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The forest raid happened under cover of darkness. Lily's tribe had been sleeping in their burrows when the human soldiers descended like iron rain. The screams of her sisters echoed through the trees as they were yanked from their homes, bound, and thrown into iron cages.

Lily's heart hammered against her ribs as the wagon lurched forward, carrying her and twenty other goblin women toward the imperial capital. The other captives huddled together, their small bodies pressed against the cold metal. She could smell the fear-sweat mixing with the stench of unwashed bodies.

Three days later, the wagon doors screeched open. The processing facility was a sterile nightmare of white walls and harsh lights. Lily's tribe was herded into a long room where human technicians waited with clinical efficiency.

"Strip," one barked.

Lily's fingers trembled as she removed her simple cloth wrappings. Naked and exposed, she stood with the others as they were lined up. The first goblin was dragged forward, screaming as her dark green hair was shorn off in clumps, leaving her scalp bare and ****.

Then came Lily's turn.

She was **** into a chair, head clamped firmly. The shears moved methodically through her hair, her eyebrows, even the small patch above her pussy. When it was done, she looked like a plucked chicken—all green skin, no covering.

Next came the "cleaning procedure." A thick, translucent slime was prepared on a syringe. Lily's eyes widened in horror as the technician **** her onto her stomach and pressed the nozzle against her tight asshole.

"Relax," the technician said flatly. "It's a parasite. It'll live in your rectum, digest waste before it forms, and keep you perpetually clean for your new owner."

The slime was injected slowly. Lily felt it squirming, spreading warmth deep inside her bowels. She gasped as the parasite burrowed into her intestinal walls, seeking purchase.

Finally came the "tightness rating." Lily was examined thoroughly—her pussy, her mouth, her throat, even her ears. Each orifice was measured, stretched slightly with tools, and assigned a grade from 1-10.

Her results: Pussy: 8/10 | Mouth: 7/10

Throat: 9/10 | Ass: 7/10

The technician stamped Lily's card and handed it to a supervisor. "Ready for auction prep."

The next room was worse. Lily was mounted on a platform while the auction handlers prepared her for display. They measured her height (3'8"), her weight (42 lbs), her skin tone (forest green, unblemished), and noted her "lesbian orientation" as a special feature.

Then came the demonstration. Lily was **** to stand on a small stage while handlers adjusted her position. "Show the crowd what you can do, girl."

Lily's hands were tied behind her back. She had **** but to comply.

She was made to dance—her small body moving to mechanical music, her bare ass swaying as she twerked on command. The handlers laughed as her green cheeks clapped together.

Then came the "compatibility test." A massive dildo—easily the size of a man's arm—was presented. Lily's eyes went wide.

"Open up," a handler commanded.

She was **** to her knees. The dildo was shoved into her mouth, stretching her throat as she was made to bob up and down. Tears streamed down her bald green cheeks as she gagged, but the handlers held her head firm.

"Deeper! Show them you can take it!"

When she was finally released, drool and saliva dripped from her chin. Before she could catch her breath, another dildo was pressed against her pussy. The handlers **** her to ride it, her small body bouncing as the thick shaft stretched her insides. Her belly bulged obscenely as they pumped it in and out of her, making her womb bulge with the fake cock.

The crowd of potential buyers applauded and jeered, shouting bids and comments.

Hours later, Lily was sold to a wealthy merchant named Lord Castellan for 5,000 gold pieces. His agent took possession of her immediately.

The processing for her new owner was... specialized. Lord Castellan had specific tastes.

Lily was brought to a private workshop where modifications were made. Her nipples were pierced and fitted with small bells that jingled with every movement. A ring was placed through her clitoral hood, making her constantly sensitive. Her ears were stretched with small plugs and adorned with elegant hoops.

Lord Castellan's workshop was filled with the hum of surgical tools and the scent of antiseptic. Lily stood on a raised platform, her small green body exposed and ****. The lord himself stood beside her, gesturing to a catalog on the wall.

"I want her transformed into something truly spectacular," he said to his personal surgeon. "Something that requires... assistance to move."

The surgeon nodded. "I understand, my lord. We can achieve that with tissue expansion and implant placement."

Lily's eyes widened in horror as she heard the plan. She tried to struggle, but the restraints held her firmly in place.

"This is a multi-stage process," the surgeon continued. "First, we'll expand her natural tissue to maximize blood flow and minimize scarring. Then we'll insert the implants. They'll be custom-fitted Z-cup prostheses—easily five times the size of her current breasts."

The procedure took hours. Lily screamed through the entire operation as her chest was stretched and reshaped. The surgeon worked with meticulous precision, inserting massive implants beneath her skin. When it was finished, Lily looked down at her new chest.

Her breasts were absolutely enormous—each one larger than her body, capped with dark green nipples that were now pierced with small silver rings. They hung heavily from her small frame, so massive that they swayed with her every breath. The weight was incredible, pulling at her shoulders and back.

When she tried to stand, the sheer mass of her new chest made it impossible to maintain balance. The breasts swung forward, throwing off her center of gravity.

"Perfect," Lord Castellan said with satisfaction. "She'll need to be carried everywhere."

Lily collapsed back onto the platform, her massive breasts bouncing heavily with the movement. Tears streamed down her bald green cheeks as she realized the truth: she could no longer walk unaided.

" You're going to need someone to carry you everywhere, aren't you?"

He gestured to a tall, muscular servant standing nearby. "This is Marcus. He'll be your... carrier. He's been trained for this."

Marcus stepped forward. He was a human male, at least six feet tall with broad shoulders.\

The fitting room was dimly lit, filled with racks of specialized clothing. A designer adjusted Lily's new "outfit" piece by piece.

First came the collar—a delicate silver band that fit around her neck, attached to a leash. Then the bodysuit: a tight black latex that hugged her curves, with special accommodations for her massive breasts. The suit had built-in cups that supported her enormous Z-cup implants, and strategic cutouts that exposed her pierced nipples and the bells that jingled with every breath.

Next came the accessories. Thigh-high stockings, held up by garters. A butt plug that fit snugly into her stretched asshole, keeping her positioned for her new owner's pleasure. A remote-controlled vibrator nestled inside her pussy, ready to be activated at will.

But the most revealing part was the suit's design around her chest. The latex stretched taut over her massive breasts, creating a shelf that made them jut forward even more prominently. Straps ran from the cups to her shoulders, distributing some of the weight but also emphasizing her helplessness.

Finally, a small ring gag was fitted into her mouth, preventing her from speaking clearly while still allowing her to breathe.

The designer stepped back. "Perfect. She's ready for her lord."

Marcus, the servant, was waiting outside with a cushioned carrying sling. He gently lifted Lily from the fitting stool. Her massive breasts swung heavily, and her body was so weighted with the latex and implants that she couldn't stand on her own.

"Easy," Marcus murmured, positioning the sling behind her back and under her arms. He carefully cradled her close to his chest, supporting her weight. The sling took most of the burden, but Lily could still feel how her new chest pressed against his body as he carried her.

He carried her through the manor's halls to Lord Castellan's private chambers. The lord was waiting, already nude and aroused.

"Lay her on the bed," he commanded.

Marcus deposited Lily gently on the massive four-poster bed. Her body bounced slightly, making her enormous breasts jiggle hypnotically. The bells in her nipples chimed with the movement.

Lord Castellan's eyes raked over her body with undisguised hunger. "Look at you," he breathed. "You're absolutely perfect."

He knelt between Lily's spread legs, his hands roaming over her latex-clad body. He cupped her massive breasts, feeling their weight and softness through the material. Lily's body was already trembling with anticipation and fear.

"Let's start with your mouth," Lord Castellan growled.

He **** his cock between her parted lips, the ring gag allowing him easy access. Lily's throat was already trained from the auction, and she took him deep, her tongue working along his shaft as he thrust into her mouth. Pre-cum leaked onto her tongue as she bobbed her head, her enormous breasts swaying with each movement.

"Good girl," he panted. "Now your pussy."

He positioned himself between her legs and plunged into her wet hole. Lily cried out around his cock in her mouth as he stretched her, the vibrator inside her pulsing with each thrust. Her pussy was tight and hot, gripping him like a vice.

Then came the main event. Lord Castellan wanted to use her ass—the hole that had been prepared for him during processing. He grabbed the butt plug and pulled it out, discarding it carelessly. He spat on her tight entrance and pressed his cock against it.

Lily screamed around his shaft in her mouth as he **** his way inside. The stretch was incredible, burning and full. Her small body was completely overwhelmed by his massive cock, filling her so completely that her belly bulged.

He began to fuck her ass with brutal ****, each thrust making her enormous breasts bounce and jiggle. The bells in her nipples chimed with every movement. The vibrator in her pussy buzzed frantically, pushing her toward the edge of consciousness.

"Take it all," Lord Castellan grunted, pounding into her ass. "You're mine now. Completely mine."

Lily's body was trembling, her senses overloaded with pleasure and pain. The combination of being fucked in both holes, her massive breasts swaying, the vibrations in her pussy—it was too much. Her vision began to blur at the edges.

Lord Castellan came with a roar, flooding her ass with his hot cum. The feeling of being completely filled pushed Lily over the edge. Her body went rigid, then began to convulse in a powerful orgasm that left her breathless and exhausted.