Chapter 35: 35. Getting Wood Part 2 (R-18)

35. Getting Wood Part 2 (R-18)

I return to kneeling before the green shortstack I intend to make the father of my next child. She looks into my eyes with tender affection and says, “You have a talent for finding what the monsters you encounter truly want. Can you tell what I want?”

I give my wife a seductive smile. “That’s easy.” I put both hands on her rod, one grip over the other, and stroke her using Suka’s spit for lubrication. “You want to feel big and powerful.”

From her massive self-confidence to her love of big dicks, to her obsession with monster evolution, I’ve known since we met Gabby sees herself growing into something big—metaphorically speaking. If she wanted to get swole, she’d have taken the Ogre evolution path like Dura.

This time I use my lips and tongue to suck on the first few inches of Twisted wood while my hands work the shaft. It really is like servicing a dildo, but the veins are warm with Goblin blood, and I can feel Gabby’s pulse in its length.

I lick along the frenulum repeatedly, probe her meatus with the dexterous tip of my tongue, and gently scrape the glans with my teeth—eliciting tiny grunts of pleasure from my lover. Then I pump and suck for all I’m worth, turning my hands in opposite directions on her shaft until she’s bucking on the edge of the bed.

“Alex!”

Gabby grips my shoulders and hunches over me as I clamp onto her tip. Warm liquid spurts onto my tongue and fills my mouth until I eagerly gulp it down. She tastes like gloopy apple sauce with a Goblin musk aftertaste. I quite enjoy the flavor.

She relaxes as she descends from that high after a half dozen spurts, and her aftershocks quiet not much later. I pull off her rod and stare at its hardwood length with a little awe. Gabby sees my expression and grins.

“The other advantage of this thing is that Treefolk cock never goes soft.”

“Then let’s put it to good use,” I say as I hop onto the bed beside her, then recline with my arms outstretched.

The little Goblin is eager to get to work. She kneels between my legs and spreads my thighs, her eyes lingering on my Mole-man member. Gabby gets a bit distracted returning the oral favor, taking my cock in hand, and stuffing as much as can fit in her greedy mouth hole. I stiffen in her mouth as she bobs her head on my length.

She straightens soon after, letting my dick plop out of her lips as she raises to her full (meager) height. Gabby whips her dick around and lays it on my belly next to my erect phallus, displaying the plain difference in size while showing how far she’s about to penetrate me. This is going to reach my belly button!

“Mine’s bigger.” She grins at me with her sharp Goblin teeth.

The Twisted dick wins in both length and girth, not to mention the swirling and knotty places I’m excited to feel in passing. That being said, the Mole-man cock is already a monster rod with enough width to supposedly split an ancient human virgin in half.

“Just wait,” I return her predatory grin with one of my own. “I’ve got that model on my menu, so I’ll be sporting the same soon. And, when I use it on someone your size, it’ll feel twice as big.”

“I’m looking forward to it,” the greedy Goblin replies. “But let’s enjoy the moment.”

Gabby aligns her rod with my nethers and presses the tip inside. Then she lifts my legs (with my help) over her shoulders, puts one arm around my thighs for balance, and grips my cock in the other. She smooshes her breasts against my legs as she slowly thrusts forward.

I feel each twisted inch and knotty bump as it enters me. The tip taps my cervix as she skooches forward flush with my ass. It’s a soft pressure pervading my abdomen, not unpleasant, but not doing much for me at the moment.

Meeting her gaze, I say, “Breed me.”

My Goblin wife swings her hips back to withdraw, and I feel every curve and ridge of her cock in reverse order. Then she slams forward with desperate need. The forward stroke is everything I expected, but faster, and the tip strikes my cervix with force this time. The result is like a bell tolling through my stomach and reverberating in my chest.

“Fuck!”

By now, she’s begun humping me with exuberance. She splits her focus to jack me off with one hand, and the extra source of pleasure does crazy things to my brain.

*Dong!* *Dong!* *Dong!*

Gabby is ringing my bell with each thrust, and the twisted cock’s knots ramming through my love tunnel ripples pleasure like waves in a pool. I don’t match her pace thrusting back; I’m too far gone. She alters the angle of her thrusts, and suddenly, a wooden knot is banging into my g-spot with each pass.

*Dong!* *Dong!* *Dong!*

“Gabby!”

I’m cumming from my cunt in no time, but the greedy Goblin doesn’t pause. She relentlessly pursues her own pleasure fucking my sweet honey pot. All the while, her hand is pumping my dick as if drawing water from a well. Bliss surges within me, wracking my mind, and one orgasm rolls into the next as I scream.

“Cum inside!”

*Dong!* *Dong!* *Dong!*

The knot pressing into my g-spot also stimulates the base of my cock, giving me a sensation like prostate stimulation. The result is a powerful climax that has my cum boiling from my tip in volcanic spurts that drip onto Gabby’s hand as she continues to work me. I shoot cum like a geyser as the cervix pounding finally kicks off a full-body orgasm.

I arch my spine and shout, “Put a baby in me!”

Gabby slams home a final time as I blast her face with cream and splatter my own breasts in baby batter. My body shakes, and my pussy holds her rod in an iron grip as I feel her seed splash onto my cervix. I lose my sense of hearing as that tolling bell of ecstasy fills my being, pushing everything else beyond my comprehension.

When my mind clears, Gabby is laying atop me, spent, in a puddle of my cream with my cock sandwiched pleasantly between us.

I release a shuddering breath, “That was incredible.”

“Yeah,” she says, then looks up at me with a peaceful grin. “I do love my human.”

I cup her face with the hand bearing her wedding ring. “Love you too, honey.”

Feeling a familiar burn on my belly, I gently slide Gabby aside and wipe away enough cum to look at my tummy tattoos. We watch as a sperm with Gabby’s face within a leaf icon swims around my uterus. With an effort of will, I activate my Ovarian Control to pop an egg through my fallopian tube. Gabby’s sperm immediately pounces on the new egg and merges to become an embryo.

*You’ve Conceived a Mandragora! Congratulations! – One Female Breeder Mark!

Like that time with Ariella, a young boy’s face appears within the embryo. His skin is leafy green, but his features bear resemblances to Gabby and me. I throw my arms around Gabby and kiss her on the lips. I can still taste my cum in her mouth, but that doesn’t matter at the moment. I just want to kiss my wife and show her how much I love her right now.

*Breeder Marks – One (Female)!*

Paternal Malleability I (II - 3)

Paternal Customization (3)

Paternal Inheritance I

Paternal Seminal Control

Volume

Qualities

Spawn Attributes

Paternal Seminal Potency

Partner Tracker

Maternal Ovarian Control

Maternity Ward

Create Womb Seed

Maternal Fetus Protection

Maternal Inheritance I

Maternal Fast-Gestation I

Maternal Mammary Control and Potency

Sustenance

Pacification

Allure

‘Sustenance’ has been locked in for a while, but I hesitate with the selection. ‘Create Womb Seed’ has a major attraction. It wasn’t visible before, which makes me suspect I’ve fulfilled a hidden requirement since then. The only thing that comes to mind is… Cottontail.

The name suggests something rather shocking: the ability to create a womb. Is such a thing really possible? With my magic, I suppose I shouldn’t doubt.

“Now I can get my male Breeder mark! Ready, Suka?” The Cinderwolf girl lets loose a snore; her head has fallen off the feather pillow and onto Flou, who’s doing a splendid impression of a furry cushion. They look quite cute together. “I must have tuckered them out…”

Gabby pats my belly in satisfaction. “We’ve all had a long day. Let’s not blame them for taking an afternoon nap. I think I’ll join them.”

I nod. “Hmm, well, if I’m not waking her up for sex until later, I do have an errand to run.”

“Where are you going, Alex?”

“I need to visit Cottontail.”

“Your bunny boyfriend?”

“Girlfriend.”

“Right,” Gabby accepts my correction without complaint. “Why, exactly?”

Did I not tell Gabby? I suppose, if I did, it wasn’t high on Gabby’s priority list to keep in mind (even if she has a good memory). “I want to protect her, and the only way I can do that when I’m not around is to keep her in a safe place like the Warren, which means she can’t forage for food. That means I need to stop by and ‘feed’ her every day.”

On the word ‘feed,’ I thrust my hips, making my cock flop in place. Gabby gets the message loud and clear.

“Have fun, I suppose. I’d come with you for safety, not that you’d need it, but I doubt a Goblin will be welcome in the Warren. That said… you can bring the bunny, er, Cottontail, home with you. I’ve decided to give up eating monsters for you, Alex. Not ‘meat’ itself in principle, but I don’t want you afraid to bring home any manner of strange monster you’ve befriended on my account. Any number of monsters, too, as long as you can feed them and there’s room.”

I close the gap between us, hug Gabby again, kiss her on the lips, and say, “Thank you, thank you, thank you! You’re the best wife a girl could ask for!”

“You’re just saying that because I have a big dick, now,” she mock-accuses.

I laugh and kiss her again. “I’m fantasizing about all the monsters we can spitroast from now on.”

“The sky is the limit, my human,” Gabby coos as she caresses my face.

That just reminds me I need to find Gale.

“More adventures tomorrow and more fun tonight.” I kiss her one last time before preparing to leave.

I tap Flou softly enough to wake her, but not Suka. “I’m going to the Warren. Want to come with?”

The Fuzzy Slime doesn’t show a lot of emotion without a face, but her whispered tone speaks volumes, “I… they won’t recognize me. Even if I say who I am, I don’t want to have to prove it to my family. I’d rather stay here until I can take a form more… recognizable.”

“I understand. Go back to sleep with your new friend.”

Flou’s fur bristles, then floofs. “I never imagined I’d be sleeping with a wolf instead of inside their belly.”

“Stick with me, and I’m sure you’ll see even more impossible things.”