As spring approaches, Old Man Dan and his group of friends arrive from the desert dwarf colony.
The desert has its own set of blacksmithing contracts to fulfill from neighboring colonies, so Old Man Dan doesn’t settle down in Polka permanently. However, he still seems to worry about Jeanne and Peter, maintaining a lifestyle of making about two round trips a year.
As for his friends, they are here purely for a pleasure trip.
“Hey there, Son-in-law! It’s been a while!”
“Uh… was it Dave?”
“I’m Dave’s brother! I’m on the side of the elder, Gai!”
“Ah, that side. Welcome. Which type of lodging did you prefer last time?”
“Last year, we stayed in the burrows. This time, we’re trying out the surface rooms.”
All the elderly dwarves are indistinguishable, with their white curly beards and sun-reddened, wrinkled, dumpling-like faces. Because I’ve known Old Man Dan for a long time, I can tell them apart, but I have no clue who these occasional guests are.
By “burrows” and “surface,” I refer to the dwarf-specific inns. Taking the opinions of Jeanne and Old Man Dan into account, we provide both a basement-style lodging similar to what they have in the colonies and a standard surface-type facility.
While some dwarves are somewhat accustomed to other species’ cultures, others have lived their entire lives without ever properly leaving the colony and cannot sleep soundly unless they are in a room that feels familiar.
When we tried creating basement-style rooms (though “basement” really only means being one meter underground), they were so well-received that now all the dwarves insist on staying in them. During the off-season, even Peter occasionally stays there for the novelty of it.
That being said, it would be boring to cling strictly to a dwarf-like lifestyle when you’ve come all this way on a trip. It’s not dangerous, and experiencing different things is more interesting… and so, the number of dwarves choosing to stay in the surface rooms has been increasing lately.
By the way, when I say “Son-in-law,” I don’t mean he’s been getting handsy with his daughters or grandchildren; I simply mean he is “Jeanne’s” son-in-law. I haven’t increased the number of dwarf brides since Jeanne. There.
“So… six people this time?”
When I checked with Old Man Dan, he let out a single huff of breath.
“Yeah. I actually intended to bring Doris along, but at the last minute, she started saying she hated flying.”
“Ah…”
I don’t know who this Doris is, but I suppose there are some dwarves who resist soaring through the sky on a dragon’s wings.
If it were a critically ill patient, I might force them to Polka without any consent, but there’s no need to go that far for a mere pleasure trip.
“If the Black Dragon had been the one, she might have reluctantly agreed.”
“Ah, so Airy wasn’t an option?”
”…It’s not easy to be that picky with a Dragon.”
“Well… I thought this time might be a bit much, even for her…”
After stowing the carriage into the garage in her dragon form, Airy reverted to her human form.
…As usual, she was naked, and furthermore, her belly was prominently rounded.
Of course, she’s my child. And yet, just because she won a lottery, she went off to handle the transport as if it were nothing.
“I believe I told you not to worry about it. Even if there were a fight, a little bit of flying is nothing more than good exercise.”
“No, normally you don’t send a woman out on an errand when her belly is that big… Also, put some clothes on.”
”…There aren’t many clothes that fit this body…”
“Liar! How many pregnant women do you think there are in Palace?!”
Old Man Dan sighed at my perfectly sensible retort.
“You idiot, stop impregnating people to the point where it’s a joke even to try and count them.”
”…Ah, well, that’s partly due to the wives’ wishes, isn’t it?”
It’s particularly difficult with the beastkin cats, as they get pregnant very easily. If we don’t moderate it to some extent, we’ll quickly end up with dozens of children, and the whole neighborhood will have to pitch in to help. If you do that to several people in a row, no amount of funding or supplies can cover the shortage of hands.
…But let’s set that aside.
“In the end, you were probably worried that this Doris person would be uneasy being carried by a pregnant woman. That’s why I told you to leave it to Lyra.”
“Dragon births require no assistance and are finished quickly. You should be aware of our species’ durability and regenerative powers.”
“Those dragon-specific circumstances aren’t something other species—hey, wait, did her water just break?”
“Oops… I suppose giving birth in this very spot might be an issue.”
“Of course it’s a problem! Hey, someone get a dragon in here! Airi’s about to give birth! A baby’s coming!”
Within moments, about ten dragon girls gathered at the landing pad and carried Airi to the appropriate room; true to her word, the birth was over quickly. …Well, it wasn’t my first time helping a dragon give birth, but I really wish they’d stop doing this.
Lately, an atmosphere has emerged where it feels like a loss if you don’t produce several children—not just among the cat-folk, but others as well—resulting in a recent rush of pregnancies among the veteran slave mothers who gave birth in the early days. Since their eldest children are becoming less demanding, they’s decided it’s time to make the next one. For short-lived species, if you take too much time, you risk the dangers of advanced maternal age. However, since many of the female slaves are elf-types, that isn’t a concern, and it seems quite common to have siblings spaced about ten years apart. Come to think of it, Aurora and Lucas have a similar age gap. Yeah.
“Alright, Neia-chan, you’re three months along too! ☆ How lucky, to be able to get pregnant almost every time you try.” This was the monthly routine group examination for the female slaves at the shallow hot springs of the palace. Neia, undergoing the naked physical exam from Hilda-san, offered a bashful smile. “I was just lucky. …And Frena has finally started acting like an adult lately, too.” “In a normal sense? Or a dirty sense?” “I don’t really care which.” That’s not a good way to put it. I mean, what part of your daughter joining the fight for her father’s cock is supposed to be a “reassuring” factor? My retort was drowned out by Ange, who was being ridden alternately by me and Aurora.
“Must be nice. I’m getting there myself… Andy, your semen’s potency hasn’t dropped, has it?” “The fact is, you are making Neia-san pregnant… so there’s clearly no defect in the cum… ♪” “Maybe it’s a matter of frequency. But we stopped using contraception about three years ago, and I’m still getting filled with the same intensity as before.” “If you want to put it that way… ever since I arrived here… it has been nothing but constant breeding and mating… Ah… nngh… ♪” “Ah, she’s leaking… I’m next.” Pushing Aurora aside as she took the overflow of the massive load in her slender waist, Ange straddled me. She pressed her hands together, murmuring, “Please let me have a baby,” before leaning forward to beg for a kiss and pulling her hips back to guide my cock into herself.
“When you pray like that, you feel like some kind of fertility spirit.” “Hehe. Isn’t it fine? ‘Andy the Fertility Spirit’.” ”…What kind of spirit uses its blessings to impregnate its own children?” “Don’t just give blessings to Neia, give me a baby too…! ♪” The eldest female slave, with her long hair tied in twin tails, still looks like she’s in her teens. Even though she should be aging faster than Aurora, I still can’t help but see her as younger. At this rate, even when I’m an old man, she’ll likely never seem older than Aurora.
“If you don’t make me pregnant sooner than Ele… it’ll affect my pride as a female slave… ♪” “Please, stop saying things like that…” ”…Even though you’re getting hard right now.” The collar-wearing beauty gave me a lewd grin, just like she did fifteen years ago during our first time. I let out a sigh of self-loathing.
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It has been several months of engaging in a mysterious game of wits with Elenia, who tries to join in every available opportunity to offer up her virginity. Since Frena doesn’t act reckless when Elenia isn’t around, I can still be at ease with her, but Elenia even uses illusion magic to try and accidentally slip penetration through. Because of this, having a dragon acting as an adjudicator present during sex has become indispensable. And unable to bear it any longer, we finally held a serious discussion.
“Ele. This really isn’t good, but Papa will make a concession. …I’ll agree to let you insert it. But first, you must use strong contraceptive magic.” “Ehhh…” “Don’t ‘ehhh’ me. If you get pregnant at your age, childbirth will be deathly difficult.” “Even if there are Spirit Springs?”
“Even if it were possible… No, that’s not the issue. The mere idea of trying to conceive a child with one’s own father is out of the question.”
“Then, Andy, is it okay if I let someone other than you finish inside me and get pregnant?”
“Of course not. That’s obviously a no.”
I muttered it under my breath, only to be smacked hard on the back of the head by a exasperated Narys.
By the way, the reason I had Narys present was because she was one of the few people who opposed incest.
…As for the female slaves, a strangely high number were in favor. I can make allowances for the dragons and the cat-folk, but even the elves from the Northern Forest had started saying things like, “With Purple Magic, the risks can be almost entirely eliminated,” making it incredibly difficult for me to secure allies.
What even is “Purple”? Why does that name always come up at times like this?
I cleared my throat.
“A father is a creature who doesn’t want to see his daughter held by another man. That is a cheap question to ask.”
“Then Andy, you’re the only choice to get me pregnant.”
“That… as a human being, that is just wrong. It’s wrong! No, wait, don’t mix two different issues. Even if the partner isn’t your father, generally speaking, pregnancy is not okay at Ele’s age. And as for a father, sex itself is normally off-limits, regardless of pregnancy.”
“No way. I don’t want that kind of ‘childish’ sex. I want Andy to have serious sex with me.”
“Contraception is a sign of adult responsibility, you know!?”
It wasn’t as if I wasn’t happy to be moved by my beloved daughter’s passion. A daughter who loves her father this much is a rare find anywhere in the world.
But really, that’s just not allowed. If I permitted it, our family tree would become a tangled, messy disaster like a brand mark.
Even Minister Ashton hasn’t gone so far as to lay hands on his own child. Apparently, he does occasionally look at her breasts and hips with a bit of a lewd eye, though.
No matter how much of a dragon-rider you are, that’s not the kind of thing that becomes permitted.
“Anyway, that’s the first point. Second, I forbid you from dragging your sisters into sex with me.”
“Why?”
“There is no ‘why’! I just said sex with your parent is a no-go, so that’s a given!”
“But if you don’t want my sisters getting pregnant by random men, then none of them can have sex at all! You say that yourself, Andy, but there’s no way any man could rape my sisters when there are so many dragons protecting them!”
“Why is rape the premise here?! Of course I’d stop a rape, she’s my daughter!”
Elenia’s thought process takes leaps that are truly troubling. She looks so incredibly cool-headed, unlike her mother. Though, it might just be a phase.
…What kind of “rebellion” involves wanting to have sex with your father?
“Anyway, if you’re refusing the other girls, you just need to be firm, Andy. Don’t put it all on me. I mean, Frenna aside, I only bragged to the others about having sex with you.”
“Why would you even brag about… licking your father’s semen or rubbing his cock between your thighs…”
Normally, that’s the kind of thing that causes trauma. Well, she was certainly… aggressively proactive about it.
Sitting beside us, Narys sighed, her face settling into an expression of resignation.
“Wouldn’t it be better to just stop treating Ele-chan as your daughter?”
“What kind of pointless suggestion is that?”
“I’m thinking… it might resolve everything if we just adopted a setting where she wasn’t actually related by blood, and then added her as one of the female slaves. There’s probably no other child in the world as devoted to her biological father as she is, and if it’s just Ele-chan, we could probably manage it with some Northern Forest treatment.”
“And what exactly am I supposed to do with a made-up setting like that?”
“If you just announce it to everyone, she won’t be able to run wild within the ‘daughter community’ anymore. Why not just let it be?”
Isn’t that a bit too reckless, considering she’s not even your child?
By the way, Narys’s daughter is named Floria, and she is currently seven years old. Despite being Narys’s daughter, she is a quiet child with a taste for girly things, and is currently obsessed with embroidery.
Because of Narys’s wishes, I sent her away from Vapor Palace early on, so for now, there is no fear of her being tainted by an inclination toward incest like Elenia.
“As expected of Mama Narys. A brilliant idea.”
“Ehehe. Though, looking at it any which way, it’s not like this man has any chance of winning!”
Flattered by Elenia, Narys blushed.
You really are useless. I called you here specifically because I didn’t want to reach that conclusion.
“Rejected.” “Eeeeh—” “Eeeeh—” “Anyway! I’ve already conceded as far as penetration goes, so learn how to compromise, Ele! Besides, sex isn’t even that much of a big deal! It’s the kind of thing where once you’ve tried it, you think, ‘Is this really it?’ We’re doing it tonight, so make sure you have Hilda-san cast a contraception spell on you! Don’t try to cheat, because I have Marone here, and she’ll know!”
After much wandering in her own confusion regarding what role she would play in Polka’s life, Marone had grown into a multi-talented female slave who even rivaled Selene. She had started with maid work and basic self-defense, but she had gone on to acquire medical skills directly from Hilda-san, foraging knowledge from the elves, cartography and construction techniques learned from Diane-san, and even the ability to cut hair and dress others. Furthermore, she had been designated as the successor to Old Lady Belladonna as a midwife. While she had not yet reached the level of her masters, her skills were high enough that she could be called a specialist within Trot. Even while saying, “I still have a long way to go,” her continued dedication to learning while raising seven children gave her a powerful presence—a living testament to the idea that one can become anything if they approach learning with ambition. Most importantly, she never lied to me. There was no way she would let anything slip past her. And so, though she pouted, Elenia gave her consent.
That night. When I asked for her preference on where to do it (since I heard the Spirit Spring helps alleviate pain), she said she wanted the usual hot spring, so we decided to do it quietly in the middle of the night. However, we ended up with a gathering of naked female slaves, naked prostitutes, a naked maid corps, naked dragons, and naked cat-girls that was even more crowded than during the daytime. The number was pushing right up against a hundred. ”…Isn’t this a bit too much of a crowd?” “Oh, we heard that Ele-chan is finally graduating from her virginity!” Why do you have to tell Cosmos-san, Ele? She is the one who effectively acts as the organizer of Vapor Palace (setting aside the dragons). And since she is an expert in all things erotic, she was bound to spread the word to everyone without a hint of guilt. …But having this many spectators is honestly a bit overwhelming. “Are you really… going to do your first time like this, Ele?” ”…T-this is just business as usual.” “We haven’t had sex with a hundred people gathered around like this in a while…” This kind of situation was rare. Even though I had sex with the girls visiting the Palace one after another, a single gathering usually consisted of anywhere from a few to ten people. If more than that gathered, I would typically disperse them unless there was a pressing reason otherwise. I felt bad having them wait around naked for two or three hours. “Good luck, Ele-chan. Mama is rooting for you.” “Andy, is it really okay to let her ‘root’ for you?” “It’s no use, since Selene was the first one to show understanding for your daddy-complex…” Since we had already progressed as far as simultaneous oral sex with mother and daughter, I couldn’t really nitpick Selene’s supportive attitude. I mean, normally, if a mother suggested playing together, you’d be repulsed. But Elenia eventually just adapted to it. Like mother, like daughter, truly. And also, Selene’s pregnancy had been confirmed a while ago, just like Neia’s. Though her outward appearance hadn’t changed much yet. “Let’s increase the number of Andy-san’s children along with Mama♪” ”…Yeah.” “Wait, hold on. The contraception spell is definitely active, right? Marone, check.” “You should address what Mama just said first.” “I only have one mouth, so let me react to things in order! Seriously, Selene, I think your way of thinking is a bit much.” “Eh? Are you saying you want Ele-chan to live her whole life childless? That’s cruel.” “I’m not saying that! It’s just, once I take an interest in someone, I generally don’t let them go to anyone else!” Because, who knows, a good partner might eventually appear for Elenia. Not that I ever want to imagine that. “It is Papa’s duty to teach Ele-chan the joy of childbirth.” “Since you’re going to become Papa’s dedicated sex hole from now on, you’d better take responsibility and teach her properly.”
“What is with this mother and daughter…?” I want to cover my face, but since I’m already draped over Elenia, my hands are a bit tied. However, there’s no point in hesitating. I’ve already promised Elenia that this would be my concession. Marone even checked the contraception magic, so it’s foolproof. There is no turning back. I have to do this. I take several deep breaths. More often than Elenia, who is the one destined to feel the pain, I tremble, and more often than that, I steel my resolve. “Sigh… Here we go, Ele.” “Hurry up…” Urged by her, and prompted by the gazes of the gathered women. My shaft parts her labia minora and begins to slip inside. “Ngh…” “E-Ele… Does it… does it hurt?” “You haven’t even… all the way in yet… Don’t get scared on your own…” “I don’t want to do anything that would make you cry, Ele.” “If we stopped after coming this far, that’s the part that would be tragic… Come on, put it in, Papa… All the way to the back… ♪” “Guh.” “Ah… it’s swelling, right now… ♪ Even before you’re fully in, I feel like I’m going to climax…?” The way she whispered “Papa,” as if suddenly remembering it. As always, the sense of immorality is terrifying. Come to think of it, I remember playing a game once, making Beatrice or Irina call me that. But hearing it whispered by my actual daughter, laced with lust, has far more destructive power than I imagined.
Controlled by my daughter. My soul being drained by my daughter. By my daughter… I am being violated.
No, I am the one doing the violating. Elenia is merely enduring me beneath her. And yet, without realizing it, my strength surged, and I felt as though my shaft had suddenly invaded deep into her vagina, independent of my own will. I can’t believe what I’ve done; I feel a sense of fear, as if I did it all on my own… Without noticing, I am being sucked in by my daughter’s cervix. It is all the result of being driven by Elenia’s whispers. “Ngh… It… went in…?” “Eh, Ele! I’m sorry, I just… instinctively…” “I’m asking… if it’s in… is it all the way…?” ”…Y-Yeah. Any further than this, probably…” I feel as though I have conquered the very depths of her vagina. My number of sexual partners has become absurdly high—cats, elves, dragons, humans, and ogres if we count the prostitutes—but in terms of physical sensation, there is no doubt that this is the deepest I have ever pierced. ”…I did it… ♪” “Ele…?” “I’m doing it with Papa… In my most feminine place, I’m taking in Papa’s most masculine part… ♪” Elenia’s eyes well with tears. As if she has found the thing she longed for most, the thing she wanted most of all. As if she has achieved the ultimate purpose of her life. Perhaps, in truth, that is exactly what it is. She rejoices in the satisfaction of her female instinct and the raw sensation of my male instinct. …From someone among the naked women watching over us, a round of applause begins.
“S-Stop… stop it… I mean, I’m happy, but…♪” ”…A-Ah…” As I instinctively tried to sit up, Elenia dug her nails into me, forcing me back down over her. “Ouch!” “You too, Papa. Don’t get distracted… what you should be distracting yourself with is the semen… inside your daughter’s pussy… Do it with everything you’ve got…♪” “Ugh…” My father was once again manipulated by the lewd whispers of his daughter’s voice. Without even realizing it, I began thrusting my hips, seeking to taste the inside of Elenia’s vagina, feeling the folds of her flesh and striking deep against her cervix. “Nnh…♪” “E-Ele… stop, if you keep saying things like that… it’s pathetic, but even Papa gets too excited, and I won’t be able to hold back…” “Why would you hold back…? This pussy was made just for your cock, Papa…♪ This slutty hole of your daughter, made from your semen… no one else has ever touched it, even before I was even a baby… You can’t just be gentle… you have to truly violate me… Show me your real sex, Papa…♪ Real mating, real breeding… in this hole that I won’t let anyone but you use♪” ”…!!” This is bad. This is really bad. This girl is dangerous. She is an evil witch who knows exactly how to use the spells that—while likely only effective on me—will surely turn me into a beast. While a corner of my mind lamented what I was thinking about my own daughter, the reality was that I was engaging in “real mating” exactly as Elenia demanded. Before I knew it, I was slamming my hips against her small waist with an intensity that made wet, slapping sounds. My instinct to impregnate my small, beloved daughter, who was writhing and letting out cries of ecstasy, had run completely wild. “My, my, Papa… you’s certainly merciless, aren’t you?♪” Seren gave a wry smile, while Cosmos-san nodded, saying, “It can’t be helped, when she says such lewd things♪” But I had no room to respond to them. I swung my hips violently, thrusting relentlessly, selfishly violating my daughter… no, I was being manipulated by the very daughter who desired it. I satisfied my lust. Without any brakes, I fulfilled the dark desire to overflow my seed within my daughter’s womb. “Ah, auu… it’s coming… it’s already coming, and yet… Hyaaah…!──♪” No, satisfying myself wasn’t enough. I wouldn’t stop. Who do you think I am? If I set my mind to it, I am a mass of pure libido that could keep raping dozens of people. And you, you’re the one who lit the fire in a man like that, despite being a virgin. How foolish I am. In my heart, I cursed, loved, and devoured my daughter, breeding her, and continuing to violate her. Again, and again, and again. Even though dozens of people were watching. Even though my daughter was exposing her shameful state. I turned even that into pleasure, and I continued to take her.
…It continued until I had ejaculated inside that virgin hole eight times. Even though a hundred people were watching, no one could move during that breathtaking scene of my daughter being raped; and as for Elenia… well, thanks to the fact that the location was part of the Spirit Spring, she didn’t completely break, but she was still unable to stand on her own two feet for three days.
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Yes. Even that has become a bit of a funny story now… well, is it funny? Who’s laughing? “You’ll never forget a first time like that, Ele… I’m almost a little jealous.” “What are you talking about? Did you have a desire to be raped by your father too, Anju?” “Well, I thought it would have been nice if my father were Andy. I wanted my virginity taken by Andy in a way that felt like he was about to break me.”
“This premise is way too bizarre…” “Anzelos-san, you do tend to reveal some truly incredible perversions from time to time, don’t you?” “L-leave me alone. Besides, I don’t want to hear that from you, Aurora.” “Even I possess enough discretion not to compete with situations that are uniquely suited for a young lady.”
I looked up at Ange and Aurora as they engaged in their lighthearted bickering. I noticed Frena peeking at me from behind a pillar in the corner of my eye, and I wondered about her, but then I quickly dismissed the thought, figuring there was no way she could be looking at that and feeling envious. …But, if that were the case, then what exactly was Neia so relieved about? The thought crossed my mind, but I decided not to dwell on it.