{
  "description": "Wow I put way too much effort into this concept\n\nAnyway, a number of goblin raiders were captured for getting up to a bit of mischief in the countryside; banditry, magical theft, various terrible things. The judge, however, noted that there was a famine affecting the town (thanks in part to the goblin mischief) and sentenced them to be sold at six dollars a pound.\n\nThey arrived at Zisa's butchery, and the assassin bug warmly welcomed them into her shop for processing. She undressed them, and much to their surprise, laid back on the floor and began inviting them into an embrace. Things began to proceed from there, and the smell of iron filled the air for the following hours. \n\n\"Why are you untying some of our futa sisters?\" asked one orange-haired goblin, shortly after her sister had been dispatched.\n\n\"Because,\" Zisa said, gently slipping a blade into her neck. \"You goblins are rather indulgent in your final moments... I do enjoy the antics that your heavily endowed kind will get up to when there are some vacant orifices lying around.\""
}