Unfavorably for Emily

(A/N: And that's the last of what I had fully planned! I've got the next chapter figured out, but beyond that I only have a rough idea of the full story. I'll probably be taking some time to work on that, so I hope this sexy scene is enough to satisfy you until then~

I'm quite happy with how it turned out, though I can tell my descriptive language isn't quite up to snuff with professional authors yet. Any advice or general story comments are welcome, and I'd love some suggestions for new scenarios, spells, and magical creatures to include!)

Emily squirmed in her bindings, trying to get free, to reach for her wand, but to no avail. She was simply too worn out, and the binds too expertly tied to get free before her trio of captors finished deliberating. Desperately clinging to hope, she could only wait for Gird to give his judgement. Her virginity was in the hands of a Goblin, a Goblin! How could she live knowing her first time was taken by these hairy food bandits!?

... It actually wasn't that big a deal, she would never admit it but she had a generous knowledge of sex from her "alone time reading," and wasn't particularly against Goblin dick or anything, plus Hobbi was definitely attractive, if anything she was more curious than ever. She was just really, really tired from her previous adventures that day. Almost twelve straight hours of action and excitement would wear anyone down, but Emily especially was still aching from all the physical activity she had to endure, a rarity for her as she usually just used magic to do anything physically strenuous. The out of nowhere physical strength exam to get into the academy still haunted her, though she somehow still got a B- on it in the end.

The goblins nodded at eachother and turned back towards her before telling her they had reached a decision, Gird clearly being the only one of them with an inside voice befitting of whispering. Their faces were oddly serious, and Emily hoped that was a sign of having calmed their lust, rather than having hidden it.

"Well, dear Emily, we realized Hobbi was right. Yer clearly worn out, exhausted even! And though we've no qualms with taking a lovely lass like yerself's virginity, we would feel awful if we didn't make it enjoyable for ye too..."

Emily breathed a sigh of relief, opening her mouth to thank the Goblins, before seeing Hobbi procure a small vial of pinkish-purple liquid. Its label was small, and hard to read in the dim, candle-lit mess hall, but the symbol on it was clear enough to indicate its purpose. On the bottle was a black and white depiction of an ornately drawn heart with a simple depiction of a male phallus stabbing through it, a moon symbol with an arrow pointing to a sun symbol beside it.

"So, I suggested we use this here stamina potion! Its specifically designed for long hours o' babymakin', though ye'll not need to worry yer little heart about the "baby" part. Us Western Goblins can't get any other species pregnant but usselves."

Hobbi approached Emily, beads of sweat forming on the latter's face. The shortstack walked with a sensual sway to her hips, followed by the other two, their dicks dangling down like third legs below them with full, hairy balls sloshing about behind their rapidly growing shafts.

On the one hand, Emily hadn't changed her mind about being open to sex with the attractive trio of Goblins, but on the other, she wasn't sure this would be a good first time experience. She would definitely enjoy it, that was for sure, but Emily couldn't help but feel that she might get addicted to such rough, all-nighter sex if she enjoyed it too much.

Hobbi and the others undid the bindings on her legs, giving her the offer to cooperate or take another whiff of the paralysis powder. She took the former option, climbing clumsily onto the table and laying flat on her back after they stripped her, such a common occurrence to Emily anymore that she only felt a little bit of shame, before they redid her ankle bindings, probably just for the kinky effect this time, as she clearly wasn't going anywhere. The two boys pulled out a bottle of lube from their sack and climbed onto the chairs to Emily's left, making sure she watched as they lathered up their throbbing, thick dicks. She followed their every stroke, every excited twitch of their members, unable to stop herself from growing warm in the face, as well as her own nether regions.

She did wonder though, why did they bring all of these potions and powders, nonetheless lube? It was almost as if they had done this before...

Shrugging off the though, she next set her eyes on Hobbi, who was eagerly mixing the stamina potion into four cups, one having a much higher dosage than the rest for Emily's larger size and higher level of fatigue. She hurried back over the the table, helping Emily sit up to drink.

"Here, I mixed the potion with some **** I found in the kitchen, it tastes horrid otherwise..." Hobbi explained, taking her own drink. She chugged the small glass, more like s mug to her, before approaching Emily.

She grabbed the back of the bound witch's head, making a cute "ahh!" sound prompting Emily to open wide, before slowly pouring the drink into her mouth and letting her swallow st her own pace. The wine hid the flavor well, but it still tasted like medicine. Such is the sacrifice of all-night, passionate, bed-breaking sex, she supposed.

Its effects were near immediate, as most potions are, Emily feeling her fatigue be washed away in mere moments. She felt great, good enough to make a dive for her wand, break her bonds, and escape. However, she also felt much more aroused than before, her remaining qualms with her captors' sexual advances all but gone as she eyed up the short, hairy men and woman before her.

It was Gird who took the first move, placing himself between Emily's thighs, and spreading them apart, a motion she readily allowed. Her pussy was already drenched, her excitement at her first time coming to a head. Oh fuck, this is actually it. My first real dick... And its a Goblin. She smiled to herself, a lewd and horny grin the erotic and slightly humorous nature of the situation prevailing over any doubt or regret.

It was a sensation unlike any other. Her tight folds had been split only by plastic and glass replicas of dicks up to this point, her fingers being the closest to the warm, electric feeling of a real penis entering her womanhood for the first time. She let out a whimper, glad Gird was going first as the smaller of the two, but she was still momentarily overwhelmed by his size, the girth of his dick matching that of her largest toys.

It took a moment to fully penetrate her pussy, but the first thrust was a pleasure unlike sny other. The warmth of a cock buried deep inside her for the very first time, a moan slipped between her lips, the noise seemingly spurring the others into action. Hobbi approached her right side, Dod opposite her. The began to masturbate, Hobbi groping for Emily's boobs as well as her own breast. Dod rudely smacked his dick across Emily's lips, giving her only one instruction: "Lick."

She did as she was told, opening her mouth and slowly lapping at the underside cock placed before her, its scent strong and lewd, its taste salty and sweaty, but she didn't care, all that was on her mind was to mate with and pleasure her captors.

Gird began to thrust again, having kindly paused after his full insertion to give Emily a moment to adjust. He started slow, Emily feeling her inner walls adjust and contort around his length as it slid easily in and out of her already soaked pussy, sending waves of pleasure upwards through her body. She felt his hairy balls press against her rear end, his crotch fuzz slightly more rough and springy than the rest of his hair. He placed his hands on both of her thighs, rubbing them and holding her hips in place with them as he thrusted. Occasionally Emily tried to thrust her hips back against him in response, but her inexperience and restrained posture prevented her from doing so very well.

A sudden pinch and pleasure on one of her nipples drew her attention back to Hobbi, who had bitten down lightly on Emily's excited teat and was now suckling it, Hobbi's left hand massaging the other breast, her right playing with her own miniature mound.

Dod adjusted his cock, positioning himself closer to her face. He grabbed her head, roughly turning it towards him, before stuffing his tip into her open mouth. Unable to complain and more than willing to comply, Emily slowly twirled her tongue around his tip, inexperienced but knowledgeable. She began bobbing her head the best she could, Dod scooting even closer to allow his dick to be taken further into her mouth.

All of it combined was overstimulating, her first time not just with Goblins, but a foursome no less. Her virgin sensitivity left her dazed and more aroused than she had ever been before. She felt herself growing ever nearer to climax, struggling to pace her own convulsions to allow the pleasure to continue a short while longer.

Gird picked up the pace, Emily letting out a pleasured moan in reply from around Dod's dick. Seemingly pleased with this form of feedback, Gird gripped her waist with one hand, pouding deeper into her while maintaining his pace. A volley of muffled grunts and moans escaped Emily's mouth, only for her to be shut up by Dod grabbing her face yet again and forcing his cock yet deeper into her mouth, hitting the back of her throat and gagging her slightly. In a moment of panic she thought he might keep it there, but he seemed to take the hint, and pulled back, Emily giving him a grateful swirl of her tongue around his cock head as thanks. He seemed to appreciate her loving, as he thrusted into her mouth again, this time being more careful.

The **** in her breasts ramped up also, Hobbi switching sides and biting down on her right nipple, hand placed firmly on her other breast as Hobbi's free hand drifted lower this time, playing with her fuzzy womanhood as she licked and nibbled at Emily's breasts.

The building, mind-numbing pleasure was all too much. Emily let out a satisfied moan around Dod's dick, before bucking her hips, cumming as Gird thrust into her again. Gird picked up his pace to help finish her off, ending on a final deep push that send her pleasure sky high. Hobbi panted heavily around her nipples also, her fingering taking precedent over toying with Emily's boobs. Dod pulled back from her mouth, creating a satisfying, wet pop as Emily parted her lips from his shaft, a final climactic moan escaping from her uncorked mouth.

Her spasms eventually calmed, Gird also pulling out without cumming. The trio gave her time to rest, recouping themselves. As she was coming down from her high, she saw Hobbi and Gird were visibly pent up, eager to start again, but Dod was still mostly unfazed. They cycled around her, Dod between her legs and Hobbi above her face, dripping her pussy juices onto her cheeks and lips, Emily licking up a small drop of the lewd liquid. Gird straddled Emily's torso, placing his dick between her breasts.

"Ready, sweetie? I'll not be givin' ye much air, so take a deeep breath 'fore I put ye under~" Hobbi said, her voice dripping with lust.

Before Emily had a chance to question what she meant, she inhaled on instinct as her face was pleasantly pressed against the table by a pair of hairy, plump thighs and asscheeks, her mouth aligned with the small bare patch around Hobbi's pussy. She gave it an experimental lick, Hobbi wiggling her bubble butt as thanks, providing a wonderful sensation across Emily's buried face.

Gird gripped her breasts tightly, thumbing over her nipples as he shoved his cock between Emily's warm masses. Dod also pushed inside of her, both hands on her hips as he roughly began fucking her with no regard for her pleasure, though she enjoyed his onslaught regardless of its roughness, moaning into Hobbi's plush ass.

She was just running out of air when Hobbi lifted from her face for a moment, Emily graciously gasping and breathing in the much needed oxygen, before it was once again replaced by Hobbi's womanly stench as she dropped down onto Emily again, her brain overridden by the scent and sensation of Hobbi's undercarriage. This time, Emily got to work, her tongue lapping eagerly at her folds.

Dod smacked her thigh, prompting a yelp from Emily, only for it to turn into a moan half way as he slid back inside her. The difference in size was far more noticeable between Gird and Dod than she first thought, his longer dick reaching placed Gird's couldn't dream of, her walls realigning eagerly to its new shape.

Thrusting, licking, Hobbi's ass pressing down and coming back up again, Gird squishing her breasts around his cock, dripping precum, all filled Emily's senses, nothing else mattered anymore. She was already approaching orgasm again, this time feeling the twitching and hearing the panting of all three of her partners. Soon enough, they reached the edge.

Hobbi came first, she had begun rubbing her own breasts once again, playing with her clit while Emily ate her out from below. She slammed down onto Emily one last time, soaking her lips and face, Emily eagerly drinking down her bitter juices before she lifted herself off of her, Hobbi kneeling down behind her head, panting. Dod was second, surprisingly. He gave one final thrust into Emily's pussy, the pleasure setting her off as well. Thick loads of cum burst from Dod's tip, soaking Emily's insides thoroughly as he pulled out, stroking himself for the last moments of his orgasm as he coated her thighs with white. Emily spasmed, moaning and arching her back in pleasure yet again, Dod and Hobbi enjoying the sight.

Gird was too busy to watch Emily's reaction as he finished last, his thick rod buried in her breasts, its tip sticking out the top and spraying her face with ropes of sticky cum, retracting it slowly through her breasts and filling the gap between them with his semen also. Finally pulling out, he shot out the last of his load towards Emily's face, a glob of cum landing right on her lips, which she eagerly licked up and gulped down. It was even worse tasting than Hobbi's juices, but she couldn't care less.

Coated in Goblin cum and her face and hair soaked, Emily lay there in bliss. Her first time had set a high bar, and introduced her to a world she wasn't so sure she could forget easily.

It took a moment for them all to calm down. The goblins, unashamed of their messy fur, covered in lewd liquids, wrapped their clothes back around their waists and climbed down from the table. Emily had a moment of panic, afraid they wouldn't let her go and she would be left to be found like this in the morning, but as she tested her binds she found them loosened, her wrists and ankles free. She still had a high sex drive, but she could see why the potion was meant for just two, as she read on the bottle, even with about a third of the vial dedicated to herself, she was already exhausted again after only two rounds of sex.

Climbing down from the tabletop herself, Emily grabbed her wand and approached the Goblins, who were packing the last of their stolen goods away.

Gird and Dod looked at her surprised, clearly being unaware that her binds were loosened, but Hobbi glanced up at her with a knowing smirk.

"Even if we untied ye fully, ye'd still have let us fuck ye, eh?" She asked, already knowing the answer.

"I-It was amazing. Er, I'm not sure if I should thank you, but..." An idea crossed her mind, a wide grin appearing on her face, "I do have one extra gift for you three~"

She pulled out her wand, and before the trio could react she cast a small curse on them. The Goblins felt themselves grow aroused again, the boys' dicks hardening.

"Oi, what tha hell d'ye think yer doin to us, ye little-" Dod was stopped mid sentence when Hobbi flicked him, "Ow! Watch it, Hob!"

"'Is the least we deserve for bein' rude to her an' tyin' her up. So, what sort of witches curse do we got placed on us now?" Hobbi asked.

"A rather simple one. Until I release the curse, or until next week if you're unlucky and I forget, you'll be almost three times as sensitive and far more easily turned on as usual, and you'll have a pretty high sex drive too, so you'll get to enjoy it plenty~ Its my way of thanking you for the stamina potion earlier, and for giving me such a lovely first time." She genuinely meant that last part. This curse was a difficult one to learn, and she only managed to get it to stick on the Goblins because of their naturally low resistance to magic.

The Goblins reacted with a mix of nervous laughter and dismay, Gird whispering something about not giving a witch her wand to Hobbi, who playfully shrugged and drew a finger along his dick, causing it to jolt and release a drip of precum, much to his surprise.

"We'll keep that in mind. C'mon, boys! Haul ass, we've got three lazy lumps and even more sacks of food to get back to camp!"

The two men unenthusiastically cheered, and they made their way out of the cafeteria through an open window, Hobbi waving and blowing a kiss to Emily as she turned away, the shortstack gasping lewdly as she felt the cold night wind against her extra sensitive private parts.

After thoroughly enjoying her cum-coated and messy state, Emily scrubbed herself clean and doused herself with water magic. The sticky, thick cum was resilient, but it came off eventually. She saved a vial of it from what had stayed in her pussy for potions, the semen of humanoid magical creatures being a prized and difficult to obtain ingredient for sexual potions and able to be made into potent aphrodisiacs, depending on the creature. Goblin semen wasn't as potent, but she heard it was one of the easiest to work with. She never thought she'd actually have the chance to, nonetheless a reason to.

She clothed herself and headed towards her dorm. It was almost getting light out, and her movements were even more sluggish than before. Figuring Kalylie's crew had already given up on her hours ago, she decided it would be safe to return to her dorm.

Rounding the stairs, stumbling through the door into her room and faceplanting onto her bed, she flicked the door shut with her wand and locked it, not even bothering to strip, she hung her hat on its stand and drifted slowly off to sleep, never having been as glad before that it was a Friday night. In her drowsy thoughts, she pondered what her life was becoming, and what more lewd and exciting adventures awaited her, briefly wondering if she really was some hyper-pervert, a masochistic, Goblin-dick-loving exhibitionist, or if she had just happened to enjoy the specific situations she found herself in, before entering a deep sleep, her dreams wet and lewd, a smile plastered on her sleeping face.

(Brief A/N: Who's your favorite of the Goblins we've met so far? I have the other three written out in my character lore document, so look forwards to the return of these lovable hairy pervs~)