Nellielle2 - Goblin's Plaything by - 3D Adult Comic 85
pageshttps://k2s.cc/file/0dd5d1a659be5 As the grand finale of the goblin king's coronation ball, an enormous feast was held in the grand hall. The entire goblin kingdom was in attendance, from the lowest grunting worker to the most powerful warlords. The air was thick with excitement, laughter, and the intoxicating aroma of roasted meats and spices. The vast hall echoed with the clinking of goblets and the boisterous shouts of goblins enjoying themselves. In the center of the hall, a massive table had been set up, laden with enough food to feed an army. Obsidian goblets glittered in the flickering torchlight, filled with mead and other potent brews. The goblin king sat at the head of the table, his throne carved from black stone and adorned with shimmering gems. His huge form loomed over the gathering, a towering figure even among his own kind. Suddenly, a hush fell over the hall as the goblin king stood, signaling the beginning of the grand feast. With a look of triumph on his face, he raised his goblet high, and the hall erupted into cheers and applause. The feasting began, with goblins stuffing themselves on succulent roasted meats, sweet fruits, and rich pastries. Among the revelers was a youthful human woman, bound and gagged, her eyes wide with fear. She had been brought to the feast as the king's plaything for the evening. Her clothes had been removed, leaving her naked and vulnerable, and she was now being passed from one goblin to the next, each taking turns to grope and fondle her body. As she was brought before the king, he took great pleasure in running his calloused fingers over her skin, feeling her shudder in revulsion. He leaned down close to her ear and whispered, his hot breath causing her to tremble with fear. "You are going to enjoy this, human," he growled, his voice deep and menacing. "I am going to make sure of it." With that, he stood, signaling the beginning of the real entertainment. The band of goblin musicians struck up a lively tune, and the goblins began to dance and sing, their eyes fixated on the youthful woman. She was terrified, knowing what was about to happen, but there was nothing she could do. Slowly, the goblin king began to grow, his form expanding before her eyes. His muscles rippled and bulged, his height increasing as his massive frame grew wider and taller. Soon, he towered over the entire hall, dwarfing the other goblins, who looked up at him in awe. With a roar of triumph, the goblin king reached out and scooped up the trembling woman. She felt like a doll in his massive hand, her body dwarfed by his towering form. He lifted her high above the crowd, her eyes widening in terror as she saw the faces of the goblins below, their lecherous grins and hungry eyes fixed on her. "Behold!" the king shouted, his voice echoing through the hall. "Our new queen!" And with that, the goblins erupted into cheers, their tiny clawed hands reaching up to touch their new queen. Some climbed onto tables and benches to get a better view, while others simply groped her where they could, their hands squeezing and prodding at her flesh. The youthful woman screamed into her gag, but no sound emerged. She was helpless, trapped in the massive hand of the goblin king, who towered overhead, grinning down at her with tooth-filled glee. As the feast continued, the goblins grew bolder, pulling her this way and that, groping and fondling her at will. In the end, the youthful woman was left a broken, weeping mess, her body aching from a multitude of sins. The goblin king, satisfied with his entertainment, released her, and she collapsed onto the floor, sobbing uncontrollably. The feast ended, and the goblins filed out of the hall, leaving the youthful woman alone with her thoughts and her humiliation. She did not know what would become of her in this alien world, but she knew that she would never forget the horrors she had endured at the hands of the goblin king and his twisted subjects.
