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Though Irving was only spanking Tlech’s rear playfully, it still stung a bit after her repeated slaps and turned a light shade of pinkish green. It certainly got her up and awake, that much was sure, though she shot a few extra grumbles her roommate’s way. The groping while she stretched would normally have been, if not welcomed, at least tolerated, but the light soreness to the pudgy goblin’s ass made it aggravating to her, and she shot daggers at the girl with her eyes in an attempt to get her to stop. The morning was not her time, and she was not about to deal with fucking around. At least, not until she had been awake for a little while and all the gears were turning properly in her mind. "Don’t remind me" she grumbled at the assertion that they had plenty of time before her shift began, though she didn’t mind going to get breakfast, and once she had gotten dressed they made their way there.
It took them a little longer than normal to get to the kitchen, mostly because Tlech shuffled fairly slowly and muttered gibberish to herself, her eyes still half-lidded. It was absolutely packed with people getting ready for or getting off of their shifts, and in any case it was far too early for her to lobby the cook for a quicky blowjob. Normally she slept in a lot more than this, so she could only catch a quick meal before going about her duties, but this time they did have a good amount of time to sit down and eat together. The pudgy goblin had a plate of worms, this time not seasoned quite as heavily as her dinner meal, but still mashed the way she liked them. She took a little while with her eating, towards the end saying "Sorry if’n I got mad, jus’ ye know ‘ow I get wakin’ up." After that the two made their way up to the walls after a quick "tanks" to the cook. The trip to the walls was uneventful, and when they got there they were still a bit early, though the demon they were taking the place of didn’t object of course. Tlech assumed her position next to Irving, looking out over the barren landscape of Hell and sighing a little. It wasn’t nearly so pretty as the world she had been summoned into. She had wished earlier that she could bring her roommates with her, but as she stood there and watched how the slimmer goblin enjoyed the sights she knew that it was probably for the best that she would never see that other world, so that she would continue to look out over these walls with the same wonder and enjoyment.
Though Irving was only spanking Tlech’s rear playfully, it still stung a bit after her repeated slaps and turned a light shade of pinkish green. It certainly got her up and awake, that much was sure, though she shot a few extra grumbles her roommate’s way. The groping while she stretched would normally have been, if not welcomed, at least tolerated, but the light soreness to the pudgy goblin’s ass made it aggravating to her, and she shot daggers at the girl with her eyes in an attempt to get her to stop. The morning was not her time, and she was not about to deal with fucking around. At least, not until she had been awake for a little while and all the gears were turning properly in her mind. "Don’t remind me" she grumbled at the assertion that they had plenty of time before her shift began, though she didn’t mind going to get breakfast, and once she had gotten dressed they made their way there.
It took them a little longer than normal to get to the kitchen, mostly because Tlech shuffled fairly slowly and muttered gibberish to herself, her eyes still half-lidded. It was absolutely packed with people getting ready for or getting off of their shifts, and in any case it was far too early for her to lobby the cook for a quicky blowjob. Normally she slept in a lot more than this, so she could only catch a quick meal before going about her duties, but this time they did have a good amount of time to sit down and eat together. The pudgy goblin had a plate of worms, this time not seasoned quite as heavily as her dinner meal, but still mashed the way she liked them. She took a little while with her eating, towards the end saying "Sorry if’n I got mad, jus’ ye know ‘ow I get wakin’ up." After that the two made their way up to the walls after a quick "tanks" to the cook. The trip to the walls was uneventful, and when they got there they were still a bit early, though the demon they were taking the place of didn’t object of course. Tlech assumed her position next to Irving, looking out over the barren landscape of Hell and sighing a little. It wasn’t nearly so pretty as the world she had been summoned into. She had wished earlier that she could bring her roommates with her, but as she stood there and watched how the slimmer goblin enjoyed the sights she knew that it was probably for the best that she would never see that other world, so that she would continue to look out over these walls with the same wonder and enjoyment.
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Picking a spot on the wall, Irving sat down and dangled her legs over the side of the fort's wall, smirking and watching the colors of Hell's aurora play out across the blasted landscape. She had always liked the colors.
The first two hours of Tlech's watch were more or less completely uneventful, but then Tlech felt the same tug she'd felt the day before, when she'd been called to Bobby's side. The scent of blood, and the sight of a battle between undead and a group of warriors played out before her. There was nothing happening here, and Irving was sitting beside her to cover for her, so Tlech had no reason not to accept the summons that would take her at least temporarily out of Hell....
And if she did accept, Tlech would appear, alongside four other goblins, in the midst of a bloody battlefield. She'd been summoned in front of the man that'd called her, a man in a black robe standing beside a woman in skimpy red armor. Fighting in front of her were a group of three, an elven woman in black leather, an armored orc holding a cudgel in both hands, and in the center was a human warrior clad in even heavier armor, a glowing blue sword held in one hand and a shield in the other. They faced off against a half dozen skeletal figures, each of them already slightly broken up.
"Take them down," her summoner said gruffly, "And take your rewards from them as well if they still live!" The other goblins, two male and two female, grinned and started toward the melee without much thought, but given the rate at which the warriors were taking down the skeletons they were already fighting it was unlikely that these opponents would go down easily.
Tlech: HP = 67, PP = 42, EP = 89, Status = Fine, Pregnant, summoned
Picking a spot on the wall, Irving sat down and dangled her legs over the side of the fort's wall, smirking and watching the colors of Hell's aurora play out across the blasted landscape. She had always liked the colors.
The first two hours of Tlech's watch were more or less completely uneventful, but then Tlech felt the same tug she'd felt the day before, when she'd been called to Bobby's side. The scent of blood, and the sight of a battle between undead and a group of warriors played out before her. There was nothing happening here, and Irving was sitting beside her to cover for her, so Tlech had no reason not to accept the summons that would take her at least temporarily out of Hell....
And if she did accept, Tlech would appear, alongside four other goblins, in the midst of a bloody battlefield. She'd been summoned in front of the man that'd called her, a man in a black robe standing beside a woman in skimpy red armor. Fighting in front of her were a group of three, an elven woman in black leather, an armored orc holding a cudgel in both hands, and in the center was a human warrior clad in even heavier armor, a glowing blue sword held in one hand and a shield in the other. They faced off against a half dozen skeletal figures, each of them already slightly broken up.
"Take them down," her summoner said gruffly, "And take your rewards from them as well if they still live!" The other goblins, two male and two female, grinned and started toward the melee without much thought, but given the rate at which the warriors were taking down the skeletons they were already fighting it was unlikely that these opponents would go down easily.
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Tlech watched as Irving sat down on the fortress wall, kicking her legs slightly as they hung over the wall, and then chose her own spot not far away, though rather than sit on the wall she leaned against one of the upraised edges and kept her eyes peeled on the pockmarked, devastated landscape around the fort. The colors of the aurora held little of the charm for her that her roommate derived from them, seeming sickly and artificial, especially after she had been able to gaze up into that blue sky… The watch really dragged on, though some light occasional banter with Irving lessened the intense boredom. As per usual, absolutely nothing menaced their home, nothing even moving in the desolate landscape. About two hours into her shift, though, she felt that same tug on her soul as she had the day before. She could tell sort of what was happening on the other side, could faintly smell blood in the air and hear the sounds of battle. She could also see a bit of the scene she would be getting herself into: A group of warriors seemed to be fighting a gang of undead. Now, the pudgy goblin had heard tell of undead from some of the other goblins who had experienced life outside of the fortress walls a bit more than she had, and they were not pleasant tales. Mostly they came about as the war dead of a group were raised to unlife to fight mindlessly against their former fellows. As such necromancy was rather hated and feared amongst her kind, but it wasn’t enough to keep her from taking advantage of the summoning.
"Gettin’ summoned" Tlech said quietly as she stopped leaning on the wall and sat herself down, "watch fer me." Her short warning and instruction to Irving out of the way, her spirit accepted the offer of summoning, and without delay she felt the same bizarre feeling as before, her soul being sucked through a straw into the mortal world. Just as before she was in full battle array (such as it was) when she arrived, and found herself standing in the middle of a rather bloody battleground surrounded by four more of her kind, two male and two female goblins complimenting her as the reinforcements. She was standing before the one she knew instinctually to have summoned her, a man in a long black robe that she instantly felt uncomfortable about, though she couldn’t place why. There was a woman beside him, one wearing ridiculous red armor that might as well not have been there given all that it covered. She turned then to see the combat, which her summoner pointed her to as he commanded her and the others to defeat his enemies and to take payment from them if possible.
There were three of them there, of all different races. The one in the center was a human man in plate armor, carrying a very impressive sword in one hand that gave off a blue glow, and in the other he held a shield. He seemed quite powerful just by the look of him, one that would need some doing to take down. Another was something Tlech guessed to be an orc, though she could only guess by secondhand stories, wearing similar but lesser armor and holding a very heavy-looking club. The last of them was probably an elf, a woman in leather fighting with daggers. They were all fighting about six undead, skeletal and disturbing, though they were all fairly beaten up; this group must have been good.
The chubby goblin began to draw her spiritual reserves into usable form, her muscles tightening and rippling beneath her pudge, though it showed little outwardly. There was a tinge of pain to go with it, but it was easily masked by the adrenaline flowing through her; her earlier summoning had been a child’s trifle, a single punch to an overweight and unprepared joke. This, though, was sure to be intense combat of the kind she had dreamed of, and she could hardly wait to engage. She held herself back, though, walking carefully towards the fighting and then around in a circular way as her spell took hold of her, observing the elf; she seemed the weakest of the three, so it would be best to take her down first. Cull the weak from an enemy’s number, and more of your own can focus on those that remain, or so her thinking went. She wanted to see if she couldn’t decipher the woman’s fighting style before it was time to strike, to try and avoid those daggers of hers… When she felt that her spell had taken hold properly she would rush forward, using whatever she had learned to try and avoid counterattack as she pounded her fist into the woman’s knee, hopefully crumpling her enough for Tlech to put an elbow in her face.
Tlech watched as Irving sat down on the fortress wall, kicking her legs slightly as they hung over the wall, and then chose her own spot not far away, though rather than sit on the wall she leaned against one of the upraised edges and kept her eyes peeled on the pockmarked, devastated landscape around the fort. The colors of the aurora held little of the charm for her that her roommate derived from them, seeming sickly and artificial, especially after she had been able to gaze up into that blue sky… The watch really dragged on, though some light occasional banter with Irving lessened the intense boredom. As per usual, absolutely nothing menaced their home, nothing even moving in the desolate landscape. About two hours into her shift, though, she felt that same tug on her soul as she had the day before. She could tell sort of what was happening on the other side, could faintly smell blood in the air and hear the sounds of battle. She could also see a bit of the scene she would be getting herself into: A group of warriors seemed to be fighting a gang of undead. Now, the pudgy goblin had heard tell of undead from some of the other goblins who had experienced life outside of the fortress walls a bit more than she had, and they were not pleasant tales. Mostly they came about as the war dead of a group were raised to unlife to fight mindlessly against their former fellows. As such necromancy was rather hated and feared amongst her kind, but it wasn’t enough to keep her from taking advantage of the summoning.
"Gettin’ summoned" Tlech said quietly as she stopped leaning on the wall and sat herself down, "watch fer me." Her short warning and instruction to Irving out of the way, her spirit accepted the offer of summoning, and without delay she felt the same bizarre feeling as before, her soul being sucked through a straw into the mortal world. Just as before she was in full battle array (such as it was) when she arrived, and found herself standing in the middle of a rather bloody battleground surrounded by four more of her kind, two male and two female goblins complimenting her as the reinforcements. She was standing before the one she knew instinctually to have summoned her, a man in a long black robe that she instantly felt uncomfortable about, though she couldn’t place why. There was a woman beside him, one wearing ridiculous red armor that might as well not have been there given all that it covered. She turned then to see the combat, which her summoner pointed her to as he commanded her and the others to defeat his enemies and to take payment from them if possible.
There were three of them there, of all different races. The one in the center was a human man in plate armor, carrying a very impressive sword in one hand that gave off a blue glow, and in the other he held a shield. He seemed quite powerful just by the look of him, one that would need some doing to take down. Another was something Tlech guessed to be an orc, though she could only guess by secondhand stories, wearing similar but lesser armor and holding a very heavy-looking club. The last of them was probably an elf, a woman in leather fighting with daggers. They were all fighting about six undead, skeletal and disturbing, though they were all fairly beaten up; this group must have been good.
The chubby goblin began to draw her spiritual reserves into usable form, her muscles tightening and rippling beneath her pudge, though it showed little outwardly. There was a tinge of pain to go with it, but it was easily masked by the adrenaline flowing through her; her earlier summoning had been a child’s trifle, a single punch to an overweight and unprepared joke. This, though, was sure to be intense combat of the kind she had dreamed of, and she could hardly wait to engage. She held herself back, though, walking carefully towards the fighting and then around in a circular way as her spell took hold of her, observing the elf; she seemed the weakest of the three, so it would be best to take her down first. Cull the weak from an enemy’s number, and more of your own can focus on those that remain, or so her thinking went. She wanted to see if she couldn’t decipher the woman’s fighting style before it was time to strike, to try and avoid those daggers of hers… When she felt that her spell had taken hold properly she would rush forward, using whatever she had learned to try and avoid counterattack as she pounded her fist into the woman’s knee, hopefully crumpling her enough for Tlech to put an elbow in her face.
Fell Might, X = 10. She’ll have 94 dodge, 47 grapple, and 41 Resistance. And then punchy punchy.
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Empowering herself and taking stock of the situation while the other goblins all blindly rushed in, Tlech was able to carefully study the technique utilized by the three fighters in detail even as her muscles tensed as magic ran through them. The orc she found to be a fairly simple combatant, his swings fast and brutal as he smashed his club against one of the skeletons, crushing its rib cage inwards and taking off an arm. The animated pile of bones didn't crumble, however, and it responded along with its comrade with the rusty swords held in their bony hands, slashing at the orc and drawing blood, but the blows didn't seem to phase the berserker in the slightest. The knight was more controlled in his fighting, striking at one of the skeletons with his glowing sword while holding off the other on his shield, taking off its sword arm before he quickly bashed its head off with his shield. The elf held herself in a low crouch, her body constantly in motion as the undead closed in on her, and Tlech might have been surprised that she didn't even seem to try and dodge their swords. Instead, she moved such that the blades barely even touched her, not even drawing blood as they had on the orc, and retaliated immediately by lashing out with her daggers. The tiny blades cut through the brittle bone with surprising ease, but these too failed to fall.
Her kin fared no better than the undead. The female goblins rushed the orc and the knight with primitive cudgels held high, both of them fair stock standard where goblins were concerned, and though they both managed to catch their targets about the waist, the orc simply ignored the blow and the knight didn't even seem to feel it through his armor. Both of them looked frustrated at this. The male goblins, in the meantime, flung themselves at the elf with clubs held high and delighted leers on their faces, but the woman was apparently having none of it. As before, their blows barely seemed to touch her while her counterattack drew bloody crisscrossing lines across each of their throats. The two male goblins fell and then dissolved, returning to Hell, but Tlech had seen enough to know how best to avoid a similar fate.
"Your peons won't hold us off forever Tragar!" the knight shouted even as he continued to fight off the undead and goblins that besieged him, "It ends here! We're not letting you get away with tormenting Pendlehaven anymore!" The man that had summoned Tlech gave a low bark of laughter in response, and the woman standing beside him giggled at the knight's words as well. "Oh I beg to differ. It is your journey that ends today, hero! You and your pet brute. I have to thank you for delivering the maiden to my hands though, I'm sure that she'll prove quite enjoyable!"
Approaching the melee, Tlech slammed a fist into the woman's knee from the side, buckling the limb inwards and causing her to emit a sudden cry of pain. Dropped to her knees, she nonetheless slashed wildly at Tlech, who leaned back so that her neck was just out of reach of the elf's blades, before ramming an elbow into the woman's face. She tumbled backwards, bleeding from her smashed nose, and the knight suddenly shouted; "Vivian!" Smashing down the other skeleton he'd been facing with ease, the knight turned to Tlech with a scowl, "You'll pay for that goblin! Donigen, watch my back!" The orc, as he smashed another skeleton, casually replied; "You got it Bob!" The knight, blocking another hit from the other goblin's club with his shield without even looking at her (she looked absolutely furious by this point,) advanced on Tlech even as he replied to the orc; "That's Sir Robert! I didn't go through all that training so that people could call me Bob dammit!"
Leaving the orc to fend off the others, the knight wasn't quick enough to keep the elf from being knocked out, as she rose back to her knees and tried even less effectively than last time to swipe at Tlech. The skeletons promptly smacked her in the head with the flat of their blades, and then the fighters that Tlech had been conjured to fight were down to two against six, eight if one included the summoner and the half-naked woman standing next to him. "That one is really quite impressive isn't she? Unusual for a goblin. Nice tits too," the summoner remarked as he observed the battle, causing the woman beside him to fume silently.
Tlech: HP = 60/67, PP = 42, EP = 71/89, Status = Fine, Pregnant, summoned Fell Might X = 10.
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Round 1
Tlech activates Fell Might at X = 10.
The elf (slayer) retains whirling death and scissor defense.
The still raging orc (berserker) tries to squish a skeleton.
Attack: Hit.
Damage: 1 + 7 + 37 = 45/2 = 23 damage on skeleton 1.
The knight attacks a different skeleton with shield bash and sword.
Attack: Both hit.
Damage (Sword) : 4 + 2 + 39 = 45/2 = 23 damage on skeleton 3.
Damage (Shield) : 1 + 5 + 3 + 28 = 37/2 = 19 damage on skeleton 3.
Skeleton 3 is destroyed.
Skeletons 1 and 2 attack the orc berserker.
Attacks: Automatic hit.
Damage: 1 + 3 + 20 - 23 = 1 damage per hit.
Skeleton 4 attacks the knight.
Attack: Hit.
Damage: 6 + 5 + 20 - 26 = 5 damage.
Skeletons 5 and 6 attack the elf slayer.
Attacks: Automatic hit.
Damage: 3 + 1 + 20 - 5 - 8 - 12 = 0 damage. Total AV of 25 with dem skills active.
She counterattacks: Double hit on both skeletons.
Damage: 5 + 2 + 20 + 8 = 35/2 = 18 damage per hit, times 2 equals 36 damage total.
The male goblins rush at the elf using 20 points of defensive fighting.
Attacks: Automatic Hit.
Damage: 2 + 1 + 20 - 25 = 0 damage.
Her counterattacks: All hit.
Damage: 2 + 3 + 20 + 8 - 9 = 24 damage per hit, total of 48 damage on each goblin.
Female goblin 1 attacks the orc, and female goblin 2 attacks the knight.
Attacks: Hit and hit.
Damage: 4 + 1 + 20 - 23/26 = 2 damage on the orc and 0 damage on the knight.
Round 2
Tlech punches dat elf.
Attack: Hit.
Damage: 4 + 12 + 30 - 25 = 21 damage.
Counterattacks: Both miss.
The elf double attacks Tlech.
Attacks: Miss miss.
The still raging orc tries to squish the same skeleton.
Attack: Hit.
Damage: 3 + 4 + 37 = 44/2 = 22 damage on skeleton 1.
Skeleton 1 is destroyed.
The knight attacks a different skeleton with shield bash and sword.
Attack: Both hit.
Damage (Sword) : 3 + 3 + 39 = 45/2 = 23 damage on skeleton 4.
Damage (Shield) : 4 + 4 + 4 + 28 = 40/2 = 20 damage on skeleton 4.
Skeleton 4 is destroyed.
Skeletons 2 attacks the orc berserker.
Attacks: Automatic hit.
Damage: 5 + 4 + 20 - 23 = 6 damage.
Skeletons 5 and 6 attack the elf slayer.
Attacks: Both hit.
Damage: 5 + 4 + 20 - 5 = 24 damage per hit. The elf is koed.
Female goblin 1 attacks the orc, and female goblin 2 attacks the knight.
Attacks: Hit and miss.
Damage: 2 + 3 + 20 - 23 = 2 damage on the orc.
Tlech activates Fell Might at X = 10.
The elf (slayer) retains whirling death and scissor defense.
The still raging orc (berserker) tries to squish a skeleton.
Attack: Hit.
Damage: 1 + 7 + 37 = 45/2 = 23 damage on skeleton 1.
The knight attacks a different skeleton with shield bash and sword.
Attack: Both hit.
Damage (Sword) : 4 + 2 + 39 = 45/2 = 23 damage on skeleton 3.
Damage (Shield) : 1 + 5 + 3 + 28 = 37/2 = 19 damage on skeleton 3.
Skeleton 3 is destroyed.
Skeletons 1 and 2 attack the orc berserker.
Attacks: Automatic hit.
Damage: 1 + 3 + 20 - 23 = 1 damage per hit.
Skeleton 4 attacks the knight.
Attack: Hit.
Damage: 6 + 5 + 20 - 26 = 5 damage.
Skeletons 5 and 6 attack the elf slayer.
Attacks: Automatic hit.
Damage: 3 + 1 + 20 - 5 - 8 - 12 = 0 damage. Total AV of 25 with dem skills active.
She counterattacks: Double hit on both skeletons.
Damage: 5 + 2 + 20 + 8 = 35/2 = 18 damage per hit, times 2 equals 36 damage total.
The male goblins rush at the elf using 20 points of defensive fighting.
Attacks: Automatic Hit.
Damage: 2 + 1 + 20 - 25 = 0 damage.
Her counterattacks: All hit.
Damage: 2 + 3 + 20 + 8 - 9 = 24 damage per hit, total of 48 damage on each goblin.
Female goblin 1 attacks the orc, and female goblin 2 attacks the knight.
Attacks: Hit and hit.
Damage: 4 + 1 + 20 - 23/26 = 2 damage on the orc and 0 damage on the knight.
Round 2
Tlech punches dat elf.
Attack: Hit.
Damage: 4 + 12 + 30 - 25 = 21 damage.
Counterattacks: Both miss.
The elf double attacks Tlech.
Attacks: Miss miss.
The still raging orc tries to squish the same skeleton.
Attack: Hit.
Damage: 3 + 4 + 37 = 44/2 = 22 damage on skeleton 1.
Skeleton 1 is destroyed.
The knight attacks a different skeleton with shield bash and sword.
Attack: Both hit.
Damage (Sword) : 3 + 3 + 39 = 45/2 = 23 damage on skeleton 4.
Damage (Shield) : 4 + 4 + 4 + 28 = 40/2 = 20 damage on skeleton 4.
Skeleton 4 is destroyed.
Skeletons 2 attacks the orc berserker.
Attacks: Automatic hit.
Damage: 5 + 4 + 20 - 23 = 6 damage.
Skeletons 5 and 6 attack the elf slayer.
Attacks: Both hit.
Damage: 5 + 4 + 20 - 5 = 24 damage per hit. The elf is koed.
Female goblin 1 attacks the orc, and female goblin 2 attacks the knight.
Attacks: Hit and miss.
Damage: 2 + 3 + 20 - 23 = 2 damage on the orc.
Empowering herself and taking stock of the situation while the other goblins all blindly rushed in, Tlech was able to carefully study the technique utilized by the three fighters in detail even as her muscles tensed as magic ran through them. The orc she found to be a fairly simple combatant, his swings fast and brutal as he smashed his club against one of the skeletons, crushing its rib cage inwards and taking off an arm. The animated pile of bones didn't crumble, however, and it responded along with its comrade with the rusty swords held in their bony hands, slashing at the orc and drawing blood, but the blows didn't seem to phase the berserker in the slightest. The knight was more controlled in his fighting, striking at one of the skeletons with his glowing sword while holding off the other on his shield, taking off its sword arm before he quickly bashed its head off with his shield. The elf held herself in a low crouch, her body constantly in motion as the undead closed in on her, and Tlech might have been surprised that she didn't even seem to try and dodge their swords. Instead, she moved such that the blades barely even touched her, not even drawing blood as they had on the orc, and retaliated immediately by lashing out with her daggers. The tiny blades cut through the brittle bone with surprising ease, but these too failed to fall.
Her kin fared no better than the undead. The female goblins rushed the orc and the knight with primitive cudgels held high, both of them fair stock standard where goblins were concerned, and though they both managed to catch their targets about the waist, the orc simply ignored the blow and the knight didn't even seem to feel it through his armor. Both of them looked frustrated at this. The male goblins, in the meantime, flung themselves at the elf with clubs held high and delighted leers on their faces, but the woman was apparently having none of it. As before, their blows barely seemed to touch her while her counterattack drew bloody crisscrossing lines across each of their throats. The two male goblins fell and then dissolved, returning to Hell, but Tlech had seen enough to know how best to avoid a similar fate.
"Your peons won't hold us off forever Tragar!" the knight shouted even as he continued to fight off the undead and goblins that besieged him, "It ends here! We're not letting you get away with tormenting Pendlehaven anymore!" The man that had summoned Tlech gave a low bark of laughter in response, and the woman standing beside him giggled at the knight's words as well. "Oh I beg to differ. It is your journey that ends today, hero! You and your pet brute. I have to thank you for delivering the maiden to my hands though, I'm sure that she'll prove quite enjoyable!"
Approaching the melee, Tlech slammed a fist into the woman's knee from the side, buckling the limb inwards and causing her to emit a sudden cry of pain. Dropped to her knees, she nonetheless slashed wildly at Tlech, who leaned back so that her neck was just out of reach of the elf's blades, before ramming an elbow into the woman's face. She tumbled backwards, bleeding from her smashed nose, and the knight suddenly shouted; "Vivian!" Smashing down the other skeleton he'd been facing with ease, the knight turned to Tlech with a scowl, "You'll pay for that goblin! Donigen, watch my back!" The orc, as he smashed another skeleton, casually replied; "You got it Bob!" The knight, blocking another hit from the other goblin's club with his shield without even looking at her (she looked absolutely furious by this point,) advanced on Tlech even as he replied to the orc; "That's Sir Robert! I didn't go through all that training so that people could call me Bob dammit!"
Leaving the orc to fend off the others, the knight wasn't quick enough to keep the elf from being knocked out, as she rose back to her knees and tried even less effectively than last time to swipe at Tlech. The skeletons promptly smacked her in the head with the flat of their blades, and then the fighters that Tlech had been conjured to fight were down to two against six, eight if one included the summoner and the half-naked woman standing next to him. "That one is really quite impressive isn't she? Unusual for a goblin. Nice tits too," the summoner remarked as he observed the battle, causing the woman beside him to fume silently.
Robert, Knight, spent 8 EP, taken 5 damage.
Donigen, orc berserker, taken 10 damage.
Vivian, elf slayer, taken 77 damage, unconscious
male goblin 1, gone
male goblin 2, gone
female goblin 1, fine
female goblin 2, fine
skeleton 1, destroyed
skeleton 2, fine
skeleton 3, destroyed
skeleton 4, destroyed
skeleton 5, taken 36 damage
skeleton 6, taken 36 damage
summoner, spent 15 EP
summoner's aid, fine
Donigen, orc berserker, taken 10 damage.
Vivian, elf slayer, taken 77 damage, unconscious
male goblin 1, gone
male goblin 2, gone
female goblin 1, fine
female goblin 2, fine
skeleton 1, destroyed
skeleton 2, fine
skeleton 3, destroyed
skeleton 4, destroyed
skeleton 5, taken 36 damage
skeleton 6, taken 36 damage
summoner, spent 15 EP
summoner's aid, fine
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Unlike the other goblins, who just rushed into the combat without much thought, Tlech’s careful observation yielded some fruit. She wasn’t the smartest of goblins even, but she didn’t lack for cleverness, and she had always been pretty cautious. Quickly she was able to dismiss the orcish warrior amongst her opponents, as his style was simple and straightforward; smash things with his club. Not to say he wouldn’t be dangerous, of course. He was clearly quite strong, and he swung the heavy club around with speed and authority, doing quite horrific damage to the undead attacking him. The human knight was another matter entirely. Not only was his equipment impressive, he had a measured, fluid fighting style, able to defend himself with his shield while slashing with his sword. He would definitely be a problem when it came time to take him down. The elven woman that she had elected to go for, though, was even more fluid. She made no attempt to dodge the attacks of the undead. Instead she made small, subtle motions to ensure that while their blades made contact, they glanced off the leather she wore and did no real damage to her. Her counterattacks were swift and well-placed, and though the skeletons were sturdy they were doing real damage.
The other goblins were next in line to throw themselves at the gang of adventurers, and they did so almost as mindlessly as the undead. The women, predictably, went after the orc and the human, and the men went for the elf, likely thinking mostly of their reward if they were to win. Any such thoughts were definitely premature. The females found their targets relatively compliant, not countering them as they hit the two male warriors about the waist with wooden clubs, but the attacks seemingly did nothing to the men. The armor almost certainly absorbed any hurt the human would have received, and the orc seemed brutish enough not to care. The male goblins fared even worse in their attacks on the elf, their clubs glancing off of her before she swiftly lashed out, slicing both their throats open wide with one impressive motion. Blood spurted from the wounds briefly as the goblins fell to the ground, but almost immediately their bodies began to dissolve to nothingness, their souls returning to Hell as their summoning was broken. This woman was good, but if Tlech could land just one solid hit she was sure she could put a hurting on her, and the goblin thought she would be able to avoid those daggers at least long enough to finish off this opponent, even if she paid a price for it.
The pudgy goblin heard the shouted conversation between the man and her summoner, and she realized why the hooded man, apparently named Tragar, made her feel uncomfortable. He reminded her of her mistress in some way. Maybe it was the arrogance he seemed to exude. Maybe it was just something about the way he spoke, his diction. Whatever the case, Tlech felt a little wary about him. If she did survive to the end of the combat, she would have to be careful about the way she addressed him.
In any case, it was time for Tlech to make her entrance into the fighting. She had managed to maneuver her way around to the side of the elf, who was still engaged with the undead, so she had to perfect angle to strike… With every ounce of speed she could muster the chubby goblin rushed forward and swung at the woman’s knee, her magically enhanced muscles speeding the blow with a swiftness she didn’t normally have. Her fist hit square where she wanted to, not like the glancing blows the undead and her fellow goblins had managed to land, and the joint buckled inward just as she had planned. The elven woman cried out in pain as she fell to her knees, lashing out with her daggers once more.
Tlech anticipated the counter, though, leaning back quickly and just barely avoiding it, the blade passing mere inches from her throat. It was then that she brought her elbow up into her opponent’s pretty face, smashing her nose inward and crumpling her to the ground. It felt good, damn good, and her heart was really pumping now. This was what she had wanted all along. While the other goblins had been intent on their rewards for winning, she was enjoying her fight; the danger and near misses, the satisfying feeling of exerting herself and doing so successfully, all of it. The elf got up one last time, swiping at her pudgy assailant with the daggers again, but the goblin was ready for it and took a simple step back, avoiding the blow. The skeletons finished the job, smacking the wounded woman in the head with the flat part of their blades, knocking her unconscious. That was mildly interesting. Why would the undead seemingly go out of their way not to kill the elf?
In any case, Tlech didn’t have any time to gloat over her miniature victory, there was still work to be done. The knight, apparently named Bob or Sir Robert or some other such nonsense, was coming at her with an angry scowl on his face, not happy that his comrade had been downed. She had wanted to save him for last, as he looked like the most dangerous of her foes, and numbers would surely be helpful. She wasn’t so much worried about the sword, which she felt she could probably avoid, as she was the shield, which would make landing a blow difficult and would almost certainly be used against her as a weapon after she had dodged his sword strike. She didn’t hear the summoner’s complement, she was far too focused on what was happening on the field of battle, and she grinned with joy as she put up her fists. "See if’n ye can make me, Bob" she shouted in response to his earlier assertion that she would pay for what she had done to the elf, waiting for him to get close to her… The chubby goblin hadn’t been able to discern any particular pattern to his shieldwork in the brief time she had been able to watch him, so she would have to hope her fellow goblin and the undead could force the knight into defending himself with it instead of attacking her. She would wait for his sword strike, dodge it, and try to swipe at his gut while weaving away from a potential bash from his shield. She didn’t know if her fists would hold up against steel plate, but they were magically strengthened by her spell and she was hopped up on adrenaline, so she was willing to give it a try.
Unlike the other goblins, who just rushed into the combat without much thought, Tlech’s careful observation yielded some fruit. She wasn’t the smartest of goblins even, but she didn’t lack for cleverness, and she had always been pretty cautious. Quickly she was able to dismiss the orcish warrior amongst her opponents, as his style was simple and straightforward; smash things with his club. Not to say he wouldn’t be dangerous, of course. He was clearly quite strong, and he swung the heavy club around with speed and authority, doing quite horrific damage to the undead attacking him. The human knight was another matter entirely. Not only was his equipment impressive, he had a measured, fluid fighting style, able to defend himself with his shield while slashing with his sword. He would definitely be a problem when it came time to take him down. The elven woman that she had elected to go for, though, was even more fluid. She made no attempt to dodge the attacks of the undead. Instead she made small, subtle motions to ensure that while their blades made contact, they glanced off the leather she wore and did no real damage to her. Her counterattacks were swift and well-placed, and though the skeletons were sturdy they were doing real damage.
The other goblins were next in line to throw themselves at the gang of adventurers, and they did so almost as mindlessly as the undead. The women, predictably, went after the orc and the human, and the men went for the elf, likely thinking mostly of their reward if they were to win. Any such thoughts were definitely premature. The females found their targets relatively compliant, not countering them as they hit the two male warriors about the waist with wooden clubs, but the attacks seemingly did nothing to the men. The armor almost certainly absorbed any hurt the human would have received, and the orc seemed brutish enough not to care. The male goblins fared even worse in their attacks on the elf, their clubs glancing off of her before she swiftly lashed out, slicing both their throats open wide with one impressive motion. Blood spurted from the wounds briefly as the goblins fell to the ground, but almost immediately their bodies began to dissolve to nothingness, their souls returning to Hell as their summoning was broken. This woman was good, but if Tlech could land just one solid hit she was sure she could put a hurting on her, and the goblin thought she would be able to avoid those daggers at least long enough to finish off this opponent, even if she paid a price for it.
The pudgy goblin heard the shouted conversation between the man and her summoner, and she realized why the hooded man, apparently named Tragar, made her feel uncomfortable. He reminded her of her mistress in some way. Maybe it was the arrogance he seemed to exude. Maybe it was just something about the way he spoke, his diction. Whatever the case, Tlech felt a little wary about him. If she did survive to the end of the combat, she would have to be careful about the way she addressed him.
In any case, it was time for Tlech to make her entrance into the fighting. She had managed to maneuver her way around to the side of the elf, who was still engaged with the undead, so she had to perfect angle to strike… With every ounce of speed she could muster the chubby goblin rushed forward and swung at the woman’s knee, her magically enhanced muscles speeding the blow with a swiftness she didn’t normally have. Her fist hit square where she wanted to, not like the glancing blows the undead and her fellow goblins had managed to land, and the joint buckled inward just as she had planned. The elven woman cried out in pain as she fell to her knees, lashing out with her daggers once more.
Tlech anticipated the counter, though, leaning back quickly and just barely avoiding it, the blade passing mere inches from her throat. It was then that she brought her elbow up into her opponent’s pretty face, smashing her nose inward and crumpling her to the ground. It felt good, damn good, and her heart was really pumping now. This was what she had wanted all along. While the other goblins had been intent on their rewards for winning, she was enjoying her fight; the danger and near misses, the satisfying feeling of exerting herself and doing so successfully, all of it. The elf got up one last time, swiping at her pudgy assailant with the daggers again, but the goblin was ready for it and took a simple step back, avoiding the blow. The skeletons finished the job, smacking the wounded woman in the head with the flat part of their blades, knocking her unconscious. That was mildly interesting. Why would the undead seemingly go out of their way not to kill the elf?
In any case, Tlech didn’t have any time to gloat over her miniature victory, there was still work to be done. The knight, apparently named Bob or Sir Robert or some other such nonsense, was coming at her with an angry scowl on his face, not happy that his comrade had been downed. She had wanted to save him for last, as he looked like the most dangerous of her foes, and numbers would surely be helpful. She wasn’t so much worried about the sword, which she felt she could probably avoid, as she was the shield, which would make landing a blow difficult and would almost certainly be used against her as a weapon after she had dodged his sword strike. She didn’t hear the summoner’s complement, she was far too focused on what was happening on the field of battle, and she grinned with joy as she put up her fists. "See if’n ye can make me, Bob" she shouted in response to his earlier assertion that she would pay for what she had done to the elf, waiting for him to get close to her… The chubby goblin hadn’t been able to discern any particular pattern to his shieldwork in the brief time she had been able to watch him, so she would have to hope her fellow goblin and the undead could force the knight into defending himself with it instead of attacking her. She would wait for his sword strike, dodge it, and try to swipe at his gut while weaving away from a potential bash from his shield. She didn’t know if her fists would hold up against steel plate, but they were magically strengthened by her spell and she was hopped up on adrenaline, so she was willing to give it a try.
Put 6 to-hit into Defensive Fighting, I think bringing dodge to an even 100.
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"That's Sir Robert to you, scum!" the knight shot back as he advanced on her, but Tlech proved the swifter of the two. Stepping in and to the left, her fist snapped forward after she ducked beneath the swing of his sword, smashing into his abdomen with freakish strength, and though her hand ached when she drew it away, the fiendishly empowered goblin was able to ignore the pain with ease. The knight whom she struck let out an exhalation of surprise, likely at the sheer power of her punch, but he was far from down yet as he set up a defensive stance. Warding her off with a swing from her shield, he was unable to keep the two skeletons that had been attacking the elven woman from landing hits of their own on him. They didn't break through his armor like she had, but the repeated hits were starting to dent the plates and cut the straps holding it all together.
The orc, in the meantime, was busy swinging away at another skeleton, which he almost smashed in one hit, but its return strike finally shredded through his armor enough that it likely wasn't going to be offering any more significant protection. The female goblin that had been engaging him, upon seeing this, adopted a wide grin and leaped at him, grabbing the orc around the neck and dangling off of his back. "Oi! What the fuck? Get offa me!" he grunted, preparing to throw her off, but then the one that had been attacking the knight turned around and apparently decided that it wanted to join the fun. She launched herself at him, slamming into his legs and knocking him off balance. Stumbling aside, the orc had his pants simply tugged down, causing his currently flacid but fairly impressive shaft to flop out into view, and suddenly the orc had not only the full attention of the two female goblins, but that of the woman next to Tlech's summoner.
"The females seem to have much more initiative and ability than the males... Interesting. Though, it could just be their selection of opponents. What do you think, Myazy?" the black-robed man said, amusement in his voice as his feminine compatriot glanced at him with annoyance. "All goblins are incompetent, regardless of gender!" she declared, but Tragar gestured at Tlech, who was still engaging the knight essentially one on one, and said; "Really? I'd bet that that one is almost a match even for you based on her performance so far.... She might even be better! You couldn't beat Sir Robert and his cronies by yourself, even with help from some of your sisters!" The woman, Myazu, fumed angrily and spat; "The elf bitch got lucky! I'd have crushed him and delivered him as a broken slave if she hadn't gotten in the way!" Tragar simply smirked at her, completely oblivious to the still ensuing combat, and said; "Well, thanks to her it looks like you'll soon have your revenge! Perhaps you can thank her personally when she's done with Robert."
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Tlech: HP = 54/67, PP = 42, EP = 63/89, Status = Fine, Pregnant, summoned Fell Might X = 10.
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Tlech pays her 8 EP and 6 HP upkeep and punches dat knight!
You never did pick her Aptitudes, also.
Attack: Hit. There's actually a fairly high chance for her to miss, but she rolled a 19.
Damage: 8 + 12 + 30 - 26 = 24 damage.
The still raging orc (berserker) tries to squish a skeleton with 20 points of Supreme Might.
Attack: Hit.
Damage: 3 + 3 + 37 + 20 = 63/2 = 32 damage on skeleton 2.
The knight attacks Tlech with shield bash and sword.
Attack: Both miss.
Skeletons 2 attacks the orc berserker.
Attacks: Automatic hit.
Damage: 4 + 3 + 20 - 23 = 4 damage.
Skeleton 4 attacks the knight.
Attack: Hit.
Damage: 6 + 5 + 20 - 26 = 5 damage.
Skeletons 5 and 6 attack the knight.
Attacks: Both hit.
Damage: 3 + 3 + 20 - 26 = 0 damage.
Both female goblins try to grapple the orc.
Attacks: Automatic hit on both!
You never did pick her Aptitudes, also.
Attack: Hit. There's actually a fairly high chance for her to miss, but she rolled a 19.
Damage: 8 + 12 + 30 - 26 = 24 damage.
The still raging orc (berserker) tries to squish a skeleton with 20 points of Supreme Might.
Attack: Hit.
Damage: 3 + 3 + 37 + 20 = 63/2 = 32 damage on skeleton 2.
The knight attacks Tlech with shield bash and sword.
Attack: Both miss.
Skeletons 2 attacks the orc berserker.
Attacks: Automatic hit.
Damage: 4 + 3 + 20 - 23 = 4 damage.
Skeleton 4 attacks the knight.
Attack: Hit.
Damage: 6 + 5 + 20 - 26 = 5 damage.
Skeletons 5 and 6 attack the knight.
Attacks: Both hit.
Damage: 3 + 3 + 20 - 26 = 0 damage.
Both female goblins try to grapple the orc.
Attacks: Automatic hit on both!
"That's Sir Robert to you, scum!" the knight shot back as he advanced on her, but Tlech proved the swifter of the two. Stepping in and to the left, her fist snapped forward after she ducked beneath the swing of his sword, smashing into his abdomen with freakish strength, and though her hand ached when she drew it away, the fiendishly empowered goblin was able to ignore the pain with ease. The knight whom she struck let out an exhalation of surprise, likely at the sheer power of her punch, but he was far from down yet as he set up a defensive stance. Warding her off with a swing from her shield, he was unable to keep the two skeletons that had been attacking the elven woman from landing hits of their own on him. They didn't break through his armor like she had, but the repeated hits were starting to dent the plates and cut the straps holding it all together.
The orc, in the meantime, was busy swinging away at another skeleton, which he almost smashed in one hit, but its return strike finally shredded through his armor enough that it likely wasn't going to be offering any more significant protection. The female goblin that had been engaging him, upon seeing this, adopted a wide grin and leaped at him, grabbing the orc around the neck and dangling off of his back. "Oi! What the fuck? Get offa me!" he grunted, preparing to throw her off, but then the one that had been attacking the knight turned around and apparently decided that it wanted to join the fun. She launched herself at him, slamming into his legs and knocking him off balance. Stumbling aside, the orc had his pants simply tugged down, causing his currently flacid but fairly impressive shaft to flop out into view, and suddenly the orc had not only the full attention of the two female goblins, but that of the woman next to Tlech's summoner.
"The females seem to have much more initiative and ability than the males... Interesting. Though, it could just be their selection of opponents. What do you think, Myazy?" the black-robed man said, amusement in his voice as his feminine compatriot glanced at him with annoyance. "All goblins are incompetent, regardless of gender!" she declared, but Tragar gestured at Tlech, who was still engaging the knight essentially one on one, and said; "Really? I'd bet that that one is almost a match even for you based on her performance so far.... She might even be better! You couldn't beat Sir Robert and his cronies by yourself, even with help from some of your sisters!" The woman, Myazu, fumed angrily and spat; "The elf bitch got lucky! I'd have crushed him and delivered him as a broken slave if she hadn't gotten in the way!" Tragar simply smirked at her, completely oblivious to the still ensuing combat, and said; "Well, thanks to her it looks like you'll soon have your revenge! Perhaps you can thank her personally when she's done with Robert."
Robert, Knight, spent 8 EP, taken 29 damage, Armor at 32/60 TP
Donigen, orc berserker, taken 14 damage, armor destroyed, grappled by 2 female goblins
Vivian, elf slayer, taken 77 damage, unconscious
male goblin 1, gone
male goblin 2, gone
female goblin 1, fine, grappling the orc
female goblin 2, fine, grappling the orc
skeleton 1, destroyed
skeleton 2, taken 32 damage
skeleton 3, destroyed
skeleton 4, destroyed
skeleton 5, taken 36 damage
skeleton 6, taken 36 damage
summoner, spent 15 EP
summoner's aid, fine
Donigen, orc berserker, taken 14 damage, armor destroyed, grappled by 2 female goblins
Vivian, elf slayer, taken 77 damage, unconscious
male goblin 1, gone
male goblin 2, gone
female goblin 1, fine, grappling the orc
female goblin 2, fine, grappling the orc
skeleton 1, destroyed
skeleton 2, taken 32 damage
skeleton 3, destroyed
skeleton 4, destroyed
skeleton 5, taken 36 damage
skeleton 6, taken 36 damage
summoner, spent 15 EP
summoner's aid, fine
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Tlech quickly stepped in closer to the approaching knight, the already short goblin easily ducking beneath the swing of his sword and then pounding her fist into his gut. There was the sound of flesh clanging against metal, but this couldn’t be said to be normal flesh at the moment; the magical spell that was still coursing through the pudgy fighter’s body hardened it and put more force behind the blow. It hurt, of course, to punch the armor, and she would likely ache when all was said and done. Of course, if sore knuckles were the worst that came of this, she’d have done pretty well. Robert let out a gasp, perhaps surprised that his opponent had managed to get in on him, but it didn’t last for very long, and Tlech barely managed to jump back away from his attempted shield bash, taking up her own defensive stance to match his. She was still grinning wide, clenching and unclenching the fist she had used to hit him a few times as she watched the skeletons attack the knight, landing hits that probably did nothing to hurt him, but seemed to be putting dents in his armor.
The other goblins began to focus then on the orc, but Tlech hardly noticed. She was counting on them and the undead to keep him away from her, to continue to give her a chance to fight the knight without having to worry about him. "Scum, eh?" she asked him, slowly edging to the side, towards his sword-arm, "not very nicea ye ta say. Ye oughta gimme sum respect." She was mostly just playfully bantering, some idle chatter as she pondered her next move. The same attack probably wouldn’t work twice… would it? She was a little weaker with the left hand, could put a little less power into it, but she was still reasonably competent punching with it. And that was what she decided to go with, trying much the same move, but to the other side of his body, still quite wary of both sword and shield. If all went well, the undead would continue to cause Robert enough problems to keep him from focusing on the pudgy goblin assaulting him, and she would get out unscathed.
Tlech quickly stepped in closer to the approaching knight, the already short goblin easily ducking beneath the swing of his sword and then pounding her fist into his gut. There was the sound of flesh clanging against metal, but this couldn’t be said to be normal flesh at the moment; the magical spell that was still coursing through the pudgy fighter’s body hardened it and put more force behind the blow. It hurt, of course, to punch the armor, and she would likely ache when all was said and done. Of course, if sore knuckles were the worst that came of this, she’d have done pretty well. Robert let out a gasp, perhaps surprised that his opponent had managed to get in on him, but it didn’t last for very long, and Tlech barely managed to jump back away from his attempted shield bash, taking up her own defensive stance to match his. She was still grinning wide, clenching and unclenching the fist she had used to hit him a few times as she watched the skeletons attack the knight, landing hits that probably did nothing to hurt him, but seemed to be putting dents in his armor.
The other goblins began to focus then on the orc, but Tlech hardly noticed. She was counting on them and the undead to keep him away from her, to continue to give her a chance to fight the knight without having to worry about him. "Scum, eh?" she asked him, slowly edging to the side, towards his sword-arm, "not very nicea ye ta say. Ye oughta gimme sum respect." She was mostly just playfully bantering, some idle chatter as she pondered her next move. The same attack probably wouldn’t work twice… would it? She was a little weaker with the left hand, could put a little less power into it, but she was still reasonably competent punching with it. And that was what she decided to go with, trying much the same move, but to the other side of his body, still quite wary of both sword and shield. If all went well, the undead would continue to cause Robert enough problems to keep him from focusing on the pudgy goblin assaulting him, and she would get out unscathed.
Put 6 to-hit into Defensive Fighting, I think bringing dodge to an even 100.
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"Anyone that would work for scum like Tragar is scum by proxy!" Sir Robert declared through gritted teeth, and as he moved to deflect her next punch he growled; "I'll send you right back to Hell before I respect you, goblin!" Try as he might, the knight didn't seem to be quick enough to deflect Tlech's punch while also worrying about the undead behind him, not when power was coursing through like it was, and she landed another solid hit onto his side that stumbled him slightly and dented his armor inward. Rather than retaliate at her, however, he turned slashed at one skeleton before it could make matters worse for him, and smashed his shield against the other. Both undead crumbled, leaving Tlech to face the man alone.... At least until Tragar the summoner gestured toward the undead minion that had been fighting the orc, directing it to turn its attention towards the knight. It slashed at his back while he wasn't looking, and he let out a grunt of pain as its blade managed to penetrate the joint in his plate armor at his lower back, the rusty sword cutting a shallow wound into his back.
The two other goblins, in the meantime, were keeping the orc quite distracted. Wrestling with the two of them briefly, the orc ended up tumbling onto his backside with a thump, and the goblin on his back landed on her feet and managed to lock his arms behind him so that his struggles were for naught. "Git im ready, but leave some fer me!" the one holding the orc's arms said, and the other gave a dark giggle as she dropped down to her hands and knees between the struggling warrior's legs. "Looks yummy!" she declared, and then grabbed his cock so that she could aim it at her face, at which point she dragged her tongue across its surface before taking the first few inches into her mouth. Her "victim's" struggles became noticeably less intense after that, causing both goblins to giggle while the succubus next to their summoner looked on, licking her lips as she watched the scene unfold from the sidelines. "I bet these have plenty for the both of us!" the goblin sucking the orc's cock said just before she started licking and sucking on his balls, her hand stroking his increasingly firm shaft in the meantime.
"Gah! Fucking goblins!" the orc grunted in annoyance, his positioning preventing him from simply exerting his superior strength to escape. The goblin behind him giggled and said; "You'll be doin plent o' that soon, just you wait! Them balls'll be empty by tha time we're done with yah!" Her words caused his squirming to renew slightly, but the succubus watching chuckled at the sight and said; "You're helpless now! You might as well just give up!"
Tragar himself was only watching the encounter between Tlech and Sir Robert, however, and the knight did indeed seem to be in dire straits against her. His armor damaged and his wounds starting to pile up, the man was sweating and panting for breath as he was forced to face Tlech from the front and the sole remaining skeleton from the back. "No...." he whispered quietly, "It... It can't end like this!" Tragar seemed to hear the knight's whisper, as he let out a low chuckle and said; "Oh, but it shall Sir Robert! You will be beaten by a lowly goblin, and once Myazu has you enslaved to her will, you and your friends will serve me. I think the lovely elf will do so personally this very night, once she's been treated for her injuries~" The dark mage's words caused the knight to let out an enraged growl, and he seemed to catch a second wind as he turned towards the summoner, making his intentions for his next action fairly clear, and said; "I'll never let you touch her, monster! And I'll never serve you!"
Tlech: HP = 48/67, PP = 42, EP = 55/89, Status = Fine, Pregnant, summoned Fell Might X = 10.
Rolls
Tlech pays her 8 EP and 6 HP upkeep and punches dat knight!
Attack: Hit. There's actually a fairly high chance for her to miss, but she rolled a 19.
Damage: 2 + 12 + 30 - 26 = 18 damage.
The orc tries to squirm free of goblin 1 while goblin 1 holds him and goblin 2 starts sucking him off.
Grapple: Goblins win!
Pleasure: 1 + 4 + 7 - 8 = 4 PP damage.
Health Damage: 2 + 2 = 4 damage.
The knight attacks skeleton 5 with shield bash and skeleton 6 with sword.
Attack: Both hit
Damage: More than 4.
Skeletons 2 attacks the knight.
Attacks: Hit.
Damage: 3 + 6 + 20 - 26 = 3 damage.
Attack: Hit. There's actually a fairly high chance for her to miss, but she rolled a 19.
Damage: 2 + 12 + 30 - 26 = 18 damage.
The orc tries to squirm free of goblin 1 while goblin 1 holds him and goblin 2 starts sucking him off.
Grapple: Goblins win!
Pleasure: 1 + 4 + 7 - 8 = 4 PP damage.
Health Damage: 2 + 2 = 4 damage.
The knight attacks skeleton 5 with shield bash and skeleton 6 with sword.
Attack: Both hit
Damage: More than 4.
Skeletons 2 attacks the knight.
Attacks: Hit.
Damage: 3 + 6 + 20 - 26 = 3 damage.
"Anyone that would work for scum like Tragar is scum by proxy!" Sir Robert declared through gritted teeth, and as he moved to deflect her next punch he growled; "I'll send you right back to Hell before I respect you, goblin!" Try as he might, the knight didn't seem to be quick enough to deflect Tlech's punch while also worrying about the undead behind him, not when power was coursing through like it was, and she landed another solid hit onto his side that stumbled him slightly and dented his armor inward. Rather than retaliate at her, however, he turned slashed at one skeleton before it could make matters worse for him, and smashed his shield against the other. Both undead crumbled, leaving Tlech to face the man alone.... At least until Tragar the summoner gestured toward the undead minion that had been fighting the orc, directing it to turn its attention towards the knight. It slashed at his back while he wasn't looking, and he let out a grunt of pain as its blade managed to penetrate the joint in his plate armor at his lower back, the rusty sword cutting a shallow wound into his back.
The two other goblins, in the meantime, were keeping the orc quite distracted. Wrestling with the two of them briefly, the orc ended up tumbling onto his backside with a thump, and the goblin on his back landed on her feet and managed to lock his arms behind him so that his struggles were for naught. "Git im ready, but leave some fer me!" the one holding the orc's arms said, and the other gave a dark giggle as she dropped down to her hands and knees between the struggling warrior's legs. "Looks yummy!" she declared, and then grabbed his cock so that she could aim it at her face, at which point she dragged her tongue across its surface before taking the first few inches into her mouth. Her "victim's" struggles became noticeably less intense after that, causing both goblins to giggle while the succubus next to their summoner looked on, licking her lips as she watched the scene unfold from the sidelines. "I bet these have plenty for the both of us!" the goblin sucking the orc's cock said just before she started licking and sucking on his balls, her hand stroking his increasingly firm shaft in the meantime.
"Gah! Fucking goblins!" the orc grunted in annoyance, his positioning preventing him from simply exerting his superior strength to escape. The goblin behind him giggled and said; "You'll be doin plent o' that soon, just you wait! Them balls'll be empty by tha time we're done with yah!" Her words caused his squirming to renew slightly, but the succubus watching chuckled at the sight and said; "You're helpless now! You might as well just give up!"
Tragar himself was only watching the encounter between Tlech and Sir Robert, however, and the knight did indeed seem to be in dire straits against her. His armor damaged and his wounds starting to pile up, the man was sweating and panting for breath as he was forced to face Tlech from the front and the sole remaining skeleton from the back. "No...." he whispered quietly, "It... It can't end like this!" Tragar seemed to hear the knight's whisper, as he let out a low chuckle and said; "Oh, but it shall Sir Robert! You will be beaten by a lowly goblin, and once Myazu has you enslaved to her will, you and your friends will serve me. I think the lovely elf will do so personally this very night, once she's been treated for her injuries~" The dark mage's words caused the knight to let out an enraged growl, and he seemed to catch a second wind as he turned towards the summoner, making his intentions for his next action fairly clear, and said; "I'll never let you touch her, monster! And I'll never serve you!"
Robert, Knight, spent 8 EP, taken 50 damage, Armor at 17/60 TP
Donigen, orc berserker, taken 18 damage and 4 PP damage, armor destroyed, grappled by 2 female goblins
Vivian, elf slayer, taken 77 damage, unconscious
male goblin 1, gone
male goblin 2, gone
female goblin 1, fine, grappling the orc
female goblin 2, fine, naked, grappling the orc and LOVINGLY APPLYING LIPS TO HIS PENIS
skeleton 1, destroyed
skeleton 2, taken 32 damage
skeleton 3, destroyed
skeleton 4, destroyed
skeleton 5, destroyed
skeleton 6, destroyed
summoner, spent 15 EP
summoner's aid, fine
Donigen, orc berserker, taken 18 damage and 4 PP damage, armor destroyed, grappled by 2 female goblins
Vivian, elf slayer, taken 77 damage, unconscious
male goblin 1, gone
male goblin 2, gone
female goblin 1, fine, grappling the orc
female goblin 2, fine, naked, grappling the orc and LOVINGLY APPLYING LIPS TO HIS PENIS
skeleton 1, destroyed
skeleton 2, taken 32 damage
skeleton 3, destroyed
skeleton 4, destroyed
skeleton 5, destroyed
skeleton 6, destroyed
summoner, spent 15 EP
summoner's aid, fine
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"Proxy?" Tlech asked rhetorically, scrunching up her face a little bit. The fuck did that mean? It was of little consequence in any case, this was all just silly banter. "I ain’t goin’ back ‘till I wanna. ‘opefully once I’ve sucked yer balls dry, if’n I don’t jus’ knock ye out" she taunted as she made her move. Just as she had been counting on, the undead distracted Robert enough that he couldn’t effectively lash out at her or dodge her blow, which landed firmly on his side. There was another loud sound of metal being dented in by her fist, another satisfying feeling as she pounded the knight, this one even making him stagger backwards a step or two. The pudgy goblin jumped back to avoid a counterattack that never came; instead he lashed out at the skeletons with both sword and shield, causing them to crumple to the ground in a heap.
At first that seemed quite bad for Tlech. Without her “comrades” to distract Robert, surely she would have a harder time getting to him and avoiding his blows. Still, there was one last undead left, and it quickly moved from attacking the orc to slashing the knight’s back, managing to cut him from his reaction. That was good, she could work with this. The skeleton could probably keep him distracted long enough for the pudgy goblin to land one more blow, and hopefully this would be enough to down him. Of course, that couldn’t be counted on, she knew that much, and this fight could get significantly more difficult. In the meantime she could tell that things were going quite well for her fellow goblins just by what they and the orc were saying, and that he wouldn’t be a problem for her until he got the little green women off his cock.
As Tlech stood in her defensive stance she allowed herself to survey her opponent, sizing up his condition. And he did indeed look beaten up quite badly already. His armor had clearly lost some of its effectiveness, and Robert was obviously getting worn down. He was panting hard as he stared her down, his body certainly hurting. She heard his whispering, as well as her summoner’s reply. She didn’t like being called “lowly,” and this Tragar character was definitely too much like her mistress for comfort. Perhaps the knight was right about him. Not that it mattered, of course; the “contract” between a summoner and the summoned was perhaps the closest thing to a sacred vow in her worldview, perhaps even stronger than a vow of marriage, and now that the pudgy goblin had accepted it in this case she wasn’t about to break it. She would probably never be summoned again if she got that sort of reputation. Still, she couldn’t help but feel just a tiny bit sorry for the group. Especially at the implication that the female beside her summoner was some sort of succubus who would enslave them through sex. There were plenty of demons who could do so in Hell, and it was a feared thing amongst goblins, perhaps moreso for Tlech than others. Her own will was important to her, as she wanted to live her short life for herself, not some snotty privileged demon.
These things were easily pushed out of Tlech’s mind though, as the fight wasn’t yet over. She was still hyped up with adrenaline, still able to put the growing pain in her fists and in her muscles behind her as she thought over her next move, though it was getting harder. The spell she used did indeed give her great power, but at a cost. Her muscles couldn’t take such power forever, and before too long they would probably give out on her. She was fairly confident that she could beat Sir Robert before that happened, though. In any case, she had mixed things up with her last attack… hopefully he would be expecting her to do so again, and she decided to try the same move she had pulled last time, hopefully hitting right in the same dent she had just made in his armor before jumping away. There was nothing quite like pounding away at the same spot on an opponent’s body to make them cry out for mercy, after all…
"Proxy?" Tlech asked rhetorically, scrunching up her face a little bit. The fuck did that mean? It was of little consequence in any case, this was all just silly banter. "I ain’t goin’ back ‘till I wanna. ‘opefully once I’ve sucked yer balls dry, if’n I don’t jus’ knock ye out" she taunted as she made her move. Just as she had been counting on, the undead distracted Robert enough that he couldn’t effectively lash out at her or dodge her blow, which landed firmly on his side. There was another loud sound of metal being dented in by her fist, another satisfying feeling as she pounded the knight, this one even making him stagger backwards a step or two. The pudgy goblin jumped back to avoid a counterattack that never came; instead he lashed out at the skeletons with both sword and shield, causing them to crumple to the ground in a heap.
At first that seemed quite bad for Tlech. Without her “comrades” to distract Robert, surely she would have a harder time getting to him and avoiding his blows. Still, there was one last undead left, and it quickly moved from attacking the orc to slashing the knight’s back, managing to cut him from his reaction. That was good, she could work with this. The skeleton could probably keep him distracted long enough for the pudgy goblin to land one more blow, and hopefully this would be enough to down him. Of course, that couldn’t be counted on, she knew that much, and this fight could get significantly more difficult. In the meantime she could tell that things were going quite well for her fellow goblins just by what they and the orc were saying, and that he wouldn’t be a problem for her until he got the little green women off his cock.
As Tlech stood in her defensive stance she allowed herself to survey her opponent, sizing up his condition. And he did indeed look beaten up quite badly already. His armor had clearly lost some of its effectiveness, and Robert was obviously getting worn down. He was panting hard as he stared her down, his body certainly hurting. She heard his whispering, as well as her summoner’s reply. She didn’t like being called “lowly,” and this Tragar character was definitely too much like her mistress for comfort. Perhaps the knight was right about him. Not that it mattered, of course; the “contract” between a summoner and the summoned was perhaps the closest thing to a sacred vow in her worldview, perhaps even stronger than a vow of marriage, and now that the pudgy goblin had accepted it in this case she wasn’t about to break it. She would probably never be summoned again if she got that sort of reputation. Still, she couldn’t help but feel just a tiny bit sorry for the group. Especially at the implication that the female beside her summoner was some sort of succubus who would enslave them through sex. There were plenty of demons who could do so in Hell, and it was a feared thing amongst goblins, perhaps moreso for Tlech than others. Her own will was important to her, as she wanted to live her short life for herself, not some snotty privileged demon.
These things were easily pushed out of Tlech’s mind though, as the fight wasn’t yet over. She was still hyped up with adrenaline, still able to put the growing pain in her fists and in her muscles behind her as she thought over her next move, though it was getting harder. The spell she used did indeed give her great power, but at a cost. Her muscles couldn’t take such power forever, and before too long they would probably give out on her. She was fairly confident that she could beat Sir Robert before that happened, though. In any case, she had mixed things up with her last attack… hopefully he would be expecting her to do so again, and she decided to try the same move she had pulled last time, hopefully hitting right in the same dent she had just made in his armor before jumping away. There was nothing quite like pounding away at the same spot on an opponent’s body to make them cry out for mercy, after all…
Put 6 to-hit into Defensive Fighting, I think bringing dodge to an even 100.
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Re: Day Job (Tiffanian)
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"You're not to my standards, demon!" the knight declared, and this time he actually managed to deflect Tlech's punch off of his shield. "You're not going to beat me!" he said, but rather than try to strike the empowered goblin, Tlech felt him enacting some sort of power. Before it could actually take effect, however, her summon enacted a power of his own, and the energies he'd been preparing to use on himself were suddenly shredded and torn from his body, leaving him panting and gasping in surprise. "I think not, Sir Robert~" Tragar said arrogantly, "You'll not be healing yourself this time!" Badly wounded and still facing two opponents on his own, Sir Robert let out an angry hiss that was interrupted by the skeleton behind him chopping uselessly at his plate armor, doing no damage to the man inside but making another dent in the plates, which were quickly eroding to the point that soon enough they'd offer no further protection.
The orc, in the meantime, was barely struggling against the goblins anymore. The one behind him still held him locked in position, but other than some rather feeble squirming from his arms and legs, he was mostly just lying there and watching with a dumb grin while the goblin on her knees dutifully worshiped his rapidly growing manhood with her mouth and hands. Stroking him with one hand while she used the other to start playing with herself, the goblin swapped back and forth between licking and sucking on his shaft and his balls, and at one point she paused to remark; "They're so big and swollen! Yah must be really pent up!" The goblin then drew her tongue along the underside of his now fully erect manhood, which stood an impressive nine inches and had the girth to match, to lap up the droplet of precum that had appeared on the tip. "You don't even know the half of it!" the orc quipped, "That fricken elf likes to prance around in her underwear whenever she gets the chance, and with what she likes to wear that might as well be nothing!"
Sir Robert, despite his own dire situation, heard this and blushed slightly, and he feebly replied; "Vivian's a free spirited woman! I wouldn't want to constrain her!" The orc gave a quick bark of laughter even though the goblin was steadily bobbing up and down on his cock, "A' course you're fine with it! You get to see her without the underwear every night! Some of us ain't that lucky!" The knight went quiet at that, though he was still blushing slightly even as he faced the situation at hand. The goblin that was on the orc's dick, in the meantime, pulled her mouth off of him and then stood up to peel off her dress. "Heh, well don't you worry! We're gonna see that you're nice n' empty!" she said as she climbed over him, position the head of his rod against her comparatively tiny pussy.
Tlech: HP = 42/67, PP = 42, EP = 47/89, Status = Fine, Pregnant, summoned Fell Might X = 10.
Rolls
Tlech pays her 8 EP and 6 HP upkeep and punches dat knight!
Attack: Miss.
The orc tries to squirm free of goblin 1 while goblin 1 holds him and goblin 2 sucks him off. Goblin 2 gets naked as a free action.
Grapple: Goblins win!
Pleasure: 4 + 4 + 7 - 8 = 7 PP damage.
Health Damage: 2 + 2 = 4 damage.
The knight uses Lay on Hands X = 10 on himself, but Tragar tries to Devour Magic on him for X = 6.
Resistance: Tragar wins, and regains 10 EP.
Skeletons 2 attacks the knight.
Attacks: Hit.
Damage: 3 + 1 + 20 - 26 = 0 damage.
Attack: Miss.
The orc tries to squirm free of goblin 1 while goblin 1 holds him and goblin 2 sucks him off. Goblin 2 gets naked as a free action.
Grapple: Goblins win!
Pleasure: 4 + 4 + 7 - 8 = 7 PP damage.
Health Damage: 2 + 2 = 4 damage.
The knight uses Lay on Hands X = 10 on himself, but Tragar tries to Devour Magic on him for X = 6.
Resistance: Tragar wins, and regains 10 EP.
Skeletons 2 attacks the knight.
Attacks: Hit.
Damage: 3 + 1 + 20 - 26 = 0 damage.
"You're not to my standards, demon!" the knight declared, and this time he actually managed to deflect Tlech's punch off of his shield. "You're not going to beat me!" he said, but rather than try to strike the empowered goblin, Tlech felt him enacting some sort of power. Before it could actually take effect, however, her summon enacted a power of his own, and the energies he'd been preparing to use on himself were suddenly shredded and torn from his body, leaving him panting and gasping in surprise. "I think not, Sir Robert~" Tragar said arrogantly, "You'll not be healing yourself this time!" Badly wounded and still facing two opponents on his own, Sir Robert let out an angry hiss that was interrupted by the skeleton behind him chopping uselessly at his plate armor, doing no damage to the man inside but making another dent in the plates, which were quickly eroding to the point that soon enough they'd offer no further protection.
The orc, in the meantime, was barely struggling against the goblins anymore. The one behind him still held him locked in position, but other than some rather feeble squirming from his arms and legs, he was mostly just lying there and watching with a dumb grin while the goblin on her knees dutifully worshiped his rapidly growing manhood with her mouth and hands. Stroking him with one hand while she used the other to start playing with herself, the goblin swapped back and forth between licking and sucking on his shaft and his balls, and at one point she paused to remark; "They're so big and swollen! Yah must be really pent up!" The goblin then drew her tongue along the underside of his now fully erect manhood, which stood an impressive nine inches and had the girth to match, to lap up the droplet of precum that had appeared on the tip. "You don't even know the half of it!" the orc quipped, "That fricken elf likes to prance around in her underwear whenever she gets the chance, and with what she likes to wear that might as well be nothing!"
Sir Robert, despite his own dire situation, heard this and blushed slightly, and he feebly replied; "Vivian's a free spirited woman! I wouldn't want to constrain her!" The orc gave a quick bark of laughter even though the goblin was steadily bobbing up and down on his cock, "A' course you're fine with it! You get to see her without the underwear every night! Some of us ain't that lucky!" The knight went quiet at that, though he was still blushing slightly even as he faced the situation at hand. The goblin that was on the orc's dick, in the meantime, pulled her mouth off of him and then stood up to peel off her dress. "Heh, well don't you worry! We're gonna see that you're nice n' empty!" she said as she climbed over him, position the head of his rod against her comparatively tiny pussy.
Robert, Knight, spent 18 EP, taken 50 damage, Armor at 12/60 TP
Donigen, orc berserker, taken 22 damage and 11 PP damage, armor destroyed, grappled by 2 female goblins
Vivian, elf slayer, taken 77 damage, unconscious
male goblin 1, gone
male goblin 2, gone
female goblin 1, fine, grappling the orc
female goblin 2, fine, naked, grappling the orc and sucking dat cock
skeleton 1, destroyed
skeleton 2, taken 32 damage
skeleton 3, destroyed
skeleton 4, destroyed
skeleton 5, destroyed
skeleton 6, destroyed
summoner, spent 15 EP
summoner's aid, fine
Donigen, orc berserker, taken 22 damage and 11 PP damage, armor destroyed, grappled by 2 female goblins
Vivian, elf slayer, taken 77 damage, unconscious
male goblin 1, gone
male goblin 2, gone
female goblin 1, fine, grappling the orc
female goblin 2, fine, naked, grappling the orc and sucking dat cock
skeleton 1, destroyed
skeleton 2, taken 32 damage
skeleton 3, destroyed
skeleton 4, destroyed
skeleton 5, destroyed
skeleton 6, destroyed
summoner, spent 15 EP
summoner's aid, fine
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Tlech’s grin never faded even as her fist glanced off of the knight’s shield, her attack a little too slow and cautious to get past him with only one undead to distract him. Her index and middle fingers on her left hand went numb for a brief moment, and then a tingling, painful feeling ran up her arm, the consequences of punching such hard, resistant surfaces starting to take its toll. She didn’t mind at all, of course. It just reminded her that she was living her dream, that she was really going toe to toe with an armored knight. Of course, then Sir Robert began to do something, to gather energy of some kind or another. The pudgy goblin wasn’t knowledgeable enough to guess at the purpose of what he was doing, but she had an idea that she didn’t want to find out for sure. She hopped backwards, putting up her fists in a defensive stance as she watched closely, wanting to ensure that she was able to dodge anything he threw her way.
Before anything could happen, though, Tlech’s summoner intervened. She wasn’t sure what exactly happened, but it seemed that Tragar had ripped all of the knight’s gathered energy away from him, though whether he took it for himself or simply disrupted it she couldn’t say. Apparently the spell Sir Robert had been preparing had been meant to heal him, though, rather than attacking her. That was interesting. "I ain’t gonna beat ye, eh? If’n ye tink so, whyfer ye tryan’ a ‘eal yerself?" she taunted, thinking she was probably at an advantage despite having failed to land her last punch. Her undead ally managed to bash against the human’s armor once more, but it didn’t do much of any damage to his body. The armor itself seemed about to fall off, though. If she just pushed a little bit harder she could end this thing… It seemed that her fellow goblins were handling the orc with ease now, and from the sound of it he wasn’t even really fighting back against them that hard… The elf was apparently quite the cocktease, and he was enjoying the attentions of the little green women.
Whatever the situation, Tlech decided that it was now or never. Both the relatively short battle and her spell were taking their toll on her body, and she wouldn’t be able to keep this up indefinitely. Sir Robert was also potentially distracted now by the talk of his apparent lovergirl, and perhaps disheartened at the failure of his spell and the situation he was in. It was time to go for the throat; figuratively of course, as there was no way she could reach his throat reasonably if he were trying to prevent her. She had held back before in the interests of protecting herself from counterattacks, but now the pudgy goblin lunged forward with a speed she hadn’t shown before, rushing in towards him and then throwing the most powerful left hook she could manage right into the area of his liver, trying her damndest to down him.
Tlech’s grin never faded even as her fist glanced off of the knight’s shield, her attack a little too slow and cautious to get past him with only one undead to distract him. Her index and middle fingers on her left hand went numb for a brief moment, and then a tingling, painful feeling ran up her arm, the consequences of punching such hard, resistant surfaces starting to take its toll. She didn’t mind at all, of course. It just reminded her that she was living her dream, that she was really going toe to toe with an armored knight. Of course, then Sir Robert began to do something, to gather energy of some kind or another. The pudgy goblin wasn’t knowledgeable enough to guess at the purpose of what he was doing, but she had an idea that she didn’t want to find out for sure. She hopped backwards, putting up her fists in a defensive stance as she watched closely, wanting to ensure that she was able to dodge anything he threw her way.
Before anything could happen, though, Tlech’s summoner intervened. She wasn’t sure what exactly happened, but it seemed that Tragar had ripped all of the knight’s gathered energy away from him, though whether he took it for himself or simply disrupted it she couldn’t say. Apparently the spell Sir Robert had been preparing had been meant to heal him, though, rather than attacking her. That was interesting. "I ain’t gonna beat ye, eh? If’n ye tink so, whyfer ye tryan’ a ‘eal yerself?" she taunted, thinking she was probably at an advantage despite having failed to land her last punch. Her undead ally managed to bash against the human’s armor once more, but it didn’t do much of any damage to his body. The armor itself seemed about to fall off, though. If she just pushed a little bit harder she could end this thing… It seemed that her fellow goblins were handling the orc with ease now, and from the sound of it he wasn’t even really fighting back against them that hard… The elf was apparently quite the cocktease, and he was enjoying the attentions of the little green women.
Whatever the situation, Tlech decided that it was now or never. Both the relatively short battle and her spell were taking their toll on her body, and she wouldn’t be able to keep this up indefinitely. Sir Robert was also potentially distracted now by the talk of his apparent lovergirl, and perhaps disheartened at the failure of his spell and the situation he was in. It was time to go for the throat; figuratively of course, as there was no way she could reach his throat reasonably if he were trying to prevent her. She had held back before in the interests of protecting herself from counterattacks, but now the pudgy goblin lunged forward with a speed she hadn’t shown before, rushing in towards him and then throwing the most powerful left hook she could manage right into the area of his liver, trying her damndest to down him.
Fuck defensive fighting, all out blitz!
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Re: Day Job (Tiffanian)
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"Dammit!" Sir Robert grumbled loudly as he and Tlech exchanged another round of swings that failed to connect, though he did turn around and smack the skeleton down with his shield. That left her alone against the knight, and though he didn't seem to be able to hit her, Tlech was certainly able to hit him, even though he'd managed to deflect her last few strikes. "Dammit, stop jumping around!" he growled angrily after missing her with a cut of his sword, and prepared to focus his full attention on her now that it was just the two of them alone.
The goblins that had the orc, in the meantime, were having a blast. The one holding him was stuck standing there, but the orc wasn't even putting up a fight by now, and actually seemed to buck up into the other one as she slowly sunk down onto his cock. "Oooooh fuck yeah... That's tight!" he groaned loudly, joining the moan of the goblin girl as she took him in inch by inch, stretching her out considerably in the process. She only managed to get maybe two-thirds of him into her before stopping. His hips pushed up lightly in time with the motions that she started, fucking each other energetically without further preamble or any apparent concern that they were in the middle of a battle.
"Dammit Dorn!" Sir Robert spat, and Tragar interjected; "Seems like you're all on your own now. Feel pressured yet, Sir Robert?" It was as he tried to reply that Tlech struck, sending a punch that narrowly passed his guard and slammed into his gut a bit harder than the last few. He doubled over in pain, and then dropped to his knees in front of her as his sword and shield tumbled from his fingers. "Well that was anticlimactic!" Tragar said, grinning broadly, "Well done goblin! You ensured that I never even needed to get my hands dirty! Go ahead and take your reward from him. Leave enough for Myazu to enjoy herself!" The succubus pouted slightly at that, but Sir Robert didn't have a comeback this time, unless one counted hacking up blood as such.
The goblin and the orc, in the meantime, were busy knocking away at each other like wild animals. The both of them were moaning and bucking wildly, the goblin squatting on the orc's cock while he pistoned up into her. "You're so big! " the goblin called loudly between her lewd moans, "Nnn! You're throbbing! So hard! Ahhh! Gimme..... Nnnnfff... Gimme your cum!" The orc started bucking up more ferociously into her, "Mmm... You got it!" By then his shaft was coated in the goblin's girlcum, so much that it was dripping down his heavy balls and frothing up into patches of white, but that was nothing compared to the stains that appeared on it a moment later. "Cumming!" he groaned, and the goblin bucked up onto him a few more times before taking him all the way to the balls, ensuring that his cock was buried into her womb as his scrotum suddenly pulsated inwards. The lesser demon's insides were coated with the orc's seed, to the point that it started being squeezed out of her and to run down his length.
When he was done emptying his balls into the goblin, the orc let out a soft groan and relaxed, and the goblin who'd been filled pulled off to let out a flood of cum onto the ground and the orc's manhood before flopping over. "Ahhhh, fuck it... Your turn!" he grunted, and the other goblin grinned and released him only to strip down and take the other one's place, not speaking so much as a word as she prepared to impale her sex onto the orc's massive cock.
Tlech: HP = 30/67, PP = 42, EP = 31/89, Status = Fine, Pregnant, summoned Fell Might X = 10.
Rolls
Round 1
Tlech pays her 8 EP and 6 HP upkeep and punches dat knight!
Attack: Miss.
The orc tries to squirm free of goblin 1 while goblin 1 holds him and goblin 2 rides his cock.
Grapple: Goblins win!
Pleasure (orc) : 7 + 2 + 9 - 8 = 10 PP damage.
Pleasure (goblin) : 5 + 7 + 9 = 23 PP damage.
Health Damage: 5 + 2 = 7 damage.
The knight swings with his sword at Tlech and his shield at the skeleton.
Attacks: Misses Tlech and hits the skeleton.
Damage: more than 4 >.>
Round 2
Tlech pays her 8 EP and 6 HP upkeep and punches dat knight!
Attack: Hit.
Damage: 7 + 12 + 30 - 26 = 23 damage. The knight is koed!
The orc tries to squirm free of goblin 1 while goblin 1 holds him and goblin 2 rides his cock.
Grapple: Goblins win!
Pleasure (orc) : 6 + 2 + 9 - 8 = 9 PP damage. The orc cums.
Pleasure (goblin) : 3 + 4 + 9 = 16 PP damage. The goblin cums.
Health Damage: 4 + 2 = 6 * 2 = 12 damage. The orc is effectively koed.
Tlech gains 4 experience!
Tlech pays her 8 EP and 6 HP upkeep and punches dat knight!
Attack: Miss.
The orc tries to squirm free of goblin 1 while goblin 1 holds him and goblin 2 rides his cock.
Grapple: Goblins win!
Pleasure (orc) : 7 + 2 + 9 - 8 = 10 PP damage.
Pleasure (goblin) : 5 + 7 + 9 = 23 PP damage.
Health Damage: 5 + 2 = 7 damage.
The knight swings with his sword at Tlech and his shield at the skeleton.
Attacks: Misses Tlech and hits the skeleton.
Damage: more than 4 >.>
Round 2
Tlech pays her 8 EP and 6 HP upkeep and punches dat knight!
Attack: Hit.
Damage: 7 + 12 + 30 - 26 = 23 damage. The knight is koed!
The orc tries to squirm free of goblin 1 while goblin 1 holds him and goblin 2 rides his cock.
Grapple: Goblins win!
Pleasure (orc) : 6 + 2 + 9 - 8 = 9 PP damage. The orc cums.
Pleasure (goblin) : 3 + 4 + 9 = 16 PP damage. The goblin cums.
Health Damage: 4 + 2 = 6 * 2 = 12 damage. The orc is effectively koed.
Tlech gains 4 experience!
"Dammit!" Sir Robert grumbled loudly as he and Tlech exchanged another round of swings that failed to connect, though he did turn around and smack the skeleton down with his shield. That left her alone against the knight, and though he didn't seem to be able to hit her, Tlech was certainly able to hit him, even though he'd managed to deflect her last few strikes. "Dammit, stop jumping around!" he growled angrily after missing her with a cut of his sword, and prepared to focus his full attention on her now that it was just the two of them alone.
The goblins that had the orc, in the meantime, were having a blast. The one holding him was stuck standing there, but the orc wasn't even putting up a fight by now, and actually seemed to buck up into the other one as she slowly sunk down onto his cock. "Oooooh fuck yeah... That's tight!" he groaned loudly, joining the moan of the goblin girl as she took him in inch by inch, stretching her out considerably in the process. She only managed to get maybe two-thirds of him into her before stopping. His hips pushed up lightly in time with the motions that she started, fucking each other energetically without further preamble or any apparent concern that they were in the middle of a battle.
"Dammit Dorn!" Sir Robert spat, and Tragar interjected; "Seems like you're all on your own now. Feel pressured yet, Sir Robert?" It was as he tried to reply that Tlech struck, sending a punch that narrowly passed his guard and slammed into his gut a bit harder than the last few. He doubled over in pain, and then dropped to his knees in front of her as his sword and shield tumbled from his fingers. "Well that was anticlimactic!" Tragar said, grinning broadly, "Well done goblin! You ensured that I never even needed to get my hands dirty! Go ahead and take your reward from him. Leave enough for Myazu to enjoy herself!" The succubus pouted slightly at that, but Sir Robert didn't have a comeback this time, unless one counted hacking up blood as such.
The goblin and the orc, in the meantime, were busy knocking away at each other like wild animals. The both of them were moaning and bucking wildly, the goblin squatting on the orc's cock while he pistoned up into her. "You're so big! " the goblin called loudly between her lewd moans, "Nnn! You're throbbing! So hard! Ahhh! Gimme..... Nnnnfff... Gimme your cum!" The orc started bucking up more ferociously into her, "Mmm... You got it!" By then his shaft was coated in the goblin's girlcum, so much that it was dripping down his heavy balls and frothing up into patches of white, but that was nothing compared to the stains that appeared on it a moment later. "Cumming!" he groaned, and the goblin bucked up onto him a few more times before taking him all the way to the balls, ensuring that his cock was buried into her womb as his scrotum suddenly pulsated inwards. The lesser demon's insides were coated with the orc's seed, to the point that it started being squeezed out of her and to run down his length.
When he was done emptying his balls into the goblin, the orc let out a soft groan and relaxed, and the goblin who'd been filled pulled off to let out a flood of cum onto the ground and the orc's manhood before flopping over. "Ahhhh, fuck it... Your turn!" he grunted, and the other goblin grinned and released him only to strip down and take the other one's place, not speaking so much as a word as she prepared to impale her sex onto the orc's massive cock.
Robert, Knight, spent 18 EP, taken 73 damage, defeated, Armor at 12/60 TP
Donigen, orc berserker, taken 41 damage, defeated, stunned by orgasm, armor destroyed, grappled by 2 female goblins
Vivian, elf slayer, taken 77 damage, unconscious
male goblin 1, gone
male goblin 2, gone
female goblin 1, fine, grappling the orc
female goblin 2, fine, naked, stunned by orgasm, grappling the orc and fucking dat cock
skeleton 1, destroyed
skeleton 2, destroyed
skeleton 3, destroyed
skeleton 4, destroyed
skeleton 5, destroyed
skeleton 6, destroyed
summoner, spent 15 EP
summoner's aid, fine
Donigen, orc berserker, taken 41 damage, defeated, stunned by orgasm, armor destroyed, grappled by 2 female goblins
Vivian, elf slayer, taken 77 damage, unconscious
male goblin 1, gone
male goblin 2, gone
female goblin 1, fine, grappling the orc
female goblin 2, fine, naked, stunned by orgasm, grappling the orc and fucking dat cock
skeleton 1, destroyed
skeleton 2, destroyed
skeleton 3, destroyed
skeleton 4, destroyed
skeleton 5, destroyed
skeleton 6, destroyed
summoner, spent 15 EP
summoner's aid, fine
Tiffanian
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Re: Day Job (Tiffanian)
Tlech wasn’t being cautious with her strike, but even with the extra burst of speed she put into her lunge she was turned aside by the knight’s shield, her fist stinging as it pounded against the cold steel painfully. She had him cursing, though, and she knew he was on the ropes. He swung his sword at her just a moment too late to connect, coming close enough that she could feel the air the blade displaced as it sliced past her. Too close for comfort. She needed to end this before he could try to counter her again, especially considering he had been partially distracted during that last attack. Indeed, at the same time he had smashed the remaining undead with his shield, crumbling it into a pile of severed bones and powder. Now he had only the pudgy goblin to fight, at least for now, and he cursed at her as he turned to face her. Yes, it was definitely now or never. A dull ache had crept into her every muscle, and while she wasn’t near her limit yet she was getting to the point where she would either become a step slow, or make herself sore for quite some time. Beyond that, she knew she couldn’t stand up to Sir Robert forever in a one on one fight. If he just concentrated on defending himself, after all, he could probably out-last her simply due to the way her spell worked…
Still, he was being given one more thing to curse about by his last capable partner, as from the sound of things the big orc was enjoying himself quite a lot. Tlech’s fellow goblins were working him over quite effectively, which at least meant that she probably wouldn’t have to deal with him interfering, but of course that went both ways. She almost certainly wasn’t going to get any help from the two of them… Her summoner began to banter with Sir Robert once more, and as the knight began to reply she sensed her opening. The pudgy goblin jumped to the side and then dashed in as fast as she could, throwing a punch with her right hand… and connected with perhaps the most powerful blow she’d ever landed. She had just barely beaten his shield, but the human paid for his slight slowness with ultimate defeat.
There was a loud clang as fist slammed into metal, which dented in badly from the force of the blow. Tlech’s hand stung badly for a few seconds and then went numb; she would have to check if it was broken a little later. Even so, she knew that Sir Robert had taken the worst of it. She had hit him right where she had hoped, and assuming human anatomy was similar to a goblin’s, she had pounded him right in his liver. There was a brief pause, the knight staggering back a step and doubling over, before his legs went out from under him and he dropped his weapons in defeat. The pudgy goblin was grinning wider than she ever had before in her life. What a rush this was! To have fought so hard, to be in such peril, and to come out victorious… it was beyond any words. She had gone toe to toe with a full-blown knight in plate armor, and won. How many goblins could honestly say that? Tragar addressed her then, congratulating her on a job well done and telling her to take her reward from her fallen foe, though that she ought to leave him with enough juice to satisfy the succubus. "Tank’ee" she said in reply, turning to give the cloaked man a brief grin before walking up to Robert.
Tlech could tell that she had hit him dead on, because he was coughing up blood in fair quantity. She ruffled his hair a little now that she was in front of him, saying "’sokay Bob. I’ll make ye feel nice fer yer trouble." She looked over at the orc then, to make sure she wouldn’t be needed, and sure enough it looked like the other goblins had him well in hand. He wasn’t struggling at all anymore, and in fact he was bucking his hips up into the little goblin riding him with fervor. This was her first good look at him, and from even just a casual glance she could tell that he was huge. His absolutely monstrous cock didn’t seem like it would even fit inside of the goblin properly… it was almost a little disheartening. If Bobby had been any indication of how humans were hung, after all, she wasn’t going to get nearly such a big dick for her reward. Slowly she pushed the knight’s head farther towards the ground and then straddled it, squeezing it firmly between her thick thighs while she groped around at his shoulders and back, trying to figure out the catches that would release his armor. They were different from the ones that held on her own leather armor, which was to be expected really.
It took Tlech a little bit of time and work to get his armor off, but once she figure out which straps to pull it fell off quite quickly. She gathered the bits and tossed them a ways away, chuckling a little bit. "Not upta yer standards. Pffft. Ye better lower yer standards fer yerself, ‘cause ye ain’t any better’n me" she taunted, throwing Robert’s insulting words back in his face. Still straddling his head, she pulled his shirt up and then got off him, tugging the shirt with her and then tossing it aside. He was halfway nude now, and that was good enough for a start. The pudgy goblin grabbed his shoulders and forced him onto his back firmly, briefly locking lips with him… mostly to get a little taste of the blood he had hacked up on her account. She chuckled again, grinning down at the powerless human. He was already bruising up, especially the final blow… "Don’t ye worry, I’ll kiss it all better" she teased, starting to kiss her way down his chest, her tongue flicking against his nipples briefly. She wanted him to enjoy the way she took her payment, sure, but that could come later. First she wanted to bother him a bit over the way he had looked down on her and underestimated her. When she reached the darkening spot at the bottom of his ribcage she set upon it, giving him a rather loud, lewd hickey. She didn’t spend too awful long there, though, continuing to kiss her way down until she reached his navel, tonguing it as she undid his pants and slipped them down to his knees.
Tlech pulled back then to have a look at what she was working with, her reward for having fought for Tragar… Sir Robert wasn’t on the same level as the orc, not even close. That wasn’t to say he was poorly endowed, of course, he was bigger than Bobby had been, and was packing more than most any goblin she had been with just judging by his flaccid length. "Awwww, ye two is lucky" she pouted, turning to the other goblins, "’is one ain’t ev’n near as big as ‘im!" She stood up, looking down on him as she quickly undid the straps of her leather armor, slipping it off and then pulling her sackcloth dress up over her head, her heavy breasts flopping free and jiggling as she revealed her plump body to everyone present. "But ye’ll do ev’n so" she said quietly, getting down on her knees in front of the knight and gently, almost tenderly kissed the head of his flaccid cock, her tongue swirling around it for a few moments before trailing down his member, getting it nice and wetted down with her saliva as it slowly started to stiffen. Her lips followed her tongue, planting little kisses down his length, before finally getting to his balls, which were sadly much smaller than the orc’s, and probably a lot less full. That didn’t deter the chubby summon from taking one into her mouth and suckling firmly, her tongue working overtime. She let out an exaggerated "mmm" sound as she pulled off of it, as if it was just oh so tasty, and then sucked the testicle she had thus far neglected into her mouth, giving it much the same treatment.
By the time Tlech’s mouth was advancing back up his length, the knight was mostly erect, his body showing clear signs that it wanted more… and hers showed all the tell-tale signs that she wanted to give it to him. As one hand firmly grasped the base of his cock, the other teasingly fondling his slobber-coated balls, and she gave a few slow licks to the underside of his head before calling out "I tol’ ye I’d empty ‘ese balls, but ye got lucky. Gotta leave sum fer tha lady over ‘ere. ‘stead, yer gonna please me wit’ yer mouf ‘fore we’re done." It really wasn’t necessary, but again, she wanted to tease him and make him work for her pleasure after some of the things he’d said about her. While she stroked the bottom half of his shaft her lips closed around his tip, sliding down to her fingers and then slowly sliding back up, her tongue flicking at his piss-slit briefly before sinking back down. All the while her free hand trailed down her belly, to reach between her legs and tease at her own sex. She was already fairly wet, and one of her fingers gently rubbed between her lower lips, another tracing around her clit slowly, just barely stimulating herself. It was still enough to make her moan out softly around Robert’s cock while she sucked him.
It didn’t take too long for Tlech to make her prize quite erect, and she cooed a little as she looked down at it. It was a little bit bigger than she had expected in the end. "Awww Bob, yer nice an’ ‘ard fer me awready" she said in a low, breathy voice, her own arousal clear in it, "wotsa matter? Like me more’n ‘at skinny bitch?" She nodded her head towards the elf she had knocked out, the one Sir Robert had allegedly been sleeping with. "Do I give better ‘ead?" she asked, slowly sinking her lips onto his cock and giving it the best tonguework she knew how, swirling around to hit all the most sensitive places… and she just kept sliding down. The tip of his cock hit the back of her throat, making her gag around it, but still she powered through, going down until her lips were sealed around the base of his member her chin on his balls. The pudgy goblin kept herself there for a while, gagging continuously as she looked up at him, but still gamely fondling his balls as she deepthroated him, her teasing to her pussy picking up in intensity a little as her juices began to flow more freely…
When Tlech finally pulled up off of the knight’s length she gasped for air and moaned lustily, letting her tongue lap at the head a few times before teasing "yer elf slut do ‘at fer ye? She make ye feel like ‘at?" She was laying it on a little thicker than usual, but she was really into this… Maybe it was the thrill of battle and victory, the adrenaline still coursing through her veins. Maybe it was because he had a nice, big dick compared to what she was used to. Whatever the case, she was loving this, though there was something that could make it even better… She looked over to Tragar, the hand between her legs shifting to spread her glistening lower lips wide as she wiggled her rump at him. "Ye wanna ‘ave a go at me?" she called out to her summoner, "I sure wouldn’ mind ye givin’ it ta me whilst I suck ‘im."
Tlech wasn’t being cautious with her strike, but even with the extra burst of speed she put into her lunge she was turned aside by the knight’s shield, her fist stinging as it pounded against the cold steel painfully. She had him cursing, though, and she knew he was on the ropes. He swung his sword at her just a moment too late to connect, coming close enough that she could feel the air the blade displaced as it sliced past her. Too close for comfort. She needed to end this before he could try to counter her again, especially considering he had been partially distracted during that last attack. Indeed, at the same time he had smashed the remaining undead with his shield, crumbling it into a pile of severed bones and powder. Now he had only the pudgy goblin to fight, at least for now, and he cursed at her as he turned to face her. Yes, it was definitely now or never. A dull ache had crept into her every muscle, and while she wasn’t near her limit yet she was getting to the point where she would either become a step slow, or make herself sore for quite some time. Beyond that, she knew she couldn’t stand up to Sir Robert forever in a one on one fight. If he just concentrated on defending himself, after all, he could probably out-last her simply due to the way her spell worked…
Still, he was being given one more thing to curse about by his last capable partner, as from the sound of things the big orc was enjoying himself quite a lot. Tlech’s fellow goblins were working him over quite effectively, which at least meant that she probably wouldn’t have to deal with him interfering, but of course that went both ways. She almost certainly wasn’t going to get any help from the two of them… Her summoner began to banter with Sir Robert once more, and as the knight began to reply she sensed her opening. The pudgy goblin jumped to the side and then dashed in as fast as she could, throwing a punch with her right hand… and connected with perhaps the most powerful blow she’d ever landed. She had just barely beaten his shield, but the human paid for his slight slowness with ultimate defeat.
There was a loud clang as fist slammed into metal, which dented in badly from the force of the blow. Tlech’s hand stung badly for a few seconds and then went numb; she would have to check if it was broken a little later. Even so, she knew that Sir Robert had taken the worst of it. She had hit him right where she had hoped, and assuming human anatomy was similar to a goblin’s, she had pounded him right in his liver. There was a brief pause, the knight staggering back a step and doubling over, before his legs went out from under him and he dropped his weapons in defeat. The pudgy goblin was grinning wider than she ever had before in her life. What a rush this was! To have fought so hard, to be in such peril, and to come out victorious… it was beyond any words. She had gone toe to toe with a full-blown knight in plate armor, and won. How many goblins could honestly say that? Tragar addressed her then, congratulating her on a job well done and telling her to take her reward from her fallen foe, though that she ought to leave him with enough juice to satisfy the succubus. "Tank’ee" she said in reply, turning to give the cloaked man a brief grin before walking up to Robert.
Tlech could tell that she had hit him dead on, because he was coughing up blood in fair quantity. She ruffled his hair a little now that she was in front of him, saying "’sokay Bob. I’ll make ye feel nice fer yer trouble." She looked over at the orc then, to make sure she wouldn’t be needed, and sure enough it looked like the other goblins had him well in hand. He wasn’t struggling at all anymore, and in fact he was bucking his hips up into the little goblin riding him with fervor. This was her first good look at him, and from even just a casual glance she could tell that he was huge. His absolutely monstrous cock didn’t seem like it would even fit inside of the goblin properly… it was almost a little disheartening. If Bobby had been any indication of how humans were hung, after all, she wasn’t going to get nearly such a big dick for her reward. Slowly she pushed the knight’s head farther towards the ground and then straddled it, squeezing it firmly between her thick thighs while she groped around at his shoulders and back, trying to figure out the catches that would release his armor. They were different from the ones that held on her own leather armor, which was to be expected really.
It took Tlech a little bit of time and work to get his armor off, but once she figure out which straps to pull it fell off quite quickly. She gathered the bits and tossed them a ways away, chuckling a little bit. "Not upta yer standards. Pffft. Ye better lower yer standards fer yerself, ‘cause ye ain’t any better’n me" she taunted, throwing Robert’s insulting words back in his face. Still straddling his head, she pulled his shirt up and then got off him, tugging the shirt with her and then tossing it aside. He was halfway nude now, and that was good enough for a start. The pudgy goblin grabbed his shoulders and forced him onto his back firmly, briefly locking lips with him… mostly to get a little taste of the blood he had hacked up on her account. She chuckled again, grinning down at the powerless human. He was already bruising up, especially the final blow… "Don’t ye worry, I’ll kiss it all better" she teased, starting to kiss her way down his chest, her tongue flicking against his nipples briefly. She wanted him to enjoy the way she took her payment, sure, but that could come later. First she wanted to bother him a bit over the way he had looked down on her and underestimated her. When she reached the darkening spot at the bottom of his ribcage she set upon it, giving him a rather loud, lewd hickey. She didn’t spend too awful long there, though, continuing to kiss her way down until she reached his navel, tonguing it as she undid his pants and slipped them down to his knees.
Tlech pulled back then to have a look at what she was working with, her reward for having fought for Tragar… Sir Robert wasn’t on the same level as the orc, not even close. That wasn’t to say he was poorly endowed, of course, he was bigger than Bobby had been, and was packing more than most any goblin she had been with just judging by his flaccid length. "Awwww, ye two is lucky" she pouted, turning to the other goblins, "’is one ain’t ev’n near as big as ‘im!" She stood up, looking down on him as she quickly undid the straps of her leather armor, slipping it off and then pulling her sackcloth dress up over her head, her heavy breasts flopping free and jiggling as she revealed her plump body to everyone present. "But ye’ll do ev’n so" she said quietly, getting down on her knees in front of the knight and gently, almost tenderly kissed the head of his flaccid cock, her tongue swirling around it for a few moments before trailing down his member, getting it nice and wetted down with her saliva as it slowly started to stiffen. Her lips followed her tongue, planting little kisses down his length, before finally getting to his balls, which were sadly much smaller than the orc’s, and probably a lot less full. That didn’t deter the chubby summon from taking one into her mouth and suckling firmly, her tongue working overtime. She let out an exaggerated "mmm" sound as she pulled off of it, as if it was just oh so tasty, and then sucked the testicle she had thus far neglected into her mouth, giving it much the same treatment.
By the time Tlech’s mouth was advancing back up his length, the knight was mostly erect, his body showing clear signs that it wanted more… and hers showed all the tell-tale signs that she wanted to give it to him. As one hand firmly grasped the base of his cock, the other teasingly fondling his slobber-coated balls, and she gave a few slow licks to the underside of his head before calling out "I tol’ ye I’d empty ‘ese balls, but ye got lucky. Gotta leave sum fer tha lady over ‘ere. ‘stead, yer gonna please me wit’ yer mouf ‘fore we’re done." It really wasn’t necessary, but again, she wanted to tease him and make him work for her pleasure after some of the things he’d said about her. While she stroked the bottom half of his shaft her lips closed around his tip, sliding down to her fingers and then slowly sliding back up, her tongue flicking at his piss-slit briefly before sinking back down. All the while her free hand trailed down her belly, to reach between her legs and tease at her own sex. She was already fairly wet, and one of her fingers gently rubbed between her lower lips, another tracing around her clit slowly, just barely stimulating herself. It was still enough to make her moan out softly around Robert’s cock while she sucked him.
It didn’t take too long for Tlech to make her prize quite erect, and she cooed a little as she looked down at it. It was a little bit bigger than she had expected in the end. "Awww Bob, yer nice an’ ‘ard fer me awready" she said in a low, breathy voice, her own arousal clear in it, "wotsa matter? Like me more’n ‘at skinny bitch?" She nodded her head towards the elf she had knocked out, the one Sir Robert had allegedly been sleeping with. "Do I give better ‘ead?" she asked, slowly sinking her lips onto his cock and giving it the best tonguework she knew how, swirling around to hit all the most sensitive places… and she just kept sliding down. The tip of his cock hit the back of her throat, making her gag around it, but still she powered through, going down until her lips were sealed around the base of his member her chin on his balls. The pudgy goblin kept herself there for a while, gagging continuously as she looked up at him, but still gamely fondling his balls as she deepthroated him, her teasing to her pussy picking up in intensity a little as her juices began to flow more freely…
When Tlech finally pulled up off of the knight’s length she gasped for air and moaned lustily, letting her tongue lap at the head a few times before teasing "yer elf slut do ‘at fer ye? She make ye feel like ‘at?" She was laying it on a little thicker than usual, but she was really into this… Maybe it was the thrill of battle and victory, the adrenaline still coursing through her veins. Maybe it was because he had a nice, big dick compared to what she was used to. Whatever the case, she was loving this, though there was something that could make it even better… She looked over to Tragar, the hand between her legs shifting to spread her glistening lower lips wide as she wiggled her rump at him. "Ye wanna ‘ave a go at me?" she called out to her summoner, "I sure wouldn’ mind ye givin’ it ta me whilst I suck ‘im."
Yes, she’s keeping the buff up one more round just to be extra safe, and to ensure dominance. Also fuck, this one got away from me length-wise.
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Re: Day Job (Tiffanian)
Robert glared up at Tlech and spat up a mouthful of blood as she reached over and ruffled his hair, but other than getting a bit of bloody spittle on her it seemed that she'd taken the fight out of the knight. That didn't stop him from letting out a startled gasp when she pushed him over and straddled his face, which she did just as the goblin that had initially been riding the orc's cock pulled herself off and allowed the other to take a turn on his tremendous cock. The already finished one took up a place between his legs and started lapping up the mixture of sperm and love honey that had flowed down his balls after their mutual climax, also giving his swollen testes a good bit of attention during her licking while the other goblin rode him. Robert's armor, in the meantime, was fairly complicated in comparison to her own, and she started simply pulling them all apart piece by piece until she'd gotten his chest-plate off. His shirt followed, and then she got to see the rippling muscles of his chest and the bloody mess running down his chin. The flow seemed to be slowing, but she still got a good taste of his blood when she forced her kiss upon him, something that he whimpered and groaned at while she invaded his mouth with her tongue and lapped up his leftover metallic carmine red.
"Nnn! Fucking... Goblin!" he grunted angrily at her teasing words, but he was still too battered to resist as she trailed kisses down he chest. He gave a slight yelp as she gave him a hickey on his already developing bruises, but his slight jump was the only motion that he seemed able to make, and he watched her travel down his chest with a worried expression. Pulling down his pants, she was rewarded soon enough by the sight of his flaccid length, not as large as the orcs by any means but still respectable if it held to the normal ratio of sizes when one went from soft to hard, along with a pair of balls that were nearly as impressive as those of the orc. "Uhhck.... D.. Don't! Just... L... Leave me alone!" he grunted after her comments toward the goblins having their fun with the orc, but as she pulled off her armor and her dress to reveal her naked body she spotted a twitch from his length, blood rushing to it as he looked over Tlech's curvy body.
He watched her descent toward his cock with wide eyes, and her initial teasing kisses along his head and shaft caused him to harden more rapidly than his earlier proud demeanor might have allowed him to admit. "D... Don't!" he whimpered as she trailed down and began to suck on his hefty balls, and as she sucked on them she could feel his cock steadily hardening. It even twitched slightly as she trailed her tongue back upwards, and when she issued her proclamation that he'd please her with his mouth before they were done he let out a startled gasp and blanched. "Like I'd ever do that!" he said angrily, but then he let out a choked moan as she took his length into her mouth and started bobbing up and down, and when she licked at his piss slit she got her first taste of his thick, pungent semen as she lapped up a bead of precum.
"Ss... Stop it!" he groaned during her brief respite, one that Tlech used to gloat about how hard he'd become during her ministrations, and when she asked if she was better than the man's elven lover he blushed a shade brighter and stuttered; "N... No! Never!" He let out a long, low groan as she took him back into her mouth and started using the best tongue-work that she had, causing him to reflexively shift his hips to give her a better angle by which to apply her tongue, and when she deep-throated him she heard the defeated knight whimper; "Shh.... She never.... Did that!" The question that she asked after she finally pulled off of his cock didn't get a verbal answer from the knight, but she had felt him start to throb just before she'd pulled off and could see the blood pulsing through his manhood now. Sir Robert was panting and squirming lightly by then, his motions exactly like one who was begging for more, and she could see the telltale signs of a man drawing near to his release clearly in his body language.
Her offer to Tragar seemed to surprise the summoner, who had been looking rather bored while observing the rape of his enemies, but the hooded man cracked a grin and said; "I suppose it couldn't hurt! You've certainly more than earned it, and the idea of forcing Bob to lick my leftovers out of you is far too amusing an idea to pass up!" Sir Robert's eyes widened at that, and he gasped; "Wh... What? I'm not doin that!" Taking up a position behind the pudgy goblin, Tragar began to rub Tlech's round green backside with one hand while fiddling with his robes with the other, and said; "Oh yes you will! Isn't that right, ehhh.... What was your name again?" As he spoke, he undid his pants enough to free his manhood, which was built along the same basic lines as Robert's but perhaps a little bit shorter and a little bit thicker. He casually lined it up with Tlech's pussy and began to rub the head against her nether lips while awaiting a response, and when she gave her name he calmly slipped into her sex and began to fuck her roughly, his hips slapping against hers as the tip of his member pierced into her deepest depths.
Tlech: HP = 24/67, PP = 42, EP = 23/89, Status = Fine, Pregnant
Robert glared up at Tlech and spat up a mouthful of blood as she reached over and ruffled his hair, but other than getting a bit of bloody spittle on her it seemed that she'd taken the fight out of the knight. That didn't stop him from letting out a startled gasp when she pushed him over and straddled his face, which she did just as the goblin that had initially been riding the orc's cock pulled herself off and allowed the other to take a turn on his tremendous cock. The already finished one took up a place between his legs and started lapping up the mixture of sperm and love honey that had flowed down his balls after their mutual climax, also giving his swollen testes a good bit of attention during her licking while the other goblin rode him. Robert's armor, in the meantime, was fairly complicated in comparison to her own, and she started simply pulling them all apart piece by piece until she'd gotten his chest-plate off. His shirt followed, and then she got to see the rippling muscles of his chest and the bloody mess running down his chin. The flow seemed to be slowing, but she still got a good taste of his blood when she forced her kiss upon him, something that he whimpered and groaned at while she invaded his mouth with her tongue and lapped up his leftover metallic carmine red.
"Nnn! Fucking... Goblin!" he grunted angrily at her teasing words, but he was still too battered to resist as she trailed kisses down he chest. He gave a slight yelp as she gave him a hickey on his already developing bruises, but his slight jump was the only motion that he seemed able to make, and he watched her travel down his chest with a worried expression. Pulling down his pants, she was rewarded soon enough by the sight of his flaccid length, not as large as the orcs by any means but still respectable if it held to the normal ratio of sizes when one went from soft to hard, along with a pair of balls that were nearly as impressive as those of the orc. "Uhhck.... D.. Don't! Just... L... Leave me alone!" he grunted after her comments toward the goblins having their fun with the orc, but as she pulled off her armor and her dress to reveal her naked body she spotted a twitch from his length, blood rushing to it as he looked over Tlech's curvy body.
He watched her descent toward his cock with wide eyes, and her initial teasing kisses along his head and shaft caused him to harden more rapidly than his earlier proud demeanor might have allowed him to admit. "D... Don't!" he whimpered as she trailed down and began to suck on his hefty balls, and as she sucked on them she could feel his cock steadily hardening. It even twitched slightly as she trailed her tongue back upwards, and when she issued her proclamation that he'd please her with his mouth before they were done he let out a startled gasp and blanched. "Like I'd ever do that!" he said angrily, but then he let out a choked moan as she took his length into her mouth and started bobbing up and down, and when she licked at his piss slit she got her first taste of his thick, pungent semen as she lapped up a bead of precum.
"Ss... Stop it!" he groaned during her brief respite, one that Tlech used to gloat about how hard he'd become during her ministrations, and when she asked if she was better than the man's elven lover he blushed a shade brighter and stuttered; "N... No! Never!" He let out a long, low groan as she took him back into her mouth and started using the best tongue-work that she had, causing him to reflexively shift his hips to give her a better angle by which to apply her tongue, and when she deep-throated him she heard the defeated knight whimper; "Shh.... She never.... Did that!" The question that she asked after she finally pulled off of his cock didn't get a verbal answer from the knight, but she had felt him start to throb just before she'd pulled off and could see the blood pulsing through his manhood now. Sir Robert was panting and squirming lightly by then, his motions exactly like one who was begging for more, and she could see the telltale signs of a man drawing near to his release clearly in his body language.
Her offer to Tragar seemed to surprise the summoner, who had been looking rather bored while observing the rape of his enemies, but the hooded man cracked a grin and said; "I suppose it couldn't hurt! You've certainly more than earned it, and the idea of forcing Bob to lick my leftovers out of you is far too amusing an idea to pass up!" Sir Robert's eyes widened at that, and he gasped; "Wh... What? I'm not doin that!" Taking up a position behind the pudgy goblin, Tragar began to rub Tlech's round green backside with one hand while fiddling with his robes with the other, and said; "Oh yes you will! Isn't that right, ehhh.... What was your name again?" As he spoke, he undid his pants enough to free his manhood, which was built along the same basic lines as Robert's but perhaps a little bit shorter and a little bit thicker. He casually lined it up with Tlech's pussy and began to rub the head against her nether lips while awaiting a response, and when she gave her name he calmly slipped into her sex and began to fuck her roughly, his hips slapping against hers as the tip of his member pierced into her deepest depths.
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Re: Day Job (Tiffanian)
Tlech couldn’t help but grin at Sir Robert’s reactions to her, that cute impotent glare as she ruffled his hair. He even managed to get some warm, bloody spit on her lower legs, something that amused her. It was more than he had managed to bloody her during the fight. His armor gave her troubles, and really she had no need to take it off at all, only needing him nude below the waist… but she was glad she had bothered with it once she had his shirt off. Being a knight, he had a pretty damn nice body, after all. Few goblins were so impressively sculpted and muscled as he was, and she enjoyed the sight of it… and the taste of the blood that had dribbled down his chin and stood in his mouth. The coppery, metallic taste was like candy to the pudgy goblin after the hard-fought battle, one more ingredient in the icing atop the cake, so to speak. Bob was angry, clearly so, but he wasn’t able to do much more than squirm a little bit under her now that he was on the ground. She had definitely got him where it counted, and now she was confident that he would be utterly helpless before her for quite some time. As such she finally let the spell she had been using dissipate, giving her sore muscles and aching body a rest; even if he revived somewhat, her summoner or the succubus would surely be able to handle it.
The human was clearly responding to the sight of Tlech’s body, to her teasing touches. It felt good to be able to get a rise out of him, to make him squirm and moan and whimper. Especially so because he was attempting to resist it. His pre-cum tasted a lot like Bobby’s had, nice and sweet compared to the potent taste of the seed she had swallowed down from Ab not long ago. It was a wonderful taste that only spurred her to continue her attentions to his member, and to herself… Sir Robert continued to protest, especially when she compared herself to the elf, but he certainly wasn’t resisting. In fact, his body was acting on its own, shifting and squirming to help her pleasure him. She knew she had him then, that even if he managed to regain the ability to resist properly he probably wouldn’t do so. After deepthroating him, and his assertion that his lover had never gone so far for him, she chided "selfish slut. I can make ye feel better’n she ever did." And she could tell that she was already doing so, even after such a short time… He was panting with arousal, his cock throbbing, and she knew she could make him cum quite quickly if she wanted to.
That was when Tlech turned to her summoner and propositioned him. She felt like she didn’t like him much, but he looked bored, and it was rude to fuck in front of someone without offering them a chance at joining in, right? Besides, as horny as this was making her she’d cum hard in no time at all if he was even a little bit good. Tragar quickly accepted, for some reason amused by the idea of Sir Robert eating her out afterwards… and the knight seemed really quite against the idea too. That struck the goblin as odd, but she didn’t give it much mind. She had other things to focus on, after all. Her summoner had walked around behind her, one of his hands rubbing against her plump rear… Maybe Bob was opposed to seeing this hated enemy of his pleasured? Whatever the case, the pudgy goblin bit her lip slightly and ground herself back softly against his hand, her desire quite evident to both of the humans.
"Tlech’s me name" she replied to Tragar when asked, and then focused back on Sir Robert, grabbing the base of his cock and squeezing hard. "An’ ‘e’ll lick yer spunk outta me an’ be ‘appy ‘bout it, if’n ‘e knows wots good fer ‘im. Ye wanna cum, Bob? A way yer dick’s jumpin’ tells me ye do… But ye’ll not get ta if’n ye don’t make me a promise ye’ll please me. An’ if’n ye break yer promise…" She leaned forward a bit more, towards his cock, and snapped her teeth shut, her threat clear. It would surely be enough to scare him into doing whatever she wanted, or so she thought… It was hard to concentrate on delivering it, though, with the way her summoner’s dickhead was rubbing between her labia, teasing her dripping slit. She hadn’t managed to get a good look at what he was packing, so it would be a complete surprise to her when he put it in.
And soon enough he did put it in. Tlech moaned out lewdly, arching her back as she felt the human enter her, her arms squeezing in against her big breasts as they were puffed out by her positioning, giving Sir Robert quite the view… He rejected her demand, though. That was interesting… humans were interesting, she was coming to find. "Suit yerself" she said with a grin, looking up at him as Tragar began to pound her. As could be expected of the summoner he was quite rough in his treatment of her, but not too much so. His member was about as long as Tyduk’s, maybe just the slightest bit longer, but he was definitely thicker by a small margin. It was enough to stretch her tight pussy ever so slightly, just the way she liked it… it was about the same girth as the cock she had given to the fae on her first summoning. He wasn’t so skilled as her partner last night had been, or at least just wasn’t trying, so some of the more sensitive flesh inside of her was only marginally stimulated, but she was turned on enough that she didn’t mind too awful much. Besides, there was a certain pleasure in the way his dick just barely tapped her cervix at the end of each thrust, sending a jolt of sensation racing up her spine.
The chubby goblin leaned down then, doing her best to steady herself, and took Sir Robert’s cock into her mouth. She sucked gently, her tongue swirling around the head for a few moments, but she quickly pulled off long enough to receive three more thrusts from Tragar, making her moan out lewdly, and then went to licking her way slowly down his length, keeping him stimulated, but not too much so… Tlech considered herself a pretty good judge of when a man was about to cum, and she intended to keep poor Bob as close as she could without allowing him to achieve orgasm. She had never really tried this, though, and while she been the “top” in many sexual situations over the years, she had never attempted to dominate her partner as she was now. It was kind of a thrill, actually, especially considering the way the human had talked down to her while they fought. She would show him… As the summoner sawed into her she sucked on the knight’s balls lewdly, enjoying not only the taste, but the impressive size and heft of them. It was kind of a shame he wasn’t more compliant, the two of them could have had so much fun together.
Slowly Tlech worked her way back up the human’s twitching cock with her tongue, beginning to properly buck her hips back into each of Tragar’s thrusts, her plump rear connecting with his hips with a rather loud slapping sound as he continued to go at her hard. There was also a lewd sloshing noise coming from her as he stirred up her plentiful juices with his motions… All the while she continued to lap teasingly at Sir Robert’s cock, every so often taking the tip into her mouth and swirling her tongue around it for a few seconds before pulling off, leaving him almost painfully on edge. "Nnn… Ye wanna cum, Bob?" she asked with a wicked grin, trying to keep her composure as her summoner pounded her, "look at yerself jump an’ twitch… I could make ye pop any time. Bet lickin’ me out’s lookin’ better n better. Jus’ say it~ Tell me ye’ll do it, an’ I’ll take it all a way in an’ drink yer spunk down~" There was another powerful thrust, a loud, exaggerated moan from the pudgy goblin, before she asked "or d’ye wanna watch me ‘ave fun an’ not get none yerself?"
Tlech couldn’t help but grin at Sir Robert’s reactions to her, that cute impotent glare as she ruffled his hair. He even managed to get some warm, bloody spit on her lower legs, something that amused her. It was more than he had managed to bloody her during the fight. His armor gave her troubles, and really she had no need to take it off at all, only needing him nude below the waist… but she was glad she had bothered with it once she had his shirt off. Being a knight, he had a pretty damn nice body, after all. Few goblins were so impressively sculpted and muscled as he was, and she enjoyed the sight of it… and the taste of the blood that had dribbled down his chin and stood in his mouth. The coppery, metallic taste was like candy to the pudgy goblin after the hard-fought battle, one more ingredient in the icing atop the cake, so to speak. Bob was angry, clearly so, but he wasn’t able to do much more than squirm a little bit under her now that he was on the ground. She had definitely got him where it counted, and now she was confident that he would be utterly helpless before her for quite some time. As such she finally let the spell she had been using dissipate, giving her sore muscles and aching body a rest; even if he revived somewhat, her summoner or the succubus would surely be able to handle it.
The human was clearly responding to the sight of Tlech’s body, to her teasing touches. It felt good to be able to get a rise out of him, to make him squirm and moan and whimper. Especially so because he was attempting to resist it. His pre-cum tasted a lot like Bobby’s had, nice and sweet compared to the potent taste of the seed she had swallowed down from Ab not long ago. It was a wonderful taste that only spurred her to continue her attentions to his member, and to herself… Sir Robert continued to protest, especially when she compared herself to the elf, but he certainly wasn’t resisting. In fact, his body was acting on its own, shifting and squirming to help her pleasure him. She knew she had him then, that even if he managed to regain the ability to resist properly he probably wouldn’t do so. After deepthroating him, and his assertion that his lover had never gone so far for him, she chided "selfish slut. I can make ye feel better’n she ever did." And she could tell that she was already doing so, even after such a short time… He was panting with arousal, his cock throbbing, and she knew she could make him cum quite quickly if she wanted to.
That was when Tlech turned to her summoner and propositioned him. She felt like she didn’t like him much, but he looked bored, and it was rude to fuck in front of someone without offering them a chance at joining in, right? Besides, as horny as this was making her she’d cum hard in no time at all if he was even a little bit good. Tragar quickly accepted, for some reason amused by the idea of Sir Robert eating her out afterwards… and the knight seemed really quite against the idea too. That struck the goblin as odd, but she didn’t give it much mind. She had other things to focus on, after all. Her summoner had walked around behind her, one of his hands rubbing against her plump rear… Maybe Bob was opposed to seeing this hated enemy of his pleasured? Whatever the case, the pudgy goblin bit her lip slightly and ground herself back softly against his hand, her desire quite evident to both of the humans.
"Tlech’s me name" she replied to Tragar when asked, and then focused back on Sir Robert, grabbing the base of his cock and squeezing hard. "An’ ‘e’ll lick yer spunk outta me an’ be ‘appy ‘bout it, if’n ‘e knows wots good fer ‘im. Ye wanna cum, Bob? A way yer dick’s jumpin’ tells me ye do… But ye’ll not get ta if’n ye don’t make me a promise ye’ll please me. An’ if’n ye break yer promise…" She leaned forward a bit more, towards his cock, and snapped her teeth shut, her threat clear. It would surely be enough to scare him into doing whatever she wanted, or so she thought… It was hard to concentrate on delivering it, though, with the way her summoner’s dickhead was rubbing between her labia, teasing her dripping slit. She hadn’t managed to get a good look at what he was packing, so it would be a complete surprise to her when he put it in.
And soon enough he did put it in. Tlech moaned out lewdly, arching her back as she felt the human enter her, her arms squeezing in against her big breasts as they were puffed out by her positioning, giving Sir Robert quite the view… He rejected her demand, though. That was interesting… humans were interesting, she was coming to find. "Suit yerself" she said with a grin, looking up at him as Tragar began to pound her. As could be expected of the summoner he was quite rough in his treatment of her, but not too much so. His member was about as long as Tyduk’s, maybe just the slightest bit longer, but he was definitely thicker by a small margin. It was enough to stretch her tight pussy ever so slightly, just the way she liked it… it was about the same girth as the cock she had given to the fae on her first summoning. He wasn’t so skilled as her partner last night had been, or at least just wasn’t trying, so some of the more sensitive flesh inside of her was only marginally stimulated, but she was turned on enough that she didn’t mind too awful much. Besides, there was a certain pleasure in the way his dick just barely tapped her cervix at the end of each thrust, sending a jolt of sensation racing up her spine.
The chubby goblin leaned down then, doing her best to steady herself, and took Sir Robert’s cock into her mouth. She sucked gently, her tongue swirling around the head for a few moments, but she quickly pulled off long enough to receive three more thrusts from Tragar, making her moan out lewdly, and then went to licking her way slowly down his length, keeping him stimulated, but not too much so… Tlech considered herself a pretty good judge of when a man was about to cum, and she intended to keep poor Bob as close as she could without allowing him to achieve orgasm. She had never really tried this, though, and while she been the “top” in many sexual situations over the years, she had never attempted to dominate her partner as she was now. It was kind of a thrill, actually, especially considering the way the human had talked down to her while they fought. She would show him… As the summoner sawed into her she sucked on the knight’s balls lewdly, enjoying not only the taste, but the impressive size and heft of them. It was kind of a shame he wasn’t more compliant, the two of them could have had so much fun together.
Slowly Tlech worked her way back up the human’s twitching cock with her tongue, beginning to properly buck her hips back into each of Tragar’s thrusts, her plump rear connecting with his hips with a rather loud slapping sound as he continued to go at her hard. There was also a lewd sloshing noise coming from her as he stirred up her plentiful juices with his motions… All the while she continued to lap teasingly at Sir Robert’s cock, every so often taking the tip into her mouth and swirling her tongue around it for a few seconds before pulling off, leaving him almost painfully on edge. "Nnn… Ye wanna cum, Bob?" she asked with a wicked grin, trying to keep her composure as her summoner pounded her, "look at yerself jump an’ twitch… I could make ye pop any time. Bet lickin’ me out’s lookin’ better n better. Jus’ say it~ Tell me ye’ll do it, an’ I’ll take it all a way in an’ drink yer spunk down~" There was another powerful thrust, a loud, exaggerated moan from the pudgy goblin, before she asked "or d’ye wanna watch me ‘ave fun an’ not get none yerself?"
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Re: Day Job (Tiffanian)
"I.... I'll do no such thing! You can't make me!" the knight said promptly after Tlech said he'd be eating Tragar's cum out of her pussy either way, though he'd paled visibly when she'd made the threat with her teeth. The summoner, in turn, held his tongue as he rubbed the head of his cock over her nether lips, but his teasing didn't last long. The first push was fairly slow, allowing her to adjust to his fairly impressive girth, his length being about equal to Tyduk's but his width being significantly greater. That was about where his gentleness ended, however, as he promptly started pounding into her without much apparent concern for her pleasure. Even so, his sheer size and the stamina that he possessed made the experience pleasant for her anyway.
Sir Robert watched Tragar pound away at Tlech and endured her teasing surprisingly well, considering how effectively her skilled tongue-work kept the warrior on or near the edge of his own release. His cock throbbed and jumped regularly as she licked at it, leaking copious amounts of his thick precum for her to lap up while Tragar gave it to her roughly. "Enjoying yourself there Sir Robert?" the summoner said mockingly, "You look quite pathetic... It's too bad your pride won't let you enjoy yourself! I'm giving you a treat here~ She's quite soft!" As if to accentuate his statement, Tragar gave Tlech's bouncing bottom a firm smack, sending ripples across her soft flesh and causing a bit of discoloration to appear on her pale green skin. His thrusts picked up suddenly after that, pushing his length deeper into her at a quicker rate, but despite the teasing Robert continued to grit his teeth, clench his hands, and resist.
"G... Go to hell!" the knight spat angrily, but then Tlech released his swollen balls and licked her way back up his throbbing shaft, causing him to throw his head back and moan lewdly as his dick twitched excitedly against her tongue and face. He started to shake slightly as he endured more of her licking, but still he resisted his urges long enough for her to deliver her second series of teasing suggestions. "I... Nnnn! I don't care! I won't do it!" he declared, continuing to refuse the goblin's lewd suggestion to eat her out after Tragar came in her, in spite of his obvious desire to reach a release of his own, even if it was within the confines of the throat of the goblin that had beaten him.
"Yes you will," Tragar said sardonically while still pumping away at Tlech's pussy, "I'm going to have her sit on your face when I'm done back here! Just a sampler for what I'm going to do to your lovely Vivian~ Myazu will ensure that you're both perfectly compliant too!" Letting out a growl of frustration, Sir Robert tried to rise, and even managed to pull himself up to a position on his elbows, "Never! She'd never..... Ahhh! Aha... Do that with you!" Tragar, seemingly taking more delight in tormenting Sir Robert than he was at the exuberant pounding that he was giving to Tlech, reached forward and jabbed him with two fingers right on the rapidly growing bruise on his chest, causing him to let out a gasp of pain and fall back down while the summoner cackled maniacally at him. "Yes she is! The best part of this is that you know it too! Once Myazu's done with the two of you, you'll be my loyal little pets!"
Sir Robert didn't seem to have a response for that one, as he fell silent save for the gasps and cries that Tlech drew from him. All it took to keep him on edge was the same teasing that she'd been already been doing, the light kisses and licks more than enough to keep his body acting just the way she wanted, and he couldn't move enough to get away from her despite obviously wanting to. She saw his hands twitch toward her several times, as if he intended to grab her, but he held them back every time with what looked like a colossal effort of will. Tragar didn't miss that, however, and despite the fact that his rapid humping of her upraised bottom had started to leave him breathless, the mage said; "Heh, thinking of grabbing her are yah? Ahah... Pulling her down and doin what yah want to her? Why don't you do it?" Sir Robert gave no verbal response to that either, merely gritting his teeth and glaring up at Tragar and Tlech as they fucked on top of him, but the mage didn't seem to be content with that.
His thrusts slowed slightly, and began to roll with a skill she hadn't seen from the summoner before, hitting all of her sensitive spots even more accurately than Tyduk had the night before. "You! Uhhh.... Tlech! How'd you like to have him down your throat while I fucked you? I bet you'd like that a lot, wouldn't you?" he grunted softly, giving a series of short sawing thrusts that rubbed his member back and forth against her g-spot, which ended just before she could cum from them, and he then started thrusting in such a way that she was only barely stimulated, leaving her on the same edge as Robert. Whether she answered positively or negatively, he then commandingly said; "Put your mouth over his dick like you were about to take 'im down your throat!" If Tlech subsequently obeyed, she'd get another series of quick thrusts against her g-spot, more than enough to send her over the edge if she didn't resist the pleasure, while Robert would look even more torn than before, his hands twitching visibly. "All you've gotta do is grab her and shove it in there, and you'll be able to let out all that pressure she's put in yah! It'd be easy, and she'll love every second of it."
Grunting with effort, Robert forced his hands to remain at his sides, and after a moment said; "Nnn.... No! I won't resort to... To your way! I'm not a pig like you!" That brought a laugh from Tragar, who replied; "Yeah? Sure, sure~ Hey Tlech, give 'im a few bobs. Let him know what he's missing out on. I'm almost done back here." If Tlech did as instructed, she'd have the joy of seeing the look of awe on his face as she deep throated him again, and feeling him twitch and throb powerfully in her mouth while Tragar started pounding her savagely again. Despite his statement that he was almost done, the mage lasted another few minutes before his thrusts started becoming erratic, and a few moments later he bottomed out into her sex and erupted like a volcano, giving short quick thrusts in order to keep himself going while spurting his seed more or less right against her cervix.
His load was about average in volume, maybe a little less compared to some of the goblins she'd been with, particularly Ab who'd had a prodigious amount in him. When he was done, he rested for only a few seconds before pulling out and pulling away. Leaving her in place, Tragar moved around to stand over Robert, and then pointed down at the still helpless knight and said; "Alright, time to give Bob his little treat! You can clean me up while you do it." The orc and the other two goblins, in the meantime, had changed positions. The first one to take his load was lying on her side, her pussy being plowed again by his massive cock while she looked to be in a state of mind-numbing ecstasy, while the other was lying on her back slightly aside with her own fresh load of spunk dribbling from her gaping flower.
Tlech: HP = 24/67, PP = 42, EP = 23/89, Status = Fine, Pregnant
"I.... I'll do no such thing! You can't make me!" the knight said promptly after Tlech said he'd be eating Tragar's cum out of her pussy either way, though he'd paled visibly when she'd made the threat with her teeth. The summoner, in turn, held his tongue as he rubbed the head of his cock over her nether lips, but his teasing didn't last long. The first push was fairly slow, allowing her to adjust to his fairly impressive girth, his length being about equal to Tyduk's but his width being significantly greater. That was about where his gentleness ended, however, as he promptly started pounding into her without much apparent concern for her pleasure. Even so, his sheer size and the stamina that he possessed made the experience pleasant for her anyway.
Sir Robert watched Tragar pound away at Tlech and endured her teasing surprisingly well, considering how effectively her skilled tongue-work kept the warrior on or near the edge of his own release. His cock throbbed and jumped regularly as she licked at it, leaking copious amounts of his thick precum for her to lap up while Tragar gave it to her roughly. "Enjoying yourself there Sir Robert?" the summoner said mockingly, "You look quite pathetic... It's too bad your pride won't let you enjoy yourself! I'm giving you a treat here~ She's quite soft!" As if to accentuate his statement, Tragar gave Tlech's bouncing bottom a firm smack, sending ripples across her soft flesh and causing a bit of discoloration to appear on her pale green skin. His thrusts picked up suddenly after that, pushing his length deeper into her at a quicker rate, but despite the teasing Robert continued to grit his teeth, clench his hands, and resist.
"G... Go to hell!" the knight spat angrily, but then Tlech released his swollen balls and licked her way back up his throbbing shaft, causing him to throw his head back and moan lewdly as his dick twitched excitedly against her tongue and face. He started to shake slightly as he endured more of her licking, but still he resisted his urges long enough for her to deliver her second series of teasing suggestions. "I... Nnnn! I don't care! I won't do it!" he declared, continuing to refuse the goblin's lewd suggestion to eat her out after Tragar came in her, in spite of his obvious desire to reach a release of his own, even if it was within the confines of the throat of the goblin that had beaten him.
"Yes you will," Tragar said sardonically while still pumping away at Tlech's pussy, "I'm going to have her sit on your face when I'm done back here! Just a sampler for what I'm going to do to your lovely Vivian~ Myazu will ensure that you're both perfectly compliant too!" Letting out a growl of frustration, Sir Robert tried to rise, and even managed to pull himself up to a position on his elbows, "Never! She'd never..... Ahhh! Aha... Do that with you!" Tragar, seemingly taking more delight in tormenting Sir Robert than he was at the exuberant pounding that he was giving to Tlech, reached forward and jabbed him with two fingers right on the rapidly growing bruise on his chest, causing him to let out a gasp of pain and fall back down while the summoner cackled maniacally at him. "Yes she is! The best part of this is that you know it too! Once Myazu's done with the two of you, you'll be my loyal little pets!"
Sir Robert didn't seem to have a response for that one, as he fell silent save for the gasps and cries that Tlech drew from him. All it took to keep him on edge was the same teasing that she'd been already been doing, the light kisses and licks more than enough to keep his body acting just the way she wanted, and he couldn't move enough to get away from her despite obviously wanting to. She saw his hands twitch toward her several times, as if he intended to grab her, but he held them back every time with what looked like a colossal effort of will. Tragar didn't miss that, however, and despite the fact that his rapid humping of her upraised bottom had started to leave him breathless, the mage said; "Heh, thinking of grabbing her are yah? Ahah... Pulling her down and doin what yah want to her? Why don't you do it?" Sir Robert gave no verbal response to that either, merely gritting his teeth and glaring up at Tragar and Tlech as they fucked on top of him, but the mage didn't seem to be content with that.
His thrusts slowed slightly, and began to roll with a skill she hadn't seen from the summoner before, hitting all of her sensitive spots even more accurately than Tyduk had the night before. "You! Uhhh.... Tlech! How'd you like to have him down your throat while I fucked you? I bet you'd like that a lot, wouldn't you?" he grunted softly, giving a series of short sawing thrusts that rubbed his member back and forth against her g-spot, which ended just before she could cum from them, and he then started thrusting in such a way that she was only barely stimulated, leaving her on the same edge as Robert. Whether she answered positively or negatively, he then commandingly said; "Put your mouth over his dick like you were about to take 'im down your throat!" If Tlech subsequently obeyed, she'd get another series of quick thrusts against her g-spot, more than enough to send her over the edge if she didn't resist the pleasure, while Robert would look even more torn than before, his hands twitching visibly. "All you've gotta do is grab her and shove it in there, and you'll be able to let out all that pressure she's put in yah! It'd be easy, and she'll love every second of it."
Grunting with effort, Robert forced his hands to remain at his sides, and after a moment said; "Nnn.... No! I won't resort to... To your way! I'm not a pig like you!" That brought a laugh from Tragar, who replied; "Yeah? Sure, sure~ Hey Tlech, give 'im a few bobs. Let him know what he's missing out on. I'm almost done back here." If Tlech did as instructed, she'd have the joy of seeing the look of awe on his face as she deep throated him again, and feeling him twitch and throb powerfully in her mouth while Tragar started pounding her savagely again. Despite his statement that he was almost done, the mage lasted another few minutes before his thrusts started becoming erratic, and a few moments later he bottomed out into her sex and erupted like a volcano, giving short quick thrusts in order to keep himself going while spurting his seed more or less right against her cervix.
His load was about average in volume, maybe a little less compared to some of the goblins she'd been with, particularly Ab who'd had a prodigious amount in him. When he was done, he rested for only a few seconds before pulling out and pulling away. Leaving her in place, Tragar moved around to stand over Robert, and then pointed down at the still helpless knight and said; "Alright, time to give Bob his little treat! You can clean me up while you do it." The orc and the other two goblins, in the meantime, had changed positions. The first one to take his load was lying on her side, her pussy being plowed again by his massive cock while she looked to be in a state of mind-numbing ecstasy, while the other was lying on her back slightly aside with her own fresh load of spunk dribbling from her gaping flower.
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Tlech grinned when the knight yelled out his defiance, knowing full well that he was wrong. In the position the two were in, their relative strength after the fight, she could make him do most anything she wanted. Her thoughts of dominating the human faded a little bit as her summoner began to really pound her, but only a little… It was just a bit hard to concentrate with that thick cock sliding swiftly in and out of her. Even though Tragar didn’t seem to be particularly skilled the pudgy goblin was turned on enough to get off on what he was doing to her, and he actually had a pretty nice cock. With each thrust she could feel the power she had expended in the fight slowly returning to her, the pleasure the human was giving her slowly recharging her soul’s energy and her link to the mortal world.
Even so, Tlech was able to keep up her expert teasing of Sir Robert. He was actually pretty stoic all things considered, keeping his angry demeanor and resistance up even though she managed to keep him very close to an orgasm the entire time. She was sort of impressed… but she was sure that if she were a little more experienced at this orgasm denial stuff, or if she had been born a succubus like some demons were, she would be much more effective at what she was doing. She could only be so exact in her judgment as to when his orgasm was coming, after all, and she had to err on the side of caution to ensure that she wouldn’t make him cum before she wanted him to. There was also the problem of concentrating while being rammed from behind… She was sure that if circumstances were a little bit more favorable, if she could bring him right to the very edge every so often, she could have had him begging for his climax. The chubby goblin would have preferred to be sucking him off all things considered, but his cock was at least leaking precum rather copiously, giving her a chance to lick up a fair amount of the tasty stuff, which was always a bonus in her book.
She didn’t mind the way Tragar was taunting the knight, and in fact found it useful for teasing him, though Tlech wished to some extent that he would be a little less rough with her. She especially didn’t appreciate the smack to her rear, hard enough to make her groan out and arch her back as a hand-shaped pinkish spot appeared in her green skin. She could imagine that it made her flesh jiggle quite pleasantly, though, making her an even more enticing sight for Sir Robert… The spanking had made her clench around her summoner’s thick cock, and that seemed to spur him on to thrust even faster, his member getting just a bit deeper. It tapped firmly against her cervix at the end of each motion, sending a jolt of pain-tinged pleasure running up her spine every few seconds. It was still good for her, and she couldn’t believe how much she was getting off on doing this to her opponent. He was still resisting mightily, and though he was unable to keep from moaning out his pleasure, his body shaking and quivering, he was showing impressive willpower. Perhaps it came from being a knight? The same sure as fuck couldn’t be said for the various demon knights that served her mistress, so maybe it was just a human thing. He managed to reject her second offer, which would be her final offer. It suited her just fine. After all, she would be getting what she wanted out of him regardless, whether or not he got anything out of the bargain was irrelevant.
Tragar seemed intent on having the pudgy goblin carry through with her idea as well, and again he mentioned that he was going to take Sir Robert’s lover for his own once the succubus had enthralled them all. That seemed to infuriate the knight, and he began to try and raise himself up. He actually got up onto his elbows, though as he did Tlech held onto the base of his cock even tighter, baring her teeth slightly. Poor Bob didn’t get the chance to realize just how much danger he was in before the summoner took the chance to poke him hard in the bruise above his liver with two fingers, which was enough to knock him onto his back once more. That seemed to take a lot of the fight out of him for a while, his body weakened so much by the fight… he squirmed, but that was the best he could do. The chubby goblin just kept up her teasing licks, mostly now to lap up the human’s precum, giving him slight little strokes from the base of his cock to about a quarter of the way up every so often. It didn’t take much to keep him on edge, he had been there for so long. He even seemed to be holding back the urge to grab her head and force her down onto his dick, though it was taking a lot out of him, she could tell. She wanted him to try it, just so she could grab his hands and give them a little twist while she teased him, reinforcing her dominance over the defeated knight…
Her summoner, of course, encouraged him to go through with it. The continued taunting made Sir Robert glare at the two of them, and Tlech was about to add to it when Tragar slowed his thrusts and began to roll them with a skill she had only experienced once before when the fae had gone at her. She had to stop teasing her target, to pull back and just moan out lewdly... Her summoner asked her if he would like to deepthroat the knight while he drilled her, and she couldn’t help but reply "Aw yea, would love it!" just before he began to thrust in very short but powerful motions, his thick cock rubbing hard against her g-spot. It was so good she could hardly stand it, but it ended just before she was able to cum. His next few thrusts did nothing for the chubby goblin, leaving her almost as frustrated as Sir Robert likely was, so when he told her to put her mouth just over the knight’s dick so that it would be easy for him to force her to deepthroat him she quickly complied. It would be a nice way to cum, with the human’s dick deep in her throat, spurting his seed into her belly…
It wasn’t to be, though. Tlech’s sexual frustration didn’t last very long at all, her summoner giving her a few more of those short, powerful thrusts against her g-spot, and that was all she needed. She cried out loudly as her mouth hovered over Sir Robert’s cock, squirting a little bit of her juices between his legs as she came, dearly hoping he would do as he had been offered. Unfortunately it wasn’t to be. The human had willpower the likes of which she’d never seen before, she’d have to at least give him that. Tragar told the pudgy goblin to give his twitching cock a bob or two once her bliss had begun to fade, to show him what he could have had… and she knew that she had left him alone for long enough that he could handle it without cumming. She grinned wickedly, slowly wrapping her lips around the head of his cock and slipping down over his length. The way he throbbed when she gagged on it, when her lips were once more pressed against his crotch, the dumb look on his face… damn this was fun. Her summoner was really pounding away at her again, lewd wet sounds emanating from them as their hips slapped together violently, and even though he had said he was almost done he kept going for a good long while. It was all she could do to keep herself steady, but she still gave Sir Robert one last firm suck, driving him to the very edge before pulling off him for good.
When Tlech was finally done teasing the knight her summoner finally finished inside of her, slamming in hard one more time as he began to pump hot cum against her cervix. He continued to thrust, but very short and very quick motions, just enough to keep him stimulated during his orgasm, but he already had her going again… Those few extra minutes of thrusting while he was “finishing up” had left her still quite wet and aroused, and she was going to make Sir Robert help her out with that. When Tragar had finished pumping his load he quickly pulled out and moved around to stand just behind the knight’s head, pointing down and telling the chubby goblin to sit on Sir Robert’s face while cleaning his cock. "Yer a dumb betch, Bob" she said with a grin, getting up with a hand between her legs to hold in the warm cum. "Was gonna make ye lick me anyways, if’n ye’d jus’ said ye’d do it ye coulda cum. Now yer jus’ gonna ‘ave ta deal wit’ it." The chubby goblin stepped over his body, squatting over his head, and then slowly lowered herself down… When she was almost there she took her hand off her slit and pinched his nose shut, sitting heavily on his mouth. "Now lick, if’n ye wanna breathe" she said with a grin, leaning in to lick at Tragar’s cock rapidly, taking it into her mouth to suck the excess spunk and her own juices off of it enthusiastically.
Tlech grinned when the knight yelled out his defiance, knowing full well that he was wrong. In the position the two were in, their relative strength after the fight, she could make him do most anything she wanted. Her thoughts of dominating the human faded a little bit as her summoner began to really pound her, but only a little… It was just a bit hard to concentrate with that thick cock sliding swiftly in and out of her. Even though Tragar didn’t seem to be particularly skilled the pudgy goblin was turned on enough to get off on what he was doing to her, and he actually had a pretty nice cock. With each thrust she could feel the power she had expended in the fight slowly returning to her, the pleasure the human was giving her slowly recharging her soul’s energy and her link to the mortal world.
Even so, Tlech was able to keep up her expert teasing of Sir Robert. He was actually pretty stoic all things considered, keeping his angry demeanor and resistance up even though she managed to keep him very close to an orgasm the entire time. She was sort of impressed… but she was sure that if she were a little more experienced at this orgasm denial stuff, or if she had been born a succubus like some demons were, she would be much more effective at what she was doing. She could only be so exact in her judgment as to when his orgasm was coming, after all, and she had to err on the side of caution to ensure that she wouldn’t make him cum before she wanted him to. There was also the problem of concentrating while being rammed from behind… She was sure that if circumstances were a little bit more favorable, if she could bring him right to the very edge every so often, she could have had him begging for his climax. The chubby goblin would have preferred to be sucking him off all things considered, but his cock was at least leaking precum rather copiously, giving her a chance to lick up a fair amount of the tasty stuff, which was always a bonus in her book.
She didn’t mind the way Tragar was taunting the knight, and in fact found it useful for teasing him, though Tlech wished to some extent that he would be a little less rough with her. She especially didn’t appreciate the smack to her rear, hard enough to make her groan out and arch her back as a hand-shaped pinkish spot appeared in her green skin. She could imagine that it made her flesh jiggle quite pleasantly, though, making her an even more enticing sight for Sir Robert… The spanking had made her clench around her summoner’s thick cock, and that seemed to spur him on to thrust even faster, his member getting just a bit deeper. It tapped firmly against her cervix at the end of each motion, sending a jolt of pain-tinged pleasure running up her spine every few seconds. It was still good for her, and she couldn’t believe how much she was getting off on doing this to her opponent. He was still resisting mightily, and though he was unable to keep from moaning out his pleasure, his body shaking and quivering, he was showing impressive willpower. Perhaps it came from being a knight? The same sure as fuck couldn’t be said for the various demon knights that served her mistress, so maybe it was just a human thing. He managed to reject her second offer, which would be her final offer. It suited her just fine. After all, she would be getting what she wanted out of him regardless, whether or not he got anything out of the bargain was irrelevant.
Tragar seemed intent on having the pudgy goblin carry through with her idea as well, and again he mentioned that he was going to take Sir Robert’s lover for his own once the succubus had enthralled them all. That seemed to infuriate the knight, and he began to try and raise himself up. He actually got up onto his elbows, though as he did Tlech held onto the base of his cock even tighter, baring her teeth slightly. Poor Bob didn’t get the chance to realize just how much danger he was in before the summoner took the chance to poke him hard in the bruise above his liver with two fingers, which was enough to knock him onto his back once more. That seemed to take a lot of the fight out of him for a while, his body weakened so much by the fight… he squirmed, but that was the best he could do. The chubby goblin just kept up her teasing licks, mostly now to lap up the human’s precum, giving him slight little strokes from the base of his cock to about a quarter of the way up every so often. It didn’t take much to keep him on edge, he had been there for so long. He even seemed to be holding back the urge to grab her head and force her down onto his dick, though it was taking a lot out of him, she could tell. She wanted him to try it, just so she could grab his hands and give them a little twist while she teased him, reinforcing her dominance over the defeated knight…
Her summoner, of course, encouraged him to go through with it. The continued taunting made Sir Robert glare at the two of them, and Tlech was about to add to it when Tragar slowed his thrusts and began to roll them with a skill she had only experienced once before when the fae had gone at her. She had to stop teasing her target, to pull back and just moan out lewdly... Her summoner asked her if he would like to deepthroat the knight while he drilled her, and she couldn’t help but reply "Aw yea, would love it!" just before he began to thrust in very short but powerful motions, his thick cock rubbing hard against her g-spot. It was so good she could hardly stand it, but it ended just before she was able to cum. His next few thrusts did nothing for the chubby goblin, leaving her almost as frustrated as Sir Robert likely was, so when he told her to put her mouth just over the knight’s dick so that it would be easy for him to force her to deepthroat him she quickly complied. It would be a nice way to cum, with the human’s dick deep in her throat, spurting his seed into her belly…
It wasn’t to be, though. Tlech’s sexual frustration didn’t last very long at all, her summoner giving her a few more of those short, powerful thrusts against her g-spot, and that was all she needed. She cried out loudly as her mouth hovered over Sir Robert’s cock, squirting a little bit of her juices between his legs as she came, dearly hoping he would do as he had been offered. Unfortunately it wasn’t to be. The human had willpower the likes of which she’d never seen before, she’d have to at least give him that. Tragar told the pudgy goblin to give his twitching cock a bob or two once her bliss had begun to fade, to show him what he could have had… and she knew that she had left him alone for long enough that he could handle it without cumming. She grinned wickedly, slowly wrapping her lips around the head of his cock and slipping down over his length. The way he throbbed when she gagged on it, when her lips were once more pressed against his crotch, the dumb look on his face… damn this was fun. Her summoner was really pounding away at her again, lewd wet sounds emanating from them as their hips slapped together violently, and even though he had said he was almost done he kept going for a good long while. It was all she could do to keep herself steady, but she still gave Sir Robert one last firm suck, driving him to the very edge before pulling off him for good.
When Tlech was finally done teasing the knight her summoner finally finished inside of her, slamming in hard one more time as he began to pump hot cum against her cervix. He continued to thrust, but very short and very quick motions, just enough to keep him stimulated during his orgasm, but he already had her going again… Those few extra minutes of thrusting while he was “finishing up” had left her still quite wet and aroused, and she was going to make Sir Robert help her out with that. When Tragar had finished pumping his load he quickly pulled out and moved around to stand just behind the knight’s head, pointing down and telling the chubby goblin to sit on Sir Robert’s face while cleaning his cock. "Yer a dumb betch, Bob" she said with a grin, getting up with a hand between her legs to hold in the warm cum. "Was gonna make ye lick me anyways, if’n ye’d jus’ said ye’d do it ye coulda cum. Now yer jus’ gonna ‘ave ta deal wit’ it." The chubby goblin stepped over his body, squatting over his head, and then slowly lowered herself down… When she was almost there she took her hand off her slit and pinched his nose shut, sitting heavily on his mouth. "Now lick, if’n ye wanna breathe" she said with a grin, leaning in to lick at Tragar’s cock rapidly, taking it into her mouth to suck the excess spunk and her own juices off of it enthusiastically.
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Re: Day Job (Tiffanian)
"Hey... Nnn.. No! No! Don't do - mmmmpphhh! Mrrrphh!" Sir Robert tried and failed to ward off Tlech's advance, but in his weakened state he couldn't push away the goblin before she had planted her squishy bottom firmly onto his face. She could feel Tragar's seed mixed with her own juices slowly leaking out of her and onto the fallen knight's face, but even with his nose pinched shut and his mouth smothered in goblin pussy the human kept up his show of resistance, murmuring wordlessly and keeping his lips tightly shut. Tragar seemed to be enjoying himself regardless, as his cock twitched and let out the leftovers from his orgasm from the tip for her to lack up. The mage's cum was sweeter even than the other human's she'd tasted, and it mixed with her own love honey made for a pleasant combination.
The knight could only hold his breath for so long, however, and after opening his mouth and choking on some of the fluids while trying to squirm out from underneath her, he was left with only two options. Either he could do as she'd demanded, or he could pass out and risk being smothered. His self preservation drove him to the latter despite his wishes, and after another few moments of being smothered in her pussy he opened his mouth and licked at her sex. His motions were basic and passionless, and he gagged and choked repeatedly as Tragar's cum dripped into his mouth, but lick her he did, for several minutes as Tlech cleaned off her summoner's cock.
After his member was thoroughly cleaned, Tragar was left fully hard and damp with her saliva, at which point he grabbed Tlech by her head and firmly said; "Open your mouth!" He wouldn't take no for an answer, and when she complied he firmly thrust himself all the way down her throat. Sir Robert's motions weren't getting any better as time went on, but neither man seemed to care much about her pleasure at the moment given the ferocity with which Tragar bucked into her mouth and the force with which he held her hair. "You really do enjoy this don't you? I knew you goblins were all sluts, but damn... You squeezed me whenever his dick was down your throat! I'll bet you're doing the same now too~" the dark mage grumbled derisively as he shoved his dick down Tlech's throat repeatedly, showing her no mercy whatsoever.
By that point the orc and the other two goblins had again changed positions, the former having pumped another load into the pussy of goblin that had the first turn with him. The two lesser demons were now lapping at his cum-slick cock like a pair of kittens at a saucer of milk while he laid down on his back, arms behind his back in a position of utter relaxation.
Tlech: HP = 24/67, PP = 42, EP = 23/89, Status = Fine, Pregnant
"Hey... Nnn.. No! No! Don't do - mmmmpphhh! Mrrrphh!" Sir Robert tried and failed to ward off Tlech's advance, but in his weakened state he couldn't push away the goblin before she had planted her squishy bottom firmly onto his face. She could feel Tragar's seed mixed with her own juices slowly leaking out of her and onto the fallen knight's face, but even with his nose pinched shut and his mouth smothered in goblin pussy the human kept up his show of resistance, murmuring wordlessly and keeping his lips tightly shut. Tragar seemed to be enjoying himself regardless, as his cock twitched and let out the leftovers from his orgasm from the tip for her to lack up. The mage's cum was sweeter even than the other human's she'd tasted, and it mixed with her own love honey made for a pleasant combination.
The knight could only hold his breath for so long, however, and after opening his mouth and choking on some of the fluids while trying to squirm out from underneath her, he was left with only two options. Either he could do as she'd demanded, or he could pass out and risk being smothered. His self preservation drove him to the latter despite his wishes, and after another few moments of being smothered in her pussy he opened his mouth and licked at her sex. His motions were basic and passionless, and he gagged and choked repeatedly as Tragar's cum dripped into his mouth, but lick her he did, for several minutes as Tlech cleaned off her summoner's cock.
After his member was thoroughly cleaned, Tragar was left fully hard and damp with her saliva, at which point he grabbed Tlech by her head and firmly said; "Open your mouth!" He wouldn't take no for an answer, and when she complied he firmly thrust himself all the way down her throat. Sir Robert's motions weren't getting any better as time went on, but neither man seemed to care much about her pleasure at the moment given the ferocity with which Tragar bucked into her mouth and the force with which he held her hair. "You really do enjoy this don't you? I knew you goblins were all sluts, but damn... You squeezed me whenever his dick was down your throat! I'll bet you're doing the same now too~" the dark mage grumbled derisively as he shoved his dick down Tlech's throat repeatedly, showing her no mercy whatsoever.
By that point the orc and the other two goblins had again changed positions, the former having pumped another load into the pussy of goblin that had the first turn with him. The two lesser demons were now lapping at his cum-slick cock like a pair of kittens at a saucer of milk while he laid down on his back, arms behind his back in a position of utter relaxation.
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Re: Day Job (Tiffanian)
Tlech wouldn’t have listened to Sir Robert at this point if he had offered her a fortune, sitting as heavily on his face as she could muster despite his protests, squeezing his nose hard. She was already oozing spunk and her own juices onto his mouth and chin, but he seemed intent on resisting her command even now, helpless though he was. It was of no consequence to her at this point, though, as he would have to eventually give in. Willpower or no, instinct would doubtlessly take over once he got too low on air. In the meantime cleaning her summoner’s cock was turning out to be quite the treat. The member jumped a little as her lips sealed around it, excess cum oozing from it, and what cum it was. It was so sweet compared to anything she had ever tasted before, and mixed with her own juices it was quite tasty stuff. The pudgy goblin didn’t waste any time before taking Tragar’s dick into her mouth, letting her lips slip down its length so that she could hungrily lap at him with her tongue, being more than thorough in her cleaning.
Her strategy with poor Bob paid off soon enough, his breath running out rather rapidly as she pinched his nose shut. She could feel his mouth open, choking desperately for air as mixed sexual fluids dribbled into it… and she wasn’t about to let go of his nose, not until he realized the futility of his resistance and did as she had demanded of him. It was only a few moments before he began to lick her, and Tlech quickly rewarded him by letting go of his nose. The knight wasn’t exactly putting in good effort, though, just basic up and down lapping motions that were slow and reluctant, and he gagged continuously as he tasted his foe’s spunk. She let it slide for the moment, too wrapped up in suckling at Tragar’s cock to care much. Finally she had cleaned him to her heart’s content, not a bit of her juices or his cum left staining his member, though he was still quite hard and dripping a bit of her spit. The chubby goblin looked up at him then, wondering if he was going to take this further… she was still very wet despite the ineffectual efforts of the human beneath her, and she kind of hoped he would.
Thankfully the summoner grabbed the back of her head not long afterwards, commanding her to open her mouth. She did so without hesitation, and he immediately rammed his thick cock deeply into her throat, making her gag hard and grab his thighs to steady herself. Not that she minded, of course. Tlech was already letting out sharp, cut-off moans as he began to thrust in and out rapidly, tugging on her long blonde hair, her juices flowing much more freely than before onto Sir Robert’s tongue and into his mouth. Sure, she could have stood to have a little less pulling on her scalp, and she didn’t like the way he was talking about her, but he wasn’t exactly wrong. She allowed herself some time to adjust to his pounding of her throat, and though she still gagged each time he entered that tight passage, her eyes welling up with involuntary tears, she took her hands off Tragar’s thighs and moved them slowly between her legs. One of them moved to her clit, firmly rubbing and teasing the little nub, and the other to the knight’s nose, pinching it shut once more… she didn’t intend to torture him or anything like that. It was simply her way of wordlessly demanding effort on his part, urging him to improve his tongue-work…
Tlech wouldn’t have listened to Sir Robert at this point if he had offered her a fortune, sitting as heavily on his face as she could muster despite his protests, squeezing his nose hard. She was already oozing spunk and her own juices onto his mouth and chin, but he seemed intent on resisting her command even now, helpless though he was. It was of no consequence to her at this point, though, as he would have to eventually give in. Willpower or no, instinct would doubtlessly take over once he got too low on air. In the meantime cleaning her summoner’s cock was turning out to be quite the treat. The member jumped a little as her lips sealed around it, excess cum oozing from it, and what cum it was. It was so sweet compared to anything she had ever tasted before, and mixed with her own juices it was quite tasty stuff. The pudgy goblin didn’t waste any time before taking Tragar’s dick into her mouth, letting her lips slip down its length so that she could hungrily lap at him with her tongue, being more than thorough in her cleaning.
Her strategy with poor Bob paid off soon enough, his breath running out rather rapidly as she pinched his nose shut. She could feel his mouth open, choking desperately for air as mixed sexual fluids dribbled into it… and she wasn’t about to let go of his nose, not until he realized the futility of his resistance and did as she had demanded of him. It was only a few moments before he began to lick her, and Tlech quickly rewarded him by letting go of his nose. The knight wasn’t exactly putting in good effort, though, just basic up and down lapping motions that were slow and reluctant, and he gagged continuously as he tasted his foe’s spunk. She let it slide for the moment, too wrapped up in suckling at Tragar’s cock to care much. Finally she had cleaned him to her heart’s content, not a bit of her juices or his cum left staining his member, though he was still quite hard and dripping a bit of her spit. The chubby goblin looked up at him then, wondering if he was going to take this further… she was still very wet despite the ineffectual efforts of the human beneath her, and she kind of hoped he would.
Thankfully the summoner grabbed the back of her head not long afterwards, commanding her to open her mouth. She did so without hesitation, and he immediately rammed his thick cock deeply into her throat, making her gag hard and grab his thighs to steady herself. Not that she minded, of course. Tlech was already letting out sharp, cut-off moans as he began to thrust in and out rapidly, tugging on her long blonde hair, her juices flowing much more freely than before onto Sir Robert’s tongue and into his mouth. Sure, she could have stood to have a little less pulling on her scalp, and she didn’t like the way he was talking about her, but he wasn’t exactly wrong. She allowed herself some time to adjust to his pounding of her throat, and though she still gagged each time he entered that tight passage, her eyes welling up with involuntary tears, she took her hands off Tragar’s thighs and moved them slowly between her legs. One of them moved to her clit, firmly rubbing and teasing the little nub, and the other to the knight’s nose, pinching it shut once more… she didn’t intend to torture him or anything like that. It was simply her way of wordlessly demanding effort on his part, urging him to improve his tongue-work…