New Entry For The Poll Driven Story “Bred By The Corruption Goblins”

You can find the new entry below the break or read the story in its current entirety HERE.

Content Warnings/Kink Spoilers: This is a short entry at just a bit over 1,000 words. It leans into impregnation and cock worship kinks.

Juliana broke into sobs of despair brought on by the divine revelation of what would come next. Not only had Azel used his divine power to show her that the Goblin had impregnated her, it gave her a glimpse of how the pregnancy would play out. She’d only have to suffer through gestating the nasty green monster the Goblin had put in her for mere weeks, but when it came time to birth what had quickly grown in her there would be several of them!

Having the speed of the pregnancy revealed, along with glimpses of how drained it would leave her, left her sinking deeper into the sea of despair she felt she was drowning in. Already her body felt so weak… Every minute that passed her body would be doing the work of days or maybe even weeks of a normal pregnancy!

She cried harder, turning her head away from the grinning Goblin as it stared at her in triumph. She shuddered as she felt its vile member go soft and slip out of her. That was followed by the feeling of its nasty seed leaking out of her. There was so much of it! It HAD to be far more volume than a Human man would spurt out. She was certain that if there was always THIS much of the nasty stuff she’d have heard. It was like the trickle of a stream leaving her womanhood, running down her thighs to pool on the altar under her.

A sacrifice to perverse gods, she thought, sobbing harder as every bit of fight left her. She went limp, her whole body shaking with uncontrolled sobs. My womanhood a sacrifice to a nasty, green little monster and his vile little green pecker. My womb a sacrifice to Azel! Just a tool to create some perverse new creation of The Corruption, Goblins bred in the wombs of women of other races.

I’ll be the first, but far from the last, she realized, unsure if it was divine revelation or despair-fueled fatalistic certainty.

She sobbed harder, not caring that she felt the manacles and chains binding her to the altar disappear. What point would there be in trying to escape? The thing was done and the little monsters were growing inside her now. Even if she could find the strength to get up and run what would running matter? She couldn’t run away from THIS. It would follow her, it WAS her.

All there was to do was lay, defeated, and sob. Maybe before long she’d pass out and sleep would take her from this nightmare for a time. Maybe she’d wake, better able to handle the nightmare her life had become.

She lay, sobbing, so full of despair that she offered neither physical nor spiritual resistance to the powers at work around her. The taint of The Corruption soaked into the altar seeped into her while Azel used his divine power to reshape the woman who had once been driven by a need to oppose him and the perverse power the god served.

Juliana could not feel what was being done to her. The changes to her mind and spirit were subtle and insidious. Deep and so “true” feeling she thought they came of her own free will.

Gradually she no longer felt like she was sinking into a bottomless sea of despair. There was buoyancy to her spirit as she rose towards the surface brought by acceptance of her fate. If she was doomed to birth Goblins and serve the Cock God why not embrace it? She’d lost her battle against The Corruption. Even if she escaped The Sisterhood would see her as a tainted tool of The Corruption, beyond saving. So why not embrace The Corruption? Why not be its willing servant?

Not long after her tears stopped she found the strength to sit up. She saw the Goblin Shaman there, hunched over slightly using his staff for support. He looked older, weaker. Had sex with her drained the little monster of its vitality? Or did she have it backwards? Had the sex with her made it stronger and now she was seeing it as it really was?

Her eyes went to the thing hanging between its legs. The green pecker dangling flaccid there looked smaller than it had felt in her. Then, mere moments after her eyes had been drawn to it, it didn’t. With her attention on it the green member swelled. It grew larger. Harder. Erect. Glancing up at the Goblin Shaman she saw that after getting hard he looked younger. Stronger. More vibrant. Eagerness gleamed in his glowing red eyes.

Juliana felt an invitation to join him. Something unspoken, something both in his face and in the surrounding air. A calling she had to answer. Nodding as though in agreement with the power calling her forward Juliana slid off the altar, dropping to the ground and crawling towards the Goblin Shaman.

She was drawn to him. No, not him. To his cock. His vile, little green pecker. Except it wasn’t so little anymore, and suddenly it no longer seemed vile at all. It was… glorious! Why had she never seen how wonderful dicks were? Not just as tools of sexual pleasure, but as masterful works of art. As relics of the divine! What need of temples and altars when any man had a holy relic of Azel between his legs?

Worship it. Worship Azel through that green cock.

By the time Juliana had crawled all the way to the Goblin any devotion to gods other than Azel had been left behind. Azel would be the only god she would ever worship again. She’d send him all her faith, do anything and everything in worship of him. Of cock!

She twisted her head up, keeping her body close to the ground so that she could adore the Goblin’s hard member from below. She adored it as though it was the most revered relic of a god she’d worshiped her whole life. With religious reverence she took it in her shaking hand and prayed to Azel, muttering quietly about his glory, about the glory of cock. All cock. Of Goblin cock.

Juliana showered the Goblin’s cock with adoration and praise. She whispered loving things to it as she hugged it to her cheek. She caressed her cheek against it, overwhelmed by the feel of it. Hard yet with delightful spongy, fleshy give when she squeezed it. Deliciously fragrant in the most male of ways, yet with the womanly smell of her insides lingering to it. The flesh still damp with a mix of her vaginal juices and a bit of the seed it had put in her.

She greedily inhaled the scent of that mix of fluids covering the cock. But she needed more, needed to experience it with ALL her senses to better worship both Goblin cock and Azel the Cock god.

Juliana got lower to the ground as she grabbed the Goblin’s cock by the base then lifted it up in the air. She bent her head back and got even lower so that she was under the Goblin’s balls, mouth open so they rested on her tongue.

The feel of the ballsack. The taste. The SMELL! She shivered in delight, never having imagined a religious experience could be felt so deeply on a physical and spiritual level. She had to keep worshiping Azel through the Goblin’s cock.

She opened her mouth further while sticking her tongue out a bit then, shaking with anticipation and resplendent spiritual joy, started running her tongue up the base of the Goblin’s throbbing member. She savored every inch of length she dragged her tongue up, reveling in the texture of it, in the taste, in the way the potent male smell filled her senses.

Her devotion to cock and Azel grew the nearer she got to the swollen green cockhead. She felt her conversion to Azel worship would be complete when she reached it, sealed by… something. By some act she was about to perform. But what? She wasn’t sure. Something she didn’t understand, something she’d never done, but WOULD know how to do when her mouth reached the tip. Through the divine power of Azel she’d know. It would be revealed to her, and she’d know what to do to seal her devotion to the Cock God.

How will the rest of the sex scene play out, completing Juliana’s conversion? (Choose up to 2 options from this poll)

After this scene finishes the narration will then switch to Juliana’s lover, a white-haired Bunordaen (bunny girl) who is a Sisterhood runner/scout. She has received Juliana’s message via the wolf and is now on her way to save her. Also keep in mind that she needs to remain “untouched carnally by cock” for her to be a proper sacrifice on the Idol of Azel. How will this initial scene play out? (Choose up to 8 options from this poll)

Will Juliana’s lover arrive before or after she gives birth to the Goblins? Keep in mind this will effect how many scenes there are before the bunny girl arrives, as well as whether she arrives to face just the Goblin Shaman or the beginning of the Goblin tribe. This will also impact the pace of the story and how much time we spend developing these characters.