Forest Arc: New life

"Sven? Hey Sven, wake up?" A voice came from beside him. Startled, Sven jumped back only to bump his head against the metal frame of the bed he now found himself lying on. Rubbing his head in pain he looked up to see he was within a well lit room, filled with equipment he had seen in medical tents before, surgical equipment's and medicine cluttered the room. Looking towards the source of the voice, Sven's heart stopped as he saw she was an attractive young woman, a pleasant sight for any young stud to be sure but; except she wasn't just any young woman - but a goblin girl!

She was short as goblins typically are, with medium length brown hair tied into a ponytail that went down to her middle back with ocean blue eyes. She also had an ample chest with accentuated hip curves that Sven couldn't help but notice.

Sven had only heard about goblins from second hand sources, usually men across the pub telling stories of angry little green spear chuckers, or how one screamed when an unsavory patron had taken her maidenhead, or how they would multiply like rabbits and cause such problem to the many hamlets across the land by pilfering humans crops. Looking at the goblin girls well-endowed chest Sven began to understand their proclivity to mating.

"Hey, eyes up here!" The girl scolded him, Sven looked away and rubbed the back of his head with a small blush on his face. "Hmmph, all you boys are the same." She began to storm out of the room only for Sven to stop her.

"Wait, I'm sorry about before, I'm just a little confused is all. Can we start with where I am right now?" Sven made sure to sound as apologetic as he could, she turned to look at him and sighed.

"Oh alright, I guess that makes sense." She took a noticeably smaller seat next to his bed, she really was very short as those pub patrons had mentioned. "You're in blackwood academy, we found you standing still next to the campus wall with charred clothing. So I uhh, was given responsibility of umm, you know..." She trailed off with a blush of her own. Sven looked down and realized that his bare ass was touching the mattress right now. He felt a little embarrassed but actually found the entire situation to be quite comical.

"Hahaha! And here you are scolding me for looking at your chest, when you've seen me in my birthday suit!" Sven burst out laughing, the goblin girl began to laugh too as she saw the irony in the whole scenario.

"I guess you're right on that one, I suppose we're even now." She giggled to herself, feeling that there was a spark between the two and now living life without restraint Sven mustered the courage to continue.

"Actually, I think we'd only be even if I saw you naked too." Sven said suggestively, the goblin girl looked with mock-shock for a moment and then playfully hit his arm.

"Easy now big boy, just focus on getting better." She grabbed a clipboard from the bedside table. "Actually, I'd like to know why you were in such a state to begin with, were you attacked by someone?" She asked, putting her pen to paper in anticipation. Sven looked down at his hand that had grabbed the metal fence, it was swollen and a little burnt, but seemed to be healing in front of his very eyes. It must be some sort of magic, or perhaps healing balm? He'd heard tell of such medicine before.

"I don't know what happened, but no I don't think I was attacked. I just..." Sven wasn't sure whether to tell her about his dream, the black void that had spoken to him and the cryptic things it had said were all still fresh in his mind, but what would she think if he voiced them aloud? He might ruin his chances with her if he was truthful. "I think I was just struck by natural lightning." Sven answered sheepishly, the goblin girl wrote something down with a doubtful face.

"Since you're an Eldritch, how come you've never signed up to be a student? You know that even commoners get a free scholarship here? Beats working the fields or scurrying through the river for pebbles ya know?" The girl looked at him perplexed, however it was Sven who was the most confused; his eyes went alight at the claim. An Eldritch?! That was a Mystic class, one of the five that exists in all of Indica. A Mystic was all he had ever wished to be, how they lived was everything he had ever wanted, the respect, the dignity, the freedom - but she was mistaken, Sven had an ordinary birth, the wet nurse present at his birth claimed him to be common born as are so many others.

But what to say? Denying he knew would be suspicious, but to keep lying to her would be... Well it doesn't matter, like it or not Sven had to keep up the charade. In for a copper, as they say.

"Well you know how it is, I wanted to experience the countryside you know?" Sven yet again offered a sheepish look, the goblin girl made a doubtful noise as she continued to put words to paper.

"Well what about now? It seems your coming here was fate, don't you think it's about time to live up to the gods expectations of you?" The goblin girl asked, idle mindedly tapping her pen to paper. Sven considered that possibility, it's true that all of his dreams were now within his grasp, as a Mystic he would be able to progress through the hierarchy of society and be something more than a simple pebble collector. He had no reason to refuse, it was all he had ever wanted and for whatever reason he had woken up with the powers of an Eldritch Mystic - not born with it as everyone else was, but BECAME one. How could he say no?

"I refuse." Sven found himself saying, the girl looked back at him shocked that he would refuse. She practically jumped out of her chair as she began to list off every which way Sven was missing out only for Sven to shush her.

"I would like to, but the academy only accepts 21 year olds, correct?" Sven asked the question already knowing the answer. The goblin nodded her head in realization, sifting through her pockets she produced an obloid tablet and checked it again.

"Ahh I must have glossed over your age, so you're only 18? It's hard to tell how old you humans are sometimes, even your kids are taller than us after all." She laughed getting off of her chair, it was true she was rather short, 3 and a half foot at a guess? Sven was almost double her size, thinking about those dimensions and considering she was pretty much mouth height with his crotch blasted some impure thoughts into his head, definitely not unwanted but not quite pertinent to the conversation. Shaking away those considerations for now, Sven made to get up but then remembered his state of undress and promptly sat back down.

"What is that thing anyway? You can tell my age just by looking at it?" Looking at the obloid device she turned it so that he could see the black screen that projected from the tablet itself. It showed him his full name, his race, his class, his age and even his...

Sven went to grab his dick protectively, causing the goblin girl to burst out laughing.

"I guess it doesn't matter since I've seen it already, but yeah I do think it's kinda strange that the tablet also shows dick size, kinda weird huh?" The goblin girl then scanned herself and showed Sven the reading.

Name: Dew Mudbottom
Race: Goblin
Class: Manaborn
Age: 23
Bust size: C cup

"NOW we can call it even, ok?" Dew stated with a blush to her cheeks. Sven could hardly believe what he was seeing, it was like words put to paper except the paper was ethereal and the words were floating outward. "Do you really have to gawk! I mean if you really like them so much..." she put her hands behind her back to accentuate the curves of her boobs. They were kinda small for a humans, but on a goblins body they were pretty sizable.

"How can I help myself when you're pushing them out like that, I'm only human after all!" Sven flirted back, Dew bit her bottom lip and looked towards the utility closet and then back to him.

"The head nurse is doing her rounds right now, we have maybe 20 minutes to 'gawk' at each other in that closet over there? I'm game if you are handsome." Dew gave him that look, a look he had seen so many others give at the tavern he would frequent. That come-hither look, and it was finally happening to him! Sven without a word threw back the sheets and stood up, revealing his fully erect cock that was at a height to her mouth. Standing only a few feet away Dew was naturally drawn to the manhood that jutted out before her very eyes.

It was huge, especially for small thing like her to take in. 9 inches of pure rock hard cock, looking at the beast she couldn't help but touch herself, throwing her cloths to the floor in a **** anticipation for what was to come.

"I haven't been fucked in months, please give me your cock! I've been dyyiiiing to be stuffed for sooo long!" She grabbed his cock and practically yanked him along into the closet with her. Sven felt his heart racing and his blood pumping, his cock was springing to attention like wild as she held onto it with her petite hands.

"God your thing is going wild down there, you must really like goblin girls huh?" She giggled, closing the door behind them and concealing themselves into the darkened room. The room was empty save for a few tools and a shelf stocked with supplies. Sven nodded enthusiastically, his dick certainly didn't discriminate.

"I don't know if it'll even fit, you humans are just-" Before she could finish her sentence she 'eep'd' before sven lifted her from under her armpits and lined himself up with her sopping cunt. She barely had time to protest before he descended her down his shaft, slowly so that he could savor the feel of her tightness. She was light and easy to control, especially when she began to lay back and allow his cock to do some of the lifting, the way that it flexed inside of her caused her eyes to flutter open and shut as a guttural groan beaconed him to continue.

It was to his shame that he now understood what that unsavory bar patron had meant by bedding those goblin girls, it was the feeling of power as you held someone much more **** than you and used her for your own need, but more than that it was the fact that she seemed to be in ecstasy at being used. Sven continued to slide himself into her until only a few inches remained.

"Gooooods you're... so deep! Any further and you'll make me into a bitch!" Dew groaned out that last part, Sven smirked as he pinned her against the shelf roughly, now grasping her legs and keeping them open for his pleasure. Throwing back his head Sven couldn't hold back a low growl as he pressed into her with his remaining length, his lower head now fully planted in her womb.

With her hands now free Dew darted them to cover her mouth as she tried her best to hold back her screams - the very moment her womb was breached she came onto his stomach in repeating waves, one orgasm lead to another until she could only twitch and groan. Sven felt her cunt squeeze his cock for all it was worth, he could neither push it in nor pull it out the way that she squeezed him. Then as her orgasms subsided she went limp in his arms.

Shaking her a little, Sven began to panic when her head lolled to the side limply, her eyes were closed and her body had suddenly turned into a bag of bricks in his arms. Pulling out of her he placed her carefully onto the floor and went to go get his cloths.

'Fuck, what do I do now?! What if that head nurse comes back and see's me with her like this?' Sven worried to himself, but as he opened the door he needn't have worried about such things. Because it wasn't just the nurse that greeted him, it was the nurse AND several others. A middle aged woman was the first person Sven spotted, old features fitted with a disapproving stare, the second was a young looking woman with ginger hair in a similar uniform to the head nurse, she had a very petite frame and looked on in almost catatonic shock towards Sven. The third Sven could hardly believe his bad luck; it was the elf he had ran into earlier that had beat him up, the elf looked on in shock, except his eyes seemed to be glued to a very specific part of Svens anatomy. Lastly, the final person stood in the medical examination room was a gruff old man with a built physique, unlike the others he was grinning at the sight before him.

"Young man! You must hide your indecency! Wherever do you think you are right now? Is this a suite in some royal palace? The impudence! Cloths NOW!" The woman practically screamed that last part as she threw his discarded cloths at him with a hand cupping her eyes lest she be offended further. Sven rushed to dress himself as he made a right show of fumbling under the pressure to pull up his pant bottoms.

"And where is Dew?" The ginger nurse innocently asked, suddenly Sven could feel judging eyes fall upon him, his lips trembled as his mind went blank, what to say, what COULD he say? 'Oh yes, I fucked that goblin a new cunt, she's kinda out cold right now but it was totally consensual trust me guuuuyysss.' Yeah no, he was fucked. Just as his bowels were about to turn to water Sven heard the door open a little more behind him, Dew now fully dressed sheepishly appeared from within.

"H-here." She said in a guilty tone. Sven could feel his soul return to him as those eyes around him lightened around him.

"Hahahaha! Oh to be young again!" The gruff old man held his belly as he laughed, however he seemed to be the only one who was amused. The head nurse looked as if she was about to blow a fuse, the ginger nurse looked away shyly with a small blush on her face and the elf just seemed angry for some reason.

"And what is this commoner doing inside blackwood? C-copulating with a student to boot?" He stammered that last part, Sven could feel the intensity of his stare, and wasn't sure if the pointy eared teens brow could furrow any further.

"Look again boy, what kind of a commoner has a tattoo like that." The gruff old man stated pointing towards Sven's chest, Sven was in the middle of aligning his shirt to wear when even he took the time to check it out. Just under his left nipple was unmistakably a Mystic tattoo, the design was of a crow perched on a tree branch with vines interweaving throughout. "Where was your attention directed if you missed it, I wonder?" The man asked with an amused but knowing tone. The elf grew flustered and threw back his girlish hair in a disapproving gesture.

"Whatever, I take it since no accusations are being leveled then I'm free to go?" The elf quickly changed the topic. Sven looked to the old man for guidance

"It was reported that Eliad here was the last person seen interacting with you before you were supposedly attacked, is it the case that he attacked you; or that he might know the person that did attack you?" The man asked seriously now, like a switch he had turned from a jovial old man back into a gruff old timer. Eliad glared at him, as if daring Sven to accuse him. Sven simply smiled back at him in response.

"I wasn't attacked, I was just unlucky I guess." Sven shrugged, the older man looked out of the window at the cloudless blue sky.

"Very unlucky it seems." He didn't seem convinced, and why should he? But he dropped the subject which Sven was grateful for.

"Besides, I've no idea who that person is." Sven pointed at Eliad, whose brow somehow did manage to furrow further, a look of rage that lasted for only a moment before he fixed his appearance - after all he was still in front of blackwood staff.

"Alright well that's settled it then; no **** and this nudist seems well enough to bump uglies in the broom closet instead of resting off his injuries, so with that being the case all of you may leave, immediately if you will!" The head nurse made shooing noises as she all but pushed the group out of the room. "Except you young lady, I surely have some choice words in store for you!" Sven reached out to Dew who did the same in return, only for the door to slam shut.

"Ahh don't worry, she'll be here when you enroll you've got plenty of time to rekindle that flame later. Say, won't you walk with me for a time?" The old man placed an arm around Sven's shoulders and pointed off in the direction of the hallway stretching out before him. It was a grand old thing with engraved oak walls fitted with pictures of men and women in heroic poses.

"Champions of our prestigious academy, some recent and some as ancient as the land itself." The old man noticed he was staring at the portraits. "You could be amongst their number, you know? Eldritch Mystics are highly sought after no matter the institution." Looking back to the room he had come out from he could see the ginger nurse hesitating to knock on the door, with Eliad the elf being long gone.

"I'm only 18 years old at the moment, but I'm intending to enroll as soon as I turn 21." Sven responded as he returned to looking at the amazing portraits lining the wall.

"I figured as much, old enough to fuck, raise a family, gamble and drink yourself into a divorce - but not old enough to read books and do exercises, it's always sounded completely batshit to me If you don't mind me speaking frankly." The old man laughed as he slapped Svens back, the way he asked it was as if asking for permission, but Sven could tell that it was an empty platitude. This old man did what he wanted to, just as Sven intended to live every moment of his life from now on.

"Yes it is a little stupid." Sven agreed with a sheepish laugh. As they rounded a corner Sven could see out into the courtyard, directly ahead was the front gate for the academy.

"Since you're not of age currently to enroll, this will be where our meetings ends for now. Please come back in 2 years and enroll, blackwood would be happy to accept you free of admission of course." The man held out his hand which Sven took gladly with a smile. "Oh and by the way, my names Harkon, I'm sure you'll be seeing plenty of my ugly mug when you're with us." The man laughed again, the two shook hands and a couple of guards were heralded to escort Sven out of the premises.

'2 more years.' Sven thought to himself contently as he strode along the gravel path, it couldn't come soon enough.