Crinkling Secrets

Lounging under a tree, enjoying the slight breeze as he leaned his head back in his hands, Suel let out a sigh as he closed his eyes, his tail slowly wagging along the soft grass as the Wolvar took the most out of the lazy afternoon. The druid was usually rather busy, whether it be running all around the world on all manner of quests, or just helping Jerv around the house, but the man finally had a little time to just take it easy and enjoy the silence. As much as Suel loved napping in his cozy bed, his druidic side likewise enjoyed nature, leading the Wolvar to take his break outside in the yard, sitting under the shade of a great tree. The man wasn't expecting Jerv to get home until later that night, bringing along a reward for a job that the pair had completed the previous week, which meant that he had the place all to himself, for the most part at least. The hunter had left her pets to rest and relax as well, but besides the ferals Suel was completely alone, and even the beasts didn't seem bothered to do much besides dozing off after their recent stretch of adventuring. The druid had intended to just get his mind off of all the recent stress with a little sleep and a good meal, but the more the Wolvar relaxed, the more his other needs and desires began to overtake his sleep debts. Opening one eye as he felt his sheath stirring, the male smirked as he saw a bulge beginning to appear on the front of his robes, feeling the tip of his cock poking out and rubbing against the soft cloth, smearing a blob of precum into his outfit. Realising that it had been a good few days since he'd had the opportunity to rest and take a load off, both figuratively and literally, Suel grinned as he took a quick glance around the yard, brushing his robes aside as he grabbed onto his shaft.

With just a few pumps of his knotted cock, the Wolvar had his manhood out of his sheath in all of its glory, throbbing in his hands as he huffed, watching as a trickle of pre ran down over his fingers. Biting his lip as he rubbed and kneaded at his girth, the druid was almost hesitant to even properly stroke at his cock, so pent up that he wasn't sure if he'd last longer than a few pumps. Hoping to make the session a little bit more than just quickly shooting out a wad across the grass, the Wolvar suddenly had a wonderful idea, a flushed and sheepish smile creeping over his face as he clambered up to his feet, his stiff dick pushing through his robes as he headed towards his house. While it had been a few days since he'd last gotten off, it had been even longer since the last time that Suel had gotten to have some fun with diapers, having left his stash at home when going on the adventure with Jerv. The crinkly diapers would certainly make the lewd session that much more fun, but the man hoped it would also add just enough padding to make him feel a little less sensitive, giving him more time to enjoy the moment rather than just rushing to a climax with his hand on his bare cock. Excited over the idea, Suel rushed inside, sprinting past Gullin, waking the glowing spirit boar as he headed straight for his room, getting an annoyed snort from the pet. Inside, the Wolvar reached under his bed, pulling out the hidden stash of diapers, shuddering slightly as he grabbed one, feeling it crinkle in his fingers as he rolled his robes up, not even bothering to get undressed before getting the padding onto himself. 

Only a few minutes after ripping open the tape, Suel was snugly stuffed inside of one of his diapers, blushing and panting softly as he sat down on his bed, hearing it crinkling as his rock hard cock was squeezed against the soft padding. The Wolvar pushed his robes down over the diaper, hiding it under his outfit as he laid a hand on his crotch, giving the plump and bulging diaper a few squeezes, moaning as he rubbed his manhood underneath. The druid was already leaking like a hose, squirting precum into the diaper almost as fast as it was sopping it up, leaning all the way back on his bed, spreading his legs as his toes curled. In a blissful daze, Suel grabbed the diaper with both hands, his tail perking up as he began to thrust against his palms, grinding and humping the diaper on his hands as his tongue hung down the side of his muzzle, moaning as he rolled his hips back and forth. Just before the man managed to completely lose himself to the pleasure of the padding, his eyes snapped open as the front door to the house clicked open, hearing Jerv’s cheerful voice calling out to her pets, 
“Hey there Gullin, where's Skoll and Loque~? Napping somewhere, I bet, just like I'm assuming that lazy little druid is~”
In a slight fit of panic, Suel shot up to his feet from his bed, blurting out a shout before he'd even had the chance to think it over, 
“I'm… I'm in here!”
Not having expected the hunter to be home yet, Suel's mind went blank, standing there frozen in place as he heard the woman's footsteps approaching, his face flushed and his mouth hanging open. Jerv peeked her head into the bedroom, spotting the Wolvar just standing there, his robes hiding the diaper underneath as she giggled, 
“Did I catch you in the middle of something?”
Suel wasn't quite sure what to do, his cock throbbing hard against the diaper stretched over his crotch, pre continuing to spill into the padding as he stammered. The Wolvar huntress knew of his slightly peculiar tastes, having accidentally caught him in the middle of one of his diaper play sessions a little while ago, but he still felt a little shy about sharing that side of himself, especially so out of the blue like this. Against his better judgement, the druid finally just shook his head, clearing his throat as he tried to wipe the blush from his face, 
“Oh, no, I was just… nearly fell asleep there, still a little groggy, that's all. Why… why are you here? I thought it'd take at least until tomorrow for you to get the payment from the man?”
Unaware of the naughty situation she'd accidentally caught her questing parter in, once again, Jerv chuckled and waved for the man to follow, 
“Unfortunately there was a little hitch in that whole plan. Though it's kind of in our favour actually, we'll need to do a little bit more work but hopefully we'll also be paid double. C'mon, I'll explain it to you while we're packing up.”

Grabbing his rucksack, Suel followed the woman out of his room, feeling his heart fluttering slightly as he waddled along, trying not to look too suspicious even with his throbbing dick stuffed into the diaper he was wearing under his robes. Attempting to keep his diaper from crinkling as he followed the other Wolvar, the druid watched as Jerv gave Gullin a pet, 
“So, remember that old artifact we retrieved from the tomb? Well, the caravan it was supposed to arrive on never made it back to the man who hired us. It's somewhere between his town and us currently, at least hopefully, it was last spotted a little ways from here. So all we need to do is to find out what happened to the caravan, and we'll get paid extra.”
Nodding along, trying to follow what Jerv was saying rather than just focusing on his manhood grinding against the soft and slick padding of his diaper, Suel set his bag down, 
“So, we're heading out right now?”
“Well, we ought to, right? Still have a good bit of daylight left, and the longer the caravan is missing the bigger the chance that we'll never find out what happened to it.”
“Yeah, th… that all makes sense…”
Suel knew that he could just make up an excuse and quickly slip back into the bedroom, get the diaper off of him and continue on their journey after, but the Wolvar felt a wonderful thrill from wearing the padding without Jerv even suspecting anything. The druid was only getting harder and harder as he stood in front of the huntress and her pet, his robes just perfectly concealing the bulged out diaper, his cock grinding against the inside of it with every step he took. Too horny not to take advantage of the situation he found himself in, Suel decided to just go with the flow, keeping his diaper a secret as he tossed his rucksack over his shoulder, giving a sly smile, 
“Well, I'm ready to go. Shall we~?”
With a nod, Jerv patted the spirit boar on the side, deciding to just take him with her and leave the rest of her pets to rest up, Gullin’s tail whipping up as the male rose to attention with a happy grunt, 
“Let's get going then.”

Heading out, the pair decided to leave their heartstones at home, wanting to pack as light as possible and risk as few of their valuables due to some reports of bandits pillaging the nearby towns, thinking that the journey wouldn't be a difficult one either way, due to how close to home they were adventuring for once. Following behind the seemingly unaware Jerv, Suel couldn't help but to blush as he trundled along, trying to keep his diaper from crinkling. Every time the padding under his robes made the telltale sound, the Wolvar grimaced slightly, his eyes always shooting over to the huntress, making sure she wasn't looking his way or otherwise suspicious. Yet at the same time, the man always felt an unparalleled thrill at every crinkle, shivers running up his spine and making his tail shake as his knot rubbed against the soft padding, keeping him right at the edge. Though Jerv didn't seem to suspect a thing, she had noticed the slightly odd way the fellow Wolvar was walking, as well as how he would constantly fall behind her by just a step or two. Slowing down to let the druid catch up to her, letting Gullin trot up ahead to scout for the pair, the huntress raised an eyebrow at Suel, 
“Is everything alright?”
Correctly guessing what the woman had noticed, Suel quickly laughed her question off, shrugging his shoulders as he looked away to hide the red overtaking his cheeks, 
“Oh, it's nothing. I think I might've over exerted myself a little bit during our last trip, probably while I was running down that thief in my feline form. Just feeling a little sore and stiff now that I've got the chance to catch my breath, you know?”
Feigning a slight limp to sell his story to the hunter, Suel felt a light wave of relief washing over him as Jerv nodded and patted him on the back, 
“Alright, just give me a shout if you need to take a break.”
“Will do!”
Suel's wide smile turned to a much more sly smirk as soon as Jerv glanced away from him, having to hold back a moan as his cock throbbed inside of his diaper, spilling another squirt of precum into the already soaked padding. 

As their journey continued, Suel's desperation to get off grew worse and worse, the constant edging making him pant like he'd ran across the continent, even though the pair had only strolled down the forest path for a few hours. With his lust making the Wolvar take greater risks for the sweet finish teasing him, the man quietly slipped a hand down between his legs, rubbing at his diaper through his robes as he walked just a step behind Jerv. Biting his lip to stifle a moan, Suel gripped his knot through the padding, tugging on it like he'd just knotted a tight spade milking him dry, almost instantly bringing himself over the edge. With a groan, the druid came in his diaper, the first jet of cum nearly taking his legs out from under him, leaving him gasping for air. As Jerv turned to look at him, Suel had to quickly disguise his moan for a coughing fit, closing his eyes and keeping a hand over his muzzle to tamp down any further grunts or moans, his face glowing red as he filled up his diaper with his seed. The hunter cocked her head as she stared at the oddly behaving druid, watching what seemed like an intense coughing and sneezing fit, unaware that he was emptying out several days worth of cum into the diapers he had hidden under his robes. Shuddering as he felt the padding swelling up slightly from soaking up his load, his still-throbbing shaft grinding against the sticky inside of the diaper, Suel had to lean up against a tree as he caught his breath, recovering from the intense and secret climax. Pulling out the water skin he had slung on his hip, the man took a big swig of the refreshing drink, panting as his legs still quivered, trying to hide the pleasure on his face as he glanced over to the confused Jerv and her boar, slowly sitting down under the tree, 
“I… I think I'll need a minute or two just to take a breath, I… I think I might have a flu or something…”

After managing to compose himself, at least a little more than the huffing and puffing state he'd been left in right after his climax, Suel clambered back up to his feet, letting out a tiny moan under his breath as he felt his cock grinding against the sticky insides of his diaper. Back on the move, the druid was quickly brought back to a full on erection as he waddled around in his cum-filled diaper, only feeling even naughtier now that his padding had a creamy filling, blushing lightly as he imagined the sight he might see if he were to peek into the diaper. The sticky mess Suel was stuck with did make the Wolvar second guess his decision to head out on the journey with his lewd secret however, leaving him wondering how he might clean himself off, lest he be forced to spend the rest of the quest in the cum-filled diaper. The man tried planning some way to sneak away from Jerv for a little while when they'd stop for a bath in a river or a lake, thinking of just discarding the swelled up diaper in some bush somewhere, and then bathing off the mess on his fur after that. Suel didn't get very far in his planning however, with Jerv spotting the fresh tracks of a convoy heading down the path they were on, seemingly in a hurry, as if running from something. Sure that the tracks belonged to the caravan that they were looking for, the huntress quietly signalled for Suel and her pet to follow silently, heading into the bushes and off the path, tracking her quarry from the shadows. It didn't take long for Jerv to see some wreckage in the distance, skulking along the undergrowth with the boar and the man at her heels, quickly closing the distance until she could make out the remains of a convoy on the road. Several wagons had been driven off the path and into a ditch, the steeds pulling the carts seemingly cut free and the wheels smashed, just to make absolutely sure that the convoy couldn't continue further. Several arrows were still sticking out from the sides of the destroyed wagons, deep gouges in the wood from hatchets and blades hacking at it. The two Wolvar quickly hurried over to the site of the pillaged caravan, searching for any sign of either the passengers or the cargo, but finding neither, both seemingly having been taken by whoever had attacked the convoy. Humming as she looked around the area, Jerv found a few marks in the dirt that seemed different, not from the hooves of the horses that had pulled the carriages, leaving her to hope that they belonged to the mounts of the attackers instead. Choosing to follow the marks, the huntress led her companions further, hoping to still be able to retrieve what they'd come to find. 

After tracking the ransackers of the caravan for about an hour, Jerv and Suel spotted a slight plume of smoke in the horizon, both whispering to one another as they drew nearer to the source, hearing commotion in the air. Soon enough, the Wolvar were close enough to finally spot their assailants, bringing their worst fears to life as they peeked out from behind a bush, both silently gasping as they saw a band of Horde marauders. The pair could see about two dozen heavily armed and rather rowdy men all cheering and prancing around a campfire, the blood red banner of the Horde draped from a nearby tree, seemingly in a celebratory mood after their successful raid. The crowd featured mostly Tauren, Vulpera, and a handful of Dracthyr, some armed with axes and swords while a few bow-wielding hunters tended to their pets near the outskirts of the camp. Jerv shook her head at the sight, suddenly feeling a bit more unsure about their chances of successfully completing their task, now that she knew it wasn't just a few local bandits that had robbed the caravan, but a whole Horde raiding party instead. Turning to Suel, the huntress whispered as she nodded towards the camp, 
“Can you go take a look at them from the skies?”
Though the sensation of his sensitive tip smearing cum across the inside padding of his diaper had kept Suel a little distracted, he still had his head in the game enough to turn into his flight form at the snap of a finger, morphing into a small crow sporting brown and white feathers in a similar pattern as his coat. Spreading his wings and taking flight, the druid circled above the Horde camp, making good use of their distracted state to spy on the layout of the encampment. Suel could make out a few non-horde men tied up off to the side, seemingly the people from the caravan the raiding party had ambushed, still alive thankfully. Near the prisoners were also a stack of chests and boxes, the loot stolen from the caravan, most likely where the artifact that the Wolvar were supposed to reacquire would also be. Taking a few more laps around the camp, the joyful mood of the Horde members was made very apparent to the druid, smirking to himself as he watched a Vulpera tapping another keg of ale right next to a Tauren couple getting handsy with one another. Making his way back to the edge of the clearing, where he'd left Jerv and her pet to hunker down and stay hidden, Suel descended down before transforming back to his usual form, making sure to quickly get his robes down straight so as not to reveal the lewd secret hiding beneath. The huntress glanced over at him, 
“Well, what's it look like over there?”
The druid pointed towards the edge of the camp he'd seen the prisoners at, 
“The drivers and the guards are tied up there, along the side. That's also where the stolen valuables are. I'd say just about everyone in there is blind drunk, besides maybe those prisoners.”
Thinking it over for a few moments, debating whether it was better to just leave and let a more well-equipped group drive the Horde out, Jerv mulled the conundrum over for a few seconds before a sly smile formed on her muzzle, 
“How about we take a little risk, and steal their loot right from under their noses while they're busy getting drunk~?”

With a plan formulated, the two Wolvar and their suid companion went to work, with Jerv and her pet circling around the camp while Suel put his druid powers to work once more. Turning into his snake form, the newly-reptilian male slithered through the tall grass closer to where he'd seen the valuables stashed, his brown and white scales keeping him camouflaged against the dirt ground. Thankful that the camp didn't seem to have any lookouts, none that weren't getting drunk and rowdy with the rest of the Horde marauders at least, Jerv kept crouched down as she approached the tents from a good blind spot, Gullin staying by her side. Almost up to the camp, the woman suddenly froze on the spot as a flap from one of the tents nearest to her flipped open, a rather drunk Dracthyr and an equally tipsy Vulpera both stepping out. The Dracthyr barely even bothered getting out of view of the entire camp before he reached for his lower half, running his hands down his golden scales as his wings stretched out slightly, pushing his pants down and letting his cock flop free. Without saying a word, the Vulpera knelt down in front of his comrade, taking the dragonic male's girth into his muzzle with practised ease, swallowing it down to the very last inch while the Dracthyr just gave a drawn out grunt, grabbing his head with one hand while taking a big sip from a bottle of ale with the other. Caught out in the open, not quite near enough to the camp to dash into cover yet still far enough from the cover of the woods that she couldn't just retreat into the bushes, all Jerv could do was to drop flat against the grass, quietly hoping that the pair wouldn't spot her or the four-legged companion with her as she began to crawl away. The Vulpera bobbed his head up and down, audibly moaning as he blew the Dracthyr in dire need of some relief, too focused on servicing the other man to notice the huntress inching away from them just a stone's throw away. As much as Jerv would've loved to stick around and enjoy the sight of the private, or not so private, moment, the Wolvar kept crawling further, very nearly managing to duck behind a few crates when she suddenly heard the winged dragonid giving a hefty grunt. Realising that the Dracthyr had just finished, the hunter panted under her breath as she hurried up, crawling faster as the loud gulping of the Vulpera covered the rustling of the grass, just inches away from safety. But at the very last moment, the woman heard the Vulpera’s wet lips popping free of the other warrior’s cock, grimacing as he yelled out just a beat after, 
“Hey, there's someone here!”
Glancing over her shoulder, Jerv sighed as she saw the Vulpera jumping up to his feet, wiping cum from his lips, both of the men drawing out their swords as several more Horde soldiers poured out from the surrounding tents to see what the commotion was all about. 

Before she even had the chance to get up off the ground, Jerv was surrounded by a group of rather annoyed looking assailants, armed to the teeth as she and her pet stared up at the Horde marauders. Willing to concede when completely outplayed, the huntress thought it was best not to put up a fight as the men descended on her, grabbing her from the ground and hauling her up to her feet, a length of rope appearing from the crowd to pin her arms to her sides as the Horde soldiers jeered and yelled. Jerv’s hopes of Suel managing to get her out of the sticky situation were dashed just moments later as well, since the woman's discovery put the entire camp on high alert, leading to the druid being discovered soon after, even in his reptilian form. Hearing chatter and yelling coming from somewhere beyond the tents, a deflated look of defeat came over Jerv’s face as she listened to her partner being captured as well, 
“It's a druid, get him!” 
The hunter and her leashed up pet were marched into the middle of the camp, all of the Horde members coming out to see who they'd managed to nab, the annoyed grimace on Jerv’s face growing as she tried to wriggle against the rope binding her arms, spotting Suel in his usual form being walked in as well. 

A Tauren warrior stepped up to the tied up woman, brandishing an axe in his hand as he stared down at the Wolvar, his nostrils flaring as he snorted, 
“I bet they're spies, Alliance scouts sent to find us! We ought to just cut them down straight away!”
Gulping quietly as the crowd around her erupted into cheers at the suggestion, glancing over at the equally nervous looking Suel across from her, Jerv decided it was time for some quick diplomacy, 
“N… no, we're not scouts! Or spies! We're just… mercenaries, we found the looted wagons and thought that some local bandits had attacked it.”
A female Vulpera appeared next to the huntress, running a sharp dagger against the fidgety Wolvar's side, 
“And now she's insulting us as well, calling us bandits!”
Jerv shook her head, 
“No! That's not what I… I just meant that…”
Willing to try anything to get out of the tight spot she found herself in, Jerv decided to take inspiration from the lewd sight she'd witnessed earlier, the very same that had gotten her caught in the first place. Correctly deducing that most of the Horde camp was rather pent up and in desperate need of a good rut, the Wolvar tried to turn her nervous grimace into a more sultry smile, 
“I… apologise if I offended you, and for our trespassing. Obviously, we were in the wrong, and we would both be very willing to make it up to you. Any way you want~”
Seeing the direction Jerv was taking the negotiations, Suel went pale as his heart skipped a beat, his tail curling around his legs in an anxious swoop as he looked around at the very obviously intrigued marauders. The druid didn't have much against working some favours of the carnal sorts if it meant getting away in one piece, he wasn't exactly unfamiliar with that sort of thing after all the surprisingly lewd adventures he'd been with Jerv, but the man did have a much bigger issue with what was hidden underneath his robes. Mortified that an entire camp, along with Jerv herself, would see the diaper he had secretly filled with his seed, Suel tried his best to signal the hunter to stop, shaking his head and mouthing no at her. Jerv wasn't even looking over at the druid however, more focused on the Tauren standing in front of her, watching his angry expression turning to a lusty grin as he sheathed his weapon, the rest of the group showing similar signs of agreement as he nodded, 
“Anything, you said~?”
“We'd be glad to be at your service~”

With a hidden sigh of relief, Jerv glanced around her as the Tauren cut off the rope binding her arms, just about to say something when the man suddenly grabbed her clothes, ripping them right off of her. Giving a tiny squeak of surprise, Jerv instinctively tried to cover up her crotch and chest, but quickly warmed up to the idea, clearing her throat as she revealed her naked body to the group of leering men gathered around her. Not particularly shy about their intentions, the men were on the huntress in seconds, a Dracthyr reaching from behind her to grope at her thighs as she giggled, feeling the dragonic male's quickly stiffening manhood pressing against her rump. As more men crowded around Jerv, the huntress spotted a few of the ladies of the camp grabbing Gullin’s leash, gently tugging the feral boar off to the side, seemingly just as desperate for a little relief as the men. Suel wasn't safe from the increasingly stirred up marauders either, giving a sheepish frown as the men that had been restraining him just moments earlier suddenly began feeling him up, a Vulpera grabbing at his robes to take a peek underneath, his increasing panic visible on his face as a bead of sweat formed on his brow, 
“W… wait, maybe I could just… wouldn't you like my muzzle more than my tailhole?”
The men just laughed at the druid's desperate attempt at keeping his robes on, a nearby Tauren shaking his head as the Vulpera continued slowly peeling back the cloth cloaking Suel's flank, 
“We've got plenty of people here willing to give head, but not a lot of us guys are quite so ready to get bent over. Now, you heard your lady friend there, you're gonna do anything we want if you're getting out of here in one piece~”
Resigned to his fate, Suel sighed and stared down at the dirt, dejected as the Horde warriors ripped his robes off, revealing the plump diaper hidden underneath. For a single beat, a silence fell over the group as they stared at the blushing Wolvar, before the mood quickly turned even more jovial. Glancing over at the druid as soon as she heard laughter and chuckling coming from his direction, the hunter spotted Suel amongst the group of men, trying to hide the diaper with his hands as a few trickles of cum spilled out down his inner thigh. Jerv couldn't help but to smirk herself, rolling her eyes as more men crowded around her, cocks being shoved in her face from all directions as she gave a playful sigh, 
“Should've guessed…”

Blushing as his eyes flicked around, seeing plenty of grinning and lecherous faces staring back at him, Suel gave a light squeak as a hand slapped on the back of his padded rump, crinkling the diaper as a tall, broad Tauren stepped behind him. The man pressed right against his back, making him shiver slightly as he felt the rough fur rubbing up against him, a big hand grabbing his shoulder as a gravely voice cooed into his ear, 
“Does this little one need changing~?”
Suel let out a moan as the Tauren's loincloth was pulled aside, the warrior’s cock poking up through his thighs, girthy and long, throbbing as he gave a shy smile. The Wolvar let out a small gulp as he glanced down at the manhood squeezed between his legs, a big droplet of precum spilling from the glistening tip as the Tauren's heavy breaths tickled the back of his neck, standing still as a finger pushed down the back of his diaper, slowly pulling it down. The warrior slipped the padding down just enough to get a good look at the druid's ass cheeks, giving them a squeeze as he grinned, spotting Suel's sack dangling down, glazed in the cum the Wolvar had filled the diaper up with earlier on. With a small nudge, Suel was shoved up against a barrel, grabbing it with a huff as the Tauren spread his cheeks, pressing the girthy tip between them. Reaching around the softly whimpering Wolvar, the warrior grabbed the front of the druid's diaper, feeling the rock hard manhood pulsing underneath, gently rubbing and massaging the bulge as he pressed his dick into the tight tailhole. Suel moaned as the Tauren's girth plunged inside of him, pushing his rear back against the man's crotch as his own dick spilled more precum into the already sticky diaper, clinging to the barrel he was bent over as the Horde soldier grunted into his ear, giving a hard enough buck to nearly topple both him and the barrel over. Watched by throngs of other men, most of them already jerking off as they waited their turn, Suel took the Tauren balls deep, humping his diaper against the warrior’s groping hand at the same time. With his eyes rolling back as his tailhole was stretched around the thick bovine cock, the druid knew he couldn't last for much longer, suspecting that the man taking him from behind was equally close based on the heavy grunting and snorting. Letting go of his worries of being embarrassed, the Wolvar just enjoyed the ride as he was rutted hard, the Tauren's hips crashing against his ass, his dick throbbing in his diapers as the man groped and fondled him. Reaching the peak, Suel gasped hard as he came to a shuddering climax, filling the diaper with yet another load of cum as his tailhole squeezed down on the warrior’s girth at the same time, milking the Horde marauder through his orgasm. It only took a few hard clenches until the druid felt his partner cumming as well, trembling as the first shot of hot and sticky seed rushed into his asshole, bubbling and leaking out right into his diaper, joining the load he'd sprayed out into the padding himself. With a moan and a lusty yet delirious look, Suel leaned over the barrel as he smiled, giving a flinch as he felt the Tauren's girth popping out of his tailhole, another man stepping to take the warrior’s spot behind him. 

While the druid and his owner were both getting busy entertaining the men of the Horde camp, Gullin was being led off to the side by the few women that had immediately taken an interest in the feral male, grinning and chuckling amongst themselves as they ushered the beast near to the centre of the camp. A Dracthyr woman, a mage dressed in tribalistic tatters with blood red scales, immediately knelt down next to the spirit boar, stroking his side as she reached another hand under his belly, spreading her legs to expose her already wet slit, 
“What an interesting specimen~”
Another lady, a Vulpera with a bow slung around her back, immediately cast aside her loincloth, stepping in front of the boar as she pet him, giggling as she watched her friend feel around under his belly, 
“Is he as big as he looks~?”
The Dracthyr mage didn't have to feel around for long, grabbing the pet's sheath as his pink, corkscrew cock already poked out, sliding into the palm of her hand, squirting a few threads of precum onto her fingers and the dirt below, 
“I could certainly have some fun with this~”
The Vulpera huntress smirked as she pushed a finger between her thighs, rubbing at her pussy lips for a moment before sliding the digit inside, fingering herself as she panted. After thoroughly coating her finger with her juices, the woman pulled it out, presenting it to Gullin, watching as the boar sniffed at her scent before opening his maw, licking her digit clean, 
“Oh, your mistress has trained you well~”
With a mischievous grin, the Vulpera grabbed the feral's head with both hands, stepping closer to him as she guided his muzzle between her thighs, pressing against his snout as she huffed. Understanding perfectly what the woman was after, Gullin was more than happy to part his maw and eat out the huntress, lapping his tongue against the Vulpera’s cunt. Leaning against the spirit boar, the hunter moaned with a blush reddening her face, grinding her loins against the beast's muzzle as his wide tongue slithered past her pussy lips, pushing deeper inside of her as her eyes rolled back. Watching the other woman being licked out, the mage smiled and rubbed at her own slit, letting Gullin’s girth thrust against her hand and soak it with his precum before smearing it all over her mound, a mixture of her sweet sap and his musky pre glistening on the scales around her loins. 

Only able to catch a few glimpses here and there at how Suel and her pet were faring up with the needy Horde assailants, Jerv found herself surrounded on all sides by the horny marauders. Her clothes torn off and lying on the grass, all the Wolvar could do was to surrender herself to the mercy of the pack of lecherous soldiers eager for a taste of the newcomer. The huntress moaned as hands reached to grope at her from all angles, unable to even see who was squeezing her ass cheeks before another man slipped a hand between her thighs, rubbing at her bare pussy lips, a third hand groping at her chest and rubbing at her nipples. Though Jerv couldn't exactly claim to hate the lewd attention she was getting, feeling her cheeks burning bright with the fondling and groping she was getting, the hunter couldn't help but to feel a little nervous about the enthusiasm of some of the men, afraid that the situation might've actually been slightly more dangerous now than when the Horde marauders still thought that she and Suel were there to spy on them. The men were so impatient to get a piece of her that some actually seemed to be on the verge of starting a brawl over who'd get to have her first, pushing and snarling at one another while trying to muscle their way to the front of the pack. While many of the more muscular and tall warriors were busy trying to fight for the right to breed the woman first, someone else had a slightly different strategy in mind, a small and lithe Vulpera sneaking up behind Jerv, suddenly wrapping his arms around her hips as she gave a startled squeak, feeling his knotted length prodding at her pussy lips. 

The hunter glanced over her shoulder at the grinning man, blushing lightly as he winked at her, not bothering with any introductions or foreplay before he just plunged his manhood into her slit. Surrounded by horny men, leaky cocks poking at her as she was still getting fondled every which way imaginable, Jerv gasped as she took the Vulpera’s cock nearly knot deep in just a few thrusts, her legs quaking under her from the surprise mounting. Though a little shorter than most of the other men waiting to pound her, the canine fucking Jerv was certainly well enough endowed to make the huntress moan with pleasure, especially since she knew that she still had the best part to look forward to, shuddering slightly with her ears folded back every time she felt his knot kissing her pussy lips. The Vulpera grunted and growled as he hammered away at the naked lady's mound, pulling her back against his cock as he thrust just a little bit deeper every time, trying to ignore the other men as half cheered him on and the other half yelled for him to hurry up. Jerv had to hold onto a nearby Tauren just to stay upright as the energetic little Vulpera nearly bowled her over with his bucking, her moans getting slightly higher in pitch as her tail raised up high, a blissful look taking over her face as soon as she felt the knot slipping inside. Clenching down around the canine cock, making for a tight and snug tie, the Wolvar howled as the girth throbbed deep inside of her pussy, pumping out a load big enough that she could guess it had been at least a week or two since his last time, a few drops of the seed overflowing and spilling out onto the grass below even with the Vulpera’s knot plugging her up. 

Left bent over the barrel, Suel gasped and groaned as he recovered from the thorough rutting he'd just been given, softly whining under his breath as he pushed out cum from his stretched out tailhole, letting it gush into the diaper. Panting as he listened to Jerv moaning a few feet away from him, unable to see what the fellow Wolvar was getting up to due to the crowd of men between them, but he could guess that the huntress was having a similarly great time as he was based on the pleasured wailing and barking. The druid wasn't allowed to catch his breath for very long however, with a green-scaled Dracthyr male suddenly stepping in front of him, seemingly intent on putting his open mouth to good use. Surprised at the tapering and glistening pink manhood suddenly slapping on top of his snout, taking up his entire view, Suel barely had time to even process what was going on before a pair of hands grabbed his muzzle, fingers slipping inside and prying it wide open. Not even trying to fight back, only gaping his maw even wider open, the Wolvar happily took in the dragonic male's girth, moaning as it slid down along his tongue, towards the back of his throat. Grabbing the reptilian’s legs to steady himself, knowing what he should probably expect next, Suel braced himself as the impatient Dracthyr gave a grunt, slamming into his maw. Gagging slightly as the entire length barrelled down his gullet, his lips puckered tight against the thick base, the Wolvar quickly recovered from the initial shock of the rather aggressive oral, putting his tongue and muzzle to work. Bobbing his head up and down, cupping his tongue along the underside of the man's girth as the Dracthyr humped his face, Suel focused on getting the Horde marauder off, all the while the load of his last “customer” was still dripping down his haunches. The druid's nostrils flared as he tried to keep breathing as best as he could, unable to get a good gasp of air in between the man's incessant and hard pounding, Suel let out a muffled groan as the draconid grabbed and yanked on his ears, planting the cock as deep as possible into his throat, his snout nestled right against the heavily moaning male's genital slit. The Dracthyr’s wings spread out as he roared with lust, cum spilling out from the nose and the corners of the druid's maw as he pumped out every last bit of his seed he had to give. Struggling to swallow down such a sizeable load, Suel’s throat bulged out as he gulped down one shot of cum after another, the sticky white mess spilling out all over his chin and chest, his own manhood twitching in his diaper as men laughed at the padded up Wolvar servicing the snarling Dracthyr. 

Digging into the Vulpera’s mound, snorting softly as he lapped at the hunter's pussy, Gullin was thoroughly enjoying the pampering he was receiving from the ladies of the Horde camp. The boar’s corkscrew cock was gliding in and out of the draconid’s hand as he ate out the panting Vulpera, precum spilling onto the ground below as his tail flogged the air. The Dracthyr mage watched her friend being licked as she jerked off the beast and fingered herself, quickly getting needy for some loving from the suid male as well. The woman let go of Gullin’s shaft, wiping her precum soaked hand on her thigh before patting the feral on the side, getting his attention as she laid on the ground on her back, beckoning for the male to come over as she licked her lips, 
“Show me what you can do with that intriguing manhood of yours~”
Always eager to please, whether it be with his owner or guests, Gullin pulled his snout out from the Vulpera’s crotch, smacking his lips as he trotted over to the other woman. Stroking the boar’s neck and belly as he stepped over her, the Dracthyr slowly let her hand wander down between the feral's back legs, moaning quietly as she felt drops of precum drizzling down on her chest and thighs like rain. The mage grabbed onto Gullin’s cock, guiding the long and thin member to her slit, pressing the tip against her pussy lips before letting go, allowing the pet to drive his own manhood deep into the dragonid’s depths as she gasped softly. Wrapping her arms around the boar, spreading her legs and bucking up against the beast's crotch to slam him balls deep inside of her, the mage shuddered as Gullin’s long and spiral shaft reached deep, loving the unique sensation of the pet's prehensile cock drilling into her slit. The Vulpera squatted down to get a good look at the woman getting rutted, rubbing at her slobber-soaked cunt as she bit her lip with a grin, excited about trying the pet out right after the mage. Stretching out her legs and embracing Gullin with a wail, the Dracthyr felt the boar’s tip reaching all the way into her cervix, cumming right alongside the grunting feral as she moaned and trembled, feeling the male's seed spewing into her in big jets, ending with one final shot of more gelatinous cum to plug her up and hold in the load. Gullin pulled out of the gasping woman, stepping away as his shaft rested on the Dracthyr’s belly, a few final squirts of his cum leaking onto the soft scales as the mage smiled up at him, still reeling from her climax. 

Giving a short yelp as the knot tugged free of her slit, Jerv fell onto her knees, perfectly at crotch height much to the Wolvar's chagrin, having hoped to get a little breathing room after servicing the Vulpera. The huntress looked up to see a Tauren grinning down at her, throbbing cock in hand, a steady stream of pre spilling from the tip like a river, leaving her blushing lightly as the musky scent reached her nostrils. Not bothering with asking the woman for permission, the Tauren simply grabbed Jerv by the neck, yanking her face right into his crotch. Gasping as her snout was shoved against the man's hefty sack, the hunter moaned, taking in the mouthwatering scent as she licked and kissed the Horde marauder’s balls, gently caressing them as the bovine's cock throbbed right against her cheek, spewing pre all over her fur. Before Jerv had had the chance to wrap her lips around the manhood presented to her, she felt someone grabbing her tail from behind, glancing back to see another Tauren kneeling with his loincloth pushed aside, his dick rock hard as he eyed up the Wolvar's rump. Leaning forward slightly, presenting both her tailhole as well as her creampied cunt to the other taker, Jerv giggled quietly as she got back to work on the manhood in her hands, pulling her muzzle out from the Tauren's sack only to plunge the girth into her mouth. Almost at the very same time, the raider behind her finally made his choice, stuffing a finger into her filled up slit and scooping out some of the cum the Vulpera had pumped in her, smearing it across his cock for lube before ramming it into the huntress’ tailhole. Moaning as the Tauren behind her bucked into her asshole hard, Jerv’s maw was shoved down onto the other throbbing cock, forcing her to nearly take the girthy man all the way to the base in one go. Surrounded by grunting and panting men, splashes of precum spraying onto her back and face, Jerv was spitroasted by the two Tauren, her green eyes staring up at the one swabbing her throat as she moaned and quivered, feeling filthy yet utterly delighted at being ravaged in such a fashion. Trying to guess which of the pair would be the first to go, the Wolvar smirked as she felt the cock in her tailhole twitching hard, the familiar sensation of a hot load spewing inside of her before leaking down her haunches making her squirm as the man taking her from behind roared in a frenzy. In a split second, the Tauren pulled out, only for another man to quickly take his place, not even looking at which hole he'd enter before just plunging into Jerv as she gagged on the girth stuffed down her maw, her fur growing more soaked with cum with every soldier that she serviced. 

Both Jerv and Suel went through nearly every last man of the few dozen in the Horde camp, all of their holes used as load after load was sprayed both in and on the pair of Wolvar, until the two were eventually left laying in sticky puddles of cum after hours of entertaining their captors. The Horde marauders weren't quite done with the two yet however, Suel's ears perking up as he heard some of the men quietly chatting and laughing as they stared at him, gasping as he staggered to get up from the mess he was lying in. The druid couldn't quite make out what the men were talking about, other than hearing a few words mentioning something about a mount, as well as both him and Jerv, a nervous shiver running up his back as he saw a few of the soldiers nodding and glaring at him. Without any warning, one of the Tauren suddenly grabbed Suel, helping the diapered Wolvar up to his feet as he let out a startled squeak, still unsure about what was going on as he was being led towards the edge of the camp, spotting that Jerv was being walked to the same place. The intentions of the pervy raiders quickly became clear as soon as Suel spotted a feral mount with his lead tied to a tree, a giant draft horse with a pitch black coat, his equine cock hanging down from between his back legs as he grazed on the grass. The Tauren holding Suel let go of him and shoved the druid towards the stallion, grinning as Jerv was nudged over as well, the soldier's arms crossed as he stared at the naked and cum-soaked Wolvar, 
“We're not the only ones in need of some relief here, it's been a good few weeks since our mount here has been with a mare. Go take care of the poor thing, and then we might think about letting you go~”
Jerv and Suel glanced at one another before both looking over at the very well-endowed feral, sharing a slightly nervous look, though neither was putting up any sort of a fight as they took a few careful steps towards the stallion. 

The two Wolvar gently stepped over to the equine, making sure not to startle him as they gingerly pet the feral, letting the curious stallion sniff and nose at their musky coats, seemingly getting excited at the lewd scents soaked into both of their furs. Jerv was the first one to get down to business, kneeling underneath the large male, unable to keep a sly smirk from taking over her muzzle as she got an up close look at the twitching and stiffening horse cock, having always been quite fond of big beasts like this. Suel joined the huntress underneath the equine, on his hands and knees as he found himself staring down the girthy member, even the unflared tip looking intimidating as a big glob of precum spilled from it, stretching into a thin thread as it drooled onto the grass below. Jerv reached for the shaft, having to use both hands to grasp around it as she huffed, her tail rising up as the stallion gave a soft, needy whinny, gently bucking against her grip as another squirt of pre shot out from the tip. Under the watchful eyes of the entire Horde camp, the woman slowly ran her hands up the feral's girth until she had her fingers locked around the very base of it, leaning closer to nuzzle her snout against his hefty sack, giving it a few tender licks and kisses as she massaged the girth. Following the hunter's lead, Suel cupped the horse's tip with his hands, feeling his heart skip a beat as the stallion gave another thrust, panting with excitement as he went in for a lick, getting a good taste of the precum drizzling all over his chest and belly. 

With the druid already getting a good handle on the feral's manhood, Jerv decided to focus her attention further north still, keeping one hand gingerly fondling the stallion's balls as she rose up to her feet, brushing aside his long and smooth tail to get a good look at his plump and puffy pucker. Without much hesitation, the huntress stuck her face into the beast's haunches, giving the tailhole a few good and thorough licks, tracing the sensitive rim of it with the tip of her tongue before sliding it deeper still, moaning against the donut as the stallion lowered his head with a delighted snort. Using two hands to hold up the heavy horse cock, Suel rubbed and massaged it all over, licking and suckling on the tip of it as more and more pre streamed from it like a fountain, his diaper crinkling as his own dick swelled up to full size again. With a growing lust, and some big intentions, the druid opened his maw as wide as he could, sticking his tongue out as he moaned, carefully cramming the stallion's girth into his muzzle. Though he couldn't get more than a few inches of it inside of him, it was still enough for Suel to nearly cum on the spot, and the tight and wet maw was having a very similar effect on the mount he was pleasuring as well. Rimming the equine, Jerv felt his tailhole clenching down around her tongue as he whinnied and neighed, hoofing the ground as his balls twitched in the woman's hands, giving a few bucks against the other Wolvar's muzzle before reaching a heavy climax. The first jet of cum shot straight down Suel's gullet as the tip flared in his mouth, keeping the horse stuck in his maw as the cum began to pour from the struggling and moaning man's muzzle, bubbling up from his nose and the corners of his mouth, spilling all over him like a waterfall as the pent up stallion's load emptied into his throat. 

Gasping as he pulled off the shaft of one very satisfied stallion, Suel staggered out from under the feral equine, coughing as he wiped his sticky lips, getting a few laughs from the crowd watching him and the huntress. One of the men stepped out from the crowd, a Vulpera with a few daggers at his hips, the only one who still had his clothes on, though he certainly seemed to have enjoyed the show based on the big bump on the front of his pants. The grinning rogue stepped over to Suel, giving the thoroughly cum-drenched and swollen diaper a light pat, 
“Looks like this little boy needs a change. Wouldn't happen to have a fresh one with you?”
The blushing druid looked at the Vulpera as he grinned, winking at Suel as he grabbed his pants, 
“No? Well, don't worry, I think I might be able to help~”
The rogue slipped down his pants to reveal a diaper underneath, getting a few chuckles and whispers from the crowd as he hooked a hand around the surprised Wolvar's shoulders, nudging the man over to a nearby tent. The Vulpera disappeared inside for just a moment before stepping out with a fresh diaper in hand, nudging the druid onto the ground. Laying on his back, Suel groaned with embarrassment as the man spread his legs, gently ripping open the tape on his cum-filled diaper, lifting up his rump like a toddler before pulling it out from under him, tossing it away and sliding the fresh padding under his ass. Covering his face with his hands, peeking out from between his fingers with a shy smile as he watched the men laughing and chuckling at him being changed, Suel gasped softly as the Vulpera wrapped the diaper up tight around his crotch. With a smirk, the rogue knelt down over the Wolvar as soon as he had the diaper taped up, pressing his own padding against the bulging crotch of the druid, panting as he humped the increasingly flushed man, 
“Gonna thank me for changing you, little boy~?”
Suel whimpered as the fellow diaper connoisseur kept grinding on him, rubbing against his knot just right, leaving his toes curling as he shivered. Already feeling right on the edge after managing to take a horse in his maw, it didn't take very long for the humping to overwhelm the moaning and blushing druid, Suel's heavy breathing growing more intense before he suddenly went stiff with a squeal. Creaming the freshly changed pair, the Wolvar closed his eyes with an embarrassed look as he whined, his tail wagging as his cock twitched in the increasingly swollen diaper, quivering as he felt the Vulpera finishing as well, the pair simultaneously filling up their diapers with ropes of cum. 

Jerv watched Suel squirming on the ground under the Vulpera, her arms crossed as she chuckled, wiping off some of the cum leaking from her slit. A Tauren stepped over to the huntress, laying a hand on her shoulder, smiling as he watched the two diapered men on the ground, 
“You two are free to leave, as well as your pet.”
The warrior nodded towards the women of the camp walking over, a very happy looking Gullin in tow, a grin overtaking the Tauren's face as he looked back over at the huntress, 
“But you're always welcome to come back~”
Jerv smirked, stepping over to help the trembling Suel back up to his feet, 
“Thank you very much, and we might just take you up on that offer. But for now, we'll be off if you don't mind, we'll just grab our…”
The completely naked Jerv looked over at where the ravenous men had undressed her, spotting the ripped apart remains of her clothes lying on the ground, her expression immediately turning to a frown as she finished, 
“...clothes…”
The diapered Vulpera hopped up to his feet, trying to hold back his laughter, 
“I might be able to help, again~”
Walking away from the camp, side by side, Suel and Jerv both let out an exhausted sigh. Patting Gullin on the side, Jerv groaned softly as she waddled about awkwardly, a crinkling filling the air as she glanced down at the diaper clinging to her crotch, the only thing covering her leaking slit and tailhole. Suel smirked at the huntress, gently patting her on the rump, 
“You'll get used to it if you wear it long enough, can barely even notice it after a while.”
Jerv giggled, reaching for the man's crotch, giving the erection in his diaper a light squeeze, 
“When we get home, you're getting a good wanding for sure~”
The padded pair marched down the road, both blushing and smirking as they headed back home, just hoping not to run into too many people on the way there.