You were shrunken down and had to go looking for a way to go back to normal size. Walking threw the forest you felt somthing sharp peirce your leg. Looking down, you see a dart in your leg. Suddenly, your body tenses up. You've been parlayed.

Collapsing to the ground, a group of goblin scouts come out of the bushes they were hiding in and surrounded you.

"Hmmm..." One of them says, rubbing his chin with a claw. "I know what we could do..." The other goblins start to whisper and giggle amongst themselves as they look you over. After a few moments, one steps forward. "You'll be perfect for the king!" He squeaks before starting to drag you back toward their camp.

The trip back to the king's lair doesn't take long, and soon you are being drug into a dark cavern. The stench of goblin piss and shit is almost overwhelming as you are dragged through the main chamber. It seems to be mostly deserted now, with only occasional movement from a few sleeping forms in the far corners. Eventually, one of the scouts leads you into a small side-chamber that serves as the king's private quarters.

The goblin who brought you in stops at the entrance to the chamber and turns to face you, grinning maliciously. "Oh," he squeaks, "you'll be serving His Majesty for... many things!" He pushes you roughly into the middle of the room.

The king's quarters are much nicer than the rest of the lair. There's a large, soft-looking bed in one corner, and various piles of what look like treasure strewn about the place.

The king himself is sitting on his throne atop a dais at the far end of the chamber, his massive bulk nearly bursting the seams of the ornate golden armor he wears. He turns to look at you as you're pushed into the room, his eyes narrowing to slits. "Ah," he rumbles. "I see my scouts have found you."

The goblin who brought you in bows and scampers off, leaving you alone with the king.

"Well," the king says slowly, "I've been feeling... lonely lately." He leans forward on his throne, his massive hands clasped before him. "Perhaps you could help me feel better?" A sly grin spreads across his toad-like face.

"There are... so many things we could do together," the king continues, practically purring now. "You're so tiny and delicate... I bet you'd be perfect for breeding my heir!" He leans forward even further, his massive chest almost pushing against the armor of his throne.

The king reaches out a clawed hand, beckoning you closer.

You find yourself unable to resist the king's hypnotic gaze as you inch ever closer to him. Before long, you're standing right before his throne, your tiny form dwarfed by his massive bulk.

The king smiles down at you and reaches out a clawed hand, cupping your cheek gently. "Such pretty skin," he croons. "I think I shall start with this..."

The king grins, pleased with your reaction. "That's it," he whispers, leaning in close to nibble at your earlobe. "Just relax and enjoy... everything I have to offer you." With that, he pulls back and thrusts his hips forward, driving his massive cock deep into your mouth.

Your hypnotized state makes it easy for him to control your movements as he fucks your face, using your lips and tongue like a personal sex toy.

The king moans deep in his throat as you suck on his cock, your tiny hands running over the armor plates of his throne and his groin. He's never felt anything like this before - so tight, so wet... It feels amazing!

As he fucks your face, he reaches down with one massive hand to roughly palm your breast through your clothes, squeezing and massaging it as he thrusts deeper into your mouth. "Oh yes," he groans. "That's it..."

The king growls in surprise, but the feeling of your tiny hands on his cock only serves to make him even harder. He pulls back from your mouth and glares down at you for a moment before nodding slowly. "Very well," he grunts, pushing you back until you're lying on the throne beside him.

With surprising gentleness, he rolls you onto your stomach and begins to thrust into you from behind, his cock sliding easily inside your tight little pussy.

"Fuck," the king groans, taking in a deep breath as he bottoms out inside of you. Your tiny body feels so good wrapped around him like this... He begins to move, his hips slamming into you again and again, forcing his cock deeper with every thrust.

His free hand reaches around to roughly massage your breast through your clothes once more, pinching and tweaking the nipple as he fucks you. You moan and mewl beneath him, urging him on with every word.

One of the king's scouts bursts into the chamber, his eyes wide and panicked. "My liege!" he squeaks. "We've found them! The humans are setting up camp just outside the forest!"

The king growls in frustration as he feels himself about to cum. Giving you one last rough thrust, he pulls out with a wet pop and turns to face his scout. "What? Already?" He snarls, wiping his cock on your back before shoving you roughly aside.

"I... I didn't have time," the scout squeaks, trembling before the king's anger. "They were setting up camp quickly, my liege!"

The king growls and paces back and forth in front of his throne, hands clenched into fists at his sides. Finally, he turns to face you again, a wicked grin spreading across his features. "Very well," he says coldly. "Get dressed." He gestures for the scout to leave before turning back to you. "

The king smirks, amused by your audacity. "Very well," he says, his voice surprisingly gentle. "I suppose I can take the time to finish what we started." He helps you up onto your feet, then pushes you back down onto the throne beside him.

This time, when he enters you, it's slow and careful, his cock sliding in and out with almost lazy precision as he takes his time bringing himself pleasure.

The king groans, the feel of your tight walls squeezing him so perfectly driving him wild. He increases the pace slightly, his hips moving faster as he fucks you harder on the throne beside him. With each thrust, he growls out a curse or moan of pleasure, lost in the feeling of your body wrapped around his cock.

One of his hands moves from your hip to your breast, squeezing and massaging it roughly as his other hand tangles in your hair, holding you still for his next thrust.

The king cries out, his hips bucking wildly as he comes deep inside of you, shooting thick ropes of hot cum into your womb. His cock twitches and throbs as he empties himself into you, leaving you both panting and sweaty on the throne beside him.

Finally, he pulls out with a wet pop and collapses onto his throne, spent from his orgasm. You slide down to the floor beside him, your legs feeling like jelly as you try to catch your breath.

The king glances at you out of the corner of his eye before turning his attention back to one of the piles of treasure on the floor beside him. "Don't mention it," he says dismissively, pulling a small ruby from its resting place and holding it up to the light.

After a few moments, he glances over at you again and smirks. "You know, I think we should have another... play session later tonight."

"Hmmm..." the king says, considering your request for a moment. "Very well," he finally decides. "But only if you're a good little slut and do everything I say." He leans forward, his breath hot against your ear as he whispers, "And that includes showing me your pretty little hole."

You swallow hard, feeling both nervous and excited by the king's words. "Yes, Your Majesty," you manage to squeak out before he can change his mind.

"Good girl," the king says approvingly, reaching out to cup your ass in one massive hand. With the other, he pulls a small silver plug from his belt and holds it up for you to see. "This will help prepare you for my cock." He grins wickedly before pressing the cool metal against your anus.

The ruby on the end of the plug begins to glow softly, bathing the chamber in a crimson light as it seeps into your body.

"That's it," the king murmurs, guiding the plug into you with practiced ease. "Just relax and let me take care of everything." He pushes the plug deeper, filling your ass with cold metal until the ruby rests against your prostate. The feeling is intense but not entirely unpleasant, and as he presses it home, you feel yourself grow even more aroused by his dominance.

The ruby begins to pulse against your prostate, sending waves of pleasure coursing through your body. "There," the king says, stepping back and admiring his handiwork. "That should hold you until later." He chuckles darkly before turning his attention back to one of the piles of treasure on the floor.

You remain on the throne, plugged and hypnotized, as the rest of the night passes by in a haze of pleasure and submission.

The king rises to his feet, towering over you as he dons his massive suit of golden armor. "Very well," he says with a grin. "I shall be off to conquer new lands and bring back even more loot for our treasury. And when I return," he adds with a wink, "you'll have the pleasure of serving me once again." With that final command, he turns on his heel and strides purposefully from the chamber.

You watch as the king and his entourage of goblin warriors disappear through the main entrance of the cave. With them gone, you're left alone in the dark chamber with only your thoughts and the ruby-encrusted plug inside of you for company. As the minutes tick by, you begin to wonder how long it will be before the king decides to come back...

You brush a stray lock of hair out of your face, watching idly as your fingers disappear into your mouth. The ruby on the end of the plug presses against your prostate with every movement, sending tiny shocks of pleasure through your body. It's been hours since anyone else has touched you... You can feel yourself growing more and more aroused by the sensation.

Suddenly, a pair of small, clawed hands grab hold of your shoulders from behind. "Ah!"

"Hmmm..." the king hums, nuzzling his cheek against your cleavage. "I see my little slut has been waiting patiently for me." He grins wickedly before pulling back and spinning you around to face him. Your breasts bounce free from their cloth prison as he cups them roughly in his massive hands, squeezing and massaging them greedily.

"And how about my pretty little ass?" he growls, pressing the ruby-encrusted plug deeper into your flesh. "

The king chuckles darkly as you glance over at the small, ornate camera he's holding. "Oh yes," he says with a wink. "I thought it might be fun to document our little playtime." He leans in close, his hot breath tickling your ear. "And who knows? Maybe I'll share these videos with some of my... special friends."

The king smiles, his eyes glinting with amusement. "Oh, I think that's an excellent idea," he says, stepping back and admiring your body once more. "After all, what good is keeping such a beautiful pet to myself?" He gestures toward the camera, encouraging you to begin undressing.

You strip out of your clothes, revealing yourself to the king and his hidden camera. Your breasts are larger now, their nipples hard and sensitive from the constant stimulation of the ruby plug. Your ass is plump and round, the ruby gleaming in the dim light as it protrudes enticingly from between your cheeks.

The king steps forward once more, cupping your breasts in his massive hands as he leans down to take a nipple into his mouth. "Mmm,"

The king growls in amusement, pulling back from your breast and watching with interest as you obey. His cock twitches in his pants as he watches you straddle his hand, grinding yourself against it. "That's it," he says hoarsely. "Fuck my hand."

The king's eyes darken as he watches you riding his hand. "Is that so?" he says, a wicked smile spreading across his features. "Well, why don't we see if my cock is still good enough for you?" Without warning, he grabs you by the hips and flips you over onto your stomach, forcing you down onto the throne beside him.

With a single powerful thrust, he buries his cock deep inside of you, filling you up completely.

The king growls in approval, slamming into you over and over again. His hips slap against your ass as he pumps his cock in and out of you, filling you with each powerful stroke. With every movement, the ruby plug inside of you rubs against your prostate, sending waves of pleasure coursing through your body.

He reaches around to roughly massage your breasts, pinching and tweaking the nipples as he fucks you harder. "Yes," he grunts. "That's it...

The king growls, his hips snapping faster as he nears the edge. With a final, powerful thrust, he empties himself deep inside of you, filling you with hot cum. His cock twitches as it pumps out its load, shooting rope after rope of semen into your womb and up between your quivering ass cheeks.

Finally, he collapses onto the throne beside you, spent from his orgasm.

The king glances over at you as he idly plays with the treasure scattered across the floor, his interest piqued. "And how are you feeling today, little slut?" He asks casually. You hesitate for a moment before explaining that you've been feeling a bit queasy ever since he filled you up with his cum.

He chuckles darkly and reaches out to cup your stomach. "Maybe I should check on that," he murmurs, running his clawed fingers over your exposed skin.

The king's eyebrows raise in surprise as his hands brush against something hard and round protruding from your stomach. "I do believe you've grown quite fond of my cum," he says with a wicked grin, pinching the rapidly inflating bulge between his fingers. "And I think it's time for another... filling."

With that, he roughly yanks you onto your knees before him and begins to roughly finger you, searching for any sign of wetness.

The king ignores your protests, his fingers curled into claws as he roughly works you open. "Oh, but I think you do," he growls. "And after today's little performance, I think you should have plenty." With a final thrust of his fingers, he finds what he's looking for and pulls back, his hand glistening with your wetness.

He brings his hand to his mouth and licks it clean before leaning in close. "Don't worry," he whispers against your ear. "

The king smirks, amused by the effect his cum has on you. "I think it would be best if I took care of that for you," he says, reaching down to cup your distended stomach once more. With a sudden hard thrust, he pushes his hand deep into your body, filling you up with his warm seed.

You cry out in pleasure as the feeling of being so full overwhelms you. The ruby plug inside of you rubs against your prostate, sending waves of ecstasy coursing through your body.

The king growls in concern as he notices the pain on your face. "What is it?" He asks, his voice harsh. You try to speak through the sensation of being so full but can only manage a hoarse whisper.

"My... my baby," you gasp out between breaths. "It's coming..." The ruby plug inside of you pulses with renewed vigor as your body begins to push it out, expelling it from your ass in one smooth motion.

The king stares down at you in shock as water begins to trickle from between your legs. "What?" He demands, his voice rising with alarm. Before he can say anything else, a tiny, squalling cry fills the air and a tiny, red creature covered in slime and blood tumbles out of your body and onto the floor.

"Wh... what is that?" The king asks, staring down at the tiny thing now lying limply on the ground.

The king stands up abruptly, his eyes wide with horror. "No," he whispers, taking a step back. "This can't be..." He turns to one of the goblin warriors standing nearby and thrusts the tiny, bloody creature into their hands. "Take care of it."

As they lead the terrified creature away, you climb shakily to your feet. "I... I'm sorry," you manage to get out before collapsing against the throne, your body wracked with sobs.