Ramota

"Ramota!" The announcer called over the speakers.

Lydia watched as a small goblin creature came out into the cage. A crowd of rowdy fans in the seats cheered, and Lydia could see them all as goblins. She knew size didn't always matter, but facing her target, she didn't think the tiny green thing would stand a chance.

At first, Marble seemed caught off guard, trying to fight with his hands but simply being too tall and resorting to kicks. It was not his forte, but it only took one solid kick to knock the thing down where he could kick a field goal with the green thing. It was over when it hit the floor and stopped moving.

Lydia went down to meet her fighter, cheering his victory. The angry goblins hissing at her as she passed them. She was about to say hello to Marble and see about collecting her pay but paused at the cage door as he talked to his coach. Waiting patiently, Lydia felt like she was being shoved by other fans trying to talk to Marble until she realized they were the goblins. Backing away, she tripped on the frame of the cage door and fell inside; the goblins piled in after her. The door locked, and the crowd started to cheer. A dozen tiny goblins began tearing at her clothing.

“No, no, no!” Lydia screamed before she was gagged by a cock in her mouth.

She tried to bite down, but a hard piece of wood or somesuch was jammed into the back of her jaw. Struggling just got her clothing torn off faster. Lydia felt mouths on her tits and a cock sliding into her pussy, having been more than a little wet from prior. Wondering if anyone would do anything, she could barely make out an announcer calling for bets on how long they lasted. The taste of the creatures was vile, uncleaned goblin cocks were massive once fully erect, even compared to a human, and as she was **** to taste the first load of cum she wanted to throw it up. However, it kept fucking her face, and she swallowed to keep breathing.

The goblins were in a breeding frenzy now. Angry at their clansman’s humiliating defeat, they couldn't attack the strong fighter, but the soft female who celebrated him was close enough. Their fat stores burned quickly to produce enough seed to breed, and their first had already seeded the mouth of the female.

“Breed the human cow.” They chattered in their language. “Milk her teats!”

Lydia felt her breasts being abused. They sucked and squeezed them, unloading their vile cum onto them and massaging it into her skin like moisturizer. Her pussy felt the bulge of their monster cocks pop into her, locking them in place as they unloaded their cum inside her. She struggled, but it was useless. Her hands were put on the free cocks not yet violating her, and when she tried to twist or hurt them, it didn't work. She wasn't strong enough to do anything to them while so hard. It was all enjoyable for them. The humiliation was going to get worse; she knew it; she would give in and play along.

“Yes! Human cow is broken! Watch her suck!” The goblin in her mouth shouted and stopped thrusting to show her sucking on her own accord. “Leash her! We keep!”

Lydia felt them tie a rope around her neck and pull her. She had to get on all fours and crawl around the cage for them. It didn't last long; they wanted to keep using her, humiliating her. Opening her mouth and sticking out her tongue, she took the cock back down her throat and felt her pussy fill up again with another. Both her breasts were sore as the **** resumed, only to come with a new sensation. As she swallowed another load of goblin cum, she felt her nipples leaking. Struggling to look, she felt a goblin's mouth on her breasts, sucking hard, and Lydia could feel a flow in her tits. More cum in her pussy again as she realized she had been made to produce milk for them.

“Milk cow! Yes, human cow has teats for milking!” the one in her mouth shouted before blowing a third load down her throat. “Female breeders make good milk. Drink much and make seed to feed her!”

The goblins took turns suckling at Lydia’s swelling breasts, their cocks swelling again as they did so, just to return to fucking the poor girl as she crawled around the arena with no escape. The crowd wasn't sure if it was a spectacle or the real deal; they watched as Lydia crawled over the trail of goblin cum that she made as she went.

It wasn't until Marble entered the cage through the fighter entrance and started ripping the green monsters off her that she could stop. He bent over to check on Lydia and got an open mouth with her tongue out in response. Trying to talk with her, she wasn't responsive beyond expecting a cock. He picked her up and carried her into the locker rooms, the crowd cheering for the heroic rescue.

Lydia didn't leave her daze until she felt water hitting her and realized she was in a shower. Looking around, she saw Marble cleaning her off and cleaning her out. It didn't look or feel sexual at all as Lydia watched him scrub her down and use a shower head between her legs. Her mind cleared, and she looked at her breasts, still swollen with milk. They were sore, and she squeezed them to release the pressure.

Marble noticed the movement and saw Lydia pump milk from her breasts until the flow stopped. He cleaned her off, and it seemed they had stayed their standard size. He didn't know how the goblins could do something like that but decided it wasn't the time to ask. One of the staff gave him a bathrobe when he finished in the shower and towel Lydia off. Covering her, she still didn't talk. His coach explained he hired her to cheer and that she lived at the hotel. He took the money his coach got off the whole clan of goblin corpses in the cage and added it to her pay before the two drove her to the hotel.