Gobtober: Wild (Patreon)

unfinished Gobtober prompts from a couple years ago. I still have the list of what I have and haven’t worked, and kind of just did my own art for the last year. For whatever reason, the prompt for “wild” always yelled party girls to me and I just didn’t have much to work with it until recently for some reason. Just two drunk gobbos fuckin’ and suckin’ around Mardi Gras (southern rowdy street festival thing, for you non-Americans).

Anyway, feels good to finish something again! I’ll be sure to fit in more this month for y’all.

“Spring breaaaaak!”

“YEA!”

“I’ma suck on so many humie stuffers that I turn into one!”

“You better not, girl, or I’m gonna have to suck you too!”

“That’s cuz you’re a real geechy! You know that?!”

“YEAAAAAA~!”

Razz and Neeka had done plenty of pregaming, drinking lots of sugar and booze to fire themselves up for hitting Mardi Gras. Goblins could digest just about anything short of gasoline so it took a lot to get them this wasted. There were still empty bottles on the floor of their hotel room where they had to specially prepare goblin booze that didn’t taste like mushrooms and banana peels. The recipe they’d landed on included raspberry iced tea mix, cleaning chemicals and tequila.

The sloppy goblin girls roamed the streets, squeezing their short and curvy bodies between the various bodies around them. They bought up food and more drinks wherever they could while joining in the rowdy and flirty celebration. Mardi Gras had only gotten wilder since the introduction of magic and monstergirls. It was their first time visiting during the occasion and the pair of horny shortstacks couldn’t be more excited. They slipped between the bigger visitors while making themselves seen anytime they wanted to flash for more beads and attention.

Razz had pale red hair like her name suggested, wound up in a pair of spherical buns. She had a broad nose speckled with freckles, some jean shorts and an easily removed t-shirt with the Stackers logo on it. She possessed the ridiculous figure common among her kind, a plump green gal of tits and ass that filled her clothes up nicely.

Neeka was a little taller and skinnier, the “type B” of goblin builds. She was lanky and wiry while still barely over 3 feet tall. She had a thin point of a nose with straight blue hair down to her hips. While skinny, she was still a goblin and had almost all her body fat popping out in a bubble butt and perky tits that pushed out her skirt and tank top with “100% Swamp Monster” on the front.

They had their fun wherever they went with nowhere particular in mind. The tiny besties would have each other’s backs, which mostly meant taking turns going to buy snacks while the other one hooked up for a quickie. When Razz went to get them beignets, Neeka flirted her way into an alleyway. By the time Razz got back, the bluehead was bent over an old bar stool getting pounded from behind. Razz gladly and casually hand-fed her besty a beignet while she was still hilted on humie dong.

Not long after, Razz started to sloppily flirt with a cute oni. Neeka excused herself to go grab a mega-gulp of Ghouly soda to keep the party going. She was unphased but happy to return to find her chubby buddy in a full nelson with her legs up behind her ears and her belly swollen with demonic dick. Neeka only asked the guy to lower her long enough to give her a hi-five before letting them keep going.

The girls cycled between banging strangers, binging on snacks and alcohol, and stopping to put on sexy displays for strangers. Especially if it got them free snacks and alcohol. They gladly spent a few minutes sucking the spit off each other’s long tongues to split a guy’s extra hot dog, and showing off their jiggling green gumballs paid off when they found the guy giving out free fries for their beads.

“Uhmigod this’ so fun!” Neeka gurgled around her mouth stuffed with fries.

“I feel like that guy…” Razz mumbled happily as she draped an arm around her friend’s shoulder.

“Gi Fury?” Neeka guessed the famous harpy food channel host.

“No the cartoon guy! The rat… Charlotte’s Web…”

“Fuck, uh… Rattigan!”

“Nooo! Fuck, this’ gonna drive me crazy. Lemme lookit up…”

Razz took out her phone. She immediately forgot what she was doing and kissed Neeka on the cheek before snapping a selfie.

“So didja find it?” the blue-haired goblin asked with a loose grin like she’d barely noticed.

“Huh? Oh nah. Who cares? Mardi Gras, babyyy!”

“YEA! Gobs gone wild!”

They sucked on their double-headed straw to drain more of their soda. Neeka’s eyes wandered over to a blue-skinned elf with tousled blonde hair leaning against a wall and nursing some cocktail. He wore a speedo and what seemed to be a coat of decorative and colorful feathers over his arms. His lean swimmer bod was about as buff as elves tended to get.

“Ooh. Feather guy,” the taller gob pointed out.

“Yea… nice. Man, you ever feel bad for tall people?”

“Why that?”

“Cuz we can slip and squeeze around. And when they fuck it’s not like they can take a dick that’s a third the size’ve their body. They’re all stretched out so it’s gotta reach further, so the rest of ‘em can’t enjoy it.”

“Ah. Like the noble apatosaurus…” Neeka mused.

“With its terrible orgasms while we’re all bunched up with our brains only yay far from our gundles.”

Razz nodded and set aside their soda.

“Yea, let’s treat bird elf to somethin’ nice. Hey! Hey, bro!”

“Ey, sugardiiiiick!”

“Yea! Hey, mon ami!” Razz echoed in a flimsy attempt at a French/cajun/kind of dwarvish accent.

His pointed ears picked up on them but it took the elf a moment to realize they were talking to him. He looked up from his drink to point at himself.

“Yea, you! Cum gutters!” Neek confirmed.

The girls slid through the crowd with all their drunken grace to get up to him.

“You ever fucked a double-decker before?”

The blue man raised an eyebrow and finished his drink.

“A what now?”

“Ohh, dude! You poor baby! You big tall shredded baby!” Razz groaned.

The redhead leaned a hand against the wall and patted the elf’s abs consolingly.

“Well I’m gonna hook you up. Cuz you deserve it, bird guy. Nobody gets you like we do,” Neeka insisted.

“We get how tough it is bein’ a bird elf.”

“Sea elf. The feathers were supposed to be ironic, but whatever,” he corrected quickly.

He dismissed the mistake like it wasn't the biggest thing on his mind right now. The four green tits pushing up against his legs were.

“Well hang tight. You’re good right there. Neekie, be my head for me while I snuck this guy!”

“I got you, girl! Lemme up there!”

The thinner of the girls pulled on Razz’s head, scrambling up her friend. The redhead cooed and shuddered a little when Neeka’s feet pressed on her ears, but forced herself to stay still despite the unique erogenous zone being tickled. The blue-haired goblin gripped her toes around her shoulders while another hand held onto one of her hair buns. It put Neeka right about even with the elf’s face.

“Are you going to put on a trench coat or something now?” the elf chuckled at the sight.

“Oh that’s a double-decker with bacon and we don’t have one with us,” Razz replied from down below, her head and broad ears peeking out from beyond Neeka’s hips.

“Yea, I just get the top half and she gets the bottom,” her partner in fuckin’ explained before they just went at it.

Razz’s hands pulled right down on the elven man’s bottoms, planting a few hungry, sloppy kisses onto his member. Her lips pinned it against his toned belly as she giggled dizzily to herself.

“It’s so cuuute,” she cooed as she smacked her lips and curled her tongue around it.

She leaned in and rolled her shoulders, boosting her boobs up a little more to rub against his thighs and balls. All the while Neeka was running her hands over the elf’s chest, making out with him as her slender tongue kept sliding into his mouth. The blue man started to catch up to them, wrapping an arm around Neeka’s skinny waist while his other hand fondled her tits. By this late at night, even the police were overlooking anybody who wasn’t hurting somebody else so they were free to grind and suck right there in the streets.

The elf hugged Neeka against his toned chest until her tits squashed against the firm muscle. Her plump boobs swelled up over her top as his free hand went down beneath her skirt. Neeka wasn’t sure where she’d left her underwear, but they’d only have gotten in her way when the blue boy started to finger her. Even with her hasty cleanings, she was so soaked in her own juices that his longer fingers dipped deep into her slit. The wet sucking sound of her tight snatch loosening for his pumping hand kept a rhythm to their moaning and groping.

Razz didn’t mind in the slightest as Neeka’s pussy drooled over her head. She was wolfing down the elf cock in front of her, spittle running down her pouty lips and over her bust. Her boobs bounced his balls atop them as she bobbed her head, painting his shaft with her thick saliva. She used her hands to keep it steady, but no breed of elf was especially hung. Once she had it securely trapped in her mouth and buried up to her lips, she freed up her hands to unbutton her shorts and slid her hand down her panties. Her moans joined the ones going off above her as she masturbated along with the horny pair making out with her stacked little threesome.

The slutty shorties combined made quick work of the elf. Their hungry mouths sucked him dry from both ends until he was moaning into Neeka’s lips. He shuddered and thrust into Razz’s face, humping her head hard enough that Neeka had to adjust her footing a few times to stay on top of her. The feathered stranger’s fingers flexed and tightened inside her as the goblins’ hard nipples poked at his legs and chest. With a sharp, husky grunt, he squeezed Neeka hard enough to lift her off her fuckbuddy. His fingers jammed in deeper still, scissoring around her clit as he thrust and came inside Razz’s mouth. The thick wave of cum surprised her, flooding her mouth and splashing out past her lips. The jizz smeared down her chin and chest, and while it didn’t taste quite as good as human cum it still hit those breeding-crazy parts of her brain. Razz’ eyes rolled back and came in her shorts just as she gawked in pleasure. The cock flopped free and splashed over Neeka’s legs as they crossed and squirted over the elf’s hand and trickled over Razz’s tits.

The elf sighed deeply and loosened his grip. “I gotcha!” Razz insisted, darting under Neeka as she came down.

They flopped into each other, providing almost no help for one another. The drunk and cum-brained goblins giggled in a heap on the street together as people casually stepped around or over them, sparing them the occasional cheer or another beaded necklace.

“You good down there, little ladies?” the sea elf asked, leaning over them. ‘Need me to put up a roadblock or anything around you?”

“Nahhh. We’re good.”

“SO good!”

“Mardi Gras!”

“WOO!”

Razz felt along the sidewalk until she grabbed an abandoned scrap of cotton candy. She ate it and half the paper cone before offering the rest to Neeka.

“Hey, Nene?”

“Yea?”

“It’s gettin’ pretty late, huh?”

“Uhdunno. Maybe?”

Neeka held out her paper cone to catch some spilled beer and munched down her share of soaked, alcoholic candy.

“Wanna just go back to the room and eat whatever hole we can reach on each other ‘til we finally crash and pass out?” Razz suggested.

“Fuck. Yes. This’ why we’re besties,” the skinny, only mostly conscious goblin rambled.

“Cuz I eat ass?”

“Cuz you always got the best ideas. And cuz I love you, bitch. But mostly cuz of the ideas.”

“Yea… I ideas you too,” Razz giggled before helping her equally unstead friend up and back to their hotel room.