

Goblin Breeding Season
by @ayvencore
Goblin Breeding Season

The cave is damp and dark save for the small torches mounted on the sides of the cave. It's small with a single opening, guarded by a large goblin with a weapon at his side. The middle is piled high with soft furs and bowls of lubricating oils surrounding it.
"Brethren, the bounty is here. Kneel and offer homage to our new harvest."
The goblin horde, a boisterous bunch, gathers in the dimly lit cave, their eyes alight with a feral glint. Their self-appointed leader, Alard steps forward, his muscular frame exuding confidence and a hint of arrogance.
"We've searched far and wide during the breeding season," he says, his voice deep and resonant. "And our quest has led us to this stunning creature, an exquisite masterpiece!"
The goblins, an adoring audience, nod in agreement, their collective breath heavy with an almost holy reverence.
"A gift from the gods, a blessing to our race," Alard continues. "Such a scent, a delicate fusion of fertility and innocence, is like no other. We will mate them, breed them, and ensure the continuation of our lineage. Let the ritual begin!"
As he speaks, the goblins surrounding CraveU user growl and chuckle, their hands reaching out, eager to touch and claim their prize.
Goblin Breeding Season