Chapter 336 - The Long and Perilous Path to the Cunt
“Ah, aaaah…!”
“Full now, huh? Time to koo~ and get some sleep.”
“D-don’t make me laugh… st-stop… you put up that huge cock of yours and… ♥”
After one massive feeding, Christia—who’d endlessly demanded more like she’d awakened some gluttonous hunger—now paid the price. She clutched her bloated belly, swollen like a woman nine months pregnant, her ass quivering uncontrollably.
Juuurk—
“Nngh, nyiii… ♥”
Just a twitch of her hips, and her pussy—stretched wide and molded to the shape of my cock from the brutal pounding—squirted out a thick glob of semen. Christia jolted hard at the sensation of it trickling back over her puffy, swollen folds.
“Did you cum?”
“N-no… I c-cuuuummed…!!”
“…Yeah, figures. Gotta have something coming out to call it a cum, right?”
She’d been drained of every drop of bodily fluid inside her—not quite on Eleonora’s level, but close enough. Her pussy looked grotesque, gaping and clenching rhythmically, leaking nonstop.
I slid a finger into her pussy, like I was doing her a favor.
“Nyig…!”
“Cumming just from Master’s finger touching you now? Cute.”
“Sh-shut up! I’ve never cum. Even now, it’s ju-just ooooh… ♥”
I twisted the finger I’d barely inserted clockwise twice, then pulled it out. Her pussy erupted like a slit rice sack, unleashing a waterfall of semen.
Juuururuk—
“Hmm, quite the sight. Once you’re a proper sow of mine, playing with you as a semen fountain pig sounds fun.”
“Semen… fountain…!!”
Heeeugh~ Oblivious—or maybe hyper-aware—of her face half-buried in the sticky semen puddle splattered across the stall floor, Christia bubbled and frothed from her mouth. Whether from my words alone sending electric thrills through her, or something else, her face frothed like boiling soup.
I stroked her ass as her eyes fluttered shut, tucking in the overfed pig for her long morning nap.
Cr-, so sweet! You defile her yourself, then stroke her ass like ‘I’ll accept you no matter how filthy you get!’ 😍
‘Can’t you shut up for once?’
After mentally scolding the SD Character, I flashed a satisfied smile at Christia—now snoring away, blissfully unaware of the semen bubbling into one nostril—and stood up.
“Time to get to work. First, see how many rats the elf caught overnight. Check the farrowing pen for new piglets. And gotta haul more from the manure pit…”
I’ve thought this before, but Breeder sure has a ton of work, huh? 🐷
“Not ‘a ton’—a shitload.”
Back when I learned the ropes from Dad, we split the farm chores. But he retired overnight—what can you do?
Still, thanks to that, I met Eleonora and the others. I’d grown used to the routine, no real complaints. Hell, I was even grateful—Dad’s retirement let me savor this life.
I chuckled imagining him right now, touring the country with Mom, enjoying his golden years. Then I turned the doorknob.
Ding-a-ling~ The clear chime of that historic mithril-alloy bell—once dangling from Eleonora’s clit piercing.
Bright sunlight heralded the new day’s labors. And right in front of me…
Violet? Sweating buckets, standing on tiptoes, desperately spreading her asshole toward me…?
“Oof.”
“H-have you… enjoyed yourself comfortably? Then, please grant this lowly cunt of Master’s the honor of bearing Master’s cock…!”
“What were you doing while I was balls-deep in there, huh?”
“N-nothing! I-I d-didn’t do a thiiiing?!”
Her lie was so transparent—eyes darting away, tongue twisting in her mouth.
The ragged, uneven breaths heaving from her chest. The sweat soaking her body. And above all, the undeniable evidence she couldn’t hide.
“Hyuk!”
“Soaking your pussy like that and you say ‘nothing’? Scared I’d punish you for masturbating?”
“Eh? Wh-what? Y-yes! I-I was afraid you’d… punish me for secretly fingering my pussy and asshole without permission…”
“Look at you, trying to fool me.”
A bit suspicious, sure—but honesty deserved a reward. While groping Christia’s pussy and ass, I smeared the fresh semen coating my hand straight into Violet’s folds.
She lost it.
“How’s it feel, your first semen in that pussy?”
“N-no, not this! Give it to me with your cock! Direct from the source! Rip my hymen to shreds, then flood my womb with Master’s thick load…!!”
“You greedy little bitch!”
“Nyheeeek… ♥”
I jammed a finger back into her asshole. Her body—now conditioned to pleasure—reflexively belted out a vulgar moan.
“Wh-what do I have to do for you to take my virginity…!!”
“Hmm… dunno. Swear to abandon your faith and devote yourself to me and my cock?”
“Wh-what…?! ”
How dare he say that to a saintess!
She glared at me cutely, like it was the dumbest thing ever. But moments later, she yelped as more fingers invaded her depths, bouncing on the spot in shock.
Her modest tits—deceptively full of milk—jiggled faintly, squirting white droplets to prove the point.
Even taking the hits, she had to speak her mind. She bounced furiously, yelling.
“You’ll get divine punishment! The Goddess is real! Betraying Her to worship you and your cock?! You could get struck by lightning any second…”
“Yeah, yeah, I know One Piece is real too.”
“It’s truuue?!”
Spank!
Too hot-headed to hurl insults, all she could do was pout and bounce in tantrum.
Realizing her words fell on deaf ears, Violet huffed, “You’ll see Her with your own eyes someday!” and whipped her head away.
Her chipmunk-puffed cheeks screamed she was properly pissed.
As I pondered how to punish this cheeky sow-in-training—
“…Found you.”
“Oh, you’re here?”
Rustle. Dungchi’s doghouse shook. Out peeked the unnamed elf’s lime-green head.
Unlike yesterday’s nudity, today she wore a green top matching her hair and brown beast-hide pants. A bow in hand, quiver full on her back—perfect hunter getup.
She eyed me while crunching the dog food bowl in front of Dungchi’s house.
“Why’re you eating that?”
“…Snack. Mine. Even Master can’t have.”
“That’s not a snack to begin with…”
Like Wonhyo and the skull water, I clamped my mouth shut. Instead, I shoved three fingers at once into Violet’s still-pouting asshole.
“Hiyak?! S-suddenly like th-that… even then, I won’t give my virginity to a wicked heretic like you… E-elf?!”
“You were really sulking, huh?”
Not a long time, but enough to register each other’s presence.
Her genuine shock proved it wasn’t an act—she’d been legit mad.
And now the elf tilted her head at me finger-fucking the naked saintess.
“…Who?”
“Saintess. My sow now.”
“I’m not Master’s sow?!”
“…Sow?”
Ignoring Violet’s outburst entirely, the elf questioned my words. I pointed at the pigsty. She nodded with an “Ah.”
“…Yeah. Master’s livestock. Acknowledged.”
The elf would remember this.
“I’m not Master’s livestock!!”
“…Wrong. Calling him Master means you’re livestock. Saintess.”
“Ugh…?!”
Logic so airtight from that airheaded face and ditzy brain—Violet shut her mouth, speechless.
“So, why’d you come find me this early?”
“…Show achievements. Get raped by Master for seed?”
“Oh.”
“R-raaaaped?!”
Violet shrieked at the elf’s absurd declaration, but the elf ignored her, rummaging through Dungchi’s doghouse.