Home for Horny Monsters Ch. 003

Tink followed Mike out, and they navigated the labyrinth of books until they got to the back door. The sun was past the roof of the house now, meaning it was at least four in the afternoon. In the sun's light, Tink's skin took on a pretty hue beneath all the grime, and he could now see the giant, single areola that surrounded her double nipples. Dark green pubes hid her crotch from view.

Seeing where his eyes were looking, Tink became suddenly bashful. She held the toolbox up, covering her crotch with it.

"Get Tink's dress," she said, her yellow eyes looking away from him. Mike left her behind, running up the stairs to retrieve a spare t-shirt from his bag. Today had destroyed a significant chunk of his wardrobe. He needed to go shopping soon.

Mike grabbed a simple black t-shirt from his bag. He didn't bother putting a new shirt on-his new scrapes and cuts were still clotting. Staring in the mirror, he just shook his head. It looked like he had fallen through a plate glass window. The bite marks on his shoulder, however, had already clotted up. He really hoped that goblin bites weren't poisonous.

When he got outside, Tink was squatting, naked, inside the fountain. He was handing her his shirt when he watched a spoonful of cum dribble free from her pussy.

"This nice." Tink inspected the material before slipping it over her head. The sleeves were a little too wide, but the length was perfect. It covered Tink down to her knees. Mike joined her in the fountain, and the two of them started by scraping the mud and grime from the bottom, scooping it over the side into the bucket that he had brought home. The center of the fountain was a simple marble monolith with a single basin that would overflow into the giant basin below.

Scraping up the muck and grime, Mike couldn't help but sneak glances at Tink. Her tiny body was lean and sexy in a different way than Naia's had been. However, in the light of day, it was obvious that Tink was in need of a bath, and Mike hoped that Naia would be willing to share her tub.

"How long have you been hiding in the garage, Tink?" Mike asked.

"Tink there for-" Tink put a clawed finger to her lips, deep in thought. "Hm. Tink not sure. Tink remember big sleep, wake up yesterday." She shrugged.

"Do you remember Emily?"

Tink nodded. "Human lady. No need to fight. She let Tink live in garage."

"Wait. You didn't have to fight her, but you fought with me?"

"Is goblin way. Males too aggressive, always take, never give. All males fight."

"Well, you need to remember that I'm not a goblin Tink. Do you think you can do that for me?" Tink stopped what she was doing, casting a soulful look in Mike's direction. Several seconds passed.

"Tink remember." A sly grin crossed her face as she traced a line down Mike's thigh. "Mike much bigger than a goblin."

"Oh, well, thank's Tink."

"Not much of a biter, though." Tink stuck her hand into a crevasse, twisting her hands and pulling free a long trail of rocky sludge. It was almost a foot long, and Mike could hear stone scraping on stone as it slid free. Tink tossed the sludge over the edge of the fountain, and Mike heard the sounds of water rushing up from beneath the earth.

"We did it, Tink!" Mike high fived Tink, grabbing her around the waist. He picked her up and they jumped out of the fountain, escaping the icy cold water as it filled the basin. Tiny bubbles of energy formed, fluttering around the fountain like butterflies, and Naia surfaced, wearing a simple cloth dress over her body.

"Gods, it's so good to be outside," Naia said, eyes closed and arms wide. She took a deep breath of fresh air, opening her eyes to survey her fountain. "Let's work out some kinks, shall we?"

Naia snapped her fingers, and the stone monolith shook, blasting dirt and mud free. Water rolled down its sides, filling the middle basin with fresh spring water. The remaining dirt and mud was caught in tiny tide pools, which spun them into a surface froth that was unceremoniously dumped over the side onto the concrete slab beneath the fountain.

"Oh, it's like having the feeling come back to your legs after they fall asleep. Thank you so much Mike!" Naia turned to blow Mike a kiss, but froze when she saw Tink standing behind him. "Tink? Is that you?"

"Naia!" Tink scrambled onto the rim of the fountain, standing eye to breast with Naia. Naia gave the goblin a tight hug.

"You know Tink?" Mike asked.

"Of course I do. She is in charge of keeping the house in working order. Goblins are typically quite dumb, but Tink is somehow brighter than most humans, though she may not sound like it." Naia gave Tink an affectionate pat on the head. "I remember that she was one of the last monsters collected, still just a child when she came here. She stayed mostly in the garage, though. Her people have a weird thing about housing."

"Yeah. I ran into that. Apparently she's officially my goblin wife." Mike winced inwardly, waiting for the emotional fallout.

"Tink, is this true?" Naia asked, kneeling down in the water so the two were face to face.

"We fight," Tink declared. "Mike win goblin wife."

"I'm so happy for you!" Naia and Tink embraced again, causing Mike to shake his head. He was having one hell of a weird day.

"This doesn't bother you?" Mike asked.

"Of course not, silly. I have a part of your soul, remember? You don't realize this, but in a way, this is the nicest thing you could do for her." Naia patted Tink's head affectionately. "Her kind doesn't care for goblins like her. She's very smart, which is bad enough if you're a goblin female, but she is also very ugly for her kind."

"Ugly?" Mike didn't think so, though his definition of beauty was currently in a rapid tailspin.

Naia nodded. "Goblins are a weird bunch. Trust me, you would have had no reason to make a wife of any normal goblin." Naia's nose crinkled. "Tink, you stink."

"Tink hungry too," the goblin announced, holding her stomach. "Just finish big sleep."

"What's the big sleep?" Mike asked.

"Between owners, the house has a way of hiding its denizens. I stay conscious the whole time, but the fear was that if a long enough period of time passed, some of the monsters would lose their shit and wander out into the world, lonely and looking for company. So they sleep, but I'm guessing that they are starting to wake up now that you are here." Naia flipped her wet hair out of the way. "Tink, can I talk to Mike for a minute?"

Tink nodded. "I put away tools." She quickly gathered the cleaning supplies and vanished into the garage.

"You fucked her, didn't you?" Naia asked. Mike gulped. This was the fallout he was expecting.

"If I didn't, she thought she had to leave. I couldn't do that to her." Mike explained.

"It was more than that," Naia grinned, stroking Mike's chin. "You fucked her, and you liked it." Her hand found his cock through his shorts.

"Unexpectedly, yes. I did. It was weird, but kind of hot."

"Goblin's have weird ways of looking at marriage. As it is, you could order her to march into a fire, and she would do it because you are her husband. I'm telling you this so that you know how you should be treating her, despite her willingness to please you. Prove to me that you can handle this by treating her well, because it would break my heart to discover that you can't."

"What about us?" Mike asked.

"There will always be time for us. Goblins are polygamous. I could let you fuck me while she watched, and she would just be happy to be in the room." Naia laughed. "Not that I would ever treat her that way. I think of her very much like a little sister. You should get her some food, and then have her take a bath. I promise you that you'll find something underneath all that dirt and grime that you will like." Naia winked.

"What will you be doing?" Mike asked.

"I'll be out here, no worries. Take some time just the two of you." Naia slid her hand across the bite mark on Mike's shoulder. "She's marked you, you know? Now that she's tasted your blood, she can find you anywhere."

"Goblin bites aren't poisonous, right?" Mike lowered his voice in case Tink came back.

"You would know by now if they were," she whispered back, giving him a kiss on the nose. Tink emerged from the garage, her hands now empty.

"I'm going to fix us some lunch," Mike announced, and Tink was immediately by his side. "And then I'm going to wash up. Care to join me?"

"Tink come too." Mike held the door for her and she pinched his ass as she walked by. Mike turned to Naia, but the nymph was already floating on her back, staring up into the clouds.

-

Mike took Tink inside, where he heated up what was left of the pizza for both of them to eat. She sat across from him, gobbling down the pizza in huge bites while he got on Amazon to order a few things. He was lucky in that he was in a city with Prime Now, and he made a few purchases that he thought would come in handy, staring at Tink the whole time. Now that they were inside, he realized just how bad she smelled, but didn't want to hurt her feelings.

Tink followed him upstairs, where the bath had already filled itself with hot water. Mike smiled at the silver brush that had been left on the rim of the tub by the soap and shampoo. Tink stripped off her shirt, and Mike helped her into the bath.

It started innocent enough-Mike stripped off his bandages and joined her, and the two of them took turns cleaning each other. Mike used a rag to wash the dirt and grime off of Tink, discovering that her dark green skin was actually the bright green of a healthy lawn. He scrubbed her back, marveling at the prominent ridges along her spine, making him think of her as a tiny dragon instead.

"Tink's turn." Tink gently washed his around his wounds, taking particular care near the bite mark on his shoulder, which was now just a series of small scabs. She scrubbed him slowly

Her hair was the worst. Mike had Tink dunk her head, dirt and grime turning the water brown. He drained the tub and refilled it twice, helping her shampoo her long, dirty strands of hair. Once her hair was clean, he discovered that her hair was a dark auburn, with alternating streaks of red and brown throughout. While he had been willing to fuck her in the dark, the emerald creature in his tub was looking more and more feminine with every layer of dirt they scrubbed off.

Tink sat in front of him, her head and shoulders above the water. Mike realized that her back was now clean, but he was having a tough time taking his hands off of her. Tink sighed, scooting back against him, her fingers lightly tracing shapes on his thighs. Mike slid his hands across the top of her shoulders, then down across her chest. His fingers squeezed her breasts as one of her hands circled his cock.

He pulled Tink up onto one leg, using it as a booster seat. With her wet hair pulled to one side, she reminded him of that green girl from Guardians of the Galaxy, albeit much smaller. She growled affectionately at him, and he slid his hand down her thigh and into the dark patch of hair between her legs.

"No biting this time," he warned her, tracing circles around her crotch.

"No bites," Tink promised, her pink tongue circling her thin lips. She ran her tongue up the side of his neck, tickling at his ear. Mike circled her pussy a few times, puzzled at the shape of it. She had a double set of labia, the inner set puffy and engorged. He ran his fingers over them slowly, enjoying how the folds squeezed at his fingers. Tink shivered in the warm water, her tail splashing the surface.

While Tink was enjoying herself, Mike was having difficulty finding what he was looking for. Determined, he searched her folds for any trace of a fleshy nub, hoping that his theory about goblin anatomy would prove correct. After a minute of this, he decided to explore something else, pulling her leg wide and pushing a finger inside of her.

Tink let out a growl, and Mike was surprised to feel not one, but two semi hard lumps just inside her pussy. He hooked his finger, tracing figure eights around them, and Tink gyrated her hips in rhythm with his movements. It was no wonder that he had trouble fitting earlier-he could barely bend his finger once inside her, and her pussy was already squeezing his finger so tight it was uncomfortable.

Mike grabbed Tink by one of her horns, tilting her head sideways so that he could kiss her neck. Tink was stroking Mike's shaft with one hand while pinching her own double-nipple with the other, her claws squeezing hard enough that Mike was worried that she would hurt herself.

"This time, Mike fit," Tink declared, leaving Mike to pull the plug. The tub drained until the water level was below their hips. Mike held onto Tink's horns as she went down on him, her long tongue wrapping around his dick, leaving behind a trail of slime that made his dick tingle. While her teeth made him nervous, her big mouth was big enough that not only did she take his cock all the way to the back, but his balls as well. Mike held tightly to her horns and moved his dick even faster, shuddering at the smooth feeling of her tongue on the base of his cock. Every time she took the entire length of him, she swallowed, her throat squeezing the head of his dick.

"Tink, that feels amazing." Mike told her. She let out a growl of pleasure, and Mike began pumping her face. Tink fingered herself while pinching her breast, and Mike was all-out face fucking her, causing her to moan every time he bottomed out in her throat.

"Fuck," he muttered, feeling the pressure build. Tink wrapped her tongue around his balls, staving off his orgasm. She opened her mouth wide, and Mike realized that he was so far down her throat that the head of his dick was still stuck in place. Tink swallowed several times, squeezing him. Her wide, innocent eyes looked up at him lovingly, but her long tongue squeezed even harder, trapping his orgasm. She slapped at his hands, and he let go of her horns. Pulling her head back, Mike popped out of the back of her throat.

"Not yet," she chastised him, scooting her hips forward. Mike lifted her by the hips, setting her down on his cock. Her tail swished back and forth, and Mike almost came at the sheer heat of her tight walls. Tink growled at him, trying to force herself down the length of his cock again.

"Tink, it's okay," Mike told her, but she was having none of it. She turned around, facing away from him. Her ass was like a giant peach from this position, a heart shaped fruit ripe for the plucking. Tink grunted in frustration again, trying to force Mike's length all the way into her body.

"This time, Mike fit," she growled, slamming into him with long thrusts. She always came up a couple inches short.

"Tink, I'm going to come soon," Mike informed her. The pool of water left behind in the tub bubbled, sending tiny spheres of water into the air.

"Not if I can help it," Naia said, a hand made of water wrapping around the base of his cock, once again cutting off his orgasm. She emerged from the water, her dress plastered against her body. Tink was panting, fighting off an orgasm of her own.

"Naia!" Mike said, shocked to see her. Naia snapped her fingers, the dress on her body vanishing. She put both hands on Tink's shoulders and gave her a hard push. Mike moaned, his balls aching as he slid in almost half an inch more.

"That's right, lover." Naia gave Tink another push, but she simply couldn't go any further. "Is it really that important that he fit inside of you?" Naia asked Tink.

Tink nodded, unable to speak.

"Then there's only one choice." Naia pulled Tink off of Mike's cock, maneuvering her onto her hands and knees. Mike's cock was covered in Tink's creamy fluids, his dick covered in his own precum also. Leaning over Tink's body, Naia grabbed her tail and lifted it. Mike was treated to the vision of Tink's puckered asshole, dark green and coated in her juices. "I can guarantee that he will fit in here."

Mike felt a sudden surge from within, his heart beating in excitement. Naia held Tink's tail up, and Mike positioned the head of his cock at her ass. Tink gasped when Mike pushed himself in, her fluids providing plenty of lubrication. Just as the head of his cock penetrated her, Tink wiggled her ass back and forth, forcing herself back.

"Make...Mike...fit..." she declared, working her way steadily down. Somehow, her asshole was even tighter than her pussy, and Mike could feel Tink's pulse against his own. He only made it halfway in when he couldn't go any further. Tink let out a frustrated moan.

"Don't worry dear, big sister Naia will help." A mischievous grin on her face, Naia drew a pattern in the water with her finger. The water sprouted finger-like tendrils which began tickling Tink's pussy. Her breathe as coming in ragged gasps as her hips lurched back and forth. Tink growled, then moaned, then growled as Mike's dick worked its way in even further.

"Oh god," Mike moaned, the water gripping him even tighter. He grunted, pulling his dick out and then pushing it back in, trying to get his balls to touch her green flesh with every push.

"You need to pay it forward, little sister," Naia informed Tink. Grabbing onto Tink's horns, Naia pulled Tink's head between her legs. Tink greedily lapped at Naia's bald folds, Naia's body hovering above the water's surface. "Yes, that's a good little goblin."

"That doesn't seem like little sister behavior," Mike muttered.

"Nymphs don't follow conventional family rules," Naia replied, sighing in pleasure.

"Ngggh," Tink added, stopping frequently as the water fingers penetrated her. Mike shuddered, the sensation of the fingers traveling through the thin wall between Tink's pussy and ass setting him over the edge. He was certain Naia was working magic on Tink, because the goblin was letting out tiny shrieks every few seconds now, her body tensing up and relaxing.

"Nobody cums until Mike bottoms out," Naia declared. Frantic, Tink was pushing herself backward as hard as she could. Naia handed Tink's tail to Mike. "Make sure you pull it by the base," Naia informed him. One hand on Tink's hip, the other on her tail, he began pulling with all his might, every thrust getting him even closer. He wrapped a hand around Tink's stomach, feeling the bulge of his dick moving beneath the skin of her stomach.

"Oh fuck. Oh fuck. FUCK!" Mike felt Tink tighten down, then relax. His dick slid the rest of the way in, his balls slamming against her asscheeks. She tightened up once he was all the way in, grunting into Naia's pussy. He fucked Tink's ass with very tiny thrusts, unable to move much farher, and Naia winked at him, touching the water with her finger. The pressure around the base of his balls vanished, and he felt several waves of energy build up simultaneously. Tink came, spraying a milky fluid into the water, and Mike filled her ass, cumming again and again, his stomach aching from the number of times he tensed up. Mike let out a growl of his own, Tink collapsing face first into Naia, who turned her head sideways in her lap. Large tears were running down her face, and Mike worried that she was hurt.

Naia held up a hand to stop him from moving her. "They're happy tears, Mike. Let her have this moment," she whispered. Mike rubbed the base of Tink's back, running his hands over her bubble shaped butt in lazy circles. Much like before, Mike started to go soft, but still couldn't slide free. He grabbed Tink's shoulders, pulling her up into a sitting position. She let out little whimpers as he pulled himself free, cradling her in his arms.

"God, that was so fucking hot!" Naia declared, the faucet turning on. The tub filled up, and Tink slid away from him, facing Mike.

"Tink know you make great goblin husband," she told him. Naia picked up the brush from the side of the tub, and Mike gave Tink a kiss on the forehead as Naia began working the brush through Tink's tangled hairs.