Diplomacy

Your goblinish baby batter, and Sheila’s virginal Amazonian blood mix together and seeped out of her well fucked cunt.

Your massive cock stretched Sheila pussy beyond what she thought possible. Though you choose to congratulate yourself on the evidence her aethereal glowing skin showed.

Sheila is still breathing heavy by the time you get to your house. Another new achievement as a goblin. Herding cattle and tending crops that she mentioned leads your clan to want to stay in one area for the most part.

However, you plan to lead your goblin tribe south to plant a winter crop. Alternating ‘sites every forth or fifth year to give the land time to recover. This will maximize the yield of your tribe’s crops.

You notice curiously that Sheila appears disappointed as you lead her to the house; Instead, of returning to her earlier disgust and hate. The earlier version of her should be eager to confirm that she hated every moment of it.

“What.?. Is this my home now? You want me barefoot and pregnant as I **** away at dinner, tending the garden, and cleaning the house? While you, the male, make war?”

"Hmmm... I do admit to loving the mental image of you pregnant with our children."

Flaring nostrils is Sheila’s Id’s physical response as she intakes a sharp breath as you grab her hips and grind yours into hers. Your belly rubbing flush against hers.

You kiss Sheila passionately without any expectation really; However, she timidly does respond slowly.

Sheila should consider themselves to have some privacy now. Though she could also just blame the hormones in her system from your recent mating session.

However, there are the odd Goblin errand boys running around doing the cooking, cleaning, and tending to the garden for you.

“You’d be a peasant or a farmer girl if I wanted that. No, I ‘want’ you Sheila because you are the best Amazonian scout from your tribe.”

Welcome and disbelieving relief wash across Sheila’s face at first, and then settles on suspicion. “You said you would help my people.” She said with venomous accusation.

Smirking you respond flippantly, “One would think an Amazon as smart as you are would have figured out by now that I think unlike most other males, and goblins for that matter.

“Yes I can, and I will. My militia corps is reading itself now. I brought you here so that we can talk in private and be of one mind of this, because I want you to come with me.”

…

Stunned silence is Sheila’s initial response.

…

Figuring out that you are waiting for Sheila’s response she instead asks “Why? What do you want? … How can I help?” It was the most positive thing she said since you both met.

“I am sure you used your intelligence to compare your sisters to my goblin militia corps’ strength and weaknesses while you were scouting us. Thus you should also know the best way we can assist and work with your sisters to insure victory.

“For us to catch up to your sisters, we will have to pack light. Team work and cooperation will ensure that both of our people will return with maximum reward and minimal loss. Plus, I am positive my loving wife will greatly appreciate a chance to see her mother and sisters again.

"Again I want you as my wife, because we both have an equal opportunity to excel. I want us to excel together as one, and in the same direction. I believe we can make something really amazing, and that idea has enthralled me the moment I met you.

"If for some reason you think I am ignoring you then by all means, let me know and we can discuss alternatives.”