Generations/Fuck the goblin yet again

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You still have a craving that needs satisfying. You deserve to treat yourself every once and a while, and this goblin bitch needs to know her place. You slowly lower her head to the ground, making sure to keep her waist and pussy high up to that she loses as little cum as possible, as you gingerly move her belly to the ground. The goblin simply pants heavily, unable to focus on anything but breathing, before you slam your dick in as deep as it will go. She screams once again, as you slam your head against her cervix walls and dig your nails into her ass.
With that your merciless exploitation of her body continues, shoving your cock deep into her with each thrust. You see tears run down her face as she claws at the ground in pain, but from how she’s cum so easily, you can tell a part of her enjoys it. You grunt and growl as you pound away at her, as she is entirely submitting to your power and urges. Soon enough she, weakly, wraps her legs around your waist, as she completely gives in to her goblin instinct to breed. With that, you give her all that you’ve got, feverishly fucking her tiny green cunt, as she moans and wails, pounding her fist on the ground at the pleasure. She can do nothing against you but squirm and squeal against your slamming thrusts and booming growls.
As you continue, she sprays your cock over and over with her vaginal fluids over and over, not even bothering to hide her pleasure. Not long after the seventh time, you feel your balls begin to tighten as they slam repeatedly against her clit and belly. Soon after you roar in triumph as you flood her womb yet again, and she screams in pure delight. The pleasure you gain from the feeling as your sperm implants itself with two more of her eggs pushes the orgasm onward, and you empty yourself completely within her uterus before collapsing on top of the tiny whore. You look down to her, heaving in your ear, and see that she has passed out, probably from the pleasure. You can’t help but smile in glory at your prize and gingerly brush your hand across her belly, loving the thought of her gigantic belly, contrasting her tiny form.
What do you do?

Chosen - Generation: One
Time Passed: 0y 685m 0d
Abilities Equipment Mate(s) Children
Name Gru’Thrak Divine Spark, Low-Light Vision bear skin clothes, 8 bone spears, sharp rock, 10 lbs of dried bear meat, 15 sticks, 4 flint rocks Goo’Hor None
Age 10y 695m 18d
Gender Male
Race Orc
Social Class Outcast
Attributes
Body Superb (7)
Mind Weak (3)
Spirit Pitiful (1)