A drop of musky fluid lands on your face, the kobold standing before you. Looking up you see a pair of erect ridged tempered shafts, and contrary to his small size their girth is considerable more comparable to a large reptile. At the base of his tail, a pair of internal bulges gradually inflating.
Rolling you onto your back the kobold sits down resting on your chest, you turn away feeling his hot meat landing against your cheek. With a frustrated growl he grabs your head forcing it up and pushing his knees behind your neck holding up your head.
Gently swaying his hips the first of his members pushes against your lips, his second pushing against your forehead. At first you hold your ground, but you feel the kobolds tail slip between your legs caressing your orbs.
When you finally gasp the kobold is ready, driving his cock into your mouth. Initially you gag on the taste of charcoal but the kobold is patient giving you a moment to adjust. Inhaling through your nostrils the kobolds musk is overwhelming, and after a few gentle thrusts your mind becomes heavy and clouded.
An accidental lick results in the kobold moaning and rewarding you with his tail. It doesn't take long for the realisation to cloud your judgement, and slowly you become a willing participant eagerly suckling from the kobolds shaft.
Happily the kobold becomes more proactive running burrowing his organ into you and filling the air with purring and muffled moans. The weight on your chest is growing heavier and warmer. Grabbing the back of your head he pulls you closer, encouraging you to take more of his shaft. With every ridge that passes your lips it becomes harder to remove the biological barrier.
Giving a powerful thrust his cocks begin to twitch, pumping his seed into your throat while his second coats your hair and face. Holding you in place he purrs forcing you to gulp the deposited contents down until it's too much. Darkness overcomes you.
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When you wake you are dangling from a wooden log carried by two kobolds. The one at front you recognise as your captor, the second unfamiliar. Passing by hundreds of others they look at you, or rather your captor with awe as if returning the victorious hero.
They bring you to a central chamber, it is warmest and brightest here with coal pits dotted throughout. You can finally make out the deep red of your captors scales, and teal blue of his companion. Another approaches from the shadows this one dressed in trinkets of animal bones and skulls. A female you think.
She inspects you, tugging and poking around your body as she hisses and talks with the others until finally giving a content yip. She pulls free a vial forcing the fluid down your throat. It's bitter and the globs seem to settle uncomfortably in your stomach. A second later, a almost unbearable pain rips from your rear.
It passes swiftly and they release you and through blurred vision you see a violet tail and cloaca between your legs. The kobold who captured you stares with lustful eyes, he claimed you as his prize or did they have another use for you?
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