Tik Tik is no stranger to adventuring. In fact, traversing hidden tombs and ancient treasure vaults has become a bit of a second job for the kobold, so when she discovers the location of a valuable artifact—one that projects a magical aura far beyond its resting place—she is eager to explore!

The kobold walks through the dark corridor, her cloak billowing as the magic surrounds her and fills her. This room has an almost electric air as Tik Tik reaches a hand to grab the jeweled tablet. Whatever power this mysterious artifact holds, it is of incredible magical energy and thus worthy of joining Tik Tik’s collection.

But as she reaches, the static of the air increases, her scales tingling and sparks jolting between her fabric and body. She leaps back from the tablet, only for the arching lightning to pass where she started and strike the artifact!

Tik Tik whirls around, growling and raising her hands before her, magical energy swirling between her fingertips. “Who’s there?”

“Don’t be so upset,” the voice emerging from the other chamber growls. “We both know that was a warning shot.”

Emerging from the gloom is a blue kobold. The newcomer snickers, staring at Tik Tik, electricity crackling between his claws. “Pleasure to see you, Tik Tik.”

“Tozol,” Tik Tik snarls. “I got to this artifact first! You stay away!”

“Oh, you know I can’t do that,” Tozol responds, his brow furrowing. The electromancer thrusts his arm forward, sending crackling bolts of electricity toward the pink kobold!

Tik Tik swishes her cloak toward the crackles, its magical protection absorbing most of the blast. When Tozol fires lighting from his other hand, the fabric catches fire!

A magical ghostly kobold hand unclasps the cloak while two others grab the burning thing and toss it toward Tozol. But Tozol rushes forward, swinging his staff and sending the fiery fabric falling to the ground.

He’s upon her now, his larger, bulkier frame quite monstrous compared to Tik Tik’s small and frail one. “Good of you to give me an excuse to take you out,” he says. “It’ll be fun to show you who’s boss.”

He swipes down at her, energy crackling, but Tik Tik dodges back, hopping and swinging her tail. From the tip comes a ray of magical energy that pierces his robes. Tears and shreds fill the chamber as a claw catches his shirt and a beam destroys his robes.

Tik Tik stumbles back, snarling, tearing off the ripped-up garment, leaving her whole upper body exposed.

Tozol snickers at that, rolling his shoulders and letting his punctured robes slip off. “So, you’re willing to get rough, are ya?” He asks.

Tik Tik stands before him, her feet planted firmly, her hands up defensively.

He nods and rushes forward, his claws crackling, but she and her ghostly hands block and deflect the attack, sending him stumbling forward.

But he trails his tail along the ground, charging up an electrical current and sending it hurtling toward Tik Tik.

The attack strikes her in the stomach, sending her flying back. With a loud SMACK, she knocks into the artifact’s pedestal!

As she slides down against the ground, her back throbbing, she watches as the broad and tall kobold slowly approaches her, her vision slightly hazy in the magical aura filling the area. Tozol lifts his hand and clamps it upon Tik Tik’s shoulder. “You put up a good fight, but it’s time I end this.”

Through the muscle-twitching hum of the electricity, Tik Tik focuses and furrows her brow, growling at the male. “F… fuck you…”

He snorts. “Fuck you too, Tik Tik.” With that, he discharges, sending pulses of body-spasming electricity through Tik Tik’s body.

The pink kobold screams and squirms, her cries loud, but as the jolt ends, she collapses, panting, lying on the side. “Ha…. Ah… t… that all you got?” She asks, fluttering her eyes.

Tozol cracks his knuckles. “You’re a glutton for pain, Tik Tik?”

She lifts her tail, wiggling her butt. “Let’s settle this how you want it, Tozol.”

He quirks his brow ridge. “And why would I do that?”

“You wanna beat me fully?” she asks. As she speaks, her ghostly hands appear on Tozol’s belt, undoing it and pulling it away from him. His leggings drop, revealing a slit from which emerges his burgeoning erection. “I know you desire me.”

Tozol growls, staring down at her. “I could just as easily knock you out and take the prize myself.”

“But you don’t want that, do you?” She says, her eyes half-lidded. One ghostly hand holds him by the waist while another strokes along that growing length, a thumb rubbing at the tip, slipping downward and upward, priming him.

“Tozol climbs atop the pink kobold now, leaning in over her, hot breath by her horn. “You’ll regret egging me on, Tik Tik,” he says, his strong hands moving from her shoulders to her sides. “Making you scream my name is always a treat. And this time…” he says, squeezing her hip, lining up that cock to her womanhood, “This time, I will give you an egg!”

With that declaration, he thrusts forward, his massive cock filling the wizard, spreading her warmth apart to accommodate him.

Tik Tik moans, tilting her head back, panting as she’s spread and as she massages that cock. Her tail wraps around his side, hooking around his tail. She scratches at the floor, her eyes unfocused, rolled back, her tongue rolling out.

Tozol digs his claws into her sides, his voice turning to grunts of animal pumping. Around them, esoteric energy and electrical discharge fire off as he thrusts into her, spreading her deeper, penetrating all the way until he knocks at her inner door.

“Mmmaaaaah!” Tik Tik throws her head back, spit flying through the air and fizzling out. The magic here is strong, and the sensations that rock and shock through her body are also so intense.

Tozol can feel it, too. There’s something different about this chamber—something that pushes him further and shocks his brain into going faster, faster, and harder!

The two had been at this song and dance before. Tik Tik and Tozol, either as allies or as enemies. Their encounters always end the same way—with his massive member buried deep into her, wanting womanhood, pounding away, showing his dominance, vainly making his breeding motions.

As he works on her this time, Tozol’s hand clasps upon Tik Tik’s skull. His hips slap against her. With each thrust, a shock of electricity spurs through her. It makes her insides quiver even more, her body clenching against his cock, milking him more and more for his desire and his pleasure.

And it isn’t as if the pleasure isn’t both ways. The way he touches her and the way he dominates her is quite the experience to behold. Tik Tik often demands to be the recipient of the passion of a man of great libido. It’s never fun when life is entirely going her way. But then again, when is being pounded by a horny and domineering mage like Tozol not going her way.

Her panting breaths are growls of delight, and his head lowering down to let out a breathy groan of his pleasure sends even more shivers running down her. “This time, I’ll have it.

“That treasure is, ha. Mine!”

Tozol squeezes Tik Tik’s head, fingers pulling her brows up, making her eyes widen. His snarl is the response that comes to her—that and an increase in the ferocity of his fucking.

Of course, that’s not what he meant. Tik Tik knows what he wants and wants from her to complete his dominance. But Tik Tik plays dumb. It makes the sex that much more enjoyable!”

Tozol mixes it up, pulling his hand from her head, letting her fall forward as he wraps his arms around her. He pulls her back up against him, squishing her tail between the two of them as he embraces her stomach, his hands grabbing his wrists and locking her in place. At this point, their dance is more him bouncing her on his body. Who says that a mage cannot work on their muscles? Tik Tik certainly doesn’t complain. Instead, she lulls her head back, her tongue rolling out, her vision hazy as the love in her eyes reflects each thrust, her mouth widening, and she cries higher and higher in this magical and secret place.

She cannot hold back. Her body convulses around Tozol, reaching that orgasmic delight that milks his cock even further. Simultaneously, he supercharges his electricity field, crackling throughout the two of them, constricting her body in a tightening feeling, making her chest rise and her teeth clench as the energy surges through her.

Once he is done, she collapses, held up solely by his tight grasp, her head bobbing as he continues his relentless fucking, their bodies smacking, over and over and over again, before finally, Tozol’s load releases.

He grits his teeth, roaring through the sensation as his hot, thick seed shoots up triumphantly into Tik Tik’s hole, swimmers making their way with determined need through her body, reaching into her most sacred of chambers.

Once done, he lets go, letting her plop to the floor, and he presses her butt, pulling his cock out of that tight fuck hole, watching as some of his spent jizz drips onto the stone floor.

He breathes through loud growls, hands falling to his hips, watching her lie there, cheek against the stone, her hips, her lips twitching.

“There…” he says, picking himself up and approaching the artifact. “I got all I wanted.”

But as his claws prepare to touch the thing, Tik Tik’s tail twitches, a jolt of magic hitting him straight on the back, freezing him in place.

Tik Tik picks herself up, her legs wobbling, her balance entirely off. She chuckles, hands on her knees, wobbling up to her prize. “Nah. I think I’ve won.” She says, swiping the thing and holding it close to her chest. Fluttering her eyes, she leans closer toward the male kobold, his eyes burning with fury. “If I need another booty call, I’ll keep you in mind. You’ll be sure to fuck me nice and hard in revenge, ye?” she presses her snoot up against his, rubbing in a teasing boop. “Take care of yourself.”

Tik Tik whistles as she heads off, lifting her discarded and destroyed clothes with a magical movement, her confidence coming back in her legs. But as she walks from the chamber and holds the tablet close to her heart, the kobold feels a warmth within her—a tingling that spreads around her lower tummy.

She whistles to herself, stopping and looking over her shoulder at him. “Oh hey. You did so good this time. My body wants to make an egg,” she says, patting her tummy. “But don’t you worry. I can’t have kids, so I still won. I’ll think of you when I dump this unviable thing in the woods somewhere, okie, Tozy?”

Tozol’s lips curl, his claws curl, and Tik Tik yelps and scurries off into the darkness, sure to avoid him when he frees himself.

His revenges are best served simmering, after all.

But as Tozol finds himself gaining movement in his body again, his snout doesn’t seer into a sneer; it curls into a knowing, devious smile.

He had her just where he wanted her. 

* * *

Tozol is a traveler, so he isn’t an easy kobold to track down. But where there are tales of a bullying electrocutioner spreading through the tavern tales along the countryside, anyone looking to find him is sure enough to do so with enough determination.

He doesn’t advertise his presence save to assert dominance over those who won’t stay in line. Such is the case for the local tavern, where the guards all decided it would be best to kick him out. Instead, he enjoys a feast and a show, though he does not overindulge. It is all to show the people he is in charge.

But, even with a subdued display, the one seeking him finds him. The wizard kicks down the door with her ethereal limbs and waddles onto the building, her hands carrying her engorged stomach.

“There you are!” Tik Tik says, snarling.

“Here I am,” Tozol responds, slipping from his seat.

The people in the tavern step away, giving the two kobold casters a wide berth.

“You’re looking round,” Tozol says, snickering.

“This is your fault!” Tik Tik says, barking back at him.

“I know.” Tozol chuckles, stroking his chin. “It’s a good look for you.”

“My egg period has gone longer than normal!” Tik Tik says. “But it can go any second! Tozol, you jerk! You knew that ruin had special magics!”

“You rolled the dice,” the male says, approaching her, reaching a hand forward, and stroking her cheek with his knuckles. “Now, you’re mine.”

She snaps at him, but he pulls his hand away, only to turn a claw to poke at her nose with a tiny jolt. “Lucky, I don’t want to harm the egg.” He says, grasping her cheeks and squeezing. “You are good stock.”

“I can’t have a kid!” she speaks through squished cheeks.

“You’re pawning it off on me?” Tozol says.

“You will take responsibility, but I’ll ensure you do not raise it!”

Tozol shakes his head, tutting her. “You seem upset.”

She grabs his wrists, prying him from her face, staring up at him with eyes watering. “You big dummy! Breeding isn’t a game!”

“It’s a game of chance.”

“What about their life?” she says.

“It’ll be what they make of it.”

“We have a say in that.”

“Sure,” he says.

“But we don’t know each other.”

“Tik Tik,” he growls, patting her on the head. “We got plenty of time.”

She slaps his hand away, gripping it tightly, magic pulsing through her, strengthening her. “Oh, there’s plenty of time, alright. Plenty of time to show you I’m in charge here.”

“Why’s that?” he asks, his eyes narrowing.

Smirking, the wizard taps her tummy. “Because whether you like it or not, Tozol, there’s one in this world who will share our blood, and with that, our magic is entertwined.”

Tozol snorts. “Yeah? Is that so?”

Suddenly, a pulse of electrical energy surges through him, sending him falling to his knees, gasping, surprised, staring up at her.

“Now, let’s get a bed ready. I’m going to lay this thing.” She lets go and heads over to inquire about a room.

He chuckles and stands up, rubbing his wrist. “Oh, this will be a fine new challenge to conquer,” he says, his growl morphing into a hearty laugh.