Bonus Story - Mage Portholes (Patreon)

The day had ended for most of the adventurer’s on the world of Azeroth. Sherri and Otis, two adventurers that had seen the land of death and returned numerous times had appeared in a glimmer of light in the mages tower that was nestled in the park courtyards of Stormwind. The pair carried on in their conversation as if the trip from the undead realms was merely a blip when they passed into the world of the living, in fact there was plenty of mirth in their talk as they compared their exploits of the day with one another. 

“Oh and then, so Maldraxxus, right?” Sherri chimed happily as Otis gave a nod. “They guys all made of bone and stuff. Undead, anyways, so my pyroblast hit this one guy so hard in the chest, like, it took his entire cavity with him! He was so dead, and like, all his bones just fell to the ground cause there wasn’t anything to hold him up. But he was still screaming at me like ‘You foul bitch!’ Like, I don’t give a fuck dude, you’re double dead now! And I fireblasted his face-skull!” 

“That’s nothin’!” Otis held up his massive blade, a sword almost as long as he was and held it deftly in his single hand. “I cleaved one of them bastards in two, skull to stem! One shot and dead!” He stopped and rested his blade upon the ground, his elbow atop of the handle as he looked back at her. “Beat that!”

Sherri huffed, warriors were all gallantry and one-shot this, they had no appreciation for the finer points of casters. “Well I know how we decide who wins..” Sherri held up a small orb that had collected her days anima count. “I got.. three hundred and ninety four.” She lifted her brows with a slight sneer. 

“Thr..three hundred?” Otis was a little taken aback, maybe he had spent too much time at the pub today to keep up. The look on his face made it clear he had lost their daily wager and Sherri gave the large husky a bit of a shove. “Heywait-“ He protested as he lost his balance, his body landing upon the stone floor buffered only by his armor. 

Sherri straddled his chest and gazed down at him with her proud smirk. “Mhm! Pay up!” She teased and with a little energy coursing through her fingertips all his gear, his armor, was sent through the aether to his footlocker located at the Inn smack dab in the center of the vibrant city. His naked body fully on display as the doggirl teased her fingertips along his bare furred chest. 

“C’mon.. Sherri..” He whined pitifully even though his rising ruby red cock spoke against him, “All the way from here?” Their agreement was simple, the loser each day had to walk back to the inn in the nude to pick up their gear.. among other things. The past few days Otis had enjoyed having his cock and balls sucked by a nude Sherri in his room every evening, but now he was on the losing end. His eyes widened when he saw that the doggirl had decided that turnabout was fair play and he was suddenly smothered by a pert pair of asscheeks that straddled his face. “Mmffh!” He gave a muffled groan, his nostrils flaring at the sweet flavor of her pussy and the pucker just south of it. 

“Go on! It’s your turn!” Her plump asscheeks rest upon his muzzle and with a knowing grin she felt the warmth of his hot tongue taste along her cheek. His hands rest upon the ground as he felt his rock hard cock throbbing at the excitement he endured from tasting Sherri’s blue pucker. In truth it was a form of heaven for Otis, one he would have stayed in Ardenweald forever to enjoy, however being exposed in the Portal Room of Stormwind was not his ideal place to worship Sherri’s ass. 

While Otis licked along Sherri’s ass he muttered silently to himself about how he was merciful enough to take his bet winnings in the private comfort of his personal room at the Inn. Then again he had been on the receiving end of those winning bets for the past week when they had started this little game. While he adored her lips sucking upon his crimson dogcock as he licked along her tender pucker he might see himself as the winner again by getting to taste her. It had been a good while since he’d rimmed Sherri, he’d almost forgotten how sweet she tasted and how addictive it felt to have his tongue lapping at the rim of her tailstar.

He let out a pleasured groan as he raised his hips, Sherri’s asscheeks pushing further back against his face and he returned the gesture. His tongue poking against her anus and wriggling against the tight muscle before finding its way inside. “Mmh!” Sherri squeaked slightly, her tail lifting as she balanced herself upon his face, her thighs resting atop of him while her hands clutched into the fur upon his chest. “Ahhh.. Godh..” Sherri huffed and tucked her lip between her teeth only to pop it free as Otis’ tongue delved deeper inside.

His saliva soaked into her tight little pucker as he happily took his loss in stride, he loved the way she squirmed atop of him, how her buttcheeks clenched when he hit the little spots in her body. A single hand reached around her thigh and to her squirming delight his palm cupped at her pussy while his tongue wriggled inside. He pulled it free and dragged his tongue along the crack in her ass, licking along each cheek and teasing it while his masculine palm held and squeezed at her pussy cleft. “Nnhh.. Fuck..” Sherri huffed, swallowing hard as her juices spilled along his bare fingertips that slowly rolled along her plump cuntlips.

Two of his fingertips curled deep inside Sherri’s pussy and in a slow drawing motion he rubbed at the upper walls of her twat dragging downwards and stroking at the doggirl’s spot as he heard her tail flicker and thump against the ground while she ground her hips back against his everslurping tongue. “Hahhh.. hahhh..” Sherri huffed and panted, swallowing hard as she looked back to see him dutifully worshipping her ass with his tongue that rolled along the soft cheeks and returned to her anus while his pawlm continued to massage at her pussy. “Keep it up.. and you .. I.. We.. we’ll fuck.. how about that?”

His ears perked, there was nothing more that he’d like than getting to finish himself inside that beautiful blue pucker he adored. His nose snuffled deeper between her cheeks as his tongue rolled along her asshole, dragging up and then back down in reverse letting her feel the difference in textures his tongue had to offer. All the while his fingertips working at the depths of her pussy while his palm massaged against her clit, he could feel her jolting and squirming, her clenching teeth and the way her heart pounded against the inside of her chest as she panted for air. Her pussy squeezing upon his digits for dear life before suddenly she let out a sharp whimper and whine, her fingertips clutching into his furred flesh as he felt strands of drool land upon his belly.

Sherri fully leaning forwards as her gaping jaw and folded ears signaled the extent of her pleasures, his tongue poked into her tight pucker while he carefully maneuvered his padded fingertips in her squeezing twat. Her juices spilling down his palm and dripping against his naked body when suddenly she squeezed and her shoulders pushed up, her head raising into the air as her hair tossed back and fell over her face, draping over her muzzle as she crooned in ecstasy. “Mmhhh.. hhhh.. hahhhhh.. yeeahhh.. ffuck!” The whimpers she made was music to his ears as she finally settled down upon his face while his fingers may have relaxed his tongue retreated to a more soothing set of licks, catering to her freshly orgasmed form. 

All the while Otis’ cock was ready and eager but he held himself back as best he could, even with his cock throbbing excitedly waiting for his turn. The creamy dollop of pre-cum that trailed down Otis’ cock said how ready he was to fuck her here and now, to knot her pussy with his cock and leave her womb bloated with his potent sperm but Sherri lifted her hips and her mages robes fell down her asscheeks and along her curves covering it from his view. Otis waited patiently with wide eyed lust and a panting maw as Sherri stepped over him, her heels clicking against the stone floor. “So.. uh..” He swallowed hard as he lay upon the ground his elbows propping him up as his meaty canine cock stood fully mast and vulnerable. “We.. gonna do that?”

“Mhmm!” Sherri looked back, her cheeks flushed and her hair a mess but she gave a wink and instantly her fingers glowed with the purple and blues of arcane magic. “I’ll meet you at the inn!” And in a glimmer of energy she’d disappeared.

The husky glared at the invisible spot where the doggirl mage once stood, he’d been left with his rock hard cock but she’d also left him with a sense of determination of what he planned to do to Sherri when he got back to the inn…