The sun hung high over the goblin village. By now, every villager was already awake and tended to their duties or, if they finished them already, was either playing, resting or fucking (the goblin hobby par excellence). Of course, the village in general currently waited for the hunting party to return from their bi-weekly expedition into the forest surroundi...
Ch.02: Passing the Time The wooden flooring creaked as her heavy boot made contact with it. Clea and Sylvanas had boarded the Zeppelin destined for Orgrimmar and Clea found that there was little to do besides pacing back and forth. Sylvanas was usually locked in her room, presumably thinking as Undead do not need to sleep. The Goblins on the ship seemed to...
Kazex was a tribal goblin who lived in the enchanted forest far from civilized society. He lived in a cave with tribal decor, an alchemy lab, and a large sleeping mat. He left his tribe almost a year ago. He felt that he could run the tribe a lot better than the current chief and he spoke his mind off it. That got him exiled but didn't mind. He made a plan t...
Sometime later the mound of goblin bodies had been stripped and laid out in two long rows. Twenty two bodies in total, including the three goblins who had attacked him first. He had made Opal climb down and drag them up into the camp one by one. At the end was the crown of the spread, the large muscled goblin which Rain had found away from the rest where it...
Note: Ctrl+F ~s~ to skip right to the action * The city of Ightwood was a bustling trade hub that, from the outside, looked like an uncoordinated explosion of civilization that had long ago outgrown its own foundations. From the inside denizens would use much more colorful vocabulary, words like 'dangerous,' and 'smelly,' and 'the bloated corpse of a twice...
Sir Cockweasel the Goblin, recently knighted Paladin, and his new squire, the lovely Elizabeth, were on a mission of great importance to the Kingdom. The orc turncoat Foulfang had fled the human lands and it was feared he carried secrets back to his home, to the lands of the orcs. As Cockweasel had been instrumental in securing Foulfang's help in the first p...
The merchant gave a deep moan of pleasure as his thick, rock hard cock slid into the gorgeous brunette's wet mouth. He arched his back as she sucked his length deep into her throat, her red lips forming a tight seal around the very base of his shaft. He moaned again as the brunette's head began to move up and down in his lap, and he reached down to cup and...
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((This is a game style story! Please use the tab on your upper right to customize a few aspects before you begin, then hit "Start Game" on the score tab. Throughout the game, you can use the Score tab to watch your stats or restart the game if necessary. Note that all progress will be lost if you hit restart, but as long as you don't, your progress...
Note: Ctrl+F ~s~ to skip right to the action (there's two) * They did not make it to town by sundown. In fact, all the fighting and the fucking from earlier had left them so exhausted they barely made any headway by the time the encroaching night forced them to stop and make camp. Ziri was now in a thoroughly sour mood and whined while she worked, and Cuth...