Goblin's Note: If you are new to this story, you're probably gonna want to turn back now. This is the conclusion of a story that's been running for nearly two years. This story contains nonconsensual sex, mind control, dreamlike illusions, and lesbian sex. Also, a tiny bit of implied horror at the end. After Nipper's dream, it's pretty much entirely non-ero...
All around, there was water. Water and fog. So... a lot of water. A lot of water. Alrek yawned and drew the oar back, dragging his little dinghy along in a lake that seemed to resist any motion he attempted across it. Fog rolled over his body and soaked his cloak in the chilly night air—and that cloak, and a pair of trousers, were all he was wearing. All he...
Disclaimer: This story contains elements of demonic corruption, brainwashing, and a demoness with a very lovely cock. Though it is tagged as "futa" for clarity's sake, it's worth remembering that such body parts are not any kind of airtight gender signifier in real life. In this case, of course, demons are shapeshifters, and take whatever form that suits the...
The Murena Ranger Lodge was a bit of a sorry affair. With its population of nearly five hundred—not to mention the scattered hunting cabins nearby—Murena was one of the largest settlements on the island. And it had only three regular Toxin Rangers dedicated to its defense. Of all the Northern Isles, Farillona, with its steep cliffs and rocky ravines, was su...
Sweet was an awfully pretty word, Miari thought, tilting her head in wonder as she stared, open-mouthed, at the pretty, bobbing cock in front of her. She licked her lips. Sweet was the prettiest word in the world. It was like birdsong. Like a sun shining through rain clouds. Sweet. Like a waterfall of sugar water casting pretty little rainbows all across t...
Alrek whimpered, naked, unarmed, as the elves' long, delicate fingers stroked over his hard cock. They had already taken his dagger from him, as easily as plucking an egg from a bird's nest. He was completely helpless, and it was getting harder and harder to care. "You've been such a bad boy," husked Illetrys. The redheaded elf was practically humping his...
This is a request I did for one of my lovely readers, but it is canon! It is set roughly after the events of Unliving Lust. Enjoy! ~~~~ ~~~~ "Who just plants a creepy old garden in the middle of a forest?" Larya gestured to the gates ahead of them the way one might gesture to a burning orphanage. "That's just... ghost roses aren't even close to native to t...
Yumi bounced through the forest, giggling as she went. The nymphs' defenses so far had been, well, a joke. Three emerald-skinned women lying in a big old pitcher plant, blowing her kisses and cooing for her to join them. Their pheromones had been intoxicating. So had their bodies—absurdly sexual, just the way Yumi liked them, with big, gigantic, soft boobs,...
Goblin's Note: This story is set in the distant past of the Cloistered Lands. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ "Help! Help, I'm stuck!" Loralei paused by the doorway. "Hm? What's that, now?" She nudged the door—a woven mat of thick bark strips—open with her foot and peered in, brushing a stray strand of emerald hair from her eyes as she did so. Within the Pitcher Chamber...
By this point, Brist's mind had totally surrendered to the sad, wretched truth: He loved his kittens. He shook and writhed between their feathers as they gleefully tickled his sides. They had gagged him with vines, so now it was all he could do to giggle and moan. The redhead was kissing his neck, licking him with her rough tongue, sensuously treating him...