The goblin's little village was exactly what Claire thought it would be. Ramshackle huts, refuse on the ground, and goblins fucking everywhere. It was obvious this was some sort of horny planet or dimension. Jack's skills spelled that out pretty clearly.
She watched as Jack stared around in shock. She laughed out loud as his now knobby dick rose to attention with the piles of flesh writhing in just about every direction.
Their honor guard split off to do whatever they did but Jack and Claire followed the big girl that was obviously the leader toward the biggest hut in town. The only difference from the other huts was a ragged curtain covering the opening.
The goblin stopped and said something they didn't understand. She gestured them inside by holding the curtain aside.
The inside of the hut was warm, dark, and smelled like incense to the humans. It was split neatly into thirds. A bed, a curtained off section, and a bunch of small stools around a low table.
Jack and Claire were only a couple steps in, and the curtain whipped back to reveal a fully nude goblin. Behind her was a work table with several glass tubes with varying levels of colorful fluids. The curtain swished closed.
She had started at them with a scolding in mind, but stopped short as she looked up, up, up to their faces. She whimpered and dropped to her knees. Their goblin guide cackled and quipped something behind them.
Gizmo had laughed because she'd finally gotten back at Gazbo for starting the rumor she liked it better in her butt than her pussy. She'd barely been able to sit for three days as every goblin boy in town took a turn at her. Most came back for seconds and thirds.
Gazbo had a human fetish. And when among goblins she was a total sub. A firm look would have her trying to please you with her mouth or pussy. She'd gotten the shaman position as most did, by luck. Every few months the current shaman would brew a batch of potions, one of which held a portion of their knowledge of alchemy. Gazbo had been the unlucky one to drink the right potion last time around.
Now she was face to knees with a human man. And this one wasn't exhausted and bound like they usually were. This one was upright and sneering down at her with a massive cock. Dream and nightmare at the same time.
"Gizmo?" She barely whispered, but taking her eyes from the swaying pillar above her.
"They need the language spell."
"I...I need mana." Gazbo was having a hard time speaking. She was drooling, her tongue too big in her mouth. Her pussy was gushing too.
"He's got big mana. I can feel it from here. She does too. Felt it when he almost fucked me out on patrol. He's gonna fuck you too."
"Why isn't he tied up?!"
Gizmo laughed again. "He caught me. Choked me till I squirted. He's my master now. He's gonna make lots of big strong goblin babies in me."
Gazbo looked past the humans at Gizmo with surprise. "Babhmmf!"
Jack and Claire had been watching the back and forth with interest. They couldn't understand the words, but they both could read 'stuff my mouth with something' body language.
Jack had been hard on and off for the last hour and just wasn't willing to wait anymore. As soon as the drooling goblin's attention went somewhere other than his waving cock, he took advantage. What resulted was him cramming half his dick in her mouth, maneuvering closer, then filling her throat with the rest.
If Jack had any qualms, they were squashed immediately. The goblin whose chin his balls were bouncing off of was trying to fit more in. Every tap of his nuts was met with a tongue. She reached around him and grabbed his ass and hips, urging him faster.
Claire and Gizmo laughed at the two of them and their eyes met. Claire crooked a finger at Gizmo, who happily trotted over. Claire patted her pussy and put her leg up on a handy stool. Gizmo didn't even have to crouch to start licking.
Jack had had enough. Tits, asses, and dicks had been out since he got here, along with being denied pussy earlier had him ready to blow. The goblin under his hammering hips smiled up with her eyes. A few seconds later she tapped on his leg. Jack didn't slow down. The tapping became insistent.
"Just a little longer," Jack grunted.
The taps became slaps.
"Let her breathe Jack," managed Claire between moans.
"Need to cum," he growled back.
Gazbo was going to die. She loved it. She couldn't breathe because her throat was stuffed with human cock, pounding away like she was an object. It was everything in the world that she feared and hoped for. Her vision faded. Her pussy convulsed and squirted. Things went black.
Just as the goblin went limp, Jack exploded.
"Fuck fuck fuck!" He yelled to the ceiling. His dick was smothered in hot and wet and it felt perfect. The little goblin's throat milked him and wouldn't let go. Her limp body pulled off his cock with a schlorping sound, and she gasped in a breath.
Gazbo lay panting on the floor recovering from her best orgasm ever. Her tummy was full, her mouth tasted like cock and cum, her nose was bruised, her mana was full, and the culprit was still above her, hard as ever. Gazbo shivered.
Claire shivered too. These goblins had long tongues. Long, agile, and tireless it seemed. The girl under her was butchy and hot. She had great tits and a tight ass. Claire reached down to play with her new pet.
"Good girl," she smiled. "Your tongue feels so good, baby." Claire stroked her gently on her ears. Their green pointed tips were frequently sensitive if not erogenous in the fantasy stuff she read. She cooed happily when the girl under her shuddered and moaned deep into her pussy.
"You're so cute. I'm gonna make you my little pussy eating pet." Claire rubbed the tips the same way she would a clit. "Gonna have you buried between my thighs all day. Licking me all over. Ooh, get that tongue in there. So good."
She gently praised Gizmo and kept a commentary of soft sounds. Gizmo didn't understand a word of it. She also didn't understand why it made her pussy so wet or try so hard to make this woman cum.
"Yesss, my clit. That's it. So good, so good. Suck on it. Use your tongue! Yesss!!!" Claire yelled out her climax as well, following closely behind Jack. Gizmo continued to gently stroke and lick on and around the delicious pussy in front of her. She felt like she'd do anything for more of it.
By the time she recovered, Gazbo had completed her preparations for the language spell. It was one of the most basic and useful spells to be learnt, despite how rarely it needed to be cast. Being permanent meant everyone only needed it once.
Gazbo gathered the spell in her mind and pulled mana into it. Shockingly, the ambient mana was enough to cast it once. The second try took the rest, plus most of her personal mana. Still, casting it twice immediately meant things moved along more quickly. She was sad to see another chance at his cock get away though.
"What do you think that was?" Asked Jack.
"Magic," answered Claire.
"Language spell," came a more complete answer from Gazbo, to the surprise of both Jack and Claire.
