Dragons have a slow growth rate in their youth, taking about five years to grow a year’s worth. Unlike elves, who mature almost exactly like humans, it takes them a considerable amount of time to reach adulthood. If I had a dragon as a child, there’s a good chance I wouldn’t live long enough to see them become an adult.
Looking at old man Harry still kicking around, I figure I could probably manage until about 100 if I stayed in Polka, but beyond that… who knows? Though, if you ask me if it’s enough just to reach adulthood or if I should aim for more, the possibilities are endless.
That said, even if I could become something immortal like a Holy Beast, I’m not so sure about that either.
Well, I’d like to live as long as reasonably possible. Thanks to the Spirit Spring, my body feels surprisingly youthful—definitely not like someone in their 40s (unlike some of my old Crossbow Corps buddies who’ve aged considerably since leaving Polka). As long as I steer clear of danger, I’d like to think I can hit triple digits.
Anyway.
Sorris, the silver dragon girl, looks to be around 10 years old at most. We’ve known each other for over a decade now, so she’s probably grown a couple of years since we met. Though she doesn’t seem much different because we see each other so often.
Dragons naturally grow slowly physically, but their mental maturity is on par with, or even faster than, other races. Mentally, they’re already quite composed. That’s why Sorris acts more mature than she looks, which is a bit strange in itself.
But that’s beside the point.
Lately—or rather, ever since I messed around with Freena—Sorris has been putting on serious pressure.
“Master… I hear you’ve been… creating offspring with Freena-sama.”
“W-wait, it’s not like that! We’re being careful to avoid pregnancy.”
“I think you may be mistaken, but more importantly…”
“Are you just brushing that off?”
This is a very important issue.
No, the whole point is don’t have sex with your own daughter, and even if you’re careful about contraception, what’s that supposed to excuse? Well… sorry.
“If that’s the case, shouldn’t I be allowed to be used for… creating offspring soon?”
“…………”
The way you put it.
“No, it’s not like I’ve been opposed to it from the start. If you can create offspring with Freena-sama, then I think my body is well within the range of being useful.”
“I feel like there’s some misunderstanding here. I’m not living by the principle of wanting to increase the population at all costs, you know?”
“？ Does that mean you only want to indulge in pleasure without creating children?”
“Hey, can’t you phrase it differently?”
“From what I’ve observed, almost no one in Veyper avoids creating offspring… If Master prefers enjoying women without creating children, does that mean they’re misunderstanding something?”
“Well, there are people I wouldn’t mind having kids with. It’s not like I think creating offspring is inherently bad.”
“…Why am I the one who’s ‘no’ then? Dragons can still get pregnant at this age, you know?”
“I’m not saying ‘no’… it’s just that I’d prefer you didn’t phrase it as ‘using me for creating offspring.’ It gives the impression that I’m saying, ‘Anyone, just increase my descendants by one more!’”
“？”
Why are you looking so suspicious, Sorris?
Looking up at me, tilting her head, pursing her lips.
“Um…”
“……”
“About that…”
”…?"
"…If I say my sex organs can be used for sex and I can obviously have children, does that make it less weird?"
"So close. Or rather, why do you assume we’re just tools from the get-go?"
"Dragons are their rider’s tools, aren’t they?”
Ah.
I see… Come to think of it, Crystal Palace has a bigger difference in values than Myia and the others, or even Lila.
”Whether as a fighting force or as a female, a dragon’s joy lies in being useful. Of course, that includes bearing children."
"…Right, I guess…”
Lately, I haven’t been having much trouble with those gaps with my dragon kids, so I thought I understood them pretty well, but I realize now they’ve been adjusting to me.
Crystal Palace always shows up when I call for backup, so we see each other often, but Solis still seems a bit clueless about that stuff.
”Or… could it be that there’s something about my face or body shape you don’t particularly like, so the idea of using me hasn’t crossed your mind? Oh, or maybe my hairstyle?”
Solis currently has two pigtails, but she’s trying to undo them and put her hair up in a ponytail, which is relatively common for female slaves.
It’s not something I particularly enjoy, though I don’t dislike it.
”No, it’s not that. It’s fine.”
For now, let’s just leave it at that with Solis.
Even in Vapor Palace, I don’t know who to consult about this.
No matter who I talk to, they’d all just say, “Don’t be so hesitant and just use her whenever you want, right?”
Well, yeah, I’ve even touched my own daughter, so there’s nothing left to fear, but still…
I want at least some kind of excuse.
So, with a grim expression, I walk around my usual home where naked girls are happily playing without any self-consciousness, and then, out of desperation, I consult Corti.
”‘Don’t be so hesitant and just use her whenever you want, right?’"
"You said exactly what I expected!"
"Everyone would say that… Just look around your own erotic paradise you built. What’s wrong with being a little young?"
"I know, but still… Why isn’t anyone trying to stop me? It looks completely backwards to me. Shouldn’t I be told to have some common sense?"
"Why would someone living in this all-out, everyone-is-naked erotic paradise want to be lectured about common sense? And you’re not the one who needs it, are you? If anything, we’d be happy to put a black collar on you like us, especially since you’re a silver dragon from Crystal Palace."
"Just so you know, black collars aren’t really for that kind of thing. It’s a setting we have because of our special circumstances, okay?"
"I haven’t forgotten. Even with that, they envy you guys. If they were told they couldn’t serve as dragons, they’d still be jealous just because of your collar."
"…Hey, Crystal girls, aren’t you getting a little too forward about this?"
"And are you even fully aware that you’re human? You only have like another hundred years, right? I want to serve you for as long as possible, so let’s do it sooner rather than later. The whole ‘too young’ thing is just your problem."
"If I live another hundred years, I’ll probably set a world record for humans… I think I’m at 60 or 70 years now…"
"If you realize you’re running out of time, then stop dawdling. And it’s not just Sister, but Corti and Sharlio too. Just impregnate us already. Just looking at our naked bodies without actually getting us pregnant is a blasphemy against females."
"So even with 70 years left, you still think you’re running out of time… Well, considering you live for a thousand years, I guess that’s how it is."
"By the way, only Lila in the black collar group gave birth to my child a while back. And recently, she’s been enjoying riding me while breastfeeding. Corti and Sharlio want to do that too… I think it’d be bad for their education, so I don’t think they should."
"Thanks to the ten years you spent working on it, your boobs are finally as big as Sister’s. If you just get pregnant, you’ll be perfect, right?”
“What’s so perfect about it…?"
"Rape play♪"
"You actually loyal to Liner, right? You’re living here assuming that’s the case?"
"As a dragon, yeah. As a female, I kinda resent how she never even glanced my way♪”
I think that kind of roundabout revenge is a bit much. I’ll just knock her up instead.
After agonizing over it for a while and subtly consulting my surrounding slave girls (consulting outsiders was something even I couldn’t bring myself to do), I eventually gave up because no good excuses came to mind.
Then, I went to Crystal Palace and declared to Solis:
“Since no one objected, I shall defile you."
"Yes♪”
The naked dragon women gathered around me clapped. It was a full-blown celebratory mood.
Well, it’s not like I asked them to, but lately, whenever I visit, everyone strips before even saying hello—it’s become the custom.
The men, of course, don’t strip, so the atmosphere is… unusual. But Garam-Oldie, our de facto leader, says it’s fine, so no one dares to object. Apparently, it’s their way of countering Vapor Palace and Misty Palace.
It’s a shame, because their fashion culture is amazing.
But sorry, I always want to see those beautiful breasts. I’m grateful.
“Now then, let us feast."
"I shall prepare the bed, so please wait a moment.”
Even though it’s a declaration of defiling a young girl, Garam-Oldie and the women are about to start a banquet around her.
”…You’re all planning to watch?"
"O-Of course not, Master♪"
"Well, I did it with Emma alone in my room at first…"
"P-Please forget that.”
Emma, who came with me as an escort to Crystal Palace today, blushes and looks awkward.
…So, she’s embarrassed because she cried before we even got to the main event, making her first time a failure?
Also, Solis is already calling me “Master,” but we haven’t even signed a contract yet.
…Well, I’ll probably do it soon. But I’m not really into just banging someone and then signing a contract afterward.
Ah, I feel like I’ve been swept away too much since the Elenia incident.
“Um…”
While I was wondering what to do in this situation, the naked women dragged out a fairly large bed from the village storage and set it up right there.
”Huff. Here you go."
"Thank you."
"You’re welcome… mnh♪”
I groped their breasts and kissed the women who carried it over, then later realized that was just Vapor Palace’s custom.
The Onyx Maids who work tirelessly there and the Dragon Girls who hang around all the time want to receive my gratitude in this form.
It’s not good to apply the etiquette of a morality-busting harem where impregnating sex is a standard greeting to women from other places, right?
But no one seems to mind.
“Should we give the missus a little something to cheer her up before Solis?”
Old Garam’s trying too hard to be considerate.
No, no, this is just normal consoling physical affection.
…Saying it out loud makes it even worse.
”N-no, that won’t do! Since you’ve graciously decided to bless me, we must follow proper order!”
Solis-chan hurriedly pushes them back.
Yeah. It’s the same with the other dragon girls, but when it comes to family, even the more mature ones act their age.
It’s endearing.
…Well, I’m about to gang-bang her in front of her family and relatives and fill her up.
”You’re a greedy little thing.”
I whisper, grabbing Solis-chan’s ass tightly. Of course, like the other women, Solis-chan isn’t wearing any clothes when she welcomes me.
Emma’s the only one still clothed in this palace right now.
”…Y-yes…"
"Lie on the bed and spread your legs."
"…P-please…”
The movements of my fingers massaging her bare ass send waves of lust through her, and before I know it, the dragon beauty is wearing an expression of bliss and obediently following my lead.
Back when I messed up my first time with Emma, I didn’t even have these finger skills, let alone any other techniques. Sorry about that.
”…Good girl."
"…F-finally… finally now… It’s been since the very beginning, ever since you formed a bond with this palace, that I’ve been determined to be taken by you…♪"
"I’m sorry for keeping you waiting."
"Use me… use me as much as you want, every day, as many times as you like…♪ Even if I get pregnant, even on the day I give birth…♪"
"No need to rush, no need to rush."
"I-I’m sure you can’t enjoy the same thing with anyone else… Using a young dragon’s swollen belly for milking, that must be fun…♪"
"Alright, alright.”
That’s some intense pleading.
Yeah, I guess it’s true that you couldn’t safely enjoy something like that with other races on purpose.
But I’m not that depraved, and even though I’m busy breeding the other dragons, only a few of them get pregnant, so don’t get all worked up over nothing.
Kids are a blessing. Sex is something to enjoy without rushing. Don’t get fixated on some weird goal like wanting to get knocked up young.
As preparations for the feast continue, the girl is surrendering her body to a man’s hands in a place where everyone in the village can see her, opening herself completely to his touch.
Among those watching are her parents, siblings, and perhaps childhood friends.
But that’s no longer something that would shame her or make her run away.
In the dozen years I’ve been coming here, being welcomed time and again, and in the same years Solis-chan has continued to desire my service, it’s no longer a shameful secret but a source of pride for everyone in the palace.
…Okay, maybe I’m messing things up in too many places. I reflect on that for a moment before resuming my caresses, making the innocent girl scream her lungs out outdoors.
After a good session of lovemaking, Solis-chan’s flawless, unblemished naked body is flushed and sweaty.
Dragon girls are incredibly resistant to pain, so even if I just plunged in right away, she’d probably be able to endure it.
I don’t really have a taste for that kind of painful intensity.
“Well then, Solis… I’ll use you as you wish.”
“…Yes… I’ve been waiting… ♪”
Like in a dream.
The girl awaits the man who will use her as a tool for his carnal desires.
It’s something the human race could never understand, but for them, it’s only natural.
For the next few decades—maybe even a century if she works hard enough. No, probably not.
I swear with my cock to continue fulfilling that humble yet insatiable longing.
Like forcing the full weight of male lust into a small, unaccustomed vagina that has been yearning for penetration.
“…Hnn, ugh… ♪”
“Hang in there… You’re so cute, Solis.”
“Solis… ♪”
“Hm?”
“Please, call me by my first name… ♪ From today onward… I am a tool to serve this cock, to give you pleasure alone… ♪”
“…………”
This is definitely a fetish. That thing where she gets turned on by being treated like an object.
I could lecture her right now while still thrusting inside her, but that’d be too much of a buzzkill and wouldn’t have any impact. I pondered for a while…
…Then I just ignored it.
“Fine. Solis.”
“♪”
“Serve my cock from today onward.”
“…Yes… I swear it! ♪”
Solis clutches my cock tightly within her freshly opened vagina, pledging her loyalty.
A girl as young as—or even younger than—my daughter.
She declares before the entire clan that she will love my cock for the rest of her life.
And honestly? I’m getting off on that fact just as much as she is.
That’s where my self-control snapped.
I began thrusting with a wild, unrestrained energy.
Hugging the girl—who’s more than two sizes smaller than me—from above, I slam into her slender, fragile hips with an intensity that feels like a different person entirely.
The bed creaks. Groaning under the weight.
Our genitals slap together with vulgar wetness, and the girl—virgin to this experience—lets out moans that are neither pain nor confusion nor pleasure, just pure, unfiltered sensation as she’s tossed about at will. The small village’s residents glance sideways at her while they set up their banquet.
The women envy her, being violated and impregnated, and their own vaginas moisten with lust, hoping for the same.
What are the men thinking as they watch my blatant infidelity? I don’t have the courage to ask.
…Casting a glance around while holding Solis, I notice Ray, Emma’s brother, watching me with satisfaction. He catches my gaze and nods back.
He must sense my inner uncertainty—Is this really okay?—and seems to be saying, “You’re fine with it.”
A Rider’s honor is a Dragon’s pride. Exceptional power, a beautiful body—everything that serves a Rider brings joy to a Dragon.
Their values seem complex yet are simple at their core.
I thought I understood, but seeing it again…
…Values too simple can be surprisingly difficult.
“Soris… I’m going to impregnate you…!”
“Ah, ungh, ugh… Ah, ha-ha-ha… Give it to me… Give it to me all, mm!”
Using Soris’s womb as he pleased—her body no longer resisting—he ravaged her, emptied himself within her.
Drubulllllrrr, Dhuurrrrr, Dukk, Dukk, Dukk… Tok, Tok, Tok…
He spewed his impossibly abundant seed into her virginal depths, the vulgar squelching sounds overflowing as he sealed her first experience.
They clung to each other tightly, exchanging breaths… soon their lips met in soft, lingering kisses, their eyes locked.
“Now then, enjoy the feast, Great Rider!”
“Wait, just a little longer for the afterglow?”
“No, no, it’s not just Soris—every woman here yearns to bear your children! The finest collection of female bodies this Dragon Village has to offer is yet to come!”
“Galam, calm down. Stop trying to one-up Vape and Misty, okay?”
“I am not alone in my ambition. Even that desert city you speak of seems determined to capture the Great Rider’s heart. But if we at the Palace are serious, we shall not be outdone.”
“Are you trying to become the world’s top erotic hub!?”
Someone stop this old man.
A month later, with the approval of the other female thralls, Soris was officially fitted with her collar.
She looked so happy that I decided to forget about Crystal Palace and its complete derailment for a while.