As spring approaches, Dun-san and his friends arrive from the desert dwarf colony.
The desert has its own share of blacksmithing commissions taken on from neighboring colonies, which is why Dun-san never really settles in Polka. Still, he seems to be particularly concerned about Jeanne and Peter, so this back-and-forth routine, happening twice a year, continues.
And his friends? It’s just a comfort trip for them.
“Hey, son-in-law! Long time no see!”
“Well… I thought you were Dave?”
“Dave is my younger brother! I’m the older brother, Guy!”
“Oh right, him. Come in. Which side of the inn do you usually prefer?”
“Last year it was the ‘cellar.’ This time, let’s try using the one out front.”
The elderly dwarves are all indistinguishable at a glance: wrinkled faces ruddy from sunburn, with white stringy beards. Only someone who knows them well, like Dun-san, can tell them apart; new customers have no idea who is who.
“Cellar” and “out front” refer to the dwarf-exclusive lodgings. Taking Jeanne’s and Dun-san’s feedback into account, the colony has prepared two types: basement-style rooms close to the settlement and standard ground-floor facilities.
While some dwarves have grown accustomed to other races’ cultures, others have never truly left their colony and need a room that feels familiar before they can sleep soundly.
Rooms modeled after basements (though you literally only crawl in about a meter deep) were created for them. They’ve been hugely popular ever since; dwarves just love staying there. Sometimes, Peter enjoys staying down there too during the off-season.
Still, it’s boring to stick rigidly to dwarfish customs when they’ve come on a vacation. It’s not dangerous, and trying out different experiences might be more fun… so lately, an increasing number of dwarves are deliberately choosing ground-floor rooms.
By the way, “son-in-law” doesn’t mean he’s made advances toward Jeanne’s daughters or granddaughters; it specifically means “husband to Jeanne.” He hasn’t taken on any more dwarf wives since then. Yes.
“No worries… six this time?”
Confirming with Dun-san, he lets out a single snort of breath.
“Yeah, I was actually planning to bring Doris along, but at the last minute she started saying she hates flying.”
“Oh…”
Though most people don’t know who Doris is, there are indeed dwarves who feel some resistance to being whisked away by dragon wings.
Even if a seriously ill patient needs medical attention, we might force them onto Polka against their will, but for just a comfort trip, we wouldn’t go that far.
“Probably would have reluctantly ridden along if it had been the Black Dragon Lady.”
“Oh, couldn’t use Eiri?”
”…A dragon lord doesn’t really care about being picky like that.”
“No way… but this time I thought something was wrong…”
When the dragon-bodied Eiri finishes putting away the carriage in the garage, she reverts to her human form.
…As usual, completely naked, with her belly protruding prominently.
Of course, it’s my child. Still, winning a random draw shouldn’t mean just flying straight there for airport shuttle service.
“I told you not to worry about it. It might even cause a fight, but flying a little bit is just good exercise.”
“No way! You wouldn’t normally use a woman whose belly has gotten that big… and put on some clothes!”
”…There aren’t many clothes that fit this body.”
“Lies! How many pregnant women do you think are in the palace?”
Dun-san sighs at my very common-sense jab.
“There’s no need to count how many; they got so knocked up it’s ridiculous.”
”…Oh, right, well, that’s partly due to their spouse’s wishes too?”
Especially cat-beastfolk get pregnant frequently, which is quite troublesome. If you don’t save a bit, the number of children quickly reaches double digits, requiring everyone in the neighborhood to help out. Knocking someone up multiple times at once definitely isn’t feasible; even with financial and material support, there just aren’t enough hands.
…Let’s leave that aside for now.
“So basically, you were worried because Doris was pregnant too? That’s why you told me to leave it up to Lyra?”
“Dragon births require no assistance from anyone else and end quickly. You should understand the durability and regenerative abilities of our bodies.”
”…Things specific to dragons like that are hard for other races to understand… Hey, aren’t your waters breaking?”
“Oh dear… is giving birth in this field really a problem?”
“There’s no doubt about it! Hey, someone get a dragon here! Airi’s gonna give birth! She’s going to have a baby!” Within moments, roughly a dozen dragon maidens gathered at the landing area and carried Airi to her proper chamber. Her delivery concluded immediately, just as she had demanded. …Well, getting a child from a dragon isn’t entirely new, but I really wish people would stop doing this sort of thing.
Not only among the cat-people, but there’s been a recent trend where it feels like you’re missing out unless you have multiple offspring in quick succession—hence the frequent rush to impregnate the experienced slave mothers early on. With firstborns becoming less of a burden by the time they grow up, the instinct kicks in to make another one. For short-lived species, delaying too long risks dangerous late pregnancies, but since female slaves are mostly elven and live much longer, such worries don’t apply; it’s quite common for siblings to be born with intervals of around ten years. Thinking about it now, the age gap between Aurora and Lucas is pretty much exactly like that, yeah.
“Yes, Neia-chan can start in three months too!~☆ What a beauty—you’re pregnant within almost no margin for error once we start aiming!” This was the monthly routine collective examination of female slaves at the shallow hot spring bath in the palace. Having received her naked diagnosis from Hilda, Neia smiled shyly.
“It was just good luck… Besides, Frena is finally becoming an adult too.”
“Normal meaning? Or something dirty?”
“I mean it doesn’t matter either way to me, really.”
That’s not good at all. Speaking of which, what about my daughter’s security factor when she participates in her father’s fight over his penis?
My internal jab was silenced by Ange and Aurora taking turns riding me one after the other.
“It’d be nice. I really want one soon… but surely Andy’s semen hasn’t lost its ability to impregnate, right?”
“Right now, we’re currently in the process of making you pregnant with Neia-san, so there shouldn’t be any deficiency in your sperm…♪”
“Might be a frequency issue though. We haven’t used contraception for about three years now, and despite having him creampie me at the same intensity as before…”
“If that’s the case then… I’ve been at this place… since forever… always engaged in breeding and copulation… ah… nyaah♪”
“Oh, it’s coming out… Next time it’s my turn, okay?”
Shoving aside Aurora, who was taking the massive reverse ejaculation with her slender waist, Ange mounted me again, clasped her hands together and whispered “Let’s make some babies,” leaned forward to kiss me, then drew back slightly before screwing herself onto my throbbing member.
“It feels like whenever I’m worshipped, I’m getting blessed by a child-making spirit or something.”
“Pffft. Why not, Child-Making Spirit Andy?”
”…Blessed with the ability to impregnate oneself? That’s kinda weird.”
“Neia isn’t getting all the blessings; give me a kid too…♪”
The oldest female slave, who used to tie her long hair into twin tails, still looks like she’s only in her teens. She should be aging faster than Aurora, yet she still seems younger than me. At this rate, even when I become an old man, I won’t look older than Aurora.
“We really need to make sure Elenia gets pregnant sooner, or else it’ll reflect poorly on the honor of our female slaves…♪”
“Please stop talking about that sort of thing…”
”…Even though you say that with such a hard face.”
A collared beautiful girl grinning lewdly, just like at my first sex fifteen years ago.
I sigh, filled with self-loathing.
For several months of dodging attempts from Elenia, who tries every excuse to mix in and offer her virginity, and engaging in mysterious cat-and-mouse games… While I’m still relieved that Frena doesn’t push it when Elenia isn’t around, Elenia has resorted to illusion magic just to accidentally insert herself, making the presence of a judging dragon essential for any sexual encounters. After finally enduring this no more, we held a serious discussion.
“Elenia, I truly don’t want you doing this, but Dad will make an exception… I consent to putting my penis in your vagina. But first, please cast proper contraceptive magic.”
“Ee…?”
“It’s not ‘ee.’ If you get pregnant at your age, giving birth will be devastatingly difficult.”
“But if there’s a spirit spring nearby?”
“I don’t want her. No, that’s not even the point. The very idea of my father bearing children with her is impossible.”
“So then, Andy, does it mean I can get bred by anyone other than you and carry a child?”
“That would kill you.”
Muttering these words, Naris received a sharp tap on the back of her head from an exasperated Sylvia.
By the way, Naris was present because she was one of the very few who opposed incest.
…Female slaves were strangely supportive of it. Given that dragons and cat-people have no choice, even the elves from the Northern Forest started insisting that “purple magic allows for near-zero risk,” making it extremely difficult to secure allies on the opposing side.
What is this purple thing? Why does its name always come up at times like this?
A harsh cough cleared the air.
“I’m just a creature who wouldn’t want to see my own daughter being ravaged by another man. That question is cheap.”
“Then there’s no choice but for Andy to impregnate her!”
“That puts you firmly out of line as a human being. You’re out. Look, stop mixing two separate issues. Even if the partner isn’t your father, generally speaking, Elenia shouldn’t be getting pregnant at that age. And before anything happens, sex itself with your father is normally forbidden.”
“No way. No childish sex like that! Andy’s gotta have real sex with me!”
“Contraception is what separates grown-ups from kids, damn it!?”
There’s no doubt he was touched by his beloved daughter’s passion; he couldn’t help but be pleased. Finding a daughter who loves her father so much would take searching the whole world.
But really, that kind of thing isn’t allowed. If he permits it, a bloodline chart resembling a tangled knot of curse marks will form.
Even Mr. Ashton, the Minister, refrains from touching his own children despite everything. Though rumor has it he does glance at their chests and buttocks with a somewhat lecherous eye.
Just because she’s ridden by a dragon doesn’t mean restrictions are lifted for things like that.
“In any case, that’s the first point. Also, forbidding me from drawing any of my sisters into bed with me.”
“Why?”
“Well, there’s nothing to it. I’m just saying sex with parents is off-limits; isn’t that obvious?”
“So if you don’t want your daughter getting pregnant by some random man, nobody can have sex at all, right? Even though Andy said as much, there’s no guy out there who could rape my sisters when this many dragons are guarding us!”
“Why does ‘rape’ have to be the premise! I’m stopping rape because she’s my daughter!”
Elenia’s thought process leaps all over the place and it truly drives one mad. She puts on such a cool face, unlike her mother… She might just be in a typical teenage rebellion phase.
…What kind of rebellion phase wants to have sex with your father while rebelling?
“In any case, if I tell them off from my sisters’ side, Andy can just shut it down decisively, right? You’re taking this too far on me. It’s one thing with Frena, but for the others, I’ve only bragged about sleeping with Andy.”
“Can’t you help but brag… after licking your father’s semen and having his penis rubbed against your pussy…”
That would normally be a trauma of some sort. Though she was way too eager in the positive sense.
Naris, sitting beside them, sighed deeply and made a face that looked like she’d given up.
“Don’t you think it might be better to drop the ‘daughter’ category when it comes to Elenia-chan?”
“What is there about this proposal?”
“Well… what if we set it up so that they weren’t actually related by blood, and add her as one of the female slaves? I feel like that would resolve things nicely. There surely aren’t any other children so passionately fond of their real father, right? If it’s just Elenia-chan, the Northern Forest’s handling should take care of it somehow.”
“What are you planning to do with this setting you created?”
“If we announce it to everyone like that, they won’t be able to rampage within the daughter community anymore. Isn’t that fine now?”
Isn’t treating your own child that way too careless?
By the way, Naris’s daughter is named Floria and is currently seven years old. Despite being Naris’s child, she’s a quiet girl with feminine tastes, seemingly obsessed with embroidery at the moment.
Naris wanted her to leave Vapeer Palace as soon as possible, so there’s no fear of her getting influenced by incestuous tendencies like Elenia’s for now.
“Brilliant, Naris Mommy. A brilliant proposal.”
“Hehehe. Though, really, I guess you can see this person has zero chances of winning!”
Naris blushed at being praised by Elenia.
You truly aren’t helpful, are you? I called you specifically because I didn’t want to reach such a conclusion.
“Rejection.”
“Eh?”
“Eh?”
“Look! Since I’ve already made a concession by letting things go as far as penetration, Elenia, you need to learn what compromise means! Or rather, sex isn’t even that much of a dealbreaker! It’s usually just ‘hey, it’s not half bad once you try it!’ That’s all! So tonight is happening, and Hilda has already cast her contraception magic on properly! Even if you pull a fast one, I’ve got Malone right here who’d catch us in the act, so don’t think you can get away with anything!”
Malone had initially wandered around confused about what role she should play in the brothel’s operations but eventually blossomed into an incredibly versatile female slave who rivals even Selen. From maid duties and basic self-defense to Hilda’s own medical expertise, elven foraging knowledge, map-making and architecture techniques learned from Diane, haircuts and dressing services… she can do it all. She’s even been designated as the successor to Old Lady Belladonna as a midwife. While none of her skills quite match up to their respective mentors’, she has undeniably become an expert in every field within Trotte.
She claims there’s still much left to learn, yet while raising seven children, she continues studying with such determination that she stands as a powerful testament to the truth that anyone can master anything if they set their mind to it.
Most of all, she never lies to me. There’s no way I’d overlook someone like her.
And so, despite pouting, Elenia finally gave her consent.
That night.
When I asked where we should do it, since the Spirit Spring was said to reduce pain, she suggested our usual hot spring, and we decided to sneak off in the middle of the night. However, by morning, the entire harem had gathered: fully nude female slaves, fully nude courtesans, fully nude maids, fully nude dragons, and fully nude catgirls.
The number was right up there at one hundred people.
”…” “Maybe we gathered a bit too many?”
“No way! I finally heard that Elen-chan is graduating as a virgin!”
Why did you tell Cosmos about this, Elenia?
As the de facto leader of Vaper Palace (even holding sway over the dragons), she’s ultimately in charge. When it comes to erotic events where she excels above all else, there’s no way she wouldn’t willingly teach everyone without a shred of guilt.
…But with an audience this size, I can feel the pressure mounting.
“With so many people watching, is this your first time doing sex, Elenia?”
”…” “N-n-no, nothing like this has happened before.”
“There hasn’t been any sex event where we gathered this many people lately…”
This level of crowding has almost never happened.
Even though the girls in the palace take turns having sex with me, gatherings usually involve just a few to ten people. If more than that show up without an absolutely necessary reason, I usually break them up right away. It’s pretty unfair to expect everyone to stand naked waiting for two or three hours at a time.
“Elen-chan, do your best! Mommy will cheer you on!”
”…Why the heck am I supposed to feel encouraged by you, Andy?”
“Selen showed she understood your daddy issues better than anyone else… so complaining about her enthusiasm now would be pointless.”
They’ve already gotten that far, including mom-and-dad simultaneous oral sex and similar activities, so there’s no reason to nitpick about Selen’s supportive attitude anymore.
Still, I mean, if a mother actually offered to play along, most people would instinctively refuse. But Elenia has ultimately adapted to it.
This really is a mother who raises her daughter properly.
And just as a side note, Selen herself confirmed her pregnancy with Neia’s method some time ago. Although there aren’t any visible signs of swelling yet…
“Let’s have Andy’s children with Mommy too~♪”
”…Mm.”
“No wait. Did you get the contraception magic cast properly? Malone, check on it.”
“You should’ve already brought that up to Mom first.”
“Dad only has one mouth, so let me take turns complaining in order. Seriously, Selen, I don’t understand why you do these kinds of things.”
“Eh? So you’re thinking about making Elen-chan live a life without children?”
“I’m not actually planning that stuff! Sure, once I start touching someone, I generally don’t let them go off with others…”
Maybe a decent match for Elenia will appear eventually. It’s something I’d rather not think about.
“Teaching you the joy of giving birth is also Dad’s job, Elen-chan.”
“Since you’re going to become my exclusive cock-hole from now on, you better take full responsibility and teach me properly.”
“Who are these mother and daughter…”
I want to cover my face, but I’m already buried against Elenia, so I can’t use my hands just yet.
But there’s no point in stalling; I’ve already promised her this was a concession. Marone even confirmed the contraception magic—it’s foolproof.
There’s no retreat left. I have to go through with it.
I take several deep breaths, resolving myself again and again, more times than Elenia herself will feel pain.
“Heh… Let’s do this, Eli.”
“Hurry…”
Urge by her rush, urged on by the gazes of the gathered women.
My cock splits her little labia and slides inside her.
“Nnngh…”
“Ehh, Erii… i-is it painful?”
“W-wait, you’re not even in yet… don’t just freak out…”
“I don’t want to make Eli cry.”
“We’ve come this far—if I stop now, the only one crying will be you… Come on, Dad, get inside… all the way…♪”
“Guh…”
“Aaah… it’s swelling up, right now…♪ She looks like she’s about to cum even though you haven’t fully entered yet…?”
As if remembering suddenly, a whisper of “Dad.”
Still the same terrifying sense of taboo.
I remember, back in the day, I made Beatrice and Irina say that too while playing games.
But hearing it whispered by my own daughter, mixed with arousal, has far more destructive power than I ever imagined.
She’s controlling me. She’s draining my soul. She’s… violating me.
No, I’m the one doing it to her. Elenia is just enduring beneath me.
But somehow, without knowing it, my muscles tighten and my will abandons me; my cock suddenly plunges deep into her womb, as if on autopilot.
I can’t believe what’s happening—that I did this all myself—and yet I’m doing nothing… fear grips me. Unknowingly, I’m now sucked against my daughter’s vaginal entrance.
Every single thing is the result of being driven forward by Elenia’s whispers.
“Nnngh… h-has i-it… g-gone in…?”
“Eh, Eli! Sorry, I just…”
“You’re asking if it’s in… Is everything… all in now…?”
”…U-un, yes. Probably nothing more after this.”
I feel as though I’ve conquered her deepest depths. From cats to elves, dragons, humans—whores included—no one else among ogres or otherwise has matched my number of partners, but nothing feels this deep compared to what’s happening right now.
”…Yes we did…♪”
“Eli…?”
“I’m doing it with Papa… taking in Papa’s manliest part in my most womanly place…♪”
Elenia whispers while tears well up in her eyes.
As if she’s longed for nothing else, as if she’s craved nothing more than this. As if she’s finally achieved the purpose of her life.
Maybe that really is what she is.
I rejoice in the fulfillment of female instinct and the raw realization of male instinct exposed and released.
…From everywhere, the naked women watching me begin to applaud.
“Mo, moo… stop… it makes me happy… ♪”
”…Ah, ah…”
But even as I involuntarily lifted my hips, Elenia immediately dug her nails into me and forced herself back over me.
“Ooh!”
“Dad too. Don’t waste your focus… don’t let your attention scatter. Semen is for scattering… inside momo’s cunt, go all out… ♪”
“Guh…”
Father was once again controlled by my daughter’s whispered whispers of obscene words. Without even noticing, I pulled my waist forward to taste her vaginal interior, felt the folds of flesh, and struck deep inside the cervix again.
“Mn-ah… ♪”
“Eh, Elie… no way, if you say things like that too much… it’s embarrassing, but Dad gets oddly excited too, so I can’t control my pace…”
“Why would you even try to hold back?… This momo’s cunt exists for your cock… ♪ Ah, a daughter created by her father’s semen, an erotic hole that no one else could touch before becoming a baby in the womb… No way, you have to do it properly… seriously fuck me… Teach me, Dad’s serious sex… ♪ Real copulation, real insemination… Only for holes reserved exclusively for anyone but dad!”
”…………!!”
This is bad.
It’s dangerous.
This girl is going too far.
She must be a wicked witch using spells that only work on me—spells that will inevitably turn me into a beast. Even as I thought in the back of my mind, what kind of thoughts does one have for her own daughter? As a matter of fact, I’m engaging in real copulation just as Elenia dictated.
Before I knew it, my hips were slamming down on her small waist with such ferocity that sounds rang out.
To my trembling little love who let out moans of ecstasy, the instinct to impregnate her was going berserk.
“Oh dear, what did Dad do… you’re relentless, aren’t you? ♪”
Selen苦笑ed in amusement while Cosmos nodded, saying, “Can’t you help it? Someone says such explicit things…”
But I had no spare capacity left to respond to anything.
With my hips slapping loudly, I violently thrust up and down… no, rather, I was being controlled by her body that desired this selfishly.
I satisfied my desires. Without a single brake in place, I filled my dark desire to overflow my own seed into the womb of my daughter.
“Ah, ah-un… come out… ah, it’s coming out… hi-ah…──♪”
No, even if filled, it wouldn’t end. Would anything ever end?
Who do you think I am? I’m a mass of lust that can fuck tens of people if I put my mind to it.
You, who set fire to this virgin despite being one yourself—how foolish you are.
I silently cursed my daughter in my heart, loved her, devoured her, inseminated her, and yet still fucked her over and over again.
Time and time again, I continued to fuck her.
Even though dozens of people were watching. Even with my daughter exposing herself in such an erotic manner. Yet even that turned into pleasure for me as I fucked her further.
…That lasted until I ejaculated into that virgin hole eight times. Even with hundreds of witnesses who could do nothing but watch my staggering rape of my daughter, Elenia… well, thanks to the location being part of the Spirit Spring, she managed not to completely collapse, though she still ended up unable to stand straight for three days.
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Yes.
That too has become a sort of joke now… or should it be? Who would laugh?
“That kind of first experience is unforgettable, isn’t it, Elie… I’m a bit jealous actually.”
“What are you talking about? Did Anju also have a wish to be fucked by her father?”
“I… I too wished that Dad was Andy. That I wanted my virginity taken away from me just like he destroyed Andy…”
“The scenario’s getting way too bizarre…”
“Anzeros sure loves putting on the most perverted shows, doesn’t he?”
“I-it better not be something I don’t wanna hear Aurora say.”
“But at my age, I’ve got enough judgment to steer clear of situations even a little girl couldn’t handle.”
As Ange and Aurora bicker in their usual way…
I notice Frena peeking from behind a pillar right out of the corner of my eye, watching us with an unreadable stare. But then I stop myself—surely she wouldn’t be jealous or anything like that after seeing that kind of thing.
…Still, if that’s the case, what exactly was Neia so relieved about? I let the thought pass without dwelling on it too deeply.