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ResetDragons grow very slowly, taking five years to mature by one year. Unlike the elf race, which matures similarly to humans, it takes a considerable amount of time for them to become adults, so if I had given birth to a dragon child, there's a high possibility that their lifespan wouldn't be long enough until they reach adulthood.
Looking at how Harry is still carefree despite his age, I think I could probably manage up to around 100 years in Polka, but what about beyond that? If asked whether it would be fine if I lived until adulthood or not, the answer would be limitless. Still, even so, do I want to become something like a sacred beast that doesn't die?
Well, I'd like to live as long as possible within reason. Thanks to the spirit spring, my body is in such good condition that I don't feel 40 (my former crossbow team friends who no longer live in Polka look quite aged when we meet), so if I stay away from danger, I think I could reach three digits.
And so.
The silver dragon girl Soris-chan looks to be around ten years old. It's been over ten years since we met her, so she must have grown by about two years. She seems unchanged because we see each other often, though.
Dragons grow slowly physically but mentally mature faster than or at least as fast as other races. As a result, even if they look young, their behavior is quite adult-like, which is somewhat strange.
By the way.
Since I found out about what happened with Frena, Soris-chan’s pressure has been intense lately.
"Master... It seems you’re making babies with Lady Frena."
"It's not like that! We're being careful so we don't have a baby!"
"I think it’s fine if you enjoy yourself, but..."
"You can’t just brush this off like that!!"
It was an extremely important issue.
No, the real problem was having sex with his own daughter. So what did avoiding pregnancy have to do with anything? I mean... sorry about that.
"Then shouldn't I be able to use you for making babies too?"
"... "
“Way you put it.”
“Well, I didn’t really mind from the start. If I can make babies with Frena-sama, then my body is good enough for that purpose.”
“I feel like there’s some misunderstanding here, but I’m not trying to increase my offspring or anything?”
“What do you mean by that?”
“Are you saying you just want to enjoy sex without having kids?”
“Hmm, your way of putting it could be better. As far as I can see, Veyper women don’t really avoid making babies… so if you’re trying to say that they misunderstand and think you only want them for pleasure, then that’s not the case.”
“No, there are people I’m fine with having kids with. I don’t think it’s inherently wrong to make babies.”
“…Why am I not okay? Dragons can still get pregnant at my age, you know?”
“I didn’t mean you’re not okay… I just want you to stop saying things like ‘use me for making babies’. It sounds like I’m trying to increase my offspring no matter who it is!”
“?”
Why are you looking at me like that, Soris-chan?
Looking up, tilting her head, and pursing her lips.
“Um…”
“…”
“…Well…”
“…”
“…If I say my sex organs can be used for sex and of course to make babies, will it lessen the weirdness?”
“You’re close. But why do you assume they have to be treated like tools?”
“Dragons are meant to be ridden by their riders, aren’t they?”
“Oh…”
Oh, right... Now that I think about it, the Crystal Palace dragons have a stronger difference in values compared to Mias and Rila.
"Whether as warriors or females, our joy lies in being of use. Of course, this includes bearing offspring."
"...Right, right..."
I thought I understood them pretty well since I haven't had too many issues with that kind of gap recently, but it seems like the dragons have been accommodating me all along.
Though we meet almost every time they come to help us from Crystal Palace, Solis-chan still doesn’t get it.
"Oh, or maybe you find something about my face and figure unappealing, so you don't think to use that idea? My hairdo?"
Solis-chan currently has her hair in two braids but is trying to let them down and put it up in a ponytail, which is common among slave girls.
I don’t particularly like or dislike that hairstyle.
"No, I didn’t mean anything by it. It’s fine."
For now, I’ll just calm Solis-chan down about this.
Even in the Vapora Palace, I have no idea who to talk to about this.
I feel like whoever I ask will just tell me not to worry and go for it.
Well, considering that I’ve even touched my own daughter, there’s really nothing left to be afraid of. But you know...
I’d at least appreciate some kind of excuse.
So with a grimace on my face, I wandered around the usual house where naked girls were giggling away without any sense of caution. In desperation, I turned to Corti for advice.
“Don’t worry and just go for it.”
“You’re exactly right!”
“That’s what everyone would say... Look at the porn palace you’ve built yourself. Why do you care if they’re a little young?”
“Well, that may be true, but... why isn’t anyone stopping me? It looks completely normal to me. Isn’t this something people should tell me has no common sense?”
“Why would someone who’s created an all-out porn paradise and lives in it want to hear about common sense? And you’re not even the one who needs common sense, are you? Hell, we’d probably be happy if you put a black collar on us like this.”
"Just a reminder, the black collar isn't supposed to be like that, right? It's just something we set up for you guys because of your special circumstances?"
"I'm not forgetting. That's all I mean by them being envious. Even if they're told they can't serve dragons as part of their duties, they still envy your collar."
"...Hey, the dragon girls, aren’t you getting a little too eager over there?"
"Besides, do you really understand that you’re human? You only have another hundred years or so left. We want to serve you for as long as possible, so why not take advantage of it while we can? Whether you're young is just your perception."
"If I lived another seventy years, I might break the world record for humans... maybe sixty or seventy years..."
"If you’re aware that time’s running out, then stop complaining. And don’t just look at my sister and me naked every day without getting us pregnant. That’s an insult to females."
So dragons think even a hundred years is short... I guess it makes sense since they live for a thousand years or so. By the way, Leila was the only one among those with black collars who gave birth to my child recently. And now she's breastfeeding our baby while enjoying some rather inappropriate playtime.
Corti and Sharil want to do that too... I really think it’s not good for their education.
"Thanks to you rubbing me for ten years, my breasts are finally as big as your sisters’. Once you get me pregnant, you’ll be perfect."
“What’s so perfect about that...”
“Stealing your bedmate, ♪”
“You’re loyal to Lainer, right? You live here on the assumption of that loyalty?”
“As a dragon, yes. But as a female, I still resent you for ignoring me back then, ♪”
I think revenge like that is too indirect. I’ll get pregnant with him.
After thinking about it for some time and consulting my female slaves around me (though I didn’t have the courage to ask anyone outside), I couldn’t come up with a proper excuse so I gave up.
Then I went to Crystal Palace and declared to Soris-chan,
“No one objected, so I’m going to take you.”
“Yes, ♪”
The naked dragon women who had gathered around me cheered. It was completely celebratory.
No, I didn’t ask for this. But lately, when I visit them, it’s become customary for all the women to strip naked before even greeting me as a sign of welcome.
The men don’t undress, so there’s an odd atmosphere, but since the village elder, Garam, is okay with it, no one dares to object. They seem to be trying to compete with Vapora Palace and Misty Palace in some way.
Their clothing culture is quite impressive, so I feel a bit wasteful about this.
But sorry, I always want to see those beautiful women’s breasts. It’s great.
“Then let us have a feast.”
“We’ll prepare your bed soon, please wait a moment.”
Despite declaring that they’re going to rape young girls, Garam and the ladies are starting a banquet around them.
“…You all plan on watching this?”
“I-I don’t mind, Master♪”
“Well, Emma did it alone with me in our room at first…”
“P-Please forget about it.”
Emma, who had come with me to Crystal Palace as a chauffeur today, blushed and looked awkward.
…She probably feels embarrassed because she cried before we could even start her first time.
Also, Solis-chan just calls him Master but they haven’t made the contract yet.
…They’ll probably do that soon. It’s kind of weird not making it official after doing it though.
Ah, I feel like I’ve been too affected by Elenia since this whole thing started.
“Um…”
I was wondering how to handle the situation when naked women dragged a slightly larger bed out from the village warehouse and set it up there.
“Phew. Here you go.”
“Thank you.”
“Thank you…nn♪”
After giving the women who brought me my food a breast massage and kiss, I eventually realized that this was how things were done at Vape Palace.
The Onyx Maids working hard over there and the dragon girls hanging around would prefer to receive their thanks in this way.
It’s not like I want to make impregnation sex a daily greeting in an ethics-shattered harem. But no one seems to mind.
“Perhaps I should cheer you up with those girls before Solis arrives.”
Even Garam is trying to be helpful.
No, it’s just a normal form of affectionate contact.
…Saying that makes me sound even worse.
“I-I can’t do that! If you’ve already made up your mind to give me this pleasure, then please follow the proper order!”
Sorise-chan panics and pushes them away.
Yeah, it’s kind of like they’re acting their age when it comes to family members, even the more mature ones. It's cute.
...Well, I’m about to fuck her in front of our relatives right now anyway.
“You want this.”
I grab Sorise-chan’s ass and whisper to her. Of course, she isn’t wearing any clothes either, just like the other women.
The only one actually dressed here is Emma.
“...Y-Yes...♪”
“Get on the bed and spread your legs.”
“...P-Please...♪”
The dragon beauty, her face soon lost in rapture from the lustful motions of my fingers on her bare ass, obediently followed my guidance. Back when I failed to have sex with Emma for the first time, I was clueless about finger techniques and everything else. I felt a little bad about that.
"...You're such a good girl."
"...I...I've finally...finally decided this...that ever since you formed an alliance with this palace, I would decide to be yours...♪"
"I'm sorry for that."
"Please use me as much as you want...every day, however many times you like...♪ Even when I'm pregnant and giving birth...♪"
"Don't rush, don't rush."
"I'm sure you won't find the same enjoyment elsewhere...I think it'll be fun to have you cum while my belly's swollen with your child...♪"
"Go ahead."
She was really pushing her appeal.
No, it's true that such things would be too dangerous for other races to enjoy intentionally. But I'm not so twisted, and the dragon has only impregnated a few people out of all those she’s been with, so please don’t get anxious about it.
Children are gifts from above; sex should be enjoyed without rushing. Let's avoid setting silly goals like wanting to have belly-popping sex when you're young.
As preparations for the feast progress, the girl lies exposed and open before a man’s hand, in full view of everyone in the village—her parents, siblings, or childhood friends among them.
But this is no longer something that would shame her into running away. After all these years of me coming here regularly and being welcomed with open arms, as well as Solis-chan having continued to offer herself, it has become a matter of pride for everyone in the palace, rather than a shameful secret.
...I guess I’ve really messed up things in various ways after all, I think to myself while resuming my caresses. The innocent girl lets out her cries outside under the open sky.
After some time, Solis-chan’s flawless, unblemished body is drenched with sweat and flushed red. Dragon girls are extremely resistant to pain, so even if I were to thrust into her right away, she’d probably be able to endure it.
I don't really enjoy that kind of painful intensity.
“Then, Soris-chan. …As you wished, I’ll use you.”
“…Yes… I’ve been waiting for this… ♪”
Like she was dreaming,
the girl waited for the man to use her as a sexual tool.
Her sensibilities were something humans couldn’t possibly understand, but it was completely normal for them.
For decades. Maybe even a century if I worked hard at it. No, that might be too much to ask.
I swore with my cock that I would continue to fulfill their humble yet greedy desires.
As though she wasn’t used to being penetrated, but craved it nonetheless, her small vagina eagerly accepted the male’s lustful intrusion.
“…Nn, uuhh… ♪”
“Good luck... you’re so cute, Soris-chan.”
“Soris... ♪”
“What?”
“Please call me by my name alone... ♪ From today on, I am a tool that will only serve this cock and make it feel good... ♪”
“…………”
This is definitely a perversion. The shivers of treating someone like a sex toy.
I could try to scold her right here while still inside her, but it would be too much effort and probably wouldn’t get through to her anyway. After some thought...
… I’ll just ignore it.
“Alright then, Soris.”
“♪”
“Starting today, you’ll serve my cock.”
“…Yes… I swear it♪”
Soris-chan clenches her newly opened pussy around my dick as if to pledge her loyalty.
A girl who looks just as young—if not younger—than my daughter is about to declare in front of the family that she will love my cock for the rest of her life.
The fact alone sends shivers down my spine. I couldn’t hold back any longer.
I start thrusting wildly, hugging a girl much smaller than me and pounding her delicate waist with an intensity as if another person had taken over my body.
The bed creaks under our movements, groaning with each impact.
Their genitals made crude, wet sounds as the girl, who was experiencing her first time today, moaned in a way that was unclear whether it was from pain, confusion, or pleasure. The villagers of this small village watched them while pretending to be at a banquet.
The women envied her for being violated and impregnated, and some even leaked their own arousal.
I wondered what the men thought as they looked at me like an adulterer, but I didn't have the courage to ask.
...While hugging Solis, I glanced over and saw Emma's brother Ray looking satisfied at us. When he noticed my gaze, he nodded back.
He must've sensed that I was worried about whether this was okay and was telling me something like "this is fine."
A rider’s honor is a dragon’s pride. A dragon finds happiness in using its strength and beautiful body for the sake of a rider in any way possible.
Their values were complex yet simple.
I knew it, but still...
...It's hard to live by such a simplistic value system.
“Solis… I’m going to impregnate you!”
“Ah, mm, uu… ah, hah, please… inside me… lots and lots♪”
Her body was already beyond her control. He used her vagina as he pleased, fucked her until she was spent, then ejaculated.
Dobururuuruuruu, Dohiruruuruuru, Dokku, dokku, dokku… Toku, toku, toku…
He spurted an excessive amount of semen into her virgin vagina, and it dribbled out with crude noises as he finished off her first time.
They embraced each other, exchanged breaths, then kissed deeply before looking at each other.
“Now, enjoy the feast, great rider!”
“Oh, can I just savor this a bit more?”
“No no, not only Solis. The other women also truly wish to make babies with you. The best female bodies in the Dragon Village are still waiting for you!”
“Garam, calm down a little. Don’t get weirdly competitive with Vape and Misty.”
“It’s not just that. Even the people of the desert town seem to be captivated by the great rider’s heart. But if it’s my Palace staff being serious about this, they won’t fall short.”
"Is he trying to beat all the perverted bases in the world!?"
Someone stop this old man.
A month later, after receiving approval from the other female slaves, Solis officially put on his collar.
Since he looked so happy, I decided not to think about Crystal Palace’s weird turn of events for a while.
Dragons have a slow rate of physical growth during their early years; it feels like they take five years to grow just one year's worth.
Unlike the Elven race, who reach adulthood at roughly the same rate as humans, dragons take a considerable amount of time to mature. This means that if a child is born a dragon, there is a high probability that I won't live long enough to see them reach adulthood.
Seeing how Old Man Harry is still drifting along quite effortlessly, I think I could manage to hang on until about age 100 if I stay in Polka, but as for anything beyond that, I'm not so sure.
Well, if you ask whether I just need to make it to adulthood or if I need to live longer than that, it becomes a bottomless question.
Then again, if you ask whether I actually want to become something immortal like a Divine Beast, I'm also a bit unsure about that.
I guess I just want to live a long life within reasonable, sensible bounds. Thanks to the Spirit Spring, my physical body itself is remarkably healthy—to the point where even I can't believe I'm in my 40s (my former crossbow corps friends who don't live in Polka look quite aged whenever I see them). So, as long as I avoid danger, I'd like to think I can make it into triple digits.
And then there's this.
Solis, the silver dragon girl, looks to be about ten years old.
Since it's been over ten years since we met, by my calculations, she should have grown about two years. Because I see her often, she doesn't look much different to me.
Dragons are naturally slow to grow physically, but their mental maturation is as fast as, if not faster than, other races; mentally, she is already quite composed. As a result, her demeanor is more mature than her appearance, which gives her a somewhat mysterious air.
Setting that aside, though.
Recently—or rather, ever since she found out that I've laid a hand on Frena—Solis's pressure has been intense.
"Master. ...I hear you have been engaging in 'procreation' with Lady Frena."
"I-It's not 'procreation.' I'm being very careful to ensure we don't have children."
"I think you are free to do as you please with that, but more importantly..."
"Why are you glossing over that part so casually!?"
It is a very important issue.
I mean, the core problem is "don't have sex with your biological daughter," and I'm not sure how much of an excuse it is to say "but I'm being very careful with contraception"... well, uh, I'm sorry.
"In that case, don't you think I am also nearing the point where I can be used for procreation?"
"............"
The way you put that.
"No, it's not that I had an issue with it from the start. I simply believe that if you can procreate with Lady Frena, then my body has also entered a sufficiently usable range."
"I feel like there's some misunderstanding here. I don't live my life with the driving principle of 'let's just increase the number of children at any cost,' you know?"
"? Does that mean you simply wish to indulge in pleasure without conceiving children?"
"Hey, can you do something about the way you're phrasing that?"
"From what I can see, I don't believe anyone in Vapor avoids having children... But if you intend to avoid procreation and simply enjoy the women, does that mean they are mistaken?"
"No, there is someone I'm okay with having children with. Yes. I don't intend to say that procreation is inherently bad."
"...Then why am I 'not okay'? Dragons are capable of conceiving even at this age, you know?"
"It's not that I'm saying you're 'not okay'... I just wish you wouldn't use phrasing like 'used for procreation' and stuff. It leaves the impression that you're saying, 'I don't care who it is, just increase my descendants by as many as possible!'"
"?"
Why are you making such a suspicious face, Solis?
Looking up at me, tilting her head, her mouth pulled into a slight pout.
"Uh..."
"..."
"Well..."
"..."
"...Would the sense of dissonance decrease if I said that my genitalia can also be used for sex, and of course, I can also bear children?"
"Close. More importantly, why are you speaking as if you're a tool being used?"
"Dragons are tools for their riders, are they not?"
Ah.
"I see... Now that I think about it, the gap in values in Crystal Palace is a lot stronger than it is with Maia and the others."
"Whether through combat prowess or as a female, to be of use is a dragon's greatest joy. This, of course, includes bearing offspring."
"...I guess so..."
Lately, I’ve rarely had to deal with those kinds of discrepancies with the dragon children, so I thought I understood them pretty well. But now I realize the dragons were simply the ones accommodating me.
While I see them often since they almost always show up whenever I call for reinforcements at Crystal Palace, it seems Solis-chan was still a bit oblivious to that.
"Ah, or perhaps there is something about my face or body type that you find particularly unappeable, so the thought of using me doesn't occur to you? Ah, perhaps my hairstyle?"
Solis-chan currently wears her hair in two braids, but she began undoing them, attempting to style them into a ponytail—a common look among female slaves.
It’s not that I specifically like her doing that. I don't dislike it, though.
"No, it's not that at all. It's fine."
For now, I managed to settle the matter with Solis-chan.
Even at Vapor Palace, I don't know who to turn to about this.
I feel like no matter who I talk to, they’ll just say, "Don't be so hesitant, just go ahead and bed her whenever you feel like it."
I mean, I know that since I've already laid hands on my own biological daughter, there's nothing left to fear—but still, you know?
I just want to be allowed at least some kind of excuse.
And so, wearing a grimace, I wandered around my usual home, where the naked girls were frolicking with absolutely zero sense of caution, and finally, unable to bear the weight of my thoughts, I consulted Corti.
"Don't be so hesitant, just go ahead and bed her whenever you feel like it."
"You said exactly what I predicted, word for word!"
"Anyone would say that... Go take a look at the erotic palace you built yourself. What's so wrong with her being a little young at this point?"
"You say that, but... Why is nobody trying to stop me? No matter how you look at it, this is backward. This is exactly the kind of thing where people should be telling me to learn some common sense."
"Why would someone who created and lives in an all-naked erotic paradise want to be lectured on common sense? Besides, you're not the type of person who needs common sense. If anything, a silver dragon from Crystal would be overjoyed to be given a black collar like us."
"For the record, the black collars aren't for that 'category,' okay? That's a specific setup I use because you guys have special circumstances!"
"I haven't forgotten that. It's just that even with that, they're envious. Even if you tell them 'service as a dragon is prohibited,' they'll still be jealous just because of your collar."
"...Aren't the Crystal dragon girls being a little too eager?"
"Besides, do you actually realize that you's a human? You've only got about another hundred years left, right? We want to serve you as much and as long as possible while we can. This 'she's too young' thing is really just a matter of your own perception."
"If I live another hundred years, I'll probably hold the world record for a human... At most, maybe sixty or seventy..."
"If you're aware you don't have much time, then stop whining. And don't just focus on your older sister; make sure you get me and Shario pregnant, too. Just staring at naked bodies every day without making them pregnant is an insult to females."
So, to a dragon, even having seventy years left is considered "not having much time"... Well, I suppose that's how it is when you live for a millennium.
By the way, among the black-collared group, Lyra is the only one who recently gave birth to my child. And lately, she has taken a liking to "that kind of play"—cowgirl position—while nursing our baby.
Corti and Shario both say they want to try it themselves... I honestly think it's bad for education, so they shouldn't.
"Thanks to you kneading us for ten years, our breasts have finally grown as large as Big Sister's, so once you've gotten us pregnant, you'll be perfect, won't you?"
"What do you mean, 'perfect'..."
"Netori play! ♪"
"You do actually have loyalty to Rainer, right? You're living here on the premise that you do, right?"
"As a dragon, yes. As a female, I still harbor a bit of a grudge because you didn't even look my way! ♪"
I think that's a bit of a roundabout way to get revenge. But I'll impregnate her anyway.
After agonizing for a while and vaguely consulting the female slaves around me (I didn't have the courage to consult anyone from the outside), I eventually gave up since I couldn't come up with a single excuse.
So, I went to Crystal Palace and made a declaration to Solis-chan.
"No one raised an objection, so I am going to ravage you."
"Yes! ♪"
"Yay!"—the naked dragon women gathered around me began to applaud. It was a complete celebratory atmosphere.
No, it’s not like I specifically requested this, but lately, it’s become the local custom for all the women to strip naked and welcome me before even offering a greeting.
Since the men, of course, don't undress, it creates a bizarre atmosphere, but since Old Man Garam—the de facto leader—has decreed it to be so, no one seems capable of defying him. Apparently, he’s doing this to rival Vapor Palace or Misty Palace.
It’s a shame, really, because the village has a magnificent clothing culture.
But honestly, I'm sorry, but I’m always down to see beautiful women's breasts. I'm truly grateful.
"Well then, let the feast begin!"
"We shall prepare a bed, so please wait a moment."
Despite the declaration that a young girl is about to be violated, Old Man Garam and the women begin setting up a banquet around her.
"...Are you all planning on watching?"
"I-I don't mind, Master♪"
"Well, the first time, Emma and I were alone inside the house..."
"P-Please forget that!"
Emma, who had come along with me today to provide transport to Crystal Palace, looked away with a flushed, awkward expression.
...So she's embarrassed because she ended up crying before we even started, and her first time was a failure.
Also, Solis-chan is calling me "Master" quite naturally, even though we haven't made a contract yet.
...Though we'll likely do it in the near future. It's not like there's a possibility of us having sex without ever actually signing anything.
Ah, I feel like I've been getting way too swept up in this lifestyle ever since the Elenia incident.
"Um..."
While I was wondering how to handle the situation, the naked women dragged a somewhat large bed out from the village warehouse and set it up right there.
"Phew. There you go."
"Thank you."
"You're very welcome... ngh♪"
I squeezed the breasts and kissed the women who had carried it for me, only to realize a moment later that this was actually the custom back at Vapor Palace.
The Onyx Maids working hard over there, and the dragon girls who frequent the place—they all prefer to receive my gratitude in this manner.
It’s probably not good practice to use the customs of an ethically collapsed harem—where breeding sex has become a routine greeting—on women from other places.
But no one seems to care.
"Shall we use those girls to build up your spirit before Solis?"
Old Man Garam was actually trying to be considerate.
No, that's not it; this is just a very normal way of showing appreciation through skinship.
...If I say that out loud, it'll probably just make things even worse.
"Y-You mustn't! Since you've finally felt inclined to bless me, please follow the proper order!"
Solis-chan panicked and pushed them back.
Yeah. It's true for the other dragon girls as well; even the more mature ones react quite age-appropriately when it comes to their own kin.
It's a heartwarming sight.
...Well, I'm about to violate that very same girl and creampie her right in front of her family and relatives.
"You're a greedy little thing," I whispered, grabbing Solis-chan's buttocks firmly. Of course, like all the other women, Solis-chan wasn't wearing a single stitch of clothing when she welcomed me.
In this Palace, the only woman currently wearing clothes is Emma.
"...! Yes...♪"
"Lie on the bed, and spread your legs."
"...P-Please...♪"
The dragon girl, driven to ecstasy in an instant by the movement of my fingers kneading her bare buttocks, obeyed my guidance with complete submissiveness.
Back when I first failed at my first experience with Emma, I certainly didn't have this kind of finger technique—or any other skills, for that matter. I felt a little bad about that.
"...Good girl."
"...F-finally... it's finally happening... Truth be told, ever since you formed your alliance with this Palace, I've resolved to... to let you hold me... ah...♪"
"I'm sorry about that."
"Please use me... use me plenty, as many times as every single day...♪ Even if I conceive, even on the day I give birth to your offspring...♪"
"Don't rush, don't rush."
"I... I'm sure no other way could ever be as enjoyable... Even with a hatchling swelling my belly, using me for seed extraction... I know it will be wonderful...♪"
"Easy now, easy."
Her appeal was incredibly intense.
I mean, it's true that such a thing would be too dangerous to intentionally enjoy with any other race. But I'm not that much of a pervert, and although I've been diligently breeding dragons, only a few have actually become pregnant, so I wish she wouldn't show such strange desperation.
Children are a gift. Sex is something to be enjoyed without rushing. Let's not obsess over strange goals like wanting to have heavy-bellied sex while still young.
As preparations for the feast progressed, the girl lay open, surrendering the deepest parts of her sex to a man's hand in a place visible to everyone in the village. Among those watching, there were likely her parents, her siblings, or perhaps even her childhood friends.
However, that was no longer a fact that would drown her in shame or make her want to flee. Over the dozen or so years that I had frequented this place and received their hospitality—and during the same years that Solis-chan had continuously longed to serve me—it was no longer a shameful secret, but an honor she could boast of to anyone in the Palace.
...I reflected briefly, thinking once again that I really am making a mess of various places, before resuming my caresses. I made the innocent girl cry out loudly in the open air.
After a period of continuous foreplay, Solis-chan's fine, unblemished naked body was flushed and slick with sweat. Since dragon girls are extremely resistant to pain, I suppose she could probably endure it even if I thrust in abruptly, but I don't really have a taste for that kind of painful intensity.
"Alright then, Solis-chan. ...I'll use you, just as you wished."
"...Yes... I've been... waiting...♪"
As if in a dream, the girl waited for the man who used her as a tool for sexual release. It was a sensibility that the human race could never begin to understand, but to them, it was only natural.
For the coming decades. Perhaps a century, if I try hard enough. No, that might be impossible. I vowed with my cock to continue responding to her humble yet greedy devotion.
With full preparation, I drove my male lust into her small vagina, which was unaccustomed to intrusion, yet thirsting for it.
"Ngh... ungh...♪"
"Hang in there... You're so cute, Solis-chan."
"Just... Solis...♪"
"Hm?"
"Please... use my name without honorifics...♪ Because from this day forward... I am nothing more than a tool... to serve this cock and make it feel good...♪"
"........."
This is a total fetish, isn't it? The kind where one gets thrills from being treated like a tool. I could try to reason with her right here while my cock is inside her, but that would kill the mood and probably wouldn't resonate well, so I hesitated for a moment, wondering...
...I decided to ignore it.
"Understood. Solis."
"♪"
“From this day forward, you will devote yourself entirely to my cock.”
“……Yes……I swear it! ♪”
Solis-chan clung to my cock with her newly opened vagina, vowing her loyalty with a tight squeeze.
A girl appearing no older than my own daughter... no, even younger than her.
In front of the entire clan, she declared that she would love my cock for the rest of her life.
To be honest, I was just as thrilled by that fact as she was.
But that was as far as my self-control could go.
As if a leash had been snapped, I began to thrust my hips wildly.
Embracing the girl—who was more than two sizes smaller than me—from above, I hammered my hips against her slender, fragile waist with a ferocity that made me seem like a different person.
The bed creaked and groaned under the strain.
The wet, vulgar sounds of our genitals slapping together filled the air. The girl, experiencing this for the very first time, let out gasps that were indecipherable—somewhere between pain, confusion, and pleasure—as she was tossed about at my mercy, while the villagers of this small hamlet looked on, maintaining the pretense of a feast.
The women looked on with envy at her being violated and impregnated, their own lusts surfacing as they grew slick with arousal.
I wondered what the men thought as they watched my tyranny, acting like a common interloper. I didn't have the courage to find out, though.
...As I glanced around while holding Solis, I saw Emma's brother, Rei, watching me with a satisfied expression. Noticing my gaze, he gave me a nod.
It was as if he sensed my internal anxiety—wondering if I was taking things too far—and was telling me, "This is exactly how it should be."
A Rider's honor is a Dragon's pride. A dragon's happiness lies in their superior strength and beautiful bodies being of use to the Rider in every possible way.
Their values are complex, yet simple.
I thought I understood it, but seeing it like this...
...Values that are too simple can actually be quite difficult to grasp.
“Solis... I'm going to knock you up...!”
“Ah, ngh, ugh... ah, hah... please... give me... so much...! ♪”
I used Solis's vagina—which had long since ceased to be able to keep up with my body—exactly as I pleased, ravaging her until I finally ejaculated.
Splurt, spurt, spurt... throb, throb, throb...
I poured an excessively large amount of semen into her innocent womb, letting it overflow with vulgar, squelching sounds, bringing her first time to a close.
We clung to each other, exchanging breaths... eventually layering kiss upon kiss, gazing into each other's eyes.
“Now, please enjoy the feast, O Great Rider!”
“Hey, can you give me a moment to enjoy the afterglow?”
“No, no! It is not just Solis; the other women also desire to conceive your children from the bottom of their hearts! The ultimate feast of female bodies, unique to the Dragon Village, is only just beginning!”
“Calm down, Garam. Let's not start a weird rivalry with Vapor or Misty, okay?”
“It is not just them. It seems the city of... something in the desert... has also captured the Great Rider's heart and won't let go. But if it is the serious intent of our Palace, we shall certainly not be outdone!”
“Are you trying to win against every sex hub in the world!?”
Someone, please stop this old man.
It was one month later when Solis officially donned her collar, having received the approval of the other female slaves.
Since she looked so incredibly happy, I decided to stop thinking about the fact that Crystal Palace had steered itself into a completely deranged direction.
Dragons have a slow growth rate in their youth, taking about five years to grow a year’s worth. Unlike elves, who mature almost exactly like humans, it takes them a considerable amount of time to reach adulthood. If I had a dragon as a child, there’s a good chance I wouldn’t live long enough to see them become an adult.
Looking at old man Harry still kicking around, I figure I could probably manage until about 100 if I stayed in Polka, but beyond that… who knows? Though, if you ask me if it’s enough just to reach adulthood or if I should aim for more, the possibilities are endless.
That said, even if I could become something immortal like a Holy Beast, I’m not so sure about that either.
Well, I’d like to live as long as reasonably possible. Thanks to the Spirit Spring, my body feels surprisingly youthful—definitely not like someone in their 40s (unlike some of my old Crossbow Corps buddies who’ve aged considerably since leaving Polka). As long as I steer clear of danger, I’d like to think I can hit triple digits.
Anyway.
Sorris, the silver dragon girl, looks to be around 10 years old at most. We’ve known each other for over a decade now, so she’s probably grown a couple of years since we met. Though she doesn’t seem much different because we see each other so often.
Dragons naturally grow slowly physically, but their mental maturity is on par with, or even faster than, other races. Mentally, they’re already quite composed. That’s why Sorris acts more mature than she looks, which is a bit strange in itself.
But that’s beside the point.
Lately—or rather, ever since I messed around with Frena—Sorris has been putting on serious pressure.
“Master… I hear you’ve been… creating offspring with Frena-sama.”
“W-wait, it’s not like that! We’re being careful to avoid pregnancy.”
“I think you may be mistaken, but more importantly…”
“Are you just brushing that off?”
This is a very important issue.
No, the whole point is don’t have sex with your own daughter, and even if you’re careful about contraception, what’s that supposed to excuse? Well… sorry.
“If that’s the case, shouldn’t I be allowed to be used for… creating offspring soon?”
“…………”
The way you put it.
“No, it’s not like I’ve been opposed to it from the start. If you can create offspring with Frena-sama, then I think my body is well within the range of being useful.”
“I feel like there’s some misunderstanding here. I’m not living by the principle of wanting to increase the population at all costs, you know?”
“？ Does that mean you only want to indulge in pleasure without creating children?”
“Hey, can’t you phrase it differently?”
“From what I’ve observed, almost no one in Veyper avoids creating offspring… If Master prefers enjoying women without creating children, does that mean they’re misunderstanding something?”
“Well, there are people I wouldn’t mind having kids with. It’s not like I think creating offspring is inherently bad.”
“…Why am I the one who’s ‘no’ then? Dragons can still get pregnant at this age, you know?”
“I’m not saying ‘no’… it’s just that I’d prefer you didn’t phrase it as ‘using me for creating offspring.’ It gives the impression that I’m saying, ‘Anyone, just increase my descendants by one more!’”
“？”
Why are you looking so suspicious, Sorris?
Looking up at me, tilting her head, pursing her lips.
“Um…”
“……”
“About that…”
"…?"
"…If I say my sex organs can be used for sex and I can obviously have children, does that make it less weird?"
"So close. Or rather, why do you assume we’re just tools from the get-go?"
"Dragons are their rider’s tools, aren’t they?"
Ah.
I see… Come to think of it, Crystal Palace has a bigger difference in values than Myia and the others, or even Lila.
"Whether as a fighting force or as a female, a dragon’s joy lies in being useful. Of course, that includes bearing children."
"…Right, I guess…"
Lately, I haven’t been having much trouble with those gaps with my dragon kids, so I thought I understood them pretty well, but I realize now they’ve been adjusting to me.
Crystal Palace always shows up when I call for backup, so we see each other often, but Solis still seems a bit clueless about that stuff.
"Or… could it be that there’s something about my face or body shape you don’t particularly like, so the idea of using me hasn’t crossed your mind? Oh, or maybe my hairstyle?"
Solis currently has two pigtails, but she’s trying to undo them and put her hair up in a ponytail, which is relatively common for female slaves.
It’s not something I particularly enjoy, though I don’t dislike it.
"No, it’s not that. It’s fine."
For now, let’s just leave it at that with Solis.
Even in Vapor Palace, I don’t know who to consult about this.
No matter who I talk to, they’d all just say, "Don’t be so hesitant and just use her whenever you want, right?"
Well, yeah, I’ve even touched my own daughter, so there’s nothing left to fear, but still…
I want at least some kind of excuse.
So, with a grim expression, I walk around my usual home where naked girls are happily playing without any self-consciousness, and then, out of desperation, I consult Corti.
"‘Don’t be so hesitant and just use her whenever you want, right?’"
"You said exactly what I expected!"
"Everyone would say that… Just look around your own erotic paradise you built. What’s wrong with being a little young?"
"I know, but still… Why isn’t anyone trying to stop me? It looks completely backwards to me. Shouldn’t I be told to have some common sense?"
"Why would someone living in this all-out, everyone-is-naked erotic paradise want to be lectured about common sense? And you’re not the one who needs it, are you? If anything, we’d be happy to put a black collar on you like us, especially since you’re a silver dragon from Crystal Palace."
"Just so you know, black collars aren’t really for that kind of thing. It’s a setting we have because of our special circumstances, okay?"
"I haven’t forgotten. Even with that, they envy you guys. If they were told they couldn’t serve as dragons, they’d still be jealous just because of your collar."
"…Hey, Crystal girls, aren’t you getting a little too forward about this?"
"And are you even fully aware that you’re human? You only have like another hundred years, right? I want to serve you for as long as possible, so let’s do it sooner rather than later. The whole ‘too young’ thing is just your problem."
"If I live another hundred years, I’ll probably set a world record for humans… I think I’m at 60 or 70 years now…"
"If you realize you’re running out of time, then stop dawdling. And it’s not just Sister, but Corti and Sharlio too. Just impregnate us already. Just looking at our naked bodies without actually getting us pregnant is a blasphemy against females."
"So even with 70 years left, you still think you’re running out of time… Well, considering you live for a thousand years, I guess that’s how it is."
"By the way, only Lila in the black collar group gave birth to my child a while back. And recently, she’s been enjoying riding me while breastfeeding. Corti and Sharlio want to do that too… I think it’d be bad for their education, so I don’t think they should."
"Thanks to the ten years you spent working on it, your boobs are finally as big as Sister’s. If you just get pregnant, you’ll be perfect, right?"
"What's so perfect about it…?"
"Rape play♪"
"You actually loyal to Liner, right? You're living here assuming that's the case?"
"As a dragon, yeah. As a female, I kinda resent how she never even glanced my way♪"
I think that kind of roundabout revenge is a bit much. I'll just knock her up instead.
After agonizing over it for a while and subtly consulting my surrounding slave girls (consulting outsiders was something even I couldn't bring myself to do), I eventually gave up because no good excuses came to mind.
Then, I went to Crystal Palace and declared to Solis:
"Since no one objected, I shall defile you."
"Yes♪"
The naked dragon women gathered around me clapped. It was a full-blown celebratory mood.
Well, it’s not like I asked them to, but lately, whenever I visit, everyone strips before even saying hello—it’s become the custom.
The men, of course, don’t strip, so the atmosphere is… unusual. But Garam-Oldie, our de facto leader, says it’s fine, so no one dares to object. Apparently, it’s their way of countering Vapor Palace and Misty Palace.
It’s a shame, because their fashion culture is amazing.
But sorry, I always want to see those beautiful breasts. I’m grateful.
"Now then, let us feast."
"I shall prepare the bed, so please wait a moment."
Even though it’s a declaration of defiling a young girl, Garam-Oldie and the women are about to start a banquet around her.
"...You're all planning to watch?"
"O-Of course not, Master♪"
"Well, I did it with Emma alone in my room at first…"
"P-Please forget that."
Emma, who came with me as an escort to Crystal Palace today, blushes and looks awkward.
...So, she’s embarrassed because she cried before we even got to the main event, making her first time a failure?
Also, Solis is already calling me "Master," but we haven’t even signed a contract yet.
...Well, I’ll probably do it soon. But I’m not really into just banging someone and then signing a contract afterward.
Ah, I feel like I’ve been swept away too much since the Elenia incident.
"Um…"
While I was wondering what to do in this situation, the naked women dragged out a fairly large bed from the village storage and set it up right there.
"Huff. Here you go."
"Thank you."
"You’re welcome… mnh♪"
I groped their breasts and kissed the women who carried it over, then later realized that was just Vapor Palace’s custom.
The Onyx Maids who work tirelessly there and the Dragon Girls who hang around all the time want to receive my gratitude in this form.
It’s not good to apply the etiquette of a morality-busting harem where impregnating sex is a standard greeting to women from other places, right?
But no one seems to mind.
"Should we give the missus a little something to cheer her up before Solis?"
Old Garam's trying too hard to be considerate.
No, no, this is just normal consoling physical affection.
…Saying it out loud makes it even worse.
"N-no, that won't do! Since you've graciously decided to bless me, we must follow proper order!"
Solis-chan hurriedly pushes them back.
Yeah. It's the same with the other dragon girls, but when it comes to family, even the more mature ones act their age.
It's endearing.
…Well, I'm about to gang-bang her in front of her family and relatives and fill her up.
"You're a greedy little thing."
I whisper, grabbing Solis-chan's ass tightly. Of course, like the other women, Solis-chan isn't wearing any clothes when she welcomes me.
Emma's the only one still clothed in this palace right now.
"…Y-yes…"
"Lie on the bed and spread your legs."
"…P-please…"
The movements of my fingers massaging her bare ass send waves of lust through her, and before I know it, the dragon beauty is wearing an expression of bliss and obediently following my lead.
Back when I messed up my first time with Emma, I didn't even have these finger skills, let alone any other techniques. Sorry about that.
"…Good girl."
"…F-finally… finally now… It's been since the very beginning, ever since you formed a bond with this palace, that I've been determined to be taken by you…♪"
"I'm sorry for keeping you waiting."
"Use me… use me as much as you want, every day, as many times as you like…♪ Even if I get pregnant, even on the day I give birth…♪"
"No need to rush, no need to rush."
"I-I'm sure you can't enjoy the same thing with anyone else… Using a young dragon's swollen belly for milking, that must be fun…♪"
"Alright, alright."
That's some intense pleading.
Yeah, I guess it's true that you couldn't safely enjoy something like that with other races on purpose.
But I'm not that depraved, and even though I'm busy breeding the other dragons, only a few of them get pregnant, so don't get all worked up over nothing.
Kids are a blessing. Sex is something to enjoy without rushing. Don't get fixated on some weird goal like wanting to get knocked up young.
As preparations for the feast continue, the girl is surrendering her body to a man's hands in a place where everyone in the village can see her, opening herself completely to his touch.
Among those watching are her parents, siblings, and perhaps childhood friends.
But that's no longer something that would shame her or make her run away.
In the dozen years I've been coming here, being welcomed time and again, and in the same years Solis-chan has continued to desire my service, it's no longer a shameful secret but a source of pride for everyone in the palace.
…Okay, maybe I'm messing things up in too many places. I reflect on that for a moment before resuming my caresses, making the innocent girl scream her lungs out outdoors.
After a good session of lovemaking, Solis-chan's flawless, unblemished naked body is flushed and sweaty.
Dragon girls are incredibly resistant to pain, so even if I just plunged in right away, she'd probably be able to endure it.
I don’t really have a taste for that kind of painful intensity.
“Well then, Solis… I’ll use you as you wish.”
“…Yes… I’ve been waiting… ♪”
Like in a dream.
The girl awaits the man who will use her as a tool for his carnal desires.
It’s something the human race could never understand, but for them, it’s only natural.
For the next few decades—maybe even a century if she works hard enough. No, probably not.
I swear with my cock to continue fulfilling that humble yet insatiable longing.
Like forcing the full weight of male lust into a small, unaccustomed vagina that has been yearning for penetration.
“…Hnn, ugh… ♪”
“Hang in there… You’re so cute, Solis.”
“Solis… ♪”
“Hm?”
“Please, call me by my first name… ♪ From today onward… I am a tool to serve this cock, to give you pleasure alone… ♪”
“…………”
This is definitely a fetish. That thing where she gets turned on by being treated like an object.
I could lecture her right now while still thrusting inside her, but that’d be too much of a buzzkill and wouldn’t have any impact. I pondered for a while…
…Then I just ignored it.
“Fine. Solis.”
“♪”
“Serve my cock from today onward.”
“…Yes… I swear it! ♪”
Solis clutches my cock tightly within her freshly opened vagina, pledging her loyalty.
A girl as young as—or even younger than—my daughter.
She declares before the entire clan that she will love my cock for the rest of her life.
And honestly? I’m getting off on that fact just as much as she is.
That’s where my self-control snapped.
I began thrusting with a wild, unrestrained energy.
Hugging the girl—who’s more than two sizes smaller than me—from above, I slam into her slender, fragile hips with an intensity that feels like a different person entirely.
The bed creaks. Groaning under the weight.
Our genitals slap together with vulgar wetness, and the girl—virgin to this experience—lets out moans that are neither pain nor confusion nor pleasure, just pure, unfiltered sensation as she’s tossed about at will. The small village’s residents glance sideways at her while they set up their banquet.
The women envy her, being violated and impregnated, and their own vaginas moisten with lust, hoping for the same.
What are the men thinking as they watch my blatant infidelity? I don’t have the courage to ask.
…Casting a glance around while holding Solis, I notice Ray, Emma’s brother, watching me with satisfaction. He catches my gaze and nods back.
He must sense my inner uncertainty—Is this really okay?—and seems to be saying, “You’re fine with it.”
A Rider’s honor is a Dragon’s pride. Exceptional power, a beautiful body—everything that serves a Rider brings joy to a Dragon.
Their values seem complex yet are simple at their core.
I thought I understood, but seeing it again…
…Values too simple can be surprisingly difficult.
“Soris… I’m going to impregnate you…!”
“Ah, ungh, ugh… Ah, ha-ha-ha… Give it to me… Give it to me all, mm!”
Using Soris’s womb as he pleased—her body no longer resisting—he ravaged her, emptied himself within her.
Drubulllllrrr, Dhuurrrrr, Dukk, Dukk, Dukk… Tok, Tok, Tok…
He spewed his impossibly abundant seed into her virginal depths, the vulgar squelching sounds overflowing as he sealed her first experience.
They clung to each other tightly, exchanging breaths… soon their lips met in soft, lingering kisses, their eyes locked.
“Now then, enjoy the feast, Great Rider!”
“Wait, just a little longer for the afterglow?”
“No, no, it’s not just Soris—every woman here yearns to bear your children! The finest collection of female bodies this Dragon Village has to offer is yet to come!”
“Galam, calm down. Stop trying to one-up Vape and Misty, okay?”
“I am not alone in my ambition. Even that desert city you speak of seems determined to capture the Great Rider’s heart. But if we at the Palace are serious, we shall not be outdone.”
“Are you trying to become the world’s top erotic hub!?”
Someone stop this old man.
A month later, with the approval of the other female thralls, Soris was officially fitted with her collar.
She looked so happy that I decided to forget about Crystal Palace and its complete derailment for a while.
Dragons grow at a glacial pace during their youth, taking five years to gain just one year's worth of growth.
Unlike elves, who mature almost as quickly as humans, it takes dragons an immense amount of time to reach adulthood. If I were to have a dragon child, there's a high probability they wouldn't live long enough to grow up before I did.
Judging by the carefree demeanor of old man Harry, who is still living comfortably, I suppose Polka could manage until around 100 years old. But what about beyond that?
Well, if reaching adulthood is all that matters, then fine—but when you ask how long after that, the possibilities become endless.
Still, I don't want to become some kind of immortal holy beast that never dies. That doesn't sound appealing either.
In any case, I'd like to live as long as reasonably possible. Thanks to the Spirit Spring, my body shows no signs of aging; I can't believe I'm in my forties (my former Crossbow Squad friends from before I moved to Polka look significantly older whenever we meet). As long as I avoid danger, I think I could easily reach triple digits.
Anyway.
The silver dragon girl, Solis, appears to be around ten years old. It's been over a decade since we met, so she must have grown about two years in age. Since we see each other frequently, she doesn't seem to have changed much.
Dragons naturally grow slowly in terms of their physical bodies, but their mental maturity reaches levels comparable to—or even surpassing—other races at a much earlier stage. Spiritually, she's already completely settled. That's why her demeanor is so mature for someone who looks so young; it gives her an oddly enigmatic presence.
That said...
Lately, or rather, ever since I found out about what happened with Frena, Solis has been radiating an intense pressure.
"My lord... it seems you're planning to have children with Lady Frena."
"W-wait, that's not what I meant! I'm being extremely careful not to conceive!"
"If that's your preference, go ahead—but there's something more important."
"Don't gloss over this casually!?"
This is a very serious matter.
No, actually, the issue is that you shouldn't sleep with your own daughter in the first place. And if contraception is being used strictly, how does that serve as any kind of excuse? Well... sorry about that.
"Then, don't you think I'm ready to contribute to childbearing soon?"
"…………"
The way she said it.
"No, I never had any objections from the start. If Lady Frena can bear children for you, then my body is certainly within usable range as well."
"I get the feeling there's some misunderstanding here. I'm not living with the mindset of 'I desperately want to increase my offspring' or anything like that."
"?" "So, all you want is pleasure without producing children?"
"Come on, can't you phrase that differently?"
"In my opinion, among dragons, almost no one avoids childbearing... If your lordship intends to avoid conception while still enjoying women, does that mean they're mistaken in their understanding?"
"No, there are people I'm okay with having children with. Yes. I don't think avoiding childbearing is universally bad."
"...Then why am I not allowed? Dragons can conceive even at this age!"
"I'm not saying you can't... I just want you to stop using phrases like 'use for childbearing.' It sounds like you're saying, 'Anyone will do—just give me as many descendants as possible!' "
"?"
Why are you looking at me with such a suspicious expression, Solis?
She looks up, tilts her head, and forms a pout.
"Well..."
"..."
"That..."
"..."
"If I say that my genitals are also usable for sex and, of course, I can bear children, does that reduce your discomfort?"
"Close. Or rather, why do you assume we're meant to use you like a tool?"
"Dragons are mounts for riders, aren't they?"
Ah.
I see... It seems Crystal Palace has a stronger gap in values compared to people around here than Maia and Lyra do.
"Whether as combat power or as females, serving you is the dragon's joy. Of course, that includes bearing offspring."
"...Oh, I see now..."
Lately, since I've had fewer awkward moments with the dragon children due to such gaps, I thought I understood quite well—but it feels like the dragons themselves have been accommodating me.
Even though Solis comes almost every time when we call for support at Crystal Palace and we meet often, she still seems unaware of this aspect.
"Oh, or perhaps there are parts of my face or body you particularly dislike, so you haven't even considered using me? Oh, maybe my hairstyle?"
Solis currently has her hair in two low ponytails, but she's trying to let it down and tie it into a high ponytail, which is more common among female slaves.
I'm not especially encouraging her to do this; I don't dislike it, though.
"No, that's not what I meant at all. It's fine."
For now, let's put Solis at ease for the moment.
At Vaper Palace too, I don't know who to consult about this matter.
No matter who I talk to, they'll only say, "Just go ahead and use her casually without any hesitation," or something like that.
Well, since even my own daughter has touched hands with me, there's nothing to fear—but still.
I just want some kind of excuse.
So, with a reluctant expression, I circled around our usual home where the fully naked girls are laughing and playing as if unbothered by anything, eventually deciding to consult Corti after much deliberation.
"Just go ahead and use her casually without any hesitation?"
"You're saying exactly what I expected!"
"Everyone says that... Look around at the erotic palace you built yourself. Why are you so childish all of a sudden?"
"I know that, but still... Why does no one stop me? From any perspective, it's the opposite. This should be a case where people tell me to have more common sense."
"How can someone living in an all-out nude erotic paradise like this want to be taught common sense? And besides, you're not even on the side that needs common sense. If anything, we'd be happy if you put black collars on us too, just like those silver dragons from Crystal."
"But technically, a black collar isn't meant for that kind of framework, right? You set it up because you have special circumstances."
"I haven't forgotten about it at all. Even so, they're envious of it. Even if you say dragons are forbidden from serving as such, they'd still be envious just because of your collar, actually."
"...Are the Crystal dragon girls leaning forward too much?"
"And besides, do you really understand that you're human? You only have about a hundred years left. We want to serve you for as long as possible while we can, if at all. Being called 'childish' is purely your own issue."
"If I live another hundred years, I'll probably set a world record for humans... I think I've already lived sixty or seventy years..."
"If you're aware that time is running out, stop making excuses. And besides Sister, make sure to impregnate me and Shario too. Just staring at our naked bodies every day without impregnating us is an insult to females."
So even dragons consider "a hundred years" as "not enough time"... Well, since they live for a thousand years, that's understandable.
By the way, among those with black collars, only Layra recently gave birth to my child. And lately, she enjoys riding me while breastfeeding our baby—a rather peculiar play.
Both Corti and Shario are eager to try it themselves... Though I think it's definitely bad for their education and shouldn't be done.
"You've finally grown your breasts to the same size as Sister thanks to being squeezed for ten years, so once you impregnate me, you'll be perfect from my perspective, won't you?"
"What exactly is perfection..."
"Taking you as a captive ♪"
"You truly owe your loyalty to Liner, don't you? You've been living here on that premise, haven't you?"
"As a dragon, yes. But I still hold some grudge against the fact that he never even glanced at me when I was female ♪"
I can't say I approve of such roundabout revenge. Though... it might lead to pregnancy.
After spending some time pondering and consulting somewhat discreetly with the female slaves around me (admitting it to outsiders would have taken far too much courage, even for me), I ultimately found no valid excuse and gave up.
Then I went to Crystal Palace and made my declaration to Solis-chan.
"Since no one has voiced any objections, I shall claim you."
"Yes ♪"
Whoa— all the fully nude dragon women gathered around me began clapping. The atmosphere was pure celebration.
Well, I wasn't actually asking for anything like that, but lately, whenever I visit, it seems to have become customary for every woman to strip before greeting me as a form of welcome.
Of course, the men don't undress, creating an oddly surreal atmosphere. But since Garam, the de facto leader, has given his approval, no one dares oppose it. It appears they're trying to rival Vaper Palace and Misty Palace in this regard.
This village's culture of dress is truly magnificent, so there's a certain waste in seeing everyone naked.
But I apologize—I must admit, I genuinely want to see the beauties' breasts anytime. It's deeply appreciated.
"Then let us begin the feast."
"I'll prepare your bed; please wait a moment."
Even though my declaration was about claiming an innocent young girl, Garam and the women immediately started preparations for a banquet around her.
"...Do you intend for everyone to watch?"
"W-well, I have no objection, My Lord ♪"
"As far as I remember, Emma initially did it alone inside her home during their first time..."
"P-please forget about that!"
Emma, who accompanied me today as my escort to Crystal Palace, turns red and looks deeply embarrassed.
...Perhaps she's ashamed because she cried before things could happen, making her maiden attempt a failure.
Also, Solis-chan still refers to me casually as "My Lord," even though our contract hasn't been formalized yet.
...Though I suppose it will be done soon enough. There's no point in engaging in acts without finalizing the agreement afterward.
Ah, somehow, since the incident with Elenia, I feel like I've been swept along too much by others' decisions.
"Well..."
As I pondered what to do next in this situation, the nude women dragged a slightly larger bed from the village warehouse and set it up right there.
"Phew. Please go ahead."
"Thank you."
"You're welcome... mmm ♪"
After thanking the women who brought the bed by caressing their breasts and kissing them, I reflected for a while that this was actually the custom at Vaper Palace.
The Onyx Maidens working diligently there and the dragon girls who frequently visit seem to prefer receiving my gratitude in such a manner.
It's not proper to engage in breeding sex—a practice that has become indistinguishable from daily greetings in this ethically collapsed harem—with women from outside the group.
Yet, no one seems to mind at all.
"Let's give those girls a little show before Solis."
Uncle Garum seems to be trying too hard to think of something clever.
No, that's not it at all. This is just normal, friendly physical affection meant as encouragement.
...If I say it out loud, it'll only make things worse.
"S-so that's not allowed! Since you've been so kind enough to favor me, please follow the proper order!"
Solis hurriedly pushes them back.
Hmm. It's true for all the dragon girls too; even when dealing with family, they react in a way that feels age-appropriate, no matter how mature they are.
It's sweet and nice.
...Well, I'm about to take advantage of such a girl right here in front of her relatives and family.
"You're so eager."
I firmly grasp Solis's buttocks and whisper. Of course, like the other women, Solis is completely naked from the moment she welcomed me.
In this palace right now, Emma is the only one still wearing clothes.
"...y-yes...♪"
"Lie on the bed and spread your legs."
"...o-okay... please...♪"
Her fingers kneading her bare ass spread arousal through her body, and in no time at all, she floats into a trance-like state, obediently following my lead.
When I first failed with Emma during our first time, I didn't even know proper techniques like this—or any others for that matter. I feel a bit sorry about it.
"...such a good girl."
"...f-finally... it's finally happening... You know, ever since you formed an alliance with this palace, I've been determined in my heart to let you have me...♪"
"That was unkind of me."
"Please... please use me as much as you want, every day, however many times...♪ Even if I get pregnant, even on the day I give birth...♪"
"Don't rush, don't rush."
"I'm sure... I'm sure I won't be able to enjoy anything else in the same way... Having a young dragon's belly swell up and then being drained of its essence must be incredibly pleasurable...♪"
"How about that?"
She's putting on such an intense display.
Well, it's true that with other races, doing something like that would be dangerous and intentionally enjoyable only if one is careful.
But I'm not particularly perverted, and since there are many dragons being bred elsewhere while only a few have gotten pregnant, I don't want her to get unnecessarily anxious.
Children are a gift; intimacy should be enjoyed without rushing. Stop fixating on weird goals like wanting a potbelly sex before you're young.
As preparations for the banquet progress, the girl lies open in a place visible to everyone in the village, surrendering her deepest parts to a man's hand.
Among those watching are surely her parents, siblings, or even childhood friends.
However, this does not shame her into hiding or fleeing.
Over the past decade and more that I have visited and been welcomed here, and during the same years Solis has continued to offer herself, what was once a secret source of embarrassment has become something anyone in the palace can proudly boast about.
...Reflecting on it, I realize I've been acting strangely in many places lately. With a slight sense of regret, I resume caressing her, letting the innocent girl cry out freely outdoors.
After a good while of affectionate touching, Solis's flawless, unblemished naked body is thoroughly flushed with sweat and trembling with excitement.
Dragon girls are extremely resistant to pain, so even if I were to thrust in suddenly, I suppose she could endure it just fine.
I don't enjoy that kind of cringeworthy roughness.
"Then it's settled, Solis-chan... As you wished, I'll use you."
"...Yes... Please wait...♪"
As if dreaming.
The girl longs for a man who will treat her as an instrument for satisfying his lust.
While such sensibilities are utterly alien to humans, for them it is entirely natural.
Over the coming decades—or perhaps even a century if we push ourselves hard enough, though that seems unlikely—I swear with my penis to continue responding to this humble yet voracious longing.
With full anticipation, I drive my male desire into her vagina, which has never been penetrated before but desperately craves invasion.
"Ah... ugh...♪"
"Keep going... You're so cute, Solis-chan."
"Solis, and...♪"
"Huh?"
"Please call me by my name...♪ From today onward, I am nothing more than a tool dedicated solely to serving this penis, making it feel good...♪"
"......"
This is completely fetishistic. She shivers at being treated like an object.
I could lecture her while still thrusting inside her right now, but that would be too hesitant, ineffective, and uncertain whether it would work... So I hesitated for a moment.
...Let's skip it.
"Understood. Solis."
"♪"
"From today onward, you will serve my penis without fail."
"...Yes... I swear...♪"
Solis-chan, tightening her newly opened vagina around my penis and swearing loyalty.
A girl younger than even my daughter—perhaps significantly so.
She declares before the entire clan that she will love my penis for the rest of her life.
Honestly, I too feel a shiver at this fact.
I could no longer hold back.
Like someone whose restraint has been shattered, I begin to swing my hips wildly.
Cradling the girl, who is more than two sizes smaller than me, I slam my hips against her slender, fragile waist with ferocity unlike any human being.
The bed creaks, groaning under the strain.
Our genitals squelch together with crude sounds. The girl, experiencing this for the first time today, cries out in a panting voice that blends pain, confusion, and pleasure, while being tossed about helplessly. Meanwhile, the villagers of the small settlement watch sideways, maintaining the pretense of a celebration.
The women envy her violation and impregnation, moistening themselves with anticipation, hoping they might one day be chosen too.
As for the men, what thoughts run through their minds as they gaze at my brutish behavior? They lack the courage to question it directly, yet surely they are thinking something.
...Glancing briefly while holding Solis tight, I notice her brother Ray watching me with a satisfied expression. When he catches my gaze, he nods knowingly.
He must have sensed my inner hesitation—"Is this really okay?"—and silently conveyed, "You're doing just fine."
A rider's honor is a dragon's pride. Though they possess great strength and beautiful bodies, their true happiness lies in serving riders in every possible way.
Their values seem complex yet are fundamentally simple.
I thought I understood this before, but reflecting on it again...
...Values that are too simple can actually be quite difficult to navigate.
"Solis... you're pregnant..."
"Ahh, nnnh... ah, hiih, please... fill me up... all of it♪"
Long before her body was ready, Solis's vagina was used at will and thoroughly ravaged until he ejaculated.
Doobyuuruururuu, dohyuruururuu, dokku, dokku, dokku... Tokku, tokku, tokku... Tch!
He vomited his excessive volume of semen into her innocent vagina, making vulgar sloshing sounds as it overflowed, bringing Solis's first experience to a close.
They embraced tightly, exchanged breaths... and eventually kissed softly while gazing into each other's eyes.
"Now, enjoy the feast, O Great Rider!"
"No, let me savor the afterglow a bit longer?"
"Not at all—Solis isn't the only one. Other women also deeply desire to bear your children. The finest array of female bodies unique to Dragon Village awaits you yet!"
"Galum-san, calm down. Stop getting jealous over Vaper or Misti or whatever?"
"That's not all. Even that desert town of sorts seems determined to capture and never let go of the Great Rider's heart. But if my entire palace puts forth its true strength, it will certainly not fall short."
"You're trying to outdo every erotic stronghold in the world!?"
"Someone stop this old man before he goes too far."
One month later, after receiving approval from the other female slaves, Solis was formally fitted with her collar.
Seeing how happy she seemed, I decided for now not to dwell on Crystal Palace's sudden shift toward something so bizarre.