Chapter 3: Rising Action
Nelly's apartment was a loft in an old brick building, the kind that had been converted into high-end living spaces. Her place was a mix of industrial chic and bohemian coziness, with exposed brick walls and high ceilings, and soft, plush rugs and pillows scattered about. The windows were wide and let in plenty of light, even in the evenings, casting a warm glow over the space. Tonight, the city lights outside cast long, dancing shadows across the room, creating a cozy atmosphere.
As Nelly stepped out of the steamy shower, she couldn't help but admire her reflection in the full-length mirror attached to the bathroom door. Her skin glistened with water droplets, accentuating the curves of her perfect body. She traced her fingers along the line of her collarbone, admiring the way her muscles were accentuated by the gentle slope of her shoulders. She turned to the side, admiring the curve of her hips, the firm roundness of her ass, and the long, lean lines of her legs.
As she reached for her towel, she caught sight of her reflection in the bedroom mirror, the dim light casting her body in a soft, sensual glow. She tossed the towel aside, her fingers tracing the line of her waist, down to the soft mound of her pubic hair.
As she was about to step into her silk robe, she heard a knock on the door. Her heart skipped a beat, her brows furrowing in confusion. It was late, and she hadn't expected anyone to come by. Wrapping the robe around herself, she padded barefoot across the hardwood floor, her breath hitching as she looked through the peephole.
Her heart pounded in her chest as she recognized the figure standing outside her door. It was Pippin, his tiny, green body silhouetted against the harsh glare of the hallway lights. She hesitated for a moment, her mind racing with questions. What could he possibly want at this hour? And how did he even know where she lived? She took a deep breath to steady her nerves before unlocking the door and pulling it open.
Pippin stood there, his eyes gleaming with a strange, intense light.
Nelly's heart pounded in her chest as she looked at the goblin, her hands clenching the silk robe tightly. "What the hell are you doing here, creep?" she demanded, her voice a low growl of anger and confusion. "How did you even find me?" Pippin's grin widened, his eyes never leaving Nelly's body. "Oh, I have my ways, sweetheart," he said, his voice a low, rasping whisper.
Before Nelly could react, Pippin pushed his way into her apartment, his tiny, green body moving with a surprising swiftness. Nelly gasped, her heart pounding in her chest as she slammed the door shut behind him. She turned to face the goblin, her eyes wide with shock and fear.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" she demanded, her voice shaking with anger and disbelief. But Pippin just grinned, his eyes roving over her body with a hungry, predatory gaze. Nelly's breath hitched as she realized just what the goblin had in mind.
With a swiftness that belied his size, Pippin lunged at Nelly, his tiny, green hands clawing at the silk robe that clung to her curves.
She gasped, her eyes widening in shock and disbelief as the goblin's bony fingers ripped the fabric from her body, exposing her to his hungry gaze. Without a moment's hesitation, Pippin pushed her roughly towards the bed, his hands gripping her thighs and forcing her to stumble backwards.
Nelly's heart pounded in her chest as she fell onto the mattress, her tits heaving with each ragged breath. Pippin was on her in an instant, his small, green body straddling hers as he pinned her down with surprising strength. She cried out in protest, her hands pushing against his chest, but the goblin was undeterred, his cock already hard and throbbing as it pressed against her thigh.
"What the fuck are you doing?" she screamed, her voice filled with a mix of terror and rage.
"Get off me, you fucking creep!" But Pippin just laughed, a low, rasping sound that sent shivers down her spine. He didn't ease up on his hold, instead, he thrust his hips against hers, his tiny, green cock pressing against her pussy.
He fucked her roughly, with no care for her pleasure or comfort. Nelly could feel every inch of him inside her, her body stretching to accommodate his size. She moaned despite herself, her hips moving in time with his thrusts, her body betraying her mind's disgust and horror.
Pippin's grip on her hips tightened, his nails digging into her flesh as he pounded into her. He was grunting with each thrust, his small, green body glistening with sweat. Nelly could feel her own body responding to his touch, her pussy clenching around him as her orgasm built.
She tried to fight it, to hold onto her disgust and anger, but it was no use. Pippin's cock felt too good inside her, his relentless thrusts pushing her closer and closer to the edge. She moaned, a low, guttural sound that she couldn't hold back. It was a sound of pure, animal pleasure, and it only seemed to spur Pippin on. "That's it, bitch," he growled, his voice harsh and cruel. "Take it like the slut you are."
With a rough tug, Pippin pulled Nelly roughly into position, her legs sprawled out behind her. He was now fucking her doggy style, her tits heaving with each forceful thrust. She could feel the slap of his body against hers with each movement, the sound of their flesh coming together filling the room.
The goblin's grip on her hips was unyielding, his nails digging into her skin, leaving trails of fire in their wake. Nelly moaned, her body writhing beneath him as he fucked her with a relentless, animalistic intensity. Pippin grinned, his eyes locked onto her, his gaze predatory and triumphant. He loved seeing her squirm, loved hearing her moans of pleasure, even as she fought to hold onto her disgust. He knew he was winning, and it only spurred him on.
"You like that, don't you, slut?" he taunted, his voice a low growl. Nelly bit her lip, trying to suppress her moans, but it was no use. The more she tried to fight it, the more her body betrayed her, writhing and bucking against the goblin's onslaught.
Pippin's grin widened, his eyes never leaving hers, as if savoring her every wriggle and gasp. His tiny hands, bony and green, gripped her hips tightly, his nails digging into her flesh, leaving trails of pink. He pulled out of her, only to slam back in, his tiny green cock filling her completely. Nelly moaned, her voice echoing through the room, a sound of pure, carnal pleasure. Pippin chuckled, a low, rasping sound, his grin never wavering. He flipped her over, his strength belying his small size, and forced her onto her back. His hands gripped her thighs, pushing them apart, his cock poised at her entrance. He slammed into her, his eyes never leaving hers, his grin never fading. He fucked her hard, his body slapping against hers, his cock filling her completely.
Nelly's perfect, thick Latina body was at his disposal, and he was going to use it all night. He was relentless, his tiny frame moving with a speed and intensity that belied his size. Nelly's moans filled the room, a symphony of pleasure and pain, as Pippin's cock pounded into her. Her tits bounced with each thrust, her dark nipples hard and pointing up towards the ceiling. Pippin's cock felt too good inside her, and he was showing no signs of stopping. He thrust into her again and again, his eyes locked onto hers, his grin never fading. "You're mine, bitch," he growled, his voice harsh and cruel.
"All night long." His tiny green hands gripped her thighs, spreading them wide, as he pulled her legs up and over his shoulders. Nelly gasped as she felt him fucking her in this new position, her body stretched and open to his every thrust. Pippin's cock filled her completely, and she could feel every inch of him as he moved inside her. "Fuck, yes," he hissed, his eyes locked onto hers, his grin never fading. "Look at you, taking every inch of my cock like a good little slut." He thrust harder, his hips slapping against hers, his grip on her thighs unyielding. Nelly moaned, her body writhing beneath him, her fingers clutching at the sheets. She tried to fight the pleasure, tried to hold onto her anger and disgust, but it was no use.
Pippin's tiny, green frame was fucking her perfect body in different positions, forcing her to experience sensations she had never known before. From missionary to doggy style, and now with her legs over his shoulders, he was relentless in his pursuit of her. Each thrust sent shockwaves of pleasure through her, making her body burn with a heat she had never felt before. Despite her initial resistance, her body was responding to his touch, her hips moving in sync with his, her nails digging into the sheets as she moaned in pleasure. Pippin's grip on her thighs was unyielding, his tiny green hands spreading her wide as he thrust into her again and again.
"You're loving this, aren't you, sweetheart?" Pippin hissed, his grip on Nelly's thighs tightening as he thrust into her from behind, her ass up in the air on the edge of the bed, her chest pushed down into the mattress. Suddenly, the bedroom door creaked open, and Nelly's eyes widened in shock. She tried to look back, but Pippin's strong grip on her hair prevented it. Instead, she caught a glimpse of her boyfriend, Jack, standing frozen in the doorway, his eyes wide with disbelief and horror.
Jack's heart stopped as he took in the sight before him. Nelly, his beautiful, perfect girlfriend, was being fucked by a tiny, green goblin on their bed. Her ass was up in the air, her perfect round cheeks bouncing with each brutal thrust of the creature's tiny cock. Jack's mind raced, trying to process what he was seeing.
He had come home early, hoping to surprise Nelly, but the sight before him was not what he had expected. The goblin, its tiny, green body slamming into Nelly's perfect ass, was a vile, disgusting creature. He wanted to run, to scream, to do something—anything—to stop this horrific scene. But his body was frozen in place, his mind unable to process the sheer wrongness of it all.
Nelly, feeling Jack's gaze on her, tried to turn her head to look at him, but Pippin's grip on her hair was too tight. She moaned in protest, her body writhing beneath the goblin's relentless assault. "Jack..." she cried out, her voice filled with a mix of fear and pleading.
Pippin, however, seemed undeterred by the intrusion, a wicked grin spreading across his face as he locked eyes with Jack. "See something you like, lover boy?" he taunted, his voice a low, mocking growl. Without breaking eye contact, Pippin thrust harder into Nelly, his tiny, green cock pounding into her with a force that made her cry out in pain. "You should see the things she lets me do to her, Jack. She's a real little fucking slut when she wants to be."
Jack's face contorted with rage and disgust, his fists clenching at his sides as he watched the goblin defile his girlfriend. He wanted to rush forward, to tear the creature off of Nelly and beat it to a bloody pulp. But his body remained frozen, his mind unable to process the sheer horror of the scene before him.
Nelly's perfect ass shook with each brutal thrust of the goblin's tiny cock, her tits heaving as she gasped for breath, her body betrayed by her own pleasure. Jack's gaze was drawn to the sight, his eyes locked onto her bouncing flesh, despite his disgust and revulsion. It was like watching a car crash in slow motion, his mind unable to look away from the devastating sight.
Nelly cried out again, her body writhing beneath the goblin's relentless assault. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh filled the room, the sharp, acrid scent of sex permeating the air. Jack's stomach churned, his heart pounding in his chest as he watched his girlfriend being used in the most vile way imaginable.
Pippin, noticing Jack's frozen state, let out a low, mocking laugh.
He raised one of his tiny, bony hands and waved it dismissively in Jack's direction. As if hit by an invisible force, Jack stumbled backwards, his legs collapsing beneath him as he fell to the ground with a thud. The shock of the fall jolted him back to his senses, his mind now racing with a mix of horror and disbelief. He stared up at Nelly and Pippin, his eyes wide with fear and disgust.
"Nelly, what the fuck are you doing?" he cried out, his voice shaking with emotion. His mind was a whirlwind of thoughts, trying to process the sheer insanity of the scene before him. His beloved Nelly, his perfect, sexy girlfriend, was being ravaged by a tiny, green goblin. He wanted to scream, to cry, to do something—anything—to make this nightmare end.
But before he could even move, Pippin waved his tiny, bony hand in a dismissive gesture. Jack's vision blurred, and darkness crept in from the edges, until everything went black. His body crumpled to the floor, his last conscious thought a desperate plea for Nelly to fight, to get away from the monstrous creature ravaging her.
As Jack's body hit the floor, Nelly's scream of horror turned into a sob of despair. She struggled and bucked, trying to free herself from Pippin's iron grip, but he held her fast, his strength belying his small size. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she looked from her unconscious boyfriend to the goblin smirking down at her. "What have you done to him?" she screamed, her voice hoarse with fear and anger.
"What have you done to him, you little fucking monster?" Pippin just grinned, his eyes gleaming with malice and satisfaction. He tightened his grip on her thighs, holding her in place as he continued to pound into her mercilessly. "Don't worry about him," he growled, his voice thick with lust. "He'll wake up in a bit. Now, where were we?" He leaned down, his tiny, green face inches from hers, his breath hot and rank. "Let's give you what you really want, sweetheart. An orgasm, courtesy of the goblin king."
Nelly thrashed and struggled, but Pippin was too strong. She tried to close her legs, to clench her muscles and deny him entry, but his grip was unyielding.
With a final, brutal thrust, Pippin pulled out of Nelly's fat ass, slapping it with a resounding smack that left a stinging print. He fell back onto the bed, his tiny, green body glistening with sweat and her juices. Nelly fell back with him, her body trembling with shock and exertion. She stared up at the ceiling, her chest heaving as she gasped for breath.
She turned her head to look at Pippin, who was now lying beside her, a wicked grin spreading across his face. His tiny, green cock stood proud and erect, glistening with her juices. Nelly's eyes widened in disbelief as she realized he was far from finished with her. "What are you smiling at?" she hissed, her voice shaking with equal parts rage and fear.
"Get the fuck off me, you little shit."
Pippin just laughed, a low, guttural sound that sent shivers down Nelly's spine. "Not so fast, sweetheart," he growled, his tiny, green fingers gripping her hips as he pulled her back onto his lap. Before Nelly could protest, he slapped her ass hard, making her yelp in pain. "You're not done with me yet," he hissed, his voice laced with malice. "And you know it."
Nelly glared at him, her eyes filled with tears and anger. But she knew Pippin was right. Despite her disgust and fear, her body still burned with a dark, twisted desire. She wanted to fight it, to push him away, but her body was betraying her, her pussy still aching for his touch. Pippin grinned, reading her mind like a book.
"You know you want it," he taunted, his tiny green hand gripping her chin, forcing her to look at him. Nelly's cheeks flushed with a mix of anger and humiliation, but her body betrayed her, her nipples hardening at his touch. She knew he was right. Despite everything, despite the disgust and fear, her body still craved his touch. She wanted to fight it, to push him away, but her traitorous body was already moving, her mouth opening to take him in. Pippin chuckled, a low, rasping sound that sent shivers down her spine. "Good girl," he murmured, his tiny, green cock already hard and ready. Nelly took him into her mouth, her tongue swirling around his tiny shaft. She gagged at first, her body still resisting, but Pippin's grip on her chin was unyielding.
He forced her to take him deeper, her saliva coating his tiny green cock as she sucked him into her mouth. She looked up at him, her eyes watering, her cheeks flushed with a mix of humiliation and desire. Pippin just grinned, his eyes locked onto hers as he watched her service him.
"That's right, bitch," he growled, his voice thick with lust. "Take it like a good little slut."
Nelly's eyes darted to the living room, where the TV was on, the volume low but the images flickering across the screen. She could make out the shapes of people, the blur of motion, and the sound of faint, muffled voices. She was acutely aware of her nakedness, of the way her breasts hung heavy and full, her nipples hardening with each gagging suck.
Pippin's tiny green hands gripped her hair, guiding her head back and forth, forcing her to take him deeper. She could taste him, a bitter, acrid taste that made her throat constrict. But she couldn't stop, couldn't pull away. Her body was no longer her own, no longer under her control. It was a vessel, a plaything for the tiny, green goblin who now ruled her. Pippin groaned, his eyes locked onto hers, his grip on her hair tightening as he thrust harder into her mouth. She could feel him swell, could feel the pulse of his cock as he neared release. And then, with a final, brutal thrust, he came, his hot, bitter seed filling her mouth, spilling down her throat. She gagged, coughing and sputtering as he pulled out of her, a satisfied grin on his tiny, green face.
Nelly's eyes watered, her chest heaving with each ragged breath. She pushed him away, her body trembling with anger and humiliation. Pippin just chuckled, his eyes gleaming with triumph. "Now, now, don't be like that," he said, his voice a low, taunting purr.
Gathering what little dignity she had left, Nelly shoved him away and stumbled towards her bed. She lay down, her back against the headboard, her knees drawn up to her chest. She hugged her legs, her arms wrapped tightly around them, her eyes fixed on the ceiling above.
Pippin, however, was not done with her. He sat on the edge of the bed, his tiny, green body perched on the edge like a gargoyle. He reached out, his bony fingers grazing her knee.
"You know," he murmured, his voice a low, seductive purr, "there are easier ways to make you fall in love with me." Nelly's eyes widened in shock, her heart pounding in her chest as she watched him place his palm flat against her thigh. She could feel the heat of his touch, a warmth that seemed to seep into her very soul. He began to chant softly, his voice a low, rhythmic hum that seemed to resonate within her. The world around her began to spin, her vision blurring as she struggled to focus.
"What...what are you doing?" she slurred, her words slow and thick.
Pippin grinned, his eyes gleaming with a wicked light. "Just a little spell, dear. To make you see the truth." As he spoke, he traced an intricate pattern on her thigh, his fingers leaving a trail of fire in their wake.
It was a spell, an ancient, evil magic that seeped into her very soul. Nelly gasped, her eyes widening as she felt a sudden, overwhelming surge of love and desire for the goblin. She looked into his eyes, her heart pounding with a force that was almost painful. How had she never seen the beauty in him before? His tiny, green body, his hooked nose and pointed ears, it was all perfect. She wanted him more than she had ever wanted anything. Pippin grinned, his eyes never leaving hers as he felt her change. He knew the spell was working, knew that she was his. "That's right, love," he whispered, his voice low and seductive. "Come to me, Nelly. Show me how much you want me." Nelly didn't hesitate. She climbed onto the bed, her body moving with a grace that was not her own.
She straddled him, her hips grinding against his tiny, green body as she looked down into his eyes. Gone was the disgust, the fear, the anger. In their place was a burning, consuming love that she had never felt before. It was a love that was not her own, a love that had been forced upon her. But she didn't care. All she knew was that she wanted him, needed him, more than anything else in the world. Pippin grinned up at her, his eyes gleaming with triumph and lust. He pulled her down, his tiny, green hands gripping her hips as he thrust up into her. Nelly moaned, her body arching as she took him in, her pussy already wet and ready.
The magic spell had done its work, her mind and body now consumed by an all-encompassing love and desire for the tiny, ugly goblin beneath her. He pulled her down, his tiny, green hands gripping her hips as she began to move, her body riding him with a wild, desperate abandon.
She moaned, her head thrown back, her dark hair cascading down her back as she ground herself against him, her hips moving in a primal, instinctual rhythm.
"Fuck me, Pippin," she begged, her voice a low, guttural growl of need. "Fuck me like the slut I am."
Pippin grinned up at her, his eyes gleaming with a dark, predatory light. He thrust up into her, his tiny body slamming against hers with a force that made her gasp.
His clawed fingers dug into her hips, guiding her movements, forcing her to take him deeper. She could feel every inch of him inside her, could feel the rough texture of his tiny green cock against her sensitive flesh. It was a sensation unlike anything she had ever experienced before, a mix of pain and pleasure that made her moan with each thrust.
"Fuck, Pippin," she cried out, her voice a ragged, desperate plea. "Harder. Fuck me harder, you little fucking monster."
Pippin grinned up at her, his eyes glinting with malice and lust.
"You're mine now, completely," he growled, his tiny, clawed hands gripping her hips tighter. "Say it, Nelly. Tell me you love me." Nelly's mouth parted in a gasp, her eyes rolling back as she felt a sudden, intense wave of love and desire wash over her. She couldn't deny it anymore, not with the spell coursing through her veins. "I love you, Pippin," she breathed, her voice filled with a raw, primal need. He grinned, his eyes never leaving hers as he flipped her over, his strong grip on her hips forcing her onto her hands and knees. Nelly's breath hitched as she felt him position himself behind her, his tiny, green cock poised at her entrance. She pushed back against him, her body aching for his touch, her pussy already wet and ready for him.
Pippin didn't hesitate, and with one swift, brutal thrust, he buried himself inside her to the hilt. Nelly cried out, her body convulsing with pleasure, her grip on the sheets tightening until her knuckles turned white.
"Fuck, yes," Pippin growled, his tiny, clawed hands gripping her hips tightly. "You feel so good, sweetheart. So fucking tight." He began to move, his tiny, green body pistoning in and out of her, his hips slapping against her ass with each thrust. Nelly moaned, her voice a low, guttural sound of pure, animal pleasure.
She pushed back against him, meeting his thrusts with her own, her body moving in sync with his. Pippin's grip on her hips was unyielding, his tiny, green fingers digging into her flesh, leaving trails of fire in their wake.
Pippin was relentless, his tiny body moving with a speed and intensity that belied his size.
Nelly's moans filled the room, a symphony of pleasure and pain, as he fucked her from behind, his hips slapping against hers with each thrust. Finally, with a final, brutal shove, Pippin spilled his seed inside her, a low groan escaping his lips as he collapsed, his tiny body spent and exhausted.
Nelly fell to the bed, her body trembling with exertion and release. She laid there for a moment, her chest heaving as she gasped for breath, her mind reeling from the spell that still held her in its thrall. But as the minutes ticked by, she began to regain some semblance of control, the magic slowly ebbing away. She looked over at Pippin, his tiny green body now asleep, a soft snore escaping his lips.
Despite the spell's lingering effects, Nelly found herself feeling a sudden, overwhelming urge to take control, to reclaim her body and her desires. She glanced down at Pippin's limp cock, still glistening with her juices. With a smirk, she decided to take what she wanted, to use his tiny body for her own pleasure. She gently rolled him onto his side, his snore continuing uninterrupted. Reaching down, she grasped his cock, guiding it to her entrance. She slid him in easily, her body still slick and ready from their previous encounter. Pippin stirred slightly, his snore hiccupping for a moment before resuming. Nelly grinned, a wicked, satisfied smile as she began to move, her hips gently rocking against him.
She felt his cock stir, growing harder and thicker inside her as she rode him, her body now fully in control. She leaned back, her back pressing against his chest, her hands reaching behind her to tangle in his hair. Pippin mumbled in his sleep, his cock now fully erect and ready, but he didn't wake. Nelly ground against him, her hips moving in slow, deliberate circles, her pussy clenching around his cock as she teased and taunted him.
"Wake up, little monster," she murmured, her voice a low, sultry purr. "Time to see what this little slut can do to you." Pippin's eyes fluttered open, his body now fully awake and aware of what was happening. He grinned up at her, his eyes gleaming with lust and desire.
Nelly, however, was no longer under his spell. She had taken back control, using his tiny body for her own pleasure. Now, she was ready to face the consequences. The next morning, she woke up to find Pippin staring at her, his tiny, green face inches from hers. She met his gaze, a wicked grin playing at the corners of her mouth. "Good morning, lover," she purred, her voice thick with sleep and satisfaction. Pippin's smile faded, a look of uncertainty crossing his face. "What's wrong, little monster?" she teased, reaching out to run a hand through his hair. "Don't tell me you're feeling a little used this morning." Pippin's eyes narrowed, his expression turning dark. "You cheated," he growled, his voice low and accusatory.
"You used my magic to make me love you. But it's not enough, Nelly. You're too sweet to let go. You're coming with me." Nelly's eyes widened in surprise, her grin fading as she realized the gravity of the situation. She swallowed hard, her body tensing as she considered her options. "Going where, exactly?" she asked, her voice steady despite the tremor in her hands. Pippin's eyes flashed with a dangerous light, his tiny, green body tensing beside her. "You'll see," he said, a wicked grin spreading across his face. "But first, you'll have to prove your love. Prove that you're not just a puppet, dancing to my spell." He reached out, his clawed hand gripping her wrist, his sharp nails biting into her flesh.
Nelly winced, her eyes widening as he began to chant, his voice low and guttural. Suddenly, a portal opened before them, a swirling vortex of green and black that seemed to suck the very air from the room. Two small, ugly goblins stumbled out, their bodies twisted and misshapen, their skin a mottled green and brown. Nelly's eyes widened in horror, her body tensing as she realized that they were not alone. "You see, my dear," Pippin said, his voice a low, menacing growl, "I have friends who can help me with my...
desires," Pippin finished, his voice trailing off as he saw Nelly's expression change from mild interest to abject horror. "You can't mean... you can't really want to take me with you?" she stammered, her voice barely above a whisper.
Pippin's grin widened, revealing a set of tiny, pointed teeth. "Take her with you, she screams, trying to run," he hissed, his voice a guttural growl that sent shivers down Nelly's spine. Before she could even react, the two ugly goblins that had emerged from the portal lunged at her, their twisted bodies moving with an eerie speed. Nelly screamed, her body shaking as she tried to run, but it was no use. The goblins were on her, their clawed hands gripping her arms, their fingers digging into her flesh.
One of the ugliest, a twisted creature with a snout full of jagged teeth, took a chance and licked her tit, grasping the size of it and moaning, "Mmm, pretty one." Nelly struggled and squirmed, but it was no use. They were too strong, their grip too tight. With a sudden, brutal tug, they pulled her towards the portal, her screams echoing through the room as she was dragged towards the swirling vortex of green and black. The goblins leered at her, their eyes gleaming with lust and malice as they forced her through the portal, their clawed hands gripping her tightly, keeping her from escaping. Nelly kicked and thrashed, her screams filled with terror and despair, but it was no use.
The ugly goblins, their twisted bodies writhing with cruel laughter, dragged her towards the portal with an iron grip. Her perfect body shook and trembled, begging to be released, her big tits jiggling and bouncing with each brutal pull. "No!" she cried out, her voice hoarse with panic. "Please, don't take me! Please, I'll do anything, just let me go!"
The goblins laughed, a high-pitched, cackling sound that sent shivers down Nelly's spine. "You're ours now, pretty one," the one with the snout full of jagged teeth sneered, his breath hot and foul against her face.
"I'm gonna fuck you first, before the goblin king sees you." He grabbed her fat ass tightly, his clawed fingers digging into her soft flesh, making her yelp in pain and surprise. Nelly struggled in their grip, her eyes wide with fear and disbelief. "No, stop! Please, don't do this!" she pleaded, her voice shaking with terror.
The goblin just laughed, a high-pitched, cackling sound that sent shivers down her spine. "You're gonna love every minute of it, pretty one," he growled, his eyes gleaming with lust and malice. "And if you don't, well, we'll just make sure you do."
Nelly's struggle grew more desperate, her body twisting and turning as she tried to break free from their iron grip. But it was no use.
With a final, brutal shove, the goblins forced Nelly through the portal. She shrieked as she tumbled through the swirling vortex, her body convulsing with terror and disorientation. The last thing she saw before the portal closed behind her was Pippin's wicked grin, his tiny, green face lit with a cruel, triumphant smile. "See you soon, my love," he called out, his voice echoing in the now empty room. The portal snapped shut with a final, resounding pop, plunging Nelly into darkness. Nelly landed hard on something soft but firm, her body bouncing slightly before coming to a halt. She lay there for a moment, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps, her mind struggling to process what had just happened. She was no longer in her apartment, that much was certain.