The journey from Taluk to Quiqa is a bit of a trek.
You pass through a low-lying marshland dotted with small and large oases stretching west from Taluk, cross the arid wasteland on camelback, traverse the Auros Mountains jutting southward, and finally ride by carriage through yet another fertile little plain before you arrive.
If you take the Flying Dragon service, it’s a day’s distance, but to use the Flying Dragon, you need requisition papers from the central military command. In emergencies, you might have to board without their permission, but then you’ll be forced to write a report afterward. If it’s for personal reasons, they’ll even fine you.
My travel plans have already been submitted via the Flying Dragon’s mail service from the Taluk base, so in an emergency, they’ll send the Flying Dragon to pick me up. But there’s no need to rush.
Zieg Becker and his two new wives were slowly making their way to Quiqa by carriage.
“A naked apron is every woman’s dream.”
Ariel’s words made Zieg and Rose exchange a stunned glance.
“It’s more of a man’s fantasy, though."
"…I’ve never seen it as a woman’s dream before."
"Eh? But—but it is a woman’s dream… right?”
Zieg, clearly at a loss, turned his palms up to Rose and threw the question back at her. Rose groaned in confusion.
“Normally, only men would be happy about that."
"I-I’m happy… but…"
"Why?"
"Because it’s not cosplay—it’s a real naked apron!"
"?!”
Could there even be cosplay or real versions of a naked apron?
Even Zieg tilted his head, momentarily unable to grasp the meaning.
Ariel clasped her hands in front of her chest, hugging something precious as she spoke.
“Because… naked and an apron. It’s kinda naughty, but it’s also exactly what a new wife wears. A cute wife who teases her husband while still doing the chores. A costume for two loving people who can ravage each other endlessly at home. Of course, men would be happy about it, but I think it’s the ultimate symbol of an ideal life for a woman too♪”
”…Becker, you get it?"
"Don’t ask a guy who isn’t one. But if you’re happy to do it, then that’s great."
"A-are you kidding me? …S-so, after I fell into becoming a courtesan, I thought I’d only be able to play house like that again… I never thought I could actually have a cute wife in a real naked apron, you know?”
Perhaps it was the kind of realization only a woman who almost missed out on a proper happy life as a prostitute could have.
By the way, Ariel and Rose are currently in naked aprons.
They haven’t even arrived at Zieg’s house yet, but since Zieg gets so strongly aroused by naked aprons, it’s become a habit to greet him in that outfit in bed every night.
Rose reluctantly does it because it’s slightly less embarrassing than waiting naked, but now the reason for Ariel’s overly enthusiastic attitude has finally become clear.
”…W-well, after going this far, Zieg, you’re not gonna say, ‘It was all just a game,’ are you?"
"N-no, no, no, I’ll make you my wife. No, be my wife."
"…Yes.”
Ariel nodded with a shy, melting smile.
Actually, he confirms this at least once a day.
Because of her past experience of being deceived and falling into becoming a courtesan, she can’t help but be suspicious.
Rose sighed at Ariel, who possessed a psychology strikingly similar to that of the rootless, lonely half-elf—both for better or worse.
“Well, she’s a pitiful girl, and not bad-looking either. If that’s Zieg’s kindness, then it’s not so bad for the two of them to heal each other as family, little by little. Rose is a woman with a generous spirit if she can accept that.”
“The main thing is, I just have to make sure I don’t lose to her as a woman. Even if I lose, I can always win back next time.” ”…That kind of sportsmanlike love battle royale mentality is something only an ogre woman would have.”
“By the way, do you have any particular preferences like that, Rose?” Zieg sat on the bed, took off his jacket, and handed it to Ariel. Rose crossed her arms as she watched Ariel hang it on a hanger, stretch out her cute butt, and dust it off. “I… hmm. I don’t really have any particular demands…” She thought for a few seconds. “If I had to say, it would be the desire to be embraced with my belly swollen from pregnancy while being milked.” ”…” “Huh, that’s normal, right?” ”…No, not many people would say that before they’re pregnant.” “Really? Well, I won’t deny that it’s a bit abnormal, but as far as abnormal levels go, it’s not much different from a guy’s cosplay hobby, is it?” “Well, I don’t know. It turns me on, though.” Zieg Becker, a 39-year-old human male. He couldn’t possibly grasp the average values of ogre women or dark elf women. “So you’ll do it? That was all I was worried about. I’ve heard from my young wives that men get turned off and don’t want to touch them when their bellies get big.” Zieg and Ariel exchanged glances as he handed her a shirt. “From that information, one would assume that the act is quite abnormal.” “That’s true…” “Wh-what? So, Ariel, you’d be satisfied if you were left alone until childbirth after getting pregnant!?” “Well, considering the safety of the child, a little bit… But I’ve heard that ogre girls are much less likely to miscarry than other races.” “Yeah. That’s why it’s okay to do that much, or so my young wives grumble… I admit I was somewhat influenced by them.” Rose looked away with a slightly awkward expression. Come to think of it, she is the female foreman of a major construction union, Zieg thought again. With her dignified beauty, her innocence when it comes to romance, and that cool mask that cracks open like a walnut as soon as something gets shoved inside her, she’s surprisingly easy to mess with, so I sometimes forget. She’s quite an important person. The fact that such a woman is calmly… no, slightly embarrassed, talking about this made Zieg incredibly happy. He leaned closer to Rose and squeezed her breasts through her apron, whispering in a voice that was meant to tickle her feminine core as much as possible. “Well, if you’re okay with it, I’d let you suck my dick even during childbirth.” ”…♪” She shuddered slightly, narrowing her eyes just a bit. A happy expression. “M-Me too… I want to give birth while licking Zieg’s dick… right?” Ariel moved closer from the other side. Zieg wasn’t wearing anything, and his half-erect member was asserting itself in the corner of their vision. ”…S-So, Becker, it wouldn’t be fair if only our desires were granted. Do you have any like that?” “I know you love me in a naked apron… right?” Both of them reached out to his member from either side as they whispered to Zieg.
”…”
Zeeq groaned as his member was stroked by Ariel’s right hand and Rose’s left, then muttered,
“Just once would be enough…"
"??"
"??”
With a serious expression.
”To be surrounded by like, twenty girls, having the time of my life with super-lovey-dovey sex… ugh!?”
Rose’s elbow snapped up, smacking Zeeq in the jaw.
”You pervert!"
"Ahaha, calm down.”
Ariel giggled and peered into Zeeq’s face as he lay sprawled on his back on the bed.
”Well then… I guess I’ll grant your wish."
"Ariel?"
"Hehe, actually… I’m pretty good at this sort of thing.”
When Zeeq came to after a momentary lapse in consciousness, Ariel’s face was right in front of him.
In the middle of a kiss.
”Mmm…"
"Hm…?”
And between his legs, he was getting double head. Two tongues lapping at his member from either side.
And someone was licking his ass.
Someone was licking his fingers, his toes.
All at once.
”Ugh…!?"
"Nnh… Zeeq, you’re so bad for kissing in the middle of—"
"H-hey, wait!”
With both hands and feet pinned down, he pushed Ariel’s lips away with his own, using only his head to look around—and what he saw was something unbelievable.
Ten Ariels and ten Roses were all devouring Zeeq’s body with abandon.
Around the edges of the bed and surrounding it, more Ariels and Roses lined up, their eyes glazed with lust as they groped at each other’s breasts under their aprons or fondled their crotches, unable to get a position on his body.
“W-what the hell is going on…"
"If you really put your mind to it, Zeeq, you should be able to tell which is real and which isn’t, right?"
"…Ah.”
Illusion magic.
He’d completely forgotten, but dark elves were still elves.
And most elves were a race that wielded magic like it was nothing.
“Just concentrate for a second, and you should be able to tell which is real and which isn’t… I’m totally amateur when it comes to magic, Zeeq, so that’s your job, right?”
”…Nah, I’ll pass.”
Zeke deliberately surrendered to the bliss of his tongue’s caresses and the sounds of his own pleasure.
”This is the best."
"…Good, isn’t it?♪“
Ariel grinned and resumed kissing Zeke.
After being licked all over for nearly ten minutes, once his cock was fully hard, the servant shifted from mouth to lower half.
”Hah… ah… ahh…"
"Nngh, nnn…"
"Ku, uuu… uuuu!"
"It’s in… it’s in so deep!”
Ariel straddled him, lowering her hips onto his cock.
Her right hand slipped inside her own vagina and ass.
Her left hand was being used as a tool for Rose’s masturbation.
Rose straddled his face.
Ariel rubbed her labia against the inside of his left shin.
The tip of his right toe was swallowed whole by Rose’s vagina.
”Nngh, ngh, ahh… so good… Zeke-san’s fingers, so goooood…"
"Becker-san, lift your legs higher… Kick my pussy with them… Stab me with your toes!!"
"Zeke-san’s dick feels amazing… I want, I want Becker-san’s dick to impregnate me…!"
"Aaaah, me too! Make me feel good too, Becker-san!"
"Zeke, you can be rougher… Mess me up!!”
Countless Ariels and Roses hurled their carnal desires at Zeke.
They flailed their aprons over him, drenching his entire body in saliva and lust.
”Ngh, brrr… ngg, obb…!”
Zeke’s face was sticky with fluids as he lapped at Rose’s crotch, trembling from the sensation of her vagina stimulating his own.
He couldn’t even tell what was going on anymore.
His entire body was drowning in women, aprons, and love.
”Nnnnnnnnnoooooooooooo!”
Zeke roared as he came, his face pressed into a cunt.
It wasn’t enough for just one orgasm.
Again and again, he ravaged and was ravaged by women with his whole body, repeatedly ejaculating.
”…For us, it was just a normal 3P."
"For you, it was probably a 21P♪"
"Amazing… where’d you learn that?"
"Shadow magic, well, I picked that up naturally from parents and friends when I was a kid. …This kind of use? Probably after I started working at the brothel. Dark elves don’t get it, but human travelers usually just air-fuck around and go home satisfied.”
“Brute…"
"It’s fine since the payoff is roughly the same."
"…Um, by the way, could you… make it so I get gangbanged by Becker?"
"I can do that?"
"…S-so, maybe later."
"Yeah!”
When Zeke woke up, the Aries and Roses who had been in groups of ten were gone.
The remaining Aries were chatting near the edge of the bed.
”…Ugh. I’m super tired."
"Ah, you’re awake. Good work, Zeke-san."
"…And I feel like I wasted a lot of shots.”
Zeke figured that most of the Aries and Roses who had drained him must have been illusions.
He’d gotten carried away and came way too much, but since both of them were seriously aiming to get pregnant, they probably wouldn’t appreciate wasted shots—or so Zeke thought in his dazed state.
But.
”Wasted shots?"
"Not a single drop was wasted.”
As the two stood up, thick white fluid clung to their buttocks and thighs.
”Thank you for the feast!"
"…Thanks for the meal.”
Zeke, exhausted and wondering why the one wearing an apron was being thanked by the one who wasn’t, just lay there.
Quiqua is still far away.