Chapter 161
Chapter 161
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 161
Chapter Title: Wild Boar's Bath Service (2)
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⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ Breeder sir! It's morning! Morning already! "How dare you steal Master's semen! I can't forgive you!"
"What the fuck's your problem, bitch, flying off the handle first thing in the morning?!"
... This wasn't the usual morning.
For one thing, there were two naked beauties rolling around on the floor, squealing away—but more than that, there was this weird sense of wrongness coming from my cock.
I wasn't totally clear on what I'd done in my half-asleep haze, but I'd definitely blown a load. The problem was, it felt like I'd shot it into a pussy that wasn't my usual one.
I couldn't be sure, but I had this strange conviction that it was connected to that dream last night where I'd been pinned under a massive wild boar.
"Hand it over! Give it here, I said! How dare you steal Master's morning semen! Is this pussy the filthy thief?!"
"Wh-what the hell are you doing!? Eek, st-stop shoving your tongue in there?!"
"Slurrrrp!!"
"Don't suck on it either! You fucking bitch, what the hell are you doing first thing in the morning—keheee?!"
And above all else, Eleonora—who never batted an eye at anything—was face-deep in Big Sis Urga's pussy like she was about to explode with rage, on the verge of tears. There was no way that was happening.
⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ Breeder sir, haven't you ever heard anyone say you adapt well anywhere you go? "Me? Well...?"
I had no idea how others saw me, but I'd never heard anyone say I adapted well anywhere. Not back in school, not during my military days—I was always just scrambling to keep up with whatever was happening.
Even recently, my contacts were more filled with numbers for clients and agencies that the SD Character had wiped out than my friends' numbers. I wasn't the type who blended in easily anywhere, human relationships included. So what adaptation?
I shrugged, saying I had no clue, and the SD Character—who could read my words and mind—suddenly turned its back to me and started muttering to itself.
⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ Seeing naked sows rolling around and staying this calm? No way... Or maybe the Breeder's even more of a perv than I thought... Hmm... That might actually be good... "What're you chattering about?"
⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ Ahem! Nothing at all! Anyway, congrats on all those new business contacts! While I'd been dealing with all the chaos in the orc village yesterday, the SD Character had wrapped things up. The moment Urga Big Sis and Eleonora passed out...
It connected straight to Urga's Gray Wolf tribe, just like when we shipped pigs to the orcs. She said they had nothing to eat right now, so on short notice, we shipped out about ten head.
Compared to the monthly average of 300, ten was pathetically small. I wanted to send more, but the SD Character held me back, so that's all we managed.
Urga's tribe had barely any people compared to the orcs—mostly women at that—so they couldn't handle dozens of pigs anyway, or so it said.
Plus, Urga Big Sis mentioned they'd be migrating to the old orc village soon with the other barbarian tribes on the frozen plains. So we settled on just enough pigs to keep them from starving for now.
Later, once they all moved in like she said, we could ramp up shipments like we did for the orcs.
But who knew when that would happen.
She said not to worry, but how could I not?
As I reminisced about yesterday for a moment, still meaning to get up and rescue Urga Big Sis from her ongoing suck-fest, the SD Character spoke up again.
⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ By the way, why do you keep calling that wild boar 'Big Sis'? "It just popped out instinctively the moment I saw her."
She looked exactly Eleonora's age—28, one year older than me. Calling her Big Sis wasn't wrong.
Unlike Eleonora, though, the muscles in her arms, legs, everywhere—and especially those rock-solid thighs—had me deciding deep down to call her Big Sis Urga the instant I laid eyes on her.
Eleonora was just Eleonora. Urga was Big Sis Urga. I'd decided that myself.
My heart told me so.
⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ You're such a simp, seriously. "..."
I ignored the SD Character and got up. I had work to do today, but first things first—I needed to stop Eleonora from slurping away at Big Sis Urga's pussy.
"Ahem."
"I'll make sure you never steal Master's semen again, ahh?!"
"My pussy... it's getting sucked so hard, eek...!"
The moment I stood, Eleonora—who'd been licking the semen from her lips—pulled away from Big Sis's pussy in a panic and prostrated herself right there.
But Big Sis was wobbling around with her legs splayed like a frog, thanks to getting her pussy eaten out by another woman with killer technique.
Was this really the same Urga Big Sis who'd fucked me yesterday and even pinned me under her ass in her sleep?!
'Or maybe she's just shocked that her rival tormented her pussy.'
Only Big Sis Urga knew the truth.
Whether it was Eleonora's technique being out of this world or the shock of enjoying it, once those two started bickering, nothing good would come of it.
"Master, good morning. This unworthy sow Eleonora has shown you an unsightly sight first thing in the morning."
"Showing me ugly sights isn't exactly new for you. Like I said, what the hell are you doing first thing in the morning?"
Like I'd mentioned before, this was the first time I'd seen Eleonora—who usually kept her cool no matter what—fuming like this (post-corruption by me, of course).
When I demanded an explanation, Big Sis Urga—who'd been dazed till then—sprang up like she'd been waiting for her chance and hopped right into my arms.
"Punish her! Give that bitch a real scolding!"
"That's what I've been asking—what happened?"
You know that princess carry thing? Having Big Sis Urga—who was buffer and taller than me—curled up in my arms looked kinda ridiculous,
but she grinned like she loved it, pointed at Eleonora glaring from the floor, and said,
"I dunno! I was covering my man's cock with my pussy overnight so it wouldn't get lonely, and that bitch suddenly kicked me and..."
"Ah."
Now it clicked. The white stuff had flowed into this big sis's pussy, and the yellow into that one's mouth pussy.
Anything else I didn't know, but for Eleonora—who took immense pride in her morning service to kick off my day—waking up to find her cock stolen by some wild boar pussy must've been a gut punch.
"Punish her quick! Look at this! See how much she sucked my pussy—it's all swollen!"
"No, don't spread it like that! Aren't you embarrassed?!"
Oh god, had Big Sis Urga caught the Eleonora virus and turned slutty too?!
I flustered at the sight of her spreading her gorgeous pink inner pussy wide open like she wanted me to get a good look.
Sure, it turned me on, but anyway. When I mildly scolded her, she just stared back like what're you talking about?
"Huh? Why? My pussy's my man's anyway. What's there to be shy about showing my man my pussy? Is that how civilized folk do it?"
"Exactly! Even if that bitch is an arrogant wild boar, as Master's pussy, what's there to be ashamed of in showing Master her pussy!"
Was she weirdly pleased or something?
Eleonora snorted roughly, chiming in with Big Sis Urga.
Her initial outfit was outrageous enough, and now she had a fellow exhibitionist—she looked thrilled...
⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ She's mixing up 'pussy as your property' with 'exhibitionist sow pussy,' I think? 'She's just interpreting it however she likes.'
Look at her—she was grinding her teeth like she'd rip Big Sis Urga apart just moments ago, and now she's nodding along calling it a 'great hobby.'
No doubt her head was full of fantasies of stripping naked with Big Sis Urga, parading through the streets, trembling in shame, and cumming her brains out.
So damn lewd.
Wonder who turned her into that.
"Anyway, let's get cleaned up quick! Now that Big Sis Urga's here, it's been a while—we should hit the market too..."
"Going out?!"
Big Sis Urga's eyes sparkled.
Of course they'd—she'd lived her whole life far from civilized society, so outings were exciting as hell.
"You're going out? Then I..."
"No way in hell!"
"Hnnng... I'll eagerly await the day I can do outdoor exposure with Master... ♥"
"Yeah, right."
I shut her down cold, and Eleonora smacked her lips in genuine disappointment before whipping her head toward Urga.
"What? Why?"
"What do you mean, why? You heard Master—he's taking a bath. You're a sow now too, so shouldn't you prep to attend him?"
"I-I'm not a sow!"
"Wild boar or sow, same difference! Like I said before, until a cock sprouts from your pussy, you're a sow! Get over here!"
"Eeeek, don't yank my pussy hair?!"
The sight of that fierce barbarian warrior princess being dragged off by a female knight gripping her bush was something I'd want preserved in the annals forever.