Chapter 211: Goblin Cave (6)
Chapter 211: Goblin Cave (6)
“Hic, huu...♡”
Trickle... drip, drop...
Even after my bladder was completely empty, I stayed there for a long while as the last few droplets fell before finally collapsing back onto all fours.
I tried my best not to lift my head. I mean, it was embarrassing. It wasn't just one or two; at a glance, there were about six of them. To be squatting and peeing while so many goblins watched... If I had wet myself while being plowed, that would be one thing, but showing them such a mundane act as urinating was incredibly humiliating.
‘No, it’s not even mundane.’
Normal people sit on a toilet; they don’t squat like this. Well, men might stand, but if a woman tried that, it would splash everywhere. I know this because I tried it once after becoming a woman, and my bathroom ended up a total mess.
But to show them this squatting posture... Ugh, it’s the kind of thing you’d only do in a pit latrine without a seat. Of course, to goblins, things like pit latrines mean nothing, and they wouldn't care anyway.
“Kereuk, kereuk! If you’re done, move it, female!”
Slap!
The Breeder—the powerful goblin soldier who had snatched me from the others—stepped behind me and delivered a sharp slap to my buttocks with his large hand. The burning sensation lasted only a moment. My body twitched with pleasure, and I began to crawl forward slowly, just as he commanded.
‘So there’s no mercy...?’
What did the Breeder say again? He mentioned that after I relieved myself, there would be training for the King.
To think that goblins, of all creatures, could perform such systematic training. And all for the sake of presenting me to their King. In other words, they were going to turn me into an offering that would satisfy him—a piece of female livestock perfectly suited to the King’s tastes.
I had assumed goblins only knew how to mindlessly shove their cocks into things to satisfy their lust, so this was somewhat fresh. This Breeder might be different from any goblin I’d seen before. I found myself curious about what this "King" person’s tastes were like and how they planned to mold me.
Clink!
The Breeder unlocked the chained handcuffs that had bound me for a while. Of course, the leash was still attached. But with my hands free, it would be much easier for the Breeder to train me.
“King! Kereuk, likes manners!”
“M-Manners...? You want me to be polite all of a sudden...?”
“Yes. Females who speak informally like that... killed without mercy, kereuk!”
“Don’t be ridiculous! You kidnap me out of nowhere, and you expect me to use honorifics?!”
I forced myself to act angry and rebellious, even though my spirit was already halfway broken. It couldn't be helped; I’d been raped relentlessly by those puny goblins until my entire body was a mess of semen, and I’d just publicly urinated on the cave floor in front of a goblin audience.
And yet, I acted insolently. I was curious to see how the Breeder would react. I was secretly hoping he would treat me even more roughly, that he would become more violent.
Of course, I had to pay the price for that.
Thud—!
“K-Kheheck...♡?!”
The Breeder immediately grabbed me by the hair, yanked me up, and punched me in the stomach before I could even react. He aimed precisely for the womb located beneath the skin and fat.
“Kehuck, ugh... Haah, hic... Why all of a sudden... Hyahhh♡!”
I knew exactly what this was. I didn't know if the Breeder understood the significance of the act, but it was clear he was giving me a belly punch.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
The Breeder didn't stop there; he threw several more punches. With every blow, my eyes rolled back, fist marks were left on my stomach, and urine began to leak out in spurts from the bladder I thought was already empty.
Was it because my cervix was already fully developed? Just having my womb struck and crushed through my abdomen was enough to send me into heat. My pussy grew hot, and my womb throbbed, sending signals straight to my brain. My pussy and my womb were forcing my mind to submit to the male in front of me, no matter how much I was being beaten.
Squirrrrt! Splash...
“Keke... I thought you were done peeing?”
This wasn't just a simple squirt. It didn't end with the act of a female spraying pussy juice in front of a male who made her feel good. It meant more than that. It was a squirt that signified I had accepted the man before me as my master... no, in this case, as my Breeder.
I will obey.
I acknowledge you as my Breeder.
I will be a faithful animal trained by you.
“Heh, haah...♡”
My tongue lolled out of my mouth, and my legs shook as I gasped for breath. I was entirely dependent on the Breeder’s hand gripping my hair; if he let go, I would surely collapse and sprawl onto the floor.
“Kereuk, anything to say?”
“N-Nothing......”
But the Breeder didn't let go. He kept his grip tight, looking down at me with a blank expression, as if that were his duty as a handler. His previous actions weren't to satisfy his own greed, lust, or sadism—they were purely for the purpose of taming me.
“I say it again, kereuk. Female... show respect to the King.”
“I-I understand... I mean, I understand, sir... Haah...♡”
As soon as the Breeder released his grip, I prostrated myself on the floor. I took the position of a naked dogeza, my forehead touching the ground.
The Breeder could likely see my trembling body in its entirety—my head, my back, and my pale, soft buttocks. I made myself small, cowering on the ground to appear even smaller than a goblin.
“Kereuk, good! That’s it!”
“I’m just... female livestock... Haah♡ I’m sorry for... being so arrogant...!”
Without many words, with just a few belly punches, the Breeder had succeeded in turning me into a female who would submit to the King. To put it another way, he was gradually reshaping me into the kind of thing their King preferred.
The thought sent shivers down my spine. As always, I was just enjoying the pleasure of defeat, but the fact that my pleasure during this submission and humiliation seemed to be exactly what the Breeder intended... It felt like I wasn't in control of the situation at all, but was being led exactly where he wanted me.
Furthermore, the breeding had only just begun. I had only just acquired the basic attitude of female livestock. Now was the time to truly change to fit the King’s tastes.
Squeltch—!
“Ha, ha-ah...♡”
“First, the size. You must get used to it!”
As I expected, the Breeder’s cock was even larger than those of the lesser goblins I’d dealt with. It was an impossible size compared to his stature. It was hard to believe such a large cock was attached to such a small body.
“This would be considered big even among humans... Huuck?!”
“Female! Give thanks! Kereuk, mind your manners!”
“Th-Thank youuu...! Thank you for... stuffing my pussy... and pounding me...!!”
I could understand why the Breeder had shoved his cock in without a word. He wanted me to get used to this size. Fortunately, while it was larger than the goblins I’d had so far, it was a size I could just barely endure. Not to brag, but I’ve been violated by plenty of giant cocks.
“Kereuk, even this will likely not be enough!”
“Not... enough...?”
“King’s cock, big! Incredibly big! Females he breeds... none last more than a few days!”
“They didn't last... you mean they died?”
Wait, that changes things.
I thought the Breeder was having sex with me because his size was similar to the one they called King, to help me get used to it. But to think even the Breeder’s giant cock was nowhere near the King’s...
‘Just how big is it...?’
Even as my pussy was being plowed by the goblin’s green cock, the question persisted. Usually, when I’m being railed, my head is so full of cum-logic that I can only think of lewd things, so this was unusual.
But I couldn't help being curious. At least within the limits of my imagination, I couldn't picture a member of the goblin race having a cock larger than the Breeder’s between their legs. Anything larger would make it difficult to even walk; it would practically be a disability.
The goblins, a bellicose race, wouldn't follow a King who couldn't fight properly or lacked dignity. He must possess overwhelming martial might and combat skill. Paradoxically, having an excessively large cock would make that impossible.
‘Unless there’s some weird custom among goblins where they serve the male with the biggest cock as King.’
Since that was unlikely, my mind reached only one conclusion. The King of the goblins might not be a goblin at all, but another race entirely. I had no idea what it could be, though.
“Kereuk, tighten your pussy!”
The Breeder slapped my buttocks, noticing that I’d slacked off on tightening my pussy because I was distracted. I could feel his desire beginning to creep up; even as a handler, a male was still a male.
“Shake your hips while the cock is inside!”
Yet, even then, the Breeder did not forget his duty and faithfully trained me. To remodel me according to the King’s tastes, he made me shake my hips while being plowed and forced me to let out lewd, animalistic wails instead of cute, flirtatious moans.
“Ough♡ Oh... Ohhh~♡ Ahh-hic...! Woah-ock♡”
“Yes, that’s it! Even when you don’t feel it, those moans! Make them!”
“Ohhh-ock♡”
You’ve got it wrong; these aren't fake moans, they’re for real. Don’t underestimate your own cock just because the King’s is bigger. My pussy is just a pathetic little hole that’s already gone into heat and is whimpering from your cock alone...!
Splurt, splu-u-urt!
While pounding me, the Breeder engraved the King’s preferences into my body one by one. As a final lesson, he dumped a generous amount of semen inside me. While my hips convulsed, the semen he poured in leaked out of my twitching pussy, and the Breeder pushed my head down to make me lick up the mess.
“Slurp, chu-poh... Beeh♡”
Finishing the semen and even a cleanup blowjob. Thinking the training process according to the King’s tastes was over, I lifted my head. I looked at him with eyes full of expectation, thinking it was finally finished.
“Kereuk?”
“......?”
It seemed I had been mistaken...
Squeltch—!
“It’s not over yet, kereuk!”
“......Ngh-ock♡”
Of course it wasn't.
The Breeder’s training continued for a long time after that.
*
Creeeeak—
The door to the prison... no, the pen for the goblins’ female livestock, opened. I followed the Breeder as he pulled on my leash, slowly moving out of the pen.
‘Finally...’
After several hours of being educated by the Breeder to please the King, nothing remained in my head but the existence of that mysterious King. When I finally face the King—who is undoubtedly the boss monster of this Gate—I’ll have to defeat him and leave.
‘I’m just going to enjoy myself a little before that.’
I wondered what kind of bastard the Goblin King was. Just how massive was a cock that was supposedly bigger than the Breeder’s? As I crawled along with a fluttering heart, I suddenly caught the sound of an unfamiliar voice.
“Ahhn...♡ Ah, h-aaahn... It feels so good...♡!”
It was the moan of a lewd, filthy bitch. A female voice that was every bit as depraved as my own. Surely, that woman was in the same position as me, dragged here by goblins. But after being trained by a handler like the Breeder and violated by their cocks, she must have accepted and submitted to her fate as female livestock.
Thinking that gave me a strange sense of kinship. You could call it the kind of bond only felt between people who have suffered the same fate. Even though I hadn't seen her face yet, I wanted to greet her when we met.
Thud, thud.
As it happened, I was drawing closer to that unknown woman. She was likely being led by a handler on a leash as well, moving as an offering for the King. At this point, it wasn't just kinship; I felt a sense of camaraderie. Were we going to be violated by the King together?
‘Ah, it’s the next corner.’
Sensing that I was about to meet my comrade, my eyes sparkled.
“Ah-haahn... Ough♡ Hngh, h-nngh...!”
But something was strange. As I listened, the voice started to sound familiar. I thought it might just be because I’d been hearing it the whole time I was crawling, but that wasn't it. Within that slutty voice, there remained a faint trace of the refined lady’s voice I remembered.
“......Miko?”
Crawling on all fours just like me, her hair a disheveled mess, wearing a leash—it was the Shrine Maiden Hero, Miko.
“Kyahaahn...♡! O-Oh... Floss, you’re here too... Kyah-hic?! You were with me all along...♡”
My despair at the fact that Miko had fallen so far because I was late was short-lived. Seeing her face—looking happier than I had ever seen it before—I felt a sense of relief instead.
“I’m a Shrine Maiden, a Hero... Ahhn♡ Being violated like this, at first I hated... Oho♡ B-But... it feels so good... Hngh♡ I’ve found what I truly love...!”
A female Hero.
A goblin’s female livestock.
An offering for the King.
Miko and I, who now shared these three identities...
“......Me too♡”
Were now comrades in the truest sense of the word.
