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Cast

Rinling, Male Troll Carnie

Akyma, Female Blood Elf Mage

Tyelynn, Female Pandaren Mage

Darkmoon Prizes

By Darmalus

The Darkmoon Faire was a riot of sensations bombarding the mind. Strange and exotic sights, sounds, smells, and if one was brave enough, flavors as well. Bright green and purple cloth was everywhere under the glare of the electric lights that kept the night at bay. Even at this late hour, crowds from all over Azeroth milled between attractions, testing their skill at games and sampling wares hawked by the vendors.

Akyma tried to block all this out while she focused on the small metal targets that popped up and down at random at the far side of the tent. The air rifle lightly struck her shoulder with every shot, and every shot went wide until she ran out of ammo. The blood elf stamped her foot in frustration, her red hair flying about as she practically threw the token at Rinling for another try at the targets. She'd had her eye on the stuffed Lor'Themar doll hanging on the back wall, and she'd walk away with it even if she was here all night!

It was all just so frustrating! She could throw a frostbolt up a dragon's left nostril from across the battlefield, but couldn't hit a target a few yards away. Although to be fair, she thought as she lined up the sights again, spells did tend to go where you told them without further guidance. Her inner monolog was broken as her companion tapped her on the shoulder, sending her next shot into the roof.

"Hey, I'm gonna go get us some food. I'm sure you'll have your prize by the time I get back." Tyelynn didn't seem to notice the elf glaring death at her. The voluptuous pandaren woman quickly merged into the milling crowd and out of sight, leaving the frustrated blood elf as the only customer for the moment.

Rinling suddenly spoke up, "I be noticin' ya have an eye on dat der plushie. I also be noticin' ya ain't too good wit' dat rifle."

Akyma grimaced, then pouted. "You don't have to rub it in."

"I do no such ting, girlie." Rinling made a placating gesture, "Dat be the last one in the whole faire till next month. But I be knowin' a way ya can gets it wit'out ya shootin' up da back o' my tent all night."

Akyma looked at the handsome troll apraisingly. Rinling, being a professional carnie, leaned such that his head was right beside the Lor'Themar doll.

"Oh... alright. What's this other way?" she said as she put down the air rifle.

He spun and hooked the doll with one finger as he moved out of the tent. "Follow me, girlie." A new carnie, appearing as if by magic, took over the shooting gallery as soon as they departed. Akyma lost track of the main fair as they wove through a maze of green and purple tents, Akyma spending more time watching the smooth motions of Rinlings tight posterior than the path. They suddenly came up to a brightly painted wooden cart, the side proclaimed "Rinling the Amazing!" Amazing at what, the art didn't specify.

"Oh, so you are "Amazing" then? Want to show me what you're so amazing at?" Akyma leaned against cart, exposing a bit of cleavage and tilting her hips. She blushed a bit, glad no one but Rinling was around to hear her use that line.

"That be my intention. Right dis way, girlie." Rinling motioned inside the cart. Looking in, Akyma saw the cart was packed with Rinling's belongings, and the floor was covered with brightly colored pillows and blankets. Turning back to Rinling, she saw he was swinging the doll by one finger, his other hand fondling himself through his pants, the crotch not visibly bulging as his excitement built. "Ya wan' it or not?" Feeling his intentions were quite clear.

A quick mental calculation and a sigh later, Akyma agreed. "Fine." She hiked up the skirt of her simple dress as she stepped into the cart. Rinling didn't wait for her to finish. With a quick shove she landed on her hands and knees inside the cart.

"Hey!"

"Rinling can tell whatch ya want, girlie. Ya wants it rough!" Her flipped up her skirt even as his own brightly colored pants landed around his ankles. With a speed that spoke of experience, his hand bypassed her panties and shoved a finger between her nether lips. Getting a number of soft gasps from the elf, her gripped her panties and pulled his now wet finger out.

*SNAP! SNAP!* Rinling casually tossed her now ruined panties out of the cart, where they vanished among the bushes. Akyma turned to yell at the troll to ruining her underwear, but the words caught in her throat as she saw what hung between his legs.

A pair of twin blue penises hung between his legs, stacked on top of each other. Nestled below a patch of orange pubic hair was his massive ball sack, four testicles promising a massive load of cum in the future.

"Ya, girlie. Ya see, some trolls, de as big as houses. Others, we got extra parts." He grinned as he thrust his pussy-slicked finger into Akyma's anus, lubricating it with her own juices. "It be like two trolls at once. I bet you gonna like dat." Akyma's only response was to wiggle and gasp as he worked his finger inside her tight anus.

Rinling pulled his finger out and with nary a pause, pressed his twin cockheads against pussy and anus and began pressing in earnest. The lips of her pussy parted easily, but her tight sphincter resisted entry. Reaching forward, Rinling grabbed a handful of Akyma's hair, pulling and bucking forward and into the elf below him as she let out a cry that was half-pleasure, half-pain.

Rinling began riding the pale elf wildly, slamming his twin cocks into her holes to the hilt, his massive ball sack slapping against her with every thrust! Pulling on her red hair roughly for leverage, his other hand began to slap her jiggling cheeks. Slap! Slap! Slap! Akyma tried to say something, but her words were choked off as uncontrollable moans and cries of pleasure filled her throat.

The twin cocks stretched Akyma's inner walls, sliding forcefully into her depths. Their parallel girths pressed her body between them. The sensual pressure burned and tingled, her backside shivered as the sensation robbed the mage of her strength, leaving her helpless in the troll's rough grasp. The rough riding caused her breasts to pop out of their restraints, and jiggled wildly under her dress, the fabric dragging along her hard nipples and and adding to the feeling overwhelming her mind.

Every slap on her ass felt like a wave, threatening to drown her mind in feelings she couldn't control! Her chest and face burned with shame and pleasure as the troll rode her like an animal. All over a stuffed doll, she felt low, humiliated, helpless, and it made her so wet!

With a final hammering thrust that slammed her spine and filled her vision with stars, Rinling came with a guttural grunt! Hot white spooge poured into Akyma, simultaneously splashing against her vaginal walls and pouring down into her guts! Her head yanked back and breasts popped completely free of her dress, she came as well! Her body clenched hard around the invading cocks, milking their throbbing blue lengths for all the seed they could muster! Screaming as her orgasm hit her, she forgot where she was, riding a wave of mindless pleasure and her body was pumped full of liquid heat!

Her body shaking as her orgasm passed, her raid was suddenly released, her face dropping heavily into the pillows covering the floor. RInling unceremoniously pulled out of her, spilling seed along her ass and legs. The sudden emptiness trigger a small orgasmic aftershock as she lay there, spent. The Lor'Themar doll bounced into her field of vision, and she could only here Rinling pulling up his pants and departing.

Akyma rested against the pillows, the cool night air pleasant on her sore, spanked ass, the smell of the trolls drying cum strangely pleasant on her nose. After several long minutes, she gathered her strength and stood up. She did her best to neaten up, smoothing out her dress and getting her breasts back in her bra. Her hair was a complete wreck, and Akyma settled for simply letting it hang long and loose behind her. Grabbing her prize, she hustled back the main thoroughfare. It wasn't long before her pandaren companion found her.

"I got you a crunchy frog!" Tyelynn said as she handed the elf the odd confection. The pandaren spotted the doll clutched under one arm. "Hey, you got it! I guess it was your fancy hair getting in the way?" She teased, ruffling Akyma's red hair.

They spent the rest of their evening browsing the stalls and attractions the Darkmoon Faire had to offer, the Lor'Themar doll clutched tightly to Akyma's bosom. The entire night, she was never able to ignore the occasional breeze blowing across her naked nether lips, nor the feeling of troll cum slowly oozing its way down her legs under her skirt.