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 A supernatural tale about a race of pedophile goblins, seeking a method of
survival from the boys they seek.

   This story contains elements of shotacon, and supernatural male
creatures engaging in sexual relations with underage characters.  This
story is made for artistic expression and the artist DOES NOT condone
sexual activities between adults and children.  Enjoy the literary artwork,
but DO NOT ever think about engaging in actual sexual acts with a child. 
If you do desire them in this fashion, seek professional help, IMMEDIATELY.
Learn to separate your FANTASIES from REALITY.  Please fap responsibly. 
All characters appearing in this work are fictitious.  Any resemblance to
real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

   Chapter 1: The Goblins and the First Bride

   Red skies, dried soil, thunder and lightning crackling and booming in
the skies.  This was the demon realm.  A desolate place where many
creatures of unearthly and supernatural origin reside.  Some evil, some
neutral.  Most demonic civilizations letting each other alone when not
fighting for control over their territory.

   One of these races are a unique race of goblins who tried live life as
best they can.  These goblins hop to and from their plane of existence into
the realm of the humans.  Alas, these are not just your average run of the
mil goblins.  These goblins cannot eat any kind of nourishment, except a
very unique kind of nourishment.

   Which brings us, dear reader, to the human world.  In a stable nearby a
human village were a pair of this race.  A small race of goblins, barely 6
inches tall.  They stood atop some bales of hay the y had managed to move,
while under a stallion munching on some oats, it's member out of its
sheath, erect.  One nursing intently on it's flaring head.  These goblins
were dark green in complexion, not a single lock of hair on their heads or
bodies, and large, full and supple lips.  As one goblin nursed, the other
was starting to grow anxious, his stomach rumbling.

   "Hurry up with that will you?  I'm so hungry...I haven't had a decent
meal in weeks it seems!", his companion grumbled.  "Neither have I.  And
this might seem fun, but it's not as easy as it looks." He opened his mouth
with an aroused sound, and continued to nurse again.  The horse bucked a
little bit, whinnying softly.  "Hmph...", the other goblin grumbled,
plopping down with his arms crossed.  "Hold on, I think he's ready.  Get
over here." "About damn time.", the goblin said as he scrambled over,
opening his mouth in preparation like a baby bird about to be fed.  The
horse let out a loud whinny as his glans flared, and unleashed his orgasm
onto the two goblins and the hay.

   "We have got to find a better way to do this.  I think I got more on me
than in my gullet.  To make matters worse, I think I got some up my nose.
Can't we find a dog, or a raccoon or something small-like?" "Horses are
about as close as we can get to real nourishment.  Unless you wanna suck
off those teenage boys, be my guest.  They don't taste all that good. 
Adult men are even worse." "You wanna spend the rest of your days licking
horse spunk off my body then fine, but mark my words I'm gonna find a bride
one day." "Bride?  Those are a myth.  Those kind of boys don't exist. 
Haven't existed for centuries." "Oh shut up and finish your breakfast
dammit."

   The goblin began licking the residual spunk off of his brothers' body,
moving him into a kiss to share what he scooped up with him.  Lips crushing
as they embraced one another.  "W-we should keep going, before we got
spotted by humans I mean.", the goblin suggested as he pulled away.  "Hey!
What the hell do you creatures think you're doing!?" Shouted an angry
farmer as he ventured into the stable to retrieve his steed.  Pitchfork in
hand, he tried to impale them.  "Dammit, see what I mean?!  Lets go!", he
said as he grabbed his brother's hand, dashing away, his heart pounding in
his chest.  They rushed over to the small hole in the wall in which they
managed to get in.  But sadly, one of them couldn't get out.  A painful
yell came out as a sickening sound was heard as a pitchfork pierced flesh.
"Galf!!", the remaining goblin cried out as he looked back briefly, tears
stinging his eyes as he ran blindly into the forest seeking any shelter he
could.

   Several hours passed as he left the forest.  His brother was killed.  He
couldn't believe he was gone.  He was close to him for a couple of hundred
years.  But mourning him was the least of his worries.  His stomach began
to rumble again, and he grit his teeth, trying to fight off his hunger
pangs.  "I don't know what to do....Part of me wants to go back, I could
give Galf a respectable burial and grab a meal, but if that human is still
there I'll be joinin' him.....On the other hand, I can't stay hidden
forever, I'll starve.  Oh great Aurelian, please give me a sign."

   Nearby, the faint sounds of crying was heard in the distance.  A child
crying.  The sorrow in his voice evident.  "Hmm??", the goblin stealthfully
approached the sound, trying to stay hidden as he watched.  "Why....why was
I born like this?  Why couldn't I be like all the other boys.....I hate
myself..." The boy said in between sobs.  "Born like what??  You look fine
to me...", the goblin, Alger, said as he approached, feeling sorry for the
boy.  "Eh?  Who's there?  I...I don't have any money!  Just go away!  I
don't want to be hurt!" "I won't hurt you, not that I'd have the strength
to if I wanted to....What I mean is you're safe." "Where are you?  I can't
see you, sir." The little goblin approached him, "I'm down here."

   The pink-haired boy looked downward at his bare feet.  He saw the goblin
there in front of him.  "Oh!  I see you now!  Hello there." "You're not
frightened of me??", Alger asked, slightly shocked.  "No.  Should I be? 
You look friendly to me.  Besides, you look kind of sickly.  Are you ok?"
"To be honest with you, I haven't eatten much lately and today I lost..my
brother..but what about you?  Why were you crying?" "All the boys in town
were picking on me.  Even beating me up.  They say I'm some kind of freak."
The boy felt the tears welling in his eyes.  "Shhh.  Please don't cry.  Why
would they say such things about you?  You seem sweet to me and you're so
cute." "Exactly.  All the women say I'm cute.  My daddy says I'm some kind
of girly-boy.  That I should be a real man.  But all the boys kick me....in
my privates....say I shouldn't be like..." "Being cute isn't a sign of
weakness.  Small mindedness is however....  People tend to dislike what
they don't understand." "I guess so.  But why do they keep kicking me in my
privates?  Mommy says I deserve it because my privates look freakish."
"I'll be the judge of that!  Show me what you've got.....Umm, I realise I
don't even know your name cutie.", the goblin said slightly embarrassed,
"Mine is Alger, by the way."

   "I'm Ame.  It's nice to meet you...but...this feels weird.  You're not
gonna do anything bad to me if I do, are you?" Not completely waiting for
an answer, he lowered his trousers, showing off his young penis, quite
large for a boy his age; flaccid at about 4 inches in length, as were his
testicles, about the size of a pair of gumballs.

   Alger blushed as he beheld the boy's genitals, "They look perfectly
normal to me, a bit on the big side for your age, but I wouldn't worry too
much.  I think its a sign that you're bigger than the people that bully you
and one day you'll put all of them to shame.  I...I know a way for you to
be more confident and make you feel better.  Would you like to try it?"
"Huh?  What do you mean, mister?  You're gonna make my privates feel
better? How?" This boy truly was naive.  He wasn't even taught that people
shouldn't even be touching his genitals.  "Thank you Aurelian....  This one
is so cute and sweet and naive.  Still there's something about him that
feels....different", Alger thought, gently weighing the boy's balls in his
hands.  The boy gasped and blushed, the sensations spreading from his
crotch to the rest of his body, spreading his legs a bit more.  "That feels
nice....  "The little goblin began kissing his way up the boy's penis as he
climbed, his stomach gurgling.

   The boy began to giggle as he climbed and kissed, his erection growing.
The child's erection soon reached its peak, rising at a good 6 inches in
length, the tip of his foreskin becoming wet with precum.  "Are you a bit
ticklish or somethin'?", Alger asked in good-natured jest, looking up at
the boy.  "Kinda.  My aunt used to tickle me." Alger smiled before planting
several more kisses, "You're so cute Ame, it makes me wanna just eat you
up." He began to whimper, a rush of pink filling his cheeks as his erection
began to throb just a little over his flat belly.

   "Lets pull this out of the way, okay?", Alger said, pulling back the
boy's foreskin.  "Alger...what are you...oohhh!" The child moaned as his
foreskin was being pulled back, the slick sounds of wetness heard as the
precum soaked glans was being exposed, a sudden rush of air making him cry
out.  "H-huh?  Oh!", the goblin quickly latched onto the head, suckling.

   "Ah!  Alger!  What are you doing!?  Don't eat my pee pee, please!" He
cried out, but he found his hips twitching as he lay back."Mmm...I'm not
gonna...*lick*....Do a thing to hurt ya, Ame....*lick*....That's a
promise.", Alger managed in between licks, lavishing the head with love. 
He whimpered, biting his lip, trying to keep from yelling so loud, but the
pleasure was just so great.  The head was swelling greatly, a large
mushroom, turning a deep purple color, so wet with precum and the goblin's
saliva.  "Purple...Really suits ya, you know.", he said, kissing the head
with his full lips.  He cried out as he felt the sensation of his lips
kissing the front of his glans full on.  Precum shot forth, the goblin
trying to catch it, swallowing it as he felt a second wind, some of his own
color returning.  "You taste so good and sweet Ame, but I'm still hungry
for more....", the goblin said before taking the first few inches of his
cock into his mouth, sucking greedily.

   "Alger, my pee pee!  It...it feels so great!  I feel so light!  Like I'm
gonna melt away like snow!" His blush was turning deeper, the head swelling
like a mushroom.  "Melt...Yes, melt for me Ame...Please.", the goblin
thought as he sucked.

   With thin tears falling out of his eyes, he arched his back and cried
out as his very first orgasm rocked his body, sperm spilling forth in
thick, gooey bursts, filling his mouth, causing the goblin to rejoice. 
Alger happily swallowed it all down, licking the boy's cock clean
afterwords.  "Did you like that Ame?  Now do you know how special you are?"
"Wha...what do you mean?" Alger blushed, "What I mean is, don't you feel
loved?" "I...I guess I do.  But no one has ever loved me like this before.
What was that feeling though?  It was like something came out of my pee
pee." "That was the special cream your body makes, it only comes out when
you feel really good.  I...I want to keep making you feel good Ame.  I want
to take care of you.  Would you let me?" "I...I guess so.  But isn't that
kinda gross, Alger?  You swallowed it." Alger laughed, "You really are
cute! You've never tasted it before have you?  Its salty, but sweet.  Sweet
like you." "Thank you, Alger....you're so nice to me.  It feels good to
have someone not beat me up...." "Ame....Please, let me take you to my home
some time.", Alger pleaded.  "I'd like that, Alger.  Any place is better
than being here...  You don't hate me.  Everyone else does." "Then lets go
together, real soon.  Whaddya say?" "Ok.  But why can't we go there now?"

   And so that, dear reader, ends the first chapter of the struggle of
these orc-like goblins to survive.  And the story of how a young boy's pure
heart may hold the power to saving their race.
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