You give up without a fight

The sight of the goblin charging at you fills you with a strange sense of resignation. You feel certain that you could best the screeching beastie, but you have no heart for it. Instead of preparing to meet the creature's charge you raise both hands and sink to your knees in the sand.

"I give up," you say, loudly enough to be heard even by the students watching from the gallery. A gasp goes up and the goblin stops in its tracks.

"What's this?" says the announcer in disbelief. "Our volunteer has given up without a fight on the very first opponent. Not very sporting. But we can still watch and learn as our winner by forfeit, the cave goblin, enjoys his victory."

A smile spreads across the little simpleton's face as he hears the announcer. He struts up to you, looking you over, obviously thinking about what he is going to do with you now that you are passively kneeling. You offer no resistance, looking slightly down at his feet and skinny legs as he circles you.

Finally, he reaches out and grabs the pull of your zipper, sliding it all the way down to your fuzzy bush. With a clawed finger he unsnaps your collar and fully exposes your huge, milk-filled tits, veins showing on the sides, your fat nipples swollen and red from daily milking.

His beady little eyes light up at the sight of your generous titflesh and he falls upon them, face first, grabbing two handfuls and smothering himself in your mam meat. His mouth latches onto a tit and he sucks, moaning when he is rewarded with a hot gush of milk. He gulps your creamy milk, sucking greedily, and tugs at your other nipple, producing wild sprays of milk from your swollen tit.

Once one breast has been sucked and amply molested, the goblin moves to the other, draining your milk like a hungry child, lapping at the last drops from your nipple with his tongue. He stands up, grabs your tits from the sides, and mashes them together. He unceremoniously jabs the gray-purple thumb of his cockmeat into your cleavage. It's dripping precum and is so hot it feels like a sausage link straight from the skillet as he pushes it into your soft titflesh. The goblin gasps and moans and humps away at your breasts, all that precum lubing his way and making it easy for him to piston his cock in and out of your cleavage.

"Aaaaiiii take it human!" he cries, and spurts his hot seed into your tightly packed titflesh. You feel his cock jerking and pumping his seed between your breasts. it oozes down and out of your cleavage, down your belly and to your pubic hair. The goblin's thrusts slow and he finally, breathlessly, extracts his wilting cock from your cleavage.

He's not done with you yet. He grabs your head and directs you to his crotch, pushing your head down, making you lick off the cum and begin sucking. To the audience's surprise you are soon willingly bobbing your lips on the cave goblin's fuck knob. You hollow your cheeks and fondle his balls, sucking hard as you bob up and down.

The cave goblin keeps your hair from your face and watches intently as you suck him to completion. A tacky flood of hot cum shoots out after only a few minutes, coating your tongue and flowing steadily down your throat as you gamely keep sucking. When he is finally satisfied he lets you up for air. You smile weakly and wipe the cum from your lips.

"Normally our volunteers are not so willing to work with their foes," says the announcer. "I think it's time we separate these two. They're having too much fun."

Orderlies do exactly that, dragging the goblin and you out of the chamber as the audience heckles you both. Miss Swift has a very cross expression on her face.

"Really?" she says with scorn. "No fight in you at all. You'll have a happy home in the breeding program. You'll be pleased to know your friend is now in charge. Say hello to Winny for me when she is mating you with your first monster."

You are dragged back to the enclosure and thrust inside with the goblin's cum still sticky on your tits and salty in your mouth.