Christia's Tribulations
How much time had passed like that?
"Now, now you must want to cum... Don't hold back, shoot as much as you want. I'm Master's cock sleeve, oh, ohoooonk...♥"
"No, I can't! The saying goes that a needle thief becomes a cow thief—as a man with that luscious cock who wants to impregnate women, you'll surely defile the Saintess's purity too one daaaay oooonk...♥"
Despite their high-minded words about protecting each other,
right in front of the very person they claimed to safeguard,
they weren't just awkwardly faking moans while rubbing their bare skin against me and begging for my cock like they did at first.
As time wore on, they fully revealed their true sow natures—getting utterly wrecked by my cock, just like always.
"Nghit! You can still turn back. I-I'll keep this monstrous cock locked away in my pussy forever so it never touches the Saintess again... Ah, aaaah, I'm still talking!"
"Nghuuuht, it's coming in again... Master's cock in my asshole...♥"
The moment my cock plunged into her pussy, Christia would plead with Violet,
"O, ohoonk♥ I've told you over and over, I can't let you make that kind of sacrifice for me anymore! H-hek, no more forcing it on Christia! And even as you say that, every time Master's cock... nghoooonk, every thrust makes your pussy twitch like it's about to cum. I can feeeel... Ah, aaah?! I'm still talking?!"
"Ngiiiit... It's back, drawn to my pussy again, swimming inside me because it misses me so much, desperate to flood my egg-scattering womb with cum...♥"
Conversely, when my cock buried itself in Violet's asshole, she'd declare to Christia that she'd take charge of it from now on.
It was always the same pattern: "I'll sacrifice myself," "No, I'll do it"—endless back-and-forth.
But to my eyes, it looked like sows scheming to hog my cock, shoving each other aside with their filthy, greedy instincts.
Just like watching Eleonora and Lady Urga locked in their lewd staring contest across my cock on the same bed.
"L-Like I said a hundred times already, this is your favorite sow womb. Cum in it, and depending on luck, you'll see a cute kid that looks just like you in ten months. You won't regreEEK, ah, no regrets, aaah..."
"Huaaah, compared to Christia's worn-out womb, my asshole's way better—no pressure, perfect for dumping cum and piss whenever. Master's favorite cocksleeve and portable toilet... You love it, riiiight?! Hwit?! Unlike pussy, it can take anything, anytime... And it's so portable toooo...♥"
They kept insisting nothing was as vicious as my cock, swearing off any more contact with it—sounding like they'd die before letting it near them again, all to protect each other through noble sacrifice.
But in reality, every time it slammed into their bodies, their pussy walls and guts clenched down like they never wanted it to leave.
Even if I tried not to hear it that way, the scene forced me to.
"You've been thrusting in and out forever with no winner, so from now on, every thrust comes with a spank on the ass. This teasing's getting me nowhere."
"Wh-what?!"
"Spank the ass... gulp"
It was Christia's lunch break to begin with, so I hadn't planned to drag it out this long. But Violet's surprise intrusion threatened to mess up my afternoon schedule too.
Deep down, though, with my cock soaked in their juices, I wished this could last forever.
"No way... Y-you're gonna spank my ass? One hit from your hand and I'll cum on the spot—that's obvious! This is unfair! Unfaiiiiir, ngiiiit...♥"
My cock speared into Christia's pussy, and a bright red handprint bloomed on the holy knight's pale ass. True to form, she never disappointed—oinking like a sow right away.
"Mmm, cumming makes it clench so tight—feels great. Keep it up like this, and I might just creampie that womb like you want."
"Nghit, th-then cum already! I'm reeeady... My womb dropped ages ago, won't rise again—do it nooow... Ah, aaah...!"
"Ah?! Christia's pinning me down, so spanking's unfair for me too? This is—hiiiiiik! My p-pu-pussy?!"
The early game had shown deference to defending champ Christia, but the late game turned chaotic. The moment Violet's mound took a slap, she squirted milk and came.
I called it a slap, but really, it was just a gentle pat on the pussy—like the praise I'd give Eleonora now and then.
Even Eleonora before her full fall had dubbed it the cute "pussy pat-pat" herself. Safe to call it one of her ultimate weapons alongside my cock.
"Mmm, you learned well from Eleonora? One pat and your asshole clamps down hard—impressive..."
"Heeeeeung... Heeeeeung...♥"
Christia took ass spanks, Violet pussy pats, both getting relentlessly fucked thrust after thrust. After another stretch of time, winner and loser were finally decided.
"Ngh...!"
Byururururur—!
"Hiiiiiik...♥"
"Ah, aaaah...?!"
The brutal marathon ended longer than expected. To declare the winner, my cock erupted, flooding her body as Violet shook her purple half-twintails wildly.
"Heh, heh heh heh... Cum... Master's cum flowing into my asshole, deep inside...♥"
"Hmph, shoulda done this from the start? Needing spanks even harder than cock-thrusts—you two are total perverts."
"It's not! Master trained us into thiiiis...!!"
Christia, eyes wide in shock, couldn't snap out of it—convinced she'd win for sure.
Violet, basking in victory's grace, easily caught the limp Christia collapsing on her and waggled her ass in an 8-figure wiggle, cock still sheathed inside, begging for more like a honeybee.
Lunchtime long overdue, I smacked Christia's ass—still sprawled, unable to rise—and laid out her future treatment to her stunned gaze.
"Alright, per the game's result: except mealtimes, I won't touch you during work hours anymore."
"I-Invalid! Invalid! I milked it out! I squeezed that cum with my pussy! You just dumped what I prepped into the Saintess's asshole! Invalid!"
"Heh heh... Accept the result! No more sacrifices from you for me now!"
"Th-this can't happen! It can't! I'm the holy knight sworn to protect the Saintess—how can...?!"
Christia trembled like a citizen of a fallen nation denying reality. To offer her a sliver of hope, I reminded her of what she'd forgotten.
"Doesn't mean zero contact with my cock, though. Like I said—this only applies outside mealtimes. During meals..."
"Th-then hurry! Hurry and fuck me! Slam that proud cock in my pussy and creampie it!"
Christia frantically checked the clock, spreading her pussy wide with both hands.
Was it to block even a second more of me with Violet?
But Violet wouldn't allow my "lunch" with her—smack! Her ass slammed into my groin.
"No way! Lunchtime's long past! From now on, your personal cocksleeve and portable toilet claims Master's cock in my 'lewd' asshole!"
"S-Saintess...? Accept it! This is unfair! Stealing the fruit of my labor wasn't enough—you crashed my mealtime first, and I've yielded plenty! So..."
"Master? Please sheath your cock in this impure Saintess's asshole...♥"
"Saintess!!"
No matter what Christia said, Violet stroked her faintly glowing slit, waggling her ass to flaunt the cum leaking from it, claiming her winner's prize at last.
"N-no... This is cheating. Conspiracy! You seduced the Saintess to despair me—dirty trick!"
"Why? You always hated my cock so much—looks like it worked out."
"Hngooooh... C-cock in my asshole again...♥"
Christia denied reality.
But with another wet squelch, my cock spread Violet's anal folds wide and plunged in, drawing sweet moans as she taught her holy knight this cruel truth.
And then,
Clink~
"Knew I'd find you here. Can't live without those bitches, huh? Skipping lunch? Whatever—lady-and-master sandwich works."
"Oh, you're here?"
The main pigsty door swung open. Lady Urga wheeled in the familiar icebox cart. Christia's despairing face brightened a bit.
Especially fixated on that icebox.
But,
"Can't touch you myself now. Hmm... What to do? Need the sows to breed you, but Saintess won the game—no work schedule. Big problem..."
"Wh-why're you looking at me?! And why me?!"
Violet blanched at the deep insemination tool and cum-filled bag suddenly in her hands.
Christia, who'd eyed me expectantly at Urga's arrival, fared no better.