The journey from Tark to Quica is quite long.
It involves crossing through a low-lying wetland dotted with large and small oases heading westward from Tark, then riding camels across the dry desert, before finally passing through a fertile little plain by carriage after climbing over the Auros mountain range that juts out from the south.
Using dragon mail service would cut down the journey to just one day, but it requires official documents from the military headquarters to ride them. In emergencies, you might have to ride without permission, but then you'd have to write a report later on. If it's for personal use, you could even be fined.
Since our itinerary has already been submitted via dragon mail from Tark’s base, an emergency pick-up by dragon will come if needed. There's no rush anyway.
Sieg Becker and his two new wives were leisurely making their way to Quica in a carriage.

"Going topless is every woman's dream."

In the room of an inn at night,

Ariel's words made Sieg and Rose look at each other, startled.

"But you call it a man’s fantasy too."

"... I've never heard anyone describe it as a woman's dream before."

“Wh-what? But, but it’s not a woman’s dream... is it?”

Sieg was at a loss and turned to Rose with his palms up, throwing the problem back at her. Rose looked troubled too and muttered.

“It’s usually only men who get happy about that kind of thing.”

“I am happy… but…”

“Why?”

“Because it’s not cosplay, it’s really naked aprons!”

“What?”

Was there such a thing as real naked aprons?

Even Sieg was momentarily at a loss for words and tilted his head.

Ariel clasped her hands in front of her chest, hugging something important as she spoke.

"Because... naked with an apron. It's a bit naughty, but it’s the perfect outfit for a new wife to do her job. A cute wife who provokes her husband while doing housework properly. This is a costume made just for us two lovers to indulge in each other without limits inside our home. Of course men would be happy about this, but I think it's also an ideal symbol of the life I want as a woman ♪"

"...Becker, do you understand?"

"Don't ask me something like that when I'm not even a girl. But if she’s happy with it, then that’s great."

"Aaah... I was so looking forward to this... And after falling into prostitution and thinking I could only play at being an innocent wife in such a way anymore... I didn’t think I’d ever be able to actually become a cute naked-apron wife like this."

Perhaps as someone who had nearly missed out on normal happiness by becoming a prostitute, that was her real feeling.

By the way, Ariel and Rose are currently wearing nothing but aprons.

Although they haven't arrived at Sieg's house yet, because Sieg gets so excited about naked aprons, it has become customary for them to greet him in this outfit when he comes home at night.

Rose is reluctantly doing this because she feels less embarrassed than if she were waiting naked, while the reason why Ariel seems so enthusiastic was just revealed now.

"...Well, I hope you’re not going to say ‘it was all a joke’ after leading me on like this?"

"N-no no no, I really will marry you. No, I mean please become my wife."

“...Yes.”
Ariel nodded with a bashful, dazed expression.
In fact, Rose checks this once a day. After being tricked and falling into prostitution once before, she’s always suspicious now.
For better or worse, Ariel shares the same psychology as the rootless half-elf, so Rose sighs at her.
Well, she is a pitiful girl, and not bad-looking either. If it’s out of Sieg’s kindness, then maybe it wouldn’t be too bad for them to heal each other little by little as family. Rose was generous enough to allow this.
The point is that Ariel just needs to lose gracefully. She can win the next time around and make up for her loss.
...It’s also typical of an Orc woman to have such a sportsmanlike view of their love battle royale.
“By the way, do you really care about something like this, Rose?”

Sieg sat on the bed, took off his jacket, handed it to Ariel, then asked Rose.

Ariel hung it on the hanger and, as she shook her cute butt to stretch out the wrinkles and dust off the clothes, Rose crossed her arms.

"I... hmm. I don't really have any particular preferences..."

She thought for a few seconds.

"If I had to say anything, it would be that I want to be held while being milked with my pregnant belly still big."

"......"

"Well, isn’t that normal?"

"Not really. I think not many people would say that before they got pregnant."

"Oh? Well, I suppose some might call it a bit abnormal, but compared to the level of weirdness in guys who like cross-dressing, this is nothing."

"No, maybe you're right. But I find it exciting."

Human male Sieg Becker, 39 years old. It was unlikely he would ever understand the average values and norms of an Ogre woman or a Dark Elf woman.

"So you'll do it? That's what I was worried about. When I heard the wives of our young men say that their husbands avoid touching them once they get pregnant, I became concerned."

Sieg and Ariel exchange glances as he hands her a shirt.

"From this information, it seems like the act must be pretty abnormal."

"Yes... "

"W-wait! So you're saying that if you get pregnant, you'd be satisfied even if your husband left you alone until you gave birth?!"

"Well, considering my child's safety, I might need some time to myself... but I've heard that Ogre girls are much less likely to miscarry than other races."

"Mm. That's why the young wives complain about it too and I was a little influenced by them..."

Rose looks slightly uncomfortable as she turns her eyes away.

Come to think of it, she is the boss of one of the biggest construction companies, Sieg remembers. Her striking beauty and innocence regarding love affairs, along with how quickly her cool demeanor cracks once something's inserted into her pussy, make her easy to tease. She's actually quite an important person.

It made him unbearably happy to see her, who was such a woman, calmly talking about getting pregnant with his child, and even blushing slightly. So he rubbed Rose’s breasts through the apron while whispering in a voice that tickled her feminine core.

“Hell yeah, if you want it, I’ll let you suck my dick even during childbirth.”

“…♪”

She shivered violently and narrowed her eyes with an expression of joy.

“M-me too… I wanna give birth while sucking on your cock…”

Ariel rubbed up against him from the other side.

Sieg was already naked and his half-erect member was making its presence known in the corners of their vision.

“…Right, Becker. It wouldn’t be fair if we were the only ones getting our wishes granted. Don’t you want that too?”

“We know how much you love aprons…right?”

They reached out to Sieg’s member from both sides and whispered to him.

“…”

Sieg, his cock being rubbed by Ariel’s right hand and Rose’s left, gulped and muttered.

“I just want once… to…”

“?”

“?”

With a serious expression,

“To have twenty girls surrounding me for an incredibly happy lovey-dovey romp… ugh!?”

Rose’s elbow shot up and hit Sieg under the chin.

“You’re such a man!”

“Heh, calm down.”

Ariel giggled and peered down at Sieg, who was lying on his back on the bed.

“Then… let me fulfill your wish.”

“Ariel?”

“Hehe, actually… I’m really good at this kind of thing.”

When Sieg regained consciousness for a moment, he saw Ariel’s face in front of him.

In the middle of a kiss.

“Nn...”

“Mm...?”

And down below, he was receiving double fellatio. Two tongues were licking his shaft from both sides.

Someone was also licking his anus.

Both my fingers and toes were being licked by someone.

All at once.

“Mm—!?”

“Nha… J-Just when I thought you, Sieg-san, would kiss me…”

“W-Wait a second.”

Since both of my hands and feet were restrained, I pushed Ariel away to lift her lips off mine and looked around with just my head. A horrifying scene was unfolding before me.

Ten Ariels and ten Roses were all over me, biting into every part of my body.

Around the bed, more Ariels and Roses who couldn’t find a spot on Sieg’s body were lined up, each groping under their aprons at their own aroused breasts and crotches.

“W-What’s going on…?”

“If you’re Sieg-san, shouldn’t you know what’s happening?”

“…Ah.”

Illusion magic.

I’d completely forgotten that dark elves are also elves. Elves, for the most part, are a race that masters magic.

“If I focus my senses, I should be able to tell which is real and which is an illusion. …But I’m not very good at magic, and Sieg-san, you make your living from this.”

“…No thanks.”

Sieg deliberately let his sensations drift into the pleasure of the tongue licking his entire body and the sounds of masturbation.

“It’s amazing.”

“…I’m glad♪”

Ariel smiled sweetly and resumed kissing Sieg.

After several minutes of her whole body being licked, the servant’s tool was moved from her mouth to her lower half when it had completely hardened.

“Haa… ah, ah…”

“Nfu, nnnn…”

“Ku, uuu… uuuu…”

“It’s in… It’s in!”

Ariel mounted my hard-on and lowered herself onto it.

She inserted one finger into her own pussy and another into her ass.

Her other hand was being used by Rose for masturbation.

Rose was sitting on her face.

With the left side of her leg, Ariel rubbed her clit.

His right toe was buried deep inside Rose’s pussy.

“Mm, mm, aah… amazing… Sieg-san’s fingers are so amazing…”

“Becker-saaaan! Lift your leg higher… kick my pussy with your toes… fuck me with them!!”

“Sieg-san’s cock feels good… it’s going to make me pregnant… Becker-san’s cock is making me feel so good…”

“I want some too! Make me feel good, Becker-saaaaan!”

“Sieg-san, you can be rougher… go crazy on us!!”

Numerous Ariel and Rose were thrusting their lust onto Sieg.

They flailed around in a frenzy, drenching his body with saliva and love juices.

“Mn, buh… mguh, obuh…”

Sieg’s face was covered in the girls’ fluids as he licked and sucked on Rose’s pussy. His hands and feet trembled as he endured the sensation of her cunt stimulating him.

I don't even know what's going on anymore.
My whole body is covered in women, naked aprons, and love.
"nnnnooooooooo!!"
Sieg screamed as he ejaculated inside the pussy that was pressed against his face. One ejaculation wasn’t enough.
Over and over again, he fucked and was fucked by the women all over his body while repeatedly cumming.

"...We just had a normal three-way."

"It's twenty-one for Sieg though~♪"

"Amazing... Where did you learn such skills?"

"I learned illusion magic naturally from my parents and friends when I was young. ...This kind of use, probably started after entering the brothel. Dark elves don't really get it, but human travelers are pretty satisfied with air sex."

“Scum…”

“It’s fine since we’ll gain about the same.”

“And, by the way, you’re betting on me… being gang-raped by Becker or something…”

“I can do that?”

“...S-Someday.”

“Sure♪”

When Sieg woke up, Ariel and Rose had disappeared in groups of ten. Now alone, they were chatting at the end of the bed.

"...Ugh. I’m so tired."

“Oh, you’re awake. Good job, Sieg-san.”

“…I feel like I wasted a lot of it.”

Sieg thought absentmindedly. Ariel and Rose had mostly been illusions, but he’d ejaculated so much that he wondered if they would be upset since both were trying to get pregnant for real.

But then—

“What do you mean by ‘wasted’?”

“Not a single drop went to waste.”

As the two of them got up, their buttocks and thighs were covered in thick white cum.

‘Thank you for the meal♪’

“…It was too much trouble.”

Sieg felt exhausted as he wondered why someone wearing an apron had been served by someone who wasn’t.

Quillia is still far away.

The journey from Talc to Kuika is a somewhat long one.

To reach it, one must pass through the low-lying wetlands dotted with large and small oases stretching west from Talc, cross the arid badlands on camelback, traverse the Aulos Mountains that protrude gently from the south, and finally travel through the fertile小平 plains by carriage.

If one uses the Wyvern Express, the distance can be covered in a single day, but riding the Express requires official request documents from the military headquarters. While there are times when one is forced to ride without central authorization in an emergency, you are required to write a formal letter of apology afterward. If the trip was for personal business, you might even be fined.

Since the travel itinerary had already been submitted from the Talc base via the Wylo-mail carried by the wyverns, a wyvern pickup would arrive even in an emergency. There was no particular need to rush.

Sieg Becker and his new bride were making their slow way toward Kuika by carriage.

---

"The 'naked apron' is a woman's dream, you know."

Inside a room at an inn at night.
At Ariel's sudden remark, Sieg and Rose stared at each other, startled.

"They call it a man's fantasy, but..."

"...That's the first time I've heard it called a woman's dream."

"Eh? B-but, a woman's dream... isn't that right?"

Troubled, Sieg turned his palm toward Rose, essentially passing the problem off to her. Rose groaned with a conflicted expression.

"Normally, the only person who would be happy about that is a man."

"I-I'm happy... but..."

"Why?"

"Because it's not a cosplay; it's a real naked apron!"

"?"

Was there a difference between "cosplay" and "real" when it came to a naked apron? Even Sieg puzzled over the meaning for a moment, tilting his head in confusion.

Ariel clasped her hands in front of her chest, speaking as if she were cradling something precious.

"Because... just an apron on bare skin. It's a little erotic, but it's not just a costume; it's the very essence of a bride's duties. A lovely wife who teases her husband while still handling the housework properly. It's a costume for a pair of lovers to indulge in each other without restraint inside the home. Of course, men would be happy, but as a woman, I think it's a symbol of the ideal life ♪"

"...Becker, do you understand?"

"Don't ask me; I'm not a woman. Though, if it makes her happy, there's nothing better."

"I—was—so—long—ing—for—it—. ...A-and, after I fell into the life of a working girl, I thought I'd only ever be able to do things like that as a form of make-believe. ...I truly, truly never thought I'd be able to become a lovely wife in a naked apron in the real sense of the word."

Perhaps it was a realization unique to a woman who, having been a prostitute, had nearly lost her chance at a decent, happy life.

Incidentally, Ariel and Rose were currently, in fact, wearing naked aprons.
They had not yet arrived at Sieg's house, but because Sieg became intensely excited by the naked apron, it had become a habit for them to greet him in that attire in bed at night.

Rose was doing this reluctantly, telling herself it was slightly less embarrassing than waiting completely naked, but she had finally realized the reason Ariel was so enthusiastically into it.

"...I-I hate to bring this up this late in the journey, but Sieg, you aren't going to lead me on like this only to say 'it was all just a game,' are you?"

"N-no, no, no. I am going to make you my wife properly. No—please become my wife."

"...Yes."

Ariel nodded with a bashful, melting expression.
In truth, she made this confirmation at least once a day. Having been deceived once before and fallen into prostitution, she was prone to bouts of suspicion.

Rose sighed at Ariel, who possessed a psychology very similar to that of a rootless, lonely half-elf, for better or worse.
Well, the girl was pitiable, and her looks were not bad; if this was Sieg's way of being kind, it wasn't so bad for the two of them to gradually heal one another as a family. Rose was a woman of broad tolerance, able to accept this.
The bottom line was that she simply had to not lose as a woman. Even if she lost a round, she could win the next one and take it back.
...Such a view of love as a sportsmanship-filled battle royale was perhaps something only an ogre woman could hold.

"By the way, Rose, do you have any particular fixations like that?"

Sieg asked, sitting on the edge of the bed and handing his coat to Ariel as he addressed Rose.

Rose crossed her arms, watching from the corner of her eye as Ariel slid the garment onto a hanger and hung it on the wall, swinging her cute backside to shake out the wrinkles and dust.

"I... um. I don't have any particular particular preferences..."

She thought for a few seconds.

"If I had to say, I suppose my only desire is to be held while being milked, all while my belly is large with pregnancy."

"…………"

"Heh, it''s normal, isn't it?"

"...No, I doubt many people would say that before they're actually pregnant."

"You think so? I mean, I'll admit it's a bit abnormal, but in terms of level, it's not much different from a man's fetish for cross-dressing, is it?"

"I don't know about that. Personally, I find it a turn-on."

Sieg Becker, 39, human male. There was simply no way for him to grasp the average values held by ogre or dark elf women.

"Then you'll do it, right? That was my only concern. Listening to the stories from the wives of our young folk, I heard that once the belly gets big, men start to recoil and don't want to touch them anymore."

Sieg and Ariel locked eyes as he handed over the shirt.

"From that information, one could easily deduce that such an act is quite 'abnormal'..."

"True..."

"Wh—! Then, then does that mean Ariel is satisfied with being left alone from the moment she conceives until she gives birth!?"

"No, well, considering the safety of the child, a little bit is... though I have heard that ogre girls are far less prone to miscarriage than other races."

"Mm. That's why the young wives have been grumbling that it's okay to do at least that much... I'll admit I was a little influenced by them."

Rose averted her eyes with a slightly awkward expression.

Come to think of it, she is the female foreman of a massive construction guild, Sieg thought to himself.

Between her dignified beauty, her innocence regarding romance, and the way her cool facade shattered the moment something was thrust into her vagina, she was incredibly easy to tease—so much so that he occasionally forgot. She was quite a significant person.

Yet, seeing a woman like that speaking so calmly—or rather, slightly bashfully—under the assumption that she would bear Sieg's child made him feel an uncontrollable surge of joy. Sieg leaned into Rose, kneading her breast through her apron, and whispered in a voice designed to tickle her feminine core as much as possible.

"Well, as long as you're okay with it, I'd even let you suck my cock while you're in labor."

"...! ♪"

Rose trembled, her eyes narrowing slightly. She looked happy.

"I... I want to give birth... while licking Sieg-san's cock, too...?"

Ariel pressed against his other side.

Sieg was already wearing nothing, and his semi-erect member was making its presence known in the corner of their vision.

"...T-That's right, Becker. It wouldn't be fair if only our desires were being fulfilled. Don't you have anything like that?"

"We know you love the naked apron look... right?"

The two whispered to Sieg, both reaching their hands toward his member.

"…………"

As his member was rubbed by Ariel's right hand and Rose's left, Sieg swallowed hard and muttered.

"Just once..."

"?"

"?"

With a dead-serious face:

"To be surrounded by about twenty girls, having the most blissful, lovey-dovey sex... ugh!"

Rose's elbow snapped upward, catching Sieg under the chin.

"You man...!"

"Ahaha, now, now."

Ariel chuckled, leaning down to peer into Siegfried's face as he lay flat on his back on the bed.

"Well then... let me make it come true."

"Ariel?"

"Ehehe, actually... I'm quite good at that kind of thing."

When Siegfried jerked back to consciousness after a momentary lapse, Ariel's face was right in front of him.

They were in the middle of a kiss.

"Mnn...!"

"Mm...?"

And between his legs, he was receiving a double blowjob. He could feel two tongues licking his member from both sides.

Furthermore, someone was licking his anus.

Someone was licking the fingers of both his hands, and even his toes.

All at once.

"Mmm—!?"

"Nha... Oh, Siegfried, really, in the middle of a kiss..."

"Wa—wait a second!"

With his arms and legs pinned down, he pressed his lips against hers and pushed Ariel aside just enough to look around with his head. An unbelievable sight unfolded before him.

Ten Ariels and ten Roses were lost in the fervor of devouring his entire body.

At the edge of the bed and surrounding him, even more Ariels and Roses—those who couldn't find a position on his body—were lined up, each groping at breasts and crotches beneath their aprons with eyes full of lust.

"Wh-what is going on...?"

"If you truly try, you should be able to figure it out, Siegfried."

"...Ah."

Illusion magic.

He had completely forgotten, but Dark Elves are still part of the Elven race.

Most Elves are a race that has mastered the use of magic.

"If you concentrate just a little, you should be able to tell which are illusions and which are real. ...My magic is still totally amateur, but Siegfried, that's your job, isn't it?"

"...No, I think I'll pass."

Siegfried deliberately allowed his senses to drift into the pleasure of the tongues lapping over his body and the sounds of masturbation.

"This is the best, after all."

"...I'm glad! ♪"

Ariel smiled brightly and resumed kissing him.

After being licked all over for over ten minutes, once it was clear his member was fully erect, the instruments of service moved from his mouth to his lower body.

"Haah... ah, ah..."

"Nfhu, mmmm..."

"Ku, uugh... uuuugh..."

"It's going in... it's going in!"

Ariel straddled his member and lowered her hips.

Ariel was inserting her right fingers into her own vagina and anus.

His left fingers were being used as a tool for Rose's masturbation.

Rose was straddling his face.

And Ariel was rubbing her labia against his left shin.

The tip of his right toe was swallowed whole by Rose's vagina.

"Mnn, nh, aaah... amazing... Sieg-san's finger, it's so gooood..."

"Becker-saaan! Lift my leg higher... kick my pussy... ravage me with your toes!!"

"Sieg-san's cock feels so good... Your cock, Becker-san... the one that's going to make me pregnant...!"

"Nooo, do me too! Make me feel good too, Becker-saaan!"

"Sieg-san, you can be even more violent... just wreck me!!"

A multitude of Ariels and Roses threw their carnal lust at Sieg.

Flailing their aprons atop him, they coated his entire body in a mixture of saliva and vaginal fluids.

"Nn, buh... ngh, obuh...!"

With his face smeared sticky with love juices, Sieg licked and suckled Rose's crotch, his arms and legs trembling as he endured the sensation of the vagina stimulating his groin.

He couldn't tell what was what anymore.

His whole body was covered in women, covered in naked aprons, covered in lust.

"Nnnnnngghhhhhhhhooooooooooo!!!"

Sieg roared into the vulva pressed against his face as he ejaculated.

One climax was not enough.

Time and time again, while ravishing and being ravished by the women with his entire being, he repeated the act of ejaculation.

"...For us, it was just a normal 3P."

"For Sieg-san, it was supposed to be 21P♪"

"That's incredible... where did you learn such a technique?"

"Well, I learned illusion magic naturally from my parents and friends when I was a child... I suppose I only started using it like this after joining the brothel. It doesn't work very well on Dark Elf customers, but human travelers often leave satisfied after having sort of 'air sex'."

"You monster..."

"It's fine, since we get the same result in the end."

"...B-by the way, what about... putting me in a position to be gang-raped by Becker..."

"We can do that, you know?"

"...S-some other time."

"Yup♪"

When Sieg opened his eyes, the groups of ten Ariels and Roses had vanished.

The Ariels, now reduced to one each, were chatting merrily at the edge of the bed.

"...Ugh. I'm exhausted."

"Ah, you're awake. Good work, Sieg-san."

"...I feel like I wasted quite a lot of shots."

Most of the Ariels and Roses who had milked Sieg were likely illusions.

He had lost himself in the pleasure and ejaculated repeatedly, but since both of them were quite serious about trying to conceive, he worried with his dazed mind that they might resent the wasted seed.

However...

"Wasted?"

"We didn't let a single drop go to waste, you know?"

As the two of them lifted their hips, a large amount of white, cloudy fluid was stuck to their buttocks and thighs.

"Thank you for the feast♪"

"...You're welcome."

Sieg lay there, limp and exhausted, preoccupied with trivial thoughts like why the one wearing an apron was thanking the one who wasn't.

Quica is still far away.

The journey from Taluk to Quiqa is a bit of a trek.

You pass through a low-lying marshland dotted with small and large oases stretching west from Taluk, cross the arid wasteland on camelback, traverse the Auros Mountains jutting southward, and finally ride by carriage through yet another fertile little plain before you arrive.

If you take the Flying Dragon service, it’s a day’s distance, but to use the Flying Dragon, you need requisition papers from the central military command. In emergencies, you might have to board without their permission, but then you’ll be forced to write a report afterward. If it’s for personal reasons, they’ll even fine you.

My travel plans have already been submitted via the Flying Dragon’s mail service from the Taluk base, so in an emergency, they’ll send the Flying Dragon to pick me up. But there’s no need to rush.

Zieg Becker and his two new wives were slowly making their way to Quiqa by carriage.

"A naked apron is every woman’s dream."

Ariel’s words made Zieg and Rose exchange a stunned glance.

"It’s more of a man’s fantasy, though."

"...I’ve never seen it as a woman’s dream before."

"Eh? But—but it is a woman’s dream... right?"

Zieg, clearly at a loss, turned his palms up to Rose and threw the question back at her. Rose groaned in confusion.

"Normally, only men would be happy about that."

"I-I’m happy… but…"

"Why?"

"Because it’s not cosplay—it’s a real naked apron!"

"?!"

Could there even be cosplay or real versions of a naked apron?

Even Zieg tilted his head, momentarily unable to grasp the meaning.

Ariel clasped her hands in front of her chest, hugging something precious as she spoke.

"Because… naked and an apron. It’s kinda naughty, but it’s also exactly what a new wife wears. A cute wife who teases her husband while still doing the chores. A costume for two loving people who can ravage each other endlessly at home. Of course, men would be happy about it, but I think it’s the ultimate symbol of an ideal life for a woman too♪"

"...Becker, you get it?"

"Don’t ask a guy who isn’t one. But if you’re happy to do it, then that’s great."

"A-are you kidding me? …S-so, after I fell into becoming a courtesan, I thought I’d only be able to play house like that again… I never thought I could actually have a cute wife in a real naked apron, you know?"

Perhaps it was the kind of realization only a woman who almost missed out on a proper happy life as a prostitute could have.

By the way, Ariel and Rose are currently in naked aprons.

They haven’t even arrived at Zieg’s house yet, but since Zieg gets so strongly aroused by naked aprons, it’s become a habit to greet him in that outfit in bed every night.

Rose reluctantly does it because it’s slightly less embarrassing than waiting naked, but now the reason for Ariel’s overly enthusiastic attitude has finally become clear.

"...W-well, after going this far, Zieg, you’re not gonna say, 'It was all just a game,' are you?"

"N-no, no, no, I’ll make you my wife. No, be my wife."

"...Yes."

Ariel nodded with a shy, melting smile.

Actually, he confirms this at least once a day.

Because of her past experience of being deceived and falling into becoming a courtesan, she can’t help but be suspicious.

Rose sighed at Ariel, who possessed a psychology strikingly similar to that of the rootless, lonely half-elf—both for better or worse.

"Well, she's a pitiful girl, and not bad-looking either. If that's Zieg's kindness, then it's not so bad for the two of them to heal each other as family, little by little. Rose is a woman with a generous spirit if she can accept that."

"The main thing is, I just have to make sure I don't lose to her as a woman. Even if I lose, I can always win back next time."

"...That kind of sportsmanlike love battle royale mentality is something only an ogre woman would have."

"By the way, do you have any particular preferences like that, Rose?"

Zieg sat on the bed, took off his jacket, and handed it to Ariel. Rose crossed her arms as she watched Ariel hang it on a hanger, stretch out her cute butt, and dust it off.

"I... hmm. I don't really have any particular demands..."

She thought for a few seconds.

"If I had to say, it would be the desire to be embraced with my belly swollen from pregnancy while being milked."

"............"

"Huh, that's normal, right?"

"...No, not many people would say that before they're pregnant."

"Really? Well, I won't deny that it's a bit abnormal, but as far as abnormal levels go, it's not much different from a guy's cosplay hobby, is it?"

"Well, I don't know. It turns me on, though."

Zieg Becker, a 39-year-old human male. He couldn't possibly grasp the average values of ogre women or dark elf women.

"So you'll do it? That was all I was worried about. I've heard from my young wives that men get turned off and don't want to touch them when their bellies get big."

Zieg and Ariel exchanged glances as he handed her a shirt.

"From that information, one would assume that the act is quite abnormal."

"That's true..."

"Wh-what? So, Ariel, you'd be satisfied if you were left alone until childbirth after getting pregnant!?"

"Well, considering the safety of the child, a little bit... But I've heard that ogre girls are much less likely to miscarry than other races."

"Yeah. That's why it's okay to do that much, or so my young wives grumble... I admit I was somewhat influenced by them."

Rose looked away with a slightly awkward expression.

Come to think of it, she is the female foreman of a major construction union, Zieg thought again.

With her dignified beauty, her innocence when it comes to romance, and that cool mask that cracks open like a walnut as soon as something gets shoved inside her, she's surprisingly easy to mess with, so I sometimes forget. She's quite an important person.

The fact that such a woman is calmly... no, slightly embarrassed, talking about this made Zieg incredibly happy. He leaned closer to Rose and squeezed her breasts through her apron, whispering in a voice that was meant to tickle her feminine core as much as possible.

"Well, if you're okay with it, I'd let you suck my dick even during childbirth."

"...♪"

She shuddered slightly, narrowing her eyes just a bit. A happy expression.

"M-Me too... I want to give birth while licking Zieg's dick... right?"

Ariel moved closer from the other side.

Zieg wasn't wearing anything, and his half-erect member was asserting itself in the corner of their vision.

"...S-So, Becker, it wouldn't be fair if only our desires were granted. Do you have any like that?"

"I know you love me in a naked apron... right?"

Both of them reached out to his member from either side as they whispered to Zieg.

"…"

Zeeq groaned as his member was stroked by Ariel’s right hand and Rose’s left, then muttered,

"Just once would be enough…"

"??"

"??"

With a serious expression.
"To be surrounded by like, twenty girls, having the time of my life with super-lovey-dovey sex… ugh!?"

Rose’s elbow snapped up, smacking Zeeq in the jaw.

"You pervert!"

"Ahaha, calm down."

Ariel giggled and peered into Zeeq’s face as he lay sprawled on his back on the bed.

"Well then… I guess I’ll grant your wish."

"Ariel?"

"Hehe, actually… I’m pretty good at this sort of thing."

When Zeeq came to after a momentary lapse in consciousness, Ariel’s face was right in front of him.

In the middle of a kiss.

"Mmm…"

"Hm…?"

And between his legs, he was getting double head. Two tongues lapping at his member from either side.

And someone was licking his ass.

Someone was licking his fingers, his toes.

All at once.

"Ugh…!?"

"Nnh… Zeeq, you’re so bad for kissing in the middle of—"

"H-hey, wait!"

With both hands and feet pinned down, he pushed Ariel’s lips away with his own, using only his head to look around—and what he saw was something unbelievable.

Ten Ariels and ten Roses were all devouring Zeeq’s body with abandon.
Around the edges of the bed and surrounding it, more Ariels and Roses lined up, their eyes glazed with lust as they groped at each other’s breasts under their aprons or fondled their crotches, unable to get a position on his body.

"W-what the hell is going on…"

"If you really put your mind to it, Zeeq, you should be able to tell which is real and which isn’t, right?"

"...Ah."

Illusion magic.
He’d completely forgotten, but dark elves were still elves.
And most elves were a race that wielded magic like it was nothing.

"Just concentrate for a second, and you should be able to tell which is real and which isn’t… I’m totally amateur when it comes to magic, Zeeq, so that’s your job, right?"

"…Nah, I’ll pass."

Sieg deliberately surrendered to the bliss of his tongue’s caresses and the sounds of his own pleasure.

"This is the best."

"…Good, isn’t it?♪"

Ariel grinned and resumed kissing Sieg.

After being licked all over for nearly ten minutes, once his cock was fully hard, the servant shifted from mouth to lower half.

"Hah… ah… ahh…"

"Nngh, nnn…"

"Ku, uuu… uuuu!"

"It’s in… it’s in so deep!"

Ariel straddled him, lowering her hips onto his cock.

Her right hand slipped inside her own vagina and ass.

Her left hand was being used as a tool for Rose’s masturbation.

Rose straddled his face.

Ariel rubbed her labia against the inside of his left shin.

The tip of his right toe was swallowed whole by Rose’s vagina.

"Nngh, ngh, ahh… so good… Sieg-san’s fingers, so goooood…"

"Becker-san, lift your legs higher… Kick my pussy with them… Stab me with your toes!!"

"Sieg-san’s dick feels amazing… I want, I want Becker-san’s dick to impregnate me…!"

"Aaaah, me too! Make me feel good too, Becker-san!"

"Sieg, you can be rougher… Mess me up!!"

Countless Ariels and Roses hurled their carnal desires at Sieg.
They flailed their aprons over him, drenching his entire body in saliva and lust.
"Ngh, brrr… ngg, obb…!"
Sieg’s face was sticky with fluids as he lapped at Rose’s crotch, trembling from the sensation of her vagina stimulating his own.
He couldn’t even tell what was going on anymore.
His entire body was drowning in women, aprons, and love.
"Nnnnnnnnnoooooooooooo!"
Sieg roared as he came, his face pressed into a cunt.
It wasn’t enough for just one orgasm.
Again and again, he ravaged and was ravaged by women with his whole body, repeatedly ejaculating.

"…For us, it was just a normal 3P."

"For you, it was probably a 21P♪"

"Amazing… where’d you learn that?"

"Shadow magic, well, I picked that up naturally from parents and friends when I was a kid. …This kind of use? Probably after I started working at the brothel. Dark elves don’t get it, but human travelers usually just air-fuck around and go home satisfied."

"Brute…"

"It's fine since the payoff is roughly the same."

"...Um, by the way, could you... make it so I get gangbanged by Becker?"

"I can do that?"

"...S-so, maybe later."

"Yeah!"

When Sieg woke up, the Aries and Roses who had been in groups of ten were gone.

The remaining Aries were chatting near the edge of the bed.

"...Ugh. I'm super tired."

"Ah, you're awake. Good work, Sieg-san."

"...And I feel like I wasted a lot of shots."

Sieg figured that most of the Aries and Roses who had drained him must have been illusions.

He'd gotten carried away and came way too much, but since both of them were seriously aiming to get pregnant, they probably wouldn't appreciate wasted shots—or so Sieg thought in his dazed state.

But.

"Wasted shots?"

"Not a single drop was wasted."

As the two stood up, thick white fluid clung to their buttocks and thighs.

"Thank you for the feast!"

"...Thanks for the meal."

Sieg, exhausted and wondering why the one wearing an apron was being thanked by the one who wasn’t, just lay there.

Quiqua is still far away.

The road from Tark to Queeca is somewhat long.
It winds through a low-lying wetland dotted with small and large oases west of Tark, crosses an arid desert on camelback, traverses the gently protruding Auros Mountains from the south, and finally reaches Queeca via carriage across a fertile plain.

While the Flying Dragon courier service could cover this distance in a single day, riding it requires official request documents issued by the Central Military Command. In emergencies, one may be forced to board without prior approval, but a written explanation will be demanded afterward; if the journey is for personal reasons, a fine may even be imposed.

Since their travel itinerary has already been submitted via postal letter carried by the Flying Dragon from Tark's base, they can rely on the courier to meet them immediately in case of urgency—so there is no need to rush.

Zieg Becker and his two new wives were making their way slowly toward Queeca in a carriage.

"Being naked under an apron must be a woman's dream," Ariel said.

In the private room of an inn that night, Zieg and Rose exchanged startled glances at her words.

"It may sound romantic for men," Rose remarked.

"...I've never heard anyone call it a 'woman's dream' before."

"Eh? But... isn't it exactly what women would want?"

Zieg, clearly flustered, held up his palm toward Rose and passed the question back to her. Rose groaned, looking equally perplexed.

"Normally, only men would find that appealing," she said.

"W-well, I do like it... but—"

"Why?"

"Because this isn't cosplay—it's a real naked apron!"

"?"

So there are both cosplays and genuine versions of the naked apron?

Even Zieg paused for a moment, unable to grasp the meaning, twisting his head in confusion.

Ariel clasped her hands before her chest, holding them as if cradling something precious, and continued:

"After all... being naked while wearing an apron. It's a bit erotic, yes, but it's not just the uniform of a new wife's job. It's a costume for a lovely housewife who teases her husband while still doing her household duties properly—a loving outfit for two people who can indulge each other without limits at home. Of course men find it appealing, but I think it also symbolizes an ideal life for women too♪"

"...Becker, do you understand?"

"I'm not even a woman myself, so don't ask me. But if she's happy with it, that's all that matters."

"Aaaahhh... I thought I'd fallen into the world of prostitution and could only ever pretend at such things in a childish way... I never imagined I could truly become a cute housewife in a real naked apron!"

Perhaps this was a realization unique to a woman who, as a prostitute, had nearly lost her chance at genuine happiness.

By the way, Ariel and Rose were currently dressed exactly as described—the "naked apron" look.
Though they hadn't yet arrived at Zieg's home, it had become customary for them to greet him in bed that very attire each night, given how strongly Zieg was excited by the idea.
Rose reluctantly went along with it, reasoning that it was slightly less embarrassing than waiting completely naked—but only now did the true reason behind Ariel's enthusiastic participation become clear.
"...W-well, I know this is a bit late to say, Mr. Zieg, but please don't come all this way just to tell me it was all a joke!"
"N-no, no, no! I'm going to make you my proper wife. No—I mean, please become my wife!"
"...Yes."
With a melted expression, Ariel nodded softly.
In fact, Zieg confirmed this once every day.
Haunted by the experience of being deceived and falling into prostitution, he had developed deep-seated insecurities.
Rose sighed as she looked at Ariel, who carried a psychology reminiscent of her own—a rootless, lonely half-elf, for better or worse.

Well, she's a pitiful girl, and her figure isn't bad either. If that's Sieg's kindness, then it wouldn't be a bad thing for the two of them to gradually heal each other as family. Rose was a woman of broad-mindedness who could allow such a thing.

In short, all that matters is not losing as a woman. Even if you lose, you can win again next time and make up for it.

...Such a sportsmanlike view of love's battle royale is something only an ogre woman would possess.

"By the way, does Rose have any such particular preferences?"
Sieg sat on the bed, took off his jacket, and handed it to Ariel while asking Rose.
Ariel threaded the jacket onto a hanger and hung it on the wall, glancing sideways as she swayed her cute rear end back and forth to stretch out wrinkles and wipe away dust. Meanwhile, Rose crossed her arms.

"I... hmm. I don't have any particular preferences..."

She paused for a few seconds.

"If I had to say one thing, it's just the desire to be held while my belly swells with pregnancy and milk is squeezed from me."

"............"

"Fufu, isn't that normal?"

"...No, I don't think many people would say that before getting pregnant."

"So? Well, I admit it's somewhat abnormal, but as far as the level of abnormality goes, it's not much different from a guy's crossdressing hobby, is it?"

"No, hmm. I get excited by it myself."

Human male Sieg Becker, 39 years old. He couldn't possibly understand the average values of ogre women or dark elf women.

"Then you'll do it for me? That was the only thing worrying me. When I heard about my young wives, they said that when a man's belly gets big, he starts to dislike being touched and loses interest."

While handing over his shirt, Sieg and Ariel exchanged glances.

"From that information alone, it seems clear that this act is quite on the abnormal side."

"Yes..."

"W-wait, so does that mean if Ariel gets pregnant, she'd be satisfied even if she's left alone until childbirth!?"

"No, well, considering the safety of the child, at least a little bit... But I've heard that ogre girls are far less prone to miscarriage than other races."

"Hmm. So they can do something like that, right? Even my young wives have been complaining about it... and I admit I was influenced to some extent."

Rose looked away with a slightly awkward expression.

By the way, she's actually the female foreman of a large construction company, Sieg thought again.
Her majestic beauty and youthful innocence in matters of romance, combined with her cool mask that cracks as soon as something is inserted into her vagina, make her incredibly easy to tease. He sometimes forgets how important she truly is.
It was strangely delightful to see such a woman calmly—well, slightly flustered—discussing the possibility of carrying Sieg's child. Sieg leaned closer to Rose, massaged her breast through her apron, and whispered with all his might, trying to tickle her core.

"Well, as long as it's you, I'll let you lick my penis even during childbirth."

"...♪"

Rose shivered slightly, her eyes narrowing a bit. Her expression was filled with happiness.

"W-well, I... I want to give birth while licking Mr. Sieg's... uh..."

Ariel leaned in from the other side.

Sieg was now completely naked, his semi-erect member asserting itself in the corner of both women's vision.

"...Y-yes, that's right, Becker. It's unfair if only our wishes are fulfilled. Don't you have any such desires?"

"I know you love your bare apron... but... hmm?"

Both women reached out to touch his member from opposite sides while whispering to him.

"…………"
As Sieg's prized member was rubbed against Ariel's right hand and Rose's left, he swallowed hard with a throaty gulp and muttered, "Just once..."

"?"

"?"

With a serious expression.

"A round of super-hot, love-filled, erotic fun surrounded by about twenty girls... uh-oh!?"

Rose's elbow shot up, striking Sieg's chin.
"You man!"

"Haha, oh come on."

Ariel giggled softly and leaned over the face of Sieg, who had fallen backward onto the bed.

"Then... let's make it happen."

"Ariel?"

"Ehehe... actually... I'm really good at that kind of thing."

When Sieg regained consciousness after a brief lapse, Ariel's face was right before his eyes—mid-kiss.

"Mn...h..."

"Mm...?"

And between his legs, double fellatio: two tongues licking his prized member from both sides.
Someone else was licking his anus too.
His fingers and toes were all being licked by someone.
Everything at once.

"Mm-ah...!?"

"Mn-ha... Come on, Sieg-san, even during a kiss—"

"W-wait a minute!"

With his limbs pinned down, he pushed Ariel away with his lips, lifting her head just enough to look around using only his neck and shoulders. What he saw was nothing short of astonishing.

Ten Ariels and ten Roses were frantically devouring every part of Sieg's body.
At the edges of the bed and scattered around them stood more Ariels and Roses who couldn't fit close, their lust-filled eyes roaming over chests hidden beneath aprons and crotches as they fumbled eagerly.

"W-what's going on...?"

"If you really wanted to know, Sieg-san, you'd figure it out yourself, wouldn't you?"

"...Ah."

Illusion magic.
He had completely forgotten that, but dark elves are still part of the elf race.
Most elves are a species that masters magic.

"If I just concentrate my mind, I should be able to tell which is real and which is an illusion... I'm totally amateurish with magic, but Sieg-san, this is your job, right?"

"...No, I'll pass."

Zieg deliberately surrendered his senses to the pleasure of being licked all over and the sounds of masturbation.

"It's amazing," he said.

"...That's great♪"

Ariel smiled brightly and resumed kissing Zieg.

After being licked all over for more than ten minutes, once his erection was fully hardened, the tool of service moved from his mouth to her lower body.

"Haa... ah, ahh..."

"Nfu, nnnn..."

"Kk, uuu... uuuu!"

"It's in... it's in!"

Ariel straddled his erection and lowered her hips onto it.

Her right hand was inserted into both her vagina and anus.

Her left hand was being used as a tool for Rose's masturbation.

Rose was straddling his face.

Ariel rubbed her labia against his left shin.

His right toe was completely swallowed inside Rose's vagina.

"Nfu, n, aaah... wow... Zieg-san's fingers are amazing... sooo amazing..."

"Becca-san, lift your legs higher... kick my pussy... fuck me with your toes!!"

"Zieg-san's penis feels so good... I want to get pregnant by Becca-san's penis... mine, yes, make mine pregnant!"

"Aaaah, I want it too! Make me feel good too, Becca-san!"

"Zieg-san, you can be rougher... mess me up completely!!"

Many Ariels and Roses thrust their carnal desires at Zieg.

They waved their aprons wildly on top of him, covering his entire body with saliva and love fluids.

"N, buh... ngu, oh buh..."

While his face was sticky with love fluid, Zieg licked and sucked Rose's crotch, trembling all over, enduring the sensation of her vagina stimulating his own.

He didn't know what was happening anymore.

His whole body was covered in women, in aprons, in love.

"Nnnnnnnoooooooo!!"

As he roared into the pussy pressed against his face, Zieg ejaculated.

One ejaculation wasn't enough.

Again and again, while penetrating and being penetrated by women with his entire body, he repeated the act of ejaculation.

"...For us, it was just a normal threeway," said one voice.

"For Zieg-san, it must have been a twenty-one-way♪" replied another.

"That's incredible... where did you learn such techniques?" asked a third.

"The illusion magic was naturally learned from parents and friends during childhood... but using it like this? Probably since I entered the brothel. It doesn't work well with dark elf clients, but human travelers often seem satisfied just by air sex before leaving."

"Heretic..."

"It doesn't matter much; the gains are roughly the same."

"...By the way, if I were to have that done to me... in a gang rape by Becker or something like that..."

"I can do it?"

"...S-some other time then."

"Mm-hmm♪"

When Sieg woke up, the Ariels and Roses, each group of ten, had vanished.

The remaining single Ariels were chatting and laughing at the edge of the bed.

"...Ugh. I'm super exhausted."

"Oh, you're awake. Good work, Sieg-san."

"...I feel like I wasted quite a lot of shots."

The Ariels and Roses who drained Sieg should have been mostly illusions.

Though he'd gotten carried away and ejaculated repeatedly, both of them were fairly serious about aiming for pregnancy, so surely they wouldn't want him wasting his efforts? That's what Sieg thought with his foggy mind.

But...

"Wasted shots?"

"Not a single drop was wasted."

As the two lifted their hips, their buttocks and upper thighs were smeared with copious amounts of cloudy white fluid.

"Thank you for the feast♪"

"...You're welcome."

While thinking about trivial things like why someone wearing an apron is being treated to something by someone not wearing one, Sieg was utterly drained.
Queeka is still far away.