From the Toranoana bonus paper for Volume 1 of the light novel. This story takes place around chapters 30–31 of the main text.
A forest in northern Celesta. In this area, villages and colonies are sparse; even if a dragon lands or takes off, it only causes a minor stir among the birds and animals, causing little actual nuisance. Having been traveling from Talc toward the Royal Capital on dragonback, we decided to take one of our frequent restroom breaks here. …Of course, “restroom break” doesn’t mean we aren’t allowed to do anything other than use the bathroom. When you’re cramped inside a carriage, you want to stretch your limbs and get a bit of light exercise. When you’ve spent hours in the unstable environment of the sky, you even find yourself longing to just lie spread-eagle with your back against the ground. And so, following Diane-san’s directive that we were free to do as we pleased for about thirty minutes, everyone went about their own business. …In the midst of all that, I wasn’t capable of much since my legs wouldn’t move. Of course, I could move if I used crutches, but when weighing the effort of struggling out of the carriage and walking unsteadily against the benefit of a little change of pace, I preferred to just sit leisurely and wait.
“Ho. Are you not coming out?” “There’s nothing particularly unusual about this place for me, and walking with a cane is a hassle.” “Will you not ask Hilda to perform that procedure to make you able to walk?” “I could, but I don’t feel like moving that much… besides, Hilda-san is probably in the middle of her own change of pace.” “Is it your modesty, or are you simply frustrating? …You have finally obtained a hole dedicated to mating. If you have time to kill, why do you not use it?”
That was a direct hit. I recoiled. No, it’s not that I dislike sex or that I’m bored with it, okay? But please, hold on a second. I was a virgin until just the other day. No matter how much the timing is ripe, I don’t possess a heart powerful enough to suddenly say, “Oh, what a great chance! Let’s do it! Strip!”
”…To be honest, in these mere thirty minutes, while in this physically impaired state, setting the mood to lead into sex is a high-difficulty task for me.” “Ho. ‘Setting the mood’?” Lyra parroted me, then brushed her hair back with a look of mild exasperation. “If you were a lover, perhaps, but why must you check the mood of a female-hole slave every single time? You should simply tell her to strip and spread her legs, and that would suffice.” “No, you’re probably the only one who would actually spread her legs like that, aren’t you?” Even if everyone says they’re fine being slaves, it’s still a bit jarring when said so abruptly. I have absolutely no confidence that I could withstand that atmosphere, pierce through a merciless Mistress, and get it done within thirty minutes.
“Then you need only command me as such. If you prefer, Jeanne will do.” “Ugh…” Lyra looked down at me as if to say, “What is it that concerns you so much?” but it’s difficult to mentally prepare for that kind of play so suddenly. In fact, if we’re going to do this, I need to call Hilda-san back first so my legs can move. She’s no longer in my line of sight.
”…Ugh, how frustrating. We shall do it, Jeanne.” “Fine.” Suddenly, Jeanne emerged from my blind spot. It seems she had been listening right outside the carriage the whole time. It’s startling, so I’d appreciate it if she showed her face from the start. Lyra grabbed Jeanne’s clothes—as she had just hopped onto the carriage—and pulled upward with force. It popped off just like a toddler being changed. Jeanne, who innocently raised her hands to pull her arms from her sleeves and ruffled her hair into place, was a heartwarming sight. However, even when she was left in only her panties and collar, I didn’t find it erotic. Or so I thought, until Lyra stripped roughly as well. Her magnificent large breasts and alluringly cinched waist asserted a dense eroticism. As someone who inherently prefers large breasts, my eyes were inevitably drawn to them. At this stage, looking at Jeanne’s flat body and remembering the sensation of what’s “inside” to immediately start getting turned on was still a bit too high a difficulty level.
“Muu… Is Sister Lyra’s chest really that great?” “W-well… as a man, you can’t help but be drawn to breasts.” “Even for a Dwarf, breasts like Sister Lyra’s are a bit much…” “Ho-ho. Jeanne, you have this part, don’t you?” Lyra slid her hand under Jeanne’s armpit and hoisted her up in front of me. Jeanne’s panties were now right before my eyes. “This inside… this small, tight little spot is your true strength,♪ I must admit, even I cannot compete with this.” “I-is a smaller size better, then?” “In other races, it would surely tear, but a Dwarf’s female orifice is sturdy. I imagine that smallness must be quite delicious for our Master,♪” Lyra’s mature, naked body; Jeanne’s tiny vaginal opening. Recalling the sensation of both, my mind finally shifted toward copulation, and my erection strained against the fabric of my trousers. However, because one of my legs was useless, everything from there was a struggle. Even lifting my hips was difficult without being able to brace myself with my lower leg, and it took a great deal of effort just to fumble with my pants, half-undressing them to get it out. ”…Ho-ho. Look, Jeanne. Master is panicking quite pathetically because he’s so eager to taste your hole.” “Waa…♪” Please don’t call it pathetic. My feelings are surprisingly delicate, you know. Blushing, I pulled my cock out, and it arched upward as I imagined Jeanne’s insides. After taking a heavy breath, I reached for Jeanne’s waist, which was suspended in mid-air, and slowly slid her panties down. As the fabric was cleared away from her slender, youthful waist, her innocent crotch was revealed. The moment I imagined my cock crudely spreading those tiny labia and experiencing that intense constriction, my cock twitched and arched involuntarily. “Aha… I want… to thrust the Centurion’s thick cock… right into this spot…♪” “Ah…” In contrast to the mature, fleshy physicality of Lyra, the charm of Jeanne’s youthful, delicate body pressed in on me. I could savor these two women, who radiated such opposite charms, however I pleased. Whether my cock was “exceptionally” thick is… well, I have to add the caveat that it’s thick for Jeanne’s body. “Ho-ho. In that case, let us thrust…♪” Lyra, holding Jeanne’s body aloft, slowly lowered her. Jeanne’s body was lowered onto me while I sat in the chair, and with one hand, my targeted cock began to spread Jeanne’s labia wide. “Nngh… ugh, ah… haah… ngh♪” With a face flushed with pure excitement, Jeanne accepted it submissively. After thrusting deep in a face-to-face position, Lyra shifted her hands to Jeanne’s waist and began to forcibly move her small body up and down. “Uwah… S-Sister Lyra… Ah, nyaa!?” “Ho-ho. Master cannot thrust upward himself. We must assist him.” A female slave being forced into mating by another female slave. It’s a… painful sight, but Jeanne is a purebred masochist. After a short period of this forced intercourse, she had completely adapted, leaving me no time to be worried. Her small, tight vagina was the ultimate tool for inducing pleasure. When subjected to being moved up and down by the hands of a powerful dragon, there was no way she could endure it for long. I gritted my teeth and stared at the ceiling of the carriage, trying to look away from Jeanne, who was clinging to me and panting with her tongue out, desperately trying to hold back my ejaculation. But that only worked for a few moments. The small, youthful vagina, being vibrated rapidly by Lyra’s hands, gave me no window to cool down.
“Kuh… it’s… coming…!” “Fnyaaaaa…♪” Erupting my semen into her tiny womb, savoring the pleasure that made my vision flicker. As I worked to steady my trembling breath, I met the eyes of Jeanne, who was equally tossed about by the unexpected ecstasy. ”…Ehehe. It came out.” “It did.” “Hah! Next is my turn. There is no time for resting!” Peeking from behind Jeanne’s head, Lyra flashed a fearless grin. But from outside the carriage, a voice called out to stop them. ”…I’m sorry, but we’re behind schedule.” It was Diane-san. The other girls had gathered at a distance as well. “Hah. How stingy. Surely you can wait for one more round—twenty minutes or so at most?” “No. I’ll allow it this far as it’s Andy’s doing, but if I grant any more exceptions, there will be no end to it.” “There’s no need to be in such a rush. We might as well just all carouse here for the whole night.” “If we neglect our objective, a single night won’t be enough to stop us!” Um, Diane-san… I am very happy, truly, but it’s a little problematic when you let your true feelings of “I want to do it too” leak out so blatantly. Things were finally starting to spiral out of control.