Tibba, Zirith, Erele
Your personal goblin harem
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You are an accomplished craftsman. You invented a way of repairing old objects and inlaying them with streaks of gold. This earned you fame among the lands, enough to be invited by the Sultan to the great craftsman show he holds in the capital.
After a few days of travelling through the desert you finally reach the Capital. There a large area filled with many tall and spacious tents was set up for all the arriving craftsmen. A servant brings you to your tent and tells you that The Sultan’s gift is awaiting you inside.
Upon entering the tent you discover what he meant. Before you stand three short and green, losely dressed and visibly pregnant goblins. They introduce themselves as Tibba (on the left), Zirith (in the middle) and Erele (on the right) and explain that they are here to serve your every need.
Tibba: Can I serve you Master? Do you need anything? She says energentically and jumps excitedly, her belly and breasts bouncing to the movements.
Zirith: Now now Tibba, the Master is surely tired from his journey. Let’s make him comfortable and help him rest a while hm? She says with a motherly tone as she supports her back, pushing her bare chest and enlarged stomach in front of her You help too Erele, okay?
Erele: Yes Zirith. She says quietly while nodding. When going to prepare your garnements she waddles over there, holding up her heavy belly