Adventures of the Monster Layer

[NekroSektor]

As dawn breaks on the small settlement, the first people begin to wake, the farmers make their way to their crops. The harvest was upon the country, picking carrots, potatoes, and tomatoes to supply the town with food for the coming months. Others developed their grain, sending it to the mill to become flour. The children ran and played as their mothers watched, some would find their way to the woods and started playing with sticks like they were knights.

Then came the sounds of horns in the distance. Parents ran out to gather their children, finding shelter in the cellars, those who didn't have them hid under their tables, in dressers, and barricaded their doors. They knew the vile beasts were approaching, they knew what would happen to them. The goblins arrived as a swarm, hundreds of the filthy, green creatures came, breaking down fences and trampling the farms, looking for fresh meat to eat or breed.

Hours passed as the goblins continued their assault, the sound of screams echoed through the empty village, the hidden villagers winced in fear of who those belonged to, was it their neighbor? One of the children? One of the city knights who should have come to help? The noises stopped after another two hours, leading to one of the villagers opening their hiding hole to find someone already out, grabbing one of the green bastards by the neck. What was he doing? Fighting them off? The other goblins were running away, holding onto their rears with a limp… they were saved by this lone hero, an adventurer wandering nearby, not even his face visible past his armored mask.

The citizen began to cheer for the adventurer, as he made the goblin roar out in pain, before skillfully tossing it away to the forest, where it too began to run off and rejoin its friends. The villagers slowly came out of their hiding spots, cheering for the brave warrior who fought off the goblin attack with extreme ease.

"You did it! Our village is saved!" One of the villagers shouted out, raising his fist in honor the hero.

"No, they'll be back within a week if they aren't properly… dealt with." The adventurer cracked his knuckles and started walking toward the forest, leaning down to follow their tracks, following their trail through the woods as the villagers cheer him on. Coming across a lowly cave, a crude sign with a skull drawn onto it, as well as an animal skull on top of the post marks the entrance. Normally, coming into a cave full of goblins alone was a bad idea, but for this man, it was nothing. The average person was susceptible to being attacked from the dark, but using special goblin pheromones, he was able to not only sneak in undetected, but they even saw him as one of their own. He ignored the men, many of whom were still recovering from the encounter in the village.

He was after the women. He was no slayer, he was no hunter, he was no hero. He was The Layer, an adventurer whose method of handling monsters was, while effective, rather crude and barbaric by most standards. He was going to rape the goblins, he was going to return the favor to these feral beasts by giving them a taste of their own medicine. For every poor damsel these creatures brutally molested, he would repay them.
He grabbed the first of his victims, covering her mouth with his hand, covered in a leather glove to protect him from biting. His other hand went to his grieves, lowering them and revealing his cock, one that would put any natural goblin to shame with its size and girth, plunging it inside the green bastard and immediately pressing into her womb, starting the goblin's reproductive system to kick in and start ovulating. Her lips grew moist as her resistance lowered as her body instinctively accepted him as her mate, muffled moans escaped her lips into his glove with each thrust. The others none the wiser, as to them, it was just another goblin using them as they're meant to be, the only thing out of place was the fact she was enjoying it. He leaned her overtop a stone table, each clap of their bodies together reverberating through the cave, culminating in him plunging himself inside her body to deposit his seed as her body forced her to orgasm for the first time in her life.
He dumped her to the ground like the used sleeve she was, then moved to the next, then the next, and the next, working his way through the women like it was a brothel, which to him, it may as well have been. They aren't pretty, but a dark cave is a dark cave, and a hole is a hole, something even the men had the unfortunate experience of getting intimately familiar with.
He raised his trousers after leaving his mark on each goblin, and left. Days passed, and the village was confident in their safety from the local horde, not even scouts had been spotted, an extreme rarity. After six days passed, a single goblin was spotted, a male, bone thin and starved, falling dead on the ground in front of the village, it was clear he hadn't eaten in days, his legs were barely able to support his frail body, and his arms probably couldn't even lift their crude tools, whatever the adventurer did, it must have decimated their stocks of food.

And so it did, as within the cave, seven bellies were starting to bulge, and piles of animal carcasses and fruit seeds lay outside the cave, the goblins were pregnant… and hungry. Their loins burned with an emptiness, mere goblin cock could no longer satiate them, they experienced true sexual ecstasy for the first time, and they would no longer settle for less. Despite being pregnant, their sexual desires were still growing, they forced the male goblins who remained, and who hadn't been assigned to bring them more food, to try and make them cum, a reversal of the species standard. Every day, more men died due to forced exhaustion, starvation, or went missing during a hunt, but since the goblin mating cycle is short, within the month, the women began to give birth, day by day, more goblins were born. Some bore twins, one bore triplets, the rest were single births. The commonality among them all, they were all female, and they were all many gauges more attractive than their mothers, though admittedly still rather ugly by human standards.
With no men to reproduce further, it was up to these cockstarved females to find the food for their offspring to develop to adulthood, which would take another month, but also to think of a new plan to continue. Such a task was rather difficult for goblins to fulfill, being stupid creatures with very simple minds only capable of a few basic needs: food, water, sleep, and sex.

The Layer was aware of how goblins operated, and everything was according to his plan, he approached the cave with helpings of cheese, meat, and fruits to satiate their hungers, he however, was there to satiate their lust.
By repeating the process, the goblin females' dependency for human cock increased, each one getting pregnant with the Layer's offspring once more, the children suckled for milk from their mothers, gaining nutrients until they were large enough to partake in the delicacies brought by their collective father. And once they reached maturity, it was time for them to partake in their mothers' addiction as well, getting thoroughly bred by the cock that made them.
Normally, incest like this would dilute a gene pool and cause genetic deformities, but with goblins, their genes are such a clusterfuck that genetic deformities are probably a good thing for them, given how hideous the average goblin is.

Within the month, goblins became twenty two, and all of them pregnant to repeat the process. All according to plan.