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Date of first publication in Mr Double's Palisade :
Monday, October 24, 2011

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Filename: trollsvs.txt
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story_codes: trolls/gggg+, sex play, cum, oral, humor, cons

story_intro: What happens when some little girls aged three to five years old are confronted by some huge, well-armed trolls? The outcome is ineveitable, of course - the trolls never stand a chance.

story_language: English





Trolls vs. Toddlers

Written by madvlad


	The heavy oak door swung open with a crash, kicked by Agot's foot. Agot and Krik were trolls, sent to this keep by their captain to fetch some humans who had been taken here for dinner. The rumor had it that the humans in question were very young girls. There had been many stories about humans but most trolls thought the whole concept of these creatures were just a myth. But the reports said that they were here and their battle squad was looking forward to something tasty.

	"I've heard they are quite small," Krik complained. "Barely a mouthful."

	"But quite tender," Agot added. "Most delicacies come in small sizes."

	"Well, there had better be enough of them," Krik grumbled.

	Agot ignored the last statement as complaining was simply an art form for any self-respecting troll. He thought about these human girls. If they really were that small, then their little skulls would make a lovely bracelet for his mate when they were strung together. She always loved the presents he made her from the bodies of their conquered enemies, although his fellow warriors teased him about being a hopeless romantic. Agot shrugged - he was what he was.

	The two troll warriors were an impressive pair, standing nearly twenty feet roll with mottled green skin and yellow dripping fangs. They wore rough kilts around their waists and carried massive battle axes. Entering the main chamber, Agot and Krik scanned the stairs, upper hallways, and catwalks for their meals. In the center of the room was a massive wooden platform where all of the stairs from above led to. Agot pounded the end of his axe on the platform and bellowed a command.

	"All humans assemble here now!"

	There were rustlings of movement all around and the trolls saw small figures emerge from various points. Agot nodded to himself as he saw his first humans. They were very small, female, and aged three to five years. The quartermaster who had rounded them up here at seen to it that they had been stripped of all clothing as it would save time later when it was time to eat. Standing on the platform, their heads were still only at mid-thigh to Agot and Krik.

	They certainly looked tasty with their smooth and soft little bodies. Agot thought they might make cute pets, too, but food came first to trolls. The drool running from Krik's fangs attested to that. There were some variations among them which Agot thought interesting. Their eyes and hair color were a myriad of combinations. Due to their very young age, some were plumper than others in their limbs and bellies. Their buttocks looked ripe and the very miniature puffs of flesh between their legs promised to be quite savory.

	"I am Agot!" Agot bellowed. (Just below violence and food, and just above complaining, bellowing was a favorite pastime of many a troll). 

	"And I am Krik!" Krik bellowed.

	Krik had a magnificent bellowing voice and had once joined a major troll opera company. But rather than sing, he opted for bashing the lead alto's brains out instead during his first show. Critics and audiences alike agreed that it had been one of the best performances ever by a newcomer. 

	Many of the girls trembled and huddled together; cowed by the fine bellowing they were being treated to. Agot noted this with satisfaction. There was no better way to prepare a meal than having the prey tremble before being eaten.

	"We shall be dining soon," Agot continued. "And I..."

	He was interrupted by a girl with shiny blonde hair and merry gray eyes. Standing at the edge of the platform, she had her hands under Agot's kilt and was patting the head of his pendulous prick. She had noticed it dangling just below the hem and now found that it was as big as she was.

	"What's this?" the little girl asked.

	"That's my cock," Agot replied. "Now, you may return to the others and commence your trembling."

	"This looks funny," the girl said. "And look at this!"

	She pushed on Agot's cock, making it swing away from her and back again. Another girl with brown hair joined the first.

	"Can I try?" asked the second girl.

	Agot looked perplexed as several girls took turns pushing his cock. It was probably bad manners for prey to play with his cock, but unlike things like violence and bellowing, trolls were not concerned about good manners. But by now, all of the girls, over twenty of them in all, were standing near the platform's edge. None of them were trembling anymore, which was no way for a meal to act.

	"Look at me!" the first blonde girl cried and she leapt onto Agot's cock, wrapping her arms and legs around his member. 

	Now it was a swing, taking the little girl for a ride. The others were eager to play, too and Agot became quite flustered as these little humans wrapped their naked bodies around his cock and swung away. 

	"Here's another cock!" a tyke with coal black, curly hair called out as she investigated under Krik's kilt. 

	Soon both trolls were reduced to giving cock rides. A piercing squeal cut through the girls' excited chatter as a tiny red-haired girl swinging on Agot's prick held on for dear life as the dick expanded in her grip and began to grow hard. 

	"Look what Telia is making the cock do!" a girl cried.

	Telia, the redhead, stayed aboard as Agot's cock rose into the air until it jutted upward. Telia climbed so that she was on top near the head and then straddled the dick. "Whee!" she laughed as she rode down it like a slide, giggling as she crashed into the base.

	"I want to have a ride!" 

	"No me, I'm next!"

	"Mithter Krik," lisped a round-faced blonde. "Can your cock do that?"

	"Of course it can!" Krik said, forgetting to bellow his reply.

	"Goody!"

	The blonde and another girl climbed onto his cock together, squeezing it with their bodies.

	"Woooow!" they yelled as Krik's organ responded to their presence. 

	The trolls were soon completely lost as all control had been dumped in favor of cock rides. Eventually, they sat down, hoping to rest their pricks, but that only allowed the girls to crawl and climb all over their new, funny-looking friends. 

	Like other troll cocks, Agot's and Krik's were covered with random hard bumps. Although they didn't know why, several children discovered that sliding their pussies over the bumps made them feel very good. A few noticed a strange wetness forming there as they rubbed.

	The trolls noticed this, too, feeling the little wet cuntlets as they pressed against their rigid shafts. Agot's balls were already roiling from the relentless squeezing and sliding and other playing, so when a three year-old brunette began rubbing her sopping bald slit against his already agitated prick Agot launched several huge gobs of jism into the air, splattering several girls at once.

	At first, they didn't know what to make of the thick goo that had been drenched in. Neither troll could be sure how things progressed from there, but it wasn't long before the little humans were playfully painting each others naked bodies with it. More screams and peals of laughter greeted the arrival of a wad blown from Krik's dick. Agot found the sight of these little human girls with their scrumptious bodies glistening with cum quite arousing. When his balls were ready to let loose again (trolls had quick recovery times), he aimed his member at a cluster of little girls and fired. The force of his ejaculation knocked a couple of them over but no harm was done as more of the tykes joined in, wriggling and pressing their bodies against each other as they spread the bounty.

	Agot was already getting hard again when he felt a tapping on his arm. He looked down to see the same three year-old who had capped off the stimulation that led to his first cum. Her hand was cupping her hairless twat and her blue eyes were wide with wonder and confusion. 

	"Mister Agot, my name is Irey and my pee-pee is all wet and itchy," she informed the troll.

	As she spoke, Agot's nostrils detected the light, delicate scent of female arousal. His prick instantly went rigid, giving two five year-old's who had been playing with the head a sudden bounce up in the air. Agot plucked the tot in one hand and sniffed her bald little cunt. Yes, she was definitely the source of this tantalizing aroma. A taste was in order, but as he looked at the tiny squirming figure, he had a stroke of genius that, for the first time in years, didn't involve mayhem.

	Careful not to crush her, Agot plopped Irey in his mouth, leaving only her head protruding from his lips. The children nearby went silent. Agot's tongue licked the delightfully squirming little body inside his mouth, slathering her tummy and chest and plump little buttocks with troll spit. But his was the tiny prize between her smooth, kicking legs that Agot like best. The harder he mashed and rubbed it with the tip of his tongue, the juicier she became.

	"He's licking me," Irey screeched with delight. "It...oh! Ahhhh..." 

	The toddler became even juicier when she came. This was a wonderful discovery for trolls. Instead of using these little creatures for meals - which would require a lot of them, trolls could use them as a kind of candy that got better the more they were sucked.

	Now more girls were hopping and asking to get mouthed. Krik quickly put a pair of four year-olds in his mouth together, sucking and licking on their wriggling bodies that were pressed together as they produced some prime pussy nectar for their huge playmate.

	Sometime later, Agot was sucking on a well-formed redhead when he had another brilliant idea. There was a blue-eyed blonde five year-old who was rubbing her cunny on his prick head. Snatching her in his hand, he was about to move her so he could cum when he pressed her against the slit in his glans. The little tyke squealed as Agot's cum blasted against her loins, shredding her hymen as his jism surged inside of her. The little girl's defenseless womb was filled before the first spurt was done, but as Agot held the girl in place, her belly began to swell.

	When he was through, her distended belly made the whimpering five year-old look quite pregnant. Agot lifted her up and pressed on her tummy with his thumb, sending his semen shooting from the girl's twat and onto her friends. After she had returned to normal size, he set her down and watched her giggle as her friends rubbed her belly. Immediately, a four year-old with her brown hair in braids demanded to be inseminated with troll jism so she could play this new game too.

	Agot and Krik were seasoned warriors used to long, bloody campaigns. But faced with small human girls who were learning how to do fun new things with their bodies, the trolls found their strength and stamina tested to the limit. The hours passed and the images blurred into a collage of tiny hairless pussies, smooth wriggling bodies, and happy squeals.

	Vashul was angry. Of course, he usually was which is why he had been promoted to captain. A happy troll was a lousy commanding officer.

	Two of his finest warriors had gone missing while being sent on a routine food-collecting mission. Vashul had never eaten a human child before and was looking to having five or six of them as an appetizer. But here it was a day later and there was no sign of Agot, Krik, or his snacks.

	Eight of his warriors accompanied him as they stalked up to the keep. It was obvious by the way the shattered door was hanging from its twisted hinges that his two men had been here. Agot had a very distinctive door-kicking method and was the reigning battalion champion in this vent for three years running.

	Stomping down the main hallway, Vashul held up a clawed hand for his troops to stop when he saw Agot and Krik sprawled naked on the floor. Krik was moaning in his sleep and Agot was able to crack open one eye and mutter something to his captain before he passed out again. 

	"Weapons!" Vashul hissed and axes and maces rose in the air.

	Out of the gloom, a small figure approached. It was a naked little human girl with dark hair and green eyes. Based on intelligence reports, Vashul guessed her to be around four and no more than five years old.

	The sight of nine battle ready trolls did not intimidate the child at all. She walked right up to Vashul and lifted the hem of his kilt. Peering underneath, she smiled and then turned her head.

	"More cock!" she called out.

	In the catwalks and stairways all around them, the trolls could hear the patter of tiny feat accompanied by high-pitched squeals and giggles. Their heads swiveled, looking around as the sounds drew closer. As the sounds grew while the little creatures scampered toward them, the trolls wondered just what they had walked into.



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This story is a work of fiction.  Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously.  Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.


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