There is a small Tauren camp, consisting of a few tents ahead. Even as you approach in the waning light of dusk you can tell something is wrong. There is a smell of blood and one of the tents is collapsed, you sneak forward to investigate.
There are two male tauren, dead on the ground, and three living Tauren, one male, two female. The surviving male’s fur is jet black as are the dead ones; he is adorned in white war paints. Of the two females one is a young woman, she has chestnut fur and a curvy body, not yet fully bloomed. Her horns were short and her eyes deep brown and innocent, as wide as saucers. For the bug male had her bent over a sitting log, and was ramming a huge cow penis into her with as much force as she could muster. She grunted and took it like a champion her body exhausted and limp. The noise was mostly coming from the elder Tauren female whose arms were tied behind her, and her body tied lying back against the same log. She was as massive as any Tauren male hunter in size though that mostly was attributed to her almost comical curves.
Her huge bouncing ass jerked as she tried to free herself, her titanic udders sprayed milk as she shook angrily and her deep brown fur held such a healthy gloss not even the ample dirt she was covered in could hide it. “Get off my daughter you ********, fight me like your pathetic ken!” She shouted. The male bull only grunted and thrust faster, causing the girl to moan pleadingly. “Pashwa! Stop taking it and snap his dick off with your cunt!” She shrieked, struggling against her bonds. “Your daughters finished, Taka…” Muttered the bull.
“When my husband gets home from hunting he will shove a spear so far up your tail hole that I’ll feed you too the wolves as rotisserie!” She threatened. You licked your lips at the thought and creep closer. “Oh yah?” replies the gruff male. “By then I’ll be gone, and you’ll be well on your way to raising a Grim Totem calf.” This only brought the endowed Tauren Taka to further her swearing. Emboldened by his threat the male went on; “She’s in season isn’t she? ... I can smell it. Her belly will swell for months with my calf until you must tend her every day. I will impregnate her, and then Grim Totem blood will be in your lineage…” Takas response was unintelligible.
“Get ready slut here comes your… ugh, BABY!” He roars. You watch in fascination as he buries himself into the younger Tauren female. His hefty bull nuts clench, tense, twitch and pull up as his cock pulsates into his mate. She can only manage a poisonous look back at him, she is so beaten. Taka is beside herself as the male empties himself into her daughter. “Aught fuck that’s good.” He pulls out eliciting a gush of semen from the pussy of the collapsed young Tauren.
You creep closer to the camp, the darkness of night falling over you, and the light of the moon washing over the scene of the soon to be young mother, the barbarian and the helpless juicy… mother… You creep closer.
“Well now.” The Bull stands in front of Taka, you can now see he is wounded. Taka looks up past the huge limp genitalia, slick with mating. “IF that takes, that’s one Grim Totem your family will have replaced…” says the bull he grins down at Taka, his hand pumping his meat back to life. “You owe me two…”
Taka braces herself for a fight, he won’t make her with child without a struggle.
