The most redundant one: Vampire-Succubus hybrid

Riley felt his body shift and change, with a weird amount of pleasure floating through his stomach core. It was as if the weird magic was infusing itself into the semen deep inside of his bowels, with the vampire grunting out in what felt pure discomfort.

The pale skinned male felt as his already tall height grow in size just a bit more, while his body exacerbated his already **** proportions into a hypersized version of himself. His lips plumped up somewhat, enough for it to be noticiable, but not enough to cause too much of a problem. His legs gained more definition, losing a bit of their slender nature, becoming more of a defined eye catching pair, couple that with how the thighs seemed to double in size - and you had Riley looking like a holstaur.

His already very womanly, advantageous derriere grew a few sizes in proportion to his thighs, doubling in its magnitude and drawing grunts of excitement from Vidahl. And for a moment, the changes did stopped, until a glow happened, taking in a darker purplish color and infusing itself to the vampire's skin.

The shackles holding Riley's upper body morphed into stylized chain tattoos that ran all over his slender long arms. The ones on his feet slithered throughout his enhanced lower half and settled on different places, with one etching onto his lower back and the other just above his crotch. The raven haired vampire moaned out involuntarily as he felt something growing from deep withing his body, and as sudden as his moans started, a pitch black tail sprouted out on his lower back, with the end of it mimicking what looked to be a spade.

Following that, small same colored wings unfolded from his back, the wing span surpassing his shoulders, but due to how tall Riley is, they looked too small for him. And to top it all off, a purplish heart tattoo appeared on his crotch, stylized in a way that made the design almost look like a womb. The two goblins observed the few specks of magic float into the tattoo, concluding the transformation.

"I did not expected this. But it seems you did an amazing job Vidahl. Our_ _new **** has now turned into something fitting of her role."

".... Bring it outside?"

"Urgh... I am not an "it" you stupid gremlin!"

The vampire stood up, still a bit woozy about his transformation and feeling the need to stretch out limbs he never used before, only to get shocked by the long spade tail or by how his new wings were so small. The moment he looked down and saw his crotch tattoo, it was like the few colors his face had were all drained away.

"Y-you turned me into a succubus! How dare you tarnish my blood?!"

"It was barely a difference from your usual defective situation. And besides, neither me or my child chose to alter your form to... This curious form. It was merely a magical coincidence."

"I don't like your words! So... I am just forever in debt with your community...?"

"That is what a **** is for, isn't it? Vidahl, take _her _outside."

"Urgh. Still trying to emasculate me?!"

The younger goblin couldn't hope to restrain the now even larger and clearly more powerful sane hybrid, so he looked for answers with the elder, whom merely pointed at the tattoo on Riley's crotch or the one in his arms. The message was clear for the green skinned trickster and he tapped on his crotch, drawing the attention of the succubi-vampire - making Vidahl's target quickly get hypnotized. A **** to his own nature.

The goblin then got close, ordering Riley to walk towards the outside of the cavern, slapping his humongous ass and watching the asscheeks not even jiggle or wobble, but rather quake with ripples in a way so erotic that Vidahl was sure that he was getting aroused again.

But the command continued, and before the pale skinned male could ever hope to refuse, he was outside. The sun was out in the skin, bathing the weirdly idyllic goblin community in a way that he felt surprised. It looked like a downsized orc camp mixed in with a dwarf settlement: lots of tents in several directions mixed in with a lot of constructs and goblins just going on about. If you would to ignore the several other bound species in this place, this could actually be a normal community.

"Your condition is not the same as our merchandise, girl. You'll be living in the stables. My children will build you a place in the meanwhile."

Riley was startled to hear the elder goblin walking out of the cave they were in, followed by an excited Vidahl. Was he magically **** to do this? The tattoos on his body allowed the goblins to control him? What was happening?! Before he could actually think more in depth, he smelt something musky around in the air, thousands of times stronger than he could actually feel before. This prompted his body to act instinctively and had him walking down the hill, right onto the goblin village that awaited for him, right with Vidahl running behind him.