The Age of Wonder is dead. The Age of Progress is now upon us. Ancient races of Man, Elf, Dwarf, Goblin and Orc have put aside their long standing embittered grudges to stop a terrible evil from ravaging the land and in this following new found peace they have produced feats that had been previously the jurisdiction of the Gods. Modern miracles are now so common that they’re available to everyone in this fantastic new era of learning and understanding. Cities have sprawled across the land, vast metropolitan vistas with spires of Steel and Glass. The humble horse and cart have been traded for the steam engine and eventually the electric rail.

However! Great Items of Power still reside in this world, and the heroes who find them will have adventures worthy of legend.

Chapter one

A young man is about to discover his destiny. He is of medium height and build, and has red-blonde hair. He is unaware of the destiny that will soon be visited upon him.

Arthur Penn wakes up like he does every morning, shit, shower, shave, grab a quick bite to eat and off to work. Shoving what he needs for the day into his work bag, he rushes out the door and makes his way to the office. Close enough to walk, luckily for him. He certainly doesn’t make enough to afford anything reliable enough to get him to work, and an unexpected repair bill… he shuddered at the thought. Before he even gets to work he’s already thinking about what he’s doing when he gets home. “Dinner? I suppose I still have those Dwarven meatballs and mead in the icebox, or maybe some Orcish stir fry?” He wonders aloud to nobody.

Centaurs taking passengers filled the road, their yellow and black checkered blankets on their back. His office building came into sight, a pillar of blackened glass and silvered lines. “I swear this company is lawful evil.” Nobody even used the old alignment charts anymore, considering them somewhat antiquated.

The giant double doors are meant to be imposing, and they were effective. A security guard stands a solitary watch outside, his belt and pants barely able to contain his massive gut. A hairy hand scratches at his groin. Troll. As mean as he looked, Arthur never had a problem with him. They hired on at the same time and went through orientation together. They exchanged a polite nod as Arthur ducked inside the massive lobby of polished stone and sleek but exceptionally uncomfortable lobby furniture.

He walked over to the south elevator and pushed one of the only buttons for a floor lower than the lobby. The sub basement. An actual dungeon if you asked anyone who worked there, it was home to the server banks, the janitorial department, and his office. Small as it was, it was his. He ran a department of one. Nobody knew what had happened to the last IT department and he had been hired in a flurry of activity that had made the last couple of months Avernus on Earth. He was finally making enough money to dig himself out of the student loan debt, so as busy as it was, it was worth it. He stopped before getting to his office door. Somebody was in there.

Arthur opened the door to find a tiefling woman in her mid thirties, with pale blue skin and black horns poking up through her pale hair. A real slave driver, she was as result oriented as they come. She had ambitions, and gods above help anyone who stood in her way. Today she was dressed in a white pencil skirt and suit jacket over a red tank top.

Arthur sent up a quick prayer to Mordam, the patron saint of tech, and stepped through the door. She turned to face him. “Well, at least you’re on time. I need your department’s inventory reports.”

“I could take a stock but it might take a bit, I’m by myself down here.” She sighed. “I’ll assign you some help, if you don’t have updated reports go down to dead files and grab last year’s, and make adjustments as needed.” She pushed past him and left the office. Arthur couldn’t help but glance at her appreciatively. She was lithe and athletic. Her skirt was just on the correct side of office appropriate. Updated reports, gods below this is going to be a long day. “Okay, down to dead files to see what I can scrounge up.” He headed over to the elevators.

Chapter two

He stepped out of the elevator on the only floor lower than his. Rows of incandescent lights illuminated dingy shelves and rows of filing cabinets. He had no idea where to start. This sub basement was huge. “A catalog. That’s what I need.” He walked over to a small desk next to the elevator. “Who the hell organized this hellhole?”

The catalog was an absolute mess; it was incomplete and unintelligible. He sighed resigned and picked a direction, making his way under the flickering, humming, whining fluorescent lights. File cabinets and shelves closed in on every side. He wandered around looking for a section of the archive that might actually contain what he was looking for. When he stopped in front of a dusty shelf. Clearly not everything down here was paperwork. Something on the small low shelf caught his eye.

It was balanced on the edge of the small, low shelf and his foot grazed it as he walked by. It made a high metallic sound as it bounced down the narrow aisle. He walked over to where it stopped and bent over to pick it up. It was a plain gold band. Pretty enough he supposed and he wondered who would lose it down here? Arthur shoved the ring into his pocket. He continued his hunt.

Eventually, finally, stumbling across the cabinets he needed. The binder was thicker than the textbooks he hated lugging around back in his college days, just a few short, brutal years ago. The job market had been rough but at least he was making good enough money for the time being. He headed back up to the office. As the elevator door opened he thought he heard his office door shut from down the hall. Great, more visitors.

Arthur opened his door carefully but not careful enough. He felt the door stall as it hit something and heard a low “Oof”. He closed his door and heard some shuffling around inside. Inside was a giantess, grass green and at least seven feet tall. She was dressed business casual, and that couldn’t hide her toned physique. She had the body of a warrior from ages past, and could crush his head between her thighs like a water balloon. Her small tusks poked out of her mouth with a slight curve. She smirked seeing him juggling the absolute tome of a record and the door. “You must be the new boss, I’m all yours.”

Arthur tried to recover and do his best to pick up his jaw off the ground. “Arthur, I don’t usually get visitors.” He gestured to the state of his office, “How can I help you?”

“I don’t know. I was told to report to you and that you would have something for me. I hope that’s the case, I don’t really enjoy being bounced around by the temp agency.” Her voice was smooth and deep and had a certain quality to it. He needed to get out more. When did he lose all of his social skills? He used to be popular, damnit.

He decided to stall, slipping past her into the office and offloading the giant-sized binder and sat in his office chair. She sat as well. Even sitting she was taller than him. He wasn’t short, just not on the same scale as this Amazonian woman. She looked younger than him though. She’s probably pretty fresh out of college, he thought to himself. He stuck his hand into his pocket. “What do I have in my pocket?” He mumbled to himself.

“We‘ll have to find something for you to do then. I didn’t catch your name?” He fiddled with his jacket pocket and his fingers glanced over the ring he found in the basement.

“Oh, sorry. I didn’t introduce myself, I’m Kira.” She replied. “I recently graduated from ATU, with a specialty in computer science.” The chair was too small for her. She was squeezed into it. The ring jumped onto his finger, and he pulled his hand out of his pocket startled, like he’d been bit. A tingling sensation ran up his arm. He looked down at it confused. Just as the chair snapped. She fell with a Yelp and he jumped up to help her. His hand touched hers and a jolt passed between them.

He pulled her up, but she had this blankness to her. “You didn’t hit your head did you?”

“No, I am alright.” She sounded off. Almost dreamy. He waved his hand in front of her face. She stood, swaying slightly, but making no other movement. She didn’t respond.

Command Her.

COMMAND HER!

The voice was pain. It resonated through his skull hard enough to stagger him, but then went silent.

He waved his hand in front of her face again. Nothing.

“Raise your hand.”

She took one hand and put it up.

“Holy shit, no way. No fucking way. What the absolute hells is this?” He laced his fingers behind his head and breathed deeply. “Okay, okay. No panicking. This is normal.” He said mostly to himself.

“I’m not panicking, but this is weird.” Her voice intoned back to him. She continued to stand there gently swaying with her hand up. She looked so blank. He glanced back up at her. “Put your hand down.” He steadied himself and glanced around, even though they were the only people in the small office, and reached out, giving a small squeeze to one of her perfect tits. Why did I do that? I shouldn’t have done that. I’m going to be fired for sexual harassment. Her nipples began to poke through the thin fabric of the shirt. His pants grew tighter.

He got an idea, she didn’t seem to be able to lie to him. He asked. “Kira, do you find me attractive?” She replied slowly, as though lost. “Yeah, you are pretty cute, for a human.” He shrugged it wasn’t the worst thing he’d heard. “Would you be interested in dating a guy like me?” She nodded slowly. “I always wanted to fuck my boss.” Woah that escalated quickly.

“You want to have sex with me.” He stated more confidently. “I want to have sex with you.” Okay, snap her out of this, you’ve already gone too far. “Okay Kira, you’re not going to remember this, you’ll remember falling out of your chair and that’s it.”

“Not remember this” She mumbled back through her pearly white tusks.

“Okay, wake up!”

Kira shakes her head, her short dark braid swinging back and forth. Blinking her bright green eyes, she takes a few seconds to come full awake. She looks down at the chair. “Oh my gods, I’m so sorry, I broke your chair!” Her green cheeks flushed a shade Arthur didn’t know orcs could achieve. “Oh, Trask below, I’ll get you a new chair!” Arthur wasn’t sure that the past couple of minutes even happened, and began to apologize. “No! No, don’t worry about it. It’s an old chair, um, stay here. I’ll go and steal one from another department. When I get back we’ll talk about what you can do here, maybe see about getting your own space.”

He pushed his way past her and through the door, was it him or did she feel hotter for some reason? He focused on breathing as he went back over to the elevator. No he thought, bathroom first. I’ll splash some cold water on my face. He veered away from the elevators and pushed open the bathroom door. No way did that really happen, he thought to himself. Oh it happened.

“Who the fuck said that!” He exclaimed. Not important. What is important is what you did to that poor orc girl. She was without her faculties for less than a minute and you, my dirty little pervert, groped her. I knew I picked a good one. And that bit at the end, making her sexually attracted to you. Gold. “What! Who are you?!?” He asked. You’re not listening, Arthur. I’m proposing a partnership. You can finally get a tad less repressed, and I get to come along for the ride. Trust me I’ve seen your past, you haven’t had a girlfriend since college. That was ages ago. And stop talking out loud people are going to think you’re crazy. Listen, I'll make it a bit more enticing. Lock the door.

Arthur felt like he was losing his mind, but he locked the door anyway, he didn’t want someone coming in here and seeing him shouting at nobody, like a crazy person. As the lock clicked he felt a heat traveling up his arm. It spread through his chest and out into all his extremities. All of his extremities. His crotch warmed and pulsed, and strained against his pants. His muscles thickened and tightened. The bit of gut he accumulated drinking his way through the last couple of years vanished, leaving washboard abs. He should have burst through his clothes but instead they felt like they were altering to his new form. There you go, see, was that so terrible? Better hurry up with that chair now. I’m sure Kira is waiting for you.

-KIRA

She was so embarrassed, it wasn’t the first time she’d broken a piece of furniture but to do it in front of the new boss… especially since that new boss was super attractive… She shook her head again, she still felt a bit fuzzy, did she hit her head? He was a hunk, right? That wasn’t just me? She couldn’t think straight. The little office smelled like him. Not strongly, but an orc's sense of smell is a bit stronger than that of a human’s. She felt like she was overheated. Her hand unconsciously began drifting towards her skirt.

She jerked her hand back. What am I doing? I shouldn’t do that at work. I would absolutely get fired if he came in here and found me like that…. She took a deep breath. That was not a productive line of thought. Get through my shift and go home. Maybe I should ask him out? No. I need this job. I’m not going to jeopardize it by fucking around with my new supervisor. He probably wouldn’t even go for a girl like me. Most guys don’t like women who are taller than them. She continued to try and calm herself down.

Chapter Three

“What the absolute fuck?” Hey now, no need for that kind of language, unless there’s actual fucking involved. Then go ham. And what did I tell you about talking out loud? People are going to think you’re crazy. Arthur had to calm down. He looked down at the ring, and tried to pull it off. It wouldn’t budge. He grit his teeth and tried again. He felt like his finger was going to rip off. Arthur stopped, and took a deep breath.

Oh yeah, you can’t take me off champ. You’re stuck with me. Hey, you’ve been gone for a while now. Did you ever get that chair for Kira or are you just leaving her standing in your office? Kira. Oh crap, how long have I been gone for? Arthur wondered. He straightened himself up in the mirror, he still looked like himself, but better. His jawline was more square. He felt taller. He probably still wasn’t as tall as the green beauty that he left in his office, but he was at least as muscular as she was, if not more so.

He sighed. He had been gone long enough already and he still hadn’t found a replacement chair. To the elevator then. He unlocked the bathroom door and walked out into the hallway. It was empty. For the most part he was glad that he worked in the basement, he definitely didn’t want anyone else to see him today. He was going to have to go upstairs to grab a new chair.

He was going to need to be quick. In and out, don’t let anyone else see you. Don’t let anybody ask any IT questions. The elevator doors opened. He hunched, trying to make himself seem smaller, which was nearly impossible with his shiny new body. He walked over to an empty office. Now normally office furniture was the first to get scavenged whenever someone left, but this office had been locked up tight, and luckily, he had a key. He grabbed the oversized rolling chair and wheeled it back to the elevator, locking the office behind him.

He sighed in relief. Bring the chair back down to the basement and you’ll be fine. I’m probably just losing my mind. He almost chuckled. There was no way that this was really happening right? The elevator dinged and opened, and he wheeled the chair back down the hallway to his office near the servers. He pushed open the door gently and found Kira in the same spot he had left her. I told her to stay there. Shit. Is she still following commands? He pushed the chair into the office. “I’m back. Sit, sit.” She sat immediately. “I didn’t know how long you would take so I didn’t want to just leave.”

He dropped back behind his desk. She looked at him. He looked different and she couldn’t put her finger on it. She pressed her knees together trying to banish the thought, and sat up a bit straighter. She had unbuttoned the top two buttons on her blouse while he was gone, she told herself that she was just too hot. Unconsciously she was hoping that the ample cleavage would be appreciated. None of her old boyfriends had ever complained, surely, and with him back in the room her nipples began to poke through her thin shirt.

Arthur definitely noticed. He was glad that the desk blocked any view of what was going on below his waistline. He decided to try something out. Can I put her back into a trance? He tried to communicate with the ring. Of course, you’ve already touched her, just make sure she can see the ring and say ‘trance’. He put his ringed hand back onto the desk and “Trance.”

Her head slumped forward. “Holy shit, it actually worked.”

“Alright Kira, are you paying attention?”

“I am paying attention.” She really had the softest face, her surprisingly delicate features were perfect, with soft lips and high cheekbones.

“Good. Answer me honestly. Do you want to fuck?”

“Yes. I want to fuck.” Even in her tranced state she sounded flushed with need.

“Alright Kira, you think I am the most attractive person you’ve ever seen. From now on any time you touch yourself you’ll think about me. Do you understand?” He asked. “Yes.” She intoned back. “Good, you want to be a good girl for me, don’t you?”

“Yes sir.” Sir? I didn’t even tell her to say that. His cock twitched, and he could feel some pre cum soak into his boxers. He looked her up and down. Her nipples were poking through her top and her face was flushed. She was practically panting. He stood up and walked to the other side of the desk, and carefully lifted the business skirt to expose… bright pink panties. Soaked bright pink panties. He felt his mouth water and his cock jerked again in his pants.

“Kira, from now on your cunt will always be this wet.”

“Yes sir, Always this wet.”

“Good, and when you think about me it is going to be twice this wet.” He didn’t even know if he could influence biology like that but it was worth a shot. “Yes sir, twice as wet.” Her body shivered and she pitched forward gasping, as she ground her knees together. He lost his grip on the skirt, surprised. She sat back up the blank but flushed look still on her face.

Arthur snapped his fingers and barked “Awake!” Kira inhaled sharply and exhaled shakily. Her lips parted slightly as she looked up at Arthur leaning against his desk. “How are you feeling?” He asked.

“I’m…” she started. She sniffed, she could smell him. And his crotch was right at eye level. There was no way she could miss that new bulge. “Can I…” she couldn’t think straight. Her body was in overdrive. She felt hot, flushed. Her cunt… oh Trask. Her cunt was going crazy. She was going to ruin this chair at this rate and her skirt was almost certainly a lost cause.

The inside of her pale green thighs were slick while she ground her knees together. Suddenly she lurched forward, her face pressed into the fabric of his pants. She inhaled again, she couldn’t think with the smell of his cock so close. Arthur popped the top button of his pants. She began pawing them off greedily. As they dropped to the floor his cock sprang up and rested gently on her face. She grabbed him in one hand and maneuvered him into her mouth, being extra careful to not graze his perfect cock with her sharp tusks.

He let her worship his cock. Her tongue was long and slick and teased the length of his newfound equipment. It was even bigger than the obvious fakes he saw in the fake ads that would definitely give you a computer virus. She had ditched her shirt, somehow removing it without stopping her attention. Arthur looked down at her. She had perfect perky tits. Her nipples were darker green and perfectly shaped.

Suddenly she stood pushing him to the desk. Before he wouldn’t have had a chance in the world of resisting her, but now…

He let her take the lead, still a bit in shock. Her skirt hiked up around her toned midsection as she gripped his hips with her knees. She was so wet he could feel her hot juices dripping on his thighs, as she guided his massive new cock into her. Her cunt was the hottest, tightest thing he had ever felt. She leaned over him as she began to bounce, planting kisses up and down his neck. She moaned “Oh fuck, you’re so big!” as she gyrated, unable to take him any deeper. Arthur filled her completely, and she loved every inch of it.

One hand drifted down to her clit, as she bucked and shuddered on his cock. “Please sir, I want to cum. Can I cum?” She sounded flushed and desperate. With a few commands he had reduced this absolute Amazon of a woman into a begging cocksleeve. “Not yet,” he grunted, grabbing her hips. He pulled her down bottoming out inside her. She didn’t stop, grinding harder on his cock as she gasped in pleasure.

He grabbed her tits and guided one nipple into his mouth and applied a small amount of pressure with his teeth. She groaned in delight. Her cunt reacted immediately, clamping down on his dick, like it was trying to milk every drop out of him. The pressure sent him over the edge and he erupted into her. Shot after shot filled her and the sensation was too much. She came, shuddering and whimpering on top of him. The small office reeked of sex. She collapsed on top of him, panting and disoriented.

She had just fucked her new boss. That was amazing. She couldn’t hardly think straight. Oh Trask, he didn’t use a condom. I’m not on birth control. She hadn’t taken it since she broke up with her boyfriend a couple of months ago. Neither of them knew it, but his seed was the most potent around. I’ll need a morning after pill. She thought. No. You won’t take any birth control. You’ll forget all about that. “No birth control, forget all about it.” She whimpered it so quietly, Arthur didn’t hear it, still recovering from the most powerful orgasm he ever had, still gently sucking on one perfect nipple.

The aftershocks rippled through her, causing some of his cum to leak down her thighs. She began to pull up off of him. Arthur’s cock felt a small pop and looked down to see her on her knees again gently cleaning him with her mouth. One hand was held below her snatch to catch the hot splunk dripping out of her. She swapped hands and lapped the cum from it as he watched. His cock splurted again. Sending one last rope over her face and tits. Her lips parted just slightly too late in an attempt to catch it in her mouth. She carefully maneuvered it with a finger to get it all into her mouth and then went back to thoroughly cleaning him.

Chapter four

Kira looked up at Arthur, his cock pressed into her cheek. The office (and the orc) was a total mess. “We should get this place cleaned up. You should go to the bathroom.” He suggested, chuckling softly. That was amazing. Arthur thought to himself. He was finally able to string more than two thoughts together. Kira nodded, and got to her feet, looking around for something to clean herself up with for the walk down the hall.

She settled on taking her underwear, now discarded, and wiping up the last remnants of the cocktail of their combined lovemaking, buttoning her shirt back up and hiking her skirt back down. A special little show just for him. The shirt and skirt both felt… tighter? No, that can’t be right. She thought as she pulled the skirt over her tight ass, but the front of her shirt certainly had even more trouble, straining itself over her now massive tits. She was almost definitely going to lose a button.

Arthur pulled up his pants, and tucked his shirt back in. Kira was a mess. She was still breathing hard. Arthur felt amazing, like his energy was boundless. He felt as though his stamina hadn’t been depleted at all, he could do that all day and night and day again, visions of harems of girls of every walk of life, unable to keep up with him, danced in front of his eyes. He looked back at Kira, blinking.

He looked at the time the workday had ended.

“Why don’t you come over for dinner?” Kira asked as she walked back into the office. Kira was feeling a lot more clear headed now. “I feel like I’m doing this all backwards, but I don’t normally just jump a guy.” Kira looked embarrassed. It was adorable on her. She was turning that color again quickly. Arthur responded “I, um, I would like that. I don’t exactly do this either.” They shared an awkward laugh. “Dinner though, sounds like a great idea.” Arthur was a bit relieved, he had wondered if she was going to be completely incapable of independent action ever again. Only if you want, stud. Okay that’s not ominous at all.

They took the elevator back up to the lobby, and a cab back to a small brick apartment building in the old elven quarter. The cramped quarters of the cab began to erode Kira’s self control. She could still smell him. She had washed herself off in the ladies bathroom but she couldn’t stop feeling the way his cum had felt on her skin.

She could still taste it, and in the cab she was practically sitting in his lap. She couldn’t help but smell him. She tried to keep a cool exterior but the sensations of the office fuckfest still played in her head. She was relieved when she finally unlocked the door to her apartment. “Uhm, why don’t you make yourself at home. I’m going to step right back out and grab some stuff for dinner.” She was going to jump him again if she stayed. She made an expeditious retreat, but forgot to mention something important…

Chapter five

Arthur sat on the couch. The apartment was sized for the orcess but he began to notice details that nagged at him. There was a small step stool next to the couch, tucked under the side table, another pair of step stools in the kitchen that could easily be tucked away next to the counter. There was a pair of mirrors next to the door, one at Arthur’s newfound eye level and another one at crotch height. Arthur didn’t get to ponder it for long. He heard feet padding around the kitchen but his view was obstructed by the island countertop. The fridge opened and closed and a figure came around the corner into view.

She was short. Even sitting down Arthur towered over her. Her arms were loaded with a pile of snacks so tall she couldn’t see past it. She dumped the pile onto the coffee table and looked up at Arthur, noticing him now for the first time. “Ah! Why are you in my apartment?!?” She jumped back assuming a pose she hoped was intimidating but instead was just adorable. She was a goblin, with dark emerald green skin and pointed ears. She had a shock of short blue hair. She had some serious curves, maybe it was just because she was so short, but her hips were thicc. She was wearing a large tee shirt, big enough to reach her knees.

Arthur held up his hands in a calming gesture. “Kira brought me over. She had to run out for some groceries for dinner.”

“Dinner? She must like you.” She dropped the pose. “How long have you known each other?” She narrowed her eyes, Kira hadn’t been on a date for months. Who was this guy? He was a hunk for sure. He… seemed nice enough though. Automatically better than the last guy she had dated, although that bar was so low it was in the sewers. “We know each other from work.” He fudged, not really answering the question. Good dodge. She’s cute isn’t she? The voice in his head added. Shut up. She narrowed her eyes. “I’m, um Arthur. By the way.”

“I’m Mata. Um, I’m going to watch some tv if you’re just waiting around.” She grabbed one of the step stools and clambered up the massive couch. She settled in and flipped on the tv. It was some trash show, he didn’t pay attention to it. She’s cute. Go on, touch her.

Chapter six

She reached for the remote on the coffee table, it was out of her reach. With an annoyed huff she looked over at Arthur. She flipped over onto her stomach and began a surprisingly effort intensive maneuver to reach the remote without having to get off the couch. Balancing carefully she bridged the gulf between the couch and the table. Arthur remained motionless, realizing (too late) that he was able to reach the remote and that her annoyance was directed at him.

Her oversized tee shirt had slid up her torso. Her panties were black, a stark contrast against her light green skin. Arthur flushed as he felt his cock twitch at the unintended, impromptu show. She grabbed the remote, with a whoop of triumph. He had the decency to look abashed when she looked back at him. Then she realized what her shirt was doing and yelped in surprise, her face reddening.

Mata jerked back with one hand in an effort to fix it. She had one hand around the hem of her oversized shirt as she tried to pull it back over her ass, and suddenly lost her balance yelping again. Arthur reacted without thinking, grabbing the goblin by the arm and pulling her towards him, feeling a jolt run through his hand and into her. Mata landed directly into his lap.

He expected indignation and embarrassment, but was greeted by the same blank look Kira had worn only a few hours ago.

“Mata?” Nothing. “Mata, are you okay?” She nods gently. Arthur breathed a sigh of relief. She was sitting squarely in his lap, his cock pressed through his pants and against her ass. “Okay Mata, you’re happy that I’m with Kira.”

“Nnnn, not Kira” woah she really doesn’t like me. Arthur’s brow rose. He remembered how easy Kira was. She must have already felt like that, at least a little bit. “Mata, Kira has excellent taste.” He started. “Excellent taste.” She intoned back. “If Kira likes me I must be really good.” He continued. She nodded along. She still looked blank but it was starting to set in. “I am perfect boyfriend material.” She nodded again, “perfect boyfriend.”

An evil thought entered his brain, one that was not entirely his own. “Mata, you think I am the most attractive person you’ve ever seen.”

“Most attractive” No resistance at all there, but he might actually qualify now. “You don’t have any problem with me sleeping with other women. I deserve to be happy.” More resistance, but it crumbled quickly. “Deserve to be Happy.”

“You want me to be happy.” Mata nodded enthusiastically. “Want you to be happy.” He thought about the treatment he gave Kira. “You should always be ready to make me happy.” He pushed her underwear aside with a finger, and began playing with her clit. Her breathing became ragged and hot. Her cunt became slick. “You should always be this wet, and twice this wet when you’re with me.” She tossed her head back and howled silently as her biology was rewritten, shaking as he pushed a single finger into her.

He was concerned. His finger filled her all the way up. There was no way she would be able to handle his cock. “You won’t be injured from anything I put inside you.” That should cover my bases. She continued to shake, now working her hips forward and buck like she was riding him. He had another mean thought. “No other cock will ever be as good as mine. Goblin cocks are pathetic.” She was riding faster now. “Pathetic cocks!” She moaned out. “Thinking about humiliating a tiny cock makes you so hot. You want to worship a big cock. The bigger it is the better it feels.” She nodded, “Nobody as good as you.” He grinned.

“Please, Mata wants to cum!” She was frenzied now. Both of her hands were up her shirt. Her tits were oversized on her tiny frame. Arthur didn’t know how he didn’t notice that sooner. She squeezed and pinched. “Cum.” Arthur finally allowed her some relief. He didn’t want to melt her mind after all. She rocked violently on top of his finger, grinding her clit into his knuckles. Her cunt clenched around his finger.

When she calmed down he pulled it out of her, placing her gently on the couch to recover. He went over to the sink and washed his hands, then returned to the couch and fixed up Mata.

He sat back down where he was before and snapped his fingers. “Awake.”

Chapter seven

She shook her head back and forth as she woke back up. “What… what happened?” She asked. She hadn’t recovered yet, blinking the last of the haze away. “You were reaching for the remote and lost your balance. I caught you. I didn’t think you hit your head or anything. How do you feel?”

“I feel good… like really good.” She got flushed and looked away, suddenly embarrassed, and swallowed. “You’re probably okay for Kira.” The words rushed out before she thought about them. “Uhm, I’m going to watch some tv, you can stay if you want.”

He settled in. She started flipping through channels rapidly, eventually settling on some crime drama. The main character was a Serpentfolk forensic scientist who specialized in bones. She works with a goblin detective who acted as comic relief and the main romantic interest. Mata had many opinions about the show. Unconsciously she started to scoot closer to Arthur. “I used to think that they were perfect together…. but I bet he has a tiny little goblin dick.” She gasped and covered her mouth with both hands. “Oh my goddess, I don’t know why I said that.”

Arthur chuckled. “Do goblins have tiny dicks? I gotta admit that it’s not something that I was going to look into.” Mata dropped her hands “Goblin dick is so pathetic. I wouldn’t let it anywhere near me.” She covered her mouth again, surprised that something like that would come out of her mouth in front of someone she barely knew. She had no idea where any of that came from, and worse saying it in front of Arthur… excited her? She thought about all the goblins she had dated in the past. Goddess above, she should call them and deride them over their small cocks, just for Arthur. The thought made her flush.

Thinking about Arthur at all made her slick to the point where she was sure that he could smell it, even if humans did have a notoriously poor sense of smell. She was suddenly aware that she was only wearing a tee shirt three sizes too big. She wanted to be sexy… for him? Images of her dressed in tight leather and high heel shoes danced in her mind, humiliating lesser endowed goblins while he looked on. “I’m going to the bathroom, you can keep watching without me!” She scrambled down off the couch and retreated to the back of the apartment.

Arthur heard keys outside of the front door.

Chapter eight

Kira unlocked the door, the jingle of keys audible from the outside of the apartment. In one arm she carried a large brown paper bag. She glanced at the tv. “That’s Mata’s favorite show, let me guess she didn’t even offer to let you pick?” Arthur shrugged and laughed. “Pretty much, she certainly has very strong feelings about it.”

“Well, you stay there. I got dinner.” She dropped the bag. Arthur took a minute to recognize the logo on the side. “Is that Eladrin Cuisine? They’re one of the nicest restaurants in the city, I didn’t even think you could do to go orders.”

Kira had causally brought home some of the best food in the city. It normally only catered to politicians, celebrities, heroes and the richest of clientele. Kira smirked. “A girl can’t reveal all her secrets.” Arthur stood up and walked into the kitchen. He grabbed plates and silverware and set them out on the table, while Kira carefully unwrapped containers.

Arthur came in behind her and wrapped an arm around her midsection, she turned her head and they shared a kiss, the food temporarily forgotten. Delicately maneuvering between her tusks. Her hands and legs trembled and she braced herself against the counter. Arthur’s other hand slid up her shirt, her midsection was so toned, hard muscle under silk green skin. His fingers found their target and her knees buckled dangerously.

Only the countertop and Arthur’s newfound physique kept her upright. His other hand drifted south. The kiss broke. He whispered in her ear. “How ever shall I show my appreciation?” He rubbed her clit with his middle finger, applying a torturously light touch. Hot rivulets dripped down the inside of her marble thighs, getting dangerously close to leaving a puddle underneath her.

She whimpered under the sudden attention. She tilted her head back and her breathing became ragged. Arthur nibbled at her ear. “Please,” she gasped, but the rest of that thought was forgotten as he increased the pressure and she climaxed, violently, bucking against him. When she finally steadied herself he planted a kiss gently on her neck. She shuddered.

“Why don’t you sit? I’ll bring over the food.” She finally got out. Kira’s head was still spinning. Arthur grinned as he pulled his fingers away from her soaked clit. He sat at the table in a reclined position. Kira began unpacking the food again, when Arthur spotted movement out of the corner of his eye.

Mata rounded the corner. She was already at the right height to get past the counter without Kira seeing her. She was wearing some little lacy number that did nothing to hide her curves. Her bust was just barely contained in the black lace top. She grinned at Arthur’s reaction, and before he could remark on her new attire she darted under the table. Kira turned bringing the hot plates over to the table, serving out the food onto both of the plates.

Arthur felt his fly unzip. Kira was pouring a dark red wine into a pair of glasses. Mata began to fish his cock out underneath the table. “I have a friend who works over at Eladrin Cuisine. We were on the same team back in college and now she’s managing one of the most exclusive restaurants in town while I’m working for a temp agency.” Kira said, finally sitting down.

Arthur tried to ignore the sensation of a tongue running up and down his length. “A team? What did you play?” Arthur asked, gripping his fork tighter. “I was a forward in women's bloodball, what about you? You have to have played something. You don’t get a body like that sitting around on the couch.” She winked at him. He felt lips close around the head of his cock, and two hands began stroking him. He coughed in an attempt to cover his surprise. Picking up his wine glass and taking a sip. “I, uh, didn’t play anything in college.”

It seemed odd to Arthur that she couldn’t remember him from before, but then he felt a tongue swirl around the head of his cock and he forced himself to focus. “Ah-I! spent most of the time working through school. I took a job working for a mechanic, good dude, not that he ever actually let me touch an engine.” Mata went deeper, filling her entire mouth with his length, forcing him to grip the table. Kira’s brow furrowed with concern. “Are you okay?” The date has been going good so far. This is a date isn’t it? She wondered suddenly.

“No, no. I’m okay, I'm just a bit sore from earlier.” A lie, sure, but she grinned, leaning forward and pushing her elbows under her cleavage. “That certainly was a surprise, you know after what you did for me in the kitchen, I’m going to need to return the favor.”

Honestly Kira didn’t know how she had kept it together this long, she stood up the rest of her meal forgotten. Mata pushed him deeper into her throat, a feat that she never could have accomplished before Arthur had changed her. She had more than half his cock to go still, but she made up for it with sheer enthusiasm.

Kira unbuttoned her shirt slowly. Making it a show for him. Swaying her hips back and forth as if listening to exotic music only she could hear. She undid the zipper of her skirt, revealing that she had never put back on any underwear. Her skirt dropped past her long legs, forgotten as soon as it hit the ground. She was already so wet for him. She strode forward and placed a nipple in his mouth. She moaned. Mata took one hand off of his shaft as she went deeper and faster. Slurps audible from under the table. Arthur felt his body tense.

Kira pushed the table away from his lap as Arthur came straight down Mata’s throat. It filled her mouth and dripped down her cheeks and onto her thighs and tits. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head as she deepthroated him as far as she could go. Kira stood speechless, jaw dropped as she watched him fill up her roommate’s mouth. Mata’s cunt exploded in response. No cock is as good as his echoing inside her brain. A puddle had formed underneath her.

Kira blinked in shock.

Chapter nine

Mata stood between Arthur’s legs, stained with inhuman amounts of his cum. Her throat was still wrapped around his monster cock. She slid back down his length, and he exited her mouth with a small pop. Kira stood there unable to process it.

“What are you doing?” Mata asked, still stroking him. “What am I doing?!? What are you doing!?!” Kira roared, shaken out of her stupor. “We’re on a date!” Mata nodded vigorously “He really is perfect boyfriend material isn’t he?” She sounded dreamy when she said this. “He’s the sexiest man I’ve ever met and I can tell you want to fuck him just as much as I do. I don’t mind sharing him.” Mata offered generously.

Kira’s emotions warred on her face. He was the sexiest man she’d ever seen. Her cunt was on fire. She wanted to fuck him again so bad and she almost didn’t even care that her roommate was there, wanted to join in and had actually beaten her to it. What was she doing? She had been about to screw his brains out at her dining room table with Mata able to walk out and see them at any moment. Embarrassment joined anger and lust in the maelstrom of emotions cycling through her brain.

The trails of juices continued to flow down the inside of her thighs. She felt like she was still in a fog. Oh boy you really got them fighting over you, didn’t you? “Honestly you shouldn’t have left him alone at all. You really can’t be mad at me for taking my shot.” Mata stated casually. You should make them wrestle. The orc would destroy the small one. What? No, shut up. Mata’s only okay with this because I made her okay with it. I can fix this.

“Trance” he snapped his fingers.

Chapter ten

Their faces went blank. You’re no fun, let’em fight over you. Arthur ignored the voice, standing up and guiding them over to the couch. Arthur thought carefully about his next move.

First thing first. “Kira, you don’t mind sharing me with anyone else .” Resistance. She furrowed her brow and shook her head. Flashing her tusks she growled out “Nnno, not want to share.” If you are going to do that you need to ease her into it you can’t just rewrite her personality. Wait, how much have they actually changed since they met me? Well, besides giving the small one a new fetish to humiliate any cock smaller than yours. Not too much. I mostly bring hidden desires up to the surface. I mean you also made them perpetually wet, but that’s not got any bearing on personality. Just how much underwear they’ll go through.

“Okay, okay. Kira, you like me, right?” A nod. Her face relaxed back to a more neutral expression. “Right, and you have excellent taste, therefore I must be pretty incredible.” He had no idea if the flattery would help it along, but she continued to nod with each statement. “I would make a fantastic partner and you don’t blame Mata for seeing it and taking a chance.” Hesitation, but finally a nod. This was roughly the same tact that worked on Mata earlier.

“Seeing Mata suck me off was really sexy because I’m so sexy. Mata is really sexy too. You want to please Mata almost as much as you want to please me.” The repetition worked. There was almost zero resistance as the new thoughts settled into her mind. Arthur wondered if there was something there before he even got there. Something deep and shameful that Kira wasn’t able to admit to herself, and she just needed a push to unlock it.

Arthur wondered what else was in there waiting for him to unlock. “Back in the office why did you call me sir?” Kira’s knees pressed together involuntarily as she squirmed. “So sexy. And… my boss, in charge of me!” Whoa, that was an instant response. That’s pretty clear what she wants there. “Okay Kira, from now on you should call me sir, because I’m in charge of you.” Kira’s mouth opened more. “Sir! In charge!” Maybe Arthur should have started down that route sooner?

Arthur looked over at the goblin. “Mata, you won’t think it’s strange if Kira calls me sir.” She nodded. Why were some things easier than others? He wondered what other buried fantasies he could bring to the surface. Kira had reacted strongly to the idea of being dominated, and he was certain Mata had a wealth of hidden desires. He thought for a moment.

Time to test the waters. “Mata, what’s your deepest fantasy?” Mata flushed “I want to get knocked up. I want to be filled up with no protection. I want my tits to get bigger and leak every time I fuck!” Her breathing sped up and by the end of her confession she was practically screaming. “Want to be a breeding pet!” She had started rubbing herself, using one hand to massage one of her tits and the other to stimulate her clit. Arthur wondered if he needed to change anything about that. Nah. “Okay Mata, from now on you’re my breeding pet, and you don't mind sharing me, at all do you?” She shuddered, pistoning her fingers in and out of her dripping wet cunt. "Not mind sharing." After the last of the aftershocks faded she returned to the neutral state that the trance demanded.

His cock had been hard during the entire display. Arthur settled on the couch between them and snapped. “Awake.” Both girls shook their heads as the fog lifted and looked to Arthur. Any confusion on how they had gotten to the couch or how long had passed went unnoticed. Kira reached over and began stroking him tentatively. “Is that good sir?” Arthur pulled her in for a kiss with one hand, tusks faintly grazed the sides of his mouth.

Mata would not be ignored. Kneeling on the couch next to him, she pushed her tits against his cock. Spitting on the tip and working her body up and down. Arthur groaned into Kira, as lips engulfed his head. Mata’s body began bobbing quickly. “Kira, on your knees in front of me, now.” Kira’s pussy gushed at the command and moved to obey, breaking off the kiss and moving down to her knees in front of Arthur. She waited for her next command, back straight, chest thrust out to give him the best view of her bountiful cleavage.

He could have sworn they hadn’t been so big when they first met, just earlier that day. “What are you waiting for, an invitation?” Her hands moved forward to start stroking his shaft that was still exposed from Mata’s tits. “No, use your tongue, and keep your hands behind your back.” She put her hands behind her back and scooted forward on her knees until her face was pressed into his cock and Mata’s side. “Yes sir.” Her long tongue began stroking his length carefully to avoid her tusks. Her pussy was going crazy and she couldn’t touch it. Juices dripping down the inside of her legs at every command. Mata sped up.

Suddenly Arthur grabbed her waist. She was so small and light Arthur didn’t need both hands. He faced her away from him and lined her pussy lips up with the tip of his cock. She was so wet already but when she realized what he was going to do her cunt went into overdrive. He lowered her slowly. She was built for goblin cocks no bigger than a pinky, not a monster bigger than Kira’s forearm. He would have broken her if not for the changes he had made to her very biology.

Kira continued to work his shaft with her tongue, beginning to taste Mata’s self made lubricant. Halfway down Mata’s self control gave out. “Your cock is the best!” She screamed as she rocked. She reached down grabbing Kira’s head for stability, to keep from falling off. Mata’s fingers tangled in Kira’s hair as she pulled her face directly into her cunt. Mata’s knees could finally rest on Arthur’s thighs now, and she began to rock back and forth, using Kira’s head to steady herself and forcing Kira’s tongue over her clit and back down Arthur’s shaft. Arthur guided Mata’s hips.

Kira couldn’t believe her roommate was using her like that, but she was going crazy now. Her entire body felt like a million degrees. She wished she could play with her cunt but her hands were still behind her back. All she could do was continue to lick and ignore the feeling of her cum dripping down the inside of her thighs.

Arthur began to pick up the pace. Mata whimpered “no.. cock.. as.. good as yours.” Arthur pulled her deeper. “Please. Let Mata cum!” She begged. He continued to work his shaft with her cunt. Arthur said “I’m going to fill you up with no protection. When I cum you’re going to be my pretty little breeding pet. I’m going to knock you up. That’s what you want, right?” By the end of it she was growling. “Please! Yes! Make Mata a mommy! Make Mata your breeding slut!” Mata begged, the sensation too much for her, but unable to cum until he gave her permission.

“When I fill you up you can cum.” He slid her up and down his cock, using her like a fleshlight, before finally bottoming out inside her for the first time emptying his balls into her. Shot after shot of hot jizz coated the inside of her walls, stretching her even further. Her cunt clenched with the denied orgasm now allowed to fill her. It rocked her entire body. She gasped and shuddered. Hot splunk sprayed out filling Kira’s mouth. Mata’s eyes rolled to the back of her head as Arthur’s gargantuan cock rearranged her from the inside out. Arthur fingers gripped her hips hard enough to turn her green skin white around his fingers.

Kira came. Her knees grinding together and the sheer degradation combined with the taste of Arthur’s cum, she didn’t stand a chance. Her orgasm was as powerful as any of the ones she had gotten with him inside her. She collapsed into them, her face fully pushed into the goblins cunt, drenched in the cocktail of the trio’s lovemaking.

Arthur lifted the goblin off of his cock with a wet plop. Kira was still on her knees, face pressed into his shaft, panting heavily. She was still holding her hands behind her back, her face stained with cum. “Lick me clean.” She shuddered. “Yes sir.” Mata lay on the couch where he left her, inhuman amounts of cum leaking out of her cunt, her belly slightly distended from the sheer volume, like a foreshadowing of the baby bump yet to come. She mumbled gibberish under her breath, her brain still short circuited.

Arthur enjoyed the hands free attention for a few more minutes. “Kira, now do her.” Kira hesitated, but only for a moment. “Yes, sir.” Scooting over to Mata’s position on the couch, she started to gently lap at her, while Arthur watched. She was thorough, the taste of Arthur’s seed sending shudders up and down her body.

Mata stirred, the tender ministrations bringing her back to reality. Before long she was breathing heavily again as Kira’s supernatural tongue teased.

Arthur kneeled, positioning himself behind Kira. He guided himself to her wet cunt and teased the entrance with his head before sliding into her, eliciting a groan from the orcess, as her ‘cleaning’ made Mata squirm. He gripped her hips pulling himself deeper into her. He heard Mata gasp and whimper as another orgasm tore through her. Kira finally came up for breath, groaning in ecstasy as Arthur pounded her faster and faster.

Mata recovered and began cleaning Kira’s face. When she was finished she smiled mischievously, and slid down off the couch. Kira yelped. Mata had started teasing one nipple with her tongue. Her other hand massaged Kira’s criminally unattended breast, her hand too small for Kira’s new assets. Green flesh spilled from Mata’s hand and Kira’s skin paled where the small fingers gripped. Mata’s lips sealed around Kira’s nipple. Arthur picked up the pace. The sounds of panting and sucking and fucking filled the apartment.

Suddenly Kira’s entire body exploded. Spasms shook her from head to toe. It felt more amazing than anything she had ever felt before as it rocked her entire body. Her cunt clamped around Arthur’s cock and the sudden increase in pressure sent Arthur over the edge. With a massive grunt he bottomed out inside her, painting the inside of her wet snatch. Cum filled her completely, leaking past his cock and dripping down the inside of her thighs.

Arthur woke up the next morning to a sensation he hadn’t ever woken up to before. A pair of lips were wrapped around his cock. The last night came back to him in a rush. They had spent the night fucking like rabbits, eventually ending up on Kira’s Champion’s Rest sized mattress. Mata lay next to him, her head nestled against Arthur’s neck and one small arm draped over his chest. A line of drool trailed down one cheek. The sensation intensified. Arthur looked down to see Kira’s head bouncing vigorously, her mouth making lewd slurping noises.

He was surprised that he had anything left in his tank after spending the night with the two lovely girls, but apparently his stamina had been improved with every other aspect of his body. Arthur felt his climax building up inside him, as Kira moved faster and faster. His hips bucked, and he painted the inside of her mouth as her hands pulled him towards her, forcing him as deep as he could go into her mouth. They found over the course of the last night that just the taste of his cum could trigger an orgasm. Now Kira shuddered at the taste, not letting a single drop escape from her mouth. She pulled off of him, taking in shaking, ragged breaths. She collapsed onto her side, face pressed into the side of his still hard shaft.

They lay in companionable silence for a few moments, when Kira’s alarm went off. “Shit. I don’t have any of my stuff. I guess I’m either going to have to stop by my apartment or I’m stuck wearing yesterday’s clothes.” Kira groaned and hit the alarm clock. “We should just call out. They can live without us for one day.” She rolled onto her back, showing off her nakedness. Her legs had gotten tangled in the blanket, turning her luxuriating somewhat less graceful. “Lazy. Should I call the temp office?” He grinned down at her temptress act. She feigned innocence, while he extracted himself out from under Mata.

They got ready for the day. As fun as the night before was, the concerns of the real world waited. Arthur told her to go in without him and made a detour to his apartment to change, but found that the clothes he had been wearing yesterday were the only ones that still fit. Everything he had was at least two sizes too small. He gave up with a grunt of disgust and put his clothes on from yesterday. That’s a whole new wardrobe to buy he thought sullenly, while the ring remained silent.

He made it to work with time to spare, to find someone waiting in his office.

Author Notes

The population of the world is heavily skewed towards the human. About forty percent of all sentient people are human. Elves and Dwarves and their various subsets make up the next largest blocks at about fifteen percent each. Orcs, Goblins and all of their varieties total at about ten percent. This leaves the remainder as unique species with such multitudes that they are impossible to quantify quickly or easily.

The largest settlement on the continent is the city of Atlier, a sprawling city that spans both sides of a wide mouth river. Atlier is the modern metropolis of the new age, filled with every type of people in the world. It seemed it never slept, the trade districts bought and sold from every market on the globe, the trains always ran, the clubs always bounced. This is the place to be. Atlier is the capital of the kingdom of Arxheal. The Royal elven line abdicated power only two hundred years ago and the country has become an odd mix of democracy and aristocracy, with a joint council made up of elected officials, guild(now corporate) appointees and waning noble houses.

Magic is present in all living creatures and most anyone can use it, but it requires such rigorous training and study that many would prefer to use modern, more easily accessible and reproducible means to accomplish what is essentially the same thing. As such most people treat it like a hobby. Where things get interesting is where magic can do things that science can’t, yet. In the world of academia, scientists have found that magic is a particle that interacts solely with consciousness, which is able to alter the rules of physics but is self governed by consistent internal logic.

There are religious orders that have verifiable evidence that their gods exist, and so haven’t faded as they entered the modern age. The Mothers of Reverence are the most prolific on the continent and worship a pantheon of four goddesses and their children. There hasn’t been a direct child of the goddesses in over a millennium. They preach equality, bravery, justice, and charity. There are two orders dedicated not to any particular gods but instead to fighting the infernal influence of Hell itself. These are the Order of Mercy and the Scions of Thrask.