Pinup - It's Time To Gobbo!

On a cool autumn morning, the lecture hall at the University of Tenshyr, for the United Consortium of Wisdom, had been packed full of students and professionals. The air was buzzing with whispers between everyone there, although unusual for the university, it had been demanded that only humans were allowed to sit in. They were there to see the renowned philosopher and biologist, G.H. Lowlry speak about a fascinating new theory of his.

The university clock rung across the campus, signaling that the time was now ten, and the esteemed scholar walked out onto the center of the stage as all the whispers and murmurs faded out. The scholar was wearing a rather peculiar single-piece dress of sorts, covering him from his neck to his shins and with short, loose arms. But despite the odd choice of clothing, everyone could recognize him. Despite his aged and withered appearance, the hairs on his head were as vibrantly ginger as they had been since he was a young boy, even if he had lost a fair amount of them.

“GOBBIFICATION, MY FRIENDS AND COLLEAGUES!” He bellowed out after having written the term on the blackboard behind him. “This is the term of which I have come to speak to you about on this fair morning. As you all know, I have studied the different races of the Seventh Realm for decades now, but not until now have I realized why we all look so distinct from each other.”

The redhead slid the blackboard he had written “Gobbification” on to reveal a blackboard behind it with a set of detailed diagrams depicting the Seventh Realm’s different Races; Humans, Orcs, Elves, Naga, Nightfolk, Imps, Dwarves, Centaurs and of course Goblins.

“Through my studies of historical, archaeological and biological sources, I have come to the conclusion that each Race trends towards an extreme that follows that Race’s original trajectory. Like with the Orcs, who have always been particularly gifted in terms of intellect, they have drifted and still drift towards a further distillation of those traits. Five hundred years ago, the average Orc may have been as intelligent and refined as an average Human is today. But in the modern age, the Orcs have had five hundred years to further refine themselves, which is why they are so clever. Same thing goes for the Elves! Massive, muscular and brutish, and they will continue to drift towards getting even larger and more muscular!”

The people in the lecture hall nodded and wrote down notes. Lowlry had not said anything new or controversial so far, but they knew enough about the man’s reputation to understand that he was only building up to something.

“But what I have discovered is that a generalized Race of the Seventh Realm, without significant internal cultural pressure trends towards a very specific form. After studying archaeological finds from almost five thousand years ago, I discovered that at one point in history, the Goblin Race looked almost identical to Humans!”

Lowlry slid away the blackboard with the diagrams of the different Races to show another blackboard. And once the audience saw what he had drawn, they all shared a collective gasp. There it was, in black and white, a drawing of a Goblin male and female from thousands of years ago. And they looked like a pair of Humans with over-sized ears. Lowlry continued to explain how he had come to this discovery by citing dozens of sources and handing out papers with information. It all seemed airtight. A generalized form in the Seventh Realm trends towards a Goblin form.

“... and so you can see that a form like this, under no intrinsic pressures, will get shorter over the generations as they depend less on stature in their daily lives. Their skin will turn green because the chemicals found in Orc and Goblin skin are full of antibiotics. Body fat will accumulate following a feminine form. And females will be able to mate with any other race and only birth children of her own Race. So in conclusion: The reason Humans are so easily transformed by the external effects of the other Races is because we are too generalized!”

Lowlrly had been frantically speaking about his theory of Gobbification for over two hours at this point. The audience had been enraptured but it was obvious to them that there was something that Lowlry had been withholding. Why else would he be wearing that odd-looking dress? The man took a short break to gulp down a full glass of water as a Human in the audience stood up with his hand raised.

“Yes, my lad?” Lowlry asked.

“Apologies, Doctor Lowlry, but I must ask. What will this mean for Humans in the future? I mean, if this research of yours gets published for the public, you do realize what kind of social upheaval might occur, right?”

The young man was right in his concerns. What Lowlry had presented was a scary scenario in which the future of all Humans, barring any supernatural catastrophe, were to one day look indistinguishable from Goblins.

“Ah, now that’s a great question, son. And to be honest, I’m sure I can expect that to  happen if these findings were to be distributed to the public. But that’s why I have one more thing to show you all!”

Lowlry quickly stepped to the side of the stage to pull a small table to the front and center. On top of the table was a little box that Lowlry tapped gently.

“I’m sure you’re all wondering about the frock I’m wearing. Well, it’s part of this presentation, as a matter of fact!”

He then lifted the box off of the table to reveal a small, egg-shaped gemstone with a golden band circling it. It was hovering in the air through some magical means and gently glowed white.

“This is a Cornerstone. Apparently the Orcs have one just like it in their Museum of Arcane Curiosities, though that one seems to be powerless. But this one works! I have tried it once already. It’s not easy to explain what it does, but the closest I can say is that it fixates on points of destiny. The user simply holds it in their hands and is then able to see every point of that individual’s potential futures. Essentially it’s a wishing stone, but with some pretty hard restrictions. You can’t ask for money, but you can become a version of yourself if you were rich.”

The confusion among the audience was palpable and Lowlry knew it. He had to do something quick to keep their attention.

“This stone is the bedrock of my theory, because the moment I first held it, I could see the version of myself from the future where all Humans look identical to Goblins! And I can prove it as well!”

And it was with that, that Lowlry snatched the stone into his hands and concentrated. Energies flowed out from the stone in a dazzling display of white light before fading out to reveal Lowlry’s silhouette on the stage, still holding the stone. The auditorium fell deathly quiet before the scholar’s body started to undulate and shift. It looked as if Lowlry’s entire existence was vibrating in and out of reality itself for a brief moment. But the moment passed and his body stabilized into the familiar Human form he had. One of a lanky, old man with fiery hair.

But then suddenly, his body shrunk down by almost half in a rapid, liquid-like motion. And even though his body was covered in that dress, people were still able to see in great detail what happened next.

His hips grew out at a steady pace, and so did his thighs, both growing in concert until they made out a shape that was several inches wider than his shoulders. Only the people sitting on the sides of the auditorium could attest that the same growth was happening to his butt which ballooned outwards at an audacious tempo. If anyone had been taking bets on whether his ass would grow to be proportional to his fat thighs and wide hips, they would have lost, because Lowlry’s ass grew even bigger than it had any right to. Each cheek was its own fat hotel pillow, and if he was interested, he could definitely get a lot of men to accept paying for the privilege of sleeping on them.

The changes so far had given Lowlry the body of a pretty typical Goblin male and most of the audience expected it to stop there, but there were more changes to come. The second big change was to the scholar’s stomach. Skinny man that he was, one could easily see the ribs poking out over his lower torso. But not for long as fat began to accumulate until it hung relaxed across his waist, bulging out like it was normal for any Goblin lady. Lowlry had grown himself a lovely, jiggly little tum.

And that wouldn’t be the last jiggly thing to grow from his torso. His nipples grew stiff enough to be seen through his dress. And then the flesh underneath grew as well. Lifting the dress upwards as his cup size increased. From a set of mandarins, to a pair of oversized cantaloupes, his breasts perfected his figure from a pear to a shortened hourglass. And as his nipples and breasts had grown, from them a green hue had begun to take over. Spreading from each nipple and his crotch.

With his breasts raising the dress to hide the changes that occurred in his downstairs department, none could see what happened to his genitals. And Lowlry was only barely aware of anything happening. But the changes down there were intense enough. His balls were slowly pulled into his lower body, reforming inside to fit a different purpose. His penis shrunk while his empty scrotum tightened upwards, together forming a pleasure button and pair of fat lips. As the cavity inside formed and connected to his new womb, a pleasure erupted from within that almost woke him up from the trance-like state he was in.

But he would not wake up yet, as there was still the subject of his face left. Clean-shaven and with a receding hairline, Lowlry’s face was that of an old man, with many years of wrinkles to show it. When the eruption of pleasure crashed over him, those wrinkles all smoothed out in an instant. And right after, his face wobbled like jelly as his eyes grew behind the closed lids. His receding hairline filled in rapidly and his fiery red hair grew to the middle of his back almost as quickly. The crooked old nose squeezed itself into a petite little thing and the whole of his head structure grew into a rounded shape. And in a final wobble, his ears flared out to make out the last detail of his Goblin form.

The lights from the Cornerstone faded away completely to reveal a ravishingly pretty young Goblin girl where Lowlry once stood. No one in the audience could deny what they had seen. But there were still some lingering doubts.

The scholar opened his eyes to reveal a set of red eyes instead of his green ones. And with a high-pitched alto, he piped up to continue on what he had said earlier.

“I know what you might think. But as we all know, it takes alchemy to change a Humie-er, Human. Magic alone can’t do it. But I digress, what I wanted to prove with this is that while I don’t know what the results of Gobbification are today, taking this form might help us all figure this out.”

Lowlry explained that his presentation was supposed to lead up to the remarkable change he had undergone so that he could learn, intimately, what being a “Goblin” would be like. His findings had concluded that in the future, a generalized and “boring” Race like Humans would drift towards full Gobbification. And the only way to know whether this was a fate to try and avoid or embrace was to become a “Hubblin” as he called himself.

“Only time will tell which. And I offer myself as a test subject as I will live like this for the foreseeable future. I will review and present any of my findings to all of you in this lecture hall. Oh, and I guess that we should pretend that I’m just another student of the university. Call me Lola, for the time being.”

- The End -

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Who doesn't love a good little Gobbo? <3

And if Lowlry's theory of Gobbification is true, as he states, the future can't come here soon enough!

Big thanks to Penny Far-Flying for proof-reading the story!