Rat Pup Issue
Christia had completely melted away.
Not just melted, but utterly liquefied, as if every muscle in her body had dissolved.
"Was it that good? She's not even twitching, no matter how much I shake her."
Well, it's not like any other time—this was in front of the Saintess, shaking her own ass like a slut! Mentally overwhelmed like that, and then Breeder's thick cock slips right in and wedges tight into her womb... no wonder she passed out! 😍
I pulled out my cock, which had been repeatedly creampieing deep inside her, leaving behind those parting words. It was a mess of pussy juices and semen, even slightly swollen, and now it shrank in the cold outside air.
"Clean it up."
"Yes! Haaah... The cock that just enjoyed this white sow's pussy and womb—I'll clean it spotless with Eleonora's mouth-pussy... ♥"
Slurrrp=♥
The moment I withdrew my cock, Eleonora—waiting eagerly like she'd been poised for it—sucked the dangling shaft straight into her mouth, slurping away greedily. But she couldn't tear her eyes from Christia's pink pussy, still spitting out my cum, making someone else's treat look even bigger.
Of course, Eleonora wasn't one to slack on cleaning my cock with her mouth and tongue. She kept flicking her tongue tip over the glans like savoring a hard candy.
"Chup! Master, if you would just permit it, this Eleonora's mouth-pussy..."
"No. As tempting as it is, you're not sucking up the cum I dumped in someone else's pussy."
Tsk! Unable to hold back her drool any longer, she'd begged to plunder the semen from Christia's pussy. But at my firm refusal, Eleonora smacked her lips in regret.
"You're a sow I can fuck anytime, but this white sow has to survive on the cum inside her except for her scheduled milking times. Stealing even that would be too cruel."
"...But without Master's cock, just licking up cum is pathetically miserable in its own way... Hah?!"
"If you're gonna spout nonsense again, keep your mouth shut."
"..."
Even as she spoke, her face flushed and lips curled up in delight. I cut her off preemptively, and this time she couldn't hide her disappointment, puffing out her cheeks like a sulky kid.
"You're my toilet and cock-rag. You wanna spend all day abandoned, just licking cum? Even you'd call that dereliction of duty, right? Or is it just me?"
"A-ahh... Such sweet words...?!"
Far from offended at being called a toilet or rag, she covered her mouth with both hands, eyes welling up like she'd been truly moved.
But before Eleonora could bask in that filthy thrill,
I smacked her cheek with my twitching, urine-ready cock—like a wake-up call.
She'd looked ready to shed chicken-tear sobs, but in an instant, she flashed a lewd smile again, knelt before my cock, and parted her lips slightly.
"Hweethin-nim, hwen-shiga junbi dwaet-seumnida (Master, the toilet is ready)... ♥"
As the saying goes, humans are beasts of adaptation.
Now, my body needed to use Eleonora for pissing—I couldn't hold it otherwise.
So I didn't block the stream flowing down my urethra, didn't even try. I just thrust my cock further toward the toilet before me.
And soon, with a joooorororok, gulp gulp,
Eleonora joyfully guzzled the bright yellow piss gushing from my cock.
"...♥"
No one could call urine "tasty," but the platinum-blonde sow slurped it down diligently, not spilling a drop.
Then, suddenly, a message window popped up before my eyes.
Whoa, Breeder, you really unloaded a ton! That white sow's ass is surrounded by a whole puddle now—hooah...! 🥵
While I admired my dutiful toilet, the SD Character must've been eyeing the passed-out Christia. Dressed like a forensic investigator, she poked around Christia's ass with a camera shoved right up close.
Just investigating! This is serious police work—uncovering the perp to prevent the next brutal mating! 🔍
Yeah, right. She was nosebleeding at the sight of cum dripping from Christia's pussy over her ass, stamped red with handprints.
'And she's got a camera even in this situation.'
Hehe, what do you take me for?! After all the upskirt shots I've snuck—pfft! 📸
"..."
"Sluuuurp, haaah... Thank you for the meal... ♥"
I was momentarily speechless when pop, Eleonora finished cleaning my cock. As always, she placed her politely clasped hands on the floor, bowed her head atop them, and flattened herself prone. I was about to press down on her bulging sideboob with my foot.
But then—
Squeak-squeak—
Suddenly, from a dark corner of the sow pen, a wriggling little lump and the telltale high-pitched squeak of rat pups.
Just rats, huh? I went to step on Eleonora's sideboob again—
Rumble rumble rumble—
"Huh?"
It felt like an earthquake—the ground shaking violently. I plopped down on my ass right there.
It's not just a feeling—it's a real quake! Because of that sow! She's shaking so hard...! 🌍
The pigs in the pens were freaking out too, so yeah, definite earthquake. But because of Eleonora?
I was about to threaten the SD Character not to spout nonsense unless she wanted another scolding—
"R-r-rat... rat, rat, raaaats...?!"
"Huh?"
Groooar, the cement floor trembled with vibrations from that spot—the epicenter. Eleonora was still flat on the ground,
clutching her ears like they were under attack, her ass pale and quivering.
I stomped down hard on her breast to calm her—no time for second thoughts.
"Hnggh! M-Master?!"
"You'll collapse the building—cut it out!"
"B-but, rats! There are rats!!"
"So what if there are rats on the farm?"
This was normal.
With pig feed made of grains, rats sneaking in to steal it—especially the top-quality stuff from the SD Character—wasn't rare.
Lately, Dungchi had been wiping them out with his snake-tail, living up to his three-headed hellhound rep.
But Dungchi had been MIA lately, smitten with Urga's wolves.
No tiger, foxes rule. Rats multiplied while he was gone.
Rats could be culled, never eradicated.
But Eleonora, oblivious, babbled on, glancing around fearfully.
"Rats—no! I hate rats. Anything but rat pups... for real...?!"
Who'd have thought? This sow, unflinching at a sword to her throat, terrified of rats. Fresh, almost cute—eyes teary, staring at the corner-squeakers.
But if she kept trembling, the building really might crumble. I grabbed a nearby iron rod, chased the rat off—
Eleonora finally sighed in relief, face flushing crimson at her embarrassing display.
"...I showed you an ugly sight..."
"Not for a naked slut like you. Besides, just rats. With your power, you could flick one dead."
"Th-that's..."
She glanced around anxiously for more rats, then revealed her ears, previously covered by her hands.
"Anything but rats... They're gross, and back when I was green, homeless... a rat bit my ear. Got a nasty infection, nearly died. Ever since, rats make me freeze up uncontrollably...!"
"That's why you took the anal beads in your ass so obediently during training?"
Ah, that time she babbled about parasites and obeyed. Backstory revealed.
I must've said something like... 'Leave that worm in, it'll gnaw your guts like a rat pup.'
...Right?
Fuzzy memory, but yeah, I mentioned rats. Who knew one line made her submit to anal beads without protest.
Lost in thought, I placed a hand on Eleonora's back and laid her flat on the floor.
"Kinda cute. Be a bit more like this normally, it'd be better."
"Eeh?! Master, why are you spreading my legs...?!"
She accepted being laid down, legs pried apart by my hands, but still eyed me trembling with fear.
"What else? Deep impregnation sex, right here."
"Eeh?! N-no! That rat might still be here?!"
As if I'd listen. With Christia passed out, no way.
Hornier than in ages, I pile-drove my raging hard cock into the pussy of the red-faced, hand-covering, quivering Eleonora.