The Mighty Nein

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Before she ever found the Mighty Nein, the same curse that twisted Veth Brenatto into a small green goblin also saddled her with an impossibly huge cock; absurd on her tiny frame, incredibly virile, and humiliating to carry. What she didn’t yet know was that the curse had a quiet rider: a patient, smiling influence that would turn chance meetings into rituals, nudge choices into customs, and, by the time the Nein’s travels were sung in taverns, leave Wildemount on the cusp of a half-goblin baby boom.

You awaken as the Traveler, but unlike Artagan you hold total sway over your flock. Their thoughts, their faith, their bodies, all yours to shape. Instead of discarding the mantle, you embrace it for pleasure, bending belief into lust and beginning your reign of indulgence with your favorite devotee: Jester.

Brushed once by Obann’s will, Beau never shook free. The seed of his command festers, twisting discipline into desire. Now every order feels like a caress, every authority a call to kneel. The stubborn monk fights it, but the truth gnaws at her: obedience makes her wet, and corruption is the only lesson she craves to master.

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