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You scold yourself for suddenly being scared, you have bred with Satyrs before. Creatures three times your size and many more times as strong and you had felt no fear then. Looking down at the Kobolds however you can’t help but feel like there is something in them that reminds you of your brothers.

Moving around on the branch you start to form a plan of what to do, breeding with Kobolds is a new experience and Old Sister was able to tell you little about how they might act. Looking at the three of them you knew you would have to mate with all of them, a prospect you are quite happy with. However once you have gotten what you want you will need to slip away which might prove tricky.

Either way you figure it is best to leave you supplies up here and come back for them. Stripping them small sack cloth bag off of your shoulders it blends in quite well with the bark of the tree as you secure it. Crouching on the branch you begin the process that all sister Goblins are capable of. Namely the ability to **** yourself to come into heat when needed. As you breath deeply your body begins to produce the mix of pheromones that will excite nearly any male of any species. Men are the only ones who it has little to no effect on, every other male under the sun soon finds themselves with an overwhelming urge to rut.

Sliding your fingers between your legs you find your sex suitably lubricated and so, with one final deep breath, you climb down from the tree.