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As a warning, this is the first story I've ever written. If you have any constructive critisism that you think will help me improve, I'd be happy to hear it.

Brusquely walking through the shaded forest of Ashenvale, the young female Pandaren with mottled black and grey fur, Lilythe tried desperately to keep her mind off of the intense heat coming from between her legs. She had taken notice of the feeling a few days prior. It started off as a faint, peculiar warmth and progressed to an eventual unbearable swelter. She found it hard to focus on anything other than trying to figure out how to quench the heat.

"What's wrong with me?" She asked herself, toying with furry slit as she walked. She found through experimentation that touching the area brought her some welcome relief, however minor it was.

Her intent was to walk to Moonglade and consult the Druids who lived there about her condition and hopefully have them procure a remedy. She tried cold water, ice or being without clothing, yet each attempt to make herself feel normal had failed.

A quiet growl emanated from her companion, Snowdrift, a sleek, snowy white wolf that padded silently behind her, ever vigilant of any danger that might be lurking within the hidden recesses of the forest. Lily paused, biting her lip as she listened for what might have caused the warning growl to be let out by her companion. Wind sighed through the leaves of the forest while shadows danced upon the rough stone path she tread upon. Song birds filled the air with their cacophonous music and the sound of a stream, faint and distant, could be made out. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary.

She was about to continue onward when the wolf made a second, more guttural growl than the first, aimed in the direction of some thick and tangled brush not far off the path. With bristled fur, he stalked forward past Lilythe along the path, eyes fixated on some entity unseen to her. The foliage began to make a nervous rustle as he neared the brush and a purple haired, silver eyed feminine elvish figure emerged with hands raised defensively.

"Call off your wolf, I can help you", the she elf stated to Lily with a feint shake in her voice, her eyes never leaving the wolf who stayed crouched, snarling menacingly before her.

"Help me with what?" Lilythe questioned, still confused and hazy from the distracting feeling between her legs. She narrowed her eyes at the stranger, "Who are you?"

"I am Alora of Astranaar, and I know what troubles you, young Pandaren. Call off your wolf and I will lend you any aid I can." she said, in a voice now both smooth and calm.

"Snowdrift, to me" Lily commanded, calling him back to her side. "Now what do you mean you know what's wrong with me? How could you know about what I am feeling?" The confused Pandaren asked.

"A foreign presence was sensed in these woods by the Druids of my order. I was sent to investigate and to learn if this invader was friend or foe. I've been observing you for long enough to know you as a friend, and to know that what you're experiencing is a condition known as "heat" which is something that ails females of your race as well as many others of different race and species once a year." She explained, her voice comforting Lilythe. "Walk with me" she gestured, "I will provide more detail on the way back to the encampment. Come."

Lilythe stepped forward and followed the Night Elf down the cobbled path the forest growing darker as night began to fall. "When a female comes to a certain age, she begins a cycle known as "heat". During this time she is more fertile and will have an almost insatiable lust to be mated." Alora began, "That is what you are feeling right now. The heat you feel between your legs can go away provided you find someone to assist you with it. You cannot make it go away on your own." Alora stopped and pointed to Snowdrift, "You may notice that males of any species and race will react to the pheromones you are giving off; even your wolf has taken notice of your condition."

Not understanding what the she elf meant by that, Lilythe kneeled down to inspect her companion. "What do you mean he had taken notice?" She asked.

Alora knelt down beside Lily and indicated for her to look under Snowdrift, between his legs. Lilythe bent down and noticed a thick red shaft protruding from the base of a pair of large, furry balls. Snowdrift panted as he moved to sniff between Lily's legs. "You mean to say that he's hard because of me?" Lily pondered.

"Yes, the scent coming from between your legs will cause males to become aroused. Some are able to control their urges while others cannot. It is dangerous for a girl to be alone when in heat." Alora answered, with a slight grin of amusement on her face as she noticed the wolf sniffing Lilythe between the legs. Lilythe slid her fingers into her pants and undergarments and started slipping them off, the wolf moving behind her sniffing wildly.

"Ummm" Alora said, startled by Lilythe's actions, "What are you trying to do there?" She eyed Lily's wet slit, feeling strangely aroused by the sight.

"You said the only way to make the heat go away was to mate. Snowdrift wants to mate with me so I'll mate with him!" Lily said, excited that the solution to her problems was such a simple one.

"Well.." Alora began, "it's just that . . . umm. Typically mating is something done between two people of the same race.. And well, species. Not with an animal.." her voice trailed off. She couldn't help feeling a little excited by the prospect of watching the female be mated by her canine companion though.

Lilythe had either not heard Alora or decided not to heed her words and threw her clothing aside, her pussy dripping with wetness. "Well, hun, umm.. If you've never.. You know.. Played with yourself or.. Explored yourself before, you might get hurt from mating with someone as large Snowdrift without something smaller to help loosen you up first." Alora could feel her pussy begin to grow wet, her clit beginning to engorge.

"So then what do I need to do first?" asked Lilythe, clearly disappointed.

"Well, I can try to loosen you up first.. if you're ok with that, of course." Alora suggested, teeming with unspoken excitement. She had never been with another girl before, but something about this Pandaren drove her wild. Maybe it was her innocence, she thought.

"Yes! Please, just hurry, I can't take the heat anymore!" Lily cried out quite loudly. Sitting down next to Alora, legs spread wide.

"Ok, just lie onto your back. Take your shirt off first; you don't want it to get dirty." She suggested, anxious to see the young girl's breasts. Lily slipped off her shirt and unhooked her bra, throwing them to the side with her other clothing. Alora estimated her breasts to be around a 34 C, slightly smaller than her own. She reached out and lightly tweaked one in Lily's nipples eliciting a quite moan of pleasure from the girl. She kept one hand on the girl's breast while delicately sliding the other down her body towards her furry mound. She moved her thumb to the girl's clit, gently teasing her. She could smell her own arousal, her sweet scent mixing with the much stronger one produced by Lily. She found the smell Pandaren's a smell irresistible and leaned in closer to inhale the sweet aroma, her nose brushing up against the girl's wet slit. Alora gave the girl a swift lick, from the bottom of her juicy slit to the top. Lily shuddered, legs closing slightly, hips pushed up to meet Alora's soft tongue.

The elf noticed the panting of Snowdrift getting louder, and intrigued, looked away from the girl's beautiful pussy and up to see an entirely different yet seemingly as beautiful sight. Lily had the canine's hard, red shaft engulfed in her maw, tongue working lustfully on his tip. Snowdrift began bucking his hips, humping into the young girl's mouth. Alora slipped her own pants and undergarments off and began rubbing at her clit while introducing a finger to the Pandaren's impressively tight cunt. She felt the slick walls of Lily's pussy convulse around her finger, trying to draw it deeper. Alora noticed immediately how much hotter the Pandaren's cunt felt compared to hers as she slipped another finger into the tight girl whose moans began getting louder. Up to this point, Alora hadn't decided to break Lily's hymen, but she would have to if she were to prepare the girl to take her wolf. She decided it best not to warn her and in one swift move, popped the girl's cherry. A cry of pain was emitted from Lily's mouth; however, it was quickly replaced by moans of pleasure. The wolf, Alora had noticed, was not fucking Lily's face anymore. Where had he go- she began asking herself before a cold, wet nose pressed itself to her pussy. She felt him sniffing, panting, and then licking at her slit. The canine pressed his tongue deep inside her pussy, lapping at her juices causing her to cry out in delight.

She slipped a third finger into the girl, surprised at how quickly she was adapting to the amount of fingers inside her hot cunt.

"Lily, hun, I think you're ready to take Snowdrift now." Alora announced, still wildly fingering the writhing girl.

"Ohh- O- oh god, ok." She moaned, bucking her hips to meet Alora's thrusts. She gave a whimper when the elf removed her fingers.

Alora pushed the wolf away from her throbbing pussy, "Get on all fours so he can mount you, I'll be here to help if you need it" she said, offering support for the girl's first time. Lilythe moved to try to get into position, but Alora had to help her keep her head down low, and ass up in the air, with an arch in her back. Snowdrift needed no coaxing or command; once he saw Lily presenting herself he swiftly mounted her, pressing his large canine cock into her dripping cunt.

Lilly screamed with pleasure as the wolf relentlessly hammered his entire 9 inches of canine cock into her, ravishing her pussy. Snowdrift fucked her at speeds that no humanoid, save for a Worgen, could achieve. The slapping sound of furred flesh against furred flesh, and the excessively loud moaning from Lilythe filled the otherwise quiet night. Alora fingered herself while groping at her breasts as she watched the Pandaren cry out,

"Ohhhh goddd! He feels ama- ohhh amazing! I can feel something, something new. Nyyuuhhhhh!" The girl screamed out as she experienced her first ever orgasm. She writhed beneath the wolf, who only seemed to take this as a sign to fuck even harder and faster. Lily could feel her pussy contracting around the wolf's cock, trying to milk it if his warm seed. She felt it again, more intense than last time. Almost like electricity pulsing through her pussy and spreading to the rest of her shaking body.

"Ohh god it's happening again! Snowwwww! Fuck me harder!" She cried out, orgasming for the second time in a row. Lily thought she might pass out from the intensity of another orgasm, but Snowdrift gave one last, long thrust, knotting himself within Lilythe and letting out a deep, drawn out howl.

Lily could feel his warm seed fill her up, his warmth felt soothing, and cooled off the burning she had felt in her pussy. She felt out of breath, panting as she felt Snowdrift dismount, his cock sliding out, knot and all, of her slippery pussy. She felt his juices drip out of her and she reached back, curious, she scooped some out of her pussy and tasted it. Salty, yet good, she thought to herself. She felt fond of the taste. Alora couldn't resist the urge to do the same, slipping a finger into the girl's used pussy, tasting some of the wolf's seed.

"I feel.. much better now. Thank you, Alora" the Pandaren said in between breaths.

"It was my pleasure, my dear. But I'm afraid you'll only feel temporary relief from the heat. Tomorrow it will likely return, perhaps even worse than it was today. I will stay close and help you during your time o-" She was cut off.

"What do we have here, boys? A Night Elf and a Pandaren? Tie 'em up and haul 'em back to camp. We'll have some fun with them tonight before we bring them to the chief." A rough, Orcish voice yelled. Alora and Lily turned to see a group of three Orcs and two trolls watching them, their eyes seeming to devour the young girls' bodies. The group moved forward, ropes in hand, devil-like smiles on their faces.

To be continued.