[COM] Bastii's Boons

Kit and Biggun go to visit an old war buddy of theirs, Bastii. Apparently, she has something special to show the two of them. 

Commissioned by Dieselbrain.


Contains: Goblin, Orc, monstergirl, shortstack, breast expansion, cockgrowth, huge breasts, huge cock, excessive cum, titfuck, buttjob, handjob, women with penises.

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Bastii’s Boons


‘So, why did you think Bastii sent for us?’ Kit asked, curiously as she glanced at the woman walking next to her.


Biggun’s name fit her. She was tall for an Orc, taller than most of the men even. Even after Biggun and Kit stopped joining the wars and raids of the Iron-Tusk Tribe, Biggun kept in shape. Her shoulders were broad and her limbs thick with muscle, yet there was no missing the womanly curves of her shapely breasts and curvy behind.


‘Dunno.’ Biggun grunted in reply, turning her head to get a better look at Kit with her good eye, the right one was covered by the red bandana she used as an eyepatch.


‘Probably just to talk about the good old days?’ Kit asked with a grin as she looked up at the taller woman. ‘The spirits know we’ve offered to go out drinking multiple times.’


‘Bastii’s made it big, became the tribe’s medicine woman. Doesn’t leave her with a lot of free time.’ Biggun replied simply with a shrug of her big shoulders, the movement making the pale scars along her forest green arms dance.


‘I guess so.’ Kit grunted as she folded her hands behind her head and kept moving.


* * * *


It was kind of a trek to get to Bastii’s tent. Unlike the medicine men and women before her, Bastii had informed the Chief of the Iron-Tusk Tribe and its elders that it would be smarter if her tent was somewhat removed from the rest of the tribe as it would both lessen the chances of diseases spreading as well as reduce the risk of people getting sick due to fumes from her making her “experimental” medication.


Although she had received some pushback from the Chief and the elders regarding her decision, Bastii had been right in moving as infectious diseases spread far less rapidly. So no one could complain, much. They found Bastii’s tent atop a large hill overlooking the rest of the tribe. It was a bit of a hike, but being members of the Iron-Tusk Tribe it was like a walk in the park for the two Orcs. Even Kit, who was quite a bit thicker of build than her companion, made it easily. When they finally arrived at Bastii’s tent, the flap was immediately pushed aside and the small form of a Goblin appeared.


‘Biggun, Kit!’ The small green woman squealed happily as she tackled Kit’s legs, though she wasn’t one to be pushed over by a Goblin.’ How have you been? You’re both looking well.’ Bastii chattered.


‘Good.’ Was Biggun’s reply.


‘You’re looking…fatter.’ Was Kit’s.


‘This,’ Bustii hissed, as she patted her bulging robes. ‘Isn’t fat. I thought you of all people would know the difference.’ She added, nodding at Kit’s form.


It was true that Kit was on the chubby side, her behind was fuller than Biggun’s and she had plump limbs and a bit of a gut. But that wasn’t an all that unusual, Kit had always been thick of body with soft, rounded facial features. When last they saw Bustii, however, she was a skinny little Goblin dressed in leather straps that could barely qualify as armour chucking around poisons and explosives while covered in filth and gore.


Now though, Kit could barely recognize her. The Goblin’s entire torso seemed to bulge outwards in her bulky brown robes while strawberry blonde hair was kept in a neat ponytail. Her lips looked even softer, and more big bee-stung than before and were decorated with black lipstick. Fine jewelry they had taken in previous raids also decorated her body, a ruby stud pierced her left nostril and several gold rings hung from her large, bat-like ears.


‘Oh my, did you do all of that just for us?’ Kit teased, fondling one of the Goblin’s earrings.


‘This?’ Bastii mused, turning her head so Kit could see her jewelry better. ‘This is nothing. A woman in my position must simply look presentable. Not that you two know anything about that.’ And she looked pointedly at the two Orcs before her.


The left side of Biggun’s head was shaved, showing the nick in her left ear and a few other small scars while the hair on her right side mostly hung over the bandana that acted as an eyepatch. Black cloth was wrapped around her modest chest, and nothing else. Leaving her broad shoulders and flat, powerful stomach bare. Around her hips she wore a sort of leather skirt, similar to what Kit had seen some human warriors wear, only she had a big belt around it from which hung a nasty looking axe. Biggun wore little else, aside from some well-used boots and leather bracers around her thick forearms.


Kit, meanwhile, had both sides of her head shaven making her hair look like a horse’s mane. It ended in a braid, which Kit had woven a few beads into it. Her big brown eyes glimmered impishly as she struck a pose for Bastii, smiling broadly enough for her plump lips to pull away and reveal her small tusks. Like Biggun, she didn’t wear much. Leather armour that only covered her chest, shoulders and upper arms that she had dyed red. Her plump belly was out into the open and hung partially over the striped, dark orange fur of some strange jungle cat she had slain in the past. Now she used it like an improvised skirt. Sturdy sandals with straps that went up to her calves were on her feet while matching fingerless red gauntlets were on her hands. Strapped to her back were two curved short swords.


‘You never had a problem with how we looked before, if I remember correctly.’ Kit teased the Goblin.


‘Bastii,’ Biggun cut in before the two of them could continue their bickering. ‘What have you got for us?’


‘Ah yes, I knew you would be interested!’ Bastii said triumphantly as she turned to Biggun, only to be met with the big woman’s impassive stare. ‘Come into my tent!’


‘It better be interesting,’ Kit muttered as she followed Bastii into her tent. ‘If I find out she called us out to the middle of nowhere I’m going to give her a spanking.’


Biggun merely glanced out to the tents of the rest of the tribe in response to Kit’s words, still easily visible from the hill, and looked back at her partner. She only gave a wry little smile and shrugged. Biggun returned her shrug and joined Bastii and Kit into the Goblin medicine woman's tent.


The Goblin’s tent smelled of a dozen different herbs and chemicals, most of which were arranged on a series of mismatched desks and tables that the rest of the tribe hated to transport. It looked like a chaotic mess to Kit, but Bustii managed to navigate it with ease and grabbed two glass vials that had some rough, Goblinoid letters carved into them.


‘Here, drink these!’ Bustii exclaimed in excitement as she handed one vial to Kit and the other to Biggun.


‘Ah, now you’re talking! Drinking, just like old times!’ Kit said cheerfully. ‘Only, this doesn’t look or smell quite as appetizing as an ale…’ The Orc complained as she eyed the swirling white and yellow liquid in her vial.


‘Just drink it!’ Bastii hissed. ‘I promise the effects on you will be far greater than that of any ale.’


Biggun, meanwhile, simply glanced at the green-blue brew in her vial, shrugged, and gulped it all down. Kit and Bastii stopped their squabbling for a moment as they observed the big Orc, and then the Goblin crossed her arms across her bulging robes and simply watched Kit with a smug, expectant look on her face.


‘Argh! Fine, you win.’ Kit complained as she drank her brew as well, though far more hesitantly than her companion.


Yet, despite her hesitation, nothing seemed to happen. Kit glanced from the empty vial in her hand, to Biggun, to Bastii. But nothing had changed. Kit had just opened her mouth to direct another snarky remark at Bastii when Biggun released a pained groan and slowly sat down on a nearby stool. Biggun’s scarred green skin quickly acquired a sheen as sweat poured down her muscular form, even though the tent was relatively cool. Biggun fought to remove the cloth around her chest, freeing her modest, but nicely shaped, breasts. But it didn’t seem enough to cool her down.


‘Bastii, what’s going on?’ Kit asked, trying to keep concern from entering her voice.


‘Just keep watching!’ Bastii replied, dark eyes large and shining with curiosity as she looked intently at the big Orc’s crotch.


Kit followed the Goblin’s gaze, and swore that she saw something strange between Biggun’s thighs. At first, she thought it was just a shadow…but then it started to move. It took the smaller Orc a second to realize it, but it appeared a cock had grown between Biggun’s thighs. One that was still growing, too. Biggun groaned and moaned as the green pole shifted and grew larger, the small nipples capping her modest chest having grown hard with lust. When the big Orc’s newly formed shaft finally stopped growing, it was like she had a third leg sitting on the stool like that, and it wasn’t even erect yet!


‘Ah, wonderful!’ Bastii mused. ‘But then, I should’ve known anything that would grown on Biggun would be stupidly huge!’ The Goblin added as she shrugged out of her robes.


‘Where did those come from?!’ Kit asked in shock.


It turned out that Bastii’s robes hadn’t been bulging out because she had gotten fat. No, the formerly flat, skinny Goblin had gotten very, very busty. Enormous green globes, each the size of a watermelon, had sprouted from Bastii’s chest since Kit saw her last. They were each so heavy and soft that they nearly obscured her entire waist and were capped with thick, dark green nipples. Bastii merely smiled in response to Kit’s question and grabbed hold of her breasts, the abundant green titflesh spilling out from between her small fingers, as she tried, and failed, to lift the massive jugs to present them to the Orc.


‘You’ll find out soon enough, I think!’ Bastii teased, before returning her attention to Biggun whose new member slowly started to swell.


‘What do you-’ Kit began, but the rest of her sentence was cut off with a groan as she suddenly felt very hot. Her chest felt tight and the armour she wore felt uncomfortable.


Kit threw down the two blades on her back and began fiddling with the buckles and straps that kept her armour closed. She hissed in pain as the buckles started to dig into her skin, as if she’d suddenly gained some weight. When the red dyed armour fell to the ground, Kit glanced at her chest in surprise. While she was fairly flat chested before, her breasts were now each the size of a large apple…and they seemed to continue growing larger before her very eyes.


‘The very first of my successful experiments!’ Bastii chuckled, now on her knees before Biggun as she slowly jerked off the bigger Orc’s monstercock with both hands, though it still seemed to be in the process of growing erect. ‘I hope you enjoy it.’


It was perhaps obvious from the way in which Kit’s improvised fur skirt was lifting up, but she certainly was enjoying the experience of her growing breasts which were up to the size of grapefruits now. With one hand Kit fondled her breasts, while with the other she struggled to pull her skirt down. Bastii watched both of her Orc companions with a mixture of pride and enjoyment, her massive melons swaying as she continued to milk Biggun’s swelling prick.


‘Tits…’ Biggun suddenly growled after a long period of silence.


Bastii and Kit looked at their friend in confusion, but Biggun simply grasped Bastii’s enormous jugs in her large hands and lifted the Goblin up by the tits. It looked uncomfortable to Kit, but the small green woman merely moaned in pleasure at the rough treatment. With a grunt, Biggun pulled Bastii’s chest into her lap and wrapped the soft green orbs around her semi-erect monstercock. A low groan of pleasure passed Biggun’s lips as a dollop of thick, clear precum dropped from her cumslit.


‘Well, alright!’ Bastii chuckled, as her small hands joined Biggun’s big ones on her chest. ‘I’ve been wanting to put these puppies through their paces anyway.’


While Kit had been watching Bastii and Biggun, the tit she had been fondling threatened to escape from her grip. In the time she had been distracted, her breasts had each grown to be about the size of honeydew melons. She also realized she was still struggling to get out of her skirt, which she quickly resolved as she tossed the striped fur on the ground and instead wrapped one hand around her shaft. It wasn’t as huge as the one Biggun had just grown, but it was still a proper Orc cock. Besides, she had something that Biggun did not have, which was a pair of huge balls that were already producing excessive amounts of precum.


‘Always a joy…to see those!’ Bastii gasped breathily as she glanced at the fleshy sack between Kit’s plump thighs. It had only been a few seconds, but Biggun had alreadys started to put Bastii through her paces. Dragging her huge tits up and down along her pre-dripping shaft as she watched her companion’s tits grow.


By now, Kit’s breasts were as large as those of Bastii. But. They. Were. Still. Growing. The chubby Orc moaned and nibbled on her bottom lip as her prick twitched and jerked in her grip, covering her fingers in her thick, clear precum. When her chest finally stopped growing, they were easily the size of prize-winning pumpkins and partially covered her plump belly. Then, her nipples began to grow thicker and a little longer. At that, Kit moaned and fell to her knees. Her big balls tensing up before she sprayed white jizz all over the dirt floor as this final bit of growth was enough to make her orgasm.


‘Feels…great…doesn’t….it?’ Bastii asked, chest shining with Biggun’s clear precum. Clearly, the big Orc had enjoyed watching her partner’s chest swell.


‘More.’ Biggun suddenly said.


‘What?’ Bastii replied.


‘More!’ Was Biggun’s reply, as she pushed Bastii away.


The Goblin hit the dirt floor with a little squeak, her huge tits slapping back against her stomach as she fell. Lines of silvery precum that connected her cleavage to Biggun’s huge cock snapped and fell either to the floor, or rained down on the bodies of Biggun and Bastii.


‘What the hell, Biggun?’ Bastii snapped as she got to her feet and put her hands on her hips. Though she quickly deflated when Biggun rose to her full height in return.


‘You two,’ Biggun growled pointing to both Kit and Bastii. ‘Get over here.’ She ordered as she pulled off her skirt and sat back down.


Now that her member was completely erect, and no longer covered by the leather skirt, Bastii and Kit could see her monstrous cock in all its glory. Biggun’s dick was nearly as long as her forearm and about as thick as her wrist. Which meant that with how large Biggun was, even for an Orc, that it was quite a beast indeed. Bulging veins almost as thick around as the Orc’s fingers supplied the monster with blood and it was tipped with a cockhead the size of a clenched fist.


‘I wouldn’t be a proper Goblin if I couldn’t please a cock like that!’ Bastii replied excitedly, and she immediately hugged the right side of the massive shaft.


‘Well, I suppose it’s about time I return the favour,’ Kit mused as she dropped to her knees opposite of Bastii. ‘Though I’d say it’s not exactly fair with how much bigger I am.’ She added with an impish grin as she glanced at her Biggun’s chest.


‘Get. To. Work.’ Biggun growled, her monstercock twitching between the two pairs of massive green tits.


‘Suppose I can’t blame you for being impatient when you have such a great rack wrapped around your cock.’ Kit shrugged, as she wrapped her arms around her heavy, soft bust and began to slide them up and down.


‘Excuse me? Two great racks, thank you very much.’ Bastii added huffily as she matched the Orc’s movements.


Kit’s pumpkin-sized jugs were tightened around the top half of Biggun’s huge dick, pushing down on Bastii’s huge melons that were wrapped around the bottom of the bigger Orc’s member. With Kit’s weighty tits forcing the Goblin down whenever she moved, it was a bit awkward for the two green women to give Biggun a titfuck. But they eventually found their rhythm and because of this an inch of the big Orc’s monstercock barely left the soft, cavernous cleavages of her partners.


‘So? What do the two of you think of those drinks I gave you now? Far better than any ale, no?’ Bastii asked, her face partially obscured by Kit’s huge knockers.


‘Definitely! I can get used to these.’ Kit growled as she lifted and dropped her tits, giving her sensitive nipples a little pinch as she went.


Biggun’s only answer was a grunt, but it was clear to both of the women smothering her prick between their tits that she was enjoying her new member. Mainly due to the fact that Biggun’s huge pole gave a powerful throb and discharged a huge amount of hot, sticky precum into Kit’s cavernous cleavage, which quickly slid down to also coat the breasts of Bastii. Both the Goblin and the smaller Orc glanced past their impressive busts to look to another, and shared a cheeky little smile with each other as they began to move faster.


More grunts passed Biggun’s lips, and although her expression didn’t change both Bastii and Kit became aware of the sound of cracking knuckles as the big Orc clenched her fists tightly. But that wasn’t all, Kit could feel her tits growing warmer and more sticky as time went on. By this point, Biggun’s dick seemed to be dripping precum like a broken tap dripped water. Not that she or Bastii cared, the extra lubrication only made their dual titfuck easier. However, it didn’t seem to be enough for Biggun.


Kit felt one large hand on her shoulder while Bastii felt one on her head. Curious, the both of them stopped moving for a moment. Biggun took that as an opportunity as she lifted her ass from the stool and began to move her hips, roughly fucking the cavernous cleavages of her companions. A slick slapping sound came from the underside of Bastii’s huge bust as Biggun’s pre-leaking shaft pounded its way in and out from between the two sets of tits, Biggun’s crotch hitting the Goblin’s tits every time.


‘D-don’t think I’ve ever seen you this excited outside of combat, Biggun!’ Kit moaned as the bigger Orc’s fingers dug into her shoulder.


But Biggun didn’t respond. Not even with a grunt. Her singular eye was completely focused on Kit’s shaking tits as she continued to work her hips like a piston. She didn’t seem to hear Kit, or the sounds of ropes of her precum spilling down Bastii’s cleavage where it rained down on the legs of her partners and the dirt floor. Kit’s eyes widened when, after a few more seconds of this mad titfuck, strings of precum flew from the top of her cleavage and splattered against her chin. But before she got the chance to express her amazement, Biggun suddenly stopped.


‘Cumming!’ The big Orc growled darkly.


Hot, white sprays of Biggun’s cum jumped from Kit’s cleavage at the top, and splattered loudly on the ground from Bastii’s cleavage at the bottom. It had the consistency of oatmeal, it was so thick. Strands of it hit Kit’s face, joining the precum there in hanging from her chin, and fell on the top of her tits as well. Some of it even managed to end up in Bastii’s hair. When the violent orgasm finally ended, Biggun fell back on the stool and released Kit’s shoulder and Basti’s head, accidently pushing the two away in the process.


‘Amazing…’ Biggun groaned, semi-erect shaft hanging over one muscular thigh.


A latticework of thick jizz had formed between the impressive jugs of both Bastii and Kitt after Biggun had sprayed her load between them. Most of the ropes connecting the Orc and Goblin to each other had snapped when Biggun had pushed them away, but enough strands still hung between their own tits, resembling something akin to some very lewd jewelry. Bastii scooped up one of the ropes with some effort, covering her small hand in the white gunk, and stuck it in her mouth.


‘Hm…I’d say!’ The Goblin replied as she sucked finger after finger clean. ‘I think it might almost be as thick as one of your loads, Kit.’


‘Hah, I doubt it!’ Kit replied, fondling her big balls proudly. ‘Your potions might be good, but they can’t beat nature!’


‘Oh yeah? Wanna go next and prove it to me if you’re so sure?’ Bastii asked, presenting her huge, cum-splattered tits to the smaller Orc.


Never one to pass up a challenge, especially one where it seemed that she’d win even if she lost, Kit simply nodded. ‘Bring it on.’


With a confident little smile, Bastii approached Kit. Leaving behind a small puddle of jizz in the spot she was before. Once she stood before the Orc, her face level with the pre-dripping crown of Kit’s cock, she gave said cock a little kiss before she stood up on her toes and smothered both the Orc’s fat cock and big balls in her cum-dripping cleavage. Kit gave a little grunt and grabbed the smaller woman underneath her armpits, to keep her from falling, and to show her gratitude Bastii began to work her tits up and down. Quickly too, thanks to the lubrication that was still there.


‘Spirits, that feels good…’ Kit moaned as she felt her cock and balls being smothered by Bastii’s soft green titflesh.


‘Well, I’ve had a lot more time to practice. Of course I’m better than you.’ Bastii replied smugly.


‘Shut up, or I’ll drop you.’ Kit growled. Unfortunately, the threat lost its effect when a hot rope of precum bursted from Bastii’s cleavage and hit the Goblin in the face.


‘No, I don’t think you will!’ Bastii then teased in a sing-song voice as she continued rubbing her tits over the Orc’s cock.


Kit wasn’t exactly in the position to deny that, especially not now that Bastii set upon trying to milk more precum from her poor, throbbing balls. Lifting first one melon-sized orb and then the other as she smushed them around her genitals, but never letting even so much as an inch escape. Before Kit knew it the underside of Bastii’s tits looked like a dripstone cave with all the strands of her precum and Biggun’s cum having formed there. Still, the Orc had managed not to orgasm. That was when she felt a presence behind her.


‘Well, look who’s recovered!’ Bastii mused as she looked behind Kit.


Biggun simply grunted in reply as she grabbed Kit’s shoulders and planted her monstrous shaft between the other Orc’s meaty asscheeks. With another grunt, Biggun started to move, sliding her monstercock up and down between Kit’s buttocks. All while Bastii resumed mercilessly titfucking the smaller Orc’s dick and balls. Kit’s body trembled between her two friends while more and more precum poured from her throbbing shaft. Behind her, she could also feel the trickle of something hot and sticky pouring between her asscheeks, clearly Biggun was enjoying herself as well.


‘Bastii…Stop!’ Kit gasped, as she felt herself getting close.


‘Oh, spirits no!’ Bastii hissed back, and she sped up.


It was all too much, Bastii’s warm, soft and very slippery cleavage. Biggun’s hot, throbbing cock working itself back and forth between her asscheeks, drooling precum all the way. Kit couldn’t hold back. With a scream of delight the rest of the tribe could probably hear, she orgasmed. Bastii kept her tits pressed tight around the smaller Orc’s genitals, but it wasn’t enough. Kit’s shaft swelled up to be nearly as thick around as that of Biggun and her seed sprayed from her cumslit with such force that Bastii lost her grip. 


Thick strands of cum, nearly as thick as a finger, splattered against the Goblin’s face. Painting it white. What didn’t land on her face, bombarded her already cum-splattered chest. By the time Kit’s orgasm was over, Bastii resembled a candle. Jizz was in her hair, on her face, hung from her ears like those fancy rings. Not only that, it had all dripped down so much that practically only her calves and feet didn’t have a strand of semen on them.


‘Well,’ Kit began drily. ‘Kind of hard to tell the difference between what’s mine and what’s Biggun’s now.’


‘I…’ Bastii sputtered. ‘...might have a solution.’


Kit and Biggun watched the Goblin waddle of, leaving a trail of semen in her wake. When she returned, Bastii was carrying two buckets and was, somehow, completely clean.


‘How did you get cleaned up so fast?’ Kit asked.


‘A lady never reveals her secrets,’ Bastii mused smugly as she placed one bucket before Kit. ‘Now, Biggun, stop playing with Kit and get over here!’ She ordered.


‘Fine.’ Biggun snapped back as she, reluctantly, pulled herself away from her partner’s big, soft buttcheeks.


Biggun stood opposite of Kit and Bastii set a bucket before her as well. Then, seeing as everything was in place, she stood on her toes and grasped Biggun’s shaft in one hand and Kit’s in the other. A little mewl escaped her plush black lips when she seemed to realize that her small hands could completely encircle either one of the Orcs’ cocks. But she made it work, jerking them off slowly but surely and angling both fat cockheads down towards the buckets as she did so.


‘You really need buckets for this?’ Kit asked, still slightly out of breath from her previous orgasm.


‘No…’ Bastii replied. ‘But where’s your sense of competition? Unless…you don’t think you can fill your bucket after you just hosed me down?’


‘That? That was nothing!’ Kit growled, crossing her arms underneath her huge, heavy rack. ‘I can fill this thing easy. Faster than Biggun, I bet.’ She added smugly, and her partner merely showed her tusks in response.


‘Good, that’s what I thought!’ Bastii replied chipperly, before bending over and giving Kit’s cockhead a little kiss. Her massive, low-hanging melons nearly ended up reaching the bucket as she did so.


A black lipstick mark was left behind when the Goblin pulled her head away, and any exhaustion Kit might’ve felt faded away. In fact, her prick felt stiffer than ever between Bastii’s small, slender fingers. Bastii merely flashed her a knowing smile, before she moved to press her full lips against Biggun’s shaft. Due to its monstrous size, she didn’t have to bend over the bigger Orc’s bucket like she had with Kit. Yet, Biggun’s reaction appeared to be exactly the same as that of her partner.


Within moments, the sound of precum landing into wooden buckets resounded through Bastii’s tent. It sounded abnormally loud to Kit’s ears, even when compared to the loud grunts and groans that she and Biggun produced. There had to have been something in that lipstick. Kit thought as she glanced at the black mark left behind on both her own dick and that of Biggun. Yet, even knowing this, it did not matter. Her balls trembled in her sack and pulsed powerfully against her strong, plump thighs as they produced rope after sticky rope of precum. Biggun, too, seemed to be producing precum at an alarming rate. And whenever Bastii thought their dicks were drooling too little, she would bend over and give them each another kiss.


Kit didn’t know how long she and Biggun had stood there like that, being milked by Bastii’s talented little green hands, but the bottom of each of their buckets had already been filled with their precum. Four black lipstick marks decorated Kit’s cock now, Biggun had six. Each of them were sweating just as much as they had when they had grown their new tits and cock respectively. Maybe she was just imagininging things, but Kit figured she and Biggun should’ve cum a long time ago.


‘Hm…I think this should just about do it.’ Bastii muttered to herself. ‘Cum!’ She then ordered, and the lipstick marks along Kit’s dick seemed to warm up.


Not even Biggun could keep from screaming in pleasure this time, although it was almost drowned out by the sound of semen noisily splattering into buckets. Bastii watched both of the Orc’s with a mysterious little smile as the buckets before them slowly got fuller and fuller, a lot of it was shot on the dirt floor as well or over her hands as she continued to milk the two shafts she was holding. But when the climaxes of her friends were finally over, Biggun’s bucket was filled to the brim and Kit’s was overflowing.


Both of the Orcs looked to her, and then to the buckets. Bastii simply stuck first the cumcoated digits of her right hand in her mouth, and then those of her left hand. Loudly sucking them clean as she looked at her exhausted friends.


‘When it comes to the amount, I’d say it’s pretty obvious that Kit’s the winner.’ Bastii revealed after a few seconds, and Kit cheered loudly. ‘As for viscosity…’ The Goblin muttered, as she dipped a hand into each bucket and proceeded to suck them clean again. ‘I think it’s a tie.’


‘Bah, that’s only because I already came twice today.’ Kit snorted.


‘Once for me.’ Biggun grunted.


‘Well, I wouldn’t complain when you want a rematch. But it would have to be some other time, I think I’m going to be busy for a while.’ Bastii giggled impishly as she picked the buckets up, nearly toppling over in the process.


‘Yeah, you’re on!’ Kit told Biggun with a fierce grin, but the bigger Orc was distracted by Bastii.


‘What are you going to do with those?’ She asked, as The Goblin struggled to put the cum-filled buckets away.


‘Don’t worry about it.’ Bastii replied with a mysterious little smile, before adding. ‘You two should probably return to the rest of the tribe, it’s getting dark.’


‘It’s been that long?’ Kit asked as she and Biggun looked outside and saw the sun going down. When they looked back inside, Bastii was gone.


‘Why do I get the feeling we were just used?’ Kit muttered to herself.


‘Least we got something out of it.’ Biggun replied as she wrapped her chest back up and put her skirt back on. Not that it mattered, as her cock was still clearly visible.


‘Suppose so,’ Kit nodded. ‘Guess that means I should be looking forward to our “rematch”, huh?’ The smaller Orc added as she put her improvised skirt back on, she didn’t even have to try and put it on to realize that the armour was a lost cause.


Biggun simply nodded, and the two Orcs left Bastii’s tent. Equal parts concerned and curious to find what the Goblin would do next…


THE END