Allow it to progress naturally (2 months later)

Venus groaned as Saraf's warm seed splashed into her mouth, eagerly swallowing down every drop of tangy cum that he had to offer. For his part, the shaman let out a satisfied sigh before moving about to push his thick green meat into her pussy. The shadow huntress cooed in delight, licking a few stray yellowish drops from her lips as she was pounded, loving every moment that Saraf's hips slammed into her. Looking down between her breasts, the lovely pair swinging pendulously beneath her, she ran a hand across her tummy, a bump having been steadily growing there in the time she had been with the tribe.

Apparently the shaman's virility potion had worked, for the two had been at this all day, their bodies sticky with sweat and bodily fluids, and the elder goblin possessed of an energy and stamina that she had not seen in him before. Ever since her first mating with him, he had.. craved her attentions more than he cared to admit. And the shadow huntress? Well, she found that she craved him just as much, eager to submit to his experience and sexual prowess. Of course, Venus found that she craved a great deal of goblin cock ever since her pregnancy had gone into full swing.

She wasn't certain if all goblin women went through this or if it was just an unusual reaction from being a woman pregnant with half-goblin child, but her libido had been more powerful than ever. Rather than waiting for the men to come to her each morning, she had begun seeking them out, eager to douse the fire in her loins with their seed, and even more eager to drink down every drop that they had to offer. Of course, the goblins were only too happy to oblige their newest member of the tribe, satisfying her every need and desire with glee.

Venus was broken from her reverie, Saraf's fingers catching her clit and gently tugging on it, pinching it, rubbing it with his rough thumb. She cried out, pushing harder against him, begging him to take her harder. The shaman's breath catching in his throat for a moment before he released a soft hiss, and then released his boiling seed into her pussy, driving her to another orgasm of her own. She wasn't sure what number this was, as she had ceased trying to keep count.

Instead, she and Saraf collapsed in an exhausted heap, Venus turning over to pull Saraf close against her, their hands gently exploring one another, "Thank you, my shaman, for taking such good care of me."

Saraf slowly pulled away to sit down, Venus smiling as she slid between his legs and took his still hard meat into her mouth, servicing him like the expert mate that she had become. The shaman let out a shaky breath, trying to maintain control, "You are.. a godsend.. to this tribe, Venus. And your children are coming along well," Sliding his hand down, his knobbly fingers stroking her breast before running across the curve of her stomach. She had learned not long after that she would be birthing multiple children. Among the goblins, this was nothing unusual, though they had not expected it to be the case with a human woman.

But according to Saraf, it would only be another cycle of the moon until she was ready to bear the tribe's offspring. Even now it sounded.. strange to her, and yet she was happy with her choice not to accelerate the speed of the birth. In the past two months, she had grown very accustomed to the tribe, truly considered herself a member, and she even felt a bit sad that she would have to eventually leave. Though.. perhaps that wouldn't have to be the case after all?

As Saraf groaned in sheer delight, his seed shooting into her mouth, Venus eagerly swallowed every last drop. Among the goblins, she had found some measure of.. peace. Did she really have to leave? Was **** important enough to give up this life that she had found for herself?