The women’s days blur into a haze of servitude and shame, their bodies heavy with the weight of constant pregnancy. Even in the final weeks, the goblins show no mercy, dragging them to the feasting hall for cruel sport. Whispers of rebellion flicker among them.. But unfortunately for them, hope is a fleeting spark in this stinky goblin hole.
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