A Bet is a Bet

Peeking through a bush, scanning the thick forest while his nose twitched, alert for any signs of wild animals or gangs of Gnoll bandits that had been seen rowing around the area, Suel carefully stepped through the brush and onto a small path snaking through the wilds, worn into the grass by packs of deer and other game passing through. Though the druid enjoyed exploring the wilds, this time around it wasn't just for pleasure, having been hired by the nearby city of Stormwind to try to track down a marauding group led by Hogger, the Gnolls having come to the area to raid caravans and wreak havoc on the farms and other outposts around the city. Hearing a piercing call coming from above, the Wolvar looked up to see a large, bright white bird circling the skies, taking one last look of the forest before diving down towards Suel, landing right next to him before transforming. With a flash of light and a cloud of magical smoke, the bird turned into a large Worgen, retaining his white coat, standing up straight and shaking off the shivers caused by the transformation as the man turned to the other druid, shaking his head, 
"Can't see much from up there I'm afraid, the forest is just too dense. Looks like we'll have to do this on foot after all." 
Suel chuckled, giving the canine man a nod, 
"I told you, Lykaen. Should've just believed me."
Suel had teamed up with Lykaen since he'd happened to stumble across the old friend while staying at an inn in Stormwind, thinking that an extra pair of paws would help with his task while also allowing the two to catch up. The Worgen druid had happily accepted his offer, joining the Wolvar as the pair headed out of town and into the wilds, following rumours and sightings of the band of Gnoll raiders. 

Unfortunately for the two druids, finding the bandits had turned out to be quite a bit trickier than either had originally guessed, leaving them wandering around the wilds for several days with little progress, nearly leaving their stores of crucial gear and supplies bare, forcing them to head back towards Stormwind for a quick resupply. The several days of roaming around in the forests without much else to do had left the two men rather bored, and thus slightly competitive, having already resulted in several impromptu challenges and dares from them both, their furs still slightly damp from the diving competition that they'd had earlier during the day. So when the two were chatting about how long it'd take for them to get back to the city of Stormwind, it didn't take long for their competitive streak to surface once more, with Lykaen giving a grin while Suel estimated how long their trek would take, 
"Probably another day or so, I'd guess."
"Heh, yeah, definitely at least a day, with your short legs slowing us down."
The Wolvar turned to Lykaen with a smirk, giving the man's belly a playful slap, 
"I don't think it's me who's slowing us down here."
"Oh yeah, want to make a wager~?" 
Suel chuckled, 
"Oh, I wouldn't want to rob you like that. Besides, we've already swapped the same few coins a dozen times by now, it's starting to get a bit stale."
"Ah, plenty of excuses, of course. Well how about we make this a little bit more exciting: whoever loses has to do whatever the winner says for three days straight~" 
Glancing at the smug Worgen, Suel stopped and dropped his rucksack to the ground, giving a nod towards a large boulder off in the distance, 
"You know what? You're on. We start here, and whoever touches that boulder first wins~"

With a laugh, Lykaen shook his friend's hand, shedding off as much weight as he could before transforming into his feline form while Suel did the same, both druids thinking that the speed and agility of the form would be the best in the thick brush of the forest. With their claws digging into the dirt and their playful growls echoing all around, Suel glanced over at the other cat as both lined up next to one another, 
"Ready?" 
"Ready~" 
After a countdown, both druids took off a top speed, sprinting towards the boulder as fast as they could, leaping over roots and rocks as they galloped towards the finish, panting and snarling as they sped through the forest. Suel was dismayed to see his friend starting to just slightly pull ahead after they'd stayed side to side for the first half of the race, trying to push himself as far as he could, but the other male kept gaining distance on him. With his white mane billowing in the wind, a victorious grin on his muzzle, Lykaen was sure of his victory as he looked back at the other druid falling behind, only seconds from winning before his taunting bit him in the rump, stumbling on a stray rock he hadn't seen while looking back at his friend. Spotting the opportunity, Suel gave it everything he got, just barely managing to sprint past the gasping Lykaen and slap his paw against the boulder a split second before his opponent did the same, both felines flopping down to the ground at the finish line, huffing and puffing as Suel smirked,
"Looks… looks like I win… hope you're… prepared for what I've got planned for you~" 

With a very amused smile on his face, and a pink leash in his hand, Suel stepped through the gates of Stormwind, getting a few looks from the soldiers standing guard as he marched into the town. His walk was stopped as his friend on the end of the leash stopped in place, nearly tugging the Wolvar to the ground, getting a groan from Suel as he turned back and gave the leash a yank, determined to get the fellow druid into the city no matter how distasteful the Worgen might've found the idea, 
"C'mon, the deal was that you'd have to do anything I wanted, anything at all. You came up with that, so now you've gotta obey~!" 
On the other end of the leash, fighting back against the tugging, a thoroughly displeased look on his beak, Lykaen grumbled under his breath, standing up in his moonkin form and dressed in a very special getup. His fluffy feathers were hidden underneath a bright pink top and skirt, tight enough to leave his chubby belly peeking out. The skirt was likewise very short, leaving the pink diaper wrapped around his loins very visible, the pinks of the moonkin's girly outfit going well with the embarrassed red blush he had on his face. The entire getup was tied together by a pink collar around his neck, clipped onto the leash that Suel insisted on constantly tugging on to get him to waddle onwards, huffing and groaning as he desperately tried to ignore the stares he was getting from others. Their return to Stormwind had taken slightly longer than a day due to Suel insisting they visit a friend of his that lived nearby, picking up the change of clothes for Lykaen, the friend even giving the Wolvar a few additional diapers just in case his new "pet" needed a change during their stay in the city. Lykaen had of course immediately put up quite the fight after seeing what the other druid had in mind for him, but his arguments and begging didn't have much of a leg to stand on, his entire walk to the city of Stormwind filled with cursing himself for ever even thinking up, let alone suggesting, such an idiotic reward for the winner of their race. The man wasn't sure whether he was glad or even more embarrassed to be stuck in his moonkin form while being led up to the gates of the city, appearing even more ridiculous while in the form of the plump and horned avian, though at least it gave him slight hope that maybe people might not recognise him, his paws tapping along on the paved town roads as he was dragged through the gates by Suel. 

Having to give the leash a good tug every time he felt the moonkin on the other end start to slow down and stop again, the Wolvar led his dressed up pet right through the busiest part of the city, strolling down the main road while a crowd of people rushed past him and his friend. Scratching claw marks into the road as he dragged his feet, groaning heavily while staring down at the ground so as not to have to meet the befuddled and amused looks he was getting from the people out on the street, Lykaen wanted nothing more than to transform into his flight form and fly far away from the entire city. Of course, that'd mean breaking a promise he'd made to Suel, and would most certainly leave him in a rather heavy debt with the man, forcing the Worgen to just sit there and take it, stewing in his embarrassment with his tail feathers flipped down between his legs. Midway through his leisurely walk towards the shops to stock up for their journey, Suel spotted a familiar Vulpera man on the side of the road, pushing along a cart, waving at the approaching Wolvar before raising an eyebrow at the pet the druid was dragging behind him, 
"Wow. Hey Suel, I almost didn't notice your… uhh…" 
"My pet. Do you like him~?" 
"Yeah, he's real… cute?" 
The Vulpera chuckled, stepping over to the dressed up moonkin and giving the collared male a scratch under the beak, getting a grumble out of Lykaen as the druid quickly looked away and blushed. With the laughter of the two other men burrowing into his ears, Lykaen quickly leaned over slightly, squeezing his legs together as a grimace formed on his beak, somehow discovering all new levels of shame after being sure he'd already dug to rock bottom. The humiliation of being dragged through town in such a ridiculous outfit made the moonkin's heart pound harder than any hunt in the wilds ever could, all that added blood flow and adrenaline having some unintended consequences for him, his pink diaper bulging a little more on the front as he gulped and prayed that no one would notice, especially not the man holding his leash, certain that Suel would make sure no one could miss his erection if the Wolvar spotted it. 

After exchanging a few words with his friend and bidding the Vulpera goodbye, Suel continued his stroll down the main road, turning into the equally busy market street with his unhappy pet in tow. Though he relished making Lykaen squirm with embarrassment, the man did still have a more pressing goal in mind for the visit to the city, needing to fill their pouches and rucksacks with all of the provisions needed for another foray into the wilds to seek out Hogger and the rest of the Gnolls. With his potion belt in desperate need of a little refill, Suel first headed into a potion shop, getting only a few steps into the building before the shopkeeper behind his counter stood up and shouted, 
"Hey, no pets in the store!" 
"Oh, but this one is very well behaved, believe me. I can assure you tha-" 
The owner crossed his arms with a determined stare, shaking his head, 
"You know who told me exactly that? The last person who I allowed to bring his pet into my store. That hunter hadn't been here for more than a few minutes before her stinking mutt stuck his snout into one of my shelves, and half my stock shattered onto the floor. No pets, no exceptions!"
Sighing, Suel turned to the moonkin waddling behind him, 
"Sorry boy, looks like you're not coming in with me. Guess we've gotta find you some place to stay while I go and get us some potions." 
Before the druid could think of some spot to leave the softly whimpering Lykaen, someone shouted out to him from behind his back, 
"Need someone to watch your pet while you're shopping~?"
Both males turned to see a Tauren man approaching, a big grin on his face as he gave Suel a hard slap on the back, his nostrils flaring in a short snort as he leaned down slightly to come face to face with the moonkin, patting Lykaen on the head, 
"I can look after the little thing while you're busy. Cute girl~" 
Suel smirked, watching his friend giving him a nervous glance, 
"Oh, I'd be very grateful if you could look after my adorable little… uhh… 'girl', thank you very much~!" 
The Wolvar handed the man the leash, turning to the softly whining Lykaen, 
"Alright, you've gotta behave yourself now, and do absolutely anything this nice man wants you to, understand~?" 
Nodding nervously, Lykaen kept his eyes on the Tauren towering over him as Suel turned around, heading into the store and waving goodbye to him, 
"I'll be back in just a bit, you two have fun until then~!" 

The Tauren watched Suel stepping into the store, waiting outside with the leash in hand until the Wolvar had disappeared into the building, suddenly turning to Lykaen, 
"Well now that your owner is gone, how about you and me have a little fun, cutie~?" 
The man subtly reached behind Lykaen, giving the pet's ass a quick squeeze while grinning, his big diaper crinkling as the horned male grinned at his startled chirp, his face going bright red. Taking the moonkin's tweeting as a yes, the Tauren looked around for a suitable spot to get lewd in, knowing the city's distaste for people getting handsy with their pets out in the middle of the street. Spotting a nice patch of trees and bushes just opposite the potion store that looked like they might offer some cover, the man gave the leash a little pull while nodding towards the hiding spot, cooing to the sheepish moonkin he was looking after, 
"C'mon girl, let's go before your owner is done in there~" 
Having already gathered most of the potions he needed, trying to get everything quickly so as not to waste too much of the Tauren's time, Suel was grabbing up little glowing bottles inside of the store when he glanced out the door, spotting the man he'd left his friend under the care of walking Lykaen into the bushes, the Tauren's free hand resting on the transformed Worgen's rump. Grinning at the man's apparent interest in his friend, the Wolvar decided that he should actually take his time while doing his shopping, staying near the doorway so that he could peek out towards the bushes as he picked up a random potion from a shelf, pretending to carefully examine it while keeping an eye on what the pair outside were getting up to. Clamming up as he was led behind the trees and out of sight, Lykaen was pretty sure he knew what his new caretaker had in mind for him, gulping as the Tauren gently pushed him face first against one of the trees, the hand on his back slowly trailing down while the large male cooed into his ear, 
"You're so adorable, I bet your owner really pampers you every day~" 
With a snort, the Tauren closed his eyes and concentrated, feeling the energies of the wilds gathering around him as he began to change, revealing himself to actually be a druid as well. Lykaen watched the man transform into another moonkin, remaining just as big as he used to be, but without the loincloth that he had on in his true form. The diapered man looked down at the larger moonkin's throbbing manhood, feeling it poke against his thighs as the Tauren let out a soft moan into his ear, the stranger's hands wrapping around his chest as he was hugged from behind, 
"Just relax and enjoy this, girl~" 

Propped up against the tree, Lykaen felt the Tauren grabbing his skirt and hiking it up over his back, the man's thick girth pressing right up against his ass, his diaper crinkling as the horny pet sitter began to grind on him, humping his rear as he moaned under his breath. The Tauren's cock pressed into the soft diaper, squishing and rubbing up against it as he grunted and snorted into the moonkin's ear, his shaft twitching hard with every thrusts as big beads of precum ran down the length before being soaked up by the pet he was humping from behind. Feeling his feathers and fur growing damp from the pre squirted onto him, Lykaen couldn't help but to start pumping out some precum himself, leaking into his padding as his dick throbbed against his diaper, blushing in embarrassment as the bigger moonkin whispered to him, 
"Good girl, you're such a sweet little girl~" 
Peeking out from the doorway of the potion shop, Suel spied on his friend being rutted from behind by the fellow druid, chuckling to himself as he watched Lykaen's flushed face poking out from behind a bush, the shy moonkin's eyes darting around nervously, hoping that no one else had noticed what was going on. Lykaen could feel the other moonkin speeding up, the humping getting more intense as the Tauren continued whispering and moaning into his ear, his own erection grinding against the soft inside padding of his diaper as he quivered, digging his claws into the bark of the tree he was bent over against. Giving the leash a little yank while he was thrusting against the pet's diaper, grunting hard, the Tauren eventually lost control of himself, nuzzling his beak against the back of Lykaen's neck as he came, pumping out several big ropes of cum all over the dressed up moonkin's back and ass, painting the pink diaper with white stripes as the leashed man whimpered softly, nearly filling up the inside of the diaper as well. Panting with a smirk, the Tauren let his twitching cock rest against the splattered diaper for a moment before pushing himself off of Lykaen, transforming back into his original form, his girth hidden back underneath his loincloth once more as he stepped out from behind the bushes with the pet in tow. Suel was already waiting for the pair on the other side of the street, trying to hide his smirk as the Tauren handed him the leash, 
"Ah, I was just… taking your lovely girl for a little walk around the block, she seemed a little restless."
The Wolvar grinned, glancing at the sheepish look on his friend's face as he gave Lykaen's chin a stroke, 
"Oh, thank you very much, how thoughtful of you~! If my 'girl' ever needs someone to watch over her, I'll be sure to bring her over~" 
With a friendly wave, Suel bid goodbye to the thoroughly satisfied Tauren, both druids watching the panting man stagger into a nearby inn for a hard drink to quench his thirsts after the exercise. 

With his new friend taking off Lykaen couldn't help but to feel a little bit parched himself, having waddled around in his heavy diaper and tight clothes all morning long, sweating and squirming around while getting humped. While Suel took a closer look at the sticky mess left behind on his backside, smirking while swabbing up a glob of cum from his lower back, straightening out his skirt to at least try to make it seem like the moonkin hadn't just had an intimate encounter with a needy Tauren, Lykaen gave a soft whimper, speaking in almost a whimper, 
"I'm… I'm really thirsty, can I have something to drink?" 
While inspecting the mess that the pet sitter had made, Suel couldn't help but to start feeling rather frisky himself, the idea of taking a page straight from the Tauren's play book seeming more and more appealing as the tip of his dick rubbed up against his robes. Quickly thinking up of how to solve both his need to unload his hefty sack and the moonkin's thirst in one fell swoop, the Wolvar gave the leash a tug and dragged the padded pet just around the corner, slipping into a nearby alleyway, barely patient enough to get out of eyesight of the crowds of people walking about before he yanked Lykaen onto his knees, 
"You're thirsty, are you~? Alright then, close your eyes and open wide~!" 

Though he was quite sure he knew what was about to happen, Lykaen still couldn't disobey the man's orders, sighing as he opened his beak up and shut his eyes, hearing the druid pulling up his robes before feeling the wet tip of a throbbing cock softly slapping against his beak. With his shaft in hand, Suel pumped hard, shuffling right up to the moonkin so that his sack was almost resting against his friend's face as he jerked off, grinning and panting as his fingers danced across his length, squeezing his knot as he laughed gently. Unable to do much besides try to predict when to prepare for a big mawful of the druid's hot drink based on Suel's panting, Lykaen waited on his knees, flinching when a rope of cum suddenly splattered across his face, followed shortly by a grunt from the Wolvar. Suel quickly aimed down slightly, managing to land most of the rest of his seed inside of the moonkin's open beak, still stroking at his girth as the shots slowed down to a dribble, letting the last few drops drool onto the man's cheeks before finally allowing Lykaen to close his overflowing mouth, 
"Alright, swallow up~" 
With one big gulp, Lykaen swallowed down every last drop of cum that the huffing Suel had pumped into his beak, gasping as he opened his eyes to find the druid staring down at him with a smirk, dick still in hand, 
"Still thirsty for more~?" 
Crossing his arms and giving a grumpy growl, the moonkin looked away,
"No." 
"No, what~?" 
Rolling his eyes sighing, Lykaen answered back, 
"No, thank you."
Grinning, the Wolvar patted the grumbling druid on the head, 
"There's my good little pet~" 

Watching as Lykaen staggered back up to his feet, Suel couldn't resist the temptation to give his friend's ass a fondle, slapping his hand against the diaper and giving it a squeeze, only to find that the padding seemed a little soaked. Spotting the sheepish look on the moonkin's face, Suel chuckled and pushed his hand down the front of the diaper to confirm his suspicions, finding one quivering and sticky manhood within, glazed with the pet's own cum. It seemed like the humping that the Tauren had given Lykaen had gotten him quite excited, and taking the Wolvar's load down his beak had finally pushed him over the edge, ending with him filling his diaper with a big wad of cum. Pulling his hand out of the pink diaper and grinning as he licked it clean in front of the blushing moonkin, watching Lykaen bury his face into his hands, ashamed at not having been able to control himself, Suel gave the bag slung around his back a pat, 
"Well, we can't have you running around with a diaper filled with cum, now can we~? Good thing we got a few replacements, time for a change~" 
The man nudged Lykaen against a nearby barrel, bending him over in the alleyway as he gave a humiliated whimper, pulling his skirt up out of the way and ripping the tape off of his diaper. Suel let the cum-drenched padding fall to the ground with a splat, watching the man's own seed run down the moonkin's thighs as he licked his lips, feeling the temptation to play with his pet some more again, thinking he might as well give the druid a once over while he already had the plump Worgen bent over and naked. Lykaen gave a tiny gasp as he felt Suel spreading his ass cheeks, digging his claws into the barrel he was shoved over as the Wolvar's fingers rubbed up against his tailhole, teasing and tickling it for a moment before swabbing up a good glob of his own cum, smearing it on the hole to act as makeshift lube. The man continued gently playing with the moonkin's asshole for a few more minutes before suddenly and without warning ramming in two finger, Lykaen's eyes going wide as he let out a loud, pleasured moan, his pucker clenching around the digits hard as his cock gave a twitch, slapping against the barrel he was bent over, his squeak echoing around the entire alley as both men stopped in their tracks. The moonkin quickly clamped his beak back closed, whimpering and squirming around with Suel still knuckle deep in his ass, but it was already too late, their blood running cold as they heard heavy footsteps and the clank of armour approaching towards the alley from the street. 

Though the moonkin was frozen on the spot, Suel did at least try to cover up what was happening in the alleyway, pulling his fingers out of his friend's tailhole and getting another lusty chirp from Lykaen, quickly yanking the transformed druid's skirt down as low as possible, but there was simply no way for him to get everything hidden in time. A guard walked around the corner, clutching a halberd and muttering to himself as he turned into the alleyway, 
"I swear, if it's those damn wild dogs again, I'm go-" 
The guard's annoyed expression quickly changed into a very surprised one at seeing the scene unfolding before him, going silent as he stared at the Wolvar with his fully erect dick visibly pushing against his robes and the moonkin dressed up in pink clothes with his lower half dripping with cum, bent over a barrel with his ass spread open. After a few awkward seconds of the guard and the two druids staring at one another in silence, the man sighed and shook his head, rolling his eyes, 
"I don't know how many times we're going to have to go through this before the people in this town finally get it through their thick heads. No fornicating with your pets, not in the streets at least! I don't care what you get up to in your own home, but you've gotta be decent and civilised when out and about, whether you're with your mistress or your hound!"
Suel cleared his throat, holding up his hands with a nervous smile, both hands smeared with cum as he chuckled, 
"L… look, I'm really sorry, my… uhhh… pet here, he just really needed a… well, I… I promise this won't happen again!" 
The Wolvar went to pick up his rucksack as Lykaen quickly pushed himself upright, both druids about to turn to leave when the guard gave another sigh, 
"No, you're not getting off with just a warning, you're spending a day at the stockades, both of you."
Growling, Lykaen gave his friend a rather annoyed look, not very happy about his day of humiliation being topped off with being locked in a stockade for the whole town to mock him, getting an apologetic shrug from the Wolvar in return. Trying to soften the impact at least a little, Suel quickly nodded towards the plump moonkin, 
"W… wait, before you drag us off to the stockades, could I… at least put a fresh pair on my pet here?" 
The guard relented after a few seconds of thinking about it, watching as Suel bent Lykaen back over the barrel again, grabbing a fresh diaper from his bag and snugly wrapping it around the moonkin's crotch, giving it a crinkly pat as he grinned and stood up straight,
"Sorry, it's just that he really likes to run around like this, don't you boy~?" 
Grumbling and narrowing his eyes at the man's smirk, Lykaen nodded, still bound to obey Suel's every word, as much as he might've hated it. With the moonkin changed, the guard grabbed both of the lewd troublemakers by the scruffs of their necks, dragging them out of the alleyway and leading them towards the stockades, intent on making an example out of the pair to hopefully reduce the amount of naughty displays on the city streets. 

Led near the outskirts of the city, getting quite a few funny looks and chuckles from the residents of Stormwind as they were marched through the streets, Suel and his pet were brought to the stockades. The jail deeper into the complex housed most of the city's hooligans and troublemakers, including a few members of Hogger's band of raiders that had been caught during their raids, but the two druids thankfully weren't thrown into some dank dungeon for their public fornication. In a clearing, up on stage where all of the passers-by could see them, a set of heavy wooden stockades stood to discourage any would-be criminals, used to punish lesser criminals that the city guard didn't want taking up space in the prisons. Suel and his pet were marched up onto the raised platform in front of a small crowd that had already gathered to watch the spectacle, the Wolvar shoved into the stocks before the heavy beam was locked around his wrists and neck, pinning him in place as he gave a groan. Lykaen suffered a similar fate just moments behind his friend, bent over and bound in the stockade right next to Suel, the wooden beam closing down over his hands and neck as a heavy iron padlock shut with a click and locked the two halves together. To top off the humiliation, signs were hung around the necks of both men, their crimes painted on them for all of the citizens to see,
"Arrested for public fornication."
Though not particularly enthused about the direction his visit to the city had taken, Suel couldn't help but to smirk at the grumpy and squirming moonkin locked up next to him, watching Lykaen try to dodge the looks and laughs they were getting from the people that had gathered to watch, 
"Hey, look on the bright side pal, at least they're not pelting us with rotten tomatoes."
Lykaen only grumbled to himself, rolling his eyes as his diaper crinkled every time he tried to find a comfortable position to stand, his cum stained pink skirt and top clinging to his fur, 
"I'll get you back for this, just you wait…"

The two druids had only been locked in the stockades for less than an hour before they noticed that something wasn't right, hearing some shouting and commotion coming from off in the distance, watching as the crowd that had gathered to watch them whispered in hushed tones before the guards suddenly ushered them away. Not soon after, even the guards themselves scampered off in a hurry, disappearing behind the fortified inner walls of the city, leaving the dungeons deserted. Of course, the guards had been in such a hurry that none of them had bothered to check whether they'd released the two men still locked in the stocks, Suel and Lykaen glancing at one another nervously before looking around the eerily empty yard they had been left in, the Wolvar shouting out towards where he'd seen the guards run off to, 
"Uhh… hello, anyone? I… I think you might've forgotten some people here? Could… could you at least tell us what's going on, please?!" 
Hearing the drum of rapid and heavy footsteps echoing down the paved streets in the other direction, Suel let out a small sigh of relief, certain that the guards were returning to release him and the Worgen, and to get them safe from whatever was going on that had gotten everyone so panicked. Of course, the man's relief didn't last for very long when he saw a band of Gnolls running towards him, laughing and roaring while swinging blades and hammers in the air, howling like madmen as they rushed towards the prisons, with Hogger at the front of the pack. Lykaen gave a startled squeak at the approaching marauders, scrambling to get out of the stocks, grunting as he helplessly wriggled about, a few feathers fluttering to the ground as the panicked pet trembled. The leader of the Gnolls looked around the deserted area, seeming almost disappointed, lowering the large blade he had raised up over his head before giving a snort, growling as the rest of the warriors beat their chests and pounded their shields victoriously, 
"Look! The cowards ran before even meeting a single one of us in battle!" 
Laughing, Hogger turned his attention to the only people that had been left behind, showing off his sharp teeth as he grinned at the anxious pair helplessly stuck in the stockades, 
"Now, who are these two?" 
The Gnoll walked right up to the moonkin, ripping the sign from Lykaen's neck as the man gave a startled chirp, 
"Public fornication? I see, the cowards hiding behind their walls left me and the boys a little gift, did they? Hoping you two might satiate me and get me to leave rather than burning this whole place to the ground~?" 
Both Suel and the moonkin audibly gulped as Hogger roared with laughter, thrusting his weapon into the wooden stage before grabbing onto his loincloth, some of his men chuckling and whispering to one another as he eyed up the locked up troublemakers,
"Well, I was just here to free my men, but I think we've all earned a little rest after spending so many days in the wilds, with no women around to help relieve us~" 

Stepping between the two locked up druids, Hogger grinned as he pulled his loincloth aside, revealing his weighty and knotted girth rapidly sliding out of his sheath as he slapped a hand on both of their rears, getting a simultaneous yelp from them both, his girth twitching in the air as he turned to Suel, running his hand over to the Wolvar's chin. Walking in front of the druid, the Gnoll was overjoyed to find the man's muzzle very conveniently right at crotch level, laughing as he stuck a finger into the groaning Suel's maw, prying it open as he let his manhood throb right in front of the prisoner's face, 
"You look like you can't wait to get a taste, am I right~?" 
With his nostrils filling with the Gnoll's wonderful scent with every single breath he took, the dripping knotted cock growing to full size right in front of his eyes, Suel couldn't help but to give a shuddering little moan as he nodded, his own dick quickly sliding out of his sheath as the leader of the pack pried his mouth open. Dangling his tongue out, watching the thick shaft twitching every time his hot breath hit it, Suel happily let the Gnoll glide into his muzzle, moaning as the cock pushed into his wide open maw. Inch by inch, the Wolvar took Hogger's knotted cock, the task getting more difficult with every passing second, making him panic if the inches would ever stop as he felt his throat bulging out, but the pack leader's knot finally bumped up against his lips after what felt like an eternity. Grinning, Hogger cupped the druid's chin while leaving his cock hilted in the squirming man's muzzle, giving a small sigh before cooing,
"Ready~?" 
"Mmmph?!?" 
Without any further warning, Hogger suddenly began slamming his thick pole in and out of Suel's maw, making the Wolvar gag on the girth as his eyes rolled back, his feet scrambling and kicking as his own dick swung around in the air, his muffled and strained moans making the rest of the Gnolls grow needy, many of them pulling out their cocks as they snarled and laughed. Just as suddenly as the hard and heavy pounding had started, Hogger slammed his cock almost knot deep in the locked up Suel's throat, growling as his sack gave a twitch, signalling the first rope of cum gushing down the Wolvar's gullet, cum soon overflowing from the druid's maw while Suel simultaneously drenched his robes with his own seed, cumming hands free from the feel of the large member pumping out a load into his belly. 

Pulling out of the gasping Wolvar's maw, Hogger watched Suel coughing up his cum for a few seconds while stroking his cock, smirking before turning to the moonkin, still not quite satisfied. Lykaen had been watching his friend getting muzzlefucked in awe, getting rock hard in his diaper, but now that the big Gnoll's lusty gaze was on him he couldn't help but to feel quite nervous. With a toothy smile, Hogger stepped behind the pet dressed in pink, grabbing the back of the druid's diaper and giving it a hard tug, yanking the padding down to the man's thighs, giving Lykaen's ass a good slap before spreading his cheeks as he let out a squeak. Aided by the lubrication of his own cum and Suel's spit, Hogger rammed his shaft right between the moonkin's ass cheeks, sinking deep into the druid's tailhole as he gave a heavy roar, followed by an equally loud moan coming from the blushing Lykaen, forced to stare at the Gnoll's underlings all glaring up at him while their leader was taking him from behind. With the moonkin's skirt flapping in the wind, Hogger hammered away at his new toy's snug asshole, grunting while grabbing onto the druid's tail feathers, causing the stockade to creak and jostle as he bucked against the plump moonkin's behind as hard as he could, 
"Such a tight little hole~!" 
Gasping, Lykaen could feel the Gnoll's intentions of tying him shortly before it actually happened, his eyes going wide before rolling back as Hogger groaned, his beak hanging open in a silent scream as his asshole was stretched out over the warrior's thick knot, cumming all over the stage while simultaneously getting a huge creampie in his tailhole, his entire body stiffening up as the intensity of being knotted while cumming nearly knocked him out. 

With a huff, Hogger stayed balls deep inside of the moonkin for a few minutes longer, finally giving the whimpering male's rear another slap and yanking his knot out, grinning at Lykaen's exhausted chirp. Watching the well used tailhole twitch and drip with his seed, the large Gnoll pulled his loincloth back over his crotch, grabbing his weapon and yanking it out of the ground where he'd jammed it, heaving it over his shoulder as he patted the still panting Suel on the back, looking over at his men, 
"Alright, I've got my first go at these two, you lot can have your way with 'em next while I go and free the ones those cowards have locked up in their prisons."
Hogger turned to leave as the rest of the bandits immediately rushed to clamber up onto the stage where the nervous druids were locked up on, descending down on the pair like a swarm of locusts. Suel and Lykaen suddenly found themselves practically buried under horny Gnolls, the marauders taking any hole they happened to first thrust inside of, humping the duo in a frenzy as the two men tried to endure the punishment, getting one load after another pumped down their maws and up their tailholes. Some of the Gnolls even groped and sucked on the druid's girths, milking the men while they were being taken from both ends, squirming and whimpering as they went through one orgasm after another. The bandits did eventually tire themselves out however, satisfied after over an hour of putting the conveniently bound prisoners to good use, retreating back out of town along with their leader, leaving two very messy and very tired druids behind. Cautiously arriving back to the stockades after the Gnoll raid had subsided, the Stormwind guards were surprised to find Suel and his pet still in the stocks, both almost completely drenched in cum from head to toe, both gasping while limply leaning over in their bindings, the Wolvar glancing over at the half-awake Lykaen, 
"I th… think maybe next time I'll let you win the race, you know… j… just to see if you can find some way to top this~"