"Why shouldn't they all be mine?"

(It's not enough to survive, I need to live!) you think this and glance over at Stiasha. Lust for her rising inside your new host, bleeding into you as well.

She turns to look at you with concern, "What's wrong with you? Is the curse causing you damage?"

"No, I should be fine until morning. With luck, a few days of Bless will clear it up. Here, the orc had a bedroll, you can use it. I'll be fine on the cave floor one night."

"Don't be an idiot. Here I have one more potion," she comes over to you holding it out, "and we can share the bedroll, there is enough room, and you need your rest, since we will have a lot of work to do tomorrow."

You grab her wrist and, barely holding yourself in check, blurt out, "It isn't that kind of curse, I'll be fine."

"Then what kind of curse is it?"

"It's..."

With a flush coming to her face she interrupts you, "And why do you smell so good?"

"Um..."

"If you aren't going to take the potion can you let me go," Stiasha starts to breathe heavily, taking in whatever scent she has caught. As you release her wrist she drops the potion, and steps forward, using both hands to grab onto the tunic the orc had been wearing. You notice a glassy sheen in her emerald eyes you hadn't seen before, almost as if she were ****, right before she locks lips with you. Continuing forward she pushes you back, stronger than you expected. Which is when you realize you are letting her lead, not fighting where it was obviously heading.

"Wait, Stiasha," which is all you can get out before she starts kissing you again, moaning into your mouth. Letting go of your tunic she starts to move it aside and untie your pants, rubbing as much of her body against you as she can manage while doing so.

You feel what little control you had over your host slip away, and unable to stop its instinct from taking over you grab the cowl off of her head and toss it to the side. Taking control of the situation, if not yourself, you grab her ponytail and pull her off of you, her moans turning to throaty growls. "Be a good little goblin slut and you will get what you keep reaching for," you hear yourself say, using your other hand to start unwrapping Stiasha. No that isn't right, you realize your host is simply moving where her wrapping is, immobilizing her arms, tying them to her sides. Making sure not to cover her breasts, and using the wrapping to lift them up and push them out. Finally, with her immobilized fully you stand up and undress, ripping your clothes off when you can't focus enough to remove them properly.

"What's going on, why did you stop? You promised me your dick. You better deliver asshole!"

Looking down on her plump ass all you see is the perfect target. SMACK!

"OWw!"

You kneel down presenting your new equipment in front of her mouth, "I said good goblin sluts get my dick, are you going to be a good goblin slut?"

Breathing heavily, she struggles to her knees and nods her head as she reaches forward with her mouth.

Meeting her halfway you grab her hair and push the tip of your cock past her lips, "Good."

The enthusiasm she has sucking your dick is a glaring change from the **** threat this trip started with. She pushes herself forward sucking your dick into her throat, wanting it more than the air it was replacing. After enjoying the sensation for a minute you pull her hair, using it as a leash to get her off of your dick. "Very good. Now breath slut, I can't have you passing out too soon."

With saliva dripping off of her dangling tongue and glazed eyes looking up at you, she breaths in just enough to say, "More."

"If that's what you want." You feed your dick back down her throat and start using her to satisfy the overwhelming need you have to cum.

Enjoying her tongue massaging the underside of your dick, you sense the only thoughts she seems able to have.

(Thank you more thank you give me your cum thank you don't stop thank you I'll be a good slut thank you just don't stop)

"Are you ready?" You pull out again, feeling yourself getting close to the edge and wanting to hear her beg first.

"Yes, please, stop teasing me and just do it!"

The sound of her pleading pushes you over the edge and you shove yourself back down her throat, cumming directly into her stomach. You feel your real self slowly regaining control.

Then you pull out and hear her gasp and sputter, managing to say, "Is that all you have for me big guy?"

As gradual as regaining control was, losing it was immediate, "NO!"

You toss her up by her hair and grab on to her waist, holding her facing you, you look into her eyes and say, "I have much more."

Now using her waist as a hold, you slide her onto your shaft, and as you bottom out inside of her she lets out a moan, "Yes! More! Harder!"

You silence her with your mouth, and give her what she is asking for. More. Harder. Using her to get off, not worrying about pleasing her, despite this you feel her convulsing in orgasm around your dick, and you keep going.

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And going...

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And going...both of you possessed, unable to stop. At some point her wrapping had come undone, and was now wrapped around both of you, tying you together.

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The orc's bedroll had been torn apart long ago, both of you a mess of sweat, saliva, and a mixture of sexual fluids. Neither of you have the energy to continue, and at this point the overwhelming lust had finally been satisfied, giving you control if only to allow you and her to fall asleep. Using the rags left from the bedroll and the last of your energy, you cover Stiasha and yourself. In her sleep she grabs onto you and you wrap your arm around her closing your eyes and sleeping for the first time since waking up in this changed world.

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