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...Flicking the last dab of thick white spunk on the young brunette's face, the prince evidently was however far from done. After three days of holding back, and the nubile young farm girl opening herself up for him, his manhood remained hard as steel, throbbing in his hand as he stroked himself to the scene of the busty brunette doused in his liquid virility.

Sophia had guessed as much that, once gone over the edge, there was no stopping him, or rather his manhood, again until those balls were properly emptied. But they were already late to return, and though she had assured their travel companions she'd return swiftly and to not follow her lest they get lost as well, she knew they'd probably start searching for them anyway of they did not go back swiftly.


So thinking quickly, Sophia loosened the straps of her breastplate, and knelt besides the young woman still recovering from the reckless lovemaking session she'd just received, in front of the prince. Though he at first didn't know what she could be thinking, it became clear quite quickly when she took his massive rod into her armoured hand gently, and guided it to her enormous, armour-clad bust. Sticking the arm-thick pole between the pale, pillowy globes through the openings in her armour.

"You'd better finish quickly my prince, the others will come looking soon enough, so... go as fast and hard as you like"

He didn't need to be told this twice, her confining armour kept her tits firmly squished around his tool while he used to juices of his previous lover still coating it as lube. And quickly the sounds of rattling and clanking armour plates rang through the woods. Neither having to use their hands, the prince merely looked back at his rod pistoning up and out of his saviour's cleavage again and again in awe and lust, the massive globes wobbling and jiggling around within the armour plates keeping them in place as he thrusted with wild abandon.

"Just don't get any on my armour, we don't have time to clean"...

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Contrary to the dwindling numbers of Black Orcs, the Hobgoblins are on the rise. A Hobgoblin is the result of an Orc and Goblin having a child together. In the past, when the Orcs still held to their rigid class based society, Goblins, though they often struck alliances with them, were seen as second-class citizens by many orcs. Though naturally inquisitive and inventive, the Orcs thought they lacked the "spark" needed for true science and Academia.

It was in the later years of the Orc empire where their pursuit of the truth at all costs started taking large turns, to large parts of Orc culture, Science had become akin to a religion, the values of logic and science twisted to fit dogmatic views and to excuse atrocities committed against others.

Because you can say what you want about the Elves failings and sins in the past, but it was the Orcs who threw the first rock that started the war which ended in their own doom.


Now, with their empire a distant memory, the class-system gone, Orc and Goblin couples are far more common. And so Hobgoblins are an increasingly frequent encounter.

Being a mix of both races, they sit comfortably in the middle, averaging out roughly man-sized, they have more powerful jaws and chins like the Orcs have, some even sporting a small tusk or two, and their ears are large and triangular like Goblins. Their famously sharply pointed noses completing the picture, Hobgoblins make for one of the few cases of the various fantasy races successfully interbreeding. (another example being dwarf/human hybrids).

Because usually, it tends not to go well.


Hey all,


Yes dear followers, that smut blurb IS the titfuck scene that was uploaded a couple weeks ago~ ;)


SoCarter out.

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