[Traveling in the World of Warcraft] (3-4)

Chapter 3 The Law of Conservation of Rp
I forcefully turned my head to look at her, and suddenly realized that the venerable Prophet Rock was actually crying.
"Prophet Rock...you...why are you crying?" Little Deer MM was a little bewildered.
I seized the opportunity to hug Cenarius, who was so close, without a second thought, let me experience it first
...
Oh—so big, so soft...
I nuzzled my face against her large breasts, although I couldn't fully accept my current situation, but
these big boobs were truly huge!!
The tempting, bright red nipples were so close, I really wanted to put them in my mouth and taste them. I swallowed, but I couldn't.
I hadn't figured out the situation yet, and it wouldn't be worth angering Cenarius.
"I see!...I see..." I began to mutter to myself.
"You see? What did you see?" Cenarius was immediately intrigued.
Having been violated countless times by life, though utterly useless, I've developed a keen eye for discernment.
What kind of person? Acerbic, hypocritical, vain, jealous, numb, and so on—I
can make a fairly accurate judgment at a glance.
But this Cenarius before me leaves me somewhat bewildered. Her personality… it should be… it seems
… I've never experienced this feeling before, yet it feels strangely familiar.
Right, she looks like a blank sheet of paper—no, no, more like a transparent sheet.
What does that mean?
Okay, let me give you a simple analogy. If a newborn baby is like a blank sheet of paper, then when that
baby grows up, not only does it not change color, but it remains a blank sheet of paper—I can only say it's a
transparent sheet.
Hahaha, it seems the law of conservation of repetition always holds true in any world.
I've been transported to another world! This is an incredibly rare occurrence, with absolutely terrible luck. So, once I'm transported,
I'll gain an almost infinitely high luck value to maintain overall luck balance.
Where does this high luck value manifest itself?
Right before my eyes! (Of course, my high luck will manifest itself even more in my future experiences.)
Cenarius! Rather than calling her a transparent sheet of paper, it's more accurate to say she's a complete novice, utterly clueless about the wickedness of human nature
and the ways of the world.
If she were just a complete idiot, that wouldn't be so bad. The key is, Cenarius isn't an ordinary person; she's
the King of the Forest, a demigod among the Druids.
Being an idiot isn't scary; what's scary is an idiot with superpowers. And having superpowers isn't scary either; what's scary is that this idiot
doesn't listen to you.
What I need to do now is gain Cenarius's trust, make her listen to me, and do as I say. Only
in this way will my chances of survival in this strange world greatly increase.
"I saw... a terrible future... the future... so terrifying..." I pretended to tremble with fear,
rubbing my cheek against Cenarius's large breasts even more frequently.
Little Deer MM was infected by my emotions, supporting me with one hand while involuntarily covering her mouth with the other, completely unaware
that she was being groped.
"What... what kind of terrible future?" Little Deer MM asked with difficulty, clearly
unwilling to accept such a horrific future.
"Everywhere is a wasteland burned to the ground, so many corpses... torn apart... a bloody mess...
human... night elf... and green beasts..." I pretended not to dare say any more,
stealing a glance at Cenarius's expression, which pleased me greatly: terror, helplessness, confusion...
"How could this be?... Will the future really become... like that...?" Cenarius
looked at me helplessly, suddenly giving me a strong urge to protect her.
"Don't worry!! I've got you covered. I'll do everything in my power to stop Sargeras. I'll protect you."
I straightened up, declaring with boundless confidence.
Seeing Cenarius's instantly trusting and relaxed expression, a sudden thought struck me. Wait a minute,
did someone do something to me just now?
Hmph, it was magic, definitely some kind of hallucinogenic magic.
You bastard Cenarius, you actually plotted against me! Even if it wasn't malicious, you used bewitching
magic on me, making me feel sorry for you. Hmph, I'll teach you a lesson you won't forget.
"My esteemed Lord Cenarius, though I possess the ability of prophecy, I am neither skilled in magic nor
martial arts. I...I..."
"What do you wish to say? Speak freely! Those who swear an oath with the druids will be my eternal friends!"
"I...I am actually an orphan, born without a home." I feigned deep sorrow. "However,
I am deeply attracted by your beauty and wisdom, Cenarius. Please allow me to stay by your
side forever, using my prophetic abilities to advise you and devise ways to stop Sargeras' invasion, is that alright
?"
Cenarius was clearly delighted by my request; her inner thoughts were written all over her face. "Of course
! My esteemed human prophet," she said, signaturely smoothing her flowing hair, "you can
stay here forever. I will prepare the finest food for you every day, and if you wish, I can even teach
you the powerful natural magic of our druid race..."
"Really?" I was overjoyed. "Thank you so much! You are the most beautiful and kindest
leader I have ever met."
"Oh, hehe! Don't say that! While your praise makes me very happy, everything in nature
is equal, including myself. As part of nature, we must always remember this!"
"Yes, yes!" I nodded repeatedly. "This is the most respectable aspect of the Druid race."
"Hehe, very good. Dawn will break soon. I'll first show you around my territory, which may be
where you live every day from now on." Little Deer MM turned around, and her plump, round buttocks immediately came into view
.
Oh—!!!
This...this is too exciting...!!
Cenarius's fluffy little tail couldn't hide the beautiful sight of her buttocks at all; perhaps, she didn't even
intend to hide them.
Her smooth, plump buttocks were completely hairless, and right between her hind legs, a pink
, fleshy little hole was openly exposed. With the sway of her little tail,
the alluring little opening above the hole would occasionally peek out for some fresh air.
I thought, although Cenarius is a demigod, a beast is still a beast, completely devoid of shame.
I wonder what it would feel like to stuff my big cock into such a hole someday?
Just as I was enjoying this fantasy, Little Deer glanced back at me, her eyes filled with a hint of shyness, as if
expressing her displeasure at my staring at her buttocks.
I mustered my courage and smiled slightly at her, continuing to observe her large, plump buttocks with pure appreciation.
Cenarius turned away helplessly, letting my behavior slide as if it were nothing serious
, merely a slight discomfort.
I, of course, felt a secret thrill at this outcome. The only consolation I felt so far was that
the demigod Cenarius was a nudist, almost dim-witted, sexy half-human, half-deer, suggesting the world
might not be as terrifying as I imagined.
While comforting myself, I admired the primeval forest gradually bathed in the morning light, arriving at a
building distinctly in the style of the night elves.
It was quite unique; the night elves had perfected the integration of architecture and nature.
Actually, what attracted me even more wasn't the place I would be living in, but…
it turned out there wasn't just one little deer! Along the way, Cenarius and I encountered many
little deer who looked very similar to her, differing only slightly in height and appearance.
Note that they were all completely naked. It seems this is a characteristic of the deer race; I like it.
"These beautiful dryads are my lovely daughters, they protect the forest! Each
one of them is the bravest warrior," Cenarius introduced them to me.
"All your daughters?" I was a little startled, thinking that your old stag must have a very hard time.
"Yes, they are the most beautiful gift nature has given me," Cenarius said happily.
"Yes, yes, they are indeed the most beautiful spirits of nature." If you saw them, you would think so too
.
"Excuse me, beautiful Cenarius, you have already found a place for me to settle down, so
where is the old stag?" I had been holding this question in for a long time, and finally asked it.
"Old stag? An old stag? Respected prophet, do you mean...?" Cenarius seemed at a loss for words at my question
.
"It's the old deer!!... That is... your... mate?" I wiped my sweat.
"I don't see your mate."
"My mate?... Oh ho ho! That's something only wild animals in the forest need." Cenarius
seemed to have heard a very interesting joke. "I am the king of the forest, the only king. I have no mate,
nor do I need one!"
"But..." I looked around at the little deer girls strolling leisurely, occasionally turning their heads to look curiously in our direction
. "But... aren't they your daughters?"
Cenarius's cheeks inexplicably flushed. He looked at me, embarrassed as if he didn't know how to explain.
"Born from that... that place... it's a little embarrassing... but... it's my...
special ability."
"That place?... " My rich imagination proved its worth at this moment. "Oh my
god!" Something got excited...
Chapter Four: The Lament of the New World
. We were silent for a while.
Cenarius seemed to only then notice my slight difference in appearance. You know, from the beginning until now,
my lower body has been...exposed.
And that thing, it's been quite impressive, very firm.
But now, I'm trying hard to control it, to make it less obvious. I'm new here, I can't
let this ruin everything, but... it's no use, I can't control it.
Finally, I mustered the courage to look up and glance at Cenarius's expression.
What's going on? It seems...
Cenarius is showing curiosity, and a hint of panic, not the disgust I feared most.
My heart leaped with joy, yet I was also a little uncertain. "Lord Cenarius, may I ask... what are you
looking at?"
"Ah? I... your..." Cenarius looked helpless, "Nothing... it's just...
what's that big, thick thing sticking up there?"
"You don't know what that is?" I felt a pang of embarrassment, and unconsciously clenched my anus and thrust forward a few times.
"I...I don't know." Cenarius's bewildered expression was utterly adorable. "But...why
do I feel so embarrassed when I look at that thing?"
"Well..." I continued, equally bewildered. A
fierce internal struggle raged within me. Clearly, Cenarius knew nothing about matters between men and women;
I should have guessed it from her attire. But what did this mean to me? There must be
some secret in this world waiting for me to uncover.
Suddenly, I noticed a little deer-like girl staring at us from a distance. A bold idea
formed in my mind. Damn! You can't catch a wolf without risking your cub. Anyway, my luck was already so bad that I was "transmigrated,"
so I might as well just die here. In my original world, my conservative adherence to rules made me useless.
Here, I decided to be a gambler.
"Well...do you really want to know?" I asked earnestly. "But it's a very sacred
and important ritual. I don't tell just anyone."
"I see..." Cenarius looked utterly disappointed.
"However, esteemed Cenarius, you are my closest friend, and my only friend," I said, my
heart pounding with excitement, "so...there are no secrets between us."
Cenarius's eyes lit up, clearly deeply moved by my words. Hahaha, what a
naive demigod!
"Alright, I need someone...to cooperate with me..." My voice trembled with excitement.
Cenarius gave me a questioning look, clearly unsure who I was looking for.
I pointed to the most curious little deer girl, the one closest to us. My heart
pounded nervously.
Cenarius followed my finger and saw the person I had chosen.
"She is one of my dryad daughters. Are you sure she can cooperate with you?" Cenarius clearly had no
idea what was about to happen. "They are merely dryads guarding the forest. Although they are my daughters,
their natural magic abilities are very limited. Are you sure they can handle it?"
Having played Warcraft, I knew this, of course. Deer are very fragile, except for magic immunity and the so-called slowing
poison dart.
But who cares? What I'm about to do has nothing to do with magic. Of course, I can't
let Cenarius know this, hehehehe.
"Yes, the ritual I'm about to perform has no direct connection to magic... It's more mysterious and
advanced than magic!"
"Is that so?...Alright then." Cenarius turned to look at the deer girl,
conveying something in a voice I couldn't understand, more like a spell.
Soon, the deer girl walked towards us respectfully.
"I have bestowed upon her the gift of language that belongs to you humans. Meeting you, esteemed prophet, is her good fortune
. You may now convey your request to her, and she will cooperate unconditionally."
"Yes, thank you, esteemed Cenarius."
In truth, although they are all creatures belonging to the same natural order, the concept of hierarchy is still very strict.
To the forest races, even though Cenarius is said to be Cenarius's daughter, the Dryad, Cenarius's status is still
almost godlike. Her commands are equivalent to divine commands, so even if it means her people die, those who believe
in her will go to their deaths without hesitation.
Of course, I clearly haven't fully grasped this point yet.
"Hello, Little Deer Girl," I finally had the chance to observe the new Little Deer Girl closely.
What could I say but admiration? You can't believe that such a petite body could support such
enormous breasts. Could this be the legendary H-cup? Even more terrifying is that such magnificent breasts are
so firm.
In terms of absolute breast size, Cenarius's might be similar to hers, but you have to understand that Cenarius
is quite tall, which makes his large breasts seem appropriate.
However, this little deer-like girl in front of me, who only reaches my mouth, has a chest no less impressive than Cenarius's
, truly astonishing. Moreover, her skin is whiter, closer to a human's color, making her seem more
approachable.
A pair of pure, watery eyes stared at me curiously, her small mouth slightly open.
"Respected human prophet, what do you want me to do?" Her voice was so pure, she was practically
a loli with a childlike face and large breasts!
"Uh…" Snapping out of my wicked fantasies, looking into her innocent eyes, I suddenly couldn't muster
any evil thoughts towards her. She
's too powerful, the allure of a loli is too strong; I almost ejaculated prematurely from being frightened by her gaze.
"Um... beautiful little loli... oh no..." I stammered, "Cute little deer girl...
please... turn around... turn your... turn your buttocks towards me... we're going to do something sacred together
!!"
With all my might, I finally put my idea into practice step by step.
Cenarius stared at us curiously, without saying a word, perhaps she considered it a matter of politeness.
The little deer girl obediently turned around, occasionally glancing back at me with questioning eyes. My God, I finally
witnessed the plump, greasy buttocks of the deer clan again, a delicate pink slit adorning the
middle of her beautiful buttocks, the little chrysanthemum on it curiously opening and closing, as if greeting me.
My nose was about to bleed, so I quickly took a deep breath to hold it in.
Trembling, I stretched out my right hand, time seemed to stop...
Finally, my fingers touched the little deer girl's pink slit, instinctively flinching, but
the little deer girl did not reject my touch.
I calmed myself down and carefully used my right fingers to stroke the alluring little
slit in front of me, up and down, left and right. It was so tender and smooth, oh my god! My little brother was already rock hard.
The little deer girl let out a soft moan as I was being stroked, but it seemed like something was missing.
Gradually, I became unsatisfied with just stroking. I knelt behind the little deer girl's buttocks, excitedly brought my mouth to hers, and
licked her tender vulva hard... It smelled so good, the most primal and pure floral scent of the jungle, which made
me even more excited.
My tongue licked back and forth between her labia minora, occasionally teasing the little clitoris at the tip of her vulva,
intoxicated by the delicious flesh of the little deer girl's vulva, completely lost in the moment.
Realizing that she was almost wet enough with my saliva, I straightened up and stood up, holding my big penis, and
slowly approached the beautiful vulva in front of me.
I never thought that my virginity of many years would be broken. This kind of transmigration, I'm willing!
My enormous glans pressed against the entrance of Little Deer's vagina, and I involuntarily took a deep breath before slowly inserting
it...
Completely absorbed in fucking her, I didn't notice that at that moment, Cenarius beside me was clutching his mouth with both hands,
his eyes wide with disbelief, seemingly understanding something from the scene before him...
Little Deer suddenly felt a hot, unidentified object enter her body from that place, and instinctively felt fear.
I tried to break free, but inexplicably, I couldn't muster any strength and could only let the human prophet carry out his terrible
sacred ritual.
Oh…!
So tight! So comfortable!
I felt my penis being enveloped and squeezed by layers of warm, soft flesh, especially my glans,
as if it had been wandering alone for a hundred years and had finally returned to where it belonged. So warm, so fitting
…
I lingered quietly, savoring the sensation for a long time. The tender flesh enveloping my penis began to stir restlessly,
protesting the unexpected intruder with powerful wriggling.
Awooo—! I couldn't help but scream.
My novice glans was almost disarmed by the pressure of the soft, moist flesh. I instinctively tightened my anus, forcibly
calming my excited heart. I began to slowly thrust, using my waist strength, a soft, shallow withdrawal
followed by a deep plunge…
The frequency of my large penis entering and exiting Little Deer's vagina gradually increased, the flesh becoming increasingly slippery,
filled with various inexplicable fluids that overflowed and splashed with each withdrawal of my penis…
I finally experienced the indescribable pleasure of “flesh within flesh,” an irresistible, inescapable joy. I was willing
to remain forever immersed in it.
Little Deer's soft moans gradually turned into high-pitched cries, and with my final, powerful thrust,
as my semen exploded deep within her womb, a mournful cry that resounded throughout Azeroth soared to the heavens…
This world would be completely changed!!

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