Chapter 220
Chapter 220
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 220
Chapter Title: Nursing Piglets
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From the very first moment breast milk came out of Violet's tits,
I'd been thinking about it.
Let's lock this sow away in the nursery sty and train her.
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Someone might say I did it just because milk came out,
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but the instant yesterday when I first suckled milk from Violet's breasts,
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not only was the taste sweet and nutty without a hint of fishiness in my mouth,
but along with the smooth, melting texture gliding down my throat, I could instinctively sense the intangible energy enveloping my body.
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This was exactly the milk I needed—the kind I'd been grieving over lately as more and more piglets kept dying in the nursery sty.
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"H-how did this happen...?!"
"How? The moment you laid eyes on Master's noble face, you should've stripped naked and surrendered right then and there. Isn't it only natural you pay the price for not doing so?"
"Th-then Lady Eleonora too...?!"
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Even as she freaked out at the tiny piglet's snout inching toward her nipple moment by moment, could she not contain her curiosity about Eleonora wandering around completely naked?
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Eleonora gave such a Violet a small smile, then unfastened the chain linking her own nipples and tilted Violet's arms slightly forward.
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She shoved Violet's head even deeper into her massive tits,
burying Violet's head in her heaving bosom like a sausage wedged between hot dog buns.
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Her hair color even made it look like purple lettuce had been stuffed in alongside the sausage.
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As Violet panicked, Eleonora deliberately rubbed her massive tits against Violet's face and whispered to her.
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"This appearance is the mark of my vow—this Eleonora forsaking her noble humanity to become a lewd, filthy sow who gladly spreads her pussy and asshole for Master."
"Y-you're walking around naked!! Without a single stitch of clothing!!"
"Have you ever seen a pig wearing clothes?"
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At Eleonora's utterly calm self-reference as a pig, Violet realized this wasn't some concept her fallen female knight had adopted just to flirt with me out of lust.
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She truly saw herself not as human, but as a base, filthy sow—and lost for words, she glared at me, the one who had corrupted her to this extent.
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"I told her to wear clothes, but she refused. What was I supposed to do?"
"Liar! First Lady Eleonora, now stripping me bare like this! A-and that barbarian princess too, back then...!"
"That was when we all got tangled up together during lunch... No. Nothing more to say about that."
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How could I say we'd jumped her right after lunch and bumped into Urga?
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As I shut my mouth, at a loss for words, Violet shot me a triumphant look, as if to say, 'See? You're the bad guy!'
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Then Eleonora whispered into her ear again.
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"I refused to wear them."
"Pardon?"
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Violet froze on the spot at Eleonora's whisper.
Eleonora licked her lips slickly as if finding Violet adorable, then continued with her usual lewd smile.
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"You still think of me as some noble female knight, but in truth, I'm a masochistic sow addicted to outdoor exposure sex—I love showing my naked body to others so much that I deliberately go without clothes, to the point of developing an outright aversion to clothing.
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Everyone praises this Eleonora as the strongest female knight, the royal family's sword,
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but that female knight is really just an exhibitionist pervert who wanders around without clothes on purpose, craving the finger-pointing and public humiliation.
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She's such a filthy slut for cock that if she doesn't have Master's dick inside her receiving semen, she masturbates constantly—it's her daily routine.
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Having thrown away her wealth, status, honor, and even her human rights out of obsession with Master's cock, how could a wretch like me possibly wear something that's the privilege of humans: clothing?"
"No matter how long you talk, it all boils down to you being a pervert who gets off on wandering around naked."
"Nngh... Such sharp condemnation... ♥"
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At my single remark, Eleonora's composure as a senior female knight vanished in an instant, her lips twitching with delight.
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-Snort! Snort!
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"Eek?!"
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Violet, who had been staring up at her in a daze, jolted at the piglet's impatient squeals demanding milk and realized she was moments away from having a pig suckle her.
She writhed in an attempt to escape,
but when she tried to flee,
she was at a loss upon realizing her choker was linked by a leash to the ring on Eleonora's clitoris.
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Her hands were already held high by Eleonora, like a cow or pig hoisted on a slaughterhouse hook.
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In the end, Violet accepted the unavoidable reality and gazed with trembling eyes at the piglet approaching her.
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Then, for some reason, she thrust out her breasts as if to say, 'Go ahead, suck if you dare,'
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"Eek... Its nose on my tits...?!"
-Squeal! Snort!
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The piglet, drooling so much it was about to go mad, immediately shoved its flat snout into Violet's breasts and began frantically rooting around for a nipple.
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The sweet milky scent hitting its nose had pushed it beyond endurance.
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"Hah, nngh... S-slow down a little...?!"
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Desperate to eat but in a rush, the piglet gnashed at Violet's innocent tits as it wildly worked its mouth in search of her nipple, drawing a pained moan from her.
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💭 SD Character's Thought 💭 Whoa, isn't this kinda like tentacle play in its own way? Sure, no ropers or monsters here to really suck and fuck, but this has its own overflowing sense of depravity, heh heh...! Before long, the SD Character was lounging in a movie theater seat, one hand grabbing popcorn while the other slipped toward her mosaiced crotch.
She wasn't even hiding her perversion anymore.
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And then, after countless trial and error, the piglet finally found the protrusion on Violet's modest chest and strained to latch its snout onto it.
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Violet, now truly sensing she was about to be suckled, glared at me cutely with teary eyes and said,
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"Such an outrage... The Goddess will never forgive... Nngh...?!"
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Sluuuuurp-!!
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The moment the nipple slid into its snout, the piglet seized the chance and suckled with all its might.
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I pushed Violet closer to it, and following its instincts like suckling from its dam, the piglet bobbed its head up and down.
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"O-oh...?!"
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💭 SD Character's Thought 💭 There it is! The saintess's perverted moan! Humiliated at being suckled by a tiny non-human piglet, Violet had clamped her mouth shut—but now utterly un-saintly, vulgar moans began bursting from her lips.
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"Ohooo... S-slow down, just a little slower...?!"
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Of course, whether Violet begged or not,
the piglet was lost to the delicious milk flowing into its mouth, shaking its head even more fervently.
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"It sure knows when something's tasty—going wild over it."
"But since it's based on a human, it's slow at finding the teat."
"That's got its own appeal to watch, doesn't it?"
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This training itself
was meant, in the disciplinary sense, to instill shame from 'having your milk suckled by a pig,'
and in the practical sense, to nourish piglets deprived of antibodies from their dams and build resistance to pathogens via the holy power in the breast milk.
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A two-birds-with-one-stone effect.
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I wasn't planning to advertise them as 'pigs raised on saintess milk' like some green tea-fed swine.
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"Stop, stooop... N-no, don't! Tormenting my nipple like this, o-ohhh...!!"
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How long had I been intently observing Violet writhing as her nipple was nibbled, tugged, and suckled?
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I checked the stopwatch on my smartphone screen from my pocket,
then yanked away the piglet still mindlessly nursing.
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"Alright, that's enough! Stop sucking! You hogging it all?!"
"Nooo! Don't pull so hard, my nipple might... Ohoooo?!"
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Without any warning, as I pulled it, the piglet panicked and bit down on Violet's nipple with stubborn determination to keep suckling.
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Violet, who had been writhing and gradually adapting to having her nipple tugged by the piglet, now threw her head back at the yanking sensation and began squealing like a pig at the top of her lungs.
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"It's coming off, it's coming off! My nipple's coming off! Not only feeding a pig, but my nipple too, it's coming ooooff?!"
"Then the saintess can heal it herself, right?"
"Such irresponsibility?! Just a little slower, eeeek...?!"
"Hey, this one's really into it—won't let go. Let's pull together."
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Ignoring Violet's pleas, I signaled Eleonora, who nodded eagerly with envious eyes at Violet and wrapped her arm around Violet's waist.
Then the two of them yanked hard at once on what they held in their hands.