From the special paper bonus for Celesta's northern forest in Volume 1 of the book edition. This story takes place between episodes 30 and 31.
In this area, villages and colonies are sparse, so even if a dragon lands or takes off, it only causes birds and animals to panic without much disturbance to anyone else.
We had been traveling by dragon from Tark towards the capital city when we decided to take our nth toilet break here.
...Of course, "toilet break" doesn't mean that you're not allowed to do anything other than use the bathroom. After being cramped in a carriage for so long, your body wants some stretching and light exercise. And after spending hours in an unstable situation up in the air, lying down on solid ground with your back against it can be quite appealing.
So Diane-san gave everyone about half an hour of free time to do as they pleased.
...Among them, I couldn't move my legs much so there wasn't a lot I could do. Of course, using crutches would allow me to walk around, but the effort and hassle of getting down from the carriage versus just taking it easy and sitting around was something I preferred.

“Huh. So you won’t come?”

“There’s nothing particularly special around here for me, and I don’t feel like walking with a cane.”

“You’re not going to ask Hilda to make your legs work again?”

“I could, but there’s no point in forcing myself to move if I’m not really into it… Besides, Hilda is probably just taking a break too.”

“Are you being modest or are you just impatient? …You’ve got this special hole for mating. If you’re bored, why don’t you use it?”

Straightforward. She’s pushing me.

No, I’m not trying to avoid sex or anything like that?

But wait a minute. I was still a virgin until recently!

Sure, the timing is great and all, but give me some time! This is my chance! Let’s do this! Take off your clothes! Why are you so eager when I need more time to get into it.

“To be honest, making out of this situation with an injured leg in just thirty minutes is a bit difficult for me.”

「Ho. The atmosphere.”

Lyra mimicked back, and with a somewhat exasperated look, she lightly ran her fingers through her hair.

“Even if you’re talking about lovers, why do I have to constantly cater to the mood of a female slave? Why don’t you just take off your clothes and spread your legs?”

“No, that’s really only something you’d do.”

Everyone might be saying they were fine with being slaves, but it would still be jarring if someone suddenly said that.

I had no confidence in enduring the atmosphere to thoroughly screw a harsh master within 30 minutes.

“So why don’t I just order me to do so? Or even Jeanne?”

“Eh…”

Lyra looked down at me as if to say, “What’s got you so worked up,” but suddenly jumping into such play would be difficult for my state of mind.

In fact, if we were going to do it, I’d first have to call Hilda back to move her legs. She wasn’t visible anymore.

“…Damn it, I’m impatient. Let’s do this, Jeanne.”

“What?”

Jeanne suddenly appeared from a blind spot.

She had apparently been listening outside the carriage all along. It would’ve been less startling if she’d shown her face first.

Lyra grabbed and yanked off Jeanne’s clothes as soon as she hopped onto the carriage. The clothes came off like those of a toddler changing into pajamas. Jeanne cheerfully pulled her arms out, shaking her hair to straighten it. She looked adorable, but I didn’t find her in just her panties and collar erotic.

Then Lyra stripped too, revealing her impressive breasts and slender waist that exuded an intense eroticism. As someone who preferred large breasts, I couldn’t help but be drawn to her.

Seeing Jeanne’s flat body made me think about what was inside, but imagining it enough to stretch my nose out was still a bit difficult.

“Mm. Is Lila’s breasts really that good?”

“Well, as a man… I can’t help but be drawn to them.”

“But even for a dwarf like Lila, her breasts are just too much…”

“Hehe. Jeanne and you have this,”

Lila inserted her hand into Jeanne’s armpit and lifted her in front of me.

Jeanne’s panties came into view.

“This inside… This small, tight place is your strength, isn’t it?♪ I can’t compete with that.”

“S-Smaller is better?”

“In other races, this would tear apart, but a dwarf’s vagina is sturdy. Its size and narrowness are delicious to our master, aren’t they?♪”

Lila’s mature naked body, Jeanne’s small vaginal opening.

Both sensations came back to me, and I finally felt ready for sex as my erection pushed up against the fabric of my pants. But with one leg out of commission, things were going to take a while.
Even lifting myself off my good knee was difficult, so after fumbling around half-undressing my pants, it took quite some time before I could even get them down enough to pull out.
“...Ho ho. Look, Jeanne. Your master is getting rather flustered trying to reach your hole.”
“Wah…♪”
Don’t call me flustered. My feelings are actually pretty delicate.
Blushing, the erection that had come from imagining Jeanne’s pussy was now straining out of my pants.
I took a deep breath and reached up to Jeanne’s hanging hips, pulling down her panties.
The thin fabric slipped off her slender, childlike waist, revealing her innocent crotch. I imagined my cock spreading apart her small labia and feeling the tight grip of her pussy, causing it to twitch involuntarily.

「Ah... You want to stick your thick dick in here, don’t you?♪」

「Yeah...」

Lyla’s mature and sensual body contrasts with Jeanne’s delicate and youthful one. I get to enjoy both of these contrasting beauties.

Now, my dick isn’t exactly huge—though it might be for Jeanne’s small frame.

「Ho ho. Then let me put it in...♪」

Lyla lowers her hand slowly and places Jeanne on top of me while she sits on the chair. With one hand, Lyla guides Jeanne’s pussy onto my dick, spreading her lips wide.

「Nnku... Uhn... Ah... Haa... Nn♪」

Jeanne accepts it eagerly with a face full of excitement.

I thrust deep into her in this missionary position and take a breath. Then Lyla holds Jeanne’s waist and starts moving her body up and down forcefully.

“Uwah… L-Laila, my lady… Ah, nyaah!?”
“Heh. Master can’t take it anymore. I must help him.”
The other female slave was being forced to have sex with her.
A painful scene… but Jeanne is a true masochist.
She quickly adapts to such rough treatment and I don’t need to worry about her.
Her small, tight vagina is the perfect tool for pleasure.
When it’s moved up and down by Laila’s strong hands, there’s no way she can last long.
I look away from Jeanne, who clings to me and moans with her tongue out, biting my lip as I try not to cum.
But that only works for a few seconds.
Jeanne’s young vagina, being thrust into by Laila’s hand in quick motions, doesn’t give me any time to recover.

“Kuha... and it’s coming out...!”

“Funiyaahh...♪”

After spraying my semen inside her small womb, I enjoyed the pleasure of my vision flickering.

As I calmed down my trembling breath, I looked at Jeanne who was also being toyed with by an unexpected pleasure.

“Ehehe. It’s coming out.”

“It is coming out.”

“Ho. Next it will be me. There is no time to rest.”

Lyra gave a wicked smile from the shadow of Jeanne’s head.

From outside the carriage, someone called out to stop her.

“...Sorry, but the time has passed.”

It was Diane. The other kids were gathered around us from a distance.

“Ho. You’re being stingy, aren’t you? Can’t you wait another ten or twenty minutes?”

“No can do. I’ll let this go as Andy’s wish, but if I start making exceptions beyond that point, everyone will want one too.”

“There’s no need to panic. We could just have a wild night here and get it all out of our systems.”

“If we waste time like that, the mission won’t be over in just one night!”

Um, Diane… It makes me happy, but if you keep saying “I wanna do it” too, I’ll feel a bit helpless.

It’s getting really out of hand.

From the Toranoana bonus paper for Volume 1 of the light novel. This story takes place around chapters 30–31 of the main text.

A forest in northern Celesta.
In this area, villages and colonies are sparse; even if a dragon lands or takes off, it only causes a minor stir among the birds and animals, causing little actual nuisance.
Having been traveling from Talc toward the Royal Capital on dragonback, we decided to take one of our frequent restroom breaks here.
...Of course, "restroom break" doesn't mean we aren't allowed to do anything other than use the bathroom.
When you're cramped inside a carriage, you want to stretch your limbs and get a bit of light exercise.
When you've spent hours in the unstable environment of the sky, you even find yourself longing to just lie spread-eagle with your back against the ground.
And so, following Diane-san's directive that we were free to do as we pleased for about thirty minutes, everyone went about their own business.
...In the midst of all that, I wasn't capable of much since my legs wouldn't move.
Of course, I could move if I used crutches, but when weighing the effort of struggling out of the carriage and walking unsteadily against the benefit of a little change of pace, I preferred to just sit leisurely and wait.

"Ho. Are you not coming out?"

"There's nothing particularly unusual about this place for me, and walking with a cane is a hassle."

"Will you not ask Hilda to perform that procedure to make you able to walk?"

"I could, but I don't feel like moving that much... besides, Hilda-san is probably in the middle of her own change of pace."

"Is it your modesty, or are you simply frustrating? ...You have finally obtained a hole dedicated to mating. If you have time to kill, why do you not use it?"

That was a direct hit. I recoiled.
No, it's not that I dislike sex or that I'm bored with it, okay?
But please, hold on a second. I was a virgin until just the other day.
No matter how much the timing is ripe, I don't possess a heart powerful enough to suddenly say, "Oh, what a great chance! Let's do it! Strip!"

"...To be honest, in these mere thirty minutes, while in this physically impaired state, setting the mood to lead into sex is a high-difficulty task for me."

"Ho. 'Setting the mood'?"

Lyra parroted me, then brushed her hair back with a look of mild exasperation.

"If you were a lover, perhaps, but why must you check the mood of a female-hole slave every single time? You should simply tell her to strip and spread her legs, and that would suffice."

"No, you're probably the only one who would actually spread her legs like that, aren't you?"

Even if everyone says they're fine being slaves, it's still a bit jarring when said so abruptly.

I have absolutely no confidence that I could withstand that atmosphere, pierce through a merciless Mistress, and get it done within thirty minutes.

"Then you need only command me as such. If you prefer, Jeanne will do."

"Ugh..."

Lyra looked down at me as if to say, "What is it that concerns you so much?" but it's difficult to mentally prepare for that kind of play so suddenly.

In fact, if we're going to do this, I need to call Hilda-san back first so my legs can move. She's no longer in my line of sight.

"...Ugh, how frustrating. We shall do it, Jeanne."
"Fine."
Suddenly, Jeanne emerged from my blind spot.
It seems she had been listening right outside the carriage the whole time. It's startling, so I'd appreciate it if she showed her face from the start.
Lyra grabbed Jeanne's clothes—as she had just hopped onto the carriage—and pulled upward with force.
It popped off just like a toddler being changed.
Jeanne, who innocently raised her hands to pull her arms from her sleeves and ruffled her hair into place, was a heartwarming sight. However, even when she was left in only her panties and collar, I didn't find it erotic.
Or so I thought, until Lyra stripped roughly as well.
Her magnificent large breasts and alluringly cinched waist asserted a dense eroticism. As someone who inherently prefers large breasts, my eyes were inevitably drawn to them.
At this stage, looking at Jeanne's flat body and remembering the sensation of what's "inside" to immediately start getting turned on was still a bit too high a difficulty level.

"Muu... Is Sister Lyra's chest really that great?"

"W-well... as a man, you can't help but be drawn to breasts."

"Even for a Dwarf, breasts like Sister Lyra's are a bit much..."

"Ho-ho. Jeanne, you have this part, don't you?"

Lyra slid her hand under Jeanne's armpit and hoisted her up in front of me.

Jeanne's panties were now right before my eyes.

"This inside... this small, tight little spot is your true strength,♪ I must admit, even I cannot compete with this."

"I-is a smaller size better, then?"

"In other races, it would surely tear, but a Dwarf's female orifice is sturdy. I imagine that smallness must be quite delicious for our Master,♪"

Lyra's mature, naked body; Jeanne's tiny vaginal opening.

Recalling the sensation of both, my mind finally shifted toward copulation, and my erection strained against the fabric of my trousers.

However, because one of my legs was useless, everything from there was a struggle.

Even lifting my hips was difficult without being able to brace myself with my lower leg, and it took a great deal of effort just to fumble with my pants, half-undressing them to get it out.

"...Ho-ho. Look, Jeanne. Master is panicking quite pathetically because he's so eager to taste your hole."

"Waa...♪"

Please don't call it pathetic. My feelings are surprisingly delicate, you know.

Blushing, I pulled my cock out, and it arched upward as I imagined Jeanne's insides.

After taking a heavy breath, I reached for Jeanne's waist, which was suspended in mid-air, and slowly slid her panties down.

As the fabric was cleared away from her slender, youthful waist, her innocent crotch was revealed.

The moment I imagined my cock crudely spreading those tiny labia and experiencing that intense constriction, my cock twitched and arched involuntarily.

"Aha... I want... to thrust the Centurion's thick cock... right into this spot...♪"

"Ah..."

In contrast to the mature, fleshy physicality of Lyra, the charm of Jeanne's youthful, delicate body pressed in on me.

I could savor these two women, who radiated such opposite charms, however I pleased.

Whether my cock was "exceptionally" thick is... well, I have to add the caveat that it's thick for Jeanne's body.

"Ho-ho. In that case, let us thrust...♪"

Lyra, holding Jeanne's body aloft, slowly lowered her. Jeanne's body was lowered onto me while I sat in the chair, and with one hand, my targeted cock began to spread Jeanne's labia wide.

"Nngh... ugh, ah... haah... ngh♪"

With a face flushed with pure excitement, Jeanne accepted it submissively.

After thrusting deep in a face-to-face position, Lyra shifted her hands to Jeanne's waist and began to forcibly move her small body up and down.

"Uwah... S-Sister Lyra... Ah, nyaa!?"

"Ho-ho. Master cannot thrust upward himself. We must assist him."

A female slave being forced into mating by another female slave.

It's a... painful sight, but Jeanne is a purebred masochist.

After a short period of this forced intercourse, she had completely adapted, leaving me no time to be worried.

Her small, tight vagina was the ultimate tool for inducing pleasure.

When subjected to being moved up and down by the hands of a powerful dragon, there was no way she could endure it for long.

I gritted my teeth and stared at the ceiling of the carriage, trying to look away from Jeanne, who was clinging to me and panting with her tongue out, desperately trying to hold back my ejaculation.

But that only worked for a few moments.

The small, youthful vagina, being vibrated rapidly by Lyra's hands, gave me no window to cool down.

"Kuh... it's... coming...!"

"Fnyaaaaa...♪"

Erupting my semen into her tiny womb, savoring the pleasure that made my vision flicker.

As I worked to steady my trembling breath, I met the eyes of Jeanne, who was equally tossed about by the unexpected ecstasy.

"...Ehehe. It came out."

"It did."

"Hah! Next is my turn. There is no time for resting!"

Peeking from behind Jeanne's head, Lyra flashed a fearless grin.

But from outside the carriage, a voice called out to stop them.

"...I'm sorry, but we're behind schedule."

It was Diane-san. The other girls had gathered at a distance as well.

"Hah. How stingy. Surely you can wait for one more round—twenty minutes or so at most?"

"No. I'll allow it this far as it's Andy's doing, but if I grant any more exceptions, there will be no end to it."

"There's no need to be in such a rush. We might as well just all carouse here for the whole night."

"If we neglect our objective, a single night won't be enough to stop us!"

Um, Diane-san... I am very happy, truly, but it's a little problematic when you let your true feelings of "I want to do it too" leak out so blatantly.

Things were finally starting to spiral out of control.

From the Tora no Ana bonus paper included with Volume 1 of the book. This story takes place somewhere between chapters 30 and 31 of the main narrative.

The forests of northern Celesta.

This area is sparsely populated, with few villages or colonies. Even if a dragon were to take off or land here, it would only cause a minor commotion among the birds and animals—hardly any real trouble.

We were traveling by dragon from Tark to the royal capital when we decided to take our nth bathroom break here.

…Though "bathroom break" doesn’t mean we can’t do anything else, of course.

Being cooped up in a carriage makes you want to stretch your legs and get some exercise. After hours in the unstable environment above the clouds, you just crave lying flat on your back with your spine pressed against the ground.

So, at Diane’s behest, we were free to do as we pleased for about thirty minutes. Everyone went their own way.

…And in that chaos, I couldn’t really do much because my legs wouldn’t move.

Of course, I could use crutches and get around, but the trouble of struggling out of the carriage and walking seemed like more effort than it was worth—especially when a simple change of pace sounded appealing. So, I figured I’d just sit back and wait.

"Ho? You’re not coming?"

"There’s nothing particularly interesting here for me, and walking with a cane is a pain."

"Didn’t you ask Hilda to perform that procedure to make you walk again?"

"I could have, but I don’t need to go that far… Besides, Hilda’s probably enjoying her break too."

"You’re so hesitant. …Or frustrating. …You’ve got a prime mating hole now. If you’re bored, why not use it?"

A direct hit. I flinch.

No, it’s not like I hate sex or anything?

But wait a minute. Until recently, I was still a virgin.

Even if the timing is perfect, "Hey, this is a great chance! Let’s do it! Strip! Open up!"—I just don’t have the guts to say that out of nowhere.

"…Honestly, trying to create the right atmosphere and get into that in thirty minutes while I’m stuck like this? That’s too difficult for me."

"Ho? Atmosphere?"

Lila parrots me. Then, with a slightly exasperated look, she ruffles her hair.

"If we were lovers, fine, but why must you bother appeasing the mood of a female hole slave? Just strip and spread your legs already!"

"Seriously? You’re the only one who’d actually do that?"

Even if everyone says they’re okay with being slaves, suddenly saying that would probably confuse them.

I can’t endure that atmosphere and put up with such a harsh master in just thirty minutes.

"That’s why you should order me to do it. Or even Jeanne."

"Ehh…"

Lila glares down at me as if to say, "What’s the big deal?" But suddenly doing something like that would make it hard for me to get into the mood.

Besides, if we’re going to do this, I’d need to call Hilda back first so I can move my legs. She’s not even visible anymore.

"…Damn it, frustrating! Alright, Jeanne!"

"Mmph."

Jeanne suddenly appeared from out of nowhere.

She must have been listening right outside the carriage the whole time. It’s startling—she should at least show her face from the start.

Lila hopped onto the carriage after Jeanne and grabbed her clothes carelessly, yanking them upward.

It came off with a whoosh, just like a toddler changing.

Jeanne, raising her hands innocently to pull the clothes off and then smoothing back her hair, is adorable. But even with just panties and a collar, she doesn’t feel erotic.

Then Laila stripped down roughly too.

Her magnificent breasts and alluringly curved waist declare a potent sensuality. As someone who’s always preferred big boobs, my eyes are inevitably drawn to them.

Looking at Jeanne’s flat-chested body, remembering the feel of what’s inside—it’s still a little too difficult to get excited about her right now.

"Hmm. Are Laila-nee-sama’s breasts really that good?"

"W-well… as a man, boobs are pretty much unavoidable."

"Even for a dwarf, Laila-nee-sama’s boobs are a bit much…"

"Heh heh. Jeanne, you have this here, yes?"

Laila reached into Jeanne’s armpit and hoisted her up in front of me.

Jeanne’s panties came into view.

"That inside… that small, tight space—that’s your strength! Even I can’t compete with that."

"S-so being small is good, huh?"

"Other races would tear apart, but a dwarf’s snatch is sturdy. That smallness will be delicious for our master!"

Laila’s mature naked body, Jeanne’s tiny vagina.

Remembering the feel of both, I finally felt my mood shift toward coupling, and my erection pushed against the fabric of my pants.

But with one leg useless, things were going to take a while.

Even lifting my hips was difficult without leverage from below the knee, so I fumbled around, half-undressing myself just to get it out.

"...Heh heh. Look, Jeanne. Our master is embarrassingly impatient to taste your hole."

"Wow…♪"

Don’t say “embarrassingly.” My feelings are surprisingly delicate, you know?

The cock I pulled out, flushed with embarrassment, twitched at the thought of being inside Jeanne’s vagina.

Taking a breath, I reached for Jeanne’s hips, which were dangling midair, and slowly lowered her panties.

The cloth was peeled away from her slender, still-childlike waist, revealing her innocent crotch.

Imagining my cock crudely spreading those small labia, feeling the tight grip—my erection twitched involuntarily.

"Ah… I wanna slam Tencho’s thick dick into this…"

"Ah…"

Contrasting Laila’s mature, fleshly presence, Jeanne’s youthful, delicate body becomes even more alluring.

I get to savor these two bodies radiating opposite charms however I like.

Whether my cock is particularly thick… well, for Jeanne’s body, that’s a necessary disclaimer.

"Heh heh. Then let’s do it…"

Laila, holding Jeanne’s body aloft, slowly lowered her until Jeanne’s form was hovering over me, still seated. Her small labia were spread open by my cock as I aimed for her.

"Ngh… u-ah… haa… ngh♪"

Jeanne accepted with flushed excitement.

I thrust deep in face-to-face position, then paused to catch my breath. Laila placed a hand on Jeanne’s hips and began forcing her small body up and down.

"Uwah… Laila-neechama… A, nyaaah!?"

"Hoho. The Master cannot be denied his pleasure. I must assist."

A female slave being forcibly bred by another.
A pitiful sight… yet Jeanne is a pure masochist.
Given even a moment with such forced intercourse, she adapts completely—leaving me no room for worry.
Her small, tight cunt is the perfect instrument for inducing pleasure.
But when it’s thrashed up and down by the hands of a strong dragon, there’s no way she’ll last long.
I avert my gaze from Jeanne, clinging and moaning with her tongue out, biting my lip as I watch the ceiling of the carriage, resisting climax.
But that only lasts for a few moments.
Her young womb, being shaken rapidly by Laila’s hands, grants me no respite to cool down.
"Kuh… I’m gonna—!"
"Fnnnyaaaah…♪"

I feel the pleasure as I blast my seed into her small womb, vision flickering.

Regaining my trembling breath, I meet Jeanne’s eyes, equally tossed about by unexpected ecstasy.

"...Ehehe. You’re coming."

"I am."

"Ho. Next is me. There’s no time for rest."

Laila grins wickedly from behind Jeanne’s head.

Then, a voice calls out from outside the carriage.

"...I’m sorry, but time has passed."

It was Diane. The others were gathering at a distance.

"Ho. How stingy. Can’t you wait another go, maybe twenty minutes?"

"No. I’ll allow this much as per Andy’s wishes, but granting further exceptions will open the floodgates—everyone will want their turn!"

"You needn’t rush so. Why not just throw a wild party here for the night?"

"If we ignore our purpose, it won’t end in just one night!"

That Diane… I’m happy, really, but if everyone’s true desire—"I also want to fuck"—is just let loose like that, it’ll get out of hand.
It’s finally spiraling out of control.

Excerpt from the bonus paper included with Volume 1 of the book edition, featuring a scene set between chapters 30 and 31 of the main story.

In the northern forests of Celesta.
This area is sparsely populated, with villages and colonies scattered far apart. Even if a dragon lands or takes off here, it merely startles birds and animals without causing much disturbance.

Tark and I had been traveling by dragon toward the capital, and after several stops, we decided to take a break here.
...Though "a toilet break" doesn't mean we're strictly forbidden from doing anything else.
After hours confined in the cramped carriage, one naturally feels the urge to stretch or move around lightly.
Being airborne for so long in such an unstable position makes one crave nothing more than lying flat on one's back with one's back against the ground.

That's why Diane allowed us about thirty minutes of free time to do as we pleased, and everyone went about their own activities accordingly.
...As for me, since my legs wouldn't move, there wasn't much I could really do.
Of course, I could use crutches to walk around, but weighing the effort of carefully stepping down from the rattling carriage against a brief change of pace, I found myself preferring to simply sit and wait quietly.

"Hm. You're not coming out?"

"These parts aren't particularly interesting to me anyway, and walking with a cane is troublesome."

"Then why not ask Hilda for that treatment to make you walk again?"

"I could ask, but I don't really feel like moving that much... Besides, even Hilda needs a break herself."

"You're being too modest, or perhaps frustrating. ...We've finally acquired this special breeding chamber. If you have spare time, why not use it?"

Direct hit. I stumbled.
No, I'm not suddenly repulsed by intimacy or bored with it?
But wait a moment—I was still a virgin just recently!
Even though the timing might seem right, this is an opportunity that's perfectly suited for someone in my condition! Shouldn't I say things like "Let's do it!" or "Take your clothes off!"? But I simply don't possess such a powerful mindset yet.

"...To be honest, creating the right atmosphere and leading to intimacy within these mere thirty minutes, while also being unable to move my legs properly, is too difficult for me."

"Hm. Atmosphere?"

Laira parroted back those words, then raised her hair slightly with an expression that seemed half-amused, half-disappointed.

"If you're calling us lovers, fine—but why must I constantly gauge the mood of a female slave? Just take off your clothes and spread your legs already!"

"No, but only someone like you would actually do that if asked to spread their legs, right?"

Even though everyone says they're okay with being slaves, bringing up such a request so abruptly would surely cause confusion.
Enduring that atmosphere while maintaining the stern demeanor of my master, I have absolutely no confidence we could wrap this up within thirty minutes.

"Then just order me to do it. If you'd like, even Jeanne would suffice."

"Eh...?"

Laira looked down at me as if to say, "What's so important about that?", but suddenly initiating such a play would be difficult for me to prepare myself for emotionally.
Besides, if we're going to do this, I need to call Hilda back first to help me move my legs. She's not even visible right now.

"...Damn it, this is frustrating. Alright, Jeanne, let's go!"

"Understood."

Suddenly, Jeanne appeared from a blind spot.
She had been listening quietly just outside the carriage all along. I'd prefer if she'd shown her face from the start so as not to startle me.
Laira leaped onto the carriage and casually grabbed Jeanne's clothing, pulling upward with a swift motion.

She slipped out of her clothes with a sudden, effortless motion, as if changing diapers.
Jeanne raised her hands innocently to pull the garments off, then brushed her hair away with a pasa-pasa sound, arranging it neatly. She looked adorable. Yet even stripped down to just her panties and collar, she didn't feel particularly erotic.

Then Laila carelessly shed her own clothes.
Her magnificent breasts and curvaceous waist, tapering sensually, radiated an intense eroticism. As someone who has always favored large-breasted women, I found myself irresistibly drawn to her.

Seeing Jeanne's smooth, childlike body, recalling the sensation of its interior, suddenly made my nose twitch—but achieving that level of arousal was still too difficult for now.

"Mm... Sister Laila's breasts are truly amazing."

"W-well... as a man, one can't help but be drawn to breasts."

"Even so, dwarven women with breasts like Sister Laila's are a bit much..."

"Hmph. Jeanne, you have this here."

Laila reached into Jeanne's armpit and suddenly lifted her panties right in front of me.

The panties appeared before my eyes.

"This inner space... your strength lies precisely in how small and narrow it is♪ Even I couldn't possibly match that."

"B-but isn't smaller better?"

"Other races would tear apart, but a dwarf female's hole is sturdy. That smallness must delight our Master♪"

Laila's mature naked form contrasted with Jeanne's tiny vaginal opening.
Recalling both sensations, I finally found my mind turning toward intercourse, and my erection pushed against the fabric of my pants.
But since one leg was useless, things became complicated from there.
Simply lifting my hips required firm support below the knees; otherwise, it would be a struggle. After fumbling for a while, I managed to pull down my pants halfway just enough to retrieve what I needed.

"...Hmph. Look, Jeanne. Our Master is shamelessly eager to taste your hole."

"Waa...♪"

Please don't say things like "shamelessly." My feelings are surprisingly delicate.

My penis, flushed with embarrassment, arched as it imagined penetrating Jeanne's vagina.

After taking a brief breath, I reached out to the floating waist of Jeanne and slowly pulled down her panties.

The cloth was removed from her slender, youthful waist, revealing her innocent crotch.

As my penis vulgarly spread her tiny labia, imagining the moment of intense constriction, it involuntarily jerked upward.

"Aha... I want to fuck your here with a ten-man-commander-sized thick dong♪"

"Yes..."

Contrasting Laila's mature, fleshy body with Jeanne's young and delicate form, her charm pressed forward.
I could freely enjoy these two female bodies radiating such opposite attractions.
Though my penis isn't exceptionally large... well, at least for Jeanne's body, I suppose that needs clarification.

"Hmph. Then let me fuck you...♪"

Laila, holding Jeanne's body in her arms, slowly lowered her hands. While seated on the chair, she positioned Jeanne above me. With one hand, she firmly spread Jeanne's labia around my erect penis.

"Nn-ku... u, ah... haa... nn♪"

Jeanne, fully aroused, willingly accepted it.

Deeply penetrating her in a face-to-face seated position, after catching my breath, Laila shifted her hand to Jeanne's waist and began forcibly moving her small body up and down.

"Uaaah... L-Lady Lyra... Ah, nya-ah!?"

"Hoho. Your master is not being pushed away. I must come to your aid."

A female slave being forced into intercourse by other female slaves.

It's a pitiful scene... yet Jeanne is a purebred masochist.

Even with such rough sex, after a short while she fully adapts, and I no longer have time to worry.

Her small, cramped vagina is the perfect tool for arousing pleasure.

And when it's thrust up and down by the hands of a powerful dragon, there's no way she can endure it for long.

I avert my eyes from Jeanne, who clings to me and pants with her tongue lolling out, gritting my teeth as I stare at the carriage ceiling, holding back my ejaculation.

But that only works for a few seconds.

The young vagina Lyra shakes vigorously in her hand leaves no gap for my cooldown.

"Kuh... it's, it's coming out..."

"Fnyaaahhh...♪"

Spraying semen into her tiny womb, I savor the pleasure as my vision flickers.

While steadying my trembling breath, I meet Jeanne's eyes, who is also being tossed about by unexpected pleasure.

"...Ehehe. It's coming out."

"It's coming out."

"Ho. Next time it'll be me. There's no time to rest, you know?"

Lyra flashes a mischievous smirk from behind the shadow of Jeanne's head.

Then, from outside the carriage, a voice calls out.

"...Sorry, but time is up."

It was Miss Diane. The other girls had gathered at a distance.

"Ho. How stingy. Just one more shot, you can't wait even twenty minutes?"

"No way. I'll allow this much as per Andy's wishes, but if we make exceptions beyond this point, there will be no end to it."

"There's no need to panic. Why not just let everyone go wild here for a night?"

"If we neglect our purpose, even a night won't suffice!"

Oh, Miss Diane... I'm very happy about this, but having my true feelings—"I want to have sex too"—treated as a tantrum is a bit troublesome.

Things are finally getting out of hand.