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The sun was high in the sky, it must have been around midday by the time The Stacked Coffer had came to a stop beside the small island. The captain had decided he, Khyed and Tharyn were going to explore the nearby ruins while the rest of the crew stayed behind to guard the ship. The small group of men soon located the entrance, a set of crumbling stone steps leading down into ominous darkness, but the brave (and terribly handsome) pirates weren't afraid! They descended down into the black with torches held high.

Khyed glanced around intently, noticing that beneath the centuries of grime and muck were ancient characters, the bull stopping to examine a small portion of the wall. "Amazing. It would seem we are indeed within ancient Kaldorei ruins as I thought, these must have been built millennia ago, before The War of the Ancients even, simply astounding...", he was soon led away by Baelek though who grabbed his arm to lead him down the long, narrow hallway they found themselves in.

"We ain't here for a history lesson Khyed, we're here to plunder everything not nailed down", the night elf gave his bovine companion a sly smirk as he took the opportunity to give that bull's simply titanic bust a good ogling, taking in the sight of those monstrous breasts before carrying on. After rounding a corner they were confronted by a large stone door, with no obvious handle or switch. "Hah, now's my time to shine!", the captain rubbed his hands together and quickly began to press his hands firmly at random parts of the wall around the door. After a few minutes of this though, the other two began to have their doubts of their captain's resourcefulness.

"Uh, cap'n, I...don't think that's gonna work", the hulking night elf warrior rubbed the back of his neck as he cautiously looked around. Though Baelek just scoffed and stepped back, flustered.

"If a simple door is enough to bar your path, perhaps you shouldn't call yourself pirates". The three looked between each other, then back where they had come from to find a man standing a few feet from them. He was dark-skinned human, with short black hair and a smartly-trimmed beard. He wore a rather neutral expression on his face as he simply looked at them.

"Huh? And who are you?", Mooncrest eyed the newcomer intently, his gaze wandering to the formal robe he wore, it hanging over his slim frame well.

"Hmm...Sergey.", a hint of a smirk crossed his lips as he nodded. "And I just gave an observation; to be stumped by such an simple obstacle is rather unbecoming of a pirate", he gave a quiet chuckle.

Baelek scowled at him, "Is that right? Well, if you're so smart, then how -do- we get past this door, huh?", Khyed placed a hand on his superior's shoulder in a small attempt to quell his rage.

"To give the answer would ruin the opportunity to learn, however, since you asked so nicely...", he raised a hand and pointed it toward the door, a bolt of fel fire engulfing his hand before being fired towards to stone slab, it was all the pirates could do to hop out the way, which in the small corridor just caused them to have to squash rather uncomfortably against the walls. As the green bolt hit the door though, a faint glyph appeared on the door and with a low rumble it sank into the ground, granting them access beyond. "The Highborne were fascinated by arcane magic. They revelled it so much, that it seems they even barred the way for ones who weren't so attuned to it, it is little surprise such a proud race fell so low", he lowered his head, then turned on his heel and began to walk back down the corridor.

"H-Hey! Wait! Where are you going?", though Sergey seemed to ignore him, soon disappearing from sight.

"What a curious individual, and how -did- he make it to this island, it is far for one man to come, maybe there are more with him", the tauren mulled things over.

"Yeah, Thar, it might be best if you tailed him, see if he's a threat to us while we're here, me and Khyed'll carry on down here", the massively-muscular elf nodded and slowly stomped his way back down the long hallway also, his colossal feet assaulting the weak stone floor with every step. "Anyway, with that taken care of...", the captain turned back and entered through the doorway, and into...another long passage, he grumbled as he and the bull carried on.

Meanwhile, Tharyn had emerged back in the sunlight as he peered around, spotting the dapper human just past some nearby trees. He snuck over as best he could, though his heavy footsteps and rippling frame did little the mask him. Still, it seemed Sergey had yet to notice him and he was able to slowly but surely follow him across the island to a small, very extravagant boat. Although it looked to be made of simple wood, there were ornate black banners scattered about the deck and the sail looked to be made of silk. Tharyn shrugged it off as needlessly fancy decoration though and after the smaller man had ducked below deck, the warrior warily followed, going down some stairs and now standing just outside a beautifully-decorated bedroom.

"Please, let's not draw this out any longer, it was fun at first but seeing you try and be subtle is starting to get sad", Sergey turned to look toward the door, the kaldorei just out of sight. "Besides, such an attractive specimen should be seen, not hidden away", he smirked widely. Tharyn blinked, slightly confused at what to do, but settling on stepping out from cover, and walking into the room.

"That's it, my my, the dim lighting of those torches didn't do that body of yours justice", he sauntered toward him, his eyes fixated upon that truly gargantuan chest of his, those mammoth dark-purple globes barely contained in the elf's vest, and the outlines of his giant nipples were very obvious through the thin fabric. "Although I didn't know Eterna personally, I didn't think she'd have the strength for such a powerful curse", he raised his hands and placed them upon the kaldorei's expansive bust, this only causing Tharyn to blush lightly and let out a low moan.

"Oh yes, very powerful magic, it seems the curse did indeed give you real breasts, and such huge ones at that, I must say I'm smitten", he gave a charming little grin up at the elf who cleared his throat and finally spoke.

"Erm, thanks, anyway, I was sent here to check up on ya. You're alone I take it? Why did you come here?".

"Shhhh, so many questions. Just relax, slow down", Tharyn let out a sharp gasp as the human started to rub his hands up and down over those godly globes, his fingers flicking the warrior's fat nubs as they passed them. "You don't need to know any of that, I think what you need right now is some attention. How long has it been since someone gave you some...intimate treatment?", he licked his lips and stepped back.

"Eh, well, quite some time I guess", his blush was dark now, and his pants were straining over the gigantic python between his legs.

"Blasphemy, a man like you deserves to be worshipped like the god he truly is, why not lay yourself down on my bed and let me show you how much I 'admire' that body of yours'", he let out a quiet grunt, as he held himself back from further groping, the elf nodding and walking over, laying himself back the large silk-lined bed and panting a little in anticipation. It had indeed been far too long since he'd been with someone who seemed to like him -this- much.

"Mmmh, that's perfect, where to begin? Ah...", he stood at the end of the bed, eyeing over those large boots. "Such oversized footwear, do they contain things as equally large?", he grabbed them firmly and yanked them off in turn, moaning in delight as they did indeed hold feet that were giant. Each one could probably cover the human's torso if not more. The warlock climbed up onto the bed and pressed his face firmly against one of those massive things, burying his nose between two of the huge toes and taking in a deep breath, groaning at the powerful scent. He then grabbed the sides of one of them, slowly rubbing up and down it as he teasingly let the tip of his tongue glide over the behemoth foot, then barely managing to take one of the toes into his mouth, sucking on it desperately as it filled his entire mouth.

Tharyn just stared wide-eyed as the man did his work, the pillar in his pants threatening to break free as waves of pure pleasure flooded his system.

It wasn't long before the dark-skinned man pulled back though, catching his breath, "A giant in all areas, I really have quite the job ahead of me, but I can't hold myself back any longer, I must marvel at that chest of yours", he shuffled up the bed, actually climbing onto the elf who made him look comically small as he straddled him. Soon he was sitting upon the warrior's stomach, feeling the thick ridges of muscle that were the man's abdominals below him. He hungrily eyed those mountains of flesh before him though, reaching down and with a flick, the elf's vest has disappeared in a cloud of green flames.

"Ngh!", a groan of relief escaped from the purple-skinned stud as his magnificent bosom burst free, Sergey grunting as he gawped at it. Each breast must have been many times the size of his entire head, and looked even larger now than they had within that skimpy piece of cloth. What he was focusing on most of all though were the hunk's nipples, huge pads of flesh that stuck out proudly from those literal hills of flesh.

"Oh yes, simply a god amongst men", he practically lunged forward and wrapped his lips around one of those massive nipples, feeling it almost throb in his mouth as he started to suckle on it frantically, the warrior only yelling out. Sergey soon felt it expand slowly in his mouth as it hardened, getting bigger and bigger, soon stretching his mouth with it's sheer size, but the man only continued, sucking like his life depended on it. The night elf felt a familiar tightening in his chest though.

"S-Sergey, please, I don't know if I can h-hold back much longer, ngh!".

"He pulled back quickly, "Please don't hold back, I want feel your tide, I want you to release it all over me", his words were enough to throw the beefcake over the edge, those humongous nipples erupting with a thick, white cream, it splattering wildly over the man's face who only cried out in ecstasy, darting back in to suckle, gulping down what he could of the stud's milk, though the sheer volume caused much of it to leak out around his mouth. He bit down hard, Tharyn throwing his head back, his roars now deafening as his bulging body quaked in bliss, his twin geysers of cream getting stronger, almost enough to push the man off by it's force.

A loud rip followed by an especially loud groan was enough for Sergey to know that the pirate's pants had burst open, the cloth shredded to ribbons by the immense size and arousal of the night elf's member. At least three foot in length and impossible thick, it slapped down against Sergey's back, the man only grinding back against it as he lashed his tongue harshly over the giant spewing pad of flesh in his mouth, guzzling down the milk wildly. Tharyn shut his eyes tightly, his watermelon-sized balls tightening, it took all of his willpower to hold back but his strength was failing as the human reached over to squeeze and tug at his other nipple.

The black male then pulled his head back, letting the cream cover his face and hair again as he reached his limit, letting his own load discreetly shoot into his robes, but the sight of the man getting thick wads of cream landing over him was too much.

"Hnnngh! Oh gods!", he yelled out, his cock unloading a tidalwave of hot cum over not only the smaller man, but over most of himself too, it quickly flooding over the bed and pooling over the wooden floor. Infact it showed little signs of stopping, that monster pumping out rope after rope after rope of his potent seed, fairly soon the room was filled with a foot-thick layer of it, it dribbling down the walls and dripping from the ceiling, the warrior rocking his hips roughly with each rope, his body shuddering in pure delight as his long-overdue orgasm was filling Sergey's vessel. The owner of the vessel had spun himself around, pressing his face against the huge head of the hulk's cock which, unsurprisingly dwarfed his own head. He readily gulped down what cum he could catch in his mouth, but there was far too much and he soon gave up, letting it cover his body and revelling in not only the goliath volcano of manliness but also the rising tide of it's load.

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Eventually the godly tide slowed and ceased, Tharyn just left panting heavily at the release, his considerable manhood still firmly hard though and throbbing just as dangerously as before. Sergey couldn't help but notice this and waved a hand, a hatch above the bed opening and a rope ladder falling down which he quickly proceeded to climb, gesturing the night elf to follow.

"Seems we're not finished here yet, though lets go somewhere a little less messy, hmm?", the warrior nodded weakly and climbed the ladder which surprisingly held his colossal weight. Tharyn peered around, the pair now standing on the deck, a warm breeze blowing over their naked, cum and milk soaked bodies.

Sergey stared as the strong sunlight bathed the much larger male's body in it's radiance, his thick ridges of muscle casting shadows and making him quite the sight to behold.

"Mmmh, it seems you're rather messy yourself, as a gracious host I suppose it's my job to clean you up", the human snickered as he walked over to the elf, leaning in and pressing his lips to Tharyn's stomach, planting light kisses over each abdominal in turn before trailing his tongue slowly over the deeply-cut, bulging muscles. The warrior watched him, his breaths picking up again, his bountiful chest rising and falling. The excitement building in his body once again caused his member to start leaking a steady stream of precum; he reached up to grab what he could of his own oversized breasts, digging his thick fingers into the soft flesh as groans of pleasure left his lips.

As Sergey ducked lower, cleaning the thick fluids from the elf's muscles, instead of going to that behemoth of meat, he made his way to one of Tharyn's legs, now pressing his face up against a tree-trunk thigh, using his hands now to caress and squeeze the muscles as he lapped up the cream splattered over it.

Tharyn was groping his bust fiercely, pushing the glorious globes together and groaning louder as a thick rope of precum erupted from his shaft, landing over his face, though he didn't seem to care, he was too busy eagerly eyeing over the smaller man who was now onto his other leg, his expert tongue getting to every inch of that thigh.

As soon as he was done he stood, taking hold of one of Tharyn's hulking arms and marvelling at it's size, "Oh my, I still can't fully believe just how big you really are, please, flex your bicep for me", the dark-skinned man's deep but gentle voice was arousing in it's own right, and the warrior did as he was told, grunting as he flexed his bicep as much as he could, the already-immense muscle ballooning even bigger, surpassing even a cannonball in size. Sergey just let out a moan at the spectacle and leaned in, kissing the hard, hot flesh all over, then lashing his tongue across the gargantuan muscle like a crazed beast. "You're truly a masterpiece".

Tharyn had released his assets and was now holding his pillar of manmeat in both hands, pumping it slowly but unaware at just what the human had in store next. He felt a small pair of hands now groping his rear, the warlock having slipped himself behind the god, now on his knees and staring at that huge, firmly-muscle rump hungrily. A loud grunt from Tharyn followed Sergey leaning his head in, spreading those cheeks and prodding at the larger man's hole with the tip of his tongue. After hearing the grunt he then started to lick up and down between those cheeks, again and again, the warrior unable to hold back his cries as each sweep of Sergey's tongue caused that hot, wet muscle to slide over his tight hole.

After a while he wasn't content with just this, actively jabbing at the hole with his tongue, it actually pushing inside now, Tharyn jerking at his cock madly now as he felt the warm muscle probe deep inside, lashing around madly at whatever it could reach, frantic moaning coming from both men.

He knew he wouldn't last much longer, clenching his rump around the warlock as he arched his back, roaring out and unleashing a second sea of spooge, the thick cream landing over the deck in huge wads, slowly covering the entire, beautifully-decorated ship. The ornate tabards were soon dripping in the tar-like cum, the furred, purple rugs lost under the waves of seed. Sergey didn't slow down even once, his tongue ravaging the elf's ass as the smaller but still overwhelming load of elf cum drenched his vessel.

As the geyser weakened and the warrior's manhood actually began to soften, Tharyn had a huge grin on his face, Sergey getting to his feet and brushing himself off. "A very entertaining day this has turned out to be, now, I believe you have a report to give to your captain, I bid you a good day", he bowed before the elf, his hands erupting in shadow as the elf's body was cleaned up and magically crammed back into the light clothing he wore earlier.

"Wait, how did you know about that?", Tharyn raised an eyebrow, unperturbed by the use of magic upon him.

Sergey just chuckled softly, "All in good time my giant friend", and with that he disappeared back below the decks, leaving the hunky elf bewildered as he climbed off the boat and travelled back through the jungle.

As he neared the entrance to the ruins, he saw Baelek and Khyed coming out at the top of the stairs, spotting him and giving him a wave.

"Ah, perfect timing Tharyn, we just had our most exciting adventure yet, didn't we Khyed?".

The tauren nodded, "Quite, we narrowly escaped a band of naga, and even defeated a cyclops, riveting stuff". The pair were both carrying huge stacks filled to the brim with treasure.

"So, what did you find out about that weird human, hmm?", the captain eyed over his fellow night elf.

"Oh! Well, he was on his own, came here on a small ship docked on the other side of the island", he nervously looked to the ground, hoping his captain's keen senses couldn't somehow tell exactly what had happened.

Baelek simply scoffed, rolling his broad shoulders lightly as he led the other two back toward the ship, "Huh, strange, we'll have to keep an eye out for him in future, I have a feeling this isn't the last we've seen of him".

Khyed just rolled his eyes as the trio walked up the gangplank and back onto the Stacked Coffer; the crew were in for a night of amazing stories, that was for sure.