Gold Tier Story - A Special Druid Class Quest (Patreon)

The depths of Terrokar Forest was not a place that one would normally expect to find the harmony and tranquility of communing with nature. Yet the Arrakoa that had resisted the corruption and temptations of fel magic had agreed to join forces with the Cenarion druids in their fight against the current masters of Outland. It wasn’t a selfless pact as the hopes of the pure Arrakoa were made clear, that the Cenarion would be flung against their mutual enemy and allow for the avian peoples to complete the process of hopefully regaining their territory and rebuilding their homeland… What remained of it at least. 

The Arrakoa held a natural affinity towards avian creatures, not that it was much of a surprise to Ami, a young druidess that had ventured to Outland after the initial push against the Legion. She had long since mastered forms like bear, owlkin, and even the aquatic sea lion, but those were usually landlocked. Such forms didn’t have the risk of simply falling from the sky because a lack of control in a sudden precarious moment. There was obviously a lot of risk involved which didn’t even include the venture of learning the techniques to attain the mythical form. 

Ami was thankful that she had a cohort to help her along the journey even if she wasn’t the perfect companion for venturing through forests. She peeked back over her shoulder and noticed the staff pushing through the thick brush, “You need to keep up faster otherwise it’s going to get dark soon.” Ami cautioned and turned her gaze forwards, they had hiked up a large mountainous region searching for a basin in the center that contained a large colony of Arrakoa that happened to be the gatekeepers of the magical artifacts that allowed the acquisition of form. 

“We are NOT staying past dark!” Sherri appeared through the thrush with panicked defiance in her eyes. “I am not sticking around for one of those spiders to catch.” She pulled herself through as they came over one of the surrounding ridges that overlooked the mountain valley of Arrakoa. “You didn’t tell me they’d be that huge.” Sherri blew her bangs out of her face, she was eager for a break but Ami didn’t seem to need to slow down for a second as the red panda druidess began to scale the downhill trek. “Ugh. Can’t we wait a minute at least?!”

“Nope.” Ami said plainly holding a slight smirk, “You should have worn better shoes for adventuring!” She called back as Sherri started to follow behind her, tumbling rocks trailing along the mountainside as her fabled reconstructed staff of Atiesh held balance in place of proper shoes. 

“I’ll have you know,” Sherri barked out, “That these shoes are just fine when we’re in civilization!” She protested, “And if you’d let me use my magic I wouldn’t have to scale these rocks and trees and stuff like a freaking zug zug warrior!” 

“And I told you.. Your arcane magic causes too much of a stir near here.” She was almost surprised when Sherri complained about having to use her fire magic to clear through the nest of spiders but in Outland the flows of magic were more unstable and for better or worse it simply allowed for explosive results when trained mages were allowed to alter the fabric of magic streams that existed this far from Azeroth. “Besides we’re almost there.. I can feel it.” 

As much as she wanted to use her feline panther form to leap down the treacherous path, she was warned that the closer they got to the colony the more they risked alerting the various clan chieftans that resided there. The ritualistic magics that they practiced were foul and communed with old gods, which was just as bad if not worse than the current masters of Outland. Even Sherri using her blink spell might be a split second that she’d travel through the aether and catch the attention of corrupted Arrokoa mystics that resided in the realm. It was going to be worth it in the end, Ami thought, especially as they got closer to the prize.

In one of the huts there was a spellbook that called to Ami and was already scouring its pages for information by the time Sherri had caught up to the small shrine that seemed oddly plain considering the importance of the relics therein. “This is it..” Ami said in a hushed whisper as she turned towards Sherri, her eyes glowing with excitement. 

“So take it with us?” Sherri said with a shrug. “I’ll make a portal and we can get out of here without having to go back up the mountain and through all those spiders.” 

“..We can’t.” Her voice stalled for a moment as she tried to absorb every drop of knowledge before the owner of the tome returned, “Others need to be able to return here as well if they need it.” 

“I don’t know why. Just take it with you and then you can spare others this trip through the spider jungles. You druids are so weird,” Sherri stepped closer taking a peek at the book itself with text that simply didn’t appeal to her mage sensibilities. “It can’t be that hard, I polymorph people into animals all the time.” 

“This is serious, Sherri, if I don’t master this..” She didn’t finish her sentence but she turned back towards Sherri just in time to witness the doggirl’s fingertips flashing arcane light. The entire world went white for Ami and a brief moment she suddenly felt like the world was larger, more intimidating. She looked up at Sherri.. Way up. The giggling snicker on Sherri’s face immediately told Ami everything she needed to know, the doggirl mage had a penchant for enjoying her polymorph spell a little too much yet she must have known that druids were practically immune to such magics and in the split second it took to render her body as a useless turtle Ami’s body sprouted free in her normal body. “Sherri!” Ami huffed under her breath. “If you get me in trouble I’m so not paying you back!” 

“Gwuhh.. Fine.” The doggirl folded her arms and slumped back against the wall of the Arrakoa shanty. The glee in Sherri’s face had evaporated almost instantly but Ami quickly realized how serious Sherri became when her money was involved but Ami wasn’t fully convinced. The druid woman stared for a moment and then large vines entwined themselves around Sherri’s body tugging at her wrists and lifting them upright, pulling on her form and locking her in place.  “I said fine!” Sherri barked out as Ami turned her attention back to her book with all the silly druid drawings. 

Ami simply ignored her adventuring partner and focused upon the instructions from the book, withdrawing a medium sized totem from her pouch cylindrical in shape and glowing with blue runes and gold plating. With the tip pressed against the book Ami’s eyes lit up and understanding filled her like the moment she first assumed her feline form. It all made sense and it was so easy, she could feel the avian instincts and sensations fill her mind-

“Ami!” Sherri’s voice cut through Ami’s epiphany and the red panda druidess shot a glare in Sherri’s direction which she really shouldn’t have done. The doggirl was posing with her skirt barely covering her midriff, a single leg lifted with her knee covering the other and her blushing cheeks causing Ami’s loins to stir. “Are you going to keep that thing?” Sherri gestured with her nose towards the totem in Ami’s grasp and Ami noticed that it was stirring in her fingertips, practically buzzing. Vibrating even. “..I think I’d like to uhm, you know.. keep that quest reward if you don’t mind.”

Agitation and arousal filled the forefront of Ami’s mind, Sherri was so cute with that little face she made but she was interrupting a most sacred ritual for druids! Even worse, her loins were betraying her ability to concentrate fully especially now that Sherri pointed out the possible erotic use of what was supposed to be a hallowed instrument. “Hff.” Ami finally gave in to Sherri’s flirting, not that she had much choice anyways. Her erection pushing against her skirt and the way her balls felt like they were desperate to unload was going to make any attempt at focusing on a new form impossible! She turned her attention to Sherri fully and the vines tugged upon the doggirl’s body lifting those cute little ankles upwards and revealing the plush panties that covered her pussy mound. “You are such a greedy brat sometimes..” Ami muttered under her breath as she approached. 

“It’s not getting my way if you want it too!” Sherri poked out that sapphire blue tongue of hers with a winning grin on her lips, “Besides you know how I love that shape changing thing you do. Especially since I don’t have to use my magic to help!”

Ami’s ears folded shamefully. She feared that the Cenarion Circle would excommunicate her if they knew that she used the sanctified communication of the druid magics for such inane mortal things like copulation. But the shame of it hardly prevented her from doing so and she placed her palm upon Sherri’s pussy, her fingertips rubbing against the softened fabric of primal mooncloth panties. Only Sherri would be so brazen as to use the sacred moonwell’s magical properties that imbued cloth for such a hedonistic luxury as panties. Even if they felt warm and softer than the finest silk to the touch, Ami had to resist the urge to ask for a pair for her own use. “I’ll have to teach you to respect the druidic ways..” Ami whispered as she slowly peeled Sherri’s garments down her soft thighs while a vine anticipated her movements and tugged a single leg from them. Sherri’s fanciful shoes staying on as a matter of Ami’s personal preference. 

With Sherri’s pussy on full display the sweet pheromones of her natural scented twat started to drive Ami’s senses crazy with lust and she tugged at her own skirt to reveal her rock hard throbbing length. It was thick, firm, pulsating as she breathed in the anticipation of Sherri’s warm pussy surrounding her length. Her eyes focused on Sherri and the way she seemed to be getting at the prospect of being stuffed with her fully engorged length. It was almost intoxicating at how supple Sherri’s pussy looked and her length began to slide against it, dragging along those velvety soft blue lips and letting the juices smear against her shaft. “Hff..” Ami grunted and let her hips slide forwards with the tip of her shaft pushing inside and letting the juices slide along her length soaking her cockmeat in nectar and making Sherri moan out as her length hilted inside. 

Sherri’s body felt warm to the touch as her hips started to move, her length throbbing excitedly as she felt the squeezing muscles grip upon her shaft. Sherri huffing, panting, gazing down at her with her tongue hanging out as Ami’s eyes locked with hers. “Hey.. use that thing..” Sherri motioned over to the side with her snout and Ami without even having to look knew what Sherri was talking about. At first Ami balked, stopping mid-thrust, but the look on Sherri’s face was simply too cute to resist. And after all she’d already given in and defiled this once sanctified ritual she might as well go all in. Sherri’s eyes lit up and her tail started to wag as Ami lifted the totemic device holding it in her grasp and infusing it with druidic magics that caused it to vibrate. “Yeaaahhh..” Sherri gave a greedy and excitable whimper, her pawtoes clenching in anticipation as the makeshift toy neared her pussy. The vibrations causing Sherri’s body to suddenly roil with pleasure as Ami combined her thrusting hips with a careful grip of buzzing ecstasy against the top of Sherri’s twatmound. 

Ami couldn’t get enough of Sherri’s expressions, the little whimpers and moans she made as her dick rolled inside her body with the buzzing toy massaging at the cleft of her mound. “Like that..?” Ami huffed between breaths, “Finally being a good girl?” She teased slightly. The words that left her lips caused her own cheeks to blush underneath her creamy cheekfur. Her heavy balls already swollen and in desperate need of release making wet slaps against Sherri’s soppy twat. 

“Hey.. Mhh.. So.. You like shapeshifting.. right?” Sherri moaned between Ami’s slowly ramping thrusts. “How.. about we try.. some new forms..” The doggirl peeked open her gaze and watched at Ami’s expression. Ami knew the doggirl could be quite the troublemaker and immediately apprehension was her first expression but that didn’t seem to halt Sherri’s enthusiasm. Her lips offered a toothy grin and Ami suddenly felt her body welling up with a new sensation filling the stem of her cock. She immediately peeled it back but was paralyzed by the new pleasured sensation that raced through her spine. It almost felt like her dick was caught on something when she tugged her hips back, and then it made sense when her dick fully retreated. The shape was still mostly the same but the length had nubby spines protruding along the shaft, “Figured you might want to try something new..?” Sherri breathed hotly as Ami examined her newly shaped length. 

“You’re a strange girl, Sherri.” Ami spoke carefully as she stroked her cock, noticing how the flexible penile barbs tingled at her touch. “And I think I’m starting to like it.” Her eyes flickered up towards Sherri and her hips plunged in once more noting how it felt like her cock’s spines smoothed as they pushed inwards and only stood upright when she pulled her hips back. Sherri let out almost violent screams of pleasure on the retreating pulls of her hips and it was evident why, the little nubs dragged against her inner walls stimulating the juice spilling muscles that squeezed upon her shaft. 

The moment Ami started to get into a full rhythm with her new appendage Sherri’s body caused the wah-girl’s frame to shudder and in the split second like before her cock sported a new shape and figure. This one didn’t take long to figure out by the bulbous knot that was at the base of her crotch. “Oh.. Like that huh?” Ami hiked up her thigh and began to pump her hips faster using her heels to rapidly pump herself in and out and the slickness of her well lubed shaft pounding itself vigorously against Sherri’s cunt with the fat knot threatening to squish itself inside. “Nnghh.. Hahhh.. Hahhh.. Hahh!” Ami grunted and moaned, her eyes brilliantly glowing as her hand gripped upon Sherri’s side while the other applied deeper pressure against Sherri’s trembling cunt with the still buzzing totem. 

Her hips pistoned like a jackhammer and her large fluffy tail would swing about behind her in the same fashion, Sherri’s body convulsed in front of her and the doggirl let out a sharp pitched moan as her tongue fell aside. “Nnhh.. Inner.. Innervate me!” Sherri commanded while her body reeled through orgasm and Ami, while currently fostering her own pleasure and trying to maintain the vines that kept Sherri in mid-air, thrusting, and using the quest item as Sherri’s orgasm delivery system, somehow miraculously found a moment to channel a sudden surge of interconnected energy into Sherri’s body. 

The surging energy that filled Sherri’s body made her entire form contract and squeeze with her muscles tightening and refilling with energy like she’d just woken up from the most perfect nap. “Nhhh.. Deeper.. Deeper!” Sherri’s voice sang out to the heavens above as Ami tried with all her might to send her dick deeper just as Sherri wished… and her hips suddenly felt the weight filling her body, her cockmeat growing heavier with her thrusts trying to keep pace, her canine cock having expanded in length and girth to the point it was showing from inside Sherri’s body. 

Ami was nothing if not flexible, being a druid she mastered the art of adaptability and with the new shape of her cock as dictated by Sherri’s whims she adjusted her hips. This new cock didn’t have the spines like the feline, or the bulging base like a canine’s, but the length and the girth were unmistakable as Ami wielded her new shape. “Should I ask how you’ve come to be so acquainted with all these kinds of dicks..?” Ami teased as she moved more with her thigh muscles than her footpaws, her hips slamming into Sherri with a loud clapping sound as her hosscock hilted inside pushing the flared length as deep as she could go, hilting her dick and making those soft pussy lips kiss her crotchmound while her flared tip mashed against Sherri’s cervix. 

“So.. So close..” Sherri moaned out as if completely oblivious to anything Ami had to say, her entire body was glowing, her nipples radiating the sparks of the innervate magics that coursed through her veins. Her pawtoes endlessly flexing and scrunching as the sparks rolled along her little pearls, Sherri’s pussy spasmed as her second orgasm started to bubble up inside. Ami could feel her fur standing on end as Sherri’s pussy quivered upon her length, “Hahhhhfffuhhh!” Sherri made the most adorable face Ami had ever seen, she could have sworn the doggirl’s pupils turned into hearts and that simply made her thrust her hips even harder as she guided Sherri through her orgasmic waves with repeated bouncing thrusts of her powerful thighs to sending that heavy equine cocktip directly against her welcoming womb. 

The surge of pleasures racing through Ami’s body had become beyond intense, but Sherri’s magic didn’t seem to stop there, the doggirl gripped her legs around Ami’s lower back as she moaned out. Ami’s cock began to bulge and swell, the equine length she now possessed beginning to sprout the feline barbs, and then the canine knot, the trio of unique attributes suddenly shared in one package. In spite of herself Ami gave in to Sherri’s wild desires and lunged her hips forwards mashing the bulging knot against Sherri’s cuntlips until it finally squished between. “Hwhuuhhh..” Ami let out an anticlimactic grunt as her knot inflated and cum that had been churning inside her balls suddenly unleashed.

The thick torrent of spunk was a wild spray inside Sherri’s womb with the flared tip firmly pressed against her cervix there wasn’t anywhere else for the overwhelming flood of thick seed to go. “Hhahhh.. yesss.. ohfuckyess!” Sherri moaned out, her pawtoes and fingertips clenching as her eyes rolled in the back of her head and the greedy mageslut soaked in all of that fertile jizz. Ami leaned in with her body suddenly out of breath and gulping down oxygen with as deep of panting breaths as she could manage.

“..Rawawhhh..” 

The post-orgasmic bliss that the pair would have enjoyed was suddenly disturbed by the crowing voice quickly approaching them. Sherri’s eyes darted towards Ami, then the book, the red panda girl knew exactly what to do and grabbed the tome without even thinking. Thankfully Sherri’s pawtoes seemed to be dexterous enough to be casting a portal spell fast enough that by the time the Arrakoa shaman entered the tent, all that remained was the thick musky scent of fresh fuckings… and much to the shaman’s dismay a stained puddle of cum on the floor of its dwelling!