Draenei Diplomacy (Futa, Woman, Incest, Loli, Shota, etc)

“Watch carefully now.” Izssabella said to her students, her voice calm and soothing despite how much she enjoyed the current situation. It spoke of her willpower to keep herself even toned as she demonstrated the lesson. “I want you all to pay close attention.”

A few mutters were all she got from the students.

Gently she eased the thick cock of hers, the equine like appendage a darker shade of blue compared to her normal light blue skin tone, inside her nephew once more.

The two were laying on their side on a pallet of pillows. Her long, sinuous, tail was wrapped around the base of her cock and her heavy sack to keep her from cumming. After all this lesson was for the children to learn more about anatomy than for her own enjoyment.

“A-auntie...” Dieter moaned, his smaller body pressing back against her. He was a darker shade of blue than Izsabella was, taking more after her sister who in turn took after the pair's father.

“Just hold on longer, dear.” Izsabella coo'd to him as she kissed him on the top of his head, the long raven black hair of his tickling her lightly as she did so. He did, after all, volunteer to be her helper for this lesson.

Laying on her side, one leg in the air with Dieter's leg draped over hers, gave the other children a perfect view to what this lesson was about.

She was still new to teaching and felt that the best way to learn was first hand experience and example. Izssabella wasn't a true pacifist, she fought when she needed to, but she preferred healing and instructing others.

Unlike many other Draenei she didn't have the same connection to the Light that they had. She felt it, and embraced it, but she had seen others manage to focus it and harness it in ways she never could. They could heal wounds through the power of the Light itself and perform what many would see as miracles though that power.

The desire to heal and help others though was strong in her and so she found other ways to help people and heal the body. Herbs, potions, teas, and even touches to the right parts of the body encouraged the body to heal just as well as the power of the Light.

It was through this study of anatomy, both that of Draenei and of the different races her people had encountered over their ages long flight. And it with this knowledge she had also found many... interesting ways to heal the body and mind.

It was her disposition, sunny and hopeful that different people can coexist if they find commonalities within one another, that prompted her to go before the King of Stormwind, and head of the Alliance, and plead her case to start a special school. One that would teach different races a way to heal, and also in hopes of finding that commonality that could bring about a peace between the members of the Alliance and the members of the Horde. The hopes to train healers and, in a way, diplomats who could sow the seeds of future peace.

The recent war had made things... troublesome in that regard but after many attempts to persuade those who had the power to let such a thing happen she was given authorization to make her attempt.

Over the many years she had been on Azeroth she had made friends of different races and so had contacts on both sides of the conflict, some as like minded as her, and had found the first batch of students.

Three from the Alliance and three from the Horde.

It was on these six children that her hopes rested. She knew it wold be an uphill battle but it would be all worth it if everything went the way she hoped.

For her type of diplomacy, and healing, the commonalities that she best could find in the different races was the desire for pleasure.

“See how he clenches when I hit this point?” Izssabella told the five onlookers. Pushing her hips forward a little until she hit that 'special spot' she had discovered nearly every male of all the species she knew had.

She could feel Dieter's little back door clench around her cock as she bumped that 'sweet spot' of his and the moans he made grew louder. Izssabella could feel him quiver in front of her and the sound of his heavy breathing gave her a light tickle of delight.

How it got to this point in the lessons today was a question by Clovis, a blonde haired Blood Elf boy who she had selected due to Izssabella's familiarity and friendship with his mother, he had asked her if there was a

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