Chapter 311 - Saintess Toilet
“Eeeek! My asshole, my asshole keeps aching so baaaad, it huuurts… ♥”
What the hell happened while I was away?
I could guess. After losing to Urga in what was basically a Pokémon battle between Eleonora and Urga—no, Sis—Eleonora must've taken out her frustration by snatching away my fun outdoor exposure training session with Violet.
But even so, to drive Violet this far, half out of her mind and babbling nonstop about her asshole like that?
As if reading my demand for an explanation, I turned to Eleonora. She flushed slightly, tearing her drooling gaze from my cock to speak.
“As I said, Master. Even if you used this Eleonora's mouth pussy as your toilet, you are still just a normal human. Compared to sows like us, you're far more sensitive to bodily needs, so we judged you'd feel the urge to piss soon and prepared this…”
A saintess asshole toilet.
The moment Eleonora finished her dizzying explanation, I turned back to Violet.
“Ahh… Y-you're here… P-please, fuck me, fuck me quick… My pussy, the saintess pussy that won't lose to Christia's, Violet's pure virgin saintess pussy prepared just for you—or even my asshole, just give me that cock…”
She used to blush and squeal at the mere mention of dirty talk. How much hell did they put her through to make her spout nonsense without even realizing it?
At first I thought they'd drugged her, but we don't have that stuff on the farm.
I stared at the utterly exhausted Violet, then back at Eleonora.
“…We said we'd turn her into a hole for Master's piss, but her resistance was stronger than expected. So we focused on tormenting her asshole nonstop, and now she's about half passed out.”
With that much milk pooled on the slatted floor and the pigs snoring away without a care, it was clear they'd been at her the whole time I'd been meeting the elf—
Including while they tormented Christia.
Eleonora's answer basically confirmed it, and she averted her eyes from me, admitting she'd gone a bit overboard.
“I lost control of my emotions without realizing it. I have no excuse for denying you the pleasure of pissing in the defiant saintess's asshole—ten mouths wouldn't be enough.”
“Oh, that?”
Even the guilt on her face wasn't for turning Violet into this. It was just regret for ruining my fun with her tantrum.
She showed zero remorse for the state she'd left Violet in. As if she could look to the heavens without a shred of shame.
The perfect response from the woman who made SD Character tremble in fear!
No point scolding her now—she'd just make a fuss. Besides, after taking Violet's anal virginity last time, I was curious just how trained her asshole had become.
I prodded the pussy of Eleonora, who was squatting like a dog awaiting orders, with the tip of my shoe.
“Hehe, we've trained her thoroughly as a toilet just for you these past few hours, so she may not satisfy like this Eleonora's asshole toilet, but you won't be inconvenienced for your business.”
Eleonora hopped over the piglet pen fence on all fours like a sow, leading me to the 'bathroom'(?). I followed her in, and sure enough—
-Squeeee?!
-Squeeee!!
The pigs, stuffed with milk and napping peacefully, freaked out at the sudden appearance of me—their trauma incarnate—and bolted in terror. A natural reaction.
“Eh, heueh?”
“Rejoice. Master is here… I'm yielding this to you just this once, so enjoy it without a second thought.”
“Wh-what are you… sa-saying…?”
Setting this up for me was fine, but now that it came to handing over my piss to Violet, Eleonora stared at her with jealous eyes full of envy for the body about to receive it—and disbelief that she was the one yielding.
Violet, half-dazed, looked puzzled as if she couldn't grasp Eleonora's words, but only for a moment.
“Ta-da! This body's debut!”
“Ah, aah?!”
Spotting me suddenly beside her, Violet wriggled like a grub in oak bark.
“C-cock… it's huge… so much bigger than last time… Like when you did those awful things to Christia! Your cock got that big 'cause I'm so lewd, right…?”
“Yeah, get even lewder here and I might not hold back.”
The bigger the cock, the lewder she is.
I'd planted that seed back then. No telling how it'd affect her later, but—
Violet beamed at my rock-hard erection, thrilled she'd become that lewd.
“See? The lewder you get, the more Master's affection you earn. I've told you that over and over.”
“Y-yes… I'll get lewd, even lewder, so tear my virgin pussy apart with that cock… Huh?”
But against her hopes, as I pressed my cock tip to the wrinkled, chrysanthemum-like hole between her ass cheeks, Violet shook her head side to side.
“N-no, not that hole… that's my asshole… My pussy's not there…?”
“Didn't we say Master would personally use you as his toilet? Heh… I'd love to hoard all his divine nectar in this sow's body, but for the greater good. As I said, this is a special concession—so use this reward to redouble your efforts.”
“Heh? H-hueh?”
She wasn't fully brain-dead yet. Realization dawned, and her petite body started thrashing.
“N-no, nooo… Don't… Pissing on my body, your piss…? No way…?!”
“If you want to become a filthy sow like this Eleonora for Master, a preview won't hurt.”
“N-no, I hate it…!!”
“No buts! Didn't I say I'd turn you into a lewd slut who only thinks of cock?!”
“Hiiiyaak?!”
Even I, a mere 'normal human' by Eleonora's lights, could overpower Violet with brute force. To her, Violet's struggles were less than an ant crawling on the ground—no effort required.
Finally pinned by Eleonora, Violet flailed her hands and whined pitifully. Eleonora glared at her with dead fish eyes, then mounted her back like she was folding a shrimp—
“Master? The saintess's asshole toilet is ready… ♥”
“Nooo… Don't…!”
—and flashed a sultry, lewd smile as she spread Violet's ass cheeks wide with both hands.
“She's not fully ready to take all of Master's cock yet, but this Eleonora has trained her thoroughly for your comfort. Please, relieve yourself without restraint.”
“Can't be rude when you're this insistent.”
Hey, talk big all you want, but your cock's already rock-hard! Prep complete! You're dying to ram this saintess's asshole right now!
Busted? Truth is, since taking Violet's anal virginity last time, I'd been craving that soft, warm embrace around my cock.
Perfect timing now—who'd pass up a feast like this?
I poked the saintess's unbelievably greedy chrysanthemum—hard to believe it was her asshole—with my glans, thanks to that anal plug training.
“Hiyak?! N-nooo… S-something that big won't fit… It'll tear, it'll definitely tear…!!”
“Then heal it with your own power, won't you, Master? Ignore this sow's whining and—”
“Hii, hiiiyaak?!”
Squuuish. As my cock tip slipped into Violet's body, her scream echoed, rippling the lake of milk on the piglet pen floor.