Reincarnated as a Goblin and a Ghost Chapter 1 (Patreon)

Didn’t I die?”

The two men were just coming back from their shift at the convenience store, walking by the road, dim lights lighting at midnight, discussing the latest shows they have been watching and the latest hentai they have been reading.

Hayato was hoping to get home to watch some isekai, Yoshi wanted to get home and rub one out.

Moments before the truck hit, as the adrenaline rushed to their systems, everything slowed, Hayato wondered if this was really it.

He knew that death was the end, there was no such thing as another world as much as he had enjoyed indulging in the fantasy that there were, he really was going to be smashed into pieces by a truck of all things. This couldn’t be real, he had to be hallu-

Yoshi on the other hand thought that he hadn't fapped for days. It was all supposed to be leading up to that moment when he could finally let go.

But goddamn it. Here’s a truck approaching him at high speed.

He hasn’t even cummed yet, and he’s gonna die here with his high school friend. It wasn’t like his life was leading up to anything anyway, so does it even matter? But his balls still full of-

They regained consciousness. Hayato looked around. He was alive. The truck actually did it, he shouldn’t have so little faith because the truck actually did what it was supposed to do. Isekai was actually real, his harem awaits him, his heroic accomplishment shall be sung through the taverns, the world that requires saving is right at his doorstep, of course it shouldn’t be easy.

It should be hard, he is hoping that through his trial and tribulations he shall win his harem, he hated OP main characters anyway.

His mind is already fantasizing about the thousand things that shall come for him. That is until he saw his stocky legs and green body.

Now that was a weird configuration for someone who is supposed to be the savior of this world, why the hell was his skin green and why was his legs stocky?

Did he get reincarnated as a midget? He stood up as he realized he made a strange groan. A low groan that sounded inhuman, it was then it occurred to him that things of course were never going to go as planned. He realized he was in a dark cave with a singular torch hung up on the walls lighting his surroundings.

Yoshi on the other hand was just happy that he regained his consciousness that he is aware that he is still himself, it doesn’t really matter whatever that happened.

As long as he kept his dick, he'd go with whatever circumstances that it was going to be. But when he reached for his precious sword, he couldn’t find it anymore. In fact he couldn’t feel anything concrete that was himself to be sure.

He looked up and saw that his body, bloodied and in pieces lit up by a torch.

He had died and now he was a ghost. Worst part was that he could see what appears to be a goblin next to a torch, the short little thing was panicking as well, except visibly.

It was looking around, it’s head turning left and right, attempting to find not really sure what.

Then it screamed, the goblin screamed when it saw his body. He was as startled as the goblin and had screamed as well.

The goblin double screamed too. Both of them were screaming for a while before they calmed down. The goblin then seemingly pointed at him.

“You can see me?”

“That voice, Yoshi?”

“Hayato?” Yoshi asked.

“Your voice’s all nasally and fucked, Hayato.” He continues.

“I’m a damn goblin it seems and you sound just fine but you are floating…And you are translucent. Did you become a ghost?” Hayato asks.

“It would...appear to be the case. That I somehow died by the truck, then died again after I arrived here.”

“How the fuck did this happened?” Hayato asked angrily.

“I DON’T KNOW BUT I LOST MY FUCKING DICK!” Yoshi yelled pointing at his non-existent groin.

Hayato checked his loincloth.

“I still have mine. It’s actually bigger than my former.”

“Wait. Stop. This isn’t about dicks, we were formerly in the real world and now we are in where again?” Yoshi was trying to assess the situation and see if there was a way to adapt to what was going on currently. Despite the fact that the loss of his penis was hurting him immensely, better to not have a dick then dead he thought.

Goblin Hayato looked around and saw symbols on the walls, symbols, strangely enough that he could read. He pointed at the wall, and gestured Yoshi towards it.

“What are you doing?” Yoshi asked, floating towards him.

“I can read this, this isn’t in any language I have seen before. Not in Japanese, not in English, not in Chinese, not in Korean, not in-”

“You can stop flexing to me about your language expertise. Tell me what it is,”

“....Not in Arabic, not in French, not in Spanish, not in Latin and not in Portugese.”

“OKAY I GET THE FUCKING IDEA, TELL ME WHAT IT IS!” Yoshi slams his astral hands down in frustrations.

“It speaks of a prophecy that this world shall soon end.”

“Unless we save it.”

“You are kidding.”

Hayato’s sharp Goblin ears moved. There appeared to be small tremors between their conversation that he was beginning to notice, his nose has also become sharp as he could smell the wet rocks and now an emergence of nervous sweats, metal, and perfume?

“Are you hearing that?” Hayato asked.

“I can’t hear anything other than you talking. I literally can’t feel anything either.” Yoshi shrugged.

Hayato however could feel the smell nearing and the tremors becoming more and more significant.

“THERE IT IS!” A woman’s voice, and followed by the several other men.

Yoshi saw the woman in the middle begin to cast a spell with her grimoire, she was extremely sexy, had a commanding aspect to her and seemed to be the leader, she also had her cleavage out, if he still had a dick he would have a boner. But now it was like a phantom boner. And Hayato began to scream again, they were clearly trying to restrain him. Yoshi instinctually went forward and tried to help. But he could feel himself being sucked in instead into what appeared to be a body.

Finally Yoshi could feel something as he hears his friend struggle, but now he feels a distinct back pain, and as he moves, his chest shakes. Long strands of hair fluttering around his ears as the grimoire glowed in front of him. He reached for his lower half and found nothing. It occurred to him he had possessed the mage instead. He clearly was going into the male warriors but somehow he managed to get sucked into her body. An ability displayed as if like a game.

Only possession of the female body.

He was never going to have a dick again.

For (he) she was going to have to save (his) her friend first. But as a pervert (he) she was not going to deny the possibilities that could occur over the fact that he was in a woman’s body, she bit her lower lips as just now what would be his boner before was her pussy getting wet. Somehow (his) her horniess has taken over the part of saving her friend as she starts comprehending the sight of her own body. She bit her lower lips, she was actually getting turned on by her own body.

“PLEASE, MISTRESS, IMMOBILIZE THIS GOBLIN!”

She blinked and realized what she had to do. Memories of atrocities rushed into her mind, the woman he was possessing had burned down many villages and was no simple mage....