goblin

AI art "Trixxie 1/2"
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Trixxie 1/2

zuzul
AI art 'Goblins enjoying Frieren' with user description 'Well to be honest with you guys if i were one of those goblins i would have taken some too 🙄​'
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Goblins enjoying Frieren

herlin
AI art "Trixxie 2/2"
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Trixxie 2/2

zuzul
AI art "Town favourite's new relationship"
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Town favourite's new relationship

zesoul
AI art 'Cosplay Event' with user description 'The glow of the computer monitor reflected in Marin’s energetic eyes as she scrolled through various fabrication forums. She was looking for inspiration for her next big project when a notification pinged—an encrypted, slightly glitchy email with the subject line: **"The Hidden Citadel: A Legend of Orcs and Captives."** It looked like a high-budget, underground immersive event featuring a "shady" medieval RPG theme. The aesthetic was gritty—Orcs, warriors, and ladies in distress. Marin, being a lover of all things niche and hyper-realistic, didn't hesitate. She glanced at the date and location—an old, repurposed warehouse on the outskirts of the city—and hit "Confirm." She was so excited about the opportunity to see high-level creature makeup that she skimmed right over the fine print. Had she slowed down, she would have seen the clause stating that all "female protagonists" were required to adhere to the "Service and Submission" protocol of the Orcish Horde. On the day of the event, Marin arrived dressed in a breathtakingly detailed Princess Peach cosplay. At the entrance, a man in a dark robe handed her a thick stack of papers. "Sign the participation waiver, Princess," he muttered. "Failure to complete the main event results in a permanent blacklist from all major regional cosplay circuits." Assuming it was a standard safety waiver, Marin signed her name with a flourish and stepped through the heavy steel doors. The air inside was thick with the scent of musk, latex, and heavy fog. Standing before her was a mountain of men—at least twenty—all in "perfect" Orc cosplay. These were classic, grotesque monsters: sagging, green-tinted skin, tusks, and massive, protruding bellies. But the detail that made Marin freeze was the "costume" choice. Every single one of them was exposed, their massive members out in the open, looming large and imposing. Initially, Marin’s shock turned into a fit of giggles. "The commitment to the trope is insane!" she laughed, taking selfies while the Orcs watched her with heavy, unblinking eyes. Suddenly, a horn blasted. The atmosphere snapped. The Orcs’ posture changed; the casual "cosplayer" vibe vanished. The grey Orc grabbed Marin’s arm, and another reached out, giving a violent tug to her pink dress. The sound of tearing satin echoed in the hall. "Wait! Stop! My dress!" Marin screamed, her face paling. "This is too far! Stop it!" Instantly, the men froze. The aggressive energy vanished. The grey Orc let go of her arm and stepped back, looking genuinely concerned. He pulled the contract from a nearby table and ripped it into shreds. "We're sorry," he said, his voice no longer a guttural growl but the soft tone of a nervous hobbyist. "We thought you knew. The email, the contract... it was all part of the 'Dark RPG' theme. We thought you were here for that. We're not rapists, Marin. If you didn't know, you shouldn't be here. You can leave right now. No blacklist, no trouble." Marin stood there, clutching the torn fabric of her dress. The door was open. She was free to go. But as she turned to leave, a dark, intrusive thought entered her mind. She looked back at the twenty massive, grotesque "monsters." She thought about her love for extreme realism, for pushing boundaries, and a strange, primal curiosity took hold. She wanted to know if she, as a woman, could actually handle the fantasy she so often admired from a distance. She turned back around, her eyes welling with tears of pure nerves. "Wait," she whispered. Her voice trembled, and she was visibly afraid, but her resolve was there. "I... I want to stay. Everyone here... you can use me. I'm scared, but I want to see if I can take you." The Orcs exchanged glances, and then, with her explicit consent, the main event truly began. They were no longer monsters, but they stayed in character at her request. As the first man approached, Marin was crying from the sheer intensity of the fear and the physical scale of him. But as they began to fuck her, the tears stopped. The fear was replaced by a surging, overwhelming wave of pleasure that she had never experienced. The three-hour marathon was brutal and relentless. Marin served as the "slave" to all twenty men, her body being pushed to its absolute limits. Instead of sobbing, the warehouse was soon filled with her rhythmic, ecstatic moans. She found herself arching into the rough, green skin of the cosplayers, her mind completely lost to the sensation. She climaxed four times, her vision blurring as she was passed from one "Orc" to the next. When the timer finally buzzed, Marin lay on the floor amidst the wreckage of her pink satin, her skin flushed and her hair a tangled mess. She felt exhausted, sore, and strangely fulfilled. She looked up at the grey Orc as she gathered her things. "Hey," she croaked, a dazed smile on her face. "Make sure you text me for next year. I'll be ready."'
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Cosplay Event

blackhairedstudent
AI art 'Nixi and the sweetness of the magicians. part ? maybe...' with user description 'It occurred to me that it would be good to create a character of each different race, like: orcs, elves, fairy, etc. And to make a story for the most supported ones as was the case with Nixi. And to bring them together in the same world, as is the case with Miler.'
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Nixi and the sweetness of the magicians. part ? maybe...

dreamwalker
AI art "Update on her living situation"
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Update on her living situation

zesoul
AI art 'Goblins destroying Frieren upside-down' with user description 'I swear this is the last one ahah Check my profile for the others <3 Let me know if you enjoy this Frieren compilation with a comment 😍​'
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Goblins destroying Frieren upside-down

herlin
AI art 'Frieren Lost' with user description 'The subterranean silence of the Great Orc Chasm was a heavy, suffocating thing. For four long years, Frieren had wandered through its crystalline arteries, a lone speck of silver in the deep dark. It had been shortly after the victory against the Demon King—a time when she should have been wandering the world in peace—but this geological trap had claimed her. The stones here were ancient and malevolent, possessing a unique property that repelled mana. Her spells, the very language of her soul, were rendered silent. Without her magic to blast through the walls or find the ley lines of the surface, she was just a small girl lost in the belly of the world. On her first day, the Orc Chieftain had stood before her, his voice a low tremor in the stone. "The exit to the surface is a sacred threshold, Elf. It opens only for those who give themselves to the mountain's guardians. Serve my people sexually, and the gate is yours." Frieren had looked at him with her usual detached, almost bored expression. To an elf, time was a boundless ocean. "I'll find my own way," she had replied. The following years were a test of elven patience. She explored every inch of the gargantuan cavern system. Her journey was not without its spoils; she discovered lost troves of ancient gold and various magical trinkets that had been swallowed by the earth eons ago. She found mirrors that reflected the past and rings that hummed with dead languages. The orcs were curiously civil throughout her stay; they never laid a finger on her, respecting her refusal with a stoic, almost friendly hospitality. They shared their food and hearth, treating her like a permanent fixture of their subterranean society. But even for Frieren, four years of darkness began to grate. She thought of Himmel—how quickly his human life would pass while she was down here playing hide-and-seek with a mountain. She realized that every year spent in these caves was a year of his fleeting life she would never see. The thought of emerging to find him an old man—or worse—was the catalyst that finally moved her. She approached the Chieftain in the heart of the torch-lit village. "Is the offer from the first day still true?" she asked, her voice echoing off the magic-killing stone. "It is," the Chieftain rumbled, standing from his throne. "The toll must be paid in full." "Then I agree," Frieren said, her eyes fixed on the ceiling where the sun should be. "I have stayed here long enough, but i have a request.. the will only use my ass, e dont want to have orc babies." The ritual that followed was a monumental display of endurance. The entire village—every able-bodied male in the tribe—gathered in the Great Hall. Frieren, the legendary mage who had helped slay the Demon King, now offered herself as the ultimate anal toll. The encounter was a overwhelming sea of physical sensation. She was surrounded by the heat of the horde, her small, pale body becoming the center of a relentless, communal celebration of the flesh. One by one, the orcs stepped forward to claim their portion of the elven blessing. They were massive and primal, their strength a stark contrast to the delicate girl they shared. For a day and a night, the hall was filled with the rhythmic slapping of skin and the guttural grunts of the warriors. Frieren was taken repeatedly, her senses drowned in the musk and the sheer scale of the gangbang. She was filled to the brim by the chieftain, his lieutenants, and the common laborers, her body serving as a vessel for the entire tribe’s collective seed. Despite the intensity, the orcs remained oddly disciplined, each taking his turn with a focused, reverent lust. When the final warrior finished, leaving her slick and trembling on the stone, the Chieftain stood and moved his throne. Behind it lay the hidden tunnel, the air smelling of the fresh, distant surface. She had paid the price, and the sky was waiting.'
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Frieren Lost

blackhairedstudent
AI art 'Goblins love Frieren' with user description 'Here you go, first comp with Frieren and her goblins <3 Let me know if you enjoy this, third one coming soon <3 Check my profile for more!'
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Goblins love Frieren

herlin
AI art 'The guild leader is a MILF'
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The guild leader is a MILF

tonygmanch
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Tanpa Tajuk

ssdfff
AI art 'Frieren love Goblins' with user description 'Hi guys :D Today i'm feeling Frieren so here you go a preview, Other posts coming soon today i'm feeling good ahah đŸ€© Check my profile for more! <3'

Frieren love Goblins

herlin
AI art "Welcoming orcs to the show"
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Welcoming orcs to the show

wasabikuzu
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Tanpa Tajuk

traders
AI art "Asuka deepthroat"
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Asuka deepthroat

gigglestick23
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Tanpa Tajuk

aitigrex
AI art "No longer the village favourite"
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No longer the village favourite

zesoul
Dark Magician Girl and Goblin

Dark Magician Girl and Goblin

changx
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Tanpa Tajuk

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