That primal urge. I...cannot...resist it!

You know that you have a task to complete that your master has given you, a job you must do. You know that this is the case, know that you should be focusing on the task that has been given to you and on making sure your master's will is carried out. These are all things that you know...but what you feel, what is pulling at your heart and your every instinct, is something very different.

Perhaps it is being surrounded by the scent and sounds of your own kind for the first time since your creation or perhaps it is the goblin instinct that had been sleeping in you until this moment. Maybe it was simply the fact that the scent of a female of your own species was thick in the air and the sight of the female standing before you had your cock slowly rising to hardness. Or maybe, just maybe, it was the fact that, even with your master's magical essence flowing through your veins and the great potential residing deep within you, you were still, at your very core, a goblin.

Whatever it was, you found yourself inextricably drawn to the female and, before you realize that you meant to, you were stepping towards the female with your lips parted and a lustful growl on your lips. If you'd been so inclined to glance in that direction, you'd see that Rizlyx was smiling in a pleased and triumphant way, but your senses were completely focused on the female who opened her arms to you in welcome as you dropped your club and quickly stripped off the now all too confining clothing on your body.

The female gaped and cooed as your broad cock was released from its confines, obviously impressed by the size of it when compared to what she was used to. She was quick to show her approval for your imposing length by getting down on her knees before you and grasping your girthy prick, sliding her hands up and down your shaft while she began to lick and kiss at your bulbous cock-head. You moan at the pleasure of that, but the awakened instincts within you roar for more as you grasp her head on either side and tangle your fingers in her hair before thrusting your cock into her mouth and beyond to her throat in one brutal movement.

She has a moment to try and scream and gasp for breath before you begin savagely fucking her face, her lips and throat tight around your thick pecker as you drive it in and out of the wet confines of her oral cavity. She gags and chokes on your meaty dick, drooling around it as she tries to cope with your brutality and causing every thrust to make wet, sloppy sounds. These sounds only spur you on as you drive your cock to the hilt inside of her mouth and throat, her lips pressed to your pelvis as her tight throat works and swallows around the majority of your shaft buried within it.

You hold yourself there for a long while until you feel the female slapping at your legs and making panicked squeals around your cock. Only then do you draw back, pulling your cock from her throat and mouth and releasing her head so that she can gasp for breath. Her lips are sloppy with her saliva and strings of spit form a shimmering bridge between her mouth and your soaked cock, showing the evidence of your rough handling of her...and you're not nearly done.

You don't even give her a chance to fully recover before you are grabbing her by the shoulders and tossing her to the ground face-first so that she is laying on her soft belly and hefty breasts and her round, plump ass is up in the air and presented to you. She looks over her shoulder at you with wide-eyes, starting to babble something in goblin speak about giving her a moment to recover, but you pay her no heed as you position yourself behind her and bring your fat prick to prod at her dripping sex before driving yourself inside once more.

The female squeals as you impale her on your length, driving her forward and forcing her to try and support her body with her hands on the floor as you begin to fuck her roughly. Every thrust has her body jiggling with the impact, her round ass rippling and her entire body rocking forward as you pound her. She lets out high-pitched squeals every time you drive yourself inside of her and she scrapes her nail against the stone floor, gouging paths into it with her sharp nails as you ravage her cunt so violently.

You fuck her hard and fast until you feel your heavy balls tighten and your climax come roaring forth. You slam yourself to the hilt within the female and she screams out as her own orgasm rocks her body and has her clenching around your length as you begin to empty yourself within her womb. Her inner walls milk you for all your worth, your cum filling her goblin cunt until you leave her laying sweaty and tired on the ground with her ravaged pussy leaking your thick jizz onto the ground beneath her.

Despite the intensity of your orgasm, your cock remains hard and aching as your goblin instincts to mate and rut overpower all sense of reason within you. You feel higher thinking leave you as your senses focus on the next female nearby and you growl out, "More!", as you pounce on her, again seeking to ravish this female as you had the previous. You repeat this on another female and another and another.

This is how you're found hours later, your cock buried deep inside of a tired and panting female, when your master appears in the goblin's quarters. So lost are you in the instinct to mate and revel that you don't even notice him as he looks down at you and shakes his head with disappointment. You don't even look up from your frantic fucking to acknowledge this, however, as he breathes a heavy sigh.

"Disappointing. It turns out you were just a goblin after all.", he says as, with a gesture of his hand, your clothing and leather armor on the ground disappear and your weapon appears in his hand, "You've made your choice, my minion. Remain here and rut and revel and live in your own excrement as you wish. Live like a goblin and then die like one, since that is your wish. I wash my hands of you."

With that, your master disappears, but you don't even notice as your higher thinking has disappeared beneath primal instincts and urges. All that is left of you is a lowly goblin, little more than a beast in mind-set, and you are content to live and, eventually, die in battle as little more than fodder like one.