I probably wouldn't have received even a shred of her attention if I couldn't use it. I definitely wouldn't put those kinds of expectations on my own daughters.
Everyone left to go do the things they wanted to. I asked Prima if she wouldn't send Many-maker to me a little later, so I could begin finishing up with giving all of them big seed and she nodded her assent.
I don't think it mattered if it was day or night at this point. I just didn't want to keep pushing it back. The sooner it was over with, the better.
Stella hadn't joined us at the table, and considering the events of yesterday, how could I fault her? Prima and Vera had to hold her down, while I…
Yeah. I wouldn't expect her to have any kind of friendly disposition right now.
I had made some plates and bowls on my own with land magic, so I put her piece of fire-meat into it, and a few pieces of fruit that Pear occasionally brought to me into another and brought them to the room where she remained hidden under the big rag.
"Stella. I don't expect you to talk to me… but I brought you food. I'll leave, but at least eat something, okay?"
I left the food next to her and left her alone. Who wants to be consoled by their rapist?
Vera was messing around with some formula magic. I hadn't taught her everything I knew yet, but she was probably at my level already and would soon exceed it. Force magic still eluded her, or something prevented her from being able to use it for now. Maybe it was the child she was carrying? Without centuries of improvement in both magic and medical sciences, there would be no way of knowing.
I was left pretty much alone, and decided to make a number of games from my childhood that I played with my siblings. Checkers, Chess, and Connect-four. For checkers and connect-four, as I was transforming dirt into stone to make round disc shapes, I had to inscribe some kind of marking to differentiate the pieces as black and red as I didn't have paint of any kind to work with. I ended up using the Runes for Fire and Water, as they were generally opposing elements.
"Husband. What make?"
Standing over my shoulder, having entered the breeding room without making a single sound loud enough for me to hear, was Many-maker. I looked up at her and saw her gaze focused intently on the games.
"I'm making some games to play."
"Games?"
"Would you like to have a seat? I'll explain them to you."
She did so, and I showed her the basics of checkers and Connect-four. I had made the checkerboard easily enough, but the actual frame for putting the Connect-four discs into would need some work still. It was a bit intricate, but I was using the bone I had taken from Ivory's room to dig a facsimile of what it would look like and the winning conditions of the game.
Many-maker was no Vera when it came to skill in playing. But she was friendly and interested. After playing a few rounds with her, she had broached the topic on her own.
"Husband make game, what need me?"
"Ah… well, as you may know, I had a bit of an illness over the last few days. I didn't want to give anyone big seed when there was a chance it might not be. But now that I am feeling better, I was wondering if you would like to… get big seed… now?"
"Now? Not tonight?"
"If it's okay with you, that is."
"Yes, want! What need do?"
"Just come sit on my lap."
She was a bit muddy, but it wasn't filthy mud. She was probably working on something and Prima likely ordered her to come here, more than suggested. What was important was that other than her hands, her stomach, the cheeks on her face, and her butt, she was responsibly clean enough for me not to be deterred.
I would have done some oral foreplay, but I wanted to fuck. I wanted a fresh goblin pussy wrapped around my cock and she was going to have that honor. Again, she was rather plain in comparison to the other goblins, but it wasn't off-putting at all. The scary thing was, she was probably the kind of plain woman I might have ended up married to–that she settled for–in my previous life, since I never had any luck with beautiful women. I curse the fact that I was just not tall at all back then.
I decided rather than to ask if she wanted it rough from the beginning, to just break her membrane slowly and then ramp up from there. She was fine with me groping and sucking on her breasts, and it was entirely by chance when she was trying to match a rhythm with me that she went down a bit too far and popped her own green cherry on my cock.
I felt it and held her tightly for a moment, not moving until the temporary pain passed.
"That big seed?"
"No. But that pain will only happen once and now you are ready for my big seed."
"Want it! Husband show more games after?"
"I'll show you plenty of them."
While she was bouncing in my lap, she whispered into my ear that the other human was watching us. I told her not to mind it, and she didn't for even a second. Goblins are not reserved about such things as being watched when having sex. So I made the best of the situation and after feeling her body submit to my dick with the feeling of her virginal cunt squeezing down on me from an orgasm, I blasted her insides with a full load of my jizz.
"That was big seed." I said, to clarify.
My lap was covered in blood, but I think when she climbed off, she was looking for piss. Of course, once I get going now, I like to keep going. Being able to power through a few nuts in a row is amazing. She was game for some more, so I laid her down on the floor and enjoyed looking at her plain face as I buried myself between her legs which were spread and bent at the knee.
"Husband like milkies?"
"If it's between I do and I don't, then I do. I'm just having a bit of fun. If you don't like it, I can stop."
She shook her head. "Not mind, but like Husband seed-stick more."
"Then hold on to me tight, and I'll give you plenty of it."
I felt all four of her limbs wrap around me tightly, and her fingers dig into my back.
All aboard!