Husband of the Goblin Tribe

Chapter Nine – In which Ark discovers that he’s about be embroiled in some serious baby mama drama, as the author…uh, God intended.

“Prima, before you take me back, would you show me your cave-hole?”

“Why want see?”

“I’m just curious about you, Prima. You’re the tribe’s guardian, aren’t you? There’s a saying among humans that you can learn a lot about someone just by seeing how they live.”

She didn’t reply with an answer to me about it. After a short distance traveled once more into the cave, we came to a stop in front of a reasonably sized hole.

“This Prima cave-hole. Inside Husband not touch.”

“I won’t touch anything, I promise.”

She pulled on the rope lead which came from my bound hands and I entered her room. I was really quite surprised about how small it was in comparison to the breeding room I stayed in. Checking around, I saw a number of metal weapons in one area, some straw for a bed against a wall opposite the weapons, some dirty rags strewn about, possibly extra loincloths, and something very familiar resting on the top of what looked like a short tree stump.

“It’s nice to see my guild card is safe with you.”

“What guild card? Metal square?”

“Yeah, the item you have on the tree stump over there. It’s something that tells those among the humans and other tribes of what my job is, what my name is, and how strong I am compared to any other person.”

“What metal square do? Prima not hear metal square talk. Not speak gob?”

I couldn’t help but laugh at the conclusion she had just jumped to.

“Do you see the markings on the card? Those are called letters. Think of them as words you see with your eyes instead of words you hear with your ears.”

“Husband tell Prima what metal square say?”

I peered momentarily at my stolen guild card.

“May I hold it?”

She scowled for a moment before giving me permission.

“The first line of markings here say that my job is that of an adventurer. That means I go exploring and looking for fun things to do. The second line says my name, which you already know as Ark. The third, fourth, and fifth lines explain how I rank among the other human adventurers in different areas of strength.”

“Husband strong for Human?”

“About that… the three areas of strength are Physical ability, Mental ability, and Magical ability. Uh, you can think of it as Body-strong, Head-strong, and Magic-strong I guess? I’m not so strong with my body compared to other adventurers who fight with their fists or weapons, but when it comes to strategizing how to win a battle or in using magic, I am strong enough to hold my own against others, or at least I used to think so…”

“Magic? Husband know magic!?”

“I do, but I can’t use any of it right now.”

“What Husband mean not use?”

“When I was captured, my wand and my focus orb were taken. I can’t use magic properly without either of those.”

“Wand? Focus orb? Not gob word! Explain!”

I stopped to explain about my wand and how it looked like a black stick with a feather wrapped around the handle, and my focus orb being a spherical quartz gem or shiny stone, mostly white but transparent when held up to a light source.

Prima shifted a bit when I mentioned the focus orb.

“You don’t have to say anything.” I told her.

“Prima not speak.”

“Prima, your body language already told me you know where the focus orb is, or at least who has it. Don’t worry, I already accept that it’s not mine anymore. I mean, I don’t even own a loincloth!”

“Husband want loincloth?” She asked in all seriousness.

I shook my head.

“I’m happy enough to stay naked and get to waste seed with Prima who cares enough to bring me fire meat each morning.”

“Husband not get fire meat today.”

“And Prima didn’t get my seed-stick today either.” I grinned.

“Husband tie up and no can use magic. Think Husband stop Prima from taking Husband big seed if want?”

“It could be fun to find out.”

Her grin was much more malicious than my own.

She pulled the rope lead and pushed me down onto the straw pile against the wall in her cave-hole. Of course, I fully intended to let her do exactly that. She climbed on top of me like she had on the first night, and well, she rode me like a champ once more in her small dingy kind-of-a-hoarder’s room. I wouldn’t be a good Husband if I didn’t let her get the pleasure of raping me into submission until she was satisfied and had a belly full of my seed again.

I had put my tied up hands to her chest and just made do with groping her pleasantly plump breasts until she was done and decided to rest on top of me once her cunt had been creampied again like a moldy oatmeal cookie sandwich.

“No care what metal square say. Husband stupid.”

I still hugged her as best as I could anyway until she recovered enough to climb off of me and escort me back to the breeding room where she untied the ropes that bound me, and left me be, going back to doing whatever it was she did around the cave.

Though I was free to go to the shit-pit, I didn’t have to relieve myself at the moment quite yet.

Wait… didn’t Berry say she had the room next to the shit-pit?

Maybe… I could go see how she was doing, since I didn’t see her before she left and Prima had woken me up. Prima was kind enough to leave me with some torchlight, even if some of it was used up when she took advantage of me, but it was more than enough to get me to where I was going. I almost envied these goblins who could see well enough in the dark where I couldn’t. At least, not without magical means.

It wasn’t a far walk to where her room was, and I had found her simply by following the sound of a rock banging against a wall. Peeking inside the room allowed me to see a kneeling goblin causing small chunks of packed dirt and stone to fall to the ground as she used a jagged rock with both hands to whittle away at a stone wall.

“Berry?” I called her name as I peeked into the room.

She turned her head immediately to see my face.

“Husband? Why here?”

“Just wanted to check up on you. Are you feeling okay? You left before I woke up.”

“Berry… not expect much big seed from Husband last night. Now need dig cave-hole fast.”

“Oh? Why is that?”

I probably shouldn’t have asked that. Because she had turned around and I saw the answer immediately. She was fucking pregnant. Like… late term watermelon-belly pregnant. I’m pretty sure that’s not how pregnancy works, even in this world that has magic in it. But it’s hard to deny the reality of what I was seeing right in front of my eyes.

“May I come in? I promise I won’t touch anything.”

“Husband come. Not care Husband touch, but no steal.”

“I wouldn’t dream of it. I came to see you, Berry, not your things.”

I entered her cave-hole and it was noticeably bigger than Prima’s. I guess what they say about real estate is true in any world. It’s all about location. Location, location, location. I walked over to her slowly and bent down onto one knee.

“Will you let me touch your belly?”

She nodded.

I put my hand on it to feel how firm it was. I didn’t feel anything moving inside, but it was beyond surreal to me how last night she was a slender thing, and now she had a fat belly that even pushed out her scar.

“Berry… little scared. Not think Husband give much big seed make belly fat.”

“Ah… I may have gone overboard last night, I apologize. I think I put about six or seven big seeds inside of you.”

Berry shook her head.

“Berry not angry Husband. Berry have strongest ones soon!”

“I’m sure you will.”

I went as far as to press my ear against her swollen belly. As far as I knew, she was the first goblin I had successfully impregnated, even if Prima, Jewel, and Lily may beg to differ.

“You said you were digging your cave-hole?”

“Yes. Need make place strong ones sleep when come.”

I wasn’t sure about goblin ecology, but I guess the young stay with their mothers for a while after being born?  Was she digging out a nursery room or something?

“Can I help?”

“Dig cave-hole make Husband dirty.”

“It’s okay.  Strong ones are more important than be being clean.”

She handed me the sharp stone readily enough after I said that.

“So… do I just hit anywhere?”

“What Berry doing…” she said while shrugging.

“How far should I dig?”

“Not matter. Husband help, still take many time. Moon… longer?”

I touched the wall with my hand feeling how solid it was.  I tried getting a bearing on what felt like a good place to hit and smashed the rock, jagged point first, against the wall. Only a small chip was made where the rock struck. A pickaxe would be perfect for the job, but the likelihood of there being one here was probably slim. I didn’t recall seeing one in Prima’s room when I was there earlier, and she looked like the kind of goblin who collected pointy stabby things. But the small chip in the wall didn’t deter me. I hit the wall repeatedly with the jagged rock, feeling a bit of stinging in my hand from gripping the stone tightly combined with the recoil from it connecting with the wall. Only tiny bits of dirt and stone fell away from time to time every few strokes, and any progress made was clearly better than none. It also gave Berry a chance to take a break. From the looks of the wall, she had been doing this for a while already.

I mean, it was something to do other than being stuck in the breeding room bored out of my mind, so I just kept digging. Berry had found another stone of her own to use, and she joined me, working right next to me, continuing her diligent digging, but not conversing much with me.

“Want eat berries?” She eventually asked me after a while.

“Are you offering me a snack?”

“Stop dig wall. Husband sit, eat together Berry?”

I did as she asked, and sat down with her on the straw bed in her room. She had a number of weirdly shaped clay bowls covered with slightly dirty rags, and pulled one out. The berries inside were purple colored and she put the bowl in front of me. I took a small handful and said thanks as I popped them into my mouth. They were pretty juicy and sweet as they exploded in my mouth with each bite.

“Husband like? Taste good?  Not fire meat.”

“They’re delicious. But is it okay? I’m not taking your important food supplies, am I?”

“No. Have many berries. Easy get more. Berry know where find.”

“Berry, will you like to sit on my lap for a little while?”

She climbed right in my lap, and I wrapped my arms around her, rubbing her fat swollen belly, and hugging her gently.

“Berry happy. Want strongest ones. Husband give big seed, now have strongest ones. Husband also happy pick Berry have Husband strongest ones?”

“I am very happy Berry let me pick her and give her my biggest seed to have my strongest ones.” I replied, in as close to the gob language as I felt it sounded so the meaning wasn’t lost.  I honestly don't know how they understand me when I'm speaking normally.

Berry leaned back against me, and I leaned back against the cavern wall behind where I sat. I didn’t even notice it at first, but after a while of just resting against my body, she had fallen asleep. I didn’t want to disturb her so I just stayed where I was. The torchlight I had been given to use had gone out, and I was just sitting in the dark while holding on to Berry, softly kissing her neck from time to time and gently stroking her pregnant belly.

I don’t know how long it was that she was out cold for, but she woke up later on, and must have realized she fell asleep. She had shifted in my lap and turned around, her big pregnant belly pressed against my own stomach when she did.

“Husband awake?”

“I’m awake.”

“Not throw Berry off?”

“Why would I do that?”

“Berry sleep on Husband… Husband want leave… not think throw off?”

“It’s not a reason I would ever use to justify doing something like that. Besides, I was happy you had a chance to rest. Are you feeling better after taking a nap?”

“Happy Husband hold Berry when sleep. Not want Husband let go.”

She squirmed around a little bit in my lap before realizing my erect cock was practically stabbing her goblin babymaker.

“Husband seed-stick big?

“It is. Would you like me to put it inside of you?”

“Husband waste seed with Berry?”

“Only if you’re okay with it.”

Berry nodded her consent and let me reach down to slide my penis inside of her. Her pussy felt like a fireball once I was inside. I say this being able to actually cast a magical fireball, so I’m speaking from experience here. She was definitely onboard for some sloppy pregnant sex, and I was too. She rode me nice and slow, letting me fondle her breasts as she put her cheek against my own and wrapped her arms around my neck. She was making soft grunting sounds but also trying to keep her voice in check, I think. I thought it was kind of cute.

“Bring Husband many berries to eat when no have fire meat.”

“You don’t have to.”

“Not want berry? Husband no like?”

“Fine. But only bring me extra ones you aren’t going to eat, okay?”

“Berry listen Husband.”

I felt her molten pussy contract as she came, and just couldn’t resist exploding inside of her, spurting even more ridiculous amounts of equally broiling cum deep inside her inhabited green gob-hole. I might not have been able to see it, but I felt it leave me breathless and gasping for air along with her.

“Belly… so full.” She gasped along with me as she let her cheek slide down my own and buried her face into my neck. I let her relax and melt a bit more into me for a while before she recovered enough to grab ahold of my shoulders and heave herself off of me.

“Know Husband care Berry when not need give big seed. Husband help Berry dig cave-hole for strong ones. Husband always welcome Berry cave-hole. Not need help dig, only need come eat berry when want.”

“That makes me sound like a pretty worthless Husband.”

“Not bad Husband. Berry like.”

I gave her a soft kiss on the forehead and cheek. I really liked Berry’s personality. She’s the kind of girl you definitely want to put a ring on.

“Husband not see dark? Take Berry hand. Bring Husband cave-hole. Berry want keep Husband, but no can. Husband need pick next goblin give big seed to.”

I helped myself up, and held onto her hand as she had to put up with my slow steps in the darkness of the goblin’s cave until we reached my room again. She even led me to the straw bed in the center of the room before letting go of me. I laid down and waited for the night’s selection to begin. The damnedest thing though, was knowing that I shouldn’t by any reasonable law of nature be able to fuck this much.

And yet, my dick was as stiff as ever, and I swear I could feel my balls churning with seed, ready for the next goblin I was going to impregnate…