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Lut had been 6 at the time of the battle. He was essentially an adult by goblin standards. That was, if goblins did indeed have standards.
Which they didn't.
He knew things that most goblins did. He knew that he lived in a large cave system with many other goblins. He knew that most goblins were ugly and smart enough to know they were none too bright. He knew that all the males would take turns going out and raiding traders on the path some distance away from the caves.
He knew that a long distance away from the caves was a village populated by many tall folk. He knew that the tall folk were stronger than goblins but that there were less of them. He knew that the tall folk had many names, many beautiful weapons and works of art, and that they spoke in a language that sounded effeminate and weak.
He also knew that goblins were only supposed to attack the village every five years. That was the rule. The law the tall folk called it. Goblins didn't have laws except when they did. And when they did it was only for a very good reason. Like this one.
That reason was that there was a very powerful tall person living in the village. All the tall folk worshiped her like a goddess and she protected the village. Goblins didn't have gods of course. They only had their old ones who would tell stories. All the old ones were good story tellers. If they weren't they would get eaten. Goblins didn't like bad stories.
He'd heard stories about this god. They called her Saint Eclisia. Apparently she was some kind of tall folk that had become so powerful that everyone just did whatever she said. One story said she was a great warrior who was chosen by some bigger and scarier god to protect her village. Another story said she went on some kind of journey and came back glistening like sunlight hitting water. He'd even heard a story about how she had just sat around in a big rock home chanting some stuff for so long that one day she got all these powers.
Lut didn't like that last story. It was boring. They'd eaten the elder that told that one.
That said, Lut knew other things too.
He knew that he hated the tall folk. He wasn't sure why but he suspected it was because they were tall and he was not.
He knew that this was the year that the elders decreed the caves would empty and they would march on the village. The Saint had to sleep for one year every five years. So now was their time to strike. Just like they'd done five years before and five years before that. Only this time they would win.
But Lut knew something else that the other goblins didn't.
He knew they had not won.
No, they had lost.
He had not been first over the wood and stone walls of the village. Nor had he been the second. Or the third or whatever came after third.
But he had indeed climbed up the ladder with his spear and ill-fitting armor. His metal helmet shifted from side to side as he moved having not been made for someone of his kind.
He'd stabbed at a few of the tall folk but he didn't think he'd actually killed any of them. No, when you had that many goblins all gathered together it started to get real stabby real fast. So much so that it became difficult to tell who killed who. Generally they would fight about that once they got back to the cave.
They set fires and marched down the streets. Some stopped in a large stone building and stabbed barrels discovering that the tall folk hid drink inside them. He laughed as he saw his brothers filling their bellies and getting into fights over who would take a turn under the leaking wooden casks.
But as the goblins reveled in chaos Lut saw something. A glistening mass coming down from the tall stone building on the hill. He remembered that glistening well. It came from the metal men.
He'd only seen the metal men once when he had been out raiding traders with some of his other kind. The metal men had rode up on horses and cut down his people like they were cutting through cheese. Arrows didn't hurt the metal men. Swords and spears didn't hurt the metal men. The only thing that could hurt the metal men was getting knocked off their horse and stabbing at the soft bits of which they had few.
He'd run away from that raid when he saw the other goblins getting cut down. And he'd run away today too.
Lut was a smart goblin.
He couldn't run back the way he came. He'd probably end up getting stabbed by some other goblin for going the wrong way. Instead he fled further into the village diving into an alley and then a sewer drain.
The sewer drain smelled bad but it was better than getting killed.
Making his way through the cramped sewer Lut could hear the screams of his kind getting cut down by the metal men. Sometimes he could see blood dripping down through the grates.
Lut did his best to ignore this. He wasn't particularly fond of his brothers. Most goblins weren't.
Crawling through the sewer he came across a grate with some moonlight shining through. Thinking this was surely some grate sticking out of the village's wall Lut took out some rusty tools that he'd taken off a trader some years ago and worked at detaching it.
After a few minutes he was through and hoisting himself through the small hole. He carefully took a look around and noticed that he was standing in some kind of garden. It was quite large with many pretty trees and a small stream flowing through it.
Lut took one whiff of his clothes and nearly gagged. He was used to bad smells in the cave but that was a little too much. Tearing off his clothes he jumped into the stream with them washing himself off along with his armor.
As he scrubbed off the tall folk filth and goblin blood he began to notice that the garden was surrounded by large walls with lots of pretty pictures on them. Scanning through them Lut rose from the stream and began to see writing carved into the walls along with the pictures of what looked like a woman with some kind of round yellow thing hanging over her head.
Remembering that he couldn't read Lut continued on through the garden and found a small structure with white pillars, marble floors, and lacy looking curtains hanging and acting as walls.
Carefully stepping inside and hoping there were no metal men for him to run into Lut was nearly blinded.
Before him was a large bed. Much much nicer than anything he was used to, which was mostly just piles of rags. Around it were scores of flowers and books on pedestals with large ornate engravings carved into the pillars and celling of the structure. But in that bed was a glistening light that took Lut's eyes a second to adjust to.
And when they did he stood in awe of the most beautiful creature he'd ever seen. Laying in the bed was a woman glowing with holy power clothed in the finest silk that illuminated the room all by itself.
The woman's skin was pale but somehow still healthy while her long blond hair that glistened like gold. Her lips were red and full as her ample bosom rose and fell with each breath. Her slender fingers were laced together resting on her stomach while her feet laid bare against the sheets of the bed.
Instantly Lut knew who this was. It was Saint Eclisia. The goddess of the village. It's protector. The reason his kind could only attack every five years.
He stood in awe of her for minutes unable to move. The sanctity of this place would have been enough to make one of the tall folk break down in tears and weep. Even Lut found himself trembling at the thought of being in the presence of someone this powerful.
But Lut was also a goblin. And being a goblin he was instantly filled with malice towards this beautiful creature. How dare it be so mind numbingly gorgeous. How dare it be taller and farer than anything his kind could ever hope to be or see in their dark shallow caves. How dare it keep his people from destroying this village and its people.
At first he imagined taking his spear and stabbing this creature through its heart to end its protection over the tall folk. He would be named Lut the Godkiller. He would be hailed as a champion of his people. Maybe they would even make him king under the mountain.
But this dream was quickly dashed as he realized that he'd literally thrown his spear away when he was less than courageously diving into the sewer to save his own life.
Lut stood there not quite sure what to do until he realized what any sensible goblin would do to a lone female tall folk. And some male ones too.
He was going to fuck this goddess.
A smile crept onto Lut's face as he carefully approached the her. The tales of her sleeping for an entire year were well known to his kind. And though he was quite sure she would not wake if disturbed he was also well aware that if this tale proved false he would be smote quite hastily.
Deciding that taking this chance was too good to pass up despite the inherent danger Lut scrambled up the bed running his fingers across the goddess' arm.
He shuddered as he felt the goddess' smooth skin under his rough hands and licked his lips in anticipation.
Placing the god's arms at her sides Lut carefully stood over the goddess looking down at her and cackling as he watched his green warty cock rise in anticipation of its conquest. No goblin had ever done what he was about to do.
Pulling the goddess' robes aside Lut revealed her bosom breasts that were both individually larger than his head. Kneeling down and sitting on her stomach the goblin tentatively reached out and sighed with pleasure as he felt the soft mounds under his hands.
Lut took his time toying with the her breasts massaging them and watching in awe as her nipples slowly became erect. He drooled as he flattened himself out placing his cock against the her soft thigh and began to suck on them.
He could feel her react ever so slightly to this which gave him pause only for a moment before continuing to suckle on the mounds of flesh while rubbing his dick up against her.
The goddess' breathing began to increase with slight groans escaping her lips as his tongue lapped around and at her nipple.
Realizing that he was being far too kind teasing this creature Lut squared up on her stomach again and began to gently slap around the goddess' ample breasts. Smiling once he began to feel more confident that she would not wake up Lut began to slap with more force bouncing around her tits with gusto.
The goddess grimaced as her breasts were knocked around and disrespected by the small monster who cackled with joy as the tall sow's udders bounced back and forth.
The novelty wore off quickly though as Lut scooted up slightly and placed his squat girthy cock between her mounds and pressed them together.
Lut's eyes crossed as he felt the heavenly sensation of her silk-like skin enclose around him. Thrusting forward he began to massage the goddess' breasts once more watching as a blush rose in her cheeks.
He imagined all the tall folk who in their dark private moments visualized these magnificent tits touching themselves to the thought of just getting to see them glistening with light and power. He thought of this as he fucked her breasts tongue waggling out of his mouth in delight.
Having not released himself in quite some time it was not long before he defiled the goddess with his seed which leaked from the crevices of her bosom and down her chest and neck.
The goblin moaned as wave after wave of his seed decorated her until he finally released her fleshy mounds and settled back for a breather.
As Lut caught his breath he couldn't help but smile as he felt his cock twitch back to life nowhere near finished with his prey. Standing atop the bed once more Lut advanced and stood over the god's immaculate and glowing face. Her beauty was truly otherworldly the goblin decided. Enough to make the tall folk avert their eyes for fear of being overwhelmed by her splendor.
That was when he dropped down, parted her red lips, and let his ball sack drift downwards into the goddess' mouth.
He could feel his sack getting tickled by her tongue as it reflexively moved around. The goblin laughed as he rotated his hips simulating the woman sucking on his green orbs rocking them back and forth as he jacked off.
The thought of this perfect being suckling on his balls as he had on her tits drove him wild. He imagined her waking up and looking up at him only to blush and begin fingering herself into oblivion to the taste of a goblin's vile sack in her mouth.
Not willing to let loose another load just yet Lut let go of his cock which fell onto the god's face with a soft "THWAP." Pulling himself up the goblin was beside himself as he noticed her red lipstick now decorating his balls.
This was where he would truly test the limits of his luck.
Lut turned around and positioned himself on her pillow raising her head at her neck and inserting himself into her mouth. He felt his balls begin to rest comfortably on her nose and smiled hoping she was getting a good whiff of his undercarriage.
With that he began to fuck the goddess' mouth rocking his hips back and forth and listening to the wet sounds of her nearly choking on his warty cock. From his position he could see her body start to move reflexively squirming as he cut off her air with his cock and balls. And as much as Lut wanted to say he'd killed a goddess by shoving his cock down her throat he had too many ideas and fucking a corpse just wasn't as fun.
Each time it looked like the goddess was having trouble he would withdraw lightly and repetitively taping her face with his wet cock listening to her gasp for air and breathe heavily as he did so.
This went on for minutes until Lut finally got close enough to justify leaning over slightly and forcing the goddess to deep throat him until he blew his load straight into her throat. Lut held himself there for a moment watching her feet squirm as she struggled for air until finally pulling out.
He watched as the goddess coughed and surprisingly swallowed trying to clear her passage way all while Lut fell to the floor laughing.
In his infinite mercy he allowed the god to finish consuming the rest of his seed before taking a stroll around to the other side of her bed. This what he'd been waiting for.
Opening her robes Lut was met with the goddess' beautiful womanhood. It was unscathed and neatly kept. The goblin wondered if she'd recently fallen into her sleep or if she had an elder whose job it was to come in and trim her. Perhaps when you became a god you always looked immaculate.
Lut didn't bother himself with the details as he licked his lips and crawled up the goddess' robes. Spreading her legs the goblin opened his mouth and began to taste her. He could feel her moving ever so slightly as his tongue danced around and inside her slit.
What he tasted was more delicious that any meal or drink he'd ever had in his life. As the goblin explored her passage he decided that if he was going to take the courtesy of getting this creature ready he could also send a nice little fuck you to her as well.
Taking his middle finger he slowly prodded and inserted it into her ass causing her legs to shudder in response. Lut could hardly believe how effective he was being as her juices started to flow allowing him to finger her faster and faster.
But just as she began to reflexively buck back against him Lut withdrew and tore open the goddess' robes revealing her in her entirety to him.
With his cock throbbing with need he positioned himself and in one fell thrust defiled the tall folk's object of adoration.
Lut's eye's crossed as he came immediately from the sensation that was not meant for any mortal man. The goblin shivered and backed out breathing heavily and then smiled as he saw his foul seed drip out of her.
Grossly unsatisfied Lut mounted the bed once more and inserted himself again controlling himself a bit better now that he knew what to expect.
Then he began thrusting. His thick bumpy cock sent reverberations throughout the goddess as her cheeks reddened and her breathing became erratic. Lut then grabbed her hips and fucked for all that he was worth.
Her body began to stir as her head moved back and forth and her tits bounced from the force of her partner.
Then, after several minutes, Lut could feel something he never expected. One of her legs hooked around his waist pressing him in. The goblin smiled excitedly as she bit her lip and clenched her sheets.
The goddess loved this.
Lut redoubled his efforts. He was going to make this goddess cum. A mere goblin was going to make a god cum!
Fantasies started swirling in his head. He was going to make this goddess his slut, his whore, his perfect little cumdump. She, in her perfection, would be the depository for his seed. He would use her exquisite body every day and she would love every second of it. She would dream of his squat warty cock filling her, giving her the pleasure that her fawning village could never dream of inflicting upon her. He would make her crave the cocks of goblins to the point that she would abandon her people and venture forth into their caves to have her perfect body ravished by their tiny grubby hands. And from her womanhood would spill their unholy spawn covering the world with her lust.
As Lut imagined all of this he felt it. The goddess shook with pleasure. A small moan escaped her smeared lips.
But he wasn't finished. Lut pressed himself against her stomach and grabbed her ass fucking harder and faster than he ever had in his life.
He was rewarded with the sounds of pleasure escaping his partner and her leg tightening around him practically begging him to plant his seed deep within her.
And so he did.
Lut gripped her tightly as he came deep within her womb. He could feel his cum coursing through her and racing to her eggs to take hold.
He made sure that every powerful line of his essence spilled within her as the personification of perfection convulsed.
By the time he was done the goddess was still twitching with the aftereffects of pleasure. Every other breath she took caught and came out as a small moan of ecstasy.
Taking a moment to compose himself Lut walked over to the woman's face, bend over, and kissed her deeply. His wretched tongue danced with hers as he asserted his dominance over the god he'd just bred.
He did this for a short eternity. And when he finally removed himself he could see the woman still panting now with her tongue ever so slightly sticking out of her mouth.
Lut smiled knowing that he had so much more he wanted to do. He would corrupt this shining holy light of purity. He had to. It was in his nature.
And as the night turned into day and back to night again he did everything his sick green mind could think of. And to his luck over the next few days he found that the villagers apparently never entered the grove viewing it as sacred ground.
He could hear some of their elders scurrying about outside now and again speaking in their effeminate voices occasionally mentioning their goddess' name with the utmost reverence.
But to Lut this grove and its small enclosure was no more than his personal fuck hut where he would spend his time despoiling this beautiful creature day in and day out. He soon became a master of desire to her. Cataloging every way she responded and everything that made her clench her toes in pleasure. Eventually it became apparent to him that the woman's arcadian beauty had indeed had an effect on him.
He never grew tired of her or her body. Every day he would assail her with renewed vigor. In a way he supposed that he was worshiping her too in the only way a goblin knew how. In another way he saw himself as addicted to her and her light as he prayed she would eventually be to him.
As weeks passed her belly began to grow as he confirmed that even the goddess' holy resistance to the world of mortals crumbled before the might of a mere goblin's seed. And yet still Lut fucked her. He cared not that her body was changing. The lump in her stomach only fueled his lust reminding him of what he'd accomplished.
Over and over he fucked her pausing only to eat in the endlessly bountiful grove and allow the apparently magical sheets upon which she slept to clean themselves. He would sleep each night atop or next to her. Sometimes he would even fall asleep with is cock still inside her. He repeated this with almost devout zeal until nearly a year had passed.
And then the day came. Lut stood by her bed watching as her eyes finally opened. He body moved slowly until her hands drifted to her stomach. Looking down the goddess' expression turned to one of complete shock and horror realizing what had been done to her.
Searching the room frantically she quickly found the lone goblin smiling evilly at her side.
Still weak from her slumber the goddess' body began to glow even brighter as she cursed the goblin and prepared to smite him with all her power.
Lut was unafraid. He'd spent too much time humiliating the woman in her sleep to view her as anything other than a toy for his amusement.
Hopping up on the bed the goblin took his rod hand and pointed it directly at the goddesses face.
The bright light around her dimmed as she looked on confused at the diminutive monster's audacity. But that was when she saw it. The weapon of her demise.
A blush graced her cheeks as she drew back in fear. Not of Lut, he was too weak to present a threat to her. No, she feared herself in that moment. The thoughts that ran through her head. For the magical sleep that she'd entered into was not natural and a part of her, far in the back of her mind, had been quite awake. And it was that part of her that had grown accustomed to a very toxic relationship.
The goddess backed away into her pillows only to have Lut follow her with a single step.
Her face grew redder by the second as she stared unblinkingly at the green rod before her. Certainly there were bigger out there. Hell, most tall folk would rival if not exceed his length. But this one was special. This one had ruined her for nearly a year.
Biting her lip the goddess tried to look away but failed trying to cover up her feelings with what were no doubt biting insults. But for one who could not understand her language the goblin had only but to look at her legs pressing together oh so tightly to understand that she was fighting a losing battle.
Soon enough he saw her mouth open. Slightly at first as if testing to see how far she would take this. But eventually she found her mouth hovering over the tip of the goblin's cockhead. All she needed to do was close it again and she'd be done.
And of course when it finally happened the goddesses' eyes rolled up. She exhaled through her nose as her body relaxed. He could feel her tongue dancing around his foreskin toying with it in a way that her sleeping mouth had never done.
Lut gave her about half a minute to make sweet love to his warty protrusion before he grabbed her golden hair and forced his cock deeper into her mouth.
He could feel her squirming under him as he pinned her to her pillow. Her hands grabbed his legs as he felt his balls slapping against her perfect jaw.
The goblin didn't last long. As he felt cum spraying into her mouth he gripped her head tightly giving it a few final thrusts before exiting her.
The woman coughed and seemed surprised to find herself swallowing his disgusting load only to be met with a still erect cock hovering near her face. The woman at first seemed to not know exactly what the goblin wanted until the green creature took his hand and began to tap her on her face with his dick.
She quickly got the message as she took her smooth, thin fingers and gently gripped the goblin's phallus, hesitating before she closed her eyes and began to sensually kiss it.
Lut watched as this thing of pure awe-inspiring beauty made out with his thick cock chuckling as she did so.
Soon he moved back standing with his legs apart and waiting for her to realize what was about to happen.
Biting her lip so hard he thought she might draw blood the goddess turned her body to the side allowing him to kneel and place himself at her entrance once more. But as he was about to push inside her already primed womanhood he adjusted at the last second and pushed right into her ass.
The goddess let out a loud yelp as the goblin began to raid her like he'd done so many times before. With an open hand he slapped the woman's stunning ass painting it red. Within minutes the goddess came gripping her bed sheets as she willingly allowed the monster to degrade her.
Shaking with pleasure and hiding her face in shame the goddess seemed surprised when the goblin moved up to her and took her face in his hands. In moments they were kissing.
He could feel her moaning protests into his mouth yet she allowed his tongue access to hers anyway. And before long he was atop her nestling himself between her tits as their mouths locked passionately and sloppily.
Days went by as the goddess gave away her pride and sanctity bit by bit to her uninvited guest. Soon priests began to arrive and she had to make excuses for not coming out as she cupped her hand over her mouth so as to not allow moans to escape her lips. Even under threat of discovery Lut would not halt his efforts.
But soon it came time to leave. Lut could not risk his progeny being discovered here in the middle of the tall folk's village.
So one night the goblin lead the goddess from her bed and to the sewers to escape.
Taking one last look back at her old life the goddess dove into the disgusting mire below the grate. Having spent so long using the village's sewers to travel it was easy enough to lead his very pregnant mate outside the city walls.
And while the goddess was with child her supernatural strength kept her moving as the creature led her deep into a nearby forest and finally a small network of caves and underground streams where they would make their new life.
There the goddess would give birth to a new species of goblin who grew strong suckling at their mother's teat. Years passed as the goblin raided camps and travelers finding alchemical potions to speed his broodmate's reproduction.
Soon his new cave was thriving with his spawn. Each of them moved to and fro crafting makeshift weapons and going about their menial days. He watched each of them as his glistening wife sat beside him next to his wooden throne. Even in these squalid conditions all who laid eyes upon her could not help but be awestruck by her beauty.
And it was that which kept Lut in power. For who else could keep such a creature in check but the mightiest of goblins.
He could feel the goddess sucking on his balls just as he'd envisioned so many times in the past fingering herself into a stupor as she bit out small broken phrases in her new tongue. She would say things such as, "Me suck master's balls," "Need master's big cock," and "Please fuck me hard!"
Lut laughed as her eyes crossed shaking in self-induced pleasure as she savored each green orb. Beckoning her up his glittering broodmate obeyed wrapping her voluptuous breasts around his cock and giving him a heavenly tit job smiling and panting as his scouts reported on the village.
It would be over tomorrow he thought.
And when midnight struck it was, in fact, glorious.
His horde emptied their caves and marched on the village that had bested his old kin. But now without their protector and facing his new more powerful progeny they would stand no chance.
He watched atop a nearby hill as his brood stormed the walls burning everything in sight and cutting down or capturing whoever they wished.
As the tall folk screamed and panicked some noticed the holy light shining up on the hillside only to have their darkest moment devour them as they witnessed their goddess on her knees smiling dumbly and moaning in pleasure as Lut fucked her from behind.
Her vulgar screams of pleasure danced across the burning village as her tits bounced in the air and Lut poured load after load of his seed into her. Chattering in glee he asked the stunning beauty he was mounting if she missed her village or her god.
With broken goblinese she responded, "No village. No god. Only master. Tall folk weak. Goblins strong. Master's cock is god now."
Lut laughed into the night as he bred the goddess into the ground in front of her former village. The tall folk were so proud once. But little did they know that the wart covered dick of a small goblin would utterly defeat their goddess and destroy their village.
His broodmate was right. His cock was god now. And this land would be his for the taking.
And that is the story of Lut the Defiler, King Under the Mountain, Sire of the Shining Horde, and Breaker of Goddesses.