A rude awakening

"Pete wake up!"

Pete jumped as someone shouted at him. As he regained consciousness he could hear a cacophony of screams and snarls. He bolted upright and saw Zahara standing over him, her arms still trying to shake him awake.

"What...?" Pete asked groggily.

"We're under attack. Get up!" She shouted. Fear helped Pete shoot up to his feet. Looking around he saw Kelly and Tiffany swinging their weapons at a group of small green people.

"What are they?" Pete asked.

"You're kidding? You've never seems Goblin before? Some adventure you are. Go help them!" Zahara insisted.

Zahara herself stayed back, armed only with a stick. She had said she wasn't much of a fighter. Pete tried to assess the situation. Kelly was a beast, the goblins were giving her a wide bearth and forcing her to try catching them. Tiffany wasn't doing much more than trying to keep them away from Leanne. And Leanne was flinging fireballs into the crowd of golbins behind Kelly, but these were much weaker than the one she'd used before.

Well time to try my attack, Pete thought. He pointed his fingers and small bursts of light shot out and sailed into the nearest globin. The goblin shrieked in pain and turned to face him. It ran towards him full speed and he found he couldn't cast right away again. He just managed to pull his sword and block the goblin and the impact shook his whole body.

Luckily Tiffany came to help and swung her sword into the goblin's neck, killing it instantly. "Thanks." Pete said.

"This is bad Master. There's too many of them." Tiffany replied. She was right. Kelly seemed untouchable, but the goblins would eventually make it past her en masse and overwhelm the rest of them. Tiffany and Pete just couldn't kill them fast enough, and Leanne's fireballs were too small to be effective.

Pete suddenly had an idea, "Keep them off me." He ordered. Then he pulled out his lute and began to play. At first it seemed like nothing happened but then Leanne's next fireball was a little bit bigger. And then a little more. Still, it wasn't growing fast enough.

Pete turned his attention to Kelly. She wasn't enraged yet. He needed to push her over the edge somehow. He started playing faster and faster, hoping it would help. Then a giant ball of flame shot passed him and engulfed the incoming goblins. He had to turn away to shelter from the wave of heat and saw Leanne panting heavily.

Turns out it wasn't his song that had revved her up. Zahara was on her knees in front of Leanne, frantically pressing her mouth against her crotch. Leanne cried out in pleasure and then launched another massive fireball at the enemy.

Another great explosion bloomed and as the smoke cleared Pete saw the horde had been reduced to mere dozens. It was at that time that Kelly finally went into a rage. The goblins who had danced out of her reach before now found themselves caught by her frenzied movements.

Minutes later it was over. Tiffany fell to her knees, exhausted. Pete gave Leanne permission and she cried out and fell down. Zahara quickly attended to them both checking for injuries.

Only Kelly remained active. She stalked towards him menacingly. "Need....cock." She groaned, "Please Pete....fuck me."

Pete shook his head. Despite her intimidating stature he knew she couldn't touch any of them. She'd promised after all. Or maybe she could...she suddenly started running towards him. She tossed her weapon aside and dove at him. He flinched as she made contact, but she wrapped her arms around him and cushioned him as they fell. Right, she couldn't attack or hurt him...but if she didn't hurt him...Kelly looked down at him with fire in her eyes. With her straddling him like this he wasn't going anywhere. She was simply too powerful for him to move.

"Listen Kelly..." Pete began.

She shook her head, "NEED IT. NEED IT."

She really sounded ****. He supposed she was. He wasn't sure if he wanted to fuck her while she was a half orc. Sure her boobs were huge now, but he didn't know how he felt about her muscles being huge too. Then again, his dick was on board. He did hope to extract a promise from her, "Just promise..." He didn't get to finish.

"I promise to worship your cock, now fuck me already!" She screamed.

Pete thought for a moment, ya, that could work. "Alright. Let's go." Without any hesitation she suddenly tore his pants off. Literally tore them, "Hey! I needed those." He complained. She didn't care as she raised herself up and grabbed his dick with her hand. Then she slowly lowered herself down.

"FUCK YES!" Kelly screamed as he penetrated her. She started riding with abandon. Pete felt a little strange, it was almost like she was using him as a sex toy instead of actually having sex with him. Although, it did feel fucking amazing so he couldn't complain.

Right, he should let her cum eventually right, "You can cum freely Kelly." He told her.

Immediately her body rocked as she came. She stopped moving and looked down at him, as if contemplating getting off him or not. Then she slowly raised herself up, and back down. Then she bent forward, "Grab my tits." She ordered. He was happy to oblige. Now that her rage had worn off this was much more like sex he was used to. She might have green skin and a new body but fucking Kelly felt just as good as he always imagined. He felt himself nearing his goal, he thought about pulling out but remembered he didn't have to worry about impregnating anyone anymore. With a grunt he came, filling her up with his cum.

She finally got off him and Pete was expected her to go back to being angry. Instead she knelt down beside him and bowed. Well, bowed to his dick. "Thank you for fucking me." She said solemnly. Then she bent forward and cleaned his dick with her mouth. Then she pulled off and smiled, looking at his dick and not him. Oh right, she had promised to worship his dick...so was she going to pray to it or something? This was a little weird.

Pete finally stood up and looked around. All the goblins were dead, or fled. Everyone in his party was uninjured. All in all things had worked out. He looked down at his pants, now just scraps of fabric. Well, one casualty, he thought.

Zahara walked over to him and looked down and whistled, "I see how you keep these women in line," She raised an eyebrow at him, "I don't think we'll make it all the way to the next town with your dick flopping around. Here," She handed him some pants, "I took it off one of the goblins. It'll be a tight fit, but passable."

She was right. He wasn't a big guy, but he was a little bigger than these goblins. Still, she was probably right. Better to wear tight pants then walk around with his cock out. Once he had them on Zahara smiled again and brushed her hand against his visible budge and winked, "Time to get going, Master." She didn't say Master the way Tiffany did. It was more playful, less serious. Still, it sent chills up his spine. He didn't know if she was real or just created by Vivi and Didi's magic. Either way he'd decided, she was going to be his.