A/N: To celebrate getting my first-ever patron, enjoy 3 new chapters!
Luna knelt with reverence, her hands trembling slightly as she encircled the thick, veiny base of Lyssandra's cock with gentle, worshipful fingers.
She began to stroke the massive length slowly, coaxing it free from the moist, tight confines of its resting place inside Lyssandra's own pussy.
A wet schlop echoed softly as the phallus slipped out, releasing a sudden gush of translucent precum that dripped greedily onto the floor and Luna's eager tongue.
It was clear that the Great One was feeling incredibly aroused tonight, her body dripping with potent fluids that signaled an imminent storm of pleasure.
Without hesitation, Luna lowered her face into the stretched, quivering entrance of Lyssandra's crotch, inhaling the scent of sex and dominance deeply.
She eagerly slurped the flowing nectar, drinking the torrent of precum like it was holy water, her tongue swirling over the slick shaft as it pulsed in anticipation.
"Am I doing good, Master?"
Luna asked, lifting her head with wet lips and a gaze full of devotion as she licked a final strip of lubricant from the base up to the bulbous, twitching tip.
"Uhmm~~~...."
Lyssandra let out a low, throaty moan, her fingers tangling in Luna's blue hair as she guided the smaller woman's movements with subtle, commanding pressure.
"Yes, you are doing very good, keep going… but don't think I've forgotten the others,"
Lyssandra purred, glancing around at the five waiting female goblins with a hungry look in her bright blue eyes.
"Come! You are not here to watch, get in here and do your job!"
she commanded sharply, her voice vibrating with the promise of being the center of their collective worship.
Without waiting for the sentence to finish fully, the goblins swarmed forward like a pack of hungry wolves, their mouths opening wide and eager to taste the glory Lyssandra offered.
Their tongues darted out in unison, competing for space against Luna's practiced rhythm as they began their shared task of pleasing the Great One.
One goblin clamped her mouth around the mushroom head of the cock, bobbing her head in frantic rhythm while the other two ran their tongues along the sensitive, engorged sides of the shaft.
Two more clung to Lyssandra's massive, heaving breasts, suckling deeply at the large nipples as if trying to drain every drop of milk and warmth from her body.
The pleasure was an overwhelming tide crashing against Lyssandra's mind, waves of sensation that made her toes curl and her back arch, yet she endured it with stoic grace.
"A-about the quest-tion you asked me earlier…"
Lyssandra managed to speak, her voice a mix of breathless moans and sultry command that barely held together.
Luna nodded her head, a soft
mmhm
vibrating in her throat as she acknowledged the interruption, her tongue still working diligently on the throbbing vein of her master.
Lyssandra raised her free hand, summoning a delicate glass vial filled with a glowing, viscous pink liquid that seemed to pulse with its own heartbeat.
The actions of sucking and licking stopped abruptly, the five goblins and Luna falling silent as every pair of eyes locked onto the mysterious potion now floating in Lyssandra's palm.
"What does it do?"
Naya asked, her voice trembling slightly as she imagined the contents could set her own cunt ablaze with fire if she dared to drink even a drop.
"Exactly like its name states, it is an Aphrodisiac Potion, it makes your body horny, extremely horny so that even pain could become pure pleasure."
"Even before you stand the most disgusting thing in the world, you still want to fuck it senseless until you break,"
Lyssandra explained, swirling the pink liquid with her finger as she let the droplet drip back into the vial.
"So that is what you used on those lightning wolves? No wonder they were in such a frenzy of heat that they fucked each other even though they were both male,"
Luna realized, the mystery in her mind finally resolving into a clear, burning truth.
"Indeed, but this potion is for another event. Tonight, I want something entirely new,"
Lyssandra said, the pink vial vanishing into the void of her system inventory with a soft chime.
Her eyes turned upward, accessing the Shop System interface where rows of glowing options danced in the blue light only she could see.
She navigated quickly, her fingers tapping the air as she located the specific skill she had been searching for.
[Futanarization] Transforms target into a futanari. - 500 LP
"There goes my LP."
She wryly smiled, then clicked Buy. The transaction completed, and the new skill slot glowed on her screen as it officially became hers.
"Alright everyone, stand in a line,"
Lyssandra commanded, gesturing for them to arrange themselves neatly before her throne.
"Well, not you pet,"
she added with a soft smile directed solely at Luna, who stayed close to the throne rather than joining the ranks.
The five female goblins shuffled nervously into a straight line before her, their bloated, semen-filled bellies lining up like trophies of previous conquests.
They looked at each other with a mix of hope and terror, wondering what this new skill might do to their bodies and their lives.
Lyssandra stood from her throne, walking along the line of goblins with a slow, predatory grace as she placed her hand on each one of their underbelly.
She cast [Futanarization] in a fluid motion, the magic pulsing through her palm and seeping into their skin.
At first, nothing happened, the air remained still and silent, but then a few moments later, they all collapsed to their knees simultaneously, clutching their crotches tightly.
"Aargggh! It's hot! Something is burning me!"
Naya screamed, her voice cracking under the sudden, searing heat that seemed to ignite her very core.
The other female goblins felt the same intense agony, writhing on the cold stone floor as they tried to shield themselves from the internal fire spreading through their lower bodies.
Then, the burning sensation vanished as quickly as it appeared, leaving them panting and trembling on the ground.
Naya blinked her eyes open after the torturous feeling passed, her gaze dropping down to stare in shock at her own crotch.
There, a small red lump was growing just above her clit, pulsing with life and heat.
It expanded rapidly, from 1 cm to 2 cm, then shooting up to 5 cm until it reached a full 20 cm length and 7 cm girth of thick, green and veiny goblin cock.
Naya marveled at the sight, mesmerized by her new appendage, the strange sensation of weight and warmth between her legs feeling alien yet strangely natural.
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew from Luna's mouth nearby, directed right at the sensitive head of Naya's new cock, triggering an immediate release.
Ploop!
A spurt of white semen burst forth from the tip, flying through the air to land squarely on Luna's face.
"What did you do?!"
Naya accused, pointing a trembling finger at Luna as if the slime had somehow triggered the climax.
"Tastes good, but too bland, not sweet like Master's,"
Luna replied calmly, running her tongue across her cheek to slurp up the remaining droplets of Naya's cum.
Even after the initial release, Naya's dick remained hard and raging, pulsing with a relentless energy that demanded more action.
She looked to her side and gasped as she saw the other female goblins clutching their own new, throbbing members.
Each goblin possessed a unique configuration, some with impossibly long shafts reaching 35 cm despite a slender girth of 5 cm.
Others bore massive 10 cm girths that made them look like sausages, even though the length was only a modest 13 cm.
Then their gazes shifted collectively to the silent goblin at the end of the line, the shortest one among them by far.
"Interesting,"
Lyssandra muttered, her eyes glued to the giant cock rising from the tiny frame in front of her.
Her own dick stood tall at an impressive 35 cm length and 10 cm girth, creating a massive contrast against her tiny stature of just 1.3 meters.
The difference between her height and the length of her cock was so profound that she could easily lick her own tip if she simply looked down.
"Your name will be Helena from now on,"
Lyssandra declared, the authority in her voice leaving no room for argument.