Lyssandra pushed Naya away, watching her hack and cough as she gasped for breath.
After a moment, she flipped Naya onto her back, her belly exposed to the sky. "Breathe deeply," Lyssandra ordered.
Then, with slow, calculated movements, she crammed her massive cock into Naya's tiny mouth.
The process was agonizingly slow, and everyone—Lyssandra herself and the four other goblins could watch the bulge of the cock slowly move through Naya's mouth.
First, the cock entered Naya's oral cavity, then stretched out along her esophagus, making her look like a grotesque frog about to croak, swollen and puffed up.
Naya tried to moan, but the action only caused her vocal cords to vibrate, sending additional pleasure coursing through Lyssandra.
"Shit~~~, this is good. Keep doing that," Lyssandra moaned, her mouth open, her breathing ragged.
Then, slowly, the bulge descended into Naya's stomach, forming a vertical column bulging inside her.
It was a sight to behold, Naya's abdomen swelled, the cock moving through her internal organs, stretching her body with each careful push.
Lyssandra could feel it, her cock head was tingling, then burning, as if something hot and scalding was pressing against it.
Then came a sudden, uncontrolled contraction, and Lyssandra's eyes widened in shock.
It had to be Naya's stomach acid, and it was working hard trying to digest her cock.
"Your pathetic acid can't do anything to my dick"
While Lyssandra admired the explicit sight before her, Naya was experiencing uncontrollable orgasms, her pussy drenching the ground with an endless stream of love juice.
She felt her body suffering from dehydration, all the water inside her was being drained away. But she didn't care, nothing mattered more than what was in front of her.
Only the sight of Lyssandra pushing her cock deeper into Naya's stomach, the smell of her balls and the warmth of her vagina.
Naya took a deep breath, but again, she realized she still couldn't breathe. She wasn't suffocating, she could still take in some air because of Lyssandra's [Flesh Conduit] skill. But the sensation was far from comfortable.
Lyssandra, lost in her own daze, finally snapped out of it when she noticed Naya's face had changed.
The girl had turned from flushed red to a deep purple, then almost blue. She was surprised how long the goblin could hold her breath, but eventually, she pulled her cock out and let Naya breathe again.
Naya's face slowly returned to its normal color, her body shivering from the after-effects of the intense pressure and pleasure.
Then Lyssandra repeated the action, taking Naya deep into her throat, pushing her cock straight into the goblin's stomach.
She held Naya's head down, forcing her to nearly suffocate, then released it, allowing her to gasp for air then kept doing this dozens of times, each time plunging deeper and harder, the goblin's struggles only fueling her pleasure and domination.
Eventually, Lyssandra let out a guttural moan and shot her massive load. The sweet, creamy release was something Naya had been craving for far too long.
The sperm poured from Lyssandra's cock and straight into Naya's stomach, an immense amount that immediately made her belly swell, round and taut with the pressure.
But Naya realized.
It was too much.
"I have to hold back. I can't waste any drop," she thought, clenching her ass cheeks. Her entire body tensed, her muscles locking tight as she struggled to hold the massive volume of cum inside.
The sperm traveled through Naya's digestive system, starting in her stomach, then moving to her small intestine. It forced its way past the ileocecal valve, breaking through into her large intestine. The pressure became unbearable.
"I… I… I can't take it anymore…"
Naya could feel the scorching hot sperm coursing through her entire body, breaking through every barrier she had. It left her lightheaded, a dizzying wave of pleasure and pain.
She wanted to vomit, but with Lyssandra's cock blocking her mouth, so that was impossible.
Her anal sphincter clenched tightly. If Naya could take a look, she would see it trembling and vibrating, ready to crush anything that dared to come in, or out.
Then it happened.
An uncontrollable flood of cum erupted from her anus, her eyes rolled back, from her upside down position tears streaked across her forehead.
Nothing but Lyssandra's seed came in from one side and gushed out the other.
It looked like the white stream would hit the floor, but as expected, a female goblin quickly used her mouth to plug the flow with practiced ease.
She greedily drank the contents, her tongue licking and exploring the dark anus ring, as if savoring every last drop of her master's semen.
Naya was lying on her back on the ground, her stomach distended to an almost grotesque size, the sperm bulging from within. Her breath was shallow, her body trembling as she processed the intense overload of pleasure and physical strain.
The other goblins watched, their expressions a mix of fascination and horror, but none moved. This was their master's desire, and they knew better than to interfere.
Naya's body, soiled and slick with sweat and cum, trembled as the remnants of her orgasm still coursed through her. The goblin's stomach was a perfect, grotesque masterpiece of domination and pleasure.
Lyssandra pulled her dick out with a pop sound then ran a hand down her own breasts, smirking as she observed the aftermath. Her cock, still hard, was drenched in the mixture of Naya's fluids.
She could feel the pressure of the cum inside the goblin's body, the way it stretched her, and it only made her even more satisfied.
She glanced down at Naya, who was still conscious, her eyes flickering as if struggling to stay aware. The goblin's breath was labored, and her body was wracked with occasional spasms.
Then, a low, groaning sound came from Naya as she clenched her stomach and whimpered, the final remnants of the sperm still moving within her, mixing with the remnants of her own fluids flushed out.
She was satisfied, she had her meal and she was no longer hungry.
"Take care of her" Lyssandra said as she walked out.
In front of the hut, Lyssandra stood, stretching after the powerful ejaculation. Her body still wore the sexy, tight outfit she had obtained from the system.
"It's time to gather," she said, looking down at the fields where the goblins were busy harvesting mushrooms, potatoes, and sweet potatoes.
She moved with practiced ease, leaping down next to a goblin. He startled when she reached for the potato in his hand. "W-what?" he stammered, blinking up at her in confusion.
"Oh, Great One, today is the day we can harvest these vegetables," he said, quickly pulling back and offering a wooden crate instead. It was full of potatoes. "Please take a look at them."
Lyssandra studied the vegetables in her hand. They had a yellow color, like normal potatoes, but covered with vivid purple stripes. Like zebra patterns running along their surfaces.
"Have you tried eating this?" she asked, holding the strange potato out toward him.
"No, I haven't. The first ever crop should be honored and given to you, Great One," he replied, bowing his head.
Without warning, Lyssandra forced the potato into the goblin's mouth and shoved it down his throat. He coughed violently, his body struggling as he swallowed the strange vegetable.
"Is it good?" she asked, watching him closely.
"Y-yes, but it's too full of dirt!" he sputtered, still coughing and spitting out remnants of the soil.
Lyssandra observed the goblin for fifteen minutes, but nothing strange happened. She eventually decided it was just the dungeon.
The vegetables grown inside the dungeon were infused with high concentrations of mana, causing them to mutate. Their strange colors and textures were expected.
The same thing happened with the sweet potatoes and mushrooms gathered by other goblins in the field, their purple stripes a sign of the dungeon's strange energy.
Lyssandra scanned the group of goblins standing far away with her eyes, taking note of their changed appearances.
They were bigger, more imposing, with more aggressive features.
They looked exactly like the hobgoblins she had previously dominated.
Her eyes narrowed as she gave the order. "Come here," she commanded.
The goblins obeyed without hesitation, lining up before her. Five in total.
She activated her skill, scanning them with an almost instinctive ease and immediately understood the situation.
They had evolved.
Through her skill's interface, she saw the changes. The three goblins who had used spears and shields had evolved into hobgoblins.
Their physical strength had increased drastically, and their battle skills were far beyond what they had previously.
The other two goblins had evolved into a different kind of creature.
They had thrown rocks before, and now they were called 'Swift goblins.'
The term 'swift' was an understatement. They were now smaller, faster, more precise in their movements and range weapons.
The interface displayed their stats: their agility had skyrocketed.
The only oddity was the hood they now wore, a dark, shadowy fabric that concealed their whole heads.
Lyssandra frowned, tilting her head as she studied them. "Where did they get those hoods?" she asked aloud.
But she quickly dismissed her curiosity. There would be time for that later.
She could sense the power within them, the potential they represented and knew that they had likely gained a massive amount of experience from the previous battle.
"Good," she murmured, a smirk tugging at her lips. "With this knowledge, I can build a stronger army in the future."
With that, she dismissed the goblins, their purpose fulfilled for now.
She had bigger plans.
And they would all come into play soon.