A common concept of goblins is that of the unintelligent and violent little troglodyte. This is antiquated and inaccurate to the modern truth. It is also considered quite an offensive stereotype that has dogged the goblins living alongside humans since medieval times when these two species were at odds. The current sentiment is overwhelmingly that goblins and humans should exist in a mutual symbiosis, however in more conservative parts of the world the previous concept persists even into the modern era.
Contrary to popular belief, male goblins did not ever go extinct. They have, in fact, likely never existed at all. If they ever did, it was so far beyond all recorded history or archeological findings that we do not know about them at all. For all reasonable history, goblins have existed as a mono-gendered people that rely entirely on human males for reproduction. This is something unique to the goblin genome, as no other species has ever evolved to rely solely on the small gamete of a competing species for continued procreation. This is where the ideas of violence originated because in more religiously zealous times, most of humanity considered sexual interaction with a goblin to be an abomination before their various mythical deities. Goblin tribes around the world survived at the time through kidnapping of males and using them for unwilling insemination. The kidnapped that managed to escape spread tales of violence and sexual abuse that still persist to this day.
In truth, goblins have always found humans sexually arousing and even experience male pheromones and sexual fluids as narcotic in nature. These days you would be hard pressed to find a goblin that could bring herself to harm a man, when they are far more likely to offer themselves physically to whatever advances the man makes. There may have been a time in which violence was the preferred method of acquiring a mate but today's goblin is much more progressive. Flirting and sexually aggressive conversation has proven to be plenty adequate to gather the attention of young and virile humans.
While this has proven biologically successful for Goblins, it has also bred a culture of flippant attitudes and casual commitment to sexual partners. In terms of social interaction, this has spawned its own stereotypes and problems for the goblin community. Humans have largely relegated goblins to a place of 'sexual playthings' and much of the goblin community has readily accepted this role. For those that are willing participants, this is of course without issue. However for the goblins that strive for a long-term and fulfilling relationship, this can cause outstanding problems in trying to dissuade potential partners that are looking for the stereotypical 'quickie with a greenie' that has become commonplace in our multi-species society.
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Ayula groaned and rubbed at her head. Her ears twitched in annoyance and she pushed back from her desk. Open on her computer was the half-written article under the header 'A Treatise on the Modern Goblin' and it had been mocking her for days now. She wasn't quite up to her deadline yet but the paper as a whole had proven devious and aggravating to get written.
The reason she was writing this article, and why she felt qualified to do so, was because of her own situation in life. As she herself was a goblin, she'd spent her entire life in a world of sexual advances and a desire for casual fucking. Friends all around her ranted and raved about this dick or that dick. None of them ever seemed to care about the man that was attached to that dick. Ayula felt completely different; she wanted to get to know the rest of the human attached to the dick. That's not to say she didn't enjoy the dick too, because she sure fucking did. It just felt so dejecting to have amazing sex and then nothing afterward. Sometimes a little pillow talk, or maybe a night spent cuddling. But she never got to just chat over a couple sandwiches, or sit on the couch and watch a movie together. She'd seen innumerable romance movies but it was always two humans getting together. The few goblin romances out there were always two goblins. It's not like Ayula didn't like the idea of falling in love with another goblin to spend her life with... but she wanted to have both. She wanted a life-long romance AND some dick involved.
The market of inter-species romance seemed like a barren desert to Ayula. The topic bubbles up fairly regularly in the cultural zeitgeist but nobody ever champions it to try and change public opinion. It's like fighting against a tsunami because on one side you have young horny humans happy to take advantage of the nature of goblins and on the other side you have the slutty goblins equally happy to live in bliss with human cock being delivered to them on the regular. The casualty of this is the relatively small number of goblins like Ayula seeking romance and true love while still wanting to have great human dick on the regular. Just... they want it to always be the same dick.
Standing up from her chair, Ayula groaned and stretched her back. She reached above her head and then bent over to touch her toes. Her heavy breasts swung obnoxiously into her face and she gave a sigh. Standing upright, she pulled her hands behind her back and thrust her chest out. Her lazy shirt strained at the seams and she let her arms relax. She looked down and poked at her boob. She felt down around her belly and cringed at the little soft pooch she had there. Walking across the hall into her bathroom, she stepped on the scale. Another hard cringe. She looked at herself in the mirror.
She'd been avoiding the gym lately and really needed to get back to it. It was showing. She still thought herself a fairly attractive woman. Smooth, emerald skin. Long black hair, though it was pulled into a lazy tail behind her pointed ears. Plump lips and bright blue eyes. G cup breasts barely covered by an old, worn red tee. Wide hips and a nicely plump butt, currently in a pair of ugly grey sweats. She stood average for a goblin at a middling three foot five.
And when she raised her tight shirt, she had a little soft belly that mocked her every time she looked in a mirror. She huffed out an angry breath and yanked her shirt down. This damn article could wait. She was going to go down to the gym and stay there until she was dripping sweat and exhausted.
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With a little more respectable clothes on, specifically a fluttery loose sundress down to her knees and a pair of jogging shoes on, she got out of her car and hefted a gym bag in one hand.
Ayula stared up at the glass front of the gym. Treadmills. Ellipticals. Weight benches. Dozens of people looking sweaty, miserable, and continuing to suffer. Yep, this was the place for her to flagellate herself for eating one too many cheeseburgers this month.
Walking up, she pulled the door open and stepped inside. Almost immediately, her pussy clenched up and she felt a shiver of ecstasy crawl up her spine. The scent of masculine sweat filled the air and her body screamed for her to throw herself at the nearest dick. She let out a heavy breath and took a step forward.
"Hey! Welcome... Welcome in." An attractive young woman, a human, said from the counter. She stuttered over her greeting and looked down at Ayula and said, "Um... Are you a member?"
Ayula blushed and poked at her belly, "I know... I know. I haven't been in this month at all."
"N-No! No, nothing like that! I'm sorry!" The woman panicked, "You're actually very pretty! I just mean that... We don't normally... Well not that... It's just... Not many goblins..."
Ayula waved a hand, "Yes, I know that too. The gym doesn't have much equipment that is suitable for my height. But this is the closest gym to my apartment by a half hour. I mostly just come for the treadmill anyway." She pulled her membership card from the side of her gym bag and held it up to the counter.
The woman blushed and took it. Without another word, she scanned it and handed it back. She waved to the gym at large, "Please have a good workout."
