Chapter 95
Isn't this happening way too fast? Despite having more than enough power to resist—a superhuman Valkyrie who could crumple an ordinary guy like me with one hand, the strongest one called Brynhildr—she'd been dragged helplessly by my slightest gesture. Now she pressed her massive tits right against me, burying her face in my chest. With a loud sniff, she inhaled my scent, then wagged her breasts and ass playfully as she lifted her head to look at me. Her face was noticeably redder than before.
"What an incredible smell... haa, Master... did you come straight back from your outside errands? ♡"
"The smell, huh?"
"It's incredibly filthy. Snuuuff ♡ So hot, so vulgar, so passionately intense in a bizarre way, this obscene scent that makes a woman's pussy quiver... ♡"
"And you're totally hooked on this filthy smell, aren't you?"
"Haa... teasing me with words like that again... ♡"
Even when she was stripping my clothes earlier, she hadn't torn off my shirt or underwear right away—instead giving them this weird, lingering look. Had she developed a smell fetish in that short time? Who would've thought the sweat I'd worked up spending the day hanging out with the volleyball club girls and being all active would lead to this.
Moreover, this female pig is already addicted to Breeding Uncle Kang Han-beom's dick flavor. Not quite at the 'I can't live without dick!' stage yet, but damn close. She's at the point where missing even a single day of tasting Breeding Uncle Kang Han-beom's dick starts keeping her up at night. Excellent work, Breeding Uncle Kang Han-beom.
No, isn't her corruption happening way too fast? Park Ayoung was a total pervert slut from the start, so that makes sense. But Brynhildr? Before I showed up, she was a pure maiden on the verge of confessing her feelings to Setsuna. And now she's already corrupted enough that she might not sleep if she doesn't get fucked? Plus, without any signal from me, she's switched straight into sex slave mode, speaking all polite and deferential. Makes Park Ayoung look almost normal by comparison.
Nah, maybe Brynhildr's just a genius-level female pig? It's like the classic chicken-or-egg dilemma sparking a fierce debate between my left and right balls. Just as my head and dick felt ready to burst, she suddenly said:
"I've made my decision and pledge."
"Wh-what?"
What the hell was she on about now? Brynhildr had been glued to my body, inhaling my scent, but she abruptly jerked her head up. I couldn't help stuttering.
She didn't even notice, lifting her head again with eyes gleaming with lust and conviction.
"That Master must be isolated from society. This smell—the one making my pussy and womb throb—is far too dangerous for women!"
"You're overreacting over mere sweat..."
"And it's not just sweat! This, this... aaah... ♡"
Mid-sentence, she dropped to her knees, shoving her face toward my dick—then suddenly stiffened, letting out a moan right there.
"Haa... this threatening dick smell... even just mixed with a bit more sweat, the moment I inhale it, it makes a woman's pussy cum. How could we let a biological weapon like this loose in society?!"
"Did you just cum from sniffing my dick?"
Drool trickled from her lips—I'd suspected, but damn, it was real. Seeing the sticky puddle around her ass and the intense pussy stench wafting up, I realized the System was spot on. At the same time, I yanked the collar of Brynhildr, who was subtly inching her face toward my dick while gulping and eyeing it hungrily.
"Where do you think you're going, you horny female pig? Daring to crave Master's dick without permission?"
"This isn't craving dick! No, I mean—it's not! As student council president and a Valkyrie responsible for citizens' safety, I'm sacrificing my body to stop this biological weapon's rampage. It's definitely not because I'm a slut... ♡"
"Confessing on your own like that. I love how you're getting lewder by the day, but you know what happens if I let you service me here. More importantly, whose dick are you calling a biological weapon?"
"Guh... this lewd demon dick, I could subdue it easily with my mouth... or pussy ♡"
Sure enough, she came helplessly again. As the System said, she's addicted to my dick. I'd been a bit worried she'd snap after a day of toilet control and neglect, growling 'grrr, can't hold back' and pouncing. But nope—System-certified, top candidate for head sow. Even in heat, she prioritizes Master's command over her desires, holding herself back. I stroked her head with one hand and rubbed her cheek with my dick, saying:
"Good girl."
"D-don't pat me! And rubbing my cheek with your dick, defiling and humiliating me like this... ♡"
"Half-talking again? Looks like you're dying for that walk."
Maybe because she'd cum once, her eyes sharpened with reason, glaring at me unlike her earlier nonsense. Still, she let me lead her obediently. I tugged the collar a few more times to check for discomfort, then turned the doorknob without hesitation, leading her out.
"W-wait?! You're really going out like this?!"
"You think I was joking? It's a bit late, but this is still massage time. You have to follow my lead."
"What kind of massage is this?! It's just..."
"A massage combined with an exposure walk. Holed up in the president's office all day is bad for your health. Gotta stretch your legs and change your mood sometimes."
"Nngh, d-don't drag me... ♡"
If I'd stripped only her, she'd have some excuse. But since I—the one doing this absurdity—was strolling the hallway buck naked, not a thread on, she had nothing to say. Brynhildr, hands covering her tits and pussy like a bra and panties, cautiously followed.
"Hey, no covering up. I'm out here fully exposed—how dare a female pig be shy?"
"Guh... Master's fault... ♡"
"Again? Need a refresher on manners?"
I let it slide seeing the pussy juice dripping from her. Push too hard here, and the hallway might turn into Brynhildr's piss flood zone. But despite her words and glares, she seemed to be accepting the training more readily than expected.
"Walk faster! If Master isn't embarrassed, why should a female pig be shy about her naked body?"
"Hngk ♡"
A firm tug on the collar brought a lewd moan, and the taut leash slackened.
"Alone it'd be embarrassing, but with Master naked too, it's not—it's exciting, right?"
"Sh-shut up... haa ♡ No way I'd get turned on by this vulgar shit ♡"
Soon she pressed right against my side, rubbing her tits on my arm. The hot warmth and pounding heartbeat betrayed her words—she was already max aroused the moment the exposure walk started. I smirked at Brynhildr, now walking with hands behind her back like me, fully exposing her naked body and that pale silver ass.
"Gonna have to leash this later."
"M-my clit...? Nngh?!"
"Collars go on the neck for leashes, but carrying one is a hassle. Ring your clit instead—hook the leash right there, walk anytime."
"You think I'd allow that?!" Haa... haa... ♡
She was already unconsciously fantasizing about it, getting excited. Didn't she realize?
Still, she answered right away without hesitation, so maybe not fully corrupted. Gotta keep training.
She still clings to the hope she can yuri-grind pussies with Setsuna. In this regard, she's an utterly clueless female pig.
Rude. That's just her pure love side.
『That pure love is what nearly doomed the world. Though, thanks to it, Breeding Uncle Kang Han-beom, you got to come here.』
I chuckled at Brynhildr, who growled at me without realizing her growing masochist pig side, brushing it off as a joke before stopping at our first destination. Like the axe handle oblivious to decay in the fresh play, I'd been enjoying her dog-like reactions amid the humiliation when we arrived.
"Brynhildr."
"Wh-what?! I mean, what is it, Master? Couldn't hold back after all...?"
Maybe my imagination, but before I called her name, she'd struck this weird pose like she was thrusting out her erect clit. She jolted in surprise, then slowly spread her legs.
She thought I was gonna fuck her right here in the hallway.
"Gotta pee, right? Let's go piss first."
"Piss... oh, right, this is the bathroom. Finally letting me go?"
"No fancy words like 'piss' for a female pig. More importantly, where you headed?"
"Nng... ♡"
Sneaking toward the women's room. The men's was right there, and she knew damn well what I meant—but played dumb. I yanked her collar and dragged her into the men's room. As expected, Brynhildr followed obediently without a hint of resistance.