As spring approaches, Grandpa Dan and his group of friends arrive from the desert dwarf colony.
There are certain blacksmithing jobs for the nearby colonies that the dwarves in the desert take on. So Grandpa Dan doesn’t settle down permanently in Polka. But he still worries about Jeanne and Peter, so this cycle of making two round trips a year has continued.
As for his companions, it’s just a simple pleasure trip.
“Oho! My son-in-law! Been a while!”
“Hmm… was it Dave?”
“Dave is me brother! I’m the older one, Guy!”
“Oh, that’s you. Welcome back. Which type of lodging did you prefer this time?”
“Last year it was the burrow. This time, just to try something different, I’ll use the above-ground rooms.”
Old dwarf clansmen all have white curly beards and red-tanned, wrinkly faces, making them hard to tell apart. Grandpa Dan knows who’s who because they’ve been acquainted for so long, but it’s a complete mystery to customers who only come by occasionally.
Now, “burrow” or “above-ground” refers to the dwarven-exclusive inn. Incorporating the opinions of Jeanne and Grandpa Dan, they have accommodations in both styles: a basement-type room resembling the colonies (close to home) and standard above-ground facilities.
While some dwarves have grown accustomed to other races’ cultures, there are those who have never ventured far from the colony and simply can’t sleep comfortably unless their rooms look like they’re used to.
When we tried creating basement-type rooms for these folks (though it’s only about a meter underground), they were a huge hit, and now all the dwarves want to stay in them. During the off-season, Peter sometimes stays there too just for fun.
That said, sticking to a strictly dwarven lifestyle while on vacation seems a bit dull. It’s not exactly dangerous or anything, and trying new experiences is more interesting… which is why, recently, more dwarves have been choosing to stay in the above-ground rooms on purpose.
By the way, “son-in-law” doesn’t mean he had his hands on her daughters or grandchildren; it means “Jeanne’s son-in-law.” We haven’t taken any other dwarf wives since Jeanne. Yes.
“Huh… six of you this time?”
When I confirmed with Grandpa Dan, he let out a snort through his nose.
“Aye, I actually meant to bring Dorthis along, but at the last minute, she said she didn’t want to fly.”
“Oh…”
I don’t know who Dorthis is, but I suppose there are some dwarves who resist being carried through the skies on a dragon’s wings.
In the case of critically ill patients, we might force them onto Polka regardless of consent, but we wouldn’t go that far for a mere pleasure trip.
“If it had been the Black Dragon, she might have ridden along grudgingly.”
“Oh, was Aerie not acceptable?”
”…Dragon’s preferences can’t be so easily spoken of, you know.”
“Well… I figured this time would be a bit much, but…”
Aerie, in her dragon form, parks the carriage in the barn and then returns to her human body.
…She was naked as usual, and moreover, her belly was visibly swollen.
Of course, it’s my child. And yet, just because she won a lottery draw, she went out on a normal errand flight.
“I told you not to worry about it. While brawling is one thing, flying a bit is merely good exercise.”
“No, you usually don’t send pregnant women with bellies that far along on errands… And put some clothes on.”
”…There aren’t many clothes that fit this body.”
“Stop lying! How many pregnant women do you think live in the palace!”
Grandpa Dan sighed at my perfectly common-sense retort.
“It’s ridiculous to even count; you’re a fool for getting so many pregnant.”
”…Ah, no, well, it’s partly due to the wives’ preferences, isn’t it?”
Especially cat-beasts get pregnant easily, which is a huge hassle. If you don’t hold back to some degree, you’ll end up with children in the tens before you know it, forcing the whole neighborhood to pitch in and help out. And if you go all out on a few of them at once, no amount of financial or material aid can make up for the shortage of hands.
…Let’s leave that matter aside for now.
“In the end, Dorthis was just worried because pregnant women shouldn’t be doing the transporting. That’s why I said to let Lyra handle it.”
“Dragon childbirth requires no assistance from anyone and is over quickly. You must know about our bodies’ durability and regenerative abilities.”
“Specific dragon circumstances like that are hard for other races… Wait, aren’t you in labor? Your water looks like it’s broken?”
“Oh… I suppose giving birth right here might be problematic.”
“Of course there’s a problem! Hey! Someone get the dragon daughters here! Aeris is going to give birth! The baby’s coming!” Ten or so Dragon Maidens immediately gathered at the departure point and carried Aeris to the proper room, where the delivery ended swiftly, just as she had claimed. …It wasn’t the first time I’d had a dragon bear children, but this kind of thing really needs to stop.
It’s not just the cats lately; there’s been an atmosphere suggesting that any female slave who doesn’t breed is “losing out,” leading to a rush of pregnancies among the veteran concubines who gave birth early on.
The logic goes: once the firstborn no longer requires constant attention, it’s time for the next one.
For short-lived species, being so laid-back could lead to dangerous advanced maternal age. However, since most female slaves are Elven in lineage, there’s no such worry, and it’s actually quite common to have siblings born at intervals of around ten years.
Now that he mentioned it, Aurora and Lucas had a roughly similar age difference too. Yeah.
“Yay, Neia-chan is three months along now☆ How nice~! Once you start trying, you get pregnant almost without any margin for error.”
This was the monthly scheduled group checkup for female slaves in the palace’s shallow hot spring bathhouse.
Having received her diagnosis naked from Hilda-san, Neia gave a bashful smile.
“I was lucky. …It’s about time Frena matured too, I suppose.”
“In what sense? The normal meaning, or the naughty one?”
“It doesn’t really matter either way.”
That’s not how it works. Or rather, what exactly is reassuring about your daughter competing with me over daddy’s dick?
My internal retort was drowned out by being mounted in a cowgirl position, taking turns from Anju and Aurora.
“I’m jealous~. I’d really like one myself soon… But you don’t think Andi’s semen fertility has dropped, right?”
“Y-You clearly got Neia-san pregnant, after all… S-So there should be no deficiency in my seed… ♪”
“Maybe it’s a matter of frequency. But we’ve stopped using birth control for about three years now, and I’ve still had you bang me with the same force as before.”
“If you’re going to say that… I have been having… this… since the moment it appeared… continuous… breeding… and copulation… Ah… Ah~ ♪”
“Ahh, it’s coming out… Next is my turn, okay?”
Pushing aside Aurora, who had accepted the massive reverse ejaculation with her slender waist, Anju straddled me. She joined her hands together, whispered “May we have a baby,” leaned forward to demand a kiss, and then pulled back on her hips, forcing herself onto my cock.
“When you do that prayer thing, it feels like some kind of spirit for conception.”
“Hehe~ Isn’t it nice? The Conception Spirit Andi.”
”…The concept of a spirit that blesses me with my own children is a bit weird, don’t you think?”
“Stop just giving Neia the blessings and give me a child too…! ♪”
Her appearance as one of the longest-serving female slaves, wearing her long hair in twin tails, still looks like she’s in her teens.
Even though she should be aging faster than Aurora, I still only ever see her as younger. At this rate, even when I become an old man, I don’t think she’ll ever seem older than Aurora.
“At the very least, you need to get me pregnant sooner than Elenia does. It concerns a female slave’s dignity… ♪”
“Please stop saying things like that…”
”…And yet you’re getting hard again.”
Like fifteen years ago at her first sex, the beautiful girl with the collar laughed naughtily.
I sighed in self-loathing.
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It took several months of mysterious maneuvering, during which Elenia would try to slip in and offer up her virginity whenever there was an opening. Frena didn’t do anything crazy when Elenia wasn’t around, so that was a relief, but Elenia used even illusion magic to try and accidentally let me inside. Consequently, it became essential for a dragon to be present as a referee during sex. And eventually, I couldn’t stand it any longer, and we had a serious discussion. “Elenia. This really isn’t okay, so Papa is making concessions. …I’ll accept putting my dick in you. But first, make sure to properly cast the anti-pregnancy magic.” “Nooo~…” “Don’t give me that ‘noo.’ If you get pregnant at your age, childbirth would be incredibly difficult.” “Even with a Spirit Spring around?”
“Of course. No, that’s not the issue at hand. First off, it’s just impossible to think about having your father’s child.”
“Then, Andy, am I allowed to get pregnant from being bred by anyone other than you?”
“Obviously not. That would be a death sentence.”
He muttered this last part aloud only to be smacked hard on the back of the head by Naris, who was thoroughly disgusted.
By the way, he’d had Naris present specifically because she was one of the very few vocal opponents of incest among their group.
…The female slaves, however, were surprisingly pro-incest. You could forgive it of the Dragons and the feline Beastkin, but even the Elves from the Northern Forest started insisting that “with Purple magic, the risks can be reduced to virtually zero,” making it incredibly difficult for him to keep them on his side.
What was up with this “Purple” thing? Why did its name only come up at times like this?
He cleared his throat.
“A father is a creature who would never want to see his daughter being with another man. Asking such a question is cheating.”
“Then it’s simple. You have to be the one to get me pregnant, don’t you?”
“That’s crossing a line as a human, Andy. Seriously. No, wait, stop mixing two different problems together. Generally speaking, pregnancy at Elenia’s age is off the table no matter who the partner is. And being with your father sexually is usually a no before even considering conception.”
“No way. I don’t want child-like sex like that. I want you to have real sex with me, Andy.”
“Contraception is actually the mark of a mature adult!?”
There was no way he wouldn’t be pleased by his beloved daughter’s enthusiasm. He could search the entire world and not find a daughter who loved her father so much.
But honestly, this was just unacceptable. If he allowed it, they’d end up with a messier family tree than even the brand-marking records.
Even Minister Ashton, for all he is, surely doesn’t lay hands on his own children. Apparently, though, he does look at their breasts and rear ends with a bit of a lecherous eye sometimes.
Riding a Dragon didn’t mean this sort of thing was suddenly permissible.
“Anyway, that’s point one. Also, it’s strictly forbidden to pull your other sisters into having sex with me.”
“Why?”
“I mean… why? It’s obvious, right? I’m saying sex with your parents is bad, so naturally you’re not supposed to do it.”
“So, if you don’t want your daughters getting knocked up by some random guy, then nobody gets any sex at all. You said it yourself, Andy. There’s no way a man could rape our sisters while so many Dragons are protecting us, right?”
“Why is the premise of your argument always rape?! Yes, I’m obviously preventing that because they’re my daughters!”
Elenia’s thought processes had these huge leaps in them that were really a pain. She looked so incredibly cool and composed, unlike her mother. Maybe it was just a phase.
…What kind of phase is it where you rebel but also demand sex with your father?
“Anyway, if you want to refuse the other girls, Andy just needs to flatly say no, doesn’t he? Don’t dump that burden on me. Sure, Frena is one thing, but for the others, I just bragged a little about having sex with Andy.”
“Why do you go and brag about it… about him cumming in your mouth or grinding his cock against my crotch…”
Normally, that kind of stuff would be classified as trauma. Or at least, they had been aggressively willing participants.
Naris, sitting next to him, let out a sigh, her face wearing an expression of pure resignation.
“Don’t you think it might be better to stop viewing Elenia as your daughter?”
“What’s the point of such a proposal?”
“Think about it… if we just reframe things so that she was never biologically related in the first place, and count her simply as one of the female slaves, it all wraps up neatly. I mean, no other child is this obsessed with their real father, right? And if it’s just Elenia, we could probably handle it under the same procedures as the Northern Forest.”
“If we set that up, what am I supposed to do then?”
“You just announce that fact to everyone, and you won’t have to worry about the daughter-community rioting anymore. Doesn’t sound like a good solution?”
Isn’t that too casual just because they aren’t biologically related?
By the way, Naris’s daughter was named Flaura, currently seven years old. Despite being Naris’s daughter, she was a quiet girl with feminine interests who was apparently obsessed with embroidery these days.
At Naris’s insistence, Flaura had been moved out of Viper Palace early on, so for now, there was no risk of her developing the same incestuous tendencies as Elenia.
“Masterpiece thinking, Naris-mama!”
“Heh heh. I mean, it’s just that I can’t see you winning in any scenario!”
Naris looked away, blushing at Elenia’s flattery.
She was truly useless. That was the conclusion he had reached. Which is exactly why he hadn’t wanted to call her here.
“Rejected.” “Eh?” “Eh?” “In any case! I conceded to insertion, so you better learn about compromise too, Elenia! Besides, sex isn’t exactly a big deal past that point! Once you try it, you’ll see what I mean! We’re doing this tonight, so make sure Hilda-san casts a contraception spell for us! You won’t get away with skimping on the details because we have Marone here to know all about it!”
In the end, after much deliberation over her role in Polka, Marone had grown into a versatile female slave capable of handling multiple roles, even pushing Selen to work. Starting with maid duties and basic self-defense, she acquired Hilda-san’s direct teachings in medicine, the elves’ knowledge of foraging, map-making and construction techniques learned from Diane, as well as hair-cutting and dressing skills. On top of that, she was designated as the successor to Belladonna the Granny in the role of midwife.
While she doesn’t measure up to her respective masters, within Trot, her skills are undeniable enough to be called professional.
Saying “there’s still a long way to go” while raising seven children and maintaining her learning attitude, she serves as a powerful example of how anyone can achieve anything if they have the will, radiating a strong presence.
Above all, she never lies to me. There’s no such thing as an oversight on my part when it comes to her.
And so, Elenia reluctantly agreed.
That night.
When I asked for preferences on location (the spirit spring reportedly alleviates pain), she said the usual hot springs would do, so we planned a quiet session in the middle of the night. But instead, more than during the day, naked female slaves, naked prostitutes, the naked maids’ unit, naked dragons, and a naked cat-girl had gathered.
The number reached or nearly reached one hundred.
”…Isn’t this a bit too crowded?” “Oh, I heard E-chan was finally graduating from virginity.”
Why did you tell Cosmos about this, Elenia?
She is effectively the one managing Viper Palace (putting the dragons aside). And if it involves an erotic event—her greatest specialty—you can bet she tells everyone without a shred of guilt.
…but with this many spectators, it’s certainly oppressive.
“Sex for the first time in a state like this… are you sure, Elenia?” ”…It’s not like this is unusual for us.” “I haven’t really done sex with a hundred people gathered since quite a while now…”
This level of gathering is rare.
While I alternate having sex with the girls who come to the palace, most sessions involve anywhere from a few people to ten. If more than that gather, I disband them unless there’s a compelling need. Having them wait naked for two or three hours would be too much of a burden.
“E-chan, do your best. Mom supports you.” ”…Are you allowed to support me like that, Andy?” “And since Selen was the first to show understanding of your female-fetish tendencies, criticizing her supportive stance is pointless now…”
Since I’d already done simultaneous mother-daughter fellatio and such, I couldn’t really nitpick Selen’s attitude anymore.
No, I think most people would be put off if their mother invited them to play together. But Elenia eventually adapted to it anyway.
Truly, as the mother acts, so does the daughter.
And Selen had also been confirmed pregnant not long ago, just like Neia. There’s no visible swelling yet, though.
“Let’s have more of Andy-san’s babies together with Mommy♪” ”…Yeah.” “No, wait. You’ve properly cast the contraception spell, right? Marone, check on that.” “You should focus your criticism on Mom first.” “Papa only has one mouth, so let me do my吐槽 in order. But seriously, Selen, I think this kind of thing is questionable.” “Huh? So you were planning to make E-chan live a childless life forever? That’s harsh.” “I wasn’t thinking about that! Well, basically, if I hook up with someone, I don’t let them pass others on, but—”
Maybe a suitable partner might appear for Elenia someday. I’d rather not imagine it, though.
“It’s Papa’s duty to teach E-chan the joy of giving birth.” “Since she’ll be becoming my exclusive cum hole from now on, do your duty and teach her well.”
“What the hell is this mother-and-daughter pair…”
I wanted to bury my face in my hands, but I was already hovering over Elenia, so my arms were kind of stuck.
Yet dawdling served no purpose. I’d promised Elenia this was our compromise. Marrow had confirmed the contraceptive magic was in place, so there was no risk.
There was no turning back now. I just had to do it.
I took several deep breaths. More than once, my resolve wavered and I shook, only to steel myself again—more times over than Elenia, who was about to feel the pain.
“Heh… Here goes, Ele.”
“Hurry up…”
Pumped along by her urging, driven forward by the gazes of the gathered women.
My cock split her small labia and slid inside her.
“Mmph…”
“Wh- Elen… i-is it hurting?”
“Y-you haven’t even really gone in yet… Stop worrying for no reason…!”
“I don’t want to do anything that makes Ele cry.”
“If I bail out now after coming this far, I’d be the one crying, okay! C’mon, put it in, Dad… All the way… ♪”
“Gh…”
“Ngh… It’s swelling… Right now… ♪ Am I about to come before you even go all the way in…?”
Out of nowhere, she whispered, “Dad,” as if remembering just now.
As always, the guilty pleasure was terrifying.
I remembered back when we used to play around, getting Beatrice or Irina to call me that for fun.
But hearing my actual daughter whisper “Dad” mixed with lust had way more devastating power than I’d imagined.
Being played by my daughter. Having my soul drained by my daughter. Being fucked by my daughter…
No, the one fucking is me. Elenia is just enduring it under me.
But without realizing it, muscle tension built up, and suddenly, divorced from my conscious will, I felt my cock plunge into her womb.
I couldn’t believe what I’d done, though I hadn’t really done anything myself… which scared me. Without meaning to, I was stuck tight against her cervical opening.
It was all the result of being driven by Elenia’s whispers.
“Hh… I… went in… completely…?”
“E-Ele! S-Sorry, I just…”
“Did I go in fully? Are you really asking… Is this… it…?”
”…Y-Yeah. Probably won’t go deeper than this…”
I felt a sense of conquest deep in her womb. Whether with elves, dragons, humans, or even ogres (as long as they were prostitutes), I’d accumulated an abnormally high number of partners, but by actual sensation, nothing had penetrated as deep as this before. It was safe to assume this was the deepest.
”…Yesss… ♪”
“E-Ele…?”
“I’m doing it with Dad… In my most feminine place… I’m accepting your most masculine part… ♪”
Elenia’s eyes glistened with tears.
Like something she’d loved more than anything, desired more than anything. Like she had achieved the purpose of her life.
Maybe she really had.
She rejoiced in the satisfaction of a female’s instincts and the raw realization of a male’s exposed desires.
…From none other than the naked women watching over us, applause broke out.
“Mo, moooo… stop it… but it feels good… ♪”
“…ah, ahh…”
Though I couldn’t help but sit up, Elenia dug her claws into me and forced me back down.
“Itttch!”
“Daddy shouldn’t be distracted either… What you’re scattering is semen, isn’t it… Inside my little girl’s pussy, please go all out… ♪”
“Mmgh.”
Ensnared once again by the lewd whispers of my daughter’s intimate voice, the father was subdued.
Without even realizing it, I had already begun to feel her internal warmth and the texture of her folds as I withdrew my hips, only to slam deep into her womb again.
“Ah… ♪”
“E- Elenia… you can’t just say things like that… It’s pathetic, but Dad gets oddly aroused too, so I can’t hold back…”
“Holding back what…? This is your daughter’s pussy made for Daddy’s dick… ♪ It’s the naughty hole no one has ever touched before becoming Daddy’s baby. So don’t you dare stop… You have to fuck me with full commitment… Show me Daddy’s serious playtime… ♪ A serious sex act, a serious impregnation… No one but Daddy gets to use this hole ♪”
”…!?”
Damn it.
This is bad.
This girl is dangerous.
Sure, her charms probably only work on me, but she’s still a wicked witch who knows exactly how to cast the curse that turns me into a beast.
Even while part of my mind was screaming, What am I thinking about my own daughter?, the fact remained that I was engaging in a full-force sex act just as Elenia had described.
Before I knew it, my hips were slamming against her small waist with a deafening thud.
Watching my tiny beloved daughter writhe and moan, my instinct to impregnate her ran wild.
“Oh my my, Daddy… You really hold nothing back ♪”
Selen laughed bitterly, and Cosmos nodded, saying, “Well, I guess you have no choice when she says things like that ♪”
But there was no room for them to say anything more.
I whipped my hips back and forth with violent force, ravaging my daughter’s body as she pleased… or rather, as she demanded it, enslaving me.
I satisfied my desires. That dark urge to flood my daughter’s womb with my own seed was filled without any brakes at all.
“Ahh, ahhh… Come out… A, you’re coming out… Ahh… hiaaa… ── ♪”
No, satisfying myself wasn’t the end of it. It couldn’t be.
Who do I think I am? I’m a mass of sexual desire that could keep fucking dozens if I set my mind to it.
And you, virgin that you are, lit the fire on a man like me.
How foolish.
I cursed her in my heart, loved her, devoured her, impregnated her, and still kept fucking her.
Again and again, I fucked her.
Even though dozens were watching. Even though she was exposing her lewd state to all of them. Converting even that into pleasure, I kept fucking her.
That continued until I had ejaculated into that virgin hole eight times. Despite a hundred people watching, no one could move against such a magnificent rape of the daughter, and Elenia was… well, thanks to the location being part of the Spirit Spring, she didn’t completely break down, but even so, her lower back was too painful to stand straight for three days.
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Right. That’s just become a bit of an amusing story… or is it? Who’s laughing? “First time like that, you probably never forget it, Elenia… I’m a little jealous maybe.” “Jealous of what? Did Ange have a desire to be fucked by her father too?” “N-no, but it would’ve been nice if my father had been Andy. Then I wanted to lose my virginity to him, that broken, destroyed feeling…”
“The premise is a bit too niche…” “Master Anzeros really does show off his deranged side every now and then, doesn’t he?” “W-What do you mean by that? It’s the last thing I’d want to hear from Aurora.” “I do possess enough discernment not to compete over scenarios unique to my daughter, at least.”
Gazing up as Anju and Aurora bickered gently.
A moment later, I noticed Frena lurking behind a pillar in the corner of my vision, staring this way with intent eyes. But then I decided she probably wouldn’t look on with envy after seeing that, all things considered. …No, wait, if that was her reaction, what exactly was it that reassured Neia? The thought crossed my mind, but I chose not to dwell on it.