Luke bit his lower lip, pondering his course. His cock was already throbbing at the thought of new flesh against his - to think of how wonderful his changes had simply felt, and how charitable it seemed to fill the other human's evening with such delight. He was closer now, his member steering him forwards into the grasp of the human. Yet, just as Luke stood out of reach of the man, his figures just glazing the edges of his tip, that he pulled back.
"No" Luke commanded, but not before the man managed to claw a helping of pre drizzling from yourself. The man stuck his fingers into his mouth and began to suckle on it. Luke turned, his checks burning with greed at how soothed the man now seemed. The hobgoblin let out another chuckle.
"It may not be the quickest dosage, but it'll be a start."
The human prisoner let out a gasp, Luke recognised his expression as one of sudden clarity at his actions and what was to come. But what could have once been dread was erased as he began to moan.
The Hobgoblin almost seemed impressed, making envious glances between you and the human. "You're so potent," the hobgoblin grinned.
Leaning into the metal bars, began thrusting desperately forward and griding the air for his form was enraptured by a lust not designed for humans. He tore away at his clothing, grinning at his liberation was he did away with his pre-stained pants. Masturbation was the next course of action as he went wild on himself, not limited by your inhibitions for control. Perhaps it was the constant proximity to the other hobgoblin, but you didn't care to learn. You turned to leave, but your cock twitched in protest sending you stumbling forward with a guttural moan.
"You can't hold off forever, not since we've gained in numbers. No town will be safe, I can assure you. We will free each man we meet and you'll see that this resistance was foolish."
You would've turned and spat in the creatures direction, if his form weren't to present to admire and if the sounds of sex were not so inviting. So you fled, seeking cover in darkness and with a new and admirable litheness crawled up into the window with endowed dexterity and into your inn-room. You nose crinkled, the air of your room starting to thicken with your new musk, perhaps thanks to a combination of your cum-stained bedsheets and your physical exertion.
What would await you now you had set a great curse upon the town?
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The man in the cell lost his humanity within a delightful 15 minuets. Each cum splatter painted the soil of his cell and fragmented their air with his cursed musk. Thicker body hair, larger muscles and a growth spurt that sent the average man into a thick scale like a monstrous body builder. With one lust gush of sperm, his skin shifting from brown to a deep red, did the new creature crawl onto his feet already hard.
All it would take was one splat of his spunk, which pooled at his feet, against the guard set check in on them within the hour, and the town would be theirs.
None were safe. All would be saved.