Frena, Neia's daughter, does have a somewhat rambunctious streak, but she is by no means a lewd child. I think that much. While Neia herself has lost all resistance to sex, she's not the type to seek it out proactively; she would never engage in anything like "sex education" for her children. Though honestly, most families don't do that sort of thing either. In our case, however, it happens frequently—just look at how my female slave mothers live happily and completely naked in the Naked Palace. If children grow up there until they develop fully, they can't help but become fascinated by the opposite sex's bodies and the act of sex itself.

Well, while blindfolding them now would be silly, and even without needing examples like the Cat-Folk Colony or Misty Palace, there are certainly worlds out there with cultures liberated from shame regarding sex and nudity. Drawing on the wisdom of long-lived races—who believe that providing choices only after imparting proper knowledge is key—we've adopted a policy of teaching our children early on that we are a "special family" and explaining everything about sex without holding back. While I'm not entirely confident that this will cultivate average moral standards, my female slave companions from diverse backgrounds remind me that ethics vary by social class and nation regardless of species, so I'll just accept that as true. But perhaps I shouldn't discuss the excess pleasures of sex too freely with my daughter after all... Though honestly, if I prepared enough to answer her when she shamelessly waits in total nudity hoping for Daddy's soft penis to plump up again, that would be good. And also, when teaching this, I must make sure to emphasize clearly that this is for "when you're an adult." People like Cosmo Shoten's Marche or our Elenia are truly special exceptions.

...What? Wasn't it okay in the old Desert South if a girl could marry at 12? Isn't it still current law in some Elven territories today?

Well, well that's them. But we're us.

...But having Elenia as a real-life example makes "but we're different" just another lie, doesn't it?

Ah, damn it all.

Anyway lately, Frena has been strangely clinging to me for attention—in a sexual way.

"Elenia is hopeless at this point, but I want to make Frena give up on it. Such an adorable thing... if she grows into adulthood even a bit more, she'll definitely be popular... get popular... kyuuh!"

"Why are you looking so regretful...?"

"Thinking about how boys around here would casually chat with such a cute girl like that... and imagining her being truly pleased by it... what kind of trial does that pose for a father...!!"

"...Haha."

That's the kind of forced laugh Neia gives when she doesn't know how to respond. Right now, I'm heading home after finishing smithing deliveries at the town. In Polka, where multiple blacksmith shops have opened due to population growth, there aren't many ordinary jobs coming my way as usual, though a few do come through. It's more about leveraging our accessibility; when other easy-to-reach shops get busy, someone finally thinks, "Hey, we can handle it here!" and requests us. I've put up a sign near the counter of the guesthouse I manage saying "Smisson Armory - General Smithing Contract Accepted," but everyone seems reluctant to hire unless absolutely necessary, even though Jeanne still helps out and our quality is reliable. Perhaps using the word "general" is unwise?

...Or maybe the female slaves are subtly obstructing requests just because my sex frequency decreases when I'm busy?

"If you're really that reluctant to part, maybe you should just let me have Frena."

"Don't just give up so casually on a child, Neia. Children need a place where they can sleep peacefully without worry. If the parents meant to protect them turn their desires toward them, where could they possibly hide?"

"Indeed... I must admit, I feel most safe sleeping while being held, so I don't fully understand."

"...You're also special then."

After all, appealing to Neia—who cannot truly be said to have "parents" in the general sense and had to endure an impossibly harsh adolescence—wouldn't earn any empathy. Besides, stating that sleeping soundly while being repeatedly penetrated by me without condom protection feels more like a special fetish than just needing comfort might be accurate when seen calmly.

"But Frena isn't stupid, and she never does anything she truly dislikes under any circumstances... so I don't think it's purely competitive feelings toward Elenia."

"Perhaps they simply haven't experienced romance yet?"

"If you say that, quite a few will relate to this... I suspect my own timing of engaging in sex after properly experiencing romance is also questionable."

"...Yeah. Sorry."

I'll leave them be; otherwise things might end spectacularly on their own, so I acted firmly. Yes. Also, among the female slaves, there are indeed quite a few whose sexual acts precede romantic love. The Cat-Folk group especially shows clear precedence of libido and reproduction. Saying "it's bad if this is missing" would only paralyze movement in various ways. Troublesome.

"If you just want to be indulged, please say so. Since I can't bring myself to admit that, I suspect you're trying to get attention by pretending to counteract the same situation as Elenia..."

"Hmm, maybe."

Neia smiles softly.

Cute. She has that classic elfish look, and she hasn't aged much since I first met her.

The only difference now is her swollen belly.

"If you think about it, I'd really appreciate if you stayed obsessively devoted to your father until the next one is fully weaned, since I won't be paying much attention to Frena for a while."

"The idea of leaving him in his father's care isn't terrible, but aren't you crossing some pretty questionable lines!?"

"Alright, look... it's not Celesta or anything like that... She's still my daughter, after all."

She averts her gaze.

"...Maybe the reason I love you is because of your bloodline. You're probably sexually attracted to me for the same reason."

"That sounds dangerously close to incest! Like what married couples in love end up doing!?"

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Well, I mean...

At its core, this stems from a harem-esque moral framework where "not monopolizing a single man" is perfectly acceptable. Once you cross that line and start acting like an actual family member, refusing to do the same becomes impossible because everyone starts thinking, "Next will be me!"

Of course, I absolutely adore my beautifully raised daughters—with none of those dirty sexual undertones. But if they come running towards me willingly, I can't just push them away. A proper couple would have a solid defense like, "I only belong to Mama," but I don't have that shield at all. When my beloved daughter falls head over heels for me, I lack the one move needed to cut ties. And now that we've allowed Elenia to slip in, it's even harder.

"S-so, still, taking a girl like her..."

"I'm bigger than you already."

"Is Jeanne sitting there?"

When characters like Jeanne or Irina or Solis-san show up, small girls inevitably fall within range as well, making this defense incredibly fragile.

"When she reached this height, Cosmo Mom even laughed and said it wasn't too crazy to just be careful about pregnancy...♪"

"That person...!?"

Finally, at the Viper Palace's hot spring area, I can no longer push Frena away as she straddles me while lying down, spreading her slender legs and parting her tiny lips.

"After all, if it's your daughter's first time, you'd want to claim it for yourself... right? I know all about that stuff...♪"

"That's normally against the rules!"

"...Or we could just casually stick a stick in there?"

"It'll definitely fail!?"

"What if we let some random boy from Grance do it?"

"Just imagining it makes me want to die."

That's manipulative, isn't that? That kind of leading question would never get Dad to agree. He'd never say yes, he couldn't possibly say yes. I think Elenia might have said something similar once, but who was the one giving her hints?

...There are far too many suspicious suspects.

"So it looks like only Dad can do it...♪"

"That's not what normal daughters think about their dad's wishes!"

No, it wasn't that I wanted my daughter with me specifically. What I truly can't stand is my innocent virginity being casually used as a tool or scattered by some stranger whose face I don't even know—and even worse, if the person knows me well, which makes it all the more unbearable. There's no way to fix that feeling because it simply cannot be fixed.

"This isn't Dad's wish—it's my own... We're mutual...♪"

"Guh guh..."

Frena slowly lowers her hips.

Her face, still bearing traces of youth and very similar to Neia's, shows a mix of tension and excitement—a precarious state right at the edge of breaking.

Even though she sounds lewd by just listening to her words, something must have led her, through many hesitations and firm decisions, to trap herself into this point of no return so she wouldn't back down.

The few female slaves and other women in the hot springs area were watching her outrageous act with smiles of amusement.

"Wait—stop that? Are you trying to have sex with your father?" "Isn't having sex with your father just out of the question?"

"N-Not everyone has to copy Elenia so closely..."

"...Let me try it, too."

A soft murmur from Frena made me flinch slightly.

It felt like I'd brushed against something taboo.

Even though I've had all sorts of dealings with many girls, I can still sense the warning signs when waves are coming.

Will Frena...

"Let me try it!! Like Mom and Elenia held you—loved you to the fullest, spoiled you... Why can't I do that kind of thing!?"

"That's just how fathers are supposed to..."

"I want you, Dad! I want you to make me feel good, to bring me pleasure... If it feels good for Elenia, it should be fine for me too! Like Mom, hugging until we're both exhausted, sharing pleasure... I want to be happy! Why is this forbidden!? I don't want anyone else to make me feel good!"

"Aaah..."

Damn it, I really can't argue against this.

My daughter thinks of me so deeply. Knowing all the implications, she's offering me her entire body just for herself.

Just that alone fills my chest; again, I have nothing concrete to say.

It's just for making children... but then again, if we're using contraception properly first, it amounts to nothing. After all, Elenia has consented to this.

"It's okay... right?"

"...Uh-huh."

"It's okay?"

"...Y-Yes."

I lose.

Defeated by my daughter's intensity, I lower myself into her vaginal warmth and insert my cock into her.

She is truly cute. A wild horse of sorts, yet she troubles me more than anyone else; still, she and Neia are my precious treasures.

That such a daughter turns her feelings toward me—not as a mother or older sister, but using her own female body to feel me and let me feel her.

This transgression is the second since Elenia, yet the sense of ruin at the moment of entry—the feeling of being pierced through, where destruction and exhilaration go back-to-back—will never grow mundane for me.

Ah.

No good... it's still the same.

Feeling so much love and this taboo sin makes me exceedingly weak.

"Dad...♪ Come on, you're going deeper, aren't you? Once you get here... help Dad... go all the way... Aaaah!?"

"Uuuuh... Frena... ah!"

As my lovely daughter awkwardly lowers herself little by little—still before I could fully penetrate—I release a massive ejaculation.

Before my penis even reaches its limit, an ejaculation pressure terrifying in its force pushes against the hymen, seeking to spread it wide.

Her young and excessively tight vaginal muscles trap the ejaculate, causing the depths of her vagina to swell like a rodent's cheek pouch.

"Aaah... Dad, s-so... suddenly...♪"

Incidentally to ensure contraception, maybe Cosmos-san or someone else used a magic spell to suppress the pain? She's not complaining as much as I expected.

Still, while drenched in the wild surge of conflicting emotions over the fact that I've ejaculated inside another daughter's vagina once again, I can barely draw breath from the pleasure.

...No good.

If this habit takes root... if I carve more motivation to touch my daughters deeper into myself—it must not happen. With these thoughts, I thrust my already expanded hymen even deeper like a final blow, then immediately start the next round.

It's pleasurable. It's unbearable.

My beloved daughter had me thoroughly overwhelmed.
"Waaah... Dad, it's so good... I want more too... ♪"
Frena clung to me like she was collapsing, burying her face in my chest.
"I want to do it just like Elenia did... please..."
Her desire wasn't born of rivalry, but of longing that reached out toward me.
As her daughter, she breathed heavily, basking in bliss.

◇◇◇

"Our daughters look alike, don't they?"

"True enough. There's nothing we can do about it, since we're both half-elves... ♪"

While watching Frena, who had passed out from being filled repeatedly and thoroughly, and Elenia, who came in later to carry the session onward, lost in their passionate states, the two half-elf mothers, with their impressive bellies and breasts, chuckled warmly as they shared a warm bath.

...Am I allowed to laugh at this? Can we just brush it off because we're half-elves?
However, the defeated me could only stand there speechless, unable to say anything but do what was needed to satisfy Elenia.

Frena, Neia’s daughter, is a bit of a rascal, but I don’t think she’s promiscuous.

Neia herself has long since lost all resistance to sex, but she’s not the type to seek it out on her own initiative. She wouldn’t dare “evangelize” sex to her children.

Well, most people wouldn’t, but it happens often in our household. After all, if you look around, the female slave mothers are living joyfully nude in the Full-Nudity Palace. If the kids live there until they reach an age of reason, it’s inevitable that they won’t remain completely uninterested in the opposite sex and sex itself.

Still, covering their eyes now would be ridiculous, and without even needing to cite the Cat Beast Colony or Misty Palace as examples, a world with a culture liberated from sexual and nudity restrictions isn’t exactly unheard of.

We follow the wisdom of the long-lived races that one should provide options once proper knowledge is acquired. Our policy is to teach the children, at an early stage, without holding back, about “our family being special” and various aspects of sexuality.

I’m not confident whether this will foster average ethical views, but since our female slaves—diverse in race, class, and international background—say that such standards vary by social class and country, I’ve decided to accept it as is.

However, shouldn’t we avoid speaking excessively about the pleasures of sex to our daughter? No, I do think it’s important to have a sufficient answer ready for why she shamelessly waits in the nude, eager for Papa to rub his penis on her, though.

Also, if we’re going to teach them, I believe we should emphasize “wait until you become an adult.” Cases like Marche from Cosmos Honpo or our Elenia are exceptional examples, aren’t they?

...Eh, was it okay back in the old days of Southern Desert because women could marry at 12? Is that still the current system in parts of the Elf Territory?

W-well, others are others. We are us.

...Since we have a real-life example like Elenia, is “we are us” cutting off the snake?

Oh my.

Anyway, lately, Frena has been desperately seeking attention. In a sexual manner.

“Elenia is beyond saving, but I want to give up on breaking Frena’s spirit. She’s so cute; if she just grows up a bit more, she’ll definitely be popular... popular... grrr”

“Why do you look so frustrated...”

“Imagining some random guys grinning and talking to such a cute girl is... and imagining how our daughter isn’t entirely uninterested... what a trial that is for a father...!!”

“...Ahaha”

Neia was in that sort of mood, forced into a polite laugh because she didn’t know how to respond.

We were on our way back from delivering blacksmithing work in town.

With the population growth, several new blacksmith shops have opened in Polka, and while ordinary jobs for me are still scarce, I do get a few.

It’s less about my skill and more that when other easily accessible shops are busy, I’m able to say “We can handle it!” and finally get the commission. We have a sign near the counter of the inn we manage that reads “Smithson Armory - General Blacksmithing Services,” but unless it’s urgent, nobody seems to think of asking us for help.

Jeanna is still helping out, and our quality is solid. Maybe saying “general” isn’t such a good idea?

...I wonder if the female slaves are indirectly interfering with requests because my busy schedule reduces the frequency of sex?

“If it hurts that much, shouldn’t you just sleep with Frena?”

“Don’t give up so easily, Neia. A child needs a safe place to sleep. If the parents who are supposed to protect that start directing their desires at them, there’d be nowhere to hide.”

“Would it? I’m the type who sleeps most peacefully while being held, so I don’t really get it.”

“...You’re an exceptional example too, huh.”

It was a moot point trying to appeal to Neia, who never had parents in the conventional sense and went through a hardcore adolescence; she just couldn’t empathize.

Or rather, calmly speaking, the fact that she sleeps most peacefully not in any soft, quiet place but pinned down with me cumming inside her over and over might be considered a specific fetish.

“But Frena isn’t unintelligent either... She’s a child who absolutely won’t do anything she truly dislikes, so I don’t think it’s just rivalry against Elenia-chan.”

“She probably just doesn’t know what romance is.”

“If you say that, quite a few people might take issue... My own story of doing sex before proper romance is also dubious.”

“...Yeah. Sorry.”

I forced myself into the relationship because otherwise she seemed likely to die spectacularly on her own. Yes.

Besides, among the female slaves, there are indeed plenty for whom sex comes before romance, not the other way around. The Cat Beast group obviously has many with sexual and reproductive drives taking precedence.

Saying that’s bad would just make things even more stuck. Troublesome.

“If she just wants to be spoiled, I wish she’d say so directly. Since she can’t say that, I get the feeling she’s pretending to compete over the same thing as Elenia to get attention...”

“I suppose you could say that. But there’s no doubt she’s lonely.”

Neia laughed lightly.

Lovely. As is typical of the Elven lineage, she has hardly aged since we first met.
If there’s one difference, it would be that her belly is now quite round.
"As far as I’m concerned, I haven't been paying much attention to Frena lately, so it would really help if you could be completely consumed with fatherhood until the next child comes along—until they’re weaned."
"The concept of handing them off to their father isn't bad, but isn't that an outrageous line to accept!?"
"…Well, yes. I’m not Selen or anything, but… she is my daughter."
Looking away.
"…That you like her, and that you're a pervert about it—well, maybe it’s just in the blood."
"That's a dangerous theory that implies most couples who fall in love end up as an incestuous pair!?"

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Well, see.

Fundamentally, it stems from the harem ethics where "not monopolizing one man" is simply accepted.

Once you swallow that premise, examples emerge of crossing the line into the family sphere, and then it becomes impossible to reject the logic that says, "So I can do it too."

Because, of course, I love all my beautifully raised daughters dearly. Stripping away any sexual meaning.

If they come charging in on their own, I can't push them away.

If this were a proper couple, there should be a solid defense like "I'm devoted solely to Mom," but I have none of that at all. So when my beloved daughters become infatuated with me, I lack the single move to shake it off. Now that I’ve allowed Elenia’s intrusion, all the more so.

"E-Even so, laying a hand on a girl her age is…"

"She's bigger than me now."

"Jeanne, sit down?"

When people like Jeanne and Irina come out, little ones usually end up in range too, which makes my defense weak in that sense as well.

"You said that once I reach this height, it’s not so unreasonable as long as we’re careful about pregnancy, Dad… ♪"

"That person is… grr!"

Vapor Palace, hot spring area.

In the end, I couldn't push Frena away when she straddled my prone body, spreading her slender legs and exposing her own small labia.

"Dad, if you have the chance, wouldn't you want your daughter's first time to be yours…? I know how you feel… ♪"

"T-That’s usually a no-no."

"…Then should I just stick some random dick around here in?"

"Absolutely not!?"

"What about letting some random guy from the Granzi hump her?"

"I'd die just thinking about it."

Cowardly, that leading question. There’s no way a father would say "yes." No way.

I feel like Elenia said something similar to me too, but did someone put them up to it?

…There are too many candidates for who might have done it.

"Then Dad has to do it… ♪"

"You don't usually accommodate Papa's wishes that far!"

I mean, it’s not "I want to do it to my daughter," rather, I absolutely hate the idea of her losing her virginity carelessly with some cheap tool or to a man she doesn't even know—no, I hate it even if it’s someone she knows. It’s an unfixable feeling, so it stays unfixable.

"This isn't Dad's wish, it's my wish… we just like each other ♪"

"Mmph."

Frena slowly lowered her hips.

On a face that still retained the faint features of Neia, who was much younger, I could see tension and excitement mixed together at their breaking point.

Listening to the words alone made it seem lewd, but she must have hesitated many times over, made up her mind, and pushed herself so she couldn't go back.

And in the hot spring area, a few female slaves and other women were watching her reckless behavior with amused smiles.

Should I stop them? The father is trying to have sex with his daughter, you know? It's generally impossible, right?

"S-Something like imitating Elenia isn't necessary at all..."

"...Let me imitate."

Frena murmured softly.

My heart skipped a beat at her sudden change in tone.

I felt like I'd touched on something sensitive.

I've had countless romances with plenty of girls, so I can tell when the mood is shifting.

But what about Frena?

"Let me... imitate you!! Just hold me tight like Mom or Elenia does, love me to the fullest, dote on me... Why can't I have that?!"

"I mean, for something like that, a father is usually..."

"I want Dad to do it! I want Dad to feel good, and I want him to enjoy it too... If it's okay with Elenia, why isn't it okay with me?! Hold each other tightly until we're completely exhausted, make each other happy... I want to be happy—why isn't that allowed? I don't care if anyone else pleases them!"

"Ah, uh..."

Damn, I can't argue with this.

My daughter is pouring her heart out for me. She understands the situation and is willingly offering up her entire body only to me.

That alone fills my chest, and once again, I find no words in response to such a specific reality.

Saying "this is an act of procreation..." would be pointless if we're using proper contraception anyway. Besides, Elenia already accepts it under those conditions.

"It's okay, right...?"

"...Mm."

"Is it okay?"

"...Y-Yes."

I lose.

Swept away by my daughter's overwhelming pressure, I agreed to let my father's cock penetrate the inside of her, as she lowered her hips down toward me.

She really is cute. She's a wild colt, and more than anyone else she causes me trouble, but she is still the treasure that Neia and I share.

That daughter of mine, like a mother, like a sister-in-law, uses her feminine body to feel her father and make him feel, pouring her emotions into it.

This was the second time I've crossed this moral line after Elenia, but that sense of annihilation at the moment of penetration, that refreshing thrill standing shoulder-to-shoulder with despair, never fades no matter how often it happens.

Ah.

Damn it, as expected... it's exactly the same.

When I feel so much love and transgression at once, I am incredibly vulnerable.

"Dad...♪ Look, push in more... since we're this far... Dad, help me... all the way to the back... Kyaaah!?"

"Ugh... Frena... aaah!"

To my clumsy daughter who was slowly lowering her hips... before I could even finish the penetration to the hilt, I came.

Before my throbbing flesh could do it, the terrifying pressure of my ejaculation tried to stretch her hymen wide.

The excessive vaginal tightness of her young body trapped the semen, swelling the depths of her pussy like a squirrel's cheek pouch.

"Ahh, ahhh... Dad, that's... you're... all at once...♪"

Maybe Cosmos and the others had used some magic to kill the pain along with the contraception, because she didn't seem as pained as I expected.

But I was caught in a storm of mixed emotions—having ejaculated inside another daughter's vagina again—and could barely breathe through the pleasure.

...No good.

If something like this becomes a habit... I can't carve any more motivations into myself to touch my daughters, I told myself, but like driving a final stake in, I thrust deep into the expanded hymen and immediately started going at it again.

It feels so good. It's irresistible.

Being thoroughly serviced by his beloved daughter.
"Amazing... Dad, this is so good... I'm having it too... ♪"
Frena collapsed into me, clinging to my chest.
"Like Elenia does... do it like that... ♪"
Not in competition, but reaching out in envy.
His daughter panted heavily in bliss.

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"Fathers and daughters really do resemble each other, don't they?"
"They sure do. Can't help it, being Half-elves and all. ♪"
Watching the obscene state of Frena, who had been emptied of load after load until she blacked out, and Elenia, who arrived later to take over and finish the job, two Half-elf mothers with impressive bellies and breasts smiled and chatted pleasantly while soaking in their bath.
...Is it okay to laugh about this? Can I really just brush it off because they're Half-elves?
However, defeated as I was, I had no words left; all I could do was keep making Elenia happy.

Frena, the daughter of Neia, is a bit too wild but she's definitely not promiscuous. I think.

Neia herself has lost all resistance to sex, but she doesn't initiate it. She wouldn't preach about sex to her children either.

Well, I don't think anyone would do that anyway, but in our household it happens often enough. After all, the mother slaves live naked and happily together. If the kids grow up seeing this kind of thing, they can hardly avoid being interested in the opposite sex's bodies and sex.

I mean, there are other worlds with open attitudes towards sex and nudity, like the cat beastman colony or Mist Palace.

So I decided to take a cue from the wisdom of the long-lived races and teach our kids about their special family situation and all things sexual without holding back. From an early age.

Now, whether this will foster average moral standards is another matter—I don't have much confidence in that—but since the slave women come from various races, social classes, and countries, I figure it's just a matter of perspective.

But still, should we talk too much about sexual pleasure to our daughter? It's important to prepare an adequate answer for why she wants her dad's dick so badly without any shame or hesitation while waiting naked, isn't it?

Also, when teaching them, we should emphasize that this is something they'll learn once they're adults. Cosmos Corporation's Marce and our Elenia are special cases.

...Wait, does that mean it's okay if a girl can marry at twelve in the old desert south? Is that still the case in some parts of Elfhaven?

Well, other places are different from us.

...So is it a case of "out of the frying pan and into the fire" now that there's Elenia?
Ugh.

Anyway, lately, Frena has been wanting to be treated in an odd way. In a sexual manner.

"Eler’s hopeless already, but I want to give up on Frena too… She’s so cute, if she just grew up a bit more, she’d definitely get attention... Get attention... Grr."

"Why are you looking so upset?"

"Imagining some random guy talking to such a cute girl makes me sick. And for a father, imagining his daughter being interested in those guys is an even greater trial!!"

"...Haha."

Neia laughed awkwardly because she didn’t know how to respond.

She was returning from delivering blacksmith work around town today. With the population increasing, several new smithies had opened up in Polka, but I still got very little regular work.

Well, it's not so much about my arm as it is that I only get requests when other accessible shops are busy and I shout out "I can do it here!" But there's a sign near the counter of the inn I manage saying "Smithson Armory: We handle all kinds of jobs," yet people don't seem to actively seek me out unless they really need something.

Jeanne still helps out as usual, so the quality is good. Maybe it’s not such a great idea to advertise myself as a general handyman?

...I hope my slave girls aren’t trying to sabotage my work because I get less sex when I’m busy, right?

"If you’re that worried about it, why don’t you just sleep with Frena too?"

"Don't give up so easily, Neia. Children need a place where they can sleep safely and soundly. If their parents start lusting after them, there's nowhere for them to hide."

"...I guess I am an unusual case."

It was pointless trying to explain this to someone like Neia who had never really had the concept of a parent in her life and had gone through such a rough adolescence.

In fact, sleeping with me inside her while she’s still being penetrated might be the most comfortable way for her to sleep. If you think about it objectively, that could be considered a special kind of fetish.

"But Frena isn't a stupid girl, and she really doesn’t do anything she hates. So I don’t think it’s just her competitiveness with Elle."

"Maybe she just doesn’t know about love?"

"I think quite a few would be offended by that... Even though I’m not sure if I actually fell in love before having sex either."

"...Yeah. Sorry."

I had to push the conversation forward, or else they’d end up dying dramatically on their own. Anyway.
And there are indeed some female slaves who don’t know about love and just jump into sex first. The cat beastmen group is a clear example of that.

If we say it’s okay for them not to have any romantic feelings, then everything gets complicated again. This is troublesome.

"I wish she would just tell me if all she wants is affection. But since she can’t do that, maybe she’s pretending to compete with Elle just so I’ll pay attention to her..."

"Who knows? She definitely feels lonely though."

Neia smiled gently.

She's so cute. As is typical of elves, she hasn't aged much since we first met.

The only difference now is that her belly has gotten bigger.

"I wouldn't mind if you focused on me for a while and were really devoted to your father until the next child is weaned."

"Leaving them with their father isn’t such a bad idea, but don’t you think there’s something wrong with that line of thinking!?"

"Well… It's just. You know… She's my daughter."

She looked away.

"And… Well… I mean… Your liking me and your liking sex… it might be in the blood, too."

"That's a dangerous theory which would have most married couples end up incestuous!"

The root of the problem lies in the fact that a harem ethic, which doesn't involve monopolizing one man, has become acceptable. Once this is accepted and there are examples where family boundaries have been crossed, it becomes difficult to reject the idea that it could happen to oneself.

After all, I love every beautiful daughter who grew up around me, regardless of any sexual implications. If they come at me, I can't push them away.

If I were a proper husband, I would have a strong defense like "I'm devoted only to my wife." But since I don't, when one of the daughters falls in love with me, I lack the means to fend her off. And now that Eleyna has invaded, it's even worse.

"B-but, you can't do this to such a young girl..."

"She's taller than me."

"Is Jeanne sitting down?"

When Jeanne and Irina and Soris appear, they usually end up within range of the little ones as well, so in that sense my defenses are weak.

"Cosmos Mama laughed when I said that once I'm this tall, if I take care to avoid pregnancy, it's not unreasonable...♪"

“T-That person...!”

In the hot springs area of Vape Palace, I couldn’t push away Frena as she straddled me with her legs spread wide and opened up her small labia.

“Even Dad would want his daughter’s first time to be with him… right? I know about this kind of thing…”

“That’s not allowed!”

“What if I just stick it in some random guy?”

“It’d still be wrong!?”

“What if I let a random boy from Grunz do me?”

“Just thinking about that is enough to kill me.”

You’re being unfair with your leading questions. There’s no way Dad would say yes to something like this, right?

I think Elenia said something similar to me, but someone must have given her advice.

...There are too many people who seem like they would do that.

「Well then, it’s up to Dad…♪」

「No one normally cares so much about a dad’s wishes!」

It’s not that I want him to or anything. It’s just that I absolutely hate the idea of my daughter losing her virginity with some easy-to-use tool, or even worse, with a guy she doesn’t know. Even if it’s someone she does know, I still wouldn’t like it.

“This isn’t about Dad’s wishes; this is mine… mutual feelings♪”

“Ugh…”

Frena slowly lowers herself down.

Her face, which still retains many features of her youth, looks tense and excited to the point of being on edge.

Hearing her words alone might seem lewd, but she must have struggled with it multiple times, made up her mind, and pushed herself to not look back.

And the few female slaves and other women in the hot spring area were watching her outrageous behavior with a smile.
Should I stop them? They're trying to have sex, after all. It's not possible for a father and daughter to do that, right?
“Y-You don’t need to copy Ele’s actions so much...!”
“…Let me copy.”
Frena mutters softly.
Her tone is different from before, causing me to flinch slightly.
It feels like I’ve touched on something sensitive.
Even though I've had many experiences with various girls, I can sense when a storm is brewing.
Sure enough, Frena continues,
“L-Let me copy...!! Hug me and love me as much as you would Mother or Ele! Why am I not allowed to do that?!”

"So, that's why a father would never..."

"I want you to do it! I want you to make me feel good and for you to feel good too... If Elenia’s okay with it, then so am I! We can hug each other until we’re exhausted like Mom does, making each other feel good... Why is that wrong? Why!? I don’t want anyone else to make us feel good!"

"Ah, ah..."

Damn, she really has me cornered. My daughter’s thinking about me completely and wants to give her body to only me.

Just the thought of it makes my heart swell with emotion, but again, I can't argue against specifics like this.

It's not as if we're trying to make a baby... If we’re being careful about contraception, then there’s no reason to object. In fact, Elenia already agreed to that.

"Is that okay...?"

"...Ugh."

"Is it okay?"

“...Y-yes.”
I lose.
Defeated by my daughter’s intensity, I lower myself into her pussy and agree to let my cock invade it.
She is really cute. She’s a wild horse who causes me more trouble than anyone else, but she’s still our treasure—mine and Neia’s.
And yet, this girl is willing to feel for me and make me feel as if she were my mother or step-sister, using her womanhood.
This sin comes after Eleyna, but the sensation of breaking in—the moment when I’m about to break through—is never something I can get used to. It’s like a mix of despair and exhilaration.
Ah.
No good, just like before… it’s the same.
When I feel so much love and sin at once, I become very weak.
“Daddy...♪ See? You’re going in deeper... now that we’ve come this far... Daddy, help me out... go all the way inside... kyaa!?

「Ugh... Frena... ah!」

Despite her awkward movements, my beloved daughter was slowly lowering herself onto me. Even though I hadn’t fully entered her yet, I couldn’t hold back and cummed profusely.

Before the tip of my cock even reached her hymen, a terrifying pressure from ejaculation tried to push it apart. Her immature but powerful vaginal walls trapped the release inside, causing them to swell like a hamster’s cheek pouches.

“A-Ah... Dad, s-suddenly like this...♪”

I wondered if Cosmos had used magic to numb the pain as well as for contraception, because she didn’t seem to be in much discomfort. But I was drowning in an overwhelming wave of emotions mixed with pleasure, making it hard to breathe.

…No good.

If I got used to this, then I’d only give myself more reasons to keep doing this to my daughters. With that thought in mind, I thrust into her stretched hymen and immediately started moving again.

It felt so good. Unbearable.

I’m being pleasured by my beloved daughter.

“Wow… Dad, it’s okay… I want to toooo…♪”

Frena clung to me as if she were collapsing on top of me, her hands around my chest.

“I wanna do it like Elenia…♪”

Not in competition but out of envy, her hand reached for mine. Her daughter was panting happily.

◇◇◇

“Daughters are so alike.”

“They sure are. It’s no wonder since we’re half-elves, right?♪”

While Frena had fainted from being cummed inside multiple times and Elenia came in to continue where she left off, the two half-elven mothers with their impressive bellies and breasts were cheerfully chatting while soaking halfway submerged in a bath.

...Is it okay for me to laugh at this? Can I just brush off the fact that she's half-elf?
However, having lost, all I could do was satisfy Elenia.

Frena, Neia's daughter, can be a bit too much of a tomboy, but I don't think she is by any means a lewd child. At least, that's what I think.

Neia herself has completely lost any resistance to sex, but she isn't the type to seek it out herself. There is certainly no way she would engage in "sexual proselytizing" to the children.

Well, I suppose normally one wouldn't do such a thing anyway, but it happens frequently in our household. After all, the female slaves who are her mother figures live quite happily in a state of total nudity within the palace. Once children grow up enough to understand the world, they naturally cannot help but become interested in the bodies and sexuality of the opposite sex.

At this stage, it's a bit late to start using blindfolds, and it's not as if worlds with liberal attitudes toward sex and nudity don't exist—one need only look at the Cat-Beastman Colony or Misty Palace.

Taking a cue from the wisdom of the long-lived races, who believe that one should provide choices only after ensuring proper knowledge, my policy is to teach the children from an early age about "the unique nature of our family" and various aspects of sexuality, without holding anything back.

I'm not entirely confident that this will foster a conventional sense of morality, but the female slaves—who represent a rich diversity of races, classes, and nationalities—say that such things vary by social class and country, so I've decided to take their word for it.

However, I wonder if it's not a bad idea to avoid talking too excessively about the pleasures of sex to my daughter. Though, I suppose it is important to provide a sufficient answer to the question: "Then why do you want to get Papa's cock deep inside you while waiting for him completely naked without a shred of shame?"

Furthermore, even when teaching, I believe I should emphasize that it must be "after you've become an adult." People like Marche from Cosmos Honpo or our very own Elenia are... well, special cases.

...Wait, is it okay because in the old Southern Desert, girls could marry at age twelve? Is that still the current system in parts of the Elven territories?

Well, what happens elsewhere is elsewhere. What happens here is here.

...But with Elenia as a living example, is saying "what happens here is here" just opening a can of worms?

Argh, dammit.

Anyway, lately, Frena has been strangely desperate for attention. In a sexual way.

"Ele is already a lost cause, but I want to make Frena give up on it. She's so cute; once she grows up a bit more, she's definitely going to be popular... popular... gah!"

"Why do you sound so frustrated...?"

"Just imagining random men chatting up such a cute girl with lecherous grins... and imagining her responding with a certain level of enjoyment... do you know what a trial that is for a father...!!"

"...Ahaha."

Neia gave a strained, polite laugh, clearly at a loss for words.

We were currently on our way back from delivering blacksmithing work in town.

In Polka, where several blacksmith shops have opened up due to the growing population, I still don't get much regular work, but there is a little.

It’s not so much that my skill is lacking, but rather that I only manage to get commissions by pitching "I can do it here!" when the more accessible shops are too busy.

I have a sign posted near the counter of the inn I manage, which reads: "Simpson Armory: All Forging Services Available." Apparently, people don't bother requesting me unless it's a dire situation.

Jeanne still helps me out as always, so the quality is reliable. I wonder if advertising "all services" is a bad move.

...I just hope the female slaves aren't indirectly sabotaging my requests because they think my being busy will reduce the frequency of sex.

"If it's that much of a shame, I think you could just go ahead and hold Frena too."

"Don't be so dismissive, Neia. Children need a place where they can sleep in peace. If the parent who is supposed to protect that peace turns their desires toward them, there will be nowhere left to hide."

"I wonder if that's true... I'm the type who sleeps most peacefully while being held, so I wouldn't know."

"...You're a special case too, aren't you?"

It was a point that would fail to resonate with Neia, who never had a conventional parent and lived through a childhood that was far too harsh.

In fact, if one looks at it objectively, saying that one sleeps best while being continuously penetrated while I am deep-seeding her might be classified as a specific fetish.

"But Frena isn't a dim-witted child... and she's not the type to ever do something she truly dislikes, so I don't think it's just a sense of rivalry with Ele-chan."

"I think she just hasn't experienced romance yet."

"When you put it that way, I think quite a few people would fall into that category... even I'm doubtful as to whether I had sex only after experiencing proper romance."

"...Yeah. My bad."

I pushed the topic forcefully because I felt that if I left it alone, she might end up dying a dramatic death of her own accord. There.

Besides, among the female slaves, there are certainly many who experienced sex before romance. The Cat-Beastman group, in particular, clearly prioritizes libido and reproduction.

But if I say that's a problem, I'll just end up being unable to move in other ways. This is troublesome.

"If she just wants to be pampered, I wish she would just say so. I suspect that because she can't say it, she's trying to get attention by pretending to compete with Ele... but I don't know."

"Who knows. She is certainly someone who gets lonely."

Neia gave a soft smile.

She is adorable. As is typical for elf-types, she hasn't aged much since the first time we met.

The only difference is that her belly is large now.

"As far as I'm concerned, I won't be able to devote all my attention to Frena for a while, so it would really help if she stays completely obsessed with her daddy until the next baby is weaned."

"The idea of leaving her with her father isn't bad, but the boundary of what you're asking me to accept is completely broken!?"

"...Well, you know. It's not like Selen-san, but... she is my daughter, after all."

She averted her eyes.

"...I just thought that what you like, and what you like doing in bed... well, maybe it's in the blood."

"That's a dangerous theory that basically implies most married couples end up engaging in incest!?"

◇◇◇

Well, how should I put this.

It ultimately stems from the fact that a harem-style ethic—where one does not monopolize a single man—has become the accepted norm.

Once that is accepted, if instances arise where the line of family is crossed, it becomes undeniably difficult to reject the idea of "next, it could be me."

Because, of course, I love all my daughters, who are growing up so beautifully. And I mean that purely, without any sexual connotation.

If they dive in from their side, I can't push them away.

If this were a proper married couple, there would be a solid defense of "I am devoted only to my wife." I don't have that at all, so when my beloved daughter falls passionately in love with me, I lack the moves necessary to shake her off. Especially since I've already allowed Elenia to break in.

"E-Even so, laying hands on a girl this young is..."

"She's already bigger than me."

"Jeanne, can you please sit down?"

Whenever Jeanne, Irina, or Solis-chan show up, even the little ones tend to fall within range, so my defenses are fragile in that sense, too.

"Cosmos-mama laughed and said that once she reaches this height, it wouldn't be reckless as long as we are careful about pregnancy...♪"

"That woman...!"

Vapor Palace, Hot Springs Area.

In the end, I couldn't bring myself to push Frena away as she straddled me while I lay there, spreading her slender legs and pulling her small labia apart with her own hands.

"Even a father would want his daughter's 'first time' to be his own, right...? I know, that kind of thing...♪"

"T-That is normally something you aren't allowed to do!"

"...Then, can I just try shoving some random stick in there?"

"Of course you can't!?"

"What about having some random boy from Grunge do it?"

"I'll die just imagining that."

That's dirty, using leading questions like that. There's no way a father would say "it's okay." There's no way.

I feel like Elenia said something similar to me, but did someone whisper this in her ear?

...I have far too many suspects for someone who would do such a thing.

"Then, Daddy is the only one who can do it...♪"

"Normally, a father doesn't accommodate his daughter's wishes to that extent!"

No, it's not that I want to do it to my daughter. It's just that I have this uncontrollable emotion—the absolute, helpless refusal to have her virginity taken carelessly by some cheap object or by some man whose face I've never even seen. Even if it's someone I know, I still hate the idea, so it's just helpless.

"This isn't Daddy's wish, it's my wish... it's just mutual love♪"

"Ugh..."

Frena slowly lowered her hips.

On her face, which so closely resembled Neia's, still heavily bearing the traces of a young girl, I could see a tension pushed to the absolute limit, a mixture of nervousness and excitement.

While her words sounded lewd, there must have been something within her—a process of hesitating, deciding, and cornering herself so she couldn't turn back.

Meanwhile, the few female slaves and other women in the hot spring area watched her reckless behavior with amused smiles.

Wait, shouldn't we stop her? A father and daughter are about to have sex. Having sex with your father is normally impossible, right?

"Y-you don't have to mimic Ele like that...!"

"...Let me mimic her," Frena muttered softly.

Her tone was slightly different, causing me to flinch in fear.

It felt as though I had touched upon something sensitive.

Even though I've been with many different girls, I've become able to recognize the signs of an approaching wave.

I wondered... was Frena—

"Let me mimic her...!! Let me hug you and love you and cherish you with all my might, just like Mother or Elenia... Why am I not allowed to do that!?"

"That's because, as a father, I..."

"I want you to do it to me! I want you to make me feel good, and I want to make you feel good too... If Elenia is allowed, then I should be too! To hug each other until we're exhausted, to make each other feel good... Why can't I just want to be happy!? I don't want to make anyone else feel good!"

"Ah, uh..."

This is bad; I truly can't argue.

My daughter is directing her full devotion toward me. She is trying to offer her entire body to me, with full understanding of what this means.

That alone fills my heart, and once again, I find myself unable to say anything to her specific examples.

To say this is an act of procreation... well, even if it's under the condition of proper contraception, it would be a pointless argument. After all, I already allow it with Elenia.

"It's okay, right...?"

"...Ugh."

"It's okay, right?"

"...Y-yes."

I lose.

Defeated by my daughter's intensity, I consent to thrusting my cock into her vagina as she lowers her hips.

She is truly adorable. She's a wild filly, and she troubles me more than anyone else, but she is still the treasure of myself and Neia.

And now, this daughter—like her mother, like her sister-in-law—is directing her heart toward feeling me within her female body, and making me feel her.

This is the second time I have committed such an act of immorality following Elenia, but I can never get used to that sensation at the moment of entry... that feeling of destruction, that exhilaration that sits right alongside despair, as I pierce through.

Ah.

This is bad; it's the same as always... I am incredibly weak when I feel this much love and immorality intertwined.

"Father...♪ Look, you're going to go in deeper, right...? Since we've come this far... Father, help me too... all the way to the back... Kyaah!?"

"Ugh... Frena... ah!"

As my beloved daughter clumsily lowered her hips bit by bit... I ejaculated profusely before I could even insert myself all the way.

Before the shaft itself, an incredible pressure of ejaculation attempted to stretch her hymen wide.

Her still-young, powerful vaginal pressure trapped the ejaculation, causing the depths of her vagina to swell like a chipmunk's cheek pouch.

"Ah, ahh... Father, that's... so sudden...♪"

Perhaps, along with the contraception, she had someone like Cosmos-san use magic to dull the pain. She didn't seem to be in as much pain as I expected.

However, I was unable to even breathe from the pleasure, lost in the turbulent sea of conflicting emotions—the realization that I had once again ejaculated inside another daughter's vagina.

...This is no good.

I mustn't let this become a habit... I mustn't carve any more motives into my heart to lay hands on my daughter. Yet, while thinking this, I thrust deep into the part of the hymen expanded by the ejaculation, as if delivering a finishing blow, and immediately began the continuation.

It feels good. It's irresistible.

My beloved daughter is being driven to ecstasy.
"So good... Dad, it feels so good... Me too...♪"
Frena clung to me as if collapsing, her voice muffled against my chest.
"Do it to me... like you did to Elenia...♪"
It wasn't an act of rivalry; she was reaching out in pure envy.
My daughter panted, lost in bliss.

◇◇◇

"Daughters really do take after their parents, don't they?"

"They do! It can't be helped, since we're half-elves, after all♪"

As they enjoyed a half-bath, chatting merrily, the two half-elf mothers—both possessing magnificent bellies and breasts—watched the lewd spectacle: Frena, who had lost consciousness after being filled with seed time and time again, and Elenia, who had arrived later to take over where she left off.

...Is it really okay to be laughing at this? Is it alright to just dismiss this as "just because they're half-elves"?

However, having been defeated, I had nothing to say; I could do nothing but continue satisfying Elenia.

Frena, Neia's daughter, is a bit of a handful, but she’s not exactly a nymphomaniac… or so I like to think.

Neia herself has no qualms about sex anymore, but she’s not the type to initiate it. She’d never go around preaching "sex education" to her kids. Well, most people wouldn’t, but in our household, it happens often. After all, the mother-slaves live happily naked in the Naked Palace, and if the kids grow up there, they’re bound to develop an interest in the opposite sex and sex itself.

Well, blindfolding them at this point would be weird, and examples like the Beastfolk Colony or Misty Palace prove that a culture with open attitudes toward sex and nudity isn’t unheard of in the world.

Taking advice from the long-lived species—give kids proper knowledge and let them choose for themselves—we’ve decided to tell our children early on that "we’re a special family" and be completely upfront about sex.

Whether that fosters average ethics, I’m not so sure, but the diverse slave-women say that such things vary by social class and country anyway, so I just accept it as such.

But maybe I shouldn’t talk to my daughter too much about the pleasures of sex. Like… why does she shamelessly wait naked for me to stuff her with my dick? It’s important to have a good answer ready for that.

And even when teaching, I should probably emphasize "when you’re an adult." Maru from Cosmos Shop and Elenia are special cases.

…Huh? The south desert used to let girls marry at 12, so it’s okay? Is that still the law in some elven territories?

N-No, this is our house. That’s our rules.

…Elenia’s existence makes "this is our house" sound like a contradiction?

Ugh, fine.

Anyway, lately, Frena’s been acting like she wants attention… in a sexual way.

"Elenia’s hopeless, but I want to make Frena give up on that. She’s so cute; if she just matured a little, she’d be so popular… popular… damn it."

"Why are you sounding frustrated?"

"Imagining some guy hitting on such a cute girl… and imagining my daughter not being completely against it is such a trial for a father…!!"

"…Haha."

Neia just gave a polite, forced laugh because she didn’t know how to respond.

Right now, I’m back from delivering blacksmithing work in town.

With the population boom, several smithies have opened up in Polka, but I still get few normal jobs. More like I only get requests when other, more accessible shops are busy, and they come to me saying, "We can’t handle it, try us!"

I’ve even put up a sign near the inn’s counter that says, "Smayson Weaponry – We Take All Kinds of Blacksmithing Jobs," but apparently, people only bother asking if they really need something.

Jeanne still helps out, and the quality is solid, but maybe saying "all kinds" isn’t helping.

…Or are the slave-women subtly sabotaging my work because they get less sex when I’m busy?

"If you’re so worried, why not just sleep with Frena yourself?"

"Don’t give up so easily, Neia. Kids need a safe place to sleep. If the parent who’s supposed to protect that turns their desires on them, where can they hide?"

"I… I feel safest when I’m being used, so I don’t really understand."

"…You’re another special case, aren’t you?"

Neia never had a normal childhood or parents, so she couldn’t relate.

Or rather, calmly speaking, sleeping with me while I’m still inside her and cumming like crazy might be considered a very specific kink.

"But Frena’s not stupid… she’s the kind of girl who’d never do something she really hated, so I don’t think it’s just jealousy over Elenia."

"Maybe she just doesn’t know anything about romance."

"If I said that, I’d probably offend a decent number of people… and whether I properly dated before having sex is also debatable."

"…Yeah. Sorry."

I went in strong because if I left it alone, she’d probably die in some dramatic fashion. Yeah.

Besides, there are definitely quite a few female slaves where sex comes before romance. The cat- and beastkin types, for example, are clearly driven by lust and reproduction first.

If that’s what’s missing, I’ll just end up being stuck again. This is troublesome.
"If you just wanted to be spoiled, I wish you’d say so. But since you can’t, I guess you’re trying to get attention by pretending to act like Ele… or something," he thought.
"Who knows? You’re definitely lonely, though."

Neia smiled softly.
So cute. Like most elf-types, she hasn’t aged much since they first met.
The only difference is that she’s pregnant now.
"As for me, I’d really appreciate it if you could be completely absorbed in your father for a while—until the next kid weans, at least."
"Leaving him to the father isn’t a bad idea, but are you sure you’re okay with crossing that line!?"
"…Well, it’s like this. Not Selen, but… she’s my daughter."

She averted her gaze.
"…The reason you like me and the reason you like sex… well… I guess it’s in the blood."
"That’s a dangerous theory that could lead to incest for most love-married couples!?"

◇◇◇

Well, yeah.
It all stems from the harem ethic of "not monopolizing one man" being accepted as the norm.
Once you swallow that and then someone crosses the family line, it becomes incredibly hard to reject the idea that "if they do it, I should too."
Because, of course, he loves all his beautiful daughters—sexually neutral love, that is.
If one of them came at him headfirst, he couldn’t push her away.
A proper couple would have a solid defense like "I’m all about Mom," but he has none of that. So when his beloved daughter throws herself at him, he’s missing the one move to shake her off. Especially after letting Eleenia in.
"B-but even so… touching a girl this old…"
"You’re bigger than me now."
"Jeanne, are you sitting down?"

Whenever Jeanne, Airena, or Solis come up, the little kids are also within range, making his defenses weak in that regard too.
"Cosmos Mom said it’s not so bad as long as you’re careful about pregnancy when they get this tall… ♪"
"That woman—!"

Vapor Palace, hot spring area.
In the end, he can’t shake off Frena, who straddles him on his back, spreads her slender legs, and parts her own small labia.
"Even you’d want to claim your daughter’s first time for yourself, right…? I know about that stuff… ♪"
"T-that’s not okay in normal circumstances."
"…Then is it okay if I just stick some random stick up there?"
"Of course not!?"
"What about letting some random boy from Granze do it?"
"Just imagining it makes me want to die."

That’s a dirty trick, that leading question. No father would ever say yes to that. He wouldn’t say yes.

I think Elenia was told something similar, but did someone put her up to this? …There are way too many people I can suspect.

"Then Dad’s the only one who can do it…♪"

"Normally, you wouldn’t be so considerate of your dad’s desires!"

No, it’s not that I want to be the one to take her virginity or anything. It’s just that I absolutely hate the thought of her losing it with some cheap trick or some random guy she doesn’t even know—hell, even if it’s someone she knows, I still hate it. That hopeless feeling is just hopeless, so there’s nothing to do about it.

"This isn’t Dad’s wish—it’s my wish… We’re both into each other♪"

"Ugh…"

Frena slowly lowers herself onto me.

Her face, still bearing a strong resemblance to Neia when she was younger, is etched with a mix of tension and excitement—she’s at the absolute edge of her emotional capacity.

Just listening to her words, it sounds like pure lust, but she must have agonized over this decision countless times, resolved herself, and pushed herself to a point where there’s no turning back.

And the female thralls and other women in the hot spring area are watching her reckless act with amused smiles.

Wait, shouldn’t we stop this? A father and daughter are about to have sex! Isn’t that normally impossible?

"D-Don’t imitate Elenia so much…!"

"…Let me imitate her."

Frena murmurs softly.

Her tone is a little different than expected, and I flinch in fear.

I feel like I’ve touched something.

I’ve been with plenty of girls and had various experiences. I’ve learned to recognize the signs when things are about to get out of hand.

And Frena…

"Let me imitate her…!! Like how Mom or Elenia would hug me, love me with all their might, cherish me… Why can’t I do that!? Why is it wrong for me!?"

"But, that kind of thing… a father shouldn’t—"

"I want Dad to do it! I want Dad to make me feel good, and I want to make him feel good… If Elenia’s okay with it, why isn’t me? I want to hug each other until we’re exhausted, make each other feel good… I want to be happy—why is that wrong!? I don’t want anyone else making you feel good!"

"Ah, uh…"

This is bad. I really can’t argue with her.

My daughter is thinking of me this much. She understands and wants to give her entire body only to me.

Just that alone fills me with emotion, and again, I can’t say anything specific.

Calling it an act of procreation… well, if we’re using proper contraception, then it’s just a waste of words. I’ve already allowed Elenia to do it under those circumstances anyway.

"Is it okay…?"

"…Uuu…"

"Is it okay?"

"…Y-Yes."

I lose.

Overwhelmed by my daughter’s intensity, I agree to let my cock invade her vagina as she lowers herself onto me.

She’s really cute. She’s a handful, and she causes more trouble than anyone else, but she’s still my treasure, Neia’s treasure.

And now, this daughter of mine is directing her feelings toward her father, wanting to feel him with her body, and make him feel her—just like Mom or my stepsister did.

This debauchery is the second time since Elenia, but I’ll never get used to that moment of… that feeling of ruin, of ecstasy intertwined with despair, as I break through.
Ah.
Crap, it’s the same as before.
Feeling this much love and debauchery makes me terribly weak.

"Daddy…♪ Come on, go deeper… we’ve come this far… Daddy, help me… all the way in… kyaa!?"

"Ugh… Frena… ah!"

My clumsy daughter lowers herself onto me little by little… I’m still not fully inside, and yet, I’m already coming.

The explosive force of my release tries to tear through her hymen before my cock even touches it.

Her too-strong vaginal pressure traps the semen, swelling the depths like a squirrel’s cheek pouch.

"Ah, ah… Daddy, don’t… not so suddenly…♪"

Did Cosmos use some magic to dull the pain along with the birth control? She doesn’t seem to be hurting as much as I expected.

But I’m drowning in a turbulent sea of emotions, overwhelmed by pleasure, as I come again inside another daughter’s womb.

…I can’t let this become a habit. I mustn’t engrave any more reasons for myself to take advantage of my daughters… but even as I think that, I drive deeper into the spread-out hymen, as if delivering the final blow, and immediately begin again.

It feels so good. Unbearable.

I’m being made to feel so good by my beloved daughter.

"Amazing… Daddy, you’re so good… me too…♪"

Frena collapses onto me, clinging tightly, her chest pressing against mine.

"Do it like Elenia did…♪"

Not rivalry, but envy has reached out.

The daughter breathes heavily in bliss.

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"Daughters really do take after us, don’t they?"

"They sure do. Can’t be helped when we’re half-elves, can it?♪"

As Frena, thoroughly filled and passed out from multiple ejaculations inside her, and Elenia, who came later to continue the fun, lay in their debauched state, the two proud half-elf mothers with their ample bellies and breasts chatted happily while soaking in a hot bath.

…Is it okay to laugh at this? Can I just brush it off because they’re half-elves?

But I, having lost, could only satisfy Elenia.

Frena, Neia's daughter, is indeed a bit of a rascal, but she is by no means promiscuous. I believe that.

Neia herself has long since lost any resistance to sex, yet she is not the type to seek it out on her own. There's no way she would engage in anything resembling "sex education" for her children.

Well, normally one wouldn't expect such things anyway, but in our household, they happen quite often. After all, look at it: the female slaves who are my mother live happily in full nudity within the Palace. If the children grow up there until they develop both body and mind, they inevitably cannot help but become fascinated by opposite-sex bodies and sex.

Well, it's hardly the time to start blindfolding things again, and even without citing examples like the Cat Beast Colony or Mist Palace, there are worlds in existence where culture is liberally open regarding sexuality and nudity.

Drawing inspiration from the wisdom of long-lived races who believe that providing choices based on proper knowledge is best, we have adopted a policy of teaching our children openly and without reservation about both the fact that "we are a special family" and the various aspects of sex from an early age.

Well, I'm not entirely confident that this will cultivate average ethical standards, but as the female slaves—who come from diverse races, classes, and nationalities—say, such things vary by social class and country to begin with, so I've decided to accept that.

Still, perhaps I shouldn't talk too much about the pleasures of sex with my daughter. On the other hand, it's important to be prepared with adequate answers to questions like, "Why do you want me to rub your penis while waiting fully naked without any shame?"

Also, when teaching, I firmly believe we must emphasize that this is strictly for "after becoming adults." Cases like Marthe from Cosmos Tenpo or our own Eleania are exceptions, truly special instances.

...Wait, back in the old Southern Deserts, girls could marry at twelve, so was that okay? Is it still part of the current system in some Elven territories?

Y-you know what, other places have their ways; we have ours.

...But since Eleania exists as a real example, doesn't "we have our ways" become a self-contradiction?

Ah, come on now.

Anyway, lately Frena has been strangely seeking attention from me in a sexual manner.

"Ele is already beyond help, but I want to make Frena give up. She's so cute; if she just grows up a bit more, she'll definitely be popular... Popular... Kuu!"

"Why are you looking so regretful..."

"Imagine those men around there laughing and talking to such a lovely daughter... And imagining her being completely satisfied with it... What kind of trial that is for a father!!"

"...Ahaha."

Neia, giving an awkward laugh because she doesn't know how to respond.

Right now, I'm returning from delivering blacksmithing work in town.

In Polka, where numerous blacksmith shops have opened due to population growth, there are still few ordinary jobs available for me, though a few do come through.

Well, it's less about my skill and more that when other easily accessible shops are busy, I manage to get commissions only by advertising, "We can do it here!"

I've even placed a sign near the counter of the inn I'm managing that reads "Smaison Armory: Accepting All Blacksmithing Requests," but apparently, people won't bother asking unless absolutely necessary.

Jeanne still helps out as usual, and the quality is certainly reliable. But wouldn't it be better not to use words like "all-around" or "miscellaneous"?

...I hope the female slaves aren't subtly obstructing my requests because they think my sexual frequency drops when I'm busy?

"If you're so reluctant, I suppose Frena could just take you instead."

"Don't give up so casually, Neia. Children need a place where they can sleep in peace. If the parents who are supposed to protect them turn their desires toward them, there's nowhere left to hide."

"Is that so... When I'm being held, I feel most secure and can sleep soundly, so I don't really understand."

"...You're also a special case, then."

It was pointless appealing to Neia, who couldn't even comprehend the concept of parents in the general sense and endured an excessively harsh adolescence.

In fact, if one looks at it calmly, sleeping while being continuously penetrated and filled inside by me might be more restful than sleeping anywhere soft and quiet. That could arguably be classified as a special fetish.

"But Frena isn't a foolish child either... She's the kind who will do absolutely nothing she truly dislikes, so I don't think it's just simple rivalry against Ele-chan."

"Perhaps she simply doesn't know about romance?"

"If you say that, I think quite a few would relate to that... Even I'm suspicious whether I had proper romantic feelings before having sex."

"...Yeah. Sorry."

I pushed the issue forcefully because if I left it alone, she'd probably die dramatically on her own. Yes.

Besides, among the female slaves, there are quite a few for whom sex comes before romance. Cases like cat-beast pairings clearly show that sexual desire and reproduction take priority.

If I don't have that, things get complicated again—I find myself unable to move freely. It's troublesome.

"I wish you'd just say it if all you wanted was some affection. But since you can't bring yourself to say that, maybe you're pretending to resist like Elia so I'll still give in...?"

"Well, who knows? She's definitely lonely about it."

Naea smiles softly.

She's adorable. It's typical for elves; she hasn't aged much since we first met.

The only difference now is that her belly has grown quite large.

"As for me, I won't be paying too much attention to Frena for a while, so it would really help if you stayed completely devoted to your father until the next child weans."

"Handing them off to their father isn't a bad idea, but shouldn't there be some limit to what's acceptable!?"

"...Well, that's just it. It's not like Selen, but... she's my daughter."

She looks away.

"...Whether you love me or whether you love sex, I guess it all comes down to blood."

"That's a dangerous theory because if couples who marry for love end up having incestuous relations!"

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Well, that's the thing.

At its root, this stems from the harem ethics where "not monopolizing one man" are accepted as normal. Once someone crosses that line and treats family members as more than just relatives, it becomes incredibly hard to reject the idea that "next will be me."

After all, I naturally love my beautifully raised daughters dearly—completely unrelated to any sexual meaning.

If they come running toward me from their own side, I can't push them away.

If this were a proper married couple, there'd be a solid defense like "I'm devoted only to Mom," but I don't have that at all. So when my beloved daughter shows such intense affection for me, I lack the necessary move to cut it off. Since I've already allowed Elia's intrusion, it's even more difficult now.

"E-Even so, touching a girl your age is..."

"She's already bigger than me."

"Is Jeanne sitting there?"

When characters like Jeanne, Ailina, or Solis appear, even the younger ones fall within range, making my defenses fragile in that sense too.

"When I reach this height, Cosmo Mom laughed and said it wouldn't be unreasonable as long as we're careful about pregnancy...♪"

"That person...!"

Vapor Palace, hot spring area.

In the end, I can't push away Frena, who straddles me while lying down with her slender legs spread apart, widening her own labia.

"After all, if you have a daughter, wouldn't you want to make sure her first time is yours...? I know that kind of thing...♪"

"That's normally not allowed!"

"...Then maybe we could just stick something random around here?"

"There's no way that would work!?"

"What about letting some random guy from Grance do it?"

"Just thinking about it makes me die."

That's underhanded, that leading question. There's no way a father would say yes. He wouldn't say yes.

I do feel like Elenia said something similar to me once, but did someone give her the idea?
...There are too many people who seem like they might have done it.

"Well, then it's only up to Dad to make it happen...♪"

"Normally, you don't go that far accommodating Papa's wishes!"

No, I'm not saying I want my daughter to be used. What I absolutely can't stand is having her casually defiled with some easy tool, or worse, by a man she doesn't even know. No, even if it's someone she knows, the feeling that something so helpless must remain untouched is beyond any reason—it just has to stay that way.

"This isn't about Dad's wish... it's mine too... we're in love, after all♪"

"Gugu..."

Frena slowly lowers herself. On her face, which still bears a strong resemblance to Neia's youthful features, I can see a tension mixed with excitement, right at the breaking point.

Just listening to her words might make it sound lewd, but she must have hesitated many times in her own way, made a decision, and pushed herself forward so she wouldn't turn back.

And the few female slaves and other women present in the hot spring area are watching her bold act with gentle smiles.

Should I stop them? Father and daughter trying to have sex? Isn't that normally impossible?

"N-No need to imitate Elenia like that...!"

"...Let me see you imitate it."

Frena murmurs softly.

My tension shifts slightly, and I flinch. It feels like I've touched something I shouldn't have. Even though I've had many relationships with various girls before, I can sense the signs of an approaching wave.

So, will Frena...?

"Let me see you imitate it...!! Hold me like Mom or Elenia did, love me with all your heart, cherish me... Why am I not allowed to do that!?"

"That's why, regarding things like that, Dad..."

"I want Dad to do it! I want him to make me feel good, and for me to feel good too... If Elenia is okay with it, then I should be fine too! Like Mom, we can hold each other tightly until we're exhausted, share our pleasure... I want to be happy. Why isn't that allowed!? I don't want anyone else to make me feel good!"

"Aaah..."

No, I truly cannot argue against this.

My daughter is thinking of me wholeheartedly. She understands everything and is offering her entire body only to me. Just that alone fills my heart, and once again, I find myself unable to bring up any counterexamples.

This isn't about procreation... Well, if it were done with proper contraception, it would be pointless anyway. In fact, Elenia has already accepted it under those conditions.

"It's okay, right...?"

"...Yes."

"It's okay, right?"

"...Y-Yes."

I lose.

Overwhelmed by my daughter's intensity, I agree to lower myself and let her father's penis enter her vagina.

She is truly adorable. Though she can be a spirited mare, she troubles me more than anyone else, yet she remains the treasure of both me and Neia.

My daughter, like her mother and older sister, turns her feelings toward me, wanting to feel my body through hers and make me feel it too.

This transgression is the second time for Elenia, yet the moment of entry—the sheer devastation of breaking through, that exhilarating despair standing back-to-back with love—never grows old.

Ah.
No good... it's the same as before.
Feeling so much love and transgression makes me incredibly weak.

"Dad...♪ Come on, you're going deeper again... now that we've reached this point... Dad, help me... all the way... aaah!?"

"Ugh... Frena... ah!"

As my clumsy daughter slowly lowers her hips... before I can fully penetrate her, an overwhelming ejaculation erupts.
The terrifying pressure of my release pushes against her hymen even faster than my penis could.
Her still-young, far-too-strong vaginal muscles trap the semen, swelling the depths of her vagina like a squirrel's cheek pouch.

"Aaah... Dad, s-suddenly...♪"
Perhaps, as a side effect of contraception, Cosmos-san cast a spell to dull the pain for us? She isn't complaining nearly as much as I expected.
But amidst the turbulent waves of conflicting emotions—having ejaculated inside another daughter's womb again—I'm utterly breathless with pleasure.

...No good.
If this becomes an addiction... if I carve further motives into myself to touch my daughters like this, it won't do. Yet, thinking so, I thrust deep into the swollen depths of her hymen, finishing what I'd started, and immediately begin again.

It feels good. Unbearably good.
I'm being made happy by the daughter I love.

"Amazing... Dad, you're so good... I want to too...♪"

Frena clings to me as if collapsing, right at my chest.

"Just like Elenia... do it to me...♪"

Not out of rivalry, but driven by envy that's finally within reach.

My daughters breathe heavily, filled with happiness.

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"Do the daughters look alike?"

"They do, don't they? Can't help it, we're half-elves, after all...♪"

While watching Frena, who had fainted from being thoroughly bred multiple times inside, and Elenia, who came later to continue the act, both displaying their lustful forms, the two half-elf mothers—proud of their ample bellies and breasts—chatted cheerfully while enjoying a warm bath.

...Is it okay to laugh at this? Can I just dismiss it because they're half-elves?
But having lost, I had nothing to say; all I could do was satisfy Elenia.

Frena, who is Neia's daughter, is a bit of a tomboy but she’s definitely not a pervert. Or so I think.

Neia herself has completely lost her resistance to sex, but she’s not the type to take the initiative. She’d never go around "preaching" about sex to children or anything like that.

Well, I mean, most people wouldn’t do something like that, but in our household it happens quite often. After all, the female slaves who are also mothers are living happily in a completely nude palace. And since the kids grow up there, they can’t help but develop an interest in the opposite sex and sex itself.

Though, it’s probably not a good idea to hide their eyes on it now, and even without taking examples like the cat beastfolk colony or Misty Palace, there are plenty of worlds out there with liberal attitudes toward sex and nudity.

I’ve been following the wisdom of long-lived species that say, "Just give them knowledge and options," so I’ve decided to teach the children, from an early age, that "we’re a special family" and to be open about sex and everything related to it.

Though, I’m not entirely confident that this will help develop average ethical standards. But the female slaves, who come from diverse races, social classes, and countries, say that such things vary depending on class and country anyway, so I’ve decided to accept that as the norm.

Still, it’s probably not a good idea to over-emphasize the pleasure of sex with them. I mean, why does she wait naked in line just to get Papa’s cock shoved in? Though, it’s important to prepare a proper answer for that.

And if we’re going to teach them, we should make sure to stress "wait until you’re an adult." Examples like Marche from Cosmos Honpo or our Elenia are kind of special cases.

…Wait, in the old desert south, girls could get married at 12? Is that still the case in some parts of the elf territories?

Th-that’s their culture. This is ours.

…Even with Elenia as an example, "this is our way" might backfire.

Ugh, forget it.

Lately, Frena has been acting strangely clingy. In a sexual way.

"Ele is hopeless, but I wish I could make Frena give up on that. She’s so cute, she’ll definitely become popular once she grows up… popular… ugh."

"Why do you look so frustrated…"

"Imagining some random guy chatting with her so casually because of how cute she is… and imagining her not entirely unwilling to it is such a trial for a father…!!"

"...Ahaha."

Neia gave a polite laugh, unsure how to respond.

Right now, I’m on my way back from delivering some work at the blacksmith shop in town.

With the population increasing, Polka has seen many new blacksmith shops open up. While there’s still not much normal work for me, there is a bit.

Well, it’s less about skill and more that other, more accessible shops are busy when I manage to get some work by advertising, "We can handle it!"

I’ve got a sign near the counter at the inn where I’m in charge of managing things that says, "Smison’s Weapon Shop. We take all kinds of repair requests." But it seems people only come to me if they’re really desperate.

Jeanne still helps out as usual, and my quality is reliable. Maybe it’s because I advertise myself as a jack-of-all-trades that’s the problem.

...Or maybe it’s because when I’m busy, the female slaves reduce the frequency of their... activities?

"If you’re that attached, why not just hold Frena too?"

"Don’t give up so easily, Neia. Children need a place to feel safe and sleep soundly. If their parents, who are supposed to protect them, turn their desires toward them, where can they hide?"

"I’m not sure… I’ve always felt most at ease sleeping when I’m being held, so I don’t really know."

"...You’re a special case too, huh?"

After all, it’s not like Neia had any parents in the traditional sense, and she ended up having a tough youth. Even if she tried to sympathize with me, it would’ve been a difficult conversation.

Or rather, honestly, it might be considered a special fetish that I sleep best when I’m being completely filled inside and left there while you’re still going at it. If you think about it calmly, it’s probably not something normal.

"But Frena isn’t a stupid girl either… She’s the type who would never do something she genuinely dislikes, so I don’t think it’s just competitiveness against Elet-chan."

"I think it’s more that she simply doesn’t know about love."

"Speaking of which, I think quite a few people would fall for that argument… Even I’m not sure if I had proper love before doing it, you know."

"...Yeah. Sorry."

If left alone, she’d probably die in some glamorous way, so I decided to push her forward. There.

Besides, among the female slaves, there are definitely quite a few who start with sex instead of love. The cat beastfolk group, for example, is clearly dominated by lust and reproduction first.

If I say it can’t be done because of that, it’ll just make things harder to move forward. This is troublesome.

"If you just want attention, I wish you’d say so. Since you can’t, maybe you’re pretending to be like Ele to get some affection… That’s what I think."

"I wonder. It’s definitely true that she craves affection, though."

Neia smiles gently.

She’s adorable. Like most elves, she hasn’t aged much since we first met.

The only difference now is that her belly is big.

"As for me, I’d prefer if Frena didn’t focus on me too much for a while, so it’d be great if she stayed completely devoted to her father until the next child weaned."

"The idea of leaving it to the father isn’t bad, but isn’t the line you’re drawing weird!?"

"...Well, you know… It’s not like I’m Selen-san or anything… She’s still my daughter."

She looks away.

"...I guess it’s just… maybe she likes you because of her blood. Or maybe because she likes the dirty stuff."

"That’s a dangerous theory that almost every couple who marries for love ends up engaging in incest!?"

Here’s the Japanese text to translate:

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Well, you see.

The root of the problem is that there’s a prevailing ethos in harems that doesn’t allow for exclusive relationships with one man.

Once someone crosses that line and takes it further into family territory, it becomes incredibly difficult to resist when others start thinking, “I could do it too.”

After all, I obviously love all the beautiful daughters who’ve grown up so beautifully. Not in a sexual sense, of course.

If they come at me, I can’t help but push them away.

If this were a proper marriage, there’d be a strong defense like, “I’m devoted only to Mama.” But I don’t have that, so when my beloved daughters get too attached, I lack the means to push them back. Especially now that I’ve let Elenia in.

“E-even so, isn’t it wrong to pursue girls who are this old…”

“They’re taller than me already.”

“Jeanne, sit down?”

When Jeanne, Irina, or Sori-chan show up, even the younger ones fall into my range of interest. That’s another reason why my defenses are weak.

“When they’ve grown this tall, Mama even laughed and said it’s not that wild as long as you’re careful about pregnancy… ♪”

[That person...]

Vapor Palace, Hot Spring Area. ###

In the end, I couldn’t push away Frena, who had spread her slender legs over me while lying down and was spreading her small labia herself.

“Even Father would want to claim his daughter’s first time for himself, right…? I know, I know…♪”

“That’s obviously not okay.”

“Then, would it be okay if I just stuck something random in there?”

“No way that’s okay!?”

“What about having some random guy from Grunge stick it in?”

“I’d die just imagining it.”

That’s underhanded. There’s no way Father would say yes to that leading question. No way.

Come to think of it, I feel like Elenia said something similar before. Did someone give her some advice?

…There are too many people I can imagine pulling that off.

"Then Father-san will just have to do it, right...♪"
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"Normally, I wouldn’t care so much about Father’s wishes!"
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It’s not that I want to lose my daughter or anything. I absolutely hate the idea of her being taken lightly by some tool or a faceless man, or even someone I know, and this feeling is just too overwhelming to do anything about it.
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"This isn’t Father’s wish, it’s mine... We’re just in love, that’s all♪"
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"Ugh..."
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Frena slowly lowered herself.
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Her face, still bearing the traces of a girl like Neia, showed a mix of tension and excitement, reaching the very edge of her limit.
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Hearing just her words, it sounded lewd, but she must have gone through countless internal struggles, made decisions, and pushed herself to the brink to ensure there would be no turning back.
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And the few female slaves and other women in the hot spring area were watching her reckless act with a mix of amusement and admiration.
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Wait, shouldn’t I stop this? A father and daughter trying to have sex? Isn’t that impossible?
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"Y-you don’t have to copy Elle so much...!"
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"...Let me copy her."

Frena muttered softly.

I flinched, startled by the slightly different tone in her voice.

It felt like I’d touched something.

Even though I’ve been with many girls and have learned to recognize the signs of a storm brewing, this was different.

What about Frena?

“Let me… let me do it! Hold me tight like Mom or Elenia, love me with all your strength, spoil me… Why can’t I do that!?”

“I mean, that’s what a father…”

“I want you to do it! I want you to make me feel good, and I want you to feel good too… If Elenia’s okay with it, then why can’t I be? Hold each other until we’re exhausted, make each other feel amazing… Why is that so wrong!? I don’t want anyone else to make me feel good!”

“Ah, uh…”

This is bad. I really can’t argue with her.

My daughter was pouring her heart into me. She understood and was willing to give herself entirely to me.

Just that alone filled my chest, and once again, I had no concrete response.

This act of procreation… well, if you’re being careful with contraception, it’s just pointless. In fact, Elenia lets it slide because of that.

“Is it okay…?”

“…Ugh.”

“Is it okay?”

“…Y-yes.”

I lose.

I was overwhelmed by my daughter’s intensity and agreed to let her father’s cock invade her depths, lowering myself to enter her.

She really is adorable. She’s a handful, but she’s the treasure of both me and Neia, more than anyone else.

My daughter, like my mother and my sister-in-law, directs her feelings toward her father, wanting to feel him through her own body and make him feel good.

This sin, the second after Elenia, the moment of entering… the moment of breaking through is a feeling of destruction, despair, and pleasure that I could never get used to.

Ah.

No, it’s bad, just like before… it’s the same.

I feel so weak from all this love and sin.

"Father...♪ See, it’s going in more, right? Once we’ve come this far... Father, help me... go deeper... ahhh!?"

"Ugh... Frena... ah!"

My clumsy, little daughter is slowly lowering her hips... and yet I haven’t even entered her fully, but I’m already cumming.

Before my cock could reach her, an overwhelming pressure of ejaculation tries to push apart her virgin membrane.

Her young, strong vaginal walls are trapping the semen, swelling up like a squirrel’s cheek pouch deep inside her.

"Ahh, ahhh... Father, that’s... too sudden...♪"

Maybe they used some magic from Cosmos-san to numb the pain and prevent pregnancy. She doesn’t seem to be in as much pain as I expected.

But I’m drowning in a sea of mixed emotions — another daughter’s vagina has made me cum again. I can’t even catch my breath from the pleasure.

...No good.

I can’t let this become a habit... I can’t carve any deeper motivation into myself to touch my daughters like this, but as I thrust to finish off deep inside her loosened virgin membrane, I immediately start up again.

It feels so good. I can’t help it.

I’m being pleasured by my beloved daughter.

“Wow… Dad, it’s so good… I’m…♪”

Frena clung to me as if collapsing, her face pressed against my chest.

“I want it to be like Elenia…♪”

Not in competition, but with longing, my hand reached out.

My daughter, breathing heavily with happiness.

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“It’s like you’re the same, isn’t it?”

“Yes, it is. It can’t be helped, after all—we’re half-elves♪”

While watching Frena, who had fainted from being filled over and over, and Elenia, who came later to continue, the two half-elf mothers with their full bellies and breasts were happily chatting and soaking in a half-bath.

…Is it okay to laugh about this? Is it really okay to brush it off just because we’re half-elves?

But as the loser, I couldn’t say anything, and all I could do was satisfy Elenia.