Monster Breeder

21. Satisfying the Greedy Goblin (R-18)

I carry Cottontail through Fuzzy Field cradled against my chest. It’s not difficult with Lightweight in my favor. My Harpy Sight and Wolf Nose keep us out of danger, aided by her Bunny Ears. She says they usually hear airborne predators coming and hide in the grass. It’s not a foolproof system, as the bunnies aren’t always fast enough, but I welcome the extra forewarning.

We find the hut much as I left it, and I stride inside with my new lover in a bridal carry.

“Honey, I’m home!”

“Excellent, you’re back already.” My Goblin wife turns to appraise my condition. “Impressive work! You brought dinner.” She picks up a butcher’s knife and approaches us.

“I knew it…” Cottontail says with heartbreaking disappointment. “Oh, well. At least this way I can become one with you forever, Alex.”

“What? No, no, no!” I retreat to the hut’s threshold. “This one is mine! You can’t eat her!”

Gabby’s eyes go from furrowed with confusion looking at Cottontail’s twig and berries to frustrated and resigned upon seeing my stubborn expression. She sighs deeply and asks, “You’re sure? I can take ‘her’ out back if you’re squeamish.”

She’s talking to me like an ancient human farmer’s daughter who adopted one of the livestock as a pet.

“Cottontail is not for eating!”

Another sigh. “Do you want to sit down, or…?”

I shake my head. “I’m taking her home. It’s too dangerous around here.”

“Alex…”

I’m out the door in a flash, too angry to talk right now. It’s going to be a long conversation with Gabby sorting through things, and I want to clear my head, first.

“Y-you aren’t going to e-eat me?” Cottontail says.

“Just your ass, sweetheart.”

She giggles and blushes. “Alright, I’ll lead you to the Warren.”

It’s not impossible to discover, or anything. I’d have found it eventually with my Wolf Nose. Maybe after a few days of wandering around Fuzzy Field.

Cottontail directs me, using Harpy Mountain as a landmark. It takes a few minutes of high-speed running to reach it before sundown. Ultimately, the fabled Warren is nothing more than a hole in the ground. It just so happens to be a lot more interesting beneath the surface, or so I’m told. That’s a mystery for tomorrow…

New location unlocked!

“Now, you listen to me, little miss. You’re not allowed to leave the Warren without me from now on. I’ll visit you every day for a feeding. Count on it!”

That’s the best I can do until I have somewhere safe to keep Cottontail.

“Yes, M-Mistress.” She seems impossibly pleased with the arrangement.

“Goodnight.”

We kiss goodbye before she hops into the dark hole.

---

I make it to the hut as the last rays of sunset fade into twilight. I don’t know what’s out there in the fields, but I’m glad I don’t have to survive the night without shelter.

“I’m back.”

“Welcome home.” I see the little Goblin adjust her spectacles by candlelight, and we frown at one another. “Are we having a fight?”

“Yes.” I stomp over to the bed, sit down next to Gabby, and gather the green-skinned shortstack into my arms for a hug. “I’m so mad at you!”

“Alright,” she says, hugging me back. “You go first.”

“I brought Cottontail home expecting to find a horny Gabby for a threesome, not a hungry Goblin with a knife.”

Gabby taps her chin in thought, then nods. “I apologize for assuming. Knowing your personality, I should’ve guessed you’d see the field monsters that way.” She’s a bit chagrined to have underestimated my drive to fuck monster girls. “I’ve just been worried lately…” She looks at her limited stores of pickles and grain meant to supply someone half my size, not two women and a baby. I can’t help feeling a little bad.

She stirs from her reverie without a hint of self-pity or judginess. Gabby clearly thinks keeping us fed is her burden to bear. “I should expect from now on if you bring someone home, they’re exclusively for play?”

“Yes! I don’t eat people. Nor should you!” I feel a bit like an ancient human vegan forcing my beliefs on others, but my hometown was extremely adamant about refusing to eat monsters. Our blood is so intermixed with monsters it’s all basically cannibalism.

“This is another difference in human ‘cultural norms,’ isn’t it?”

“It shouldn’t be! Eating people, err, monsters, is obviously wrong!”

Gabby furrows her brow in confusion. “But meat is meat, right?”

“Yeah… um, humans don’t really eat meat anymore.”

“No meat?” She’s utterly dumbfounded.

I try to defend my town. “It’s not on principle or anything. The wolf clans and Harpies drove most wild game extinct hundreds of years ago.” There are still fish in the sea, but the waters are too dangerous to fish. “Same with our livestock.”

“What do humans eat, then?”

“Garden crops, Taurine milk, cheese, and lots of Henlin eggs.”

“You eat the unborn? Disgusting!”

“W-what?” Her reaction throws me for a loop. “No! Celibate Henlins lay unfertilized eggs. It’s all highly regulated to ensure no mistakes are made.”

She throws me a dubious look. “If you say so, Alex. As for us Gobbos, hunting animals for survival has become nearly impossible due to their scarcity. The monster clans hunt weaker monsters for food, and I believe they fight each other to reduce their surplus population. When a Gobbo dies, their body is shared among the clan, so they live on in us forever.”

“Huh.” It’s a lot to process.

I guess the cycle of predator and prey sucks for the predators as well, to some extent. Bruke and the Wolf Lord must have realized the dangers of overhunting Fuzzy Field years ago, and the Incursions are their solution. Maybe the other human towns fell not because monsters are inherently warlike, but because they’d rather die fighting than starve. Makes me want to correlate historical Incursions with famines…

I blink, returning to the moment. “At least tell me you don’t eat the little Fuzzies!”

“Do humans eat pond minnows? No, if you catch one by accident, you throw it back to grow into a full-size fish. That’s common sense.”

I sigh in relief. This was already going to be a difficult revelation to mentally adjust to; I’m glad I don’t have to reconcile something like that as well.

“Since I ruined your plans for a threesome, does that mean I’m not ‘getting any’ tonight?” Gabby eyes my crotch despondently.

I squeeze my little Goblin’s squishy curves. “There’s no harm done; it was just a shock. I’m over it! Let me show you my three new surprises…”

---

It’s a long night of pleasure.

“Fuck, this thing is enormous! Reminds me of Bruke’s cock.”

I’ve seen the Ogre’s dick. Mine isn’t quite that big, not by a long shot, but I appreciate the ego boost and compliment.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Gabby stands before me at dick-sucking height. She grabs my monster member hand over hand while kissing my meatus. Her tongue peels away my foreskin, her palms pump my length to hardness, and she gently nibbles on my tip with her sharp teeth.

“Fuck!” I have to focus, controlling myself not to buck beneath her and jab myself with her needle-tip jaws.

“I should’ve guessed danger is a turn-on for you after the Jellyfish Slime incident.” She lays my cock across her face and meets my gaze with the eye not hidden behind my rod. “Alex, you’re a reckless daredevil… but I can hardly fault you for the traits that landed you on my doorstep.”

Her mouth stretches to the limit to take me in, but even a Goblin struggles to fit this dick.

“Cottontail deepthroated me with this…” I comment, as if off-handedly. The jab is a little payback for her ruining the threesome I had planned, but I regret it once the angel on my shoulder reminds me I shouldn’t compare my lovers directly.

Gabby’s brow furrows as a competitive spark ignites. She forces herself onto my length with sheer willpower, swallowing me inch by inch. Her eyes moisten before her head dips below the horizon of my swollen belly.

Seconds later, I feel her lips kiss my crotch and bite my lip at the tight, wet warmth around me. Then her nimble fingers find my cunt. Bobbing on my length is asking too much, but Gabby finishes me by squeezing my rod with her throat while pounding my pussy with two digits. I don’t last long after that.

My cock explodes in her throat.

“Mph!”

Her muffled cries are music to my ears. We rest there a moment, connected crotch to mouth as my dick pulses once, twice, three times with accompanying spurts of cream. When I’m finished, my Goblin wife pulls off my rod with a pop and a gasp.

“I feel strange…” Gabby says after a few breaths. “I was getting ready for dinner, so why am I not hungry? And how are you already this hard after cumming?”

Indeed, I’m at full mast despite blowing my load seconds ago.

“Happy surprises two and three! I got a mark to make my seed nutritious in addition to my mark from earlier today increasing my output volume. Also, my Bunny Stamina lets me keep going as long as I have the will to fuck!”

Gabby meets my eyes and begins to cry. Then she puts a hand on her belly and says, “Y-you really were thinking of us?”

“Honey, I haven’t forgotten about our baby for a minute.”

She bursts into real tears as I lift her to sit on my tummy. We embrace and kiss passionately, our tongues entwining as our hands hold one another close.

When we pull away, Gabby sniffles. “I was so worried about providing for the three of us this winter; four when you inevitably get pregnant with a child you can’t pass on in time.”

I pat her head and stroke her short black hair. Maybe I should help her style it…

“I know. I don’t think I can worry like you do, it isn’t my nature, but I’m not an idiot. I can see future problems, lay plans, and make contingencies. It’s just that having fun is my first priority! Sorry if that makes me a little irresponsible.”

I rap my knuckles on my head and stick my tongue out, trying to act cute.

Gabby sighs. “I keep forgetting we’re a team. You’re my human, and I’m your Gobbo.”

I flush red. “I’m sorry I brought up Cottontail again, during ‘us’ time, no less. I hope you’re not too mad…”

She shrugs it off. “That doesn’t bother me. Gobbos and Orcs usually have lots of sexual partners in the clan and lots of public sex. I may be a little possessive of you, but it’s more of a protective instinct than a desire for monogamy. Monster bodies are all very different; it’s no surprise one can perform sexual acts others can’t. Also, I’m ready for another round. Any special requests?”

“Anal?” I say, a little too excitedly.

She blushes dark green. “I-I’ve never done it before…”

“You can be on top!” I eagerly suggest as I scoot further onto the bed and recline. Gabby climbs atop me, eyeing my huge rod with trepidation after glancing down at her diminutive frame. “Let me help you get ready; back that ass up.”

Gabby straddles my chest and squats above my head. I spread her cheeks to inhale her musk and the scent of her sweat before diving in tongue-first. I circle her rosebud gently, the massage stimulating blood flow and causing her puckered flesh to flush and darken.

“Ahhhn!” She buries her face in my distended tummy and wraps her arms around its girth. Pulling back, I coat a finger in slippery foam and probe her entrance. “Mph!”

My slick digit goes in and out, getting her used to the sensation. Her backdoor pulses and squeezes me before gradually relaxing. When I feel like adding another finger would be no problem, I say, “You’re prepped.”

Reluctantly, she rises, sliding free from my finger, and turns. She hovers her ass above my hard rod this time while I coat its length with crustaceous magical lubricant. I suck in a breath as she positions her rear entrance at my tip.

She’s not ready to take the plunge in one go, and I’m not mean enough to make her slip and sit on it. Instead, we take this penetration excruciatingly slowly. Gabby sinks one inch onto me. Her pucker refuses my member for a moment before slippery pressure causes my rod to slide past the resistance.

“Ah!”

Gabby sinks two inches onto me. I feel her tightness like I’m stuffing my cock through a straw. Her anus has to be cutting off circulation it’s gripping me so hard.

“I-I, oh, Alex…”

Gabby sinks three inches onto me. It’s starting to get easier.

“Yes, fuck!”

Gabby sinks four, five, and six inches onto me.

“How is there so much cock?!?” She slows down again as my tip presses against her internal organs.

Gabby sinks seven inches onto me, and I see the bulge growing in her belly.

“Honey, you feel incredible,” I whisper, not moving despite how desperately I want to thrust. Her insides are soft around me, while her anus is a max-strength cock ring.

“Almost…”

Gabby sinks the final two inches onto me, taking all of my length before sitting astride me cowgirl style.

“Oh, fuck, Alex!!!”

She sits there, face scrunched, biting her lip. I lovingly watch her expression shift through pain and pleasure as I realize she’s cumming. Her legs quiver, and her ass milks me with rhythmic squeezes. Gabby’s hands fly to her cunt, and she hurriedly rubs her green bean to a multi-orgasmic finish.

Her spine arches, thrusting her bounteous bouncy beauties at my face. Then she goes limp and falls over my swollen stomach.

“Give me… a second.” She says between gasps as she recovers. “Don’t worry; I’ll make you cum next.”

“No rush, I’m enjoying the view.”

Gabby’s glasses went askew in her frenzied masturbation, giving her a totally disheveled ahegao expression when she came. My shortstack wife goes murky green as she adjusts her spectacles and rights herself with a frown. “I must have been a comical sight…”

How does this cute Goblin have so much pride?

I take her hands in mine, my wedding ring visible, while meeting her gaze. “Your o-face is beautiful, honey. I love watching you cum. Seeing you use my cock like a dildo… it’s a huge turn-on. Please, enjoy yourself! I got all these sex marks to make sure I could satisfy you, after all.”

Gabby goes teary-eyed again. “You’re the best wife a Gobbo could ask for.” Then her affectionate smile turns sultry. “Lay back, now. I’m going to have my way with you.”

I obey, and Gabby rises to her feet, withdrawing to my tip.

““Ahn,”” we both cry as her tight ring drags up my length, and cool air caresses my shaft.

Then she lets gravity impale her ass on my rod as she sits on me with a wet plop.

““Ahn!””

Planting her feet, she places her hands on my belly for leverage and starts doing rapid squats.

““Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!””

She’s doing a number on me, but taking my monstrous cock is having the same effect on her ravaged rosebud. Gabby powers through the intense sensations with pure determination to make me cum. The relentless fucking tightens a knot in my core that swells with increasing pressure each second. My hands grip the bedsheet as I arch my spine, breasts heaving, and I throw back my head.

“Gabby! I’m going to… fuck, yes!!!”

My rod explodes with cream, filling my Goblin lover, and her stomach swells impressively. She collapses on my belly, masturbating as she watches me this time. The green shortstack follows me to bliss after half a minute of grinding on my sensitive post-climax dick. Each of her movements causes me to twitch on reflex.

Finally, when her orgasmic tremors subside, she crawls forward off my shaft to sprawl on my belly with her face falling on my tits. My cock flops free of her creamed hole and slaps limp onto the bed.

“By the God Beasts, I’m full. Does your ‘Sustenance’ mark work this way too, or…?”

I shrug beneath her, lazy with contentment. “I think so.”

“Five-minute breather. Then, clean that rod. I want you to take my pussy from behind next so I can feel that big belly crushing me.”

My dick springs to life with a comical sproing.

“Yes, ma’am!”

---

“You don’t have to do this…”

“You’re my human. I may not be able to protect you every minute of every day, but I shall not be derelict in my responsibilities.”

Gabby slathers more aloe paste onto my sunburns. The cooling sensation is sweet relief. That’s the thing about sunburns; you don’t know how bad they are until hours later. Before the crab armor, I spent a lot of time today wandering around naked in the heat of the day, and I’m paying for it now.

“Thanks. Can I repay you with a foot rub?”

She arches an eyebrow. “You’d do that for me?”

“Of course! My darling wifey deserves a foot rub for saving me from that Fishman! Do you want the sexy or relaxing version?”

“Relaxing, please. I’d like a nap before the next round, so save the sexy one for next time. I’m going to need a lot of these when I’m gravid with child.”

I knew it. Even after all today’s fucking, she’s going to keep me up all night! Good thing I got all those sex marks.

One long, slow foot rub on her cute little green feet later, the two of us curl up together in bed. I spoon Gabby, throwing an arm around her middle to caress the naked belly holding our child. I feel her round bottom on my crotch and thighs, my belly pressing into the small of her back as I smell the unique scent of her hair until I drift off to sleep…

---

*Slap, slap, slap!*

I’m awakened by the sound of a wet cunt pounding into my thighs and the feeling of a velvet vice on my cock. I groggily stir to find a desperately horny Goblin riding my dick with her hands squeezing my tits.

“Sorry to wake you, Alex. I can take care of myself if you want to go back to sleep.”

Fuck, who can sleep through this!

That said, I’m too tired to participate, and I have a big day ahead of me, so I let her exhaust herself on my massive Mole-man member.

*Slap, slap, slap!*

“Yes! Alex, you’re so big inside me! Ahn!!!”

It’s a very long night.