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The enormously-muscular draenei peered out at the endless sea that spanned far into the distance in all directions; he was aboard The Stacked Coffer once again. He made a habit of visiting the ragtag crew every so often, to try and steer them onto the path of good, though Zohaar himself knew that the buccaneers rarely actually did anything that could be considered 'evil'. Still, they delved into the greyer area of morality quite often, and it was his duty as a servant of the Light to persuade them into following purer endeavours.

The paladin was currently in his usual shining silver armour, ornate gilding decorating it beautifully, and the thick plate shaped to cover his remarkably-powerful form to perfection, every slab of oversized muscle obvious. As well as this though, his chestplate naturally had to be made to cover the simply behemoth bust that the knight was gifted with, and thus two colossal domes pushing out from his chest, and jutting out from -them-, were two smaller domes made to house the draenei's massive nipples.

He brushed some of of his blonde hair from his face, reached up and fitting the stray hairs back into his foxtail, trying to keep it as neat as he could manage.

"'ey! Ya up dere Zohaa'?" the paladin turned his attention the stairway that lead down into the ship, and the distinct trollish voice that emanated from it. A few moments later and the source of that voice came up onto the deck, an enormous, bulky troll, wearing the Bouldershots' usual uniform, stretched painfully taut over his colossal rack, which bobbed and shook with each step he took toward him.

"Ah, ya are 'ere, the boss wants ya in ya room, 'e's go' some vereh important matters ta discuss wit' some o' da crew, an' 'e wants ta be sure ya ain't listenin' in," the pink-mohawked troll nodded sagely.

"Captain Mooncrest should know me well enough to trust I wouldn't do such a thing," the knight furrowed his brow, looking slightly offended at the harsh judge of his character, but soon sighed and continued, "But if it's what he wants, I suppose I should respect that, I do hope to be able to have a chat with him at some point though", he began to head down the steps into the ship, Rin'ji following closely behind.

"O' course, da boss loves 'is private time wit'cha," he chuckled teasingly, Zohaar just blushing lightly and trying to shrug the lewd comment off.

It didn't take them long to reach his guest cabin, after all it was only down one lot of steps, just around the corner from Baelek's office. They both stepped into the large, simply-decorated room, the draenei a little shocked to find one of the other crewmen resting against a wall as they entered. It was Takrin, the hulking orcish beastmaster of the crew, standing a tad shorter than Rin'ji, but built with larger muscles, and gifted with even more massive breasts that strained his harness dangerously. Seeing the pair enter, the hunter picked himself up and strode towards them, looking over Zohaar for a moment, a small, wolfish grin on his lips.

"The cap'n tasked us with guarding you for the duration of his meeting, I doubt you'd try anything anyway, but orders are orders," he shrugged his enormously-broad shoulders, this naturally causing his titanic tits to bounce hypnotically in his harness for the next few seconds, something Rin'ji, and Zohaar despite himself, couldn't help but watch.

Eventually the vindicator managed to shake himself out of his trance, walking over to take a seat on the bed.

"I just hope it doesn't take too long, I was enjoying the view up on the deck, and the crisp sea breeze," he sighed softly, Rin'ji strutting over to take a seat beside the knight, perhaps a little to close and all.

"Awww, don' worreh, Rin'ji 'ere ta make sure ya don' get bored," he flashed a wicked grin and gave a sly wink, which only served to unnerve Zohaar who shuffled a few inches away, though soon bumped into the orc who had taken a seat on his other side, the paladin now boxed in between the two humongous hunks.

"So, ya jus' tell Rin'ji wha' ya fanceh doin', an' Rin'ji be 'appy to oblige," the witch doctor snickered as he reached over and casually rested one of his large hands on the goliath dome closest to him, stroking over the vast, smooth, metallic surface, imagining just how big the draenei's endowments must be. Zohaar stammered a bit, blushing darker as the troll's thick fingers now ran over the oversized 'bump' that housed his giant nipple, Rin'ji murring softly, "Mmmmh, anyt'in' ya wan', Rin'ji be vereh good wit' 'is 'ands, ah know ya may t'ink trolls be brutish, bu' Rin'ji can be vereh gentle...," he whispered the last word more huskily in the knight's ear, continuing to stroke lovingly over the paladin's armoured teat, all Zohaar could do was bite back a moan as the priest's words sent pangs of excitement down his spine.

Takrin was soon exploring that silver-clad bosom too, rubbing over the enormous dome closer to him, even with his large hands it took quite a while to circumnavigate the entire thing.

"Heh, even an orc knows how to be more soft with his hands when he needs to be, and not just his hands either," the hunter grinned as he leant in and gently licked over the draenei's pointed ear, this causing the paladin to let out a soft groan, his breaths picking up as he felt his legplates getting tighter.

"Hnngh...p-please, that's quite alright...I...I'm quite content just waiting," his face was a deep red as he feebly attempting to fight back to two men's advances, but they didn't let up.

"Nooo, ya be a guest, we can' just let ya sit aroun' bored, wha' kinda 'osts would we be den?" Rin'ji grinned even wider as he 'cupped' the bulge of armour surrounding Zohaar's nipple, his hand barely able to encompass it, and this thought only caused another soft murr to leave the troll's lips.

"He's right, infact, sitting around in such heavy armour can't be all too comfortable, here, let us help you out of it," the orc reached down and started releasing the various clasps holding the knight's plate armour together, Rin'ji soon helping him, and in no time his gauntlets and shoulderguards were already discarded to the side.

"Th-There's really no need, I'm perfectly fine wearing it, I....aah...," the draenei cut himself off with a moan of relief as his chestpiece was lifted off his hulking physique, those gargantuan breasts of his quickly pushing out to their full size, no longer constrained by his armour. The pirates' eyes lit up as they saw those already-tremendous tits seem to grow even bigger in size as they were freed, and only held in a very thin, navy-blue vest, the delicate fabric doing nothing to hide those mammoth nipples which looked ready to rip through that tunic on their own.

"Ooooh, ya look a -lo'- more comfortable now," the troll licked his lips as he gawped over the colossal globe nearest him, and the pale-blue, almost white flesh that bulged out over the top of that vest, fighting to be rid of the flimsy garment that barely stretched over it. His hand was once again resting on it, though he could feel the strong warmth of it radiating from it, and he carefully and slowly began caressing it, his own breathing now picking up.

The orc was still working on removing the remainder of Zohaar's armour, the draenei doing little to try and stop him. In no time he'd slipped off his belt, and was now releasing the clasps of his legplates, making sure to move his face in close to the monstrous bulge that was specially-shaped for the knight's enormous privates. After the last clasp was released, he shifted the paladin about so he could pull his leg armour off completely, a groan leaving his lips as he saw what had to be the largest package he'd ever scene, barely contained in an equally-gigantic pair of boxer shorts, the buttons straining over the monolithic python that bulged out obscenely from between his legs.

"Ngh...yeah, look a lot more comfortable," despite his usually-dominant nature, faced with such a colossal slab of masculinity the beastmaster couldn't help but lean in and nuzzle it, taking in long dregs of the powerful, almost overpowering musk that billowed off that gigantic endowment, the heady fumes filling his nostrils and causing his libido to go into overdrive, his own excitement throbbing furiously in his pants.

As Takrin happily buried his face in the draenei's crotch, Rin'ji was man-handling those giant nipples through Zohaar's vest, now leaning around more so he could grab at the other with his free hand, though he made sure to keep his fondling rather gentle, his large fingers expertly teasing the hugely-thick and expansive pads of flesh to cause as much excitement as possible for the knight.

"Mmmmh, ya like eet when ah play wit' dese, don'cha Zohaa'," the priest groaned as he began to literally pump them now, a little more firmly, but making sure to still go slow, to keep the pleasure flowing as long as possible.

All through this, the draenei's breathing had become heavy panting, his extraordinarily-massive melons heaving heavily as he did. He was now leaning back on his hands, holding himself up weakly, unable to fight the men back with the overflow of bliss flooding his system. Though even if he had the strength, whether he'd even attempt to put a stop to such incredible feelings was beyond him. All he could do was let out long, low murrs, his musclebound body quaking in pleasure, his monumental manhood now shaped up into a gargantuan erection, bursting out of his pants and clubbing the orc with such force that it sent him toppling back onto the floor, Takrin only staring up in disbelief at the ridiculously-colossal throbbing monster cock that gushed out thick precum by the bucketful. He grunted and darted back in, mashing his face against the side of that tower of meat and licking over it frantically, unable to hold back the strong urges any longer; his large hands kneaded the knight's goliath sack which had burst out as well, though his hands were dwarfed by the oversized balls, Takrin wasn't deterred in the slightest of course, pressing his thick digits into the mammoth cum-factories, feeling them churn with the gallons of cum undoubtedly contained within.

Rin'ji was far more fascinated up-top, feeling the throbbing nubs actually swelling in size slightly in his expert hands, the troll's patience to see those glorious globes in all their glory finally at an end. Still working calmly though, he unbuttoned the tunic carefully, with each one released, more of that heavenly landscape of smooth flesh came into view, until at last only one button remained holding them at bay.

"Mmmh, now you jus' relax, an' let da doctah work 'is magic," he snapped his fingers and a small spark of golden light shot from his hand at that last button, snapping it clean off and unleashing those mountains, Zohaar gasping out sharply as they bounced out. The priest couldn't help but let out a moan, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets as the gigantic, pale-blue mounds practically leapt out of the vindicator's vest, two near-perfect globes of soft, smooth flesh, and topped with frankly giant nipples which pulsated impatiently. The troll abruptly leant in, being careful with his tusks, and latched onto one of those massive nubs. Well, that was the plan anyway, when he actually leant in, he found that the nipple he was trying to suck was as big as his head! His jaw dropped as the throbbing pad of flesh stared back at him, and the priest was left only being able to lick over it as best he could. Thankfully though, even this was sending waves of pleasure coursing through the knight, who was roaring out in ecstasy, his vast chest soon beginning to feel very tight as his milk produced quickly increased.

Takrin was starting to regain control of himself, and after planting his face firmly between those giant, hairy balls and inhaling deeply from their pungent musk, he pulled his head back, regaining his composure and looking to his friend. Seeing him so fervently worshipping the draenei's amazing bust, he decided to assist him, picking himself up and pressing his face against Zohaar's other enormous breast, taking part of the huge nipple into his mouth and biting down on it. Despite the fact that the thick nub didn't give in the slightest, the sensations flooding though the paladin's rack had finally become too much, and the tightness won over, his nipples immediately unloading heavy torrents at the two buccaneers, the orc desperately trying to guzzle down what he could manage, and Rin'ji just basking in the torrential shower that he was now receiving.

Zohaar peered down, barely being able to see the tops of the men's head over the tops of his titanic tits. He could feel them though, all too much; the copious amounts of his fluids gushing from him were proof of that, but little did he know that Rin'ji had just had one of his most perverted thoughts yet.

The troll stood up, not just to his usual hunched height, but to his full, towering height, standing a good deal taller than even tauren. He reached down and hurried out of his pants; wearing nothing underneath, his immense blue shaft burst out, throbbing madly and leaking precum. He grinned particularly cruelly as he he took ahold of the outer slopes of one of Zohaar's massive mounds, guiding the huge head of his cock to the milk-spewing nipple, and pressing it against it a few times, more playfully, to tease the knight. It certainly worked, Zohaar arching his back as he felt the monstrous meatpole jab at his teat.

Takrin was already clambering out of his pants, his slightly shorter, but noticeably-thicker green orc cock soon in hand. Due to his height though, he couldn't quite reach the draenei's chest, so he peered about, spotting a large wooden trunk against the room's back wall. He slid it across the room to the bed, hopping onto it and happy it supported his weight, though more happy than he could now rub the head of his fat shaft back and forth across Zohaar's other nipple, sending the near-white-skinned hulk into even louder moans.

"Gehehe, ya gonna love dis," Rin'ji took a deep breath before he pressed the end of his cock harder against the unyielding nipple, the troll having to use quite a bit of strength before the giant teat slowly began to stretch open around his huge tool, Zohaar yelling out as the priest actually began entering him, soon the entire head had forced it's way into the knight's nub, Zohaar biting his bottom lip in a vain attempt to hold back further screams of pleasure. However, this was soon broken when the orc slammed inside him, it taking much more effort to shove his extra-thick python into the opening in that teat, the paladin's nipple having to stretch open even more widely around it as inch after inch was stuffed inside; soon both colossal slabs of meat were pushing inside Zohaar's breasts, his flow of milk being forced to weaken, though much did still manage to blast out around the invading cocks.

As the two hunky pirates pushed their enormous cocks further into the draenei's breasts, something odd was happening with his tail. The long, thick appendage of his seemed to spur to life, as if the paladin himself wasn't controlling it. It slipped around and under Zohaar's pants, the wide tip soon finding his hole and prodding it a few times, before happily plunging deep inside it in moments, the draenei screaming out even louder as his tail forced it's way inside him as deep as it could go, before it then began to pull back out, then drive back inside, fucking it's owner furiously. It really was getting all too much for the vindicator, and -then- he felt the already-massive tail begin to be pumped even bigger with blood, as if it was something else entirely. He didn't understand it, but he could feel it, his tail pushing out longer and thicker, the ridges that ran along it's length becoming more pronounced, and it's speed increasing. He was so distracted by it infact, that he hadn't even noticed that both men in front of him had hilted themselves inside him, revelling in the feeling of warm milk slosh about around their titanic, pulsating rods.

"Ngh, now fo' da best part," Rin'ji tightened his grip on that behemoth breast, then started to pull himself out of Zohaar, grunting as the huge nipple seemed to tighten if anything, as if it knew what was happening and was intent on doing some 'milking' of it's own. After the priest pulled most of his shaft free, he groaned and slammed it back inside, roaring out along with the paladin, and doing the same thing again and again, building a quick pace. Takrin was soon doing the same, which just as much zeal, and the feeling of having three massive appendages impaling him repeatedly was making it hard to hold back for the draenei. Zohaar's own monumental member was at full mast, half of it now lost between his enormous jugs, throbbing dangerously and unloading his plentiful preseed in that bottomless chasm that was his cleavage. His hips actually began to twitch, then rock, and pretty soon Zohaar was practically thrusting, forcing his monstrous cock back and forth between his own massive melons, tit-fucking himself, and from the look of pure bliss on his face, enjoying it -very- much.

Too overcome by pleasure, the draenei wasn't noticing the increasing tightness in his chest, due to the other men's cocks blocking most of his milk from escaping, and causing his giant breasts to be filled more and more. It was only when the tightness became so strong that it sent potent pangs of pleasure flowing across that expansive chest of his, that he registered it, and it also caused him to be thrown over the edge. With a bellowing roar, the draenei threw his head back and his colossal pillar of meat fired at full power, sending a deluge of thick, musky cum out over his chest, himself, and much of it splattering over the other two as well. Rin'ji and Takrin though would only notice the draenei had hit orgasm by the fact his nipples tightened considerably around there own mammoth cocks, and with some effort, the two managed to push themselves in fully, before unleashing their own torrents of hyper-potent, creamy seed. It was a tough job keeping themselves hilted, with the draenei's climax causing his milk to attempt to gush out even faster, but they remained plugged as they came, filling Zohaar's tits with their gallons of batter.

The paladin's roars grew louder though, as the buccaneers cum seemed to be having an odd reaction to his breasts. As they pumped out rope after rope of the stuff, the knight's chest pushed out just a little bit more, growing bigger with each wave of seed being forced into them. This combination of being filled even more, the extra weight being added to his bust, and just the sensation of his breasts expanding, caused his own cum to blast out in even greater quantities, the sheets of his bed soon lost under thick wads of cream, and all three of the men being slathered in the stuff. His climax was becoming so strong, that the two pirates were finally being forced back, their cocks being pushed out of Zohaar's chest by the sheer force of his milk, and when they were fully out, Rin'ji and Takrin themselves were catapulted back off their feet by the unbelievably-powerful jets of dairy, which combined with his cum, flooded the room in at least three feet of the lewd mixture, before he'd finally begin to calm down.

Eventually though Zohaar -did- manage to fully find relief, and his trio of geysers weakened and ceased, his tail also conveniently choosing then to slip out and lay limp once again on the bed. After catching his breath, and looking out over the 'devastation' his arousal had caused to the cabin, the knight blushed darkly and looked away awkwardly. Rin'ji and Takrin just picked themselves up, shaking themselves dry, but huge dollops of cum still clung to their bodies. They both flashed wicked grins to Zohaar, the troll speaking up, "Well well, now ah can see why da boss likes 'avin' ya 'round," and as if on cue, the cabin door opened and there in the doorway stood the always-so-studly Captain Mooncrest, peering down at the flood now washing past his legs, then looking up at Zohaar with a dashing smile.

"I'll be happy to see ya now, Zohaar," he winked slyly, Zohaar just reddening deeper as he sighed softly and picked himself up, heading to the door.