Further lessons in humility

The goblins parade their prize through the keep's halls while they take turns riding her like a horsie.

The goblins slap Piahla's fat, jiggly ass (a true 'dungeon booty') and tug on her long, luscious hair as they call her mean names.

The prissy, humiliated elf tries to protest, but whenever she starts to speak, whoever isn't riding her pinches her ample tits and her achingly hard nipples.

"Oooooh! P-please! N-no m-mo-OOOOOH!" Piahla squeals as Gurka gropes her again.

"Maybe we have this all wrong," the goblin says as she leers at the elf's milky mounds.

"Y-YES!" Piahla moans.

"She's no horsie. She's a moo cow!" Gurka giggles as she tugs on the elf's nipples.

"W-WHAT!?" Piahla gasps, her face turning red as the goblins all laugh at her.

"Look at these udders!" Gurka says as she squeezes the ample elf's fat tits.

"Oooooo!" Piahla protests, although her moan sounds more like it's out of pleasure than anger.

"And these meaty flanks!" Bogga says as she pats Piahla's wide, baby-bearing hips.

That elicits an unintentional giggle from the elf. She's very ticklish.

"And a nice, big rump!" Goola says from atop the poor milf, slapping her booty like a pair of oversized bongos.

"Come on moo cow, will you 'moo' for us?" Gurka asks as she continues to caress Piahla's boobs.

Piahla is so humiliated by such an outrageous demand, but she is also a true coward at heart. A scaredy cat pretending to be a big, bag wolf until a bigger, badder baddie comes along (well a smaller baddie in this case) to show otherwise.

Piahla could easily stand up and push these goblin goons around, if she wasn't such a secret wuss. So instead...

"...moo..." The elf mutters.

"What was that?" Goola theatrically asks. "I couldn't hear that..."

"Moo. Mooooo," Piahla says, louder this time as her face gets as red as a tomato.

"Dawwwww, so cute!" Bogga squeals in glee. "She's such a good moo cow." She gently runs her hand through Piahla's silky silver hair.

The praise makes Piahla's heart skip a beat.

"Good moo cows should be rewarded," Gurka says as she runs her hand along the elf's pot belly and towards her exposed pussy.

"M-mooo?" Piahla asks, her breathing getting more ragged as the green hand gets closer and closer to her little tuft of silver above her sweet pussy pie.