The Goblin Teens

A lot of story, explaining and experimenting went into this one. It's another in the modern goblin universe, along with the caption pics and Gretchen the Coplin (I had plans for her to show up at first), and the ghetto goblin Tizz. I really had no idea what half-goblins were like going into this, and I don't think I set anything in stone,but it's a nice look into their world. A lot of the decisions on where this would go were last minute, especially what her crush would be like and how big a role her friends would play. I had a ton of fun getting into Lana and her goblin-poser culture that would totally show up in this reality...

My commission workload has been much lighter lately, so I'm really cranking them out lately. At this point I've got most of this month's votes, and may start working on that random reward story while setting up the votes for next month.

Nix Carmichael came trotting down the stairs. It was another school day and her parents were already awake. Her dad didn't have to get to work for a while, but they always took the extra time to take care of mom before he had to go. Nix preferred to get up early anyway, since her hair was always a mess and took some extra work.

"Hey, mom. Dad," Nix greeted them casually as she entered the kitchen.

"Good mooooOOOORning, sweetie!" Her mom (Weeka Carmichael) was being lifted three feet off the ground as she nearly sang out the moaning words. She was a full goblin, so her breasts the size and color of watermelons were resting on the upper countertop. She used the lower one for cooking, but right now, she was wearing nothing but an apron and her big mass of long, purple hair. She was held up by Nix's father (Daniel Carmichael), who gripped her by that purple hair and had his sleep pants down low enough to pound her pussy from behind. It was just their usual morning quickie. Nix didn't even bother rolling her eyes this time as she walked by the counter. Dan passed her the plate of pancakes her mother had made before he used the same hand to smack her ass. Weeka squealed at that, and Nix casually started on her breastfast while her father spanked his mother relentlessly until she came. They already had a bath towel laid out beneath her to catch the thick and oily cum that came out of her mother.

"Oof. Sorry, hon," Dan said as he slid out of his groaning wife. "Thought we'd be able to finish in time, but your mom wanted seconds."

"Uh huh." Nix gulped down her orange juice and poured another. Eating more was just a part of what she was. Half-goblins were rare, but growing more common in this day and age; ever since goblins and humans were actually getting married and settling down together. Another part of that was a mother and father who liked to fuck. A LOT.

Nix checked her phone while her parents cleaned up in a way that was instinct to them by now. The girl was that strange kind of middleground that was human and goblin DNA trying to figure out what to do with each other. There were varying results from one to another, but she appeared to be one of the more common types. Her skin was a muddled greenish brown, ending up this coppery color with a distinct shine of that goblin oil mixed with teenage life. Her hair was a plain black like her father with a few streaks of purple in going front to back. She had short human ears with distinctly pointed tips, but they would still raise and twitch expressively like her mother’s. She was four foot nine at her last checkup, and by the best guesses of doctors she'd likely reach five feet tops. She kept her hair down straight when she could, depending on whether it felt like being frizzy or greasy that morning. Her teeth were mostly human with an extra bit of size and sharpness to her canines, which hung over her lips when she didn't close her mouth carefully enough. Some green freckles stood out clearly beneath her big, silvery-blue eyes and across her broad but human nose. More were on her thighs and cleavage, but she did her best not to show those off too much. At least around her parents... but there was no hiding that she'd grown her boobs early, fully grown in triple-D's by the time she had turned fourteen a few years back. It went well with her broad hands and big feet on her otherwise slim body. Certainly no social stigmas in her life!

Nix had finished her first plate of pancakes, and when she grabbed the cereal for her second course, her mom had at least put on a pair of panties before she sat at the table in her apron. "So, hon... we wanted to have a talk with you."

"Okay," Nix said, putting down her phone to fill her bowl with Cake Flakes. "What's up?"

"Well, you know your father already gave you the talk."

Nix rolled her eyes at that awkward memory. "Right. Even though I had the internet and already knew."

“Did you like the vibrator I picked out for you?” Weeka added quickly.

“Yes,” Nix sighed. “Thanks, mom.”

"It's just sort of tradition," Dan added as he showed back up with his work pants on. "A really, really awkward tradition. That's why your mom has this one."

"Well it's different. You've already got a lot of changes. Your spots came in, your fangs growing, your tits..."

"Yea. Thanks for those, actually, mom."

"But that's all basic things. You're a bit of a late bloomer, probably because of your heritage, but I don't think you've gone through goblin puberty yet."

"I get two?" Nix looked at her quizically while she ate her cereal. On the plus side, it turned out that whatever went into goblin sweat and her spots prevented acne, so she got to skip that part.

"Probably. You're goblin enough, and for how hard that hits us... you'll get at least some of it. It's kind of hard to miss."

Dan leaned in and kissed Weeka on the cheek. "It's how I met your mother." Nix nodded indifferently. She'd heard the story of how they were highschool sweethearts ever since Weeka humped Dan's leg in the halls.

"Wait... so I'm gonna start humping everything?"

"Or masturbating. Or just... non-stop thinking about dicks. Or pussies, because we're not judging. You can make your own life choices!"

"Yessss. I like boys, mom," Nix sighed. "I hit human puberty already, so maybe I'll be fine."

"Right. Maybe you'll be lucky," Dan added helpfully. "But we want you to be ready if it does. You're a responsible girl and we trust you, and we want you to trust us too."

Nix gulped down her cereal's milk and smacked her lips. "I trust you guys. I just need to do my own thing sometimes. Don't worry about me all the time." She slid her bowl further onto the table and went over to hug them both.

"We love you, baby," Dan said as he got his. Weeka licked a thumb and stuck down a few stray hairs sticking out of her head.

"Love you guys," she said with a smirk. "Now I gotta get to the bus." She went to the fridge and snapped up her lunch (which she had to put in one of those heavy duty lunch boxes like a construction worker) and scampered out the door in her jeans, sneakers and tanktop.

School itself was nothing special. Downsdale boasted a diverse mix of students, which lead to various perks and problems. Nix got in cheap for being such an exotic half-breed, but the classes and faculty had to keep adapting to handle the new goblin students. There were more showing an interest in education, but they were also not used to sitting still and paying attention.

Lunch was always a highlight, and not for the food. Nix could snack throughout the day thanks to her heritage ("not a condition," her parents warned her). It meant she got to sit with her table of friends, where the nickname "The Fifty Percent" had started to stick after Polly claimed it.

Polly Franklin was a mostly standard goblin. She had orange hair that stuck up like a mohawk and some tastefully plain jewelry on her ears and neck. Polly had no pretense about her being adopted because she was raised by a happy human couple. She was a little more mellow than most of her kind, but there was no stopping her instincts sometimes. She was always staring at boys and she tended to wear more revealing clothes when she could. She had left the house today in a long-sleeved shirt and skirt, but she ditched the top at her first chance to use the low-cut yellow tank top she wore underneath.

Antheia was the Greek exchange student; a tall and broad-shouldered girl with green, scaly skin.  The rest of her body was thin and curvy in a way that had Nix jealous of her slim waist and long legs. Apart from the scales and the constantly writhing green hair, she looked like something between a supermodel and a basketball player. The young gorgon was an exotic sight in America

Lana Baker was different in that she was the closest to a human in the group. Genetically speaking, she was 100% normal human, but she was part of a subculture that was called "green punk." It was easy to confuse with a goth or punk look if you didn't know what to look for that made them dedicated to the goblin lifestyle. Lana had several narrow braids going down one side of her head and bright green makeup in a streak beneath each eye. Her hair was dyed an icy blue, a color found naturally in many goblins. She was wearing her red and brown shirt from a Lady Lime concert (one of the few goblins that got into the rap scene) and her jeans were tattered and loose around the ankles in the same fashion as the creatures who found human clothing a bit too long on them. She asked Tammy and Nix a lot of questions about themselves and their family, but she was at least tasteful enough to not claim to be a reborn goblin like some people did.

"Hey!" Lana snapped her fingers so that Nix blinked back to attention. "Greensleeve. Pop your spotters before I pluck em."

"I can't help it," Antheia groaned, rubbing at her face. "These contacts are so uncomfortable!"

"I think she was talking to me," Nix admitted, blushing orange and going back to her second sandwich. "That's the price of beauty, though, huh Ann?"

"And the price for not turning someone to stone." Gorgons had long since worked out a type of glasses that prevented turning others to stone, but it wasn't the most reliable fix. Contacts had come into style for portability and simply looking sexy, but Antheia kept blinking the wrong way and getting them stuck on something. People could always be turned from stone to flesh by biting them, but that was just awkward. Antheia had already had to do it, and with her hair being just a bunch of squirming but normal hair, that meant using her actual mouth instead of a snake-hair's head.

"Were you staring at Liam again?" Tammy asked. She was sitting on a couple of her books to reach the table, crunching on a pickle.

"Maybe..." Nix muttered.

"Girl, he's on the football team! Also he's like twice your size!"

"He's only like a foot and a half taller."

"Well sorry, but once you guys get bigger than me, I kind of lose count."

"Fuckin' stilts, right?" Lana chuckled.

"It's not my fault. I just like tall boys," Nix excused.

"Yea, me too," Tammy  scoffed. "Except it's easy for me to find one when I'm all the way down here. You're hunting JOCKS, girl!"

"The most dangerous game," Lana mused in a mockingly spooky tone.

"So what? It's okay if I'm just looking..."

"No, it's creepy if you're just looking," Tammy corrected. "It's SUICIDAL to actually go up to him. There's a system to this kind of thing, Nix! Nerds date nerds, jocks date cheerleaders, and everyone else dates goblins."

"Yea, but you know what? FUCK the system!" Lana declared in a way that made Nix's ears twitch every time. "Don't trust what the humies set you up as and told you that you are. You go after whatever mate you want, sister."

"I'm still half human," Nix muttered. She decided not to add that she had to deal with the nerves of both. She always wondered how much of herself was just plain jitters and which was that instinctive goblin cowardice at work. It was probably how her favorite goblin porn starlet Jaka Kats managed to scream so loud... and she had no idea how Lady Lime kept getting in front of a crowd for all those shows.

"So am I! But that should just mean you're free to choose," Antheia offered brightly. "The world doesn't know what to do with us yet, Nixy. Why don't you show them what to think?" Lana gave the scaly girl a firm smack on the arm as if she were a piece of evidence, smirking proudly. Antheia smacked her back, but that made the pierced gobgoth wince from the blow that Nix could feel from across the table.

"Yea... yea, you're right!" Nix chomped down her handful of chips, sucked up a breath, paused to adjust her shirt after what her tits did during the breathing, and went over to Liam's table with the football team. When she reached them, Nix cleared her throat for some attention. It didn't work right away, so she knocked on the edge of the table. All those eyes turned to her at once, a mix of tall and athletic boys with their occasional girlfriend or similarly attractive hanger-on. Liam at the end closest to her, looking right at her. Nix froze and stared back as she felt like her panties were going to soak right through. They smelled like sweat and leather and wonderful hormones, and it was hard not to let her nostrils  flare as they tried to drink it in.

"Oh, hey, Nix!" She snapped back to reality. Thank gob one of the cheerleaders had used her name to draw her back in.

"Hi! Hi, guys! Hey, Liam. I just thought, hey, I haven't talked to you in a while and I sit right behind you in English, so why wouldn't I talk to you? Ha... haha... Soooo... hi. Hi is my point." Everything was suddenly in overdrive. Her heart was racing and her toes were curling. The others laughed and her ears twitched like they were panicking and trying to pick up on any nearby threats. She decided the laughs seemed to be genuinely amused rather than spiteful and chuckled awkwardly with them. She found herself rambling in her head: "Don't look at his dick. Don't look at his dick. Don't look at his dick..."

"Well, hi." Nix's nostrils tensed and sniffed quietly. He smelled as good as he looked. Like he could breed an army into her. Which... she felt was an odd thought to have. "Was that all or...?"

"Oh! No! I'd like to say all kinds of stuff," she hurried. "I like... uh, you like movies?" Nice, she told herself. Everyone likes to watch moving pictures! Smooth move, Nix!

"Yea," Liam said with a laugh. God, that laugh. If he laughed while he was inside her she felt like she would just die. But it would be a good death. Like a viking in battle, except while being dicked. That sounded much better than battle, since she was suffering her way just through a conversation with a cute guy. She was suddenly painfully aware of every twitch of her ears and shifts of her big feet and how oily her skin must seem right now.

"We should make a movie sometime. SEE! See a movie! That'd be great." Too fast! If only she could just suck his dick now and get it out of her system. "Not that you wouldn't look good on film, big guy like you," she added jokingly.

"Oh! Thanks." Liam smiled. "I mean, I'd offer you a seat right now, but we're kind of full right now."

"Oh! It's cool. I mean, I could sit in your-" Nix was thankfully stopped when Antheia clapped a hand on her shoulder.

"Nix! We're waiting. It's your turn." The half-gorgon gave a tiny wave at the jock table before poking her thumb at their own. Nix looked over to see the Fifty Percenters in the middle of an improvised card game and Tammy flashing her a wink. They were giving her an out.

"Oh? Oh! Yea! Sorry. I got distracted." Nix forced a laugh and waved at Liam again. "That's my girls. I'll see you around, Lee."

"Oh, Nix!" Katherine Barnes, second cheerleader, leaned over the table to catch her eye. It was a conscious effort just to keep her tits from landing in her mashed potatoes. "As long as you're here, you should come to the party at my house on Saturday!"

"Your house?"

"Yea. Liam and the rest of the team's going to be there. And get this!" She waved her hands out excitedly. "Interspecies party! The cyclops brothers from River Valley are coming with kegs, and Dint's bringing something call grupjug. I think that's like goblin beer."

"Oh! Cool! Yea, I'll see if I can blow. If I can go! If I'm... ahem... free."

"Great!" Kathy smiled and motioned towards Antheia. "Bring your friends too! We'll have plenty, and more the merrier, right?" Antheia's hair-tendrils suddenly dropped, framing her face like they did when she was especially shocked.

"I will DEFINITELY tell them," Nix insisted, grabbing Antheia by the hand and dragging her back towards the table. "Thanks! See you there, Liam!"

"Yea. Seeya."

Antheia finally started to walk with her as they went back to the table. Nix buried her face in her hands as the other girls did their best to keep quiet and still flip out. "You were insane, girl!" Tammy whisper-shouted. "The hell were you doing!?"

Lana leaned over to ruffle Nix's hair. “Getting herself a cloudsuckin' boy! You are gonna chip a FANG on that chiefmaker, pockets!”

"We're all invited to their party on Saturday!" Nix muttered through her fingers. "This is the most fucked up day of my life."

"More than when you grew those tits overnight?" Lana asked as she started gathering up the loose cards from their distraction.

"Then maybe we shouldn't have bailed you out," Tammy said with a smirk. "Because I'm pretty sure I heard you say you wanted to put him in a movie."

"Oh my god, no. Thank you so much. I was digging such a hole! I couldn't stop thinking about his junk and how good he smelled. I just wanted to climb under that table and..." Nix grabbed her water bottle and gulped it down. She was cooling off now that she was out of range from him.

"What do I wear?" Antheia asked frantically. "Do I go glasses or contacts? Lana! You are a good dresser! You can help!"

Lana went to open her mouth when Tammy bumped into her side. "I can help," Tammy cut in.

"Hey, my parents know how to make someone look good," Lana defended.

"Your mom's a mortician, Lana."

"Suits look good!"

Nix just snickered at them and slumped against the table. She felt exhausted and she wasn't even done with lunch yet.

"Ooh, grupjug!" Weeka chimed when it came up at dinner. "That's been a while."

"What is it?" Dan asked, her dad apparently just as much in the dark as she was.

"You know how goblins don't care about chemicals? How you caught me drinking your Nyquil because I thought it was juice?" Dan rolled his eyes and nodded. "Grupjug doesn't care about that. It fucks us up and makes us stupid horny. Great for parties..." Weeka hesitated and pointed at Nix. "But no grupjug! You stick to human beer if you're going to this party."

"Okay, mom," Nix conceded. Anything to go to this party. This could make or break her life as a student. "So... I wanted your advice..."

"Try to go with a homebrew. Or something fruity," Dan offered. "If you're not able to get drunk, it might as well taste good."

Nix laughed a little but went on. "How do I get a boy to like me? And how do I know?"

"Well at your age... and your heritage, you're going to find yourself being attracted to people very easily," Weeka started.

"It's true. Humans evolved to get real desperate in our teens," Dan added.

"The important thing is not to rush it. Boys like a girl who's fun, but you should be a tease. They always forget about the crotch-tacklers eventually. And don't forget to masturbate before the party. Like, a lot. Not enough that it hurts to walk but enough that it gets a little bit numb. Did you like that vibrator I got you?"

"Oh my god, mom. Yes. Stop asking!"

"I think I'm gonna drink it."

"Lana, no."

"That's real grupjug, Tammy. I may never see that again in my life."

"You're probably right, because Google says grupjug could destroy a human liver and kill you if it’s not prepared properly."

“I’m a goblin in spirit.”

“But not in liver.” 

"Just a sip."

"Lana, no."

"Come on! Be a goblin for once!"

"I AM a goblin, Lana!"

"You're barely a goblin! What kind of goblin Googles whether or not something will kill her before doing it?”

Tammy and Lana were leaning on the wall in the kitchen, holding their beers and eying the bowl of brownish-red goblin booze. It was left at the end of the countertop of other drinks and bottles like a prized centerpiece. The occasional goblin came by out of the crowded party to take a small cup full and duck back into the other rooms.

Tammy just shook her head as she sipped her . The curvy green girl was in a basic blouse and some nice pats, just to find herself one of the better-dressed girls at the party. "It's the only drink I've seen with chunks in it," she said warily.

"Look, Tammy..." Lana got on one knee and put her hands on her shoulders. She wore a tight pair of goblin-make jeans, which barely went past her thighs on her and hugged her ass like glue. They left some flirty midriff between that and her shirt for the Goblin House reality show. "I get that you were raised human. I respect that. Gob pride, gob love. But if we don't maintain the ancient culture of your noble hunter-gatherer people, it'll be forgotten as nothing but short humans who are always looked down on as a bunch of common lapfaces."

Tammy shook her head again, lifting Lana's hand off her shoulder. "Lana, you are a human. A really white human. I appreciate the good you're trying to do for goblins, but before the humans discovered us, we ate garbage and lived in swamps with a society that basically had sex for currency. Things are better now."

Lana went to argue with her when the kitchen floor shook. Jackie, who had started acting as their amateur bartender for the mixed drinks, quickly grabbed several of the bottles before they could fall over. G'raag lumbered in, the ogre stooping under the door frame and scooping up a cup of grupjug. He took a loud sip and didn't even make it to the door before he collapsed flat on his face.

"Ah shit. Hey! Can we get the jocks out here! Greg got in the stinkwater and passed out, and now he's blocking the kitchen!" Jackie called over the music.

Tammy and Lana traded glances before Lana went back to drinking her beer. "Maybe I'll skip the grupjug..." she muttered.

"Yea. Smart move."

Nix was off in the living room, drinking her wine cooler and trying not to tap her feet too anxiously on the floor. It didn't seem as bad as her mom had made it out to be; she could manage small talk with whoever came by, but there was always something prying at her senses. The smells were the worst of it, or maybe the best. Everyone smelled of sweat and sex and anxiety, and it got her heart racing. It felt perfect and horrifying to her instincts. Her ears twitched whenever someone laughed too loud or cheered at a game of beer pong. This wasn't like the sleepovers at Tammy's. It was crowded and so full of tension that she could feel the goblin part of her brain scratching away at her skull.

"I think the glasses were a good move." Antheia adjusted her sleek red spectacles with one of her hair-tails. They had a crystalline shade of blue to the lenses, the ever-stylish gorgons quick to find better ways to color the shaded glass than simple shadows.

"Yea," Nix said as she snapped back out of her staring. "You look smart. Lot better than itching your eyes all night." Antheia had picked up pretty quickly on how uncomfortable Nix was getting, so she'd taken up a spot on the couch next to her. As much as the half-goblin appreciated it, not many of the boys were coming over towards her. It was a mixed blessing, she figured, with the exotic snake woman basically acting like a human shield. Unfortunately, that seemed to include Liam as he kept talking to his teammates and the other sporty students.

"I need use the restroom," Antheia said, her accent flourishing on what was clearly one of the first phrases she'd learned in English. She held up and shook her empty soda can, lacking the same immunity to alcohol that Nix possessed. "You going to be alright for a minute?"

"What? Yea, I'm totally fine," Nix insisted, scratching at her tied back hair. "Go get your restroom on."

Antheia smiled proudly, but she didn't watch where she was going as she bumped into Trish from the model U.N. The little blonde yelped and flailed as she fell over, making her hand smack Antheia in the cheek. The accidental blow knocked her glasses off, and when Antheia turned to her in surprise Trish was already a statue, looking stuck in mid-fall by the time she hit the ground.

"Oh! Oh woops! I got it!" Antheia babbled, throwing her hand over her eyes. She felt around for her glasses and fumbled to get them back on before she righted up the statue. "It's okay! I can fix this! Can someone help me move her outside?"

"I gotcha!" Yormo stepped up and between Antheia and one of the infamous cyclops brothers, they easily hoisted her out towards the back yard.

"Thanks. This' just really awkward to bite people in public..."

"Yea, we all been there, Annie..." the cyclops nodded.

"Hey, guys, check it! Trish just got stoned! WOO! It's a party!" a random voice blurted from the crowd.

"Oh grow up, Kyle!!" another shot back. "We were all thinking it!"

"Fuck you, man! I'm just the one with the balls to say it!"

Nix snickered a little at the scene, a welcome distraction from her situation. It actually got her senses to calm down until Liam came over and sat down where Antheia was, holding his pair of standard-issue red party cups. Her heart pounded so rapidly it felt good. Stimulating. Like the good sides of adrenaline all at once pushing down the actual panic. For some reason, he smelled like he had just run a mile and for some other reason she wanted to lick him clean.

"Hey. I didn't want to interrupt you two while you were talking," Liam said with a smile. Nix stared at that smile and wondered what it would look like with her sitting on it.

He held up one of the cups to her and she quickly snatched it up with a quick "Thanks." She chugged the last of her wine cooler and quickly clamped her mouth shut to smother her burp, doing her best not to refuse his offer. "How's the party going?" Nix asked with an awkward smile.

"It's pretty good. I heard G'raag passed out in the kitchen and the whole statue thing happened. Doug broke a lamp but Kate says it's nothing important... so yea. Pretty good."

"Preeeeetty good," Nix nodded, sipping her drink. She raised her eyebrows in pleasant surprise. It was pretty good in a fruity way, just like her dad had recommended.

It was... fun! Her pulse didn't go down but she just got used to it. It sort of tickled her chest, so she used it to smile more and laugh harder at his jokes. She was finally starting to relax around him, and damned if they weren't hitting it off!

"So they're sitting there talking about letting orcs on the team," Liam went on. "And suddenly Worg goes flying across the field and he tackles the goal post. Dude DENTS the metal, through the padding, and they're just like 'We're crazy if we don't sign him up."

Nix snorted a laugh that broke into an all out giggle. He was absolutely charming in every sense of the term. Even his breath smelled like this appetizing breeze, much more intoxicating than the human beer. Her body was responding to him just as enthusiastically as he was.

"So how is it anyway?" Liam asked.

"How's what?"

"The grupjug. They gave it to me when I asked for a drink for you."

Nix's ears twitched and her face went blank... then took another gulp. "Kind of great, really!" she laughed. "They made a lot bigger deal of this than I thought it was going to be!"

Liam leaned into the sofa with a smile. "That's good. I'm really glad you came. You looked like you could use something to help you relax lately."

"I did?" Nix finished the last of her mug and had to blink some water from her eyes. Whatever sank to the bottom really packed a punch.

"Yea. Every time I see you, you're all uptight and distracted. I figure school's gotta be a part of it, but you being that special little spot in between goblins and humans must be a lot of pressure."

Nix stared at him with even more adoration than ever. "Yea... sometimes," she admitted, fiddling with her empty cup for something to do. She just wanted something between her hands right now... but her mouth would be better. Or her legs... wow, that grupjug taste really lingered.

"And you had your friends that are always there for you, so I didn't know if you guys had a club thing or something. I was never sure how I should talk to you, cuz you seem real interesting to hang out with and you got this-"

Nix was suddenly done listening to his buzzed rambling. She climbed into his lap and rested her hands on his chest as she kissed him before she could second-guess it. She absolutely didn't as Liam put an arm around her slender middle, pulling her overdeveloped boobs against his chest. Nix's ears flicked as she heard the occasional laugh or hoot from the party that seemed directed at them, but it only excited her more. She held the embrace for a few seconds before her body just seemed to get impatient with her. She kissed him more rapidly, hungrily as she used more tongue and lips against his. Nix buried her stubby claws into the shoulders of his shirt as she pushed her hips against his stomach, shaking every time he breathed and pressed against her breasts and pussy.

Liam broke away from the kiss to inhale and start to speak. "Did you-?" he tried to ask smoothly, but she just kissed him again. She wasn't sure what to do with her hands, thinking frantically before she realized they were already blindly trying to undo his pants. Liam forced her face back a couple inches so that when her next kiss couldn't reach him, Nix was finally able to breathe deep and steady herself. She still couldn't bring herself to unwrap her thighs from his torso.

"Did you want to go find a room?" he asked, looking around at the various people watching their sudden and fiery makeout session.

"I do not care," Nix admitted bluntly, staring at him wide-eyed. Everything felt so much more intense while kind of blurry. Her senses were zeroing in on whatever mattered most, which right now was nothing but Liam and her hips. It was a bizarre sensation, but she was aware enough to welcome it. All that awkward tension and desperation and paranoia went away. It was all buried under this warm and lusty fog where she was feeling nothing but good.

"We probably should," Liam insisted, starting to sit up. He tried to lead her by the hand, but she wouldn't let go. Her hand popped the button off his jeans and screwed up his zipper when Liam jumped up and hugged her to his crotch (it was just like a dream!). "Yea, we definitely should!" Liam corrected, blushing and laughing awkwardly. He clutched her and carried her up, nudging open a bedroom door to make sure it was empty and slipped inside.

Nix didn't feel like it was possible to keep her hands off him. She couldn't stop kissing and grabbing at anything close enough to do so, and her hand vanished down his pants as soon as there was room enough for them. It felt so warm and firm while molding to her hand. He was a bit bigger than normal and she was smaller, so it felt perfectly oversized while still something she was dying to shove inside her. Even just the small opening in his boxers was flooding her nostrils with more of his intoxicating smell. She kept sniffing uncontrollably, even when he tilted her head up high enough to kiss her on the mouth again as he laid her on the bed. Her legs immediately splayed open when she touched down on the blanket, her hand staying glued to his lightly dripping shaft.

"Just a sec," Liam muttered between kisses, reaching into his pocket. Nix grabbed his wrist and brought it under her shirt, forcing it to rub over her bra.

"No," she answered just as soft and breathlessly. "I want it. I want you, Liam. Gimme Liam." His hands were so big and strong as they squeezed her breast, making her ears fold back and a low purring noise to come out of her. She felt her stomach gurgle as if her goblin belly was reminding her that it was already waiting for him. Nix scooted further down the bed, pushing herself closer to his musky human smell. It went so well with the taste of grupjug, making her mouth water and her drool trickling out of her kiss.

"You're really getting into this, huh?" Liam muttered as he started getting her out of her top. She wriggled right out of it, letting her copper-colored breasts bounce back into place in the middle of her chest.

"Very. Now I want you getting into me, you big handsome piece of protein." She rarely used that kind of language and she wasn't that smooth, but everything felt so natural now. It was like being stuck between his big warm body and the bed was the most comfortable place in the world.

"God you're so hot," he muttered as Nix's nimble fingers slid over his cock and she worked on getting his pants off. She was tired of waiting, even if she had never set eyes on his cock before. She knew what she wanted. "Holy shit... I need a condom. Right now..."

"No!" she objected, quickly and awkwardly yanking her pants down and pushing her hips into his. "I want it in me." Liam let out a long grunt as even through her panties, her warm and wet mound rubbed against his shaft. A slick promise of what her groin had to offer. His grip tightened on her slick breasts, the plump orbs squishing around in his fingers like only a soft goblin hide could. She wasn't a borderline balloon animal like a pure goblin, but her curves remained sensitive and squishable (which she found out when she took a dodgeball to the tits without so much as a bruise). "I want this..." Nix mused. "I want you to fuck me like a big horny cloud sucker. I need to feel human," she said, running her hands over his chest meaningfully. "And you're the exact human I want to feel."

"Kay," Liam conceded. He wasn't made of stone, and the horny half-goblin underneath him was all but begging for it. Nix started to squirm around, trying to remove her panties without breaking away from his cock. Fortunately his hands came in to help and her whole body shivered as the feeling of Liam helping strip her down. When they were both nude and he was laying carefully on top of her, everything seemed to slow down. It felt like this kind of zen for her. Everything felt and smelled and looked perfect. Her racing heartbeat actually dropped as if Liam's cock against her thigh just put her entire mind at ease. She swallowed hard and gave him a small, shy smile in that moment of clarity right before he pushed his way into her.

Just like she had thought by her handful from earlier, Liam was big where she was small. It made for a hard, tight fit, but it only made it that much more enjoyable. She could tell it took some forceful pushing to make it work, but she let out an uncontrollable, shuddering cry as her did. Here eyes shut and her mouth hung open to breathe loudly, uncaring as more of her drool ran down her cheek. "Koshka," she mumbled distantly, recalling one of her mom's favorite curse words. She could hardly bring herself to move, as if she was afraid his perfectly filling cock would disappear if she did. All she could manage was raise her arms to rub along Liam's arms that were mounted on the bed above her head.

"You okay down there?" Liam asked. Her eyes opened up again to stare vacantly at his athletic body.

"You are perfect," she mused, compromising by letting her eyes hand half-lidded as her pussy clenched around his erection. She found herself strangely aware of it, picking up how every part of it tingled. How she could tell where his precum leaked inside her and how to flex her hips to squeeze even tighter when he pulled back from his thrusts for the best friction. She had no idea what she was doing, but by the way she was feeling and the lusty grunts and groans from Liam, she was a natural. She ran her lanky arms up his arms before running her stubby claws down his chest, getting another of those low grunts that made his cock tense and twitch inside her. Clearly her goblin slutty instincts had gladly taken over to make sure that she felt as good as possible while he pumped away deep inside her.

"Oh my god," Liam finally moaned, running a hand through her slick, dark hair. Her mouth just reacted on its own, taking his bicep into her mouth to suck on it between her lips and nibble on it gently. Her eyes widened as if just the taste of his sweat fired her up again. She felt her vagina start twitching, some strange flexing of her thighs and hips that made her inner walls squeeze around his cock before easing out again. Her odd vaginal flexing was effectively sucking him off with his snatch, and she'd later try it on her own just to find that she was completely unable to replicate it without him.

It still did the trick, as the wet sucking sounds made him almost collapse on top of her. Her cushy breasts absorbed the pressure as she latched onto his face again, kissing and clawing to leave a thin red scratches on his chest and shoulders. Nix hooked her legs around his thighs so that he couldn't pull too far out of her as she licked some drool from his chin. "I need your chunk, my big humie," she moaned highly, staring up at him with her big silvery eyes. "Stick me up like I'm your only pocket pussy! Please!"

Liam grunted and came deep inside her, making Nix's toes curl and her hips push into him as if to covetously horde all his jizz for herself. She gave a few pumps of her hips before shaking violently a few seconds later, breaking into her own orgasm as she gave a squealing mix of giggles and shouts. It sounded like she was being tickled and trying to yell for them to stop, but with far more "YES!"s and "FUCK!"s in there. Her own thick cum squirted over his rod like a warm gel, and her shaking and screaming just gave him more surges of pleasure through his overly sensitive dick, her body acting like a vibrating sex toy.

"Holy fuck!" Liam gasped at last, collapsing fully on top of her. Nix let out a little squeak as he tried to roll off of her, just to find her pussy was still clamped around him.

"No, no," she mumbled witlessly. "Sorry. It was good. I like you on top of me." She shuffled the inch or two closer to him, even as her pussy finally decided it had all the cum it was going to get and relaxed around his rod. "But no... yea... holy fuck is right..."

"That was amazing," Liam sighed, holding her against his chest and softening dick. She let out a little purr, and she gave a small burp as she felt the cum gurgling around just beneath her belly. "You're really good at this."

"Would you believe I'm a virgin?" Nix laughed meekly, but she still buried her face into his chest. She was calming down from the drink and the orgasm, and she wanted to hide in embarrassment while staying close to him.

"Yea, you gave off that vibe. Even if you were a fucking genius in bed."

"Fucking' genius? Ha!" Nix giggled and breathed deep. Better to be a suspected virgin than an assumed whore, she guessed. Even with things cooling down, the lingering smell of sex and his weird, masculine odors were calming to her. She clung to him like some busty koala bear as she let herself float in her afterglow. "So what does this mean?"

"I dunno. Does it have to mean anything?" Liam asked as he stroked her hair. Her ears lowered away from her head, encouraging him to continue with that gesture.

"I get it. I'm a goblin slut," Nix muttered. "If that's all this was, then I'm okay with that. I get it..."

"I didn't mean that!" Liam backpedaled quickly without losing his grip on her. "I like you! You were great, even before the crazy sex! Just that I didn't want this to be all we have."

"So... you would like... hang out sometime?" Nix offered timidly.

"Yea. Definitely."

"Like on a date or another party or something... I know Lana drags Tammy and me to these goblin movies that I don't get, and we could use another body to help share in all the confusion..."

Liam laughed and hugged her tightly, burying his face in her hair. It might have just been the closest thing to his face at his height, but he breathed deep like he was smelling her too. "Yea. Yea, that'd be great. I could do a lot worse for a girlfriend."

Nix's toes curled again as she cuddled in closer. They settled there on the bed for a while, just savoring the moment for a few more minutes before realizing people would be asking questions. They got dressed and he helped her hop off the bed as they started back downstairs. "So, goblin movies? What's that all mean?" Liam asked.

"Oh, sometimes it's action stuff or something, but they're usually historical pieces that Lana goes after."

"So... lot of loincloths and sex scenes?"

"I mean, it depends on the director. Some of them romanticize it as just kisses, but that's the guys who don't really get what goblin culture was about and that goblins learned about kissing from humans. On the mouth anyway. So yea, a lot of em have some green tits in 'em."

"Hell of a date," Liam said with an amused shake of his head. They reached the bottom of the stairs to some snickering, but mostly rowdy cheers from the crowd. Tammy and her friends hurried over to Nix, who blushed a greener shade and waved to them assuringly.

"Are you okay?!" Tammy urged. Her eyes darted to Liam, who blushed as well. "I heard you had grupjug and we never figured out..."

"No, I'm good," Nix insisted. "Really, really good." She tugged on her shirt to get it back on straight. "It tasted good and just got me in this weird place for a while, but I'm fine." She had been pretty confident that she had goblin guts for a long time now. They had tested it when she was little at the doctor's when they just gave her a bunch of coffee beans and she remained unphased by it.

"Liam!" Olivia, one of the generically blonde cheerleaders (and clearly drunk, judging from her hurried staggering), dashed up to the football player and grabbed him by the shoulders. "Is it true?! I heard you went upstairs with one of the lapfaces!"

"Okay, not cool for starters," Lana started. At least the other cheerleaders and jocks looked about as uncomfortable with the moment as Liam and Nix were.

"Look, I went upstairs and I had a talk with Nix," he said, putting a hand on the half-breeds shoulder. Nix blushed harder as the green met between her freckles.

"Aww, that's... that's so cute!" Olivia babbled. "It's nice to have a side girl. But... but I wanted you to know! If you need a goblin on the side, that's fine! But you should know, I... I have a super crush on you. You're cool and dreamy and..."

"Okay, that's really not the point," Liam said, taking her hands to urge her off of him. "I'm serious about this. I'm actually dating Nix." Olivia looked confused and kept pursuing the topic like she was confused by the idea of them dating. Nix kept blushing harder, and then that heartbeat came back. It was racing like a little wardrum inside her, feeling humiliated and awkward... and mad. Protective. Territorial...

"Okay, that's really not the point," Liam said, taking her hands to gently urge Olivia off of him. "I'm serious about this. I'm actually dating Nix." Olivia looked confused and kept pursuing the topic like she was confused by the idea of them dating. Nix kept blushing harder, and that rapid heartbeat was coming back. It was racing like a little wardrum inside her. She was feeling humiliated, awkward... and mad. Protective. Territorial...

Nix's ears perked up as her thoughts fell into place. She shoved her body in between Olivia and Liam's and grabbed his fly. With a quick glare up at the cheerleader, Nix popped her mouth over his crotch and lowered his pants until his cock popped right into her mouth. The party variously gasped and laughed with a couple more cheers as Nix shamelessly sucked off her new boyfriend in front of everyone, establishing dominance and ownership for the other females.

"Holy shit!" Liam gasped, jumping and holding onto her head. Despite his blushing embarrassment, his crotch wouldn't let him actually try to remove her. Tammy's ears drooped as she stared in shock and Antheia started fumbling her way through people to stop her.

"Yeaaaa!" Lana laughed, pumping a fist in the air. "Gob pride! Get that chunk, my little green sister!"

Nix was surprised at herself. She would imagine she'd have been a lot more embarrassed in this kind of situation, but it felt right. She was far more satisfied than awkward like this, squatting in front of her man's dick and slurping it loudly for the party-goers to hear. She found herself shutting her eyes again, flooding her senses with nothing but the feel, smell and taste of his erection in her mouth. It was all she needed, and she felt a twisted but genuine sense of pride build up in her.

"Oh shit! Okay, listen up, people!" Mike the fairy came floating into the room, shouting louder than his little body had the right to do. Everyone stopped staring at Nix to look up at him. "Someone gabbed with the neighbors and they just said they called the cops, so you're probably gonna want to haul ass! Just a heads up!"

Even Nix's little piece of blowjob heaven was cut off by that one. The various 18-20 year olds started clambering to get to their coats or cars before they were caught drinking. A few of the guys started to drag out the unconscious ogre while others hid or swiped the booze. Nix wiped off her mouth while Liam yanked up his pants and dug out his car keys. Nix's ears twitched when she heard a sharp whistle and Antheia waved her over towards the back door where the crowd was a lot thinner.

"You go ahead," Liam encouraged her. She looked up as he bent down and they shared a comparatively brief, cock-flavored kiss. "Call me!"

"I will!" Nix grinned widely before she scurried around the other party-goers to catch up with her friends.

Lana lived close to the party, so they had driven to her house and walked the rest of the way. There was a lot of giggling and disbelief from Nix's friends on the way back, and the green blush never left her face until they were there. Once she was there she ran to the bathroom and very suddenly experienced grupjug backwards. The stuff worked slow, but it hit hard, and once it was back out of her she felt a lot better.

The girls split up from there to head back home. Lana drove Nix back, the gothy goblin-poser excitedly praising her behavior. "That's the fuckin' greenest thing you've ever done! You got yourself a mate, stuffed up, then chomped that chiefmaker in front of everyone! I didn't know you had it in you, Nix!"

"I didn't either," Nix giggled, slumping lower in her seat. She sighed and looked out the window. "Did I fuck up? Did I just do the biggest fuckup in the history of the school?"

"I mean, that depends. People are gonna talk about it at school, and words got fangs, but they'll get over it," Lana conceded. "There will be a few days of slut-shaming, but they'll just be jealous of you getting laid by a football star and drop it."

"Yea, but... what if, right?" Lana raised an eyebrow at the question. "What if they're right? What if I go full on ghetto goblin trashy? My brain just sort of tuned in on Liam and I just didn't care about anything else but him that whole time. What if I'm all... what if my goblin half is the worst part of them?"

Lana looked her friend over thoughtfully. "Here's the important question: how do you feel?"

"A little grody," Nix muttered, drinking more water. To its credit, grupjug still left a sweet aftertaste going back up. "But that's mostly from all the barf and running."

"I mean about your new mate. How do you feel about Liam?"

"Oh. He's... he's great." She cracked a small smile. "He was sweet and he understood what I was going through with all this. He took the whole... sucking thing in stride. But he's like, super smart for a jock and really funny!"

Lana furrowed her brow, toying with one of her earrings while she watched the road. "Would you chunk with him again?"

"I mean, more privately... but yea. I'd totally see him again."

"Anybody else?"

"Uh... no? Why?"

Lana nodded. "Then you're okay."

"I'm okay?"

"You're okay. It's wenrk, not a full on phosphorous fruit salad verrent." Nix stared at her blankly as they stopped at a redlight. Lana sighed and turned to pat her on the head. "You're not in heat. You're in love. Goblin love, but it's basically the same."

"So what's that mean?" Nix sat next to her, tossing the towel aside.

"It means you're sane. You're horny, but horny for him and not every dick on earth. I read this article that was researching goblin brains and why they do what they do. Verrent is that heat you get in a goblin that goes 'gimme dick, gimme dick, gimme dick.' The one that's afraid it's going to die and wants to pod out as many pups as it can. It makes you lose your shit to various triggers that could mean sex, like sweat or body contact." She tapped her pierced nose. "Wenrk is where the brain decides that their reactions are strong enough that they bond to someone. They recognize their signs, usually smells and their voice, and associate those with sex and pleasure. Honestly, humans have the same kind of reactions to each other with pheromones."

"So... I'm just being stupid because I have a crush?"

"I think your body thinks you're married," Lana spelled out. "It's why goblins originally got tattoos when they got mated for life. Researchers think it triggered wenrek by confusing their shicky asses with the mix of pain and excitement. It helped them have wenrk and made them horny for each other instead of everything."

Nix smiled slightly at the reassurance. Even her mom didn't know about that kind of thing, or at least not that she had mentioned. "Wow... thanks. That... helps put it in context a lot." It did make sense, considering her mom had her wild side as a kid and had settled into a quiet (but kinky) life with her dad. She couldn't say that she expected Lana being such a goblin geek to pay off so well.

"Don't sweat it. With all these species coming out from under the bed, we've got to watch out for each other. Humans are trying to let you guys in and integrate, but we keep getting into our hang ups. We can't go shaming on what either side is doing! Goblins are just upfront about it, and I gotta respect that, little sister. That's the greenpunk life. Everything's out there. No shame. I know you said human culture improved goblins, by why can't it work the other way too?"

Nix's smile grew wider and she nodded, relaxing into her seat. The way her mind kept going back to Liam made her bite her lip and her pussy warm up a little with excitement for whenever she'd see him again. "I guess so. I think I should tell you though... goblins don't actually use the word 'stuffed up' for sex. Mom said it's a word we used to tell humans just to make them look silly."

Lana suddenly beat her fist on the car's horn. "I fuckin' knew it! Shinky, that asshole!" Nix giggled as they finally reach her house, leaning far enough over to hug Lana goodbye and head inside. The house's lights were on and her parents were awake, apparently warming up for their midnight snack as they were making out on the couch. Nix knocked on the wall of the hallway on her way in, smiling a little as she heard them fumbling to make themselves decent again.

"Hi, hon," Dan greeted, adjusting his pajama pants. "How was the party?" Weeka was sitting in his lap with her loose bathrobe on and sniffing the air.

"Do I smell grupjug?" her mother pried curiously, a hint of excitement on her face.

"Hi, guys. It was fun."

"Well we'll head back to the bedroom," Dan assured her. They couldn't do much to hide how much sex they were having, but they could at least use the walls of the house to mute out the noise for her.

"Okay. No problem..." Dan picked up Weeka and tucked his wife under her arm, giggling as she was toted towards the hall with her booty sticking out behind him.

"I AM dating Liam though..." Nix muttered. Weeka quickly popped out from under Dan's arm and scampered up to grab her daughter's hand.

"Really?! Who's Liam? Do I know him? We need to have girl talk right now!" Her mom smiled giddily and looked back to her father with a little shooing motion. "You can go ahead and warm up without me, sweetie, but don't wait up. We might be a while." It was that little moment of control and excitement on her mother's face as she turned down sex that made another of those quietly proud smiles crawl across Nix's face.

"Thanks, mom. That means a lot."