Shifty Characters Ch. 02

And in a week or two, he'd get bored and abandon the brainwashed little fey, and her remolded heart would be broken for just as long.

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Larya's knees were shaking. She locked them, desperate to keep her balance.

The lights were getting brighter.

"Now, listen close, little chick." The goblin gave a wide grin. Was it just Larya's imagination, or was his skin...smoothing? "You've been a good lass so far. Keep staring at the ball."

Don't stare at the ball, Larya told herself furiously. Once again, she tried to avert her eyes, only for one of the lights to be caught by the metal sphere in just such a pretty way...

"Yes," the goblin rasped. His silver eyes glittered in the darkness. "Don't think, lass. Can't think. When you think, the lights flash. Can't think. When you think, the ball spins just so pretty. Can't think. When you think, all you can think about is my voice, my words. Commands. You want to follow my commands."

She wanted to follow his commands. It would feel so nice if she followed his commands.

"S-stop," she said, her trembling voice barely above a whisper.

The goblin chuckled. Was his nose shrinking so subtly, getting shorter, less beak-like? "Can't stop this, silly lass. You can't stop us. You're ours now."

"No..." But Larya felt the fuzziness in her head growing like an infection, spreading, crowding all thoughts out and leaving only static. She bit her lip.

"Oh, yes. Can't think."

"Can't...no, please—"

"Light glitters. Reflects off the ball." His face was turning softer, less bony. "So hard to think."

"So hard to think," echoed voices all around.

Larya tried to make herself turn to look for the sources, but couldn't. She bit her lip harder, her last weak show of defiance. "Who..."

"We're alone." The sphere flashed. "You're imagining things." The sphere flashed again.

Larya felt her knees unlock and start to quake again. She visibly swayed. Imagining...things...

"Poor, helpless little waif in the woods." The sphere flashed. "We'll put you to good use."

And now Larya could see—see him. The goblin's hideous countenance had vanished, and now...

Still half her size, the goblin now had curly white hair. His skin was still gray, but his face was incredibly handsome, with a much squarer chin and a cute button nose. His teeth were still sharp, but more like those of a hunting cat than a shark now. He wore a simple dark suit. Only his piercing silvery gaze remained unchanged.

The goblin smiled, and with that beautiful smile, Larya felt her much-battered willpower crumbling away. The smile was friendly, but his tone was cruel, capricious. "Get on your knees."

Her knees were shaking. She started to let them buckle, then stopped, jerking back up.

Larya struggled mightily then. She struggled with the goblin's hypnosis. She struggled with the shiny ball. She struggled with the lingering lust from the succubus's 'attentions'. But more than anything, the young woman struggled with a need to be dominated that had been with her for many, many years.

She whimpered. "Don't do this."

The goblin just kept smiling.

Larya fell to her knees. She was now roughly six inches below the seductive fey, the top of her head level with his chin.

"Good girl," the goblin whispered. He stroked her hair, just like the succubus had done, and Larya couldn't contain a slight cry. "Ooh, eager, are we?"

She stared up at the silver ball, eyes wide. It was so...so pretty. So pretty.

The world had faded away, like it had never existed at all. Even the lights had vanished, though she knew they were not gone. All she could see was the pretty silver sphere and that beautiful, angelic face.

"Now you see us as we really are," the goblin said. "In your world, ugly little lepers. In the Murk..." He smirked, giving the sphere a little twirl. Larya felt her heart do a little twirl of its own as it went. "Well, I can tell you like what you see."

Larya couldn't swallow. All she could do was stare at the ball—and its bearer—in growing adoration. How had she not understood before? How had she not seen how beautiful they all were?

She felt something trickling down the inside of her thigh. Felt dozens of little hands grasping her, pawing at her, squeezing her breasts and tickling her legs. She twitched, helpless before the flashing ball.

"You're easy," the goblin said. He reached down with one hand, but Larya couldn't see what he was doing. "What an easy girl you are. You're really asking for this, aren't you?"

Larya sucked in a deep breath. The sphere flashed again, and she trembled as a hand brushed by her wet lips.

The beautiful goblin chuckled. "Interesting. Very interesting. It's like you're born to be dominated by fey." He leered at her, seeming to sense something. "Oh, you are, aren't you? Never had anyone break so easy. Easier than a wifwolf in heat. Easier than a lovelorn lust sprite. You're practically a fey yourself."

Larya shivered as the hand touched her cunt again—and this time started to enter. She wanted to fight. She needed to fight. She needed...needed...

The goblin unbuttoned his trousers, and the static in her mind flared up for a moment.

"You need to suck me off," he said. It wasn't a request. It was barely even a command.

It was a fact.

Slowly, the metal ball lowered, catching the light as it went and making Larya feel even dizzier. It came to rest beside an enormous, beautiful cock, pointed straight up at her.

Larya stared at it, mouth opening unconsciously. She heard laughter.

"Suck, chick," the goblin crowed. "Put that pretty mouth to work. Ain't every day we catch a human quite so eager." More laughter. "I mean, you practically dropped on your knees and begged for this."

The penis was larger than any Larya had ever seen—not that she'd seen many in her hometown. It gave a little throb, staring up at her expectantly.

Before Larya knew it, her lips were fastened around the cock and sucking like it was a delectable candy. She moaned into it, feeling the nimble little fingers push inside of her, thrumming gently over her moist clit.

The goblin gave a surprised cry as she grabbed him by the waist for better purchase. Then he started to pant. Then he started to moan.

She was leaning over to suck, and now someone pushed her over so she was on her hands and knees. And then another huge cock was pressing into her cunt from behind as the fingers withdrew, and she moaned louder into the object of her desire, spasming as she felt a mind-blowing orgasm overtaking her. The ecstasy surged through the young woman, making her even hornier, even more determined to please her new maser.

She ran her tongue over his cock, sucking hungrily. The goblin was screaming now, and cumming, and the sweetest taste was entering her mouth. The moment it did, she needed more. She kept sucking, holding his waist firmly in place. She felt her head getting lighter and lighter the more she tasted, until she wasn't even controlling her own body—only the primal need for more pleasure, more, more, kept her going.

She felt the other goblin cumming into her from behind, and the lust only grew. She needed them. She needed all of them. She needed to...to serve, to be theirs, to be theirs forever.

The goblin who had hypnotized her fell away, looking stunned. She didn't care. She just grabbed the nearest hot body and took its cock in her mouth. More. More.

The silver ball fell to the ground and vanished. She didn't notice.

But in an empty moss-draped clearing just a few yards off the main path, a bright metal sphere fell to the ground and lay there.

Just then, three travelers were coming up the path.

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Goblin's Note: Thanks for reading! Next chapter: The two groups meet up, and we finally see what that doppelganger's up to now.

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