Chapter 98
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 98
Chapter Title: Arrogant Sow Pussy, Bianca Oliviet (1)
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I'd planned to dash out and finish the request quickly, but a voice from behind was unmistakably aimed at me.
Her request?
A question mark popped up over my head as I turned around.
"Are you talking to me?"
"Of course it's you! Who else would it be?"
A woman with sharp eyes.
She planted her hands on her hips, glaring at me with clear irritation.
I scanned her up and down.
Those prickly eyes and pursed lips.
Her light brown hair was tied back in a ponytail, and her face alone screamed her personality loud and clear.
Strict, stubborn as hell.
She looked like prime female stock on the surface... but that personality was a total turn-off.
And she had some serious meat on her bones.
Not fat, exactly—more like plump. The kind of soft belly and thigh that you'd love to grab handfuls of.
Surprisingly, her figure wasn't bad at all. The fat was in all the right places, giving her curves way lewder than your average woman.
Like one of those thick, juicy female characters straight out of an adult comic.
She was covered up in a mage's robe right now, but with my Mana Detection, she couldn't hide a thing from me.
Still, her body was turning me on, even if I had no clue what her deal was. I cocked my head innocently.
"What's your problem?"
"Don't play dumb! You just snatched my request!"
She jabbed a finger at me.
"?"
Another question mark floated over my head. Snatched her request? What the hell was she talking about?
But she kept raging anyway.
"That 'Oil Flower Gathering' request you just took. That was mine. I'd been eyeing it for the last ten minutes."
She slapped a hand to her chest.
"And you just swiped it without a word? How do you even?"
She crossed her arms.
"Cancel it. Now. And go find another one."
She jerked her chin at my adventurer card.
"......"
Her sheer audacity left me speechless for a second.
Not even mad—just baffled.
Requests at the adventurer guild go to whoever applies first, as long as they meet the requirements. Basic common knowledge for any adventurer.
Yet here she was, demanding I cancel my request.
Villains exist in every world, huh.
I hadn't expected to run into one with such a fitting look for the role. This woman didn't care who she was talking to—she only thought of herself.
That plump body paired with her bitchy face? Perfect combo.
But she'd picked the wrong target.
I licked my lips inwardly and replied calmly.
"Cancel it? Requests go to the first applicant. You're in no position to complain."
She didn't back down.
"Hmph, normally, yeah. But you didn't even read the details—you just slammed your card down. I saw you. You're one of those request-sniping assholes."
Request sniping.
The guild's system is first-come, first-served, so of course there are abusers. They spam applications on anything promising, then pick the best one later and cancel the rest.
Those types get penalties and blacklisted eventually.
She was framing me as one just to claim the request for herself.
I sighed.
"If you're gonna keep bullshitting, I'm out. If you were really eyeing it, you should've applied first. Stop making excuses and find another."
I turned to leave.
"Hey! Wait! Bullshit? You're not even canceling—you can't just walk away!"
I strode right out of the guild without a word. She panicked at my sudden exit and chased after me.
Nice.
I picked up the pace to a jog.
The guild hall was packed.
The request desk was one of the busiest spots—anything shady would get noticed immediately.
"Stop! You F-Class nobody—ignoring me!?"
She kept up easily.
I veered into an empty alley.
The second my senses confirmed no one around, I pounced.
"Mmph-!?"
Her eyes went wide in shock.
I grabbed her and forced a kiss. She thrashed to shove me off.
"Mmmph! Mmph-!"
But I shoved my tongue in, flooding her mouth with Level 5 aphrodisiac and paralyzing venom mixed in my saliva.
She swallowed it down amid the endless kiss.
"Gulp...! Paha, haah, haah..."
"Don't fight it. It'll be easier."
"Y-You...! D-Do you even know what you've...! What the hell did you do!?"
Her eyes shook as she glared at me. I flashed a sleazy grin.
"What? You're too damn arrogant. Just giving you a little lesson."
"L-Lesson? After what you just— Hnngh!?"
I whipped out a Basic Tentacle from behind and wrapped her tight.
It coiled around her in seconds, secreting solvent that melted her clothes away.
She went pale, staring at me.
"Eek! What the— M-Monster...!?"
"Monster? Tentacle monsters are people too. Harsh words."
I let my main body ooze out beneath her feet.
Purple fluid spread across the ground, climbed the walls, and formed a sealed box around us.
Like a purple building.
Impervious from the outside. I slithered toward her.
"N-No! Stay back! Stoooop...!"
She struggled desperately, but no chance.
Those tits were huge, as expected from a body like hers.
Her soft, folded belly was pure lewdness, and those fat areolas begged to be sucked.
I groped her breasts roughly.
"N-No! Stop! This is rape—!"
Rape? From a tentacle monster? Laughable.
I spread her legs wide and slammed my cock straight into her pussy.
Squelch-!
"Ngghk!?!? Nngiiik...!!"
I thrust deep until her plump ass cheeks squished flat against my thighs.
Ah, feels good.
Her thick pussy was amazing.
All that plumpness made it grip like a vice, walls undulating and milking me perfectly.
Shitty personality, but this pussy was a sweetheart. Her body shivered uncontrollably.
"Ahng...! Ahk! Ugh! N-No! Eek! Stooop...! Th-This is rape...! Ngiiik!"
I ignored her babbling mouth and pounded mercilessly.
Squelch-! Squelch-! Slurp-! Slurp-!
"Ngghk!? Eek! Hk! Nngiiik...!"
Every root-deep thrust made her jiggly ass slap and squeeze my thighs just right.
I grabbed her soft belly, hoisted her up, and rammed her womb like I was crushing it. Her pussy spasmed pitifully, sucking me greedily.
"Pig bitch. Acting all high and mighty when you get wrecked this easy? 'Cancel it 'cause I want it'—who the fuck do you think you are!?"
Squelch-! Squelch-! Slurp-! Slurp-!
I bucked up, pulverizing her slutty hole, then pinched her nipples hard.
Squeeze-!
"Nngiiik!?"
"Not answering?"
"Uhk! Ngk! Nngk! B-But...! That was a request I'd been thinking about for—."
Squelch-!
"Nngooook!?"
"That's your problem. Doesn't mean you get to be a bitch about it. I applied first."
"Nngk! Hk...! Ohng...!"
She couldn't even respond as I ground against her womb.
I kept degrading her while hammering away.
"And how'd a slut like you stay a virgin this long? With that attitude, you'd deserve getting gang-raped a hundred times over."
Squelch-! Squelch-! Slurp-! Slurp-!
I meant it.
Someone this bitchy should've been put in her place ages ago, yet here she was, untouched. Mid-20s, and this was her first time? Wild.
Blood dripped from her pussy onto the alley floor below.
"Eek! K! Nngk...! B-Because I'm a B-Class adventurer...!"
She glared daggers.
B-Class.
Way higher than I thought.
Come to think of it, I hadn't checked her status yet. Here I was, raw-dogging some nameless bitch in an alley.
"Then why aren't you fighting back? B-Class should handle this. You sure you're B?"
"Ok! Ohk! Nngk! Nnghk! In a situation like...! Ngghk! How am I supposed to cast...! Eek!"
Makes sense.
Mage, huh.
Magic needs three things: mana, incantation formula, chant.
All require focus—gathering mana, deploying the formula, reciting the chant.
No focus, no magic.
Still, a B-Class should manage in a pinch.
Mages train to concentrate anywhere, even mid-battle. She should be capable.
But the chant's the issue.
She could gather mana and form the formula, but no chant means nothing. And even if she tried, I'd stop her cold.
I kneaded her belly and ass like dough, pressing hard on her womb.
"Lucky you met me. I'll train that pussy right, turn you into a good little sow. You're my personal breeding pig number one from now on."
"Ngiiik! Uk! Eek! Ohk...! I-I'm not a pig...! Eek! I'm a disciple of Professor Aimea from the Azure Mage Tower...!"
She spat it out defiantly.
"Ngghk! Eek! Gik! Y-You...! Black magic to transplant monster parts onto your body! Eek! That's taboo! Ngiiik! I'll report you...! Rape and that...! Nngiiik! You messed with the wrong girl...!"
She glared fiercely.
But it didn't faze me.
"Wrong girl? This pussy's squeezing like it loves it. You'll be calling yourself a sow soon enough—look forward to it."
Squelch-! Squelch-! Slurp-! Slurp-!
"Ohk! Ok! Nooo! Eek! Nooo...!"
She shook her head, but her pussy was honest.
The harder I thrust, the more slutty juice she squirted.
I ravaged my new sow's pussy relentlessly, then extruded two more tentacle cocks from my body.
And started rubbing them all over her.