You take a few more wobbling steps through the dense forest, hacking away at the brush with your sword. You stop to listen for any running water, but all you hear are birds chirping. You’ve been trying to get your bearings in this forest for what seems like forever, but so far no luck.

A small splash up ahead catches your attention. You follow the sound and break through the trees into a clearing, and there, in the water you spot a small Goblin Girl.

She’s as naked as the day she was born, bathing in the sunlight and the crystal-clear water of a small pond. You watch her for a few seconds, transfixed by the way the water trickles down her supple green skin. She spots you and you hesitate, waiting to see if she’s hostile, but the girl merely stares at you with a frank and unashamed expression, making no move to cover herself.

“Ey you.” she says in a gruff but feminine voice. “You gob fucker?”

She pauses staring at your slack jawed expression before asking again

“You fuck Gobz?”

You blink a few times, snapping out of your reverie.

“What?” you say.

“You know,” she says. “Humping. You like gob fuck?”

You aren’t sure how to politely answer the question, but your throbbing hard on tells you the truth. You can’t stop staring at her. The way her breasts wobble slightly as she walks, the way her nipples stand out from her perky little tits. You can see a thick bush, as starkly red as the hair on her head, between her legs. Your eyes keep drifting down, staring at her legs, her shapely thighs, and the soft, smooth flesh of her pussy.

You swallow.

She grins a toothy little grin seemingly not needing an answer before perching herself on a nearby log.