Looking for her gremlin lover

The Gremlin will not even know what hit him. I will certainly be victorious this time, and nothing, not his small sinewy body, his large, magnificent cock will stop me from defeating him and regaining my artefacts.' Diana thought as she posed in the mirror, building herself up, but as she did, all her mind thought back to was the large gnarly, bumpy gremlin cock, plundering her insides and the pungent cum, that she had just digested with her breakfast. She knew deep down that was what she was indeed after, and the artefacts were just a formality, a reason to go, a reason that was slowly fading as the Gremlin and his large cock became more critical to Wonder Woman; her driving reason to go back.

Diana looked down and saw her sodden wet boots and panties from the previous evening that lay on the floor. She thought that maybe she could use them as an offering for the Gremlin, as a way of getting his attention. Slowly putting them in a small rucksack, Diana looks around for other objects or things she could give the small Gremlin. Not realising that the pungent smell of the cum had caused her to become attracted, and these were not offerings but gifts to her new lover. Diana saw out of the corner of her eye and object that would be just perfect. A golden ring encrusted with an emerald and various Greek runes; gifted to her on her 18th birthday. She had kept the ring as a reminder of her homeland, and now it would be perfect as an object for the small Gremlin. Locking her door and making her way to her car Diana felt herself getting nervous; for the first time in a long while, she had felt genuine nervousness. Diana was going up against a foe that had defeated her before through its cunning nature. Although she wanted her artefacts back, there was something about the small creature that drew her to him, and she was going to answer all her questions today.

As Wonder woman arrived at the warehouse, the butterflies continued to grow in her stomach. Diana was worried, would her gifts be enough; what if the Gremlin no longer wanted to see her? What if…. So many questions and not many answers. But Diana knew she was Wonder Woman; she would take on any challenge, but confronting this Gremlin again seemed more of a challenge than fighting any foe. Pushing open the backdoor to the Warehouse, Diana walked across the room towards the hidden door and, pushing aside the debris, slowly opened the door, not wanting to make any sounds, hoping her little green friend would be there for her to see. Approaching the room, sneaking through the complete darkness, Diana knew the Gremlin was not there. The room was still how she remembered it, and it is evident from the only fragmentary smell remaining that the Gremlin had not revisited the room since yesterday.

'Damn, the cretin is not here, a shame to be sure, I so wanted to surprise him!' Diana mused as she stood in the centre of the room, looking around for a light switch. Activating the lights, Diana thought, 'hmm, if he is not here, I may have to go to him, he disappeared somewhere in this room, so presumably there must be a secret passageway out of the room that he used to escape.'

Diana slowly searched around the room, going over every inch, determined to find the secret passageway. Coming to the final corner, Diana noticed how a section of the wall was very so slightly embedded into the wall and not completely flat, and seeing a small wire running out of a hole in the top right-hand corner, she had found the tunnel. Following the wire around, she found the button and swiftly pressing it, and with a faint hiss, the door swung inwards, exposing a small round tunnel that had been used by the Gremlin as seen by the various claw marks along the sides and flaw. At one point, the tunnel must have been part of the sewer system, now likely abandoned by humans. The stench that hit her as she opened the door was awful, but it was so similar to her Gremlin that Diana did not care. It brought back such beautiful memories of her small green body and his magnificent large throbbing cock. Diana began crawling along the passageway, her bag scraping along the roof of the tunnel, following the claw marks. After several turns, the small tunnel opened out into a giant tunnel, where Diana could see the thick, murky brown sewage flowing down below her. Crawling along the edge, Diana then climbed down to the edge of the flowing sewage, her mind slowly being filled with nothing more than thoughts of her Gremlin as the stench of the sewage overcame any ideas of anything else. Looking at the sewage, she could see that the Gremlin had crossed over to the other side and had continued up the tunnel. Diana reached the edge of the sewage, looked down at the open flowing sewage, and began thinking.

'I could very quickly jump across; it is only around 2 metres, so the distance for me to jump: at all. But my Gremlin always has to swim through this utter filth, and as I follow in the Gremlin's footsteps, should I not do the same? Diana thought, her mind conflicted by such an utterly ridiculous and filthy idea