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The Accidental Necromancer

Holiday (Explicit Content)

Author: TheAmaraine
updatedAt: 2026-04-15

Once everyone was off, Aurea transformed. “Time?” she asked.

Oh, right. I looked at my watch. “One hour, fifty-nine minutes.” Honestly, I hadn’t looked at it just before we left, because I was concerned about my favorite elf. But I didn’t think Aurea had held back on the speed.

“Yes!” she shouted. “Under two!”

Lysandra glared at her. Aurea grinned back.

Lesseth popped out of the bag, looking beautiful in red.

“Queen Abby!” yelled the goblins again.

“The affairs of state are a leaden load,” Gren said to me, nodding at the throng of short, voluptuous green women. “I’ll look after the frightened fiendess.”

I didn't want to outsource that, but clearly the goblins needed to talk about something. “Okay, okay, what happened?” I asked.

They all spoke at once. Something about the orcs. Orc men. I couldn’t really make it out.”

I held up my hand. “Wait. Just one of you, please. Uh, Maggie.”

They quieted down, and Maggie said. “Well. Not that it’s a problem for me personally, because I’m stretchy. But for the rest of the girls, it’s a real problem.”

“What is?” I asked.

“The orcs!”

Ugh. Had they gotten out of hand? An orc male could easily overpower a goblin woman. There had been plenty of sexual attraction there when I left, although I thought it was mutual and consensual. If they did what I now feared, I’d have to take action – and I had a feeling that Zargaza wouldn’t really understand where I was coming from. Some cultural norms just weren’t acceptable. “What have they been doing?”

“They went from this,” she said, holding her hand with two fingers about two inches apart, “to this!” She held out her hands, indicating a distance of maybe eight inches.

“What are we talking about?” Was that a metaphor for going all the way? The goblin women and the orcs were already fucking at the orgies and elsewhere. Maybe they were starting to propose marriage and the goblins were getting skittish?

Maggie put her hands on her hips and just looked at me.

“You don’t mean?” Inka asked, sounding hopeful, but not finishing her sentence.

“We’re talking the big D,” Maggie said. “Trouser sausages. Weenies that are no longer eenie.”

“Yay!” Inka cheered. She hugged me with sudden ferocity. “You did it!”

I extricated myself reluctantly. Clearly the goblins were not happy. “Are you all trying to tell me that the curse on the orcs has been lifted, and they are back to their normal size?”

“If you call that ‘normal,’” one of the goblins said. “I call it way too big.”

“They have big cocks again?” Inka said.

“And how!”

Inka jumped up in the air. “Yayyyy!”

“It’s not so yay it if happens while he’s inside you,” one of the goblins said crossly.

I gulped. “That happened?”

“To two of us,” she replied. “The paladin, Talos, had to heal us. Barely got there in time, in one case.”

“Okay,” I said. “I can see how that would be pretty traumatic. But –” I got distracted. A few of the goblins had peeled off and were talking to Splat.

“Gnomes have small dicks!” yelled one of them, holding their fingers just slightly wider than Maggie had earlier.

“Hey, not that small!” Splat said. “And you don’t have to go telling everyone!”

I knew an opportunity when I saw one. “We’re going to be building a road to the gnomes, directly through the Dragon-Goblin Forest. Soon, it will be easy for gnomes to reach your home, and vice-versa.”

That was about all I had time for, as the goblins moved to cluster around Splat. I saw Jill walking toward us, and went to meet her. We exchanged hugs.

“Hi honey, I’m home,” I said, joking.

She laughed. “Welcome home,” she said. “I take it you heard about the orcs?”

“Yep.”

“You have something to do with that?”

“Yeah. I – no, we killed Enash.” I told her the story.

Jill giggled. “He was higher level than you, but you defeated him with the power of boobs and friendship!”

“Uh, yeah. The two greatest powers in the universe.”

“Ha!” She looked down at her own cleavage. “I’m massively overpowered, I guess.”

“Have been as long as I’ve known you,” I agreed. “How are the orcs dealing with all of this?”

“Well, work pretty much halted when it happened. Zargaza’s village is one big orgy right now.”

I grinned.

“If, um, you don’t need me here any longer?” Inka asked.

I shook my head. “No, you go back to your post. The orcs might have things they need to buy from the store.”

She gave me a look.

“Which you can close up for today,” I said, with a grin. “Have fun.”

“Can I borrow a bike?”

“Yes.”

The group of goblin women were moving away, with Splat in the middle of them. Boom, Valeria, and Aurea walked over toward me and Jill.

“Splat,” Valeria said, “Appears to be pretty popular.”

“So it would seem,” I said. “I had work for him to do.”

“I don’t think any work is getting done today,” Jill said. “This day may be one of Abbyland’s new national holidays. The trolls are planning an orgy tonight. From what I hear, the orcs are fucking in the streets.”

“Nothing says Abbyland like a national holiday celebrated by sex parties,” I remarked.

“Exactly,” Jill said. “Speaking of which – Aurea, Valeria, you in? Sex party in the Queen’s Palace?”

“It’s just a home,” I said, as Aurea and Valeria nodded.

“It’s a home with beds,” Jill said. “That’s the important part.”

“What about me?” Boom asked.

“Oh, uh, I –” Jill said.

“Jill, this is Boom, a gnomish artificer. Boom, Jill.”

“Hi Boom, pleased to meet you!” Jill said, sticking out her hand. “Figures Abby can’t go anywhere without bringing back a cute girl. Of course you’re welcome to join in. The only rule is you can’t hog Abby.”

“She’s really sexy, isn’t she?” Boom said. “Especially in a wet white shirt.”

Jill grinned. “Sounds like there’s a story there,” she said. “Come on, let’s talk.” Jill put her arm around Boom’s waist and shepherded her back towards my house.

“You did look good in that wet shirt,” Aurea said.

I stared after the retreating forms of Jill and Boom, noting almost against my will that Boom had a nicely shaped rear-end. “Did Jill just decide that I’m having sex with her without asking me?”

“Consent is key, Abby,” Valeria said. “If you don’t want to, then don’t.”

“I didn’t say I didn’t want to.”

Valeria rolled her eyes. “Jill’s right. You can’t go anywhere without bringing back a cute girl. Abby, could you tie me up? It’s okay if that means I just end up watching, writhing in my bonds, unable to even get myself off while being forced to watch everyone else orgasm on your beautiful cock, even the new girl getting more sex than me while I lie there helpless.”

That sounded pretty specific. “Sure, I can do that.”

“I’m for it,” Aurea said. “I love a captive audience.”

Gren and Lesseth walked over. “What’s going on?” Gren asked.

“Orgy at Abby’s to celebrate the orcs getting their schlongs back,” Aurea said.

“Schlongs?” Gren asked. “You mean their beaver bashers? One-eyed wonders?”

“I want to help you do the gnome,” Lesseth said. “I bet you’ll need plenty of lube.”

“Why has everyone decided for me that I’m having sex with Boom?”

“Because we know you,” Valeria said.

An hour later, I was naked on my back. Gren was licking one of my nipples, driving me crazy. Aurea was making out with Jill. Valeria was in the corner, her ankles bound together, her hands tied behind her back, and two lines of rope framing her breasts. Lesseth had a finger, I guess you’d call it, in Jill’s ass, and a slippery hand of sorts around my cock.

Boom was straddling my hips and lowering herself down. “I don’t think it’s going to fit,” she said.

I smiled at her. “You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to,” I said. She was naked, like everyone else. The pink of her perky nipples almost matched her bright hair. Even her pubic hair was pink – of course, there was no reason it shouldn’t be, but I wasn’t used to pink hair being natural.

“I didn’t say I didn’t want to,” Boom said. “I just said I don’t think it will –” She moved down, so that the tip of my cock pressed against her pussy lips. “—fit. No, this is going to kill me. But I’ll die happy.”

“You’ll be happy, alright,” Lesseth said.

“You’re going to ruin me for gnomes, you know. I won’t even be able to feel them.”

“Also, what is it, seventy percent better at this point?” Gren asked.

“Huh?” Boom said.

“Just experience it,” Gren said. “You’ll see.”

“Oh my god, Aurea, you feel amazing,” Jill said.

“I’m so turned on right now,” Aurea said.

“Unnnnhhh!” Valeria said.

Ah. Right. Life of the Party. Everyone was more turned on than usual, because of me. I wanted to put my hands on all of them, too, but that was just normal. Right then, though, I thought I should be focusing on Boom. I teased her nipple with one hand, while sliding the other between us to rub her clit. “Just take it a little bit at a time,” I said.

“There’s plenty of lube,” Lesseth said.

“Fuck her fabulously,” Gren said, and I wasn’t sure whether her meant me or Boom, or which of us she was talking to.

Boom took a deep breath and lowered herself a little more. She was very, very tight. But Lesseth oozed in with me, and inch by inch, Boom managed to take me in, her eyes widening as she did. Even her irises were pink. “Oh! By the Makers!”

“Why is watching that so hot?” Aurea asked. “Or is that just me?”

“It’s not just you,” Jill said.

“No, it’s super hot.” Gren looked over at Valeria. “Comfy over there? Enjoying the show?”

Valeria let out another moan, and thrashed in her ropes.

“She’s climaxing without even being touched,” Gren said.

“Ah!” Boom yelled, wincing.

“You okay?” I asked. I was just over three-quarters in, and I froze, not wanting to make anything worse. She felt like a vise around my shaft, in a good way, and my cock had definitely bottomed out.

“Uh, yeah, but that’s – no one has ever reached that spot before. It’s, um, kinda painful and kinda good at the same time.”

“We can stop, or slow down, or –”

She shook her head. “No. Let’s try that again.” She pushed herself up, and then down again. “Oh!”

“You al –”

But then she bounced up and down again. “Oh yeah. This is incredible!” she yelled.

Some people hated having their cervix bashed, and a few loved it. Possibly Sexual Satisfaction tipped the balance. A moment later she came, screaming my name as she did.

It seemed to create a ripple effect around the room, as Jill and Aurea came a moment later, and Valeria’s moans grew louder. For a moment, Boom’s pussy gripped me too tight for either of us to move, and then she started sliding again. Even without being able to get all of me inside her, there was plenty of sensation.

“I’m close,” I warned her.

She grinned at me. “I want to show you what a gnome girl can do.” She dismounted and slid down the bed.

I watched as she wrapped her lips around my slick cock, and slowly took more of it in. I hit the back of her throat with half of me still to go, but she just swallowed and kept going.

“Wow,” Gren said.

“Is she going to deep throat her?” Jill asked.

“She sure is.”

Amazingly, she did. And when she had all of me inside, it felt like her throat was pulsing around me as she swallowed, repeatedly. I could see her struggle to breathe, and I felt the breath coming out of her nose hitting my pubic bone.

Then she slipped her petite hand into my pussy. The whole damn hand. Lesseth was probably helping, because it slid right in. And I couldn’t hold back anymore even if I wanted to, which I didn’t. I flooded her with cum, and if felt like I must be shooting it straight into her stomach.

She swallowed every last drop. I wasn’t sure she had a choice, actually. When I was done she threw back her head and took in air in big gulps.

“Welcome to Abbyland,” Gren said, with honest sincerity. She waited a full second before adding, “Now move. I’m next.”

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