	Moonlight sifts in through the windows, giving the darkness-filled hallway a sliver of illuminated path. It was surprisingly easy to break in, but you're careful not to lower your guard. After all, you're Voss Barton, a thief-for-hire on your biggest hit yet. The request had come through a middleman like always, it was a simple request too. Slip into a researcher's home, nab their notes, head back and get payed. What kept you interested was the offered payment, it was more than enough to pay off any impending debts you had, and plenty left over for some fun. The mark's home stood out among the rest, a warehouse barely re-purposed as a residence, likely meant as an place to focus on their work, and likely to contain all of their notes.
	Which is how you found yourself treading down a sparse hallway, the metal walls bare of any covering, frames nor wallpaper. The previous rooms had some minor security in the form of alarms or even some simple Gnomish machinery, but the numerous building materials still stored in the warehouse made excellent cover, allowing you to sneak deeper inside the building. But your goal is finally in reach, stalking down the hallway you reach the door to the study. A large ornate door sits before you, contrasting with the smooth metal that surrounds it. With your tools you make quick work of the lock, and the door easily swings open with a click.
	The room before you has what you'd expect of a nobleman's study, seats with plush covering, an over-filled bookcase, and even a small fireplace sits in the corner. Carefully you move into the room, ears open and eyes alert for any sign of someone's presence. Each step brings a creak from the floorboards beneath you, making your heart skip a beat every time. But soon you're at the desk, coated in papers that are in turn covered in haphazard writing. As you reach over to grab the papers, a click is heard. 
	A green mist begins to fill the room, instantly you fling yourself towards the door to escape, but the door refuses to budge. The click from earlier having been its lock moving back into place. You force yourself to remain calm as the room continues to fill with fog, digging into your pack you pull out your gas-mask, bringing it to your face and fastening it to you. Though panic begins to set in as you realize the filters are missing, your now hurried hands digging into the pouches that adorn your sneaking suit. The noxious chemicals filling the room have managed to get to waist-height and you still aren't any closer to escaping, a knot of dread begins to grow in your stomach. Your hands finally close around the two filters you packed, but as you bring them out you fumble one and it rolls to the floor. You slap one filter into place as you dive for the other, your panic-filled mind not noticing the chemical pouring into through the gap left by the nozzle. Reaching the dropped filter you quickly attach it, securing it tight before taking in gulps of air. Unknown to you, that tainted air is now inside of your mask, so your first few gasps do nothing but fill your lungs with the chemicals you were trying to avoid. And that's all it needs to start its work, to begin with the filters of your mask would have hardly done much beyond given you more time, but now its almost pointless thanks to the amount already in your lungs. Terror grips you as your eyelids grow heavy, strength draining from your body, as you drop to the floor.

	Slowly your vision returns to you. Your body is almost entirely numb as you take in your surroundings, your body waking up from your chemically induced nap. The walls, the ceiling, even the floor, is made from nothing but stone and at the far end of the room is a simple wooden door. You try to take a step but find yourself going nowhere, your body growing sore as numbness leaves you. The researcher, and your captor no doubt, having tied you up, your feet dangling above the ground and your wrists tied above your head. In the distance you hear the soft noises of footsteps coming closer to your prison. The footfalls reach the door, and slowly opening it, the rusted door hinges letting out a horrible squeak. "Oh goody, y-you're up!" The figure tries to sound confident as it approaches but is betrayed by a stutter in its voice. "J-just what were you thinking, trying to steal from me of all people?" As the researcher steps closer, your body continues to wake up, allowing you to recognize the voice as feminine, and that your captor is very very small. She finally reaches the threshold of the light, revealing herself as a goblin.
	The goblin had a heavy scowl on her face, her red eyes set into a glare as though she were trying to kill you with her thoughts. Her hair a pale blonde, unevenly parted, most of it tied up into a ponytail behind her head. What was strangest was her attire, she garbed herself in a crimson robe which covered most of her body, but she opted out of wearing a hood, instead a pair of goggles rested atop her forehead. "I-If you're done OGLING ME, I'd like s-some answers!" The goblin manages to stutter out a response to your silence, which you decide to counter with even more silence. "You d-don't even know who y-you're dealing with do you? I'M P-PENELOPE GIGAKNOB, THE GR-GREATEST INVENTOR IN THE LAND!" It's a struggle not to laugh at Gigaknob, her entire act feels like a comedy, and her name certainly didn't help. But in fighting back the laughter you can't help but cough, causing you to spit out some saliva tainted green, something that brings a smile to Penelope's face. "Ooh, s-so my new chemicals don't sit w-well with humans?" The goblin comes closer, a new look flashing across her face. "I th-think I know what to do with you..." A husky undertone begins settling in her voice as she draws closer, bringing her head up to your crotch. 
	Penelope claws at your belt for a second before finding the buckle, unfastening it and unceremoniously dropping your drawers to the floor. You always thought of your length average, but the look of surprise on the goblin's face fills you with a sense of pride. Slowly she strokes at your cock, trailing her sharp nails across your flesh as well. You never were exactly a goblin-fucker but maybe it wouldn't be too bad to add a goblin to your list of conquests. You relax under her ministrations, the goblin closing a fist around your flesh as she palms your sack. Her grip sliding up and down as she begins to jerk you off, your dick hardening as blood flows to it. You hold back a sigh as her hands move away from your crotch, leaving your cock throbbing. "Y-you're well-hung, for a human..." Her phrase makes you think for a second as she returns with a seat to raise herself. Pulling at her dress, Penelope reveals her own crotch, and where a pussy should sit, is something else entirely. Between her legs is a humongous sack that hangs heavy, almost touching the chair, and curled around her right leg is her cock. Penelope pulls at her length, unfastening it from around her leg and stroking it as blood begins to flow. Her mass quickly growing in size, veins beginning to bulge across it as it becomes erect, the flow of blood to her flesh matching the blood flowing at your cheeks. "Ah...ha. K-keep looking at me l-like that." You can't tear your eyes away from the monster cock between her legs, the green flesh a darker shade than the rest of her body, making a contrast between her curves and the turgid manhood connected to her. Gripping the base of her cock, she wags it up and down as it reaches its full mast, its an utterly ridiculous length longer than she is tall, veins running along with the wrinkly cock flesh. The head of her length is covered in thick foreskin as well, the flesh at the tip puckered up as a drop of pre leaks from it. "D-do ya like it? F-fine Goblin genetics at work~." Penelope rubs her colossal prick up against yours, the size easily dwarfs your own cock, filling you with a sense of shame.
	Penelope lets out a soft moan as she rubs her cock up against your own, and you need to struggle to keep down a shiver of pleasure. Pre continues to drip from her length, allowing her to lube up her cock as she frots against you.  For some reason a sense of indignation fills you, "I'm not gay lady. And I don't like your freakish cock." In response Penelope grinds her cock even harder against you, letting you feel her hot pre drip onto your skin, this time making you unable to hold back the pleasure.
	"I th-think d-differently Mr. Thief~. Y-you look like y-you're havin' fun." She reaches back over to your cock, this time gripping her own as well and holding both lengths up against each other. Jerking up and down she begins to coat your own length in her slimy pre, along with making her own cock leak more onto you. You can't help but grunt every time her fist meets the base of your cock, her hand squeezing even tighter every time it slams down onto your crotch. Penelope doesn't even seem to tire as she jerks the both of you off, her other hand attached to her breast almost as an after-thought as she pleasures you and her. Unfortunately you can feel your climax getting closer, your package beginning to tighten up as your cock tense as well. "Y-yeah you like that don't ya, you sn-sneaky slut." Penelope quickens her pace, bringing down her other hand to jerk off the rest of her cock, sending pre haphazardly over the both of you. Finally it gets to be too much and you let out a moan as your cock shakes up against its superior, spraying your cum all along Penelope's length. But for some reason, your orgasm seems to drag on, your cock spraying more and more of your sperm, the arcs of jism continuing to coat the green length held up against you.
	Slowly your cock dies down, but it remains hard, and you don't even feel fatigue enter your body. Instead you're still hard as a rock, and your cock even feels a bit larger! Its definitely grown somehow, your head having moved up a few inches toward Penelope's. "What a-are you doing to me?" You manage to choke out in between a groan as Penelope lets go of both shafts, strands of cum keeping you connected to her. And now that her girth isn't blocking your sight, she seems a bit...shorter? Actually the whole room does, until you look down that is and see the floor even further away.
	"Ooh this is incredible!" Penelope doesn't even seem to acknowledge your question, instead she rustles around in her robes before pulling out a button and pressing it. The room fills with clanking as your smaller body is lowered, where you were once just on the cusp of being 6 feet, you're now barely a measly 5 feet tall. Your orgasm had cost you an entire foot of height, but had managed to make your cock grow out as well. Speaking of that, you had hardly noticed, but your cock is definitely now doubled in size, resting at an impressive 10-inches, and with a plump ballsack to match it. It's terrifying to be sure but...a part of you likes this, having a bigger cock. Besides it was only 1 foot lost right? You're pulled from your thoughts as two green fists close around your length again, making you moan out once more, your flesh still tender after your orgasm. "W-wow, subject seems to even feel the added flesh as th-though they always had it!" Penelope reaches down your length as well, running one of her hands across your tender package, "Growth s-seems to be all around?" Her hand trails back further and you clench on instinct, forcing her to weasel a finger in between your cheeks. "I d-didn't check before but...definite growth of tertiary sexual ch-characteristics. B-but a lack of breasts." She continues manhandling you, one hand on your cock as she tries to dig deeper in between your cheeks, her nail grazing against your anal ring. You can't help but relax the second that happens, your body giving Penelope the opening shes looking for as she moves to your side, one hand still on your cock but her other hand right on your ass.
	Instead of the tight asshole you once hand, Penelope's finger easily slides in, making you quake in pleasure as well. "S-subject w-weak to anal stimulation." She continues to drone on as she digs deeper into your ass, adding another finger that stretches you tighter around the intrusion. She strokes her fingers inside of your anus, plumbing the depths of your insides in search of something, which she manages to find. Her long fingers easily stroke up against your prostate just as her right hand makes contact with the base of your cock, unexpectedly wringing another orgasm out of you. And as she presses down on your prostate you can't seem to stop, cum oozing out of your cock as you get wrapped up in the most powerful orgasm of your life. As you uselessly spray your genetic material out onto the stone floor, you can feel the changes take hold of you this time. Your girth continues to snake out from your crotch as your ballsack grows in throbs, ballooning out as your balls grow and fill your package with more and more cum that quickly gets launched out. Your vision continues to grow closer to the floor as well, each orgasm seeming to drain your height and add it to your cock length. And that's not mentioning everything else happening to you, you can actually feel your once sharp features softening into a more feminine face, and your thighs begin to widen out as well to meet up with your hips. Your rear end begins to inflate too, forcing Penelope to exit your anus as your cheeks grow too large and push her out, and inside of you, you can feel that abused prostate gland swelling up. Even with Penelope out of your ass, you can't seem to stop cumming, your height continuing to be cummed out of your body, turning you more into a sextoy, even your anus begins to puff up and become more suited for being stretched wide. You can feel your constant ejaculation begin to ebb finally, but the damage is done. You look like a pale-skinned goblin bimbo, all the height you had over Penelope is now gone, your sexual organs bloated with the changes that went through you.
	"What. Have you done." Exhaustion enters your voice, you've become a freak. Whatever chances you had of getting payed have long since left you now, whatever chances you had of making a living as well. Your toned body that was suited for burglary is now something that would only belong to a complete cockslut.
	"You're...you're perfect." The response fills you with fear, thanks to how close it is to your ear, reminding you of how you're now even more powerless against the goblin that has you tied up. And you're forced to moan again as two green hands grab at your ass, spreading your cheeks wide so the cold dungeon air can run across your enlarged anus. "It looks d-delicious!" That's all the warning you get as a wet organ presses up against your anal rung. Penelope running her tongue across your over-sensitive flesh and making your cock shoot out small spurts of cum that was leftover. Her broad tongue presses up against your flesh, pushing the pliable mass around before she pushes inside, licking out your anus. A horribly lewd shlick noise fills the room as she lubes you up with her spit, an erotic sensation you can't ignore filling you as well. An urge to fill yourself up with something, a feeling that your hole is empty, something that it should never be. You try to push it out of your mind, but it can't seem to leave, especially with the Goblin at your rear door. Just this once would be enough wouldn't it? Just once.
	"P-please. Please fuck me..."
	The tongue leaves your behind and the air hangs silent for a moment. "What w-was that?"
	You can feel a blush on your cheeks, your blood almost burning. "Please. Fuck me Penelope."
	A wet slap sounds out as goblin meet is pressed up against your rear. Your expansive cheeks greedily hotdogging the gnarly cock as it slides in between them. "Hm, I th-think you need to put more e-emphasis on it, besides I don't fuck people I d-don't know!" Penelope emphasizes her point with a thrust from her cock, her incredible length running all along your back as her gigantic balls slap up against your own like wrecking balls.
	"Mistress Penelope," Bile seems to build at the base of the throat as you spit out the added title, "Please fuck V-Voss like the slut he is..." It's humiliating to say these words, but you feel a sense of...right in saying them. Like it's something you should say more often.
	Quickly however, you're knocked from your thoughts as the sensation along your back disappears only to be replaced by one centered on your anus. "Th-that's a good fucktoy, but I d-don't like the name 'Voss'. You're more of a 'Veronica' now anyways, sweet little fucktoy Veronica~." Before you can respond, Penelope gives a thrust, her wide head pushing up against your anus, stretching your saliva-slick hole around her wrinkly mass. "Now. O-open. Up!" With one more jab her head sinks inside of you, making you squirm around her flesh as your hole loses its virginity to a woman's cock. And squirm is all you can do as Penelope jabs more and more of her length into you, your love tunnel greedily sucking up her cock even without lube. Your insides hug up against her thick cock, making you feel every bundle of loose flesh, every vein, and every throb of the goblin penetrating you. And it doesn't take long for her to reach your prostate again, this time her wide mass absolutely flattening the gland and making you spray out another blast of cum. The premature ejaculation seeming to make you even lose another inch of height, which goes down to your useless cock, the large tube of meat making a mess of the floor. But still Penelope shoves more and more of herself inside of you, her disgusting cock molding you to the perfect shape for taking her inside, bulging out your stomach as well. As more of her length enters you, the larger that bulge gets, your flesh hugging so tight to her cock you can almost see the bulge of her urethra under your skin. Deeper and deeper she goes, but she seems to meet a blockage at one point, her cock unable to get any deeper but still most of it sheathed inside of you. Taking a firm grip of your hips, she pulls out before slamming back home, making both of your shiver as your tight hole pulls back her foreskin, revealing her hyper-sensitive head to your warm insides. Pre fires from her cock almost like a cannon, and you can taste something salty at the back of your tongue as the pleasure seems to lock up Mistr-Penelope for a few seconds. The warm liquid filling you makes you clench around her length as well, trying to milk more out of her, which is enough to bring her out of her stupor. Finally you can feel her tremendous sack press up against your legs, and looking down you see the outline of her cock in your belly, so much fit inside of you that you can actually make out details. "N-now lets g-get to fillin' you up!" 
	"Ouuuhhh!" Is all you can groan out as Penelope jerks back, pulling out more than half a foot of cock, before slamming it back inside of you. Her warm slimy pre soaks your insides now, allowing her cock to slide in and out, inflating and deflating your swollen stomach with cock. It feels right to be used like this, for your body to be used as a cocksleeve, your own grotesque length spraying its own sexual fluids uselessly while your soft flesh jiggles around the thrusting of someone using you. Penelope wastes no time in picking up speed, her cock no doubt screaming for its own orgasm after witnessing so many of yours. Her balls seem to grow every second as well, the loose flesh filling up and growing firmer as she rails her cock into you, stretching out your bitch-hole. 
	"Come o-on bitch, whose c-cock do you love?!" Your Mistress demands an answer as she slides her tool in and out of your, each thrust making you clench tight around her flesh as she slams her crotch up against your cheeks, trying to sneak in an extra inch that your bubble butt won't allow. "Wh-whose cock c-can't you live without now?!" Mistress' words working her into a deeper frenzy as she slaps her balls up against you, making your thick thighs and hips shake from the impact, while her cock continues to destroy any semblance of tightness or virginity your asshole once had.
	Mistress Penelope's gnarled shaft's flesh seems to bunch up around your prostate as well, putting more and more pressure on it. In turn making you scream out in pleasure. "M-Mistress Penelope's! I need her cock!" Your admission only fueling the fire in her, as her thrusting picks up speed and she aggressively claws at your wide hips. You're utterly broken now, addicted to the far-too-large cock that's warping your body to fit it, each spurt of pre coming from it seeming to land inside of your head and make you crave that flesh even more. Penelope lets out a growl as she sucks at the flesh of your neck, marking you with a hickey so everyone will know you got dominated, if your perverted body wasn't proof enough. And you welcome it, the thought of being marked as property belonging not just to Penelope but also to her manhood fills your mind and makes you shiver. Sensing your submission, she speeds up even further, slamming barely any length in and out of you, but making a mess of you regardless, your belly not bloated with her nasty pre. Penelope's ballsack begins to press up against you continuously at this point, her thrusting no longer pulling it away so you can feel the cum expanding it, getting prepared to inseminate your insides. "Please impregnate me!" You scream out to your Mistress, as her cock grows tense inside of you, and you can hear her package working.
	"Take it y-you b-bitch!" Penelope stutters out as her cock seems to widen, forcing you to stretch even further out as her climax approaches. Constant squelching echoes from her sack as she fires her cum deep inside of you, her already thick urethra made even wider to allow all the thick, goopy, jizz into you. Your belly was already ridiculously stretched just to hold Penelope's girth, but now you inflate even more, Penelope's balls making you turn more into a condom than a living being. As you're being filled you stifle a burp only to taste cum in the back of your throat, the nutmilk being poured into you looking for any avenue of escape. But Penelope's girth seems to block any from escaping from your rear, and you swallow down any coming up your throat, unable to let yourself waste anymore of Mistress' cum. As a result you continue to widen out, filled with more and more cum, making you look as though you're pregnant with Tauren triplets, and then quadruplets, and the list goes on. You can't even stand anymore, going slack but still held up by the chains and Penelope's girth, the flesh rod not softening at all as it pumps you fuller than you've ever been. Finally you can feel the constant flow die out, turning into squirts and then nothing at all. Slowly Penelope extracts herself, making your body quiver as cum rushes to take the spot that her cock once held, your insides unhappy to let go of cock but happy to have more room. All you can do is shake as more and more of that gnarled cock is pulled from you, until its bulbous head is left, but before Penelope pulls it out, you hear shuffling coming from behind you. Slowly Penelope tugs at her cock, easing her head out of your ring, but the second it plops free and the cum inside of you tries to escape you feel a pressure at your anus again. A large solid mass is slowly pushed into you, stretching you even wider than before, until that mass pops inside, the gigantic anal plug keeping all of your Mistress' jism inside of you.
	In your cum-drunk haze you barely notice Penelope pet your cum-bloated belly, or even her wiping her cock clean using your open hanging mouth. Instead all you can think about is serving her cock again.