A new life among goblins

I'm living with the goblins or whatever you want to call them for a while now.
I guess it has been a few years already.
It seems likely that I've really been reborn or something.
And I still have all my memories. They didn't fade away when I grew older.
I wonder if I'm the only one among them. Maybe I'll find out soon.

I've grown pretty fast. I don't know how long exactly I have been here, I almost never leave the huge cave system I'm living in and most of the lighting is caused by torches.
But I'm pretty sure I'm not as old as my body looks already.
These goblins must age quickly.
I hope, this doesn't mean, I'll also have a short life.
But hey, it would be better than nothing, right?

These goblins are really weird, but I'm getting used to their customs. Especially walking around naked all the time was a little weird at first.
It's not forbidden to wear some clothes. At least some people were wearing clothes, and nobody complained.

Maybe everybody else is also just a pervert like me and has been reborn in this world of goblins. Maybe it really is our paradise. Or our hell, whatever you want to call it.
But so far nobody mentioned anything about their past life or something.
So maybe that's not the case.

On the other hand, almost nobody can talk here.
I know they technically can, but so far I've only heard a few of them.
I don't know, which language they speak. The few words I heard didn't sound like German or English.
I also remember a little Latin from school, but that's also not it.
I probably would have been surprised if they actually spoke a language from my old world, especially if it's one I know myself.
But maybe it's not too unlikely that more people have been reborn in this world, so maybe there are people who speak a language I know somewhere.

But even if I knew the language, there's still another problem.
When I try to say anything, what comes out is far from talking. I still don't know how to make this body produce a proper voice.
All I can get out are a few growls.
But usually talking doesn't seem necessary.
A few voices are just enough to communicate everything here.

I guess being able to talk isn't seen as a requirement to be a full member of their society anyway. It's probably as special as being able to read must have been in medieval societies.
So only rich or wealthy people can talk or something.
I'd still like to learn it, but that can wait.

So far I'm getting around well without talking.
And it's already better than I could have dreamed of.
I'm already in a better social position than I've ever been in my old life.

So when I was reborn, I was lying around on some stone in a cave, surrounded by other goblins.
They were happy to see a new member of their tribe.

And soon my mom came.
She was a rather slim goblin, at least compared to anybody else, and I was allowed to drink from her breast from the beginning.
Despite looking almost reptilian, these goblins are actually mammals, just like humans.
I never was too much into breasts, so it didn't turn me on by any means.

I didn't know who my dad is. I still don't know.
I already suspect somebody. I saw him with my presumed siblings.
But I don't want to think about it. What I saw was pretty disgusting.

I soon found out this isn't a monogamous society.
My mom was often hanging out with other men, and sometimes they just fucked her. I wasn't sure if it was consensual or not.
But I guess they don't even have this concept here.
It seems it's just common to be fucked by men as a woman.
They sometimes even fucked her while I was drinking her milk.

I was wondering if I'm already allowed to have sex with the girls here.
Sadly I wasn't able to talk and ask around yet.

As soon as I was able to walk properly, which probably was only a few weeks after I was born, I quickly found myself a few friends, all boys.
It seemed like children at my age usually spent time with children of the same sex.
So I didn't dare to get closer to girls for now.

It was a common sight to see single boys or girls, usually at least a little older than me, to join a group of the opposite sex.
Maybe these single children were also reborn perverts like me.
I never watched them for longer, but I'm sure this usually ends in a gangbang.
Or maybe I would have been excluded from this society.
No matter what, I'm glad that I didn't try it. Everything ended up well after all.

However, I also saw single boys and single girls, also not much older than me, who were meeting and got close to each other.
Some of them even had sex. I saw it. And nobody cared.
That's how I found out that sex is already accepted at a rather young age there.

So after I found myself a few friends, we were walking around in the caves all the time.
My mom didn't mind it. She was usually busy with her own men anyway.

The cave systems here are huge. It seems like every family has their own room in the cave. But I'm not even sure who belongs to my family. Probably the boy and the girl who sometimes get close to my mom, too.
But I'm not too close to them. They must be a little older than me already.

So I was walking through the huge cave systems together with my new friends all day.
Sometimes we even left the caves and always ended up in very natural areas.
Dense forests, wide meadows, high canyons, and more.
But usually somebody signed us to come back in. Leaving the caves is probably dangerous for goblins.

So instead we had a lot of fun inside.
Usually we were fighting with each other.
The fights were very intense. We didn't have any clear rules, so everything was allowed, but it was mostly like wrestling.

When I first watched them fighting, I feared, somebody might end up dead.
After pushing each other around for a while, one guy managed to grab the neck of the other guy, lifted him up and threw him to the ground with all his force.
I heard a loud sound, as if all his bones were shattered.
But no, he just got up as if nothing happened.
Maybe not nothing, he seemed to have a little pain.
But generally he was fine.

For a few fights, I only watched.
Often one of them got hard after fighting, probably from all the touching. Sometimes it might even be some kind of humiliation fetish.

I was still scared when one of my friends wanted to fight me for the first time. I didn't want to risk to lose my second life already.
I didn't even know what would happen if I died again.
Would it be over completely?
Or would my memories be erased properly this time?

But I told myself I'd be fine. I even told myself I could win.
I thought, I could still use my experience from my former life.
Back then I definitely wasn't a fighter, but I was visiting some judo classes for a few years, so I knew the basics.
The other goblins seemed to act more on their instincts.
They just knew how to fight intuitively.
So it still wouldn't be easy.

But I also didn't want to end up as a loser, who didn't really belong there, like in my previous life.
I mean, I still had a few friends, but I definitely wasn't popular.
Maybe this would change if I just played along for now.
And so I accepted the fight, trying not to show any fear.

And I could actually use one of the judo tricks.
I just stepped to the side when he attacked and made him fall over my leg.
I'm not even sure if this is part of judo, but it was definitely a smart move, which nobody else thought of.

When he tried to get up, he seemed angry, so I sat down on top of him, pushing him down.
This was my chance to get a new experience.
My penis touched his, and I rubbed it against it.
He still tried to fight back, but when I felt his penis getting hard, he only fought back halfheartedly and seemed to enjoy it.

I wasn't sure if he really liked it. Or if this was even acceptable.
Maybe I was just raping a minor right now.
But I didn't really care at that moment. I enjoyed it.
And it didn't have any bad consequences.
After that, he even wanted to fight with me almost everyday.

So I spent most of my time wandering around in the cave with my friends, and sometimes we were fighting.
They were a little confused by my fighting style, but it made me win most fights, and so they seemed to respect me very much.

I'm still not sure, if there is something like a group leader, but if there is one, that's probably me now.

I still don't feel like I belong to this world.
I just used my knowledge to end up in situations I liked.
And I still couldn't really see a huge difference between my friends.

One was a little taller, one was wider, but in the end, all of them were just goblins.
It wasn't much different than seeing cows when hiking in the mountains. When I looked at them for long enough, I saw some differences, but in the end, they were just animals.
Other goblins are more like animals to me.

But even if I can't view them as proper people, I'm still accepted as their leader now, and that feels great.