Who Left the Portal Open?
Copyright© 2026 by Honey Moon
Chapter 1
Fantasy Sex Story: Chapter 1 - Kelly Anderson was a lonely woman with a HUGE 'Equine' secret. She thought the stories circulating about a group of gamers accidentally opening a permanent portal into another realm were Fake News. That is until she was harassed by a virgin seeking unicorn! Then two things happened within hours of each other. She met a tiny Goblin coffee girl at her office. Then she fell madly in love with the incredibly busty little green menace! Lonely no more, Kelly's life would never be the same!
Caution: This Fantasy Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Fa/Fa Consensual Reluctant Hermaphrodite Futanari Aliens Magic Were animal Sharing Cream Pie Lactation Oral Sex Tit-Fucking Big Breasts Size
“Coffee?” A voice piped up. “Or how about some nice tea?”
Kelly Anderson looked around. At first she didn’t see anyone. She looked again, and spotted large pointy green ears poking out from behind her computer monitor. Oh great. Even her office wasn’t safe from the rather low-key inter-dimensional invasion the Earth was currently suffering through.
“I could get you a doughnut. I hear humans like to dunk them.”
“Coffee would be fine.” Kelly said as she looked around the monitor.
The green woman was barely four feet tall, and only if you included her mop of wild green hair, and the startlingly large up-swept ears jutting from the sides of her head. If you measured from her actual scalp, she was only about three foot seven.
Her face was nice, she supposed. The emerald eyes were stunning. Her nose was a bit on the large side, but rather distinctive. It put her in mind of statues of roman emperors she had seen. Her mouth though, was kind of scary. It was large. Quite large. When she smiled, you could see gleaming razor sharp, shark-like teeth.
Shying away from those dangerous teeth, Kelly’s eyes locked on the female’s astoundingly triangular ears. They stood a full eight inches out from the sides of her head. They were studded with metal loops. Eight on each ear. Silver and gold, alternating. Granted, there was plenty of room for them. The crude earrings looked like something out of another century. She could see that they were embedded in the ear itself. Not with a little sterile post in a tiny little hole the way humans wore earrings. The antique metal was actually going through her flesh. The glittering gold hoops closest to her head looked to be about a quarter inch thick.
“Did all that hurt?” Kelly asked, touching her own ears. “That’s a lot of hardware.”
“What? These?” The ears lifted higher as the tiny creature shook her head. The room was filled with a pleasant musical sound as they jingled against each other. “You humans adorn your ears. I don’t get personal about the tiny ones you wear.”
“I do apologize.” Kelly said hastily. She did not want to anger the little creature. “They look lovely, but very painful.”
“Nah. Piercing feels kinda nice. The last one nearly had me moaning when my sister punched the hole and then soldered the loop. She got embarrassed when I got all worked up and accidentally kissed her. I thought her life-mate was gonna kill me! Harpies are so flighty and unpredictable! Anyway, I’m thinking of getting tattooed, too. I was surprised that Earthlings know about body art. I feel all squishy and warm when I think about that mechanical needle machine! Back where I come from, tattoo artists use their hand to needle in the ink. A good artist takes weeks to complete a masterpiece. I saw a moving picture on a plate, um, tablet Apple thing. Oh boy! That buzzing needle machine would send me to the after-world with a huge smile on my face! Bzzz! Bzzz!”
“I’ll stick with my diamond studs.” Kelly answered weakly. So it was true. Goblins shared far too much information. “I’ll have coffee now, I guess.”
Trying not to stare, Kelly noticed that the green woman had something else startlingly large. Good God! How could she even be standing up? Did her back hurt? Her face felt hot. She was a six foot ten curvy blonde lugging around DD jugs. The Green Menace had tits larger than hers, on a curvy little body like a cut rate budget sex doll! Talk about side boob. You would be able to see them from the back. The expanse of boob was wider than her shoulders. She bit her lower lip when she noticed twin wet spots on the small pockets centered right over the biggest nipples she had ever seen. Didn’t Goblins need bras? Would a bra even hide those thumb size nubs? Was that sweat, or was she lactating?
“Would you like milk, or do you take it black?”
“Milk please.”
“Righty-oh!”
Kelly’s mouth dropped open. The pockets turned out to be flaps of fabric secured with Velcro. The little green freak lifted a flap to expose an engorged nipple. She poured some coffee from a thermal carafe into Kelly’s personal mug. Then she lifted the mug up to her breast. Sighing happily, the green woman grasped her nipple between thumb and forefinger. No other description could apply. She milked herself! Jets of pure white milk spurted into the cup.
“Say when!” The coffee Goblin said huskily as she kept on tweaking and stroking her nipple. The milk kept on spurting. “Wow, you sure like it light.”
“When!” Kelly almost screamed.
“Okie dokie!” The green woman placed the mug on Kelly’s desk, and then re-fastened the nipple flap. She smiled her toothy smile. “I’ll be around again in an hour if you want more. See ya!”
Kelly watched the little green lady push her cart away. Good God, she had a large bubble butt for such a diminutive body. Her shorts fit snugly over her ass, and rode quite low on her wide hips. Kelly saw quite a nice view of Goblin crack, and her ... Tail! It was wrist thick and long like a lizard’s. It pointed upward at a jaunty angle so as not to drag on the floor. There was a tuft of green hair at the tip. The tail must somehow act as a counter balance for the boobs. How else could she walk normally? Without that long green tail, the tiny thing would be constantly falling on her face!
A year ago Kelly had scoffed at what she thought was fake news. She gradually learned it was alarmingly true. Seeing a laughing dragon being chased by military helicopters tended to open one’s eyes to the truth. They didn’t dare open fire, for fear some newly immigrated witch would curse the whole flight crew for harming an endangered species from the other realm!
Some nerd filled gamer group had somehow accidentally opened a portal into another reality. Nobody on earth could figure out how to close it. The portal wasn’t fixed. It tended to travel all over the earth in a set pattern. It was due back in Manhattan in a day or two. Everywhere it paused, all manner of mythical creatures emerged.
Last week she had seen a Unicorn. It was beautiful, but also so very humiliating. It cantered right up to her. It seemed the old tales were true. They only liked virgins! She heard several people giggling as it nuzzled her hair. It’s lavish attention served to announce her untouched status to everyone watching. So what if she was a thirty year old virgin! She had a big reason to keep to herself.
Absent mindedly, she picked up her mug and took a sip. The coffee really was very good. It was far better than the usual office slop. Then she gasped and sputtered, her nose stinging as hot coffee shot out of her nostrils.
“What am I doing?” Kelly stared at her mug. “I, I can’t drink this! Is it even safe? Is Goblin Milk a health violation?”
She shook her head. After the initial panic, the CDC had announced that none of the new arrivals carried anything that could harm humans. Kelly took a deep and steadying breath. Her face grew hot as she took another tiny sip. She felt a stirring. She took a bigger sip, and felt herself popping a serious boner. She started drinking it as fast as the hot liquid would let her. How the hell was drinking a weird alien Goblin’s milk making her have an erection?
“Cut it out!” She scolded her loins as a thick hard bulge ran down the left leg of her jeans. She had to stick her leg straight out from her desk since her monstrous dick extended well past her knee. “You know you’ll get release in the shower tonight! I will not jerk you off while at work! People will talk if I can’t control the mess!”
Attempting to keep her mind off of her condition, Kelly tried to work. It was no use. Her erection would ease, but spring right back at the slightest thought of the Goblin and those glorious boobs she was packing. She ended up frantically searching her office. Please let her find it! There had to be one left! Yes! One had fallen behind her mini-fridge! It was a year past the expiration date, but she didn’t give a damn about that!
She eyed the clock. The Goblin said she would be back in an hour. Time seemed to be standing still as she stoically tried to ignore yet another erection.
“Heidi Ho!” a chipper voice called as the Goblin once again came to her door. “Can I get you another coffee, Mrs. Anderson?”
“Not just now, and it’s Miss.” Kelly stammered. The tiny green woman now had a rather large axe slung across her back. She couldn’t stop herself from pointing. “What the hell is that?”
“What?” The Goblin looked over her shoulder. “Oh, this? Human males get a little weird and pushy. Saying no has a greater impact if you have a battle axe handy. Hey, is it true that HR will get mad if blood is spilled? A guy in shipping said I would be fired if I maimed him after he tried to trap me in a supply closet. The fool even had the gall to pull his trousers down to show me his wedding tackle! The poltroon started to cry when I threatened to bite his mushroom off and swallow it whole if he didn’t open the door! As if I’d snack on a co-worker! I’m no fool! I know I’d be fired for that!”
“Blood could be a problem.” Kelly said softly, trying not to stare at those glittering teeth. “Being so, um, what I mean, well, with your, uh, compact stature, you could easily punch a guy in the balls if he gets too aggressive. That way he’ll only wish he was dead, and probably wouldn’t go crying to HR.”
“Good idea!” The Goblin made a fist, and slammed it into the palm of her hand. Kelly cringed She couldn’t help squeezing her thighs together over her absurdly large balls at the sharp sound of the impact. She nearly tipped sideways out of her chair imagining the Goblin punching her in the nuts with those little fists. All that force, in such a relatively small area. Things could pop! The green woman smiled. “My mama taught me how to throw a punch. You should see me dent up a suit of armor!”
“I can imagine.” Kelly whispered.
“I have to get moving. If you don’t want coffee, can I get you a snack before I go?”
“I, I have a snack!” Kelly nearly shouted as she waved around the little single serving cup of cornflakes. “I, I’m, um, I’m fresh out of milk though.”
“That’s no problem!” Did the Goblin just wink an emerald eye? “I’ll fix you up.”
The cheerful Goblin grabbed a twenty ounce plastic cup from her cart. She bared both nipples and began to milk herself.
“When I express this much” She explained in a rather husky voice. “I like to alternate to keep in balance.”
Nothing on God’s Green Earth could have kept Kelly from staring. The Goblin milked her left breast, then switched over to the right. Nimble fingers stroked and pulled on the large green nipples. She traded back and forth until she filled the transparent plastic cup nearly to the brim. Kelly’s cursed cock throbbed as she watched this delightful dairy display.
“Would you like me to pour it on your cereal?” She asked politely as she closed her flaps. “Hand it to me, I’ll do it for you.”
“No, th-that’s okay.” Kelly gulped “Could you put it in my refrigerator? I want it to chill for a while.”
“A-Okay!” She opened the door of the fridge, and put the cup inside. “I make my last round in an hour. See ya then!”
When the Goblin left, Kelly leaped from her chair. She closed and locked her door. Then she slowly hobbled to the mini-fridge. The hard-on down the leg of her jeans made her need to use the dick splinted limb like an old timey pirate with a wooden leg. She retrieved the cup. Oh God, it was positively hot!
Hand shaking, she raised the cup to her lips. It was a lot thicker than any milk you could buy in a grocery store. It reminded her of Buttermilk, but much sweeter. Kelly guessed that Goblins had a much higher fat content than earthly cows. Then she forgot all about that. She was drinking milk fresh from a Goblin’s breasts, and it was the best thing she had ever had in her mouth. That even included her darkly secret habit of blowing herself every morning, and swallowing her cum for a liquid breakfast!
She forced herself to drink slowly. She wanted to savor this exotic treat. Closing her eyes, she pictured the Goblin. The tiny thing was beautiful! How had she not realized that from the start? Her shark-like teeth were even cute! Her frazzled and unkempt mop of forest green hair complemented the lighter green of her flawless skin. She wanted to scratch her behind those adorable huge ears, pinch the woman’s apple cheeks, tug on her tail, and bite that delectable little round ass!
When every drop of the milk was gone, Kelly felt humiliation set in. She hadn’t really noticed during the pure sensual joy of drinking the Goblin woman’s milk, but she had lost her usual iron hard control. The bottom of half of her left leg was soaked. Her left shoe was a gooey ruined mess, and she was standing in a huge puddle of semen! She hadn’t even touched her stupid horse-cock, but still ended up shooting off a huge gooey load as she drank the delicious thick fluid. Thank God she had spare clothes in the closet!
Sighing, she changed her pants and thanked God her old sneakers were still in the bottom of her closet. It took two whole rolls of paper towels, and half a roll of toilet paper, to clean all of her cum from the floor. Getting carried away, she had scrubbed the hell out of the floor. There was now a big dingy area that seriously needed a floor polisher. Maintenance would be annoyed when they spotted it. If anyone asked, she’d claim she dropped a bottle of nail polish remover.
An hour later, the Goblin returned. The tiny woman stepped into the office and smiled her pointed tooth smile. Then she sniffed a little, and the smile grew wider for some reason.
“Hi ya Miss Anderson!” She said cheerfully. “Need anything before I go?”
“No, I’m good.” Kelly said, feeling her face grow warm as she tried not to stare at the beautiful green woman’s wondrous chest. “I’m about to head home too.”
“That’s perfect!” The Goblin nodded as if in approval. The earrings jingled musically. “I’m all set for a flagon of ale. Why don’t you come with me? I know a great place that doesn’t throw out non-humans. They even hired an Ogre as a bouncer. Don’t call him Shrek though. I have no idea why some humans call him that. His name is Bonebreaker. Bony is a nice guy, but boy does he have a nasty temper!”
“I, I could do with a beer.” Kelly stammered. Was this a date? Of course it wasn’t! This was a stranger trying to make friends in the scary big city! “Okay, I’ll join you.”
“Good!” The Goblin rushed forward and grabbed the human’s hand and shook it. “I never introduced myself. My name is Fern Ironclub. Good to know you!”
“Call me Kelly.” She grinned. “Miss Anderson is far too formal for friends.”
“Righty-oh, friend! I’ll meet you out front by where the horseless carriages roll by.” She blinked. “I mean by the street, where automobile cars drive!”
Kelly grinned as the tiny woman ran down the hall pushing her cart. She knew she had to behave herself after hearing Fern make that biting and swallowing comment, but she would content herself with just knowing the little beauty. Hopefully she’d have many opportunities drink more of her delightful milk!
Shutting down her computer, Kelly locked her office and headed out. She hoped that nobody noticed that she was now wearing a rather old pair of sweatpants when she had come in wearing very baggy, but designer jeans. Now flaccid, you could hardly tell that a twelve inch horsey dong dangled limply down her left leg. She clapped a hand to her forehead. Her cum crusty pants and shoes were still stinking up her private bathroom! She’d be the talk of the building if they were found!
She ran back to her office. Grabbing a plastic garbage bag, she scooped up the offensive gooey pants and shoes out of the sink. She squeezed out the air, trying not to smell the heady scent of her congealing cum. Embarrassingly, it sort of made her mouth water. Tying the bag, she stuffed into another. Then a third. Finally, a forth. She would have used a fifth, but ran out. Hoping that nobody would dare open a securely tied trash-bag, she dropped it down the trash chute before heading for the elevator.
When Kelly got down to street level, she saw a crowd of men loitering in front of the main entrance to the building. They were all grinning. She pushed through, and then froze. She spotted Fern. She was casually swinging her axe. The admiring men stayed well back because of it, but several were easing in closer. She could see why the men were admiring the amazing Shortstack.
Fern was wearing a vintage tee-shirt. It was skin tight over her boobs, hips, and ass, but hung down loosely, nearly down to her feet. It fit her like a delightfully tight in all the right places dress. The somewhat worn black fabric was emblazoned with an old ad campaign slogan. In stretched out white letters, her bouncing breasts announced “Got Milk?”. Kelly was reasonably sure that the Goblin was wearing nothing else but the old shirt. There were no panty lines on that gorgeous round ass, and no hint of a bra! Her green feet were even bare. Wow! They were kinda on the big side, too! She guessed that big feet were needed with a rack like that.
Kelly felt her face getting hot again. Fern had made two slits in the old shirt. One was to provide an opening for her tail. The other? She had put a vertical slit several inches down the front from the worn stretched collar. Good God! Kelly felt like she wanted to dive into that astounding exposed cleavage. She held her bag in front of her, trying to hide the giant erection straining her old sweatpants to the point of popping stitches!
Dear lord! It was sticking straight out in front of her! You could plainly see the outline of the wide round fleshy disc she had, instead a normal human mushroom tip. Thank God all eyes were on Fern! She couldn’t let anyone discover that she was born with a horse’s cock and balls!
She had to do something before Fern started a riot, or anyone noticed that she was a monstrosity! She put two fingers to her mouth, and let loose with an incredibly loud whistle. A cab swung in to the curb.
“Wait right here!” Kelly snapped while tossing a fifty at the bemused driver. “I’ll be right back!”
“Oh, Heidi Ho, Kelly!” Fern said happily as the human grabbed her axe. “I’m ready for some ale!”
“Come with me if you want to live!” Kelly shook her head. “I mean if you want to keep your innocence!”
“Innocence?” The Goblin looked puzzled. “Oh, them. Those guys don’t stand a chance with me!”
“Never mind that!” Holding Fern’s heavy axe with one hand, she dragged the tiny woman towards the cab. Nearly seven foot tall, she felt so big and awkward as she towered over the tiny beauty. She practically stuffed Fern into the cab. “Where do you live? I have to get you out of sight before one of those wolves comes after you!”
“Hey, no battle axes in my cab!” The driver yelled.
“It’s a movie prop!” Kelly shouted as she tossed him a couple of hundred dollar bills. “Deal with it!”
“I live back there.” Fern said happily as the cab finally pulled away. “I found a nice place in the sub basement that nobody can fit in but me. It’s warm and cozy down there. It’s like a snug little metal cave. I even found a water pipe so I can take showers. It’s just like a mountain stream back home.”
“What?” Kelly suddenly felt heartbroken for her new friend. The tiny thing was homeless! It never occurred to her that Goblins lived out on the open land in their own world. Weather didn’t bother them. A metal cave would be pure luxury. “You’re coming home with me!”
“What about my ale?”
“I have plenty of beer!”
“Oh, then that’s perfect!”
“You live here?” Fern asked as the elevator rose ever higher. “This structure is twice the size of the building we work in!”
“Yeah, this is home.”