Ruffles' Side Jobs Ch. 02: 'Hugo

Ruffles pauses, blushing as she remembers she's naked. She hasn't quite grasped the fact that inside the little frog is a human perspective, and feels perfectly comfortable in her nudity around Hugo. "Well... I'm a performer. My last one didn't go so well, and I guess my patrons got really excited..." She starts, Hugo nodding.

"Classic musical orgy. Been there, done that, some real beauties down in free Louvra territory." He reminisces, nodding and smirking as certain memories come to mind. "Not to be confused with a classical music orgy, that stuff, eh, too dramatic." He chortles, shaking his head softly.

"Y-Yeah." She nods, shamefully. "I got a hole in my pants, and, well, people got very excited. After that, I got paid a gold piece, though, so it's worth it!" She smiles. Hugo shakes his head -- A gold piece was nothing, though a person like Ruffles could easily live off one couple of days. "Though today I had to walk around town with the same hole, and... People still got excited! One of them even touched me again. I, uh, couldn't do what they wanted, though, so I ran down here. I guess I was a little hot, so I took of my clothes."

"And fingerfucked yourself?"

"Y-Yes." Ruffles blushes, looking away.

"Been told Goblin women can get insanely horny. Get these crazy heats, smell real good. Interesting to see it as true." He recalls. "Though you're the most brazen of them all." Attempting a wink, he surprises himself in his success, as if he hadn't explored the full range of expressions in his new form.

"Yeah! You know, my friend Poelle told me that goblins give off unique ferry moans!"

"F- Pheremones?" Hugo confirms, laughing a little. "Yeah, something like that. Know what, Ruffles? I like you. You're alright, for a sex pest." He teases, Ruffles scowling at him in return. "You know, being a frog fuckin' sucks. I don't even got a dick. But... Uh, I think we can strike a little deal, yeah? You want adventure? I can guide you. I'm a professional, I even know how to use a sword. You, though? You gotta help me figure out how to turn back into a human. Permanently." He explains, thinking for a moment. "There is one saving grace. That bitch wanted to tease me, right? Said that if I can find a girl dumb enough to snog a frog, I can get my old form back for a bit. I have no Idea how long -- It could be two minutes, for all I know, but I want to try it. I'm not saying you're dumb, but you're kind. I can tell. Maybe you'd be willing to do this kind thing for me?" He appeals, trying to play Ruffles into his hand, despite literally being in hers.

Ruffles smiles as she listens to him talk about an adventure, nodding enthusiastically. She bounces on the spot, grinning from ear to ear. "I'd love to!" She yells, before listening to the explanation about a kiss. "Well... If it'd help you, I'm happy to try!" She smiles, taking the cigarette out of the frog's hand and leaning in close, puckering her lips and closing her eyes. Hugo leans in, pursing his lips as best a frog can, reciprocating the kiss. Their lips remain together for a few moments, Ruffles growing ever more disappointed. The moment she starts to pull away, she feels something shift in her palm, opening her eyes to a truly disgusting scene.

Hugo's little green form wriggles and writhes, twisting suddenly as he screams out in utter agony. As if something underneath his skin was trying to escape, odd bulges push underneath his outer meat. Suddenly bursting, his body twists into a fleshy mush that grows, and grows, before it resembles something humanoid. The weight on Ruffle's lap grows as the figure straddles her, eventually reaching it's full height of around six and a half foot. The figure leaps off Ruffles' legs, the poor girl fearing that he would crush her, yelling out into the air. "YAHOO!" He roars, his shoeless feet slapping against the ground as he leaps up triumphantly, punching the air with a great swing before landing messily. His heel slips on the mossy stone, but he keeps his hands either side to steady his balance. He doesn't fall, though he carries a huge grin on his face as he turns to his freer.

He clearly wasn't lying about his time as a fighter -- He had an incredible build. Muscular, with bulky arms and legs, big pecs, and faintly defined abs. It was obvious he had atrophied a little, or had not been eating enough as a frog, but he was still impressively bulky, built for practicality and less so vanity. He has silky silver hair that ended at his shoulders, straight with a centre parting. He has an angular, handsome face and strong jawline, with a thick moustache adorning his top lip, light stubble around the rest of his chin and cheeks. He has a medium amount of white body hair, and he must have been in his late 40s or 50s, a well-aged silver fox who wasn't entirely past his prime just yet.

"Yaay!" Ruffles yells out in tandem, getting up to clap as Hugo rushes towards her, lifting her up into the air with a big spin. She squeals as he presses her huge chest against his, squishing her tightly before throwing her back on the sofa. He looks down, gesturing his hands towards his cock with a huge grin. "Oh, how I've missed you!" He yells, having been transformed with a raging erection. His cock was impressive, at least for the onlooking Ruffles, at around 8 inches long, with a hefty weight to it. His balls dangled beneath heavily, and at the base of his crotch was a trimmed bed of white hairs, with a happy trail leading up to his belly button. Ruffles also gets a decent look at his tattoos -- Of which he had a handful.

On his left arm was a portrait of an old-looking kobold, reading 'KOROMEN R.I.P' underneath, and the letters 'BBM' across his chest in a sort of crude font, both of which relatively faded. His body was heavily scarred, having seen plenty of combat. His eyes were piercing but expressive, and he had a small scar on his brow that matched the one seen while he was a frog. Ruffles also sees the hyphen-shaped frog pupils in his eyes for a few seconds, before he blinks, and they disappear. He was of a far higher standard than most men in Spyt, and Ruffles couldn't help but swoon a little as she watches. He wears a strange expression, though, of hollow delight -- Frustration, perhaps. A wide smile, with angry eyes.

"Holy shit! I'm so pent up, you have no idea! I'd say this is what getting out of prison feels like, but they never fuckin' caught me!" He yells, grinning, looking towards Ruffles almost expectantly. "Well? You wanted to scratch that fuckin' itch! Spread em!" He beams, and she cant help but smile in reply. She wasn't completely satisfied, interrupted earlier, and she has no real reason not to this time -- Apart from the fact that that this is a complete stranger who was until recently a tiny animal, who she had known for about ten minutes. He seemed trustworthy to her, at least, but Ruffles wasn't known for being a great judge of character.

"Yeah!" Ruffles replies, leaning back on the sofa and spreading her ample legs a little, though she lets out a little squeak when Hugo grabs them, lifting her ankles up over her head. He pulls them apart, exposing her more private parts in entirety, as she attempts to cover her breasts with her hands in some last-ditch, futile effort of modesty. Her slit was still soaked, and her asshole winked in anticipation. Hugo could barely decide what to go for first, grinning like he was about to tear into a huge feast.

"Fuck, you smell good." He breathes, still with a wide smile on his face, always slightly skewed to one side in a permanent smirk. Her scent was strong, but by no means bad -- An erotic, mature, musky smell that Hugo seemed to be enjoying thoroughly. "I've got a good nose on me, you know."

"T-Thanks?" She asks, almost self-conscious, though she barely gets a chance to say anything else before he burrows his face into her groin, pushing his tongue in her twat, starting off low as he practically tonguefucks her, nuzzling her crotch. Pulling his tongue out momentarily, he dives in again, moving further up as he plays with her clit, skilfully swirling his tongue around her sensitive spot, sealing it with his lips as he sucks on it in his mouth. She adores the tenderness of his tongue, especially in comparison to her previous experiences. Though the encounter was very sudden, it was far more passionate, and she felt more loved than used. The heat in her grew to a peak as he dexterously devoured her cooch, following up with a playful kiss on her ring. Her legs were still raised up high above her head, her toes squirming as she feels each tingle run through her body.

She bites on her lip as he slides his heavy cock between her lower lips, dragging it between her valley without inserting, slathering it in her juices. Ruffles is squirming, begging for relief as Hugo continues to tease her, edge her. She's driven wild, bucking her hips in this position to try and force him to fuck her, as Hugo brings up her frustration to a peak. Watching her go wild, eyes devoid of all but want, practically begging with big, dilated pupils, panting impatiently. Teetering back, he rolls his hips ever so slightly, and with his next thrust he plunges inside her. She lets out a squeak of delight as he starts, balls pressing against her cheeks as he slides all the way in, before teasingly pulling back.

The man can barely hold himself back either, and he pushes forward once more with intent. He lets go of Ruffles' legs, letting her feet rest on his shoulders in a tough position, though, as a dancer, she's more than flexible enough to handle it. He grips the back of the sofa, and locks eyes with her, a slight smile skewed on his face. "You ready?" He asks, to which she replies with an exasperated moan of approval, nodding her head as he thrusts deep once more. It gets steadily rougher, this time, as Hugo pounds her like he's been waiting for decades. His powerful movements are only aided by his own strength, and in this position, each thrust hits the perfect spot for the poor goblin, ramming her senseless. he yelps with every thrust, a soft but high moan that echoes slightly under the bridge behind them Accompanied by the noisy sounds of flesh on flesh.

The size difference is something -- Ruffles dwarfed by Hugo, completely dominated by his strength as he fucks her further beneath him, completely at his whim. The slow, passionate pace beforehand had turned into something animalistic, furious almost, as he rams her like it was his last day on Oria. Her racing mind and filthy thoughts are replaced with bliss, entering a complete trance of pleasure as her hole is pounded, dicked mindless. It was as if everything was leading up to this, and she'd be perfectly happy with only this, from now on. Hugo's stamina was particularly impressive, but it wasn't too long before he started to lose proper control of his movements, his thrusting becoming far shakier and rougher. With a gruff grunt, he pushes down on her, hilting the length of his cock inside. His shaft jolts as he empties his balls inside her, filling her gap with thick man-cream. Ruffles yells out in absolute bliss, her legs shaking and cunt clenching as she's filled up, using her finger to rub herself at the same time, her arm lodged tightly between the sweaty pair. She reaches a tipping point, squirting all over Hugo's stomach.

They lay there for a few moments, completely locked, before Hugo slowly pulls out. His own cum drips over the sodden sofa, pooling on the ground as it pours from her ravaged hole. He backs off, allowing her to put down her sore legs as she lay there, panting, with a soft smile on her face. She raises her left arm, putting her wrist on her forehead as she lay exhausted. Hugo almost falls on his ass, sitting down on the stone as he catches his own breath.

"F-Fuck." He grins, staring at his handywork. "You have no idea how long I've needed to get that outta me." He says, though his cock remained rigid, his lust apparently not entirely subsided. Ruffles, however, was destroyed. Barely able to come up with a response. His legs were a little shaky as he stood, but Ruffles noticed something else a little odd about him. He seemed almost possessed, armed with a powerful libido she wasn't sure she could keep up with.

"W-Wow..." She musters, as Hugo comes in closer, kissing her soft tummy and moving up towards her chest, tugging on her nipple with his mouth. She softly whimpers, and he moves up to the right of her neck, kissing it tenderly. She keeps her hand over her face with her arm up, panting, covered in a sheen of sweat. Hugo moves to the left side, gently grabbing her wrist with his much larger hand to keep it in place. He moves in closer to her armpit, where he draws a long breath. From all the running before, and the rigorous physical action now, Ruffles had worked up a distinctive scent, though Hugo wasn't wrong about goblins generally smelling good. She peers through her fingers at what he was about to do, but he dives in and starts to lick, dragging his tongue up the length of her underarm.

"Eh-Ah!" Ruffles moans, the sensation bizarre but pleasant. It's a sensitive area, ticklish, but being licked like that was a surprisingly stimulating sensation. Hugo laps up her sweaty pits shamelessly, as Ruffles practically squeals. "W-What are you doing?" She whimpers, confused but enjoying it nonetheless. Her legs were still jelly from before, but she couldn't help but fidget as he brought his other hand up towards her crotch, his rough fingertip rubbing up against her clit. She squirms at the stimulation from both angles, her initial tenseness turning into acceptance and appreciation as he turns her into jelly in his hands.

"Y-You're still big?" Ruffles questions, feeling his rigid rod press up against her thighflesh. Words weren't coming to her mouth in the way she intended, her brain scrambled to mush.

"Apparently." He responds breathily, dragging himself away from her pit. His eyes scanned her plump, curvy bod, taking note of her eager expression.

"C-Can you... Can you put it in my butt?" She requests, swivelling her hips to press her pillowy tush up against his shaft, caressing it with slow movements. "I- Um. It feels really good, there, as well..." She stammers. Ruffles was borderline shameless, but it was a different experience with the silver haired stranger. Considering they just made a deal to be partners, she wanted to be seen with some kind of dignity and respect. Hugo, however, obliged comfortably, inserting a slippery finger in her backside, stretching her ring around his thick digit. "Y-Yeah! More!" She nods heatedly.

She lay on the couch sideways as he sat in an upwards position, the back-half of the sofa having been snapped back flat from their brutal fucking. Hugo slips his thumb inside her, stretching her hole playfully, tugging on the edge of her asshole. She fidgets needily as he slips his finger out, adjusting his position to prop his tip up against her donut. With a slow forward thrust he wedges it inside the snug hole. Ruffles lets out another little squeal of delight as Hugo plugs her second gap, rising to a comfortable but far less rigorous pace. He was tiring out, almost like his cock was outpacing him. Even he seemed a little confused by it, but couldn't quite stop himself. Ruffles lay on her side with her chest turned upwards, her colossal tits bouncing with each smack of their hips. Hugo leans over to pop a nipple into his mouth, tugging on it with his lips and cheekily nibbling her nip.

He tongues her stiff nipples a little longer, Ruff stroking the back of his head with her clawed fingers, moaning elatedly. Hugo, however, pushes away, leaning up to focus entirely on slapping his hips against hers. Ruffles reaches back up with her arm, pressing a stubby hand to Hugo's scraggly cheek as they lock eyes, a remote but joyous stare on her face. He embraces her arm with his, but slides his hand up to grab her wrist. Leaning further back, he drags it for extra leverage to pound her. He pulls her arm towards him tightly and with each ram he pushes her away, keeping her close on his cock as she wails, her lips shaped into a circle, her eyes clenching further shut as he picks up the pace.

Exhausted, Hugo pounds into her one final time, wrapping his arms around her as he creampies her other hole, stuffing her with his thick white goo, the tiny goblin's hole stretched wide to accommodate his girthier features. Ruffles squeals out an exasperated "Yes!" as Hugo spasms inside her, pulling out to another tiny stream of splooge oozing away onto the completely destroyed sofa - What he at one point considered his favourite chair. Ruffles lay there in paradise, panting happily, paralyzed. Hugo's furious lust hadn't subsided, however, and he leans over with his back rising and falling as he pants, strands of hair obscuring his features. Standing up, Ruffles barely had time to recover before he reaches for her head, guiding it towards the edge of the sofa. She lay on her back with her tied hair falling down onto the ground below, and she barely had time to protest before Hugo slipped his cock between her lips.

His heavy bollocks press against her nose as he slides his cum-smeared shaft all the way down her throat, bulging the front of her neck as the poor girl gags. Her mouth produces hot, wet, noisy glucking noises as he skullfucks the goblin, who isn't in a position to resist. His poignant balls, still smelling of her, slaps against her nose over and over as her eyes squeeze shut. Desperate for air, she pushes against his stomach to get him to stop, but her little strength results in a futile effort. She just holds her throat, feeling it swell as he drags it back and forth, air was barely getting to her lungs. Her pathetic attempt at resistance remains unnoticed as he leans over her, slipping two fingers in her slit, fingering her rapidly, his seed still inside her. He pushes his two fingertips up against the top wall of her pussy, hammering it with quick flicks of his wrist. Poor Ruffles was completely overwhelmed, her brain starved of air and her pussy pounded relentlessly. His fingers were so fast that she couldn't help but reluctantly squirt again, jittering as she rides the heights of another orgasm with a cock in her throat.

She makes as much noise as she could with a plugged mouth, her hips bucking in pleasure and discomfort as Hugo rips his fingers out for a second, only to slip them back in as soon as she was finished. She had passed the point of passionate lovemaking, and it had turned into something entirely carnal, reminding her of how she was railed by her patrons at the street show -- Used, broken, but fulfilled. She was physically exhausted and yet she was still pushed to the edge, her body could barely handle it, and yet she was in a state of absolute rapture. Hugo would bring her to the brink of a third orgasm after another three or four minutes, and as she came, he clutched her throat securely, ramming his own inside. His balls pressed tightly against her face as she could feel every movement of his dick in her mouth, splattering her throat with semen, forcing her to chug down every ounce as she spluttered and gagged, clawing at his wrists, for it was all she could do.

Her legs kicked as she ran out of air, but Hugo gave her the chance to finally properly breathe, pulling out with his last two spurts covering her chin, and leaving a small puddle on her chest. Saliva stringed from her tongue to his cock, and Ruffles had all but checked out -- Mentally and physically exhausted from the ruthless Hugo, she'd blanked out, just panting with a half-smile, her eyes rolled up into the back of her head. What she expected to be a quickie ended up a sweaty, profane fucksession. A quick glance at Hugo revealed he had hardly begun to feel the same. He was still at full mast, panting, staring at her with all sense of his humanity lost. He was a complete animal in whatever state he had become, and Ruffles, afraid, dragged herself back up into a seated position, pulling her legs up to her chest.