Enter the tavern.

As soon as you step foot into the next room, you're greeted by the soft sounds of a lute plucking from seemingly all around you, and as the room slowly appears, the music grows to a more audible volume. You don't see anyone playing, but what does come into view is the sight of an empty tavern lit and warmed by a flickering fire to your right. Ahead is the counter by several stools. It's a comfortable interior, but you can't help but wonder what girl would choose such a place for an erotic escapade.

It's funny. When I first met Niki, the next place I went was inside a tavern too. I never expected that the girl who tried to trick me into buying from a place that banned her would end up being a hottie I'd slam multiple times since. Also, such a valuable ally.

A figure comes walking from behind the counter. You couldn't see her before, as she's incredibly short--moreso than Eva by a noticeable amount.

The first thing you see are her large set of ears, though very quickly after, your eyes move to another large pair. Every step she takes, her proportionately huge bust jiggles behind the tightly restraining top of her bar maid outfit. Frilly white fabric cup around her plump chest and upper arms, and below that is a dark brown corset. It leads into a cute brown skirt, and then tight white stockings up past her knees. Lastly, her feet are slipped into a set of black heels.

As a goblin, she has freckled green skin, sharp teeth, and striking red eyes. However, she's one that isn't simply a spawn of evil. In one way or another, she's been purified, though that doesn't mean she's pure. This punk gal has purple hair that runs down to the back of he neck, and the front bangs are styled off to one side. A few rings hang from holes pierced through her ears, though she isn't wearing her collection of rings and necklaces this time. She's garbed in a rather sexy medieval waitress outfit, and in both of her hands are frothing mugs of mead--some running down the sides of the hefty wooden containers as she walks. Her hips swing in a hypnotic rhythm as she marches confidently forwards. Stax is certainly not shy. Not only is she a captain of sorts to a menagerie of monsters that have pledged loyalty to you, but she's a total hottie despite her stature. In every way, she's as the experts would call a shortstack--small, wide hips, ample bust.

It's truly amazing to see her in such a cute outfit. You can't help but think about sliding it between those breasts, though you also can't help but wonder how sex with a goblin is meant to work.

"What are you lookin' at?" she breaks the silence.

You glance down at your naked body. "I could ask you that question too."

She grins wide. "I welcome you to the tavern, traveller. Can I get you something to drink?" Then she lifts the mugs up and tilts them inward, pouring the entire contents all over her outfit. She becomes drenched in mead--white parts of her outfit becoming gradually more translucent as it clings to her skin. It runs down and between her enormous cleavage, all over her torso, and along her legs to her feet. After a shudder, she whispers, "Oopsies".

You step forward. "Well now what do I order?"

She reaches up and quickly grabs your shaft between her fingers. "Me," she says. "And you better enjoy. I've got stuff I want to do today, but I thought I'd make time to give our glorious leader the quickie he deserves. I've always wanted to see what you're made of."

"In a tavern?"

"Don't pretend you don't want to stick it right between my titties right this second when I put this on." She points to the ground with her other hand. "Now get on the floor so I can mount you properly. And don't worry... Goblins are flexible."