It takes a day or two.

Victor's eyes felt heavy as he starting coming to. His body ached all over and he idly wondered if his dad had decided to drop by and put him through some "training" again, to try and **** his powers to awaken. His eyes started trying to open, blearily taking in the world. A large figure was looming over him and he could feel a pressure on his chest as if someone was pressing down on him. Words were being said, but Victor just couldn't tell who was saying what as his brain woke up. There was movement and an off color hand came forward with a little black jar towards his face...

A sharp, salty scent shoots up Victor's nose, screaming into his brain, and ripping him out of his delirium. Victor shoots out of bed, coughing as his freshly assaulted sinuses try to clear themselves from the unexpected attack. Unexpectedly, the figure that had been sitting on Victor's chest gets thrown off of him, rolling off the foot of his bed as he gets up.

As Victor's senses cleared, he started making sense of himself. He was naked, and... taller? Where did his gut go? Victor felt his stomach and instead of a gut earned by going to fast food places most of the week, were taut muscles that said he spent that time in a gym. His cock was the next thing he noticed, and it was hard not to. It was standing proudly up from his waist, longer and thicker than Victor remembered his unremarkably average member being before. Why was he naked? Where in fuck did his clothes go? Why does he suddenly look like he hit the gym regularly? Why is he so fucking hard? Who was sitting on his chest?

At that final thought, Victor looked towards the figure that had fallen off the foot of the bed and was now sitting on the bed, eyes tracing Victor's newly cut figure with hungry eyes and a mischievous smile. The mysterious goblin from before was apparently enjoying the view and wearing his clothes. Although she was much shorter than him, she had one of his t-shirts on and while it draped over her shoulders and looked to reach her knees, her impressive tits still pulled the material across them in a distractingly tight way. While Victor had always heard of this "borrowed t-shirt pajama" look, he suddenly appreciated it much more, and felt a little jealous of his own t-shirt as it pulled across some massive green tits.

"Enjoying the view, Humie?" Came from the goblin's curled smile, she could tell he was, but wanted to break the silence. In her own mind, Shuri thanked whatever divines were out there that her hopeful new mate wasn't repulsed at seeing her and seemed to be as enamored with her new chest as she was.

Victor's mind took a few seconds to catch up, as he realized she had spoken and thankfully in English. "Hi there, and ummm, maybe? Who are you?" He took this moment to start realizing he was still very naked and needed some clothes.

"Well, I'm Shuri, Humie. Don't worry about the nudity there on my part, I definitely don't mind." Shuri's eyes were locked onto that yummy bobbing cock that had been taunting her for the last two days. This human brings her here, or happened upon her, makes her all super sexy, bring her home and passes out? And then becomes all super sexy himself with a cock that never went soft and grew bigger as she watched? It was already an impressive cock to intimidate a normal goblin, but now it was even bigger and took to the side effects of the medicinal herbs with a fervor. It hadn't gone soft once and had a damn musk to it that just crawled up her nose and made her all wet all the time. Shuri had to keep herself in check by masturbating furiously, several times a day to keep herself from molesting her sleeping probable savior. Even now it was tempting her, just bobbing there, all huge and with even bigger balls full of yummy cum.

"Shuri, Alright. What's the last thing you remember?" Victor asked as he made his way over to his closet to try and find something. He hoped he could still fit into some clothes, though sliding into that shirt with Shuri did look like a good idea... Victor gave himself a quick slap to keep himself focused, he shouldn't be greeting someone who may be from a different existence or world by grabbing them and forcing himself on them. He wasn't his dad... Even if she has big, pouty, soft looking lips, perfect for sucking his dick, or massive tits for sandwiching his new super-cock with... "Fuck! Keep it together Vic, just because she looks like sex incarnate, doesn't mean she wants it... Remember the manuals, get her name and contact the support line, they'll get an agent over and we'll all talk this out. No need to cause a multi-dimensional incident with a possible new people, even if she'd look perfect on your cock."

Victor finally found one of his old pajama shirts, took a deep cleansing breath, and pulled it on. He definitely wasn't going to be a douchebag who just thought with his dick here. He turned around, remembering he saw some spare sweatpants on the floor by Shuri that didn't look dirty.

*SMACK!*

Victor's cock came swinging around and smacked into Shuri's face. While she didn't flinch away in pain, she was definitely surprised and her mind was now abuzz with new ideas. Victor was still getting used to his new height and body, and Shuri sitting down on the bed, is apparently hip height to Victor's new body.

Shuri took a deep breath, feeling Victor's new musk fill her senses, "Holy SHIT! It's right fucking here! Holy FUCK it smells so GOOD! My mouth is fucking watering it looks so good, It's just so fucking HUGE! Maybe, just..."