No

"No, it's fine. I'm going trying to go au natural" Abby said.

"Smart choice!" The goblin squealed. "All the men go wild for hairy girls."

As if to prove what was said, the other goblin girl went away from Abby to two young minotaur bulls that had gone fishing in the stream. That goblin lifted her arms behind her head to display her hairy armpits, as a signal to make love or a magic spell, both minotaurs picked up the goblin and carried her into a hut. Enthusiastic yesses from the goblin and grunts from the minotaur were heard.

Abby was in shock after hearing the nasty double teaming the little green goblin got. "Oh, I just remember. King want to speak with Priestess!" The other goblin who remained said. "He is in his hut on the far edge of the village, please talk with him."

Abby walked up a hill to find a lonely large communal hut. As she entered the courtyard she found a hearth fire. The hut stood on a cliff overlooking the rest of the island, a vista of the sea was available.

She heard the roar of the ocean from here, mist rising from the jungle along with tropical birds flew by in this vista. "So you're the foreigner my clan told me about." A deep baritone voice spoke behind her. There stood a tall man with a gut, his skin brown as the mud of the hut. "I am King Zamir."

Abby introduced herself, "Priestess of Miasa, at your service." Here she noticed that the King looked fully human.

"Well Abby I hope this diety of yours can help." Zamir sat down on a wooden chair and motioned Abby to sit next to him. In a smooth coconut cup, Zamir poured her a drink. "Decades ago, invaders came to our island in order to enslave the minotaurs. I rose up to stand against them, but they had put a curse on me..."

Abby drank the sweet coconut wine that had pieces of banana cut into it too. Maybe it was the ****, but she couldn't help but notice how handsome Zamir was, his golden septum piercing made him look more masculine. "In the past our people's unity and numbers helped us win the wars against the human kingdoms. But the last generation of minotaurs are gone or have died in the old battles; I'm one of the few left."