Chapter 274
Chapter 274
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 274
Chapter Title: Lick It
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At the very moment Christia was dealing with her troubles from the morning,
Violet, who had been offering her usual prayers to the goddess since the crack of dawn, was thrown into confusion by the unexpected guest who appeared right in front of her.
"E-Eleonora...?"
"Hmph. Praying to a goddess who still hasn't gotten her act together and doesn't even have a cock... Fine. By the time you've fallen that deeply into devotion, that profound faith of yours will be directed toward Master instead."
"Wh-What?!"
What kind of nonsense was she spouting right from the start!
Violet wanted nothing more than to recite the goddess's words from the scriptures to Eleonora, who had blasphemed the divine from her very first sentence, and keep doing so until she learned proper respect for the goddess. Unfortunately, reality was harsh and pathetic.
"What... do you mean? Did that man send you...?"
"That's part of it, but... Have you already forgotten?"
"?"
Eleonora crossed her arms ostentatiously in front of the still-bewildered Violet, lifting her massive tits as she thrust her hips forward, practically shoving her chest in Violet's face.
"No need to know. Just as you suspected, I, Eleonora, have been commanded by the great Master to personally train you for the time being. The outcome will be the same either way."
"Eek?!"
What the hell was she talking about now?
As Violet stared at her with wide eyes, Eleonora seized the moment, quickly raising both hands behind her head to expose her armpits, as if inviting Violet to inspect every inch of her naked body.
"There's a reason for it, but it's only temporary. I will turn you into a lewd sow just like me, Eleonora. Now that you understand, respond."
Train her? Personally? By Eleonora herself?
'More importantly, what does she mean I've forgotten something?'
It had only been a day since she and Eleonora had faced each other this closely—yesterday, in fact. Hearing something like "have you forgotten?" from her was utterly bewildering.
The only memories that came to mind were feeding milk to the pigs alongside Eleonora, followed by Sin Seon-dong ravaging her asshole.
'And before that...'
Violet recalled the scene where she had some conversation with Eleonora at the annex where Christia was imprisoned.
But Eleonora gave her no time to dwell, suddenly grabbing her breasts. The moment her palms registered the nicely plump flesh,
Eleonora felt the milky softness starting to well up. She secretly smirked for a split second before pretending nothing happened and spoke casually.
"Hiyaaah?!"
"Your milk production has developed quite nicely. Leaking like this at my touch... Yes, keep at it until you can squirt milk the instant Master touches you—no, the instant you make contact with Master's body."
"D-Don't milk me...!"
Squeezing Violet's already pitiful tit-mounds roughly, like milking a cow, Eleonora finally released her once Violet shuddered with small tremors, seemingly satisfied.
"H-Huh... F-From the morning, teasing me like this...?!"
"Small, but they feel nice in the hand... Hmm. If Master likes them tiny, this lewdness contrasting with their pitifulness might earn you all his favor..."
"Wh-Who said they're small!?"
They say people can unleash unbelievable strength when one emotion reaches its peak. With a sharp smack, Violet slapped away Eleonora's hands, which were still kneading and appraising her breasts, and declared:
"Mine aren't small! Yours are just too big! It's not that mine are small!"
Take a look at these!
Was this what they meant by wrinkling the skin in front of a silkworm? Violet grabbed her own breasts with both hands and thrust them forward defiantly.
In front of Eleonora's tits, which grew to absurd new heights every single day, no less.
At Violet's display, a puff of laughter escaped from Eleonora's tightly shut lips. Unable to hold back, the derisive snort made Violet grab the rings pierced through Eleonora's nipples on the spot.
As if to say "have a taste," she yanked Eleonora's breasts upward over her head, like making her stand in penalty with hands raised—but,
"Wh-What... is this weight...?!"
"What are you doing? Hurry and torment them. I can't stand having my nipples teased by anyone but Master...♥"
"Eek... H-Huhh!"
An overwhelming heaviness, like holding a massive watermelon in each hand.
'It's heavy! So incredibly heavy! H-How? They're this heavy, yet they don't sag at all...!'
Did tits like this even exist in the world? Were these really breasts? So ridiculously huge, heavy, and perfectly elastic—these were...!
"These aren't tits!!"
"??"
In the end, Violet collapsed to the ground, unable to lift Eleonora's breasts like some Atlas, and clutched her own.
And in that moment, she thought:
He still hadn't ravished her because of these tits.
'It's because tits like these surround him! That's why that man shows no interest in me!'
Muttering that inwardly, Violet pictured the women around Sin Seon-dong. Eleonora, Urga, and even Christia—who wasn't his woman but boasted tits no less impressive.
All of them had breasts ranging from the size of a child's head to larger than an adult's skull.
'I'm the only one without any!'
Just her.
Everyone else had real tits.
Only she had none.
Even as a pathetic sex slave and captive, stripped naked without a stitch of clothing, the sense of defeat as a mere woman was enough to make tears well up in Violet's eyes—tears she had sworn never to shed again.
It wasn't just the subtle inferiority from physical differences. The fact that Sin Seon-dong hadn't properly ravished her due to her body meant Christia was suffering in her place all the more.
She didn't know much, but Christia had thrown her body forward solely to protect her. Violet couldn't bear forcing any more sacrifices on her.
What could hurt more than this?
In the end, half resentment, half sorrow,
in utter confusion, Violet sat there with teary eyes—but,
"Don't cry."
"Huh?"
"I said don't cry. The only time you get to cry is when Master rips open your virgin pussy! Don't think for a second he'll glance your way just because you're bawling!"
"Eek...!"
She had no idea how she felt! Eleonora could spout that because she was constantly ravished by Sin Seon-dong—sometimes not even fucked, just covered head to toe in his semen—and utterly adored by him!
Violet glared up at Eleonora with watery eyes.
Of course, her massive tits blocked the view of her face.
But at the same time, Violet remembered something.
She had definitely asked Eleonora for something, then come here...
'Come to think of it, yesterday... could I have been ravished, even if only in that hole, because of...?'
Wasn't it after Eleonora arrived?
Thinking back, Sin Seon-dong had visited her often, but only to check if his captive was alive, eating well—like inspecting a pet's health. Apart from the occasional anal plug in her ass, he hadn't touched her.
Not until yesterday, before feeding the pigs with Eleonora.
But even that only happened because she had said something to Eleonora.
'Back then, I definitely... Ah?!'
Had something clicked?
Violet subtly readjusted her posture. Eleonora couldn't see well past her own tits, but she sensed Violet shifting and recalling what she'd said yesterday. Still, she didn't voice it.
After all, it was Violet who had begged for training first—and forgotten it.
'Master said the process of realization is key.'
Like how the platinum-haired sow had once waited patiently for her clueless, thrashing former self, Eleonora waited for Violet now.
It was Violet's choice: retract her decision from yesterday or reach out again.
But Eleonora knew.
The first step was the hardest; the second and third came easier than expected.
'Maybe getting her asshole fucked by Master yesterday sparked a change. Like newfound confidence, or her own strategy to seduce him.'
For the record—though unspoken—Eleonora held Violet in high regard.
Not as a saintess, but as a sow.
'That pitiful fragility, like she'd shatter in a mere breeze... Small stature amplifies the vulnerability, stirring protective instincts—yet her sleek, flawless curves twist that into lust. A genius of a different kind from me...!'
Above all, Eleonora valued Violet's intense sexual curiosity and innate sow qualities.
'In just days, she realized all her prior sexual knowledge was illusion, witnessed men and women making babies firsthand... Whatever the cause—flooded with new info...'
In short: she was interested in lewd things.
A thirst to peek beyond the dangerous, to advance knowing what awaited—an explorer's spirit.
Whether due to her ripening body beside Sin Seon-dong's potent pheromones, it wasn't mere hidden scheming that made her crave his ravishing.
With such perfect lewd sow potential, wasting it praying as a saintess—Eleonora couldn't stand it.
Yesterday, Violet had asked for training herself, so Eleonora was ready even without Master's orders. But now she'd forgotten...
She wanted to pin her down and methodically train that pussy and those nipples, but Eleonora offered another chance.
As if this were the last, lest she waver again.
Though Eleonora never intended to let her go anyway.
Urging a decision, she let her lewd juices drip down her thighs, wafting the scent of her slutty, semen-mixed fluids right under the naive saintess's nose.
As if to say: follow me, and this semen could be yours too.
The hand of corruption—one she couldn't refuse, shouldn't refuse.
Yet as Violet hesitated, Eleonora sighed softly, deciding to push her back—like Master had done for her.
"Yesterday, while your knight was getting trained by Master, what did you say to me?"
Violet flinched hard the moment Eleonora finished speaking.
"C-Can I call you... Teacher...?"
"Call me whatever."
At Violet pleading once more for guidance—no, to be bound as master and disciple—Eleonora flashed a satisfied smile,
then thrust her crotch toward her and said:
"Lick it."
"...Huh?"
"Are you deaf? I said lick my pussy."