Ahead of Saanvi lay the forest of Kelraith. It was an overgrown tangle of dark ancient foliage. Somewhere within lay an old human fortress called Dorkanth keep.

The fliers at the village publican had claimed that there were thirty gold pieces for whomever cleaned out a filthy nest of goblins from the keep and rescue any prisoners. It was an exceptionally large amount for a task as simple as exterminating goblins, so here they were.

Sahja was busy scouting ahead. Her catlike senses and tracking skills really came into their own here.

Fiona consulted maps with a compass, whilst Aisha cast an illumination orb to light their way.

Saanvi herself was hacking at the dense brush ahead of them, forging deeper into the heart of the forest.

It had been hours since they’d last seen Sahja, when Saanvi’s furry ears perked up at the sound of delicate padding off to the side.

“I found it, a few hundred feet ahead” whispered Sahja’s feminine voice from over the other side of a thick patch of briar.
“ stay low, and follow me.”

Saanvi swung her bastard sword, and cleaved the bush in half, coming face to face with the cute cat girl thief on the other side.
“Lead the way” the barbarian smiled widely.
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The party crept up slowly till they came to what looked like a Solid wall of vines, and tree trunks.
“We’ll have to find another way around…” began Fiona, when she was halted by a realisation.

“It is Dorkanth keep…” whispered Aisha, voicing what all of them had begun to understand. Over the thousand years or so that it had lay abandoned in Kelraith forest, nature had overtaken the fort, turning it into an impossibly campflagued mass of plantlife. Under a lush coat of greenery, lay the grey stone walls of an ancient fortress.

“Well, I’ll be the daughter of a flying monkey” cursed Aisha strangely.. “you’re right… good spotting Sahja… i doubt we’d ever have found it if not for you.”

Sahja puffed up her chest proudly and gave a beaming look of pride, that everyone in the party knew they’d come to regret when it came time to tell the story back at the pub later that evening.
“Not only that, but I found a way up to the parapets… stay right here. And ill drop the drawbridge for you all.

Sahja was good for her word, and soon there was an unearthly creaking sound, and the enormous rusted and mossy drawbridge crashed down over the gap, and splintered into two planks with an impossibly loud crack.

The sound echoed through the fort, rattling all the halls. From within the shrieks of a hundred goblin warriors wailed in return… and something roared above it all, making birds scatter from the trees beyond.

“What in the gods’ name was that? Aisha whimpered.

“Trouble” Saanvi replied

“Well, they know we’re coming now.” Grinned Fiona

“Oops,” Sahja sheepishly grinned

Swords were drawn, and an army of small green humanoids with pointy ears, and pointier teeth, and even pointier spears, raced pointedly towards the quartet of clumsy adventurers.

Fiona raced in to meet them, her sword held high aloft above her shiny metal armour
“For the glory of…” she screamed a battlecry, but was cut short as a wooden club the size of a small tree arced down and squished her into a fine paste.

One second she was charging into battle, then the next, her skull was driven through her ribcage and out her anus, as her shin bones bet her clavicle. Solid metal armour crumpled like tinfoil into soft flesh as Fiona was converted into a crushed can of tomato juice.

“Mother of Pardak, it’s an Ogre, I’ve only read about them in books” Aisha blurted in shock at the sight of the five hundred kilos slab of pure muscle, grinding teeth, short uneven fur, and pure malicious intent that was the Ogre

“Fiona” Saanvi muttered, as if she couldn't bring herself to say any more than her friend's name.

Then suddenly the massive hulking beast swung the tree trunk sized weapon in their direction. Aisha incanted something, and a bright blue shield of energy wrapped around her. Sahja tried to somersault to safety, and Saanvi slammed her sword into the ground and covered behind it.

The tree trunk hit with the force of a horse drawn wagon, and Saanvi only knew blackness for the longest time.

When she awoke, it was to a sick slurping and crunching sound. Saanvi tried to look up and around at it, but her eyes were bleary, and her chest hurt worse than anything she’d ever experienced.

Where was everyone? What had happened? Had they defeated the goblins, and that ogre?

Thump! The naked upper torso of a half eaten girl landed with a wet thud in the dirt, just in front of Saanvi’s nose. Aisha’s lifeless glazed eyes stared at her. Everything under her perky nipples ended in a gorey mess of blood and splintered ribs.

Saanvi threw up. First Fiona, now Aisha. Where was Sahja? The redhead rolled over, and saw what was making the wet slurping sounds that she’d heard.

The ogre was busy skullfucking Sahja. The monster’s erect dick was sliding into the back of the trembling girl’s head, bits of pink brain stuck to the sides as it slid back out.

Sahja’s body twitched erratically, clenching and grasping at thin air as it was penetrated again and again from a puncture hole high in her hair. Her eyes bulged with every thrust of the massive member, and pee squirted from her pussy. The poor tortured girl squealed like a pig with a stuck throat.

Saanvi looked on in horror, unable to tear her eyes away from the disgusting sight as the tall monstrosity approached his climax. It groaned in pleasure as its cock trembled, gushing out copious strands of thick cream coloured cum. It spilled from her ears and mouth. Sahja’s eyes stretched comically, then popped out from her sockets amid a flood of semen and blood.

Then, sated, the ogre lifted Sahja’s broken corpse aloft, and threw it carelessly over its shoulder, where the goblins begin to fight over who would be the first to get to rape the cadavre.

The Ogre thudded over to where Saanvi lay injured on the wet ground.

“No….. No… Keep away…….” she shrieked, trying to scrabble to her feet. But the Ogre’s cock was erect and filled her vision as it grabbed her head in one giant hand, and pressed the tip against her eyeball.

“…Mommy…” the Barbarian sobbed just before 20 inches of rock hard ogre cock was shoved into her brain via the ocular canal.

Her toned body spasmed so hard that her tendons snapped one of her fractured legs.
Saanvi clenched so hard that she shit herself as she was reduced to a screaming, slobbering brainless doll.

It took ten minutes of agony before a shot of cum finally blew out her brains, killing her and putting her out of her misery for good.


The Ogre hefted her corpse over its shoulder by the legs, like a sack of potatoes. Saanvi’s limp barbarian body flopped down along its furry back, dripping blood and semen in equal quantities from gorey holes.

Ogre’s aren’t well known for their long attention spans, so as soon as Saanvi stopped her flailing struggles, it lost interest in her, and lumbered back off in search of the club it had thrown earlier. It dropped Saanvi right beside the throng of goblins currently fighting over Sahja’s wrecked cadavre.

Suddenly, half the goblins scrabbled for the new option, their squabbles forgotten in the face of a new fucktoy. Each one managed to find an unoccupied hole to attend… and if one wasn’t available, a sharp poke from a spear would open up a fresh one.

Their tiny goblin pricks hardened as they squealed their fiendish cries, and thrust victoriously into the two adventurers. Eager to spill their seed into the warm bodies.

Meanwhile, as the pack of monsters was happily defiling the corpses of their enemies, the Ogre was busy pulling the tree trunk club it had thrown out of the wall in which it had embedded. The club came free with a spray of stone chips, and the ogre inspected it for damage. Running its long clawed fingers over large rents on the surface. The Ogre didn’t think that it would hinder its use… not yet anyway. It gave the thick lump of wood a test swing, and found everything to its satisfaction.

It tramped back towards Aisha’s severed torso. Her face was still frozen in a look of mild surprise, as if she somehow hadn’t quite comprehended the giant slab of wood that had been pegged at her midriff. Her lips were pursed and slightly apart, as though she’d been halfway through a word at the moment of her death.

Thick grey furred fingers wrapped themselves around her head and pulled her upper body off the dusty parapet. Pink entrails slopped out of her and landed with a wet squelch. Ever the lustful beast for a cutie, its cock was already starting to stiffen again. As the goblins chirped, squealed and thrust into their own meat sacks, the Ogre pushed a finger between Aisha’s pale lips and pulled her jaw so far down, and a small snapping could be heard as it dislocated.

Thick cock slid down Aisha’s throat, so deep that if she’d still been alive, it would have choked her to death. Her esophagus enlarged to fit the monster cock, bulging visibly with each and every stroke. Her titties flopped side to side with the way the ogre was enthusiastically facefucking her. Its throbbing dick ejaculated into her stomach, where it dribbled back out the torn holes underneath and splattered on the flagstones.


As it returned to the goblin horde, it stomped through the sloppy remains of Fiona. What few bones in the goo that remained unbroken snapped under the weight of the Ogre’s massive legs. , blood, bile, shit, and piss stuck to the bottom of its foot, smearing with every footstep, leaving a gorey trail of Fiona.

The corpses of Saanvi and Sahja were now well and truly fucked. Goblin semen covered every inch of them, in their hair, and pussies, in their emptied eye sockets, and in a dozen jagged rents in their flesh. The goblins , with their low stamina, had exhausted themselves on the girls.

The Ogre picked up the two remaining girls, several screeching goblins falling off them in surprise at the sudden motion. It dragged the naked corpses by their hair as it made its way back to the Goblin’s lair.

The lair was a cozy earthen Den made in one of the dungeions of the old fort. A roaring fire was tended to by the goblin women… They tended to a big cauldron, that had probably once been filled with boiling oil to extract confessions from the denizens of this torture chamber. With a splash, the Ogre tossed them into the roiling root vegetable soup that the goblin wenches had been stirring.

Despite the fact that the dungeon had been in disuse for hundreds of years, every iron wrought cage was filled with naked, cum covered, women of all ages; villagers that had been kidnapped for use as entertainment and food, and the very reason that there had been such a large bounty to clear the goblin infestation from the area in the first place.

Sahja, Aisha and Saanvi bobbed in the broth, slowly turning a reddish hue as their meat cooked slowly and tenderly. The goblins weren’t an intelligent group to begin with, and even worse cooks. All the imprisoned girls could do was stare for hours as their would-be rescuers slowly turned so tender and juicy that their flesh literally fell from their bones.

Each one of them already knew that when it came time for them to finally join the broth, that they wouldn’t be dead already as the scalding water touched their skin. The screams of their friends' deaths had been horrible.

When it was done, the Ogre dipped a massive hand into the messy girl soup. It came away filled with a meaty stew, and three human skulls. It sipped, and issued a growl of approval at the taste of the vile soup. Despite the fact that goblins were horrible chefs, Ogre’s weren’t known for being fussy eaters.

Three days later.

The villagers cowered in fear as the goblin raiding parties returned from the forest of Kelraith. It seemed clear that those brave adventurers had failed in their quest. Everyone that tried to flee from the horde was fast to notice the new adornment on the leading Ogre; A necklace made of three human skulls… and with room to add many more.