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The Booty Bay Doublecross
By: Lyrissa
"I am honored to have two such beautiful ladies accompany me," said
Ranos with a confident grin as he slowly directed his pearly white steed
towards the inn. "You are like the night sky, mysterious and pretty."
Next to him the night elf sisters Orina and Viora exchanged a knowing
glance. They rode on top of their large, muscular nightsaber mounts and
the light of Azeroth's two moons made their acres of exposed blue skin
shimmer like the ocean. Both were breathtakingly beautiful and wore very
little in the traditional style of their people, although they also had
a deep, dark secret. They exchanged a knowing grin as they followed the
handsome blood elf man up the sloping road leading to one of the upper
levels of Booty Bay. Ranos had his room up there, or so he said, and the
night elf sisters had accepted his hospitality after a long night of
flirting at the tavern.
"The honor is ours," Orina said. "We had been planning to rent a room
ourselves, but we cannot refuse hospitality."
"Especially from someone so... handsome," Viora said with a giggle.
The blood elf turned his head to look at them, and let out a short burst
of amused laughter. He had flowing blonde hair the color of spun gold
that hung like a drape down his back and the piercing green eyes of many
of his kind. His features were regal and handsome, and his slender, taut
body was perfectly proportioned. The bulge in his leggings had revealed
his interest clearly to the two sisters, and his constant flattery and
flirtation had eventually won them over. They had briefly debated on
which one of them would win the prize of spending the night with the
handsome stranger, but eventually decided that the only sisterly thing
would be to share.
"If only he knew," Viora said to her sister, leaning over in her saddle
to whisper.
"He wouldn't be so eager to bed us," Orina said. "But in this form I
find him very attractive."
The other night elf nodded, and as the trio passed some drunken sailors
wobbling down the slope towards the harbour they came up to a two-story
wooden building with a metal roof that clung to the side of the mountain
surrounding Booty Bay like a natural wall. The building seemed to
consist of a few different small rooms, probably offered up as temporary
domiciles for travellers with enough money. Ranos slipped out of his
saddle and led his horse into the small makeshift stable next to the
building, and the sisters did the same, tying their nightsabers up and
putting out some food for the great felines. The cats purred and stared
longingly after them as the night elf girls followed their blood elf
host around the corner and into the building.
"It's not much, I'm afraid, but this town does not offer anything
deserving of your beauty. Or my own standards," said Ranos
conversationally as he led the sisters through a narrow, darkened
corridor and up some rickety stairs. "This is my last night here anyway.
I depart in the morning."
"So are we," Orina said airily. "Probably not bound for the same
destination, however."
"Probably not," Ranos said with a chuckle as he produced a key from his
belt and unlocked a sturdy wooden door.
Orina and Viora were ushered in and looked around as Ranos went around
lighting up lamps around the room. Their night elven eyes could perceive
the room perfectly with just the faint moonlight, but the warm glow of
the lanterns soon made that redundant. The room was just a single
combined bedroom and study, with a large double bed covered in blue
bedsheets and a writing desk situated by a window overlooking the bay.
Outside the night elves saw the two moons reflecting in the dark water
of the ocean, and the outlines of tall, majestic ships moored by the
docks. Ranos finished his task and went over to pull a tall bottle and
three glasses from a small cupboard. He presented the sisters with a
glass of sparkling ruby wine each and sat back on the bed, grinning from
ear to ear.
"A toast to two radiant beauties," the blood elf said and lightly tipped
his glass to his lips.
The sisters smiled and gently clinked their glasses together before
taking a deep sip each. The wine was rich and fruity, and both of them
felt a slight tingle pass through their bodies.
"Only the finest Silvermoon vintage for my two lovely sisters of the
hunt," said Ranos, putting his glass aside and standing up.
Orina and Viora found their gazes drawn to the thick bulge on the front
of their host's leggings, and giggled. The blood elf gave them a mock
shocked expression, then winked and started slowly stripping out of his
fine merchant's outfit. The night elves watched and giggled, drinking
more and more of the heady wine as they watched the lean, masculine body
of the blood elf become more and more exposed. Viora pondered what Ranos
would say if she and her sister performed a full striptease and had to
keep herself from laughing. The wine made her body feel loose and hot,
and it seemed Orina felt the same.
"Like what you see, ladies? Perhaps you should join me?" the blood elf
said as he dropped his underwear to the floor, revealing his stiff
manhood.
The sisters exchanged a dark look and put their empty glasses aside. As
Ranos sat back on the soft covers of the bed he watched the soft lantern
light play across their soft blue skin as they stripped, slowly shedding
their skimpy sentinel uniforms to the floor. The two blue-haired
beauties slowly walked towards the bed, dropping their undies as they
went, and wobbling ever so slightly. Orina let out a slight hiccup and
Viora giggled, while Ranos scooted back to make room for their large
bodies. He hugged and rubbed his soft hands across their tall bodies as
they crawled up next to him, occasionally tweaking a nipple or landing a
hot kiss on their faces.
"You ready to celebrate our one night together, ladies?" he said with a
confident smirk.
"Of... coursh..." Orina muttered.
"Y-y... oh my... head..." Viora said.
As the blood elf watched, the two night elves seemed to shiver and lose
focus, and suddenly they both slumped down against the covers of the
bed, unconscious. The blood elf let out a triumphant laugh and jumped
over Viora's still form.
"Oh my dear little Ulm and Grecka, how easy you are to catch when you
let down your guard," the blood elf man said, gently stroking his erect
shaft as he watched the unmoving forms of the sleeping night elves.
"I... or rather we... knew what suits you would be using for your
mission and it was easy to find out what way you'd gone after you left
Redridge."
Ranos slowly let his free hand roam up to his neck as he continued
pleasuring himself. He nestled his fingers in under the curtain of his
soft blonde hair and fumbled around until they closed around a small nub
under his skin.
"We're sorry we had to deceive you, but you've meddled in our affairs
one time too many. But don't worry, after we dispose of you your
skinsuits will be put to good use."
Ranos dug his nails down into his own skin, and tugged down. Suddenly
his pretty face emptied and wrinkled, falling forward as his skin split
neatly open along his spine. He released a thick stream of hot cum as he
ejaculated just as his lean, pale-skinned body opened like a ripe fruit,
revealing two slick, thrusting figures. As the empty suit that had been
Ranos collapsed onto the floor as an empty husk, a well-built male orc
and a limber, beautiful blood elf female stepped out.
"That was quite a rush, dear," the red-headed beautiful elf woman said
as she turned around to kiss the orc.
"More than rush," said the orc in a deep, commanding voice. "And it's
about to get better."
"Mmmm. But first I think we need to have a little fun," the elf said
teasingly.
***
Orina felt herself swimming upwards through inky depths, struggling to
regain consciousness. Her whole body felt sluggish and exhausted, but
she knew that there was a very good reason for her to wake up. She
blinked her sweat-encrusted eyes open, and for a few moments she saw
absolutely nothing except darkness. Then her vision slowly cleared, and
she could see the soft surface of a rug and the lower legs of a large
bed somewhere further away. She was vaguely aware that she was naked and
lying on the floor, and that she was gently rocking back and forth as
something tugged at her from behind. Turning her head she saw Viora's
muscular back, and that they were both hogtied behind their backs by
slender but tough ropes.
The motion came from Viora's sharp fingernails slowly sawing through the
ropes holding Orina's hands together. The night elf tried to remember
what had happened, and then her attention was caught by the loud moan
coming from the bed. She blinked the spots away from her vision until it
cleared enough for her to crane her neck upwards and see what was going
on. A slender, scarlet-haired blood elf woman was bouncing up and down
on top of a muscular orc man's erect manhood in the bed, and the couple
were so lost in ecstasy that they didn't even look in the direction of
the sisters. Orina realized that they had been drugged by these two
Horde agents, both of whom she vaguely recognized.
"Danatha and Ok'roth," Orina mumbled to herself.
The two were also Horde spies and Orina knew them well from her real
identity as Ulm, the tauren. They had always been jealous of the
couple's success in the spy game, and during one fateful operation
Danatha and Ok'roth had sworn revenge against Ulm and Grecka.
Fortunately the night elf suits that they currently wore had been
slightly prepared against such an eventuality, and carried a one-time
poison cleansing spell which had awoken the two from their drugged
stupor. As Orina gathered her thoughts, she realized that the couple on
the bed would soon be finished with their celebratory lovemaking. She
felt the bonds holding her down loosen, and quietly hoped it would be in
time.
With a sudden jolt, Orina felt the ropes tear and slip off her sore
wrists, and she immediately reached down to work the second loop off her
ankles. Without shifting position she used her now free hands to quickly
tug and tear at the bonds holding Viora down, and was relieved to
discover that it was an easy task now that she herself was free.
Presumably Danatha and Ok'roth had counted on the sisters being knocked
out for much longer so that they could put them in stronger bonds that a
couple of ropes.
"But that's not going to happen now," Orina mumbled, and sprung to her
feet.
Just as the orc finished, ejaculating with volcanic force inside his
lithe elven partner, the two sisters jumped to their feet and rushed at
the bed. Orina grabbed Danatha and tugged her off Ok'roth's manhood,
letting a flood of seed spill out over all of them and over the bed.
Viora rushed at the prone orc and landed several steely punches to his
square jaw, knocking him out with a surprised yell. Danatha cursed
loudly and squirmed in Orina's grip, but the night elf casually grabbed
her and knocked her out to end her resistance. As she flopped Danatha's
unconscious form across the rug, Orina wiped some of the sticky cum off
herself. She cast a glance over to the floor where the empty suit of
Ranos still lay.
"Damn, they really tricked us this time," she said. "Lucky we prepared
ourselves."
"Indeed. I wonder what their plans are for us?" Viora said, probing
around the room and lifting the flaccid blood elf skin up to study it.
"Whatever it is they should have put us to the blade first before their
victory sex," Orina said, wandering over to pick up the wine bottle and
smell the contents. "Ugh, probably some pretty powerful drug in here."
"I think I know what they were planning!" Viora said from the other side
of the room.
Her 'sister' walked over to the small closet that Viora had torn open.
Inside were not only Danatha and Ok'roth's armor and clothes, but two
soft-skinned bodysuits hanging from their hangers and two piles of
clothes that clearly didn't belong to the Horde spies. Orina leaned down
and opened a small leather satchel resting on the floor of the cupboard
among some curious dried stains and rummaged around inside it.
"It seems they were heading into enemy territory," she said as she held
up a small well-wrapped envelope for Viora.
"Tickets for the ship leaving for Stormwind in the morning", Viora said
as her silvery eyes scanned the cramped writing.
"And the disguises to match," Orina said, showing off the bodysuits
concealed inside the cupboard. "They probably were going to take our
night elf disguises and our gathered intelligence and use it to get
positions of power within Stormwind's military."
Viora nodded. "We would be nothing but a bargaining chip."
"Well, their plan is ruined now anyway. Either we kill them and depart,
or we take their equipment and leave them stranded here," Orina said
with a grin.
"Or... we take not just their equipment, but their whole plan as well,"
Viora said mysteriously.
"I'm not sure what you mean."
"Well, we have two alliance bodysuits with equipment, and two tickets
for Stormwind tomorrow."
"But what about them? And what about our mounts and the people inside
them?"
"I have an idea."
***
It took the sisters some effort to quietly sneak outside and then lead
their two nightsabers up into the room. They quickly examined 'Ranos's'
horse but found it to be a quite mundane animal, apparently without any
hidden secrets of its own. During their travels the two great tigers had
begun acting more and more like beasts rather than people inside of
feline suits, and they now obediently followed their mistresses up the
stairs. Fortunately it seemed everyone else living in the building was
either passed-out drunk or still out partying as nobody seemed to notice
the night elves. Once back up, they made sure that Danatha and Ok'roth
were still solidly passed out before they prepared.
They laid out the two empty Alliance suits on the floor face-down,
spreading their back seams as wide as they would possibly go. The suits
were slightly coated with a layer of sticky fluid inside which indicated
that the two rival spies had had more than a little fun with them before
the mission. Then the two elves picked up the alliance outfits and laid
those out on a clean part of the floor, before commanding their
nightsabers to wait by the empty skinsuits. Orina and Viora dragged the
unconscious blood elf and orc over to where the skinsuits lay, with
Danatha being slipped into the seam of the suit so that only her rump
and back were visible through the seam. On the other side, Viora
slipped down into the bodysuit first instead crawling inside and
slipping her taller form into the rubbery disguise as well as it would
fit.
Orina gave her 'sister' a wink as she straightened up and reached up to
her neck. Soon the lovely form of the night elf sentinel peeled away to
reveal the large, muscular form of Ulm the tauren, who stretched his
brown-furred body and felt his manhood stiffen in the warm air of the
room. Tossing Orina's empty skin to the side, he strode over to easily
pick up Ok'roth like a rag doll, and lowering him down towards the
waiting Viora. The night elf spread her legs wide inside the suit, and
Ulm precisely slipped the orc's thick manhood in between her blue
buttcheeks, then fit the suit over the orc as well as it could go.
Fortunately it proved quite stretchy, and Ulm grinned at the muffled
cries of passion from within.
With a whistle, he called Viora's nightsaber over. The large male feline
obediently shuffled into the skinsuit as well, stretching it impossibly
far to accommodate the huge predator. Its large erect member slipped
straight into Ok'roth's ass, and the tiger reflexively began pumping
which also made the orc stir and pump down into Viora. With a wide
smirk, Ulm struggled and stretched to tug the bodysuit shut, pulling it
up over the three thrusting bodies even as the orc stirred and cried out
in surprise. Then the seam clicked shut on the nape of the suit's neck,
and the huge, distended form started rippling and slimming down as the
magic kicked in.
"Three down, three to go," Ulm said, walking back to the remaining suit.
Danatha was stirring inside it, moaning and moving around weakly, but
her attempt to free herself was halted by her getting impaled from
behind on Ulm's giant manhood. She cried out but couldn't stop the
massive tauren from pumping into her as he squeezed down into the suit
behind her. He grunted and nodded to the second nightsaber, which padded
over and started moving down into the suit on top of Ulm, and he
suddenly felt his rump getting spread wide by the cat's shaft. Suddenly
as he thrust deeper and deeper into Danatha, he felt soft hands trail
across the suit enveloping them, and the warm darkness started to close
around him. As the hands finished by pulling the suit shut above, Ulm
finished inside Danatha, making their last independent memories that of
white-hot ecstasy.
***
"What a lovely day to return home," Eythel said, smiling as seagulls
passed above.
"Indeed, such a beautiful morning," said the human male next to her.
Eythel was a tall, lovely draenei woman dressed in the skin-exposing
robes of a priestess which enhanced her beautiful figure. Pure white
hair and soft light blue skin made the draenei a lovely sight. Next to
her Gareth was much shorter and darker, with tanned skin and raven black
hair, wearing a suit of heavy armor and a tabard. The human man leaned
over to plant a kiss on the draenei's neck, and Eythel giggled.
"I wonder where those strange things came from," Eythel wondered,
looking down at the large burlap sack resting on the deck.
The ship had pulled out of Booty Bay about an hour earlier, and the two
had enjoyed the beautiful, warm day on deck so far.
"I don't know, but whatever it is, it's Horde trickery of some kind,"
said the warrior sternly. "Not something we should handle."
"You're right, of course," the draenei said, reaching down and hafting
the sack up. "Best consigned to the depths!"
She tossed the sack over the railing where it bobbed up and down in the
greenish-blue water for a few moments before sinking from sight. The
draenei and human smiled, as they felt themselves relax.
"I have a feeling our journey will go much smoother from now on," Gareth
said. "Though I'm still tired after last night."
The draenei cast a lusty glance at him. "When we retire to our cabin
tonight I'll exhaust you even more."
The two kissed and watched the sun gaze down at the roiling sea, and
behind the ship the sack sunk towards the bottom of the ocean where
nobody would ever find it again as water seeped into the sack, soaking
the bodysuits and Horde equipment within.
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