Nothing at all!

Your primal, male instincts rage within you as you breathe in the pheromones from the deer-woman that are wafting through the air so thickly. Your cock is quickly hardening in the confines of your breeches, pressing painfully against the leather of the garment you wear, and you again reach down to try and adjust your growing erection within your trousers. You find, however, that no amount of adjusting yourself physically can keep your lust at bay as your breathing starts to come hard and your blood runs hot in your veins.

And, if you're feeling the effects of the deer-woman's scent, then your male followers are all but chomping at the bit for the chance to charge the female Beast-kin and have their way with her. You can all but feel the lust radiating from them and so too can Blackmane as you see her visibly squeeze her thighs together as the scent of so many aroused males around her are causing her own mating instincts to rise up within her.

It is the scent of aroused goblin female that finally undoes you as you give a growl and leap out from where you hide, charging forward into the clearing and towards the deer-woman. Your male followers are hot on your heels as they hoot and holler in lust as they begin to rip at their armor and clothing as they run forward. The deer-woman looks in your direction as you sprint towards her, her wide doe-eyes fixed upon the five of you coming towards her...but not with a hint of surprise in their lovely blue depths.

It is that which finally tips you off to what a mistake you have made, but, by then, it is too late as you hear objects whistling through the air and feel a sharp impact at your side as something pierces your body and sends you tumbling to the ground. Pain lances through you as you lay on the ground and you look down at yourself to see a wooden spear has all but impaled you as the point of it has exited through the opposite side you were struck on. It is only through sheer will and the power your master granted you in your creation that you aren't dead yet, but you know you won't last long the way blood is flowing through you.

You try and right yourself as pain surges through you with every movement you make. You look around and see the rest of the male goblins that had charged with you similarly impaled as you are, though all of them are already lifeless corpses as they did not possess the vitality you do. They are dead, skewered on the ground like chunks of meat about to be cooked on a spit, and you growl at this as you try to get to your feet...and fail as you instead can only fall to your knees and cough up blood.

The last thing you see is a group of male Beast-kin of varying sorts falling upon Blackmane in a frenzy, the female goblin having been left alone when you and the males left her to charge the deer-woman. You see her try to struggle and cry out, but she is easily overpowered by the larger beast-men who tear her armor and clothing from her to reveal her lithe naked form to the air. A stag-man wastes no time in bringing his prodigious member to bear as he impales Blackmane on his rigid length, shoving his large cock into her smaller form in one savage thrust. Blackmane tries to scream, but that sound is silenced as a moose-man shoves his fat prick into her mouth and begins to brutally fuck her face while his compatriot works his dick in and out of the poor goblin's now suddenly stretched twat.

That is the last sight you see, the female goblin spit-roasted on two beast-man cocks, before blood loss and pain finally overwhelms you and you fall into the darkness of unconsciousness and, soon after, ****'s embrace.