Husband of the Goblin Tribe

Chapter Thirty-five – In which Ark witnesses the live birth of a goblin, and takes good care of Lily afterwards.

Jewel, Berry, Prima, the Old One, and Myself were all gathered in Lily’s room.

When Berry came to check on Lily sometime between last night and this morning, Lily sat up feeling like she needed to go to the shit-pit and when she stood up and took two steps, water gushed out from her fuckhole and she freaked out. Berry, with the memory still fresh in her mind, knew exactly what was up. So she ran to Jewel who was nearby to fetch the Old One, and then to tell Prima. Lily had told Berry she wanted me here when they came, so… I was stirred from my slumber harshly by Prima, and made to come with. Vera stayed in the breeding room, since Doll hadn’t woken up yet, and I was thankful she’d be keeping an eye on her after whatever strange thing possessed me to go wild on her last night and fail to give her aftercare.

Strangely, my dick isn’t even remotely interested in getting hard right now.

Usually the damn thing has been erect almost nonstop since I was captured but now it’s a limp noodle. I don’t think it’s ED, so maybe I’m just tapped out? I long thought there had to be some hard limit I would eventually reach, not to mention I also feel severely drained of mana as well.

I was allowed to bring the topaz along, just to be able to keep a dim light going in Lily’s room. I was the only one who couldn’t see without light, since the goblins were fully capable of seeing in the dark. Old One kept her gaze away from me and her mouth shut for now, not accusing me of using evil human magic, which was nice, because there was no need for conflict while Lily was giving birth.

I was sitting on the ground next to Lily, holding her hand and rubbing her belly while the Old One slapped my hand away to press down on it from time to time. I let it go because I’m a far cry from a medical professional, especially where actual goblin procreation is concerned. Old One was there to see Diana safely born from Berry, so I deferred to her experience, just grateful I was allowed to witness the birth of the next of my cutie goblin spawn.

That might be an embellishment on my part. Whether human or not, all kids kinda look like scrunchy goblins when they are newly born. I cite my niece born from my older sister in my previous life as evidence. It wasn’t until she was about eighteen months old and had hair down to her shoulders that I could say she was truly cute. I bought her a stuffed pink elephant which she named Pinky and carried with her everywhere until she turned three.

I guess in a way that’s what the bone charms Ivory makes are to the goblin tribe. That and teething rings, though the goblins all come out with sharp teeth from the get-go.

Berry was also next to Lily with me, doing more to support her than I was. If anything, I was at least feeling useful acting as physical support. Goblin females don’t give birth laying down. They stand up and let gravity do most of the work. Old One was there to coach her crudely, pushing down on the top of her belly during each contraction as Lily bit down hard on the fat biting branch the Old One brought with her, crying out each time she was made to push. Her stomach distended in places, be it from hands or feet or even a head shifting inside of her, trying to orient themselves in order to find the way out of Lily and into the world.

When each contraction passed, she would open her mouth and the biting branch would fall out of her mouth onto the floor. It was necessary for Berry and I to prop her up, because each contraction stole more and more of her energy. I did my best to encourage her where I could, rubbing her belly, trying to soothe something I didn’t remotely understand the inner workings of, while Berry picked up the biting branch and got it ready for the next contraction.

It was about the seventh or eighth contraction that she really screamed bloody murder while biting down hard, and two bloody arms with teeny-tiny sharp fingers pushed themselves out of her vaginal passage, trying to grasp onto whatever part of Lily they could on the outside to help pull themself out. I thought Lily would pass out from the pain because I know without a shadow of a fuckin’ doubt that I would have.

Lily wasn’t even pushing anymore and this goblin spawn I was responsible for making half of had now mostly breached her entrance, a fat head pushing through her fuckhole. The body of my soon to be extricated daughter caught part way and its clawed fingers digging into her legs now, trying to pull itself the rest of the way out until she finally had, and landed with a splat on the floor, partially covered in blood with the umbilical cord still attached to what was inside of Lily.

“Husband, not touch strong one.” Berry quickly ordered me.

My second goblin daughter was born. And she clawed at and tried to pull on the umbilical cord, until a mass of what looked like brains successfully landed on top of her with a bloody squelch.

Goddamn was it nasty to look at, and even nastier when my daughter began to feast on it.

Old One felt Lily’s stomach again and declared that there was still another strong one inside of her, so Lily wasn’t done yet. While my newest daughter ate the brain-like thing attached to the umbilical cord that came out, I did my best to encourage Lily to keep pushing, while Old One offered some help in the form of a push from up high on Lily’s stomach downward.

It took two more contractions for the second one to come out, much the same way as the first, and Lily’s little runty pussy was now an absolute disaster zone. It was visibly torn and a bloody mess. My third daughter, the second from Lily also did exactly as the other and began to feast on the other mass which came out with a tug, and also landing on her head, knocking her to the ground.

Old One said it was done, and Berry told me to help bring her to the bed.

I had scooped up Lily, bloody mess and all, with great ease, and laid her down on her elliptical bed covered in straw, while Old One, getting my attention, pointed at both the children on the ground and to Lily, so I think she gave me permission to lift them up and bring them over. They were both covered in more blood now, that gross mass of whatever it was probably the main culprit here over the actual crawling out of their mother that they did.

Was that bloody brain-like mass Placenta? I think that’s what I remember it being called from health class in my previous life. It almost feels like three lifetimes away since I last attended public school. I had tutors in this life, and the subject matter was like hundreds of years behind the modern science I first grew up with.

I carefully picked up one of them while Berry helped with the other, and we brought them both up onto the bed, placing them down on either side of Lily’s body, looking on as they made right for Lily’s petite breasts, to which they began to suckle from, pressing into them with their tiny hands trying to push out milk to drink while Lily looked like she was ready to sleep for a week.

“Hus…band…”

Lily weakly reached out for my hand. I quickly took hold of it.

“Two… strong ones…”

“Yes, Lily.” I said, stroking her sweaty matted hair with my free hand. “You did great.”

“Not… runt?”

I looked over to Old One, who shook her head.

“Strong ones. Not runt like you.” the old one answered to Lily’s extreme satisfaction.

Lily smiled wide, exposing her razor sharp teeth in defiance to her own unfortunate fate as the runt of the tribe. Now, I thought there would be more to it, but after the two were born, Old One simply left.

“Isn’t she going to clean her up?” I asked, almost mortified.

There is no obstetrics discipline in this world!

Prima and Jewel looked at each other confused, while Berry placed a hand on my shoulder.

“Fuckhole will heal.” She told me.

I sighed. In every single movie I’ve ever seen involving a non-hospital birth, you needed three things: alcohol, towels, and boiling water, to make sure to stave off any chance of infection.

“Maybe it will, but let’s help it along, okay? I know a little bit about what to do after human women give birth. Goblin bodies don’t seem to be too different from what I’m seeing.”

“What want do, Husband?” Berry asked me calmly.

“Berry… that black thing in your room. Can you bring it? And a rag? The cleanest one you have.”

Berry nodded and patted my shoulder. “Go now. Return quick.”

“Jewel, please let me use the shiny red stone you have, I swear to your Great Protector here and now that I won’t do anything stupid. Prima, please go fetch Vera, have her bring the bone, blue stone, and a waterskin. Make sure it’s full, too.”

“Husband… What do… exactly?” Prima asked with cautious curiosity.

“Aftercare. Maybe it’s unnecessary, but I want Lily’s body to be as healthy as it can be after giving birth to her strong ones, and that means cleaning up both her and the strong ones. This is a preventive action to keep her from getting sick.”

Prima shook her head.

“Don’t dare leave Lily cave-hole.”

I laughed.

“You couldn’t make me leave this cave-hole even at the end of your spear.”

Prima squinted at me, perhaps at the way I said it made it seem like a challenge.

“Jewel keep Husband magic. Let Husband use stone magic?”

“Want see what Husband do. May do other goblins if good magic.”

Jewel disappeared from the room, and Prima followed her.

“Husband, give name Berry… strong one. Give name Lily too…?”

“Your strong ones, or ours?”

“All… strong ones… from Husband. These… only Lily make.”

I chuckled, amused by her answer.

“Alright. I will think of a few names, but for now, just lie back and rest. Know that you did a great job. You’re a goblin mama now, just like Berry!”

Lily had a number of leaves in a cubby hole and I gathered them up, putting them in a small pile under her head which I lifted up and rested back down onto them for her added comfort.

Jewel was the first to return, followed by Prima, Vera, and Berry.

Berry had my alchemist set and a fairly clean rag that passed my inspection. Vera had her sapphire and the sharp bone in hand. Prima held the full waterskin. I proceeded to empty the waterskin full of water into the small metal alchemist pot. I had Vera carve the runes for a fire spell in the shape of a circle complete with a power drawing rune extending from one side, which I had Jewel place her small ruby stone onto. It was basically a magical burner like one would find on a stovetop.

I could only feel the tiniest trace amount of mana in the stone at first, so Vera had to pass her mana through it to activate it. I was still mostly drained. With the pot set at the center of the formulaic circle to receive heat, I waited patiently until the water was about to boil before I put the rag into it and let it soak in the heated water. It should be hot enough to kill most bacteria, and it would sting when I put it against Lily’s public privates, but it was a necessary step.

I had Vera fish it out of the water with the pointy end of her sapphire bone wand, and at great pain to my hands, I wrung out the heated rag by myself. Then I asked Berry to be ready to put the biting stick into Lily’s mouth if need be. I began to dab and clean her most affected area, her torn goblin vagina. Lily yelped when she felt the hot rag press against it, probably different sources of pain all combining into one, I have no idea how overstimulated and sensitive to pain her nerve clusters were right now, but I dabbed it as gently as I could. Once I had cleaned most of the residual blood away, I did a second dunk into the pot of hot water and then began to clean off the rest of her crotch and thighs and wherever else I could find leftover blood at.

After that, I kept rinsing, reheating, and wringing out the rag, but I waited until it cooled down a lot more each time now before slowly wiping the blood and whatever else there might have been off of both my daughters. They both ended up showing a nice light green skin complexion like their mother had. One thing of note was that they both had a slightly less sharp nose than Lily, or even Diana for that matter.

Berry gave me the go-ahead when the first one was done drinking from Lily’s milkies, and lay lazily full. After washing off my own hands with hot sterile water, I picked her up and cradled her gently in my arms. She was a goblin, sure, but just like Diana, she was also my little goblin, and I’d love her all the same.

“Hmm, Lily, I have names.”

“I will call this one Orchid. The other will be Lilac.”

“What… name mean?”

“Like how Lily is a small flower, Orchid and Lilac are also flowers, but big, beautiful, and strong ones.”

“Why… flowers?”

“Would you like me to pick something different?”

“No. Only want know why name flowers.”

“Because flowers make a room more pleasant to be in.”

Lily weakly laughed. A mistake on my part.

“OW! Husband stupid. GYA-HOW!”

There seemed to be a consensus about that among the gathered goblins with my choice of names, but since no one else was suggesting anything, that was that. As I held Orchid in my arms, it was really sinking in that I was fathering a new generation of goblins. It was a strange feeling for sure, but not unpleasant. I never managed to even lose my virginity in my previous life, so forget about having a regular human baby. Now I was a breeding slave, and at least I wasn’t being treated remotely as badly as I could have been.

Berry was taking a moment to inspect Lily’s damage and made a comment I wanted to hear.

“Lily fuckhole not look so bad.”

“Feel broken.”

“Mine feel broken too, take many days feel better. Mine already heal, able take Husband seed-stick again.”

“Berry get big seed again?”

“Yes. Not think any strong ones inside.”

“Ah…” I interrupted.

“What?”

“Ovulation, perhaps?”

“What that?”

“Uh… what do you know about goblin reproduction? About how strong ones are actually made?” I asked Berry.

“Old One tell all goblins, when goblins fifteen moons, ready for big seed. Have strong ones, goblin tribe grow. Not have strong ones, goblin tribe die.”

“Is that all she said?”

Berry nodded.

“There is a lot of information missing. I can’t say with certainty how it is with goblins, but for human women, they have something called an ovary. It is the thing inside the body that keeps all of a woman’s eggs safely hidden until it is time to let one fall into her belly. When it does, that is when a man can give his big seed to her and a strong one can be made. For human women the cycle is every moon. They begin with a bleed from their fuckhole that lasts up to seven suns long and then three suns for the egg to drop into their belly from their ovary. Then there are about twenty suns worth of time for a man to try to put big seed into a woman, before the woman bleeds the egg out if big seed doesn’t turn the egg into a strong one. If that happens, the female has to wait for the cycle to begin again starting with the bleed. Do you goblins bleed each month?”

Everyone present except for Lily shook their heads.

“Goblins only bleed when hurt or get first big seed. Or when strong one come… Big blood on first big seed is good omen, Old One say.” Jewel answered.

“Alright, then taking the bleeding cycle away, perhaps goblins do that part differently, but with humans, it can take a minimum of one moon before their belly can make itself ready for another seed to drop into their belly. Maybe that part is similar. Or maybe it takes less time, but in Berry’s case, it’s still not time yet for her to have another strong one.” I rationalized.

“So Berry need wait moon until ready make more strong one?” Berry was particularly interested in asking this question.

“I don’t know for sure. I’m sure we’ll find out the answer soon enough, as long as you tell me if you feel like you know there is a new strong one inside. But at least for now, since you really just had Diana not too many days ago… right now your goblin egg might not be in your belly yet waiting for my big seed to enter it. The main reason your body would do that is so that you have time to recover from the stress that carrying and giving birth to a strong one puts on your body. It takes a lot of energy from your body, which needs to be replenished by eating.”

I was not really prepared to give an anatomy and biology class here, but I felt it was important to at least convey some aspect of what I knew about basic reproduction, even if I had to dumb it down a little so that it made sense to me as well. They might also still not fully understand.

The bigger question on my mind was about what they had said about being ready to take big seed. They only needed fifteen moons? So… a year and a half? How old were these goblins?

“How… many moons old are you all?”

“More than all fingers and toes.” Berry answered.

“So, over twenty moons?”

Berry nodded.

No fucking way, I’m robbing the cradle here!

“How… fast do goblins grow? How many moons for a goblin to be the size of Lily here?”

“Four moons.” Prima answered. “Prima that big fourth moon.”

Prima was one of the tallest goblins here, along with Jewel. I was almost afraid now to ask how long goblins naturally lived for. I had no idea about how fast goblins grew and were ready for procreation. It was almost like an unchecked stray cat population.

“Husband talk Old One. Know many things about goblins.” Prima suggested.

I chortled. “Do you really think the Old One would want to tell me these things? No, I’ll learn what I can over time from all of you. Prima, I can take a pass on picking tonight like we agreed?”

“You stay Lily. Prima go hunt. Not look Prima with stupid eye. Bring meat Lily. Vera, come hunt too. Finish talk bone, stone, water.” I could see the distressed look in Vera’s eyes as she was pulled along by an older sister’s vice-like authoritative grip.

Hang in there, Vera!

“Berry, keep eye Husband and red stone, leave here, get later. Also go hunt.”

Berry nodded.

“Say, Berry… where is Diana, anyway?” I asked my sweet goblin waifu.

“In cave-hole.”

“Should she be left alone for this long?”

“Diana Artemis old enough walk goblin-home.”

“Eh? Really? Does that mean she can visit me if she wants?”

“Yes. One moon time, she ready hunt own.”

“One moon? Hunt on her own!? Wait, was that why you wanted Prima to take her hunting so soon?”

Berry nodded.

“When human learn hunt?”

“At the earliest… six years so… uh… seventy two moons?”

Berry shook her head.

“How many moons Husband?”

“I guess I am pretty old if we’re talking about comparing how many moons old I am to you… I am probably around two hundred moons old?”

“Husband old like elder goblin.”

“Well, I’m still pretty young for a human. If two hundred moons come five more times, then I’ll be an elder human and near the end of my lifespan.”

“Will… Husband stay?”

“Will I be allowed to go?” I asked jokingly. I was intended to be a lifer here, I’m sure. I was going to be put to stud and killed only after I couldn’t perform anymore, I figured. “Besides, even if I could go, by that point I would hardly be able to live among humans again.”

Berry looked upset at that.

“Don’t worry, this is my life now. I think what matters most is how I can contribute to the future of the goblin tribe. What I can teach Diana and Orchid and Lilac. Or at least, I hope I will be allowed to. Even if they are goblins, to me they have something human in them, and that’s worth nurturing.”

“What Husband want teach Diana Artemis?”

I shrugged.

“I don’t know exactly. But if it’s something I can teach her that I know, that… can benefit her, I’d like to be able to. That’s all.”

“What about teach Berry?”

“You want me to teach you something?”

She nodded.

“Only know berries and poisons. Only hunt small thing. Never go past black trees, stream, or big rock. Not know stone magic for dig wall, or games Husband make for Diana Artemis play… even way strong ones made Old One not tell goblins!”

I sat down and softly patted my thigh, beckoning Berry to come sit with me. I was still cradling Orchid since she was peacefully asleep. Lilac was resting against Lily who was resting well after her double delivery. Berry joined me, and I put an arm around her back and pressed my forehead to hers.

“There are plenty of things that I don’t know either, Berry. If there is something you want to know about or learn, and I happen to know about it, I will be happy to teach you, or our children. Because we are family now. And I also want you to have as many of my strong ones as you want.”

“Husband!”

Orchid began to stir in my arms, making a cute little mewling growl. This caused Berry to begin leaking from her breasts. I remember my older sister saying when her baby used to cry her breasts would secrete milk back then, too…

Orchid began to sniff the air and began wiggling in my arms towards Berry’s breast.

“Oops, let’s get her over to Lily.”

Berry reached for Orchid and pulled her close, letting her wrap her tiny mouth around her own breasts. Seeing what had to be a personal act, I let the backs of my fingers caress Berry’s face.

“I will always care for you, Berry.”

“Berry cave-hole also Husband cave-hole.”

“Hmm, is that the only hole that is also mine?” I teased.

“Berry talk Pear. Husband want try other hole?”

Berry grinned at me. It was just a shame that not even this could make my crotch rocket react. Maybe after eating something solid I’ll feel up to the task again. We’d been in Lily’s room for a while now and I wondered if Doll had woken up yet? Did Prima wake her when she went to fetch Vera to help earlier? It would probably be a while before Prima got back with food for Lily.

Orchid was out cold again like a light after drinking from Berry’s milkies, and I helped Berry up so that she could put my newest daughter right against Lily’s side. Berry then returned to my lap and rested her body against mine. She… just wanted affection, I believe. She deserved it too for helping as much as she did. Of course, I wrapped an arm around her while my other hand held on to Lily’s limp hand. I was in the room with both of the mothers of my children, and I couldn’t think of a better place I wanted to just relax and be.