Listen to her plan

"Ah, you want to hear about my plan then. Good, This seems like a good time anyway." She turns towards you a bit more and places her hand fondly on your knobbed knee looking down and straight into your bloodshot and beady eyes. "Now Wallum, I need your complete attention while I explain my story. I can go over details later, but for now, listen and stay awake." You grin from ear to ear when she tells you to stay awake, thinking to yourself how there is no way in Hell you could sleep through a sexy elf explaining how you get to put your hands all over her body and naughty bits.

"The next phase is the bonding phase, which means once finished only you or anyone else I've bonded with can place their manhood inside my body, with or without permission. That means, mouth, anus or my private place. Once the bonding is finished, we may have consensual mating, but there is one more phase to my plan Wallum." During the pause in her monologue, she placed her left hand over her belly and rubbed it gently almost absentmindedly.

"You see, before I descended into this ravine where I found you, I had made a prayer to a Goddess of the Noble Elves. Her name is Frinyas. She is our Goddess of fertility and harvests. I had prayed to her fervently that I hated that I was married to the Baron Hylas last winter and that upon returning to the sanctuary at the end of this raid, I would be **** to marry Hylas and consummate with him on our wedding night. The Baron Hylas is a wicked man with loose morals and a penchant for drunken rampages in which he has severely injured one of my dear cousins. I want **** on that horrible beast and during the night I came up with this plan. I prayed for deliverance from my obligations as Hylas's wife and I saw one way out. I would bond with the first goblin I saw, lay with him and conceive a child with him. After confirming my pregnancy, I would smuggle my mate into the compound with me in my home and periodically receive their seed at the peak of my fertility and live out my most fertile days giving birth to my goblin children without ever giving birth to one of Hylas' line." You cock your head to the side and smile wickedly up at the elf's face.

"Why goblin? Why not any other elf man or even hoo-man? Me not look like you elf people, me green skin, ugly and smell bad!" You lift up one of your arms and take a tentative sniff of your armpit, and what you smell is far beyond what would be considered bad odor. You positively reek of damp filth and mildew, and you can only guess at how badly your nether regions stink when your penis has never felt a drop of clean water or soap since you were spawned. The She-Elf seemed to enter into a pensive state for a moment, almost as though she never actually stopped to consider this very question herself.

"The answer is quite complicated Wallum, but I will do my best to explain it for you." To your immediate satisfaction, Shelobu wears a charming smile that destroys any doubt that may have surfaced about whether she was serious about going through with having sex with you. A wave of exhilaration and contentment sweeps over you as you focus in on the elf's words.

"You see, before I came to any decision I had done research on the subject of interspecies mating at the academy of magic and philosophy within the city. I discovered many fascinating things about the anatomy, reproductive practices and psychology of many of the creatures roaming about. I learned about giant worms that swallow men and women whole and paralyze their victims while they fill their bodies with hundreds of eggs, Hellhounds that kill men on sight but will indulge in copulation with **** females if given the chance. On and on I pored over dozens of tomes about the subject until I came upon a book devoted entirely to Goblin biology, psychology and culture." Shelobu reached out and gently tugged on one of your large pointed ears affectionately. "What I discovered amazed me! Despite the goblin's short stature and lack of muscle, they have the ability to go weeks without sleep, food or water. The endurance of a typical male goblin far outpaces a veteran soldier of the human variety. With this capacity, a goblin is able to mate with a female for days, and sometimes weeks!" She practically gushes with pride at describing this "superiority" of the goblin male.

"Goblin males do not ejaculate typical semen either it seems." Shelobu grins down at you and winks.

"What they carry is a potent mixture of mucus, oil and natural liquid protein. According to the descriptions given in the book, this compound is a fascinating cocktail of bodily fluids that is both incredibly resilient to water based contraceptives, soap and acids, but is so dense that if a male succeeds in ejaculating within a suitable orifice, it is almost impossible for it to be drained or extracted." You aren't really sure what it is that she is so happy about and so you ask her to explain a bit more. "What is or-ee-fiss?" The elf blinks for a second before catching herself, realizing that she's been explaining high level biology to someone with such low intelligence. "Oh, I'm sorry my little one; let me try once more then. You see, deep within your..." She motions to your crotch area with her finger. "Is a liquid that sticks to the inside of a woman's vagina, and it's called your semen. Your semen carries within it millions of tiny sperm that find their way inside of a woman's body and find her precious egg. Once they find the egg, they burrow inside and create a child... A woman's egg, and the man's sperm. My eggs, your sperm."

"My... Sperm? Your egg? Yessss yesss. Me like this very much, me put MY sperm in your belly, make little goblins inside you yes?" Your eyes twinkle with moisture as your heart thunders within your emaciated torso.

Something about the simplicity of most of what she described sent lightning bolts up your spine. This naughty vixen wishes for a goblin to impregnate her before another man gets the chance, and for as long as it takes, give birth to several additional goblin children. To be handed the power to conceive a baby inside of the womb of such a fine female is not lost on you as you take stock of her decently wide hips and muscled loins, and you ponder what it would look like to see her chiseled abs bulging 2 feet in every direction, protecting your growing goblin children within her.

"Out of all of the biology I researched, it was discovered that your race contains the most potent virility yet. Once we are a bonded pair and we consummate our partnership, a pregnancy is all but guaranteed you see. You have a very special gift inside you Wallum, my little lover." Shelobu runs her hand down the middle of her chest, slowly sliding it down across her flat stomach and she stops her hand just under her exposed belly-button, leaving it there for a few moments as she strokes her lower abdomen lovingly. "Not only that, but my strong constitution and magic drastically decreases pregnancy time. From what I've gathered, the shortest gestation period, uhm, I mean the time it takes for the baby to grow, was an average of 3 weeks... With enough preparation and energy my body could potentially produce over 15 children in a year! Your lifespan is reportedly 35 years and mine is almost 300 years, but judging by your height and appearance, you look to be about 22 years old. Do you know how old you are Wallum?" The elf looks at you intently, keen on discovering how potentially long this "partnership" could even last.

"Me not sure, but me think my tribe survive twenty winters so far in my life." You scratch your knobby head with a long jagged fingernail. "Ah, 20 years maybe? So if you remained healthy and safe, you could potentially live another 20 years... Let's see, that would mean that if I ovulated- I mean- I was fertile for most of the time we spend together, I could give birth to 300 of your children!" You can see that Shelobu is very excited about this journey, and about being the mother to literal hundreds of goblins just like you.

"So what do you say my dear Wallum? Do you wish to breed with a fertile female elf and create a tribe of your own, with the strength, dexterity and wits to match a human soldier?" She pats her lower abdomen a few times with her hand, indicating the place where dozens of your children could soon grow.

"Me like this plan miss- no no no- you mine now, you my brood mate now elf woman. Me make you pregnant with many little goblins!" You stand up and raise your fists triumphantly, shaking them and smiling to the heavens, thanking the Goddess who you just met and gave you a boon befitting royalty, not some filthy weak creature who couldn't **** a turtle.

"Oh yes my little mate." Shelobu smiles. "We have a long night ahead of us."