Empty Nest and the Veronica Isis Offensive
Two winters had passed since the birth of our third child and first daughter, Snow White Grizzly. If counting strictly by years since our firstborn, it had been three. Quite a lot had happened in that time.
The kids popped out one after another like clockwork, bringing our total to fifteen new orcs including the eldest. And Sylvia, the mother who'd birthed all fifteen under a single orc? She wasn't just healthy—she was thriving, still buzzing with energy as she took my cock, and now she was giving it a thorough cleaning blowjob.
Not sure if our firstborn envied our master-slave dynamic or just couldn't stand the sight of us, but he declared his "training journey" and peaced out. The second son, jealous of our daily pregnancy-fuck sessions for years, tried seducing our third but got his ass beat bloody, then ran off crying after declaring independence. From the fourth and fifth onward, they all followed suit in order, bolting one by one. The fifteenth and youngest had bailed just three days ago, unable to take the third's bullying.
So all my grown kids, like the first and second, had declared independence and left home. But our third—the only female among the fifteen, born in human form?
"Ah, that's not how you suck cock, Snow."
"Slurp slurp—Snow, Mommy told you to go elsewhere when I'm making a sibling with Master!"
"Why?!"
"You're still too young! Mommy'll teach you how to be Master's sow properly later...!"
"Always 'later'! I wanna offer my virgin pussy to Daddy right now!"
The tiny blood-clot born on the first snowfall had grown into a stunning beauty who looked just like her mother Sylvia—but unlike Mom, she had blue hair and green eyes. Snow White Grizzly, or Snow for short, had grown slower than her orc brothers at first, but she'd caught up fast, blossoming into a knockout.
From the day she was born, staring at me and smacking her lips, this kid was unmistakably an orc's daughter. She lay beside the diligently sucking Sylvia, propping her chin on her hands, eyes glued to my cock sliding in and out of her mom's mouth, licking her lips hungrily.
She'd inherited her mom's lewdness too—never worn clothes since birth, always sneaking at my cock when I was off-guard or asleep, only to get blocked by her cock-guardian mom every time. Now they dueled with swords over my dick.
Two naked beauties (one's my daughter, but hey, orcs) clashing blades in a bloody fight for my junk... oh man.
"Ah! Daddy's imagining something naughty again! Slurp."
"Get outta here, you!"
Thwack!
"Ow!! Mom, seriously!!"
Meanwhile, Sylvia—eyes blazing with fear of losing her cock to her own daughter—bounced Snow off the bed with her cum-drenched ass, then snuggled right back up to me like nothing happened.
"Master? Chase that ugly runt out and let's make some fun babies together!"
"Ah! Daddy! Me too! Me too! I wanna make babies with Daddy! Your grandson and son! Hah... hah... What should the son I birth call you? Daddy? Or Grandpa? Hah... hah... Just imagining it makes my pussy throb... ♥"
If someone inherited only the sow side from a human like Sylvia, wouldn't they end up just like this? My daughter Snow puffed her cheeks, hugging my head tight. Her bouncy, elastic tits enveloped my face, pressing pleasantly against my cheeks, drawing a fond smile from me.
"M-Master?! Sh-Should I serve with my pussy? Or my ass-pussy?!"
"Ahhhn... Daddy's tongue is flicking my nipple... ♥"
Fearing she'd lose to her daughter, Sylvia's eyes spun wildly. Grinding her teeth at Snow's cutesy tone, she smirked wickedly and kneaded Snow's asshole firmly.
"Eek?! M-Mom, why!?"
"Heh heh heh... Is that all you've got?"
"What?!"
"With a body that tasty, all you do is shove your tits at Master?"
"?"
Sylvia flashed a confident, mature (experienced?) grin at Snow, then smothered my face with her perky breasts while pressing down on Snow's rack smugly. Snow, trembling from my tongue-play, scowled up at her mom.
"Hmph! So what if my tits are bigger than yours? Mine are perkier!"
"Master must be thirsty, right?"
"Ah! That's cheating!"
Nyaaooow! Snow lunged at Sylvia, who deftly dodged. Looking down at the sprawled Snow with disdain, Sylvia sneered.
"Guess I gotta show you what a real adult can do."
She thrust her cum-drooling pussy at me and wrapped her tits around my cock. Back when I first taught her titfucks, they couldn't fully enclose me—but repeated pregnancies had swollen them huge, now big enough to completely engulf my shaft and rub her own nipples together.
"W-Woah..."
The cheeky challenger Snow gaped, mouth agape at her mom's overwhelming prowess.
"Hmph! Titfucks? I ain't losing there either! Last time we bathed in the mud pit, I snuck a load out of Daddy while he napped all blissed out!"
"So that's why you insisted on joining that day!"
Anyway, Snow—convinced her tits held their own—puffed out her chest to taunt Sylvia. But Sylvia scoffed.
"You're still a kid. Master and I haven't permitted it yet, but..."
Click.
She pierced her nipples, linking them. No need to grip her tits by hand—the piercings connected her nipples like handles. With breasts milk-heavy, they rubbed together on their own weight, delivering heavy, pleasurable squeezes without extra effort.
"Master~ Feel free to torment Sylvia's pussy and ass-pussy as much as you want~ ♥"
Spreading her ass cheeks with both hands and shaking it teasingly, Sylvia rocked her body back and forth. Each sway leaked milk, moistening and squeezing my cock snugly.
"W-Woah..."
Aspiring sow Snow gulped at her mom's expert titfuck, panting and fondling her own breasts in sync with each motion.
As the saying goes, know your enemy and know yourself for a hundred victories. After eyeing Sylvia's tube-like pierced tits, Snow groped her own perky pair, memorizing every move.
Among the kids, Snow had inherited Sylvia's talents most—she'd master it all soon enough.
Squish squelch.
"Heave-ho~ Heave-ho~ Squeezing Master's cum out with just tits—think a brat like you can manage?"
"M-Me too! Piercings! Let me get piercings! Way lewder than yours!"
"Not yet. At least not till after your first time."
"Hiiiing..."
Sylvia's tit-pressure—breast hydraulics—milked my cock, casually licking up the pooling cum in her cleavage. Calling today's win for her, I pulled the mother-daughter duo into my arms.
"Master~ ♥"
"Hehe, Daddy~ ♥"
These two stunners—identical enough to pass for twins save the hair color—clung to me, and damn, it felt good. But...
"Time to head out."
Three years cooped up already. In that time, the continent's sole orc tribe had grown to fifteen. Orc traits meant we wouldn't go extinct anytime soon.
But,
"I didn't start this just to preserve the species."
Word was, this world overflowed with female knights.
Sylvia dropped her sow-face from years of service, gazing at me as captain of Isis Territory's Silver Lily Knights.
"Then the plan you mentioned last time..."
"Yeah. Heard Isis Territory has this Silver Lily Knights outfit you led—all sows, female knights."
"Master, forget those. You deserve tastier eats."
"Oh, right."
Who says quantity beats quality?
"We're launching the Veronica Isis conquest op. House Isis head, one of Dracania Kingdom's top female knights."
Quality over quantity, right?
Sylvia prostrated submissively, ready anytime. But Snow—still young and horny, already sulky at not getting cuddled—grumbled like what now?
"No way! Too much hassle! I ain't doing..."
"Succeed, and you'll get grandma-mom-daughter granddaughter triple-decker rice bowl fantasy—plus your first time. Really hate that?"
From my view, it'd be mother-in-law sow, wife sow, baby sow bowl.
"Use me like a dog!"
"Who'd she get that lewdness from?"
No sooner had I spoken than Snow hopped up, lining beside Sylvia. I shook my head as two gazes pierced me in silence.
This one's not on me, honestly!