A goblin raid

A humble farming village on the outskirts of Svetlania, full of milkmaids and farm-girls and buxom peasant wenches. The sun shines bright. The maidens pick flowers in the fields, in fetchingly low-cut dresses, red or gold hair in curly ringlets, freckles adorning the slopes of their pleasingly full breasts.

The young men of the village, and traders passing through, stop to admire the maidens. And, perhaps, one or two of our masculine observers may venture to essay a ribald comment. But the maidens are bold, and saucy, and sharp of tongue when they need to be. And so any young men who dares to take liberties finds himself bombarded with savage words, impugning every inch of him, from the top of his head to the soles of his sturdy peasant shoes. Until he retreats, and the maiden he accosted is free to go about her business unmolested.

But darkness stirs in the kingdom of Svetlania. The darkness... of a Dark Lord.

It begins with humble Melia, a red-headed milkmaid of more than usual buxomness, by which I of course mean that she had great big tits. Into the woods went Melia, to bathe in a certain pool known only to the womenfolk of the village, and quite unsuspected by the men. Off came Melia's clothes, every last scrap, and into the water she went.

She did not hear the low, nasty chuckles in the shadows of the wood. And so, when she came out, she was utterly astonished to discover that her clothes are missing.

She had to run home naked, of course, clutching her bouncing breasts and shielding the red flame of her sex from a curious world. And though she did her best to hide, she was caught creeping on hands and knees through a muddy farmyard by a party of a dozen handsome young men and women, on their way back from a hay-making excursion. The men had a good long laugh at her expense, of course, and the women rolled her over and over naked in the mud, before clapping her in the stocks in the centre of town, so everyone for miles around would have a chance to gather and laugh at her shame.

Poor, curvy, buxom, big-titted, red-haired and round-bottomed Melia was displayed in this shameful naked state for all the world to see, until evening fell. Yet no matter, how much she tried to warn them, how she kicked and struggled and barked dire imprecations, the maidens of the town paid her no heed.

A pity. For there were goblins afoot!