After much deliberation I just decided to post Azeroth High with Overwatch High, I don't update the sister series nearly as much as I do Overwatch High so it doesn't seem worth it to post an entirely new webnovel for it. As I say below, the first 6 chapters were originally posted in Overwatch High anyway.
I don't own Blizzard things
A week ago.
"A student exchange program?" I asked as Principal Morrison nodded.
"Yes indeed." He said sternly, holding a clipboard. "10 students and one teacher." He added, "We'll be getting a… Coach Hellscream and they'll be getting our Coach." he checked the clipboard in his hand before giving me a smile and a joke. "Certainly has the name of a Coach doesn't he?" I coughed, trying not to laugh nervously. "And the teachers have recommended a list of potential students for the exchange. Depending on how well this goes we may start doing more exchange courses."
Well, that's... weird.
"So… I'm on the list?"
"As a matter of fact yes." Principal Morrison, noted patiently… I guess I wouldn't be here if I wasn't.
"Oh… kay. What do I have to do?"
"Just attend classes at Azeroth High for a few weeks." He noted. Putting the clipboard down and handing me a permission slip. "If you want to participate, just have your father sign this."
"So… I'll just be studying over there instead of here?" I asked, it just seemed a little unnecessary as Principal Morrison chuckled.
"Well yes, but they have magic classes and combat classes… and I imagine it would be fascinating to study their history and differing cultures." I guess he was right. There were barely any Trolls or Tauren or Draenei or anything like that attending Overwatch High, it might be kinda cool.
"Okay. I'll talk to Dad about it." I said as Principal Morrison nodded, and I got up. Heading out of his office reading the permission slip.
"Zaika." I jumped as Coach stood nearby leaning against the lockers in her tight shorts and tank top showing off those… really distracting muscles. She smiled at me as I went rigid. "Do you want to come with me to Azeroth?" she purred.
Yes. Yes, I do.
A week later after a conversation with Dad.
"Got your bag?"
"Yep."
"Got your wallet?"
"Yeah, Dad. In my bag."
"Got my old hammer?"
"Dad, I don't need a hammer."
Dad held his old battle hammer out to me with a twitch of his beard. "Trust me lad, in Azeroth High, you're going to want yer own hammer. Combat Classes are no joke, showing up without your own weapon is like going to school in someone else's underwear."
"Dad…" I mumbled as he shoved the hammer against my bag.
"Ahhh I worry lad." He said, tightening it securely to my backpack, it felt a lot heavier, but I wasn't off-balance. "I know the Coach is gonna be there but…" he rolled his head, "But I'd feel a lot better if you were armed."
"…Dad, I'm not going there to start any fights." I mumbled as he shrugged, then whistled sharply.
Sky'ree our Gryphon, who had been flying through the air and stretching her majestic wingspan, suddenly dropped to the front yard and approached me, nuzzling her soft feathery head against me as I chuckled, stroking her feathers. "I'll see you later Sky'ree."
"Nah son, you're flying her." Dad noted as I jumped.
"What?!" I asked surprised as Sky'ree nipped me a little with her beak, that just meant she loved me… still pinched like a mother-…
"You can't show up in Azeroth High from the bus!" Dad declared confidently, "Coach offered to pick you up, but I insisted!" he declared, patting Sky'ree's powerful lion thighs.
"Daaaad." I groaned, staring at the proud gryphon as she released a loud and happy cry, prancing eagerly in place.
"Come on lad…" Dad replied, walking to the garage and quickly returning with his old saddle. "Showing up on Sky'ree would be like riding up to Overwatch High in a Ferrari!" he grinned, "Help me saddle her." Sky'ree was a little excited to get saddled again, so it took us a second to keep her steady as Dad tightened the straps.
"Alright. Remember what I taught you son?" Dad asked as Sky'ree shook her feathered head, happily crying out again.
"Feet in the stirrups, hands on the reigns, check my six, and never worry because Sky'ree won't let me fall."
"Darn right!" he clapped my mid-back proudly as I took a deep breath and slipped my foot into the stirrup. Sky'ree pranced eagerly on the grass as I held the reigns tightly, my feet firmly in the stirrups as her great wings spread wide. "You'll have to fight off all the girls with that hammer once you show up on our pretty bird here!"
"Daaad." I groaned, a little embarrassed as our neighbors began to watch from various windows and yards, most looking humored.
"Or boys. I don't judge."
"Dad!" I groaned, burying my red face into Sky'ree's feathered neck.
"Okay, now remember just let her fly around while you're in class, she'll behave herself, and whistle when you're ready to come home she'll hear you and come right down."
"Yes, Dad." I mumbled into her feathers.
"I'll see you in two days when I get back from my flights. Enjoy yourself!" he then slapped Sky'ree on her hindquarters and with a great cry she was up in the air.
In the sky… normally… nobody can hear you scream.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!"
…Okay. Now that I got that out of my system. I enjoyed the flight. I've flown on Sky'ree dozens of times, even once without Dad. It wasn't the flight that bothered me, or the heights so much, it was the sudden and violent takeoffs…
Flying over traffic and with Sky'ree's enthusiasm, it took us a little less than thirty minutes. Soon the massive campus of Azeroth High could be seen. Almost a town on its own in size, stretching as far as my current eyes could see with half a dozen different biomes and terrain. "Okay, Sky'ree." I began, gripping the reigns tightly and looking for a place to land, "Nice and E-ZEEEEEEE-!!!!!"
"....What's the sound?" Daelin Thrallson asked, looking up from his math book as-
"-EEEEEE!!!!" WHAM!!!
"HOLY SHIT!" he jumped in surprise as Sky'ree pranced proudly in place as she was CLEARLY showing off. Tossing her feathery head and flapping her wings in triumph at a successful flight.
I clung tightly to her neck before glancing at Daelin, "Oh… H-Hey Daelin…" I breathed nervously, prying my hands off the reigns.
"…Nice Ride, Wildhammer." He whistled a little impressed as I took a breath and laughed.
"You CAN call me Jeremy, Daelin." I replied, slipping off Sky'ree as she nuzzled my head fondly. "I don't know why you and Scott do that." Daelin shrugged and reached to pet Sky'ree but she snapped at him protectively. He laughed, looking and sounding impressed.
"Oh, Feisty type… nice." He nodded approvingly, clapping a hand on my shoulder. "You're going to fit in great here Jeremy."
"Feisty?" I mumbled as he wrapped an arm around my shoulder and led me toward the main building.
"Yeah. If she lets you ride her it means you've tamed her."
"She's my dad's gryphon." I noted plainly.
"But you RODE her." Daelin noted, "and she didn't eat you." He poked me hard in the chest. "Means you got guts, and guts are big around here."
"Oh… kay." I mumbled, I guess dad was right.
"I mean check out the looks your getting." He noted as I glanced around and-…wow… there are a LOT of people looking at me.
Draenei, Tauren, Orcs, Night elves, a dryad… "…Whhhhhhy are they looking at me like that?" I mumbled as he led me into the school.
"Remember when you dropkicked Garrosh?" he noted practically, "It's because you dropkicked Garrosh." He spelled it out for me as I blinked, remembering the time I was dressed as a hamster and charged at Garrosh Hellscream for sucker-tackling Scott. You had to be there. "Through the grapevine, that got you some fans around here." He then gestured back outside, "AND! You just flew in on a gryphon… a GRYPHON!" he laughed, "I love my dad's dogs, but they're not gryphons."
"Hiiiii Daelin…" grinned a collection of girls dressed up as Cheerleaders, most were Draenei and elves, but there was a familiar troll girl with them.
"Hi Tay'Jin." I replied immediately as the troll girl I met at summer camp as a counselor winked at me as the other girls giggled, strutting away rather noticeably.
"See that?" Daelin said under his breath, casually jerking his thumb at the pretty cheerleaders. "Once they find out you have a gryphon, they'll be saying 'Hiiii Jeremy…'" he said with a forced girlish voice.
"Thrallson!" Shouted Ms. Windrunner suddenly as we both jumped, she stomped down the hall towards us. Now that she was dressed more as a teacher than a camp counselor, she was much more imposing. "Where are you leading Mr. Wildhammer?" I sighed, it is not like I didn't like my last name, but it was just a little embarrassing…
"I was taking him to mom's…" he coughed and cleared his throat, "…Principal Proudmoore's… office."
Ms. Windrunner crossed her arms, her sharp eyes narrowing. "Is Coach Zarya not here yet?"
"Don't know, Jeremy was the first one to show up. On a Gryphon." He added smugly. Ms. Windrunner sighed exasperatedly.
"Well, that's just great." She said sarcastically, "And did you at least tie your Gryphon up?"
"Dad said to just let her fly." I replied, suddenly nervous as Ms. Windrunner sighed again, watching me sternly. She wasn't NEARLY as bad as Vice-Principal Reyes, but she was still kinda scary… it might be the whole 'undead' thing. And the eyes burning prettily into my very soul.
"…If she causes any problems Mr. Wildhammer you're going to have to tie her up in the mount pens." She added firmly, "Thrallson take him to Principal Proudmore's office then come see me, we have to have a discussion on your hunting classes." Thrallson groaned as she walked away, heading outside as he led me deeper into the school.
We turned a corner only to halt suddenly as a towering wall of Tauren stood before us. Almost 9 or 10 feet in height his hair was significantly greyed and wizened, with a braided beard and calm eyes. "Daelin." He said, his voice deep and ancient. Wise.
"Mr. Bloodhoof, good morning." Daelin gestured to the Tauren. "This is Vice-Principal Cairne Bloodhoof."
"…Bloodhoof?" I asked nervously as the massive Tauren glanced down at me, and held out his three-fingered hand, I absently shook the middle finger. pretty much the only thing I could get my hand around.
"Welcome to Azeroth High Jeremy Wildhammer." I smiled nervously, trying not to cringe at my last name. It's cool and all, but it does make me sound like the protagonist of a Young adult novel. "I have heard good things about you."
"You have?" I added surprised, the other students being 'fans' of mine for dropkicking Garrosh, as completely insane as the sounds notwithstanding, was hard to believe. Being known by a teacher in another school, especially the vice-principal was even less so."
"Indeed. Coach Zaryanova spoke quite highly of not only your academic grades but your track skills…" He gave me a very kind smile and… Was it me? Or did Vice-Principal Bloodhoof have an odd… knowing twinkle in his old eyes? It might have been me. "I do hope you enjoy your classes here; I remember when your father was here…" he frowned slightly, "…Quite the troublemaker."
"Oh… uh… did you have a class together?"
"I was his teacher." He noted, which… would make him INCREDIBLY old… but that was believable. "Well. Do not let me hold you up Jeremy. I am off to greet Coach Zaryanova and the other potential students of Overwatch High. Daelin." He said politely, walking away as Daelin led me on, I could still hear Vice-Principal Bloodhoof's hooves stomping through the halls…
Now that I thought about it the halls were MASSIVE. Like a dwarven hall, my dad once took me to on vacation. I guess they had to be, with people like Vice-Principal Bloodhoof walking around. "Wow, he's bigger than the coach." I replied as Daelin nodded.
"Well yeah, he's a fully grown Tauren. Have you seen them? The girls are like seven or eight feet tall!... Remind me to introduce you to Vartara she'll blow your mind." He added thoughtfully. "…You like big girls, right?"
"What?! Why!? What made you say that?!" I nervously jumped quickly trying to cover my tracks as he raised his hands.
"Hey relax… you know what? That's on me. I was stereotyping a bit." He added apologetically. "Your Dad's a dwarf right? And you are a short guy? Every dwarf guy I know likes big girls…"
"Oh… well… you're not… wrong?" I replied confused. Sure, Dad has been dating his Night Elf Co-pilot recently, but he hasn't dated anyone else as long as I've known him-
"You know, that… and I've seen the way you look at your coach."
"What?!"
"What? It's fine man, having a crush on your hot teacher is normal for people around here. Have you SEEN our collective teachers?" He said rather casually but with a tone of 'I want to move on from this conversation as quickly as possible. "And here we are." He said quickly and before I knew it, I was talking to the very attractive Principal Jaina Proudmoore. I was soon joined by more kids from Overwatch High and the Coach… and my time in Azeroth High began…
Three Days into the Student exchange later.
"Hiiiiiii Jeremy." Cooed a collection of cheerleaders as they giggled past me. I stuck my head into my locker, hoping it wasn't glowing red with my bright face as Daelin laughed good-humoredly. Leaning against the locker beside me.
"Told you-" He noted casually, eyeing Tay'Jin and her big 'troll booty' as I pulled my head out of my locker. "-They'd be saying that before long…"
"It's just so weird." I mumbled.
But GREAT… I've never been popular with girls before. All I have is the Coach… and that's good enough for me… although she's been just as weird lately. It's not that she's been ignoring me, or not being encouraging, and she's still really… uh, 'affectionate'. But she's been… urging me to mingle with other girls…
…Exclusively girls. She doesn't care if I hang out with Daelin but she practically told me that I should enjoy my popularity with the girls of Azeroth High.
'It's the Springtime of Youth my little Zaika.' she said on our second day here. 'Why not enjoy it?'
"Don't worry about that just relax!" Daelin grinned, "You're the talk of the locker rooms from what I hear."
"Okay, now you're just lying." I replied, shutting my temporary locker. Daelin just shrugged.
"I'm telling you man… watch yourself, my mom likes to say that Orcs are pretty weak to their hormones but some of these girls are pretty aggressive." He then looked at me oddly as I fidgeted.
"…What?"
"…Snow would say something like 'is that racist?'…"
"…I'm not Scott." I replied confused before sighing exasperatedly. "He'd definitely enjoy the attention though. Bunch of pretty girls saying 'hi' all the time…"
"Hmph…" Daelin noted, with a look on his face that said he wasn't exactly convinced. But he hefted his axe onto his shoulder. He had a Combat Class this morning, I had a free period before a Culture class with Vice-Principal Bloodhoof. For the first week, the Overwatch High exchange students were allowed to watch other classes so we could pick what we'd like to study more. "Well… just saying, be careful. Orcs aren't the only ones with urges around here…"
I thanked him and he headed off to one of the combat fields. There were many. Including an old Human castle used for mock sieges… why would they even have that on the grounds? Still, though, I decided to use the library, Ms. Yrel has been very accommodating.
"Hiiiii Jeremy…" I froze as I turned to find the troll girl Tay'Jin, her red mohawk particularly groomed as she leaned on the lockers in her cheerleader uniform. Short skirt, sleeveless, sneakers and shin socks. "Where you going, mon?" she asked as I gestured to the library.
"Free period, I was going to study for Mr. Bloodhoof's class."
"Mmmn…" she approached me, she was a tall girl. As are… most girls compared to me. But she leaned down slightly, smiling at me with a twinkle in her red eyes. "Oh… so you're free right NOW?" she asked casually in that cute troll accent…
…Coach's accent is hot too, but I'm a sucker for trolls.
"I guess. Why?"
"Oh… I could use your help with something." She curled her finger at me, inviting me to follow her. I suppose I could give her some time. I followed her, trying not to start at her big jiggling 'troll booty'… it seemed wrong to keep calling it that, but she often insisted back at summer camp.
"What do you need help with?" I asked curiously as she continued to glance around, then winked over her shoulder at me… keeping quiet.
That's not suspicious at all.
We finally stopped at a set of bathrooms, boys and girls and she walked right into the girl's sigh. I stood there scratching my head. When you got to go, you got to go I guess.
"Jeremy…" she purred, before sticking her head out. "Come on. Nobody's here." She said, before sliding back in.
…Go into the girl's bathroom, alone, with a hot troll girl? or follow my instincts and run for the coach?...
I walked into the oddly sweet smiling lavatory. It was surprisingly clean for a high school bathroom… well I guess when you can clean everything with complicated magic it's not that hard to achieve. She pushed open the last stall in the room, and curled her finger again at me. But I suppose NOW should be the time I asked her…
"what do you need my help with?"
"Comparison." She said simply.
"Comparison?" I asked approaching her curiously. "To WHA-! Oof!" I was suddenly thrown onto the toilet seat and the beautiful troll girl leaned over me. Her hands were flat on the wall with her big breasts in my face and I froze up.
She shut the stall door and locked it. I was technically trapped as she… SNIFFED…. My hair. "MMMMn…" she moaned… erotically, "…Do you remember… Camp? Jeremy?" she purred as I fidgeted.
"I… do…" I said in a nervous whisper. "Whhhhy?" I asked as she smiled prettily at me.
She pushed her body against me, her lips right by my ear as her short tusks brushed gently against my skin as she whispered. "…Do you remember what happened in the bathroom there?"
I froze up again… sometimes I think Zarya calls me 'Zaika' (rabbit) not because she thinks I'm cute but because I keep FREEZING when I'm terrified. "I… what… Bathroom…"
She giggled as I fidgeted. "…I know it was you." She hissed, "I can SMELL it… but, if you'd like to deny it… I'll tell you what I did in the bathroom…" she pushed me against the toilet tank and slowly got onto her knees before me. "I… SUCKED a HARD… COCK…" she breathed sensually as I went rigid. "A naughty… NAUGHTY human male stuck his big, HARD, dick…" she breathed sensually, rubbing my thighs as… well… I reacted like a healthy human male. "Through a big hole in the stall…"
Her hands began to rub my inner thighs as my erection throbbed through my pants, ignoring my nervousness as she slowly raised them to grab my waistband. "It looked SOOOOO uncomfortable…" she said, gazing into my eyes, still smiling. "So, I got on my knees… like a good troll girl… and SUCKED it for him until he blew his thick, hot, load down my throat…"
"W-what do you want from me?" I asked, however judging by the way she was gazing at my bulge… it was kinda obvious.
"…I want to compare the COCK I sucked then, to the one I'm going to suck now…" she declared sensually, before pulling my pants down.
…I WISH I had the strength or courage to deny her… but I'm a weak, WEAK man… and I liked blowjobs.
"Great LOA…" she breathed as her eyes widened at my freed cock, she grinned as she began to stroke it with her soft, three-digit right hand. Her left sliding beneath her skirt. "It looks as GOOD as I remember it…" she breathed against it, her hot breath on my throbbing skin. She gazed at me, before sticking out her tongue and running it sensually along my shaft, base to tip.
"Haaa-…" I gasped, grabbing the toilet tightly as her tongue slowly traced along my cock, and swirled around my tip.
"Haa-aahhh…" she moaned, "Ahh-mwah…" she cooed, kissing it as she smirked at me, stroking me again as she let it rest against her blue cheek. "Tastes as good too… although." She frowned, sniffing it again as her tusks brushed against it.
Most guys might be turned off by sharp teeth on their cocks but Troll tusks are cute… not like she can bite down on me with them.
"…Something's missing…" she breathed softly before pressing her lips against it. "…A flavor… a scent." She added sensually, "…But that's fine." Her mouth opened again wide over my tip.
"Wait-" I feebly attempted to stop this only to shut up as her head went a third of the way, half… and she was all the way down. "NNngh!!"
"MMMn…" she twisted her head left and right on my lap, her tusks pressing against my skin but they weren't sharp. "MMmn-hmmmn…" she gazed up at me, bouncing her head on my lap, barely moving away as she slurped and sucked. "MMMN! MMMN! SLURP!!"
"Haa-AHHH!!" I covered my mouth as my voice echoed in the bathroom.
"Hmm-hmm-hmm!" she laughed as she moved her head faster, and faster, going further and further up my shaft only to return to the base of my length as it slipped in and out of her throat, over and over, tight and warm around me as she rubbed my thighs.
"HAAAA!!!" she gasped suddenly, pulling off my dick as the cold air of the bathroom surrounded my now saliva-socked length. Making it tremble… or… more than likely it just wanted to go back into Tay'Jin's wonderful mouth. "MMMN…" she kissed my tip, tongue sliding from her lips to swirl around my glands as I took a breath.
"Why… are you doing this?" I asked, she stopped, eyes wide and stared back at me… curious? Confused? I couldn't tell what was going on in her mind, I could only watch her tongue continue to like my dick like a lollipop.
She stopped, her eyes narrowing as she smiled, pressing her lips to my cock she kissed it again. "…Because I want to?" she purred softly as my cock shivered. "Because I was asked too?" she said, as I blinked curiously. "…Because out of all the cocks I have sucked, yours tastes the best?-MMN!" she smiled as my tip oozed pre-cum and she noisily slurped it up. "…Whatever the reason… that last one is the one you like." She kissed my tip, then placed her hands on my knees, bracing herself as she looked me in the eyes.
"Don't hold back… I want to swallow your human seed."
"I-nNGH!!" I shuddered as her head went rapid fire up and down my cock, kissing my base before quickly sliding to the tip, slurping, then inhaling my member again as I gasped for breath.
"MMMPH!! MMMPGH!! GLUCK! MMPGH!! HMPGH!!" she buried her face into my crotch and moaned loudly as my cock pulsated… and gave her what she wanted… "MMMMnnn!!" she moaned, her eyes rolling in her head, quivering as her throat contracted around my bulging length.
We were as still as statues, and so quiet only the gulping of her throat could be heard. Her hands slid on my legs, before grabbing my hands and prying them from their grip on the seat… and putting them on her shaved head, her soft red-mohawk lacing my fingers as she smiled up at me, slowly twisting and turning her face in my lap before she gave one loud SLURP… and slid off my dick.
"…That was better than last time…" she moaned softly as I relaxed. "MMMn…" she kissed my dropping cock rubbing my hands on her head, "…Next time I suck your dick hold my head…"
"What? Next time?" I breathed, my mind coming back a lot faster than my instincts as my dick twitched excitedly at the prospect. Stupid dick.
"MMMN… I'm DEFINITELY going to suck this dick again…" she cooed before slowly getting to her feet. My hands slipped off her head as she caught my wrists, licking my fingers with her talented tongue as she smiled, letting go of my hands. "…But for now… I need you…" she said, as my cock shot up straight towards her. She lifted her skirt, displaying her dark silk panties as she slipped her thumbs into the sides and pushed them down.
Keeping her flexible legs straight, she smiled at me, bending forward as she pushed them to the bathroom floor, she licked her lips, then she was upright again. holding her skirt playfully down as she slowly turned… facing the stall door. "Woop." She giggled as and lifted her skirt over her big, blue, troll booty…
…Coach had a lot of butt, it was a GREAT butt… but Tay'Jin: she had ASS, a lot of ass… and it bounced and wobbled as she chuckled huskily. Making it greatly bounce with minimal movement, twerking and clapping as she swayed her hips.
"Last time." She said sensually, her hips ceasing their movement as she let go of her skirt, it rested on the shelf that was her big troll booty as she slid her three-digit hands onto her blue ass cheeks. "You didn't get to watch it shake when you POUNDED me through the wall…" she breathed softly, glancing over her shoulder at me. "This time? You get to watch me take ALL of it…" she breathed, and she pushed her ass back at me. Leaning against the door as I almost got a face full of her erotic twerking, her cheeks clapping inches from my face before she dropped down onto my lap.
"Ow!" I grunted as she shot upright, tossing her bright red hair and giving me a rather sheepish, but sincere.
"Sorry…" she breathed, running her hands over her head, through her hair. "I'm just… so excited…" she panted.
…I believed her… I didn't want to, but I did… I felt how WET she was, her silky womanhood against my quickly erect dick. Suddenly I was knocked out of my thoughts as she fell back against me, lying on me as she wrapped her hand onto my cheek, rubbing her soft fingers on it as she purred.
"You can touch you know…" she smiled. My hands had hormonal minds of their own, running up her tight athletic body as she wormed and moaned, lap dancing on me as she took her hand in mine and pulled it to her big round breasts, where she encouraged me to squeeze, eliciting another moan before her hand slid down her stomach… to the tip of my length rubbing against her silky womanhood.
"MMMn…" she moaned, pushing my throbbing dick against her. "I've had Tauren… and ORC…" she purred softly, "Trolls and Humans…" she added softly, "But YOURS…" she soothed, "Felt the BEST…" We both gasped as I slipped right inside her. "OOOH-Ooooo!" she moaned sitting up and shaking as she put her hands on the walls either side of her. "MMMN… FEELS the BEST!" she gasped erotically before bouncing on my lap.
She was still so TIGHT… if her claims were true she's had bigger, longer guys then me… but-
"Haa-Augh! Ooh Yes!!" she hissed, shaking as she began to bounce on my lap. Her big blue troll booty bounced and jiggled as her skirt rose and fell over it with the movement of her body. "nngh! NNGh!! Ahh-Ahh!!" she slammed her ass down and rolled her hips, "Nngh-MMMN…" tossing her head as she writhed on my lap.
She is pretty.
She is sexy.
She is fun…
And she feels… so. GOOD.
…And I am a weak… weak man unused to attractive girls other than Coach throwing themselves at me.
My hands grabbed her hips, and instinct took over.
"Oooh!!" she jumped as I pushed up into her, "Ah…Ha-ha-ha!" she laughed sweetly as she clawed the walls, adjusting her legs on the floor as she rose and fell on my thrusts. "Ugh... Haa! Ugh!!" her teeth clenched tightly as he head rolled back, "Ha-ugh! Yes… more! MMghn!!" she tightened as her hands slid on the wall, "Haa-AAAH!!!"
She squeezed me, shaking as I felt her pussy ooze on my lap… she had climaxed. "Haaaa…" she panted, laughing under her breath as he body twitched and I sunk my fingers into her waist, my wrists resting on her ass cheeks as it bounced enticingly.
"Ugh!!" I was on my feet, she gasped and fell against the stall door, her cheek against it as she glanced over her shoulder at me, watching as her ass cheeks rippled with my thrusting hips as she smiled. "Ha-nnNGH!!"
"Gonna cum? Going to cum Jeremy?" she purred, panting as her shoes squeaked on the floor as she slipped and scrapped. "Don't stop…" she begged, "Just cum." She moaned.
"Ugh-TAY'JIN!" I hissed, pushing against her as she gasped… my hot human seed rushed into her troll body as her big blue backside began to jiggle, wiggle, left and right as if trying to squeeze out every drop. My hips moved slowly back and forth, slapping against her ripple ass cheeks as I pumped my cum inside her.
"MMMN…" she moaned sensually as I fell back onto the toilet, breathing heavily as I slipped wetly from her pussy. She stood up and glanced over her shoulder, running a hand over her ass as she dripped my cum and… I hope her arousal down her inner thighs.
"…Sorry." I mumbled, as she suddenly glanced at me surprised.
"What? Oh…" she smiled, then laughed. "…If I didn't want any of this Jeremy I wouldn't have done it." she smiled, then she turned around and sat on my lap. Her arms resting and wrapping around my head. "Now-…" she noted, briefly before kissing me, wrestling gently with my tongue as I moaned. "MMn-Mwah!" she sighed, pulling away. "Now… next time we do this. Cum on my face…" she purred aggressively as I jumped.
"W-wait. What? Next time?!" I gasped… the coach was going to kill me.
"Well of course next time." She breathed sensually as I… suddenly wasn't so interested in the Coach killing me. "The only thing stopping me from sucking you off right now Jeremy is that I got an attendance record to maintain…"
She kissed me again and slipped off. "MMMn… most human guys are cock driven dickheads, but YOU are just the sweetest thing…" she walked out of the stall as I gasped, quickly recovering and getting up after her.
"W-wait!" I replied as I pulled up my pants, paused then picked up her underwear. "You forgot your underwear!" I replied as she paused, turned around, and unzipped my backpack.
"No, I didn't…" she said, slipping them right inside. "…Oh… before I forget." She pulled a phone from… seemingly nowhere with a wave of her hand. "…What's your number?"
"Ah-I…what?!" I mumbled surprised.
"I want to CALL you later." She said, "…Hangout? Talk? Suck your dick?" she replied casually. "I would've done it at camp after you fucked me, but I didn't find the opportunity. And I couldn't find you on the last day when I had to leave…"
"Uh… o-ooh…" I was with Zarya in the forest doing… 'exercises'. Oh god, the Coach is going to kill me. "Um…" but my body wasn't obeying my brain, taking out my phone and exchanging contact.
"What's your last name?" she asked marking up her contacts.
"Oh… Wildhammer." I replied, mumbling as she smiled.
"…It fits." She purred, tapping her phone and making it vanish with magic. Then she took my face in her hands and kissed me, "Mmmwah…" she cooed, "…Next time. Cum on my face." she repeated smiling as I blushed.
"W-what? Why?" I breathed as she laughed.
"Ask Daelin."
"No!" I replied shocked as she coughed with laughter.
"Ha-HA! Later 'Wildhammer'…" she cooed, strutting out as stared in horrified awe. The shock of what happened finally hitting me as I ran my hands through my hair.
"…Oh no." I mumbled guiltily… before I quickly remembered that I'm a guy and standing in the girl's bathroom. I stood outside of it for a moment, staring at the boy's bathroom door before I grit my teeth and ran to Coach's temporary office.
I burst into the door. "Coach." I said as she fidgeted on Coach Grom's chair in his office.
It was decorated with Orc weaponry, trophies, and signed footballs. And surprisingly large amounts of personal photographs on the wall. Him in his old football uniform, him and another orc standing beside Principal Proudmoore in a wedding dress, clearly best man at the wedding, him and that same orc in armor cheering over a battlefield victory, him and Garrosh, him and Daelin… but back to the matter at hand as the Coach continued to fidget. Trying to get comfy.
"Ah! Zaika!" she purred, then grunted, wiggling her rear on the seat. "Wel…come… stupid chair…" she mumbled, finally just standing up and walking towards me smile. "Good of you to visit." She shut the door, leaned down and kissed me. "MMMN-mwah." She cooed. "What is up?"
I took a deep breath, flinched, and closed my eyes. "…I cheated on you." I replied as Zarya went quiet…
"PPpft… ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!!!" she laughed, loudly…
…Oh god she was pissed. She was mad with laughter.
"Is it 8:00 o'clock already? Tay'jin works fast." She said casually as I almost pissed myself.
"…Wha-what?" I stared at her kind, smiling, beautiful face as she put a hand on my head, leaned over, and kissed me again.
"…My little Zaika." She purred, "I ASKED her if she wanted to do it…"
"…What?" I asked flatly as she shook her head.
"At camp, I offered her the opportunity to have a little fun. And she asked me if she could play with you again." she said, sensually as my cock throbbed staring at her surprised.
"B-But…" he breathed at her shocked, "…Why?"
"…Zaika I am almost twice your age." She blushed a little bit, "…And there are a lot of pretty young girls here…" she said, "Exotic girls." She added with a seductive smile. "I want you to experience younger girls…" she said in a whisper as I STARED.
"…But I have you…" I replied as she laughed.
"And you always will my little Zaika!" she declared happily. "…But… I am also a firm believer that if I give you a big enough leash and but don't tug too hard… you'll come right back to me after sniffing around." I blinked at her confused. "…Play with all the little bitches you want my big handsome Sobaka." She cooed, playfully rubbing my hair. "Bring them all back to mama." She pulled me abruptly against her powerful body, lifting me into a deep kiss as she moaned, "I will love you regardless." She replied, then smiled. "…Plus… I always wanted to be top of my own 'pecking order'."
"…What?" I replied, still very confused but just as aroused.
"Nothing Zaika!" she purred happily putting me down. "But… you are here to have fun, learn, make beautiful memories, make beautiful friends… you don't have a lot of friends my Zaika. Scott is fine and Thrallson is admirable, but…" she then thought about it and grinned, "But if you bring a few girls over, your father will stop asking embarrassing questions about you…"
…Huh… I stared blankly at the surrounding Grom Hellscream trophy room. "…He would, wouldn't he?"
"Have fun my Zaika… I will always be here…" she said waving as I stepped out.
I… either have the best girlfriend ever. Or the weirdest…
RIIIIIIIIIIIIING! The bell rang and the halls were full of boys and girls of all races shuffling to their next classes as I made my way to Vice-Principal Bloodhoof's class.
End of Part 1.
The first six chapters of this story originally were posted in Overwatch High