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Whitehoof - Chapter 3

By biodaemon2

"Are we there yet?" Erika whined loudly as the two figures moved along the dusty savannah road, the sun hanging high above the travelers. The temperature was growing to be almost unbearable, and Erika could feel the sweat pouring off her face.

"I need a break Cyli," Erika said again, shifting the massive pack strapped to her broad shoulders in a vain attempt to relieve some of the discomfort. "I don't know why I hafta carry all of your stuff."

The blood elf in front of the tauren spun suddenly, a long slender finger pointing angrily at Erika. "It's because you ruined my perfectly good potion and cost me a large sum of money in wasted materials!" she said darkly. "Plus, I'm the only one who can remove the effects, so you are going to do whatever I say."

Muttering under her breath, Erika nodded. "Ok, fine. But can we pleeeeeease stop for some water? I'm so hot underneath all these clothes!"

Cyli snorted, raising a graceful eyebrow. "Then why in the world are you wearing so many thick layers?" she asked in a faintly amused tone.

The young tauren blushed deeply as she looked down at herself, her lower body covered in multiple skirts and heavy wrappings to a ludicrous degree. "Y-You know why," she answered quietly, a faint blush on her face.

Rolling her eyes, Cyli pointed to a small dot of green in the distance. "Over there is an oasis. We can stop for a bit once we get to it." She turned to glare at Erika with her sharp green eyes. "But if I hear one more complaint, I'm going to cut out your tongue. Understand me?"

Gulping, Erika nodded.

"Good." Cyli added, turning around smartly and resuming her deliberate pace.

After a moment Erika followed, cursing her elven captor under her breath.

"I can hear that." Cyli said dangerously, causing a momentary flutter of fear to fill the tauren girl.

Closing her eyes, Erika began to imagine all the ways she would love to wipe the smile off of Cyli's smug face as she shambled after her.

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Sighing with relief Erika let the heavy pack slide off her sore and tired shoulders; the cool shade provided by the trees a soothing balm to her sun-baked and overheated body.

A few feet away Cyli allowed herself a smile of pleasure at being out of the sun. She was even more bothered by the constant sunlight than Erika, her pale skin burning very easily. But she would never allow her discomfort to show to an inferior being like that clumsy tauren child. She couldn't allow herself to ever show any weakness. Her long life had taught her that many times before.

Turning her head slightly, Cyli chuckled as she saw Erika begin to unwrap the many lengths of heavy cloth she had wrapped around herself in a desperate attempt to hide her magically grown 'endowment'. She had been insistent on the matter, not listening when Cyli had told her just how hot it would get out on the road or how stupid she was being. In the end Cyli had just left the silly girl to her work, not willing to argue with such a stubborn and immature individual.

Now Erika was desperate to free herself from her stifling coverings, her earlier shame and embarrassment forgotten as she tried to cool herself down. She tugged and pulled at the tightly wrapped clothes, discarding them in a blizzard of cotton and wool as the tauren shredded them with her strength.

The blood elf just grunted as the impetuous tauren destroyed her perfectly good coverings, not really surprised that Erika couldn't even think ahead. The cloth had been Erika's bedroll and other clothing and could easily have fetched a small sum at the port and would have allowed her to start paying back her debt to Cyli. "It's of no matter," she said in her own language as she let her eyelids lower, planning on catching a small nap as they waited out the hottest part of the day.

"Ha!" Erika said triumphantly, a small mountain of destroyed clothing littered around her feet. She was naked except for a small leather top to preserve her feminine modesty and a long loincloth that she would refuse to remove as she forced herself to not think about what dangled between her legs, what rubbed faintly against her thighs with ever step. . .

Shaking her head to dislodge that train of thought, Erika moved towards the large pond that formed the center for the oasis. The sunlight glittered brightly off the crystal clear surface of the pond, dancing on the water's small ripples like amber flames as brightly colored birds passed by over head. It was the image of paradise.

Sliding one hoof onto the water Erika closed her eyes and exhaled softly, the cool liquid a glorious sensation after so long in the burning sun. She stood there for a long moment as she savored the natural beauty of the oasis and let some of the troubles and fears of the past two days fade away. There was nothing that could trouble her now.

Erika's eyes shot open as she realized she had to pee.

Spotting a suitable group of large bushes a distance away, Erika reluctantly stepped from the water as she realized just how long it had been since she had relived herself. Hurrying to the spot she had chosen Erika pushed inside the cool semi-circle of colorful plants with urgency.

Erika quickly squatted down, letting out a soft moan of relief as her bladder slowly released its self. But she frowned as the flow felt. . . different.

Looking down Erika squawked as she saw the expanding wet spot on her loincloth as she urinated all over it, her bladder choosing to use her male parts instead.

"No no no!" Erika cried out in panic. Leaping to her feet Erika grabbed the loincloth, trying to pull it out of the line of fire as her bladder continued to drain from the end of her hated organ. The sudden movement caused the large cock to shake and move erratically, causing her stream to splatter across her legs. Erika turned a bright shade of red as embarrassment and shame filled her, only adding to the near constant feeling of worthlessness she had been suffering sense she had decided to eat the mysterious contents of that thrice-damned kettle.

"Why me?" she moaned, untying the soiled garment in utter defeat. Holding the loincloth out at arms length, she gave her magic tormenter a glare that would have given the forsaken pause.

Looking around, Erika tried to figure out what to do. "I can't go back to where Cyli is. That arrogant elf would never let me live down the fact that I couldn't even go relieve myself without screwing it up," Erika said to herself as she peeked her head out from the bushes.

Cyli looked as if she were asleep as Erika watched her carefully. Deciding that it was a good enough time, she crept out of the bushes and moved further down the water until she was out of sight of the blood elf.

Erika waded into the water again as she carried the loincloth with her, confident Cyli wouldn't be able to see her from where she was napping. The second the cool water touched the tip of her member Erika shivered, feeling it give a small twitch at the sensation. Ignoring it she continued to go deeper until her lower half was underneath the pristine water, the tauren's large body and very unstealthy movements creating large ripples on the previously calm surface.

Erika leaned over as she lowered the cloth into the water to clean it, picking it up and wringing it out before lowering it back in again and repeating the process. Eventually satisfied that she had it as clean as it was going to get, Erika draped the wet loincloth over a branch to let it dry before moving back into the water.

Slowly Erika began to rub her lower legs to try and clean herself off as her arms slowly worked their way up her body, trying to get herself as pristine as possible. She paused when her hands reached her knees, her blush returning as she realized that she needed to clean her maleness as well.

Gritting her teeth, she slowly raised her hands to brush tentatively along the shaft. The sensitive organ was almost hot in the cool water as she tried to ignore the strange feelings building within her as she continued to pull her hands along her flaccid length. Her grip grew tighter as her confidence built, her mind trying to fight against the pleasure as she forced her hands to continue to clean her throbbing shaft.

"It doesn't feel good. . . it doesn't feel good. . ." Erika repeated to herself like a protective prayer, feeling her penis beginning to respond to her touch despite the cool waters.

"What doesn't feel good?" a voice asked from behind her.

The tauren leapt straight up into the air in surprise and fear, her arms flailing wildly before she crashed into the water with a loud splash. Erika clambered to her feet, her vision blurred by the water dripping down from her face.

"W-Whose there?" she stammered as she desperately rubbed her eyes, trying to restore her vision.

As Erika blinked away the cloudiness she realized she heard someone laughing in a deep, melodious voice. A blurry shape slowly revealed itself into an amalgam of equine and humanoid standing just off the bank, the figure holding a hand over its veiled mouth as it giggled at the tauren's reaction.

"A little jumpy, aren't we?" the centaur asked with a humorous sparkle in her eyes. She had a spear loosely cradled in one hand that Erika could tell was ready to be used in a moment's notice despite the centaurs evident good nature.

"I am Baria of the Beastcaller clan" the centaur continued, neither party moving as the sized each other up. Erika cursed having left all her belongings back with Cyli, her hands clamped over her naked chest protectively. Behind the centaur a domesticated zhevra stood with a large number of baskets and containers on its back, a number of trinkets and other objects dangling from the ropes that held the entire load together.

"It is considered rude amongst out people not to give ones name when asked" Baria said lightly, her voice taking on a slightly harder edge.

"Oh! I, um, I am Erika Whitehoof" Erika stammered out, giving a slight bow.

Baria kept her eyes on the tauren for a long moment, before finally asking "What are you doing in our lands, Erika?"

Blinking, Erika's face fell. "I didn't mean to trespass! I was just looking to cool off from the heat!" she apologized quickly, wishing she was wearing her leather armor and had a weapon instead of standing naked in a pool of cold water.

The centaur took a few steps closer to the lake, gesturing with the spear. "Come out of the water, Erika. I think today just might be my lucky day. First a goblin's pack zhevra, and now a tauren" Baria said, a little of the earlier humor coming back into her eyes as she glanced back at the equine before turning her attention to Erika. "By the customs of my people and in the name of the great animal spirits, I claim you as my bonded servant until such time as I determine what shall be done with you," Baria spoke slowly as if repeating a memorized speech.

Erika coughed in surprise, getting an angry glare from Baria in response. "W-What?" she exclaimed in surprise.

"You were on my clans's ancestral lands without permission. Therefore I have the right to do with you as I please" Baria explained slowly. "Now come out of the water now before I kill you where you stand. I don't want to lose my first slave, but I will if I have to."

Cursing her luck Erika slowly climbed from the lake, the cool water cascading off her body in sparkling trails along her wet fur. Baria's eyes visibly widened as Erika's enormous member slowly slid from the waters to glisten in the bright sunlight.

Catching the centaur's expression Erika blushed deeply as her shame was revealed to another being, her penis still partially erect from her efforts to clean herself earlier.

"Drek'lath!" Baria exclaimed in surprise, caught off-guard by the sudden appearance of a male organ on an obviously female tauren, her mouth wide open in momentary shock before she shook her head.

"What is that?" she hissed, pointing at Erika's flaccid member that she was trying to hide behind her hands.

Hanging her head in defeat, Erika let out a long breath as her face burned red with embarrassment. "It's a... a p-penis" she tried to explain. "I have been cursed with this... this thing, and I don't know how to get rid of it. I can't even control It sometimes."

A dark expression momentarily flashed across Baria's face as she heard Erika's words, her hands gripping the spear tighter in consternation.

As both of them stood there in a long awkward silence, the magical nature of Erika's maleness began to spread through the air with slow tendrils of invisible energy. Baria felt a small tremor run down her spine as her body grew warmer as the lust magic of Erika's cock slowly increased the centaur's arousal with each breath.

"How big do you get?" Baria said suddenly, a distant hunger in her voice. Erika looked at the centaur with incomprehension, not sure if she hear the centaur right.

"How..." she said slowly before Baria interrupted her, stamping a hood impatiently and pointing the spear at the huntress.

"Show me how big you get now, slave!" she shouted at Erika angrily. Some of the color left Erika's face as embarrassment was replaced with momentary fear. The large hands that she had used to try and hide her shaft reached out to grip the slick sides of it as she obeyed the centaur's commands.

Tentatively Erika began to move her hands up and down her length effortlessly, the water dripping from the tip like diamonds in the vivid afternoon sun. Erika couldn't keep a moan from escaping her mouth as her cream-furred hands ran up and down her impressive ebony dick, her fingers running over each throbbing vein as her young body responded to her masturbation. Slowly her cock rose upwards as it filled with her blood and causing each movement of her hands to elicit a stronger thrill of pleasure.

Baria was enthralled by the tauren's maleness, the sheer size of it causing her mouth to go dry. She was a younger member of her clan, but had passed the trials of adulthood years ago and had been on hunts with the older centaurs numerous times. Baria had also been approached by the female caste of shamans, who had been interested in her latent magical abilities, something Baria had turned down to the horror of her parents. And although her beauty had ensured plenty of suitors Baria had never been with a male of her tribe, something that had ensured most in the clan considered her a very prudish woman. Except for her participation in the large clan hunts headed by the Khan himself Baria was a solitary individual who always hunted alone and placed her yurt on the edge of the clan's village, away from most others in her clan. She had learned long ago that she could never be close to other Beastcallers because of the dubious gift of the spirit gods. She didn't want anyone to know she was a drek'lath; a hermaphrodite.

As Erika's hands squeezed and rubbed along her cock Baria let out a soft moan of repressed lust as between her legs her own dick began to slide from its sheath, the mottled pink flesh of her maleness contrasting with the dark fur of her equine half as her female parts began to slowly trickle down her legs.

Baria looked to her side as the zhevra she had taken from the goblin merchant whinnied loudly as it pranced nervously and pawed at the dirt. As the animal spun around in an agitated manner Baria saw the beast's dark-toned sex leaking copious amounts of her juices from the obviously aroused pussy.

Grinning beneath her veil Baria moved towards the zhevra to take a firm hold of its bridle, using her spear to cut through the ropes holding the trade goods onto the animals back and letting them fall to the ground on either side of the zhevra.

Erika watched the centaur's movements carefully as she tried to figure out a way to escape. But the centaur never took her attention fully of the tauren and instead gestured to Erika with her spear, calling her over. Taking her hands off her shaft Erika was disgusted by how much she missed the feeling of her hands wrapped around her cock.

Following Baria's orders Erika moved towards the centaur as she turned the zhevra around to point its rear at Erika. Seeing the look in Baria's eyes Erika glanced down to the zhevra's rump and nearly stumbled, the groin of the animal dripping with its arousal.

"Can you not smell how much this beast wants you, Erika Whitehoof?" Baria asked as she ran a finger down the zhevra's slit and causing the equine to whinny again. Baria slid the wet finger beneath her veil to lick the finger clean, moaning softly.

Erika shook her head in denial, not wanting to believe what the centaur was asking. "No. P-Please no!" she whimpered even as the musky scent of the zhevra's desire began to fill Erika's nostrils, causing her painfully swollen erection to leak pre from her tip.

"Mount the beast, slave. You will do as I command!" Baria threatened Erika, her own member pulsing with need as she gripped her spear threateningly.

Erika tried to take a step back, to take her chances and flee, but to her absolute horror she felt herself moving towards the zhevra as her body responded to her maleness' demands. Sliding up behind the zhevra Erika rubbed her massive length along the equine's wet folds slowly, causing the female to lift her tail up and whinny before taking a half-step back to press her lips against Erika's pole.

"Please, don't make me do this!" Erik pleaded to her captor, tears in her eyes as she felt her tip pressed into the outermost reaches of the zhevra's nethers.

Laughing, Baria leered at the tauren as her free hand began to play with her naked bust, the other never leaving her spear. "Ok then, slave. If you can refrain from mating with this beast, you are free to go. You are the only one who can decide whether or not to fuck the zhevra."

Erika's face lit up at this as the centaur slid her spear into a small holding spot on the leather straps that wrapped around the Baria's horse half, the harness also holding up a small white cloth that covered her rear and was festooned with tools and fetishes. But as Erika tried to take a step backwards, her feet were unresponsive. Instead Erika continued to run her two-feet of girl-cock against the zhevra's sex and sending shivers of electric pleasure up her spine.

Shaking her head Erika tried to move again before slowly realizing that she didn't want to leave. The feeling of a warm vagina against her sensitive member was something Erika never wanted to stop feeling.

"I c-c-cant s-stop!" she stammered as her libido took over. Place her hands firmly on the zhevra's rump, Erika gave a hard thrust to drive her girth into the beasts tight folds. She screamed loudly as the magnificent sensation of the zhevra's warm sex engulfed her cock, a scream filled with self-loathing as Erika found herself unable to stop from mounting a mere animal, willingly breaking one of the biggest taboos of tauren culture.

"Oh gods yes!" she shouted as her veined shaft was squeezed by the mare's muscles as the zhevra whinnied in approval, the sensation of such a large penis stretching her walls causing her to flick her head from side to side happily.

Pulling back with a wet slurp Erika gave another thrust, her hips driving forward to push herself even deeper into the mare's delicious sex.

Baria was pinched and groped her own breasts as she watched her slave give in to her desire, her own erect horse-cock barely hidden by the small covering she wore on her backside to keep others from discovering her secret. She had never imagined that she would ever find another like herself, another who knew what the weight of such incredible shame felt. The clan's shamans had mentioned that the drek'lath were a gift unto the clan from the fertility spirits, but Baria knew that if she were to reveal herself to the clan as one she would never be treated normally again.

The years of hiding her true self from friends and family had made the centaur bitter, and the thought of having one being that would suffer even greater indignity that she had felt over the years was euphoric for Baria.

Watching Erika's movements gave Baria an idea. Reaching back to her side she plucked her spear from its holster, spinning the long wooden shaft around to point the curved base towards Erika's rear.

Baria laughed as she drove the smooth wooden shaft of her spear into Erika's sex, the hefty weapon spreading the tauren's sopping wet cunt and making Erika go weak at the knees.

Gasping, Erika ground her hips down onto the spear before giving another thrust, each time able to force almost her entire length into the zhevra before she hit a barrier. The bliss of filling the mare while her own fem-sex was probed by the smooth spear was too much for the huntress.

Crying out wordlessly Erika bellowed like a bull as she came, her massive shaft jerking and throbbing as she shot hot streams of her seed into the zhevra's sex, the magically fueled cock pumping gallons into the mare's womb and causing spurts of Erika's spunk to shoot from around her dick to coat her hips.

Erika's womanhood trembled and spasmed as it exploded as well, her hot juices running down the shaft to pool on Baria's hand as Baria came with her, the centaur's dick shooting all over the dirt beneath her as she emptied her balls.

The mare whinnied as it felt the hot seed of her mate fill her womb to its limits, the heavy semen stretching it slightly as the excess poured out from around the sides of Erika's thick cock.

As she finally stopped cumming Erika collapsed across the back of the zhevra mare, her large penis still shoved into the zhevra's snatch as she basked in the afterglow. Feeling Baria pull the spear from her cunny Erika turned to look at the centaur as she undid one side of her veil, revealing her tanned face.

Leaning her head back Baria opened her mouth as she slid the fluid coated spear-shaft between her lips, the length of it disappearing down the centaur's throat as Baria cleaned her weapon of Erika's delicious juice, easily taking a large portion of the weapon orally.

Erika was amazed at how much Baria could fit down her throat, but could do nothing but mutter a soft "wow."

Sliding the spear free Baria looked down at Erika with a smile that caused Erika to shiver. "I think you will make a great slave" she said as she licked the end of the spear shaft clean.