Cuthbert and the Cleric Ch. 03: Goblins and Greed

"This our home, you need to rest and heal. Come, come." The cave mouth was simple and lit with torches on the walls, but a short distance inside showed endless branching paths and rooms furnished with stolen goods. Their eventual stopping place seemed to be a bathhouse made from a natural hot spring, billowing steam and lit by strange glowing blue moss in the pool. Cuthbert's companions released him and practically dashed out of the room without speaking, followed closely by the younger goblin. "Ah, do not mind them. Undress and wash, it will help." He slid out of the soaked and tattered remains of his dress before waddling into the pool, while the matronly goblin sat down on a creaky chair.

Cuthbert adjusted on the warm rocks, trying to get comfortable under the strain of his engorged belly. "So why are you giving us so much help against your husband? For real, this time. You're nothing like the other goblins, and I don't even know your name."

She visibly squirmed before answering that her name is Yolyu. "We were not always like this. I still remember, when young, things were peaceful. One day a curse fell onto our clan, girl births became rare and Dragdalk rose to power promising a solution. The woman are encouraged to be as breeding cattle but it seems outsiders don't have curse, and sometimes even birth stronger hobgoblins..."

Yolyu trailed off as the other goblin trotted into the room, alone. She bowed towards him and spoke up for the first time, saying, "Your companions are resting. Mistress Ziri says she is sorry for this, and something about Fray-ya."

He nodded and corrected her, "The goddess Freyja, you mean. Sounds like Ziri."

"Thank you, Klivikx. Now help our hero wash and heal," the mature goblin instructed, and without hesitation the younger one started to strip. He couldn't help but watch her, it'd be nice to see what an actual woman looks like. Back turned to me, Klivikx dropped her cloak and unlaced the leather corset she was wearing. Next came the tight leather pants, straining slightly to get them over and down her ample green ass, before spinning around to show... she was really a he, complete with a frightening cock that was a little shorter than the chief's but nearly twice as thick. Yolyu chuckled at his obvious reaction and explained, "Do not feel bad, Klivikx fools most people. Does he make you uncomfortable?"

Klivikx stopped, one foot in the water, and looked at Cuthbert with doe-eyed embarrassment. Damnit, dick or no he actually looked cute with those bright, violet eyes. "No no, it's okay. You just surprised me." The goblin trap beamed at him and hopped into the water, splashing to his side and getting right to work on his kinks with a massage. To his amazement the goblin had incredibly dexterous hands and worked his sore body to butter, going so far as to relax his straining stomach and make it feel like he wasn't about to explode. As he shifted around to the front, he couldn't help but notice that Klivikx had grown fully aroused and his green cheeks blushed crimson when he realized he was looking.

"S-sorry, it is not often I get to aid a real human man." Cuthbert grinned at the compliment but expressed concern that he didn't feel very manly after what just transpired. "Oh no, that happens all the time. Usually when a soldier fails his duties... we even have a dress of shame."

I hmphed and tried to change the subject. "So what's your stake in all this? You and your mom seem like the only nice goblins here."

"Hmm? Oh, Mistress Yolyu is not my mother. After she was wed to my father, it was found out that Mistress Yolyu is, umm, barren? And was shunned for it. She learned to be the clan shaman instead, and took me in when I was shunned."

"Well, that was awful nice of her. What happened to you?"

Klivikx began to fidget slightly as he explained, "When I was supposed to take my rites to manhood, father got mad at me for something and had me relieve the soldiers as punishment. And I... I really liked it. Now I'm the oldest to never take rite of manhood, and father will never let me." His heart actually lurched a little and he assured him how unfair that was, but the young goblin nonchalantly shrugged. "I don't mind, anymore. I love Mistress Yolyu and I get to read any books my brothers don't destroy."

Silence fell for a moment, no sound penetrating the cavern besides the gentle lapping of the water on the rocks and the not-so-gentle gurgling of the cum in his stomach. "So... what happens now, Klivikx?" The goblin hmmed in confusion. "I survived daddy's little show, what comes next? Can we get out of here?"

"I... guess so, yes. Mistress Yolyu will make sure you and your companions can leave."

"And what, you lot will just keep kidnapping and raping anyone that comes too close?" Klivikx just drooped his head, shame emanating off the little green man in waves, and Cuthbert groaned. He was going to regret this. "Is there anything we can do as outsiders to stop this?"

Yolyu spoke up and he nearly jumped, having forgotten she was even there. "You could shame Dragdalk. My husband is vain, and if you force him to submit in front of the clan he will be shamed. How are you at combat? Erm, fighting? We would have to get you close."

Cuthbert gulped, not sure how to explain that he's been trounced by everything that's ever bothered to fight him. Before he could embarrass himself Klivikx piped up and said, "What about the rite of manhood? He would get close then."

"Excellent idea, child," The matron goblin said, smiling for the first time. "I will make the arrangements and--"

"Whoa wait, hold up," Cuthbert suddenly said, using enough force to make sure they listened. "What the hell is this rite of manhood you're dragging him into?"

Yolyu explained, "Oh, that is simple. You impregnate your mate in front of the chief to grow our numbers. I will find the most fertile of our mares for you, it should help."

"Uh... that's great, thanks." He wasn't sure how he felt about having a goblin kid of his run around this madhouse, but it didn't seem like he had any choice now. Nothing to do about it but wait, and try to sleep. After the bath was done and Klivikx was thanked deeply for the helpful massage, he was lead to another cavern where a few beds had been made out of animal skins. Inyelw'n was asleep and snoring like a barbarian after a night of heavy drinking, but Ziri had instead knelt in front of an odd pile of rubble against one wall. She was utterly still aside from the occasional shifting of her lips, and he figured whatever meditative trance she was in it was best to not disturb her. Cuthbert collapsed into his own bed and was asleep before he could even realize how exhausted he was.

...

The first thing Cuthbert noticed when he awoke the next morning was how surprisingly well he had slept. The second was that his stomach had miraculously flattened back to its original shape, as if it hadn't been carrying several gallons of goblin cum a few short hours ago. The third was that Klivikx was standing over him, eagerly dragging him out of bed. The little goblin barely gave him enough time to get dressed in his leathers--his MALE leathers, thank you--before dragging him out into the blinding sunlight. It was just after dawn and there was a sweet floral scent in the air, although the crowd hadn't changed much and it seemed as if the revelries had simply never stopped. Dragdalk was still on his little stage and still pantless, but there was an astoundingly beautiful goblin standing in subservience next to him. She was wiping something glistening off her chin, and Dragdalk was looking smug.

The marksman was prodded onto the stage and the chieftain regarded him with obvious disdain. "So, you have agreed to rite of manhood. I guess that would be fine." The female goblin Yolyu must've picked stepped forward, but stopped again at Dragdalk's sudden continuation. "HOWEVER, you do not have a mate. What to do, then?" With a confused look the other goblin stepped to the side while Dragdalk pretended to ponder the question. "I know, I shall choose mate for you! Someone with experience, to make it easy... I choose Yolyu!" Nearly all noise stopped suddenly, though Cuthbert could feel hate shooting off from the matron goblin behind him. The bastard had offered up his own wife, knowing full well she was sterile. "I know, it is very strange to offer my wife to outsider, but I am kind chief. Is there any problem with this?" Yolyu had walked up beside him, and they each shared a worried look before shaking our heads at Dragdalk. "Very good. You may begin at once."

~s~ Cuthbert found himself doing something for the first time in a very long while: he was praying. And not to Pelor, but he was silently sending a prayer to Freyja, begging for her help in this. After all, this was her domain, and he was doing this to save one of her disciples. Maybe it was the desperation, but he swears he felt a wave of good vibes wash over the crowd. He gave Yolyu a look that asked what the next step was, and in reply she dropped her walking staff and grabbed him by the shirt, pulling him down into her face for a deep and fever-hot kiss. He felt rather than saw something hard press against his lips, and Yolyu stopped the kiss long enough to whisper, "Drink, quickly. It will help!" The last time he blindly accepted help from the shaman he was left with elastic guts, but he didn't see many alternatives with Dragdalk watching and drank from the hidden wineskin.

Fire surged in his belly. The potion was bubbly and bitter, and as soon as he drank the last drop he felt like he was going to burn from the inside out. Red hot iron rods of energy shot through him, alighting his nerves and tensing his muscles. Most of all it washed away all doubts, all external thoughts from his mind except one: he must breed. Yolyu's cloak and leathers put up little resistance as he reached over and tore them aside. Now this was a woman meant for motherhood--emerald hourglass body falling free to reveal a gorgeous network of tribal tattoos and gold piercings, everything heaving with the goblin's heated breath. Some small sane voice in the back of his head noted that her build was remarkably like a shorter version of Ziri, with just enough body fat to make everything jiggle the right way. Who knows when was the last time Dragdalk or anyone paid any attention to this body, but it was time to remedy that.

Without any pretense or words exchanged he grabbed Yolyu and gave her another kiss, this time fueled by honest and desperate lust. The potion must have made him more sensitive; he could smell the faint scent of incense below Yolyu's pheromones and any touch from the goblin lit trails of fire on his skin as she awkwardly tried to unbuckled his clothes. Before she could finish he wrapped his arms around her and pushed forward, sending Yolyu to the ground with him on top. he traced his way down her abdomen with his lips, squeezing every curve and tasting her sweat as she shuddered in anticipation. When he got to her pelvis, Yolyu's legs opened invitingly to show him her glistening sex, with trimmed black hair and an engorged clit nearly as thick as his thumb. Perfect.

"Teasing" may as well have been a curse to them at that moment--Cuthbert dove into her like a man starved, straining to get his tongue as deep into her pussy as possible. Her sweet taste and musky smell only made him lap faster, eliciting a chorus of wordless happy noises from the goblin. But every moan was a whimper compared to when he moved up to Yolyu's clit, at the very first lick she yelped and tried to scramble away from him. Finding her weak spot made him smile like a predator, and he snatched onto her with the very clear message that she wasn't getting anywhere. He cupped her ample green ass with both hands to lift her up at an upside-down angle, leaving her defenseless as he attacked her again. Licking, sucking, flicking, he overloaded the happy nub with sensations and sent Yolyu hollering to the heavens. Eventually he had to come up for air and saw that the goblin was getting into the rhythm; she had managed to latch onto one nipple with her mouth, and was begging for him to go on with her eyes. The hero was too happy to comply, and he could feel Yolyu trying to grind against his face as he ate her out. Her thick thighs suddenly locked around his head in a crushing vice grip, and even through the muffling flesh he could hear Yolyu scream with climax.

The goblin's orgasm hit like a train and she went into convulsions hard enough to knock him over, though her legs didn't give an inch and the little green woman ended up on top. After a suffocating minute of having his head crushed, Yolyu's orgasm finally subsided enough for her to flop bonelessly off his face. They were both panting with exhaustion, but he still had his own needs and tore desperately at his pants. Unsheathing his tool was all it took to shake Yolyu from her stupor, and she crawled over to him mewling with need. He picked her up with the strength of lust and she wrapped herself around him, legs and arms locking them together with her pussy barely touching his bellend. Yolyu's eyes were lidded, her lips parted slightly in anticipation, and voice extra husky as she begged, "Please, fill me up. Breed me, right now!"

Slowly, agonizingly, he lowered Yolyu all the way down his shaft. The shaman's eyes rolled back and she groaned with pleasure as Cuthbert hilted himself inside her, and there they stayed for a beat as they got used to each other. Gods, for a species obsessed with breeding the mature goblin was incredibly tight. Then she started to grind, slowly at first but the pace quickly gained steam until he was slamming her entire body on his dick. The crowd and the world melted away as he melted inside Yolyu, savoring every bump and ridge of her pussy with his heightened sensations.

He had no hope of lasting. The feeling of Yolyu's squirming body on his, the heat of her breath on his ear as she begged for more, the thrill of manhandling the goblin and having her love it, this woman was HIS to breed and everything just felt too good. He squeezed down on Yolyu with a bear hug and screamed, climaxing at the same time as her with enough force to leave a puddle of mixed sex fluids on the platform. Next came Yolyu, sliding down his beanpole body with a stupified happy grin and incomprehensible babbling. Somehow, he managed to remain standing as his mate settled into a happy little lump.

What was he doing again? Oh, right. The world slid into focus and Cuthbert took stock of his surroundings for the first time. The crowd of goblins was cheering them, to his amazement, and just a few feet away Dragdalk was still sitting in his throne. He was fully erect and stroking himself, but his expression was almost shocked and he just looked so... small.

The predatory fire got its second wind and raged in Cuthbert's belly again, and he pounced on the little goblin before he knew what was happening. Dragdalk was clearly stronger than the human and the better fighter, but he was woefully unprepared and it seemed that this little show had somehow demoralized him. The goblin managed to get an elbow across his chin before Cuthbert could get behind him and slip both arms around his shoulders, grabbing his neck in a full nelson. The bullies at the Fighter's Guild had done this to him plenty of times with two big differences: he was in control, and Dragdalk's bare ass was bumping against his bare cock. He was still ready to go, and if anything the struggle had filled him with sadistic excitement. Dragdalk must've realized his sudden inspiration, because his head craned around enough for one wild eye to swivel at him and beg for mercy. He faltered for a second, until he looked down and locked eyes with Yolyu. His wife, scorned and rejected, one of the only goblins to show Cuthbert any kindness, was all the motivation he needed.

The scream Dragdalk let out when he plunged into him silenced the entire field. To his surprise the hobgoblin's anus was loose and put up no resistance, leaving him to wonder if he had a secret shame. And he hadn't even noticed it, but during the struggle all the armed goblins had rushed to their chief's aid. They had frozen mid-step when he started fucking Dragdalk, and were instead watching them to see what happened. So, might as well give them a show.

Cuthbert shuffled until he was able to force Dragdalk into facing towards the crowd, his arms stuck awkwardly to the side and his erect cock bobbing towards his subordinates. The proud hobgoblin whimpered slightly as the human began to piston him, but try as he might he couldn't squirm out from under Cuthbert. Just like he had seen with the fighting goblins during his own humiliation, as soon as Dragdalk was forced into a submissive stance he began to give in. He started pushing back against Cuthbert, and although he was cursing him in every way imaginable his body was begging for more punishment.

"Hey Yolyu," he panted, "how manly does your husband look now?" The shaman shared a sadistic grin with Cuthbert as she caught on and started jeering at Dragdalk, nudging any nearby goblins to join her. It wasn't long before all the goblins were laughing and heckling their leader in their own chittering tongue, and even though he couldn't make sense of the insults he could feel the shame they burned into Dragdalk. And yet... he could swear the chieften was enjoying this, when he loosened his grip slightly he didn't fight and when he let go completely he instead started jerking himself off with both hands. He was completely broken, just that quickly!

Cuthbert quickly slapped Dragdalk on the ass between thrusts, causing the hobgoblin to yelp. "Hey! You don't get to touch." Dragdalk whimpered but went for his own meat again, so he slapped him again and yanked back on a fistful of his hair. "I said, whores don't get to touch," he hissed in his ear. "What are you again?"

Dragdalk croaked, "I'm a w... I'm a w..."

"Speak up!"

"I'M A WHORE-ahhahhAHHHH!" Dragdalk's pitch flew into a feminine falsetto as he came, bucket loads of the sticky stuff splashing all over Yolyu and several guard goblins. His ass spasms were just what he wanted and Cuthbert came just as hard, trying his best to breed Dragdalk for the sake of payback. When he finally collapsed to his knees he used the last of his strength to spin Dragdalk by the shoulder and kick him down, presenting his abused and cum-stuffed asshole to the crowd.

"Who else wants some of this bitch!?" In hindsight he probably should not have egged the ravenous goblins on, for they descended on Dragdalk like a tide and knocked Cuthbert aside in the process. He wound up landing next to Yolyu, who had just thrown on her cloak as a formality and was absentmindedly rubbing cum into her skin. She was humming slightly, and gave him the warmest grin he's seen on a goblin. They both turned to watch events unfold, which he mused must have been eerily similar to what he had gone through last night--except, Dragdalk was clearly enjoying himself a great deal more.

...

Cuthbert had gotten bored of watching long before the goblins had gotten bored of fucking, so he dressed myself and walked with Yolyu to the edge of the encampment. Inyelw'n could be seen standing on an overturned cart, one hand on her hip and a look of smug satisfaction on her face. "Well well Cuthbert, that was quite the show," she said. "I hope you can keep that fire, you weren't half bad."

He blushed crimson and looked at something interesting over there, mumbling some excuse about magic potions. As the elf climbed down Ziri appeared from out of the caverns, and the poor girl looked absolutely haggard. Hair mussed, eyes baggy, he doubted she had actually slept at all last night, but as she ran up to them she looked happy. "I did it Cuthbert, I did it!" Ziri said, with the manic babbling speed she used when too excited. "I found out what cursed the goblins it was a desecrated shrine to Freyja so I was up all night cleansing the grounds and making amends to the damage because I almost got you killed last night and I'm so so SO sorry and I figured this would help and I wanted to make it up to you so I finished a hour ago but went over everything again to make sure and... and..." She trailed off, looking up at him with big eyes that searched for validation.