She had been unconscious for three days. Her voidwalker had taken her back to her small hovel in the troll section of Orgrimmar and her demons had tended to her as best they could. No one would bother her here as she healed. This section of Orgrimmar was pretty empty besides the rampant flux of new troll druids. She had thought to lock the door when she regained consciousness. She had woken several times to big, furry, troll bear penises skullbashing her mouth till white semen flooded down her throat. It always ended the same. They would root her and cat form, dash away and stealth. The only benefit she had gotten out of it was to spit the sperm up and wipe it on her face. It helped her sexy goblin complexion.
With a grunt, she conjured another health stone and rubbed it softly against her loins. It was a slow process. It had been made even slower due to the matter of her yelling to keep the noise down. If her fel guard played his records backwards one more time, he was getting banished.
She knew the pain would crescendo again in a couple of hours, so she yelled for her demons and they helped her open a summoning portal. She had to get her undead warrior friend there to help her. He would know what to do. He would know how to help get the sliver of broken Dragonsoul out of her pink, damaged vagina. And when she had healed, she might even let her devastated any precious hole on her that he wanted.
Maybe then he'd stop going after that blood elf rogue he'd wanted so badly. Filthy rogue. Candi bet she even poisoned her labia.
"Summon him. Quickly." She muttered. "You too, fel guard. No more backwards Lionel Richie or so help me Light I'm throwing your axe so far up your ass that.."
She let the thought go. It made her pussy quiver and bleed, breaking several precious scabs.
