Goblins and Kimonos

Just a proper posting of the early leak from yesterday. A goblin yakuza in feudal Japan sexes up a local lord's son.

Incidentally, every goblin name I use is some word or part of a Japanese word for whore, sex, etc. Baishunpu is a word for prostitute according to Google translate.

Baishu Chichiko cringed as she sat up from her throne. The goblin hardly stomped her way out of her seat when one of her girls opened her paper door for her. The kimono-clad little goblin held never broke stride as she went after the obnoxious noise. Her straight, purple locks were done up in a bun with brightly-painted hair pins stuck through it to for a big, stylish knot of hair. A long beak of a nose stood out proudly with a ring through one nostril, and her hefty green breasts bounced around in her classy red and gold robe. Just for good measure, she grabbed one of her katanas that were mounted on the wall at just her height.

"The hell is all that racket?!" Baishu barked as she stormed downstairs to the third floor. There, a pair of her ninja were gathered around a bundle of goods, bickering quietly while poking at it. When Baishu shouted, the black-clad shortstacks whirled around and knelt in front of her for their lowest bows, squishing their faces against the floor recklessly.

"Sorry, Baishu-dono! We found this!" One of the girls, the red-headed Oira, felt around behind her until she found the bundle again. She held out the crying human baby as an offering.

"Are you kidding me?! Where'd you dumbass sluts get this?!" The matron snatched up the child by the edge of his bundle. She hardly looked at him before glaring at the ninja. She had always told them that they could help themselves to a man sometimes, if they were stealthy enough, but no kidnapping like the other yokai stooped to. Baishu's prided herself on being above the ancient urges of her kind and pressed that on her underlings as best she could. They weren't as iron-willed, but it was her self-control and ferocity that had landed her in command of her own little yakuza, kunoichi and brothel mishmash. They had built up under her leadership to become her personal army of goblin and human prostitutes, ninjas and thieves. They weren't the most feared or infamous in the land, but that was because the famous crime families didn't last long under the empire's rule.

"We found 'em! We swear!" Toko (Oira's blue-haired sister) vowed. "We wasn't doing anything dirty! We saw some other guys-"

"What 'guys?!"

"Three biggums running from guards. They had tats from another clan."

"Kaikeshi's human punks," Baishu snorted. She pulled a long wooden pipe from between her cleavage, stowed next to the long scar against one of her green orbs. She lit it and puffed out some purple smoke, taking their silence as confirmation when they didn't interrupt. She was surprised to find that the kid was quieting down. This made her look over at the human baby. He giggled as he twirled slowly from her pinching fingers, dangling him by the tightly-wrapped cloth around his body. His eyes watched the stream of purple smoke with interest. Baishu took a smaller puff and blew a smoke ring towards the ceiling, which made him cackle with delight.

"What happened with them?" Baishu demanded.

"We killed them for being on our turf. Quick and quiet like always." Oira lifted up her head, her body only really covered from nipples to crotch by tight black silk. Some fishnets were around her thick thighs. Her bandana stayed on, but she'd removed her mouth-covering scarf in front of their boss. "Then we heard noises, and it was the human baby. We didn't know what to do, and they had lost the guards, so we brought him here."

Baishu snorted through her long and narrow nostrils, puffing out a bit more smoke like a tiny, busty dragon. The goblin yakuza tapped her foot before holding the child out with one hand. Her human attendant picked up the child, cradling it to her chest while Baishu paced around her girls.

"You baka-ass bitches. You should have left him somewhere the guards would find. He's probably kidnapped or something. We don't want that on us!" She suddenly slapped the ninja sisters on the ass, making them jump and yelp out of their bowing positions. "Go get a messenger. Tell him to get a hold of the guards and tell him we found the kid crying in the alley. See if anyone's missing to claim him."

The human baby started crying again as Baishu growled. Her pointed ears tensed as her yellow eyes narrowed. "I'm sure his parents have noticed all the noise they're missing. What's wrong with it, Kikyo?! Why's it making that dumb noise instead of just burping like a goblin baby?"

"I don't know!" Kikyo acted as her constant aide, a tall, thin and long-haired Japanese woman that she trusted deeply and worked to the bone for the position she held. "It could be hungry, or tired or scared..."

"He's not hungry!" Oira offered helpfully. "I tried chewing up and spitting some rice in his mouth already, but he didn't want any"

Baishu dismissed the ditzy ninjas with a flick of her hand/pipe and they flipped out the window with no small amount of jiggling. Kikyo sat down to try rocking the child in a nearby chair, but he kept crying until the squat little yakuza came over. The baby smiled up at her as she rolled her eyes. That just made him laugh again.

"Just my luck," she grumbled. "I can't wait to see who comes back for you, handsome. It ain't right seeing a human shorter than a goblin." The boy suddenly reached out and grabbed onto her polished nose ring until Kikyo very carefully pried his fingers back off of his prize.

The rest of the geishas and common hookers were all happy to gush over the little cutie the next morning. Kikyo was passed out from staying up with him all night, but Baishu was her natural self. Goblins ran on much less sleep and food than humans did, since the breeding-happy race had evolved to have better things to do in bed and on top of tables.

"So what's the word?" Baishu let them get it out of their systems before she went to Miyami. The old human woman worked in back alleys giving out handjobs for rice balls before the goblin took her in. She was safer and better off working in the Midori No Me (or The Green Eyes to the foreigners), but she kept a lot of contacts with the beggars.

"It sounds like you're lucky," Miyami smirked on her wrinkled face. "There was a boy missing of this description in the city who was snatched up by slavers. It was reported to all the guards in the area."

"Dumbasses," Baishu snorted. "Cloud-sucking stilts should know that it's too much time and money to raise a slave that young. Wait... why did you say lucky?"

"The daimyo was looking for his son," the wizened human woman grinned. "You'll be returning the heir to the local lord. He should be here in a couple days."

Over the next year or so, there was a massive shift in power in the underworld. Baishu was greatly rewarded for saving the lord's son, which she thanks them for heartily before gradually slipping it into her criminal activities. Toko and Oira were delighted when their mistress rewarded them with enough money for whatever they wanted for new equipment. They happily restocked on throwing stars and blades, but they were actually quite content to keep wearing their too-tight gis that rode up on their asses. A few of her geisha even got permanent positions inside the castle, which gave her all sorts of insider information to run on.

The lord was more protective about his boy from then on, but he brought little Ideki to visit his "Aunt Baishu." The lord made a point not to come across as a customer at the Green Eyes, but the boy was always thrilled to run up and hug the chesty she-goblin before he was swarmed with cheek-pinching prostitutes. It gave the regal family an odd reputation, but he refused to let their (accidental) good deed go unrecognized.

She had to admit that the boy grew up strong and handsome. He confided in her that he had a number of suitors to choose from out of neighboring clans, which Baishu found far too entertaining. The boy was always smiling when he saw her, and even as he aged the curvy little yokai's body stayed the same. Ideki breathed deeply when he hugged her, sometimes commenting on her mixed scent of pipe smoke and perfumes. He was proud but wouldn't stop blushing when he visited her when he turned nine and was finally taller than she was. He certainly didn't stop growing, until one day he was old enough to come and visit on his own.

"Afternoon, Toko! Oira!" Ideki smiled as he waved to a hooded beggar woman on the corner. The woman waved back at him before vanishing back into an alley and throwing off the cloak.

"How did he know?!" Toko snapped. She lifted her foot off of Oira's shoulder and stomped on her sister's breast.

"Ow! You blew it! Did you have the hood on low enough!?" She reached up and slapped her sister's ass as the ninja went on bickering rather than reporting his arrival. Ideki snickered as he heard their muffled squabbles from the alley as he walked off with his accompanying samurai bodyguards. He wore some relatively basic robes and sandals for his title, his long brown-black hair tied back behind his head in a basic bun. A few of the girls didn't even recognize him when he came into the Green Eyes, though plenty showed an interest in his good looks or his armed guards.

"There's my big, handsome longpig!" Baishu came jiggling down the stairs in a black and silver kimono, looking like she hadn't aged a day from when she'd found him. A white streak went through her purple hair, but it was more of a stylish bit of dying she used to show her age and seniority to the ladies. The guards traded glances at the casual use of the slur for the daimyo's son, but Ideki just smiled and stepped out to meet her. Neither bowed as Baishu simply hugged him around the waist. Ideki patted her on the head as she nuzzled between his crotch and belly as usual, and that familiar scent of her exotic smoke, perfume and naturally oily goblin flesh rushed memories into his head.

"Good to see you, Auntie Baishu." Ideki leaned down and kissed her on the lips. It was something he did by reflex when she let him go, since she eventually scolded him for being too tall for that. "Don't be rude and bent over for me!" she'd snapped the first time he was too high to deny her. It still puzzled his guards as he effectively bowed for the woman to do so.

"Still visiting an old lapface limey like me," Baishu chuckled, patting his arm before he rose back up. "You're so sweet for a bigfolk. And you're getting mighty strong! You aren't too busy thinking about the girls alone in your bedroom to go out with them, are you?" She nudged his thigh with a wink.

"Auntie B, you're gross!" Ideki laughed. "Father just has me training with the sword, and I've put on some muscle."

"Don't blame me! I'm a goblin. I'm supposed to be gross," Baishu cackled back, flashing him a needle-toothed grin.

"And I tell you every time. Father has plenty of other nobles that I could wed any time I wanted. I'm definitely not having a shortage on girls."

"No kidding! Strong boy like you could please a whole harem of goblin girls. You'd get more mileage out of them than a human anyway. Lots more babies per litter and they'd fit you like a glove."

"Oh please. You're not going to try to fix me up with Oira or someone, are you?"

"I wouldn't curse anybody with that horny little shitwaste," Baishu snorted. "Now come on. You must be starving. I bet those huge humie bellies must be dying after not eating an entire ox every half hour. I've got tea and a whole cow for each of you!"

It was an exaggeration, of course. Baishu loved to toss around some racial humor to lighten things up as well as making people think she was less of a threat than she really was. There was nothing quite like coming across as a horny and weak little half-bake to put humans at ease around a goblin. It was why Baishu didn't carry her katana around in front of most people and kept her smaller weapons hidden deep in her clothing, and why most of her bodyguards were out of sight.

They caught up over their tea and sushi in one of the private serving rooms before Baishu offered the guards to visit with some of the girls. The guards nodded and excused themselves while the madam led Ideki upstairs. "Come. I've got something to show you." It was just the two of them together as he climbed up behind her, watching her wide and tightly-wrapped ass bounce around in her kimono at eye level. They went past the second floor with all the guest rooms, and through the third floor that was mostly for business supplies. Ideki saw some of the working girls taking clothes off to change or applying makeup in their rooms, but there was also a tall blonde woman going through a closet. It was full of several types of swords and knives.

The top floor was the smallest. It was a mere handful of rooms, with the largest being Baishu's personal quarters. As she opened the door for him inside, it was almost entirely devoid of people, but there were many tapestries, scrolls, weapons, vases, and other fineries all over her room. There was even a fine wooden chair that could be mistaken for a throne for all the carvings and cushion to it. They stepped inside as some unseen person on the other side shut the paper door behind them.

"So... I didn't know you were this successful," Ideki said as he observed some of the fine pieces of art around him.

"Whoring can be, if you're clever about it." Baishu casually flicked some ash out of the tip of her pipe.

"Auntie Baishu, you don't have to worry." Ideki smirked as he continued to marvel at the place. "Father's naive about it, but I understand you're more than a matron. I don't know many geisha houses that keep personal ninja on call."

Baishu laughed sharply before breaking into her shark-like grin. "Strong, handsome AND smart. You'll be a fine daimyo and a finer man some day."

"I AM a man, auntie," Ideki said a bit defiantly. "I'm of marrying age, I know how to wield a sword..."

"But you keep shying away from all those girls. And I don't believe my favorite snatch-stretcher is into boys."

Ideki took in a hissing breath. "No. I just don't want to go with just anyone..." He stiffened when Baishu grabbed his ass through his robe as she passed him by.

"I can have that effect on people," she chuckled. Ideki blushed and grasped for words as Baishu sat on her throne. She crossed her legs in a way that revealed more than it concealed, showing high on her thick and naked green thighs. "I've been talking to your father. The old longsword wants me make a man out of you."

"Oh." Ideki blushed harder. "And... how did he want you to do that?"

"I don't care what he thinks," Baishu scoffed. "You know the story. As far as I'm concerned, you'd be dead or missing without me. You're mine as much as you are his." The boy didn't object to that. Baishu started undoing the sash of her kimono. "And the one thing that makes a man in my eyes is how they treat a woman."

Ideki could only stare as she disrobed. When she was fully nude on her throne, lounging on her kimono, it was a side of his auntie that he'd never seen before. First of all, a flintlock and several knives fell out of her clothes. The scar on her breast ran farther than it looked, even with her low cleavage she always left visible. It went  down to a few inches above her navel, clearly once some massive cut. A smaller but wider mark one was on her right thigh, and from his visiting the soldiers, Ideki thought it looked like where a particularly nasty arrow had been pulled out. A flash of bold red stood out on the green of her shoulder. He couldn't see all of it, but looking closer revealed an entire snake tattooed down her back. It wrapped its way around her hips and her good thigh before its tail seemed to vanish inside her hairless green pussy.

Ideki swallowed hard as Baishu gestured him closer. The son of the local lord did as she commanded, and she flashed him another fanged smile. Beloved or not, it felt good to have the young politician wrapped around her finger even more than his father. "You don't keep a woman waiting," Baishu instructed him. "Treat her kindly and a woman will do incredible things for you. Understand?"

"Yes, Auntie Baishu," Ideki replied softly. "Should I...?"

"Soon," the goblin interrupted. "It's important to give a woman what she wants as well. Even if she has to help herself sometimes." The naked, scarred and tattooed woman hopped off of her seat. Her wide hips and huge, heavy breasts wobbled with each practiced step, hypnotic to the boy who had grown up visiting her all his life. She parted the front of his robe and slid herself completely beneath the folds. Her narrow fingers with the pink-painted nails grasped his cock for the first time, tilting it at an angle where she could kiss along its length. He was already erect by the time she got there, and he only grew harder from her attention.

Ideki groaned and felt like he could fall to his knees. Baishu's amused giggle came out from around his groin, lightly tracing her nail along the skin of his cock. He could feel it all so intensely, but her pointed ears, thick green ass, and bun of purple hair were all that stuck out from his robe.

"Oh yea. Definitely tastes like virgin," Baishu purred. "What a waste of a big, thick jizz-slinger." Her smokey breath mingled with his musk as her painted lips wrapped around his balls and her long nose rubbed against his cock. She sucked slowly as she started to stroke Ideki's shaft, drawing whimpering noises as he leaned a hand on her head.

"Auntie!" he gasped as her thick tongue painted her spittle over his balls.

Baishu popped her mouth back off of his sack, but she kept jerking him off as she looked up at him. Her intense yellow eyes met his and he couldn't look away. "Is that what you call the woman sucking your dick, you fucking spoonear bitch?" Ideki shuddered. Nobody talked to the daimyo's son like that, and she knew he was close already.

"I'm sorry, Baishu!" he mewled.

"You think a woman wants a weak man?" Baishu snorted. "I want a set of stilts who can break my swamp cunt like he's trying to squirt baby potion out my ears. I want 'em to pull my ears off while he makes me feels like I've got five dicks in me. And I have NO use for a fucking cloud-sucker who can't so much as dicksplat when he's supposed to!"

Ideki shuddered hard as he finally came. He felt an intense wave of shame and pleasure and pride, most of which were from watching as his seed shot over Baishu's face and tits. She didn't even flinch as she licked some off her cheek with her fat, purple tongue, though her broad ears flicked with some subtle excitement. His warm seed stood out against her dark green skin, especially the lighter parts of her scarred breast.

"You like it?" Baishu asked, flashing him another small smirk. Ideki could only nod. "You feeling manly yet?" He was leaning on her head for balance, but he nodded. "Good. Get ready for another one."

"Is that why they call you 'lapfaces?" Ideki asked as he finally took a knee. Baishu smirked as she trotted over to a cabinet, giving her an excellent view of the tattooed snake that slithered back upward along the curve of her ass. She took out a rather thick bedroll and tossed it onto the floor.

"Because we're the perfect height for sucking dick? Mostly. Pocket pussies, lime snatches, cockslaves, bat-ears, half-bakes, swamp cunts, yo-kunts... the humans had a ball making up names for us. Not that we didn't return the favor."

She sat on the rollout bed and patted next to her wide hips. Rather than risk making a mess of his robes, Ideki stripped down as he approached and sat next to her. His prick was softening as it recovered from the orgasm, but her slim and capable hand rubbing over his thigh had it perking back up for more. He saw that she had casually left the globs of cum running down her body, so he took a spare handkerchief from one of his pockets to start cleaning it up.

The maternal goblin shut her eyes and moaned softly, leaning back to let him run over her scarred green curves. "Now you're catching on," she sighed. "A man should appreciate what his girl can do for him. A lady's a lady, even when she's a lime snatch who could kill you without so much as a carving knife." She laughed as she wrapped her toes around his cock and gave a playful squeeze, with her toes sending fresh shiver through his entire body.

"You're really good at this," Ideki commented. "Do you... do this a lot?"

"I used to. Not in a very long time." Baishu spread her legs without opening her eyes when Ideki's hands and cloth started to clean around her belly. Even as he finished leaning her, he set the dirtied fabric aside and let his curious hands rub over her body. He loved how strange she looked. Unlike any other woman he'd ever met, and very unlike all his pristine suitors he'd been presented with. His father had always spoken highly of the brothel-running goblin for her generosity in saving his son, and he always had some level of admiration for the flawed older woman. Ideki held his breath as he stroked her breasts softly. She opened her eyes lazily to look down over her chest at him. She was expecting something.

Trying to guess based on her teachings so far, he squeezed her breasts firmly. She groaned and shut her eyes again, biting her lip as he squashed her hefty green jugs in his hands. The incredibly soft and slightly oily skin slid easily through his fingers as they brushed over her hard little nipples. She leaned back slowly until she simply flopped onto her back, her chubby thighs spread. He couldn't figure where to place his eyes until she flexed her hips, making her pussy twitch invitingly. It was tight and slender in appearance, but despite her calm exterior the goblin was absolutely dripping with a clear juice onto the bedding.

"A good man hides nothing from his woman. He shares everything," Baishu instructed him calmly. She traced her foot down the length of his shaft and balls before dropping her legs wide open for him once again. She somehow looked so natural in this position, like exposed and on her back was the most comfortable way for the powerful short woman to be in. Ideki couldn't pass up the invitation, bracing his hands above her head. He mounted her body as he kissed her, trying to be the man she wanted him to be. Her lips instantly yielded as he took the lead, opening to let him taste her the mix of her exotic smoke and thick lipstick as her fat tongue rubbed his.

He brought his hands down to balance on his knees, awkwardly groping her breasts while using them for balance. She grunted and moaned into his mouth, their mixed saliva drooling messily through the cracks between their lips. He couldn't keep up their embrace for long, his uncontrolled member only seeming to grow more hard and tense. It seemed the stories were true. It was said to be good luck to cum inside one of the green beauties (so long as you weren't married, that is), but goblin women were addicting. There was something to her smell and taste that was slightly bitter, but kept him craving her.

He broke the kiss since he couldn't reach her hips while it was going on. Baishu licked her lips and shook her head as she undid her hair bun, letting the purple locks fall out beneath her. "Long as I live, I may never understand what you humies want with kissing," she mused. "Why bother when you've got that big greedy chiefmaker sticking out of you?"

"Good point," Ideki panted. "Not when I have that slimy green whore hole of yours." Baishu's eyes lit up with excitement at his returned dirty talk. He grabbed hold of her stocky hips and pulled her closer to him, stuffing himself inside her in one go. He was surprised at how smooth and easy his dick went into the tight little goblin woman. Her sloppy cunt made it slide right in with her natural juices easing him into her elastic flesh. She grunted and arched her back, thrusting her big jiggling tits upward. It also stretched the skin of her stomach so that he could see the bulge of his cock pushing from her insides.

"Ohhh, fuck!" Baishu shouted as her eyes went wide. Her mouth hung open with a euphoric gaping expression.

"I'm sorry," Ideki breathed. He started to pull back out, but the snug, slimey hole squeezed around his shaft and made him shiver.

"Don't you fucking dare stop, you giant royal pussy! You are not getting that chunk back until you shoot up your cockslave's inside!" It was another side he had never seen of the woman. She rarely raised her voice to him, and never with such menace to her tone. The closest she had ever gotten was when a passing boy had bumped into Ideki when he was younger and she sounded like she was ready to kill him. It was slightly more concerning in hindsight once he'd figured out her true business.

"Yes, aun... cumslut." Ideki corrected himself. He started to pump inside her, distracted for the first few thrusts as he saw the bulge of his penis sliding inside her stomach. Her intense moans and bucking of her surprisingly strong little hips drew his attention away from it as her jiggling tits bounced around in his hands. Her hot breath puffed against his chest, the constant smell of her familiar smoke breezing under his nose. She humped in time with him, timing it so that his balls kept slapping against her juicy ass cheeks. Baishu wrapped her stubby legs around his narrow waist to hold him against her, moaning and wailing as he dug his fingernails into her breasts and nipples.

"I haven't... mmmf! Higher, baby. Harder... yeaaa, that's it. Fuck, that's a good ramma-slam. I haven't had a good dicking in years!" Baishu was writhing and raving, and whether it was intentional or not, he felt her insides shifting. They kept clenching and opening, drawing him in deeper while still squeezing it tight. It felt like her pussy was sucking him off at the same time as he fucked her. "Gods, I've been missing this strong, handsome drink of dick for so long!"

"You... oof... you must be starving for it then," he panted. "I hear you gobber sluts love it just as much as we do. It's all you do, isn't it? You steal, you eat, and you fuck human cock." He was starting to get a little lightheaded, which helped him slide out of his formal nature and right into the dirty talk with his horny auntie. "My dirty auntie cumchugger. Is this what you wanted? You only took care of me so you'd have some superior human dick to ride in your garbage dump of a pussy?"

Baishu made a wordless whimpering noise as she reached out for Ideki, groping at the air in a needy way. He picked up on her message and lifted her up, one hand clutching her ass while the other rubbed her ear. It left her effectively suspended on nothing but his dick, and she looked like she was being fucked absolutely brainless. And loving it, of course.

"You love it, don't you? What was it you called me? A royal pussy?"

Baishu didn't seem able to respond properly. He'd never seen her so wound up, her eyes seeming to dilate and her mouth simply wouldn't shut. Her nostrils flared as her gawking mouth yammered out witless gurgles in time with his bouncing thrusts, splashing drool onto her jiggling tits. She raked her painted nails over his chest like a feeble attempt to hold onto him, moving to his sides when she couldn't quite reach his back. She was so small and light at her center, but those breasts and hips slapped into him over and over with so much momentum.

"Coming from the queen of the dirty little pocket pussies herself? Don't make me laugh, because that would mean I have to smell your stinking green sweat. How could anyone resist fucking something so disgusting but so sexy?" He pulled down on her ear like some kind of lever, taking her earlier proposal into practice. Baishu let out a long, high scream as she twitched but didn't budge her head as if he had her by some perfect spot. He felt her pussy open up and let him somehow stuff even deeper with a wet sucking sound, running like a faucet over his ramming dick.

"You really were built to take superior human cock and nothing else. Are you going to cum, swampcunt? Are you going to break all those proud vows of yours and be the horny animal you know that you are? You're no monk. You're a walking womb with cum for brains who can't do anything but ride a human chiefmaker like your life depended on it."

Baishu shook like she was in an earthquake, letting out this comical noise like she was sitting on a jackhammer. She came in a thick, wet wave of warm fluids that washed over Ideki's cock. It felt like someone spilled a bowl of warm cooking oil over his lap for how pleasently slick the substance was. He was glad he'd left his robes so far away, and he was very glad she came as quickly as she did. He couldn't hold himself together for another second before he ejaculated deep inside her. He couldn't tell if it was all her shaking or if he was so deep into Baishu that he could check the little woman's heartbeat.

"I'm... definitely feeling... oof... manly now," Ideki muttered, holding her close to him with shaking arms. Her fat breasts were crushed against his chest, not that she cared at all. She nuzzled her lips and nose against his chest, purring like a friendly feral creature rather than his loving auntie.

"I know. It feels like you left a big hunk of your manhood inside of me." Ideki laughed and eased his grip on her, but she held onto his forearms. "Not yet. Just stay inside for a little bit. I waited a long time for this." They exchanged soft smiles and Ideki moved onto his back, still holding his aunt Baishu against his lap as she rested on his chest.

"You know it's good luck to fuck a goblin," Baishu mentioned. Ideki just nodded. "But to make one cum, they say that she owes you a wish."

"Did you just make that up?" Ideki asked with a dumb grin on his face. "Because it sounds like you little greenholes cum pretty quick." Baishu giggled as she licked a bead of sweat from his chest without breaking her gaze. "Then I wish to find a bride will make me so much as half as happy as you do, Auntie Baishu."

The goblin smirked at him thoughtfully. Of course she couldn't marry the boy. The nobleman was grateful, but in many ways, she wasn't the marrying type. She had her family in the syndicate, and she was nowhere near the social status you needed to marry a daimyo. He'd go on to pay these special visits to her over the years, but she knew there could be nothing permanent even if she wanted to. Even goblins only fucked their children, not married them.

"I'll tell you what." She wiggled her hips, making Ideki shudder as his tender dick was tugged by her soaking wet slit. "You wait. Don't marry until Autumn comes. Then look again at your suitors and decide." Ideki gave her a skeptical look, but she shrugged. She folded her arms on his chest, leaning her heavy tits onto them. "What? I'm technically a yokai. I'm allowed to keep some secrets." She patted him on the cheek and finally slid off of his greased up cock.

"I guess father won't be disappointed," Ideki muttered as the goblin yakuza stayed nestled against him.

"You don't need to tell him what happened. He'll see the man in you so long as you make a decision. The last thing you need to remember..." She slid down over his slick skin, turning around to stick her big ass towards him. She gently lifted his cock and kissed his sack. "A real man always has balls."

Ideki spent the evening with her before heading back to the castle by nightfall. He wasn't sure what Baishu had meant by waiting until the fall, but he turned down any proposals before then. He refused to even see any suitors or look at the list of offers. By the time he did, there was quite the lengthy scroll of women waiting for him. Many beautiful princesses and noblewomen were there, but then there was one he had never seen that caught his eye. He quickly sent a messenger to go and fetch her.

Ideki was stunned by the beauty that came to him in her kimono. She had arrived on a wooden sled pulled by wolves and wore a pink kimono whose hem was lined with dirt and leaves. She had long, narrow ears partly covered by short, sap-colored hair that complimented her wide orange eyes. Her nose was short but pointed, and her full lips showed only the tips of her pointed teeth. She was as green as springtime despite the season, and walked barefoot over the dusty road despite the guards offering her sandals. She had just reached breeding age over the summer when she looked into eligible nobles in the area.

"I am Fukka Cumborn, princess of the land of goblins." she said in a soft and sweet voice that carried elegance despite the hint of oil and gravel to it.  She bowed low before him, and at his height he could see her buoyant breasts nearly bounce of out of kimono. "Lady Baishu spoke very highly of you. I hope you find me to  your liking."