You resolve to cum as quickly as possible and as your knot swells you throw your head back and howl to the sky in triumph as the Tauren woman beneath you cries out in disgust, her braided hair flailing as she shakes her head defiantly. Her wobbling breasts continue their swinging even as you bury yourself as deep as possible and let loose your potent seed against her womb. The feeling is exquisite and the last sensation you experience is creating life in another being as a heavy mallet crashes down on your skull.
Months later the young Tauren woman you took, Patma, gives birth to only one white wolf cub, much to her family’s elation. They all take it as a blessing from the ancients and a tribute to Patma great fertility, increasing her marriage prospects greatly. You are long dead by now, killed by Takas hammer, she still stalks Mulgore, ruthlessly hunting down her now wild children with single minded purpose. This small pup is safe however, pressing himself against Patma breast where he cuddles and nurses to his heart’s content, his bellyful of Tauren milk. There is still hope.
