You see the knight slurring himself around, nearly falling out of his seat. The goblin woman has to keep shoving him away when he talks, practically talks at her. Even when he moves over and talks at you it's getting on your nerves, and this is as someone who keeps debating on letting someone around you throw your body around at fairy size. You reach inside of your pouch to pull out your shrink mix and pour a few droplets inside of his mug. The brightly colored potion dissolves into the amber foaming drink, he's so far gone you'd suspect he'd drink it even if it kept its bright color.
You see him chug down the rest of his drink and slams his cup down ready for the barmaid to refill it, which she grabs and goes to do so, used to his brutish behaviors. Taking a minute for effect to kick in, the knight ended up shrinking down. Due to him ingesting the potion instead of dousing himself as you had, the clothes and pieces of armor he brought on with him left in his seat as he shrunk down, even smaller than your fairy size in the massive pile. You hear a choke and see the goblin woman had choked on her drink seeing him go down so small.
"Well well," the green skinned girl speaks grinning down at the recently shrunken man "finally I can have some peace now." The goblin woman hops down from her stool, not as tall as humans, even your grown size has you a few heads over her. It's not you who she standing over now though, swiping some of his clothes and armor off the seat she casts a shadow over the naked drunk. Her hand comes along and grabs the tiny man shaking him around. "Ruin my night to relax with your dumb mumblings, and getting all handsy around! I'll shoe you something to get handsy with shrimp!" You see her use her free hand pull off her leather boot and drop the soldier in. You think he's screaming but it's hard to tell. Following his drop is the bare foot from the goblin immediately. She even pulls the top of it up her leg to make sure extra force is pulling him to her foot.
Making sure to walk on him, she moves her way over to you. Hopping right into your lap, her leather pants hugging her round bottom as she sat in place, getting comfortable by shaking her hips in to excite your crotch. Doing its job, her little lap dance is exciting you plenty.
"Don't think I didn't see you slip that into his drink, fairy boy." She has to look up at you while sitting in your lap, giving you a view down her shirt seeing her green breasts peeking out. "I didn't think having a little guy underfoot would be so fun, I wouldn't mind another if you know what I mean." While rubbing herself on your lap, she walks her fingers up your tunic up to your mouth. Her thin little green finger tapping you. You use your head to go along with what she proposes by...
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