You're too deep a sleeper...

Your journey was too long and tiring, and you were never the lightest of sleepers. Even as one of those small green devils stepped on a twig and snapped it, your sharp elven ears didn't warn you of the danger. Laying on your back, mouth open as you slept, the goblins got closer and closer. The one holding the berries got the closest, while the others kept their spears pointed at you. Their filthy scent slowly got closer and closer to you, and you subconsciously wrinkled that soft, pretty nose of yours as their heavy, filthy musk filled it. And alas, you still slept.

The berry-wielding goblin quickly dashed the last few steps, stuffing the berries inside of your mouth! You woke immediately, eyes flying open to see a goblin holding your mouth shut! You let out a muffled scream, bringing your arms up to thrash and tear him away, but the other goblins had jumped on each of your limbs! Unfortunately for you, in your shock you had bitten down, and 3 of the berries had exploded their juices into your mouth! You let out a noise of surprise muffled by the goblin holding your mouth shut, warmth exploded into your mouth. A warmth that spread through your face, flushing your cheeks and slowly down your throat. Eyes bulging in surprise, you could feel it travel down into your stomach, and run over your nipples. Those generous breasts, covered only by smooth cloth underclothes, suddenly felt unbearably sensitive. Your nipples were as stiff as diamonds, and you let out a shriek of surprise, that turned quickly into a whorish moan. By now the goblins could see that you had eaten the berries, and that the fight was already over. Large smirks passed across their cheeky faces. Dropping their weapons to the floor, they began to disrobe...

You weren't focused on that, though. You were more concerned with the heat that was going down your tummy, closer and closer to your moistening quim. It was too much! The feeling of cloth brushing against your erect nipples was too much! It was near ****! Sitting up, you tore off your clothes, exposing those perky, c-cup breasts to the cold air. You stared down, feeling the heat arrive at your quim and then... Your head shot back, a powerful orgasm rippling through you.

After panting loudly from the exertion of your orgasm, you slowly sit up and look around. Your skin is still on fire, and you cannot resist putting a finger down and slowly playing with one of your stiff nipples. You see all four goblins, their loincloths down, surrounding you. Their thick, green cocks are out, comically large for their small statures. You stared at them, your body still on fire. Will you give in, or find the inner strength to resist...?