[V2] Our main character, becomes unwilling!!?

So begins volume two, properly, this time. I have no idea what my posting schedule will be, but my intentions are to focus on chapter quality over speed of publication. I would like to draw attention which has largely be ignored, this is a free book I'll shamelessly say i don't want power stones for it, it's mainly to give my readers a free experience, please do me a favor to support my other premium book with all power stones from here...I'll really appreciate it if you could subscribe and give your sincere review for my book "Hidden Myth"

I want it to be known that I fought the good fight. That I tried to stay true to my beliefs that my daughters are the most important thing in my life, and that I've done everything that I could to keep them on what I believed to be the right path in life.

However, there are some things I was having difficulty accepting, and that was the budding, impossible feelings that my daughters have for me in their hearts. Naturally, such things as a father having relations with his daughters wasn't something I ever considered allowing to happen.

My daughters are all wonderful and deserving of someone who will take care of them and love them properly. I even reconciled the likelihood that many of them might share one man, much as their mothers share me. Strangely, as long as the man wasn't a total piece of shit, I was willing to hand over my daughters to him in the hopes that they would be happy… eventually. When they become adults. Many months from now.

That being said, I've somehow made the serious blunder of wishfully thinking that they inherited more of my humanity than they actually did. This came to a head earlier when my eldest daughter, Diana Artemis, underwent her first Ceremony of Blood, the Blood Fury, and like Prima, Jewel, and even Doll before her, changed into even more of a goblin than she previously was.

Now, I had kept away from those three as they went through their Blood Furies when told to by Vera, Old One, and Glace (through Button), but this was Diana Artemis. I didn't feel that there was any reason to fear her. None of my daughters would hurt me.

But… She was five moons old going on fifteen… I didn't know exactly what happens to a goblin biologically when they undergo one of those so early, so, trying to be there for her in a positive manner only backfired horribly.

Yeah. Just laying down next to her and rubbing her lower back much as a clueless good-natured father might do for his daughter who experienced having her first period a few years earlier than usual (even though goblins don't have those), seemed to trigger something inside of her. She rolled over and pinned me down, instinctively sinking her teeth into my shoulder, something I was a little wary of but not in any kind of improper way.

I'm used to being bitten, though mostly by my wives while we engage in procreation activities. Being bitten was the catalyst for Prima, Jewel, and Doll all undergoing Blood Furies, so I assumed this was related to it. Maybe a quick taste of my blood would settle her down.

How wrong I was.

Glace, my runty fifth daughter who is blessed with an immense amount of magical power was somehow always aware of it when it happens. And, like usual, she picked the last possible moment to appear in order stop me from being severely assaulted. Except, this time, she didn't.

"GWAAHR! Today Diana Artemis claim Husband! Shaman no try stop!"

Glace had walked over towards us and manifested a number of Land Runes which quickly flew towards my body, pulling up threads of stone-compacted dirt which restrained my wrists and ankles. That action mystified me and seemed to do the same to Diana.

"Shaman not stop?"

Glace just shook her head before pointing at her own eyes and then at me.

"Want watch?" Diana asked her.

Glace's reply was to simply nod her head.

"Okay. Berry teach Diana Artemis what do. Show Shaman how get big-seed from Husband. How make strong-ones!"

"NO! NO. We are not doing anything that will result in making strong-ones, Diana." I said, firmly, to my eldest.

"Not listen Husband. Diana Artemis next Guardian. Not strong-one anymore! Have own cave! Blood Fury! Old enough goblin take seed-stick and big-seed!"

It was tough coming up with a cohesive argument to deter her, mainly because she was a goblin. Yes, she was more than four moons old, which meant in this goblin society she was no longer considered a child. She had fulfilled all of the criteria for moving to the next stage of her life, but I was hard pressed to argue the legitimacy of her claim. From what I know of when goblins are old enough to reproduce as told to me by Old One, it's fifteen months after they come into the world. Her mother, Berry, was about twenty months old when we first did it, which was troubling enough, since I only found out about that particular detail long after she had given birth to our daughter.

I mean, goblins grow fast, so maybe that was the case here and I was simply not properly informed about it. But that wasn't the problem. The problem was the nature of our pre-existing relationship. This is not something that should be happening between a parent and a child, yet, even my other daughter, Glace, seemed to be endorsing it.

"Glace! Be reasonable here! This isn't right!"

I decided to try and appeal to my bratty daughter to release me, but the look she was giving me was more than just her usual mischievous one. She was invested in seeing this wrong thing happen, so I had no choice but to try and manifest a Rune on my own to try and dispel my hands being bound.

My attempt at doing so was quickly met with a counterspell from her.

"Damn it!" more colorful expletives came from my mouth, and a promise that if either of them dared to go through with it, I was not going to be forgiving.

Yet, there was nothing I could do. As angry as I was, unfortunately I am, as Stella would say; a goblin-fucker. As such, the body of Diana Artemis which was currently going through a Blood Fury had developed quite a bit. While it may or may not equate to her mind catching up with that development, at the very least, daughter aside, she was quite beautiful for a goblin. But so was her mother, and goblin genetics appear to be extremely kind. As a result, that part of me, with her body where it was on top of mine, had little difficulty riling me up, much to my own revulsion of myself.

"GWAH!"