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Prologue

Around 200 years ago the goblin empire of Matuska ruled the underground, raiding and pillaging all lands they could reach with their tunnels. This continued for decades until the Humans of Inverno banded together with the dwarves and demons to create a united front against the goblin hordes. In only a few years the goblins were pushed back to their large sprawling under-cities and when the goblin capital of Gobgrob fell to the Humans assault, it was plain for every goblin to see that their empire had come to an end.

Though life didn’t end for the goblins, humanity expected integration with the goblins to be quite difficult, but it was the opposite. The goblins mixed well with human society fitting into many niches well, going as far as to move their capital beneath the Human capital of Wictner to be closer to their new overlords.

Now in the current age 80 A.F the mage Morgan Hardgrove journeys to the undercity to visit his sister.

Chapter 1

It was a busy day in the multiple stone corridors and stations packed with humans, goblins, elves, orcs, and almost any other race you could come up with; Morgan was squished between them all. He was having a difficult time getting an elevator or tram ticket to take him into the Undercity. Though the volume of people wasn’t the problem it was the bureaucracy. Being a mage Morgan was no stranger to copious amounts of filing, but something about this transit system was driving him to the edge of insanity, maybe it was these goblin tram workers who sent him back and forth fetching all sorts of different documents and tickets. Then again it might be that he had been waiting in line for over three hours! Morgan was starting to wonder if anyone had ever traveled to the Undercity, most would have died before filling out all the forms, but he clung to the hope that it would all be worth it once he finally gets to his little sister Lily.

She had been raving at him for weeks about some farming operation she made in the Undercity, but only recently invited him down to visit. Now Morgan wasn’t sure what a goblin farm was, but Lily had claimed her operation was in full production, which piqued his curiosity since his sister had never been known to focus on a task for more than 5 minutes. Though pondering would have to wait since he was next in line for the checkpoint. A pointy-eared rather bored-looking goblin girl was punching tickets and slowly turned to face Morgan.

Then with a sigh, she asked, “Ticket please.”

“Of course,”, Morgan reached into his back pocket and handed the goblin his ticket.

“Humie this here is a ticket for tram four.”

Morgan looked puzzled, “Isn’t this tram four?”

The goblin slowly shook her head, yawning, “No sir this is tram three we had to swap 'em three hours ago due to tech problems, ya know how it is.”

Morgan was livid, but managed to stay calm, “Well why can’t you just let me on this tram?”

The goblin looked him up and down and smiled, “Well I can, buuuut..”

“Well but what.” Replied Morgan in a hasted tone.

“Buuut what’s in it for me?” The goblin supported her head with her hands smirking at Morgan from her heightened seat; which still only made her meet him at eye level.

“Huh you goblinoids are real pieces of work, but fine how does 2 gold sound?”
The goblin perked up immediately at the mention of cash shouting, “Deal.”

Morgan reached into his back pocket and handed her the two gold pieces; which she quickly snatched, before punching his ticket.

She whispered “Pleasure doing business with ya humie.”, before Morgan made his way down to the station where a group of people flowed into a tram car. As Morgan was boarding, two thoughts plagued his mind. The first is how massive these trams are. The second how much he wished he could have put that goblin over his knee and given her a good spanking. That would be an appropriate punishment for these bratty goblins, thought Morgan while taking a seat in the crowded tram and it was a good thing he sat so quickly; It took no time at all for the tram to fill and begin its descent into the cavern below. As the tram passed into the tunnel everything went dark for a moment, but before long they reached the end of the tunnel and the tram began to descend into a wide-open cavern.

Morgan could hardly believe his eyes; the expansiveness of this place was incredible for a subterranean cavern; It had to be at least 30 kilometers across and the cavern itself must have been over half a kilometer high. The entire city was bisected by a large still flowing river, large wooden structures of all shapes and sizes clung to the walls of the cavern building up ever higher, supported by carved stone supports. He could even see a few stone towers; some supported large crystals that seemed to illuminate the cavern along with some kind of glowing moss. Morgan was enthralled by this strange new city, no wonder his sister took up residence here.

Eventually, the tram landed near the east side of the city and all the passengers began filling out of the tram Morgan included. Then as he left the platform and entered the tram center, he could feel a tug on his robes, at first Morgan thought his robe got caught, but when he turned around, he saw some goblin pickpocket with short blond hair and a scar over his right eye, trying to make off with some gold he just pulled from Morgan’s back pocket.

“What exactly do you think you're doing?” Questioned Morgan as he looked down at the little thief. The thief looked up at Morgan and gave him a smug smile before responding, “Taking your gold, wasn’t that obvious?” Morgan's face shifted to a scowl, “No you’re not you little brat.” Then Morgan swung his staff, but the goblin thief was too quick. He nimbly dodged out of the way and made for an open window. Morgan grabbed hold of his staff and spouted a few arcane words, causing an arc of lightning to shoot out of the head of his staff towards the fleeing goblin. The goblin looked horrified, but the arc went wide and only singed his clothes as he jumped out the window darting into the alleyway.

Well fuck I guess I am lucky that bolt didn’t actually kill the green little bastard. Then I would have to explain why I just gave some random thief the electric chair treatment, thought Morgan. He noticed groups of people were backing away from him scared, he yelled out “Nothing to see here just a small scuffle no need to tell the…”, but Morgan was cut off by a voice behind him, “Well what is going on here?” Morgan turned to see a red-skinned demon man slightly taller than himself dressed in a light leather guard uniform. Two large black horns sprouted up from his head which displayed a few feminine features. Most notably his soft eye and eyelashes that were covered in a light colorful makeup.

“Not often do I see a mage nearly fry a goblin alive down here, do you wanna tell me what happened big guy?” Said the guard in a rather playful manner.

Morgan cleared his throat unsure of the guard's current disposition, he continued “Well that Goblin tried... I mean he did rob me, I lost a few coins, but he decided to be a smart ass when I caught him, sooo I thought a show of force was in order.”

The guard giggled covering his mouth, “So let me get this straight a goblin took a couple of bucks off ya so you decide to fry em?”

Morgan choked up for a moment but managed to spit out, “Um yes, but it was self-defense.”

The guard’s giggles turned to full-on laughter before turning to the crowd, “Alright folks nothing to see move on!” The crowd seemed to disperse quickly as the guard turned back to him continuing, “Ha-ha he, well you did make quite the scene, but I see no need to take you in.”

Morgan cocked an eyebrow, “Thank you, but why?”

“We have more thieves, cutthroats, and prostitutes down here than they have Hadi in the entire western desert. I would consider it a personal service to the city if you had killed him.”

Morgan was a bit shocked by the guard's answer, never did his sister mention a rampant crime problem. Though the guard continued “These little greens-skin fucks can be nightmarish, but I don’t want to waste too much of your time cutie, you can run along.” The demon man turned, but gave Morgan a playful rub with his tail before turning, “Oh my name is Azi, I live near the eastern light tower by the market, look me up if you plan on staying.”

“Oh, of course.” Said Morgan; the demon man giving him a smile before moving back into the crowd.

Morgan left the tramway and slowly started making his way to the western side of the city. As Morgan walked down the busy streets the impressive view shifted, the impressive buildings he saw while descending were built beside shacks. They almost appeared to be stacked upon one another; old stone structures were built up haphazardly and wear was obvious, but where the stone crumbled hasty wooden repairs were made.

Morgan was surprised anything around here could be kept standing more than a few minutes. This place was one of the worst slums he had seen and he only just left the tram station. As soon as Morgan passed into a city square, he was greeted by all manner of goblin merchants congregating to sell their wares to any passersby. Shouting to any former passengers;

“Fresh fruit for sale, get your fresh fruit!”

“Gob-Knobs grog-nog get you drunk before you finish your first glass!”

“Never fail to please you gal again with Wizz’s Fizzes double your size with just one pill!”

“Spells and incantations for those who know how to weld them!”

Uh, I all this screaming makes you almost miss the quiet countryside. All these goblins merchants screeching their advertisements is rather obnoxious, thought Morgan as he hastily moved out of the market square. Yet Morgan’s hurrying did not quiet down his surroundings for long. As Morgan walked into what might be the dingiest street he had come across, and he had been through the Hadi slums. Groups of goblins, scantily dressed congregated at corners and in alleys ways. A few human soldiers were engaging with some of them exchanging lewd looks with one another, but the goblins that were free gave him lustful looks like a predator eying prey. They yelled out making some very risqué offers.

“Aye humie wanna pop off on me.”

“Never-mind her, I’ll give a big boy like you a good deal.”

“The magic boys prefer the light green girls like me ya cave cunts.

“Nah fuck off hussies, the pale ones prefer us dark green boys.”

Morgan was not impressed as the quartet of scantily clad goblins began arguing over who he should choose. Morgan opted to choose none of them, shaking his head as he left down an empty side passage.

The alleyway was dark but wide and cloths lines could be seen above, connected between buildings full of different sized clothing. Morgan felt like he was close to his sister’s farm or at least he hoped he was, but as he walked up to a T-junction six goblins emerged from the shadows drawing studded clubs.

“Well look at what we have here. An Academy type.”

Another goblin piped up, “We don’t get many of you guys down here.”

Then another goblin from the party taunted, “What the matter, humie, lose your books?”

Another female goblin continued, “Yea nerd looking for books.”

The sextet of goblin’s all chuckled while still slowly approaching. Morgan joined in laughing, causing the female to pipe up “Oh this one has got a sense of humor, did ya like my joke?”

Morgan stopped laughing, “Yes I did, because I actually found my book.” Morgan produced a gray tomb from his robe pocket. “Would you like to read it?” Then as Morgan opened the tome a gust of wind emerged knocking the wizard down, but blowing the goblins 30 feet back into piles of refuse.

The female goblin piped up again screaming “I OUGHT TO GUT YA MY….” Yet before she could finish the group heard a female voice from down the left alley, “Guards help! Ma and her goons just made off with my things; they lept around the corner!”

“This is more trouble than it’s worth, let's get out of here!” The female goblin cried as she climbed the ally walls; her gang followed her lead and within seconds the entire group disappeared over the shanty wooden roofs.

Morgan turned to meet the guards, but only saw a goblin girl with dark green skin and long reddish-brown hair in a ponytail approaching him from around an alley corner. She wore a long dress which covered her chest and most of her legs; a rare sight for a goblin to dress so modestly. Morgan walked up to meet her, but before he could say a word, she continued quickly speaking, “Oh my, oh my, are you alright? I saw Ma and her goons going after you and I couldn’t just let ya get jumped.” The goblin girl circled him quickly, before looking up at Morgan with her big blue eyes, “It looks like you're not hurt, that’s good, oh sorry my name is Tisa what's yours.” The goblin girl held out her hand for Morgan and he was unsure if he should return the favor, she was a goblin, but she did help him. So, he returned the gesture shaking her hand, before responding, “My name is Morgan, and I am a bit impressed you frightened off those cut-throats so easily.”

Tisa blushed, rubbing the back of her head “Well they are spineless gobs, if ya threaten to send the guards after them they run away like a bunch of vermin.”

“Well thank you all the same, but would you mind answering a question?” Morgan continued, almost impressed by Tisa’s spunk.

“Oh sure, ask away. I know the Undercity like the back of my hand!”

Morgan continued “Well do you know a human woman called Lily, I am her brother and she invited me to visit her…”

“Oh my god you must be Lily’s brother, she told me you were a mage, but I guess I didn’t put two and two together!” Tisa jumped up excitingly before holding onto Morgan’s hand and pulling him. “I am your sister’s lead farmhand, just follow me and I will get you to the farm in a jiffy.”

Morgan shrugged and followed Tisa down the street for about 20 minutes before arriving at what might be the best-looking building on the block. A large wooden house standing about two stories tall, with a sign out from that read “Goblin Farms All Goblins Welcome”. Tisa looked up at Morgan as she unlocked the door, “Here we are, but please Morgan let me show you around a bit before you see your sister.”

Morgan was in no real hurry to see his sister and was still a bit curious about what a goblin farm is, so he responded, "Sure just lead the way.”

“Yey,” Tisa exclaimed, quickly pushing Morgan through the door, “I promise this will be a tour you won’t soon forget!”

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Morgan entered the building right behind Tisa, the first room was some kind of waiting room. A row of chairs lined the wall and there was a desk in front of one door leading to the back. As Morgan took in his surroundings Tisa dove behind the desk and searched for a moment, eventually pulling out a ring of keys before turning to address Morgan, “We are closed to the public for the week so it will just be you, me, and the livestock.” Tisa moved over to the closed door, unlocked it, and gestured towards Morgan to follow her.

The pair moved into the back room where all sorts of mechanical sounds could be heard echoing from a couple of different rooms. Tisa turned to look at Morgan, “This room to your right is the milk storage room and to your left is the changing room.” Tisa opened the changing room door and walked inside before turning back to Morgan; “Feel free to change your clothes if you like, I should get into my work clothing.”

“No thanks I am fine in my robes, but take all the time you need to get into something more comfortable.” Responded Morgan as he looked around the hallway.

“Oke-doke, feel free to look around while I get changes, I promise I won't take too long.” Then Tisa went into the room shutting the door behind her.

Morgan was content to stand still at first, but then he heard a strange sound, nothing like the grinding of gears. It was almost like a soft moaning. Morgan was slightly confused, but though he should investigate, his tour guide probably wouldn’t mind.

Morgan followed the sound until he reached some stairs going down into the basement. He followed the steps down into the dimly lit corridor, the moaning getting stronger and stronger. Until he walked through one final door frame to rival a milking room, but it wasn’t cows down there, but goblins? Two goblins females were strapped into milking machines, the pairs midsections were strapped in place, while they held onto a railing; two cups were firmly secured to their nipples and a soft pumping sound reverberated through the room, in rhythm with little jets of milk that filled the cups.

The pair looked over at Morgan before looking at each other and giggling, “Oye humie, what are you doing down here don’t you know it is rude to just walk in on a girl while she is being milked?”

“Wait milked?” Morgan looked down at the two cups attached to each girl's watermelon-sized tits and he could see the milk flowing into the cups and into a tube. “Oh, sorry my mistake.” Morgan was about to leave before one of the girls continued;

“What is the matter pink skin, you’re leaving so quickly. Don’t enjoy watching gobos get milked?”

The other goblin chimed up, “Yea with that blush on your face, you look like you have never popped a green girl before.”

The pair looked at each other and smiled before turning back to Morgan, “Well if you really need to dump a load, I’ll give you a discount of only 10 gold pieces per hole.” The second goblin girl continued, “I’ll discount you even more if you start with me, I’ll do it for 9 gold pieces, hehehe.” The pair started to giggle as they began shaking their butts at Morgan.

“Well that certainly is a kind offer, but.....” Morgan tried to respond, but was cut off by Tisa calling down to him “Morgan, Morgan! Did you come down here?”

Tisa emerged from the staircase wearing a pair of overalls that covered most of her lower body but left her upper body mostly uncovered. Tisa looked over to Morgan continuing, “Oh this is where you went, I am happy you wanted to explore, but you had me worried for a second.”

Tisa shifted her gaze over to the pair of goblins being milked, her expression seemed to dull as she continued, “Oh I see you have met our cows, Fal and Sona, they certainly are.....”

“Hey, Tisa shut the fuck up, can’t you see we are trying to court some human cock!” Shouted Fal back at her.

“But Morgan is our guest, it would be rude to…”

“Tisa, we don’t give a shit what you think swamp skin, go sit in the corner until you are needed.” Sona continued pointing to a stool in the corner of the milking room.

Morgan looked at the pair, with a confused look; asking, “Wait isn’t Tisa your lead hand? Shouldn't both of you be treating her with more respect?”

The goblin girls looked at each other and began laughing before Sona responded, “Tisa she’s just a Basi, the lowest of goblin society, hehehe.” Sona couldn’t hold back her snickering and Fal continued, “Yea she’s filthy swamp skinned cunt, she is lucky she’s not some gutter slut, but then again considering her skin she might be on the side.” The pairs snickering became full of laughter, Morgan looked over to Tisa, who lost every trace of her once cheery demeanor. Becoming solemn, he could see tears well up in her eyes as Fal continued, “She’s hardly fit to handle us let alone be Lily’s lead hand, we would have quit by now, but the pay is just good enough to keep our milkers.”

“Odds are if Tisa ever had to run the farm, she would ruin the place in a week; anyone could tell she is just a dumb gutter slut from one look.” Spouted Sona spitting in Tisa’s direction.

“Oh, I have a great idea Fal, maybe Morgan can use Tisa to warm up before us.” Sona laughed hard, coughing slightly before responding, “Haha, yea maybe she would. She’s so desperate it’d probably be a free ride, but let's not torment the poor humie he might not be into a filthy fu..”, but her taunt was interrupted as Morgan’s staff came down on the pair's butt cheeks causing the pair to yelp in pain. “What the fuck was that for!” Shouted Fal, “Yea what gives ya fucking pink skin. I got half a mind to...”, but Morgan completely ignored their pleas, mercilessly spanking their asses.

“I am Whap*, fucking tired Whap* Whap*, of you bratty Whap* Whap* Whap*, goblins back talking Whap* Whap* Whap*, me.” Screamed Morgan mercilessly spanking the pair.

Morgan eventually stopped leaving the pair of goblin sluts as a hot mess. Both Fal and Tisa were panting, mouths agape while their asses were completely bright red; a stark contrast to their light green skin. Morgan admired his work before groping the pair grabbing hold of both their asses with one hand.

“Now listen very carefully sluts, my name is Morgan and her name is Tisa. I expect you both will address us properly in the future *Whap.” Morgan slapped both their asses with the palm of his hand, leaking a nice handprint on each of their backsides.

The pair yelped at Morgan's last slap, spitting out, “Yes sir!” Tears welling up in the corner of their eyes and they began panting trying to catch their breath.

Tisa was watching Morgan intently; she had never seen the pair be put down so quickly. She was awestruck by Morgans display, but it was far from over; Morgan continued “At least you dumb fucking green skins can eventually learn and for that I think you deserve a reward.” Morgan began to disrobe, Tisa blushed and covered her face, trying to avert her eyes from the mages bold display, but she parted her fingers just enough to see it; Morgan’s massive half-hard human cock.

“Holy shit, what are you a fucking horse.” Screamed Fal still reeling from the brutal anal beating she received.

“God it must be the size of my arm.” Continued Sona.

Morgan reached forward and grabbed hold of each of the girl's cunts driving his fingers past their thongs and into their drooling cunts, “Hmph I am not surprised you green-skinned sluts are wet from a short anal beating.” Morgan curled his fingers, grinding them inside the pair causing them to squirm and moan before he continued, “It seems like you girls just needed a strong hand to put you in your proper places.” Mogan pressed the tip of his fully hard cock against Fal’s cunt; rubbing the tip against the entrance.

“Hehe humie I was just kidding no need to break my, ahhaahaha.” Morgan thrust his cock deep inside Fal’s entrance causing her unshaven cunt to stretch and squirt and Morgan ruined any semblance of tightness she had.

Morgan leaned in grabbing hold of her long black hair as he shoved his cock ever deeper, “I am going to teach you goblin sluts the pecking order.” Morgan began rapidly thrusting into Fal’s cunt, the little goblin's stomach bulged and her eyes rolled up into her head. Fal hadn’t taken a cock close to Morgan’s size, and the milking machine kept her locked in place, constantly assaulting her nipples with each heavy thrust.

“Ha Ha Ha, please mhmmm your bashing against my womb I can’t, nhhhhhh.” Fal’s lustful pleading was interrupted as she squirted her cunt juice all over the floor, what little bit of resistance she had faded in that second. She went cross-eyed, gritting her teeth as Morgan scraped out her insides with his fat human dick. Fal’s pleas to stop turned into begging to continue as she was assaulted by orgasm after orgasm.

“Please don’t stop sir ahhhhgg, I will be a good green skinned, ahhhggg cow just pleast keep fucking destroyingggggg mmmmeeeeee!” Fal couldn't handle Morgan's piston-like thrusting and was barely hanging on to consciousness. Her mind was melting under the constant pleasure waves created by her bitch box being broken.

Morgan grunted and pulled back on Fal’s hair causing her tongue to fall out of her mouth and her eyes to go white. “That sounds much gutter slut, you mewling is a hundred times better than any opinion that came out of your bratty mouth.”

Morgan increased the pace of his thrusting, smashing the entrance of Fal’s womb hard with the tip of his cock over and over again before finally cuming. Morgan let go of her hair and grabbed hold of Fal’s ass with both hands screaming, "Take all my seed you bloated goblin pig sow.”

Then as Morgan's seed poured into Fal’s insides, bloating her womb and filling her insides, she yelps one final; “taaank youzzzz Shiiirrr”, as Fal passes out mid orgasm, going limp in her bindings; the milking machine still squeezing milk from her udders.

Morgans looked over to Tisa exclaiming, “Phew I haven’t fucked a cunt that hard since the Hadi red light district. I promise the other slut won’t give you trouble after I finish……. wait, do you have a stiffy.”

Tisa’s hands shifted off of her bright red face to her crotch where she was sporting a rather large bulge, “Well I um ummmmm.” Tisa started stuttering, but Sona interrupted her, “Of course she has a bulge she’s a fuckin Basi, a Futa as your pink skins call them. She is at the bottom of the barrel a total piece of *Smack.” Morgan brought down his hand on Sona’s still sensitive behind causing her to yelp in pain, “Speak when spoken to cow.” Morgan slapped her ass again, “I won’t have you talking out of turn!” Sona just whimpered and averted her gaze, as Morgan walked over to Tisa and patted her head, “Don’t worry about what these two, they are they are no better than livestock, a pair of dumb cows.” Morgan grabbed hold of Tisa’s hands and walked her over to Sona. “I am a bit tired and might need some help spit roasting this sow, would you like to help?”

Tisa looked up at Morgan wide eyed, her expression lighting up as a nervous smile crept across her face. She quickly stripped out of her overalls, letting her perky C-cup breasts hang out, revealing her cock to be no small package; at least 8 inches of deep green goblin dick was paired with smooth hips that curve into an ass that put the previous two girls to shame.

Morgan looked shocked for a second, he wasn’t expecting Tisa to be so well endowed, but then he heard Tisa cry; “Oh no, oh no, I shouldn’t have shown my disgusting body to you. I caused you distress, please forgive this filthy gobo,” Tisa covered her face with both hands and was about to turn away before Morgan grabbed her shoulder. “Wait, calm down Tisa.” Tisa stopped moving and looked back to Morgan tear welling up in her eyes. “I don’t think you're disgusting, if anything I am impressed.”

Tisa sniffled and tried whipping away her tears with a spare cloth, “Really, but why?”

Morgan continued, “Well for starters you're actually polite, you didn’t harass me the moment you met me; in fact, you helped me dispatch those thugs.”

Tisa blushed responding, “Ma and her band are basically vermin I couldn’t just let them mug ya.”

“You have a decent work ethic, and have been helping my sister realize her dream.”

“Well it is a good dream; goblin milk is delicious and more folks should be drinking it.”

“Finally, unlike the other goblins you have a cock that is bigger than an inch; your cock is almost 2/3rds the size of mine, at half my height. Plus you got a great ass and if that doesn’t put you leagues ahead of the other goblin sows in the city, I don’t know what does?” Morgan nodded sagely, pointing at the stool, “Now bring that stool over to her face and help me teach this cunt a lesson.”

Tisa, tears stopped and her expression (and her cock) perked up almost immediately. The little goblin chirped a, “Yes sir”; as she quickly picked up the stool and placed it in front of Sona, who was now just realizing what was going on.

“Hey, humie cock is one thing, but I don’t want no dark-skinned futa goblin cock. I have rights you know!” Barked Sona trying to wiggle herself loose from the machine’s binds.
Morgan walked behind her before leaning over to whisper, “Livestock don’t have rights.” As he thrust his cock deep inside her asshole. Then as her mouth opened up to scream Tisa thrust her throbbing cock down her throat.

“Holy shit” screamed Tisa grabbing hold of Sona’s head, “If I knew shutting you girls up felt this good, I would've done it the second we met!” Tisa and Morgan began thrusting inside the goblin cows' tight holes, starting out with shallow fast thrusts.

Sona attempted to fight back for a moment, pushing at Tisa’s oddly strong legs and trying to push Morgan out of her, but her resistance only seemed to embolden the pair. They grabbed her arms and legs and speed up their frenzied thrusting. Sona’s throat and stomach bulged, straining her cow collar; she had never been pounded so hard from two holes and her suspension off the ground meant she was taking the full force of the pairs fucking.

Then a moment of relief came when Morgan pulled out of her gaping ass, Sona’s body shivered and for a moment; she thought she was going to get some relief, but then Morgan pressed his cock against her cunt. Sona begged desperately to make him stop his assault, but the fat goblin cock down her throat muffled her voice and Morgan slowly stretched the outer walls of her cunt. Inserting inch by inch, driving Sona to the edge of lust-filled insanity. She couldn’t even muster the strength to scream; her jaw and hips were slack; she could only sit there and take the brutal gut fucking.

“Hmmm, it feels like our little cow is about to pass out before she finishes her job.” Morgan started to wave his hand and making a few arcane gestures before a pink hue enveloped Sona causing her body to shake for a moment. “There that should give our livestock the boost she needs.”

The effect was almost immediate, Sona grabbed hold of Tisa’s hips and started deep throating her cock with gusto, shoving all 8 inches down her throat slurping wildly and moaning with relief when the futa cock popper her collar. “Wow Morgan what did you do to her, she is acting like a gutter slut who hasn’t sucked dick in over a day, ahhggggg.” Tisa grabbed hold of Sona’s shoulders, leaning over her as Sona gobbled her cock, spilling drool down her shaft and onto her balls.

“Nice to hear you both are enjoying my lust spell, but it shouldn’t be this effective.” Sona was clamping down on Morgan shaking her hips while spouting out muffled moans. She was trying her best to drain the pair dry. Her fat ass bounced rhythmically up and down covering Morgan's cock in her juices.

“Plesh fushk Meh, Pleash Fuk.” Sona cried, slurping Tisa’s girl dick without an ounce of reservation.

“Holy shit Morgan I am gonna!” Tisa’s tongue fell out of her mouth as she grabbed hold of Sona’s nappy hair dumping her thick load down her throat. Cum spilled out of Sona’s mouth, leaked out of her nostrils, and coated Tisa’s member as she pulled out of her mouth, but this cream filling didn’t stop Sona.

Almost immediately Sona was already licking the cum and spit of Tisa’s cock begging, “Please put it in meeeee, I need it I need moooreee.” She cleaned off all the filth on Tisa’s cock in under a minute and as Tisa looked at Morgan shrugging, he responded; “Give the little gutter slut what she wants, don’t you wanna show her who’s boss?” Morgan couldn’t be more correct as Tisa grabbed hold of Sona’s ears and began face fucking the little slut.

Morgan was almost worried she was going to choke, but Sona’s muffled squeals of pleasure at least showed the sow was still alive and enjoying herself.

Morgan grabbed hold of Sona’s ample hips and began to pick up his thrust once more, looking over to Tisa he could tell the goblin girl was completely engrossed in fucking Sona senseless. Spouting off insults; “Who is the gutter slut now” and “You’re the fucking Basi now” and Morgan’s personal favorite line “I am going fuck you so hard you become as brain dead as an actual cow.” Tisa’s rabid hip-shaking impressed Morgan, but he wasn’t about to be outdone by a goblin, he would have to show the pair what human cock could do.

He grabbed hold of Sona’s throat causing her throat to grip Tisa’s cock even harder; Sona squealed with delight and Tisa moaned breaking out of her trance and meeting Morgan’s animalistic gaze; “Holy shit if you actually, ahhhnnn, do that she might actually be brain dead cow when we mhhph, finish.”

Morgan smiled and started thrusting his full length into her cunt responding; “That is the plan.” As he began scraping the deepest parts of Sona’s insides. His cock brutalized the goblin’s cunt, almost pulling her insides out before he rammed his cock right back inside her.

“Mhmmm, yes Morgan keeps rearranging her fucking guts with that fat human dick, don’t stop I want you to ruin her for every other goblin.” Screamed Tisa as she grabbed holds of Sona’s short hair pulling her face off her cock to meet her gaze; “You hear that you awful bitch, Morgan owns your sloppy cow cunt now and you better be respectful got it?”

“Moooo, Mooo yes ma’am I am livestock now just please don’t stop pounding me, I need a fat dick to live, Mooooo I am just a greedy cow, Ahhhnnn.” Morgan’s cock pressed up against her womb, the indent could be seen etched in her midsection. It enamored Tisa, she reached out to Rub the indentation his cock made in Sona’s stomach.

“It is so massive; this cock was made to brutalize goblins like us.” Tisa hopped off the stool and kissed the stomach bulge, she wanted to be the next one to worship Morgan, but as she basked in Morgan’s work, she heard him stutter; “I am going, mhmmm, cum.”

Tisa witnessed the whole orgasm. It was like a wild beast had used Sona; her eyes rolled up into her head, her stomach bulged with seed and cum spilled out of her cunt unable to handle the full weight of Morgan's orgasm, but this didn’t stop Morgan who continued thrusting. His piston pounding while orgasming broke Sona making her begging unintelligible; blurting out profanity between moans.

Tisa fell to her knees exhausted, but as she did, she slurped at the cum which fell from Sona’s cunt and as she did, she felt renewed licking and slurping at the leftovers which spilled out from Morgan's lust-filled thrusting.

“Oh, Morgan you cum tastes soooo fuckin good!” Mewled Tisa, now stroking her hard cock at the mage's feet.

“Glad you like it, because you're going to help me finish.” Tisa watched as Morgan pulled his slime covered cock out of Sona’s cunt, just to shove the tip into her ass. Her body so sexually overstimulated that her hole was gaping and needy without any direct stimulation, letting the cock slide in easily. Sona squealed; “Yes, Yes, Yes Mooooooooore!” as Morgan began thrusting back inside her gaping asshole. With each thrust making the walls of her asshole bulge obscenely and force more of Morgan’s cum out of her pussy and onto Tisa’s face; the little goblin greedily lapped up any cum that fell onto her, while she stroked her rock-hard girl cock.

“Mhmmm fuck keep breaking her sloppy holes Morgan, mmmmphhh!” Tisa began lapping Morgan’s cock as it thrust inside Sona’s ass, with every joy-full lick she slurped up more of Morgan’s cum, rapidly stroking her own cock as Morgan scraped the deepest parts of Sona’s ass with constant slow deep thrusting.

“Yes, please keep goooooing, rearrange my fucking guts with your horse-sized dick, I never wanna feel puny gobo dick agaiiiiinnn!” Cried Sona, moaning even louder than before; both goblins' moans were like music to Morgan’s ears, a sweet melody that drove Morgan to thrust faster and faster, without a care what damage he might do to Sona’s body and mind.

“Morgan you're tearing this gutter slut apart and you god cock is twitching so much, but you're not cuming.” Tisa buried her face into Morgan's crotch, causing him to stop for a moment; he looked down at Tisa’s lust-filled eyes as she mewled, “I am going to help you milk every last drop of these massive balls.” Then before Morgan could make another peep Tisa began licking and sucking his balls, while Sona sensing a pause continued wildly shaking her hips taking Morgan's cock to the base.

The pair mercilessly continued their double assault on Morgan teasing every part of his cock while he braced himself grabbing hold of Sona’s binds. “Mhmm good work cow and you too Tisa.” Tisa looked up at Morgan who patted her hair; for some reason this act caused her to blush, responding; “Um... just trying my best to satisfy you sir.” Morgan smiled continuing, “I better return the favor then.” Morgan pressed his foot against Tisa’s rock-hard cock grinding against it, causing Tisa to go cross eyes spouting, “Mhnn ah plesh ah I ah never, moorrrreeee!” Tisa couldn’t handle the grinding for more than a minute shooting out her thick cum over the floor screaming; “Thasks yooooo!” As she fell over collapsing on the stone floor muttering to herself half asleep.

Morgan grabbed Sona’s long black hair pulling her head back, he slapped her and told her, “Alright you goblin cow it’s time for your reward.” Sona shook in her binding tits flopping back and forth as the pumps milked them dry, mooing “Thank you thank you.” As Morgan once more stuffed her hole to the brim with thick spunk. Morgan slowly pulled out his cock almost falling over as a torrent of cum fell out of Sona causing her to moan softly as she drifted out of consciousness.

Morgan admired his work; both girls were stuffed leaking cum from their holes and Tisa was on the ground now snoring; I guess that really took the energy out of her, Morgan thought to himself. Morgan picked up his robes, staff, and Tisa from the ground and carried them back to the changing room.

The room was pretty simple, only four cubes and only two had things in them, one assumedly was Tisa’s but the other had a note inside it addressed to him? Morgan folded open the letter and began reading;

Hey Morgan I know you were probably expecting me to greet you myself upon reaching my farm, but there has been a complication and I need to leave town for a few days. Also, nooooo I am not in trouble with the law as you might think, I just need to leave on a few months journey to pick up some fresh talent for my operation. Sooo that being said please run the farm in my absence, Tisa is a very capable girl but lacks confidence and the book smarts to properly run the farm. I know you have a heart as big as your dick and I promise I will make it worth your while when I make my return to the farm in around four months.

Love you big Bro
-Lily xoxo

Morgan could hardly believe his sister, well he could believe this was her; Lily always had attention issues and had trouble staying in one place for more than five minutes, but Morgan couldn’t deny the prospect of running this place was pleasant. Though as he considered leaving vs not Tisa began to wake up.

“Mhph oh Morgan I am, upstairs?” Tisa looked around the room frantically for a moment. “Oh, Morgan I meant to give you a letter from your sister before we got um… distracted, I...” Morgan put his finger on her lips, while he held the letter up responding, “Don’t worry I got the letter.” Tisa whipped some sweat off her brow, “Oh good, well what does it say, if you don’t mind me asking?” Morgan looked down at the letter then back at Tisa who was already excitedly looking up at him. “Well, it looks like I will be staying until my sister comes back and I will be helping you...” Tisa leaned over hugging Morgan’s arm as tightly as she could before looking up with a big grin, “What great news, I am sure you will love it here almost as much as the cows in the basement loved being screwed!”

Tisa leaned over as she searched through her cubby; her fat dark green ass jiggling as she moved, Morgan was still impressed on how such a small fame could be so well endowed. Then after a moment Tisa spun around and handed Morgan an open box filled with a strange kind of moss.

“What is this plant? It almost looks like the luminescent moss that coats the walls around the city.”

“You’re very close, this is a weaker version of the Lumu moss. Your sister called it Vita moss, because of what it does to goblin bodies.” Tisa explained as she sat beside Morgan.

“Well, what does it do to goblins?”

“Well normally it just gives you the runs, but your sister found out if you boil the root it can boost milk production in both male and female goblins; I don’t know why, but I am sure a smarty like you could figure it out.” Tisa continued resting her head on Morgan’s forearm.

Morgan looked down at the box of bright blue moss and smiled crept over his face as he looked over to Tisa, “Yes I have a few ideas for experiments, but first I want to expand our current livestock. Tell me do you know of any thieves that have short blond hair and a scar over their right eye?”

Tisa stroked her chin for a second before responding, “Oh you’re talking about Babi blood eye; he hangs out close to the trams, why do you ask?”

Morgan chuckled continuing, “No reason, now let’s get to work there is much to do before we open next week.”

Chapter Text

Tiz couldn’t believe her good luck just the other day she got a letter. Which was strange since she didn’t know many goblins which could write, but she opened the envelope any ways to revival cleanly written cursive;

Dear Tiz, I have recently learned of the massive amount of debt on your shoulders and when I realized you had no chance to pay it back I felt a great deal of pity for you. So in my humanitarian efforts I have decided to buy your debt, but don’t worry I am not as aggressive as the triad, all you must do to pay off nearly 300 years of family debt is to work as my secretary for a few months and participate in a herbal remedy trial on my farm. Please report to my farm on the southern end of the slums the day after you receive this letter around the early morning.

Respectfully, Morgan Hardgrove

Tiz almost wept tears of joy when she finished the letter, finally, she was free and after a few months, she could go anywhere without fear of retaliation from bounty hunters. Tiz may have only been working for the past 10 years, but she was only 19 and could spend the rest of her life doing whatever she wanted. Tiz would no longer aimlessly punch tickets in the tramways, waiting for hours until her shift was done, all to just pay off her old family gambling debt to the triad; which she only added a few gold coins to in her lifetime. How was old Tiz supposed to know that betting it all on black 4 times in a row was a bad idea; it worked the other 3 times, so why shouldn’t it work for the 4th time?

Finally, Tiz’s luck had shifted and she could pursue passions, tram work was boring, but paid well, but now she could pursue whatever business she wanted! Maybe she could go into mechanics; Ma always said she had an unusual knack for machines or she could be a baker, candlestick maker, or maybe work in the red light district. Being a gob for hire was easy money and it had been a lifetime since she found a goblin worth fucking. So why not hit two birds with one stone and get paid while ya fuck. Tiz always avoided the job because the promise of a big payout night was always overshadowed by the inconsistency of the income, but now that didn’t matter. Tiz could build up a customer base over time and not have to worry about bad business for a week and besides she knew she was a bombshell babe who could keep the boys coming back.

Tiz had a soft face, short black hair, deep blue eyes, and soft pillowy lips, but her body was her real attraction. Tiz’s light green body was kept in shape; she had great upper body strength, being able to beat most goblin men at arm wrestling in the tavern, her chest sported a pair of perky C-cup breasts and a toned midsection which was showing the first signs of a 6-pack. Her legs were just as good being muscled and sculpted but had a thickness that pushed against her pants that made her hips sway and ass jiggle with each step down the cobblestone road.

The slums seemed slightly less trashy today, but Tiz couldn’t figure out what was different. Normally she might need to knock a few heads on her way through, but today she felt safer? Tiz quickly dismissed it as her positive mood and tried to keep her wits about her. Though walking beside the trash heaps we call buildings down here she wondered why some rich guy would want to live here? He said he owned a farm, but other than that no elaboration in his letter beyond a job title. Though Tiz wasn’t very suspicious and was happier to finally have a chance at freedom and even if this guy was insane she wasn’t going to let him stop her from living her life to the fullest.

After another 20 minutes of overly sexualized walking Tiz reached the outside of Morgan’s Farm; a small wooden two-story building stood in front of her, with a small sign out front that read “Goblin Farms”. What a strange farm, no livestock or barns just a small building, maybe this guy is crazy? As Tiz examined the outside of the structure her train of thought was interrupted by a voice behind her, “Oh hello there can I help you?”

Tiz instinctively jumped back, quickly turning around, but instead of a gang banger or thief, there was a smiling red-haired goblin woman, around her height waving at her.

“Oh my you're a jumpy one aren’t you?” Questioned the woman.

“Well of course I am, ya can’t just sneak up on a girl in the slums like that without her thinking you’re trouble!” Tiz was a bit frazzled by the woman’s outward friendliness, but something about her almost seemed familiar?

“Oh well sorry for scaring you, but I am curious why you're looking around the farm?”

Tiz spat on the ground, “What's it to you where I’m looking?”

The red-haired goblin put her hand on her cheek, “Oh didn’t mean any offense, but I do work here so….”

Tiz’s eyes widened for a second, “Wait do you know a Morgan?”

The red goblin’s expression lit up as she got uncomfortably close to Tiz asking, “Oh yes he is my employer and such a wonderful man! Are you by chance the new hire?”

“Uhhhhmm yea.” Tiz pushed back the over-excited goblin in an attempt to recover her personal space, but as she pushed back the goblin gal she grabbed hold of Tiz’s arm pulling her into the building.

The red-haired goblin girl looked back with a big smile across her face, “Oh I forgot to introduce myself, where are my manners. My name is Tisa, what is yours?”

Tiz was shaken by Tisa’s strength thinking, god damn this gob is strong and Tiz was no pushover she could wrestle some human men down, but she gathered her composure trying her best to be polite, “The name is Tiz and I’m supposed to be your bosses secretary or somethin.”

“Oh what wonderful news Tiz it looks like we’ll be working together. I am the lead hand around here; I am also the only hand around here, but that's different now that you’re here!”

“Yea right so where is Morgan?” Questioned Tiz examining the waiting room which appeared to have just gotten a new light brown paint job, with a set of some redwood chairs. Honestly, this was pretty fancy for the slums, she was surprised this place wasn’t raided by a local gang or an opportunistic thief. This Morgan guy must have something strange about him if he can keep the ga….

“Hey, are you okay? You have been standing in the waiting room for like a minute just staring off.” Tisa was waving her hand in front of Tiz’s face trying to elicit some reaction from the girl.

“Oh sorry just lost in thought.” Tiz awkwardly coughed pretending to clean her throat continuing, “So where is Morgan?”

“Just head up the stairs and his office is the room is the first door on your
left.” Tisa pointed up the stairs before turning to head into a back backroom, but before Tisa left she turned to say, “I am sure you’ll love working for Morgan as much as I do.”

Tiz waited for a minute contemplating what she might have gotten herself into before she began to walk up the stairs into a short hallway with 2 doors on each side, she slowly began to open the first one calling out, “Hello is anyone..” Though she was interrupted by a voice calling out from just out of view, “Just one moment, give me a mome-aaaagghhh.” Tiz entered the room to find a very spacious office space, the right side of the room had a large partially filled bookshelf, towards the middle of the room sat a large wooden desk and to the left of the room was an open door with strange light emanating from it. Tiz slowly started to approach the open door until she heard a large popping sound followed by a large cloud of red dust exploding from the side room, she instantly hopped back to avoid the cloud, and successfully dodged the cloud, but the same could not be said for the goggle-wearing man stepping out from the room.

His goggles, purple robes, and light skin covered in a light layer of Red dusk, he screams, “Damn I thought I had the combination right…. Oh, and you must be Tiz.” The man slowly took off his goggles and began rubbing the red dust from their exterior, while still addressing Tiz, “I have been expecting you, my name is Morgan and I’ll be your new employer. Please take a seat and I’ll brief you on your duties.”

Tiz took one look at Morgan and immediately thought, wow what a fucking weirdo and climbed on the seat in front of Morgans’s desk. Looking at Morgan like how others might view a carnival freak show.

Morgan sat down in his chair and continued, “Now Tiz your duties will include being my secretary for the next 6 months, in addition, you will be subjected to a light clinical trial and once this period is over you will be debt-free.” Morgan rifled through his desk cabinet and pulled out a contract and presented it to Tiz, “You’ll even be paid for your work to help with living expenses, now please just sign at the bottom line and we’ll get started.”

Tiz poured over the contract, she wasn’t as soft-headed as some goblins and she wasn’t going to let the time she spent learning how to read go to waste. Though as she looked over the contract nothing suspicious piqued her interest, maybe the clause on breaking expensive farm equipment, but she wasn’t going to be interacting much with that. Yet one question remained in her mind;

“Why did ya bother with me you're a we… eccentric fellow, why pay off my debt? There are plenty of girls looking for work and most don’t have a mountain of debt attached to them.” Tiz stuck both her thumbs back at herself and waited for Morgan’s answer.

Morgan pondered for a moment and smiled answering, “Well I heard your story from a ‘friend’ and I am a kind man, so I thought I would give you a chance to live a normal life.”

Tiz cocked her eyebrow and continued thinking that this guy was a nut, but admittedly had trouble finding him at any fault. Yet still, she still thought he was a massive idiot for paying off over 500 gold crowns just to have her ass around for a few months. So Tiz gathered herself and tried her best to be polite;

“Well thanks, I love ‘kind’ men, so what do you want me to…”

“Hey, Morgan” Tisa’s voice could be heard from outside the room.

“Ah hold on one moment Tiz.” Morgan shuffled out of his office and called out to Tiz, “What is going on?”

“There is a problem with the milking machines and I have no idea how to fix it. It keeps making a noise!”

“Ah be down in a moment.” Morgan looked back at Tiz, “I’ll be a few minutes please make yourself comfortable.” Then moved quickly down the hall, his footfalls disappearing as he descended the stairs.

As soon as Morgan was no longer in-ear range Tiz got up and began searching around the office. Her eyes caught looks of all sorts of arcane curiosities and strange books; like what even is a dick-ton-ary? Knowing this weirdo, some fetish book; Tiz chuckled a bit when she thought up that one. Though as she scanned the room her eyes caught a familiar glimmer from the other room. Quickly she moved into the dust-coated room and even faster her suspicion was proven true; gold a whole mound of it was pooling out of a pristine chest in the corner of the room.

Tiz whispered to herself, unable to contain her excitement, “Holy shit this is more gold than I have seen in my life, there must be way more than 300, no no 500 pieces, oh yes.” Tiz was mesmerized by the fortune she even started drooling at the sight of all that cold hard cash, but Tiz’s hypnosis was only temporary. Tiz quickly thought that her employer wouldn’t notice her taking a ‘pay advance’.

Quickly she shoveled at least 20 gold pieces into her pockets, but she realized that even if Morgan was a naive idiot he would quickly notice if her pockets were overflowing with cash. So she hid pieces in her boots, socks, pockets, and considered using a traditional goblin smuggling hole to snatch more, but Tiz decided against as soon as she heard the creaky steps outside. Tiz quickly moved back onto the chair and pretended to read the contract as Morgan entered the room exclaiming;

“What a motivated goblin, you have already read the contract. Well feel free to sign and I’ll get you started.” Morgan put his hand on Tiz’s shoulder and smiled at her as he handed her a quill.

“Oh um yes yes of course, just give me the quill and let's get started, yup I wanna start as soon as possible.” Tiz quickly signed her name and put the contract on the table trying her best to smile back at Morgan.

“Ah perfect, now then here is your workload for the next little while.” Morgan knelt behind his desk and Tiz took the second to wipe the sweat off her brow and collect herself; Oh thank god he didn’t notice, I guess these nice guys are dumber than I give him credit for. Tiz giggled slightly as a stack of books and ledgers were placed in front of her.

“Wow Tiz nice to hear your giddy about your new workload. Now I’ll be starting you off with some light paperwork, then moving you onto bla, bla, bla, bla, bla….”

Tiz’s giddy expression became somber as she realized the daunting task she had in front of her and also did that limp dick human bitch just say ‘light’ paperwork! I haven’t seen this much paper in my entire life, it is bigger and thicker than any of the workloads from the tram station. How am I supposed to survive a week, let alone 6 months?! I might throw myself from the roof or….

“Tiz are you okay over there.” Tiz was snapped back to reality as Morgan questioned her attention snapping his fingers in a successful attempt to shake her from his thought.

“Oh yes yes.” Tiz gulped and cleared her throat as she continued, “So I am to do all of this during my time here then?”

“Oh yes, but this is your workload during the first week, but as you progress I expect your speed to increase as you learn. Though such an eager goblin-like yourself must be excited, am I right Tiz.”

Tiz gulped as quietly as she could before continuing, “I ummm, yes, of course, I love paperwork, ya nothing like stamping stuff.” Tiz’s quite sad attempt at seeming excited seemed to work as Morgan led her to a small table in a room across the hall and began explaining the intricacies and nuances of proper clerical work; however, only every 4th word was getting through to Tiz. She was overwhelmed by the workload and still a bit scared that a piece of gold might fall out of her ensemble causing Morgan to realize about her ‘withdrawal’.

Yet no questioning or awkward moment came out of the day's training and Tiz was mostly unharmed, saving the mental strain of being bored out of her mind for over 8 hours. Yet before she left work Morgan pulled her over in the waiting room for a word;

“Tiz I noticed you had some trouble focusing today, but I think I have something that might help you.” Morgan reached behind himself and pulled out a small sack filled with these green colored pills and Handed them to Tiz. “These are a new pill I am working on, please take one before bed and tell me if you feel any different.”

Tiz looked into the back and the ‘pills’ didn’t look like any drug she ever tried, no smell and the guy she got them from had all his teeth. “Um thanks, can do.” Tiz tucked away the bag and waved Morgan goodbye before Tiz began hurrying home, her pace increased from the excitement of finally stashing some money for herself.

When Tiz arrived home she stuffed a few handfuls of gold pieces into her hiding place under her bed and for the first time in Tiz’s life she had savings. The feeling made her feel all tingly inside, not just because she could afford fancy food or clothing, but because tomorrow she might have the chance to snatch a few extra pieces for herself again.

Morgan must be an idiot, leaving a complete stranger alone in his office with his wealth on full display. If anything Tiz was teaching him a proper lesson about keeping his valuables safe. Tiz nodded and smiled impressed with her ‘wisdom’, which made a healthy base for justifying stealing from her boss; plus she even got this pouch of neat drugs too. Which Tiz considered not taking for a moment, but she did like trying new things, plus how bad could a little green pill be anyways? So Tiz popped the pill and laid back in her bed, sure in her resolve that she would be living the high life once she was done stealing from this magic misfit, and swiftly she fell asleep.

In the morning Tiz woke up feeling great, so much so she literally hopped out of bed right in front of her mirror. Looking up and down her diminutive lime green form, she felt a tingling sensation, perhaps it was a new confidence in herself or maybe she felt safe with savings, or maybe it was because she looked more voluptuous today. Tiz looked herself up and down and she wasn’t 100% sure, but she thought her tits looked bigger or at the very least perkier. Fuck I guess those pills really do work, I feel like the richest gal in the city, but her dingy one-room apartment disagreed with this feeling heavily. Though Tiz didn’t spend too much time daydreaming, she had work to get to; plus loads of company coin to steal, hehehehehe.

Hurrying down the busy morning streets of the slum, Tiz made her way to Goblin Farms much faster this time; partially due to the fact she knew where she was going, but when she arrived she wasn’t greeted by Tisa or Morgan. Even after Tiz entered the waiting room she found no signs of anyone. She searched her new office to little luck, Morgan's office was empty, and knocking on the side room provided no answer. This situation had Tiz stumped for the moment, maybe the pair were out for a bit? So Tiz headed downstairs and was about to just wait on one of the chairs, but right as she took the last step she heard something from down the hallway and it sounded like a moan?

The sound was soft, but Tiz had keen pointed goblin ears that led her down a flight of stairs towards the strange moaning. Tiz entertained the thought she might catch her boss bumping uglies with some goblin whores. Tiz chuckled slightly at the thought, but as she rounded the stairs her imagination became a reality.

Morgan was balls deep in some black-haired goblin girl; who was secured into a stockade of sorts, with suction cups attached to her nipples. Tiz had never seen anything like this, even in the raunchier parts of the slums where gobs just slammed each other in the allies. She witnessed Morgan’s cock, which mind you was the size of Tiz’s forearm (maybe even arm) slamming into some gob slut causing her to scream like a banshee and if that didn’t cause Tiz’s face to light up like a street light, then the milk that seemed to eject out of her with each thrust would probably cause Tiz to feel like a virgin again.

“Holy fucken shit!” Tiz whispered under her breath, eyes unable to peel themselves off the goblin girl currently being stuffed, her stomach bulged and her tits were spewing milk like a cow. Tiz now knew what animals the milk came from, but as Tiz took in more of the scene she realized, it wasn’t just one goblin girl.

There was a row of 5 girls all bound up in stockades being milked for all they were worth and if Tiz was a good judge at least 2 of them had already been fucked like a 5 copper whore on a weekend. Except unlike the whore these girls loved every second of their mind-melting milk and fuck session. Their expressions all screamed milk me more sir and in some cases, Tiz just heard them cry out;

“Mooooooore milk me moooore shirrr, I am a good cow,moooo!!” or “I need to be stuffed, I need more cum!”

Damn what crazy gobs, two of them already have cum leaking onto the floor from their holes and Morgan is keeping pace. Impressive Tiz thought, considering he already fucked at least two fo them. Maybe there is something to be said for dumb guys and their dumb dicks. Though I wonder how long Morgan can keep cu….

“Please Morgan it has been an entire day moooo, I need a real fat human dick moooo!”

“Yes, yes, moooo we are just livestock we exist to be fucked and milked moooo. Please use us as soon as possible!”

Tiz’s thoughts were interrupted by a pair of cow girls crying out for dick, only to be slapped in the face by Tisa?

Tisa had seemed soft when Tiz met her, but right now she just pimp slapped the shit out of the dick hungry gobs commanding, “Wait your turn Sona, Morgan will get to you once he finishes with the new girls and that's the same to you Fal.”

The pair's tongues fell out of their mouths and they kept panting and moaning as they helplessly watched Morgan’s pale pillar wreak havoc on another girl no more than a few feet from the pair. The smell of sex and sweat was becoming so overpowering that it even reached Tiz, and to make matters worse it began to turn her on.

Her resistance began to crumble as quickly as the cow girls down there. So what if Tiz was sliding her hand into her pants. It was normal to rub a quick one out while your employer deep-dicked a couple of cowgirl, but even if it wasn’t Tiz didn’t care. Tiz needed to get off even a little bit, it had been too long since she found a good dick and Morgan’s filthy goblin livestock mating session was eroding her “flood walls” quiet quickly.

“Now Tisa don’t be too mean to our cows, they don’t know any better.” Morgan reached his hand over and patted Sona on the head which resulted in some soft cooing at her owner's touch.

Tisa in response shook her head sighing, “You heifers are so lucky that Morgan owns your sorry asses, he treats you basi gutter sluts too nice in my opinion.” Then Tiz moved over to a leaver and shifted it right slightly causing the pumps to milk even faster. An action which excited the room as she continued, “You can at least produce more milk to thank him for being so nice.”

To her increase in pumping the goblin, Morgan was currently pumping screeched and tightened down on his cock causing him to finally spurt out his thick sticky load inside her. Tiz watched in a lust-filled haze as the cow girl’s stomach distended and bloated as Morgan cream filled her like a pastry.

“Mhmm these 3 new girls aren’t bad at all Tisa, where did you say you recruited them?” Questioned Morgan as he pulled out his sex fluid coated cock.

“Mostly whore houses!” Tisa said excitedly, as another one of her thick gobbo nuts oozed into the right-most girl’s mouth. The cowgirl’s tongue greedily lapping up her lead-hands load.

“Oh hmm well I guess these working girls really do know how to milk you (and get milked)” Morgan moved out from behind the bound goblin and gave Tiz the perfect view of his foot long gob breaker and she was stunned. At first sight, it might have been a trick of the eyes, but with this view, there was no doubt in Tiz’s mind that Morgan did have a fucking horse sized fun stick.

Morgan pulled up Fal’s head and rested his half-hard filthy cock on her face causing the fuck addicted cowgirl to excitingly lick and clean Morgans sex filth as he looked down over at Tisa and waved her over, “Hey why don’t you warm up Sona while I take Fal, you must be feeling pretty backed up too?”

Sona chimed in squealing, “Yes your cow needs cum please, please, PLEASE!”
Tisa’s face lit up as she stood at attention responding, “Yes sir thank you, sir.” Tisa rapidly stripped out of her overalls and panties, a response that caused Morgan to chuckle, as he began shoving his meat down the hungry goblin heifers throat.

Now Tiz didn’t think this scene could shake her up more; seeing Morgan’s meat pillar already managed to do that quite nicely, but the second Tisa’s overalls came down so did Tiz’s Jaw.

“Holy shit Tisa’s a basi, a fucking futa!” Tiz’s surprise manifested as shocked whispered as she covered her mouth with her free hand, but didn’t take her eyes off the pair.

Damn Morgan was packing for a human, but where the fuck does Tisa hide that third thigh? How the fuck did one so big even get on a goblin, did she take it off a horse? Come to think of it the pairs cocks might have gotten ripped off a pair of ponies, Morgan was a magic type it could work, oh god they can steal dicks!

As Tiz’s imagination went wild as Morgan and Tisa began giving the cows a proper face fucking, shoving their oversized cocks into the livestock's tight throat holes with a sexual ferocity that made Tiz’s cunt quiver and the bound cows squeal in glee as their throats were once more used as makeshift semen dumps.

“Mhmm you two are shaping up to being fine livestock, though after we finish here I’ll need you to show Tiz around mhmmmm.” Morgan thrust his cock balls deep into Fal’s mouth before continuing, “I’ll be down here for the day fine-tuning the Vita-mix, can you handle yourself?”

“Mhmm yes of coursssee ahhhhhhnnggg!” Tisa mind sentence just began dumping a fat load of goblin girl spunk into Sona’s willing maw and despite her best attempts to swallow, little bits of yogurt thick cum was still leaking from her nose and the sides of her mouth. Morgan sighed and continued to stuff the greedy goblin slut currently slurping on his cock like its actual gold.

It only took Tisa’s orgasmic screaming to snap Tiza out of her edging trance and focus her on the tasks that really matter; which is stealing more coins. Yet Tiz did almost immediately realize she ruined her panties watching the milking fuck fest and if she stuck around odds are her pants wouldn’t look much better.

So Tiz sighed at her lack of satisfaction and formulated a plan; I better crawl away before the pair finishes, who knows what those horny idiots would do if they caught me. Though since they are busy building the gob population I better see if I can procure an advanced payment. Almost in a second Tiz’s lustful thoughts turned to greed and she made her way back up the stairs towards Morgan’s office and began scrounging around the place for loose change eventually finding a few pieces of gold and silver in a drawer, she only took a few of then; you don’t wanna cause too much suspicion now. Then after the deed was done Tiz made her way back downstairs to the waiting room, which was just in time too because not a moment later Tisa made her way up the stairs with a bit of sweat on her brow dressed in her blue overalls.

“Oh, Tiz you’re already here, what wonderful news Morgan has told me what you are to do today. Are you ready to start your work at Goblin Farms?” Tiz pointed her thumb backward up the stairs

Tiz smiled and nodded responding, “Of course I can’t wait to get to work.” Ha more like make some money, I’ll rob these idiots blind while they fuck in the basement and get off scot-free.

Tisa sat Tiz down on her desk and began explaining to Tiz where all the work gets filled, but all Tiz could do was try to see any sign of that basi dick. There wasn’t a single sign of a bulge or any hint of girl dick, but Tiza saw it; how could she forget so soon. It almost made Tiz think that Tisa wasn’t as naive as an unarmed under traveler, but that respect dulled after she listened to Tisa go on about how lovely Morgan was and how well he had been running the farm this past month. Hehehe more like rutting his dick in whatever moved, but still if her employer was easily distracted that just meant more fun for her.

Soon Tisa finished her rant and let Tiz begin her long day of work, one which resulted in copious amounts of procrastinating and daydreaming in between filing. Yet as her imagination ignited she couldn’t help think about Morgan stuffing that slut. Even after she finished work, went home, ate dinner, took her new pills and laid in bed, she couldn’t stop thinking about it. Her mind was occupied by thoughts of human monster cocks tearing her small goblin holes using her as a gob whore, a toy, or even livestock. The scene, the sounds, and the smell plagued her mind and almost forced her hands into a frenzied rubbing session, but her late-night masturbation session was stopped by the day’s fatigue forcing her horny mind to sleep. Before her eyes fell shut, Tiz realized that her new job was going to be much crazier than she would have ever thought.

Chapter Text

Tiz’s was having trouble concentrating during the coming weeks and no it wasn’t the work that made her unproductive; she had gotten used to clerical work at this point and the lifting wasn’t even close to as heavy as the mines. At first, she thought it might have been a fever, but after another spying session on Morgan and company, it was clear to Tiz that her libido had increased dramatically. Getting wet within the moment she heard muffled moans echo from the milking room.

To make matters worse she couldn’t even complain about the pair keeping secrets. Tisa had introduced her to the other ‘employees’ weeks ago; made the entire process seen as respectful and pleasant, “Just a few hours of milking for a day's pay, not bad work.” That's what the other girls said about their job, but every time the girls finished their shifts she could smell the sweet scent of sweat and cum waft off of them. It made her knees weak and It didn’t help that Morgan didn’t bother showering off either; he smelled the worst. Tiz could tell when one of the girls paid a visit to his office after hours; she would always appear the most addled as she left. Morgan would always say they met to talk about payment, but Tiz wasn’t an idiot; she could smell the truth.

Yet Tiz’s rising lust wasn’t even her largest issue. Her breasts and even her ass must have grown in the past weeks. They must be DD-cups at this point, maybe even E- cups Tiz thought?. She had to replace all her bras a week ago and even new ones are getting filled to their maximum carrying capacity. Then there was her regular work clothing, it was too small within a week of work.

However, Tiz was lucky enough to have a very well endowed mother; the perks of your mom being a lady of the night Tiz supposed. So when her proportions increased she had some of her mom’s old clothing and toys lying around, from when mom lived with her. Luckily again a few garments weren’t whore outfits, but the toys were of a different proportion. Tiz guessed her mom had a thing for the bigger guys out there; some of the dildoes were the size of Tiz’s arm, but fit quite nicely inside her; at least when she was horny enough.

Still, when Ma said I might grow into her clothes one day I didn’t think she meant this, even the old clothing needed to be hemmed a bit today, thought Tiz as she continued contemplating how things could get worse...

“Tiz nice to see you’re working hard.” It was Morgan nearly appearing out of nowhere in front of Tiz’s desk, she often wondered how he could have such soft footfalls for a man so big.

“Ah yes sir, just trying to keep busy with this paperwork hehe.” Tiz realized she had been thinking about her predicament for so long she forgot what she was doing, but hopefully, Morgan wouldn’t notice.

“Good Goblin I knew I had the right idea hiring you, but I need you to do something for me.” Morgan leaned over his staff, imposingly looking down at Tiz’s small frame.

“What would that be fu-errr, I mean sir?”

“One of the milking machines has broken and I was wondering if you could try your hand at repairing it. I would myself, but Tisa and I need to go to the town hall for some business.”

“I’ll try my best sir, but I’m not so great at….”

“Perfect, I look forward to hearing about your success when I return in a few hours.” With that Morgan turned around and began walking down the stairs.

Horny human bastard, what makes him think I can do repairs? Ah, I guess it's my fault since I mentioned to Tisa I had a flair for handy work. Nice to know she has loose lips, Tiz thought to herself as she marched down the stairs to an empty milking room.

Indeed as she examined one of the larger pumps it was broken a few gears just slipped out of place. It only took Tiz 10 minutes to repair the machine and 5 of those minutes were just finding the tools. Tiz even began to feel pride in her work for the first time in a long while, maybe Morgan was right about her being a good fit? Yet this new self-confidence was quickly overshadowed by her cunt begging for more relief.

“Uhggg fuck I just rubbed you 2 hours ago, why are you so temperamental now?” Tiz shoved her hand under her skirt to confirm she really was drooling like a dog in summer.
Tiz could have gone back to work and tried to fight off her growing need to cum, but on the other hand, she would be missing out on a very special opportunity. No one around, empty milking room; Tiz might finally get to try out these milking machines she had “heard” all the girls scream about.

She began stripping down, placing her clothes in the corner of the room to avoid any accidental spillage. As Tiz stripped down she really felt the heft of her new massive green tits that seemed to bounce uncontrollably as she walked. God these things are a hassle, but maybe the milking machine can help reduce their size, thought Tiz attaching the cups to her hard nipples that had transformed from small innies to puffy areolas that got harder more often than she liked.

Tiz quickly moved over to the machine flicking on the switch before quickly moving over to a bar to brace herself. For a minute she almost thought nothing would happen until like a wave her milk filled up the pumps, shooting out in squirting torrents that streamed down the tubes and into a container in the back of the room.

With each pump she felt better and better, letting herself get lost in the super-satsfaction the milker supplied. Her cunt juices were slowly dripping down her legs pooling on the floor. Tiz had never felt such bliss and greedily fingered her cunt causing more of her cunts juices to flow, pooling on the floor beneath her.

“Fuck this mmmph, is good no wonder those gobs were screaming ahggg!!” Tiz was having trouble containing herself as she shuddered cuming as another squirt of her breast milk filled the milking cups.

“Oh fuck that was waaaaay too good, annnnhn. This machine is dangerous if I did this too often I might..” Though as Tiz ready herself for another mind-melting orgasm she heard the machine power down, leaving her right on the edge of orgasm.

Tiz was quickly shunted out of her bliss and sent into a rage screaming, “Why the fuck did it stop!” Quickly the half-naked goblin moved over to the milking machine, an action which caused her tits to flail obscenely with the quickened movement.

Yet even in a denied pre-orgasmic state Tiz could tell what was wrong, “Ahh fuckin hells how the fuck did the tank fill up completely, no no no no no, damn it alllll!” Tiz huffed, puffed, and kicked against the wall in a fit of rage, being violent enough to cause the nipple cups to pop off and hit the ground. Tiz was so close to being satisfied but knew the milking machine wouldn’t be a consistent option. She needed a new outlet to reliably cum quickly, and although the obvious answer wasn’t her number one pick; Tiz would have preferred to keep using her mom’s old toys, but those were quickly becoming stale. So Tiz got dressed and left the basement resolved to give a night as a prostitute a try.

So Tiz hurried out of Goblin Farms; making sure to lock up the establishment before walking back to her dingy apartment. Tiz wasted no time getting dressed in some of her mother's old whore clothing. Putting on bright blue lipstick, black eyeliner, and eyeshadow; painting her face to look as whorish (and desperate) as possible. The same was true with her outfit, Tiz wore a short red skirt and top to show off her tight muscled midriff and the massive tits pooling above it. Tiz needed someone to satisfy her cravings and she prayed that a horny group of Goblins with more coin than IQ would be able to satisfy her request. Plus how could any man resist the charms of such a cute little bombshell goblin bitch.

Quickly Tiz sauntered into the Redlight district drawing attention to herself almost immediately; first being the new girl on the blocks earned some spiteful scowls from some of the older hoes. Tiz guessed they didn’t like the extra competition, but luckily it seems Tiz caught the attention of a gang of 8 goblin gangsters. They hooted and hollered at her asking;

“Hey, gob you looking for some love or just cash?”

“What a fat pair of tits on such a small gob.”

“Is your price as big as those knockers love?”

“Nah this gobs looking for love, ain’t that right wench?”

“Hehehe.” The goblins that didn’t try to solicit just laughed at the other comments.

Tiz’s was a tough gal and normally wouldn’t entertain the advances of such lowbrow men, but right now during this night she wanted exactly what they were promising

“Yea I want love and so do you, how about 50 silver, and I’ll give some for the lot of ya?” Ask Tiz, while she pouted her puff lips making kissing faces towards the group of riff-raff.

The group of goblin men looked at each other and nodded as the best dressed of them stepped forward. He was wearing a crude unkempt suit and sported a crooked smile. He responded, “Deal, so do you have a place or…”

“Just take me in the alley or are you not tall enough for it big guy?” Taunted Tiz

“A whore with some spunk alright melon tits lets just head over there.” The well-dressed goblin pointed over to a dark alley and Tiz quickly moved beside him into the ally proper.

The supposed leader of the thugs put his hand around her shoulder and walked Tiz beside a dumpster. Tiz wasn’t sure what smelled worse the trash or the group, but she wasn’t about to give up now. Tiz hiked her miniskirt up to reveal her shaved goblin cunt, before getting down on her knees.

“Alright, gobs which one of ya dirty fuckers is first?”

“It looks like this whore needs a lesson in manners. Gorb teaches this slut a lesson in manners.” Tiz looked at the tallest of the group (though barley 4 ft tall) approached her and pulled down his pants. Tiz almost felt excited, but his package was barely scraping 4 inches. She looked up her expression emotionless to see a rather proud looking goblin, clearly boasting about his girth size.

“Ha well, Gorb why don’t you teach me some.. Gugh!” Gorb grabbed the back of Tiz’s head rudely interrupting her teasing to shove his dirty goblin cock head down her throat.

“Haha choke on that you bitch!” Screamed Gorb almost a signal to the other goblins to get started. They pulled down their pants to reveal…. even less impressive cocks. It looks like Gorb was something impressive to them, but not to Tiz. Tiz was easily slurping down this tiny goblin cock, so easily in fact that when his associates came to get their cocks wet she could stroke two of them off with her free hands.

It was easy, Tiz could easily grip the pair while taking care of Gorb, “Hey slut that feels great go faster!” Belched one of the goblins and Tiz was happy to comply; anything to finish these idiots faster and get to the good part.

Not 10 seconds later the trio came covering Tiz’s hands and spilling a small shot of cum inside her mouth. Tiz quickly spat out Gorb’s load continuing, “Alright gobs now that you’re all warmed up let's get to the main event.”

The group of goblin men quickly got started, even going as far as to stand Tiz up against one of the walls so two of their little green cocks could penetrate her holes. Surprisingly for Tiz, the initial penetration felt quite pleasant giving her a nice full feeling, but it quickly turned to disappointment as each goblin only lasted maybe a minute and barely made her feel good compared to the disgust Tiz felt getting filled with their watery cum loads.

Tiz went as far as to taunt them further trying to get more performance saying,“Come on gobs are you really men” or “You gotta be a bit stronger than that, all filth and no fun eh?” Yet it was no use, after a second-round which was even shorter than the first the group was spent. An alley full of 8 goblin thugs bent over or sitting down huffing and puffing with a disappointed Tiz standing in the center of all of them.

“Ya fucking losers can’t even go a third round, I’ve seen humie boys go 4 rounds plus and you can’t….”

“Huff* huff*, shut up you whore and get out of here can’t you see we are done with you, just take your silvers and pack it up we didn’t pay for the speech.” The well-dressed goblin threw a bag of coins at Tiz’s face and she just lost it kneeing the man in the crotch.

He screamed in pain crawling back out of the alley and his boys did try to bring down Tiz a peg; she was just a whore after all, but clearly more than they could handle. Tiz kneed another 5 of them in the crotch and flipped the other two into the trash bins at the corner. Within 5 minutes of trying and failing to bring her down the thugs gave up, picking up their boss and running away, forgetting to tuck their dicks back in their pants, a scene which caused more than a few patrons and whores alike to laugh at the group as they ran back towards the slums.

Yet the “sex” or the resulting scene after brought Tiz no relief and she could tell it was getting late. The street lamps dimmed and the local clocks chime twice for midnight. A disappointed Tiz didn’t want to risk oversleeping and missing work, so she dragged her feet all the way home and cleaned herself up the best she could. Kicking herself that she degraded herself so much for seemingly nothing, but when Tiz went to check her stache she was met with a grim surprise. All the money she “acquired” from Morgan, as well as 3 weeks of wages, were gone! All that's left was a little note signed ‘thanks for the stuff, Gobby’.

“Uggh fucking Babi, that little twirp has been robbing the block blind, fuck I didn’t think it would ever be me! I wish the guards would find and hang him by his thumbs, agghhh.” Tiz’s fit of anger was quickly quelled by a rising need for sleep, but she still felt a need to cum and lord knows the local boys aren’t going to quell her. She considered if some wild cave creatures might do the trick, but then remembered Morgan was pretty hung…

Tiz paced and considered her options, on one hand, Morgan was strange, creepy, her boss, and a mage, but on the other hand, he was a sex fiend, hung, and was probably less dangerous than mating with an animal. Tiz figured she would have to ask Morgan a few carefully worded questions tomorrow, as to appear not desperate or guilty; note Tiz was most definitely desperate and doubtlessly guilty.

However, there was no reason not to have a little fun before bed. Tiz knew she needed at least a little pumping from a dick that could reach more than 5 inches inside her. Tiz quickly turned around and pulled out the old box she kept her dildo’s in to find it completely empty…

“Ahhggg that little faggot took my dildos, what the sh-gge-geg-agghh!! Is he actually a faggot or something!?!” The theft of her dildo’s broke Tiz who decided to take out her pent up libido fueled rage in her room. Flipping over the bed, table, and even punching the wall. One might think the landlord might have gotten upset and tried to stop her, but odds are he knows better.

When morning came around Tiz found herself waking up on the floor drenched in sweat, naked, and still horny as all hell. Yet Tiz wasn’t about to give up, she swore to herself she would somehow convince Morgan to let her get milked, after all how could Morgan refuse such massive milkers?

After getting dressed Tiz was happy to find out she didn’t have to hem her clothing for the first time in the past few weeks, but she felt unbelievably tired and her soaking cunt was keeping her feeling hazy the entire walk to work.

Upon reaching Goblin Farms Tiz was greeted by Tisa, “Hey Tiz how are ya.. Wow, Tiz you don’t look so good, maybe you should take the day off?” Tisa was right Tiz was in a state of disrepair, her short hair was sticking in multiple directions, she had bags under her eyes and while Tisa didn’t mention it there was a wet spot growing on her crotch.

“Fuck n-ughhh, sorry I mean no thanks but is Morgan around we gotta talk?” Tiz could feel her strength waning and she needed some relief soon.

Tisa looked concerned, but gave Tiz her answer,“Um yes of course he should be in his office Tiz, and please be safe.” Tiz had a bit of trouble focusing on Tisa’s words but managed to get enough info to slowly saunter up to Morgan’s office. She cracked Morgan’s office door open to see the mage counting a pile of coins on his table and putting them into a bag. They had a strange purple coloring to them, but Tiz didn’t care enough about that right now.

“Hey, Morgan do you have time to talk?” Asked Tiz in a much softer voice, deciding that her usual harsh tone was too aggressive for such delicate diplomatic matters.

“Hello Tiz just take a seat and whoa I-um. are you, doing okay or….” Morgan’s voice trailed off as Tiz sat down in the chair in front of his desk.

“Y-yes I’m fine, but I had a request that should benefit us both?” Tiz felt a nervous itch as Morgan’s gaze met her baggy eyes.

“I’m listening?” Morgan cocked one eyebrow while still dropping coins in the bag.

“Well, I have been talking with the other girls recently and became interested in being transferred.”

“Transferred?” Morgan questioned.

“I would like to be transferred to being m-milked instead of doing clerical work; can’t have too many goblins being milked can we heha.” Tiz laughed a little awkwardly, but Morgan’s reaction looked promising.

Morgan stroked his chin for a moment before continuing, “Sorry Tiz that's going to be a hard no.”

“Wait why?!?” Tiz quickly questioned, switching back to her normal sharper tone.

“Well, Tiz most of the Goblins we chat with on this side of town aren’t very ummm, lets say “academically adept”.” Morgan leaned back in his chair and laughed continuing, “Haha I was beginning to lose hope we’d find another competent goblin, but the hunch I had after seeing you was correct, you really have been the best secretary I could hope for.” Tiz wasn’t sure what to say she was confused, did this man really just want a secretary? No, Tiz thought to herself these guys always got an angle he has to be….

“Oh also Tiz before you get to work, did you receive any gold coins recently? I seem to be missing a few and..?” Tiz’s mind cut out as Morgan trailed on putting the coins into a drawer under his desk ducking out of view for a mere moment. Tiz’s thoughts began racing; did Morgan find out I stole his coins, he must know I took them right? That is the only reason, he must be fucking with me right now. That sick fucking wizard, he just wants to watch me break down….

Tiz reached down to feel the wet spot developing on her crotch, it was getting painful resisting, her nipples hardened, her breath quicked and it felt like cuming was the only thing in the world that mattered. Well fuck Tiz thought, if he wants me to break down I guess that's what I will do.

As Morgan moved back up over the table Tiz reasonably hopped onto his desk to tell him exactly what she thinks of that decision, “Listen you fucking asshole you wanna see what you’ve done to me!” Before Morgan could respond Tiz ripped off her shirt and bra, parading her hard leaking tits to Morgan in all their fat lactating jiggling glory.

“See I’m at my wit’s end, yes I took a few extra gold pieces, but I’m literally about to go crazy. If you don’t whip out that fat cock I’ve seen stretch out all those other goblin cunts, I’m actually going to try fucking an actual animal!” Tiz was grabbing Morgan by the collar, a mix of lust and fury in her eyes and all Morgan could do was smirk; one might think this was out of smugness, but this smile was produced from awkwardness.

Morgan is a wizard and they are a protective bunch, so many of them create insane spells to protect their cash. Morgan opted to use a spell that feminizes and intelligence drains their unwitting pilferer. Morgan even thought he forgot to remove this enchantment on account of Tiz increasing in cup sizes as the weeks went on, but after Tiz proved she still had comprehension above the level of a normal goblin bimbo; A.K.A, after repairing the milking machine. Morgan just assumed she was fine and besides it’s not like she mentioned anything. However, Tiz’s current disposition definitely clued Morgan in that the cause of her stacked bodily adjustments were magical. So when he asked about the gold he was happy to know he was at least half right.

“Now Tiz please don’t move so quickly I don’t want to..” Morgen stuttered, having his own crazy thoughts to order while still trying to keep composure, but Tiz gave him all the cause he needed to go wild.

“Listen you crazy bastard, I tried keeping this at bay every way I know-how. The toys only took the edge off and little green gob cocks don’t do it for me.” Tiz started pulling down her pants to reveal the soaking mess which is her goblin cunt, still shaved and ready for work. “Now fuck me like the big human brute I know you are,..... please I don’t wanna go with my last option.”

Morgan was still smirking, finally convinced of Tiz’s need, and gave her an ultimatum, “Well Tiz you have two options.” Morgan lifted up Tiz, her face flush a cute color for the angry goblin, and plopped her on the ground next to his chair….

“You can leave and go mate with whatever animals populate the caves or..” Morgan pulled his robe to the side and slid out his cock from his undergarments. The half-hard shaft was just large enough for it to be right in front of Tiz’s face while Morgan continued, “or you can get to work enjoying your new benefits as my secretary?”

Almost immediately Tiz’s face lost all anger, replaced with a lust-filled woozy-smile. She looked up at Morgan still flush responding, “Fucking tease.” Before pressing her lips against Morgan’s throbbing cock head. His musk penetrating her senses with each inch that slid down her throat. Tiz could feel her mind-melting as she took another few inches of Morgan’s throbbing cock, each inhales filling her lungs and mind with his disgusting cock stink. And it only made Tiz want more.

Morgan on the other hand was barely hanging on, Morgan was surprised to feel such a tight goblin throat lovingly glazing his cock with spit, but he should’ve known Tiz was a cut above the rest and Tiz was continuing to prove it. She spared no energy, pulling her head back only to slam half of Morgan’s cock back down her tight throat. This was enough to edge Morgan, but when she looked up at him with wide puppy dog eye’s Morgan lost his composure.

“Fine you little green cunt, you want me to give you relief; I’ll give you relief, now you better take a deep breath!” Tiz’s eyes widened as Morgan grabbed her head with two hands and rammed his cock down to the base. Tiz almost passed out, from the initial shock of being throat fucked for the first time, but she hung on still slurping as hard as she could.

“Mmhmmmrmmg mrmhhmmm mhmmm!” (Translation: keep going please!) Morgan was more than happy to oblige Tiz’s request (even though he couldn’t understand a word), pumping her mouth mercilessly with no regard for the brain cells he was destroying with each heavy thrust, but that was just how Tiz liked it.

Tiz’s oral abuse set her cunt on fire bringing her to orgasm faster than she ever did with any toy or goblin male. Tiz could feel her grip on reality slip as her cunt soaked the wooden floor beneath her, soon her arms and legs followed along with her mind becoming limp and weak, but Tiz loved it. She never wanted her oral abuse to stop, the way Morgan grabbed her black hair and head, just fucking her like a common gutter whore was exactly what she needed.

Eventually, the pleasure became too much for Morgan and he began to cum, shooting out an extra thick load of spunk down Tiz’s throat. Even nearly brain broken Tiz was still willing to try drinking his load, but the mage's thick load combined with her own mind-shattering orgasm proved too much. Causing Tiz to fall back into a pool of her own juices as Morgan’s cock spurted the last of his load onto her sweaty abs and tits.

It took the pair more than a second to recover, with Tiz desperately drinking whatever cum was left inside her mouth. It tasted salty but made her feel satisfied as she swallowed every glob of spunk that still caked the inside of her mouth. Even going as far as to grab her tits taking long licks; cleaning up as much as she could with her mouth to Morgan’s delectation.

“Damn Tiz you really did need some relief.” Morgan had a more natural smile on his face as he looked down at Tiz who was still huffing and puffing, cleaning as much of her body as she could.

“H-huff h-huff, you're one to talk, you must have cum a weeks worth all over my poor body. I’ll be smelling like cum for a week, all the goblins in town will think I am the nastiest gutter slut around.” Tiz gave Morgan a smug grin giggling to herself.

“Ah well I will admit you are a hell of a lot better than most of the girls I have been with.”

Tiz’s laughter roared, “Haha I think you mean cows not girls? I’ve seen what you’ve been doing to the girls down stairs Morgan and it’s fucking brutal.”

Morgan chuckled, “Well what are you going to do about it gutter slut?”

The pair chuckled before Tiz continued, “Well I’m going to ask you to be an equal opportunity employer and remember to fuck your secretary as much as the livestock.” Tiz laid on her back, spread her legs, and tucked her ankles behind her head giving Morgan a completely unblocked view of her soaking shaved goblin pussy. “Now take that fat fucking humie dick and fuck me Morg-agghhhh!!”

Tiz got exactly what she wanted and more, Morgan didn’t even let her finish another word before he slammed down into Tiz’s cunt with a force that would have wrecked the woodwork if Tiz’s cunt wasn’t there to absorb the force. Morgan’s semi muscular body covering Tiz’s entire frame as he loomed over her. His cock wasting no time stretching Tiz’s cunt out, she was scraped farther and deeper than any of the toys she had tried, creating a bulge in her abs as Morgan’s cock pounded her insides into jelly.

Tiz’s felt like she was about to melt and mewled, “Ahhnnn, you bastard just shoving it in, m-ehppph.” Tiz steadied herself it was intense being pounded by Morgan’s full weight, but she managed to stay steady, “G-give a girl, nggghh some warning your cock can probably kill.”

“Well after you teased me so well by showing off that dripping cunt how could I resist for a second longer?”

Morgan increased the pace of his slow deep thrusting, piercing deep into Tiz’s now stretched cunt. A lesser goblin would have passed out, but Tiz just squealed, “F-Fuck no aghhh, If I couldn’t resist taking this fat humie dick-k, mmmph!” Tiz was panting harder as Morgan smashed his cock into her depths, hitting places Tiz never knew she had, “Agghh t-then how could I expect you to resist ruining my tight gob cunt!”

Morgan pushed further by Tiz’s mewls of pleasure pushed as hard as he could into the goblin’s stomach even inserting his cock tip into her womb. Causing Tiz’s stomach to bulge obscenely as Morgan rutted his cock inside her.

“You fucking tease do you know how hard it was not strapping you down to a milking machine? With your body becoming so fucking thick, I thought you were trying to tempt me with your overstuffed tight outfits!”

Tiz’s tongue fell out of her mouth as she smiled, “Y-yea I was tempting you..I-c-could hardly stands the smell of your musky cock. I could hear it slapping allLLLL FUCKING DAYYYYY!” Tiz’s teasing was cut off by a sudden orgasm her cunt squirted over Morgan’s robes glazing his cock in her goblin juices.

“You dumb secretary you ruined my robes!” Morgan cried as his robes got soaked.

Tiz giggled, amused by Morgan’s odd concerns, and softly teased, “Well s-sir you should know us goblins aren’t very smart…. ya-you might need to teach me a lesson, agggh.” Morgan quickly decided this gob bitch was getting her ass spanked. He lifted Tiz up basically keeping the girl completely impaled on his cock. Shifting the girl off the ground so she was sitting right on top of him.

“H-huff, huff Morgan what are ya-eehhhhhhaaaa!” Morgan's open palm came down on Tiz’s backside with immense force; enough that her entire body trembled from the impact, her ample ass flesh jiggling. “Tiz it almost sounds like you like getting spanks, are you a gutter slut and a pain slut?”

“Ahhhggnn I didn-aagghhh, fucking sto-ghhhh, Ahhggn” Tiz’s feeble protests were drowned out by the constant ass slapping she was receiving. Each hit forcing her diminutive frame down another inch on Morgan’s cock until her body was completely impaled on his cock which showed Tiz’s honest side, “Aghh yesh s-shir, ahhhnnnn more, m-more plesh!!!” Her small body grinding as best she could to edge Morgan into giving her exactly what she wanted. Tiz’s mind was fried unable to produce any coherent thought under such brutal sex, but it was pounded into her that she was Morgan’s goblin abuse-toy now and forever.

“Ahhnn please just w-w-reck me b-bosss, fuck my b-baby makeerr UP!” Morgan would keep doing just that, bouncing her ass up and down on his cock until he grabbed hold of both her cheeks and pulled her in close. His cock nestled tightly in her womb Morgan poured out a flood of thick cum into the goblin girl’s insides. Tiz so ruined by cock pounding could only mutter out a soft, “Thanks boss!” Tiz collapsed into Morgan’s arms and right before passing out whispered, “Mmm, I should’ve stolen this dick instead of the gold.”

----4 Days Later----

Tisa had just entered Morgan’s office with a basket filled with bundles of strange items, “How was your shopping trip Tisa did you find everything on the list?”

Tisa saluted and straightened her back, “Yes sir, I found every last oddity you said you needed for the location spell.” Tisa walked over to Morgan’s desk and placed the basket on top.

“Thank you Tisa, you have been such a great help to me.”

Tisa blushed, “Oh shucks you do most of the real work sir, but its not just me now. Tiz has been doing a great job?”

Morgan's eyes went wide, “Oh why would you say that?”

Tisa rubbed her chin with one finger thinking for a moment before responding, “Well for starters she has been helping with repairs, managing the front desk when I can’t and she has been rather chipper these past few days.” Tisa shrugged before continuing, “But I’m not sure why?”

“Well, I will mmmph, relay that you think so highly of her to Tiz.”

Tisa looked over to Morgan concerned, “Morgan are you okay you sound a bit off today?”

Morgan gave her a half-smile, “Mmm d-don’t worry Tisa I’m fine, but p-please check on the cows for me.”

Tisa’s look of concern was replaced with her cheerfully smile, “Okie-doky sir, I’ll make you proud sir!” Then Tisa quickly scampered out of the door.

The second the door closed Morgan leaned back and took a deep sigh, “You know you could go a bit easy on me when I am talking to Tisa.”

Morgan looked under his desk to see a sharply dressed Tiz. She wore a tight white shirt and an even tighter black mini skirt, that could easily make anyone who looked think she was a whore. Her mouth was tightly wrapped around half of Morgan’s hard cock and she popped her mouth off to answer.

“Now is that any way to talk to your loving secretary that has been working hard to make sure her boss's balls are nice and empty so he can work without having to worry about blue balls?” Tiz kept stroking Morgan’s thick dick, her fingers unable to fit around his girth. “Mhmm besides who cares if Tisa finds out, wouldn’t two mouths be better than one?” Tiz looked up smiling with globs of stray cum and pubes caking her face.

“Your mouth is more than enough for now and besides I can’t have everyone under my desk, nothing will get done.” Morgan sighed and leaned in his chair slightly.

“Ah I suppose that's true boss and speaking of the day's orders, will we be catching our mutual thief soon?” Tiz resumed licking and stoking Morgan’s cock, leaving red lipstick marks wherever she licked.

“We should have where he lives by the end of the day and I remind you he was just your thief until you stole my gold.” Morgan scowled for a second before his expression softened, “Also are you sure you don’t want me to return your proportions to normal, it wouldn’t be a..” Morgan was cut off by Tiz moving her lips off his cock to giggle, “You’re too nice Morgan, It’s my just punishment to be given this hypersexual body.” Tiz lovingly kissed the tip of Morgan’s cock leaving an imprint of her red lipstick.

“Plus it’s not like I can go back to little goblin boys again, not after your behemoth dick has destroyed my holes. So I might as well keep these new assets my boss loves so much.” Tiz pulled open her blouse and pressed Morgan’s cock in between her tits.

“Mhmm you really plump up well from the coins, good thing you didn’t spend any or you’d be as dumb as a common gutter slut.” Morgan petted his secretary's head as she kept kissing his cock.

“Hehe, wouldn’t want that, odds are I would be too stupid to use these babies.” Tiz kept pressing Morgan’s cock in between her tits while lovingly licking his pulsating cock tip. “Now you just relax boss and let your secretary relax you before you cast that spell, mmhhhmmmm.” Tiz kept lovingly slurping and squishing every inch of Morgan’s cock meat in between her massive new pair of E-cup tits. Never did she think she would end up below Morgan’s desk sucking on his cock, but Tiz couldn’t be happier.

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Chapter 5

Morgan was more than a little stunned by the recent events. His location spell worked perfectly, and Morgan, together with Tiz and Tisa ventured to Babi’s home in the merchant district. The trio was prepared to invade the rogue's home and came up with a plan to prevent escape. Morgan’s employees would cover the easy exits, while Morgan prepped a myriad of spells to stun or capture the thief. The trio was ready for anything, well almost anything.

When Morgan finally got to the house, and a damn nice home at that, he found no armed traps at the entrances, no defensive runes or spells, and no hired security thugs. Morgan was getting nervous, the stress of there being no resistance to his intrusion was far too suspicious. He was moving into Babi’s residence at a snail pace; until he heard a noise. The oddly familiar sound of mumbled groining, followed by something falling over. So Morgan did what any cautious reasonable wizard would do, he rushed up the stairs and blasted the door open, turning the door to splinters and emerging in the doorway clad in his finest purple robes, enchanted to be as strong as steel. Morgan expected Babi to flee the room in fear but instead met with a much more pathetic sight.

Morgan looked down to see about three and a half feet of toned moss-green goblin muscle. Babi had dirty blond hair that pooled at his lower back. Obscuring his upper shoulders, but giving Morgan a clear look at Babi’s lean muscles. His slender limbs were defined by years of climbing and running, but his rather slender hairless green body was overshadowed by his gaping asshole.

Babi was face down ass up, legs spread, and to top it all off was his gaping twitching asshole completely on display; with a clear view of his convulsing insides, that twitched as he breathed. His anal interior was generously coated in the same lube that covered his dildo. It seems like Babi had lost his balance after a rather intense orgasm. His muscled legs twitched as Morgan knelt beside his body, examining his twitching form. Morgan sighed, closed his eyes and after a short incantation, realized Babi was still in the early stages of the curse. Morgan could already see his body being affected, softened hips, increased sensitivity and the strange side effect of feminization.

Morgan picked up Babi’s head by his hair, examining his face for signature traces and he found all three; a softer jawline, petite nose and full puckered lips. Morgan’s eyes narrowed to Babi’s face, his lack of masculine features combined with the long reddish scar bisecting his right eye, to the top of his temple ending at his upper cheek. Even Babi’s hair felt familiar but longer. Morgan couldn’t remember where he saw this little thief but was sure he saw this goblin recently…

Morgan grit his teeth, sputtering, “Wait a minute, I know where you’re from.” Morgan’s memories came flooding back as he saw Babi’s satisfied sleeping face. He’d seen that cheeky little green grin before.

This was the goblin that tried robbing me when I got off the tram! I owe this brat a good bit of lightning to the rear, but I think he needs a more delicate touch at the moment. Thought Morgan as he continued examining the body; however, before Morgan could continue he heard Tiz cry out, “I hear you trying to get away you little shit!” The pounding of her heavy footfalls up the stairs as she rounded the corner, “I’m going to beat you senseless for stealing my dil…. Morgan, did you already finish without me?” Tiz dropped her black wood club to her side and laid her hands on her hips before pouting, “I was hoping for the chance to give him a walloping before we fucked him senseless….”

Morgan blushed and quickly retorted, “No, No he was like this when I found him… wait did you say “fuck him”? Why on earth would we do that?”

“Well, I assumed you were too soft to whack him and toss the body into the river. So a good beating a raping would teach him a proper lesson. Plus it adds a bit of fun to the whole cursed gold thing you were on about earlier, right?” Tiz smiled a toothy grin and looked at Morgan who just pinched the root of his nose as he shook his head

Fucking goblins sometimes I wonder what my employees would do in my absence. Thought Morgan before he looked over to Tiz, “Alright here is what we are going to do. We’re putting Babi in a sack and taking him back with us. It’ll give me some time to unweave his curse.”

Tiz shrugged, “Why bother? It’s not like he would look better all slutted up like yours truly.” Tiz pointed her thumb back at herself as she smirked.

Morgan scratched the back of his head, “Weeeell, this curse is my homebrew and it only affected one creature prior and that was you Tiz.” Morgan scratched his chin, “If I’m being honest I’m not sure I can remove it, plus the curse might be able to spread, and we definitely do not want that.” Morgan looked down, eyes wide, pupils dilating as he muttered, “It will be like the cursed-calamity of three trees forest all over again. So many lives twisted by...” Morgan’s voice trailed off as he collected himself.

Tiz’s cocked an eyebrow in confusion and slumped her sack on the ground, sighing, “Hey you’re the boss.” Before shoving Babi into the rather sizable bag. The little thief didn’t even stir as Tiz manhandled him.

Shortly after Tiz bagged Babi, Tisa made her way up the stairs. Picking up her long frilled blue dress with both hands to avoid tripping. “Morgan are you alright? I didn’t hear any fighting and I expected more noise considering Tiz came up after you.”

Tiz slung the sack over her back, shooting Tisa a stern glare, “Hey what is that supposed to mean?”

Tisa averted her gaze and formed an awkward smile, sputtering, “I don’t… Its just, I wasn’t expecting the goblin with a club to be quiet…..” She pressed her fingertips together, looking back up to Tiz, eyes wide as she continued, “You did look like you wanted to crack some heads, hahaha-he.”

Tiz Narrowed her eyes, “Alright fair enough, now do you wanna see if we can take some of the furniture with us? Some of Babi’s trashy shit might sell for a pretty penny.”

Looking around Morgan saw only common wooden furniture items, “Um Tiz what do you mean,” Morgan made quotations with his fingers, “Expensive furniture. There is only regular wooden stuff here, besides the dildo’s.”

Tiz already dropped down Babi’s body walking up to the various items, “Well yea, but at the very least we can sell most, if not all of it, for profit. He stole from us meaning he should pick up the tab.”

Tiz immediately started shoving almost anything and everything that glittered into the bag with an unconscious Babi, paying the merciless thief no regard as spare coins, cutlery, pictures, blankets and clothing, were tossed out from his dressers, drawers and closet, into Tiz’s sack.

Morgan just sighed, knowing it would be hard to stop his secretary from stripping the place down; she was always so hard to calm down. Though something was more troubling to Morgan than mere petty thievery. Over half of the coins Babi stole were missing. Morgan checked under Babi’s bed, broke open Babi’s safe and even checked for loose wall panels, but nothing was hidden. Morgan could only assume Babi had spent a good portion of the coins and if he didn’t find

“Tisa,” Morgan turned around his cap fluttering, “Do you know your way around these streets.” Tisa blushed waving her hand playfully, “Like the back of my hand sir. Just tell me what you need.”

“Excellent, please find out where Babi spent the missing coins, try some of the local shops.” Morgan sighed “And be discrete about why you need them back.”

Tisa’s voice trembled, “Muh-Morgan I don’t like the way you said that.”

“Don’t worry the curse on the coinage shouldn’t be too bad; plus it’s only been less than a week since Babi stole them. Odds are no one has been with the coins long enough to contract a curse.” Morgan waved his hand and a wand appeared; a simple redwood hilt tipped by a purple gem, “Take this wand it will help you find the cursed coins”

“Will this dispel the curse?” Questioned Tisa taking the wand.

“No,” Answered Morgan plainly, “But it will glow when you are near the gold or those who have been cursed by the gold.” Morgan held the wand by Tiz’s sack to demonstrate, the little gem glowed bright white for a moment but faded after Morgan moved it away from Babi.

“Not everyone will respond to the curse like Tiz, so keep your wits about you.” Morgan pointed at Tiz, who just finished looting Babi’s entire home. She had a big grin across her toothy maw as Moran continued, “Believe it or not, Tiz’s strong will saved her from the more lustful side effects, but others you might encounter may not be so lucky. So try and bring them back to me if you can.”

Tisa saluted Morgan, “You can count on me, sir!” Her cheeks were puffed up in an attempt to show seriousness but fell short and only looked adorable.

Morgan sighed wondering if he made a mistake, but Tisa was responsible, surely nothing would go wrong. “But if you can’t find anything come back to me and we’ll think up a new plan, alright?” Added Morgan, unable to put a damper on Tisa’s spirits.

Tisa’s freckled light green face lit up as she cheered, “Yes sir and no need to worry I’ll find out where Babi has been.” And without a second delay, Tisa lifted her skirt and ran down the stairs and entering the soon-to-be bustling streets. Morgan would have to hurry with Tiz back to the farm if they didn’t want any unwanted attention.

“Come on Tiz let’s get out of here.” Morgan looked back as Tiz threw a sack twice her size over her back with ease.

“Hehe, I’ll be able to buy a new office setup after we’ve pawned off all Babi’s crap.” Tiz was giddy with excitement as she walked forward, whistling a high off-pitch tune. Morgan shook his head exhaling, “He was a thief, so I guess this will serve as some sort of punishment for his actions.”

“Of course sir, rational like that is what makes you the boss.” Responded Tiz, as she popped her sack through the small doorway of Babi’s home. “There might even be enough cash left over to buy you something nice, too.”

Morgan shook his head as the pair walked down the street. It was around the early morning, but Morgan couldn’t tell, keeping time down here was impossible for him. Even with the small shifts in artificial light, Morgan always felt he should’ve slept for another hour or been awake for far longer, but contrasting his feelings, most of the goblins seemed to have a strong grip on time.

The residents were starting to open their windows, lights popping up all along the streets and before Morgan could blink, the streets were bustling again. Various goblin’s moving up and down the stone streets paying Morgan and his assistant little mind.

“Tiz,” Morgan looked down to his side to Tiz who was humming along without a care in the world. “Yea, boss?”

“I’m surprised we’re not getting at least one or two odd looks, considering....” Morgan shrugged expecting Tiz to pick up, but she just looked confused. “Haaa, well,” Morgan scratched his chin stubble, “We look rather suspicious, carrying around a sack of loot, but no one seems to care, not even the guards.”

Tiz looked at Morgan blankly for a second before she started snickering, “Ha, well not really.”

“Why?”

Tiz cocked an eye, “Because almost every gob on the block is doing something suspicious.” Tiz nodded to a nearby alleyway where a group was playing dice, “Public gambling,” Tiz pointed over to a shop, where a portly, balding goblin male appeared to be in a heated argument with a pair of annoying leather-clad goblins, “protection rackets,” Tiz pointed her thumb at the sack, “And thieving, are all basically ignored to keep the peace around here. Well unless you really piss off the guards.”

Morgan’s eyes widened, he’d been here a few months and felt a bit sill he hadn’t noticed all the various crimes. Hells, he was surprised he wasn’t at minimum fined for firing a lightning bolt at that thief, but… “This is total chaos... Uhggg.” Morgan stopped palming his face and sighing.

“Don’t look so glower boss.” Tiz elbowed Morgan’s lower leg, “It’s not so bad, the triad keeps most of the crazy ones in line, and keeps crime at the manageable levels we enjoy today.”

Morgan’s eye peeked out from between his fingers, “The triad,” Morgan cleared his throat, “Ahem, a-are they organized crime or... ?”

“Yea, but Morgan. If you don’t know about the triads how did you buy my debt?”

“What do you mean?”

“My family was in deep with the triad for the past thirty years and…”

Morgan’s eyes widened as his heart raced. He was a Nixian Mage, not some blackguard, however, there was no reason Tiz would lie. Morgan retreated back into his facepalm.

“Wait you didn’t know?” Exclaimed Tiz, wide-eyed as Morgan shook his head. “Woooow, how did you accidentally make friends Gob-boss, normally I’d be pretty obvious who they are.”

“Uhhhggg,” Morgan put down his hands and kept walking as he talked, “She approached me asking to see the farms and offered to invest. We talked business and she let me look at some of the debts she wanted to get rid of; I assumed she was a banker.”

Tiz patted Morgan on the ass, “Don’t worry boss it might have just been a bookie or something, but I guess that explains why we haven’t been shaken down for protection money.”

“She also shows up on the weekends to “try out” the milking process. Claims it destresses her.” Morgan exhaled, clearly tired of the day after the previous affair.

Tiz shrugged, “Huh, I guess even the cold-blooded criminals can’t resist our little farm.” Tiz giggled, “Hehe, I always assumed the local thugs were too scared of you.”

Morgan looked down at Tiz, “Why is that?”

“You’ve got a rep for zapping gobs.”

Morgan’s shame immediately was immediately replaced with curiosity as he asked, “What?”

“Yea, when I was working the tole booth I heard a crazy story about some mage that nearly killed old Babi Blood eye with a bolt of lightning.” Tiz elbowed the back sack for emphasis, “Only later did I find out it was my boss, hahaha.” Tiz snorted, rubbing her elbow against Morgan’s knee, “Isn’t that funny Morgan, huh Morgan?”

Morgan looked off realizing that most of the goblins around him were giving him a wide berth. Even the thugs didn’t keep eye contact with him for more than a second. This might have been a blessing in disguise, but he had a business to run. What would happen to the farm's profits?

“Yes, h-a-h-a, very funny, uhhhgg.” Morgan narrowed his brow, only mildly comforted by the fact they’d arrived at the farm with a hefty line-up. “Thirty gobs, better than yesterday’s numbers.” Mumbled Morgan as he went for the door only to be stopped as he felt a tug on his robes.

“Excuse me, Mr. Wizard?” Morgan looked down to see a goblin child no larger than two feet tall with short shaggy black hair that covered his face. Morgan looked down, cocking an eyebrow while asking, “Yes?”

“Sorry, sir,” A goblin woman quickly pulled the child away from Morgan. “That was very rude, Rogo.” She was around three and a half feet, sporting long but shaggy hair that blocked most of her face and looked quite dishevelled.

“No offence taken ma’am, but why are you here?”

“Morgan this lady is the new seamstress.” Answered Tiz as she extended her hand out, “Kiza, why don’t you and your boy wait in the lobby while we open up the shop.”

Kiza nodded and quickly shuffled into the lobby before Morgan looked to the line and said, “Give us fifteen minutes.” Before slamming the door behind him.

“Kiza please wait in my office with your son.” Morgan gestured to the stairs, “First door on your left and Tiz and I will be there after I finish with Tiz.”

Kiza nodded and walked with her son up the stairs while Morgan and Tiz continued to the spare room in the back. A small storage room Morgan turned into a bedroom for cases such as this. “Drop him on the bed.”

“You sure you don’t want me to dump him on the ground?” Tiz pulled Babi’s limp body out of the sack as Morgan shook his head, “Leave him on the bed.”

Tiz rolled her eyes, groaning, “You’re too nice boss. Sometimes you gotta break a few heads.” Before she threw Babi’s limp body onto the bed.

“Thank you Tiz and start opening up shop, I should be too much longer.” Tiz nodded and brushed a bit of dust off her clothes before exiting the room.

Morgan looked down at the diminutive goblin “man”, drooling as he giggled in his sleep. Morgan sighed, “Fucking goblins,” as he made a short arcane gesture.

“Wake, Babi…” At Morgan’s command, the little goblin shot up, eyes wide open breathing heavily as his eyes darted around the room.

“I know you, must have some questions…”

“Who the fuck, what the fuck!” Babi’s eyes darted around the room. The rather homely interior was off-putting for Babi, the bed was too soft, the nightstand was too nice and there was a bookshelf. Babi wondered who would want to read? A question immediately answered when his gaze met Morgan’s. They were steely cold and the second Babi saw them he knew…

“Reeeeeee!” Babi screamed, scampering back behind the bed frame before he pointed at Morgan, “Yu-you’re that mad wizard! Come to finish me off, but I won’t go quietly!”

Babi looked at the nightstand and grabbed a nearby vase, “No don’t…” But Morgan’s plea came too late, Babi had already broken the vase, and was using a shard to jab in Morgan’s general direction, “Get near me and I’ll make this day your…”

“You stupid little idiot, can’t you tell you’re cursed!” Morgan smashed the base of his staff against the ground, sending out a gust of wind. That blew Babi off his feet and onto the floor. The little goblin looked up jaw agape as the wind quickly calmed at Morgan’s sigh, “And that was my sister’s vase. She may be a little pissed when she finds out it’s broken.”

Babi slowly lowered his shard and narrowed his eyes, “Well if you don’t wanna kill me then why…”

“Because you stole some cursed gold off my assistant and now you’ve been cursed as well.” Morgan produced the bag from his back pocket, “This contained a very volatile curse, odds are you won’t last much longer without proper care.”

Babi cocked one of his eyebrows, “Yeah right, a “curse”, and what happens if I tell you to shove it?”

Morgan shook his head, “Well you only spent half the coins, meaning the effects will be slower, but passing out from… erm lust is a side effect.”

Babi looked away face Red as he realized the state Morgan must have found him in. Morgan cleared his throat, “Ahem, First you’ve probably noticed your hair grow faster?”

Babi ran his hand through his hair before he pouted nodding along. “And soon you’ll see a drastic loss of intelligence, com…”

“Fuck dat!” Babi interjected, his voice sharp as he howled, “I’m not becoming some drooling idiot, do what you gotta do and I’ll behave, for the most part.”

“Alright, but before we start your treatment, do you remember where you spent the coins?” Babi looked away down at the floor while he sputtered, “Uuuuuh, yea… But first, I’ll give you a deal, remove the curse, and I’ll show you where I spent the cash.”

Morgan’s brow narrowed as he tightened his grip on his staff, “And you know what will happen if you’re lying.” Morgan was about to point his staff at Babi, the staff's head crackling with lightning as Babi shouted, “Hey, heeeeeey! If you kill me who knows what that volatile magic will du-u-do ru-right!” The goblin held his hands out as a nervous smile crept across his face. Morgan thought he might deal with Babi here and now but he realized roasting him would be more trouble than it was worth. He instead, lowered his staff, sighing, “You’re right I’d be grieved if someone was harmed because of your stupidity.”

Morgan turned to walk out of the room as Babi giggled, “I look forward to being your guest for the foreseeable future Mr. mage, hehehe.” His sharp giggles whistling through his teeth as Morgan left the room.

Morgan rubbed his temple muttering, “Gods I hope this will be quick.” As he locked the door, hoping Babi was stupid enough to be stopped by a simple lock. Morgan hated dealing with thieves, but who knows, Tiz and Tisa were impressive; maybe Babi, would surprise him? It would be nice to know a good thief according to Tiz. Thought Morgan as he returned to his office, to start work on a way to remove Babi’s developing curse.

-Three Days Later-

“I fucking hate that little green bastard!” Grunted Morgan.

“Boss I know ya…”

“He keeps harassing the girls, asking for food; I’ve fed that little fuck 5 times today and to top it all off he keeps stealing things!” Morgan’s teeth clenched, “Five buckets, eighteen pencils, two vases and one of the fucking pumps. Do you know why he needed a pump, Tiz?”

“Morgan I…”

Morgan facepalmed, “He scapers everywhere, picks almost every lock we’ve got, and when I caught him he said the pump was for an “experiment”; who acts like this?”

“Whoooa, boss I…”

“But I wouldn’t even be so bad if Tisa was around.” Morgan scratched his chin, “I wonder where she we….”

“Morgan!” Screeched Tiz.

Morgan's train of thought was derailed as he looked down at Tiz. Who was completely naked, impaled on his cock, and was about to fall off the chair. “Oh sorry, I'm feeling stressed.”

Morgan reached down grabbing Tiz’s thighs before picking her up. Pressing her back against his chest as half his length slowly slid out of her insides. Tiz’s double- Ds’ jiggled as Morgan straddled her over his cock, “Nhhhhgg, I-I get ya, boss.” Mewled Tiz before kissing Morgan on the cheek leaving a smudged black lipstick mark before she sighed, “That little twat has decided to spit at me twice and heckles me whenever he breaks out; plus he keeps fucking with the livestock. When did you say he’d be gone?”

“Uhhhhggg, at least three more days?” At Morgan’s words, Tiz groaned (possibly from stimulation, but more likely from the news) as Morgan said, “He’s slowly taking to the potion-based removal process, but his body is resisting the effects. He might have an extraordinary constitution; even for a goblin.”

Morgan exhaled, smiling, “But he’s definitely not as tough as you.” Morgan sunk another few inches, down into Tiz’s cunt as she moaned, “Nyyghhee!”

“We’ve finally got a precious few moments to de-stress between Babi’s bullshit and I don’t want to waste it complaining about that bitch, do you!”

Tiz’s jaw hung open, her tongue falling out of her painted black lips as she mewled, “Noooo siiir!”

Morgan bucked his hips, shoving his cock even deeper inside. It made a visible bulge in her little green belly, a clear outline detailing exactly where Morgan’s had buried it. “Good, because I’ve got a lot of frustration to shoot out,” Morgan grunted as his cock head poked against Tiz’s womb entrance, a familiar feeling that always made her mind go blank.

Morgan’s hand’s sunk into Tiz’s pillowy thighs as he ruthlessly ground against her baby box. His throbbing cock head poking inside her womb before slowly scraping out her insides. Tiz’s clit throbbed with each slow, heavy, grind against her insides, her clit was twitching, tits jiggling as she felt Morgan press against her sweet spots. “Ahhhhh, Mu-Morgan, mmph-don’t go easy on me, I know you can stuff me-mmmm, harder!”

At Tiz’s teasing Morgan picked up the pace, his slow thrusts becoming fast smashes against Tiz’s insides. Tiz screamed, “Dats bettteerr!” Before she felt Morgan’s cock pop inside her womb, pressing against the deepest part of her cunt before Morgan mercilessly pulled his cock out. Leaving Tiz a gaping mess, cunt shuddering and stretched in the wake of Morgan pumps.

“You’ve gotten so loose these past weeks Tiz.” Morgan’s hands sunk into her tender upper thighs as his grip tightened, “You’ll need to tighten up if you want me to nnnmph, cum!”

Tiz moaned, “Yeesshh, boossh!” Her little body shaking in Morgan’s grasp as he had his way with every inch of her insides. Tiz was being used as a cheap goblin sex toy, cunt stretched out to its limits, with no regard for her mental state, but she loved it. The fuzzy feeling of being reduced to a sobbing pile of limp goblin fuckmeat made Tiz cum a thousand times harder than with any toy. The deliciously addicting feeling of being used as a sex toy for hours was only rivalled by one sensation.

“Tiz I’m gonna, cum-mmph!” Spat Morgan as he tried to hold back, but Tiz grabbed hold of Moran’s collar bone, steading her trembling body as she looked back at him with frenzied eyes, demanding, “Do it!”

Morgan unleashed his load, flooding Tiz in an instant. His backed-up balls, pumping days’ worth of thick ball juice into Tiz’s tiny goblin cunt. Tiz was glad she had a prostitute's genetics, if not her body wouldn’t be able to handle Morgan’s volume this easily or this pleasurably. Tiz managed to accept every single drop of Moran’s seed, and Tiz thanked Agath that goblins and humans had low fertility rates, or she’d be pregnant four times over and cuming outside wasn’t an option. Morgan’s disgusting white ball juice brought Tiz to orgasm at least twice per shot, risk or raising a litter of his kids was with this feeling.

Tiz groaned, “Ahhhhggg,” As Morgan started moving back toward his seat. He rubbed her belly, exhaling, “Thanks Tiz,” As he sat back in his chair, relaxing along with Tiz. She embraced Morgan’s hand and joined in rubbing her belly, muttering softly “Haaayn, mu-my pleasure boss, but…”

Tiz released Morgan’s hand and grabbed hold of the armrests. She found her footing and groaned, “Hyyyyhhgg!” As she squatted up off of Morgan’s cock, coating his half-hard meat with cum and cunt juice, that quickly leaked from her cream-filled hole.

“Wanna go another round boss?” Questioned Tiz as she quickly crawled onto Morgan’s desk, pushing parchments to the side as she went onto her hands and knees. “Your balls are still full of nasty spunk and I’ve still got lots of room in me.” Teased Tiz, giving Morgan a pouty smile as she shook her fat green cheeks. The sweet sound of Tiz’s flesh clapping beguiled Morgan, his cock hardened, blood pumping as a smile crept across his face. “You little green slut.” Morgan leaped onto his feet and slapped Tiz’s ass, “You’re not going to be satisfied until every inch of your insides is filled, right?”

Tiz nodding as she reached back with one hand and spread her cheeks. Presenting her leaking cunt and quivering asshole for Morgan’s pleasure. Morgan gently prodded her anal interior with one finger, before he muttered, “Sooo loose,” Deciding to stick three fingers inside Tiz’s stretch goblin fuckhole teasing, “You’ve gotten so loose since I first used you Tiz, but I guess it’s only evolution at work.” Morgan stuck in a fourth finger as Tiz groaned, “Mmmm-y-yes boss! My holes are moulding to fit you massive pale cock!”

Morgan slowly pulled his fingers out, Tiz’s tight anal walls clung to them and stretched out for a second before leaving her gaping pink asshole. Morgan got a clear view of her trembling insides and immediately pressed his tip against her hole. “I’d love to test that theory out Tiz, but I don’t think you want my cock that much; you’ve barely even begged. If you’re not in need of an anal pounding I could always extend the same offer to the cows downstairs.”

“No!” Tiz shouted, “I need you fat humie dick in me!” Tiz’s words were filled with desperation; fueled by the soft sensual prodding of her tight asshole. Morgan’s tip was painfully close to penetration as Tiz begged, “I-I’m totally addicted to your dick, master. I need far more than those brain-dead cows down staiiiiirrss!” Tiz’s eyes went wide as she felt Morgan clasp her hips as he shoved his cock deep inside her asshole

“Good girl, you remembered how to beg properly!” Morgan’s voice had a hint of sadism as he started rhythmically pounding Tiz’s bowls. She could feel her insides vainly struggle against Morgan’s thrusts, only to be forced to their elastic limits seconds later as Morgan easily planted his cock tip into Tiz’s lower intestines. Tiz could only shiver as she felt her body submit after waves of pleasure washed over her.

It was becoming impossible for Tiz to keep composure, her soft moans becoming frenzied groans as she giggled “Hehe ta-nks shiirrr!” Her asshole making sloppy squishing sounds with each plunge Morgan made. His fat nuts slapping against her with each thrust. Tiz could feel Morgan’s grip tighten as his thrusts became harder, her body was weakening, loosening and relaxing, causing Morgan’s cock cream to spill over his desk with each pump.

All of Morgan’s thoughts were devoted to turning his assistants asshole into a sloppy gaping mess. He grabbed hold of Tiz’s hair pulling her head back and stripping what little was left of her composure away. Tiz squealed, “Nyyhhhggg!” Her jaw-dropping and eyes rolling up into her head as she came along with Morgan’s pumping. Each thrust he made and tug she received sent shivers up her spine; until, Morgan spontaneously erupted. He let go of her head causing Tiz to slump onto the desk as Morgan pressed his hips against Tiz’s soft green cheeks. He was focused on making sure every last rope of his backed-up ball slop was deposited in Tiz’s asshole (or at least most of it).

“Haaahn, you’ve gotten a lot better at draining me dry.” Exhaled Morgan as he started to pull his cock out.

Tiz looked back eyes still alight in the orgasmic afterglow, “Mmmaaahngg!” Tiz drooled for a second her mind still boiling in pleasure; yet she still managed to mutter, “Thu-thanks, I’ve hu-had a lot of pur-practice....” Her legs trembled as Morgan continued pulling out.

It took a minute of slow sliding but Morgan uncorked Tiz’s asshole, letting his creamy deposit leak all over his desk and the floor, while the pair painted for a few moments. They both put a bit too much energy into that last fuck, but needed a moment to breathe, or in Tiz’s case about a minute. Tiz recovered quickly and was still hungry for more, “Hey boss wanna go again?” Tiz swayed her hips back and forth, cum leaking from her holes as she continued, “I’m still soaking and there is probably some space left in my…”

Knock* Knock* Knock*

Tiz was interrupted by knocking, followed by Sona cracking the door open and popping her head inside, “Hey boss me and the girls were going to clock out is that’s fi… oh damn you really stuffed her good.”

Tiz exhaled, hopping off Morgan’s desk, cum still leaking down her legs as she proudly acclaimed, “Yea he did!” Tiz grabbed Morgan’s cock giving his meat a few strokes, “I know you girls haven’t had much fun these past few days. Do you wanna join us, Morgan’s still good to go.”

Morgan nodded, “She is right I’m still feeling full and another set of lips sounds great.” Sona blushed, “Of course boss, I’d normally say yes, but…” Sona bit her lip before sighing, “Haaahn, but Babi’s acting up again and…”

Morgan cupped his face as Tiz groaned, “No words have ever dried my cunt up that fast.” Tiz grabbed her black blouse and started getting dressed as Morgan responded, “It’s fine Sona go home, get some rest, and tell the other girls to do the same.

“Thanks, boss and sorry!” Sona scampered off as the pair started getting redressed, “Feel free to go home to Tiz.” Morgan re-draped his purple robes over his body as Tiz responded, “Nah, I’m kinda hoping you give me permission to give our guest a good fisting.”

Morgan looked down at Tiz blinking for a moment as she shrugged, giggling, “What? I just wanna give him a beating.”

Morgan picked up his staff, “Honestly I’m about to just let you do whatever kind of fisting you want to him. I’m almost at the point where I’m sure he forgot where he spent his coin.”

“Morgan, Morgan!” The pair heard Tisa’s voice echo down the hall. It had an excited tone that made Morgan hopeful for some good news.

I found the money and you won’t believe what happened!” Tisa burst into Morgan’s office dressed in a rather risque leather outfit. Her light-green breasts were pushed up, by a tight corset and her rather impressive hips were squeezed tightly by a red knee-high pencil skirt. Her cute freckled face had a light shade of blush and coating her curvy lips was a ruddy shade of Red, similar in colour to her freshly straightened hair. That pooled at her shoulders and upper back.

Tisa blushed, “Umm, why are you staring is something wrong?”

Morgan shook his head, asking, “No, no, I happy to see you’re alright, but I didn’t think you owned clothes that… um, tight?”

Tiz looked up at Morgan correcting, “The word is slutty boss.”

“Yea, the people who accepted Babi’s gold, offered it to me as compensation for removing the cursed golf from their establishment.” Tisa blushed, “They told me I looked super cute, but if it makes me look trashy…” Tisa’s eyes started to water slightly.

“Awe I didn’t say it was the bad kind of trashy.” Interjected Tiz as Morgan placed his hand on her shoulder. “You look great Tisa, don’t worry about Tiz’s teasing, but where exactly did you go.”

Tisa blushed, cupping her face with both hands as she muttered, “A gay brothel…”

“I’m sorry what did you say.” Tiz cocked an eyebrow and giggled as Tisa continued. “Yu-yea, it’s a sizable establishment in the inner city, wanna hear the story?” The pair both slowly nodded.

Tisa took a long inhale before starting, “Weeeeell, it started with me being jumped by two of Ma’s thugs, who I beat, but things got hairy when another four showed up. I broke one of their noses, but the other three cut up my dress and were about to cut me up too. I thought I was dead, but then a trio of muscled bronzed men emerged from the streets. Clad in nothing but loincloths and metal face masks; depicting chiselled faces. Their mere presence was enough to send Ma’s men scrambling and when I went to thank them, the trio invited me back to their establishment, the Emperor's Chambers for drinks and a change of clothes. As it turns out, Ma’s boys have been harassing them for protection money for weeks and they were impressed with the way I beat them. A few glasses of wine later, we got to talking about current events, and I asked about a thief named Babi. You wouldn’t believe their answer, Babi is one of their best customers! He’d shown up every day this week, ordering the emperor’s special sandwich.”

Tisa leaned in, whispering, “And I don’t think it’s a kind of food.” Before continuing, “Then I told the guys his money's no good and spent the last thirty or so hours sorting out your coins from their treasury.” Tisa exhaled smiling at Morgan, “Sorry for worrying you, sir!”

Tiz giggled, “Ha, that’s so stupid, but for some reason, I believe you.” Tiz walked up beside Morgan slapping his ass, “Wadda ya think boss? We could probably just kick this whiny shit out of the… Morgan.” Tiz’s face went from excited to concerned, “I don’t like the face you’re making.”

Morgan’s face was curled into a big grin, almost cartoonish as he calmly responded, “Don’t worry girls, I’m f-i-n-e….” There was a sinister twinge in Morgan’s voice as he snickered, “Hehe, I’ve just thought of a wonderful way to apply my craft.”

Chapter Text

Morgan rushed down the wooden stairs nearly jumping off the last step before he rounded the corner into the empty reception room. His heavy footfalls on the wood flooring made the tables shake with each footstep. Morgan’s foot tremors nearly spilled a nearby vase of its flowery contents, but Tisa managed to catch it, placing it back on the table as she followed behind him, softly asking, “Morgan, I think you need a moment to calm down and....”

Morgan stopped, his purple robes fluttering behind him as her slowly turning his head back. There was an ear-to-ear grin on Morgan’s face that unnerved his two goblin assistants as he seethed, “I don’t know what you mean, Tisa…” Morgan spun his head back and started moving again as he continued, “I’m just going to give Babi exactly what he deserves.”

Tisa turned her head back and whispered to Tiz, “I don’t know how to handle him when he is this mad.” Tisa’s face was caked with worry, her lips quivering as she asked, “What are we going to do?’

Tiz looked quite casual as she shrugged, “Honestly I was hoping you’d know what to do.” Tiz looked back over to Morgan who appeared to already be channelling some spell, that or his staff glowed green naturally when he was mad. Tiz sighed, “Any idea how to scrape goblin giblets off the walls? I could probably clean the place if Morgan kills him with fire, but I don’t have any experience with bodies blasted lightning and…”

“Moooooorgaan!” Tisa ignored the end of Tiz’s question, opting instead to run after Morgan after she saw him enter Babi’s room. Tiz followed behind slowed down slightly by her dark blue pencil skirt; stylish and professional, but not the best for running. Tiz was surprised Tisa could move so quickly in her new tight skirt, but there were more important things to worry about, like Morgan literally lifting Babi up off his feet with magical force. The mage suspended the little goblin off the ground as he softly asked, “Hey, Babi do you remember when I asked you where the gold went and you said you didn’t remember!”

Morgan’s eyes looked forward intently as he watched Babi kick his legs helplessly. The little goblin was practically trying to swim in the air, but his struggling couldn’t move him a single inch. Babi stared at Morgan his throat going dry as he started to feel enormous pressure all around him. “Don’t worry, Babi, ” Morgan’s words oozed giddy anger, that unnerved Babi more than the magic. “I’ll only do the really bad stuff to you if you don’t answer my QUESTION!”

At Morgan’s tonal shift his two assistants took cover behind the door frame but kept peeking around the corner; though Tisa had to peek around Tiz’s hips (a surprisingly large roadblock). The pair were morbidly curious, wondering what Morgan would do and how he’d do it. They watched intently as Babi’s fear turned to nervousness as he mumbled, “I-I dunno I spent a couple of coins on some new thieves tools, a couple getting food and….”

“Liar!” Shouted Morgan, pointing his staff to Babi’s face, “Tisa found every last gold piece you spent at a local brothel!”

Babi looked away cocking a woozy half-smile as he chuckled, “Oh, hehe I might have been there a few times, hehe….”

“A few, A FEW!” Howled Morgan, getting red in the face. “You spent over fifty gold coins on something called the “emperor’s special sandwich” and I know it wasn’t for eating!”

Babi nervously laughed, “Weeeeell technically that isn’t tru-aaahhhggg!” Morgan pushed Babi’s body against the wall, “And despite all my warnings you were still willing to lie to hide the fact you spent the past week getting deep dicked by buff, oiled-up bronze men!” Morgan narrowed his eyes, “Do you have anything to say?!”

Babi shrugged, “In my defence, it was a really good sandwich.” A grin creeping across his face, “My only regret was not getting the chance to go again.”

“I can respect that.” Muttered Tiz as Morgan pushed Babi against the wall, using magic to keep his back flat to the wooden boards. Babi was visibly straining against Morgan’s power, much to Tiz’s amusement (she hated Babi almost as much as Morgan), but Tisa was a bit softer.

“Morgan please!” Tisa pushed past Tiz, entering the room as she pleaded, “Babi’s not the brightest boy, but he doesn’t deserve to die!”

Morgan turned around his smile increasing as he laughed, “You’re completely wrong Tisa.” Morgan turned back to Babi, his wooden stave crackling with energy as he continued, “I’m not going to kill Babi and she’s no longer a boy.”

Tisa’s concern was replaced with confusion as Morgan tapped his staff against Baqbi’s forehead. Discharging the energy inside Babi’s body before dropping him onto the ground. “Fuck this and you!” Babi started scrambling for the door, his voice shrill as he cried, “I don’t care what happened anymore I just want… whooaaa!”

Babi stopped in place just as he was about to pass by Tisa. At first, Babi looked winded as if he completed a long run, but then he got woozy, his little body swaying side to side as he muttered, “I… I dunno what, I can’t…”

Babi grabbed his chest scrunching up his white wool tunic as he mumbled, “But why am I... nnyyyhhh!”

Tisa watched as Babi came in his pants, creating a rather noticeable dark stain against his brown woollen slacks. “Nooo, why am I... nyhhhhggg!” Babi arched his fear being quickly replaced with pleasure. His eyes rolling up into his head as he clenched his teeth, trying desperately to contain his moans, but Babi definitely couldn’t contain his cum. Babi’s arms went limp at his sides as the stain in his pants got larger, causing Tiz to let out an audible, “Ew”, her face scrunching up in disgust.

Morgan chuckled, “Agreed, but it’s not over yet.”

Babi grasped his cotton shirt ripping it off crying, “So hot, why I’m...mmmm.” Babi’s eyes looked like they glazed over as she ripped off his clothes exposing his slim, toned goblin body. Babi’s face was getting flush with each article of clothing removed giving Morgan and company a good look at his toned body and finally his little green cock; currently leaking pre-cum like a (tiny) leaky faucet, while Babi moaned.

“Morgan?” Called out Tiz, taking a few tentative steps into the room, “Is he just going to keep cuming or…”

Tiz gave Babi a look of disgust as Morgan responds, “Just wait.”

Tisa took a step back squinting her eyes as she saw Babi’s hips start to puff out, expanding in size as cum leaked out from the tip of Babi’s one incher, dribbling down his shaft as Babi mewled, “Wu-whutt-nyyyhhh!” Clear ropes shot out of Babi’s cock as his hips swelled to ridiculous proportions, surpassing Tiz’s ample hips, and settling at a size worthy of a goblin brood mother.

Babi grabbed his sides, his fingers sinking into his new soft flesh as he mewled, “Why disshh thaaaaa!” Babi’s long pink tongue fell out of his mouth as his new fat ass cheeks sprouted, becoming two mellon-sized orbs of flesh that jiggled along with his thighs as he trembled from the pleasure; his cock leaking uncontrollably.

“Pweeaase I-nhhh I can’t thisshh… hhnnggg!” Babi couldn’t even get his plea out as his chest started to expand, his pectorals softening out into a pair of A-cups breasts tipped by two hard pink nipples. Babi reached up cupping both his new breasts as he muttered, “Te-thiiiss is ama-nnnyyyhhh!” Babi fell to his knees as his new breasts blossomed into a pair of perky C-cups, tipped by large puffy areolas; a shade of green darker than his skin. The last changes happened to Babi’s face. His green lips went full bimbo, becoming a plump, drooling set that made a natural kissy face. His dirty blond hair became fuller and longer, reaching his lower back as his lashes lengthened.

Tiz’s eyes went wide, “Fuck Morgan, his hips are massive!” Tiz looked up at Morgan, trying to contain her laughter, “Wu-hehe, what did you do?”

Morgan looked down at Babi who was currently examining his new feminized body, frantically squeezing every part as Morgan explained, “I sped up the spread of his curse and added a little extra, what do you think?”

Tiz looked Babi up and down, “I wish I stayed cursed longer! Those hips are incredible.”

Tisa slowly nodded along, blushing as she muttered, “Yea..”

“That can be arranged Tiz,” Responded Morgan, “but first we need to deal with, Babi.” Morgan stood behind Babi’s diminutive body, that even after the changes only measured up to his waist. “How do you like your new changes? I think it’s far more appropriate for a girl…”

“I wuuve it!” Babi quickly spun around and hugged Morgan’s leg, her tits and tiny soft one incher pressing against Morgan as she squealed, “I’ve always wanted to be a hot sissy slut!!”

Morgan looked down eyes wide as he shouted, “What?”

Babi looked up hearts in his eyes, “I’ve always dreamed of having a hot body like this, something the boys can’t resist!” Babi drooled from his fat pink lips practically humping Morgan’s leg as he mewled, “Mmmmm, I had you all wrong Morgan, you’re not a monster or a man…”

Morgan raised one finger and was about to correct Babi as he shouted, “You’re some kind of god, my guardian angel, the answer to my prayers!” Babi’s eyes were getting crazier as he squeezed Morgan’s leg, giggling like a schoolgirl.

“Ummm, well I…” Morgan wasn’t sure what to say, Babi’s attitude didn’t just shift; it flipped on its head, pushed out the window, and replaced by some whore. Morgan wasn’t even sure he was looking at the annoying goblin thief that had made the past three days a living hell. Babi was a drooling slut, looking up at him with deep lustful eyes, pointed green ears wiggling like a dog’s tail as he puckered his new lips. Morgan even noticed his scared blood-red eye turn a shade of dark pink as he looked up at him, licking his lips waiting for Morgan to say something.

Morgan collected himself muttering, “Well, in that case, you’re welcome, and I won’t reverse the transformation.” He looked over to Tisa who looked embarrassed and Tiz who was trying to hold back laughter as she watched Babi hump his leg. “Mmmmm, thank you, master!” Mewled Babi, squishing his new tits against Morgan’s thighs.

“Master?” Morgan looked down confused as Babi responded, “Yes you’re my master now!” Babi got down on his knees and kissed Morgan’s bare feet. Morgan’s lips curved down into a frown, he didn’t need a slave and certainly not one that used to be a criminal, “Listen to me, I don’t need a slave, so you can just….” Morgan spoke each word slowly so Babi would understand his intentions, but Babi wasn’t about to give up without a “fight”.

“Mmmmm-master pwease!” Babi’s grabbed hold of Morgan’s robes, his new nipples hardening against the purple fabric as he begged, “I’ve never been happier than I am now. At your feet serving you as your slutty sissy girl, ahhhggg!”

Tiz walked up beside Morgan and looked down at Babi who was currently rubbing his soft one incher as he kissed Morgan’s feet. Her eyes were wide as she looked up at Morgan, “Was this supposed to happen, because…”

Morgan could see hints of judgement in her eyes as he quickly responded, “No, no...” he shook his head, “The curse was only supposed to feminize and drain a tiny bit of intelligence, but this is…”

Babi’s jaw hung low, lips twitching as his little one incher shot ropes of clear cum onto the floor. His new high pitch voice still begging, “Pweease keps meeehhh, nyythhh!”

Morgan looked over to Tisa who was looking squeamish, and perhaps she would of told him to just let Babi go, or reverse the process (she was a sweet girl), but the ever-growing bulge in her tight red pencil skirt told Morgan that she truly wanted a piece of Babi’s new ass. Maybe Morgan did have use for a slave...

Morgan looked down at Tiz who smirked back up at him when she saw the lustful look in his eyes. She asked, “Are you thinking what I’m thing boss?”

“I am,” Morgan pointed to the sack filled with Babi’s pilfered goods, “Gets your toys and Tisa take off your skirt.”

Morgan looked down at Babi who had stopped mewling for long enough to listen, “I’ll keep you.”

“Ohhh thank you, master, mmmmm!” Babi shoved his face into Morgan’s crotch rubbing his face quickly against Morgan’s bulge as he giggled like an idiot. “Hold on sissy, before I even consider keeping you we need to make sure you don’t do anything naughty. Now present for me.”

Babi jumped back, hands behind his back, presenting his new thick thighs that squished together, jiggling along with his new tits and ass as he moved. Babi giggled as Morgan knelt down looking at his limp leaky gobbo cock. It twitched and sputtered clear drops of pre as Morgan continued, “While I don’t think your little nub can actually get hard anymore,”

Babi nodded in agreement, drooling as Tiz’s laughed, “No shit boss, I doubt he could fuck before his little transformation.” Before she pulled a string of anal beads from the bag of pilfered goods. She gave Babi a rather smug look as Morgan produced a pearl from his pocket, continuing, “We’ll have to make sure you don’t try fucking any of the livestock.”

Morgan muttered a few arcane words and the pearl disappeared into a trail of grey dust that rained down of Babi’s soft leaking cock, and after a second, the sands solidified into a tight metal chastity cage, affixed tightly to his leaking clit.

Babi touched his new cage before he started giggly playing with his package moaning, “Nyyyhhhgg master I….mmmm!” Babi bit his lower lip, his eyes going crossed as he shot out a rope of clear cum.

“Where did you learn that?” Asked Tiz as she unbuttoned her blazer, stripping down much like Tisa, who just finished tossing her frilly white panties to the side. Letting her fat green goblin cock flop out, as Morgan continued, “An old friend of mine trains ashi and he uses this spell to keep the ashi alphas in line.” Morgan smirked looking down at a cross-eyed woozy Babi, “But your not even close to an alpha, are you, sissy?”

Babi excitedly nodded his head muttering, “Uhhhhn-uuuhh.”

“Good you understand your place and now I can give you your reward.” Morgan pulled off his purple robes, tossing them onto the stone floor before whipping his dick out, right In Babi’s face. His large human shaft pulsated half-hard and covered more than half of Babi’s face. His uncovered eye immediately looked up, meeting Morgan’s smug gaze as Babi inhaled. His nostrils filling with Morgan’s sweet dick stink and his mind-melting from his first taste of dick in days.

“Don’t zone out bitch, your not just servicing me.” Morgan looked over to Tisa, her light green goblin cock at full mast as she stared blankly at Morgan’s meat, drooling as he addressed her, “Tisa help me break in the new girl.” Morgan laughed, “Unless you just want to watch?”

Tisa snapped out of her trance hopping over exclaiming, “Of course not sir!” As she slapped her cock against Babi’s thigh.

“Good, I want this sissy slut fucked out of his mind.” Morgan slapped his cock against Babi’s face as his empty eyes looked up at him, nostrils flaring as Morgan teased, “We’ve all got days worth of pent up frustration from dealing with your bullshit Babi and I expect you to drain every last drop you’ve produced, understand?”

Babi nodded slowly his senses returning as he muttered, “So fucking big,” under his breath. Even the prostitutes at the Emperor’s Throne paled in comparison to his magical master, and Tisa’s nine-inch gobbo dick dwarfed Babi’s cock in every possible way. It was completely humiliating and Babi wondered for a moment if he should run and try to salvage his slutty musk-drunk mind, but….

“Of course master, your cocks are incredible!” Babi opted to mewl instead, screaming, “The smell, the feeling and size are all just, mmmmm!” Babi inhaled again before continuing, “May I start sucking, master!?”

At Morgan’s nod, Babi started sucking, putting his new thick green lips to good use as he sucked on Morgan’s tip, stroking the base of Morgan’s shaft with one hand while using the other to pleasure Tisa’s throbbing cock. His slow pumping was enough to turn on Tisa; her face was getting flush, eyes half-closed as her breathing got heavier.

Morgan however needed a little bit more than a light teasing and he wasn’t about to wait for Babi to speed up. “Come on sissy,” Morgan grabbed the back of Babi’s head. His finger’s sinking into Babi’s dirty blonde hair as he taunted, “You’ll have to do a lot better if you want me to keep you.” With those words Morgan pumped his cock deep into Babi’s throat, his massive human meat creating a clear cock outline in Babi’s throat as he squealed, “Mmmmrrrmm!” His pointed goblin ears wiggling with joy as he forced inch after inch into Babi’s tight throat.

“Fuck yes!” Tiz slapped Morgan’s bare ass, “Come on Boss pump that bitches throat hard.” Morgan chuckled, “Gladly.” As he forced his entire meat into Babi’s mouth, stuffing the sissy’s cheeks with hot cock meat. He could feel Babi’s tongue wrap around his shaft as his throat muscles squeezed down on his glands. Every thought in Babi’s mind was being replaced with Morgan’s dick; who needs air when your master needs a blowjob, right? Thought Babi as his fragile femboy mind was brutalized by Morgan’s heavy musk. Each desperate breath Babi took was a pleasurable reminder of his master’s superiority and every pulse of Tisa’s dick was a reminder that he never was a man. These thoughts spurred Babi to move faster to suck and pump harder than her ever thought he could.

“Look the little bitch loves it!” Tiz squat behind Babi teasing, “How does it feel to be a cock sock?”

Babi squealed, “Buuuiii!” His nostrils flaring as Morgan and Tiz chuckled at his pathetic display; which did manage to make Tisa blush with how slutty he was. Not even the livestock got as pathetic as Babi and Tiz wanted Babi to understand that.

“How pathetic,” Moaned Tiz, spreading Babi’s ass cheeks revealing a puffy quivering asshole. “Oh good, you’ve had a bit of practice.” Tiz stuck two fingers inside Babi’s asshole, causing the sissy to mewl even loud as she scrapped his prostate.

“Hmmm, however you’re still too tight for the boss,” Tiz pulled up a string of pink anal beads of ascending sizes, starting at one inch, but ending at a girth of around six inches. Babi gurgled as Tiz slowly started stuffing them inside as she taunted, “But we’re gonna fix that and make you a loose little gutter slut.”

Babi spat out muffled moans as Tiz stuffed his asshole full of plastic beads, his caged cock trembled, leaking out drops of clear pre-cum as each bead was forcefully inserted into his asshole. Babi’s cock pumping intensified, his throat tightening, tongue wrapping around Morgan’s shaft as his hands started Pumping Tisa’s dick even faster.

“Mmmm, Morgan I...” Moaned Tisa her face getting squeamish with every tight pump of her cock. Babi’s hands were getting faster, squeezing Tisa to the edge. “Mu-Morgan I’m about to, nhhhgg!”

Tisa exhaled, her eyes rolling up into her head as she pained Babi’s stomach white with ropes of thick cum. Morgan chuckled, “You must have been pretty pent up Tisa.” As he pulled Babi’s head off his throbbing cock, leaving a trail of spit coating his dick.

Tisa’s breathing slowed as she responded, “Ye-yea I haven’t had time to satisfy myself the usual way.” Tisa looked at Babi and softly complimented, “You’re rather good at handjobs...phew!”

“Hhaaaa, you’re welcome! As an ex-theif, I’ve gotta be good with my hands.” Moaned Babi, spit dribbling down his chin as he smiled. “Would you like me to finish milking you, Morgan?” Babi cupped Morgan’s balls with both hands, licking his lips, “Mmmm you still feel sooo full, master.”

“Yes, but I’m handing your mouth over to Tisa,” Morgan picked Babi up with one arm and carried him over to the bed, tossing him onto his back as he continued, “While I shove my cock into your asshole.”

“Hehe, yes master,” Babi grabbed his ankles and spread his cheeks, giving Morgan access to the anal beads cord; which were tightly inserted. “Would you like to do the honours ma-nyyhhhh!” Before Babi could finish the offer Tiz ripped the Beads out with one tug. Babi’s eyes rolled up into his head, his teeth grit and his caged cock twitched violently as he spurted clear drops of cum, screaming, “Nhhyygggshymygoddssshoshlyffukkss!”(Oh my gods holy fucks!).

Morgan looked at Babi’s face strained by a mix of pain and pleasure, before turning to Tiz, “That was a bit harsh, don’t you think?”

“By Agath, I’m pretty sure you broke him.” Commented Tisa, covering her mouth in shock.

Tiz laughed, “Ha, yea but who gives a shit!” Tiz spanked each of Babi’s ass cheeks, causing him to squeal louder as Tiz spread his gaping anus, “This little shits needs to be punished for his crimes. So stop wasting time boss and fuck this sissy slut into submission!” Morgan’s cock throbbed as he watched his new slave’s hole tremble and throb with anticipation. Even while squealing Babi looked at him with lustful and hungry eyes, begging him to use his boi-pussy.

“You don’t have to tell me Tiz.” Morgan pressed the tip of his dick into Babi’s gapping asshole, scrapping the roof of the sissies anal interior. Babi started to scream, his face softening into a sloppy ahegao as his pleasured screams echoed through the farm.

Morgan looked over his shoulder at Tisa who was quietly watching, cock hard as Morgan tore Babi open. Morgan yelled, “Come on Tisa, this faggot’s squealing is too loud and it’s going to take something thick to shut him up.”

Tisa’s cock stiffened instantly, slapping against her midsection as she shouted, “Yes, sir!”, rushing over to the bed. Tisa quickly climbed up onto the mattress before shoving her cock into Babi’s sloppy face. Tears were running down the corners of his eyes as his lips curved into a pleasured smile. Babi was fucked out of his mind by the fat human cock currently tearing up his insides; however, the second Tisa put her cock in front of his face, he started worshiping. Babi’s soft lips caressed the underside of Tisa’s cock as she leaked pre-cum onto his chin. His loving licks spurred on by the thick human dick currently bulging his abdomen.

Morgan was making slow, deep thrusts into Babi’s tightening confines. Babi’s new fat ass cheeks, jubilating with each pump, and he still wanted more. His lips coaxing Tisa’s cock slowly into his mouth. Her long green cock easily slid past Babi’s lips and into his throat and she loved it. This sissy slut was vacuum-sucking her dick and it left Tisa paralyzed, trembling with each squeeze of Babi’s throat muscles.

“Why do you three get to have all the fun?” Tiz stood beside Morgan slapping his ass, “Let me tag in, it has been a good half hour since we fucked or at the very least let me ride his face.” Tiz licked her lips, “I wanna see what those fat sissy lips do…”

“Don’t be selfish Tiz, Tisa and I got nuts to bust, and Babi doesn’t look like he wants any muff do you, Babi?” Questioned Morgan, slapping Babi’s ass, causing him to groan, “Nhhhggg!”

“See he’s happy sucking Tisa off and she doesn’t want to move, do you, Tisa?” Morgan looked up at Tisa her jaw was slack and her pupils were dilated as she rasped a “Mmmmm-nh-no sir!” Her light green nipples hardening as Babi slurped her meat mercilessly.

Tiz put her hands on her hips and pouted, “Hmph,” watching the pair spitroast Babi. They were really getting into it and Tiz just wanted Morgan to nut so she’d get a turn, but there wasn’t much Tiz could do….

“Mmmm how filthy,” Chuckled Tiz, her eyes lighting up as a “fun idea crossed her mind. “If I can’t join in I’ll help speed up the process.” Tiz knelt behind Morgan and spread his ass cheeks, licking her lips. “Wait Tiz what are you mmmm!”

Morgan’s face tensed up as he felt Tiz’s lips press against his asshole, giving his shitter a kiss before she pulled back, teasing, “Hehe, I’m just keeping myself occupied until you’re free, which shouldn’t be too much longer, ahhhmmm!” Tiz pressed her lips back down on Morgan’s asshole. Moan as she wriggled her tongue inside Morgan, teasing his prostate as she made out with his asshole.

“Nhhhnn, you cheap gutter slut!” Moaned Morgan as he tightened his grip on Babi, his thrusting becoming faster as he spat, “Fine I’ll hurry up, but first,”

Morgan looked up at Tisa, her breathing was heavy and her eyes crossed as Morgan commanded, “Tisa pump this sluts throat harder!” Morgan reached over grabbing Babi’s throat and squeezing Tisa’s cock as he spat, “This little cunt is the reason you spent the last three days stuck sorting coins. So use him like a proper, mmm toy.” Morgan’s composure was shaken slightly by Tiz’s tongue; which was currently teasing areas he didn’t think could feel pleasurable.

Tisa regained a bit of her composure, her eyes staring forward friendly before yelling, “Yes sir!” Her pumping gaining some ferocity, leaving a very noticeable bulge in Babi’s throat as her balls bashed against his forehead. The pair’s heavy thrusts were destroying Babi’s body, breaking him down a little bit more with each thrust, and he loved it! Looking at the pleasured faces of his superiors as they used him as a sex doll was the most satisfying feeling in the world.

Babi couldn’t help himself, squealing was the only normal response to having his deepest darkest wish had come true. He’d get to be a slave to a hung human. He’d be fucked each day, used as a toy and maybe if she was lucky Morgan would hook him up to the milking machine and make him one of his cows. Babi’s holes tightened like vices at that thought and finally, the pair stuffing him started to cum. Tisa’s load blowing directly into Babi’s stomach and Morgan’s thick acrid nut bloating his belly, flooding his lower intestines, But Morgan wasn’t done.

“Sorry Tisa, but I’m going to pump this little bitch, until she’s full!” Morgan thrust his cock back inside Babi’s asshole causing cum to leak out the sides of his asshole while he squealed, “Ghhhhhrrgg!” still choking on Tisa’s cock.

Tisa exhaled her brow covered in sweat, “It’s okay sir, I still need a moment to….”
“Morgan you cheat!” Tiz pulled her tongue out of Morgan’s spit-slicked and blue lipstick smeared asshole. “It was supposed to be my turn, buuuuut…”

Tiz looked at Tisa and smiled as she climbed onto the bed, standing over Babi’s body, straddling him as she leaned against Morgan’s chest, shaking her massive green cheeks in Tisa’s face. The jiggling orbs clapping as Tiz teased her, “You’re still hard aren’t ya? While the boss is busy pounding Babi’s boi-pussy, why don’t you give me a try gob?” Tiz looked back watching Tisa get mesmerized by her fat jiggling cheeks before leaning over, “Don’t be shy bitch, just slam into my tight pussy while I help Morgan bust in the new girl, mmmph!”

Tiz leaned over pressing her lips against Morgan’s cock while Tisa pulled her cock out of Babi’s tight throat. Bringing along ropes of spit and cum that made the entry into Tiz’s tight ass a breeze. Her thick goblin dick slid effortlessly into her pussy and it was incredible, Tiz clammed down on Tisa’s cock harder than any of the other girls. It was an incredible feeling that had Tisa’s cock throbbing out drops of pre-cum before she was half inside.

Tiz looked back taunting, “Come on slut, you’ve got a cock ten times bigger than this sissy,” Tiz flicked Babi’s chastity cage causing him to mewl, “Nyyhhhggg!” As she continued, “So stop leaking like a sissy bitch, put that dick to good use, and start giving me a proper pounding, bitch!”

Tisa body shook, Tiz’s smug face and dirty words filled Tisa to the brim with something she hadn’t felt in a while; a complete, and utter desire to fuck the shit out of those mean girls! Tisa grabbed Tiz’s hips shouting, “Fine, I’ll fuck you like you’re one of the fucking cows!” And within seconds Tisa’s balls were bashing against Tiz’s crotch creating a loud slapping sound with each thrust that harmonized with Morgan’s own heavy pumping. Her soft hands sinking into Tiz’s hips as the pumps got heavier and the moans got louder.

Tiz’s lips broke off the top side of Morgan’s dick as she moaned, “Ahh fuck Tisa, mmmppphh!” Tiz bit her lip, “You fuck almost as good Babi, hee-hee!”

Tiz stuck out her tongue, laughing at Tisa’s attempt to fuck her, and it made Tisa furious. None of the livestock could stand up to her cock, but Tiz was laughing her off like nothing, and this couldn’t continue. Tisa closed her eyes, focusing before going into a sex-fueled rage, screaming, “Shut it slut, I’m the lead hand and I will not let you tease me!” Her cock reaching deep enough to scrape Morgan’s old cum load from her womb, spilling it onto Babi’s face as his little clit-dick had another dry orgasm.

“Ooooh is our slutty lead hand ma-nnyyhhaaaadd!” Tiz lost balance as Morgan bottomed out in Babi, causing the sissy to shift along with her grip. In that moment of surprise, Tisa pressed her cock deep into Tiz’s cunt muttering, “How do you like that bhhiiiiittcch!”

Tiz shouted, “Ahhhggg, you’re scra-scraping my wooombbb!” Tiz’s eyelids drooped as she moaned, “Fucking nngghh fuuuttaaasss!” Her cunt clamping down on Tisa, desperate not to shown up by the furious dickgirl. Tisa wanted to taunt her for breaking down, but all that came out was, “Mmmmm-ahhhh-nnhhh!” As her face devolved into a sloppy ahegao. Her tongue falling out of her mouth as her eyes rolled up into her head. This cunt was breaking her cock and Tisa was in no position to complain (or pull out).

The pair were consumed in pleasure and it warmed Morgan’s heart, seeing his two favourite employees getting along so well. Maybe we should do this more often? Make it a monthly, or maybe bi-weekly event to help build teamwork. Thought Morgan, chuckling to himself as he bulged Babi’s belly. A clear cock outline appearing as Babi’s lower intestine was moulded into a cock sleeve.

The little goblin’s mind was completely destroyed by constant anal assault combined with cum being scraped out onto his face by the two girls fucking above. Babi was losing his grip on reality, what little thoughts he could produce were about Morgan’s dick and what noises he could make were limited to, “Nhhhhggg,”, “Ahhhyyggg,” and, “Mhhhhggguhh!” or combinations of the prior; yet, Babi’s gurgled moaned, combined with his tight asshole managed to edge Morgan enough to milk out another thick load.

Morgan’s balls slapped Babi’s caged cock like wrecking balls, sending shocks up his spine as Morgan started dumping an extra thick load of creamy cum into his asshole. It felt even better than the pair imagined and it spurred Babi to further action. The lust-crazed goblin sissy grabbed Tiz’s cheeks and shoved his face into the rutting pair’s genitals. Getting a hearty hit of Tiz’s musky nuts before licking the pair like a thirsty bitch. His long pink tongue almost immediately bringing the pair to orgasm. Neither could resist the sweet feeling of Babi’s soft tongue and were both contents to call their little sex match a draw.

Though quickly Tisa fell backwards onto the bed, her fall broken by the soft mattress, but Tiz’s ell much harder, slumping onto of Babi as her gaping asshole immediately spilled its contents all over Babi’s face. Coating the sissy in a load of thick goblin ball cream as Tiz moaned, “Mmmm-fuck, not bad bitch. You really stuffed me.”

Tisa looked up her arms spread and cock limp as she muttered, “Thu-thanks, you weren’t so bad yourself, ahhhhnn!”

The girls exhaled, moaning in post-orgasm bliss as Babi eagerly finished drinking the spilt contents of Tiz’s holes; while his own asshole leaked cock cream of the bedside. The trio was content to just pass out, but Morgan had other plans. “Alright, sluts,” Morgan slapped his hard cock against Tiz’s face. His throbbing pillar immediately snapping Tiz out of her stupor and causing Tisa’s cock to harden as she crawled back to her knees.

“I’ve got a lot of pent of stress in me and I’ve only got one question.” Tiz giggled looking up at morgan along with Babi as he asked, “Who is ready for round two?”

Hours of brutal fucking continued until the room was littered with cheap sex toys, cum puddles and exhausted sweaty bodies, emptied or full (in Babi’s case both) of sexual fluids. Morgan had managed to release his pent-up frustrations and quickly fell asleep beside his new slave, and Tiz was close behind them. She picked herself up out of a pile of cock cream, squeezing a dildo out of her ass before joining Morgan in bed, but she paused before entering the covers when she saw Tisa hop out of bed, and scuttle towards the door.

“Hey, Tisa?” Tiz crawled up out of the bed right behind her, “Why are ya leaving so soon, do you have a family at home or…?”

Tisa sighed, shaking her head, “No, no, nothing like that, it's just…” Tisa’s voice trailed off and Tiz wondered why she looked rather sad considering the rather excellent events of the past eight hours, but then it hit her.

A look of realization came across Tiz’s face, “Oh I get it!” Tiz walked over to Tisa, thick green hips shaking as cum leaked out of both her holes as she put one hand on Tisa’s shoulder laughing, “I almost missed it, but Morgan forgot to fuck you too, right?”

Tisa’s face went flush as Tiz, nudged her head towards the bed, “Here let’s wake the boss up and he can pump you…”

“No please don’t.” A look of surprise came across Tiz’s face, she was sure that Tisa would’ve wanted a turn, but she just looked sad. Her cheeks were puffed out and she avoided direct eye contact continuing, “I’m just going to sleep in my room, have a good…”

“Wait,” Tiz grabbed her wrist, “Morgan mentioned you two don’t fuck and it made me wonder why?” Tisa looked back at Tiz, giving her a pouty look as she shook her hand off her wrist.

“Hey don’t give me that look, we both know you were staring at the boss all night.” Tisa’s face got flush and her lips pucked as she muttered, “So?”

“So, it makes me wonder why you haven’t offered yet.” Tiz shrugged, “It’s pretty obvious you want some gut-fucking; however, Morgan hasn’t made any moves, but why should that stop you?”

Tisa’s eyelids drooped as the air escaped her cheeks in a sigh, “I told him I wanted to keep things professional. We fuck the livestock together, but I don’t touch him, he’s got the others and you, so why would he need me? I’m still just a futa and I don’t wanna bog him down, that’s all...”

“Awe Tisa,” Tiz grabbed her and smothered her face in between her tits cooing, “I’m sure the boss would love to pump your snatch. Plus you’re one of the main reasons this place functions.”

Tisa looked up muttering, “Buh-but I’m a futa, Morgan might need to deal with the social problems if he started fucking me and I don’t wanna be a bother.”

Tiz laughed, “Tisa our boss is an imperial mage, even if people knew you were in his harem they’d be too afraid to try anything.” Tiz rotated her finger around the side of her temple giggling, “I’m sure half the gobs on the south side think Morgan will fry’em if they get too uppity.

Tisa’s expression softened as she retorted, “But what if he doesn’t like girls with dicks?”

“Tisa you literally saw the new “girl” getting her brains fucked out for the past,” Tisa rubbed her temple thinking for a moment, “Fivish hours? And Morgan didn’t seem to have much trouble with her cock or yours for that matter.” Tisa looked away biting her finger as she hummed nervously to herself, “But I’ve never…”

“If you’re a virgin I can help with that.”

“But what if I’m bad at it?!” Interjected Tisa.

“I can also help with that.” Tiz folded her arms under her breast interrupting Tisa before she came up with any more excuses, “Trust me you’ll be great with my help, but get some sleep, and before sleep,” Tiz reached down to the ground and pulled up a small butt plug, “Stick this up to your butt.”

Tisa’s eyes went wide as she explained, “Morgan’s massive even by human standards and you’ll need to loosen up a bit if you’re going to take him.”

Tisa’s face showed a twinge of fear as she muttered, “But…” She thought about her options, Morgan really was massive, but she wanted it so badly. It was hard to deny her feelings on the matter, her lust was getting the upper hand over her insecurity. The plug didn’t even look that big and I’m sure Tiz knows what she’s doing; thought Tisa before responding,

“Okay,”

“Good Gob,” Tiz walked beside Tisa throwing her arm over her shoulder, “And don’t worry.” Tiz’s lips cracked a toothy grin, “All you need to do is listen to me and we’ll all have a morning to remember.”

Tisa gave a crooked forced smile as she thought, I’ve made a horrible mistake, I’m gonna choke-and-Morgan is gonna hate me and myheadisgettingwoozyandIAMSTUPID AND…

But it was too late for Tisa to back out now. Tiz was already dragging her down to the milking room to prepare for an unforgettable morning.

Chapter Text

Morgan slowly opened his groggy eyes, leaning up out of the bed, yawning as he pulled back the smooth white covers and took a look at the room. The floor was still covered in a thick puddle of sex juices that had long mixed and hardened. Tiz’s sex toys were scattered across the floor and Morgan even found a misplaced set of anal beads under his pillow. “Eeeew,” Groaned Morgan, tossing the toy to the floor.

“Mmmhhemmheem…” Morgan heard soft mewling from beneath the covers and sure enough, after Morgan pulled the covers away he saw Babi in all his “glory”. The little goblin sissy was curled up at the foot of his bed. His belly was still slightly bloated with seed, that was being kept from leaking out by a long pink dildo, only half inserted into his ass.

Morgan rubbed the dirty out of his eyes, remembering the prior night's activities, and he distinctly remembered the girls falling asleep beside him, but they were nowhere to be seen. Morgan was about to get out of bed until he heard the door open and saw Tiz’s head pop in.

“Mornin boss,” Tiz strutted into the room fully dressed in her white blouse and dark blue skirt, carrying a coffee, “That was some night, huh?”

Tiz handed the cup to Morgan who responded, “Yea, you goblins continue to impress.”

Tiz grinned ear to ear, waving playfully at Morgan, “You’re gonna make me blush talking like that.”

Morgan chuckled before taking a sip of his coffee, “Mmm, Tiz this tastes great, what did you use?”

“Some local brew recommended by one of the girls, some of those girls know a surprising amount, but that aside.” Tiz put her hands on her hips, her smile turning into a smirk. “I’ve got a little message for you from Tisa.”

Morgan took another sip from his coffee before responding, “I was wondering where you two went.”

“She needed some help getting ready and wants you to meet her in the milking room.” Tiz collected the empty cup from Morgan and started exiting the room before saying, “Oh and I recommend not bothering with clothes, it will make things much easier.”

Morgon assumed Tisa had found a new cow-girl for the farm and wanted help showing her the company benefits. Morgan quickly stumbled out of bed and made his way to the bathroom. Giving himself a quick wash, removing the previous night’s scents from his body. The farm was closed today, but Morgan felt like he shouldn’t stink during the new girl’s introduction to the milking procedure.

The stone floors were especially cool this morning and Morgan’s bare feet kicked up little puffs of dust as he descended the winding stone stairs. I really should hire a maid, thought Morgan as he moved down to the milking room. The milking machine was sitting motionless in the corner of the room and at least two dozen milking cups were hung on hooks running up the sides of each wall. The racks were completely devoid, the dumbwaiter embedded in the front of the room was empty, and Morgan was Mildy confused. He wondered where Tisa and the new girl were until he saw something.

“Tisa?” Morgan squinted, looking to the newly installed private booth near the back of the room. A four feet high stall equipped to milk two new hires at once; Morgan thought it would be a good idea to help the new employees acclimate to their new job without too much embarrassment. Though he swore he saw Tisa’s ponytail poking out of the top of the booth.

Morgan walked over, peering into the booth and to Morgan’s surprise there was Tisa, bound by one of the milking stockades; back legs suspended off the ground by ropes tied off to a hook in the ceiling, but her current bondage wasn’t as surprising as Tisa’s outfit. Her eyes were covered by a black blindfold, mouth gagged with a plastic red ball, which seemed to connect behind her head to a smooth black leather collar; with the letters “Goblin Farms” printed around the circumference. Her arms were secured by her head by the stockade and the rest of her body was wearing the new livestock uniform. A white and black, holstien pattered cloth uniform; complete with a cutout bra that showed off her light green nipples, a pair of tight stockings that covered her legs all the way to her upper thighs; that squished around the end. And finally, a tight thong that bisected her tight green cheeks and cupped her package tightly, but let her rock-hard cock pulsate and dangle, fully on display.

Though while all the prior details equally shocked Morgan; he’d never seen Tisa dressed this slutty, Morgan found his eyes fixated on a small note tucked into the collar. Morgan slowly moved his hand down snatching the note but causing Tisa to shudder and groan as his hand brushed the back of her head. Morgan watched Tisa squirm for a moment; slightly concerned before reading the letter.

Morgan after last nights’ fuck session I’ve opted to come clean about my feelings and give you an offer. Like all the other girls who work here, I want a turn on that fat human cock and to that end, I’ve let Tisa tie me up so my shyness doesn’t get the better of me. So don’t worry about me; Tiz teased me for an hour straight prior to this, so my tight gobbo fuckholes should be soaking and ready to stretch.

Respectfully your lead hand, Tisa <3

Morgan crumpled up the paper and threw it over his shoulder, muttering, “This is ridiculous,” as he de-gaged and unblinded Tisa.

Tisa’s eyes were wide and frantic as she yelped, “AHhhh-mmm-Morgan?” Morgan nodded, “Yes Tisa it’s me and I assume Tiz tied you up?”

“Yea she told me to get some sleep while she prepared something special, but when I woke up, mmm,” Tisa took a big inhale, moaning softly as she continued, “She’d already tied me up and before I knew what was going on, the edging started…”

Tisa bit her lip, brow sweaty as she stammered, “I don’t know how long she did it, but my cock has been throbbing and leaky for the past hour with no signs of, mmmm!” Tisa shook in her binds, “Going soft, but Morgan how’d you know it wasn’t me who wrote the note?”

Morgan’s face was a tad flush as he sputtered “Ah well that was simple really. You dot your I’s with hearts and I doubt you’d call your genitals “gobbo fuckholes”.” Morgan shook his head, “Plus you don’t have any interest in sexual relations.” Morgan chuckled, “Honestly, it was silly that Tiz thought you had any interest in me.”

Morgan grabbed the ropes, and was about to start untieing Tisa, until she blurted out, “It’s not silly!”

Morgan looked down to Tisa, who was shaking in her binds, face flush and puffed up as she shouted, “Is it so hard to believe I’d want you?” Tisa’s tone shifted up in pitch, her words getting faster. “You were the second person in my life to treat me better than dirty, you’ve defended me on multiple occasions and to make it all worse you don’t even notice my cock!”

“You’re cock?” Questioned Morgan, tilting his head mildly confused.

“Yes, you cute idiot!” Morgan felt like he should be insulted, but hadn’t been called cute before which took him off guard as Tisa muttered, “Goblin revile multi-gendered offsprings since men are expected to take wives and women are expected to propagate. So goblin who can do both is considered a living blasphemy in the goddess Gojimi’s eyes.”

Morgan knew precious little about goblin society, but he knew about the fertility goddess (she was inducted into the Nixian pantheon over a hundred years ago), but Morgan assumed he’d just dealt with a couple of extra rude goblin. He never thought that Tisa would be teased for being a futa and it was all so, “Fucking stupid?”

Tisa looked up a bit teary-eyed muttering, “Wu-what?”

“Exactly what I said it is fucking stupid.” Morgan sighed sitting against the side of the stall looking to a stunned Tisa, their eyes meeting on the same level. “I’ve been stunned at the sheer absurdity of this city since I came here.” Morgan narrowed his brow, “At first it almost looked pretty with all the bioluminescent lighting, but between criminal gangs, rampet lawlessness, and the constant threats to our enterprise, your cock is the last thing I’d care about.”

Morgan tapped his head with his index finger, “Come on Tisa, think! I’m a human mage, do you really think I give two shits about what some goddess has to say about your dick?”

Tisa’s lip quivered, her eyes watering, “Nu-no!”

“Good now, would you like to have some fun?”

Tisa’s little dark green face was fully flush as she muttered, “Yuh-you really don’t mind the dick…”

Morgan leaned forward shaking his head, “Of course not, in fact, I think it suits you.”

Tisa let out an excited gasp and Morgan took the opportunity to lean forward and steal a kiss. Her soft green lips pressing against his as Morgan felt Tisa slip him a bit of tongue. They entwined together and Morgan could hear Tisa moan softly as he managed to pull back, asking, “You must be very excited… whoa.”

Morgan’s eyebrows raised as he saw Tisa’s tongue loll out of her mouth, eyes rolling up into her head as she moaned, “I-I isshh nuuu bbuu!” as her cock squirted all over the stall floor. Thick ropes of backup goblin spunk painted the floor white and Morgan had to crawl back to his feet quickly to avoid the shot.

“I don’t remember you being this sensitive Tisa?” Teased Morgan as he put his hand under her chin, tilting her o-face up to meet his smug mug.

“Muh-meanie!” Moaned Tisa, giggling as she shook in her binds. “Dat’s my fuurtst kissy, hehehe.” Tisa’s cock throbbed, her eyes lit up as she giggled, “Buh-but I’m happy you took it!”

Morgan smiled, “Here let me get you down.” Morgan untied Tisa’s binds and unlocked the stockade, helping her to her feet. He had to help Tisa stabilize, her legs were shaking as she muttered, “Mmm, sorry. After an hour of teasing and that kiss,” Tisa’s eyes went cross as she moaned, “Mmmm, I’d like to sit down.”

“Understandable,” Morgan lifted Tisa off her feet, carrying her like a princess out of the filthy stall before sitting down against one of the basement walls. The smooth black stone was cool to the touch unlike the little blushing goblin in his arms. Tisa was making all sorts of squeaking noises and her expression was woozy; which Morgan took to be dizziness.

“Take a moment to relax Tisa. You must be pretty dizzy after all that.”

“Mmmm yea..” Tisa leaned her head against Morgan’s chest, nuzzling against him. “But if I sit here for any longer I think I’ll cum again.” Tisa bit her lips as Morgan noticed her cock harden again, slapping against her toned tummy.

“But I don’t want to have all the fun, sir.” Tisa hopped out of Morgan’s embrace and stood over his crotch, “You’ve more than earned a chance to relax and I’ve got to pay you back for that sneaky kiss.” Tisa spun around, cock slapping her thigh as she squatted, pressing her tight green cheeks against Morgan’s cock. The soft white fabric of her thong rubbing against the underside of Morgan’s meat while Tisa buns squished him.”

“You’re always doing all the work when stuffing the girls, and I think you deserve to sit back and enjoy yourself while someone else does the work.” Tisa could feel Morgan’s meat harden, spreading her ass cheeks as she rubbed against him. It made her feel a little squeamish, handling such a large cock, but Tisa was determined. She stood up and pulled her thong to the side pressing Morgan’s cock head against her drooling lips as she muttered, “Fair warning, I haven’t done this before…” Tisa squatted down she could feel his cock head spreading her entrance, “Nhhgg, s-so I hope it doesn’t feel nnhhggg, bad!” Tisa bit her lower lip, her legs were getting shaking as she took the first few inches of Morgan’s meat inside her.

Morgan laid his hands on Tisa’s hips, she could feel his rough fingers sink into her flesh, squeezing her garter belt as he lifted her body slightly. “Don’t worry Tisa, you’re doing a great job.” Tisa’s breathing got heavier as she felt Morgan’s cock tip throb inside her.

“Just relax and take it slow, okay?” Tisa bit her lip, moaning, “Yes sir…” as she slowly squatted down on Morgan’s meat. His thick human dick spreading her soft pink walls to their limits and Reminding Tisa that he was much thicker than her fingers. It felt so good and Tisa was content to let Morgan throb inside her, his warmth flowing through her as her cock throbbed and dripped.

“Mmmm, Morgan…” Tisa looked back, her eyelids closed slightly as she muttered, “You’re too good for me,” her eyes went wide as a nervous look crept across her face, “I’m sorry, I should just stop and get Tiz. You deserve someone less pathetic and...” Tisa continued ranting as she tried getting up, but Morgan pulled her hips back down on his cock, creating a little belly bulge as he interjected, “Don’t you think that’s a bit rude, Tisa? Leaving me after you go me so hard.”

Tisa’s felt Morgan’s meat sink deeper, causing her eyes to go cross as she shouted, “Yes sir, sorry sir!”

“Good girl, I expect my best employee to finish the job she started.” Morgan gave Tisa a playful spank on her ass, creating a little ass jiggle before she started grinding on his cock. Quickly Tisa discovered that her body was a lot more elastic than she first imagined because even as her belly bulged from Morgan’s thick dick, her hole somehow handled it. Expanding to accommodate Morgan’s dick, while her hips gyrated on his cock.

Tisa moaned, “It feels nhhggg, soooo guud!” as she felt his tip slip into her womb. Tisa leaned back pressing up from Morgan’s chest with both hands as she started picking up her pace. Almost immediately she felt Morgan’s hands lock with hers’, providing support as her cheeks slapping against Morgan’s flesh.

The incredible feeling of being locked with Morgan was accented by the sounds; Tisa’s sensual painting, along with the wet sloshing of Morgan’s cock scraping out her insides, rang in Tisa’s ears edging her on, and Morgan’s tight grip ensured Tisa couldn’t accidentally fall of Morgan’s meat. This had the side effect of setting Tisa’s cunt on fire and it only got worse as she picked up the pace, tits jiggling; nipples hardening, and cock flopping hard as a rock as she leaked thick drops of pre-cum onto the floor.

“Tisa you feel incredible.” Moaned Morgan as he bucked his hips up pressing his cock head back inside Tisa’s baby box as she moaned, “Ahhhmmm thanks, sir!” Her eyes rolling up into her head as a goofy smile grew on her face. Drool dribbling down her chin as Tisa started losing control of her functions. Her hip drops becoming wild and losing all rhythm as Morgan’s shaft ground against her g-spot or maybe her p-spot; it was getting hard to tell. Tisa’s mind was about to melt until she heard Morgan shout, “Tisa I’m gonna…”

She dropped her hips on Morgan’s meat with a loud slap and buried every inch inside her pussy, screaming, “Dooo iiiitt!!”

“Nhhhggg, fine!” Spat Morgan as he shot a thick load of cum inside his lead hand, bloating her belly within seconds with Morgan’s hot human spunk. It felt amazing and Tisa came immediately, but unlike usual it hit both ends; her cunt squirting as Morgan bloated her and her cock wagged like a dog’s tail, erupting her thick load all over the floor.

The orgasm was so powerful Tisa nearly lost her balance as she tried to get up. Her knees buckling as she fell forward, landing on her hands and feet as Morgan’s cock flopping out of her stuffed cunt. Her cock continuously shooting out roles of ball cream as she trembled. Mouth agape, eyes glazed, and mind a pool of slop; yet she craved more. Tisa just had the hardest orgasm of her life, even better than all the nuts she dumped in the livestock (including the really bitchy ones). And even better than all those weekend masturbation sessions with a stolen pair of Morgan’s underwear. This was something deeper, a primal need to breed and claim her man. Morgan looked like he was about to get off the ground, his pecs were sweaty, his cock freshly slicked with sexual juices, and Tisa’s eyes were fixated on him as she shouted, “Wait!”

Morgan raised an eyebrow, surprised Tisa could still speak. “I’ve still got another hole you can fill.” Tisa pushed up and wobbled back onto her feet as she shouted, “See” spreading her ass cheeks, displaying a tight quivering slightly hairy asshole.

“You sure you’re ready for another round?” asked Morgan.

“Of course sir!” Tisa leaned back over pressing his cock against her asshole, “If you weren’t completely satisfied by my performance I’d be ashamed.” Tisa looked back, her eyes lustful as she slowly took Morgan’s tip inside her.

“So don’t worry boss I’ll be fine…oooonnhhg” Tisa’s eyes went wide her jaw went slack as she drooled.

“Tisa are you okay?” Morgan slowly reached out to Tisa as she turned back muttering, “Yu-yea I... I’m fine i-it’s just…” Tisa’s lips quivered her smile becoming woozy as she continued, “I wuz..n’t ex-pacting my pru-prostate to get tehsseeed su-soooo haaarrdd!”

Morgan looked and Tisa’s had only taken the tip, but already her cock was shooting out ropes of cum like a fountain. Morgan laughed, grabbing Tisa’s thighs lifting her off the ground.

Tisa’s eyes went wide as she screamed, “Morgan! I’m gonna, mmmm!” But Tisa’s little fit was cut short as Morgan pulled her back planting his lips on hers. Tisa’s mind went blank her eyes drooped as her cock kept twitching and spurting out cum with each press of Morgan’s tongue against her own.

Morgan moved his lips back and took strands of spit with him. That drooped down Tisa’s cheek as she muttered, “Nuuuuuhh, moore!” Her eyes desperate as she moaned, unable to stop her constant cock leakage.

“Don’t worry Tisa I’ll give you a lot more, but this time,” Morgan let a few more inches of his meat slide into Tisa’s ass. Her eyes rolling up into her head as her mouth remained agape, begging for more as Morgan continued, “I’m going to spoil you.”

With a quick motion, Morgan literally spun Tisa around, her soft green breasts and cock pressed against his chest as Tisa mewled, “Nhhyyy Muh-morgan I’m gonna!!”

Morgan grabbed hold of Tisa’s ass cheeks, firmly squeezing as he laughed, “I don’t care, do it.” Leaning in to continue his assault of Tisa’s lips. Tisa’s eyes were practically looking inside her skull at his point and her cock was leaking like a broken pipe. Tisa couldn’t tell when the last orgasm started and the new one began, it was all because of her boss.

Tisa groaned as Morgan’s tongue slipped deeper along with his cock. Nooooo, I was supposed to be the one… the one…. Mmmmm. I should’ve just given in ages ago. Though Tisa as her body went limp, her muscles relaxing in Morgan’s tight, but gentle grasp. Her body shivered as she felt his cock bulge her belly and assault her prostate. She’d never cum from three different parts before, but her oozing cunt and stretched asshole felt the need to constantly remind her that Morgan was fucking her brains out; not that Tisa was complaining. This deep anal rutting felt better than anything she’d experienced prior and she desperately needed more of Morgan’s seed inside her.

“Mmmm!” Mewled Tisa as she wrapped her arms around the back of Morgan’s head. Her rather muscles arms locking him in place as her tongue slipped down his throat, asshole tightening around Morgan’s length. He wanted to tell Tisa to stop squeezing his cock so hard, but the current lip lock made it hard for Morgan to do anything, but grunt as Tisa forcefully squeezed his load out.

Each tightening of Tisa’s asshole was accompanied by a rope of cum that coated her underboob and flowed down Morgan’s chest. It was like Tisa was responding to Morgan’s pre-cum with a full ejaculation and It was starting to get hard to hold back for Morgan. His pre-cum was nearly bubbling out of his cock and into Tisa’s tight confines. Her soft cheeks were smothering his cock, squeezing out whatever thick drops of spunk made their way into his urethra. It felt like Tisa’s ass was begging to be filled to the brim.

Morgan lightly bit Tisa’s tongue causing her to groan, eyes rolling around in her socket as his spunk started oozing into her asshole. A disgustingly thick load of fresh human ball slop was flowing directly into Tisa’s lower intestines. Her mind focused on Morgan’s cum as she was taken by Morgan’s embrace. His rough hands pressing her hips directly against his; while Tisa kept holding onto Morgan’s head. Desperate for this orgasm to last even a couple of seconds longer, but Tisa’s body went limp.

Tisa had never felt more exhausted as she fell back onto the cold stone floor. Morgan’s cock flopped out of her now gaping asshole, allowing for a fresh flow of cum to spill out like a waterfall as Tisa laid on her back, trembling, cock still squirting as she slowly panted. Her mind still too addled with pleasure to speak.

Morgan felt similar, his half-hard cock resting against his thigh as he took deep inhales. He’d never rutted so intensely inside anyone, but Tisa changed that with a quick fuck session. Morgan slouched back against the wall body de-tensing as he scratched his belly groaning, “Mmmm, wait what…” Morgan lifted his hand realizing nearly every part of his body below the pecs was coated in a mixture of sexual juices (mostly cum).

“Damn Tisa you really enjoyed yourself.” Morgan exhaled, “I’m going to need a bath.”

Tisa picked herself off the ground and looked back, her eyes going wide as she muttered, “Sorry sir…” crawling over to Morgan. “I’ll clean you up right away!”

“Tisa you don’t have to… oh that feels nice.” Tisa stuck let her long pink tongue fall out of her mouth and she took a long lick along with Morgan’s midsection and lower pecs. Scrapping her fresh seed into her mouth and swallowing with glee.

“Don’t worry Morgan I want to do this.” Purred Tisa before continuing Morgan’s sloppy tongue bath. She didn’t even care that it was mostly her spunk, the light mixture of Morgan’s sweat in the cum was enough incentive to finish her “meal”. Tisa kept her eyes on Morgan’s face, observing each eye twitch and moan as she made her way down to his cock.

A cum caked throbbing pillar of human cock meat, coated in the sweetest seed Tisa had tasted. She eagerly kissed his cock. Lapping him from base to tip, devouring every last drop of cum without sparing more than a second to breathe. The pair just relaxed, enjoying each other; until, they got startled back to awareness.

“Looks like you two had a lot of fun!” Tisa immediately jerked her head around while Morgan’s eyes darted open to seen Tiz standing in her normal royal blue secretary outfit.

“Tiz, when did you get here?” questioned Morgan.

“I’ve been watching for the past ten minutes.” Tiz laughed, “You both didn’t even notice and gave me quite an adorable little show.”

She walked beside Morgan looking down at Tisa with a smug grin, “I guess my plan worked, the boss couldn’t resist taking your v-card after he saw you all tied up.”

Tisa puffed up her cheeks, blushing as she looked away, muttering, “You didn’t need to edge me.”

“Yea, but it made the whole experience waaaay more fun, didn’t it?” Tisa didn’t respond, but Morgan did, “I agree with Tisa but it was sweet Tiz. How you helped Tisa beat her shyness.” Morgan put his hand on Tisa’s head petting her as he responded, “Maybe I should give you similar treatment later?”

Tiz’s eyes went wide before narrowing at Morgan, “Oh boss,” she licked her ruby red painted lips, “I’d love nothing more than to make you even filthier, buuut…” Tiz reached into her blouse pocket.

“I’ve got a letter here for you, from one Lily Hardgrove, is she a relative?” Asked Tiz, handing Morgan the letter as he responded, “My sister and she’s been gone for months with no news. She better have a good excuse for the lack of news.”

Morgan opened the letter and started to read his brow narrowing and frown growing as he absorbed each one of his sister’s words;

Hey big bro it’s me your adorable little sister Lily! By now you’re probably wondering where and what I’m doing, right? Well don’t you worry because I’m fine, I outran my debtors; sorry if you had to deal with any members of the mob while I was away, but I owed significant money to the goblin triad that I wasn’t going to pay off without some extreme business practices. So to that end, I hired an alchemist to help boost milk production. We should be back in the undercity in a month or two, with some new ideas and your reward!

Love your darling little sister, Lily, xoxoxoxo

“That little bitch.” Morgan tore the letter in half, exhaling through his nostrils.

“What does it say, Morgan?” Questioned Tisa, eyes wide.

“My sister in all her wisdom racked up a tonne of debt and odds are she won’t be back for two months. Probably more knowing her…”

Tisa laid down on Morgan’s chest, snuggling up against him as she asked, “What’s the problem it’s not like your bad at running the farm, plus you have Tiz and I, to take care of your needs.”

Tisa reached down and pumped Morgan’s cock as he sighed, “Thanks Tisa, but that’s not the problem. I’m a Nixian mage which means I may be moved by the royal council at any time to oversee imperial matters.”

Tisa and Tiz stared at him blankly as he simplified, “I work for the government and I move a lot. My time in the undercity has been my backed-up vacation time. I’ve got maybe two weeks left.”

“Oooooh,” Nodded Tisa and Tisa before muting, “Awwww.” Their heads hanging low before Tisa asked, “But is there a way you can stay for longer?”

Morgan scratched his chin, his eyes narrowing in contemplation as he muttered, “Weeell, I could get placed here to reinforce the local government in times of great strife,”

Tiz shrugged, “That shouldn’t be too hard, I can break out my crossbow and kill one of the local mob bosses while she eats lunch.”

“Tiz I don’t think that…”

“Trust me, Morgan I’ve thought this over, and it would be super easy too. There is a vantage point on a roof by her favourite restaurant, she’s fat, slow, and…”

Morgan held his hands out, continuing, “Or instead of starting gang wars, I could market myself as an industrialist. The higher-ups love seeing us mages running some sort of industry and they’d probably keep me here for as long as I keep producing.”

“That’s easy boss,” Cheered Tisa, “You basically run the farm already so just take over from your sister.”

Morgan chuckled, “Honestly I wouldn’t mind that, but I’m sure my sister has the deed on her.”

“Nope,” Responded Tisa.

“Wait Tisa how do you know that?” Asked Morgan, slightly confused.

“This building is owned by me and I asked your sister to give me the company shares before she left.” Tiz wobbled out of Morgan’s arms cock slapping his thigh as she spun around and walked over to one of the milk containers.

“Now where did I… Found it!” Tiz pushed one of the empty drums up slightly and pulled out a leather-bound book. Tiz skipped back over bending over and “Here you go Morgan,” I’ve been propping up the wobbly milk tank with this book. It’s the perfect height to stop it from shaking during the milking process, but since you need them to stay the shares should be there beside some old finance work your sister was doing.”

Morgan slowly nodded as he oped the cracked leather-bound ledger. The pages were littered with half-completed budget information, spelling errors and miscalculations. Clearly, this was his sister’s work. Morgan’s eyes poured over the pages, examining the rather impressive levels of mismanagement that occurred; until, on the final page, Morgan found the proof of ownership and corporate copyright papers. He just stared at them intently his pupils fixed to the book for a solid minute as his mind processed how incredibly stupid this was. Morgan placed the ledger beside him, and looked back up to Tisa, about to vent his frustration, but he couldn’t. Seeing her innocent smiling face and dimples dispelled his frustration.

“Haaaa, Tisa,” Morgan held his head down exhaling, “Thank you, I guess I’m sticking around.”

“Yeeeey!” Cheered Tisa hugging Morgan, her face pressed into his stomach as she purred.

Tiz walked forward clearing her throat, “Ahem, while I’m thrilled you’re sticking around boss there is a slight problem.”

Morgan looked up, again confused. He wondered if there was something he failed to consider, maybe an extra layer of ownership was needed for goblin society, “I don’t understand Tiz, what could I possibly be missing?”

Tisa looked up, “I almost forgot, good thinking Tiz.”

Tiz smiled putting her hands on her hips, “It’s why I’m the secretary I need to remember these things.”

“These what?” Questioned Morgan.

“Morgan you’ve barely got any girls in your harem.” Commented Tisa, “But don’t worry I’m sure you’ll find more soon.” Her tone was reassuring like she was trying to console Morgan.

“Why do I need a harem?” Morgan narrowed his eyes, “I don’t have a wife and I’m certainly not royalty or…”

“Stop,” Interjected Tiz, wagging her finger at him, “Listen I don’t know how things are up top, but down here if you are a business owner you’ve got to have at least six wives or people will think your some kind of weirdo.”

“Why six!”

Tisa responded, “Normally you’d only need to take three or maybe two if your not very social, but you’re going to be a boss, Morgan!” Tisa got really close to his face, her expression rather serious as she continued, “You’ve got appearances to keep, I’ve been telling people your sister is just gone for the time being, but if they find out you’re the new owner…” Tisa paused inhaling, “Every gob in tow will w wonder about the successful weirdo that only has two wives. They’ll think you’re a serial killer or worse a tax man!”

Tiz chuckled, “Hell even those groups have at least one gal to speak for.”

“Two?”

“Yea, Tiz and I were are willing to make it official, but alone we are not enough.” Tiz stroked her chin, “I guess Babi might be a good third and might elevate you since he is still technically a man; how scandalous,” giggled Tiz sarcastically, “But other than that…”

Morgan stood stunned as the pair started thinking intensely about this “problem”. Morgan had read that normal goblin relationships were polyamorous, but he somehow missed the part where the most successful goblins need “twenty thousand” wives to be considered socially acceptable.

“Wait before you two continue,” Morgan rubbed the bridge of his nose closing his eyes, “According to your society, I the “Living Storm” a Imperial Mage, am a failure, and degenerate if I don’t leverage my social standing to claim as many women as possible for a massive harem?”

The pair looked at each other blankly before looking back to Morgan, nodding, “Yea boss that’s about it.” Tisa nodded along, “Honestly, you’ll need to keep your formal title a secret until you find ten, maybe twelve wives… plus you might need a girl to cover for me if too many gobs learn what is between my legs.”

Morgan stared forward blankly for a second, the number of potential partners Morgan needed to have doubled after just a few words. Morgan slowly shook his head, How am I to find at minimum one other woman looking to get hitched? Maybe suitors are easy to find in… wait! Morgan’s eyes lit up with inspiration, “Tisa your staying, I could care less what the goblins in this city think of me. However, I do not want my new business to suffer.”

Tisa blushed rubbing her cheeks and smiling while Tiz nodded, “As expected boss, buuuut that does leave a missing member. I could as some of the livestock since I think a few have taken a shine to the big bad wizard.”

“Don’t worry Tiz, we won’t need to “promote” any of the livestock for now.” Morgan shot Tiz a toothy grin “Does it matter where the extra wife comes from?”

Tiz shook her head, “Meh not really, four is a bit low for a man of your stature, but most will look past it since you are new around here.”

Morgan stood up cradling a tiered Tiz in his arms. “Good because I’ve got a familiar.”

“Is that more wizard bullshit?” Questioned Tiz as she walked beside him, hands on her hips.

Morgan nodded, “Yes, but to put it less crudely she is my magical partner and…”

“You fuck don’t you?”

“Only sometimes Tiz, but she’d make a great fourth. We’ve known each other since our days at the academy and if I am to stay here I’ll need to send for her anyways. ” Responded Morgan as he started walking out of the room.

Tiz followed closet behind, “Perfect now we can avoid social suicide, buuuut,” Tiz grabbed Morgan’s balls, licking her painted black lips, “Still got some left for me?”

Morgan laughed, “Of course meet me in the bedroom. Hopefully, Babi will be awake and we’ll be able to continue where we left off.”

Tiz rubbed her hands together, “Wonderful news, I wanna try out my strap-on. I want a chance to fuck that little green slut too!”

The trio shared a laugh while they ascended the stairs. The future looking bright as they prepared for another normal day at Goblin Farms.

Chapter Text

Note: This chapter has some more extreme dirty talk, degradation and kinks. No loving handholding ahead, you have been warned.

Contains: Futa Sub, Musk, Cock Worship, Cock Stepping, Degradation, Edging, Humiliation, Mind Break, Latex, Bondage, Ahegao and Pain

As the week continued the quartet would engage in multiple different sexual plays; most of them involving Babi being bent over in some way. With Tisa doing a lot of stuffing while getting stuffed, but as the day came to an end Tisa felt a need for something more. She approached Morgan with the hopes of trying something out with him she had been too afraid to dip her toes into until she finally confessed to him.

Morgan was intrigued by her little request and had Tiz hook Babi to the milking machine before going back upstairs to handle the clientele. While Tisa was given a final few tasks around the farm, until finally showing up at Morgan’s office before she finished her shift.

Epilogue

Tisa walked into Morgan’s office dressed in her simple yellow dress, ginger hair tied back into a bun as she asked, “You wanted to see me, boss? I was just about to leave for the night, but…”

Morgan was behind his wide dark wood desk, dressed in his purple robes, and the second he acknowledged Tisa’s presence, he shouted, “Shut up.” standing up from behind his desk. His large form looming over Tisa’s small body as he sneered, “Your little nice act isn’t going to fool me anymore goblin.”

Tisa’s eyes went wide, “Morgan I don’t know…”

“Shut up,” Morgan’s scowl tightened on Tisa, his eyes narrowing as his little assistant started sweating her blue eyes looking away as Morgan continued, “Tiz caught you stealing the other day and as proof, I found some of my coins in your locker after you left the other day.

Tisa took a step back, “Morgan I can explain I…” as Tisa started rambling she felt a magic force bring her down to her knees. She looked up body trembling as Morgan’s hand glowed a pale blue, “The time for explanations is over gutter slut. Now it’s time for punishment.” Tisa felt the magical force slightly lift from her body as she muttered, “Muh-Morgan I can’t…”

“Hush, just obey like a good little goblin.” Morgan walked out from behind his desk and stood directly in front of her, “Now strip, I’ve given you enough mobility to do that much.”

Slowly Tisa stripped down throwing her yellow dress to the floor, she still kept a sense of shame. Tightly squeezing her legs together and covering her perky breasts with her hands. “Oh, the gutter trash still has some shame?” Taunted Morgan, “You’re not allowed to cover up cunt, spread em.”

Tisa’s lips quivered as she slowly spread her legs and revealed her perky breasts, both nipples puffy and hard, but her cock was even harder. Her swollen green member slapped against her chest throbbing as Morgan laughed, “How pathetic, did my beratement actually turn you on?”

“No… I nyygghhh!” Morgan pressed his foot down on Tisa’s cock, luckily he wasn’t wearing shoe’s but Tisa still felt the full force of his rough foot on her sensitive cock. She felt jolts of pain and pleasure shoot up her spine. So many different sensation mixes reduced Tisa to a drooling mess as she lost control of her self groaning, “Hyaaaanngg!” Her pupils dilating as her jaw hung open in pleasure.

“What a pathetic bitch.” Teased Morgan, placing more of his weight on Tisa’s cock. “Do you have anything to say for yourself?”

Tisa’s eyes rolled up into her head as she snorted, “I’m gonna, nyyhhh, cuh-cum!”

Morgan laughed, “Oh no you don’t!” and with a simple arcane word, he caused a black, palm-sized heart symbol to appear over Tisa’s belly button. It felt ticklish for a second, but for some reason, Tisa couldn’t cum?

Panic started to set in as Tisa mewled, “Nyhhooo, whu-why issshh!” Tisa drooled, her green nipples hardening as her impending nut was placed torturously on the edge.

“Do you like my spell, slut?” Sarcastically questioned Morgan, his foot edging Tisa over, but never allowing more than a drop of pre-cum to ooze from her throbbing cock. “It’s a control symbol and only the weakest people are subject to its charms.”

Morgan shrugged, shaking his head, “But I guess it was to be expected considering how pathetic you are.” Morgan leaned over, a big grin creeping across his face as he whispered, “However now you’re not allowed to cum without my permission and the best part about the spell is it’s permanent.”

Tisa’s eyes went wide as she sputtered, “Pwee-man-ent?!”

“Yes, you stupid green slut, permanent, and I’m not going to let you cum until you’re begging to be my slave.”

Tisa shook her head, drooling, “I don’t wanna be swwaavvvee!” But before she could finish Morgan pressed down harder, “I guess you don’t want to cum then?” Tisa’s panting got louder, her expression sloppier as Morgan continued, “You’ll spend the rest of your life on the edge of cuming, but,” Morgan snapped his fingers and his robes flew off him, exposing his tightly muscled frame and throbbing hard human dick.

“If you do give in I’ll let you cum.” Morgan stroked his fat cock, leaning forward so his cock tip was only a couple inches from Tisa’s face as he teased, “I can see it in your eyes, Tisa, you want to submit don’t you?”

It was true, being on edge for a mere minute was enough to corrode Tisa’s willpower. Her mind was being boiled from waves of constant pleasure, idea’s of independence and self-respect buried by an overwhelming desire to cum. Each breath Tisa took flooded her mind with Morgan’s heavy musk; he smelled just like the milking room and her eyes twitched as she huffed.

“Oh, sorry slut,” Morgan took a few pumps of his cock with one hand keeping the other on his thigh, “I’ve spent the entire day stuffing the other livestock, so I might smell a little sweaty. Does it bother you?”

The sweat scent had done its work on Tisa’s mind, turning her thoughts to mush as she sputtered, “Nhhhoo.” Ropes of drool dripping down her chin with each spat vowel.

“Ha, so pathetic.” Morgan lifted his foot off Tisa’s cock and her meat flopped back hitting her chest as it pulsed and leaked. Tisa looked at Morgan confused and frustrated before he said, “It seems like you don’t want to be my slave, so I’ll just leave you on the edge for the rest of your life. Fair punishment for thieving…”

“No!” Tisa fell to her hands and feet grabbing Morgan’s ankles while she looked up. Face a desperate ahegao, “Please make me your slave, master! You’re right, I’m a desperate little goblin bitch and I need your big human dick!”

Tisa panted, tongue rolling out of her mouth and she crawled up to her feet, sitting in a begging position as she mewled, “I’ll do anything for you master, gargle your godly cock, kiss your dirty asshole, and I’ll even drink your piss!”

Tisa hooked the corners of her mouth, “Just dump whatever fluids you want down my throat mashhtteerr!” Morgan looked down, his disgust evident as he spat in Tisa’s mouth.

“Uhhggg Pathetic, I shouldn’t bother keeping you.” Morgan reached down, grabbing Tisa’s face with one hand, squishing her cheeks together as she drooled, “Nhhgg, thankies masshtter…”

“However, you’re disgusting enough to serve as a sex toy.” Morgan grabbed the sides of Tisa’s hair and pressed his cock head against her open mouth, forcefully inserting the tip as he spat, “If you manage to milk me with your throat I might consider keeping you.”

Without Morgan’s command, Tisa dove down on his meat, taking the majority of his length down her throat. Morgan’s massive meat created a visible throat bulge as his pillar slid down into her gulled, causing Tisa to spit up saliva from the corner of her mouth with each guttural gag. “Disgusting gobbo slut!” Morgan slapped the side of Tisa’s face causing her eyes to roll up, “Don’t pass out on me so quickly start sucking!”

Tisa gurgled something unintelligible but started bobbing her head up and down on Morgan’s meat; mouth never leaving his cock as she painted its length with saliva. Her cock throbbing beneath Morgan’s leaking out a constant stream of pre-cum as her denial fueled her suck job. Tisa’s thick green lips extending as she kept a slick, sloppy seal on her master cock, caking his meat with ropes of spit. Painted on Morgan’s cock with each kiss Tisa made on the base of his cock. “Come on bitch,” spat Morgan as his hand glowed blue, “I expect you to go faster!”

A blue light enveloped Tisa’s head as Morgan let go with his hands, but tightened his grip magically. Morgan’s telekinesis moved Tisa’s head up and down on his dick, even as her body felt weak and her eyes glazed over. Morgan didn’t spare her more than a second to breathe, his cock was the only thing she’d inhale until she managed to milk his dick because to him Tisa was his toy.

“You disgusting goblin sow.” Morgan slapped the side of Tisa’s face, causing her throat to tighten and her eyes to refocus on him. “I should keep you on edge longer, buuuut…” Morgan magically forced Tisa’s lips to the base of his cock, creating a cacophony of gutter gargles as she desperately snorted musk filled air. Morgan laughed, “You look so desperate, maybe I’ll let you…”

Morgan was artificially stretching the moment out, letting his musk seep into Tisa’s mind with each letter spoken, killing several dozen brain cells until he finally said, “Cum.”

Tisa’s eyes went crossed as she felt Morgan’s load blow into her stomach. A thick acrid load of human ball spunk that was closer to molasses than seed. It tasted incredible and Tisa couldn’t help but drink up every last drop, but she had limited capacity. Tisa bloated quickly and as cum spilled out of the sides of her cheeks and nose, her cock spewed forth a nasty goblin load, all over her master’s feet. It was incredible her mind went completely blank and Tisa wasn’t sure if she’d ever been able to collect her thoughts again, but...

Morgan ripped his dick out of Tisa’s throat, leaving it a cream-coated mess as he sneered, “Uhhgg, disgusting little slut.” Morgan slapped Tisa’s face with his spit-slicked meat, sending her to her knees. “You got cum all over me!” Tisa looked down at Morgan’s feet where globs of her disgustingly thick goblin ball slop had landed. “Start cleaning cunt while I think of an appropriate punishment for you.”

Tisa yelped “Ahhnngg, yes master!” as she dove her lips to his feet, greedily slurping up her disgusting cum from Morgan’s feet. Her master’s cleanliness was more important than any notions of dignity. Tisa knew she was her master’s pathetic little goblin piggy and prayed she could clean him well enough to deserve praise.

“Well, that is one-foot clean, slave.” Morgan lifted his spit-shined foot off the ground and stepped on Tisa’s back, pressing her head closer to his feet and her tits harder onto the ground. “Now hurry up, I’ve thought of a proper punishment for you.”

Tisa hurried, her long pink tongue scraping the last of her ball slop into her gullet before she mewled, “Please punish me, master! I was stupid to dirty your feet during my reward…” Tisa kissed Morgan’s feet as he scoffed, “Hmmph, well at least you understand your place.”

Morgan summoned a glass ball filled with a blackish ooze, “Since you’re such a lowly creature you should have a matching uniform.” Morgan inhaled and spoke a strangle line of arcane words that dimed the light in the room before taking effect. Tisa was confused when nothing appeared to happen, but that perception quickly changed.

A black tar-like pool appeared bellow Tisa, but she didn’t sink inside it. Instead, the thick liquid ran up her legs, hips and ended its journey at her neck. “Master I.. ahhhkkk!” Tisa felt the air leave her lungs as the squeezing started. The liquid wriggled its way into all her nooks and cranny’s squeezing her as Morgan taunted, “Don’t worry Tisa you’ll be fine,” Morgan slapped his filthy cum coated cock across her face, “Just inhale your master’s musk while your body submits along with your mind, okay?”

Morgan’s voice sounded sarcastic, but the sweet smell of sweat and cum filled Tisa’s nostrils edging out a, “Yes master,” before she started obediently licking the underside of her master’s cock. Taking deep inhales as the latex did its work on her body until finally receding and leaving Tisa with a new look.

The majority of Tisa’s body was covered by a substance that looked suspiciously familiar to latex but felt a great deal cooler. It covered her feet going all the way to her upper thighs squeezing her flesh tightly, creating a little upper thigh muffin top. Tisa’s arms had long tight sleeves to match her legs, which ended at her upper triceps. Her body was covered in a corset that perked up her swelled breasts and showed off the toned muscle definition of her hips and stomach; while leaving both her drooling holes and cock on display. Tisa’s long ginger hair ran down her back, completely messed by the procedure, and around her next was a tight black collar and a tag that read “Gobbo Piggy”.

Tisa read the collar looking up at Morgan drooling as she trembled before her master. “Oh, I almost forgot.” Morgan snapped his fingers and Tisa felt something run up the back of her head before hooking the back of her nose, “Buuiiggg!” Groaned Tisa as she snorted rubbing her new pig nose, her cock throbbing and leaking pre-cum as Morgan’s cock slapped her face.

“You disgust me. Your actually enjoying being reduced to a piggy sex sleeve.” Morgan snapped his fingers again and the latex around Tisa’s hands and feet expanded into tight balls causing her to fall onto all fours. Then the latex on her forearms and biceps fused, the same with the latex on her thighs and calves, forcing her to onto her knees and elbows as the final touch formed. A set of pig hooves grew in on Tisa’s knees and elbows as Morgan continued, “But at least you look like a proper pig now, how does it feel?”

Tisa looked up, her body trembling as she mewled, “Thank yoooouuu!” Her eyes alight as she drooled out more sloppy words, “I’m proud to be your piggy, master! I’ve never wanted anything more.” Tisa wobbled forward slightly, her fat dark green cheeks clapping as she kissed Morgan’s feet, “Mmmmph! Please let your filthy piggy serve you, I’m desperate for cock, master!” Morgan laughed stepping over Tisa and walking behind his desk.

His grin locking with his new pig’s confused face as he taunted, “Alright slave you can have a taste, but you’ll have to crawl all the way to me.”

“Oooiink!” Moaned Tisa as she started wobbling towards Morgan, her little hooved feet were slow and to make matters worse she was just short enough for her hard cock head to scrap against the carpet. With each gruelling step, her nipples hardened and her cock head leaked a snail trail of pre-cum on the carpet behind her. The near-constant pleasure slowed her advance and thanks to her master’s magic she had no hope of cuming until she reached his cock.

“Hyyhhaaa,” mewled Tisa as she finally reached Morgan’s feet, her mind hazy and body shivering she begged, “Up, master up!” Like a whiny child, as she slowly picked herself up and leaned against Morgan’s legs.

“Such a pathetic little piggy.” Spat Morgan and Tisa nodded along agreeing with her master with animalistic desperation. “I did promise you a reward if you could make it to me.”

With a hand wave, Tisa’s body was surrounded by a familiar blue light that floated her upwards to Morgan’s lap. “Such a pathetic leaky cock.” Morgan slapped his meat against Tisa’s, pressing her cock back against her corset. “Good thing you’ll never use it again piggy.”

“Oiiink! Hyhhaaa!” Tisa’s tongue drooled out of her mouth as she nodded in agreement.

“Good piggy, but before you get your reward I’m going to test a little supplement on you.” Morgan reached into his desk draw and pulled out a long, smooth silver case, “When I’m not using you as a cock sock I fully expect you to make me money and to fulfil that end.” Morgan opened the case and pulled out a small syringe, filled with a strange green liquid.

Morgan chuckled, “This should feel great.” before he injected the needle into Tisa’s right nipple. She could see the fluid flow inside her causing her veins to glow a light green as she felt a jolt of pleasure, “Nhhhyyaaaa!” Cried Tisa arching her back as she stared at the ceiling, petrified by the intense feeling of pleasure that wracked her body. Even the subtle throbbing of her master’s cock against hers was enough to bring her to orgasm; if she could cum.

“Looks like your having fun piggy but more importantly,” Morgan reached out and grabbed Tisa’s breasts, his fingers sink into her fat tit flesh, coaxing out a fresh stream of breast milk. “Whu- I nuht, nhhhyyyyyggg!” Tisa’s clenched her teeth as Morgan pressed his lips against her gradually swelling breasts, sucking the sweet milk from one tit as the other sprayed a stream onto the floor. Tisa’s mind was struggling to stay conscious as every second she was assaulted by increasingly intense pleasure waves; until Morgan pulled his head back burping, “Buurraahhggg, didn’t know pigs could make such sweet milk.” Morgan licked his lips, smiling, “I know you’re too stupid to understand piggy, but thanks to my new liquid Vita moss, gobbo milk production will triple.”

Morgan tightened his grip on Tisa’s tits asking, “Doesn’t that sound great, piggy?”

On some level, Tisa knew these questions were just to humiliate her, but she still squealed, “Yuuuuussshh, muuuuurre milkieees!”

“Good piggy,” Teased Morgan as he lifted Tisa and spun her around magically, causing her to squeal as Morgan pressed his cock head against her asshole. “Surprised you’re still tight.” Morgan’s eyes glowed a deep blue, “I’m going to push a lot harder then!” Tisa felt an incredible force on her body and then she felt Morgan’s cock impale her. Thrusting its way into her stomach, creating a clear cock outline in her belly as Morgan had his way with the deepest parts of her body.

Tisa’s eyes were fluttering, heart-pounding, cock throbbing and cunt drooling as Morgan shoved his cock to the base in under a second. She could feel every inch of her master stretching her anal walls and her prostate was on fire, but no orgasm came to release her; a new torturous normal Tisa was slowly learning to love. “Maaasshhteer!” Screamed Tisa as she felt Morgan move her body like a sex toy, bouncing her entire mass up and down on his cock while he relaxed in his chair. Softly groaning as Tisa became an even sloppier mess.

“I bet you wanted me to catch you thieving piggy.” Morgan flicked his hand down forcing Tisa down onto the base of his cock as he continued, “I think you secretly hoped I’d turn you into a sex slave.”

Tisa’s eyes rolled up into her head as she nodded erratically, her cock shaking and leaking pre-cum all over the floor. Morgan chuckled, “That’s good because you’re going to spend the rest of your life as my cock sock and when I’m done with you I’ll toss you onto the milking racks for hours at a time.” Tisa’s holes tightened her tits leaking milk as she imaged spending the rest of her life like this. An edged futa slut being forcefully milked, while never getting to orgasm. Her every day filled with the orgasmic cries of her fellow livestock while she could only watch and drool. Tisa screamed, “Buuiiiiii!” her hooked nose flaring as she made a snorted inhale.

“Disgusting piggy,” Morgan grabbed Tisa’s tits, pinching her nipples between his middle fingers as milk ran down their length. Flowing freely as Morgan coaxed it out of her with each grind into her asshole. “I should keep you on the edge forever and let you become the stupidest pig on the farm.”

Tisa kept nodded, not understand her master’s words, but instinctively agreeing with them nonetheless. Tisa belongs to master, master knows best, Tisa must agree with master or Tisa will never CUM! Thought Tisa her mind being broken by Morgan’s cum control, but luckily her master pitties small animals.

“However, you’ve stayed tight all day and deserve a little reward.” Morgan bucked his hips slightly and muttered an arcane incantation that caused his cock to swell up nearly fifty percent. And this dramatic increase in size pressed directly against Tisa’s prostate causing her mind to go completely blank as all thought was replaced by an intense shock of pleasure that threatened to break Tisa’s mind if Morgan didn’t whisper, “You may cum slave…”

Along with Morgan’s sweet words of relief came his thick load. A yogurt-like geyser that coaxed Tisa’s broken anal cavity. The sweet feeling of her master’s spunk filled her insides to the brim and pushed her over the edge. Tisa’s cock shot out cum like a hose, coating the floor beneath as her cunt squirted all over Morgan’s crotch; it almost looked like she pissed herself and it wasn’t over. Tisa’s belly was bloated to pregnancy levels as Morgan’s cock magically pumped litres of spunk into his new sex toy’s empty anal cavity. Now filled to burst with thick wizard ball slop.

“You filthy little slut I should make you lick the floor clean again.” Sighed Morgan as the blue magic aura faded from around Tisa’s body, letting her rest limply on his chest. Morgan followed behind relaxing his body; his cock still firmly buried inside Tisa’s asshole, bulging her stomach. However, the heart tattoo and latex bondage faded shortly after, leaving Tisa looking mostly normal, but still cum bloated.
Tisa’s looked about six months pregnant and the head of Morgan’s cock could still be seen outlining her midsection. “Haaaaa, not bad Tisa you sure are durable.” sighed Morgan as he continued, “I was sure I was going too hard on you, but you kept cuming and begging for more. Plus you managed to milk a thick one out of me.”

Tisa groaned her eyes fluttering open as Morgan continued, “But how about you; how’d it feel getting the “Babi” treatment?”

Tisa was about to speak, but before she could spit out the first word, she spat up a bit of ball cream, groaning, “Uhhhhgggg, I wanna keep going, but I feel like I’ll die if you start pounding again.”

“Awww, there, there,” Morgan rubbed Tisa’s distended belly, “I’ll prepare a spell to help you withstand harder fuck sessions in the future, sound good?”

Tisa leaned back, her long hair and sweat back pressing against Morgan’s chest as she moaned, “Ahhhh, yea…” She reached down to Morgan’s hand still on her belly and intertwined it with his, “But if you keep doing this to me I’m going to get addicted, mmmm.”

A few ropes of cum shot out of Tisa’s cock as bit her lip. The sex was incredible, but the pregnant look gave Tisa all kinds of ideas as she rubbed her belly; however, Tisa’s mind was still partially engulfed by pleasure as she continued, “I don’t think I’ve ever cum this hard or this much.”

Morgan chuckled, “A side effect of the love charm, you’ll be fine after a little nap.” His hands joining Tisa’s as he rubbed her belly. Morgan could feel Tisa’s body tremble as his cock began to go soft.

Tisa slowly closed her eyes muttering, “I think I’ll take you up on that massiieerr…..”

“Tisa?” Asked Morgan, but as quickly as he asked Tisa fell asleep in his arms; an impressive feat considering his meat was buried inside her. Morgan sighed and slowly pulled Tisa off his cock, causing her to moan softly, but not to wake as he carefully placed her back on the seat while he contemplated what to do next.

However before Morgan could get anything started he heard a knock on his door and Tiz’s voice, “Hey boss.” Morgan turned to the door and saw Tiz step in wearing her secretary royal blue pencil skirt and blouse, “We’ve got some… oh my.” Tiz covered her mouth as a smirk crawled across her face, “I’m surprised Morgan, who knew you were such a pervert.”

Morgan scratched behind his head, “Ah well… it was her idea.”

Tiz walked up to Morgan, eyes narrowing lustfully as she licked her lips, “I’d loooove to know more about Tisa’s idea, but we’ve got some unpleasant company.”

Morgan rolled his eyes, “It better not be Ma’s boys again because if they try to get protection money out of us one more time I’ll…”

Tiz shook her head, “No boss these gals a little more high class than those street thugs and she mentioned she knows you?” Tiz elbowed Morgan’s bare thigh, “And here you told me you never rubbed elbows with the criminal types.”

“I don’t,” Morgan waved his hands and his robes floated off the floor and wrapped around his body, “But I’ll take care of this Tiz, just get Tisa into the spare bed and I’ll see what this “classy thug” wants.”

Tiz walked over to Tisa and slowly started lifting her off the chair as she muttered, “Yes boss and damn you filled her with an entire week worth of ball slop didn’t you?”

“Again it was her idea,” Muttered Morgan, “Straightening out his clothing as Tiz rolled her eyes, “Of course it was boss and you were helpless as you held her down and filled her up, hehehe.”

Morgan shrugged, responding “I never said I didn’t enjoy myself.” as he left the room. Both concerned and curious at what might be waiting for him outside his new farm.

-End-