Story by Custos
(Original posting 18 October 2024 on https://inkbunny.net/Custos)

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This story contains material for adults only, do not read if you’re a minor.
The material presented is fictional and for adult fantasy only.
The author does not condone any of the depicted illegal activity in real life.

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Suel commission: Druidic Tutoring - Not All Slits Are Pussies

The wolvar druid is stealthily approaching one of his favourite bathing spots, a nice and secluded little pool and waterfall surrounded by moss and ferns. Suel is shapeshifted into his cat form which looks like an overall brown sabre-toothed cat with a white mask on his face and white stripes along his thick bushy tail. Though, Suel is not fearing any wildlife or the presence of Horde or Alliance, he simply finds that his cat form has the quickest thread and reflexes to get through dense jungle a lot faster than his other forms could.

The sun is bathing the canopy in its warm rays, the heat drastically reduced as it travels further down, making for the perfect temperature on ground level as the wolvar is already dreaming of dozing off in the soft moss after a refreshing bath. Alas, his hopes are cruelly crushed by the ‘horrid’ fate in store for him.

As Suel approaches the clearing from the stream up above, his ears flop down as he hears faint high-pitched voices talking down below at the pool.

“Nu-uh! Am not!”
- “Yes, you are! You have a va-jay-jay just like me, see!”
“Boys and girls look the same until the boy’s thing comes out!”
- “Nu-uh! Boys are supposed to have dangly bits.”

The wolvar’s ears perk right back up as he hears the voices of children, young children, talking from the pool down below. Suel’s curiosity is piqued, and he can already feel a stirring in his loins as he realises two young cubs are having a realisation about each other’s bodies, making wonderful memories of their experimentation to be cherished well into adulthood. He simply must witness this!

The brown-and-white cat with the large fangs and druidic symbols in his fur patterns on his shoulders and hips carefully peaks out his head from atop the small waterfall, his presence further masked by the cheerful clattering of the stream. Down below, two cubs of around seven years old stand by the pool, naked as the day they were born and arguing with each other. It looks like they had snuck off to the small pool to swim unsupervised, but they had clearly never seen each other like this before.

One of the cubs is a vulpera girl, smaller in stature as is typical for her race, but with a fiery personality as she defiantly cocks her hands in her hips and pushed her small bare cunny proudly forward toward her friend. Her overall fur is sand-coloured, with reddish hints at the tips of her long vulpine ears. Her chest is as flat as a boy’s at her young age. A trait Suel can appreciate on a very deep level, as his mind subconsciously conjures up the visage of his very tomboyish mate Jerv.

The other cub is a dracthyr, a species descendant of true dragons, which gives the slender shy boy a slightly feminine look as he tries to hide himself by wrapping his wings around his body. They’re not large enough yet to fly or to cover much, and the boy with the overall ruby and white belly scales is very clearly featuring a slit as is common for his draconic race. He’s blushing something fierce and stomping his clawed feet a little, swishing his long slender tail as he cries for his friend to stop calling him a girl. Suel can tell that the youth’s small horns will one day be as impressive as the rest of his body, and that he has nothing to be ashamed about.

The wolvar druid clears his throat, deciding to make his presence known, as he lies casually on the rocks of the waterfall up above, smiling down at both cubs: “He’s right, you know. Dracthyr males have slits too. Their penises only come out when they feel very good.”

The vulpera girl and dracthyr boy nearly jump out of their skin as Suel startles them, the boy looking on the verge of tears as his friend bravely steps forward and defiantly puffs out her adorably flat chest at the shapeshifted wolvar: “Like you would know! You’re just a talking cat. What do cats know of dragon people?”

Suel smirks his feline fangs bare: “Well, I’m a druid of many talents. And I have forms that resemble dracthyr a little bit, hence how I would know. Observe.”

The wolvar druid stands up and shows off his hefty balls and peeping pink cat penis to the two cubs, making sure they’re seen him being semi-aroused and out of his sheath before transforming into his snake form. The two cubs gasp in awe as Suel slithers down the rocks and toward the children in the moss, rolling over and displaying his serpentine cloaca slit to them from which twin cocks are starting to peep out: “See? Most reptiles share the same anatomy down there. Have you ever seen your penis come out, child?”

The dracthyr cub stands perfectly still, still blushing from the shame of not only being called a girl by his friend, but also from being naked with a perfect stranger: “Uhm. Not really. But I’ve seen my dad’s a few times…”

The vulpera girl’s eyes are wide and sparkling with mischief and wonder, grinning as she kneels next to Suel’s snake body. She doesn’t hesitate for a moment and pokes the sensitive twin cocks from the wolvar druid’s slit, unconsciously making them even firmer as she runs the tip of her finger over them. Her free little hand darts down between her legs, the girl unaware of her own action as she subconsciously soothes the tingles in her blushing cunny: “Cool! Are you a druid? I’ve seen some of those visit my village before…”

Suel hisses in pleasure as he shifts back into his regular wolvar form, the serpentine twin penises merging and forming a perfectly erect black canine cock as it sticks out halfway from his white sheath: “Guilty as charged, little miss. If you want to learn about each other’s bodies, or mine, I’d be very willing to teach you. Druids are very wise, you know. My name is Suel.”

“Nida! And sure!”
- “… Ansidel. Ans for short…”

Nida, the vulpera girl, is kneeling next to Suel’s groin and still fiddling with her own cunny enthusiastically as she eagerly nods. Her dracthyr friend, Ans, looks slightly more guarded but has finally given up on trying to cover himself up. Suel grins wickedly, his exposed black canine cock throbbing as the bulb of his knot slightly inflates inside his sheath, the brown-and-white wolvar druid drawing the sand-coloured Nida straight onto his lap: “Alright, then! Let’s start with a real girl and see what makes your slit a real cunny, then!”

Ans blushes slightly more crimson, his already red scales darkening, as he kneels between Suel’s open legs while the wolvar spreads Nida’s thighs wide open as she sits on top of his lap. The girl doesn’t seem to mind Suel’s cock poking her in the back, even wriggling back against it as the vulpera cub’s tiny pussy is laid bare for her draconic friend’s eyes in all its beautiful glory.

“From the outside, it looks almost completely the same as your slit, Ans. But watch as I open Nida up a little bit…”

The wolvar’s thumbs are placed on top of the child’s by now blushing pussy, and they gently peel open the chubby lips of her immature flower to reveal a lovely moist pink inside. At the top of that deliciously puffy open slit peaks out a tiny pink pearl, the pleasure nub that is Nida’s vulpine clitoris.

“As you can see, Ans, a girl has an opening right here where a man’s penis is supposed to enter to shoot his seed inside of her to make a baby. Right above that is the hole where she pees from, and this cute little nub at the top is her clitoris. Touching it makes a girl feel all tingly and good inside.”

Suel smiles warmly at Ans as the little dracthyr boy instinctively darts his fingers down to his own slit as he closely observes the wolvar reveal a girl’s privates to him like he’s never seen before. The druid extends a thumb and swirls it slowly and rhythmically around the hardening pleasure pearl, making Nida’s seven-year-old body shudder in pleasure as her cute little fox toes curl up in response.

- “Oh! Mister Suel, that feels nice!”

The wolvar continues to smile as the heat between him and the child on his lap rises in temperature, making his black cock throb something fierce in the desire to plunge inside Nida’s little cunny hole: “I know, sweetheart. May Ansidel try too?”

Suel continues to gently massage his thumbs all over and in between the bouncy pussy lips of the young girl as she nods. Nida’s breath grows burdened as the openminded wolvar druid’s fingers spread the developing moistness from her childish immature vulva all over the opening to her vagina. The enthralled little dragon boy scoots closer between the adult man’s spread-open legs, grazing Suel’s balls with his little knees as the druid gently takes Ansidel’s small hand: “Alright. Let me guide you and then you can explore for yourself, handsome.”

The wolvar’s large warm hand gently cradles the seven-year-old dracthyr cub’s as he traces Ans’s index finger over the quivering sensitive lips of his female friend. The dragon boy is blushing an adorably deep crimson, the slit below his white underbelly blushing nearly as deeply a pink from budding childish arousal. Slowly while savouring the moment for many future masturbation session no doubt, Suel gently guides the boy’s small slender finger to slide in between the moist swollen pillows of Nida’s vulpera vulva, and then equally gently slides the slick digit inside the small girl.

Nida’s small body flinches, both cubs gasping as the sheer eroticism of the moment overwhelms their unspoiled minds. They are truly innocent, and all these naughty adult feelings Suel is teaching them having about are truly magical. There is never another moment as sensual and imprinted as deeply into one’s mind as their first time! Especially at this age.

The little tomboy vulpera girl bites her bottom lip and purrs as she snuggles herself into Suel’s body, leaning back into the wolvar’s chest as she bucks forward her hips, allowing her young male friend’s finger to sink completely inside her needy seven-year-old pussy.

Being allowed to perform such naughty adult acts onto his friend’s body doesn’t leave Ansidel unbothered in the slightest, the blushing dracthyr cub’s slit blushing fiercely and growing puffy as well as the tip of a virginal pink cocklet shyly emerges at the top of the cleft. Suel grins and can’t help but grind slowly into Nida’s back, the tip of his black canine cock leaving wet smooches in her sand-coloured fox fur as he huskily whispers into her large ears: “See that, Nida? Ansidel is feeling good by making you feel good. His penis is coming out of his slit because he likes touching your pussy so much. His penis wants to make a baby inside your tummy.”

Nida’s large vulpera ears are flopped down, her eyes a little glossy and a tendril of drool is dripping from the innocent but very horny little girl’s bottom lip. Her eyes focus onto her young friend’s slit, especially the hint of pink at the top, and she subconsciously thrusts her small hips to swallow Ansidel’s finger even more deeply: “S-show me, Ans! I wanna see your penis better.”

Suel smiles at the blushing draconic boy and squeezes his hand encouragingly as he withdraws the cub’s finger from Nida’s pussy opening, a strand of clear slickness briefly connecting the two before it breaks: “Is that okay, Ans? Can I help show your friend your penis?”

Ansidel squirms in place between the wolvar’s open legs, his knees rubbing against the druid’s heavy churning balls as the dracthyr cub bashfully hides his face with his wing from the two, but nodding fiercely: “O-okay!”

Nida and Ansidel switch places, the dragon boy lying down against Suel’s adult body while the vulpera girl kneels down between the druid’s open legs. She giggles as she watches Suel’s balls rise and fall in their sack, her small hands hefting them both a little: “Teehee. They’re bigger than daddy’s!”

Suel chuckles, but directs Nida’s attention to Ansidel’s groin now that he’s in exactly the same position as she was, splayed wide for her viewing pleasure. As he had done with Nida, Suel delicately spreads Ans’s slit open, revealing the virginally pink insides as well as the pointy tip of a barely emerged draconic cocklet: “As you can both see, there are no holes to be found. A male’s slit is more like a sheath, a pocket, that holds his penis deeply inside. And when the male becomes happy, or aroused, his penis grows bigger to be put inside the pussy of a female. Or any hole of a male or female that makes him happy, really!”

Ansidel’s wings flap fruitlessly against Suel’s sides as the young boy is dying of embarrassment, his inner most private parts revealed to the naked inquiring eye of his childhood friend. Whether the self-consciousness contributes to this, no one could know, but the boy’s cocklet grows even more right before Nida and Suel’s eyes, flexing weakly as it tries to stand proud. Ansidel squirms a little as Nida grabs the tip of his penis and eagerly explores the heated insides of his slit, making the poor boy realise on a deeply biological level that he actually enjoys the embarrassment. That he likes Nida taking the lead on this, for he would never have dared to explore so far without Suel’s help and his friend’s genuine curiosity.

The wolvar druid notices this, and grunts in deep arousal as he grinds his leaking black pointy tip into the dracthyr boy’s back. Sneakily and carefully manoeuvring it until the slick spritzing tip is firmly seated against Ansidel’s virginal anus, the pucker winking with each throb the dragon boy’s seven-year-old cocklet performs in a bid to grow harder. Suel’s voice is soft and husky, the wolvar druid nearly seeing double out of horniness as he beckons Nida closer.

“Your friend’s penis can get much bigger, but it seems a little shy. Let’s let it know that it’s okay to come out and play, okay?”

Nida nods enthusiastically, and is quickly guided to stand over her friend’s slit and lean down to straddle him, pussy to slit. Ansidel claps his wings over his face and upper body, hiding his deeply crimson shame whilst taking no steps to stop his friend. The boy is secretly desperately curious and in need to know what’s about to follow as he peeks at their slits smushed together from underneath his wings. Suel’s whole body shudders underneath the boy in sheer exhilaration as the proximity of Nida’s heated pussy warms his cock tip at Ans’s back door: “Alright. Now slowly start rubbing back and forth. This is gonna feel really good for both of you!”

The much more confident seven-year-old vulpera girl grins down at her friend hiding his face behind his wings, relishing in both her dominance over the boy as well as the pristine new feelings of pleasure radiating from her pussy all the way up her spine. Nida plants her small paws onto Suel’s knees as the wolvar and dracthyr cub’s legs are still splayed open, and she starts rubbing her cunny slit firmly up and down against the boy’s draconic cleft. She shudders and gasps, occasionally stopping out of sheer overwhelming pleasure before Suel gently coaxes her hips back into motion, effectively frotting her pussy against Ansidel’s male slit.

The slickness is fantastic, and both cub’s combined juices as well as his own jets of precum lubricate the dragon boy’s anus enough so that Suel’s black canine cock tip starts sinking away inside of it. Slightly deeper on each of Nida’s thrusts.

Ansidel is paralysed on Suel’s lap, his face emerging as his arms no longer work properly and fail to keep hiding him behind his wings. His eyes are crossed, seeing blurry, as waves of immense childish pleasure wrack through his body: “Oh! Ah! Ngh. N-Nida…”

Nida’s hips no longer need her conscious thought, the vulpera cub’s body hunching her pussy aggressively and instinctively against Ans’s draconic slit as she too pants in sheer childish ecstasy. Her sensitive tiny clit grinds against Ansidel’s emerging cock tip, sending chills down her spine, before the emerging cocklet finally slips into the crevice of her cunny and doesn’t come back out.

“Ah! M-mister Suel! Ansidel’s finger is inside of me again!”

Suel is lost in pure heavenly bliss as well, the girl cub’s words faint but the horny wolvar druid’s cock throbs excitedly when he absorbs what Nida says, causing Ansidel to grunt out in turn as the adult’s cock is halfway inside his backside: “That’s very good, Nida! Keep riding your friend! That’s not his finger but his penis, and you’re making both Ansidel and his penis very happy right now! You’re practicing how to make a baby right now, just like your mommies and daddies did to make you!”

Nida needs no explanation or encouragement, already completely lost in the throes of immature ecstasy as her hips grind down her pussy onto Ansidel’s emerging seven-year-old dragon cocklet. The length slowly creeps up inside her sensitive undeveloped birthing canal, suddenly touching that rougher patch of textured skin that makes her go wild. Thrusting her small blushing cunny up and down the slick length of the dolphin-like pink cocklet, producing the most beautiful immature wet slapping sounds as the children practice sex with the lewd wolvar druid.

Suel is beyond senses at this moment, his climax announcing itself as his black knot is pushed up firmly into the dracthyr boy’s cheeks, too big to enter but the hot draconic body squeezing the druid’s cock like a slick heated sleeve. His eyes firmly trained on the union between both cubs, the strands of slick cub juices as well as his perverted adult precum lubricating the sexual dance between the two children, Suel hisses loudly between his teeth as he forces Ansidel down firmly upon his bulbous knot.

The little boy cries out in a mix of deep pleasure and mild pain, his virginally tight anus swallowing the druid’s thick knot as the adult penis starts spewing a torrent load of hot semen up into his tummy. Quickly soothing any discomfort as Suel’s hands glow with the natural healing magic gifted to him via the world soul of Azeroth.

Ansidel’s cocklet twitches fiercely as the eruption of the adult man’s cock inside of him triggers the very first immature orgasm of his young life. Nida grabs the boy by the hips and smashed her sopping wet childish pussy down in one more powerful thrust, burying Ans’s little cock as deeply as it can possible go. Both seven-year-old cunny and cocklet throb fiercely in their premature forbidden union, neither able to ejaculate yet but their bodies forever lost in the overpowering sensations of adult sexual fun.

Suel’s thick cock continues to pulse inside the young boy’s ass, the dracthyr cub’s body contracting and spasming uncontrollably as his young mind is overwhelmed by the wonderful sensations radiating from his cocklet and anus. In turn, Nida’s pussy lips are spread wide as they’re pressed firmly against Ansidel’s slit and pubis, suctioning onto the boy’s slick body like a leech.

After several minutes of silence and pure physical intense ecstasy, Nida shakily rises up from her haunches and Ansidel’s dolphin-like length pops free as it wetly slaps against his tummy. Both Suel and the vulpera cub are impressed, the girl’s eyes wide as the boy’s penis is deceptively long and should have easily tickled the mouth of her undeveloped cervix during their passionate childish rutting.

Suel unconsciously licks his own lips, wanting nothing more than to swallow the boy’s impressive member down his throat but unable to since his knot is keeping him and the small child firmly locked together. Instead, he rolls onto his side and shows Nida a slightly exhausted smile: “Now that your penis and pussy have made each other very happy, it’s only natural and polite to say ‘thank you’. How about you lie down next to us facing our penises…”

Nida does as requested and needs no coaxing to immediately latch onto Ansidel’s slick slender boy cock, the cub squirming around but Suel prevents him from pushing his friend away. Instead, the druid gently guides the dracthyr cub’s mouth to the vulpera girl’s seven-year-old blushing chubby cunny, demonstratively licking his own lewd tongue between the childish labia shiny with equally childish love juices as well as his own pervertedly adult precum.

“A gentleman always drinks the semen from his girl’s pussy, regardless of whether it’s his own or that of other males who tried to make babies with her. Nice and clean, not a drop to be forgotten. Let’s try.”

Ansidel moans and squirms on Suel’s lap as he lies beside the wolvar, still deeply impaled on the lewd druid’s throbbing ejaculating cock. The boy moans pitifully as his cocklet is sucked as deeply down Nida’s throat as she possibly can. Ansidel’s tongue darts out, meeting Suel’s in yet another forbidden touch between child and adult, both males gently starting to lap at the vulpera girl’s seven-year-old vulva as they clean her of their combined sex juices together. The fatherly male imprinting the deep desire for sex into the minds of both cubs.

And as they beg for him to come back the next day to show them many more fun adult stuff to do, Suel is only too eager to oblige!