Goblin Stories

The trio made their way back to the bustling ring of the shopping district, stopping in front of a statue of what must have been some iconic blacksmith when Devin turned to the girls. “I have a shop I want to visit. I thought of a few presents I wanted to buy the two of you. Do you mind getting a head start and finding a seamstress? Oh, and Azalea, can I borrow the drawing you did of… my… er… me?” Azalea gave him a quizzi...

“Why did my order have to establish such a blanket mandate?” brooded the confused paladin as he re-adjusted the shield on his back. “I told you why,” rebuked a coarse female voice. “You pillars of justice, righteousness, and other fancy-sounding words were failing poorly at your vows of abstinence.” “I’ve never done anything to damage the reputation of the knights.” “Maybe not you personally, but your compatriots have – o...

I felt the gentle rumble of a summer storm overhead as I gently rubbed my lotioned body in the dark of my bedroom. Sitting on my padded office chair, I had a hand on one of my small breasts, and the other under my pink panties as I bit my lower lip and gently rubbed my soft, feminine penis. I didn’t notice that something wasn’t quite right; I could only focus on the drawn images on the computer screen. My pale body glowed...

The conflict between Valok and the goblin clans of the Southern Peaks had bred unusual customs on both sides. For the men of Valok, on their eighteenth birthday, they were sent out of their homes and told to head into the mountains. They were not to return unless they killed a goblin and carried the body back as proof. It was a moment of adulthood. It was an act of revenge against the goblins who raided their kingdom. Eve...

Nearly twenty years of aging appeared on Samantha’s seventeen-year-old face and her blonde hair was turning gray, but she was oblivious. The only thing on her mind was how much Lori was a good friend sticking with her when her two other, shallow, scaredy-cat friends and classmates were screaming and backing away. Then again, Lori being the quiet girl didn’t have many friends anyway, so where would she go? So, Lori remaine...

The sun hung high over the goblin village. By now, every villager was already awake and tended to their duties or, if they finished them already, was either playing, resting or fucking (the goblin hobby par excellence). Of course, the village in general currently waited for the hunting party to return from their bi-weekly expedition into the forest surrounding the village, which both served as their main source of food an...