Lowly Princess

We the elf race have always been considered inferior by other races, especially humans and goblins. Guess this night wasn't my lucky day after all, when i was camping with several guard soldiers and we were surrounded by a group of goblins. They were vile creatures, green and short, with an unpleasant odor that made my stomach turn. Their beady eyes gleamed with a mix of malice and lust as they looked at me, the only female in the group.

"Look what we have here, lads!" The goblin leader cackled as he stepped forward, his teeth yellow and sharp. "A fine piece of elf meat."

"Take your hands off me, you disgusting creature!" I spat at him, but my struggles were futile. The goblins were surprisingly strong, and they had me pinned down before I could even draw my sword.

"Don't worry, my sweet," the leader leered. "You're going to be the star of our little show tonight."

The other goblins jeered and cheered as they stripped me of my armor and clothes. I was left in nothing but my underwear, my ample breasts and curvy ass on full display. Despite the cold night air, I felt a hot flush of humiliation spread across my body.

The leader grabbed a fistful of my long, blonde hair and yanked me to my feet. "You're going to pay for your insolence," he growled, "in the most delightful way."

He pushed me towards a large wooden table, and the other goblins held me down, spreading my legs apart. The leader began to stroke my thighs, his clawed hands leaving trails of coldness against my skin. I squirmed and kicked, but their grip was too firm.

"Please," I whispered, tears welling up in my eyes. "Please don't do this."

But the goblins only laughed, their eyes gleaming with excitement. The leader leaned in and licked my ear, his hot, rancid breath making me shiver.

"You're going to love this," he whispered. "You're going to beg for more."

And then he was inside me, his thick, goblin cock stretching me wider than I ever thought possible. I screamed in pain and disgust as he began to thrust, his hips smacking against my ass with each movement. The other goblins watched, their cocks in their hands as they stroked themselves in anticipation.

The pain was unbearable, but as the leader fucked me, something strange began to happen. My body started to respond, my pussy growing wet and my clit swelling with need. It was as if the very act of being taken by this creature was awakening something primal within me.

I bit my lip to keep from moaning as the leader's cock hit that sweet spot deep inside me. His strokes grew faster, his grunts louder. I could feel his hot seed building, ready to fill me up. And as much as I hated to admit it, I was close too.

"Fuck me harder!" I found myself crying out. "Please, please, I'm going to cum!"

The goblin chuckled and complied, his thrusts becoming more frantic. I could feel my orgasm building, my entire body tensing as I approached the edge. And then, just as I was about to come, he pulled out and spurted his load all over my stomach and breasts.

The other goblins cheered, and the next one stepped forward, his cock already rock hard. He was smaller than the leader, but no less eager. He climbed onto the table and positioned himself between my legs.

"My turn," he growled, pushing his cock inside me.

I was so wet that he slid in easily, and he began to fuck me with the same enthusiasm as the first. I moaned and arched my back, my large breasts bouncing with every thrust. He played with my nipples, twisting and pinching them until I was whimpering with pleasure.

This went on for what felt like hours, each goblin taking his turn, filling me up and then pulling out to cover me in their cum. I lost track of how many there were, how many times I came, how many times I was filled. All I knew was that my body was on fire with need, and no matter how much they took from me, I wanted more.

And then, just when I thought I couldn't take it anymore, the leader came back. "You've been a good sport," he said, stroking my cheek. "But now it's time for the grand finale."

He shoved himself back inside me, his cock thick and pulsing with the need to claim me. He fucked me harder and faster than anyone else, and when he was ready to cum, he didn't pull out. Instead, he thrust deep and held himself there, his warm seed spilling into my womb.

The feeling of being filled by his cum was like nothing I had ever experienced before. It was as if I was being marked, claimed as property of the goblin clan. And as much as I hated it, I loved it too.

The other goblins followed suit, each one filling me up until I was leaking with their cum. When the last one was done, they all stepped back and admired their handiwork. I lay there, panting and trembling, my body covered in their seed.

"You're going to have our babies," the leader said, his voice thick with lust. "And when they're born, they'll be the strongest goblins ever seen."

I looked up at him, horrified at the thought. But deep down, I knew it was true. My body was made for this, to be used and bred by these monsters. And as the reality of my situation set in, I felt a strange mix of fear and excitement.

The goblins took turns fucking me that night, each one depositing their seed inside me. By the time the first light of dawn broke over the horizon, I was exhausted and sore, but still aching for more. They had claimed me, body and soul, and I knew that I would never be the same again.

Days turned into weeks, and weeks into months. I was kept as a breeding **** for the goblin clan, my body used and abused until I could barely walk. But every time one of them filled me up, I felt a spark of something deep within me. A need that only they could satisfy.

I began to crave their touch, their rough hands and their thick cocks. And when the first signs of pregnancy began to show, I couldn't help but feel a twisted sense of pride.

As my belly grew, the goblins took even more pleasure in fucking me. They would slap my ass and tug on my nipples, their grunts and moans echoing through the cavern. I was their queen, their goddess of fertility. And when the time came for me to give birth, they gathered around, eager to see the new life I would bring into their world.

The labor was long and painful, but in the end, I pushed out a squalling, green-skinned baby with the leader's beady eyes and my blonde hair. The clan erupted into cheers, and the leader picked up the child, holding it high above his head.

"This is our future," he declared. "A new generation of goblins, born of elf royalty!"

And as I lay there, exhausted and covered in blood and cum, I realized that I had found a new home. A place where I was truly needed, truly desired. And for the first time in my life, I felt truly alive.