In front of my very eyes, I saw something… Terrible. Disgusting even.
A woman was being fucked by three goblins. Small, ugly, disgusting creatures. Dirty, dirty in gross disgusting ways. Covered in what I continued to hope was mud and dirt, despite the abhorrent smell. A smell that was also filling this room with the smell of cum. I didn’t even know cum could smell rancid till this very moment.
Of those three goblins, one was currently plowing the woman’s face. Its small erect dick was being shoveled in and out of her face at speeds that left me concerned she wasn’t going to break a tooth.
Below her, two goblins were practically scissoring each other, balls touching, as they slipped into both her other holes. Her ass and vagina getting absolutely wrecked by them.
There was a rape happening before my very eyes, that was for sure.
It just wasn’t the goblins doing the raping.
The woman was holding a two foot or so goblin in both her hands, rapidly shoving her face forward and back along its shaft. It had clearly cum far, far too many times as it was held limp in her hands, arms and langs dangling at its sides. Low groans could be heard coming from it as drool seemed to leak from its mouth. It looked nearly unconscious, eyes rolled into the back of its head.
Below her, her heavily belly extended pregnant body, was rapidly bouncing up and down on top of two goblins who had clearly been forcefully shoved together at some point. Her entire body was treating them like a spring, going up and down as she continued to try to suck out the soul of the other goblin through its dick.
This woman was completely, totally, absolutely unhinged.
“””“...””””
Four pairs of eyes, ours, stared at the scene, in disbelief. This was… wrong. It took me a moment to really process that feeling. There was a moment, when you are a child and see something you really shouldn’t have, or something you don’t understand. Usually that’s sex, for many. You see a porn video or walk into your parents room or etc etc. Especially if you stumble onto something kinkier than any child has any right to ever see.
The natural conclusion of that? Crying. A fear reaction to foreign stimulus. Something you can’t understand, at all, but are experiencing. I felt a very similar reaction as I watched someone knowingly, lustfully, fuck, rape, and get impregnated by, goblins. I feel like I would have had an easier time seeing someone rape a cockroach.
Riary had an open mouth of disgust on her, the calmest I had ever seen her. It was like her rage had up and left, giving up on life. For me, it was no different than watching the soul go out of her body. I wouldn’t be surprised if she was currently experiencing a dissociation, floating outside her body and experiencing it from a third person perspective. It was the only reasonable explanation really, for why she hadn’t burned this whole experience and existence away.
Konahora didn’t even hide it or anything. She had always been honest and truthful from step one to step ten. She gagged, turned to the side, and threw up onto the ground.
Tyler, poor poor Tyler, actually was crying. He looked pale and shaking. I understood completely. I had a scant few hours with goblins and already I felt like I was watching a woman masturbate with insects. They had clearly done their fair share of Goblin clears before and so this had to hit them quite a bit harder.
With a horrible, horrible start, I realized I currently was the most put together of the group. I cursed god briefly, gathered myself up, and shouted out,
“For the love of god! Put the goblins down!”
I had meant goblin but christ, fuck it, please, stop fucking all of them while you’re at it.
With a start, the woman seemed to notice us for the first time and stopped, thankfully, bouncing on top of two goblin cocks. At the same time, she seemed to accidentally launch the poor rape victim that was around her mouth, blessfully, away from herself. She stared, open gaze, at us. Her mouth hung down and cum could be seen leaking from it. She closed her mouth and gulped it down, pulling a long string of it back into her mouth, like a god damn noodle or spit.
Konahora promptly threw up again.
“Foul. So foul.” She muttered through gagging.
I steeled myself for, for whatever the fuck this was. Had she gone insane down here or something?
“Look… who are you?”
She blinked a few times and then looked down at herself and then back up to us.
“Are… are you guys real?”
At least she could speak, I guess. Alright, time to step it up a bit.
“We are from the village. We are investigating the loss of a few women from there. We heard about the local goblins and went to clear it out and see if there were any women here. Did… did the goblins take you here?”
Nothing about the mage because, well, for all I knew this could be the mage. I strongly doubted it but, well, you never know. More importantly, I really just wanted to know what the fuck was going on, not give a lesson over the past day’s events.
She blinked owlishly before looking down at herself and back to us.
Her face seemed to go blank and dead.
“You’ve seen me.”
What the fuck. Was I dealing with a god damn ghost?
She then started to rock back and forth, saying,
“You’ve seen me. Oh my gods, you’ve seen me. Oh my gods. Oh my gods.”
Over and over again. That was finally the last straw as I recognized what the fuck was going on.
“Look…. We aren’t-” I stopped myself from the many, many lies I was about to say. Not because of Konahora, but simply because I was unable to say such blatant bullshit like ‘We aren’t going to judge you.’ “We aren’t going to… stop you and your……… activities. We just want some information. What’s going on? Are you one of the women that was taken?”
It took, terrible, terrible minutes for the woman to finally pull herself together. I had time to look over to see my wardens/companions.
Tyler was the first I had noticed, as he was the luckiest in a way. He had finally, the bastard, collapsed to his knees and was staring up at the tunnel ceiling. Fuck your eyes, give me that ability to white out like that! I don’t want to see this anymore than you do! Honestly though, he looked like his world view was collapsing. Sigh. Poor bastards, all of them.
Riary had apparently upgraded her dissociation, as I could feel small fires pop in around her. The reason I knew she had well and truly gone on a trip for a while, was that her flames felt outright cold. Which I didn’t think was even possible, but, you know, magic.
Konahora was piecing herself back together but strongly refused to look at the woman in front of us. She looked green across her entire face. She was a moment's notice from puking again annnndd there she goes. Yup. She’s going to be sick for a while.
“I… didn’t know the village was looking for me… I just left one day to head out towards the goblins. I, I had no idea about any missing women.”
Wait.
“When, exactly, did you leave the village?”
“...I don’t know. A few weeks ago?”
I could feel the aura around the others grow denser. Even I was gobsmacked a bit more.
“You… have been in this cave… for weeks?”
She seemed to shrink in on herself.
“What on earth have you been eating… no. No, I don’t want to know, no. Were there, are there any other women here with you? At any point in time?”
“No… just… me. And the uh, goblins. Well, till they all left for some reason.”
“They left?”
This seemed to perk the woman up and I had a horrible feeling in my gut.
“Yeah! I was right in the middle of the afternoon orgy, and it was going awesome! Then, they all just started, disappearing. It was really scary! But not all the goblins disappeared, just most. Any beyond tunnel twelve were left alone.”
I decided to firmly, seriously, try to ignore ‘afternoon’ orgy.
“Well……” I was at a loss. What the fuck do I do now? “It was…. we’re going to go. Enjoy your….. Goodbye.”
I grabbed Tyler by his shirt and Konahora by the arm and started to drag both of them away. Riary seemed to follow us all in a daze. As we left, I cursed my ears. I could already hear the slapping of flesh against flesh and the renewed groans of terrible little creatures.
Once we were out of, that, I finally heard Riary speak again.
“Please tell me that didn’t just happen.” she said in an utterly banal tone. One would think she had been talking about the weather.
That was all fine and good, I’d leave the others to recover from their mental scars, while I worried some more. We had found a woman. But, she’d apparently, by pure coincidence, just left either before or the same night the other women had. I’d ask Konahora once she recovered and we could talk to Reese the Baron and go from there, seeing what he knew about… this.
That, sadly, left us up shit creek with a single lead. If we had to deal with a B-rank teleportation mage, I was fairly sure we were going to die. All of that power and it can also teleport? Yeah, we were fucked.
I hoped the missing women were doing alright.
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In front of my very eyes, I saw something… Terrible. Disgusting even.
A woman was being fucked by three goblins. Small, ugly, disgusting creatures. Dirty, dirty in gross disgusting ways. Covered in what I continued to hope was mud and dirt, despite the abhorrent smell. A smell that was also filling this room with the smell of cum. I didn’t even know cum could smell rancid till this very moment.
Of those three goblins, one was currently plowing the woman’s face. Its small erect dick was being shoveled in and out of her face at speeds that left me concerned she wasn’t going to break a tooth.
Below her, two goblins were practically scissoring each other, balls touching, as they slipped into both her other holes. Her ass and vagina getting absolutely wrecked by them.
There was a rape happening before my very eyes, that was for sure.
It just wasn’t the goblins doing the raping.
The woman was holding a two foot or so goblin in both her hands, rapidly shoving her face forward and back along its shaft. It had clearly cum far, far too many times as it was held limp in her hands, arms and langs dangling at its sides. Low groans could be heard coming from it as drool seemed to leak from its mouth. It looked nearly unconscious, eyes rolled into the back of its head.
Below her, her heavily belly extended pregnant body, was rapidly bouncing up and down on top of two goblins who had clearly been forcefully shoved together at some point. Her entire body was treating them like a spring, going up and down as she continued to try to suck out the soul of the other goblin through its dick.
This woman was completely, totally, absolutely unhinged.
“””“...””””
Four pairs of eyes, ours, stared at the scene, in disbelief. This was… wrong. It took me a moment to really process that feeling. There was a moment, when you are a child and see something you really shouldn’t have, or something you don’t understand. Usually that’s sex, for many. You see a porn video or walk into your parents room or etc etc. Especially if you stumble onto something kinkier than any child has any right to ever see.
The natural conclusion of that? Crying. A fear reaction to foreign stimulus. Something you can’t understand, at all, but are experiencing. I felt a very similar reaction as I watched someone knowingly, lustfully, fuck, rape, and get impregnated by, goblins. I feel like I would have had an easier time seeing someone rape a cockroach.
Riary had an open mouth of disgust on her, the calmest I had ever seen her. It was like her rage had up and left, giving up on life. For me, it was no different than watching the soul go out of her body. I wouldn’t be surprised if she was currently experiencing a dissociation, floating outside her body and experiencing it from a third person perspective. It was the only reasonable explanation really, for why she hadn’t burned this whole experience and existence away.
Konahora didn’t even hide it or anything. She had always been honest and truthful from step one to step ten. She gagged, turned to the side, and threw up onto the ground.
Tyler, poor poor Tyler, actually was crying. He looked pale and shaking. I understood completely. I had a scant few hours with goblins and already I felt like I was watching a woman masturbate with insects. They had clearly done their fair share of Goblin clears before and so this had to hit them quite a bit harder.
With a horrible, horrible start, I realized I currently was the most put together of the group. I cursed god briefly, gathered myself up, and shouted out,
“For the love of god! Put the goblins down!”
I had meant goblin but christ, fuck it, please, stop fucking all of them while you’re at it.
With a start, the woman seemed to notice us for the first time and stopped, thankfully, bouncing on top of two goblin cocks. At the same time, she seemed to accidentally launch the poor rape victim that was around her mouth, blessfully, away from herself. She stared, open gaze, at us. Her mouth hung down and cum could be seen leaking from it. She closed her mouth and gulped it down, pulling a long string of it back into her mouth, like a god damn noodle or spit.
Konahora promptly threw up again.
“Foul. So foul.” She muttered through gagging.
I steeled myself for, for whatever the fuck this was. Had she gone insane down here or something?
“Look… who are you?”
She blinked a few times and then looked down at herself and then back up to us.
“Are… are you guys real?”
At least she could speak, I guess. Alright, time to step it up a bit.
“We are from the village. We are investigating the loss of a few women from there. We heard about the local goblins and went to clear it out and see if there were any women here. Did… did the goblins take you here?”
Nothing about the mage because, well, for all I knew this could be the mage. I strongly doubted it but, well, you never know. More importantly, I really just wanted to know what the fuck was going on, not give a lesson over the past day’s events.
She blinked owlishly before looking down at herself and back to us.
Her face seemed to go blank and dead.
“You’ve seen me.”
What the fuck. Was I dealing with a god damn ghost?
She then started to rock back and forth, saying,
“You’ve seen me. Oh my gods, you’ve seen me. Oh my gods. Oh my gods.”
Over and over again. That was finally the last straw as I recognized what the fuck was going on.
“Look…. We aren’t-” I stopped myself from the many, many lies I was about to say. Not because of Konahora, but simply because I was unable to say such blatant bullshit like ‘We aren’t going to judge you.’ “We aren’t going to… stop you and your……… activities. We just want some information. What’s going on? Are you one of the women that was taken?”
It took, terrible, terrible minutes for the woman to finally pull herself together. I had time to look over to see my wardens/companions.
Tyler was the first I had noticed, as he was the luckiest in a way. He had finally, the bastard, collapsed to his knees and was staring up at the tunnel ceiling. Fuck your eyes, give me that ability to white out like that! I don’t want to see this anymore than you do! Honestly though, he looked like his world view was collapsing. Sigh. Poor bastards, all of them.
Riary had apparently upgraded her dissociation, as I could feel small fires pop in around her. The reason I knew she had well and truly gone on a trip for a while, was that her flames felt outright cold. Which I didn’t think was even possible, but, you know, magic.
Konahora was piecing herself back together but strongly refused to look at the woman in front of us. She looked green across her entire face. She was a moment's notice from puking again annnndd there she goes. Yup. She’s going to be sick for a while.
“I… didn’t know the village was looking for me… I just left one day to head out towards the goblins. I, I had no idea about any missing women.”
Wait.
“When, exactly, did you leave the village?”
“...I don’t know. A few weeks ago?”
I could feel the aura around the others grow denser. Even I was gobsmacked a bit more.
“You… have been in this cave… for weeks?”
She seemed to shrink in on herself.
“What on earth have you been eating… no. No, I don’t want to know, no. Were there, are there any other women here with you? At any point in time?”
“No… just… me. And the uh, goblins. Well, till they all left for some reason.”
“They left?”
This seemed to perk the woman up and I had a horrible feeling in my gut.
“Yeah! I was right in the middle of the afternoon orgy, and it was going awesome! Then, they all just started, disappearing. It was really scary! But not all the goblins disappeared, just most. Any beyond tunnel twelve were left alone.”
I decided to firmly, seriously, try to ignore ‘afternoon’ orgy.
“Well……” I was at a loss. What the fuck do I do now? “It was…. we’re going to go. Enjoy your….. Goodbye.”
I grabbed Tyler by his shirt and Konahora by the arm and started to drag both of them away. Riary seemed to follow us all in a daze. As we left, I cursed my ears. I could already hear the slapping of flesh against flesh and the renewed groans of terrible little creatures.
Once we were out of, that, I finally heard Riary speak again.
“Please tell me that didn’t just happen.” she said in an utterly banal tone. One would think she had been talking about the weather.
That was all fine and good, I’d leave the others to recover from their mental scars, while I worried some more. We had found a woman. But, she’d apparently, by pure coincidence, just left either before or the same night the other women had. I’d ask Konahora once she recovered and we could talk to Reese the Baron and go from there, seeing what he knew about… this.
That, sadly, left us up shit creek with a single lead. If we had to deal with a B-rank teleportation mage, I was fairly sure we were going to die. All of that power and it can also teleport? Yeah, we were fucked.
I hoped the missing women were doing alright.
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