Goblin Nuisance

Bedivere “We’ve been walking for 40 minutes, are you sure we’re heading the right way?”

Arthur “Quiet….” Arthur responded, as he held the parchment given to him with both hands, moving it left and right, pivoting his head, attempting to make sense of the location they were heading.

Bedivere “Ahhh! Just give me that!” Bedivere spoke as she snatched the parchment from Arthur’s hand.

Bedivere “If that’s there, and we’re…. hmmm…. either we’re walking in circles or we’re missing something here….”

Igraine “Hmmmm….” Igraine remarked as she came from behind Bedivere, gently placing her index finger to her lips, while looking at the parchment.

Igraine takes a few seconds to look around her.

Igraine “It’s not much of a cave entrance, but there’s a small crack in the wall there…” She spoke as she pointed towards a narrow opening nestled amidst the cliffs and rocky outcrops.

Arthur “Guhhh! Guhhhh! *He brushes with small hand movement around his nose the stanched that emanate from the gave* This has to be it….” Arthur spoke as he gazed into the darkness of the cave.

Igraine “There must be another way… I don’t think we can fit through there, *Igraine places her hand, leaning on the rocks at the entrance…. Ahhhhh!”

Bump!

Igraine fell flat on the ground, her kettles taking the hit, her face didn’t even reach the ground as they served as a pillow between her face and the ground.

Arthur rushes in at her side, holding her up.

Arthur “Are you okay!?”

Igraine “Auuu! Auuu! I’m good…” She spoke in a gentle manner as she started to rub off the dirt from around her boobs.

Bedivere “Here, let me help you with that,” Bedivere remarked in a joking manner.

Igraine “No thank you,” Igraine responded as she scoffed.

Bedivere “A magical barrier, what do you make of this?” She asked as she moved her hand up and down through the invisible wall that had a mystical rainbow color as Bedivere touched it.

Arthur's eyes start gleaming blue, he slowly approaches the wall and touches it with the palm of his hand.

Arthur(Thinking) “This is pretty well made… definitely not the work of some goblin shamans…”

Bedivere “This is not goblin work, is it?”

Arthur “No, it is not.”

Bedivere “Well, then better let me go in first, I want to see what Mary can do,” she spoke as she grabbed her ax from her back.

Arthur “Mary?”

Bedivere “Yes? What’s wrong with Mary? A good weapon always has to have a name!”

Arthur “Does it?”

Bedivere “Of course!”

Arthur “Just lead the way…”

Bedivere started walking in front of them with her ax in hand, Arthur stayed behind them while Igraine walked slowly in the middle.

Nothing much happened for about 5 minutes of carefully walking through the dim lit cave, Igraine walked slowly behind Bedivere while holding her nose with her right hand, not being able to bare the stench that was only growing and growing with each step they took, Arthur stayed behind, making sure there’s nothing that could surprised them from behind.

After 5 more minutes of carefully walking towards the center of the cave they were met with a scene of dim torchlights that cast dancing shadows on the cave's rough, uneven walls, creating a play of light and darkness. The cave's dampness and the sound of dripping water seem to intensify as they approach the gathering.

The goblins themselves are a motley crew of grotesque creatures, their green and warty skin illuminated by the fiery torchlight. They wear tattered, mismatched clothing scavenged from various sources, adding to their disheveled appearance. Some wear crude jewelry made from bones or shiny stolen objects.

In the center of their makeshift banquet area, a large fire pit crackles and spits, sending sparks into the air. Over the flames, the feast unfolds. The goblins are gnawing on bones and tearing at chunks of meat with their sharp, yellowed teeth. The scent of roasting meat mingles with the damp, earthy cave air, creating a nauseating smell.

Around the fire, the goblins display chaotic behavior. They cackle and squabble, their high-pitched, grating voices filling the cavern with an unsettling cacophony. Occasionally, one goblin might break into a grotesque dance, moving in a spastic and erratic manner, while the others jeer and cheer.

The goblins suddenly stop, turning their view towards the new uninvited guests that entered their home.

???? “Screeeching sounds!”

They all start shouting, fumbling, attempting to gather their weapons from the walls.

Before they could even move from around the fire, Bedivere was already in the middle of them.

With both hands on her ax, she swings her entire body, creating a whirlwind that immediately cuts in half most of the goblins.

One of the goblins, rushes towards a staff, placed on the ground, around a makeshift bed, the only one that resided within the cave.

Bedivere “No you don’t,” Bedivere, spoke with malice behind her words as she threw her axe straight at the goblin, carving him in two.

The other goblins watch in fear as the orc kills their chieftain in the simplest of manners, while with her right hand back left palm she brushes off some of the goblin’s blood that splashed on her chin.

The battle that continued didn’t last a minute, Bedivere carved through the other remaining goblins with ease, her only problem in the matter seemed to be that from time to time the goblin’s blood spilled on her clothes.

Igraine turned her gaze to the other side, she didn’t want to partake in the slaughter of the goblins, nor did she seem to enjoy watching any of it.

Arthur(Thinking) “Good form, she leaves no room for any openings, she doesn’t let herself be surrounded by any of them, keeping the battle on an at least 2v1 at all times, not letting them have any advantage, killing their leader promptly was also a good choice, lowering their moral in combat, whoever thought her… taught her well… seems like I made a good choice…”

Bedivere “Ahhhhh! *She places her right hand around her neck, cracking it a few times left and right* That was a good warm up, so? Where’s the big bad goblin?”

Arthur “Right there,” Arthur responded as he pointed to the goblin that was carved in two by Bedivere.

Bedivere “Really?” She asked with a disappointed look on her face.

Arthur(Thinking) “And here I thought she killed him knowing the…”

They all froze in place as from behind the cave, noises could be heard, someone or something, was walking towards them.

Bedivere “Ha! I knew it!” She exclaimed as she grabbed her ax with both hands.

???? “Ahhhhhh!?” A female voice spoke in a hoarse voice.

Her shadow slowly and slowly started to be visible as she walked towards them.

???? “Ahhhhh?” She spoke again with a hoarse throat.

Bedivere “What the fu…”

Igraine “Ahh!” With an embarrassed look she turned her gaze the other way.

Arthur “What is this?”

She approaches Bedivere walking like a puppy on all fours towards her.

???? “Ahhhhh!?”

Bedivere bends down, sitting face to face with her.

Bedivere “Hahhahaha! Ahhhh! I’ve heard about this before, never thought I’d see it for myself! Hhahah!” She remarked as she patted the female on the head.

Arthur “The curse of Aphrodite...”

Bedivere “Here, girl! Fetch!” Bedivere spoke as she threw one of the bones that the goblins were eating.

???? “Ahhh?”

Bedivere “Bad doggie!” Bedivere shouted as she slapped the woman's right breast.

Slap! Her mellow warm breasts jiggled upon the impact only to further Bedivere’s curiosity with the female.

Bedivere grabs the woman’s nipple, twisting it left and right.

???? “Aiiiii!” She screamed, but not in pain, although her face was showing it, her delight in the pain that was inflicted upon her, was nothing more than pleasure.

Igraine “Stop that! She is not your dog!”

Igraine came from behind, grabbing Bedivere’s hand, stopping her.

The female started whimpering, almost as a dog, it seemed that she was in displeasure with Igraine’s action.

Igraine “What’s wrong with you, can’t you see that she’s hurting you…” Igraine spoke as she kneeled face to face with the female.

The female starts running, from Igraine, taking shelter behind Bedivere, her massive tits jiggling with each step she took, goblin cum, sticky and slightly more transparent than that of a human, dripping from her vulva.

Igraine watches the female as she behaves like nothing more than a dog in heat, she gently gets up.

Igraine “I may be able to help her, move away,” Igraine spoke in a stern manner as she approached Bedivere.

Bedivere “But did you ask her if she needs your help?”

Igraine “She cannot make decisions in her current state, she has to be one of the guild’s members sent here for the same purpose we have, she’s probably the one that placed the barrier at the entrance as well. Do not make me repeat myself, move or I will make you move,” Igraine spoke in a stern manner as she raised her palm in front of Bedivere.

A silence breaks into the room, a few seconds later, a small rock drops from the entrance that the female came out of.

Arthur “Stop,” Arthur whispered as he turned his gaze towards the sound.

Three other smaller goblins make their way out of the cave, naked, in fear, grabbing tightly to the cave’s rocks.

Bedivere “Seems like I missed some of them,” she spoke as she placed her hand on her ax, starting to walk towards the small goblins.

The female grabs Bedivere by her leg, whimpering and squealing like a dog in pain would do.

She then quickly lets go of Bedivere’s leg and places herself in front of the three goblins, almost as if a dog, protecting its master.

Bedivere “See that Elfie… she’s beyond any salvation…”

Igraine “There has to be something we could do! I’m not going to leave her like this!”

Bedivere “Neither do I intend to…” Bedivere with a sorrowful look on her face she grabs her ax tightly, walking towards the female and the goblins.

Arthur “Stop…”

Bedivere stops and looks back at Arthur.

Bedivere “There is no cure for that, we should better just put her out of her misery while we still can…”

Arthur “I’m not sure if this is the right thing to do…”

Igraine “Of course not!"

Bedivere “Elfie, I understand your point, but… this one female could single handedly birth an entire goblin army, there is no cure, only she herself can break free from the Aphrodite’s curse…”

Igraine “There must be another way! We can’t just kill her like this!”

Bedivere “Better for her to die with her loved ones here, then live like this, you can’t save everyone Elfie… I’m sorry,” Bedivere spoke gently and with a sorrowful tone behind her voice.

Arthur pushes Bedivere to the side and stands face to face with the human female and her three goblin children.

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What does Arthur do?