Marry her

You wake up at dawn to the smell of fresh-cooked meat with your feet pruning in the water and your bedroll cover draped over your torso. You moan and stretch, feeling surprisingly well-rested despite the condition you slept in.

"Alex!" Kelpie skips over to you in her underwear, bending over you for a quick kiss. "Got meat, real good, yeah yeah." She clumsily shoves a juicy shred of gamy steak into your mouth then licks her fingers off. "Good, yeah?"

You nod your head in approval until you manage to finish your mouthful. "Good, yeah. You're a good cook, Kelpie." And in that manner you try to make small-talk through something of a language barrier, until well into the day.

Now dressed and reclining with Kelpie curled up cozily on your chest, you get the courage to ask her the burning question. "Kelpie, last night..." you lock eyes with her, "you said something about..." you point to her belly, "a baby, in you... What did you mean?"

"Baby..." Kelpie tries to process the new grammar you're teaching her, and points to your face, "You, good... to me." She puts her hand on your crotch, "This, feel good..." she rubs and squeezes your balls before continuing, "This, make baby. I know... but, not do, before." She seems to be saying that she understands sex, but was a virgin until last night. "If... your baby... then, good." She mounts you and kisses you slow and deep on the lips, sharing the warmth of her crotch with yours.

"It's risky," you separate your mouth from her, "because humans and goblins don't get along... but, because my baby might be in you, I have to stay with you, to help." You stroke her fluffy green hair and kiss her again.

"So..." Kelpie wonders, "baby, good... for you?"

"Oh, I'll give you all the babies you want." And with that, you pin her down, remove her clothes and penetrate her eager pussy. You spend the whole day at that camp, stimulating her insides many times. Kelpie rubs her flat green tummy happily every time you cum inside her.

Many years later, you finally return to the village. You enter from a completely different direction than you left from, but it's still nostalgic to see the old gates, with new wood and some stone reinforcement.

"Good gods!" A watchman shouts as you stand proudly below him, "Alex, is that you? We thought you would never come back, and some of us thought you were dead!"

"Oh, I'm alive and well, Brutus." You wait for him to address the proverbial elephantaur in the room.

"And who are these... young folk with you?" He points to the half dozen people behind you, who all are a little shorter than you, with elf-like pointed ears, your tanned skin and long, wavy green hair.

"Well, isn't it obvious? These are my children." You gesture for Kelpie to come out from the crowd, revealing her enormously swollen green belly as she has become pregnant once again. "And this is my wife."