Deciding the pecking order

Mimi's head was greedily squeezed in place by Pipi's thick green thighs, pressing the cheery goblin closer to suck on her clit and trail a tongue meant for foraging in tight circles onto her g-spot. Pipi rolled her head back, carelessly slamming it against the lockers, and drooled like the total slut she was. She folded her legs up and stretched out against the lockers; showing off her thick form to be sexually overtaken and used. Her hands groped at Mimi's long ears and fought to pull her in, but eventually the once popular-girl's own pussy needed attention.

Mimi pulled away with pure greed to take advantage of something plumply green and pure; her mind filling with the thought of massive tribes to satisfy her and to steal the hard work of. She licked the fem-cum on her lips, and bent down very, very low on one knee with the other wrapping on top of Pipi's thigh.

A drool covered cunt, still twitching, and another drooling but starved, collided; two dark green pussies rubbing against each other and making the two green shortstacks pant out in a mutual edge growing in sensitivity as they scissored.

Mimi, ever being a bully, pulled her partner roughly by her hair and made her suck her hard peaking and evergreen tits. "Heh other-green weak big baby- you suck on tits. Yessss~ shake-shake; let meee- let Mimi Fuck" She moaned, topping her prey.

However, she soon received a nibble that made her shake at the sudden spike of pleasure and pain. Dazed for half a second, she was pushed onto her back.

"I no weak!, You weak! I Fuck!" Pipi shrieked in pure defiance; grabbing onto Mimi's leg and riding on top of her cunt with reckless abandon.

She drooled and was already missing the taste of tits, but kept rocking her hips in **** despite that. Conveniently, Petra was quite the nerdy fantasy buff; giving her empty mind the idea somehow to assign roles. She looked at the edged shorty under her and scoffed "Baby?!, You will has baby- tribe breeding sow; no fuck only pregn- I- I", a grand image started to assemble in her warped mind, a tribe fucking her and responding to her desires. "I grand-priestess" she groaned assertively, already power hungry as she came again and collapsed tit to tit over her tribe's first follower.

Soon picking themselves back up, deference was nearly set up between them; if goblin treachery and back-stabbing didn't have anything to say. At least both of them had the shared greedy goal, to build a tribe; which their redistributed adult intelligence could see wouldn't happen if they just kept slamming pussy together.

They needed man-flesh; preferably green to be perfect for their goblin tastes and for brutally sowing a new generation.