No. Show this goblin who's in charge.

She probably meant that as a rhetorical question, but as the afterglow of sex wears off, you notice your body is still hot, and your balls are still filled to the brim. Your mind floods again with thoughts of impregnation, and the primal desire to breed.

At least some of your **** mind yearns for **** for what she did to your body, to give her more than she bargained for. To break her.

She opens her mouth to speak but gets cut off mid-sentence.

"I guess- wOAH!"

Barbara squeals as you lift up her small form and start ramming your hips into hers with renewed vigor, not eager to stop anytime soon.

"W-WAIT! I'M NOT- FUUUUCK! NOT... READY!"

Neither were you, but here you both are. Her endured face struggles to focus on keeping herself upright, much less to find the strength to put words into a coherent enough sentence to get through to your lust-filled mind. Her massive breasts, otherwise too heavy to be moved by gravity, bounce up and down with your thrusts, only serving to add more fuel to your lust. You remove a hand from her hips and move it to one of her green nipples, feeling its rough surface compared to the smooth flesh of her breasts. You pinch down on it, yanking on her entire breast to see the reaction of your little sex toy.

"HNNNNNNNNG!"

Barbara lets out a muffled scream between clenched teeth as she ejaculates once more, spraying you down again with more **** this time.

"F-Fucking pervert..."

Ignoring her remark, you continue to poke and prod her breasts, exploring every inch of her upper body. Moving from there, you examine her little arms and the slight muscle underneath her chubby exterior. You also dig into her mouth a little, avoiding her sharp teeth as best you can, lest she decide to chomp her teeth together involuntarily. Your finger becomes moist with saliva as you fiddle with her lips and cheeks, mushing them around, and just generally enjoying their pudgy feeling under your touch. Whether she's fine with this, or is just too busy being fucked silly to notice, you don't know.

What she does notice, however, is you grazing a hand against her gigantic ears.

"HNG!"

She tenses up everywhere, including her pussy, as her ears instinctively jump out of the way of your touch.

"Those are... sensitive..."

With her weak spot having been discovered, you know what you must to do break her.

You grab a heaping handful of goblin ear in one hand, damn near short circuiting her brain in the process, judging by her reaction.

"AAAAAHHH! HEYYY! I S-SAID BE CAREFUUUUUL!"

Not entirely satisfied with this response, and the feeling of your coming orgasm slowly rising below your stomach, you use her ear to pull her entire head down, manhandling her like she was just a cheap toy. You grab her other ear as well, now holding onto both like they were simply handlebars made for keeping this goblin bitch in her place.

She starts squirting immediately, hosing you down again in her goblin love fluid. You're not sure how much more of this **** she can take, but you're eager to find out. Barbara screams incoherently now, reduced to a female animal simply being used as breeding stock.

"HNNNNNGAAAAAH!... I'MMMMM SOWWWWWWYY!"

You're not entirely sure what she could be apologizing for right now, given the physical ****, blackmailing, and body modifications without consent, but with the rising pressure in your balls about to burst, you decide it will have to do for now.

"Apology accepted."

You slam her down into you, this time using her ears as reigns to keep her firmly planted on your cock. She shudders violently as she cums again, your cock pulsing with the purpose of delivering sperm directly into her waiting womb. Although there isn't nearly as much room as the first time, with whatever leftover cum that didn't leak out from the first round still occupying much of uterus. With nowhere to go, it pumps back out of her pussy and onto you, but not at a rate faster than you can unload more into her.

This unequal pressure means her stomach is slowly expanding more and more, her womb **** to stretch as if life were growing in her already.

"It'sssss... tooooo.... muuuch..."

Barbara has no energy left to fight you anymore, seemingly resigned to let you empty yourself inside her again. If she wasn't pregnant before, she is now. Probably with twins, like she said.

Your orgasm slows to a stop after another minute, leaving you with time to observe the mess of a goblin in front of you. Barbara's once neat curly hair is now disheveled, her plump pussy nearly swelling with how hard you fucked her, and her stomach is bloated enough to make her appear 3 months pregnant already. She's breathing hard, but other than that, she's probably passed out. Her empty eyes look at nothing in particular off in the distance, her brain shutting down solely to focus on sorting out the immense pleasure she's still feeling.

You release her ears, causing her to stop unconsciously tensing up her body as she falls down limply. She's nothing but a stuffed ragdoll now. New sperm cells join old ones as they begin working to sow the seeds of life inside her.

But you still yearn for more. Your erection not subsiding, you resolve to keep fucking the onahole in front of you, whether or not she's still even conscious to feel it.

Gathering strength in your back and legs, you slowly pick yourself up off the ground, the goblin girl weighing nearly nothing to you right now. Now standing, Barbara is still impaled on your dick, her head and limbs all hanging down limply as cum slowly drips out of her pussy and onto the ground below.

Her regal black dress now irritates you as this new position causes it to get in the way. You support Barbara with one hand as you grab hold of the dress and quickly rip it off her in one motion, severing it in two without a reaction from your comatose partner.

Gripping her hips in your outstretched arms like a child would hold a teddy bear, you plunge your cock into her once again, feeling yourself bottoming out at the end of the thrust. This new position allows you to better notice you still have a bit more space left to go before she's balls deep on your cock, so you start pushing her down harder and harder. The pressure feels like you're pressing up against a firm wall, but with some more effort, you suddenly penetrate her cervix with the head of your penis with a *pop* sensation.

Barbara springs to life with a sharp inhale, her eyes widened in pain before the pleasure numbs her whole body once again.

"Aaaaahhh... just... do whatever... you want... I don't... care... anymore..."

Her head slumps back down as her witch hat falls off and softly floats to the ground. As it lands, it glows bright purple for a mere second before returning to its natural black color. You look down when another flash of purple light gets your attention. It's coming from Barbara's distended abdomen in the form of a mysterious marking or rune suddenly appearing on her stomach. When the light dies down, you clearly see the outline of a womb on top of where her actual womb would be. It's more of a simple cartoonish depiction of a womb than anything, being the shape of a heart with two curled lines on either side to represent fallopian tubes, each one ending in another heart to represent ovaries. The new purple tattoo rests on her green skin as if it had always been there, even though you know it hadn't. You're not too sure she'll be happy with that once she wakes up, but you consider that getting off lightly compared to what she did to your body.

Curiously, you notice a marking inside the heart in the center. It reads "II" in plain text. You don't stop to consider what that means for longer than a few moments as you slide the semi-**** goblin girl up the length of your dick, only to bring her back down to the base moments later. Each time, feeling yourself pop in and out of her cervix on every thrust.

She's quite cute, even in this state as she purrs pleasantly while being hauled up and down your shaft, all her energy having been depleted long ago. Even the ability to merely pick her own head up is impossible.

Somewhere along the way, she wordlessly squirts out another stream of clear fluid, weaker than the other few times. Her tongue unfurls from her mouth and hangs down over her face.

"Blehhhhhhh... humie... cock... good..."

Seemingly reverted to baser goblin instincts, she unconsciously speaks her mind before returning to the occasional squeak or hum as you pick up the pace.

"Huh. Huh. Huh. Huh."

She doesn't moan so much as the air is **** out of her lungs with every thrust, her organs being squeezed more than normal from the amount of cum currently bloating her pussy. Aiming to see how big she'll go, you grip her harder and try to thrust fast and deep, urging yourself to cum one final time.

Your balls start tensing up as your dick grows even harder. That familiar tingling sensation permeating your lower body, you're ready to unload one last time into your goblin onahole. You also notice Barbara's womb tattoo glowing at the same time, probably activated by whatever magic spell that has bound itself to her.

Without a sound, you finally slam into her one last time, panting as the last of your energy for the day leaves you in the form of hot semen flooding into her pussy. With some final strength, you **** your cock past her cervix, pumping out cum directly into her womb. With nowhere to go, her stomach grows even more with each pump, slowly stretching out further and further.

"Eeeeek!"

She looks about 9 months pregnant and ready to pop when you finally pull out mid-ejaculation and use your remaining cum to glaze her body in a nice layer of white semen. Mostly landing on her big, round belly, some shooting past and landing on her breasts. You notice the womb tattoo on her stomach now glows with a "III" marking. But you're too tired to focus on what that means right now.

With the consequences of your non-stop fucking finally catching up to you, your arms feel heavy as you lose your grip on Barbara, dropping her to the ground.

She lands with an "Umph!" while you drop to your knees and land on your back. Both of you lie in a hot mess of cum and goblin bodily fluids, with no more strength to do anything besides just breathing heavily. She softly chuckles to herself, your sign that she was startled but unharmed in her little fall.

"That... was... fun..."

Barbara's voice grows distant as your eyes come to a close, no more energy left to even keep them open. You find yourself drifting asleep completely drained in both body and mind, your last thoughts being images of a very pregnant goblin woman. You succumb to sleep, satisfied.