Goblin Brood Mother

What's worse than being turned into a filthy green rat? Stella's mind fills with ideas as she observes her prisoner struggling against the arcane bonds.

Then, a devious idea claws its way over the rest, and she cannot stop herself from showing a mischievous smile.

"You can be a broodmare for the humans!" She claps her hands joyfully when declaring the idea, and the goblin stares back with more confusion than fear.

"A brood m- Listen here, hag, you seem to be forgetting a key detail here."

"Do you mean the lack of a womb?" She approaches her prisoner and bends real low, bringing her mouth close to the pair of big floppy ear while also showing off her low cleavage. "You seem to be forgetting something too," she whispers. "Mere minutes ago, you were an enormous muscled orc."

The goblin's eye open wide. "No, don't, please."

But Stella goes with her plan, casting a new transmutation spell targeting the goblin's gender. It takes barely a minute for the transformation to take hold, turning the ruff manly goblin into a girly curvy green girl.

"What have you done to me!?" She cries out, looking down at the large mounds of flesh that have just grown out of her chest.

"You'll make a good fucktoy for the human army," Stella says. "And your half-goblin half-human babies will help replace all the lives that you and your soldiers have taken on the battlefield." She gives the goblin a malicious look.

The goblin girl looks devastated, to the point where she even stops trying to fight back against her magical bondage. She realizes just how powerful the witch really is, and that no matter how much she struggles, it would all be in vain.

"Now, obviously, the name Korr does not suit you. For now, you shall be known as... Candy."

Candy looks up, her lips trembling.

"It's better this way too. It would be quite shameful for you and for your lineage if people knew who you really are. Don't you agree, darling?"

Candy doesn't respond, still too stunned to know what to say.