Gnome is where the heart is

Mining is tough work. The hours are long, the labour is back breaking, the breaks are short, and the heat can be unbearable most of the times. Men have always been miners, especially if the money is good, but twenty years after the discovery of monsters living among us and their integration into society. Giant ants have pretty much taken over the mining industry, they do the work of five men for the price of one. Though some captains of industry still like to stick to tradition, or can't really handle being flirted with by so many people in a twelve hour shift. So that’s where me and my boys get our work. Us regulars have been here in Nevada for ten years now, the old crew having finally all moved on and retired. We're all young, got into the industry right out of high school or even before.
It was a Tuesday when I thought I was just going in for another shift, driving past the office trailer and finding my work buddies all sitting around or pacing back and forth.

“What the hell is this?” I yelled, stepping out of my car and slamming the door. “We should have started work half an hour ago!”

“Some bad voodoo down there, Sam.” Carl tried to explain, I could tell by the grime on his face that he was already down in the pits.

“Bad voodoo?” I asked him, raising a brow and glancing over his shoulder. “What do you mean “Bad voodoo”?”

“A fucking ghost, that's whats bad voodoo!” Terry, one of the newer guys called out.

“A gho-” I stumbled over my words, rubbing my eyes with my finger and thumb. “What is this? Seventeen-fucking-seventy four? Go down there and tell her to get fucking lost!”

“Man, that's some mean-ass spirits down there, Sam.” Lenny added in, brushing his hand against his sheep wool like hair. “Breaking rocks apart and crumbling walls and shit, that ghost is mad as hell.”

I looked Lenny up and down, then back to Carl, my hands at my side. Finally I gave in, throwing my hands up and stepping past the crew without forgetting to knock my shoulder into Carls.

“Alright fine, you pussy’s stay out here and braid each others hair.” I barked as I grabbed a torch and my tool belt from the car. “I'll go have a talk with lil'miss angry spirit down there.”

“Hey, Sam! Be careful!” Terry warned while I walked past him. I acknowledged his omen with a wave of my hand, stepping into the mine and following the trail down to our usual work site.

I had to admit, the work site elevator was actually pretty unsettling when you weren't cracking jokes with the idiots beside you. It roared with a loud, grinding hum every second of its descent and I wasn't sure if it was going to break or fall off its latch at any second. Finally, the lift pushed against the metal support below with a furious clang, leaving me alone with the darkness of the mines. The elevator lights didn't do much to make my surroundings visible.

I opened the safety gate and stepped out, the guys didn't even have enough time to turn on all of the lanterns above, and frankly neither did I. I reached up and grabbed on to the nearest lantern, pushing in the plastic button on its side and lighting up my surrounding area if only slightly more.

The white light from the lantern licked against the smooth stone, giving it an almost glistening look. I never really noticed it before, not when I was smashing a pick axe into its side at least...

“Hello!?” I called out into the darkness, squinting my eyes in some vain attempt to make out anything in the enveloping dark of the cave. I sighed and turned on my torch, piercing the black before me and stepping out of the reassuring false sense of security given to me by the lantern.

“I swear to god if this is one of those float behind you jump scare ghosts, I am dunking her head in holy water...” I muttered to myself.

I advanced further into the darkness, stopping at every third lantern to turn it on. The deeper the uneasier I felt, I was starting to understand why the boys made a run for it the second things got spooky. I continued my trek until I reached our current usual spot at the back of the mine, carts and engines still sitting unused for today's work. I stepped into the big, open pit, sliding down the side until I hit flat dirt again. Being this deep in a mine was very unsettling on your own, it was just you, the sound of your breath, and the eerie noises bouncing off the rocky interior.

“C'mon!” I complained, now impatiently, there really weren't that many places to hide. “I'm getting sick of this bullshit. If we don't work, we don't get paid!”

My words seemed to trigger a response, I tripped and stumbled as the ground under me began to quake. I lost grip of my torch as it smashed and flickered into the dirt, leaving me in complete darkness. I suddenly lost my balance and fell over, falling on my ass in the complete darkness until the quaking stopped.

“Shit...” I cursed, rolling on to my knees and crawling through the dirt and darkness. I couldn't see anything, even my own hands in front of me as I groped through the darkness.

“C'mon, where are you?” I asked the inanimate object that was my torch. I continued forwards, grasping at nothing and brushing my other hand against the ground until I suddenly groped something in front of me. A soft, smooth lump rested against my hand, it felt almost like skin. I gulped, a sudden chill crawling down my skin. I ran my hand through the dirt even faster until I felt the metal end of my torch.

I brought it back to life, swinging it in front of me and bringing light to the object I was groping. My heart skipped a beat as my victim came into light, this was no ghost, no ghost at all. Stand in front of me was a woman with brown skin and emerald green eyes. We stared at one another for what felt like an eternity until she finally looked down, blinking at my hand that was cupped firmly against her breast. She looked back at me, a red blush appearing on her face.

I pulled back suddenly, falling back on my ass and scurrying in the dirt.
“Sorry!” I cried, suddenly forgetting why I was down there to begin with. I kept my light shining on her, she squinted and shielded her eyes with large, rocky hands.

My adrenaline suddenly died down, getting a good look at the monster now that she was in the light. This was no ghost, her ears were pointy and longer than a usual humans, and she had root-like out lines running down certain parts of her body. Her hair was a dark brown and shoulder length, with two green plant-like stems protruding from the top of her head.

But most of all her hands and legs were like mud visible against the dirt unless she moved. When she did move they shaped into more human like limbs, though still large and rocky in appearance.
“Hey. Hey!” I barked, pointing at her. “This is a work site! You aren't supposed to be here, and you aren't even wearing a hard hat!”

I recognize this type of monster. A Gnome I think they were called, monsters that live in caves and mines, either this one moved in last night or we kind of dug into her home on accident.

The Gnome trailed two of her large rock-like fingers down the breast that I had touched, her face still a bright red. She looked back at me and tilted her head, blinking twice before slowly crawling forward. I didn't crawl back as she approached, only staring on in curiosity as she approached until she was practically on top of me.

The Gnome looked down on me, moving in closer until our noses practically touched.
“H-hey!” I stammered. “Easy there sister, I have a girlfriend!”

I was lying, I didn't have a girlfriend. Hell, I've never even had sex before. I didn't even know why I lied, maybe I was scared, maybe I thought she was going to drag me underground and keep me prisoner for the rest of my life or something.

Once again she tilted her head, staring deep into my eyes with those big, droopy emerald orbs of hers.
“You're cute.” The Gnome announced to me with a soft smile, planting her hands firmly into the dirt on each side of me.

“W-wait, hold on, wha-” I was suddenly cut off with the Gnomes lips pressed against mine, soft moans escaping into the air as she tenderly kissed me. I could both smell and taste plant sugar, the Gnome slipping her tongue into my mouth and coyly playing with mine. I could feel her hands press against my side, could she even feel through those? I could still feel pricks of pain and pressure on my rib cage even though it was obvious that she was trying to be gentle.

Soon, she removed her tongue from my mouth, licking both my lips on the retreat. I still didn't know what I should do, simply staring on like a dumbfound village idiot. She wiggled her large rocky hands in the air, bits and pieces falling off until they were a more manageable size.

The Gnome pressed her index and middle finger against my chest and began to walk them down my stomach until she reached my pelvis, unbuckling both my tool belt and actual belt before unzipping and pulling off my pants before I even had time to protest. I honestly had no idea what to do, all the bravado and shit-talking I do with my co-workers was easy and familiar, but interacting with a woman was a whole different ball game, at least to me. Interacting with a monster was an even different can of worms.

The Gnome peeled my boxers back, my dick was already hard from the little escapades the monster had in my mouth a few moments ago. She began to examine it, looking it over from left to right, top to bottom until finally pressing her tongue against the base and slowly dragging it up until she licked the tip.

Goosebumps covered my body and my body jolted from the sudden sensation. The Gnome looked up at me and smiled again, licking my rod again and again until it was completely covered in her drool. Even if I could get away I didn't really want to at this point...


The Gnome leaned against me, pressing her hands against her two breasts and pushing them against my cock. Leaned forward, watching the Gnome slide my cock forwards and back in between her breasts, gently licking and sucking the tip every few strokes. I gulped and ran my fingers through my hair, sensations like I've never felt before coursing through my body. I could feel my heart smash against my chest and a tingle through my groin that made my leg kick constantly.

I couldn't hold it in anymore, as embarrassing as that was. I groaned and gritted my teeth as I released into her mouth. She drank every lost drop and licked the head clean, gigging to herself and licking her lips while I lied in the dirt like a brain dead idiot.
“Not done.” She suddenly announced, continuing to stroke me in between her breasts. “I want to have fun too...”.

“H-hey wait, whats happening?” I asked her, leaning against my forearms for leverage.  The Gnome worked her magic until I was rock hard again, no pun intended. Once I was to her satisfaction, she crawled on top of me, her left hand molding in with the dirt and her right holding my dick up straight.

She giggled in anticipation, teasing both me and herself by rubbing the tip against her folds before finally pushing me inside her. She howled into the air, her right hand also molding with the earth beside me. Slowly she began to move, bouncing up and down against my pelvis.

“Does it feel good?” She asked me in a sweet voice, bouncing and grinding at just the right speed to massage my cock inside her, her walls constricting and hugging with every drop. I was breathing deeply through my mouth, my hands caressing her sides and her chest. In time I found the confidence to join her, sitting up and wrapping my arms around her as I thrust upwards inside her.

The Gnome yelped in surprise, her hands pulling from the ground and pressing against my back. I ignored the sudden surge of pain against my spine, though she did lighten her grip a few moments later. I pressed my lips against her neck, bouncing her up and down against my rod to the sounds of her sweet moans.

I pushed against her until she fell on her back, both of us lost in the heat of the moment. I felt her legs wrap around my back and her grip around my neck tighten. I once again ignored the pain, pressing my lips against hers in a deep, tender kiss.

The Gnome arched her back against me, her moans becoming more and more frantic. I pulled my lips away from hers, pressing my forehead against her body and doing my best to hold on, but unfortunately I wasn't prepared for something like this today.

I once again exploded inside her, the Gnome grinding her stone fingers against my back and biting her lip as I filled her up.  I fell on top of her, doing my best to regain my breath. The Gnome brushed her hands against my hair as gently as she could without hurting me. Though I knew taking a nap wasn't an option, and much to her distress, I pushed myself to my feet and grabbed my pants.

“C'mon, lets go.” I stated, hooking my fingers with hers and pulling her off the ground.





“Jesus Christ, Sam! There you are!” Terry cried, putting his phone back into his pocket. “Almost called the police and send the god damn SWAT in looking for you a-, whats that?”.

“Who, her?” I asked Terry, nudging the arm that the Gnome was clinging to. “This here's a Gnome, the big scary ghost you guys were worried about.”

Carl eyed me, and then her, his jaw slowly dropping, “Ah jeez Sam, y'fucking didn't.”.

“I sure as shit did.” I stated triumphantly. “And now I'm taking the rest of the day off, you can tell the foreman whenever he shakes his lazy ass out of that hang over and actually shows up.”.

I left my crew behind me, giving them all a wave before opening the passenger door for my new companion. I could see Lenny in the back, shaking his head before turning towards the mine.

“So, where do you want to go?” I asked the Gnome, who leaned in and rested her head against my shoulder.

“Home~.”