“All right, we’re going to lay down a lot of eggs this time, too!!”
“Meow-!!”
I figured it was probably best not to get too mired in the morbid gloom of Old Lady Dona’s situation, so I decided to pump up the mood.
It wasn’t like this was some one-day fluke; it had been a while now. Even for Grandma, surely she’d want her granddaughters and great-granddaughters—those living fully in the present—to be bright and cheerful. That made perfect sense.
So, with that in mind, I jumped right into the circle of cats who were inexplicably dancing around the bonfire built from their burned clothes.
I grabbed the nearest girl’s naked body without a shred of hesitation, wrapping my arms around her as I buried my nose in her cat ears. I pressed my palms against her breasts and dug my fingers in mercilessly. Of course they winced at the pain when I really got in there, huh.
Given that they were all completely bottomless, it looked exactly like the behavior of a drunk lusty old pervert. But if I didn’t keep the energy up this high, we’d never be able to hold our own here.
After all, what had us in our sights were hundreds of female cats who, despite it being broad daylight and with no particular need for it, were stripping naked outside to celebrate a month spent drenched in semen, dancing and in full heat.
On top of that, they were all young, their sex drives overflowing. If I held back or hesitated, they’d just reverse the situation and hump me instead.
That was out of the question. I, and only I, had to be the one fucking them left, right, and center however I pleased.
This wasn’t just about maintaining my own motivation; it was crucial for keeping the cats from holding back as well.
On their end, that impulse varied in intensity from individual to individual, influenced by personality too.
The Cat-beasts were generally optimists, but among them were some quiet ones with timid spirits.
If I acted like I was restraining myself or being nice about it, those girls would take me at my word, hold back out of shame, suffer in silence, and end up losing out in the end.
So that they could enjoy themselves without feeling inferior, I had to always be a voracious dick-wielding pervert. It was the same at the Palace, but even when taking them on individually like this, that level of appetite was simply a matter of etiquette.
So there I was, holding onto some random girl I’d grabbed, groping her tits, slapping her ass, and thrusting my fingers deep into her pussy, pulling out and re-inserting while joining in the dance.
There was no music or accompaniment; it was just them staring at the fire and dancing wildly without any coordination. So even an awkward, sexually harassing old pervert intruding to show off his throbbing erection while making a mess of things was accepted by the cats with hearty laughter. In fact, most of them pressed closer, eager to get involved.
It was a spontaneous opening ceremony driven purely by the expectation of sex.
There’s a unique joy in moments like this.
“Meow♪”
“Papa♪”
“Ah, oh-oh!”
Even my daughters, whom I had explicitly told not to engage in erotic acts, found it hard to avoid touching me or being kissed if they came over to me amidst this flow. With everyone stripping naked and dancing in tight circles, refusing and pushing them away would have been dangerous.
…Kissses are safe. Safe.
While struggling desperately to reset my internal safe zone, I found myself appraising my own daughters—Oh, this one’s got great breast development… her pussy is hanging a bit low—forcing me to hold back the drop in my libido caused by my paternal instincts.
A-As long as I don’t stick my dick in, it’s safe.
I couldn’t let weird worries about my daughters dampen the mood and kill the vibe here.
…Right around then, Karsha came drifting closer.
Perhaps because she was a Half-Elf too, her breasts and ass stood out prominently with real presence. Aside from her height, her proportions were no worse than Lyra’s.
With her slightly dark honey-colored hair fluttering, she caught my eye and gave me a faint smile. As I reached out, her naked body rolled into my arms as if by agreement.
She pressed her bountiful, living breasts firmly against my hands as though it were the most natural thing in the world.
“Mmm… Do you need to use my body? ♪”
“What a way to put that,” I said.
I wondered if it was okay for her to be the first one I’d take since arriving at the cat colony, but honestly, it was better than continually trying to maintain my composure every time my daughters’ bodies complicated my thoughts.
Moving to embrace her from behind in time with the dance, I leaned down and whispered into her long ears.
“But your pussy looks all prepared for me, so I won’t hold back. I’m gonna cum all over you.”
“Uh… yes, please use me… baby! ♪”
I’d heard that, like other Half-Elves, she had gone through hardships, and apparently some men had treated her harshly and deceived her in the past.
Yet here she was, dancing wildly in the nude amidst the cats, swinging her hips to a man’s flesh rod under the blue sky, not showing a single shred of that shadow from before.
She was truly one of the cats now.
A member of a tiny village where everyone conceived by spreading their seed to just one man, yielding honestly to sexual desire.
If you discard the notion of an ordinary human or elf’s share of happiness from your perspective, maybe this kind of life was happiness enough in its own right.
I thrust my erection—swung wildly by strange arousal—for the first time into her.
“Mm… fuah, ahh…♪”
“Ahhh, Papa, you’re already inside me! ♪”
“Who’s whooo~?”
Caught in the act by my daughters and egged on by their cheers, I fucked Kasha-san while she stood there.
Against a backdrop of blue sky, sand-colored rock formations, and the skin of naked cats, I grabbed the half-elf’s white ass and enjoyed the first vaginal pleasure of our stay at this colony.
Sometime during that, drumming joined in the dance. Moving only my eyes to find the source, I saw a naked dark elf banging on it with her hands. That was the former prostitute from Cosmos-san’s place, if I remembered right.
And because the cats gathered around me and became sluggish, making it easier for people to approach, the women from the maid corps who appeared belatedly were burning their own dresses and underwear in the bonfire in the order they had taken them off.
…Ah, no, it’s not a village-wide festival of burning clothes, okay?
Thinking that with some anxiety, however, Kasha-san’s vaginal meat greedily demanded semen, her hips moving so fiercely it overwhelmed the man before her. I matched her intensity, gripping her tits in a fierce grip and speeding up my thrusts.
“Hah… hah, hah…♪ More, more… you make me want to enjoy this so much… ahh…♪”
Kasha-san was quite the competitor herself, but I was a fighter who could hold his own against Taluk’s prostitutes on an even keel.
Finding the sweet spot of her vagina, striking it with varying rhythms and intensity, and leading her to an afternoon cum-while-being-watched-by-crowd orgasm was no big deal for me.
…And then, as if for a grand beginning, I started ejaculating inside her vagina, quickly pulled out, and splashed the semen on her ass and back in front of the cats’ eyes.
“Ahh… ah, hah…! ♪ Gonna get preg-gnant… ♪”
She clung to the girls nearby, sticking her ass out to receive it.
Sweat and semen dripped down, shimmering in the sunlight.
The cats watching this scene murmured, “Ooh…,” and stopped trying to hide their heat, acting as if to say, “Next is me, next is me.”
A month filled with the scent of semen throughout the colony had begun.
Several days after I began my stay at the colony, the second wave of the colony trip arrived.
Luna, Marone, Cute, and other cats from the Polka resident group. Plus Anzeros, Aurora, Naris, and Almeida… and Elenia, Frena, and such a lineup.
Incidentally, several active members of the maid corps came as their caretakers. Hilda-san came too.
The reason they joined us later was… well, partly because of scheduling and adjustments, but also due to Luna’s consideration that if there were too many female slaves surrounding me from the start, the cats would lose their nerve.
Since we’re here, it’s the cats who should be the main event. The argument was that those guys who get fucked by me year-round at the Palace should yield to some degree.
If everyone came at once, the female slaves would end up sucking out quite a bit of semen anyway.
Besides, now that I had become closely involved with this colony, the female slaves gained considerable influence. It was difficult for the cats to push their way through to assert their own sexual rights over the slaves.
“You’ve been at it quite a while…”
At the former pleasure facility we were using as lodging, Naris looked at me with an exasperated expression while I lay there covered in semen, having just fucked half a dozen young cat girls and relentlessly ravaged Nery, the warrior cat.
“No, you knew that was how it would be from the start… What’s with that face?”
“I mean, I went around the whole colony, but there’s a rank smell everywhere. And all the girls are stark naked. Even the non-cat ones.”
“Everyone burned their clothes on the first day…”
“Why did you do such a thing?”
“Don’t ask me. When I told them I’d be staying a month, they got so excited they voluntarily set fire to their own clothes.”
“…Hilda-san~. Wouldn’t it be better to ask Onyx for supplies?~”
“That’s true~. Well, if we need enough for everyone in this colony, older brother can get it ready in three days, right. Calculating the round trip to Taluk, just order it about five days before we pack up☆”
Hilda-san and Marone were also planning to perform health checkups on the cats.
Even though it might have been an “Act of Heaven” or fate that couldn’t be cured by the Spirit Spring, residents dropping dead out of the blue like Granny Dona was distressing. So, especially after her death, they had made regular checkups a habit.
For this kind of diagnosis, it turned out that solid medical technology and knowledge were important after all.
So Malone’s experience serving as Hilda’s assistant hadn’t gone to waste after all.
“Well, given those circumstances, there’s no help for it.”
Back to the matter of the clothing.
…I watched in disbelief as Luna and Cute crouched down and poked about before igniting a fire on the spot.
Then, with a casual flourish, they began tossing the clothes they’d worn in over the flames.
“Luna!?”
“If everyone else is burning theirs, it wouldn’t be right for just us to keep wearing ours.”
“I don’t think that’s really an issue!”
My protest rang hollow as Luna and Cute conformed to their makeshift nude dress code.
“I suppose you’re right about that, though☆”
Even though Hilda had shown up in appropriate medical attire, she stripped off every last piece and joined the burning. Malone hesitated for a moment, closed her eyes in apparent internal conflict, and then followed Hilda’s lead.
“You guys—!”
Naris’s voice echoed out.
…That said, she had known full well that things would devolve into this sort of orgy when she came. In the end, everyone, including Elenia and Frena, fell in with the group. ”…What are we going to do when it’s time for Onyx to go?” “Oh☆” No one had been thinking about what comes next.