The Great Goblin Hunt

Gather round, my children, and listen to my tale. I am Stoy, the storyteller. Normally, I am a spinner of yarns, a teller of tales. I retell stories from long ago, passed down from storyteller to storyteller. This tale of woe, however, is not a story that I’ve heard and am repeating, nor am I taking any literary license. This is a tale that I witnessed with my own eyes. A tale of a fearsome creature. No, not a troll, or an orc, or anything fearsome like that. This is the telling of …

“The Great Goblin Hunt”

Chapter One

Over the past year or so, the small village of Abatha was having a problem. Women were being taken from their homes, their families, their lives. These women were assaulted and raped. I guess I can’t use the term ‘rape’ literally. These women all said that they willing participants in their dalliances, but, under what emotional and chemical influences, remains to be seen.

The problem, in a nutshell, are the goblins. Truly, not much is known about the goblins. We do know that the goblins are an ‘all male’ race. It’s not clear why the creator would design a race that couldn’t procreate. Maybe that was by design. It is said that, back in the time of their creation, due to their horrible visages and terrible temperament, the goddess had pity on them and gave them magical powers to make up for their appearance.

It is said that the goddess gave them a magical smell, an aroma of amour. It is said that this power only works on the female human, but, that it is strong. Stronger than any spell. Stronger than any steel. Stronger and any will. Back in the day, a goblin infestation would spell disaster for the women of childbearing age in the village. A goblin would appear before them and, before anything could be done, the woman would completely enthralled by the beast. She would agree with anything the goblin asked of her.

What the goblin would want, was her body. Impregnating her and taking her away was the only way to keep the goblins alive. Nobody knows what happens to the girls at the goblin encampment. None have ever returned to tell the tale. The villagers of old begged and pleaded to the goddess for help. She answered their pleas with a pendant. This blessed piece of brass would keep the goblin away and at bay, so long as the woman wore it.

The local blacksmith set out to fabricate as many of these pendants as possible. They were then blessed by the goddess and distributed to the women of the village. These women were pleased to have this protection. After a while, it is said, that the goblins, unable to mate with any of the village beauties, moved on. The blacksmith made sure to send copies of the pendant to nearby villages so that they could protect their maidens from this scourge. In time, wearing the pendant became an everyday ritual. For it to be successful, the pendant must never be removed. If removed for more than and instant, the young lady would be at the mercy of the goblin and his chemical charms.

These stories traveled from village to village, acting as a warning. For a while, it seemed to work and people became complacent in their anti goblin ritual. The goblins, in the meantime, sat back and waited, waited for the humans to drop their guard, to become ripe again for goblin supremacy.

One such village is Aabatha. The people there were so confident in their fighters and weapons, that they didn’t put any priority on the anti goblin ritual. This is what the goblins had been waiting for. It started again. By night, a young maiden would fall asleep without her charm. The goblin would appear and enthrall her. He would have his way with her and implant a goblin seed in the young woman’s womb. By morning, everyone would know, because the young woman would appear to be fully involved, months advanced in her pregnancy, seemingly ready to drop at any second.

This was not the case. The young woman would be in that state for weeks. The longer the woman was pregnant, the more the goblin D.N.A. would affect her. Her skin would get a greenish tint, her ears would elongate and her belly would harden and set. By this time, it is feared that there was no escape from the goblin life. At a certain point in the pregnancy, the young woman would just walk into the forest, never to be seen again.

The fighters would try to follow to get an idea of the location of the goblin camp, but the girls would just disappear, without a trace. It seemed all was lost. The search team was out for weeks hunting the goblins and their camp, looking for any sign of these women. The teams were all male, except for one member. Llianna was the best tracker in the village. She knew she was safe on the hunt as long as she wore her pendant. The team had just returned from a week long hunt. They were told that three more women had been impregnated while they were gone, including Llianna’s younger sister, Pilan.

Llianna was incensed. She demanded to know how this could have happened to Pilan. She found out that Pilan had taken her pendant off to bathe and the goblin was waiting for her in her room upon her return. As soon as she entered her bedroom, she smell the musky smell of the goblin. She tried tp reach across the bed for her pendant, but the goblin grabbed her from behind. To hear the girl tell it, the goblin pulled her into an embrace. She felt his leathery hands on her hips as he grabbed her and pulled her tight. As he wrapped his arms around her, she could feel his big cock snuggling in between her ass cheeks. All she heard was his gravely, raspy voice.

“Breathe.” Was all he said.

Instinctively, she did what he instructed. At the first inhale, she knew she’d made a big mistake. At first, Pilan was revolted by this creature holding her, but, within seconds, her feelings began to change. As his musky, putrid smell entered her nose, it started to affect her. The deeper into her lungs it got, the sweeter it became. Her tight muscles started to loosen, her nipples started getting hard and her pussy…well, it just opened up like a flower.

As she breathed in more of the goblins musky smell, her feelings started to turn to that of passion. It had already started to taint her thinking. As she retold the story to the midwife, the harder the goblins cock got, the harder her nipples got. He started massaging her hard nipples with his long, leathery fingers. Before long, she couldn’t help herself. She dropped to her knees and started to suck his hard dick. Having just turned 19 years and having been overprotected by her sister, she had never even seen a hard cock before, but, somehow, she knew she just had to have it.

She took his throbbing knob in her mouth and licked it. As she licked the precum off his hard member, her fate was sealed. He pushed her away and back onto the bed. He grabbed her legs and pulled her ass up in the air. He smacked her ass hard, leaving red marks in his wake. She said that it excited her and she wanted more.

He then lowered her legs and spread them apart. At this point, she would allow him to do anything he wanted. She just knew she had to have that cock inside her. Her juices were flowing freely as he placed the head of his cock at her entrance. His smell acting like an aphrodisiac was more for the human woman’s protection than his. His cock was huge. For their fairly diminutive stature, goblins have abnormally large cocks. They are rough and leathery, just like the rest of their bodies. Without the added lubrication, they would tear a human pussy up. As it was, though, hers welcomed him in.

He shoved himself into her in one motion, sending this poor maiden into a euphoric trance. He started to pump in and out of her at a frenetic pace. He wasn’t in this for the pleasure, which he got plenty of. He had one objective. That was to spill his load inside this human so that he could add to his brood. To him, she was just another walking, talking incubator for his progeny.

The woman, however, was getting plenty out of it. After cumming hard several times, this scent drugged young woman was begging for him to dump his load inside her. She was, not only, satisfied to be relegated to human cum dumpster status, she was begging for it. To her, it may have felt like love, but, in reality, it was a chemically induced dependency on his seed. She not only, wanted it, she needed it. And she needed it badly.

The goblin felt his orgasm building deep inside him. He started making long strokes inside her waiting womb. She knew that she was about to be inseminated and couldn’t be happier about it. In fact, she wantonly begged him for his full load. She couldn’t wait to feel the heat of his cum spreading through her insides like a virus.

He finally shoved himself fully inside her drenched pussy and his cock started to expand. She instinctively wrapped her legs around his hips to hold him in place. She didn’t want to lose a drop of his precious seed. As ropes of cum started to spread through her pussy and into her womb, she got to feel euphoria of the heat she had been yearning for.

He came for what seemed like minutes, filling her to nearly bursting. She could feel the overflow seeping out of her between his cock and her pussy walls, It dripped down her ass crack and onto the mattress. When he finally finished, he pushed himself up and bit one of her nipples. She felt the pain, but it was more like pleasure. She felt one of his sharp teeth, pierce the completely through her tender nipple. The pain was incredible...incredibly good. He reached into a bag that was tied around his waste and pulled a long, thin piece of bone from it. He pushed the piece of bone through the puncture in her nipple and completely through it. More exquisite pain, just added to her enjoyment. Pilan looked lovingly at the new ornamentation in her nipple as the goblin said one word.

“Wife.” And then he was gone.

The midwife said that, as Pilan related the story to her, the young girls eyes glazed over with this far away look. The doula had seen this look many times before. It was the look of mad, passionate love. At least, that is what the victim feels. Between this chemically induced look of love and the fully grown belly on the girl, the midwife knew that there was no saving her from the inevitable trip into the forest.

Not being able to stand it any longer, Llianna ran to her family home. Their parents long since dead, it was only Llianna and her sister. This was a devastating blow to the tracker. She found her sister in her room, on her bed. The young girl was lying on her be, naked, admiring and carresing her bare distended tummy. She was so enthralled with her new addition that she didn’t even notice the older sister enter the room.

“Pilan!” Llianna started. “My sister. I just heard. I’m so sorry.”

“Sorry for what?” the younger girl asked dreamily.

“I’m sorry that I wasn’t here to protect you.” The older girl stated.

Again, almost in a daze, the younger girl asks. “Protect me from what, sister?”

“From the goblin.” Llianna shrieks.

“Protect me from my husband?” Pilan asks. “Why would you have to do that? He loves me.”

Dumbfounded, Llianna doesn’t know what to say. She just gets angry. “That monster is not your husband.”

“Oh, but he is, my sister.” She rubs her rounded stomach. “I carry his progeny. In a few short weeks, I will add to his brood and be with him forever.” With that, Pilan reached up to adore the thin bone sticking through her nipple. “See what he gave me?”

This hit Llianna like a giant tree falling on her. As tough as she was, tears welled up in her eyes. She looked at her younger sister, caressing her midsection as one would cuddle a child, her eyes not leaving her newfound bump. Llianna could tell that the damage was done, and, was very likely irreversible.

The goblin inside her had taken hold. It was affecting her from the inside. The more the aroma of amour strengthened in the goblin she was carrying, the more ensconced in the goblins she became. She couldn’t wait to join the goblins and fulfill her role as a goblin wife.

Over the next few weeks, there were great changes in Pilan and the other girls that had been taken by the goblins. Their skin tone started to change. It started to take on a greener hue. Their skin started to toughen and become more leathery. Their boobs grew by leaps and bounds to accommodate the milk they would have.

And their libidos. Their pussies needed constant attention. The goblins inside them were affecting them all the time. If they were not pleasuring themselves, they had some of the local boys doing it for them. The further along they got, the louder the moans emanating from their huts.

In a few weeks time, each of the girls made their ways into the dark forest. There was no stopping them. They had to be with their husbands. They had to give birth to their children. As Pilan made her way into the forest, she was completely and irreversibly taken over by the goblin inside her. As she walked peacefully and naked into the forest, the tracker followed her as far as she could. The younger girl disappeared behind a large tree but didn’t emerge on the other side. She was just gone. Llianna knew that she had to do something to conquer this threat. But what?

That night, Llianna let her grief out via the overuse of mead and men. Very early the next morning, Llianna staggered out of the tavern, pissed to the gills. She staggered down the rough hewn street toward her house. She was carrying the last tankard she’d drunk from as she made her way home.

Within sight of her house, she stopped and looked out toward the forest. A tear came to her eye. She turned and started to walk toward the thick woods. As she walked into the heavy timber, the tree canopy started to blot out the light from the full moon above. She eventually made her way to the very tree that she last saw Pilan by. She looked at the tree.

“Gods damn tree.”

She threw the tankard at the tree and screamed into the dark. “Gods damn you, goblin. Damn you.” She stumbled toward the tree, screaming at it because nobody and nothing else was around.

“You wanna fuck, mother fucker? Why pick on a naïve young girl? Come on out and fuck me, if you can.” She ripped the anti goblin medallion from around her neck and threw it deeper into the woods. “There, you stupid son of a goblin bitch.” She listened for a second. “Come on. I have no protection. Come out here and fuck me, if you think you can. You stupid goblin mother fucker.”

In her mead induced stupor, she turned and leaned against the tree. She sunk down to a seated position with her teary eyed head in her hands. She sat there crying for a minute when she heard the voice. It was deep and gravely.

“You..want..fuck?” it asked. She looked around. “I…give you…fuck.” It said again.

She tried to stand but her legs were like wet noodles. Suddenly, it dawned on her. Her defensive position was…less than ideal. Again, she tried to stand when she felt it. A tremendous slap across her face.

She felt her body reel as she went sprawling to the ground. She looked up to see what it was. She felt another slap across her face. Even harder this time. She was trying to push herself up when she felt something lift her loin cloth and wallop her left ass cheek, pushing her back down.

She rolled over, just in time to feel something sit on her belly. She looked up into the goblins leathery face. He smiled at her.

“I…give…you…fuck.” He said.

With that, he grabbed her tits trough her leather top. Instinctively, she grabbed him by the neck and threw him off of her. Again, she tried to stand. He was back on her and gabbed her legs. She flailed her legs, trying to make him release them. He was stronger than he looked. He used her legs to flip he back onto her belly. With her leather loin cloth still up, he smacked her ass cheeks again, leaving red welts on them.

She rolled over and kicked him away again. She was able to get to her knees this time before he was back on her. He came up behind her and grabbed her around the chest under her arms. He pulled her tight against him.

“Breathe.” He said in his gravely, monosyllabic voice. “Breathe.”

She knew better. She tried to hold her breath. He squeezed her chest to force her to exhale. Now, she had even less oxygen in her lungs. She held out as long as she could. She tried to stand but the goblin had better leverage than she did. She tried to roll out of his arms, but she was just too weak.

Finally, the goblin leaned over her shoulder again.

“Breathe.” He rasped.

She couldn’t help herself. Her spent lungs forced her to inhale. She got a big whiff of his musky smell. In a last ditch effort, she threw herself forward, launching the goblin over her shoulders and onto his back in front of her. This was her chance. She tried to stand. The response from her sex was almost more than she could stand. She fell forward, onto the prone goblin.

She was laying on his legs, mere inches away from the biggest dick she’d ever seen. She gasped at the sight. As she gasped, she inhaled more of the goblins smell. She felt her nipples harden against the cold ground and her pussy get even wetter. Her first thought was that she needed that member. She needed it in her mouth. She needed it in her pussy. She just needed it. She shook her head. She knew it wasn’t real. She tried to push herself off but the goblin had other ideas. He grabbed her head and pulled it closer to his cock. She could smell the dried cum and pussy juice on him. Ordinarily, this would be a huge turn off, but, for some reason, she just couldn’t help herself.

She took the head of his cock into her mouth. She could barely fit he mouth over the tip of his knob. Once she got her mouth around it, she pushed herself down, taking him as deeply into her throat as she could. Now, unlike her sister, this is not the first cock she had sucked. She knew what she was doing. She pulled her mouth off his dong and ran her tongue around the bulbous head. She saw a drop of precum ooze from the tip. She knew, in her heart, that she shouldn’t, but she put her tongue on the cum and sucked it down. It tasted like shit, but, to her, it was the best taste ever. She had to have more.

She got to her knees and grabbed the goblin under his ass, lifting him up. She put her mouth over his cock again and pushed him even further down her throat. The coarse, leathery skin of his cock scratched her throat. It was painful, but there was enjoyment in the pain. The goblin was enjoying this humans touch, but, he knew he wasn’t there for a blowjob. He pushed her hands aside, releasing himself from her grasp. He pushed her back up to a kneeling position and then stood in front of her. She was in a daze.

He pushed her backward so that she was lying on the cold forest floor. The bed of leaves beneath her was fairly soft, but she didn’t care. She was too concentrated on his cock. She needed more of it.

He stood before her and kicked her legs to the side, spreading them nicely. She let him ,at this point. Suddenly, as she looked at him standing over her with a hard cock, just waiting to put it inside her, a sinew of sense creeped into her. She tightened her leg muscles. What the fuck was she doing. She couldn’t let him fuck her. She’d end up just like her sister. Just like Pilan.

“Would that be so bad?” she asked herself. She remembered how happy Pilan had been those last few weeks. Her new husband, new child. Llianna knew she could have that, as well. She relaxed her legs a little. There was a literal battle going on inside her head. She knew that she needed to gather her strength and flee, but, she wanted this so bad. She needed him to fuck her. She needed to feel that big, hard cock inside her. She needed to feel him cum deep inside her and give her a child. She needed that, with all her heart and soul.

As the goblin knelt down to give her what she wanted, her warriors instincts took over. She raised her legs and planted her feet against his chest. She pushed with all that she was worth and pushed him back away from her. She rolled over onto her hands and knees and tried to crawl away. Between the mead and the musky aroma of the goblin, her strength was gone. She had absolutely nothing left. She collapsed on the forest floor.

The goblin walked over to her, grabbed her ankles and flipped her onto her back. He straddled her midsection and sat on her stomach. He leered at her and smacked her across the face again. As she recoiled from the slap, she inhaled sharply, bringing even more of the goblins smell into her lungs. The odd thing was that she was starting to enjoy the abuse. The pain was oddly exhilarating. She didn’t understand that. She didn’t usually go for that sort of thing.

The goblin looped one of his sharp fingernails under her leather top and cut the string holding it on. The top flopped to either side of her body, exposing her sizeable breasts. Llianna reached up to grab the goblin. She was still woozy and much too slow. He grabbed her wrists and pinned them to the ground. He leaned in and bit the rock hard nipple on one of her breasts.

“Ow!” she exclaimed. “Mother fucker. That hurt.”

The goblin smiled at her as she looked down to see a drop of blood seeping from her nipple. The goblin then licked at the blood which caused her nipple to become even harder. She realized that she was somehow turned on even more by this. What the hell was going on?

Llianna tried, once again to overpower the goblin. She didn’t understand where her strength went. When she couldn’t power out of her pinning position, she tried to squirm from under him. Still no luck.

The goblin leaned down to smell her hair. And whisper in her ear.

“Breathe.” He said again.

He held his position close to her face as she breathed in his scent even more. She felt her head go light and her limbs go limp. She felt the overpowering urge to just give in. “Why fight it?” she asked herself. “He’s not so bad.”

She felt her eyes start to close. The goblin released her arms. She tried to raise them, but still couldn’t. She got a contented little smile on her face as the goblin stood up and moved down her body. He knelt between her legs and used his finger nail to cut off her leather skirt. She could feel no more fight in her. She didn’t understand why she was fighting him in the first place. He was going to fuck her. What could be better than that?

The goblin lowered his head to Llianna’s wet pussy. He gave it a sniff and seemed pleased with what he smelled. He stuck out his long tongue and touched it to the prone girls clit. It sent a shockwave through her body and a wave of fresh pussy juice to her sex. He started to lap at her open flower like a cat lapping at a bowl of milk. His tongue had the consistency of sand paper. This should be hurting her but the sensations were so good. She bent her legs at the knees so that he would have a better angle.

He ate her pussy for a while, almost driving her out of her mind with pleasure.

“Please fuck me.” Her mouth said. She opened her eyes to make sure that she was the one who said that. There was nobody else around. It had to be her. But why? Why would she say that? Then, out of the blue, she said it again, this time with a low sexy growl in her voice. “Please fuck me.”

The goblins response was very direct. “Yes.” He said. “I…fuck…you.”

With that, he put the bulbous head of his cock against her open pussy lips and pushed. He slid in surprisingly easily. He continued to push until he was all the way inside of Llianna’s wet sex. Llianna pulled her legs back even more to give him the extra inch to go even deeper. She held onto hers ankles as he started to pump.

“I…make…you…my wife.” He said, matter of factly.

“Yes.” Llianna heard herself say. “Please make me your wife.”

The goblin started pumping his hard cock faster and deeper with each stroke. Llianna was in heaven. She wanted to cum so bad. She could feel it deep inside her. Her orgasm would get so close and then…just fade away. What was going on?

She moaned out loud as the goblin pounded away at her receptive pussy. She should have cum two or three times by now. Why couldn’t she cum? Suddenly, the goblin stopped fucking her in mid stroke. She looked up at him.

“Why did you stop?’ she asked in a surprised tone.

The goblin looked at her. He smiled. “You…want…finish?”

Llianna looked confused as she asked. “M,m,me finish or you finish?”

The goblin looked down. “You…want…to…cum?”

“Oh, Gods, yes I want to cum.” She answered.

He smiled. “Not …yet.” He said.

“How do you know?” she asked.

“I..not…let…you cum yet.” He said.

“What do you mean?” she asked. “How do you have any control over whether I cum or not?”

“You my ….wife…now. I…control…everything.” He smiled. “You….cum…when…I cum.”

She looked up at him. “Then you better cum soon. I need it, bad.” He smiled and started pumping again. For the next twenty minutes, he pumped her willing pussy. She would get to the brink and then, fall just short. It was maddening. Suddenly, she felt his cock expand a little and he slowed his pace…slower and deeper.

“You…want…cum?” he asked her.

She screamed, “Yes. Please let me cum.”

“Do you…want…my cum?” he asked her.

“Yes.” She screamed again. “Please cum in me. Make me your wife. Anything. Just let me cum.”

With that, he buried himself as deeply inside her as he could. She felt his cock start to twitch and jerk inside her. She felt as though a firehose were going off inside her. This sent her over the edge. Her pussy started spasming around his cock, pussy juice spraying out covering him with juicy pussy goodness. She had never felt an orgasm like this one.

It felt like he was filling her with gallons of sperm. The heat from his deposit coating her insides and spreading like a wild fire. She’d never felt anything like it before. He gave one final push to empty his balls into her. This sent her into one final orgasm. As she was convulsing in this final release, the goblin bent down and bit her nipple again, piercing through it.

Llianna screamed in both ecstasy and agony. He reached into the bag tied to his waist and pulled out another long thin bone. Just like Pilan, he pushed this bone through Llianna’s punctured nipple and set in in place.

“You…now…wife.” He said plainly. “We….together…soon.”

With that, he got up off of her and disappeared behind the tree. The young tracker looked around. He was nowhere to be seen. She looked down at the bone through her nipple and then dropped her head back to the ground.

“Oh, shit.” She said, realizing what she’d just allowed to happen.

She made her way to her feet. She picked up her clothing and put it around her as best as she could. She started to make her way back to the village. She put her hands on her belly. It was heavy and starting to distend. She wanted to think it was just full of vum, but she knew the truth. By morning, she would look just like Pilan had. Pregnant with the goblins seed.

The further she walked, the heavier her belly got. She could actually feel something happening inside her. Was this part of the goblins magic? What was she going to do. How long would she have to wait before her husband would fuck her again? Wait. What was that. Was she actually looking forward to seeing him again? What was going on? She had to get a hold of herself. She was not a goblins wife. She was a tracker, a warrior. She knew she could handle this. She knew she had to handle this.

Then she thought… It would be good to see Pilan again. This put another smile on her face.