<span style="color: orange">"That's a terrible idea Whisperia... let's try it, but I'll leave the culling to you, Harpies or not they technically would be my offspring. Well she's still young-ish for a Night Elf, hopefully one day you'll be able to help her finally move past it all."</span>Karren let out a soft coo and rewarded the Harpy with a heavy gush of pre, the salty-sweet fluid filling the Harpy's mouth.<span style="color: orange"> "She learns fast Whisperia, I like her... Mmm, I'll put some time into it when I can think of more than putting my dick into her."</span>The Harpies hovered above them for a moment, looking between each other and Whisperia before landing several feet away.<span style="color: orange"> "Oh good, more wombs to fill... I'm going to need an innervate or two, wouldn't be right for me to turn them all down not when I still have so much to give." </span>Karren flashed Whisperia a grin then pushed her Harpy off her dick.<span style="color: orange">"Turn around my dear, I wish to fill you now. I want you on your hands and knees like an animal, I want the others to see you swell with my children. But don't worry, you show promise, I will keep you and breed you as often as I want."</span><br/><br/>Vyre smirked a bit then laughed, her laugh surprisingly light and endearing, everything about the Mistress seeming to have changed for the better.<span style="color: purple">"Riled up? Surely watching your Mistress carve through an army of Scourge didn't get you wet? What kind of Mistress would I be if I didn't tend to my loyal pet's burning lust?"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>