A goblin woman

Turning your head, you see to your surprise a young goblin woman, her face flushed green as she holds herself up against the wall of what you presume is the other inn in town.

“We’re not giving you money, Leni.” Xana says firmly, looking at the unkempt goblin with a look of mild annoyance. You at least know the name of the goblin, now, but your mind still flashes to your mother warning you not to trust women like this. That thought gets you thinking about how your parents would react to all this, a thought which you quickly banish as unwelcome.

“Awwwww, come on XaXa, be a dear. I just need a couple coppers, that’s all.” Turning her attention, Leni’s eyes fall on you, almost glazing over as she takes you in.

“Hello?” you say, unsure of how to greet the diminutive woman.

“Hi to youse as ‘hic’ well” she slurs, “you didn’t tell us the visitor was this much of a stud, Xana.” Leni giggles, “I can see where you were coming from at the council.”

The piece of flattery towards you seems to lighten Xana’s mood towards the goblin, and you see her characteristic gentle smile return to her face. “Why thank you, Leni” she says warmly, “but I’m afraid we’re still not giving you money.”

“Ah well” comes a resigned sigh from the goblin. You think for a second she’s given up, but instead of walking away she scoots up closer to you, face just about level to your crotch.

“What about you ‘hic’, big guy” she says, in the practiced voice of a woman with experience. You have no idea where she got this experience, considering you are apparently the only male here, but you can confirm it’s working. Your cock tents in your pants.

“Ooooh, what’s this? A present, just for me?” Leni lets out an impish giggle, hand reaching up to slowly stroke you through your pants. Almost instinctively, you reach down to stroke her prominent ears, making her moan. “Ah, a man after my own heart” she giggles.

Dew, who’s remained silent on your arm until now, suddenly jumps into motion. “Alright, that’s enough” she says firmly, tugging on your arm, “we should go now, Alfred.” You pause in your tracks, your mind temporarily shut down as you’re caught between the young Drow and the Goblin.

Leni and Dew stare daggers at each other, sizing up each other. “But we’re just getting started here, aren’t we?” says the Goblin, looking at you with a sexy gaze. Her gaze takes on a predatory tone as she turns her attention to Dew, “you can join us girlie, if you really want to keep an eye on me.”

Dew seems conflicted, her eyes glancing between Leni and you. You certainly are liking the idea of going for drinks with her, so you give an easy nod in response to her inquiring look. Almost decided, she turns her attention to her mother, who just shrugs. “If you want to go, dear, I can’t stop you. Just don’t get too drunk, it would reflect badly on your character.”

Dew jumps at Xana’s tepid endorsement of her idea, marching up between you. “Alright” she declares, “you can tag along with us, Leni.” With that, she grabs you by the right arm and locks her elbow under yours, trying to keep the goblin off. Unfortunately for her, it doesn’t work, as Leni almost immediately reaches up to grab your left arm.

Xana walks up to the three of you, giving Dew a parting kiss on the cheek and you a passionate, lustful version of the same, before parting. She gives you a sympathetic look as she leaves.

The two women basically frog-march you into the tavern, an unmissable air of hostility between the two of them as your brain curses your dick for having gotten you into this awkward situation.