A Minion's Tale: Ewe and Me
The town burned with an unholy fire. Bodies were piled high, some missing different body parts, or mangled beyond recognition. The town had been sacked burned and looted by one who's evil was like that of a nightmare. He stood seven feet tall in his grey steel armor. His helm bore a crown of spikes and his eyes glowed red within the shadowy depths, and in his hand the cursed mace that had slaughtered thousands, and thousands more to come....
But this story is not about him...
Its about this guy...
A small Goblin with brown skin and pointed ears stood behind a line of the other minions of various colors. They were only a little more then two feet tall and laughed as they watched the work of their lord. Griggy was unlike the other minions. While his kin would be heavily armored with axes and swords, he only wore a loincloth and wielded a wooden club. He was the runt. The worst in all of his lords army and he knew it. Fred, the sickly blue goblin was even considered better then Griggy. All Griggy did that was evil during the fight was he peed on the carpet, but that was because he was scared.
The lord Blew his evil horn calling for the minions to return to his lair. They started heading for the portal when Griggy tugged on his lord's cape. The dark one turned, focusing his deadly gaze of the failed minion, saying no words but demanding to know what Griggy thought was important enough to dare to interrupt him. Griggy cowered as he asked his question in his shrill, high pitched voice.
"M-M-M-Master, c-could Griggy s-stay behind, and kill s-s-something?" Griggy wanted to redeem himself in the red eyes of his lord, and the only way he knew how, was to slaughter innocents. The dark lord looked upon the weakling with scorn. This runt was an embracement to him, but allowing him to stay would ether get him killed or he would succeed and end the taint on his evil reputation.
The lord dismissed Griggy to kill what ever he pleased with a wave of his almighty hand, then turned and headed towards the portal with the more useful minions in toe. As Griggy watched his lord and kin disappear though the portal, he set out in search of something to kill.
After walking down the road for an hour, dragging his cub behind him, Griggy heard a sound that was not that far away. He rand towards the sound to find a farm. It had been abandoned by its owner when he had heard that Griggy's lord was coming, and left it and everything else there. Griggy's eyes went wide and his mouth drop, and drool started to drip from his sharp toothed maw. There in the field was what had caused the noise. Fluffy, white, little, bleating sheep. "Sheeeeepy?" he said in happiness. All minions found sheep irresistible to kill or eat sheep. It was the greatest thing in the world to them.
Griggy ran in an all out sprint, with tongue waving in the wind, to the fenced off plot of grass where the unaware sheep grazed. He climbed through the wooden fence and looked for the nearest sheep. He found a small ewe, fluffy and ignorant of the little minion's intent. Griggy dropped his club, wanting to rip the sheep apart with his teeth and claws. His master would like that. He grabbed the sheep and turned it around Yelling "Sheeeeepy!"
The sheep just stared at him as she nomed away on the grass that was in her mouth, causing Griggy to stop. The Sheep had no fear of him. Every thing they had fought screamed, begged and ran, but the sheep didn't. Was it that Griggy was so pathetic that even the animals did not fear him? Griggy wanted to be angry, but he could not. He just stared at the ewe's golden eyes, lost in their depths.
After a few seconds of this, the sheep lost interest and turned back around to continue eating, breaking the spell on Griggy. His mind freed of the sheep's gaze, he retuned to thoughts of how to kill the beast in the most evil of ways. He decided that he would eat the sheep alive. His master would love that. He gave the sheep a taste with his long tongue, and was surprised that it did not taste that fluffy... Just salty...
Griggy looked at what he had just liked and saw that it was the ewe's sex! The sheep looked back at Griggy with those golden eyes and trapped him once again in her spell as Griggy lost all thoughts on eating the sheep. It bleated at him with a long cute, "BaaAaaAaah!"
Something stirred in the minion, as his loincloth started to rise from his growing member. Something wasn't right but Griggy didn't care anymore. All he wanted was to fuck this sheep. To give it pleasure and to make it happy. The goblin said "Sheeepy?" in a daze as he striped the cloth off, and hefted his naked form towards the horny sheep.
Despite the enchantment of love on the goblin, he was still a goblin and wasted no time in thrusting his arrow tipped shaft into the sheep's sex. Griggy Humped the Sheep mercilessly. Pounding into her causing the ewe to bleat with joy, but the goblin merrily humped away, he heard a rough and deep bleat, followed by a grunt, and sounds of running. Griggy turned his head without stopping his bouncing hips to see, just in time, a large ram. It Grunted as it jumped onto Griggy and he yelled in fear. Rams had killed many of his kin before and now his naked, unarmored body, was sandwiched between a ewe and a ram!
The little minion yelped in surprise and pain as the ram "rammed" his cock into his virgin ass hole. The ram started thrusting in and out smoothly due to the pre that made his cock slick. The pounding on him subsequently forced the Goblin in and out of the ewe faster and harder. Griggy hugged the ewe for dear life and overwhelming pleasure as he was thrusted into as he himself, thrusted into the sheep. The warm wet walls of the ewe, and the large slick meber in his has was too much for the goblin and he released all of his pleasure into the ewe yelling "Sheeeepy!"
The Ram pounded Griggy's hole a few more times before climaxing himself, shooting his load deep into the minion's bowels. The ram pulled out, causing the goblin to drop to the grass, but Griggy didn't have much of a chance to rest as the angry ram stared to chase him across the field with dripping cock and ass, yelling as he ran from his attacker. The ram chased the screaming Griggy into the farmhouse and hit him with it's horns knocking him into the fireplace. It no longer had fire in it but the ashes were still still hot enough to burn the goblin. Griggy jumped from the pain, flinging hot ashes at the ram setting his wool ablaze. Both of them started rolling on the floor like two idiots who had drunken too much beer, until the fire was out.
The ram got up, with murder in his eyes, and charged at Griggy. Griggy jumped and ended up on the back of the ram, holding on to its singed wool for his life again. The ram ran out of the house bucking as he ran trying to dislodge the minion from his back. He finnaly managed to, and Griggy was flung over the fence, with wool still in his hand, and landed in a small pond next to the farm.
The beaten Goblin got up and started the long walk home, bruised and hurting from his failure. He knew his master was sure to kill him for this...
When he returned he went before the dark stone throne of his lord and master, and bowed before him with head bent low, not speaking for fear that he would have his tongue removed. The dark ruler looked upon the wet goblin and saw the burnt wool in his hands, and assumed that Griggy had killed a sheep gruesomely and tortured it as well. He then guessed that the runt had been probably had been beaten by the ram that those damn farmers keep around and he jumped into a lake to escape. The dark lord spared the goblin pleased that he could have done such deeds, and presented him with a sword as a reward, and kicked the minion to send him on his way.
The confused Griggy later found out that if the lord had decided that he was indeed useless, he would have been cut up and fed to the other goblins, but instead the runt sat with all of the others, with sword on his back feasting on the meat of fred with a nice lemon glaze. The only thought on his mind was if he could sneak out later to see the ewe again...