The Monsters of Eroticon: Gilda Gladstone the Dwarf (Patreon)

A very spontaneous idea I wrote in about 24 hours! Coming up with porn star names for monstergirls escalated to writing out this extensive sexy meet and greet scenario. The idea being this shy fanboy keeps getting laid for various reasons by the porn starlets he meets.

I wrote Mark probably closer to a harem anime protagonist than I usually tend to. He’s a shy lonely dork who can’t stop tripping over pussy for the sake of the plot. I wanted him to be sweet enough to be likable, but he also knows numerous porn stars well enough to want their autographs. Also needed him to be nice enough that he doesn’t trigger stalker vibes for the readers or the girls he meets. He respects and supports porn creators like a lot of you folks do!

I also knew that porn and sex toy conventions were a thing. I was a little disappointed to find that Eroticon was already an existing name, but I liked it too much and used it anyway.

Mark was a major fanboy, and going to Eroticon was an absolute dream of his. He was a bit of a loner, spending a lot of time at home. He did his best to keep from being an unwashed creep of a stereotype, but he was still generally awkward. He was fair-skinned and skinny, dressing in an Eroticon t-shirt he got with his Deluxe ticket under his open comfort hoodie. He had combed his pale blue hair into a presentable kind of messy and called it there, looking like any other awkward if a bit feminine human as he went deeper into the con.

Eroticon was a sort of blanket statement of a con for adult entertainment. There was a lot of focus on porn and fetish gear, with companies mostly interested in showing off their latest sex toys. Mark himself was looking for autographs. He had several DVD cases that he got as collectors items more than anything since he had them downloaded. He followed a lot of his favorite porn stars on social media and donated to their streams. He was a bit of a simp for them, but he always liked the ones that were genuine and charming in their own special ways. Gilda Gladstone, Sedusa Snakehead, Shiny Crystalle, Elvira Ekwine, and all his favorites were going to be at this con, and he couldn’t wait to meet them in person.

Mark made his way through the aisles of the vendor’s hall where the booths showed off everything from enchanted dildos to fairy-sized onaholes to armored condoms to “bimbofying” clothing. Magic was definitely making leaps and bounds in the porn industry, but he was here for people over things.

He reached one of the booths he was looking for where a short line awaited Gilda Gladstone. The short, thick and milfy dwarf smiled and chatted with everyone who stepped up. She had an especially curvy figure, even for a dwarf. Gilda had pale skin and dense, light freckles along her arms and cleavage like generous doses of cinnamon were applied to her tits. She had dark blonde hair tied into two thick braids hanging over her shoulders. She had full lips and a petite button if a nose, both of which curled with her smile. She had soft, thick limbs like a casual weightlifter, ruby-painted fingernails and emerald eyes. Most notably, she had dressed in knee high boots and a corset that squeezed her slightly pudgy middle up into her already impressive boobs. It made the garment look like it was there to restrain her nipples from peeking out at the drooling fans.

The line was only a few people long, but Mark was so excited to meet her that the 5 minutes felt like forever. He finally stepped up as a geeky goblin in front of him left with a signed poster and a promise to never wash the hand she’d just squeezed. Gilda smiled fondly up at  Mark as he approached her table of photos, posters, videos and some other sparse merchandise.

“Hey there, sparkles. How’s the con treatin’ ya?”

Gilda could put on a decent dwarvish accent on her videos but Mark wasn’t surprised by her natural Southern drawl from her streams. Mark smiled widely but shyly as he fished out the DVD case with a flirtatious Gilda laying on an anvil in lingerie.

“H-hi, Gilda. I mean, it’s good. I kinda just got here…”

The dwarven pornstar smiled wide. She was probably used to acting pleasant for her fans but it still made Mark’s heart tremble.

“And you came to see me first? Well aren’t you just sweet as sugar?” Filda gushed.

Mark smiled and laughed despite himself, squeezing the box like a talisman. It took him a moment to remember why he was there but Gilda never rushed him.

“Yea, well… I really wanted to get your autograph so… if you could?”

Gilda gently took the DVD from him. She read the cover and smiled fondly.

“Steaming Hot Forgemaiden.’ Gods bless the folks who write this stuff. You ever see the one they did for that Diamonds Are Unfuckable thing I did?”

“The most fun you can have with a miner,” Mark recited instinctively.

Gilda laughed before he could feel too awkward about his dorky outburst.

“Damn, that one still gets me . It’s like the dadjoke of pornos…”

“Well I know how much you like being in them. You always seem like you’re having so much fun on your streams, so I can’t help but tune in.”

She started signing his box in marker, smiling while he talked about her work.

“So was this one your favorite?”

“Yea! Definitely. It’s really hot and you’re just so… like you’re really enjoying it and acting up the whole scene. Watching you almost laugh right before you squirt on the iron dildo you forged yourself is so perfect I can’t help… er, y’know.”

Gilda’s smile curled a bit more at one side, evolving into a knowing smirk.

“Of course I didn’t REALLY make it myself, but you know. You really do pay attention to these things, huh?”

“I mean… they’re art, really. At least the stuff you’re in.”

Mark gulped and decided he was coming off as creepy. He cracked another blushing smile.

“Thank you so much for the autograph though!”

“Of course. Was there anything else you’d want from me?”

The sultry tone blew Mark away. He felt his erection push at his shorts, because she definitely hadn’t talked that way to the other visitors.

“Uh… well lots of things… but I mean, I have most of the stuff at your table already. I bought some of your art prints online…”

“Not everything’s on the price sheet, sugar shard. Not for the cute ones anyway,” she intoned softly.

Gilda flashed him a wink. Mark’s mouth went dry and he couldn’t remember blushing so hard in all his life. The busty blonde took his hand in her strong, red-tipped fingers and caressed it.

“Like… like what?” he stammered.

“How about forty and I promise you a good time? Autograph included.”

Mark could hardly talk but he managed to nod. She patted his hand and took care of the guest behind him before setting a blanket over her merch with a “Back in 15 minutes” sign.

She led Mark to the VIP section. It was a hall behind the vendors area with a few rooms of varying sizes. Gilda took him into one of the dressing rooms, a small space with a bed, makeup mirror, mini fridge, and some basic furniture. The smiling country dwarf shut the door behind them and strode up to Mark with all the confidence one would expect of a porn star with one of her fans. Her bulging breasts mashed into his lap and she smiled as his bulge settled in between them.

“Arighty, handsome. Let’s getcha good an’ ready.”

Gilda easily pulled down Mark’s shorts, yanking them off in one go while taking her time teasing down his boxers. Her eyebrows raised as she saw his boner pop out all too eagerly, already leaking a glob of precum like polish for the head.

“Now that’s a real shiner,” she cooed, her dwarvish slang mingling with her country accent in a way Mark always found cute.

“Not really… you must’ve seen bigger,” Mark deflected.

“I’ve seen a lot smaller,” Gilda said, still sounding impressed.

She was just over four feet tall, so she didn’t even have to kneel to take his cock into her mouth. Mark gasped and froze up, locking hos legs in place as the famously pouty lips worked their magic on him. She licked around his shaft and her own lips, wetting them both so that she made a vulgar slurping sound with every pump of her head. She’d press in deep, taking most of his shaft at once while his balls bounced into her chest. Her warm, tight hole squeezed it possessively, and whenever she drew back for another pump of her facefucking he was treated to her firmly bouncing cleavage full of freckles.

With a wet smacking sound, Gilda lifted her head.

“C’mon there, stretch. You look like a stiff breeze’d knock ya over. Grab onto somethin’ if ya need.”

Gilda took Mark’s wrists in her strong hands and led them to her braids. She squeezed his hands, making them grab her hair in turn before stuffing herself on his manhood once again. Mark impulsively pulled on her braids, helping pull his shaft deeper into her mouth and throat. She moaned and drooled over his dick and her cleavage, batting those half-lidded, bright green eyes. It was clear he wasn’t hurting her, at least not in any way that she didn’t enjoy. She was a dwarf, and one that had masturbated on camera with a metal dildo.

It was all so hot for him that Mark was lasting so long out of shock alone. Gilda suddenly hugged her arms around his hips and thighs, lifting the scrawny human off his feet. She turned and tossed him onto the bed, only releasing his cock from her lips as he thumped down on the mattress.

Gilda climbed onto the bed, straddling the shocked and excited fanboy. Her soft curves disguised the dense weight that pushed down on his lap. Gilda reached behind her and pulled at the laces of her corset. Unsure if he should be helping, Mari settled for pulling off his own shirt. She caught his eye and gave him an upward nod.

“The boots stay on, big man,” she said confidently.

Mark’s cock twitched between her thick and muscled thighs as she quoted another of his favorite videos. As if that wasn’t enough of a treat, she finally undid her corset and slid it off her otherwise naked body. Her breasts fell free, huge and heavy with a satisfyingly firm wobble at their stop. A fat brass ring was pierced through each nipple, bouncing and slapping against the meaty tit below. She always kept her body hair trim, which was no small task for even a female dwarf, but an inviting puff of curly blonde bush was consciously left above her parted pussy lips.

Gilda straddled Mark’s hips, a practiced gesture guiding his shaft inside her. She shut her eyes, navigating their nethers hy touch. She bit her plump lower lip as the fetish fanboy felt his shaft push against her tangibly hard clitoris, firm and fat in her own arousal. Even her pussy was like the rest of her; compact, surprisingly solid, and oh so hot just to look at let alone touch.

“Ooh, lad… fine piece you’ve got there,” the squat porn star moaned as she started to rode him.

She couldn’t get him terribly deep into her tight snatch but it was more than enough for Mark. She still rode him hard. She rocked back and forth, throwing her dense bulk into each forward thrust. Her breasts flopped at the peak of each grinding hump, tickling her bush across his lower belly. He could feel her wide and juicy ass plant down on his thighs when she leaned back the other way.

“Do like treatin’ a fan to somethin’ special… but fuck do I love it when they give it right back,” Gilda cooed.

She shut her eyes and moaned. Mark started to thrust along with her as his arousal overtook his embarrassment. Soon Gilda was gasping whenever Mark pushed in time with her, slipping through her wet folds and cramming himself in tightly against her clit.

“Fuck yea… good lad…” she mused in some soft euphoric tone.

“Crack ‘em just like that…”

The milfy little blonde’s encouragement spurred on Mark’s courage. He had been staring at her dangling nipple piercings long enough that he confidently grabbed them both, looping his fingers through the openings. He pulled down on them to make her jerk forward with her next thrust, letting out a shrill cry as she ground roughly over his dick.

“Fuck yes!” the freckled porn star exclaimed too suddenly and loudly to be faked.

Her full lips hung open, gawking as it became her turn to be stunned with pleasure. Mark started to push and pull with her nipples as handles, getting her to rock back and forth in her mindless arousal. When she leaned in and kissed him, pushing her fat wet tongue and plump lips into his mouth to wet it with her own drooling saliva, neither could hold out any longer. Mark gave a quick, high pitched gasp as she moaned deeply into his mouth. Her body flexed and shuddered while he humped as hard as he could, hips bucking like mad. He couldn’t budge the heavier woman but she still jiggled from his efforts. Mark gave two long, heated twists of her bovine-like nipple rings as his seed sputtered into her, coating Gilda’s twat with his warm and appreciative cum. The much slighter flow if her clear cum trailed down the length of his shaft like an extra souvenir.

“Mmmmmm~! The stones on you, lad! You know how to flatten out a gal, dontcha!?”

Gilda crumbled on top of Mark like her latest colloquialism took the last of her strength. She landed her big sweaty breasts on his chest, the cooler rings trapped between their bare bodies. She planted a few soft, giggling kisses around his neck and chin as she let his twitching dick empty and soften inside her. Mark was still catching his breath (not that the heavy sex worker on top of himhelped that much) when Gilda got up to stretch. It gave Mark a perfect view of her muscular back and the runed tramp stamp above her big freckled butt. Between her sexual experience and dwarven stamina, she bounced back from her massive orgasm much quicker .

“I should get back to the table. Y’all mind lacin’ me back up back there?”

Her dazed fanboy gladly helped reattach her corset. She finished the final adjustments and tightened the laces before smiling over her shoulder at him.

“Y’allre a real sweetheart. How’s about we call it even after that?” she offered.

Mark realized she was talking about the money he still hadn’t handed over.

“Oh! Uh, if you really don’t mind.”

“Course I don’t mind. It’s alway so nice to have a fan gimme somethin special.”

Mark watched one of his favorite fap bait artists lick some of his cum off her fingertip.

“In fact, c’mere real quick. I got one more thing for ya.”

Gilda took out a marker and bent over his lap. Mark nearly flinched at her sucking off his tender dick again, but the curvy blonde just uncapped the marker. She neatly signed her name (complete with the heart atop the i) on his lower belly before planting a kiss right next to it. She gave him an assuring pat on the stomach.

“Take your time, sweet thing. I’ll let security know you’re comin’. Enjoy the con now, y’hear? And thanks again!”

Mark spent a few minutes recovering and struggling to comprehend how he’d gotten here. He’d slept with one of the sexiest women he knew to exist and she’d thanked him for it!

He checked his bag nearby. His signed DVD was still sticking out, the signature matching the one on his body. It made him remember his checklist of other sexual stars he’d wanted to meet today, from goblins to centaurs to gorgons. As he started to gather his things, Mark could only hope they were half as friendly as Gilda…