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“Oh, Kreeda~... could you come help me with something?”
“Coming, master!” Kreeda the goblin was busy putting the finishing touches on the stew that was boiling in a large cauldron, but at their master’s words they quickly set the ladle aside and hurried down their stepladder. They were wearing their usual outfit—an apron over a simple shirt and pants—and their braided, greenish hair whipped behind them as they jogged into the study, moving as fast as they could despite their short height and somewhat stubby legs. They didn’t want to make the Witch Siyena wait, after all… But to Kreeda’s surprise, the room was empty when they arrived.
“Um, master, where-”
“I’m in the bathroom, Kreeda. Please, come quickly…”
Kreeda heard the witch giggle slightly as she spoke, but they didn’t think much of it, nor did they stop to wonder why she would need them in the bathroom of all places. After all, the goblin wanted to help the witch in any way they could, so that she could in turn use her magic to help others. As such, when they saw the bathroom door was slightly ajar, Kreeda didn’t hesitate to pull it open… but then quickly lost the ability to breathe when they saw what was inside.
Siyena was a human woman with pale skin, a kind smile, and bushy red hair that fell to her hips. She kept herself magically young, though there was a wisdom in her emerald eyes that betrayed the many decades she had lived. Kreeda was thrilled to have such a compassionate and knowledgeable master who they could proudly serve…
…But pride was not the only thing Kreeda was feeling at the moment, for Siyena’s elegant but modest robes were nowhere to be seen. The woman was sitting naked in the bath and, try as they might, the goblin couldn’t tear their eyes away from her large breasts, smooth skin, and slender limbs.
Before they knew it, a strange pounding had started in Kreeda’s chest, their breathing became uneven, and their body began to grow warm. The goblin stood there, awash with unnamed feelings, and unable to speak or move, but Siyena just giggled again. “Oh dear, Kreeda… is something the matter?” The witch gave a friendly wink before slowly standing up and walking towards them. “Well, I was hoping you could help me bathe… but perhaps it would be better if I came to you?”
“M-master, what-” Kreeda lost her voice again as the beautiful woman got closer and closer. Though she was only a couple feet taller than the goblin, it felt like she was towering over them, but Kreeda felt more awed than afraid. A moment later, Siyena bent down and wrapped the goblin in a warm embrace. Her large breasts pressed into Kreeda’s small ones as she held them close. Kreeda wasn’t sure why they were suddenly also naked, but the feel of her master’s skin only caused the pounding in the goblin’s chest to speed up further.
“You’re always so adorable, Kreeda… and I have a very special task for you today… Something I think we’ll both enjoy…” Kreeda tried to respond, but their master’s face was so close, so beautiful, so perfect, and a moment later the witch was leaning in, her lips getting closer and closer to theirs… The heat in Kreeda’s body grew to an inferno, their vision began to blur, and that strange pounding became deafening, until finally, their lips met and-
Kreeda bolted into a sitting position in their small bed, sweating from the warmth that was still pulsing through their veins, and panting as the pounding continued in their chest. “What… what was that…” Kreeda muttered, trying to get a hold of themselves. “A… a dream, then? It was just another dream… A dream of master…” Kreeda’s cheeks turned red as the image of Siyena’s naked body flashed before their eyes again, and their breathing began to speed up.
“N- no. Bad thoughts. Indecent thoughts. Kreeda should know better.” This was hardly Kreeda’s first dream, and it wasn’t even their first dream of Siyena’s beauty. For the past several months, the goblin had spent many nights imagining their master holding them, kissing them, calling them cute, or beautiful, or complimenting them in other ways… and although Kreeda didn’t know the words for what those dreams made them feel, there was no denying it was a good, warm feeling, though it was always tinged with a lonely kind of sadness when they woke up.
Kreeda had been created by Siyena five years earlier to serve as her assistant, and from day one the goblin had gone about this task with gusto. They cooked their master’s meals, helped with shopping trips, assisted with organization and clean up while their master experimented, and even occasionally played the role of test subject for the less dangerous of those experiments.
Sometimes, when travelling with their master or when entertaining guests, Kreeda had heard others describe them as a ‘slave’ or a ‘mindless construct,’ but Kreeda knew neither was true. Siyena had made Kreeda’s mind to be fully independent, and always made it clear they were allowed to leave if they wanted to, or could refuse to do any task for any reason. But Kreeda never seriously considered either of those options; after all, they wanted nothing more than to stay by their wonderful master’s side and help her in her task of magically improving the lives of as many people as possible.
At first, Kreeda had served Siyena because they didn’t know what else to do—the witch had created them after all, and they had no reason not to help her—but over time their feelings for the witch had evolved in unexpected ways. For the first year, Kreeda was simply curious to learn more about their creator; by the second year, they respected their master and the way she used her magical abilities to help the nearby villages; by the third year, they saw her as a friend and truly enjoyed all the time they spent together; by the fourth year, they couldn’t imagine life without her; and by the fifth year…
For the past several months, Kreeda had been feeling… feelings whenever they saw their master, and those indescribable emotions only got stronger when she did certain things. Kreeda’s face got warm whenever Siyena smiled or laughed, the pounding would start when she complimented them, and on the few occasions they had accidentally seen their master changing? Kreeda didn’t even have the words.
As these strange, new thoughts rose inside them, Kreeda had also started having new dreams. Dreams of spending time alone with their master; of her telling them how special they were to her; of her revealing her naked body; of embracing; of their lips meeting… and all of those dreams felt wonderfully, impossibly good...
Kreeda didn’t know what was wrong with their mind, to conjure such odd images, nor why they felt so sad when they awoke from these fantasies. Worse, the goblin couldn’t just ask Siyena like they normally did when something confused them. The dreams were far too embarrassing to mention, and Kreeda knew that revealing the thoughts that had been plaguing them would only make Siyena uncomfortable.
Kreeda sighed as the pounding in their chest finally slowed. “Good. Kreeda will hide strange thoughts, hide bad thoughts. Kreeda shouldn’t bother master with them…” Now that their body was finally relaxing, the goblin snuggled under their covers again… and did everything they could to ignore the odd feeling of longing that still lingered in their mind.
The next morning, Kreeda was busily making breakfast when they heard Siyena emerge from her room. “Ah, good morning master! Kreeda is making eggs, and coffee is on the table!”
Siyena yawned and stretched in her loose nightgown, but smiled at the fully dressed goblin. “That sounds wonderful, Kreeda. Is there anything I can do to-”
“No, master, food is Kreeda’s job! Just sit there and Kreeda will be done in no time!”
The witch chuckled slightly at her companion’s enthusiasm. “…Thank you, Kreeda, I really mean it. I don’t know what I’d do without you.”
Kreeda felt the pounding return at Siyena's words, but they managed to stay focused on their task. And thankfully, by the time both goblin and witch were sitting at the table and enjoying a delicious breakfast, Kreeda's breathing had calmed down again.
“So what are we doing today, master?” Kreeda spoke through the food in their mouth as Siyena sipped at her coffee.
“Well…” Siyena paused, and Kreeda suddenly noticed the bags under her eyes; the witch had obviously been up late researching again. “Uldhaven is still suffering from that terrible drought, so we’ll need to conjure them some rain again. On top of that, I got word this morning that a young boy in Wurston has been inflicted by a magical illness that the local healers can't identify, so we’ll make a stop there to see what we can do. Also, there’s… another project I’m working on, that, well…”
Siyena’s eyes drifted to the side as she took another sip of her coffee, and Kreeda waited patiently for her to continue. “I… I think I made a breakthrough on something last night… something very important to me. And, if we have time, I’d like to make a trip to the market to pick up the necessary supplies so we can take the next steps… i- in that project, I mean.”
Siyena continued to avoid the goblin’s gaze as her cheeks took on a red hue, which Kreeda realized must be because they had made the coffee too hot. “Well, Kreeda is sure we’ll have enough time! Master is amazing, after all, and Kreeda will do everything they can to help!”
The witch’s face turned an even deeper shade of crimson as she put the coffee down, but after taking a moment to collect herself, she smiled up at the goblin. “Th-thank you for the kind words, Kreeda. I really don’t know what I did to deserve you. But… I guess I should go get changed, then. If we’re going to have time for everything, then there’s no point in wasting daylight!”
“Right! Kreeda will go get master’s broom and the medical bag!” Kreeda couldn’t help but smile as they jumped down from the chair and ran off to prepare their things. It felt good to know Siyena needed them, and the witch’s gratitude had them feeling positively giddy. A few minutes later, those blissful feelings only grew once the goblin was holding on tight to their master on the back of her broomstick, and felt the wind whip through their hair as the two of them flew through the early morning sky.
Despite Kreeda’s optimism, the sun had already set by the time they returned home that evening. On top of the travel time, it had taken Siyena hours to diagnose and cure the sick boy, and conjuring rain was a difficult spell, so they spent most of the afternoon in Uldhaven before her efforts finally bore fruit.
Kreeda, meanwhile, had done everything they could to help, preparing whatever spell components Siyena needed, rushing off to collect more when necessary, and talking with the sick boy to keep him in high spirits while the witch worked. The goblin particularly enjoyed this last task, especially when their efforts to make the boy laugh also elicited a chuckle from their master, but they were proud of everything they had done today. Siyena had saved people’s lives, and Kreeda had helped Siyena… and also gotten some more compliments from their master in the process, which only further brightened their mood.
Thanks to the delays, the two barely made it to the market in time to secure the supplies for Siyena’s mystery project, and Kreeda watched their master’s face with fascination as they walked home. The witch looked truly happy to have bought the strange herbs and other magical ingredients, but there was more to her look than just that.
For as long as they had known her, Siyena had committed herself entirely to helping others, and researched spells to cure illnesses, change the weather, grow food, heal wounds, and whatever else was needed to make others’ lives better. And the witch was always thrilled when her efforts were successful and she did good in the world… but Kreeda couldn’t help but notice that that wasn’t what their master seemed to be feeling now.
Siyena looked more excited than the goblin had ever seen her, and Kreeda quickly deduced that this spell was something she wanted, something Siyena was doing to help herself. Kreeda was happy their master was finally taking a break from prioritizing others over herself all the time, but it still made the goblin more than a little curious about what this new spell could be.
The witch’s excitement only grew when they got home, and she diligently got to work in the study while Kreeda prepared dinner. And after the two had eaten, Kreeda retired to their room to read and relax, but an hour later, they heard a knock on the door.
“U-um… Kreeda…?” Siyena’s voice shook slightly, though the goblin couldn’t tell if it was from nerves, excitement, anticipation, or what.
Regardless, the goblin didn’t hesitate to reply. “Yes, master?”
“I… um. The spell is ready, and I was… I was hoping we could test it out tonight…?”
Kreeda brought their feet back to the floor, and jogged over to open the door. “Oh, ok! What does master need Kreeda to… do?”
The goblin paused when they opened the door, momentarily taken aback by their master’s odd expression. Siyena’s face was bright red, and she was looking anywhere but at the goblin as she fidgeted nervously. The witch was usually so confident, so Kreeda didn’t know what to make of this odd behavior.
“W… well. The spell is actually something I made for you, Kreeda. It’s a gift… and, um. I’ve been researching it for a while and I’m pretty sure it’s going to work and I was really hoping you’d be ok if I go ahead and cast it on you now and… yeah.”
“Oh, ok!” Kreeda was still more than a little taken aback by how their master was acting, but they were used to being a test subject—the goblin was very sturdy and healed easily, and didn’t even feel pain the way humans did—but a moment later the witch’s words sunk in, and Kreeda tilted their head to the side. “Wait, the spell is a gift for Kreeda? Kreeda isn’t just the test?”
“Um, yes.” Siyena still couldn’t look at the goblin as she spoke, and her cheeks were getting redder by the second. “I… you work so hard for me, and I wanted to… W- well, anyways. Can we just try it out? If you hate it, I know the spell to undo it too…”
Kreeda nodded their head vigorously; they still weren’t sure exactly what was going on, but it couldn’t be more obvious that the witch desperately wanted this spell to work, and the goblin was thrilled to do anything to make their master happy. Plus, the idea of getting a gift from the witch thrilled Kreeda to their core, especially as Siyena had clearly put so much time and effort into it. So soon enough, they were both in the study, as Kreeda stood in the middle of a ritual circle and Siyena made the final preparations.
It took ten minutes for the witch to fully cast her spell, and Kreeda felt a string of odd, but comforting, sensations shoot through them as their master worked. They watched the magic weave around their body, listened to Siyena’s incantations, and got lost in the beauty of their master’s movements as she let her arms weave through the air.
By the time the spell was finished, Kreeda’s body felt a little warm again, and the pounding had resumed in their chest. Realizing they had been staring at Siyena’s face, the goblin quickly glanced away as the witch opened her eyes and started to speak nervously. “W- well? Do you feel any different?”
Kreeda began to examine their own body. Other than the odd warmth and pounding, everything seemed to be the same. But when they looked up, they could see the hope in Siyena’s eyes… it couldn’t be more obvious how badly the witch wanted this spell to work. “Kreeda… isn’t sure. What part of Kreeda should be feeling different?”
“There… Well, I mean, the spell worked. I know it did. But the effects… uh. How do I put this… Whether or not it does something to you depends on how you feel about…” The witch paused, and the hope in her eyes was slowly replaced by a deep sadness. “Did… Did I imagine it? Do you not… um, I mean, did your body really not change at all?”
Kreeda patted at their own body everywhere they could think to, but nothing seemed to have changed. Other than the pounding that only increased the longer Siyena stared at them, the goblin was the same as always. “Kreeda is sorry, master, but-”
“Oh, that’s ok, then! I just… I just misunderstood something.” Siyena’s mouth spread into a smile, but it didn’t reach her eyes, and she turned her face away from the goblin as she began to clean up. “Well, then… I guess we should both get to bed, huh? Thank you as always, Kreeda.”
The goblin watched their master as the two of them reorganized the study. Though she was trying to hide it, Siyena was clearly feeling a deep distress, and just barely holding back tears. Kreeda wondered if it had something to do with whatever the witch had ‘misunderstood,’ but the goblin had no idea what that could be. Had Kreeda done something wrong? Had they messed up the spell somehow?
These thoughts didn’t leave Kreeda’s mind as they lay in bed a half hour later, wondering what had gone wrong with the spell, and what they could do to make their master happy again. The pounding was still present in their chest, but it was combined with a distinctly negative feeling, one the goblin couldn’t quite name.
“Kreeda just wants master to be happy…” The goblin muttered as their eyes began to close. “Kreeda doesn’t know… what they did… to make master so sad…”
Kreeda was curled up as they felt Siyena’s body pressing into their back. The witch’s hand was slowly running through their hair, and she was whispering such kind words to them. Kreeda felt safe and warm, and couldn’t imagine anywhere else they would rather be… but suddenly, a new sensation began to make its way through their body.
Kreeda felt a strange, but pleasant, tingling between their legs, one that slowly spread outwards into their torso and limbs, and caused their body to quiver in ecstasy. They were nude, and so was Siyena, and the feeling of her soft breasts on the back of their head only increased this pleasant sensation of comfort and bliss.
Kreeda began to moan as these feelings built inside them; the tingling felt impossibly, indescribably good, and they could tell it was Siyena who was making them feel this way. And as they glanced downwards, they saw the witch’s hand moving up and down between their legs, her fingers wrapped around a long, hard-
Kreeda’s eyes shot open, startled awake by the strangest dream yet. The pleasant tingling was still making its way through their body, but the goblin officially had no idea what to make of these dreams. Why did they feel so good? And what in the world was that thing Kreeda had imagined attached to their own crotch? The moon was still high in the sky, so Kreeda decided it was better to try and forget it, but as they rolled over…
…Kreeda felt something odd move against their leg.
Throwing the covers off their body, Kreeda stared at the Thing that was now dangling between their thighs. It was an odd-looking rod with two dangly things attached to it, and it was the exact same coloration as the rest of their skin. Moreover, as the goblin reached out to poke at it, they could feel the Thing with their finger, but they could also feel their finger with the Thing.
“What… what is this?” Kreeda thought back on the day, trying to figure out how they had given themselves this strange new appendage. It would hardly be the first time they had accidentally modified their own body—the goblin had messed up spells or tripped and spilled potions on themselves more than a few times—but Kreeda couldn’t figure out what they had done to change themselves in this way.
“Did Kreeda eat something bad? Mess up master’s spell? Spill medicine on Kreeda?” The goblin continued to mutter as they stared at the Thing, but after a moment, they made a decision. “Master is always working so hard, and never gets enough sleep. Kreeda shouldn’t bother master with this so late at night. Kreeda will figure out how to get rid of it all by themself.”
Pulling on a loose shirt, Kreeda peeked through their bedroom door to make sure Siyena was asleep. The cabin was lit by moonlight, and fortunately the witch was nowhere to be seen, so Kreeda tiptoed over to the cabinets. They found it a little hard to walk with the Thing in the way, but thankfully it had gone soft and shrunk a little since they woke up. After a minute of careful sneaking, Kreeda made it to the Emergency Cabinet, and pulled it open as they tried to decide what was most likely to undo this magical effect.
“Hm. Potion unlabeled, too risky… Kreeda doesn’t know how to use wand… Herbs good for wounds, not new Thing… Ah!” The goblin grabbed a small white cloth that they had used several times before. “Magic Removal Rag should work. Not powerful, but simple, Kreeda can use safely.”
In their sleepy state, Kreeda was misremembering the rag’s purpose—its only function was to safely dispose of spilled potion—but as they began to rub the Thing with it, the goblin let out a small gasp. The rag’s touch brought the tingling sensation from their dream back, and after a moment the Thing grew, and hardened, and the tingling only got more intense the more they rubbed. Within a minute, Kreeda’s head had fallen back slightly and the goblin began to pant as pure bliss filled their body.
“Feels good… what’s-” Suddenly, the goblin returned to their senses, and threw the rag to the ground. “Bad idea. Rag didn’t get rid of Thing, gave strange feelings, shouldn’t… Kreeda shouldn’t…” The Thing was much larger than it had been before, and stiff as a board, but that wasn’t what the goblin’s mind was so focused on. The blissful sensations were still lightly pulsing through their veins, and they were more than a little tempted to reach out and wrap their fingers around it, just like Siyena had in the dream…
“M… Master…” Kreeda’s body began to heat up as they thought about Siyena, and the Thing seemed to react as well. The pounding returned to Kreeda’s chest, but more deafening than it ever had been before, and images of their naked master began to flash before the goblin’s eyes. The goblin stood there, breathing hard, not even having the words for what they were now feeling… and quickly coming to the conclusion that they couldn’t deal with this Thing alone.
“Need… Need master’s help. She’ll know how to fix this.” Kreeda attempted to steady their breathing as they made their way to Siyena’s bedroom. They knew it would be rude to wake their master up, but this was an emergency. “Kreeda needs to see master. N- no, Kreeda just needs her help. Kreeda needs her to… to…”
Kreeda’s dream flashed before their eyes again, and the goblin no longer knew what they needed. Worse, due to their distraction, they didn’t even think to knock before quietly pulling the door open… and Kreeda was suddenly greeted by a scene that only furthered their confusion.
Despite the late hour, Siyena was awake, and though she was laying on the bed, she was anything but inactive. The witch was completely naked, and one of her hands was rubbing at her breasts while the fingers of the other hand made their way into the folds that lay between their legs. Kreeda had seen this part of Siyena’s body briefly before, on the occasions when they had accidentally walked in on their master naked… but the sight of it had never excited them like it was now.
“Kreeda…” The goblin jumped as Siyena said their name, but it soon became apparent the witch hadn’t noticed the slightly ajar door in the darkness. “…Kreeda… my Kreeda… I…” Siyena was mumbling as she touched herself, and Kreeda couldn’t tear their eyes away as they watched through the gap in the door. Minutes passed as Kreeda stared, but eventually the witch quickened her movements, let her voice quietly moan out, and barely suppressed a yelp of pleasure as her body began to twitch.
The witch’s body spasmed for several seconds as the goblin watched, but after a moment of quiet panting, Siyena seemed to relax, and she let her arms fall to the side. Her breasts were heaving up and down, and she stared at the ceiling, but Kreeda had no idea what thoughts were passing through her head, and they couldn’t clearly see her expression. The goblin stared, unable to move, unable to think, but after what felt like eons the witch’s eyes drifted closed, and she fell into a deep, relaxed sleep; still naked, still on top of her covers.
Kreeda suddenly noticed their own breathing had quickened, and they had subconsciously brought their own fingers to stroke at the Thing again. A part of the goblin’s brain wondered what was wrong with them… but the rest was overwhelmed by the sight they had just seen. By this point, Kreeda’s mind was flooded by novel feelings they had no words for, and they could hardly control their own movements… so before they knew what they were doing, they had crept into the room, and were standing mere feet away from their sleeping master.
The goblin stared wide eyed at the gorgeous woman laid out in front of them. Her body was illuminated by faint moonlight from the now open door, and the sight of it caused the strange feelings inside Kreeda to grow to a roar. The pounding had spread from their chest to their entire body, and they could hear it like a drum beat in their ears as their veins pulsed with the rhythm. Kreeda couldn’t tear their eyes away from their master; she looked so peaceful as she slept, but had been making such enticing sounds as she touched herself…
Kreeda completely forgot their original reason for coming to their master’s bedroom; all they wanted was to hear those sounds again. Siyena had sounded so happy, so blissful… and if Kreeda could cause their master to feel that way…
The goblin reached out their hand, and a shiver passed through them as their fingers brushed against Siyena’s soft breasts. The goblin could hardly breathe as wave after wave of anticipation shot through them, and a moment later they had both hands hovering over the small things in the middle of each breast… and the goblin gently reached their fingers down to begin to feel at them.
Siyana let out a quiet moan in her sleep, as Kreeda tried their best to replicate what they had seen the witch do to herself. The goblin was gentle in their touches, and tried their hardest not to wake their master up, but also paid attention to their master’s voice, doubling down on whatever motions seemed to give her the most pleasure.
Kreeda’s mind was positively screaming with novel feelings as they worked, and the tingling from the Thing only grew more and more pleasurable… especially as they let their eyes drift to the other place Siyena had been touching. The goblin had never seen the area between their master’s legs so close before, and now realized there was a hole hiding amongst the folds. The goblin gulped, remembering what they had seen Siyena doing… and a moment later let one of their hands drift further down her body and come to rest in this new, exciting place…
The witch’s moans grew louder as Kreeda began to explore this lower area, and her chest began to heave again. The goblin’s mind was doing somersaults as they continued to touch their master, to bring her pleasure… and after a moment, an inexplicable thought entered their brain. The location of those folds matched where their own Thing was… and the hole that was there seemed just about the right size…
Kreeda was no longer thinking straight, and a moment later they had climbed onto the bed to test their theory. Excitement pulsed through every fiber of their being as they lined up the tip of the Thing with the hole, and found it was indeed a perfect fit. A part of the goblin’s brain realized they should wake their master up, but by this point that rationality had no control over the rest of them, and Kreeda knew exactly what they wanted to do… what they needed to do.
Both goblin and witch began to pant as Kreeda pushed the Thing inside their master, and indescribable bliss exploded through their bodies. Now running on pure instinct, Kreeda closed their eyes as they began to pump in and out, electricity shooting through their veins as their mind was lost to a waterfall of pleasure. They had tried so hard to be quiet before, but now they lost control of their voice, and almost yelled in pleasure as they continued their work.
Kreeda was completely lost to their own sensations… and thus was completely unaware that their master’s eyes had shot open, and the witch was now clutching the back of the bed as she moaned along with her servant’s thrusts. The goblin wrapped their arms around her body, holding her close as they continued to press into her, and Siyena was overwhelmed by physical pleasure… but also by love. For though Kreeda didn’t realize it, this was exactly what the witch had been hoping would happen when she had cast her spell earlier that day…
Love and lust had been the furthest things from Siyena’s mind when she first created Kreeda five years earlier. Like most spellcasters, she simply needed an extra pair of hands to do her work, but unlike most of her peers, the thought of creating life only to enslave it made her deeply uncomfortable. So though it had taken her a decade of research, Siyena had steadfastly refused to cast the spell until she had a version that would leave her creation with a mind and will of its own.
At first, Siyena had seen her relationship with Kreeda as purely transactional: she provided clothes, food, and a place for the goblin to sleep, and they cooked and helped her with her spellcasting. And the witch made sure the goblin knew they could leave if they wanted to… but as time passed, Siyena began to realize just how lonely she would be if Kreeda ever took her up on that offer.
After a couple years of working together, Siyena saw Kreeda as a friend, as someone she genuinely enjoyed spending time with. The goblin was so enthusiastic, so caring, and so optimistic that the witch couldn’t help it. They were a joy to be around, and Siyena couldn’t have asked for a better companion.
But a few months ago, Siyena began to notice that Kreeda’s behavior around her was changing. The goblin was still friendly and more than willing to do whatever she asked, but they started to blush and fidget when complimented, and the witch noticed them staring at her dreamily on more than one occasion. In the past, even seeing Siyena naked (a relatively common occurrence given how small their home was and how little the witch worried about such things) had only caused the goblin to apologize and move on, but recently Kreeda had seemed transfixed by Siyena's naked body, and every time it happened they remained flustered for hours after the fact.
Siyena had heard of goblins and other magical constructs developing more human-like emotions over time, but she never would’ve imagined her Kreeda would fall in love with her… and yet she could think of no other explanation for their behavior. On top of that, Siyena began to feel her own cheeks turning red at the goblin’s gaze, her own heart speeding up when Kreeda was near, her own thoughts drifting to her companion as she lay alone at night…
Kreeda was always there for her; they were cute; they were friendly; they were fun; they were kind… and as more time passed Siyena felt a feeling build in her chest that was all too familiar. The witch was no stranger to crushes, but none of hers had never been reciprocated. On a few occasions, she had been positive that her crush liked her too, and so had confessed her feelings, but was quickly told—sometimes politely, sometimes not—that she had misunderstood their relationship. Siyena was terrified of making that mistake again, of incorrectly assuming that Kreeda loved her, and so she hadn’t been able to act on her desires, no matter how strong they got.
But still, her mind couldn’t let go of the idea of holding Kreeda, of kissing them, of making their two bodies into one, even though she also knew Kreeda didn’t have anything below the waist, and likely had no idea what sex even was. Goblins were sexless by default—after all, they were designed to be servants, not partners—and the witch had crafted their form herself, so she knew exactly what was missing, and exactly what they could never do.
But then one day Siyena stumbled upon a book, one that gave her new ideas even as it disturbed her. The tome detailed a spell that could turn a mindless goblin slave into a mindless goblin sex slave, and though Siyena would never want to do something like that to Kreeda’s mind, the changes to those goblins’ bodies were… noteworthy, to say the least.
Siyena spent several days trying to forget what she’d read, but the way Kreeda was still looking at her… it was too exciting a possibility to ignore. Still, she could never cast a spell that would force Kreeda into anything they didn’t want to do, so for the next several weeks, the witch researched late into the night, trying to create her own version.
It would be a spell that would leave Kreeda’s mind intact; it would be a spell that would give them the sexual characteristics that matched their own conception of their gender; and most importantly, it would be a spell that would immediately fail if Siyena was imagining things and Kreeda didn’t really love her that way.
The witch only got more excited the closer her research got to fruition, and her nighttime fantasies of Kreeda got more and more vivid over that same time… so when the day finally came, she could barely speak due to the anticipation running through her. She was sure everything was going to work out, that soon enough she’d be able to express her love for Kreeda, and Kreeda would do the same… But then she cast the spell, and absolutely nothing happened.
To say Siyena was devastated would be an understatement. She had cast the spell correctly—she knew she had—so the fact that the goblin’s body didn’t change could only mean that the spell’s failsafe had triggered: Kreeda didn’t love her that way at all. The witch did everything she could to hide how empty this revelation made her feel, how crushed she was that she had once again let herself imagine someone loved her… but at least Kreeda didn’t know what she had been trying to do, so they could stay friends… right?
Despite her resolve to be ok with this development, Siyena ended up rereading her notes late into the night, praying that she had gotten the spell wrong somehow… but it was to no avail. And so she had lay in bed, touching herself as she imagined a fantasy where Kreeda loved her as much as she loved them. Once she had finally reached a satisfying but lonely climax, Siyena closed her eyes and tried to get to sleep…
…and immediately heard the sounds of Kreeda tiptoeing into the room.
Siyena kept her eyes shut, not knowing what to think. Why were they here? Had they seen her masturbating? Did they… did they want to join in? The witch knew this last thought was unlikely—the spell had failed after all, Kreeda hadn’t grown anything on their body, which proved that they didn’t love her like that—but she feigned sleep, a strange excitement building inside her as she felt Kreeda’s eyes dance along her naked-
The witch couldn’t stop herself from moaning when she suddenly felt the goblin’s fingers begin to play with her breasts. Kreeda was being so soft, so gentle, and there was so much caring in their every movement… But it wasn’t love, right? The spell would’ve worked if it was love…
Siyena let her head lull to the side as the pleasure continued to build inside her, and as she peaked one eye open, she suddenly saw it. Kreeda had a dick. Kreeda. Had. A. Dick. The witch’s heart threatened to burst out of her chest as she realized what this meant: the spell hadn’t failed, it just wasn’t instantaneous!
Just as Siyena was still processing this new discovery, she suddenly let out a gasp as one of Kreeda’s hands made its way to her sex. The failsafe didn’t activate… Kreeda did love her… and the goblin was now doing everything they could to give her pleasure…
Siyena was already drowning in ecstasy and love when the goblin finally got onto the bed, her anticipation threatened to overwhelm her as the tip of their dick rubbed against her sex, and when they finally pushed it in… Siyena lost control of herself, the physical and emotional bliss was too much to handle. The witch’s eyes shot open as ecstasy poured into her, and both her and the goblin’s moans grew louder as their bodies were finally joined as one…
Kreeda’s voice rose to a yell as their ecstasy peaked, and they suddenly felt something shooting out of the Thing and into Siyena’s body. The goblin lay on top of their master, unable to think due to the hurricane of pleasure surging through their body, and they didn’t even notice that Siyena was twitching as well, having just reached a climax of her own.
After a few moments, the Thing finally stopped shooting that strange substance into Siyena’s body, and Kreeda began to pant as their senses slowly returned. They lay there, reveling in the wonderful feelings that were still coursing through them… but a minute later, the goblin realized exactly what they had just done.
Kreeda still didn’t have words for… well, any of this, but they knew they had just violated their master in some way, and while she was sleeping, no less. Kreeda had no idea what had come over them, had no idea what they should do now… and their panic only increased when they suddenly felt Siyena’s hand petting their head, and heard her voice in their ears.
“Kreeda… that was-”
“MASTER! Kreeda is sorry!!!” Kreeda jumped off the bed and got on their hands and knees, utterly ashamed of what they had just done. “Kreeda woke up with this strange thing, and… and Kreeda didn’t know what to do with it, so Kreeda came to master for help, but master was touching herself and Kreeda felt funny and lost control and Kreeda just wanted master to feel good but Kreeda is so stupid and never should have-”
Kreeda’s voice sped up as panic and shame spread through them, but they suddenly felt Siyena’s hands come to a rest on their shoulders. Looking up, they saw their beautiful master, still naked, smiling down at them as she sat on the edge of the bed, even as a white substance now flowed out from between her legs. “Hey… it’s ok, Kreeda. This is the spell I tried to cast on you, the gift I wanted to give you. Did you…” Siyena’s cheeks took on a reddish hue again, and she turned her head slightly to the side. “Did you like it?”
Kreeda stared up at the witch as the pounding in their chest sped up again. “Master… Master gave this to Kreeda? Wanted Kreeda to… do that to her?”
“Well… yes. B- but only if you want to. I, uh, I saw how you were looking at me, and thought you needed a reward for all your hard work, and also I… I like you a lot, so…”
Kreeda’s eyes grew wide as Siyena’s voice trailed off, and a moment later the goblin jumped to their feet. “Kreeda likes master a lot too! And the gift feels good, and Kreeda wants master to feel good too! So… if master wants to keep playing…”
Siyena bit her lip slightly as she nodded, and a moment later Kreeda had hurried back onto the bed, but the witch gently picked them up and sat them in her lap, causing the goblin to blush slightly as they felt Siyena’s breasts against the back of their head.
“Master, what are you-”
“Kreeda… please call me Siyena. And… and I want to show you all the things this gift can do, to thank you for all you’ve done…”
“Yes, mas- I mean, Siyena, but what- haaaaaa…!” Kreeda had bent their neck backwards to look in the witch’s eyes, but their body completely fell back into hers once Siyena’s hand found the Thing. Ecstasy shot through Kreeda’s veins as Siyena let her fingers dance along its full length, and the goblin went limp as overwhelming pleasure took over.
“Well, Kreeda? Are you enjoying it?”
“Y- yes, master! Yes, Siyena!” Kreeda’s head was spinning as Siyena’s fingers did their work, and a moment later the witch used her other hand to pull off the goblin’s sweat-stained shirt. As the goblin sat there, melting at the witch’s touch, Siyena began to toy with the little things that had apparently formed in the center of their small breasts, sending their mind even further into an ocean of indescribable bliss.
“Siyena… Siyena! Kreeda likes Siyena so much! Kreeda… haaa… Kreeda likes…”
“I… I think the word you’re looking for is ‘love’…”
“Then Kreeda loves Siyena! Kreeda loves Siyena!”
The witches face turned bright red, and she smiled as the goblin’s passion caressed her ears. “I love you too, Kreeda, with all my heart…”
Moments later, the touch of the witch’s hands brought the small goblin to a new peak of bliss, and stuff began to shoot out of the Thing again as they twitched in their lover’s embrace. Kreeda panted as Siyena smiled down at her, and it was a minute before they had calmed down enough to speak again.
“Kreeda… loves Siyena…” The word was new to them, but it felt wonderful to say, especially as the witch leaned down to kiss them on the forehead.
“…Then shall we keep playing, my love?”
“Yes… haaa… please…” Kreeda was still panting as Siyena gently lay them on the bed and positioned her folds above their Thing.
“Then please… let me do the work this time… Let me show you how I feel too…”
Kreeda stared up at the human who was now looming over them—she was so beautiful, so kind, so perfect—and as she lowered herself onto the Thing, Kreeda again felt ecstasy explode out of them. The impossible bliss that had seized the goblin all night only grew stronger with time, and based on the noises she was making, Siyena was enjoying it just as much.
But still… Kreeda wanted to do everything they could for their mast- for their love. “Siyena… haaaa… lean down, let Kreeda… haaaa… help Siyena too.”
The witch blushed slightly as she brought her body forward, still bouncing on top of Kreeda’s Thing, and a moment later her breasts were dangling inches from Kreeda’s face. Kreeda knew by now how they could bring the human more pleasure, but also had new urges, so as they reached their hands upwards, they also lifted their head until their mouth met her skin.
Siyena gasped as Kreeda’s fingers and lips began to work at her nipples, and soon enough her own bliss peaked again, and another climax rushed through her, though she didn't stop riding Kreeda’s cock. After so many weeks of longing, the witch wasn’t willing to let this ecstasy end, and did everything she could to make this expression of their love as blissful as possible.
The goblin and the witch spent the next several hours playing this wonderful new game, expressing their love in both their words and their moans. Kreeda’s Thing had near limitless endurance, which was only supplemented by the goblin’s own inhuman nature and the witch’s magically boosted stamina. So even as the moon got lower in the sky, they both continued to bring each other to the heights of bliss again and again and again.
By the time the two had exhausted themselves, the sun was starting to peak over the horizon. Kreeda was laying on top of Siyena, and both were panting hard from countless orgasms. Siyena held the goblin as tight as she could, feeling their warmth against their body, and Kreeda was overwhelmed by feelings of happiness and safety in the human’s embrace.
As the minutes passed in blissful silence, Siyena glanced out the open door to the kitchen, noting the sunlight that was now lighting that room. “Haaa, guess we overdid it a little… it’s morning already.”
Kreeda nuzzled their head against the witch’s chest. “Kreeda is sorry, Siyena. Kreeda had so much fun, lost track of time… Did Kreeda go to far? Should Kreeda have stopped earlier?”
Siyena chuckled slightly. “No, no, you did wonderfully, Kreeda… Thank you, for everything… For always taking care of me and… and for loving me just as much as I love you.”
A smile crossed Kreeda’s face as they lay in their lover’s arms, and they slowly closed their eyes. The goblin knew they would soon have to get out of bed and prepare breakfast so that Siyena could have the energy to save more people, and Siyena knew she would soon have to check to see what messages and requests she had received overnight… but for now, both were more than content to relax and enjoy the moment.
The night had been fun, but it would hardly be their last, and though they both had plenty of work they still had to do… neither could imagine anywhere they’d rather be than in their lover’s arms.