Chapter 128
Setsuna yells with full confidence, declaring she'll become a splendid female pig superior to the president, challenging me to give her any test. Just moments ago, I'd shot her down with something like, "Compared to Brynhildr, you don't turn me on at all," but the second I agree to test her, she perks up even more—sensing hope that she could replace Brynhildr as my sow. Out of curiosity, just in case, I ask her:
"What makes you so sure about what kind of test I'll give?"
"Hmph, isn't it obvious? You want to fuck me! Creampie me irresponsibly, then piss inside like you did to that meat toilet bitch to mark your territory!"
"…?"
"Come on, fuck me already! Sure, it's a shame I couldn't offer my virginity to the president, but if it's the price for slaying villains like you someday, I'll accept it!"
"…"
She's not wrong, but is she really thinking it's that simple? She seems knowledgeable enough about this stuff from how she talks, and she even has a rough idea of just how beastly I am. Yet here she is, convinced it's just about me fucking her—it's almost innocently naive.
Or maybe not? Given Setsuna's personality, is she just that thoughtless?
Anyway. I take the item our dear, quick-witted meat toilet handed me and slowly approach Setsuna.
"Hurry up and fuck me! The moment you shove that... dick inside me, you'll see! My pussy feels way better than the president's!"
"Is that so…?"
"Kuh…!"
She glares at my lecherous grin like it gives her chills, but she still drops into the submissive pose I taught her earlier, thrusting her pussy out and urging me to fuck her. Then, like someone who can't bear to watch the needle pierce their skin, she squeezes her eyes shut and turns her head away.
*Click.*
"What the—? What did you just do to me...? Th-this is?!"
"Stay still. Or you don't want the test?"
No dick comes as expected—just an odd sensation at her neck. Setsuna cracks her eyes open, then freaks out at the leather collar around her throat and yells at me.
"What the hell is this?!"
"Did you really think being a female pig just meant rubbing my dick with this pussy of yours? If that was it, I'd just grab an onahole somewhere."
"T-take it off! Don't pull on it!"
Finally realizing what I'm doing, Setsuna stares at the collar around her neck with trembling eyes. She screams as I clip the leash on, but when I tug, she stumbles forward in her squat-legged stance.
I chuckle at the sight, stroking her pristine pussy as I say:
"Good girl. That pose shows you've got the basics down. Well done. Good, good."
"You bastard... Huhk?!"
*Squish*♡
Not just stroking—I dip a finger in to test the tight grip of her heated-up pussy. Meeting Setsuna's fierce glare, I tell her:
"Alright, follow me quick. Time to fetch your uniform."
"Y-you want me wandering the school like this?! And you're the one who tossed my uniform! Hngh?!"
"It's the test. I told you—you have to turn me on more than Brynhildr. Meaning, you need to be lewder than her. You saw what she did."
"Insulting the president... If I pass this test, you'll acknowledge me as your female pig?"
True to form as Brynhildr's biggest fan, Setsuna's eyes change the instant I mention her. She'd seen Brynhildr head back to the student council president's office naked, after all. To prove she's lewder, Setsuna figures she needs to match or exceed that level of depraved exposure—and that way, she could take Brynhildr's place.
I nod emphatically at her.
"Of course—if you pass without a peep."
"Then fine! Go ahead and handle me however you want! I'll conquer any trial!"
"Don't mind if I do…"
"Guhk?!"
I yank the leash right away. But maybe it's human instinct rebelling against being treated like an animal—she'd followed blindly at first, clueless, but now she's bracing herself without thinking. I sigh, eyeing her.
"This won't do."
"I-it was just surprise! I'll follow nicely now…"
"Nah, I was already thinking the collar alone isn't enough to control you. Geum-hwa?"
"You really go all out, huh? Our master's got a ruthless streak."
"What nonsense is this? What are you even— Kyaaahhh?!"
I hook a ring right onto her stiffly erect clit. Same function as the one on Radgridz, but with extra features built in. As I bring it near, it glows faintly and clamps onto her clit.
Setsuna glares at me with teary eyes, shocked by the sudden, intense pain piercing her clit.
"You bastard, what did you just do to my body?!"
"The collar wasn't cutting it, so I added a clit leash. Oh, and Brynhildr doesn't have one yet. You're ahead of her on this."
"If you did that to the president, I'd never forgive you?!"
"Depends on how you turn out from here."
*Click.*
I spritz potion from the sprayer onto her still-throbbing clit. Once the swelling fades fast, I quickly leash it up.
"Alright, let's go?"
"W-wait! Suddenly my clit and pussy are burning hot... What did you do? What was that you sprayed?!"
"Potion, what else? You saw it with your own eyes. Why suspect me now? Don't tell me getting your clit pierced turned you on?"
"Kh... Y-yes! It did! Because I'm lewder than the president, this filthy treatment doesn't anger me or make me want to kill you—instead, I had what they call a pussy orgasm!"
"Oh, really?"
Truth is, yeah, I did. As expected from the Breeding Uncle's special brew—it's basically an aphrodisiac with healing added, but it looks like any normal potion. Setsuna, never suspecting I'd tamper with potion, can't argue back. Instead, she nods fiercely, seeing it as a chance to prove she's lewder than Brynhildr, steeling her resolve.
Classic Setsuna.
I snicker and glance at Geum-hwa, who's been staring at Setsuna's new clit ring.
"Want one? You look jealous."
"Wh-who'd want that?! Shut up!"
"Right? We're just employer-employee, after all—putting one on you would be weird. But you know we've got tons like this in the drawer by my bed at home... Gahk."
"If you weren't my employer, I'd deck you."
"Y-you already did…"
So damn tsundere. Clutching my sore gut and catching my breath, I ignore blushing, fuming Geum-hwa and yank hard on Setsuna's clit leash.
"Kuhuuuh?!"
"Come on, follow. Like I said, your walk's got the basics down."
"O-of course... I'm lewder than the president, prime material for an even better female pig—I can waddle like this no prooooblem...!!"
Her back arches from the taut clit leash, but she keeps the submissive pose, waddling after me. The aphrodisiac potion's kicking in hard—her already damp pussy is now drooling like a rice paddy ready for transplanting.
Feeling mischievous, I decide to test her resolve and yank the leash until it's drum-tight.
"Nyaaahhh?!"
"Whoa, what a face. Guess your ass cheeks aren't your only erogenous zone—your clit's one too."
"Th-that's... all you got? Calling this a test…?!"
"No—the test starts now."
"What are you—?!"
*Rattle.*
No more delays—I fling open the infirmary door. Setsuna freezes, suddenly realizing someone might see, but I don't care and tug her clit leash.
"Told you—we're going to get your uniform. Prove why I should chase after you instead of Brynhildr. Starting now."
"L-like this?!"
*Squirt*♡
Even as she speaks, she can't hold back—her soaked pussy twitches like it's fully in heat at my words.