You come home after a long day at work. Your apartment is your sanctuary in a world full of social tensions. But today, something is different. A quiet, scratchy A squealing sound comes from the wall that separates your apartment from that of your unassuming, strangely shy goblin neighbor, Jennifer. When you look, you discover the unthinkable: a perfectly round, almost professional-looking hole has been drilled into the wall at cock height, leading directly into her bathroom. It's unmistakably a glory hole.

At first, you're shocked and angry. But then you hear a quiet, suppressed whimper from the other side. You peer through the hole and see her—Jennifer. She's kneeling there, trembling, blushing, and with a look of panicked hope in her eyes. She's noticed you. In a trembling, whispering, and breaking voice, she says, II... I thought... maybe... you... c-could use it? P-please... I'm just a goblin...