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Horde chicks know how to stink.
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Chapter #4

Dinner time with facesitting.

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Corra came back with a giant plate of food that required both her arms stretched wide as possible to reach both ends of it.
You watched as his bubbling behemoth swung her way inside, drooling and licking her lips at the sight of the meal she carried.
The smell of roasted boar, baked cake and smoked fish filled the tent. Each booming hoof step she took towards you, her massive, tauren pot belly jiggled, large enough to empty an entire barrel of burping ale.

Laughing, she placed the plate on a table in front of you:
“Eating is the most important skill in life, slave.” She took and placed you flat down with your back turned to the ground and your face close to the table. Feet and hands were still tied, but she took out your gag so your mouth could be used.
You looked up at the towering figure with hope, you hadn’t eaten in hours so the promise of food made you eager. However, it was not food Corra had in mind to feed you.

Confused, you watched as she pulled down her skimpy, leather pants, sliding them down her thick, cow thigs, hairy flesh bulging over the edge, clearly squeezed inside the tight garments.
Corra mooed a sigh of relief, feeling so great to finally free her crammed cow ass into the cold evening air.
She turned around to present her massive, furry cheeks to you. Giving it a good scratch that exposed her dark bumhole to you in short, itchy flashes.

“Hope you’re hungry!”

With a boom, the dumb cow dropped her giant ass on your face, her spread legs landing on each side of the table.
She wiggled it good and comfy with a smug smile, burring you deep beneath her stinky cow butt as you thrashed and struggled with no use, she was too fat and heavy for you to move her off you, and she laughed at your pathetic attempts.

“Now EAT, slave! My poor bum hasn’t had a good cleaning since we first started traveling weeks ago!”

Corra began eating the hot food, with her butthole pressed against your face, warm and smelly, her tail wiggling on your chest back and forth, while she stuffed her mouth with juicy boar, the greased drooled down her body and hands.

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