With that said, Lyssandra's form rippled, and another two clones stepped out of the flesh of the walls flanking her bed. They were perfect replicas, equally naked and equally aroused. Their enormous, thick cocks sprang free, bobbing with anticipation. The goblins gasped, their eyes wide with a mix of awe and primal lust.
"Ah, yes, that's better. More of me to go around," the original Lyssandra laughed, her voice a throaty caress. The clones stand on either side of her, forming a wall of dominant divinity.
"Well, what are you waiting for?" the clone on the left purred, her voice a mirror image of Lyssandra's own. "Don't be shy."
The clone on the right reached down and slowly, deliberately, began to stroke her own dick.
Slick… slick… slick…
The sound was loud and obscene in the suddenly silent room.
"Show your mother how happy you are to see us," Lyssandra commanded.
One brave goblin stepped forward, her short but thick shaft already rigid. She dropped to her knees before the original Lyssandra, nuzzling her face against the base of her mother's cock.
"Mmm… good girl," Lyssandra moaned, carding her fingers through her child coarse hair. "That's it. Worship it."
Another goblin shuffled toward the clone on the left, the goblin girl's small hands trying to encircle the impossibly girthy shaft. She couldn't, of course, but she tried, her fingers stroking the taut skin.
The clone threw her head back and let out a husky laugh, a sound that vibrated through the goblin's entire body. "Eager, are we? I like that."
Soon, the room was filled with a chorus of sounds. The wet slurping of goblin mouths trying to swallow the heads of Lyssandras' penises. The soft, fleshy thwap of her clones' balls as they hefted their dicks, presenting them for adoration.
The goblins grunted and moaned, their own hips beginning to thrust instinctively, their schlongs rubbing against each other or against the floor.
"That's it, my darlings. Get it all wet. Make it ready," Lyssandra cooed, her hips starting to rock in time with the attentions. "I want to see you all drooling for your reward."
The scene descended into a den of pure, hedonistic devotion. Lyssandra and her clones stood as towering monuments of desire, their bodies being attended to by a swarm of eager, futanari goblins.
One goblin, a slightly larger one with a deep green hue to her skin, abandoned the cock and burrowed her face between the original Lyssandra's legs. Her tongue snaked out, lapping at the sensitive folds of her vagina, which was already beginning to glisten with arousal.
"Mmm, thank you, mother. Your nectar is divine," the goblin murmured against her.
Lyssandra chuckled. "Of course it is, my child. It is your source. Now, don't be selfish. Share."
The little girl giggled and moved aside, making room for another goblin who immediately began to cherish her clit with tiny, fervent kisses. Two others attached themselves to her breasts, their lips tugging and nibbling at her sensitive nipples.
"Nnngh… yes, right there…" Lyssandra sighed, her eyes fluttering shut for a moment. "That's it, my loves. You know exactly how your mother likes it."
One of the clones on the right laughed as a pair of goblins worked on her anus, their tongues probing and circling the tight entrance.
"Haha… you two are… very enthusiastic back there," the clone panted, her cock twitching with every lick. "Don't forget your own reward. Stroke yourselves for me. I want to watch you spill."
The goblins moaned in agreement, one hand braced against the clone's firm ass cheek while the other began to pump furiously at her own thick goblin dick.
A smaller goblin was on her knees before the clone on the left, desperately trying to deepthroat the colossal member. She gagged, her throat bulging, but pushed on.
Gurk… gluck…
"Mother… so big…" she choked out, strings of saliva and precum dripping from her lips to the floor.
The clone gripped her hair, holding her head steady. "Take it, little one. This is the strength I give you. Breathe through your nose. That's a good girl."
The room was a symphony of pleasure. The slick sounds of tongues on flesh, the wet suckling noises from her breasts, the rhythmic slicking sounds of hands pumping cocks, and the chorus of gasps, moans, and guttural grunts of appreciation from all seven goblin girls.
The pleasure mounted to an impossible peak. Lyssandra's body arched, a strangled cry ripping from her throat. Her clones mirrored the motion, all three of them reaching their orgasm in perfect unison.
"Take it! All of you! TAKE YOUR REWARD!" she screamed.
A veritable torrent of thick, white semen erupted from all three cocks. The first spurt painted the faces of the goblins kneeling before them, the heat shocking them into gasps of pure ecstasy.
Then, the flow turned into a relentless, pulsating flood. It was too much. Cum splattered across faces, dripping into their hair, and coating their bodies in a slick, warm sheen.
"Nnnngh... Fill me, mother!" one goblin cried out, her mouth hanging open wide.
Lyssandra aimed her cock down, and a thick rope of semen shot directly into her child's gaping mouth, splashing against her tonsils. The goblin gagged, her neck bulging as she frantically tried to swallow, a thick white paste overflowing her lips and dribbling down her chin.
Another goblin caught a jet in her open mouth, her hands flying to her own cock, which exploded with a high-pitched shriek of pleasure. Her own, paler seed sprayed onto the floor, her entire body convulsing as she was flooded with the taste of her mother's essence.
"That's it… swallow… gulp it all down… you thirsty things," Lyssandra panted, her hips jerking with each ejaculation. "This is my blessing. My mark. This is what makes you strong."
The goblins were a mess of ecstasy, their necks bobbing desperately as they tried to gulp down the sheer amount of semen being sprayed over and into them. Their faces were masks of white, their bodies trembling with their own orgasms as their mother claimed them, marking them inside and out as her own.
"Yesss, mother… so much… thank you… thank you…" they whimpered between swallows, completely lost in the torrent of their creator's lust.
Then all of Lyssandras lied down on the king-size bed, sprawling in an inviting display. Their bodies, slick and gleaming with sweat and semen, were positioned on all fours. They wiggled their plump, heart-shaped asses in a blatant invitation to the goblins behind them.
"Come on, my darlings. Don't keep a mother waiting," Lyssandra purred, looking back over her shoulder with a challenging gaze.
Without a moment's hesitation, the futanari goblins scrambled onto the bed, their shafts already rock hard again. Two goblins immediately flanked each clone.
"Three for me, then," the original Lyssandra declared with a breathy laugh.
One goblin lied below her and shoved her cock into Lyssandra's dripping vagina, her hips slapping against the firm flesh with a wet smack. "Ah! Yes, mother, take it!" she grunted.
A second goblin positioned herself at Lyssandra's tight anus. She spat on her hand and slicked her cock before pushing forward, the head popping in with a pop. "Nnngh! So tight, mother," she whined, her hips beginning to piston in and out.
The third goblin scurried around to the front, grabbing Lyssandra's hair and pulling her head back. She forced her dick past her mother's lips, and Lyssandra moaned, her tongue swirling around the shaft.
The other clones were not left wanting. They each had one goblin in their pussy and one in their ass, their bodies rocking in sync with the frantic, powerful thrusts.
The rhythmic slap of skin on skin. The slick, squelching noises of cocks pumping into dripping holes. The wet, choking sounds of mouths being fucked. The symphony was overwhelming.
"Yes! Yes! Deeper! FUCK your mother!" Lyssandra cried out, her voice muffled by the cock in her mouth. Her body was a vessel of pure sensation, her enormous breasts swaying violently with each impact.
Each of Lyssandras and her clones' cocks were grinding hard against the stomachs of the goblins underneath them, the shafts trapped between their bodies. Without letting her down, the children under them twisted their necks, craning up to lick and suck at the heads of their mothers' cocks.
"Mmm… yes, my clever girls… lick it," Lyssandra grunted, pushing her hips back to meet the thrust of the goblin in her ass. "Show me how much you want to put a baby in me. Would you like that? To fuck your mother so hard you make her pregnant with another one of you?"
The goblins beneath her whimpered in agreement, their tongues working feverishly over the sensitive crowns. Their own hips were bucking up, their cocks pistoning wildly into Lyssandra. It was a brutal, frenzied pile-up of flesh.
"I can feel you getting closer," Lyssandra gasped, her voice tight with strain. "Are you going to do it? Are you going to fill your mother's holes with your thick goblin cum? CUM IN ME! PUT YOUR BABIES IN YOUR MOTHER! DO IT!"
Her words, crude and commanding, spurred them on. Their frantic rhythm became a chaotic, desperate pounding.
"AH! MOM, I'M CUMMING!" shrieked the goblin in Lyssandra's pussy, her entire body locking up as she slammed into her one last time.
"YES, DO IT, IMPREGNATE ME!" Lyssandra roared, her voice cracking with a mixture of agony and ecstasy.
Her hands shot back, interlocking with the hands of her other two clones. The connection was a supernatural one, a feedback loop of overwhelming sensation. All three of them were bound together in this moment of ultimate release.
The first goblin to explode was the one buried in Lyssandra's pussy. She let out a deafening shriek, her hips jerking violently as rope after rope of thick, white semen flooded her womb.
The sensation sent a chain reaction through the room. The goblin in Lyssandra's ass cried out, her load pumping deep into Lyssandra's bowels. The one fucking her face shuddered, unloading down her throat and she greedily swallowing every drop.
And then the Lyssandras came.
All three of them let out a single, unified scream that seemed to shake the very foundations of the dungeon. Their cocks, which had been trapped against their goblin children, erupted with terrifying force. Massive jets of semen shot out, splattering across the goblins' faces and chests, covering them in a fresh coat of their mother's divine seed.
The air grew thick with the scent of sex and semen, the sounds of panting and whimpering bodies slowly quieting as the frenzied energy gave way to a deep, sated exhaustion.
"Mmm… good children… so good…" Lyssandra murmured, her body collapsing onto the bed, a living canvas of cum and satisfaction.