Power of Creation

After constructing the last of the collars for the moment, I look on curiously as Shivra approaches me, surprisingly looking a bit shy despite her usual domineering, intimidating nature.

“Warrior. That was, eh… fine work you did!” Shivra declares loudly. “And uh… the goblin army has finished cleaning up the zealots and has returned to their underground bunker with their pregnant women in tow.”

This seemed to be something akin to small talk for her, something she certainly isn’t used to doing. The way she looks awkward trying to be casual is a little cute. However, the Shivra I know wouldn’t be talking to me unless she had something important to say. She is neither an overly affectionate woman nor a particularly social one.

Other than the odd friendship with Kida, Shivra remains a bit of a lone wolf. Most of the other girls have formed cliques as their numbers grow. Despite Ariel’s venerable position as harem bitch and Tiana’s pitiable position as harem whore, the two girls had quickly moved to be quite close, and when Ariel isn’t up to sexual shenanigans she often would be with Tiana and Aura while Elysa stands nearby as a guard. This could be called the noble girls. Grimhilde also seems to drift into that group, but since her sisters showed up earlier, she’s been near them to help them acclimate to their new roles as haremettes. Together, they’d be the demon lord girls.

When Grimhilde isn’t doing that, she is helping Kida with her pseudo-role as mayor of the town. In the absence of any kind of formal government outside my lordship, Kida has used the adventuring guild as the local law enforcement and source of rule until something more official can be determined. Add Shivra who manages the army, and Cindy who functions as a secretary because of her source of information on the modern amenities I added to the town… and I have the town hall girls.

While Millie also has the loner attitude, her clingy sister Mason has kept her company of recent. Naturally. Megara has seemed to catch their ear recently, dragging in Nala and Bell. I could call them the Union girls.

Finally, Chris protects her sister, but Lamilia has seemingly taken a liking to the sisters as well and sometimes acts as Chris’s older sister. As a former man (fake), she still had some adjustments to being a woman, and Lamilia has been the most reliable at giving her proper information. Including Chris’s pet, Sansa. I could call these the natural girls, or I could also call them the Chris fan club as her cute demeanor, and innocence is what ties all of the girls to her.

“What is it? What do you want?” Albeit Shivra’s attempts at beating around the bush are cute, I decide to immediately go for the heart of the matter while shaking away my thoughts on character dynamics.

Shivra suddenly straightens like she has just been goosed before nodding and speaking quietly. “Yes, um, earlier, Warrior chose to claim this Queen’s womb.”

As soon as she says this, she piques the interest of several of the nearby girls. Tiana and Ariel are leaning close in a not too obvious way, but even the demon lord girls are feigning a conversation while they listen to the conversation.

“Yes, and?” I inquire out loud, not really caring who hears.

A blush forms on Shivra’s cheeks before she forces herself onward. “That is, to say… you came inside me, for the first time. The other goblins, their women… are all… pregnant. Their gestation period is only a week or two. Therefore…”

Shivra seems to have lost her ability to speak any more of the question, so I simply shrug. “You want to know if I made you pregnant?”

If she was light yellow before, her skin turned a deep yellow now. “That is… of course, female goblins are exceptionally rare and virtually infertile. It would be very difficult for this queen…”

“Ah, well, I didn’t make you pregnant.”

“Yes… of course.” Shivra tries to hide a flash of disappointment before she puts on a brave smile, nods, and turns away. “Very well, then I’ll be going.”

I sigh, pulling off my blacksmith’s apron, “Well then, we’ll just have to get you pregnant this time!”

“Huh!” Shivra’s eyes go wide as she spins back. “No, Warrior! This is actually best! I do not wish to have children at this time. As the general, it would be bad if I were to become pregnant!”

“Haha! It’s cute you say that like I’ve ever given you a choice!”

“B-b-but… Warrior… this is… why?”

I shrug. “I wanted to have some baby daughter to bounce on my knees and instead I got these incestuous twins who’d rather bounce on my cock.”

“Hey, sister. Father called us incestuous. What is incestuous? Can we eat it?” Anna asks.

“Mmm…” Jenny nods excitedly. “I think it means we can eat Father’s cock.”

“Then we must be as incestuous as possible for Father’s sake!”

“I want to bounce on Father’s knee.”

“I want to bounce on Father’s cock.”

“Can we do both?”

“At the same time?”

I ignore the twins as they talk to each other with such sweet dark words. “Anyway, you said it yourself, a baby in a week. The perfect incubator.”

“I-i-incubator!” Shivra’s eyes were looking dizzy, but after a moment her eyes harden. “Very well, let’s go to my room and use my bed. This Queen will graciously take your seed!”

Shivra wasn’t that particularly shy when it came to sex stuff. Whether it was battle or sex, she took every mission bravely and with resolve. She’d swallow cum, accept anal, or do anything else the Warrior wanted from her. The only kind of thing that ever made her sweat was the public stuff. Even mentioning her previous event in front of the other girls was difficult. So naturally, being violated in front of an audience was dreadful. That’s why the chance to enjoy me behind closed doors made her infinitely happy.

“Hey! Who wants to join me while I impregnate Shivra?” I call out.

“Oh, I do, I do!” Medusa leaps forward only a step behind Ariel.

“What!” Shivra starts to blush again but is helpless as a half dozen women push her along into her room while stripping her of her clothing.

Suddenly, her intimate time with me has become an orgy with witnesses. Even when making a child, the Warrior chooses to demean and embarrass Shivra! She starts crying as she’s immediately stripped of all dignity and turned into my incubating oven.