Eve of the Storm
-Oink oink oink...
Sudden as it is, I'm in the farrowing pen right now.
Normally, I'd have pounced on Urga sis after she fled to the kitchen, scarfed down breakfast, and then done a leisurely patrol just as the pigs were burying their snouts in their feed troughs after getting their rations.
But while I was stripping away Urga sis's clothes one by one—she'd already barricaded herself in the kitchen and gone into absolute defense mode—
I got an urgent alert from the SD Character that one of the mother sows was about to give birth, so I grabbed Eleonora and rushed straight here.
"Aigoo, she's impatient too—scared her right into popping out one the moment I arrived."
"Haaang... M-Master..."
"Hey now, quiet down. You're the one who begged to come along to help receive the piglets."
"But your cock, your cock is in my womb...♥"
You might wonder why make such a fuss over one more piglet when the farm's overflowing with pigs already, but for any livestock farm, nothing's more critical than assisting with birth.
"You said you wanted to study this for when you give birth to my kids someday. And if you're a cocksleeve, then clench that pussy like one—what's with all the moaning?!"
"Nngheee! Y-Yes, yesss, I'll endure...♥"
Whether she's imagining herself someday birthing my child just like this sow, Eleonora wraps her arms tight around my neck and subtly rocks her hips, guiding my cock deeper into her womb.
She's begging to get pregnant.
"Hey, that's tempting, but now's not the time."
"...I've heard births take quite a while, so don't you need some entertainment, Master?"
"...True, but why's my jerk-off toy opening her impudent mouth again?"
"...♥"
Snap!
Anyway, it's not on the level of a cow, but watching a sow give birth is important work.
Sure, pigs are prolific breeders that pop 'em out like clockwork, so why the drama? But every animal's most vulnerable moment is during birth.
For example, in these cramped pig pens, a writhing mother sow in labor might accidentally crush her own newborn under her ass. Or the umbilical cord could tangle, causing the piglet to suffocate in the womb and stillborn.
Prolonged labor from dystocia can lead to stillbirth too—who knows what emergency might pop up mid-delivery?
So it's not just about securing piglets; to save the mother sow too, someone has to monitor every birth and assist if shit hits the fan.
Assist how? By hand...
"...Eleonora?"
"Hngh, y-yes, yesss...♥"
"Didn't you say you could control when you cum for me?"
"Y-Yes, hnggh, that's right... but why...?"
Thankfully, we've been monitoring this mother sow for days since she showed signs, and there's no blood-mixed mucus or meconium signaling trouble.
Shame Violet's not here for holy power care, but the first piglet's healthy and already rooting for its dam's teats.
No stillbirth signs yet, so I'll need to watch the next few hours and find ways to kill time.
"Every 15 minutes."
"Pardon?"
"Cum every 15 minutes. No more, no less."
"S-Such?!"
Mother sows usually drop piglets every 15 minutes, so when I ordered Eleonora to act as my living alarm clock, she looked a bit flustered.
"Right now, I'm Master's jerk-off toy. With restrictions on my movements, like shaking my hips myself..."
"Oh ho?"
What a lewd sow—didn't she declare she'd be my cocksleeve all day just hours ago? Already plotting to straddle me and grind her ass.
Of course, with nowhere else to go, my options are limited anyway.
"You're such a naughty bitch."
"...♥"
Smack! I slap that plump, juicy ass like she's free to do as she pleases, and Eleonora glances at the metal chair we're on before planting her feet firmly on the floor.
Just like outriggers on a crane or fire truck stabilizing it.
And then—squeeze—that unique texture of Eleonora's pussy walls coiling around my cock.
It's been a while since she's had me all to herself, and with the birth right in front of us, she's hornier than usual, just like when she was guiding my cock to her womb earlier.
Slap slap slap!
"Hngh, hngghut, M-Masterrr...♥"
Making life right in front of life's creation? For a slut like Eleonora—who's taken every sex position under the sun except clothed—nothing's more stimulating.
As her sturdy legs on the floor bend and straighten repeatedly, separate from her pussy's grip, my soft balls slap against my cock's glans, and she shakes her massive tits while whispering seductively.
"Womb feels good... womb sex, right in front of this sow birthing her piglets...♥"
"Anyone'd think I was the one thrusting. Speak properly. More importantly, you timing it right?"
"As you see, faithfully serving as your exclusive pussy while fulfilling my mission... tick-tock tick-tock...♥"
[Heh heh, tick-tock my ass! Why's this sow being so goddamn cute today?]
Clocks are on every pen wall for timing, so no need to count seconds manually—but this is pure Eleonora improv.
Diligent, devoted service so someday she'll birth my child from this pussy too, just like that mother sow—a bribe to seed her womb.
Honestly, I crave seeing Eleonora's belly swell huge from atop me too.
Imagining this beauty carrying my kid in her womb? Instant hard-on.
[Not yet! You've got mountains of work—now's no time to focus on childcare!]
But I've got my reasons too. Thanks to the SD Character's weird power over my dick and cum, Eleonora—who should've been knocked up ages ago—is still on womb hiatus.
"You want my baby that bad?"
"Yes! I do. Someday I want to spread my legs in front of Master like this sow, birth your child right in this pigsty—nngheee...♥"
"Even so, birthing my kid in a pigsty? What a naughty mommy."
"M-Mommy...♥"
To shut her up, I snap my hips and drag my cock along her womb walls—Eleonora's arms go limp around my neck.
"...You came, didn't you?"
"N-No! I didn't cum!"
"...Suspicious. I let a few slips go, but if I catch you slacking on this useless womb, I'll punish it raw."
"Gulp...♥"
I'm going insane, for real.
She didn't even say what I'd do, but just imagining it has her drooling in anticipation.
I sigh lightly and grab her ass with both hands—plump, but not as baby-soft as Violet's.
"Slurp... chuup...♥"
Eleonora, still hugging my neck and grinding, startles at my touch and clenches her pussy hard—but soon offers her lips. Our tongues tangle wildly, drool trailing down our necks.
"Just receiving service is nice, but I wanna get handsy too."
"Hehe... Yes, ravage me as you please. Everything's yours—my pussy, my ass, all for Master alone...♥"
Today's role: jerk-off toy. So naturally, she relaxes her legs, yielding her ass to my hands until I cum nicely.
"I'll close my womb to fulfill Master's task... but if you force it open... hngghut...♥"
"Sloppy pussy mouthing off again."
How to punish her? As I ponder while shaking her ass like a fleshlight, Eleonora's pussy suddenly clamps down hard.
Her always-cozy walls shrink in shock.
"H-Hngghuuut...♥"
"You actually came this time? Knew it when you got cocky about the task—"
Plop!
That instant, another piglet wrapped in bloody placenta pops from the mother sow.
"..."
"Haa... haa... f-fifteen minutes...♥"
"Time flies."
[And damn accurate too!]
Hard to believe 15 minutes passed—the clock confirms it exactly. Curious how long this freak show lasts, I tell Eleonora:
"Hmph, first time, so I focused hard—or got lucky. Let's see how long the luck holds."
"Y-Yes, yesss...♥"
Oblivious to the one gaze on us, Eleonora's pussy timer performance test resumes.