Chapter 257
Chapter 257
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 257
Chapter Title: Try Squealing "Oink Oink"
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Clearly, it was absurd nonsense. She should have stood up and told her not to joke around. But perhaps because she'd witnessed Christia getting semen injected through that bizarre contraption called a deep insemination device...
Violet actually felt a strange persuasiveness in Eleonora's brazen nonsense.
Indeed, when it came to lewd acts, no one could match her. Unbeknownst to herself, Violet thought that asking Eleonora for help in getting ravaged by him had been the right decision.
"But I..."
"Yes, I know. Sometimes your tits produce milk against your will, and sometimes they don't."
"How do you...?!"
Violet unwittingly entrusted her head to Eleonora's hand, which gently stroked her hair as if she knew everything.
"That's why I told you to try breastfeeding. Compared to the other sows, your physique and other physical conditions are lacking, so I wanted you to find some unique appeal to catch Master's eye."
"I-Is that really okay? If that happens, that man will ravage me, which means..."
"Already imagining Master's cock pounding you? Good girl. From the start, I'm just a sow and Master's toilet—a pussy ready anytime, anywhere, to conveniently accept his semen and piss whenever he feels like it."
P-Piss too...?!
Violet swallowed hard again and asked Eleonora, but Eleonora continued stroking her hair and said,
"I'm a sow knight, sworn to spread this pussy and asshole wide for Master and his cock, eagerly drinking in semen and piss through these holes.
How could I call myself Master's sow knight if I ignored this pitiful pussy drying up from lack of his favor, pretending not to see it just to take more cocks?"
"Saying such depraved things with a knight's face?!"
Eleonora kept debasing herself, calling herself a sow, Sin Seon-dong's exclusive toilet, a walking restroom, a semen wastebasket, and more—utterly vulgar terms.
Yet Violet felt no shame or humiliation from her. Instead, seeing Eleonora declare with the same pious dignity as Christia that she found true pride, self-respect, and honor in her fallen state, Violet just kept swallowing hard.
'I-I have to deny it... I must rebuke this fallen woman who surrendered to lust and betrayed everyone... But what do I say? M-My womb keeps throbbing in agreement...!'
The Eleonora who had been loyal to the kingdom, merciful to the weak, and merciless in judging evil was nowhere to be found.
But what was this?
What was instilling pride in this depraved female knight, this sow knight, and making her swell with chest for her sullied honor?
"Haah, hngh, my nipples..."
"Say 'nipples'."
"D-Don't roll my nipples...!!"
Her nipples, now perky and erect, were being toyed with by Eleonora's hands claiming her breasts—like a cat batting a ball of yarn, rolling them this way and that with her thumbs.
"Nngh...!"
"Yes, accept it more. Don't resist. This is natural for a female—it's no sin. Just following the laws of nature."
"N-Natural... hngh, the laws of nature don't include same-sex... kuhhh...!!"
As if punishing Violet's cowardly factual retort, Eleonora pinched her nipples and yanked them hard enough that her hand nearly flew off.
"Hurry and give milk. The baby pigs just separated from their mother are desperately seeking it. Come on, out with the milk."
"Haaah... Even so, feeding pigs, feeding pigs milk is... I-I think I get it...!"
But perhaps due to the shock from last time, when Sin Seon-dong and Eleonora had forced her into a breastfeeding orgasm—the heat faintly detectable in her voice suggested imminent milky release, yet contrary to expectations...
Violet's breasts rejoiced in Eleonora's touch but refused to yield what she wanted.
However, Eleonora was deadly serious about lewd acts and had prepared countermeasures.
Slipping her hand under Violet's armpit, Eleonora pulled her up to her chin and whispered into the sobbing saintess's ear.
"Look."
"Huh? What should I... hngh...!"
"What do you mean? Can't you see all those gazes right in front of you?"
"Eh? Ahh?!"
When had they gathered?
Around her and Eleonora were dozens of baby pigs crowding in. Separate from her sobs at Eleonora's touch, Violet swallowed her breath.
Even after spending time in the same room with humans who posed no real threat,
Curiosity might have drawn them to the naked human females rubbing against each other in strange ways, but as beasts desperate for food,
Instinctively sensing milk would come from Eleonora and the others, they'd unconsciously turned their eyes to her and Christia all at once.
"See it now?"
"Hic, y-yes...!"
"These pigs in front of you were just torn from their mother by this naughty sow Eleonora's hands—poor things. Some were even pulled mid-feed and are starving. As a fellow sow, shouldn't you comfort them?"
"I-I'm not a sow... o-ooh...!!"
The lost little lambs—no, piglets—fixated countless gazes on her, the saintess.
In a single farrowing pen holding 20 to 40 piglets at most, there were easily over 20 motherless babies staring.
"This sow knight is helping you this much, so you sow saintess should do your role too."
"S-Sow saintess?!"
What absurd term was this!
But Violet, kind-hearted and always healing others' wounds, couldn't retort to Eleonora right away due to those piglets' gazes.
Instead, like Eleonora said, seeing those cute babies with their beady eyes looking up at her, she felt something melting in her chest.
Of course, it was just instinct drawing them to the milky scent from her breasts—they saw her purely as a food source.
But Violet couldn't know that.
Only Eleonora and the pigs could understand their words and gazes.
As a reaction finally stirred in Violet, Eleonora released her breasts and reached for the anal plug filling her asshole.
"W-Wait! Not there,"
Squelch!
"O-Oooh...♥"
"Hoo... Already developed this far? A true rival asshole to threaten even me Eleonora. It's practically a pussy already."
"Heh, heek... W-What, calling my asshole a pussy...?!"
'Pussy... my anus... calling my asshole a pussy...?!'
Asshole pussy.
Unlike Violet, confused by her own words, Eleonora shoved her fingers into the noticeably improved asshole, which had advanced leaps and bounds in recent days.
"Oooh... D-Don't! Don't stick fingers in!"
"Spouting cute lines on your own without being taught. Now, don't your nipples itch?"
"How do you... hiiih...?"
"With nipples poking out like this, how could you deny it? Just fingering your asshole pussy has it going wild—think you can fool my eyes?"
Squirming, Violet steadily converted the discomfort of the invading foreign fingers into pleasure named perversion.
Eleonora, knowing the feeling well, tapped her taut nipples along with her asshole, then whispered,
"Come on, call them."
"C-Call what?"
"Obvious, isn't it? Once you say the milk's ready, the babies will know it's feeding time and come."
Was she really supposed to become a mother sow?
Violet wanted to yell at Eleonora for the nonsense, but the countless young lives she couldn't ignore stopped her.
"Your holy power pouch—no, your tits are complaining. Come on, call them. Oink oink them out."
"Oink oink...?"
"Yes, squeal 'oink oink' like a chicken cries 'cluck cluck'."
As if no refusal allowed—squelch—urging from her asshole.
Realizing she'd stepped too close to forbidden ground, but it was already too late,
"O-Oink... oink oink oink...!"
In the end, face flushed red, Violet squeezed her eyes shut and began squealing just as Eleonora commanded.
-?
-Oink!
Surprisingly, the piglets reacted.