It was a rare day indeed when Glorious Crimson summoned his legion for not one, but two meetings in a single day. Within the chamber, heavy anticipation hung in the air. Some news? There was gossip of human adventurers breaching the dungeon. Might it be connected to this? Or perhaps some other matter? It was difficult for them to imagine - then again, low level monsters aren't exactly known for having a high enough Wisdom score to have an especially good imagination.
Before long, their wait ended as his majesty and glory burst into the room in a sea of flames and explosions, heralding his arrival in spectacular fashion. The towering dragon's sheer size and scale instilling in their hearts true awe and wonder every time they beheld him.
"My splendid army!" the dragon proclaimed, voice echoing out like a thunderstrike. "You will have heard of a treacherous human party daring to dwell within our domain!"
The monster booed and jeered the mention of the humans, and Glorious Crimson took his time to preen and bask in their response. In truth, he always enjoyed these little presentations - though usually he did hold off on having them too often to make sure they retained this lustre. Too much, and they would tire too quickly.
"They have brought frightful news of the outside world," he continued. "They warn of a plague that chills even my boiling blood. A plague... that turns monsters into humans!"
There was gasping, there was swooning, a centaur punched out a troll out of sheer reflexive horror, pretty much the reaction he anticipated from his devoted monsters. Of course they would be horrified. It was impossible for even him to imagine something more horrible than that.
"Have no fear, the humans themselves are within our deepest dungeon at this very moment, having endured hours of agonising torment to draw this information from their twisted, unnaturally soft lips."
It would absolutely not be healthy for them to know that the humans had, upon being shown a private room, immediately disrobed and engaged in reproductive acts that were truly heinous, vile, and beyond the imagination of any monster. Truly, such a sight would have left them insensate, unable to comprehend what they were seeing, and perhaps go truly stark raving mad.
The very idea that humans focused so much and so intensely upon mating was a truly chilling discovery, and Glorious Crimson despised how much sense it made. No wonder the buggers were absolutely sodding everywhere!
Oh no, that was a horrifying thought. They were already everywhere before. Now they would be <i>absolutely sodding everywhere</i> in a far more literal sense. Rutting and mating and copulating all over the place, making more and more of themselves! It honestly made him gag!
Ah, they were looking at him funny now, and the furor had died down a little. Glorious Crimson patted himself on the chest. "Someone I ate," he joked, and the crowd broke out into raucous laughter. Phew, saved it. "I am hereby ordering you all to enact quarantine procedures! You may encounter humans who claim to be monsters - may even claim to be friends! Order them into isolation without permitting contact. Should you come into contact with any human from this point onwards, quarantine yourself immediately! Through our ingenuity and our organisation, we shall overcome! Together, claw in claw!"
He belched fire a few more times for effect, much to their cheers and adulation. Alright. That was good! He'd informed them of the situation, and they could now plan and prepare for it.
There was only one problem, and it was a fairly obvious one in retrospect. While Glorious Crimson was far from succumbing to the human plague quite yet, he was still a bit of a carrier. He'd just unknowingly infected many of his top Generals, who were standing quite close by.
I suppose that is the trouble with being so large and glorious. When you cock up, you <i>really</i> cock up.
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Razz was a studious note taker. She'd got into the practise as a way to feign closeness to her boyfriend for, you know, alone time purposes. It had paid off dividends - though most of the monsters weren't aware of the full scope of it, the habit had really helped Glored to keep a tight focus on his dungeon. And besides which, learning new things was never really a bad thing.
Right now, though, Razz was learning a lot. A lot, a lot, a lot. It was weird, she wasn't really scared of her human body. Not anymore. Especially not after watching what those two were doing with theirs.
"Oooh, I never would have imagined you could do that..." Razz muttered. "Mouth to crotch, and crotch to mouth... Fascinating." She squirmed in her seat, wide eyed and tongue running a circle around her lips. Which were weirdly soft, and she was going to need time to get used to how that didn't feel gross. "Need to experiment further..."
They'd been like that for a little while now. So many positions, so many experiments to try! So much to learn, so much to catch up on! These humans were truly filthy minded. Disgusting, really. She couldn't wait to give it a go.
Until this experience she'd thought of mating as something you did to propagate the species. Keep monsters ticking over. But now? Now she could see how much fun it was. More than some primal instinct bubbling up to the surface. It could almost be like a - like a game you could play. A sweat drenched, heaving, writhing game. Where everyone won.
"Oh? How long have you been there?" the human called Gwen asked, somehow managing to pull her face out of her partner's crotch long enough to notice Razz was there. "It's rude to watch without permission, you know."
Razz then instinctively made her eyes swell up, and little tears to form in her ducts. Really? She wasn't allowed to watch? Oh. Oh dear. It looked like Gwen wasn't in the mood anymore. She patted Isabel's butt, and the two rolled off each other letting out a weary sigh.
"Well, while you're here we need to take a look at the effects of this curse," Gwen grumbled. Isabel didn't seem too pleased either. "Just gonna roll a 1 if I know someone's standing there watching the whole time..."
"Humans... Can't get it up... If someone is watching..." Razz noted. "Got it!"
Isabele grabbed the paper out of her hand and gave Razz something she could only describe as a Harrowing Look. Not the, uh, ability Harrowing Look, but...
"We're meant to be studying you!" Isabele seethed in the way that only someone on the verge of climax unachieved could manage. "Not the other way around."
But Razz was distracted by another thought. Hold on. Ability? Where did that come from?
By the time she'd rolled that thought in her head for a bit and come up with no satisfactory answer, the two humans were back ot their usual chipper selves. Poking and prodding at Razz's body, occasionally casting weird magic she didn't recognise, and asking weird questions that somehow Razz knew the answer to.
"What's your level?"
"Three," Razz replied without missing a beat.
"Class?"
"Merchant/Nurse cross class," she again immediately replied, though she didn't know how she knew that exactly.
"Special abilities?"
"Innate ability to build mechanical devices," Razz answered. Ah! That one she understood. It was something all Goblins could do. Even though she wasn't a goblin anymore... Could she still do that? "Uh, hold on. I need to quickly check..."
She concentrated on it. Drawing from her well of magic, she made full use of her innate ability as a goblin. To make material into a machine, magically nkowing exactly what they had to do to make it work. All she had to hand were the contents of the cell, which amounted to some straw for a bed, some dirt, a little metal from the bars, a stone from the secret passage they'd built into the walls for some unknown reason, and then -
"Oh, you built a restraining device?" Gwen asked. "Kinky."
"Kinky?" Razz asked, twirling it around her finger. A sort of metal cuff, tied together, with a locking mechanism (from the door) attached to each. "You mean, something like this can be used for sex as well?"
Isabele bopped her on the head again. "We're studying you, I said! Not the other way around!"
Ugh! This partnership was getting worse all the time! Where was her boyfriend at anyway, she had things she really wanted to try out with him now!
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