A Proper Meal For An Elf (Goblin TF / Expansion / IQ Loss)

"This forest is a fucking maze, I'm never going to find my party," A young elven woman pouted her soft lips. She was indeed lost. She hasn't seen any sign of her fellow travelers. She had no idea what the time was, but she figured it must be near nightfall, as the rays of sunlight through the dense canopy of tree leaves was weakening.

"I'm gonna starve before I get back." She threw her stuff on the ground. After spending the past few days hunting for monster ingredients and herbs, she was dirty and smelled awful. Her well-toned stomach growled.
"Need something to eat do we?" A loud, eerie voice hissed through the air. Startled, she jolted right up. Even without trying, her sensitive ears could make out every syllable of what was spoken.

"Who's there? Show yourself." She unsheathed her sword and scanned her surroundings carefully. Even if it was such a flimsy voice, there's no way she would be caught with her guard down. Anytime she took her eyes away, though, the voice seemed to have repositioned itself.

"Relax, I'm here to help you. You want food, and you're starving, aren't you?" It asked. The elven woman searched to see where the voice was coming from. Even with a lot of focus, she can't seem to zero in on a definitive point.
"Where are you hiding? I'm pretty sure you're not a friend." There was a faint chill in the air that pricked on her skin. Although she could sense danger, all the blood seems to have gone to her head. The lingering dread of an unknown creature's presence set her thoughts spiraling.

"Behind you."

As soon as she heard the words, she tried to swing the flat of her blade at the strange, mysterious voice. Alas, she missed. The creature quickly grabbed her arm and tossed the sword away. The sword landed quite a distance away. No matter how hard the elven woman kicked and screamed, she couldn't make any marks on the green creature. Her hunger and general exhaustion from the whole ordeal rendered her efforts futile.

"Listen here elfie, It'd be a shame for something beautiful like you to die out here starving," The beautiful elf looked up at the creature, it was a male goblin. It was rare to see one so tall and muscular like this, most were usually emaciated. The goblin continued, "I want you to know that us goblins can provide the right diet for beauties like you."
"What the hell do you mean by that? You filthy monsters better eat shit!" She shouted. Unfortunately, the fact that the elven woman didn't have a fighting chance against the mysterious creature caused her words to only be half-hearted threats.

"I think you'll change your mind after you see this, better yet, absorb its aroma, won't you?" The goblin dropped his garment and revealed a largish meat stick dangling between his legs. As much as the elven woman didn't want to see anything of a sexual nature by a shitty hob-goblin, she couldn't look away. Upon the removal of the garment she could smell the intensely pungent, sweet, musky, animalistic scent of the rod that seemed to **** its way down her nostrils.

"Sh... shit. Do something," she thought. Her mouth wouldn't stop salivating and she licked her lips. She was hungry after all.
"Come on," the goblin began to tease, "Enjoy the meal I promised you."

His meaty stick began to swell with blood, the veins around it pulsating. Every time it would throb, it felt like the smell got stronger and her thoughts cloudier, an odd sensation.
"I- no, why does it smell so good?" She could hardly think now. An arm moved in reflex. She barely noticed that the goblin had already loosened his grip, she was acting on her own accord. "I must be insane to do this." And with that, the green hand gently grabbed her wrist and guided it to touch the monster cock.

The surface of the skin was surprisingly smooth, and once she touched it, noticed the heat that emanated from it was intense, so warm and comforting. The faint aroma of the goblin's meat continued to make its way into her nose, infatuating her mind.
"Guh, It smells amazing." Her eyes rolled up a little and fluttered. The cock had grown considerably larger as she had held it, preparing itself.

"You think it smells great elfie? My dear, it is certainly going to taste even better! Eat up before it goes back down." Her vision was blurred, but the busty elven woman obeyed. Even with what little thought process she had, her sharp instincts from hunting had ensured that this meal shouldn't go to waste. The goblin didn't even need to thrust forward to feed her the delicious meat, all he did was to guide her beautiful and pointed face with his wretched hand, and dazedly, she complied. Her lips, soft and luscious, closed on the spongy mushroom head that stretched her jaw to the brim. The fat helmet poked inside her mouth while the rest of his veiny shaft escaped her grasp. Saliva coated her half-moon lips, some drool falling to the ground as she greedily began to gulp his cock like an animal. In and out, she swiveled her tongue to clean his member and cover it with her drool. It certainly seemed tasty, and it smelled oh so wonderful, and not to mention its warmth made her feel nice and fuzzy.

"Yeeeah, That's the stuff!" The goblin moaned and threw his head back in pleasure. A sultry sound of popping and sloshing joined the natural symphony of the forest. The woman refused to think about anything else and focused on her sole meal for the night, the glorious shaft of her stalker. The meaty cock was seemingly still growing as she was **** further down its length. "Forgot to tell you my beautiful pet, us goblins just get more erect the closer we are to release. By now your dessert is sure to get right inside your pretty tummy." A rather large bulge formed under her throat, growing bigger and bigger as his flared tip plugged her esophagus. The elf could barely breathe as her nose smashed his crotch every time his entire length slipped inside her face. Air escaped from her nostrils and she continued licking his emerald sack to gather the saltiness which rolled down from those green meaty orbs. Her own private place started releasing its scent and the stench of sex polluted the area. The natural senses that she would have used to shy away from carnal actions were instead intoxicated by the essence of sex, which sent a burning desire straight to her loins. In desperation, she shoved three of her fingers in her cunt, feeling its sleek, warm texture and the drops that soaked her entire gloved hand. She was making a mess, as clear drops fell on the grass beneath, yet the soft sounds of sucking and smacking continued without pause.

"Get ready, my bride. I have been holding it all day. This meal will satiate you well!" The elf dripped with anticipation for her reward. She knew that his cock had reached its peak. "Nng, hrgrrrrh... Swallow, girl!" The woman tried her best to meet his request.
The first shot of cum blasted out of his cock and surged its way down. Like she were sucking down a jelly roll, the trail of his creamy and hot offspring **** its way down. After a few consecutive spurts of white cream had been deposited in her belly, she felt fuller and comfortable.
The goblin's cock retreated, popping out her oral cunt, and erupted uncontrollably all over her busty chest. The smell of his sperm overwhelmed her senses. So long had it been since she last had a delicious meal. She held his meat, tired out, but the goblin wasn't done. "That's only the appetizer. You look better now too, but we can mold you more to my liking!" The goblin pointed to her arm. She was turning green like him, but slowly.

"Huh" was all the once intelligent elven woman could muster. She was still dazed, and her mind in a soup of sperm. More. She needed more. The goblin spoke up, "Don't worry, we don't need time to recharge like humans." A goblin of his word he produced another erection, this time so wonderfully fat it appeared bigger than it was before. Her vision stared blankly at the shaft before her, willing to do anything to be filled with its warmth once more. She was still hungry, and with no hesitation she lunged right at it ravenously and a deep gasp sounded from the surprised goblin at her devout eagerness.

"That's right, you dirty cock-slut," He grinned deviously, "Make yourself fit to bear my seed. Become a whore that lives for me!" And he meant every word. Some pre-cum paired with leftovers from his previous ejaculation slowly entered her mouth and rushed into her stomach, her skin appeared just a bit greener and greener. Her brain fried by the looks of it, her forehead the color of grass. But she didn't notice, all she did was be consumed by the urge to mate, the impulse of her being saying that she is now his. To bear his seed, in body and spirit. Her arms had completely turned into those of a goblin, noticeably larger and more seductive to his kind, albeit ugly in the eyes of humans and her own.

Thick, green skin, and muscular, and two orbs of soft marshmallow bounced on the underside of her elbows. Her entire body slowly morphed from the semen's magic potion inside her - A new existence, reborn for her Master. Her stomach was no longer toned, but rather plump now, her large bust and stomach fattened with seed nutrients. Her abdomen protruding out as she serviced her master, his first load of cum moving about like jelly in it, but she would soon become fatter when she starts bearing their young. The thought of it aroused her more. Her entire form seemed to bubble from its outward changes, from her body bigger bosom, her hips changing, now wide and plush, no longer thinly elven in nature.

Splurt splurrrrt!!!! The goblin's cock erupted once more, bathing her face in more of the sticky coating of life. Her womanly juices had saturated her hips as well, the scent arousing her, there was now a puddle of her womanly essence drowning the forest grass. When her face was sticky, the goblin held her into his body as she gurgled on his fat, bulbous sausage. Each ejaculation was like an adrenaline rush that set her to an orgasm. Again and again, the goblin decorated her face until he was satisfied with her work. Despite herself, the the formerly elven woman couldn't help but stroke herself in time with his thrusts to send herself to her own little realm of happiness.

And with that, the goblin's nutrients have become distributed all within her, her ass now thick and marshmallowy, becoming perfectly soft to hug his member when they would finally mate. The goblin unloaded himself and pulled out, causing thick globs of white cream and precum to bubble forth. The air she gulped brought such an indescribable scent to her nose. It brought her satisfaction to be looking right up at the cause of the aroma. The smell set her ovaries to a climax. Not even an elixir of wisdom could fix her of her lust and haze.

Her transformation was complete. Gone was the beautiful elven woman and replaced with the lewd, horny frame of a bloated goblinness with plush and fleshy assets, hungry for cum and the need to mate, breed and and be inseminated. Her mind, what was left of it, was finally set right. This is all her thoughts could obsess about, a goblin's thick cum and warmth.

Nothing else mattered now, only him, her Master, and every meal he provides.