HeyJaredA Goblin Ate My Pussy
WARNING do not read if you have a heart condition or if you are allergic to cumming.
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We did it! (opens the original)
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Well folks, the story of Areola and her goblin has come to an end. All 44 parts are available on Substack now. $5 a month gets you the whole thing, and if I were you, I’d just pay for a month, read the whole thing, then unsub. If I were me, I’d encourage you to give way more money than that and never unsubscribe.But regardless of who you are or who I am, I’m doing another pass before I try to self-publish this as an actual book. I’ll post updates as I go.Thanks for reading!<p class="ct
A Goblin Ate My Pussy Part 44 (opens the original)
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Skeet held the bridge of his nose. “Fuckin’ ‘ells, not this bellend again. Oy, go home, boy, would ya? Yer wizard’s fried chicken. We ain’t doin’ this no more.” Read more
A Goblin Ate My Pussy Part 43 (opens the original)
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The corpse pitched forward into the sludge of war and sex.Squealing filled the hall as the hogs collapsed, clawing at their skin.Skeet pulled out of Areola and leaned against a pillar to steady himself. He tucked his dripping unit back in his trousers.“Bloody hells.” Read more
A Goblin Ate My Pussy Part 42 (opens the original)
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Lords and ladies, goblins and gnomes, Jizzhelmzens of every sort huddled in the center of the hall. The wizard’s slobbering minions surrounded them. Areola and Skeet sat among the broken and dying. A foppish lord drew a decorative sword and pointed it at the pigs, shielding an injured goblin from the coming death. A lizard man and woman held hands, ready to face their gruesome fate together. Queen Labia smiled at her daughter, then turned to her orc, looked into his soft yellow eyes, and kissed
A Goblin Ate My Pussy Part 41 (opens the original)
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Scrotly hovered above the heads of the bloody combatants, his hair and beard swirling as if he were submerged underwater. His sagging jowls bobbed as he chanted in a low drone. Read more
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