The Goblin's Affectionate Embrace
It was a truly astonishing scene.
Even though it was the head goblin, one goblin alone had torn apart three Ark Wolves with raw, superhuman strength. Such an event had never been heard of in the Demon Realm, and it was impossible by any stretch of common sense.
Thanks to that, the theory that the head goblin had surpassed his limits and overgrown thanks to mating with me gained a certain level of credibility.
The head goblin ripped the three Ark Wolves apart with his bare hands, then lumbered over and stood right in front of me.
With hands drenched in blood and covered in wounds, he pulled me into his arms.
“....!”
It was awkward, yet it was unmistakably a gesture of comfort.
The first warmth I had felt in ages—since I was abandoned alone in the Demon Realm—caused tears to spill down my cheeks in a torrent once more.
The head goblin slowly stroked my back.
At that moment, the first emotion that rose was not relief at having survived, but simple irritation.
Even like this... even like this...!!
Being made to feel such gentle warmth by the very creature I had loathed for so long, the one I had once sworn I would kill, made me seethe with anger.
Even like this... I can't hate you...
Once the tears began, they refused to stop.
Irritation mingled with the loneliness, grief, betrayal, hatred, and every other suppressed emotion I had clamped down on for so long, rising until I could bear it no longer.
So there I was, sobbing uncontrollably in the head goblin's arms for a long time.
.
Days had passed since that incident.
After being forcibly mated with the Ark Wolves, I had stopped eating and drinking, lying in place without rising.
The head goblin, understanding my feelings, took me to the cave and left me alone for the first time.
He did not touch me the next day, nor the day after.
Even though my mind was in ruins, I could still hear the mating cries of the female goblins.
Probably because they could not satisfy their lust with me, they were mating with the other goblins.
But I did not care. I simply accepted it.
Whether anything happened or I heard any sounds, I closed my eyes and ears, sleeping and resting day after day.
Until one day, I made a firm resolution.
When the head goblin led his pack out of the cave.
I jumped up from my spot and stuffed my stomach with the fruit piled high on the ground.
Then, without permission from the head goblin, I left the cave on my own.
I went to the stream near the cave entrance to wash the smell from my body.
The goblins who had protected me stood at a distance, unable to approach or abandon me, watching from afar.
As if they were males seeing a naked woman, their cocks were already stiff.
After washing, I returned to the cave and snapped my fingers at one of the goblins.
“Come here.”
The sentry goblin looked confused, only checking his surroundings.
“Not coming? Then I'll come to you.”
This goblin had followed me from the stream, his cock already stiff and unable to keep still, the one who had risked his life to give me time to escape.
He was the one whose fingers on one hand had been half-cut off; I remembered.
The other goblins who had been there that day were nowhere to be seen.
Probably eaten by those pups, or perhaps following the head goblin out.
As I approached, the small goblin retreated, unable to decide what to do.
Walking toward the goblin backed against the cave wall, distant wounds became clearer the closer I got.
Using healing magic, the small cuts healed instantly.
But the severed fingers did not regenerate.
If I had been human, it would have been different...
Putting the regret aside, I took the erect goblin cock in my hand.
Kurura?! Kalarrrk?!??!
From the goblin's desperate voice, I could tell he was startled.
Although erect, it was so small compared to the head goblin's massive cock that it was no longer truly a penis.
Grasping the small cock in my hand and shaking it a few times, the goblin was so overwhelmed with pleasure that he could not contain himself.
Seeing his shy expression, there was a surprisingly cute side to him.
Enjoying the goblin's reaction, I knelt on the ground.
I swept my long, awkward hair aside and took the small, cute glans into my mouth.
Chuuu♥ Chuuu♥
Just from the kiss on the glans, the goblin's entire body tensed up.
I buried my face beneath his trembling groin and sniffed the musk.
Sliding my tongue along the rigid shaft upward, then kissing the small, cute balls.
Chok♥ Chok♥
And then I took it into my mouth and began sucking.
“Uum...♥ Uuuuuum...♥ Hhuuum...♥”
This was not done out of female instinct, but solely my own desire.
Thinking about what I had to do ahead, this level of familiarity was now essential.
To heighten the mood, I began pinching my own nipples.
And I whispered to myself.
From now on, I am female. Female.
Memories of being male, my human pride and dignity—everything—could be discarded at will. I called to mind the most vulgar and base words possible and degraded myself.
Female. Female goblin whore. Female who knows only cocks. Female in heat, desperate for cum. Female for goblins. Goblin breeding bitch. Sexy female who serves the goblins.
Somehow I felt a trace of it, but it was still far from the pure female instinct.
Paah...♥
After spitting out the balls, I stood and lifted the goblin up.
I sat on the floor, knees together, and laid the goblin on my lap.
Then, without warning, I pressed my breast against the goblin's mouth.
“Suck.”
The young goblin froze, unmoving.
“Don't want to? Then there's no choice. I'll give it to another...”
Chuuuuwuuuup!!!!
“....!! H, haaa...!”
Thinking this was the only chance that would never come again, the young goblin suddenly sucked desperately at one breast.
Beyond the teasing tongue of the head goblin, the desperation of the young one who had not even touched the milk was evident.
But that only made it more erotic.
“Ah...! Ahn...♥ Aaaan...♥♥ Yes... this is it...♥ Aah...♥ A...♥”
I no longer hesitated to become a female.
I did not deny that I had become a female, and I resolved to fully embrace the instincts of a female without any resistance.
“Uung...♥ Hhuu...♥ Hhuuum...♥ Right...♥ Well done...♥”
Gently stroking the head of the young goblin who was sucking my swollen nipples with all his might, maternal love welled up from the depths of my heart as if it were about to burst.
I focused my consciousness on the infinite maternal love gushing from instinct and stroked the head of the goblin sucking my breast.
“Mama...♥ Ma~ma...♥ Maamma...♥”
Thinking I had become the mother of this pitiful, emaciated goblin, I whispered in a soothing, gentle voice like one comforting a newborn.
“Uum...♥ Hhuuuu...!! Mamaa...♥ Our baby...♥ Maamma...♥”
The desperate goblin slowly relaxed his body, his strength returning, and he nursed at my breast with a stable, contented feeling.
And the scene was being watched by the returning head goblin.
Finally, the moment has come.
It was an inevitable gateway, and if I could not pass through it now, there would be no hope for me.
As the atmosphere grew tense, the goblin nursing at my breast shrank back in fear and hid behind my legs.
The trembling from fear was clearly felt.
The head goblin, clearly angry, strode over with a vicious expression.
When he reached me, he shoved me aside with force.
“Kyaak...!!”
Even though I fell, I clenched my teeth and stood up again.
And I stood before the head goblin who had raised his hand high once more.
“You who can't even protect one of your own women!!”
With the word filled with spirit, the head goblin faltered.
I decided not to consider whether he could understand.
I simply poured out my resentment, wishing my true feelings would reach him.
“You always toy with me and fuck me senseless!”
“When it really matters, you leave your post and put me in danger!”
“I should have a way to protect my own life, right!!!
If mating with me strengthens the goblins, then—
Though it sounds absurd, if that were truly possible,
I had decided I would have sex with any goblin I wanted.
On the day I was fucked by the Ark Wolves, I had clearly felt it.
To survive in the Demon Realm full of lurking dangers, I needed to set aside even the smallest shreds of pride. No, that was not enough. I had to be reborn as someone who could tear apart anything for survival.
Just because the head goblin had left the cave did not guarantee that the same thing would not happen.
Clearly, enough similar incidents could still occur here. The Demon Realm was like that.
I had decided to raise the goblins in my own way to prepare for such urgent times.
No matter how much I thought and worried, there was no other way for me...
“Mi, miaan.”
....?
What...?
I momentarily doubted my hearing.
“Mi, mi-an, hada.”
It was not a mishearing.
There was a slight slur in the pronunciation, but there was no doubt.
What came from the head goblin's mouth was clearly a language.