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The Goblin and her Suitor
By: Lyrissa
"You're Mynxie's three o' clock are you?" said the bored-looking blood
elf woman, playing with the thong keeping her dress up. "Okay, taking
you in."
The redheaded blood elf woman rose from behind the desk, giving the
customer a nice view of her pale back as she turned to get the right key
from the cabinet behind her. She was willowy and beautiful, but he was
there for something quite different this day. The blood elf for her part
didn't seem interested in him at all. She cast a furtive glance over her
shoulder at him before beckoning him to follow her down the corridor of
the brothel.
"Nice to be back," he said casually. "Looks like you're doing good
business."
"War is always good for business," the lady said with a little shrug.
The guest couldn't blame the blood elf for not paying much attention to
him. He stood a good head taller than her and was much broader, with a
tough-looking body and stern face framed by closely cropped raven black
hair. He was dressed in a casual outfit like a workman, but anyone
studying his hands and muscles closer would notice a number of scars
that did not come from simple work accidents. He also moved with a
smooth, dangerous fluidity that believed his common mode of dress and
dirty looks. The blood elf didn't pay any attention to any of that,
however, and for that he was thankful. He'd hate to have any
complications on his mission.
"Over here. But you probably remember if you visited Mynxie before,"
said the elven lady with a bored tone, gesturing towards a short side
corridor ending in a wooden door. "You have an hour, don't be tardy."
He gave her a charming grin and did a little mock bow, which only made
her wrinkle her nose in disgust and turn to walk off back to her desk.
The human took a quick sniff of his dirty brown tunic and recoiled from
the rancid stench. A wide grin spread across his lips. So far not a
single person in the seedy port town of Gadgetzan had taken notice of
him except as yet another in a wave of hopeful workers. He walked down
the short stretch of corridor and knocked firmly on the door. After a
few moments he heard a muffled scrambling noise from and someone padded
up to the other side of the door.
"Who is it?" came a feminine voice from inside.
"Oh my lovely Mynxie, it's me, Jon. Would you please let me in? Your
handmaiden said I had the pleasure of your company for an hour, and I
don't want any of it to go to waste."
There was a brief silence on the other side of the door, then there was
the noise of a bolt being slid to the side and a lock being turned, and
the door opened inwards to reveal a small bedroom decorated largely in
red drapes and cushions, with a large bed dominating it and a small
closet beyond. The room had no windows and was heavy with the smell of
very feminine perfume. Staring up at the guest from the side of the door
was a goblin female who only reached about up to his groin. She glared
angrily at him as she shooed him inside and closed and locked the door
behind him.
"Seriously, what was that about? Bad acting like that will ruin this
op," she growled at him in her broad Kezan accent.
The man calling himself Jon chuckled and ran one gloved hand along his
clean-shaven chin as he studied his companion for the afternoon. She had
rich green skin and her generous proportions would likely make her very
appealing for those who had that proclivity. She was dressed only in a
red dress with a heart-shaped tummy cutout that clung extremely tightly
to her curves and her hair was a reddish-brown that matched the outfit
and the decor of the room well. She had a relatively soft face for a
goblin, though she still had a strong nose and the requisite tapering
ears. Her face was still locked in an unhappy frown that made the guest
chuckle.
"I acted like a dirty carpenter fresh off the cheapest boat from the
Eastern Kingdoms available right up until I knocked on your door, don't
worry," he said between chuckles. "It's been boring, hot and incredibly
smelly, and I needed a bit of fun. How are you holding up, Mynxie?"
The goblin shrugged and walked over to the large bed, jumping up onto it
and crossing her legs elegantly, giving him a mysterious grin.
"Everything's under control here. I'm actually pretty popular with some
parts of the clientele, even if the human and elf girls get most of the
action."
"Oh you're making money as well? Well I guess the operation is going to
be a success in more ways than one then," the guest said with a grin.
"Any problems?"
She shook her head, picking at one well-manicured nail. "Nothing. Nobody
suspects a thing. Not to be blunt or anything, but could you take off
your clothes? You stink, and not even in a sexy way."
The man's eyes widened in mock indignation. "That's very rude! How are
you expecting to get my hard-earned gold this way, lady?"
Mynxie just rolled her eyes and sighed, waving with one hand towards her
guest. "Just take it all off, willya? Let's just get started on this."
"Not one for foreplay this time, huh?" he said. "Alright, let's get down
and dirty then."
The man hummed a tune under his breath as he began slipping out of his
dirty clothes, slowly shedding them and discarding them into a pile on
the floor. Mynxie the goblin watched with a disinterested look as he
bared his broad, dark-haired chest and well-muscled arms, and yawned a
little as he kicked off his boots and tugged down his pants to unveil a
pair of muscular legs. Even when he dropped his shorts to reveal a long,
rigid shaft his goblin hostess showed nothing but a bored expression.
'Jon' posed a little for her, flexing his arms and turning around to
give her a look of his scarred back.
"Give it a break. I've seen you naked before, and I've seen guys a lot
hotter than you," the goblin said.
The guest feigned a childish pout. "Well then, milady, perhaps you'd
deign to getting naked as well so we can get going?"
Mynxie jumped off the bed and slipped out of her dress with a few simple
movements. She had clearly done that enough times to be able to do it
without even thinking, and the human couldn't help but eye her beautiful
breasts, each tipped by a stiff dark green nipple. She ignored his
lecherous ogling and instead walked over to sit down on a small bench
where she spread her legs very wide, showing off her puffy sex. With a
confident grin he walked closer and sat down in a chair as the goblin
woman began rubbing herself. She tweaked her nipple and one of her hands
began moving down between her thighs.
"You don't mind if I watch, do you? I mean I am paying for this."
She gave him a neutral grunt and continued slipping two wide fingers
into her slit, quickly finding the right spot to start rubbing. Leaning
back on her other hand, the goblin's eyes rolled up into her skull as
she moaned in pleasure. She stimulated herself feverishly, moaning and
panting as her breathing became rapid. Her guest watched with a content
smile, having grabbed his manhood so he could pleasure himself to the
sight. She grunted various incomprehensible phrases under her breath,
and occasionally it sounded like her voice was rapidly changing tone and
pitch, maybe even language. As she neared climax, the goblin shoved her
fingers deeper into her moist femininity, plunging past the labial lips
to rummage around inside. The man's smile widened into a grin as he
heard a muffled, wet zzzzzt noise, and then Mynxie withdrew her hand
with a wet plop. As she withdrew her soiled fingers, 'Jon' saw that
suddenly the goblin's womanhood was no longer empty.
There were a few tufts of brown hair peeking out between the goblin
girl's lower lips, and as her guest watched something large pushed
forward out of her. A scalp covered with hair matted by various fluids
emerged, followed by a human head which poked out improbably between
Mynxie's legs. The goblin kept pushing and squeezing, and suddenly a
pair of shoulders and arms forced their way out of her warm insides, and
the person emerging took hold of the edge of the floor to pull himself
out. His lean body was deeply tanned and muscular and glistening with
the goblin's fluids, and he panted heavily as he tugged himself out of
her inch by inch. Mynxie was howling in passion at that point, her eyes
fully closed and both hands gripping the back of the bench to avoid
falling. As the human impossibly emerged from within her she seemed to
stretch out utterly painlessly.
"Oh yeah, that always looks so weird," said the customer with a grin and
let go of his member to stand up and walk over to help the other man.
As the other man started emerging from the goblin girl's slit, it
quickly became obvious that there was no real way for him to have been
inside Mynxie. His upper body alone was as big as hers, and yet the
goblin seemed to lose no substance as he exited. Rather than collapse
into an empty shell she kept panting and groaning, pumping her groin to
get the man out. Between the three of them they eventually managed to
pull the brown-haired man's legs and feet fully out of Mynxie's wet
snatch, and the man stood up shivering slightly, looking up at 'Jon' and
giving him a weak grin.
"Oh, hello. It's about time I get relieved," he said in a hoarse voice,
coughing a little and wiping some thick residue from his hair. He turned
back to the goblin who was still lost in ecstatic reverie. "Are you guys
still okay in there?"
Mynxie simply nodded, too out of breath to formulate a coherent reply.
"I trust everything has been alright on your tour? Got some exciting new
experiences?" the black-haired man said teasingly as his younger
colleague slowly regained his bearings.
"Quite so," said the brown-haired youth, casting a glance back at Mynxie
who still sat with her legs spread, panting slightly. "I've got a ton of
sensitive information to bring back to HQ. Everything's been arranged?"
The older man nodded. "Everything's clear. The elf at the front desk
barely even looked at my face, so with a bit of black dye in your hair
and my clothes she won't cast a second glance at you."
The sandy-haired man nodded with a smile and ambled over to pick a towel
off a hanger and start to wipe himself clean. He cast a glance over at
the stinky pile of clothes that the black-haired man had discarded, and
wrinkled his nose. The other man just shrugged and grinned, leaning down
to study Mynxie's wet snatch.
"Well rookie, it's been fun, but if I'm going to fill in for you I'd
better get to i-"
Suddenly all three of them were startled by a fervent knock on the door,
followed by a hoarse voice. "Mynxie! Inspection! Three orcs, can't
distract them much longer!"
The two humans and the goblin froze, sharing worried looks. All the
color from orgasm seemed to have drained from Mynxie's face, leaving it
an ashen green tone, and the younger of the two men seemed equally
worried.
"Closet?" the older asked rapidly, running over to scope up the clothes
and toss them at the younger man.
"Not big enough for two, and they'll look in there!" the goblin said.
"Why are they inspecting now...? The owner of the brothel bribes them to
stay out. Unless..."
She eyed the black-haired man, who simply shrugged. "I wasn't followed."
"It doesn't matter. There's only one way. You have to get inside me as
fast as you can, then the rookie and me handle this. You were going in
anyway, hurry!"
The man calling himself 'Jon' nodded and dove down to the floor. The
three of them could already hear heavy boot steps in the corridor
outside, followed by a muffled feminine voice shouting loudly.
Presumably someone was still trying to cover for Mynxie. The black-
haired man didn't hesitate any longer and just rammed his large head
straight into the goblin's slit, pushing in with both hands. The sandy-
haired younger man rushed over to help, and together they managed to
push the larger human in fully to the neck. The next part was the
roughest, as the man's shoulders took a significant amount of effort to
work inside. Mynxie looked incredibly strained by this, but somehow they
managed to clear her vaginal lips and the man's body vanished impossibly
into her depths.
"Mistress Mynxie? Inspection!" came a deep, guttural voice through the
door.
"J-just a min..." Mynxie whispered, motioning wildly for the younger man
to continue.
With an immense effort he managed to push the larger human's torso and
arm deep into the goblin lady's slit, where they vanished with a wet
schlorp. The man's legs, buttocks and erect manhood were still stuck
outside like the body of an animal with its head stuck in a bottleneck.
The younger man took hold of the kicking feet and nodded for Mynxie to
support herself against the wall, then he pushed in as hard as he could,
feeling his body strain at the exertion. The large manhood and firm
buttocks slipped in even as there was an angry knock on the door.
"W-wait a..." the goblin tried, but the knocking changed into someone
grabbing the handle and tearing at it.
With a final push the young man managed to slip the feet of his
colleague into the goblin's waiting slit, and she quickly reached down
inside herself to close the concealed seam, then nodded at the bed. The
young man jumped into it and she followed on unsteady legs, dazed from
the double pleasure. She climbed in and with some effort climbed on top
of the young man, impaling herself on his manhood and nodded at him to
start going. Still somewhat numb from having so recently exited the
goblin himself, the young man started pumping up and down as Mynxie
rubbed her large, juice-soaked hands across his chest. He grunted,
feeling himself getting rock hard inside her, and reached up to grab one
of her breasts, slightly tugging and twisting one of her stiff nipples.
She grunted and pushed back against his thrusts even as the door to the
room started violently shaking under the impact of a large body.
"Make it look convincing, rookie. Our lives depend on it!"
The young man kept pushing deeper into her already sore slit, and she
moaned loudly as their act grew more convincing. He was already so
tensely wound that every teasing touch from her felt like an electric
shock through his body, and he feared he was about to cum already when
there was a deafening crash. The door to the room was violently pushed
open and an orc man as wide as the door entered. He was dressed in the
savage armor of an orc grunt and held a large battleaxe in one hand.
Behind him were two more orc men dressed in similar outfits. Mynxie
stared at them and let out a scream which startled her partner.
"What the Fel are you doing? Can't you see I'm with a customer!" she
shrieked, pulling herself free of the young man's member and wrapping
herself half-heartedly in the bedsheets.
The lead grunt stared at the couple without reacting much to their
intimate situation, but his two subordinates were exchanging grins and
elbowing each other.
"The warchief has ordered a surprise inspection," the lead orc growled.
"We believe there might be Alliance spies hiding in this brothel and one
of our informants told us a human was here."
"Alliance spies?" Mynxie said with indignation, slipping down to the
floor and pulling the sheets with her. "Gadgetzan is a neutral town! You
have no authority, mayor Noggenfogger does!"
The orc chuffed. "For how long, goblin? Soon our armies will incorporate
this place into the mighty Horde empire. All of Kalimdor will be ours,
and traitors will not be tolerated."
The young human had slipped out of the bed, keeping it between himself
and the orcs. He was suddenly very aware of the lack of alternate escape
routes from the room, and if the three grunts came at him he would be
dead before he could get to the door behind them. He was weighing his
chances at diving for the concealed weapons hidden in Mynxie's closet,
but they were half the room away and the orcs would reach it at the same
time. He desperately looked around for any improvised weapon to defend
himself and found nothing other than an old candlestick that he
remembered not to be very heavy from his time in Mynxie.
The goblin for her part seemed actually emboldened by the intrusion. She
pulled herself up to her full height and puffed her chest out as she
walked towards the three orcs, jabbing her finger accusingly. "You think
you can just bully your way through life, huh? Well lemme tell ya
something, you big lugs! Gadgetzan won't bend over backwards to your
thuggery! You're going to let my customer here go, and you're going to
leave my room and not bother me again. Understand?"
The lead orc smirked wide, his large tusks poking into his cheeks. "Is
that so?"
One of the other grunts gently tapped his shoulder. "Uh, captain, maybe
she has a point? We don't have control of this place yet, and we're
pretty far from reinforcements. Do we really want to start any trouble?"
The captain quirked a bushy black eyebrow at his subordinate. "Are you
an orc or a coward, Thark?"
The two exchanged icy stares and the tension between the two orcs was
suddenly higher than that between the orcs and the human, but inevitably
Thark backed down and nodded. "Yes sir."
The young human thought that the orc grunt called Thark behaved a bit
strangely, and there was something in the back of his mind that was
trying to fight its way back to the surface, as if there was something
he had known but forgotten. Taking advantage of the tension between the
orcs, Mynxie jumped in between them, smiling up at them and even letting
one of her soiled hands stroke the groin plate of the captain's armor.
"Relax boys, we're all friends here, aren't we? How about I give you
lads a little bribe and we'll forget this ever happened, if we can't
just part as friend?"
The change in the goblin's demeanor was very sharp, but the young man
caught a cunning gleam in the goblin's eyes and suddenly had a feeling
she had formulated a plan. She walked over to a small cupboard by the
wall near the closet and pulled out a large crystal bottle filled with a
seething crimson liquid. Mynxie pulled the stopper, and a few faint
sparks dissipated upwards into the air as a heady smell spread across
the small room. She carefully poured three large glasses full of the
drink and walked over to hand the orcs one each.
"Finest mana wine imported from Suramar that money can buy. Just that
one glass costs as much as you boys earn in a month of risking your
necks," she said with a wide grin.
One of the grunts lifted the glass towards his lips with a wide grin,
but the captain motioned for him to stop. He handed his axe to Thark and
walked over towards where the young man was pushed up against the back
wall. Reaching out, the captain offered him the glass of wine with a
severe expression.
"He drinks first. If it's poison or bad magic, then your friend gets it
first," the orc said and grinned back at Mynxie.
She eyed the human and he thought he saw a flicker of reassurance in her
eyes, so he lifted the glass to his dry lips and downed several large
gulps of the crimson liquid. It poured down his throat like a river of
hot, tingly water, and the thick fruity aromatic of the wine permeated
his nostrils and throat. He let out a small burp which sent several tiny
sparkles flying into the air, and then finished the glass off. The orcs
all stared at him as if he could explode or turn into a chicken at any
moment, but after a breathless minute nothing whatsoever had happened.
"That was great, can I have more?" the young man asked Mynxie, but the
orc captain took the glass from his hand and went over to refill it from
the bottle himself.
"Alright, I guess you're on the level. Bottom's up, boys, we're not
taking these two in on an empty stomach."
"What? That wasn't the deal!" Mynxie screamed.
"I never agreed to a deal," the captain said as the three orcs downed
their wine in a few big gulps, licking their lips. "You and this human
have some questions to answer."
"Is that so?" Mynxie said deviously. "I figured you'd want to ask Thark
some questions first."
The captain quirked an eyebrow at her, and then turned back to his
subordinate.
And then froze with a horrified stare.
Thark was changing, his massive green muscles deflating and becoming
empty, sagging folds of rubbery flesh. His craggy face with its dark red
Mohawk was collapsing into an empty mask and his fingers dropped from
his now-floppy hands. The orc tried to speak but his voice cracked and
was suddenly much higher pitched even as his harness slid off his body
and onto the floor with a thud. The other two orcs gaped and backed away
as Thark's body sloughed off something much smaller, finally peeling
open in the rear due to its own weight and falling forward. Standing in
the collapsing pile of the orc's skin was an athletic young human woman
with her long brown hair in a ponytail and a horrified expression on her
face, and she quickly tried to cover her nudity with her hands.
"What the-" the captain began.
But he never had a chance to finish his scream of surprise as it quickly
turned into a scream of pain. Mynxie had taken advantage of his utter
shock and pulled a long-bladed dagger from beneath her bed and buried it
to the hilt in the orc captain's midriff. He collapsed forward to the
floor even as the young man and Mynxie both rushed the final orc,
bringing him down between the two of them before he could even lift his
axe. The goblin knocked the orc out cold with a blow from the handle of
his own axe and then got to her feet, wiping her hands.
"There, that's dealt with," she said nonchalantly.
The young man eyed the goblin, then the dead orc, then the unconscious
orc, and then the young woman standing in the skinsuit pile that had
been Thark.
"How did you know?" the woman yelped, blushing profusely.
Mynxie shrugged. "Dear, one of the people inside me knows a lot of names
and identities used by our agents in Kalimdor, and it so happened that
he remembered yours. Nath Thomson, meet lieutenant Rebecca Steel, SI:7.
She's in deep cover in the Horde military."
Nath gave the woman a quick bow, trying to hide his erection with both
hands and failing. She returned his greeting with a nod, but still
seemed entirely flustered.
"What was in that wine? It had no effect on anyone else?" she asked.
"Specially made to reveal people using skinsuits. I was really hoping
that your captain didn't force me to drink it, or things would have
gotten extremely messy in here," Mynxie said with a casual grin. "It
will wear off in a few minutes and then you can put Thark back on. We'll
have to get rid of the captain, though, and the other guy will have to
be shipped out as a prisoner so he doesn't talk. Thark can go back to
his unit telling of the desert ambush he barely survived but his
comrades didn't, and Nath can go back to Stormwind for his long-due
report."
"What about you?" Nath asked. "Do you think you'll be in trouble?"
The goblin shrugged. "I've dealt with worse, rookie. The other girls
will cover for me and there will be no evidence the three orcs were ever
here. This is a good place to be posted as a permanent undercover agent.
Besides, everyone inside me is resourceful enough that I can escape if
absolutely necessary. Don't worry about me, sweeties!"
Rebecca nodded, pulling the orc suit up a little to conceal her own
naked body. Nath had already started to get dressed in 'Jon's' filthy
workman's outfit and had calmed down a bit after the quick series of
shocks.
"That was really quick thinking of you, Mynxie. And really lucky for
us," he said with a relieved smile.
"That's why they call this military intelligence, dear," Mynxie said.
The other two couldn't help but laugh.
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