles around the camp, scouting for danger. Jienna stayed put, following the command to protect her masters in her own way. She wondered what would happen if the Silverwing Sentinels fell down upon them to rescue her. She would have to fight back, swinging wild swipes at her sisters' heads and flesh, attempting to rend her would-be rescuers apart.

A lack of movement caught her eye. The girls had been splashing and laughing, yet suddenly they were motionless, and quiet. Jienna looked to see the big, brown Tauren whispering quietly into Calissa's ear, and the Blood Elf's eyes went wide. Both were looking straight at Jienna, causing the Night Elf to shiver uncontrollably. After speaking, the Tauren joined in a raucous laugh with her friend.

Calissa called out to Jienna, "You must still be messy after Talah took your maidenhood, no?"

Jienna wasn't sure where this was going, but she remained tense and cautious. True enough, though, she could still feel his seed leaking from between her legs, and her paws were damp with sweat.

The Blood Elf continued, "You should get yourself clean, too."

When Jienna took a step toward the water, Calissa laughed and shook her head. "No, Minn. You're a bear! Clean yourself like a bear, with your tongue. You should clean your whole body, of course, and don't forget to wash under that pretty, white tail of yours!"

Jienna's jaw dropped and her cheeks burned, but soon the spell took control forcing the Night Elf to begin cleaning herself, while the two women looks on with malicious smiles. Jienna started with her sweaty paws, licking carefully between each digit, though the salty taste made her grimace. What can I do, but obey? Struggling only made the druid feel even more helpless.

"Good girl, Minn!" Calissa called encouragingly. Niande watched intently with a wide grin on her muzzle.

Soon she was licking the fur along her arms, and then on her body, long, strong swiped of her tongue running across the bright, white fur. Every so often, she had to cough up excess hair that had caught on her tongue, which made the Horde champions laugh hysterically. Jienna tried to ignore them, but her pride ached and bled at their jokes and taunts.

Her torture only worsened when she reached her legs, licking carefully along her inner thighs. From where she lay, curled up into a ball, Calissa and Niande could get quite a good glimpse of Jienna's stretched and leaking mound. Soon, I will have to clean that in front of them, she knew. Calissa had commanded that specifically.

She worked on her lower legs and hind paws first, burning with embarrassment. Talah was watching now, too, more interested in the show than in protecting his master.

"Enough wasting time," Niande said in a heavy voice, her eyes transfixed between Jienna's legs. "Clean it now."

Spitting out a last bit of fur, Jienna couldn't help but obey the Tauren's lusty command, lowering her muzzle slowly between her spread legs. Why are they making me do this? If she could have wept, she would have, instead, she simple trembled. All eyes were on her as her snout lined up with her violated vulva. She licked.

Her soft, wet tongue lapped over her mound, picking up a full taste of Talah's cum. It slid greasily down her throat, but like the raw meat, Jienna couldn't retch it up. Rather, she took another long lick, swallowing even more. Niande was speechless, but Calissa said, "Make sure you clean as deeply as you can go, Minn'da."

Shaking, Jienna's tongue pressed up against her pussy lips, the pressure alone enough to send another mouthful of Talah's bear seed spilling out onto her thighs. There is so much, and I've barely touched the surface. Swallowing what she could, she rammed forward, her wide tongue spreading her mound wide for all to see.

The girls giggled as Jienna eagerly lapped up Talah's seed, even going so far as to push her muzzle between her stretched netherlips, launching her tongue to her deepest depths. The command didn't release Jienna from the command until she was completely certain that she could reach no more of the salty fluid. As her orders faded, Jienna regained some control, finally able to retch.

Before she could actually throw up the queasiness that filled her stomach, Calissa simply said, "Stop that." The druid obeyed, grimacing as she felt the fluid shifting around in her stomach.

Niande said, "Next, you should -"

But Calissa interrupted with a whisper that Jienna's large, ursine ears had no trouble interpreting, "We should get going; it's a long way to Orgrimmar."

But the Tauren druid protested, saying, "Please...?" with her large, doe-like eyes open wide. A gentle nod from the hunter was all Niande needed before she said, "You've cleaned yourself, but what about Talah? You're half responsible for the mess between his legs. Clean him off."

Calissa grinned and said, "Okay, that's pretty good, Niande."

Jienna glanced at the nearby Talah, cringing. Sure enough, she could see from where he sat that his sheath, thighs, and even his heavy balls were coated in his and her fluids. A simple wade through the water would suffice to clean him, but the task had fallen to her. As Jienna began to struggle again, attempting to pull back from Talah, she realized the futility of disobedience. Defeated, she didn't even try to resist as she padded over to the huge grizzly, pausing for only a second before she surprised the bear by lowering her muzzle to his sheath.

Might as well get this over with, she thought to herself. Once Talah felt her gentle licks slathering his sheath, he didn't try to stop her. He sat there, groaning in pleasure while Jienna cleaned him. A heavy paw pressed onto the back of her head, in a surprisingly human gesture. Jienna kept strictly to her duty, scanning his soft, brown fur for sparkles of sticky, white goop. She finished his furred sheath quickly, moving on to his drenched thighs. Here, the cum was crusty and dry, and she needed to lick many times to swallow it down.

All the while, Calissa laughed, stepping in front of Niande to get a closer look. Out of the corner of her eye, Jienna spied the Tauren druid stepping back, slipping her large, three-fingers hand down between her legs, her doe-eyes fixed on Jienna. The Night Elf's cheeks burned, but she worked dutifully. Calissa laughed, "Make sure you clean up everything."

With Talah's thighs damp and glistening with her saliva, she only had his balls left to clean. They were stained and dripping, and she had to drop her muzzle lower to cradle them with her tongue. Talah grunted, and Jienna ever-so-gently began to lap at his humongous orbs. Almost done! She reached back further with her agile tongue to clean up behind the dangling sack. And that's the last of it, she thought, praise Elune...

That's when she felt something hard and heavy poking into the side of her head. Startled, she looked up to see a glistening red monster staring her down. Her gentle licks had aroused the beast. Thank goodness Calissa wants us to leave, or I don't doubt they'd make me satisfy him as well!

She was about to turn away, when she spied the faintest drop of pre-cum dribbling out of his tip. Suddenly her command reared its ugly head, and she couldn't stop herself from licking his tip, tasting his salty cum. She had to clean him completely! But when her tongue pulled back, another drop had already replaced the first. Unable to resist, she licked him again, much to Talah's pleasure. And even larger dribble emerged.

Calissa saw what was going on, though. "Alright, that's enough, Mi -" she started to say.

Niande burst in, her voice husky, breathing heavily. "We're fine. We're right at the edge of of the lumber camp."

Calissa turned to her friend, who quicky snuck her hand out from between her legs before the Blood Elf could see. The hunter said, "But -"

The Tauren said, "Look at Talah, you don't want to deprive him of his pleasure. Just let him do what he wants with our little mama there."

Calissa sighed, but turned back to face Jienna. "For Talah, then. Alright Minn'da, do whatever Talah wants of you."

With the Blood Elf's back turned, the brown-furred druid grinned and put her wet hand back between her legs, watching with disturbing intensity.

For all that Jienna was losing the will to fight, she would not submit to the grizzly again. She tried to pull back, to turn away, to run, but instead, her muzzle wrapped around Talah's throbbing erection. She began to slather her tongue all over his cock, while the bear leaned over her, resting half his weight on her back. She knew what he wanted, and she could not disobey. Opening wide, she stayed put when Talah thrust forward, shoving his foot-long dick down her throat.

Jienna almost gagged, but her body wouldn't let her go through with it. Why me? I was destined for greatness, not to be a fat little oven for producing grizzly bear cubs. At least with Talah's seed flooding into her stomach she need not worry about becoming pregnant. She could only hold out hope that she had managed to avoid conceiving when he had raped her that morning.

She kept her tongue curled up, nursing the underbelly of Talah's beast, suckling gently as if for milk. But it wasn't milk that began to spill down her throat. The huge grizzle grunted and thrust his hips into her, pre-cum streaming into her mouth. What she failed to swallow began to leak out and down her muzzle. Jienna could hardly believe the sheer volume pumping out of his balls, considering how much of his semen she had already swallowed that morning.

The Night Elf tilted her head back to ease the flow down her throat. She was breathing quickly through her nose, her mouth fairly well occupied. And just yesterday, I was an Alliance champion, top druid of my class. Now I'm guzzling grizzly cum!

Yet before Talah's thrusts grew too rapid, he suddenly pulled back, leaving her throat empty. She took the opportunity to gulp down any residual seed, expecting him to force himself into her mouth again soon, but instead, the grizzly began to circle around behind her. Jienna froze. No, no, no, no, not that! Anything but that!

She eyed his massive, dangling cock as he passed, still firm and throbbing. But what could she do? She was commanded to obey his whims. She shivered as he walked around behind her, her four paws holding their ground despite the Night Elf's repeated demands that they move. When she did finally move, it was to spread her hind legs further apart, and raise her stubby little tail. Not again!

Calissa watched, eagerly, but her interest paled in comparison to Niande's. The Tauren was glued to the scene before her as she quietly pumped her entire first in and out of herself. She suppressed her moans, hoping that the hunter would be none the wiser.

Talah rumbled in pleasure at Jienna's polite presentation, a submissive offer of herself to him. He snuffled gently at her aching vulva before lifting himself up and over the unwilling, horrified Night Elf, trembling and blushing at her two voyeurs. Jienna clenched her eyes shut, trying to think of being anywhere but here. But when she felt Talah's cock ram once against between her legs, her eyes popped open and her jaw dropped.

Her cunny spread easily against his powerful thrust, taking the bear's entire organ to the hilt. The expression on her face must have been what made Calissa start laughing and say, "There's a good girl, Minn!" Niande was too distracted to join in the joke. Taken like a lowly animal, once again, she cursed. Would the humiliation ever end? Worse, her body reacted positively to the grizzly's attention, tingling and causing the young Night Elf to push back, shifting her hips up and down eagerly as Talah's prod probed deeply.

Talah grunted and shoved forward, pulling roughly on Jienna's hips. He humped eagerly, his pace increasing rapidly against the unwilling she-bear. She could feel his claws digging into her legs, but all she could do was take what he was giving her with a roar of delight. She would shed no tears this time; the spell would not allow it. Except for her brilliant white fur and lunar markings, observers might have mistaken her for a common bear in heat.

She felt different this time, the tingling between her legs even stronger. A new smell marked the clearing, and she could tell it was coming from her. Can it be? In an effort to obey the command to give Talah what he wants, was her body adjusting? She was going into heat, even as the grizzly pounded her. He wanted cubs, and she was going to give them to him.

No, not that, I'm a person, not a bear! Her body betrayed her, clenching and squeezing around Talah's life-giving cock, eagerly awaiting his generous gift. And this time, more than before, her womb would be waiting for him. She felt him colliding with her cervix, his tip pressed tightly up against her small opening. She let out a lusty moan, concealing her true feelings of disgust.

Talah's pace was fast enough now that his heavy orbs swung into her with each thrust. As soon as his cock was pulled back, he pumped it back in, squealing against her internal walls with a wet squelch. She just lifted her rump higher, and spread her hind legs further apart, bellowing. Calissa laughed, while Niande panted, fingering herself.

"If your womb wasn't occupied before, it will be soon," the Blood Elf taunted. "But I'm starting to think you want that, mama-bear, judging by your squeals. Perhaps when we're done with you, you won't want to leave..."

Never, Jienna thought to herself. I would never want this. She shuddered, though whether it was from pleasure or horror, even she couldn't tell.

Jienna's claws dug into the ground, pushing back with as much force as she could muster. Still, Talah's randy thrusts pushed the smaller, white bear forward. Elune, help me! she thought, but no help came. Instead, the grizzly buried himself deep inside of her, and with a hot spurt, it began. Warmth flooded her insides as the bear violating her roared. A second later, he pushed her head into the ground with his left paw, forcing Jienna's upper body down while keeping her rump raised and waiting. Jienna could feel gravity aiding him as the bear seed flooding her insides slid down into her fertile womb.

Jienna could hold off no more, her body overwhelming her mind. His hard cock pulsed, embedded forcefully up against the source of her pleasure, and against all of the Night Elf's wishes, she roared and quivered. Her internal passage clenched down hard around his spurting cock, triggering another wave of sticky seed. It wasn't enough; she relaxed her vagina, only to squeeze again, rewarded by another loud stream of cum. Talah moaned and groaned on top of her, holding her hind legs flush with his own. She could feel his heavy balls nestled in the fur between her legs trembling with each voluminous pulse. When Jienna moved now, she could feel large pools of his cum shifting around in both her stomach and her womb. She moaned.

Niande's tongue hung out of her mouth as she thrust her own hips against her wet fist. Calissa simply wore a satisfied grin and said, "That's my boy," encouragingly.

The Night Elf's artificial euphoria ended soon enough, though Talah wasn't finished with her. As she lay there, face first in the dirt, the grizzly continued to gently thrust and erupt inside of her. She waited in a daze for him to slow his efforts, unable to do anything but lie there and feel him firing more and more seed, all of it rushing down into her heavy womb. She could see on Calissa's face that her new white bear was nothing more to her than a toy for Talah to play with. She moaned again, feeling spoiled and dirty.

Finally, the grizzly pulled out of her, stepping back without another glance at her. With his hard dick gone, she suddenly felt his warm seed spilling out of her, coating her thighs. She groaned to see Talah's cock, sopping with his own fluids. Sure enough, when Calissa saw, she said, "Well, now you've got to clean him up again, Minn!" Behind the Blood Elf, Niande stood, biting her lip as her body shivered, clenching around her fist. The Tauren barely muffled her moans while rocking her hips, but if the hunter noticed, she didn't seem to care.

Clean him again? she whimpered. What if that makes him want to rape me a third time? She had no choice, though, standing obediently for her master. Calissa clarified her command, "We don't have much time though, so lie on your back. He'll clean you out while you clean him. Talah!" she called. She didn't seem to need other words.

Jienna lay down on her side, and swiveled onto her back, her legs waving uselessly in the air. Talah stepped over her, lining himself up the opposite way from her. Looking up at the grizzly standing over her, all she could see was his drenched and dripping dick, still half-hard from fucking her. She felt his hot breath teasing her own, cum-stained cunt. At least she didn't have to eat herself out again for her new masters. For that she was grateful.

His tongue lapped eagerly at her sore and aching entrance, while Jienna opened her mouth, forming a bridge with her tongue down which Talah's cum slid into her throat. She guzzled him until his heavy balls were straining and empty. The ordeal was over before she knew it.

Calissa and Niande were drying off with large cloths when Talah finalled step off of her. The smooth-skinned Blood Elf finished first, naturally, and donned her clothing, while the Tauren shook her fur wildly, sending a spray of water that almost struck Jienna. The Night Elf lay panting and humiliated, unable to think of anything except the massive pool of bear seed coating the walls of her fertile womb.

"This way, Minn, we're heading home. All eyes will be on you, I promise you that," she said, swatting the white-furred druid on the rump. When they arrived in camp, the two Horde women quickly undid the tent, and packed it and the cages on their wagon. As Calissa was about to summon her pink and yellow hawkstrider, Niande stopped her with a gentle hand on her shoulder. She nodded over at Jienna.

Calissa nodded. "Here Minn, you can be of some use here." Jienna walked obediently to her new master, struggling all the way. The Blood Elf then lowered the harness around the large bear's body, strapping the lacquered leather under her strong front legs. "You can pull the cart for us!" the hunter said in a high pitched voice.

Taking a deep breath, Jienna stepped forward, pulling the cart. What was one more injustice after all that had taken place? I swear I can feel my womb quickening with cubs. If I can't shift within three days, it'll be too late! She trudged forward, but thankfully the wagon was light, and her three companions walked beside her. But Jienna's mind was on any opportunity to escape. Somehow, someway, she just needed to get the magic collar off!

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Three days came and went, and then another three while the Night Elf still pulled the cart. Her owners didn't bother using the cages they had brought - the taming spell was the best possible cage. During meal times and night, she was unhooked from the wagon to eat and sleep, but how could she remove the collar when she was commanded not to?

She was eating more now, and growing heavier. Talah had done his job well, she knew. After just a week without any semblance of control, Jienna was beginning to even believe she was just a bear, good for pulling carts and bearing cubs. Even if she could escape now, she would be a bear for nearly eight months. Why couldn't I have chosen a cat form, those give birth in half the time... she thought, before realizing that if she were wishing, she might as well wish to have never been caught.

When the eighth day arrived, they finally reached Orgimmar, the massive city looming in the morning sky. "We're here!" the Blood Elf called cheerfully. "Let's hurry to the huntsmaster, he'll want to know of our success."

Looking at Jienna, the Tauren druid said, "Straighten up, Minn, walk tall and proud. People will cheer for you, of that I'm certain."

She couldn't help but obey, keeping her head raised and her ears up, but inside the white bear was miserable. Cheer they might, but for the Horde hunters, not the freak, she thought. I will be nothing more than a circus act, a trophy for my enemies.

The massive gates of Orgrimmar loomed ahead for what seemed like days, a grotesque amalgamation of wood and stone guarded on either side by the largest watchtowers Jienna had ever seen, even now lined to the brim with archers. The archway itself was flanked on either side by tusks four times her size. Her current size. Where those bones had come from the Night Elf could only shudder to think. As if the piecemeal architecture were not enough to identify the Orc capital, all along the wall flew giant banners with the insignia of the Horde. People moved into and out of the city, ahead, but the wide gates didn't slow traffic at all. Jienna was grateful there would be no line in which to wait, where Orcs and Trolls could ogle her.

There was no hesitance, no shame in her steps; the command was more than enough to make her play her part. Her face positively beamed, for a bear, as if there were no better place for the Night Elf than pulling a wagon for her Horde masters. Already the odd looks were coming, and an Orc child laughed. Jienna's face flushed with warmth, though none of them could see it. Calissa scratched behind her ear. "Good girl."

There were few Tauren (and fewer Blood Elves) in the city, but Jienna kept her eyes open for another druid. Perhaps someone with more honor than Niande would see her and give aid. A young Troll urchin approached the four travellers, and asked, "What be dat?" pointing at Jienna.

Calissa smiled, "Just a mama bear from a far-away land."

The boy was no fool, though, and he said, "Ain't dat be a Night Elf drueed?"

Niande just laughed and replied, "She once was. She's just a bear, now."

The Troll joined in their laughter, watching them go. When finally the troupe reached the gates, Calissa unhooked Jienna from the cart and paid an Orc to get the cart to her residence. The blonde Elf said, "I don't want this cart slowing us down. I want to present you to the Huntsmaster right away!"

They moved more quickly now, through the crowded city that smelled of dust and sweat. The auction house was loud and prominent in the middle of the square, with other vendors yelling their goods. Yet as Jienna began walking through the large expanse, eyes began to turn and mouths began to shut. The Night Elf guessed that the main plaza had never been this quiet, even during the night. Fingers pointed, and whispers were spoken; no one could miss her bright, white fur, long, Elven ears, and purple, druidic markings.

Talah was right in front of her, the two women on either side of him. Jienna followed obediently behind them, her head held high and proud as she scuttled after her masters.

Her large ears picked up whispers she may well have been meant to hear. Two males spoke, one an Orc, one a Tauren. "Night Elf druid?" the Orc asked.

The Tauren was a warrior, but he knew enough. He grunted affirmatively, and said, "She's pregnant, look at her swollen belly."

The Orc chuckled and said, "No wonder she follows the grizzly so happily..." Both gave her a lewd grin. Jienna wanted to shrink away and hide, but instead she trotted along. Even her tail stood proudly, and the Night Elf felt all the eyes following her as she passed, zeroed in beneath her stubby tail.

The Orc's laughter broke the floodgates, and soon the square was filled with mocking laughter and naughty jokes. As they were about to leave the square, Calissa stopped them all and addressed the interested crowd. "Now she knows the glory of the Horde!" Patting Talah's head, she added, "Intimately!" The audience laughed and cheered, their cries echoing through the dark corridor that Jienna now found herself entering. It was a small tunnel, but wooden planks graced the upper walls, and there Horde men and women pointed and jeered.

Calissa made a show of throwing Talah and her some raw meat she always carried in her bags. Talah snapped up the meat greedily, gulping it down. Jienna caught the thrown meat, raw and bloody, and began to chew while onlookers clapped. Blood dribbled down her chin, but try as she might, she couldn't resist Calissa's implicit commands.

The Blood Elf didn't stop there, holding a hunk of meet several feet up and saying, "Dance for it, Minn'da!" Shifting her weight to her hind legs, the Night Elf hopped for the darting meat, but Calissa kept it away from her jaws until the crowd finally stopped laughing. Then Jienna caught the meat and gobbled it.

At last they reached the bright, inner sanctum of Orgrimmar. "The Valley of Honor," Calissa said proudly, though Jienna could find no true honor in the hunter's actions. In they walked, Jienna blinking as her eyes adjusted. Large stone and plaster buildings filled the area, though none were as tall as the natural rock wall of the valley. Near a calm pond, Orcs and Trolls relaxed, fishing, though they put their rods aside when Jienna entered.

There, standing in the main road, was what looked like a delegation of the Horde's most prestigious hunters. Calissa named them all, bowing, "Well met, Drukma, Guldor, Kuzari," she said the the first three, two Orcs in drab leathers and a rather exotic looking female Troll, respectively. Kuzari was covered in golden mail and lacquered leather, her flowing dark red hair contrasting with her smooth, blue skin. Beside her stood a massive orange and black tiger, eyeing the Night Elf druid lazily. Calissa continued, "Korla, Nohi, Sian'dur..." nodding to the female Orc, male Tauren, and female Troll. Finally, she said, "Huntsmaster Ormak Grimshot..."

The Orc wore polished, red leather beneath red mail and shoulder pads. All in all, he wasn't much to look at, but the way he held his bow, Jienna knew she wouldn't want to meet him in the field. As he spoke, his large, black, braided beard wobbled beneath his chin. "Stand, Huntress Calissa. There may be many here who will soon bow to you. Tell me, is this true, or an illusion?"

"It is true, Huntsmaster. The Bloof Elf collar suppresses her connection to magic, allowing me to tame her. Minn'da, jump!"

Suddenly Jienna jumped into the air, compelled.

The various hunters gasped, and Kuzari laughed. "Dees Night Elf fallah ordas fasta dan my Mimbubu!" she cackled, scratching her tiger behind the ears.

Two Orcs spoke quickly, their tones excited, but Jienna couldn't understand their language.

Calissa commanded, "Sit, Minn'da!" Jienna sat, trying not to watch the admiring looks on the Horde champions' faces. The Blood Elf said, "There's more. We caught this one sabotaging our hunt; she freed three bears we meant to return here, in your honor, Huntsmaster."

Calissa had each of the hunters dangling at the tip of her tongue, waiting impatiently for every word like it was fine, Darnassian cheese. She continued, "I told her she would replace those bears...but not by hunting. Rather, by Talah..." She patted the massive grizzly bear, smiling knowingly at the others.

Suddenly all eyes were not just stuck to Jienna, but they all moved down to her stomach. The Night Elf could do nothing to cover herself, and each hunter was familiar enough with bears that they now could see immediately that she was beginning to show. Her slightly distended belly showed the promise of cubs to come. As if that weren't enough, Niande knelt next to her, slapping her pregnant tummy to emphasize the point. Jienna could have died from embarrassment.

Ormak's eyes were almost glowing as he cackled, "Finally someone has found a good use for Alliance druids!"

The Tauren hunter named Nohi had a paw under his chin, thinking. He said, in clumsy Thalassian, "Bear litters are typically only two strong."

Calissa just shrugged and said, "If she only gives us two, then she'll just have to spend a bit more 'quality time' with Talah. She is mine until she replaces what was lost to us."

The Trolls in the audience laughed, slapping their flexible knees, while the Orcs grinned at each other. Jienna's jaw dropped, which only made them laugh harder. No, she can't mean that! If I don't have three cubs, she'll make me do this again!?

The Huntsmaster said, "Regardless, Calissa, a ceremony is in order. Come back in three hours, and come presentable. Make sure your new pet is brushed and groomed as well, this is her big day as well! And you as well, druid?"

Niande curtsied, saying, "Niande Swifthoof."

"You will be honored as well. Now begone, we have much preparations to attend to!"

The hunters dispersed, talking noisily to each other in languages Jienna could not understand. But that last thing in the world the Night Elf wanted to have happen was to be shown off in front of a large crowd! As if I have a choice, she grumbled to herself.

Calissa and Niande spent most of the three hours primping themselves, and the Blood Elf must have spent an hour alone just brushing her long, blond ponytail! When the two were ready, they turned to Jienna, forcing her to sit still while they brushed her white fur, making sure to undo every tangle. She shivered when they brushed her tail, trying to deny how good it felt to finally get her matted, travel-dirtied fur all cleaned up. The two girls even brushed her teeth until they were gleaming white.

The time for the ceremony had come! Jienna was lead into the Valley of Honor, where the largest crowd of Horde citizens she'd ever seen had assembled. Representatives from all races, ages, and classes had come to admire the obedient, pregnant Night Elf pet. The noise made Jienna's ears hurt, but she had been commanded to stand tall and proud, so she did.

Jienna gasped. At the top of the stair stood the Warchief, Thrall, himself! His magic hammer was held high as Calissa and Niande led the terrified Night Elf up to him, until Jienna found herself face to face with the ultimate enemy of the Alliance.

When Thrall spoke, the crowd went dead silent. To honor his guests, he spoke in Thalassian, though a nearby Orc quickly translated his words into Orcish for the rest of the crowd. "Huntress Calissa, for your honorable services in the name of the Horde, I hereby raise you to the rank of Huntsmistress!"

Not even Calissa had been expecting this. Her jaw dropped and she bowed in front of the Warchief as he placed a golden medallion around her head. Jienna couldn't help but think of the silver medallion the Night Elf had received what seemed like an eternity ago. She knew now that it was just a piece of metal...Elune had clearly forsaken her.

"Niande Swifthoof, had I the ability I would raise your rank. That will be left to the Archdruids to decide. Instead, all I can offer is this token of appreciation - the Orgrimmar Medal of Honor!" Thrall bellowed.

Niande knelt as the medal was placed around her neck. Few distinctions were as renowned as the Medal of Honor.

"Lastly, a token of my esteem for the expectant mother!" Thrall exclaimed, to the laughter of the crowd. "Turn and face your admirers, bear!"

Calissa hissed at her, "Do it."

She struggled, but the magic was, as ever, too strong to resist. She turned in place, letting everyone in the crowd get a good, long look at the bear who had once been a person. Her swollen belly was plain to most of the members of the crowd, who hooted in admiration. Jienna blushed.

When she finished circling, Thrall quieted the crowd and said, "For you, young mother bear, we give you a blessing for your cubs, that they grow big and strong to find a worthy hunter to claim them as their own. Vol'jin, if you would do the honors?" Thrall turned to the wiry, old Troll shaman that Jienna hadn't even noticed until now. He was hunched all the way down, looking only about as tall as Talah, when his lanky legs would clearly put the Troll leader taller than the tallest Night Elf. He waddled across the ground to her, holding a gourd with an orange paste.

With surprising speed for such an old Troll, he smeared some of the colorful goo on Jienna's nose. It itched immediate, but she couldn't bite him if she'd wanted to. Vol'jin said, "Blessings be to ya, gull. For the Horde!"

The crowd cheered, but as Vol'jin turned to leave he leaned in and whispered gently into the Night Elf's ear. "De goo be makin' shoor dat you grow tree strong cubs, mon." With a gentle smile, he turned and went back beside the Warchief. Tree? Wait, did he mean three? She wasn't used to such a thick Troll accent. Jienna wondered if the Troll shaman had actually gone out of his way to do such a kindness for the helpless druid.

Thrall yelled, "For the Horde!" and the ceremony was ended. People left, half of them watching Jienna and laughing, the other half going about their business, not even caring about her anymore.

The new Huntsmistress knelt beside Jienna and said, "Come, Minn'da, I'll show you your new home for the next eight months. At least."

It wasn't far. Calissa led Jienna down the stairs and to the right, twice, and there were the stables. Actually, it was more like a zoo! Hunter pets roamed around in their own special pens, from ravasaurs to hellforge boars. Jienna was led to an empty pen right next to a mountain lioness. Of course, unlike Jienna, all of the other pets were simple beasts.

Locked inside her new home Jienna watched her neighbor lioness nursing a trio of adorable lion cubs. She must have given birth not even two days ago. Calissa was about to leave her there, when a group of four young Orcs in drab, unimpressive leathers wandered up, a red-clothed Blood Elf joining them. Jienna sighed in relief. They weren't here to mock the Night Elf. They'd come to see the lion cubs.

They spoke Thalassian as a courtesy to their elven companion. One Orc said, "These cubs will grow big and strong. I would claim that one," pointing at the biggest, who pushed the others away from his desired teat, suckling eagerly.

The Blood Elf said, "If I wanted a cat, I would just get a lynx. They are faster and stronger than any Kalimdor cat. Now this bear...what...peculiar fur. She is a truly great specimen, and blessed by Vol'jin himself! I would love to get my hands on one of the cubs growing in her womb!"

Calissa grinned. "In time, young hunters. There are still many months before her gifts will be born."

They knelt before her, making the Blood Elf grin. The young Blood Elf said, "As you say, Huntsmistress."

One of the Orcs eyed Calissa, finally summoning the will to speak. He asked, "Is it true? This 'bear' will do whatever you say?"

Calissa laughed. "Let me show you." Looking around, Calissa noticed a group of Troll and orc kids running and playing in the nearby pond. She called out to them, "Kids, over here!"

Hesitantly, the children all ran over to the Blood Elf. Calissa grinned and said, "How would you like to go on a bear ride!"

The children cheered, and Calissa lifted one into the pen. Then she said, "Minn'da, come here." Jienna wondered if her torment would ever end. How could the Blood Elf make her do this? Why was she so cruel? The other hunters all watched and laughed as Jienna walked docilely over to the young Orc child. Calissa plopped the boy onto the bear's back and said, "Run around the pen, but make sure he doesn't fall off!"

Jienna took off, unable to resist. The child on her back laughed and clung painfully to her white fur, but the physical pain paled in comparison to her aching pride. She had been chosen first in her class, and she was tamed, raped and pregnant, giving rides to the children of her greatest enemies. While it was true that all druids who had received her medallion had gone on to great things, Jienna was the first exception.

Jienna was sore after giving each of the four children two rides each, but the hunters finally left her alone. Calissa said, "Sleep well, Minn. You've got growing cubs to care for!"

The Night Elf was exhausted, and sleep came easily. She lay down in her empty pen, feeling abused and alone, without a friend in the world.

When she woke, it was still dark out. Moaning in confusion, she looked around, and there at the gate to her pen stood the Tauren, Niande. The ruddy-furred druid smiled down at Jienna, but the smile didn't touch her cold eyes. Jienna gulped, a chill coursing through her body.

The Tauren said, "Having a good night, mama? You didn't think I'd forgotten you, did you?"

Jienna looked around, but other than her stable neighbors, no one was around. It was as quiet as the salt-marshes. She shivered.

Niande stepped into the pen. "You have such...beautiful fur," she said, eyeing Jienna like she was a piece of meat. "Sit up and let me get a good look at you."

Jienna was still forced to obey Niande as if the Tauren were her master. She sat, trembling.

"And such a soft, wide tongue." Niande laughed, sliding her three-fingered hands to her leather skirt. "I know just where I want that..." With that, the Tauren lowered her skirt, revealing her naked, furred legs and everything between them.

"Calissa would never approve, but she never has to know, now does she? I order you not to tell her, even if you could." Niande wagged her tail, slowly, sensuously. She sat down in the dirt in front of Jienna, spreading her legs lewdly apart. Jienna could hardly believe what she was seeing!

The command came a second later. "You'll lick me, and you'll lick me eagerly. Now."

There was something seriously wrong with this Tauren druid, but Jienna was powerless to resist. She walked quickly up to the prone woman, sniffing between her legs. There, nestled in short, light-brown fur, was her mound, already slightly damp from excitement. Jienna wanted to retch, but instead she obeyed, lowering her muzzle to Niande's pussy and forcing her large tongue between her splayed legs.

The Tauren began to moan, rocking her hips up and down against Jienna's strong licks. Jienna probed deeply, sliding her tongue as deep as it could go and swirling it around, sampling every inch of the Tauren's horny passage. Jienna's only consolation was that being forced to eat her master out was at least preferable to spending more time with Talah.

It wasn't long before Niande arched her back, moaning as she came, spurting fluids onto Jienna's orange-stained snout. Jienna sat, forced to watch the Tauren shuddering eagerly on the ground. Will I ever get her taste off of my tongue, the Night Elf wondered?

But Niande wasn't done with her yet. She said, "Good girl, Minn. But I've got another treat for you. Now...turn around and lift that tail of yours. You'll do everything I want, understand?"

What does she mean? Jienna turned around as commanded, lifting her tail. Did the Tauren mean to lick her, too? She watched over her shoulder, curious and afraid.

In seconds, the Tauren Druid was gone, and sitting in her place was a maned lion, typical of the cats she'd seen in Moonglade whenever one of the Tauren druids shifted. She's always wondered why, male or female, the Tauren cat form had a mane. But something drew her eye, this time. Unlike other Tauren druids she'd seen, this cat had a bit of pink showing between her legs. His legs! Jienna's jaw dropped. Niande had turned into a male cat!

She'd heard of druids learning to assume opposite genders, but learning to do so took time and years of study. Most never bothered. Jienna whimpered, suddenly realizing exactly what Niande had in mind. The Night Elf tried to run, but the command held her in place, her tail raised invitingly for the perverted druid behind her.

Niande was purring as he walked up behind her, sniffing idly under her tail before lifting himself onto Jienna's back. She was helpless as Niande bit down around the scruff of the Night Elf's neck. She could feel the cat's barbed cock brushing gently against her sore opening. This can't be really happening!

One, powerful thrust later, and Jienna realized that it was indeed happening. Niande sank deep into her ursine vulva, teeth digging into her neck, claws gripping her flank painfully. A second later, the sharp pain of teeth and claw vanished, replaced by a sudden, irresistible combination of pain and pleasure. Niande swung his hips back, his bristles raking her insides and tickling the source of her deepest pleasure. Jienna roared.

A moment later, he was in her again, his pace quickening. Jienna grunted helplessly as Niande pounded her, again and again pricking her aching nub and sending the Night Elf into reeling gasps of pleasure. Soon, the bear lost herself, pushing back against his thrusts, and pulling away when Niande did. Jienna tried with all her might to turn back and swing one of her massive, clawed arms into her attacker, but she couldn't budge. She could feel eyes watching her, but when she looked, the only things paying attention to her were the lioness and plainstrider on either side of her pen. She dug her massive claws into the dirt beneath her, thinking, I'm just a plaything for her. A warm pussy to control and abuse.

Jienna whimpered, once again realizing that she wasn't truly in control of her actions. For the last nine days, she might as well have just been a bear, a simple pet to Huntsmistress Calissa. Now, Niande hammering at her, and Jienna could only stand there and try to help the Tauren druid enjoy her body in every way possible. She had been trapped and humiliated, and could see no escape for at least eight months. Eyes glossing over, Minn'da pushed back, moaning.

Each shuddering collision of the two creature's straining genitals sent waves of humiliating pleasure through Minn'da. Niande's loud purrs were slowly giving way to ever louder roars, his teeth and claws digging even deeper into Minn's skin. The bear grunted, rocking her hips back and forth just to feel the bristles deep inside.

Finally, she felt a warm burst of fluids seeping into her body, pouring into her like a freshly opened bottle of wine. Niande let go of her scruff, roaring triumphantly into the air to let everyone in the Valley of Honor know that he had just claimed his prey. Then, he pulled roughly out of her, his flared barbs raking her insides. Beside herself, Minn'da dropped her jaw and roared, her entire body shuddering and gasping for air. She had never felt such a sharp pain, but it was immediately replaced by an orgasm that easily rivaled her second time with Talah. She wept, humiliated as the pleasure wracked her body, but Minn'da made no effort to resist.

Finally over, she thought, until she felt a rough tongue up against her violated entrance. She looked over her shoulder to see Niande, still erect, with a vicious grin. The Tauren druid wasn't done with her yet!

In typical feline fashion, Niande took Minn'da again and again that night, leaving Minn'da tired the next day. Calissa stopped by, but the simple bear couldn't explain what had happened. Days turned to weeks, and the white bear grew large. Perhaps Vol'jin truly had ensured that she would have three cubs. Such matters were of little concern to a mother bear. Even heavy with cubs, Minn'da had to endure Niande's weekly visits in the night, but she had grown accustomed. Why worry about what I can't change?

By the end of the eight months, Calissa walked the wide bear around Orgrimmar, to the cheers of onlookers. Minn'da didn't mind, walking proudly beside the Huntsmistress. The white bear knew that her cubs would be born soon, strong and vital like their father.

When the time finally arrived, Calissa and Niande were beside her, as well as the shaman, Vol'jin. Calissa said, "You are truly blessed, Minn, for your birthing to be overseen by the high shaman himself. He asked to come, personally." Minn'da looked up at the kind, old Troll, and she felt relief. Everything will be fine.

And it was. A few hours later, three white grizzly cubs were clambering against each other, fighting over Minn's teats. The mother couldn't help but smile watching the adorable fluff-balls she had spent the last eight months pouring her time and energy into.

Calissa stood at the fence nearby, and said, "The proud and just Alliance," pointing at Minn. "Your primary usefulness is in your milk-filled teats."

Minn'da winced at a new set of sharp teeth digging into her sensitive flesh, but Calissa's barbs stung just as much. The bear tried to ignore her master and instead concentrate on her young cubs.

Niande said, "And before that, her fertile womb and...tender mound," with a knowing glance at the she-bear that made blood rush to Minn's face. Why must she rub it in? Haven't I suffered enough?

Calissa chortled, and then called out loudly, "Let them drink deeply, Minn'da, so that they will be big and strong. Talah would be proud. A pity you had three cubs, instead of two. I know he would relish another chance at you."

The Huntsmistress continued, "But alas, you've finally compensated for your debt, druid. Tomorrow, we will give your cubs to the top three huntsmen of the Horde to raise as their own, and we will return you to Ashenvale."

What are they talking about? was her first thought. She'd left her old life so far behind, she'd almost forgotten. Her memories flooded back, and realized just how she must look, once a proud Alliance druid, reduced to simple pet to birth warrior bears for the Horde. Tears formed at her eyes for the first time in months. Jienna's second thought was, No, not my cubs! They were going to take her babies from her!

The next day, Calissa brought with her a Troll, an Orc, and another Blood Elf, each wearing sparkling mail. Each picked out one of her strong, white cubs, and entered her pen to pull the whining bears away from their mother. Jienna growled, but she could not harm the three hunters, as much as she wanted to. The Night Elf felt the most painful sense of loss of her entire ordeal when her cubs were lined up, out of her caring reach.

The Orc said, "These cubs are strong. They will make excellent warriors."

The Troll congratulated Jienna. "You be doin' a gret service to da Horde, mon."

The Blood Elf noted, "No greater specimens could be found in the wild. You've done a masterful job at breeding, Huntsmistress Calissa."

Calissa and Niande just giggled, surely remembering the breeding that seemed a life-time ago to the young Night Elf. Jienna watched helpless as her beautiful cubs were lead away from her. Her only consolation was that this nightmare would soon be over, if Calissa kept her word.

It seemed the hunter meant to do just that. The next day, Calissa, Niande, Talah, and Jienna began their journey back to Ashenvale. It would take only a few short days without a cart for the Night Elf to pull. She hadn't seen Talah much over the last months, and she wasn't sure how to feel about him. He had raped her, starting everything that had gone wrong in her life, but he was also the father of her children. And it wasn't his fault, but his master's.

Jienna wondered what she would do, once her old life had returned. She...was a completely different person after her ordeal. Would the others even recognize her? Surely they assumed she was dead. Could she rejoin the war effort at all, knowing that her cubs would soon be grown and fighting on the other side?

The reds, blues, and purples of Ashenvale seemed to give the Night Elf strength, and she realized that the time had finally come. They were going to release her from this nightmare!

"Sit, Minn'da!" Calissa cried, and the druid sat. "This is it, girl. You've done a great deal for me, Night Elf, and for that I am grateful. You've repaid your debt, and now I will let you go free. Don't do anything foolish," she warned.

Niande grinned and said, "I'm sad to see you go, Minn. I'd love an excuse to keep you for another eight months. We've had such good times together."

Jienna narrowed her eyes at the Tauren druid. Niande was a monster, and had betrayed her own people! Most druids felt a kinship with one another, even outside of the Moonglade, their shared, revered sanctum. But Niande felt only contempt and lust for Jienna. Anger began welling up in the Night Elf.

Calissa said, "I hereby remove all commands on you." She knelt, grabbing the collar from around Jienna's neck, and pulling it free, finally free!

Jienna shifted back immediately, assuming her true form. She did three things in quick succession. First, she grabbed the crescent medallion from around her neck, tearing it off and throwing it into the forest. She knew now that the trinket was just a piece of metal; she didn't need anymore.

Second, she called upon the might of Elune, and for the first time since the collar slid around her neck, the moon goddess responded. Channeling all the might the young Night Elf could manage, she focused the power into a single bolt, chanting as she aimed it straight for the Tauren's repugnant head. Die...die...die!

The third thing she did was in response to two simple words from the Huntsmistress. "Down, girl," she said, and suddenly, Jienna sat, her spell interrupted.

Jienna spoke, having heard enough Thalassian to reproduce it flawlessly. "What?" was all she could manage to stammer.

Calissa laughed. "Can't you feel it? I tamed you pretty well now, didn't I?"

Jienna's eyes bulged. She was still tamed!? The magical connection remained intact, even after the Night Elf had returned to her true form. She was as helpless as ever!

The Huntsmistress said, "Since you don't seem to want to part on good terms, here is how it must be, Night Elf. If you ever try to fight the Horde again, I command you to come to me, and I will make sure you breed enough for all the hunters of the horde, do you understand me?"

Jienna nodded quickly, terror in her eyes.

Niande laughed. "Please try. I would love to see you again."

The Blood Elf said, "Now, we'll leave in peace. To make sure of that, I have one last command for you, foolish girl. I command you to clean yourself, just like you did eight months ago." Calissa winked, a smirk on her face.

Jienna's jaw dropped, but her body moved of its own accord. As the two Horde champions watched, the Night Elf undressed until she knelt naked on the ground in front of them, her light purple skin smoothly bathed in what little evening light filtered through the canopy above. Eight months as a bear had, of course, no effect on Jienna's true form, and she was a muscular and supple as ever, her large breasts shivering in the cool air. The command to clean herself wouldn't prevent the Night Elf from casting spells, but she knew that if she attacked, she would suffer a fate far worse than humiliation!

Unable to resist, she began to lick herself. She blushed so hard she almost resembled Calissa, but she could not resist, starting with her smooth arms. After all she had been through, Jienna would have thought nothing could make her feel less humanoid, but crouching on the ground and running her small tongue across her tender skin like a cat was completely dehumanizing.

Calissa laughed, and turned to leave, but Niande stayed put, watching with a pleased grin. When Calissa realized, she too stopped to watch, both girls giggling at the mortified Night Elf. As if that weren't enough, Jienna suddenly found herself pressing her breasts together, squeezing and pulling them upward to reach what she could with her tongue. Niande almost died laughing at that one.

She began to feel sticky and wet all over as her saliva coated her purple skin, crying in embarrassment. She licked her wrist, then her hand, sucking gently on each finger before moving to her abs. The flexible Night Elf had no trouble dragging her tongue across her own stomach, forced to even lick the inside of her belly button. Mighty Elune, she prayed, for the first time in months, let their raucous laughter draw my sisters down upon them, so that they might meet the death they so dearly deserve!

But no arrows flew, no battle cries were uttered. Choosing to move on to her legs, Jienna gracefully licked up and down the entire length of her thighs. At least she couldn't reach her back. But as she cleaned her toes, gagging, she knew there was one last place left...the moment she was dreading. Closing her eyes and wishing more than anything that she could close her ears as well, she lifted her leg over her head, the flexible Night Elf began to clean right between her legs.

"Make sure you get in there, deep!" Calissa laughed.

Jienna kept licking, forcing her tongue inside of herself to the girls' immense amusement. She wondered idly if trying to kill them was worth the cost of possibly spending a life-time breeding, but even if she tried, Calissa could simply command her to stop. Instead, the Night Elf decided she had better just play along. She forced her tongue deeper, her burning face buried between her legs. She reached every crevasse, every inch that she could, her face wet and sticky from the effort. She couldn't even hear their laughter, with her long ears pinned between her thighs.

When she finally finished and looked up, the two girls were gone, taking their chance to leave while Jienna was too occupied to resist.

Quietly, the Night Elf reached for her clothing, only to realize that one of them had taken them! She turned toward Astranaar, blushing and dejected. She prayed she reached her sisters before running into any Horde members. She was sticky, and naked, and she couldn't fight back! She started home. Much will have changed in eight months, she thought, a mix of emotions overwhelming her. The greatest change might well be Jienna's new-found, hard-won humility.