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Description
Name: Haruna Lighthoof
Race: Tauren
Age (Human equivalent): 20
Weight: 198 lbs.
Class: Druid
Personality: Reserved, shy, intelligent

Haruna was born to loving parents in a nurturing family, having only one sibling, an older brother named Taro. She grew up close to him, and would often help (or at least pretend to, as children love to do) with his daily chores. She derived satisfaction from work even then, and was eager to start each new day.

Haruna was still a calf when she began training as a druid, showing interest in little other than studies and meditation. Though her clan worried about her overly-devoted nature keeping her from making friend, they were nonetheless proud of her for choosing such a difficult path and progressing at a prodigal rate.

Her rapid improvement and natural talent made certain peers jealous of her. Furious with envy after Haruna was picked to be the druid master's apprentice, her (former) friend Miela decided to get revenge on her. Before Haruna's initiation ritual, she brewed a nasty little potion, putting it in Haruna's drinking water. The unsuspecting apprentice-to-be took a sip, and began to feel uneasy. When she noticed the swelling in her chest, and tried in vain to stop it, she tearfully fled the village in humiliation.

Her breasts sloshed and jiggled as she tried desperately to press them back into her chest, but to no avail. Streams of milk spurted out as she fought the growth, slowing to a steady trickle when she stopped. She rested atop her massive bosom, still whimpering as she felt the swelling come to a halt, but by this time each breast was the size of a boulder.

She made sure no one was watching, and, doing the first thing she thought to do, pinched a nipple between her thumb and forefinger and tugged. In this way, she began to milk herself, warm streams of dairy drenching the grass. In a mere half hour, she had returned to her normal dimensions.

Haruna got dressed and returned to the village, only to find that Miela had been found out. She was tethered by the tail with a thin rope, held firm to the earth as her stark-naked, spherical body desperately tried to rise into the heavens. A continuous barrage of high-pitched, squealing curses arose from her mouth, while Taro watched the woman he had caught with great amusement.

Haruna never truly recovered emotionally from the incident. She became even more withdrawn and shy, finding it difficult to invest her trust in anyone. She has also not recovered physiologically. A lasting - likely permanent - effect of the potion is that whenever "that time of the month" rolls around, and Haruna's hormones are raging, she begins to produce a ridiculously large amount of milk. When this starts, her breasts fill to capacity within five minutes. It's usually no trouble for her to politely excuse herself (if a little embarrassedly) and go off someplace private to milk herself, but there are occasions where this happens in her sleep, and she must wait for someone to arrive to help milk her.

Haruna has found a not insignificant profit from selling her milk, but sometimes this garners her more attention than she is comfortable with. Some in the Alliance have even gotten the chance to sample a bottle or two, including a certain young night elf druid who would later seek Haruna out...

Though Haruna is far too shy to create lasting friendships, those who know her speak highly of her intellect and talent as a druid. She works with the Cenarion Circle in an effort to further bridge the gap between Horde and Alliance, and helping her to see that the two sides have more in common than they think. Despite her lack of strength in personality, she is an excellent student, a sharp-minded walking encyclopedia of various forms of knowledge. Her idea of relaxation is total solitude, a good book, and every once in a blue moon - though she would never admit it to anyone - two enormous cushioned breasts to lie upon.

Haruna lives in the relative calm of Thunder Bluff, where she acts as an apprentice under her master.

Description
Name: Haruna Lighthoof
Race: Tauren
Age (Human equivalent): 20
Weight: 198 lbs.
Class: Druid
Personality: Reserved, shy, intelligent

Haruna was born to loving parents in a nurturing family, having only one sibling, an older brother named Taro. She grew up close to him, and would often help (or at least pretend to, as children love to do) with his daily chores. She derived satisfaction from work even then, and was eager to start each new day.

Haruna was still a calf when she began training as a druid, showing interest in little other than studies and meditation. Though her clan worried about her overly-devoted nature keeping her from making friend, they were nonetheless proud of her for choosing such a difficult path and progressing at a prodigal rate.

Her rapid improvement and natural talent made certain peers jealous of her. Furious with envy after Haruna was picked to be the druid master's apprentice, her (former) friend Miela decided to get revenge on her. Before Haruna's initiation ritual, she brewed a nasty little potion, putting it in Haruna's drinking water. The unsuspecting apprentice-to-be took a sip, and began to feel uneasy. When she noticed the swelling in her chest, and tried in vain to stop it, she tearfully fled the village in humiliation.

Her breasts sloshed and jiggled as she tried desperately to press them back into her chest, but to no avail. Streams of milk spurted out as she fought the growth, slowing to a steady trickle when she stopped. She rested atop her massive bosom, still whimpering as she felt the swelling come to a halt, but by this time each breast was the size of a boulder.

She made sure no one was watching, and, doing the first thing she thought to do, pinched a nipple between her thumb and forefinger and tugged. In this way, she began to milk herself, warm streams of dairy drenching the grass. In a mere half hour, she had returned to her normal dimensions.

Haruna got dressed and returned to the village, only to find that Miela had been found out. She was tethered by the tail with a thin rope, held firm to the earth as her stark-naked, spherical body desperately tried to rise into the heavens. A continuous barrage of high-pitched, squealing curses arose from her mouth, while Taro watched the woman he had caught with great amusement.

Haruna never truly recovered emotionally from the incident. She became even more withdrawn and shy, finding it difficult to invest her trust in anyone. She has also not recovered physiologically. A lasting - likely permanent - effect of the potion is that whenever "that time of the month" rolls around, and Haruna's hormones are raging, she begins to produce a ridiculously large amount of milk. When this starts, her breasts fill to capacity within five minutes. It's usually no trouble for her to politely excuse herself (if a little embarrassedly) and go off someplace private to milk herself, but there are occasions where this happens in her sleep, and she must wait for someone to arrive to help milk her.

Haruna has found a not insignificant profit from selling her milk, but sometimes this garners her more attention than she is comfortable with. Some in the Alliance have even gotten the chance to sample a bottle or two, including a certain young night elf druid who would later seek Haruna out...

Though Haruna is far too shy to create lasting friendships, those who know her speak highly of her intellect and talent as a druid. She works with the Cenarion Circle in an effort to further bridge the gap between Horde and Alliance, and helping her to see that the two sides have more in common than they think. Despite her lack of strength in personality, she is an excellent student, a sharp-minded walking encyclopedia of various forms of knowledge. Her idea of relaxation is total solitude, a good book, and every once in a blue moon - though she would never admit it to anyone - two enormous cushioned breasts to lie upon.

Haruna lives in the relative calm of Thunder Bluff, where she acts as an apprentice under her master.