Tik-Tak

In truth, the sensation of being whipped across the face could have hurt a lot more. But kobolds tend to have marshmallow fists by default, coupled with their rather pitiful strength. When it comes to kobold-on-kobold violence, however, it can very much be felt at times. Tik-Tak grunts and whines in pain as he is socked, made to take a few steps back and hold his poor little snout. Hey! What gives?! It's just some inoffensive ass touching and scent huffing! Then he realizes. It's Mindy! His eyes widen like golf balls, after which he too assumes an aggressive position. She may have her polymorphed instincts to go off of, but Tik-Tak has been a kobold pretty much his entire life. Which means he knows what he is and isn't capable of, his strengths, weaknesses, limits and abilities. And if she truly does decide to fight him, it may not end well for her. "You? Fuck TIK-TAK up? Like THAT?! HA!" When even a kobold takes a kobold as a joke, you know you are pitiful. His teeth break into a snarl as he starts approaching in the typical 'predator stalking the victim' stance, looming just above her menacingly. "Don't make Tik-Tak laugh. You are no better than me now. How does it feel to be on even ground~? Because I will enjoy thoroughly breeding you, over, and over, and OVER!" Seems as though she is keen on putting them both through even more physical anguish than is needed. Because there Tik-Tak was, happily enjoying life, just short of skipping and humming a little ditty as he goes. Until he felt his tail being grabbed, an action he would have normally discredited as part of her tantrum. But when is it ever that simple? "OUCH!!!" In what frankly sounded like a scream out of a cartoon the kobold screeched out in pain, the surprise sufficing in getting him to lose his footing and land ungracefully right on his own ass. At the very top of a hill. The very top of a very tall hill. What do you know... this kobold is awfully familiar for all the right reasons. He has doubts, and at the same time, he is listening to his heart. And his penis. Both of which are awfully familiar with Mindy by now. Look at him. Look at the way in which he undresses her with his eyes. They were this close to touching snouts until she decided to turn tail and make herself scarce. And boy... was that ass looking ripe as all get-out. He's got strands of drool running down his maw as he watches the tantalizing display. "Fucker thinks he can have Tik-Tak's doll... Tik-Tak will show him..." At least now it is in his possession. Tik-Tak is hiding in a cave just a small distance away from the big city, already preparing for a good night of fun. There were a lot of chickenshit boring indications that the dollmaker gave him to get it to work... but all the kobold really cares for is that the doll itself is true to form. And what do you know. It is. One lift of its skirt and he can see that all of his indications were extrapolated to perfection, somehow it looked just like the real thing. "Ehehehohohehe... you have other thing coming for you, dumb cocksleeve elf." So he just has to wait until she falls asleep? He has good info that she should be close enough to the doll itself. "...come on. Work, dammit." Tik-Tak gives it a few impatient shakes. All this prissy magic for what? To be forced to wait on a queue or something?! He growls and sits comfortably at the nearest rock... He rolls his eyes at her comments, just short of telling her off himself. Yeah, yeah. You have magic, that's cool. Save all the fireballs you want. Maybe put one up your ass so you can get that stick out of there while you are at it, would do you one hell of a favour. He's going to have to work smarter to put this whore in her place. But that's not today. Soon, very soon. "You sleep with one eye open from now on." And Tik-Tak leaves just as quickly as he came. A warning of things to come? Perhaps. The kobold does not want to be around when the meat shields she calls her team finally return from wherever it is they bimbled off to. He knows that they are expendable, to himself and to Mindy as well most likely, but he also knows that he stands no chance against a whole group of them. Instead, those little thrusts became bigger and bigger, until the kobold was drawing back his entire cock to the very tip, and then pushing it back in over and over again, giving Mindy a thorough face-fucking whilst keeping him in place and incapable of squirming around too much. She can at least watch as Tik-Tak's hips raise and fall directly onto her face. If he had balls, they'd be throwing some sordid hooks at her chin right about now. He sighs again, though this time more shakily, as he continued his merciless sexual assault on her mouth. If only she could see Tik-Tak's face... and if only Tik-Tak could see the other's. It's hard when your eyes are rolling back and your tongue wishes to be anywhere but inside your own mouth. Precisely as he should have expected, the ruckus she created was his ultimate undoing. With how much he had busied himself finally trying to get a good taste of her pussy, he had completely neglected to be careful about the amount of noise being made. And it finally played against him, his legs shooting out straight and a surprised yip escaping him as he was forcibly drawn from the warm, comfortable confines of her mouth and sleeping bag. And he was so close, that same frustration is returning... Instead of complaining, his first inmediate reaction to getting a faceful of werewolf is to scramble and cower in fear, hissing and whining in a manner that suggested he was scared shitless for his life. Caught red-handed, he's still very much hard, and dripping pre and spit from having fucked Mindy's mouth so thoroughly. Only now he doesn't seem as intent on continuing. "Please not kill Tik-Tak! I go away! Please!!!"