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“To think that you’d still be out here farming your own consumables with that reputation of yours. I guess you don’t get rich by wasting all your gold.” Lorali Duskthorn said all of this to her rival, Anania Flarebirth after having just bested her in combat. Both of these women were survival hunters, but the smaller of the two proved to be inferior.“You jumped me when I was at low health. When we meet again this won’t be how it turns out. Go on then, take your honor and let me get back to doing shit.” Anania was aggravated to say the least, but the blonde haired, very fair skinned blood elf was not scared of dying. She’d led her guild into the hardest dungeons and was currently struggling to down M’uru. Hell, she’d died over fifty times yesterday so this wasn’t that big of a deal.“I’ve killed you more than enough times. I don’t even know why I still get honor for it. I’ve been ganking you since we both started out. From my home in Ashenvale to the outskirts of Netherstorm. Your bones are embedded into every continent back home.” Lorali said all of this as she was circling her mark, who had been caught in a typical rope trap that saw her dangling from one of the huge mushrooms that were all over Zangar.What Lorali said was all true, of course. The two elves had known one another for years at this point and it was common knowledge across the server that they were rivals. Both were guild leaders and both went back and forth for the highest rank in PVP for their respective faction, which saw them commanding armies through Alterac and Arathi Basin daily. Despite how Lorali spoke, the rivalry was rather even with Anania currently in the lead when it came to kills. Additionally, Anania was further ahead in PVE as Lorali’s guild hadn’t even started Sunwell yet.“I’ve left you to rot on plenty of battlefields. If I was in my PVP gear you’d have been wasted. But, that’s life.” Anania had been totally disarmed and only had her tongue to take jabs at Lorali with. “God forbid you fight me in the arena when I’m fully prepared for you. You’ve got more in common with your average Forsaken than your Night Elven kin. No honor at all.”Lorali Duskthorn: COPE COPE COPE COPE COPE LOOOOOOOOOOLLorali started shouting in local chat so that everyone could hear about what she’d done.Lorali Duskthorn: THE HORDE’S BEST GUILD LEADER EVER OUTMATCHED ONCE AGAIN. ANY MEMBERS OF ANANIA’S CHOSEN WANT TO COME AND HELP HER OUT???///“I do have guildies out here. I think they’re AFK though. Also, don’t you ever get tired of making an ass of yourself?” Anania asked her opponent.“Stupid question. I love humiliating you. I’d make a fool of myself so long as I could see you blushing and losing face in front of your guild. Mine’s full of jokers that enjoy this sort of stuff… Which might be why we’re lagging behind you in progression. Aha.” Lorali proved that she had some self awareness with her words, but didn’t cut Anania down or kill her. Instead she continued walking around the elf, who was suspended by one ankle in the air, her weapons in the grass beneath her.A proper blood elf, Anania Flarebirth had the same ego and pride that every other had. Their race was the best in their eyes, and Night Elves especially were about as savage as orcs to them. Anania’s long locks were tied up in a ponytail that hung towards the ground in a silly looking fashion since she was upside down. A proper guild leader and hunter extraordinaire, she was wearing several pieces of tier six gear with some other, lower tiered pieces for their set bonuses - tier six was infamously inadequate for survival hunters, but looking like the baddest ass on the server was half the point.“You can love humiliating me all you want, you’ll never run a premiere, top of the server guild like I do. Plus you’ll always be an Alliance dog so there isn’t really anything for you to hold over me.” Anania was annoyed that she didn’t have a boot dagger equipped to cut herself down with. She really was beat up anyway, so she’d have lost regardless.“You see, that’s the thing though. I don’t care if I run a top guild. I know you’re proud of it and do interviews with people who ask about all the new baddies only you’ve fought. I don’t give a damn about that. I like PVP more. But…” Lorali paused her pacing and faced Anania, looking into the woman’s rich, green eyes. “I’ve sorta wanted to do something to you that really cements my superiority. I had to workshop a lot of ideas but I finally worked something out with my mage friend and a nifty little glitch in the system.”When Lorali finished speaking, she put her bow on her back with her halberd and reached into her backpack, which was on the ground. From inside of it, she produced a small, UFO shaped trinket that was glowing a deep, rich pink. It appeared to be made out of condensed mana and something that could be attached to another person or object.“Oh no, another gay little toy courtesy Lorali’s idiotic friends.” Anania wasn’t surprised to see this. She’d been subjected to enchantments, engineering devices and cursed weapons numerous times by Lorali. She was growing so tired of the upstart in her tier four armor and engineering goggles that she’d have bitten down on a cyanide capsule the moment she saw a new trinket enter the situation.“Not just any gay little toy. This thing’s going to completely ruin you.” Lorali replied, and proceeded to knock off each piece of her foe’s armor one by one until Anania was wearing nothing but her jet black, under armor. After that, she removed her own codpiece and took off her panties, exposing her purple furred, sweaty cunt to the blood elf.“Excuse me?!” Anania exclaimed. Never before had anyone been able to remove their under armor, but somehow Lorali had managed it. The black padded underwear she wore was soaking wet and strands of femcum kept them tethered to her sex.“See? You don’t know everything.” Lorali stated, very haughty about it. After that, she dropped the pink, glowing thing into her underwear and it began merging with her plump pussy. Shortly thereafter, a loud sucking sound started coming from her clam as the pink trinket opened, coming across as a portal. However, all the sucking was going into Lorali and gradually Anania’s body started to get sucked into the vortex - face first.“What in the fuck is this you degenerate pervert!?” Anania’s tone was finally starting to change. “This isn’t Goldshire you fucking weirdo enough of thi-” As her complaints grew louder, Anania’s face was sucked into the portal and she was silenced temporarily. A swing from Lorali’s halberd saw the rest of the blood elf chopped down and sent deep into the portal as well. Once she was fully captured and tucked into the hammer space inside of Lorali’s hips, the sucking stopped completely.Soulbinder: Your target tried to yell. Message was silenced.Soulbinder: Your target tried to yell. Message was silenced.Soulbinder: Your target tried to yell. Message was silenced.Soulbinder: Your target spoke in guild chat.“It worked. It actually worked. Bwahahahaha!” Lorali was ecstatic and put her hands on her hips while she threw her head back and laughed raucously.Lorali Duskthorn: I GOT HER! I ACTUALLY GOT YOUR GUILD LEADER! BURKEKLMAO!!!Soulbinder: Your target spoke in guild chat.“Gonna tell em’ what happened?” Lorali asked. “Because we are so far from done.” Everything was going exactly as the purple twintail sporting Night Elf huntress had hoped. From Anania’s perspective, things had gotten somewhat strange.Anania could still see her HUD and chat. She could still open all her relevant menus, but she couldn’t see Zangarmarsh. All she could see was a huge pink heart that was pulsing in the center of her field of view.Soulbinder: Unable to yell. Your message was silenced.Soulbinder: Unable to yell. Your message was silenced.Soulbinder: Unable to yell. Your message was silenced.Was the message that Anania received when she tried yelling. She simply hit enter and put a smiley face into guild chat after that to make sure she could still use it. She did have to plan a raid tonight, so she hoped that Lorali’s stupid game wouldn’t hold her up too much. That said, whatever was going on was completely new to her and she wasn’t sure how to feel about it.Soulbinder: A new form has been chosen for you by your owner. Polymorphing.Seriously what the fuck is this!? I hate this woman so much it’s unreal. I wish I didn’t roll on such a PVP focused server when I was younger… Anania didn’t want to give Lorali any attention so she remained lost in thought while this curse, or whatever was going on, ran its course.“Come on. Tell me what you see. I’ve never been the victim of this sort of trinket before. …Nor has anyone else. Hehe.” Lorali continued to laugh, but she also had the presence of mind to know that she was in danger, so she started squeezing her hearthstone.“I can’t see anything and I can’t yell…” Anania admitted, then quickly checked to see if there was anything else she could do. As she was opening and closing windows she opened her character sheet, then closed it, only to immediately reopen it. On her character screen there was no longer a picture of her elven self. It was replaced with a massive, sweaty, steaming slab of pale cockmeat and two heavy, hanging balls. The cock pictured here was completely soft and the foreskin coating it bundled up at the tip in a little ring, fully hiding the glans inside of it. Her class was still listed as a level seventy hunter, but all of her equipment was gone. She began to panic as she was sent to Lorali’s hearthstone location, which happened to be Sylvanaar, and started mashing her skills.Silenced.Silenced.Silenced.Silenced.Silenced.Silenced.Silenced.Silenced.Silenced.Silenced.Silenced.Silenced.Silenced.Silenced.Silenced.Silenced.Silenced.Silenced.Silenced.Silenced.“What in the fuck is going on!? I can’t even open my bags….!” Anania sounded genuinely shocked. “Where’s my gear and why is THAT THING in my character information!?”“Oh it shows up there too huh?” Lorali asked. “That must be super embarrassing. I wonder if it’ll be that way on the Armory.”“This isn’t funny at all, Lorali. I have so much shit to do today. Please-” As Anania was pleading, the pink shroud enveloping her field of view started to wane and fade to darkness. After that, she heard some shuffling and realized she was trapped inside of something, then the empty bedroom that Lorali called home was unveiled to her all at once. She was significantly shorter than she normally was though, so she tried to move her arms to feel her head. None of her limbs responded to her however. Curious, she attempted to speak in local chat.Soulbinder: Unable to talk. Your message was silenced.“What have you done!? Please, please, please don’t tell me my armor’s gone!” Anania was desperate now. “I can’t disenchant it if it’s soulbound to you. It’ll lay out there in Zangar until you get free or lose the soulbind with it. As for what I’ve done to you, isn’t that obvious?” Lorali asked as one of her large, purple hands came down in front of Anania’s face. “Open that character screen again and take a long, hard look at the new you.” Obviously the blood elf refused to do that.“Nope. Not a real thing, kay, thanks.” The embarrassment that Anania was feeling was overwhelming, but it was only going to get worse. “Change me back quick?” She asked, playfully.“Nope. I couldn’t even if I wanted to. Your transformation will last for at least three hours. Open your skill book and tell me what you see.” Lorali demanded. With little else to do, Anania did so but at the same time, new skills were being added to her book.Swell has been learned. A weak gesture that builds combo points.Throb has been learned. A mid strength gesture that builds combo points.Ejaculate has been learned. Finisher. Only usable with enough combo points.Self Cleanse has been learned. Spend your own mana to purify your skin. Helpful if your owner doesn’t bathe much.Struggle has been learned. This may be used once a day. There is a 0.25% chance that you will immediately escape your form. You will return to your home at the level you have been reduced to.Surrender has been learned. Using this action will forever lock you in your current form. This cannot be undone, even by administrators.You’ve gained the ability to build up combo points. These will be displayed under your mana bar.You’ve gained the passive ability Soulbound. You have been bound to your owner until you free yourself or they delete you. Body parts cannot be disenchanted.You’ve gained the passive ability Mana Battery. Your owner can siphon mana from you whenever they want to. Mana Funnel has been learned. This ability allows you to feed mana to your owner willingly.You have become a level seventy female Night Elf Hunter! Congratulations!The massive flood of all of this information was overstimulating for Anania to say the least, but that wasn’t the end of it. She was so ashamed of what was going on that she slammed her skillbook, unwilling to even look at the new ‘spells’ she’d just learned. About to complain, she felt Lorali’s hands touching her form, and she was furious that the touching felt very, very good. She started mashing her skills again, which gave the expected result.Silenced.Silenced.Silenced.“I chose this place because nobody comes here. I didn’t want to have to explain to anyone why I was talking to myself. They wouldn’t believe that I’ve got the best geared blood elf on the server trapped between my legs. Have you told your guild what’s happened yet?” Lorali asked as her fingers dug into Anania’s fleshy, sweaty, pale white form.“No, and I obviously won’t! I’ll just log off for three hours and come back on here when I’m free!” Anania stated, confident in her plan. Sadly, as she tried to shut everything down, she was greeted with another message.Logging off. 2 hours and 59 minutes remain.“ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME, WHAT IN THE ACTUAL FUCK!? ARGGGGGG!!!!” Anania screamed this at Lorali. In response, the Night Elf grabbed a mirror and held it down in front of her mark, who gave up on logging off.Anania could see herself completely, despite not having eyes. She looked exactly like that white, sweaty cock in her character screen, which she opened briefly to compare herself to - it was her. It was strange that she could feel every bit of her new body sort of like it was her old form. There was no real discomfort here like this at all, but her flesh was all terribly sensitive. Aside from the hefty foreskin and veins all over her, there were two green dots on her sack, one at the bottom of each of her balls that were the same color as her eyes had been. Perhaps most interesting, was that her skin color had overtaken Lorali’s entire crotch, turning it white. That white flesh did bleed into the dark purple that Night Elves were known for though, around the thighs and belly.“I know, this is pretty wild. I don’t really know what my friend set up in that trinket but I’m loving the results. Why don’t you swell for me?” Lorali asked, half joking.“AS IF! FUCK YOU! I’m not even looking at any of those spells. FUCK OFF.” Anania barked back at her captor.“Hey, is everything okay? We tried to find you in Zangar but we couldn’t.” This message was from Tokes, the woman who ranked under Anania in her guild. Anania was quick to reply and let her friend know that she’d be fine to raid, but…Soulbinder: Unable to whisper anyone but your owner. Your message was silenced.“Oh, still trying to reach out to others are you?” Lorali asked. “You know, I can just tell Tokes what happened if you want.” She also made it clear to her victim that she knew who they were trying to communicate with, jilting her and making her unwilling to try whispering anyone else.“Please don’t do that. She wouldn’t believe you anyway. So actually do whatever you want!” Anania tried to feign disinterest.“Okay, I’ll beat her and then plant you against her mouth. Let her suck on you a whole bunch.” Lorali knew that, and responded accordingly.“DON’T YOU DARE! ARG!” Anania was so flustered and upset, but at the same time she was undeniably aroused.Lorali laughed at Anania again then set the mirror down on her bed, which she took a seat on. She was still dressed in tier four, minutes the helmet and crotch piece, both of which teleported with her back home and settled themselves on her desk. She took her long nailed, pretty little fingers and started to stroke and work Anania over with both hands. It wasn’t long before, against her will, the transformed blood elf started to fatten up. The pleasure she felt skyrocketed as well, as she noticed her mana starting to go down.“It feels good taking from you. Using all your mana to make my cock larger. I never imagined I’d have this level of control over you. I love it.” Lorali said while pumping her semi-hard cock faster and faster.“S-stop… Stop…!” Anania was subjected to intense pleasure that she couldn’t shake. She begged for her owner to stop, but that wasn’t going to happen. Lorali knew how fucked her greatest rival was if things stayed like this, and she didn’t plan on ever letting the poor blood elf go.“I’ve got three hours to do whatever I want with you. You said you raid tonight?” Lorali asked, but continued. “I’ll see if I can’t ruin that for you and your guild. I know you’re such a control freak that they won’t even try and run Sunwell without you there to lead them.”Kuh, she’s right, but I’m not going to tell her that. There’s gotta be something I can do to get out of here. Feign death.Silenced.DAMMIT. I don’t even have my PVP trinket on anymore. I don’t have any stats… Anania was coping with her situation and trying to distract herself from the growing pleasure she felt. However, as she grew plumper and her mana fell below the halfway point, she began to become mentally addled.“Hey just checking in to see about the raid tonight. I wanted to discuss new strats!” The one messaging Anania now was the priest class leader in her guild, Natalie - another Night Elf. She sent a response without thinking.Soulbinder: Unable to whisper anyone but your owner. Your message was silenced.“Fucking change this right now Lorali! This isn’t funny at all!” Anania shouted at her captor, who hummed and continued stroking away at her. The larger Anania got, the harder it was for her to think and by the time she was fully erect at a generous foot in length, she was struggling to remember guildmates’ names. “Please help… Can’t… Can’t… Think hard… Gonna pop….”“You’re not gonna pop. Cocks don’t pop. I don’t even want to think about how bad that’d feel. I do like having one, I’ve always wanted one - Night Elves and Draenei should have all been born with cocks. I wouldn’t say it’s more arousing than my pussy was, but since I like dick more than pussy, it’s sort of self perpetuating when it comes to getting turned on. If I’m horny, I can just look at my rival and get even hornier.” Lorali was now fully erect, and began stroking her shaft rapidly while she spoke. “You can always struggle. What were the odds on that, like twenty percent?” She asked.Uhg, uhg, uhg, it’s getting harder to think. I can feel her hands wrapped around me, it’s maddening. I want out of here… I don’t want to have her cum flowing through me. At least I can’t smell or taste anything, that’d be truly unbearable I’m sure. Night Elves are nearly feral - I bet Lorali doesn’t even wear perfume. It was definitely easier for Anania to form words that only she heard in her head than it was to communicate with Lorali, so she stopped trying to now that she knew the woman wasn’t going to listen to her. I’ve just gotta ride out the storm. Then I have to travel with escorts so nothing like this happens again!“You know, it wouldn’t kill you to humor me a little bit. You don’t have to be that serious. One swell would have gone a long way. No matter I suppose. Unf, huff, this thing is huge, I love it!” Lorali continued to jerk off, and both she and her victim could tell that she was getting close. “Not… Helping… You…” Anania managed to mutter as she opened up her character sheet again. Just like she suspected, the 3D representation of her there was flared, fully erect, and had two Night Elf hands rubbing her from tip to base. Because she had yet to unlock her new class, most of the pleasures of cockhood were lost to her, but they wouldn’t be forever. Anania closed the character sheet and opened up the skills tab while the wet, slippery sound of her owner’s fist fucking continued to fill her nonexistent ears.I should at least struggle. Why does it say this is only usable once a day if my transformation is going to last three hours tops? Anania questioned the maker of the trinket that made her like this, but put Struggle onto her hotbar. She was about to click it when she felt an extreme heat rushing through her. Her head throbbed into a completely rock solid state and her mind went blank as cum blasted out of her face. All of that creamy, Kaldorei butter flew forward onto the floor and for several seconds Anania was moaning in bliss. She felt unbelievably good, so good in fact that she couldn’t compare how she felt in that moment to anything else. Nothing beat it, and her entire form was wracked with an orgasm that saw another ten loads flying out of her face. Thanks to how much of her had been converted into foreskin, by the time she finished nutting and softened slightly, cum was coating and dripping off of her tight ‘outfit’ of flesh. Only the smallest portion of her arrowhead was peeking out of her pale sweater. It was here in this state that her mind came back online and she was able to think clearly once more.“Fuck yea that was good. I wanna nut again!” Lorali stated quite plainly. Thankfully, since this cock was a magical one, it had no need for refractory periods, and remained quite plump.“Th-that was…” Anania didn’t want to admit it, but she had no choice. “That was unbelievable…” She was in such an afterglow that she didn’t really mind telling this to her captor. There’d always been a comradery between them even if they were technically foes. Neither woman was above telling the other that they were impressed when either did something genuinely impressive.“Whew, you’re telling me. I’m gonna drain you dry bitch.” Lorali teasingly said to her rival and went right back to stroking.Kuh, if I’m going to be subjected to this for three hours I’ll just ignore whispers and guild chat. And… Maybe I’ll take a look at the spells I learned… Anania thought. Now that she understood how pleasurable this form was and had an excuse to embrace it until the timer ran out, she reopened her spellbook and bound a all the spells to her bars besides the dangerous one that she was terrified to even look at. I’m definitely not staying like this, so we aren’t binding that one, obviously… It doesn’t feel THAT good. Swell, throb and ejaculate. Does that mean I can make her nut when I want to? Huh…While Lorali was working her prick towards another creamy eruption, Anania worked up the courage to click swell. The second she did, her crown flared hard, making her feel light-headed or drunk. If she wasn’t literally tied to Lorali at the hips and was instead human, she’d have fallen right onto her face. Since she was a dick, she stayed level and felt Lorali’s fingers spread apart on account of how much she made herself swell. Ehehe, that felt nice too… Now a throb… N-none of these skills have a cooldown either…Much like when Anania hit swell, when she clicked throb she was filled with mind numbing pleasure. This stronger skill also so her wresting control away from the inexperienced Lorali, causing her upper deck to slam upwards into the muscular Night Elf’s abs with a WHAP! Lorali was aware of why this happened though, because she was told by her combat log what spells her cock was using. What followed pleased her immensely.Unf, fuck! It feels so good using these skills! Swell! Swell! Throb, throb, throb! Yes, fuck, THROB, THROB, THROB!!!! I WANNA CUM, THROB, THROB, THROB!!! Uhg, I’m gonna get addicted to this! Swell, swell, swell, yes, yes, yes! Anania was losing it as both she and her owner neared an orgasm. She also noted that her entire combo bar was lit up and glowing golden, so she did the only obvious thing and clicked her next button. Ejaculate had a fifteen minute cooldown, she learned, but what happened right after that she could barely process.“Gwoooo! UWOH!!! SPLURT, SPLURTING, SPLURTIES, CUMMING!!!” Anania said this with great shame but her brain was technically all cockmeat now, so she had an excuse. Once again rope after virile rope of load flew out of Anania’s face. This time around, things were very different because she was the one who dictated when it was time to cum, surprising Lorali but making her feel plenty good in the process.Level down! Your level has decreased to 69!You have unlearned Misdirection.Your riding skill has been reduced to Journeyman.Level down! Your level has decreased to 68!Level down! Your level has decreased to 67!You have unlearned Snake Trap.Level down! Your level has decreased to 66!Level down! Your level has decreased to 65!You have unlearned Kill Command.Level down! Your level has decreased to 64!Level down! Your level has decreased to 63!You have unlearned Aspect of the Viper.Level down! Your level has decreased to 62!Level down! Your level has decreased to 61!You have unlearned Steady Shot.Level down! Your level has decreased to 60!Sag has been learned. Using this when your owner needs added fire resistance applies some, but you fall further from their body.Flex has been learned. A medium gesture that helps build combo points for a faster orgasm.“Yes. YES. YESSSSSSS!!!!” Lorali’s eyes went wide as she said this dominantly. She could see in her log what was transpiring and the satisfaction of literally stealing time spent from her rival filled her with immense pleasure. Already if Anania managed to escape, she’d have to level again, which meant she was free honor. She’d also have to explain what was going on to her guild now, as she’d never be able to make the raid tonight.“...” Anania didn’t have words for the loss she felt, which was somehow still less tangible than the pleasure she was awash with. She continued to moan as load dripped out of her tip, unwilling to believe that she’d just lost ten levels. Mortified, she opened her character sheet to see that indeed had. “N-no…!”“Yes. And we’re going to shed all fifty-nine of your other levels too. When I’m done with you, you’ll be my cock forever - and you’ll love it. But I’ll love showing you off to all your friends more and explaining to them that life between my thighs was better than a life leading them. You’re fucked Anania.” Lorali was ruthless with her words, and they cut deep. So deep in fact, that Anania went right for the struggle icon.Struggle failed! Next struggle chance is 0.2488889%. 155 gold has been deducted from your bags. You may attempt another struggle in 24 hours.“Oh, and it funnels your gold to me too?” Lorali was genuinely surprised by this feature. “A shame I can’t get it faster. You’ve been the richest bitch on this server for so long...”This can’t be happening. It doesn’t matter, it doesn’t matter. I’ll just stop pushing buttons and fucking let this curse expire. It must have been a half an hour already right? Anania hadn’t been keeping track of time so she went to log out again so she could see how much time had passed.Logging off. 288 hours and 35 minutes remain.What. The. Fuck. Anania closed out the timer and reopened it a dozen times. It kept reading the same time. A fire was lit inside of her that made her shake off all the pleasure she was being forced to feel, but her work towards a class change brought with it even more consequences. Slowly at first she was able to taste something salty. Then as the seconds passed she realized that she was tasting cum and cocksweat, the latter of which tasted kind of like her own skin when she licked it in the past. Stay calm. Stay calm. Don’t share any of this with Lorali and keep your cool. Don’t let her see you panicking.“So it takes all your time played at each level lost and adds that to your duration. If you didn’t have so many alts you’d have been stuck a lot longer. Better not slip below level sixty. That’d add quite a few months to your time down there, won’t it?” Lorali asked.“This isn’t a big deal. It’s surely not true - there isn’t experience loss in this game. The devs wouldn’t ever include something like this, it’s not… It’s nothing to worry about. And my guild will be fine without me for a day or two - however long it takes for me to unfuck my situation.” Anania was trying her damndest to sound strong, but there was a light cracking in her voice.“I’m sure you’ll figure it out. Anyway, all I wanted was to stunt you bad. I achieved that, so now it’s off to kill some more Hordies. Don’t think I’m done taunting and teasing you though. If I can get you to lose your next level, god. Even thinking about it makes me hot and bothered.” When Lorali finished speaking, she redid her black body armor over Anania and sealed the cock inside of her clothes. Unlike earlier when she first popped out of her owner’s groin, Anania’s world didn’t go dark. Instead her perspective shifted in a way that put her lower than Lorali’s bulge, but angled up towards it. Nothing she did could shift her view so she was forced to look at the Night Elf’s swollen bulge… Which was her. She still felt everything as though she was a pair of sagging balls and a flaccid, foreskin wrapped rod though. It was perplexing to say the least, but she imagined her soul was floating just outside of her new body, possibly forced to do this by Lorali to further humiliate her. It was working.After Lorali got dressed back into her armor, she stood up, mounted her gryphon and started to fly around Outland in search of gankable losers. While that transpired, Anania was smothered by sweaty, sour tasting crotch padding. Uhg this is gross. At least I can’t smell her. I feel like a mummy. Her body suit is so tight under that mail, it’s like I’m being pushed back into your crotch. Think, think, think. There’s got to be some way out of this…! Anania’s thoughts raced as she remained largely ignored for over an hour. It felt like a lifetime to her, and as more sweat and body oil piled onto the bored, frustrated elf-turned-cock, she reopened her skill menu. She put Self Cleanse on her action bar and clicked it. True to the spells description, it burned about five percent of her fully regenerated mana and in a flash cleansed her of sweat, precum, old jizz and oil. She felt utterly refreshed in fact, and finally a little hopeful about her situation. Upon using the spell, she also noticed that her purple XP bar was drained about as much as her mana was. I see, so I can’t even use this ability too much or I’ll go below sixty. Sigh.“Oh, thanks for that hun. You tidied yourself up just in time too.” Lorali said as she felt the refreshing cleansing of her cock and balls quite quickly.“In time for what?” Anania asked. With her perspective locked on her form, she couldn’t see who Lorali was dismounting to battle. She did hear the woman’s voice as they were wing clipped though.“Are you fucking kidding me!” Tokes shouted as she was shot and kited. Lorali sprinted away from the warrior, causing Anania to rub and bounce all over her thighs. The poor cock hadn’t been bounced around and used like this yet, as all of Lorali’s previous kills had been single shot affairs.“C’mon and get me. What’s the matter, out here with your pants down like your guild leader was in Zangar?” Lorali taunted her target, which only stoked Anania’s hatred faster. Anania knew that her captor wouldn’t have picked a fight with Tokes if the troll warrior wasn’t low on health.“Leave her alone. You’ve got me, you don’t have to keep fucking with my guild.” Anania said, melancholy present in her voice. “I don’t have to do anything, including listening to you. I’m a free agent, like everyone else in my guild! We do what we want, and I want to show you off to your best friend.” Lorali’s last comment made Anania’s skin crawl. She even started to swell slightly between her owner’s thighs she was so pissed off.Rathy: Do you want me to come to hellfire and help you Jingles: xdTokes: no, its just Lorali’s usual bs dont waste your timeAnania could still read her guild chat, and was pleased to see that everyone was still talkative and active. She was also glad that people stopped asking about her. While she was reading chat she continued to bounce around but she eventually came to a stop at the same time she heard a freezing trap going off. Once again her perspective shifted to being back inside of Lorali’s trousers. She saw all black for a few seconds then Hellfire Peninsula, and her frozen friend, shortly thereafter.“None of you guys wear your PVP trinkets when you’re farming huh?” Lorali asked as she grabbed Anania’s base and started slapping her from thigh to thigh, stiffening her up some.“I don’t really like PVP so I don’t have one. We’re usually busy killing pitlords and shit instead of each other.” Tokes replied. It was only after the blue haired troll spoke that Anania realized her entire face was outside of the giant mound of ice her body was trapped in. She was low to the ground and looked like she was caught mid charge towards Lorali.“Yap, yap. ‘We’re pro MLG raiders!’ I know, I hear it all the time. Didn’t ask, don’t care.” Lorali ramped up her arrogance now that she was talking to someone she had yet to fully dominate. “Like the new me?” She asked.“Do I like your freakishly pale, pathetic futa cock?” Tokes asked, cracking a smile. “It looks on brand for someone like you. Jealous of other races having better equipment? Were you compensating this entire time in PVP for what you lacked and had to steal or grow on your own?” These comments genuinely pissed off Lorali, who stomped over to her target and slapped her in the face. “Pahahaha, I hit a nerve it seems.”“Please don’t touch her with me. And please don’t tell her why your cock’s pale.” Anania still thought that Tokes wouldn’t believe Lorali even if she was told, but made these requests regardless.“Fine. I won’t do either of those things if you help me nut like the good cock you are.” Lorali stated plainly. As these were in whispers, Tokes couldn’t hear their conversation, whereas Tokes and Lorali’s was in public.“You know I can’t do that! If I slip past sixty I’ll be stuck here until Wrath comes out!” Anania whined.“Then I’ll tell her what’s become of you while I’m rubbing your tip into her pretty lips and cheeks. How’s that sound?” Lorali asked.“DO NOT DO THAT. I can’t help you!” Anania was trembling. Her entire, meaty, shameful form only started growing larger. She might not be damned by a longer stay here if she was brought to orgasm by her owner, but she’d still feel just as good as she had during her other climaxes.“It puts me at ease to know that if you’re out here fucking with me, Anania’s free to farm. You should keep stunlocking me for the next couple hours so she can keep making bank for our guild.” Tokes sounded so confident. Her suggestion put Anania at ease for a moment, as it implied her friend had no idea what had happened to her.“Oh I got bored of her. But I can always go back to fucking with her if she doesn’t do what I want her to do.” Lorali squeezed down hard around her cock tip, causing Anania to feel slight discomfort at being deformed in her softer state. Gradually as she was molested she started to get harder and harder. The flow of blood into her new form made her head feel foggy and stuffy again. Her body grew more sensitive, and before she knew it she was fully erect and throbbing in the air towards Tokes.“What’s that supposed to mean?” Tokes asked. “Anania would never do what you tell her to do, haha.”“You might be right. But if you are, things are only going to get worse for the little blood elf hunter.” Lorali was dangerously close to revealing what had happened to Anania, and the blood elf caved.Swell, swell, swell. And with each of these meager actions, Anania’s XP bar drained another five percent. “I’ll help you get there, but I won’t ejaculate for you, okay!?” She asked her owner. “I’ll swell and throb for you until you nut on your own, just don’t-” As the hunter was bargaining with her owner, said owner rubbed her swollen, hot pink tip right into Tokes’ nostrils. The troll looked away and grunted, annoyed but not freaking out. “You don’t get to make the rules. I’m going to rub her face with you now, and if you don’t ejaculate for me, I’m going to tell her who you are. I’ve made myself clear, so obey or the entire server is going to know that you’re nothing more than a Night Elf cock and balls… For the next few weeks.” Lorali remained oppressive.“Guh, no. NO! This is bullshit! No, no, no!” Anania was struggling with her situation and her rising lust. She truly did want to cum again, it was most of what she existed for given her form, but she didn’t want to cum on her best friend nor did she want her reputation annihilated by her rival. Throb, throb, swell. “There…! There, please let that be enough!”“No. I told you what I wanted. CUM FOR ME YOU WORTHLESS PRICK. If I don’t see you using your new skills faster, it’s over. Last warning.” Lorali gripped the base of her cock firmly to indicate that she was serious, then started batting Tokes’ face with Anania’s entire length over and over again.This seriously can’t be happening. I’ll never clear Sunwell. I’ll lose so much ground in my guild. Tokes can take over but when I come back everyone will be fully geared. It’s almost worth it to tell everyone I was cocked myself! Or… It would be if it wasn’t Lorali that did it. I can’t let people know that she did this to me. I’d never be able to live it down, I’d have to retire and that’s worse than spending a few months as a cock… W-what am I thinking…!? Anania’s head was a mess and she acted spontaneously.Throb. Swell, swell, swell. FLEX. The last action, a new one for her, wrested control of her form from Lorali and straightened her out. FLEX. She used it again and her rod bounced up so the tip grazed Tokes’ right ear.“Good cock. Keep it up and I’ll keep your secret.” Lorali said, and Anania obeyed. Driven by her need to feel pleasure and her disgraceful form, she proceeded to throb, swell and flex that XP bar away. By the time she was on her last bar of experience, her head was an utter mess. Not only were her own actions bringing her immense pleasure, but she was being stroked top to bottom by her owner. Prenut dripped out of her face and she was even able to look past the disgusted look on Tokes’ face as it was smeared with the stuff.Uwah, it’s too much. I need to get this over with. I need to just get this fucking over with. It’s not fair, it’s all bad but at least it feels so GOOD. Just do it, just do it. Unh, I need more combo points still… Flex. Flex. FLEX. With her last flex, her XP bar completely emptied, but it didn’t knock her below level sixty. Eh? I-it’s not draining me below sixty!? YES!!! FLEX! FLEX! FLEX! Hnnng it feels so fucking good to flex and throb. Now that I know I’m safe, I can do it as much as I want. Geheheha, flex, flex, flex, flex, flex! Throb away, throb away! Mirroring her thoughts, Anania mashed those new skills nearly a hundred times as she sat there, on the precipice of level fifty-nine.“Such a good girl. Now cum for your better. Nut for me, all over your friend’s face.” Lorali commanded.“Uhg, I’m a good girl. I’m a good girl, so leave my guild alone!” Anania said this in a moment of true weakness. She was so horny and her mind was so backed up with load that she clicked Ejaculate without any real fear of consequences. “Uhg, gwoh. UGGGG IT’S SO FUCKING GOOD!” She admitted to her owner as those fat, still pale balls clapped up into her underside and the baby batter rushed through her body until it was pouring out of her tip, laminating her bestie, who took the treatment in stride.Level down! Your level has decreased to 59!You have unlearned Tranquilizing Shot.Your riding skill has been reduced to Apprentice.Cooldown on Struggle has been reset.Level down! Your level has decreased to 58!The level gap between you and your pets has become too high. Kimora, Specs and Toothy have all been abandoned.Level down! Your level has decreased to 57!Level down! Your level has decreased to 56!Clench has been learned. Using this skill will empower your owner by increasing their resilience based on your level.Level down! Your level has decreased to 55!Bloat has been learned. Using this skill will make your balls fatten up, granting your owner additional armor.Level down! Your level has decreased to 54!Swell rank 2 has been learned.Throb rank 2 has been learned.Level down! Your level has decreased to 53!Level down! Your level has decreased to 52!Detect Pheromones has been learned. This skill allows you to sense where suitable partners are located. Only one form of tracking can be used at a time.Level down! Your level has decreased to 51!Level down! Your level has decreased to 50!Edge has been learned. This skill will shed combo points so that you can put off using Ejaculate for a longer period of time. Most useful at forcing your owner to do what you want. Low mana cost, but your owner can still drain you beforehand, making this skill unusable.You’ve lost access to Hunter Talent Trees.You’ve gained access to Body Part Talent Trees. You can put points into any tree you like to find specific bonuses, but don’t invest them into body parts you are not. Your owner can pay to reset these talents at any time.“You’re so fucking gross dude.” Tokes said to Lorali as cum glazed her face. She blinked through it and glared at the hunter who made the mess.“PLEASE HELP ME GET BACK TO MY OLD FORM LORALI, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE!” Anania begged. She didn’t even hear her friend’s words, nor did she care how her friend felt right now. The second the immense pleasure of her orgasm washed out of her mind, the severity of her situation hit her at full force.“You liked it. It’s not every day one of the best hunters on the server covers you in their seed. Maybe if you ask nicely we can work together and put a bunch of Kaldorei babies into that hot troll womb.” Lorali ignored her cock, which was shrinking in her grasp.“PLEASE, PLEASE, I’LL DO ANYTHING JUST HELP ME REVERT, I’LL LET YOU SIT ON MY FACE IN PUBLIC, I’LL DO ANYTHING!” Anania was hysterical. She dared not try to log out for fear of the numbers she’d see. Unfortunately for her, Lorali could see it.“One-thousand-eight-hundred-seventy-and-one hours. That comes out to about three months. You know that they’re removing the Amani Warbear before you’ll escape. A shame you never got one - I’m getting mine tonight.” Lorali walked away from Tokes as she responded to her cock. She grabbed her crotch armor and tugged her under armor up over Anania. The perspective shifted again so the transformed hunter could see her bulging self and her captor mounted her gryphon then took flight.“Pleasepleasepleasepleaseplease. Please, I’ll do whatever you want just help me revert, I’m begging you!” Anania sounded completely pathetic. It made Lorali’s heart pound with joy.“Okay. Your cooldown on struggle seems like it resets whenever you level down. If you want to speed up your escape, you can keep going down and trying to get free that way. Although the played time for every level lost is going to really add up. Although, sixty was probably your biggest one, right?” Lorali asked, but continued. “So it might not be that big of a deal adding on a few more days here and there, would it? I mean, you blew through the first ten levels in a day.”“THAT’S NOT HELPING ME! YOU FUCKER!” Anania screamed this at Lorali. The only response by her owner was more laughter as she flew back towards Blade’s Edge so she could be alone with her possession.“I really can’t help you. You did this to yourself. All you had to do was sit at my hips like a good cock for three hours and you couldn’t help yourself. Three hours turned into three months in only one.” Lorali patted her crotch when she finished speaking.“S-something…” Anania was trying to keep talking to Lorali, but as she sat there, stewing inside of the woman’s sweat and cum stained under armor, she became keenly aware of how the woman smelled. Before she’d only been tasting, seeing, hearing and feeling everything around her, but now she was inhaling sour, musky, Night Elven body odor. It wasn’t offensive, quite the opposite actually, but the alluring, mind searing scent of a virile elf’s cock and balls was not what she wanted right now. Indeed, the longer she huffed it in, the more down bad for Lorali it made her feel.“What’s up, cock and balls?” Lorali asked, unaware that the deeper her mark sunk into her new form the more she’d be able to experience as a cock proper.“N-nothing…” Analia still wanted to keep what she was experiencing or doing away from her rival, but she made a big mistake. She clicked the Self Cleanse icon, which ridded her of cum and sweat, as well as most of the ripe stink of her captor’s crotch. Again, her XP bar dwindled slightly.“What, don’t like having Daddy’s ball sweat and cum all over you?” Lorali asked.“Shut the fuck up! You’re a woman anyway, don’t talk to me like that.” Anania resisted her owner, but she still sounded horny.“Daddy’s cute little cock. That’s what you are.” Lorali said as she leaned forward on her mount and began humping her crotch plate against her saddle. “And I wouldn’t consider myself a woman now, but I guess everyone will still think of me as one… Since I promised to keep you secret. I’m sure Tokes won’t be too quick to tell everyone what I did to her.”“Please, it’s just too much. At least let me sleep or shut off or something…” Anania was at the end of her rope mentally.“Cocks don’t sleep. I imagine you can’t even shut off, which means every night I’ve got you, you’re going to sit there under my sheets sweating and steaming up a storm. I’ll wake up with you hard and throbbing, eager to nut.” Lorali said as they neared her inn.Rizzo: does anania have a alt ?Tokes: lolGwerk: Yea she’s got like, fifteen alts LOLRizzo: o okGwerk: Why?Rizzo: cus i thought it said in guild tab she lvl 50, but that must be a altTokes: Huh? I see that too. I wonder if it’s some glitch. She’s been quiet all day…Gwerk: She might be trying to get an admin to fix it. Games such a shit show. She’s probably trying to get it fixed before the raid. Guess we’ll see what happens.No…! At least they think it’s a glitch. I need to get out of Lorali’s underwear ASAP. I have to do something… Anania thought. The only thing she knew she could do was…Struggle failed! Next struggle chance is 1.1%. 145 gold has been deducted from your bags. You may attempt another struggle in 24 hours.The percentage increased!? YES! Yes, yes, yes. So there are more mechanics to this that I don’t know about. Maybe it is worth it to lose a few more levels to get a few more struggle chances…“Thanks for buying my flasks for tonight.” Lorali said to her enslaved rival as she dismounted her steed and headed into her room. Once there she took all of her armor off, including her smelly under armor. Again Anania’s perspective shifted so she was looking out of her current form once more. The taste of sweat and the smell of her owner’s junk was making her very horny, but since she wanted to cum again so she’d have another chance to struggle…Throb, throb, throb. Swell, swell, FLEX. Anania started clicking her spells and growing in size. She hadn’t even been touched by Lorali - she was coming to life all on her own, which pleased her owner.“Taking my suggestion I see. Fine, I’ll humor you. We can cum one more time before I shower and get ready for my raid.” Lorali’s huge breasts heaved as she sighed contentedly and wrapped her right hand around her cock once more.“Just one more time… I want to test something…” Anania said. She did want to test something, but she was also getting carried away with her spell usage. Because she had higher ranked Swell and Throb, the combo points were building up faster under her mana bar, which remained full. She mashed these two skills over and over while she was stroked by her rival, and it didn’t take her long to max out her combo gauge. In a matter of minutes she could feel her balls sagging down low, filled to the brim with seed. It was time to ejaculate, and Anania hit the spell, praying that she’d get a much higher percentage, if not freedom, from her next struggle.“Mnh, oh, yes, yesh…!” Anania’s mind whited out as the tasty, potent jizz she’d manufactured rushed out of her mouth and onto the floor. Lorali spread her legs and grunted as she milked herself dry, relishing the moment of her rival’s submission. “Gwood… gwood…” The cock continued to send these whispers to her enemy even though she knew she’d regret it after the orgasm stopped ravaging her veiny, throbbing, sweat dripping form. Time seemed to slow for her this time around, and she was able to take deep breaths of cum and crotch scented air while she climaxed, imprinting her owner’s mark into her very soul. Eventually, her orgasm came to an end though.Level down! Your level has decreased to 49!You have unlearned Track Dragonkin.Cooldown on Struggle has been reset.Level down! Your level has decreased to 48!Level down! Your level has decreased to 47!Level down! Your level has decreased to 46!Level down! Your level has decreased to 45!You have unlearned Aspect of the Wild.“You’re such a horny cock. If I’d have known you’d be this obsessed with cumming I might have made you into something else. It’s going to be difficult hiding during raids, but I think I’ve got just the thing for it…” Lorali didn’t elaborate on what she was hinting at, nor did she wait for her cockmeat to respond to her before she headed into the shower.Come on… Uhg, I get so carried away in the heat of the moment. I’m guessing my higher ranked skills are why I didn’t lose as many levels. Maybe it's because I still had all my mana? Anania wasn’t sure why this decline wasn’t as severe as the other two were, but she was grateful and clicked struggle.Struggle failed! Next struggle chance is 13%. 800 gold has been deducted from your bags. You may attempt another struggle in 24 hours.Y-yes! Yes! It’s getting higher! I knew this wasn’t as hopeless as it seemed! By the time I reach level one I’ll be free… The reality of that thought settled in on Anania as she had it. But I’ll be level one again… That’s… Uhg. It doesn’t really matter. I lost all the hardest levels already, and with no quests to do… The grinds gonna be real. The minor bonus of having her struggle chances constantly rising, seemingly at the cost of more gold, were keeping Anania sane for the time being. She was so close to losing her mind before this glimmer of hope.“More gold huh?” Lorali asked. “A lot more. How much do you have I wonder?”“It’s none of your business! Now wash me! I wanna nut and try another struggle!” Lorali scoffed and turned on the shower. While she was in there, she washed every bit of her body from her ass to behind her ears, her taint balls and all of Anania included. What she was eyeing that the cock had no knowledge of as she bathed was the finely crafted, Anania-sized cock cage sat next to her sink.Final duration that Anania still has to spend as a sentient, musk addled cock - 85 days, 23 hours, 19 minutes and 56 seconds.