gob and fhuz

 Gobknight Ziz: Miles below the earth exists a sprawling Goblin empire; the Deep Goblins and thats exactly where out story begins. You see, Deep Goblins have no qualms with slavery and have begun sending expeditions to the surface to grab up slave races. Poor Fhuz finds herself a victim of one such fate. In the Goblin capital of Deepholme she awakens in the heart of a slave trading market. Shes surrounded by iron bars on all sides, stripped down nearly naked to little more then scraps of clothing. As her eyes come into focus she finds Goblin shoppers moving around the cage on all sides, eyeing the kitten up, some laughing at her weight. Ziz appears, leaning against the cage and looking Fhuz over. Her muffin top is barely able to contain the scrap of clothing "Oooh, looks like this one is waking up~" she coos in a sing song voice.

Ymary Fhuz  awoke in quite the daze, her vision was blurry, her ears were ringing, and he entire body was sore, and her skin was just a bit chilly, but at least that was starting to warm up a bit in her waking nightmare.   At first things were dark, there seemed to be no natural light about, and it took time for her sight to acclimate.  The ringing in her ears slowly faded into the sounds of loud bustlings of a market.   She tried to sit up, but her head hit the top of her cage, "Owww..."  She winced and tried to spread out a bit, only to hit the closed in bars so tight around her.  "Where, what..."  She says, trying to remember back...  It was all muddled, but she was able to get laughing and a green blur, not much else.  It was then that she heard the voice nearby, and turned to it, starting at the green form before her.

Gobknight Ziz: Despite being miles under ground- the are was decently lit. It contained endless rows of iron cages, just big enough for the passengers to exist in. There is no wood under the earth- well not any you want to touch anyway so the gobs find other methods of lighting and warming. Standing torches cap off every few cages. Glowing, luminescent rocks decorate the area in a symphony of dim colors and the horizon is capped by towering mushrooms bigger than most homes that create an aqua glow.  "Took four of us to move her fat ass" chirps a salesman next to Ghuz cage. Ziz looks Fhuz over for a time. "You're property of the Deep Goblin empire now, Kitten"

Ymary Fhuz  was still trying to take all this in.  "Deep Goblin Empire?"  was there such a thing?  She was aware of goblins, but most of them had either been taken away or pushed far far underground ages ago hasn't they?   "What, you, you can't own people..."  She says as she holds her hand to her head, trying to make it stop drumming.  She then looked down at her poor torn undergarments.    She then tried to cover herself a bit, but it did little good in such a tight cage, "Let let me out, you can't do this.  They'll come for you, you know!"

Gobknight Ziz: "I'm Ziz" she introduces herself "The closest thing they have for what I am in your tongue would probably be Knight or Vassal or something along those lines" she gives a dismissive wave "See, the Goblin Queen has decreed the Miqote are too weak to join the empire in earnest so you will exist as serviles" she speaks rather mater of factly "What that means is you can either serve as a slave race, or a food race" her gaze gently rises up and down Fhuz body as she licks her lips hungrily "How much for this one?" she asks the handler "That one will cost more to feed that we can sell her for" the handler retorts "5 copper and shes yours, you'd be doing me a favor" Ziz pauses then looks over Fhuz

Ymary Fhuz  stared blankly, her mind struggling to comprehend all this.   The goblins, the ones pushed underground all those ages ago were back, and not only back, but now planned to enslave her race?!  Y'mary grunted loudly as she tried to move about in her cage, but it was far too tight.  She knew there was little she could do now, but they would have to let her out of that cage eventually wouldn't they?  Maybe she could try to escape then?  The goblins were indeed a fair amount smaller than her, so any fear she had about being 'Food', would at least be at the hands of some kind of cutlery, ideally after she was died she figured.  So either way, she couldn't concern herself too much there... even if it was horrifying.  The goblins turning her people into slaves or food?  Goblins of all things?

Gobknight Ziz: The Deep Goblins were a far cry from the Goblins of Eorzea- no masks or breathers or nothing- perhaps a bit alarming for Fhuz. Suddenly, the cage right next to Fhuz swung open and a similar Miqote to herself was dragged out. A rather nasty display unfolds right before her eyes with multiple goblins restraining the girl as a buyer's jaw opens impossibly wide and she gets stuffed into that gullet. SLurp, glurp, belch. The poor girls is reduced to little more than a bulge in a fat gob and her tattered slave attire is burped up into a wet pile. Meanwhile Ziz plucks a potion from her hip, takes a small drink "See there Kitten, its what happens to slave who dont behave" with that she signals for Fhuz cell to be opened and Ziz strides right on in with no fear!

Ymary Fhuz  watched as one of the other clan members, Y'Raha, she thinks at least, she was never too close with her, was bought and dragged out right before her eyes.  Her jaw dropped, her eyes widened as she stared in utter horror as one of her kink was somehow devoured whole by a goblin.  "H-how..."  She mumbled weakly as she watched the miqo'tes fluffy brown tail get slurped past those lips, and entire miqo'te now trapped in a goblin's belly.  She turn turns her head over to Ziz, "Y-you are buying me, w-wait don't please..."  she says as she shuts her eyes tight and attempts to cower.  Everything was somehow so much worse than she even imagined.

Gobknight Ziz: Ziz's palm catches Fhuz slave garb and pulls her forwards- she was impossibly strong. Maybe gobs were hardy down here, maybe it had something to do with that potion she guzzled. Either way shes pulled down to her knees and put on eye level with Ziz "Count yourself lucky Kitten" she grins "I'm better then some gobs down here" her elongated purple tongue lolls out of her mouth and begins swiping over Fhuz cheeks- painting her in warm gob drool "My name is Ziz, you may call me Master" she explains "You are now my property" with that she draws back and...[b]KERPOW[/b] her back hand hits Fhuz's cheek and sends her to the floor. "You will either serve me as a slave, or as food now..." she steps forwards, looming over the fallen Miqote "Who do you belong to?"

Ymary Fhuz  felt a hard tug, and heard her clothes, rags really, tear a bit as she was pulled down to her knees, face to face with the goblin now.  Her eyes opened again as she stared at the goblin, she was quite visibly shaking before the goblin.  She gulped and shook her head weakly as she was lapped, "Please.. don't eat me..."  She manages to beg with a whimper before she was sent to the ground with that hard slap, a red mark appearing on her cheek as it radiated pain out across her whole face.  She tasted blood from where her cheek hit her teeth, as she staggered to sit back up.  She stared at the goblin above her and decided to stay upon the ground.  "I, I, I belong to Master."  She get's the words past her lips, utterly ashamed, but even more afraid.

Gobknight Ziz: (what does she taste liek?)

Ymary Fhuz: (Hmm, almost like pork I would say~)

 Gobknight Ziz: "Bring it" she directs the handler. Meanwhile she leans down and gives Fhuz a few pets to the head "Now listen, I don't like having to hurt you. I treat my slaves better than most gobs so long as they behave" she nods before taking Fhuz cheeks in hand, lovingly caressing them like a mother then kissing her right on her forehead "So you need to decide if you want to be my food or my slave" she offers a kind, almost loving smile as the handler approaches with a collar in its and. Its a leather thing with a few wires on the back side and a metal front plate which reads "Pork Chop". Ziz eyes the collar for a time before dropping it at Fhuz feet "Put on your collar and we'll get going" she snaps her fingers "Make your choice"

Ymary Fhuz: Truly this was a less of two horrors decision.  She could either die now, horribly, or struggle to live as a slave and have who knows what happen to her...  She looked down at the plate upon the ground right before her.  Would it be better to just end it here?  She thought for a moment before hearing the horrid cries of her fellow miqo'te in the gut of that other goblin,  She grit her teeth before reaching down and picking up the collar.  Her mind was made, but she hated it.  She quickly pulled the collar onto her neck, letting the metal plate rest against her heavy tits.  "Pork Chop."  she says softly, knowing what it meant if she failed her duties as a slave.

Gobknight Ziz: Ziz pays the man and ushers Fhuz off through the big ol city- goblins eye her up as she passes, some making comments about what dishes she'd go well with or asking if she was selling. Eventually they arrive at Ziz estate, a lavish place composed stone- each tile having a hand carved display- showcasing a story of some kind. Fhuz is lead down into the bottom levels where there is a steamy bath house. Along the way she can spot other slaves scurrying about in a similar position- the occasional Goblin wobbling by with a big fat belly with a jostling buldge releasing  muffled whimpers and cries for mercy. "Now lets get that grime off of you~" Ziz  slaps Fhuz ass "Strip down for me, and get in the water!" Ziz herself pops her hips and begins tossing her attire aside- revealing that thicc goblin ass and plump green figure for Fhuz to oggle!

Ymary Fhuz  followed the goblin, the fat cat wobbling and jiggling all about through the city, her clothes just barely hiding her nethers, her nipples pressing up through her top as it struggled to contain her.  She wondered for a moment what happened to her belongings back home , surely the goblins must have stolen them all, her entire life working to get that fancy kitchen, all gone.  At least she seemed safe, for now, she figured as they entered the bath house.  She noticed other races down here enslaved along with herself, not to mention quite a few goblins all running about.  She gives a soft nod as her ample ass was slapped, her soft jiggle white flesh rippling as those tattered rags fall onto the ground near the much nicer goblin clothing as Ziz stripped as well.

Gobknight Ziz  snaps her fingers and some Orcish slaves run out- they aren't in rags like in the slave camps but seem rather lavishly dressed- well as lavish as a slave can be. They usher Fhuz into the water. It raises about belly high for her, more than enough for a goblin to swim in tho'. Ziz inches herself into the waters and rests against the edge, arms up, out of the water and elbows bent over the stone flooring. The Orcish slaves work Fhuz over, washing her up, cleaning that grime and so forth- occasionally dunking her head and applying soap "Unlucky for you, you've caught me on a hungry day" Ziz murmurs before plucking out a little blue crystal "This here? This is a soul gem" she explains "When you die, it will bind your soul to it and I'll be able to get you back, if you were a good girl" she grins "Or wear your soul as my jewelery as punishment if you weren't" she pauses and sets the gem down at the edge of the pool. "Dont quite recall if we calibrated it so you can keep your memories or if you'll forget each time; but you'll find out soon enough" The orcs finish washing up before bowing to their master and ushering themselves off while Ziz gives a finger curling gesture and beckons Fhuz closer "Now you're going to wash my body, Slave"

Ymary Fhuz  looked around curiously before being quite surprised that she herself was actually being washed.  The orcs were just a little rough for her, she didn't expect her head to get dunked over several times as she tried to listen to her new Master.  She missed the gobli's first words, but was rather aware of the gem, and its effects as the goblin explain it to her.  She had heard of magicks such as this, but they had always been forbidden.  She wondered now, if she ever really had a choice, if she had said no, would the goblin have just eaten her and brought her back anyway?  Even her choice to live, was now meaningless, and that thought that even trying to pick when she died was stolen from her.  Part of her broke.  There really would be no escape now, would there?  She pondered for a moment before nodding and coming closer.  She searches around for the soap the orcs had been using as she looks over the goblin's form.