Hobgoblin Queen

“Morning daddy!” chimed a mixed chorus girl of goblins and hobgoblins as you felt light smooches on your face lulling you awake. It had been many years after your defeat and you were in the bed of the great goblin empress Chatral. Her kingdom stood over the village that was once kurri kurri and was home to thousands of goblins. You were the sole father of the princesses of this vast kingdom.

Your fiesty little daughters were impatiently tearing away at your blanket no doubt stingy to be the first to have breakfast. “Oh no girls you know it’s my day to have him.” A familiar voice echoed through the chamber and the giggling goblin girls scurried away. One wished you luck making you gulp nervously.

“Oh my handsome husband, finally I have you all to myself.” The voice lulled from the dressing room. Out came Chatral now more beautiful than ever. She stood even talker than you had first met ornate tattoos decorated her body covered daintily by sexy goblin lingerie. Chatral had drained enough energy to become a high tier monster girl and the first of the goblins to reach this tier. “Your poor wife has been busy establishing the strongest city in all of goblin history, and now she’s soooo hungry. Won’t you feed her?” her silky voice asked as she began to crawl on the bed torwards you.

You embraced her and brought her in for a deep kiss. You knew she was pent up and she was going want to play all night to celebrate the anniversary of your defeat long ago. Both of you spent the day making passionate love to each other. The Young Wolf was a long forgotten memory as you devoted yourself to being the husband of the Dark Empress Hobgoblin Chatral’s Husband.