<11> (Epilogue - Two Weeks Later)

	"Morning, Mrs. Skullcrusher!" called the curvaceous, ever-cheerful Luli.  "How's the enchanting business going?"

	Raylana smiled warmly at the pandaren as she approached her front window.  "Oh, it's going!  I've been getting an avalanche of special requests lately, which has kept me busy.  How have you and Jien been?"

	Luli bowed graciously and returned the blood elf's smile.  "Great!  It's actually been [i]really[/i] nice not having to hide the fact that we're, y'know, cousins and all.  Makes city living a lot easier."

	"I can imagine," Raylana returned, propping her chin up on one hand as she rhythmically bounced over her window sill.  "I used to think I'd prefer the Barrens over Orgrimmar, but I admit, I've changed my mind completely as of late."  Her heavy breasts bounced particularly sharply as she turned her head back to address her husband.  "What do you think, Torak, dear?"

	The brutish orc grunted and slammed his cock fiercely into his wife yet again, this time nearly launching her upper half straight out the open window.  "If we moved... we'd lose our audience," he was able to grunt back between thrusts, his statement simple enough.

	"Fair point," Luli agreed, whirling around to face a half dozen other Orgrimmar denizens who had settled in a semicircle of chairs in front of the Skullcrusher house.  Many of them were mostly enthralled with their respective partners, but they all had at least one eye on Raylana as Torak had his way with her backside.  "Sorry!  I forgot!" Luli addressed them all with a low bow before quickly skipping out of their way, allowing the crowd to resume their show without anyone blocking their view.  "Well, you two have a good day, now!  Jien and I'll see you guys later tonight for 'games'!"

	"Well be here!" Raylana called back with a wave, followed by a booming moan as Torak [i]did[/i] shove her front half out the window this time, locking her waist in place as he furiously plunged himself in and out of her.  The morning showing did tend to be the better one of the six or seven they put on daily.

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	"Alright, put'cha back into it!  Almost there!" Rhetta cried out as both her and Zik gave the massive totem one last shove.  The large, wooden pole seated itself neatly in front of their neighbor's house, earning them both a small round of applause.  "Not bad!" Rhetta remarked and wiped the sweat from her brow.

	Zik clapped his twin sister on the back and beamed at her.  "No kiddin'!  It ain't been a month and we're makin' a killing!  This was a helluvan idea."

	Rhetta scoffed and waved her hand dismissively despite her blush.  "Hey, youse the one with the badass carvin' knack.  I had no idea you could do this stuff, Zikky."

	It was Zik's turn to blush as he took his twin's hands into his own.  "Hey, I couldn't sell these things to save my life.  Youse damn good with numbers, and what did I tell ya?  Got all that back paid rent done in one fell swoop!"

	"Alright, alright, knock it off before ya get too big a head," she retorted in jest, following up with a loving kiss upon her brother's lips.  "So, we gonna do this or what?"

	Zik was already in the process of shedding his clothes and clambering atop the totem they'd just moved.  "Hey, ain't no purchase complete without the complimentary show!  Repeat performances, extra!" he called out, thrusting his hips forward to proudly show off his throbbing erection.

* * * * *

	A thin coil of red-hued smoke wafted into the air, followed by a trio of well-blown smoke rings.  Ruunia took one last draw from the rolled, crumbled fireweed before gently passing it to her son, who in turn took a long draw from it as well.  In their passionate fervor, the two of them had inherently yanked down the curtains to their front window -along with most of the rest of the curtains about the house- and the act had left them all but spent, cuddled together beneath the splayed, ruined curtains.  Such an act had become rather routine for the mother and son couple.  "Mmh, Rivo knows his stuff," Ruunia murmured and nuzzled her son's hair lovingly.

	Alir blew a smoke ring of his own as he looked to his mother, his free hand tucked around her back and beyond to absently fondle her heavy breast.  "How would you know that?"

	Ruunia shrugged her naked shoulders and slipped one fit leg out from beneath the curtain.  "There are many things mothers don't tell their sons... but I daresay that fucking changes things a little.  I happened to be quite fond of fireweed in my younger days."  Her limber limb curled over her son's waist and pulled him closer to her with a purring moan.  "Mmh... maybe I needed a reminder of what it was like to loosen up again," she murmured more to herself than to Alir.

	"No shit?" Alir returned, focusing on her first statement as he passed the rolled herbs back to her.  "What else can my enigma of a mother tell me?"

	Another draw and another curl of smoke rose into the air, and Ruunia's eyes lazily followed it, her body relaxed by the herb's effects.  "Well... you may recall, when we first mated, I mentioned you were nothing like your father, yes?"

	Alir nodded and furrowed his brow.  "Dad is a douche anyway for leaving you."

	"Mmh, he is, but he's probably not your father anyway," she added nonchalantly as she squeezed him tighter.  "This is perhaps a more modern term than you may be used to, honey, but have you heard of 'running a train' before?"

	[i]He had not.[/i]

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	Bright red fur bristled as a female vulpera stepped into the small shop, garbed in traditional Vol'dun wraps and hood, only to be overwhelmed by the thick smell of a motley assortment of incenses.  Her blue eyes flitted over the massive pile of artifacts that lined the walls before glancing to the currently-empty countertop.  "Cori?" she called out curiously.

	Immediately, Cori's head popped up from behind the countertop to look toward the sound.  "Mama!" Cori cried and smiled brightly as her mother approached.  "How've you been?  Things staying steady in Vol'dun?"

	"Well, but not as well as yourself it looks like," the elder vulpera, Soni, returned with a smile of her own.  "Business is good I take it?"

	"Booming," Cori agreed.  "We've been stuffing this place full every chance we get, but the stuff just keeps flying off the shelves."

	Soni's vulpine smile widened all the more, her tail swishing to and fro in delight.  "Well look at you, like a regular entrepreneur!  Rivo must be working your butt off, huh?"

	Cori exhaled sharply.  "Mom, I've been worked harder these past two weeks than I've ever been worked in my [i]life[/i]."

	"Good!  I knew my brother would come through for you, darling," she added.  "Speaking of which, where is that numbskull?"

	A flush reddened Cori's cheeks in response.  "Uh, he's a little... occupied right now, mama.  I-if you wanna shop or something in the meantime, he should be done in about twenty minutes or so."

	Soni's smile faded just a little bit at this.  "Occupied?  Doing what?"

	"Sorting inventory," she returned without skipping a beat.  "There's so much of it that he's literally trapped in the back room by it all."

	"Well, could you take me to the back so I can wait for him, honey?"

	"Um... I'm kinda swamped myself back here, mom."  Her smile grew even more nervous.  "L-lots of... uh... paperwork got scattered all over back here, and Uncle Rivo would have my head if I didn't get it finished ASAP."

	"Well... I... guess I'll just be back a little later, then," Soni returned in defeat.  "I love you, sweetie, and don't work [i]too[/i] hard."

	"I love you too, mom!  I won't!" Cori called, her gaze locked on her mother until the vulpera had left the shop.  The bespectacled vulpera felt a full-body shudder rip through her as Rivo's knot plugged her pussy, her body slowly leaning back to rest her naked body against her uncle who'd been laying beneath her the whole time.  "Fffuck... so... do you think it worked, Uncle?"

	Rivo's vulpine arms wrapped lovingly around his niece's chest as his body quaked with climax, filling her quim to the brim once more with his cum.  It took him a few moments to find the strength to speak, but as he did, a smile of his own crossed his face.  "I mean... look at us?  All it took was a little silverleaf with the fire lotus and boom: vulpera-effective incense."

	"Well, yeah, silly," Cori agreed, pausing to press her muzzle to her uncle's to kiss him deeply, drawing back to return his smile.  "I [i]meant[/i], do you think it might occur to her to-"

	As if on cue, the bell rang as the door to the shop opened once more.  "Cori, dear?  Are you [i]certain[/i] I couldn't stick around?  Maybe I could lend you a hand back there?"  Soni's large ears appeared above the edge of the countertop, shortly followed by the sound of ripping fabric.  "Believe it or not, I'm quite capable of handling... heavy loads."