Chapter 258
Chapter 258
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 258
Chapter Title: Heaven Helps Those Who Help Themselves
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“Grunt grunt... Grunt grunt grunt... Grunt grunt...”
“That's right. There's a reaction. Cry a little more pitifully. You've never given birth before, and it's irreverent, but cry like a mother sow who's lost her master's piglets.”
“As you say, I've never given birth, so even if you tell me to... Gru, grunt grunt...”
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Wasn't he just telling her to grunt like that to mock and tease her?
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Violet shuddered slightly at the sight of the baby piglets creeping toward her as if entranced by something.
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It was like being a student having her homework checked by the homeroom teacher, glancing at Eleonora as if seeking confirmation that this was right, that she hadn't made a mistake.
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“It's fine. Keep crying.”
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Eleonora, who had just ordered her to grunt, praised Violet with “Good, good,” but inside, she couldn't hide her astonishment and admiration at the scene unfolding before her eyes—the piglets starting to show interest in Violet's breasts one by one—though she pretended otherwise.
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‘I never thought it would actually work.’
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Previously, while lingering around Sin Seon-dong to help with his duties and receive his urine, Eleonora had suddenly heard the grunting sounds from the farrowing pen and asked him about it.
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She asked if those grunts were the sound a sow makes to call her piglets.
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Sin Seon-dong tilted his head slightly and didn't answer right away.
It was ambiguous even for him to say this was exactly it.
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First, he explained that it was most likely the sound made to induce the piglets to nurse, as she thought.
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When Eleonora asked why he used such a vague term like “likely,” Sin Seon-dong told her this.
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‘This is something men don't know well, but female animals who've given birth get sore breasts filled with milk after a certain time, like milk cows stressed if not milked. Pigs grunt like that begging someone to milk them, and to humans, it might look like calling the piglets to nurse.’
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Grunting to call the piglets.
Or grunting because her breasts hurt.
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Those were the two main hypotheses Sin Seon-dong mentioned.
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Right after that, at Sin Seon-dong's command that he needed to piss and would use her pussy as a toilet, Eleonora quickly tugged down his pants with her mouth and inserted his cock into her pussy.
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She was flicking her tongue in anticipation of the stream of urine soon to flood her womb when Sin Seon-dong suddenly pressed his pubic bone tight against her ass, as if he'd forgotten something, and said,
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—Ah, and one more thing. This one's a real long shot, just a joke, so take it lightly.
—Yes, Maste... O, oooh... Ungh oooh...♥
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*Jororororok—*
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“Heh heh heh... Yes, when you receive Master's urine like that, Master surely...”
“He's coming... He's coming this way...!”
“Tch.”
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How dare she interrupt her blissful recollection of her beloved Master, to whom even sacrificing everything from this sow Eleonora wouldn't be enough!
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Eleonora shot Violet a sharp glare for ruining her ecstatic memory, then flashed a gentle smile as if the tongue-click had never happened, noting how much closer the piglets had crept.
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“Yes, your sincerity is bearing fruit. Now, thrust out your breasts a little and grunt.”
“L-Like this?”
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How utterly pathetic her breasts looked compared to her own massive tits!
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Eleonora mocked Violet inwardly while gazing enviously at her grunting and offering her breasts to the piglets.
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‘If this Eleonora could lactate, she could serve Master fresh breast milk every morning and coat his cock white with her milk during tit pussy service...’
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Why had heaven granted milk to Violet instead of her?
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Despite having such enormous tits—and they were even growing lately—Eleonora felt a mix of pride and jealousy toward Violet's breasts, which were barely a handful compared to hers.
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“No, no. If I get pregnant with Master's child, it will surely come then. Yes, constant milk like a faucet is nice, but rarity makes this sow's milk even more appealing... Offering seasonal delicacies would make Master impregnate this Eleonora's womb with even more babies...”
“W-What are you saying?!”
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Violet had hoped to seek advice amid the piglets closing in, but seeing Eleonora grinning lewdly to herself, she panicked and snapped back to reality.
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In a flash of improvisation, she twisted Eleonora's pussy hair hard with her toes. The effect was immediate; as she yanked out the coarse hairs between her toes, life returned to the platinum-blonde sow's blue eyes.
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“Ahem, why are you so scared? They're just piglets. You've endured the gazes of those massive boars—what's so frightening...”
“B-But still...!”
“Look, the piglets are getting scared because their mother suddenly panicked. Keep calling them.”
“Ughhh...”
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Who was the mother here...?
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Violet desperately wanted to deny it, but with the piglets right in front of her—freshly separated from their real mother, no less—she squeezed her eyes shut.
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‘It's just to get violated. I'm not really becoming a sow. This is only to get violated...!’
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Absolutely not out of pity for the orphaned piglets—Violet opened her mouth and kept grunting.
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—Grunt?
—Grunt?
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And finally, the moment white milk beaded on her nipples, the piglets sensed it with their snouts and pressed their flat noses against Violet.
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“Eek, i-it tickles...! That's not the nipple, so even if you press your nose there, there's nothing to—hngh...”
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The baby piglets swarmed onto Violet's petite body.
She'd endured the boars' stares as Eleonora said, even mustering some bravado like “Come at me if you dare,” but.
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Now, with dozens of dog-sized piglets charging her en masse, overwhelmed by their numbers and momentum shoving against her, she trembled, cradling her breasts with her hands.
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“Gru, grunt grunt...”
“If you're that scared, no pig will come.”
“Huh? Eek!”
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*Squish.* Eleonora suddenly pinched and twisted her nipple like milking it, drawing a familiar moan from Violet.
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Eleonora smiled at how Violet's nipple stood erect, enticing males, then abruptly resumed their original position—pressing her underboob against Violet's head.
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Violet peeked up warily, convinced the sow was up to something, but all she saw were massive tits and Eleonora's fingers rubbing her milk-smeared fingertips on the tips.
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“It's your first time, and there are too many. I'll help a little.”
“Huh? But Lady Eleonora...”
“I can't provide milk, but I can serve as a toy for those little ones to play with.”
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Violet tilted her head at Eleonora erecting her own nipples, now smeared with white milk like hers, but only briefly.
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“Grunt grunt~♥”
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—Grunt?
—Grunt!
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At Eleonora's grunts from beyond her breasts, the piglets—who'd been debating whether to suckle—turned their eyes to Eleonora's massive udders, like their mother's, and swarmed there as if on cue, mouths agape without hesitation.
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*Slurp.*
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“Hngggg...♥”
“L-Lady Eleonora?!”
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Two piglets shoved their snouts into her mouth as if suckling nipples, bobbing her head up and down like the past month, while Eleonora let out sweet moans.
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Violet panicked at first but dazedly looked up at Eleonora, who continued moaning and groping her own breasts.
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“Ah...”
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With only Eleonora's massive bosom in view, was she seeing something else?
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Violet nodded faintly, then smiled softly at a few stragglers pushed aside by stronger siblings and opened her mouth.
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“Grunt grunt...!”
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The small-bodied piglets approached hesitantly at her call.
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Not the bold ones from last time she'd call “Poke-poke,” but timid ones slow to approach—Violet cupped her breasts to puff them up invitingly, as before.
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Her sincerity shone; the hesitant piglets sniffed and cautiously neared her breasts, mouths opening.
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“Grunt grunt!”
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And soon, with a *sluuuurp* of suckling, another moan joined Eleonora's, echoing through the piglet pen.