I awoke within my small hideaway when the sun's rays peaked through the opening of my home. I wiped the sleep from my eyes and peeked out of the tree hollow I called my home. It looked like there were no monsters out at the moment… well, violent monsters. There were these weird magic deer grazing nearby. They never really caused trouble… well, unless you messed with them first. I saw a buck gore a giant boar on its wicked-looking antlers the other day for messing with the herd. I had some good eating that day, and the next, and the one after that. Actually, I still had a little bit of meat left over that I had dried out.
I grabbed boar jerky and munched on it as I crawled out of my small home. I skittered down the tree and wandered over to the small pond nearby to wash up. After I arrived, I once again gazed at my visage in the still water.
Tiny and green. Big nose and large pointed ears.
I could be only one thing.
A goblin.
An oddly small and cute one, but a goblin nonetheless.
Don't know how long that's going to last. I'll probably grow into the classic goblin look soon enough.
I think again about my new reality as a monster.
It had been a month since I was reborn as a goblin, and I spent it struggling to survive. Honestly, if it weren't for my odd intuition and ability to seemingly hide in plain sight, I would have been killed and eaten on my first day.
The pond rippled as a weird duck flew off.
Well, time to get washed up.
I removed my small loincloth, revealing my modest package. A small green foreskin-covered penis and a pair of smooth hairless balls the size of marbles.
A cool wind blew and tickled my penis into hardness. Three inches stood proudly in the morning sun as I got ready to bathe.
Despite my current state as a goblin child… goblet(?) I could still get hard, surprisingly enough. That just goes to show the prodigious breeding power that goblins hold, I suppose. Not even a month into the world and ready to breed, crazy.
…I hope I grow into the monstrous bitch breakers that hentai goblins have. It would be a decent trade I feel for being reborn as a goblin of all things.
Ignoring my sudden state of arousal, I take a dip and wash my body in the small pond.
While I'm bathing, I feel a rush of wind and look up to see a giant Saber-tooth tiger fly overhead. A moment later, I see a giant bear following after. The bear proceeds to pile-drive the tiger into the earth, causing the ground to shake.
Just another day in this crazy as fuck forest. Every day it's something crazy with all the monsters fighting… or fucking. I honestly didn't know what caused the most damage between the two. On the one hand, torn up earth and trees with the occasional blood splatter and piles of gore… on the other, I once left a beautiful clearing in the morning only to return to a glazed-over veritable winter wonderland in the afternoon. Only it wasn't snow that coated everything.
I later learned a certain flower released a sort of sex pollen into the air when the sun rose. Said flower also attempted to suck and guzzle down any jizz it could.
I learned that a single flower's pollen simply made one a bit horny, but a field of them… well, I could understand why it was frosted over so often.
How I found that out… I may have tried it out myself… a few times.
The more I thought about it, the more I assumed I was reborn in a hentai world, especially since I saw some slimes and tentacles slithering around in a part of the forest.
I also managed to get some seeds to plant myself one day. Who knows when you would want some horny agriculture? Maybe they'd make a fun gag gift.
I finish my bath, ignoring my now precum-leaking tool, courtesy of my plant-based thoughts.
I then quickly ran to hide in my tree. The last thing I want to do is get caught in a fight like that. All they would have to do is tap me, and I'd explode into gore. I'd prefer a wave of sex pollen over that, at least.
I ended up staying there nearly all day because the monsters decided to be extra aggressive or anxious today.
Night quickly came, and as the full moon rose, a powerful wave of intent washed over the entire forest. Soon, it was silent. I gulped as the wave passed through me. It promised violence if one were to get out of line.
Despite my fear, curiosity filled me and so I left my small home and tracked down the epicenter. There I saw him, the diddler. It was the Ash Ketchem knockoff that I had seen lay (vigorously fuck) a few of the monsters around the forest that always muttered about not dealing with she-devils and the like.
Hey, if the guy was brave enough to stick his dick in monsters that could pulp his head like a grape, then more power to him.
But even then, I hadn't thought he was strong enough to silence the entire forest. I guess I was wrong.
I did wonder what he was up to. It looked like he was waiting for something. I got comfy from my perch in a nearby tree and watched.
After a few minutes, a circle formed in the clearing, and with a flash of light, two people appeared.
The taller one was… If I'm being honest, she is one of the most beautiful women I have ever seen (I mean, she was the only woman I have seen in this life, but still). Long flowing auburn hair. Sparkling violet eyes. Creamy supple-looking skin. Massive and I mean massive perky tits and a wide set of birthing hips that hid a huge ass. Damn, she was fine.
My small goblin cock was leaking like a faucet at the sight of her. Latent breeding instincts rose at the sight of such a woman.
I managed to shake the hold my instincts held over me and looked to the smaller one.
The shorter one had to be her little sister or something similar, given the resemblance between the two despite the different color palettes. Unlike her sister, she had a hair full of crimson hair and brilliant azure eyes. She was very cute, but I just knew instinctively she would grow into a woman just like her sister.
She was looking around the forest with a face of curiosity.
And then her eyes met mine.
And my life would never be the same.