Special Treat - Body Swapped With A Goblin Sex Doll

I've got something a little bit different for you this week, my pretties.

Recently I became aware of a goblin sex doll, and the very concept got my imagination spinning. I had to write a little story about it, and I think you'll enjoy it.

Also, for any of my especially generous patrons...I might've made a Throne wishlist listing to crowdfund it. I wanna get one, then dress it up like Momma Gobbo to have in the background of future irl streams on here.

That and...y'know...other reasons.

The story is attached below. Please enjoy this sample~

It’s like something out of a nightmare.

The kind of thing you expect from bad horror TV, or a cheesy horror TikTok you inevitably swipe past.

But it’s happening to me!

I lay in my apartment’s living room, utterly motionless. My limbs immobile and stiff, my torso heavy, my chest heaving and huge. I can feel a cavernous emptiness inside of me; a hungry hollowness that won’t go away. My eyes stare ahead, I cannot blink. I cannot breathe!

Yet…I don’t seem to need to. That would require lungs I don’t have any more. The once soft, rhythmic pulse of all of my organs…is just gone now. Quiet and still.

I can just barely glimpse half of my reflection in the hallway mirror from where I’m sitting. I’m so small. Barely two feet tall. My hair is firm, affixed to my head. I’m wearing a scratchy brown chest wrap and matching skirt. It makes me look like a cave woman.

My ears. God, my big, long ears. They’d be elven and pretty, if the rest of me wasn’t so ridiculous looking.

My skin is completely green. Dark, watermelon rind green, and just as smooth and glossy.

Green dyed latex skin. Foam gel breasts. Firm plastic joints. An extremely stretchy latex p*ssy and assh0le.

I stare at my partial reflection unblinkingly, still horrified at how this happened.

My mind has swapped places with a goblin sex doll.

** * **

I bought her just a few days ago. She cost almost an entire month’s rent, completely maxing out my credit card, but in my mind it was money well spent.

That’s what I thought in the moment.

Unboxing ‘Nomza, goblin warrior sex princess’ brought me more serotonin than I’d gotten all year. The giddy thrill I felt as I pulled her surprisingly soft and squishy body out of the packaging made the cost absolutely worth it.

“Woah…she’s heavy” I remember remarking. “Her tits are way bigger than I expected. Oooh, jiggly~”

I felt my girlc*ck rise to attention as I squeezed the doll’s massive green boobs. Her soft pink nipples were begging to be sucked. I could feel myself salivating. A few years of HRT had nearly killed my sex drive, but now, suddenly…I was achingly hard.

Money well spent, I thought.