The days of walking and practice went on, and I was also quietly doing some muscle training. The other Goblins looked at me like I was weird, but I didn’t care. Even a Goblin should get stronger if he works out, or at least that was what I thought. Unlike when I was human, Goblins don’t really get fat to begin with. Part of that was probably because the food wasn’t great, but that also meant I was lighter, so training felt worth the effort.
For me, sex was both pleasure and a way to breed, but it had also become a method to build up my physical strength. I pushed myself to the limit, thrusting my hips continuously and cumming over and over until I was empty.
”Ahh, amazing!” the female Goblin cried out.
”Hrrraaah!” I grunted back.
It was training that came with physical pleasure. Sometimes I changed to positions other Goblins didn’t use. When I lifted a female Goblin off the ground while thrusting, she seemed to enjoy it too. Whether she enjoyed it or not didn’t really matter to me, and my own pleasure stayed the same either way. Anyway, I went all out, pushing myself until I was completely drained. Setting my own goals aside, the female Goblins seemed to like it, but I wasn’t particularly interested in their feelings since she was just a female Goblin, after all.
Thanks to the daily training and the hard sex, I felt like I was slowly getting stronger. My stamina went up because I was moving around much more. As a side effect, my overall energy down there seemed to increase as well. Even during sex, there was an overflowing surge of power bursting out. Even for a Goblin like me – a [Goblin Healer] – I could feel the growth taking place.
”You’ve been amazing lately,” the female Goblin said to me as we rested.
”Yeah?” I asked her.
”Yeah,” she replied, leaning closer. “Everyone says doing it with you feels good. You do weird stuff too, but that feels good as well. They’re saying it might feel better than doing it with a Hobgoblin.”
”Dat can’t be true,” Choro spoke up, overhearing us. “I’s fast.”
”You are fast,” the female Goblin told Choro, turning toward him, “but he keeps going the whole time. They say that’s what feels good.”
”Well, yeah,” Choro replied, scratching his head.
As part of my training, I had been having sex in all kinds of positions. I tried thrusting from behind, lifting them up and pressing them against the wall, or holding them up while thrusting upward. Since I was using my whole body and going as hard as I could, maybe that was what made it feel good to them. No other Goblin tried to copy my methods, though.
Making a female Goblin happy had a few small benefits. I got treated better than usual, and I received more food than the other Goblins. It was nice that my daily living situation became easier, and getting better food helped my physical health too. Since it was part of my training anyway, if it felt good, I figured I might as well make them feel plenty good too.
”Why ya have sex like dat?” Choro asked me one day as he watched.
”Hm?” I replied, looking back at him. “It feels good, and it doubles as working out.”
”Does dat feel good?” Choro asked again, tilting his head.
”Well, I think it’s nice to have some variety instead of always doing the exact same thing,” I answered.
Choro seemed curious about how I had sex, and he mentioned that I did weird sex compared to the rest of the tribe. The other Goblins just got on top in missionary and thrust their hips without changing anything. Choro was curious about what I was doing in his own childish way.
”I see,” Choro said, stepping closer. “How ya do it?”
”Sex?” I asked him directly. “You just move however you want.”
”However ya want?” Choro asked, blinking in confusion.
”Yeah,” I explained to him. “You move with passion. Change direction, push in hard, and pound away. Then you go splurt splurt, and it feels better than usual.”
”Passion… push hard, pound away, splurt splurt, got it!” Choro shouted, nodding his head eagerly. “I unnastand!”
When I explained it in a simple way that Choro could grasp, he seemed to understand completely. He could go ahead and try doing it however he liked.
And so, while having either a good or bad influence on Choro, I kept stacking up practice, physical training, and sexual conditioning. The days of building up my strength and energy continued on. I didn’t know for sure if this was the right way, but I decided to just keep doing what I could.
Trivia:
1. The narrator’s human past quietly reshapes goblin society: variety positions and full-body engagement are unknown to other Goblins, meaning his reincarnation knowledge is spreading as a cultural novelty before any overt power advantage appears.
2. The comparison to a Hobgoblin is a benchmark hint: goblin-tier females judging his performance against the species’ next evolution implies his physical growth may be tracking toward that threshold, echoing the stamina and energy gains he senses.
3. Choro’s instant imitation of the passion explanation sets up a ripple effect, where the narrator’s methods could spread through the warren and change its standards, for better or worse, without him ever intending leadership.