Chapter 71

Opal stumbled forward half falling half climbing on top of the coffee table, knocking aside teacups and teapots as she did so. Her breath was coming in hurried gasps and her whole body shook like a leaf as she crawled toward Rain.

She reached out a hand for him, a raw primal lust in her eyes and grabbed hold of his still outstretched paw, clutching at him.

“H-aah ... I- I think I overdid, it w-with the tea, j-just a little.”

She pulled his paw close and pressed it up against her face, her small hands not large enough to cover a single paw pad, her breath ruffling his fur. Then glancing up at him with half lidded eyes she pushed down, making him bring his paw down to her crotch where she ground herself into him, the fabric of the dress pressing in between her legs. Rain could feel her, her softness, and more importantly her burning heat and sloppy wetness. She gasped as her swollen clit dragged against the fabric of her dress stretched over his pads.

“Th-this is s-so m-much stronger th-than I e-expected!” she mewled as she curled over him, her hand grabbing at his forearm to support herself even as she ground herself harder and harder into his digits, frantically humping.

Rain glanced down as he felt himself grow harder, the stitches of his shorts looking near ready to burst, stressed to the point that could see flashes of pink in a few pinhole seams of the strained fabric.

“You put something in the tea without telling me.”

“N-not in, th-the t-tea itself was an afro-dee-ziak, Fuuu- hnnnnaahhhh!”

Opal shuddered and a fresh wash of fluid sprayed from her snatch, drenching the dress pressed up against her crotch and sending rivulets of herself rolling down Rain’s paws soaking his fur and pitter-pattering onto the table below. She fell forward, clutching at his arm, allowing herself to be supported by him, her face pressed into his bicep.

Rain narrowed his eyes. This would not do.

Fast as lightning he ripped his paw from her crotch, caught her around the neck, and slammed her down against the table. Bringing his face close, his head massively outsizing her, he opened his mouth and snarled. She looked up at him with big round eyes.

“You tried to drug me? You? What made you think I would let you get away with this without an answer? Without rough, savage, punishment?”

Opal let out a long low whine and squirmed in his unrelenting grip, her hips wiggling around beneath him.

“P-p-punishment?”

Rain remained silent, he didn’t say a word, and she felt that all the more. He ran his massive paw down from her neck, onto her blouse which was rising up and down rapidly as she near hyperventilated, over her chest where the fabric tented in lines between her stiff nipples, then down onto her abdomen, shifting as she arched her back up into him, then lower still to the hem of her dress, his thumb pad pressing at her stomach just above her mons.

He glanced up at her and found her staring intently at what he was doing, biting her lip hard enough to near draw blood.

He snorted and suddenly grabbed hold of her legs, one in each paw. He roughly pulled them up in the air, then grabbing at her dress he dragged it down, down past her ankles then knees and then bunching it up over her hips and waist.

Her legs kicked at the air as he moved down to inspect her. She was wearing slim grey panties, although they were clearly much darker than they had been when she had first put them on, thoroughly soaked through with her wetness. He could see her clit poking out against the fabric a small bump above where the soaked cloth clung tightly to her quivering swollen folds.

“Wh-what are you-”

He gripped her legs and pushed them up and to the side, giving room for his head and silencing her with a squeak. He lowered himself and then peeked his tongue free and gently ever so carefully, as carefully as he had lifted the teacup, he touched the tip up against the fabric.

“Oh! oHHH!”

He could feel her contracting beneath his touch, her insides crying out to be filled. Not yet. He ran his tongue up, feeling all the contours of her puss that the soaked fabric described, tasting her, up and up until the small bud of her clit was rolling past against the granular friction of his rough tongue.

“HNNYAAA!!!!!”

Her legs crashed up against the side of his head, clutching him as she thrust her hips into the air, shoving her groin into him, grinding herself up against his tongue, once, twice, and then with a full body shudder, fluid burbled through the fabric, coming in sputters. Rain put his lips to her muff and slurped her emissions, his teeth glancing against her clit, then pushing into it as the Goblin rolled into her second squirting orgasm and she positively sprayed into his mouth, her hands darting between her thighs to grab at Rain’s ears.

“Yes! YES! Fffffuuuu-”

Rain snarled and twisted his head, ripping free from desperately clenching thighs, knocking her legs aside, dashing her hands away. He grabbed both her wrists in one paw and slammed them down on the coffee table above her head.

Opal’s eyes rolled up as he loomed over her.

“I didn’t say you could cum. You’ve just made things ten times worse for yourself.”

“N-Nuu!”

He flicked a claw down to the hem of his shorts and after a few deft plucks of his claws tugged open a button. Opal stared down at the massive bulge, easily over a foot in length, then up at the fat knot pushing apart the buttons as he pushed down his the fabric down, slowly revealing more and more of his length, it just didn’t stop, and the longer it went on the higher Opal’s breathing rose. She swallowed noisily as the hem descended further, and then, at last, it swung free. It was daunting and it was larger then she had ever seen, over fourteen inches of dick throbbing heavy thanks to her special tea. Her breath caught as he moved it over her and pressed down, lying the massive thing over her belly, the burning heat of the his length touching up against her trembling abdomen, reaching from her crotch a frightening distance up her torso.

She couldn’t help herself, just it being this near, touching, she arched her back and cried out as the sound of fluid filled the air once more, Rain’s shorts darkening with wet.

“I-I’m S-sorry! Th-the tea! I- I can’t h-help eeet!

“I think this is all you actually, you just can’t help yourself, you love my size.”

Rain wrapped his claws around her bunched up dress, then he ripped his paw to the side, then again, and again, the dress was swiftly shredded leaving a rag of white cloth around her hips and fully exposing her legs and hips.

He drew back, his heavy length sliding down her blouse leaving a long trail of precum in its wake until it thudded down against the table just in front of her muff which was now only defended by her thin soaked panties.

A claw moved and carefully hooked at the edge until he caught at the grey fabric, then, agonisingly slowly, he pulled and her soaked through panties peeled away from her pussy, stickily lifting away from her skin and exposing her steaming muff to the air, her cute pink clit peeking in and out from its hood as her puss trembled out in the open.

He pulled and her panties strained and then they tore and Opal was left entirely defenceless and vulnerable.

“I’m going to claim you, Opal. You know that right? There’s going to be nothing left of you, just a limp sleeve, ruined and mindless.”

She squeaked hearing that and squirmed in his grip.