You can find the new entry below the break or read the story in its current entirety HERE.
Content Warnings/Kink Spoilers: It’s a short entry at just under 3,000 words. The forced masturbation while in a trance continues until there’s vaginal penetration and an impregnation scene.
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The heat and frustration had built until Juliana felt she was half in a trance. She had to keep pleasuring herself until she found release, but could feel that wouldn’t come to her, not yet. Something else had to happen… Something had to arrive. Someone? Maybe. Her mind was too foggy from unsatisfied lust and sexual frustration to pierce the mental mist. Understanding exactly what she was waiting for remained beyond her for the time.
And then, in an instant, she DID understand. The old Goblin, hunched over slightly with age, slowly hobbled into sight. The green little fiend was naked and armed only with a shaman’s staff that he was using for support. A quick glance at the staff revealed the gnarled wooden top covered with obscene magical charms, nearly all of them phallic in shape.
Normally the sight of them would have left Juliana disgusted and snarling with anger. But something else happened. Something confusing. A rush of something that brought a burst of pleasure to what her hands were doing and deepened her trance.
Unsettled, she forced herself to look away from the obscene little charms. Her eyes fell on the Goblin. The beady little eyes were glowing red, a clear sign the little monster was infused to its core with The Corruption. His grotesque hooked nose and sneering thin lips made her stomach churn. His face was so ugly… So MALE looking even though he was a monster and not a person. She always found the lesser races like Goblins disturbing. They looked and at times acted almost like people but had intelligence that placed them somewhere between the sentient races and beasts.
Her eyes moved from its face, unsettled by the intelligence she saw in its glowing, beady little eyes. She was left deeply disturbed by the lecherous way it was looking at her. Had she been in her right mind and not half in a trance she’d have lunged for her gear at the first sight of the little monster, determined to arm herself and slay it before it could do her harm.
The trance wouldn’t allow that. It kept her where she was, sprawled out at the edge of spring, pleasuring herself as she whimpered and moaned in frustration. The power that kept her masturbating kept her eyes moving as well, down the Goblin’s naked body.
When her eyes settled on its erect green pecker things snapped into place. She moaned out in shock and joy, an unexpected rush of arousal nearly pushing her over the edge. It was shadowed by a wave of disgust and fear. How could her body react that way to a man’s member? And not even a man, but a vile little monster’s evil green pecker!
Then, the power controlling her asserting total dominance over her mind and body, she whimpered then shuddered in submission and pleasure. She didn’t quite climax, but what she felt was close enough to dull her mind and flood her senses with pleasure that brought almost relief. When the near cresting to climax lowered she was left fully entranced, drooling as she continued to furiously masturbate while staring at the Goblin’s erect cock.
If it had been attached to a Human man it would have looked average-sized or maybe even a little small, but attached to the Goblin’s little body the thing looked huge. In her right mind Juliana would have found it disturbingly Human-like in shape, with only the green coloration making it seem inhuman to her eyes.
In her right mind the sight of a male’s hard member would have done nothing to arouse her; if anything it would have killed any sexual heat she felt. But Juliana wasn’t in her right mind. The power that had control over her used that control. It pushed her deeper into her trance, making the sight of that hard green cock consume her mind and flood her with perverse sexual desire.
Her hands worked furiously as she moaned and bucked in a wild sexual haze. She groped her small breasts with frantic need, pinching and tugging and twisting her nipples. Her other hand rubbed furiously at her slit for a moment then she did something she almost never did to herself. She took two fingers and plunged them deep into her sopping wet hole.
In her right mind penetration was something she almost never liked, and only when a female partner did it to her. She never touched herself that way, NEVER. Now, plunging two fingers deep into herself, she arched her back and let out a long, lewd moan that echoed through the corrupted forest. Not just one single plunge, but repeated thrusting, hard and fast, all while gasping in pleasure and staring at the Goblin’s hard cock.
Her mind filled with images that didn’t belong there. Fantasies of cocks plunging in and out of her womanhood. Bursts of pleasure came each time she thrust her fingers deep into herself. She gasped. She squirmed. She nearly came. She WOULD have cum, but the power controlling her was making her wait. The frustration from the denial of release would continue to make her mind and body easier to control.
The Goblin Shaman slowly backed away from Juliana. She whimpered and whined. How could it take that vile yet oh so sexually appealing green member away from her? She HAD to keep staring at it. Had to keep it in focus as she kept masturbating. It was all-consuming. She was fully cocknotized and feared breaking that spell more than anything she’d ever feared in her life.
As the Goblin Shaman backed away Juliana rolled over and struggled to get to her feet, something that wasn’t easy as she felt the need to keep masturbating. Eventually she managed it and slowly followed the Goblin, hands still working her little breasts and her dripping cunt. She shuffled after the Goblin, cocknotized and eyes locked on his hard member.
Her mind was consumed by the sight of it. The swollen cockhead. The pulsing veins running up the shaft. The sagging balls. She salivated and drooled as she imagined licking it. Tasting the male grossness . Her nostrils flared as she imagined SMELLING the gross maleness .
She followed the Goblin, drooling and playing with herself while so cocknotized she gave no thought to the gear she was leaving behind. She barely noticed she was being led back into the corrupted forest she’d been trying to flee. The feel of the place, gathering tight around her with the power soaked into it reaching into her, no longer disturbed her. All that mattered was the Goblin’s cock and the pleasure that came from playing with herself as she stared at it.
“Don’t want to want it,” she whimpered, then immediately added, “but I do. I want it. I want cock, I want Goblin cock!”
Time passed. She followed, cocknotized, muttering, playing with herself. The Goblin Shaman led the way deeper into the corrupted forest until they reached the heart of it. The idol of Azel, its power reawakened.
What had once been a weather-worn nub of rock nearly impossible to recognize as a holy idol now stood jutting two stories high out of the forest floor. It was a huge stone idol, looking roughly carved from stone into a shape suggestive of a giant hard dick. Perverse phallic runes covered it, all of them steaming and glowing with sparking red energy.
Near the base of the Idol of Azel was the inscription. “Here the wombs of women untouched carnally by cock must be taken in the name of Azel. Through the Cock God’s phallic glory his Goblin servants shall grow mighty and numerous as those wombs, and the women attached to them, are turned into servants of Azel’s servants.”
Under the carving was something that from a distance looked to be giant stone testicles, making something that would otherwise just be suggestively phallic recognizable as a massive cock jutting from the earth. As one drew closer they could see these balls were not just a cosmetic flourish but rather a sacrificial bed, one sized and positioned so when a woman was laid on it her pussy would be left at the perfect height for a Goblin to fuck it.
The Goblin Shaman led the entranced Ranger to the sacrificial bed. By then she was so deep in her trance that she no longer needed to remain fixated on his throbbing green cock.
Although Juliana would normally not have been able to understand the Goblin’s primitive form of language the power she was under made it so she understood all he said. He told her to get on the sacrificial bed, then commanded her to position herself on her back, with her legs spread wide open so that her pussy was on full display. She followed his every command without hesitation, drooling mindlessly while still rubbing at herself and mumbling about cock.
After she was in position the Goblin slapped her hand away from her crotch. It followed this by clambering up onto her, grabbing both her hands as it did, and pulling them above her head. A quick tap of the idol and a short prayer to Azel sent a shimmer of divine magic flowing out. The shimmer became chains and manacles positioned to secure Juliana’s wrists above her head.
When the Goblin Shaman climbed down more divine magic flowed through the sacrificial bed, creating shackles to lock Juliana’s ankles in place so her legs would remain spread wide and lifted open.
Only after she was bound in place and no longer had free use of her limbs did Juliana rise slightly from her trance. She stopped muttering about cock and started to wiggle then groan and grunt in frustration. Why wasn’t she being allowed to keep playing with herself? She started to grow angry and thrash about until her eyes settled on the Goblin’s erect member.
She calmed. She let out a longing sigh of relief at the sight of a hard cock. Her cunt gushed in anticipation as she realized she was positioned perfectly to be taken by it. She wiggled her ass, sliding forward slightly on the altar so her cunt was positioned even better. She wanted the Goblin’s cock. She NEEDED it.
The Goblin Shaman said one final prayer to Azel then happily carried out his religious duty, thrusting his throbbing green member into Juliana’s cunt. He grunted in delight at how easily he slid in, muttering praise to Azel for preparing the big Human woman so thoroughly for him.
As the Goblin muttered praise to his god Juliana knew only divinely forced sexual bliss. She’d never known any pleasure as great as the feel of a cock sliding into her sopping wet cunt. She was already cumming by the time the little monster’s swollen cockhead was fully in her, and by the time the Goblin had plunged itself balls deep into her the Ranger’s back was arched and she was wailing in pleasure.
The feel of a cock thrusting in and out of her, and the intense, previously unimagined pleasure it brought, was like a holy revelation to Juliana. How could she ever have preferred women to men? Why had her life not been dedicated to getting as much dick as possible? To being fucked by cocks as often as possible? To worshiping them? To worshiping Azel?
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It had been a long time since the Goblin Shaman had had a woman. For far too long his body had been too old and frail to even get an erection, and it had been even longer since he’d had the joy of having his way with one of the “big people”. So much time and effort had led to this moment, and so much sensual heat had been built since the Ranger had come to the spring and stripped. Even with Azel’s blessing upon him helping him last longer he knew he wouldn’t be able to last long.
Visions his god had shown him left him knowing the womb that had been delivered to him would end up pregnant almost as soon as he came. Azel willed it to be so, so it would be.
Although he knew it wouldn’t be, not without Azel’s will making it so. Normal Goblins could not make children with any of the big people. Yes, they could take them and use them for pleasure, but there would never be children made that way.
That was about to change, all according to Azel’s grand plan. The Goblin Shaman would be not just the first of a new tribe, but first of a new race of Goblins! They would NEED the wombs of the female big people to breed and the children they would birth would only be male. A whole race of male Goblins, all eager for and needing the big women to breed.
The idea ran through the Goblin Shaman’s mind. It all started here, with his cock in this big woman’s sopping wet cunt. It would become reality when he came and drained his balls into her. He would impregnate her then, eventually, she would bear the first of a new race of Goblins!
As the moment drew near the Goblin Shaman felt Azel’s blessing swelling inside him, the god’s power flowing through him and centering in his balls. At the same time he felt the power of the idol grow and flow into the woman being fucked on its sacrificial bed. She was being changed, primed to accept his seed and become with child as soon as he came in her.
With the moment of climax and impregnation nearing the Goblin Shaman slowed his thrusts in and out of the Human woman’s cunt. He wanted to make the pleasure last for every extra moment he could. More than that, he wanted to be aware of it. As holding back his climax grew ever harder he slid his cock further out of her cunt, pulling his body back as well so he could stare down at his green rod. When he came and began a new race of Goblins he wanted to SEE it.
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Juliana was lost in a haze of divinely forced pleasure. She no longer had the strength to arch her back and wail in delight. She’d been climaxing nearly nonstop since the Goblin had started fucking her and now her body was on the verge of exhaustion. She lay limp, chest heaving, body covered in sweat. Each time the Goblin slid back into her she convulsed slightly, Azel’s blessing forcing her to get off again.
Her mind was too addled and her body too sapped of strength for there to be any clear thoughts in her mind. Yet even so she sensed something momentous was about to happen, that something was building here. Something inside the Goblin, something inside her. A moment was approaching, a moment that would change the realm of Alaria forever.
Clouds of mental fog and physical exhaustion slowly began to part as the moment drew closer. She found herself lifting her head, looking down her naked, sweat-covered body to stare and the green monster cock slowly sliding in and out of her sex. Its raw maleness invading her insides made her shiver in a mix of religious and sexual ecstasy. The sight of her own juices slathered on the shaft and dripping off the creature’s balls made her shiver as well.
Voices whispered in her mind, bits of divine inspiration she felt herself internalizing. Cock. Worship cock. Take it inside. Lick it. Suck it. Pleasure it. Make it cum!
Then, just as the Goblin was about to climax, the mental clouds parted fully. In a horrifying flash Juliana returned to herself, remembered who she was and how much men and their vile members disgusted her. She became fully aware of the power The Corruption had used on her and had a clear understanding she was being used in some perverse and perhaps evil ritual to grow the power of Azel, one of The Corruption’s most potent and vile servants.
It all flooded into her mind with just enough time for her to process it. Then, the horror and fear overtaking her, she watched as the Goblin’s vile green pecker flexed. It had been pulled out so just the cockhead was in her. At first she didn’t understand what she was seeing. Why was it doing that? Flexing. Convulsing.
Then she felt it. A spurt of pressure inside her. She gasped in horror. The monster was cumming inside of her! Putting its monster seed in her, defiling her insides with its nasty Goblin spunk.
At least it can’t impregnate me. The thought flashed through her mind, bringing only a little relief, but relief nonetheless.
A moment later, as Azel’s full power washed over her body and soul, she realized she’d been wrong. The god had changed things. Changed the Goblin that had been taking her as part of its perverse ritual. Changed her because of the ritual. She felt it, felt it both physically and spiritually. IT HAD IMPREGNATED HER!
How long the pregnant lasts will have HUGE effects on the story going forward, especially it’s direct follow up with Juliana’s lover. Should the pregnancy take a while Juliana will still be pregnant and there will be no other Goblins yet when she arrives, but if it’s fast there may already be a small band of them waiting. Regardless of how long the pregnancy lasts I plan on hand waving/not actually showing birth, and implying or saying these new Goblins grow to “adulthood” within days or maybe even hours of birth.
With all of that in mind how fast will the pregnancy be? (Choose up to 2 options from this poll)
What happens right after Juliana is impregnated? (Choose up to 3 options from this poll)
Juliana’s lover has been determined to be a white-haired Bunordaen Scout. My plan is to introduce her as part of the next entry. How should this be handled?
Philo Hunter Erotica 
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