Shortstack Saturday - Frida Gildemere

Shortstack Saturday - Frida Gildemere

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A story set in Lucianite's OMAM world, starring a Goblin Mythic trying to get her boyfriend motivated to do well in his football games.

Contains: M/F, Goblin, size difference, huge breasts, big cock, lipstick marks, excessive cum, edging, femdom, titfuck, blowjob, throatfuck, ballsucking

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Frida Gildemere


Low groans of pleasure bounced of the walls in the boys’ locker room of Oberon High, one of the best public schools in the area. Football practice had ended quite some time ago, but apparently someone had decided to stay behind…


Sitting on one of the benches was a human man, a Roger Sizemore, still dressed in his purple football jersey and with his sweaty blonde hair plastered against his head. If one were to look any closer, they would notice that he wasn’t wearing any trousers. The reason for this, was the Mythic standing before him. Yet, despite standing, her chest was still only at crotch level.


Her name was Frida Gildemere, a Goblin Mythic. Formerly, her family had been one of the richest families in town. At least until her dad had made a series of bad investments and bad decisions, now the Geldstücks were the richest around and Frida was stuck going to a public school while that bitch Hildi Geldstück was the queen bee at Erlking Private High School. In the next two weeks, Erlking Private High School and Oberon High would be having a football match and Frida had decided that she would do everything she could to make sure that Roger, Oberon High’s star quarterback and her boyfriend, would be in tip-top shape!


Because of this, Frida had decided to sneak into the boy’s locker room today and had hid in Roger’s locker. Due to her stature, this wasn’t hard…though due to the size of certain proportions it had proven to be a little challenging at least. When Roger finally opened his locker, she had stood there with her finger pressed to her plush, plump lips. Her boyfriend had reacted by looking around frantically and blocking his locker from view with his body, the bulge of his meaty, sweaty dick pressed up against Frida’s beautiful face.


‘What are you doing here?’ Roger had hissed as soon as his teammates had left, looking at the quarterback strangely as he gave them several excuses for why he hadn’t left to shower yet...and was still standing before his locker.


‘I am here because I have seen you out on the field,’ Frida had answered in a posh, slightly accented voice as she looked up at her boyfriend with blazing amber eyes. ‘And I believe you can do better.’ She hissed, showing her sharp, pointed teeth.


Roger stumbled backwards, surprised at her intensity, and plopped down on the bench behind him. Despite the fact that Frida was only three feet tall, it was clear that she was the dominant one in the relationship. As Roger slumped down, Frida stepped out of her hiding place. Her large chest and wide hips making it a bit of an ordeal, but she managed it without ripping any of her clothes.


‘Well, what do you want me to do about it?’ Roger grumbled, scratching at the back of his blonde head. ‘Erlking’s Hounds get their funding from the Geldstücks, no doubt they have brand new equipment and their coach actually seems to have a strategy! While our equipment looks like it’s been used since the 70’s! And, well, the less said about Mr. Potts the better…’


‘I do not care about how well the team does,’ Frida replied as she stepped up to Roger. ‘I want you to be at your best.’ The Goblin added as she tugged a stray strand of her dark, gold blonde hair behind one of her long green ears.


‘Well, how are you going to do that?’ Roger asked with a curious shrug of his broad shoulders.


‘Oh, I have an idea…’ Frida said with a sly smile that showed her pointy teeth again.


Slender, nimble green fingers fiddled with Roger’s trousers and before the young men knew it they were around his ankles, and Frida was kneeling before him. A semi-erect, sweaty cock smacked down on the top of Frida’s head. It slowly slid down her forehead as she rose back to her feet, bumped against her aquiline nose which had a piercing in her left nostril and left a salty taste behind as it dragged over her plump lips before it finally bounced off a dainty, pointy chin and ended up resting on her huge chest.


‘Frida!’ Roger gasped, blue eyes wide. ‘Someone could walk in at any moment, you know?!’


‘The only reason someone would come into the locker room at this time is because they were attracted by your shouting,’ Frida countered drily. ‘Now shush!’


Roger’s mouth snapped shut and Frida calmly began to unbutton the crisp white blouse she wore. Oberon High didn’t have any uniforms, or even a dress code, but Frida felt it necessary to still dress properly. As befitting of someone from the Gildemere family. Soft, green cleavage slowly poured out of Frida’s blouse. The more green flesh that appeared, the harder Roger’s cock seemed to get.


Hildi Geldstück was a Goblin blessed with a huge ass and a pair of wide, proper breeding hips. Something any Goblin would be proud of. Personally, Frida found it ridiculous! There was such a thing as too big! Now her body? Her body was perfect! She had the eye of every man at Oberon High, and had managed to catch the eye of some of the women as well!


Breasts a little bigger than a pair of honeydew melons came into view, barely contained by a purple lace bra that was likely too small for her. Frida shrugged out of her blouse and watched it hit the locker room floor with some disgust on her face, her bra soon followed as she unclasped it and her enormous jugs sagged slightly as they were freed from their confines. At this point, Roger was completely erect. His beefy cock throbbing and leaking precum.


‘Now, sit still…’ Frida ordered and with a grunt she squeezed her massive melons together and pushed them down over Roger’s erection.


‘Fuck!’ Roger grumbled, biting down on his lip with his perfect straight white teeth.


‘Language!’ Frida snapped, pulling her chest back up and squeezing a string of precum from her boyfriend’s sack in the process.


This was how Frida and Roger got into the current predicament. Unfortunately for Roger, this slow, torturous titfuck had been going on for several minutes now! He had leaked his silvery precum all over his girlfriend’s huge jugs, but whenever he felt ready to explode…she would stop. It was no wonder that his blonde hair had turned damp with sweat and was clinging to his face. Then, finally, he could stay silent no longer.


‘Frida, just let me cum!’ He growled in frustration.


‘No.’ Frida answered, and she stepped back.


Roger merely looked at her, his jaw slack as the top-heavy goblin casually stuffed her tits back into her bra and began putting her blouse back on. Her aquiline nose scrunched up as her boyfriend’s pearly precum made contact with the fabric of her clothing. With a shake of his head, Roger finally snapped out of his shock.


‘Frida, what the fuck are you doing?’ Roger asked.


‘Motivating you,’ Frida replied matter-of-factly as she walked towards the door. ‘Do well in practice tomorrow, and we can go further.’

Roger just watched her go, getting up on her toes to open the locker room door. Before she disappeared into the hallway, however, she looked over her shoulder at her boyfriend still sitting there with his huge erection pointed at the ceiling.


‘Oh, and no masturbating either!’ She said sternly.


* * * *


The next day, Frida was back in Roger’s locker. This time, her plush, soft lips were decorated with a glittery, golden lipstick. While Roger was, once again, making bad excuses for why he wasn’t hitting the showers Frida opened up his trousers and fished out his soft shaft. Roger’s voice rose in pitch as he spoke with his teammates as his girlfriend’s lips touched the sensitive crown of his member as she began to suck on it, his cock growing slowly in her mouth. Once it was completely stiff she spat it out, leaving a ring of golden lipstick just underneath Roger’s cockhead.


A string of saliva connected the Goblin’s lips to her boyfriend’s cock, which snapped when Frida pulled her face close to Roger’s big, sweaty balls. Precum began to dribble down the quarterback’s shaft as the Goblin started to suck on his balls. Frida sucked first one into her mouth, then let it escape and left behind another ring of lipstick before wrapping her lips around the second one. The precum that was running down Roger’s shaft was now splattering onto her face and started to run down Frida’s cheeks.


When the locker room door slammed shut, Frida shot her boyfriend a look and wrapped one hand around his cock while the other gently stroked his other testicle. With some effort, the Goblin opened her mouth a little wider and somehow managed to stuff both of Roger’s balls into her mouth and began to suck on them loudly as she continued to stroke his pre-dripping dick.


‘Fu-...’ Roger began, though quickly snapped his mouth shut when he realized how his girlfriend felt about swearing. ‘That…that feels really good, Frida.’ He muttered, legs trembling.


In response, Frida stopped jerking him off and placed both of her hands on his powerful hips. More of Roger’s precum ended up landing on her face or in her hair as she furiously sucked on his nutsack. Once she felt his balls starting to clench, however, Frida stopped. Instead, she slowly and gently pulled her head back and allowed Roger’s spit-soaked and lipstick smudged testicles to leave her mouth.


‘Wha-’ Roger began, but after some struggling Frida got out of his locker and simply brushed past him.


‘Tomorrow.’ Was all Frida said as she left the locker room.


* * * *


Frida kept poor Roger on the edge like this for two whole weeks until, finally, the game with Erlking Private High School came. Despite being a human, Roger played about as aggressive as some of his Mythic teammates. By some miracle, they managed to win! Yet, Roger Sizemore was nowhere to be seen when the game was over. And neither was his girlfriend, Frida Gildemere.


While the entire school seemed to be off to celebrate, Frida and Roger met under the bleachers. Roger wearing most of his football uniform, and Frida dressed like a cheerleader. The purple and black uniform was wrapped tightly around her chest and the top was clearly too small as her slim green waist was on display. Her skirt was slung high over hips, which had resulted in her flashing her thick green asscheeks to the crowd with every twirl and flip she’d make. It wasn’t usually her style, but if there was a chance it distracted the opposite team? Well, we all had to make sacrifices.


‘Did you see Hildi’s face when her team lost?’ Frida chuckle, arms crossed underneath her chest. ‘The mighty Erlking’s Hounds beaten by Oberon’s Dreams, that’ll show her!’


Frida likely would have gloated more, but she suddenly felt a large hand tighten around her blonde ponytail and her head was pulled towards Roger’s bulging crotch. With his other hand, he freed his huge erection from his trousers and began to crudely rub his shaft against his girlfriend’s plump lips. Frida’s immaculately applied lipstick was ruined as it smudged all over her boyfriend’s fat, vein-ridged cock.


‘Oh alright, I suppose you deserve a re-’


But Roger didn’t let Frida finish as he shoved his cockhead into her open mouth. Frida didn’t gag as the huge piece of meat slammed down her throat, she wouldn’t give him the satisfaction, and instead glared up at her boyfriend as he began to plough her throat. Normally, Roger would shrink back after a glare like that, but not today. He was both high on victory and more sexually frustrated than ever. So instead, the pounding of his hips grew more ferocious.


Frida’s throat bulged obscenely whenever Roger shoved his prick down there. A combination of saliva mixed with an increasing amount of precum started to run from the corners of the Goblin’s mouth, only to attach itself to his huge, swollen testicles as they bounced off of Frida’s chin whenever the quarterback bottomed out in her throat. When Roger’s orgasm finally came, he didn’t fight it. Instead shooting an incredibly thick, incredibly hot, load of white, sticky jizz down Frida’s throat.


As the deluge of cum hit her stomach, Frida did gag. The small Goblin coughed up big mouthfuls of her boyfriend’s spunk, spraying his dick with it, while at the same time more flooded from her nostrils. As soon as it had come Roger’s orgasm ended, yet his prick remained as hard as it had been when he pulled it from Frida’s cum-stuffed gullet as it had been when he had first shoved it in there.


‘Alright,’ Frida sputtered. ‘Alright!’ She added more confidently. ‘Let us continue this at your home, shall we!’ She protested, but Roger would have none of it as he roughly pulled off her skirt and pulled her black thong aside.


Frida couldn’t help but release a startled shriek, a sound unbefitting for someone of her stature, but Roger ignored her as he picked her up in his big strong arms. When his huge, cumcoated cockhead was pushed against Frida’s dripping labia, the Goblin’s haughty mask finally cracked as she blushed furiously. This was why Roger was her boyfriend. Not because he was a classically handsome young man with his blonde hair, broad, friendly face and that little dimple in his chin, though that certainly did help. But because he was a big, strong human that could use her like a cocksleeve.


Which was exactly what he intended to do tonight.


When Roger forced her small, top-heavy body down on his huge cock Frida threw both of her hands over her mouth to muffle the squeal of pleasure and surprise that left it. Frida had placed a ruler next to her boyfriend’s cock once, because of that she knew it was a little over a foot in length. Yet, Roger had ruthlessly shoved every last inch inside of her!


If she’d been a human girl, she’d likely wouldn't have been enjoying this. Fortunately for Frida, she was a Goblin. And Goblin’s were built to take the fattest, longest dicks known to man- and Mythickind. So her drenched muff, finally being rewarded for weeks of teasing this monstercock, tightened around Roger’s shaft like silken vice while Frida’s vision went white as she continued to scream into her hands.


‘Fuck!’ Roger swore, partially in pleasure and partially out of frustration as he was now unable to move.


With an animalistic growl he lowered his head and set his teeth into the top of Frida’s cheerleading uniform, which wasn’t hard considering how it was riding up even more now due to the way in which her stomach was currently bulging. As Frida climaxed around the fat shaft embedded in her oozing cunt, Roger pulled her top up with his teeth. Unfortunately, a black sports bra hid his girlfriend’s magnificent melons from view and a frustrated groan passed Roger’s lips as he pulled his mouth away.


‘Mmm?’ Frida moaned, blinking slowly as she came down from her orgasm and focused on Roger. ‘Oh, right…Sorry.’ She mumbled as she pulled up her sports bra, causing her enormous jug to flop out.


With Frida’s folds loosening somewhat, and her breasts freed, Roger began to shove her body up and down. Her tits jiggled with every movement and Roger couldn’t resist lowering his head to give her stiff, dark green nipples a lick every now and then. It didn’t take long before clear streamers of precum were sprayed over Frida’s soaked, contracting folds. Obviously, Roger was on the edge of another climax…and he wasn’t the only one. Frida’s hands covered her mouth again as a second orgasm tore through her small body, she actually soaked the front of Roger’s jersey this time as she squirted her pussy juice all over his stomach.


Clearly, all this teasing hadn’t been hellish for just Roger. Despite how in control she always seemed, Frida had been affected too! This realization only aroused Roger further. This time when Frida came down from her orgasm, his arms and his hips moved in tandem as he pounded his girlfriend’s snatch like a machine.


‘SloOoOw dOowN!’ Frida begged, voice rising and lowering in pitch. ‘I am…I’m still…SENSITIVE!’ She shrieked as orgasmic juices were flowing down her thighs as if a dam had burst.


‘No.’ Roger growled into one of her long ears, before nibbling on the tip of it.


Yet, despite denying her request Roger felt his beefy balls starting to clench. One could only fuck a hot, climaxing Goblin cunt for so long it seemed. With a deep, dark grunt he shoved Frida all the way down and breathed hotly in her ear as Roger dumped what felt like gallons of his hot jizz into her womb. Frida squealed, not even bothering to cover her mouth this time, as she felt her cunt getting stuffed. An obscene splattering sound came from her twitching muff as Roger’s excess cum ended up decorating her thighs instead, or the ground below, as it could no longer be contained by her poor pussy.


‘You…You are going to pay for that!’ Frida snarled, rubbing her swollen tummy. But there was no anger in her eyes as she looked up at Roger, only lust.


‘I can take it.’ Roger growled, his dick still erect and throbbing against the walls of Frida’s stuffed pussy.


‘I will not allow you to cum for a month next time!’ Frida threatened.


‘Then I better make the most of this!’ Roger growled, and he started to pull Frida back up again…


When the two of them finally finished, Frida’s slit was gaping and dripping jizz everywhere. Her thighs, her ass and especially her face and tits were caked with a vast amount of the stuff as well. Roger, meanwhile, was soaked with the Goblin’s orgasmic juices and they both reeked of sweat. That was the state they were in when they finally crawled out from underneath the bleachers. Fortunately, the school and the parking lot were deserted as they made their way to Roger’s car… 


THE END