Goblins! I love goblins. Do you? You should! This story features lots of goblin impregnation but, really, if you're reading one of my stories that should be a given. ***************************************** Iris barged through the door, stumbling into the tavern. She sagged, hands resting on her knees as she fought to catch her breath. Chilly night air s...
Nicole's Note: In the real world, playing with fantasies of hypnotic nonconsent requires a foundation of deep trust, as well as things like safewords and aftercare. This is a fantasy, as I hope the goblins and witches make clear. ;) Also, if you're reading this in August, please keep wearing masks and social distancing. We don't get to act like the pandemic...
Samuel grit his teeth and cursed his luck as he stepped from the forest onto the main road. He'd been so close! Practically able to put his hands on the little green witch! He spat on the ground and tried to prepare his notes in his head. Had to check in with the chief as soon as he got back, after all, and he needed to compose his report while it was fresh...
Goblin Greed & Goblin Need Jamari woke with a start, fighting against something he could not see. Where was he? What was happening? His breath caught in his throat but, no, that wasn't right. There was something tight around his throat, pinning him to something firm and rigid -- a pole? Rough ropes twisted across his chest as he struggled, though there were...
"Good morning..." For the first time he woke in a bed with a non-human, most of all, ANY lover. A green, shortstack goblin girl lay next to him, the same girl that welcomed him to this hidden village, and laying with him after the celebrations. He leaned and kissed her purple lips, hugging her plump, curvy green form. "How are you humie?" She spoke gently...
Jeff strolled slowly up the wide street, realizing he was in a high-rent neighborhood. The road was on a bluff outside the city walls of Avincor, away from the stench and noise. The houses were typically surrounded by stone or brick walls, and most were two or three stories. Some had guardhouses at the gates, but only a few of these were occupied. Jeff glan...
This is the story of how I came to be spirited away to a monstergirl village. It was a long, long journey over time, and with the gentle ministrations of a Dark Priestess, who saw it fit that I was taken as a boy to the monstergirl village and married me off to one of them. I'm now middle-aged, happily married with many children, and more humans and monste...
**This is a direct sequel to The Best of Friends and resumes immediately as that story ends. To understand the events (such as they are) it is advised you read that force. Or don't, whatever, it's mostly porn anyway.** Leon stirred from his daze, his cock still throbbing inside Catalina's flooded snatch. The little goblin maid was resting her head on his ch...
Some people might've minded the noise, but Michael actually preferred to do his classwork at the campus cafe. There were alternatives, of course. Most of the other TAs seemed to congregate in the library when they had tests to grade. To Michael, though, there was something pleasantly calming about the chatter around him in the cafe. And, well, he couldn't ge...
Catalina stared at the placid surface of the pot, her stew still as glass, the only sound in the kitchen the tick-tock of her cat-clock and the gentle drum of the rain outside. Mama had always told her a watched pot never boiled, but Catalina was patient. For her, in life as well as cooking, it was all about patience and waiting for your moment. She enjoyed...