Gob Job

 

Art by Grimgobgoblin

Ducking under a low hanging branch, you make your way through the forest brush, doing your best to keep as quiet as possible. Hunting is always a gamble, but some travelers mentioned seeing a large herd of deer as they passed through, and bagging even one is too big of a chance to pass up. You hear a rustle off in the distance and freeze in place, inching forward to investigate. Peeking over the foliage, you see a pair of deer about a hundred feet away, rubbing their antlers against a tree.

Reaching back, you bring your bow to the ready and nock an arrow, creeping forward to line up your shot. Waiting a moment to watch, you draw the string back, slowly exhale, and release. The arrow whistles through the silent air and lands on target, directly in the heart of the beast. It tries to run off with its partner, but the arrow piercing its chest keeps it from bounding too far, its head slumping forward as it collapses among the leaves. Smiling to yourself, you slip the bow over your back and stand up, pulling your knife free from its sheathe. Properly butchered, this animal alone should be enough to feed you and your wife for the better part of a month, assuming it keeps. 

Pushing through the bushes, you step forward and are immediately yanked into the air feet first, a rope snare closing around your ankle. Your belongings drop to the forest floor below you, along with your knife, and you stretch desperately to reach them. Unable to grab anything below you, you pull yourself up with a grunt to try and free your ankle. You manage to swing yourself up after a few tries, and you do your best to loosen the knot before you run out of energy. Tugging on the rope and angling your ankle, you gradually manage to widen the snare, your ankle slipping through and sending you crashing to the ground. Unfortunately for you, your head falls back onto the forest floor harder than expected, and you lie dazed in the dirt, black curtains falling over your eyes.

You regain consciousness some time later, your vision still hazy as you recover. You try to rub your eyes but a rough twine around your wrist keeps it from moving. In fact, no matter which way you try to turn, you meet the same resistance. Eventually, your vision clears and you see a spiderweb of ropes tied around your limbs and the surrounding rocks. You seem to have been taken somewhere new, you can't see your gear anywhere, and the clearing where you brought down the deer is long gone. 

"Oh hey, yer awake."

A voice from above your head causes you to strain your head back, trying to catch a glimpse of your captor. You can make out a green figure standing over you, but details escape you as you try to fight off your disorientation. They step around to your feet to examine you, and you finally get a good look. A goblin no taller than five feet smiles down at you with yellow eyes, her white top barely covering her ample chest and exposing her toned midsection. Baggy brown trousers cover her legs down to her shins, and her ragged hair sits past her shoulders, a few uneven braids hanging loosely.

"Was hoping to snag one of them deer, but yer lookin pretty tasty yerself." she smirks, running a hand up your stomach, admiring your build. 

"Oh, uh, you don't want to eat me. I taste terrible. All gristle and sinew." you laugh nervously, straining against your bondage. 

"That's the best part! Nice and chewy."

Your goblin jailer leans forward and pulls your shirt up, small fingers touching and prodding all along your midsection. Her hands eventually roam to your chest as she straddles your waist, squeezing your pecs and tweaking your nipples lightly. Even in your current state of anxiety at the thought of becoming dinner, the goblin's touch feels nice against your skin, and your body starts to respond accordingly. You pray she doesn't notice your erection growing against her backside, but you can feel her pressing back against it as she inspects your body. 

"Lookin' good there, meat. Would be a shame to waste such a nice specimen..." she murmurs, hips rocking slowly. 

"Yeah! I'm a great specimen!" you blurt out, desperate to say anything that would keep you breathing. "Wait, specimen for what?"

"Breeding, of course!" 

Sliding off your body, the goblin pulls out a crude knife and hooks it into your trousers at the thigh. Your eyes widen as you try to protest, but it gets caught in your throat. With one quick motion, she tears the fabric on one leg, then the other, pulling the waist of your pants and severing it from the rest of your pants to expose your crotch.

"Look atcha, all eager for me." she chuckles, grabbing your shaft at the base and giving it a wiggle. "Let's get ya ready..."

 Her fingers glide along your length slowly, free hand cupping your balls and rolling them around in her palm. You try fight your way free, but all you can do is raise your hips to meet her, the rope binding around your extremities keeping you in place. Kneeling between your legs, the goblin girl continues stroking along your cock, but you start to feel something sliding lower.

"H-hey, what are you doing down there?" you ask, your nervous smile starting to fade. 

"Gotta make sure yer prepared, y'know? Don't want ya breaking on me."

Letting her tongue hang out, the goblin cups her hand and drools into it, a small puddle forming in her palm that she brings between your legs and smears against your taint. Thoroughly wetting her finger, she worms it between your cheeks and searches for your hole, smiling down at you when she finds it.

"W-wait, don't-!"

Your objection remains ignored as she pushes the tip of her small finger past your ring, driving deeper and forcing a groan of discomfort from you. Her digit slides easily to the base knuckle, causing your cock to jump as she curls it inside you and presses on your prostate.

"Ya like that, huh? Good, gonna be punching that button a lot." she chuckles, watching you squirm beneath her. She works her finger in and out of your hole for a short while before adding another, pulling another strained moan out of your lips as she stretches you open.

"I thought... I thought you wanted to breed!" you pant, bearing down on her fingers reflexively. 

"Can't wait? Me neither, I'm just about bursting here." she replies, removing her hand and pulling her tattered brown slacks free. You must have hit your head harder than you thought, because it looks like part of her leg is rising as her pants drop to the ground, but then you feel it smack heavily against your midsection as she kneels between your legs once more. Looking down, you see what looks like a giant green log resting against your skin, extending past your own shrinking cock and belching a small puddle of white onto your torso. 

"Speechless, huh. That's fine, ye'll be makin' a racket soon enough." the goblin laughs, resting her hands on your thighs and biting her lip. The fat head of her cock drags along your midriff as her hips shift back and forth, smearing warm ooze and making your ass clench in fear.

"Please, there's no way I can do this..." you whisper hoarsely, staring at the goblin's massive cock. "I'm a guy, I can't make a baby!"

"I s'pose we'll just have to keep trying 'til it takes then." she smirks, taking her shaft in hand and lining it up with your backside. You can feel the tip pry your cheeks open as it hunts for your opening, drooling slime all along your skin until it finally hits home. Your breath catches in your throat as her hips push forward steadily, the thick head fighting to break through. The ambient noise of the forest fades away with each attempt by the goblin to impale you on her cock, your muscles screaming as you struggle against the cables holding you. Giving herself a few strokes, the goblin continues to coat your hole with slimy pre, finally managing to gain purchase and stretch you open just enough to start dripping her goo inside your bowels.

"Hey, don't worry. I've only broken one toy so far!" she informs you, watching you squirm helplessly. Everything else disappears from your mind as she bucks into you, the last bits of resistance disappearing from your backdoor as it adjusts to fit her size and accept her completely. With one final push, the goblin shoves the head of her cock in, your ring closing around the shaft and trapping it inside as you let out a scream. 

"Whew, that was a struggle! Yer really tight, y'know that?" she exclaims, mostly to herself as her hips start to move again. You can feel her giant cock breaking new ground with each thrust as it makes its way up into your guts, your hole clenching and releasing around her girth. Sweat pours down your face and stings your eyes as you're steadily impaled, the goblin's hips pulling back and driving deeper until she's finally buried completely, her green sack resting against your cheeks. 

Looking down, you see a slight bulge in your abdomen where her cock has begun to poke through, disappearing as it slides halfway out, then reappearing as it's slammed back in. Your gobbo gal starts to really get into it, much to your dismay, and soon she's bracing herself on your chest as she finds her pace. Your cock bounces against your stomach, your brain still trying to make sense of getting sodomized while you stare at the goblin's heaving breasts and muscled abs. The constant pressure of her shaft against your prostate keeps you rock hard, and soon enough you're leaking clear, sticky, fluid onto your own stomach. 

Looking down at you, the goblin notices your cock dripping liquid into the puddle she made before, and laughs out loud, pausing to bury herself inside you.

"Looks like yer havin' a good time! Yer little friend here can't stop makin' a mess." she chuckles, reaching down to grab your slick cock. Already hyper sensitive from the strange prostate stimulation, you burst immediately at her touch, a long rope of cum launching from the tip to land on your chest and face as you groan in forced pleasure. A few more ropes follow the first as she fucks you through your orgasm, your hole clenching around her length each time you unload. Her thrusts start to get more erratic as you bear down on her, and she rams into you completely, her balls jumping against your cheeks as a soft heat begins to spread throughout your belly. 

The goblin lets out a long groan as her cock continues to pulse and dump seed into your depths, giving short thrusts to make sure every drop is deposited properly. You can feel the warmth of her goo sitting inside you, strangely comforting but alien. It takes another half a minute before she's satisfied, and she finally begins to remove herself from your bowels, a river of white forming a puddle on the ground below you.

"Whew, that was a good first round! Ready to go again?" she sighs happily, wiping sweat off her brow before scrambling back into place and plunging into your still gaping hole. Too weak to even pull at the ropes, you let your head fall back as you accept the goblin's anal invasion once more.

After a few hours of continuous breeding attempts, you find yourself freed from your bondage, but still on the receiving end of fat gobbo cock. Your fingers and knees dig into the dirt as you're taken from behind, the green short stack standing behind your bent over form as she hammers into you. Your own shaft has long ago given up trying to stay hard, but that doesn't stop your new stud from coaxing out the occasional spurt of clear liquid. The dried cum on your skin, both yours and hers, starts to crack and itch as you're shoved forward by her eager hips, and you know she's close to spitting another load of cream into you by the way her cock jumps. Soon enough, you feel the familiar warmth of her semen filling your insides, and you drop your head in shame. You're not sure how much more she has in her, but you get the feeling that even if this session ends, your days as a goblin cum dump won't.