Chapter 43
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 43
Chapter Title: Reunion of the Livestock Mother and Her Bitch Daughter
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Leaning back on the sofa with my feet stretched out comfortably on Eirin's back, I see Emma come in leading Sonya.
The naked Sonya spots me and immediately drops to the floor, prostrating herself in a deep dogeza bow to greet me.
"This lowly livestock bitch greets her Master."
I ignore Sonya's greeting and turn to Emma instead.
"Emma. What happened to Sonya's clothes?"
"Yes, Master. I figured a mere animal like her has no need for clothes, so I stripped her the moment we entered the annex."
Hearing Emma's response, I nudge Eirin's side with my foot from where she's lying beneath me.
"Teach the slave bitch some housework. Don't beat her too harshly,
though I'll allow some moderate corporal punishment if she crosses the line."
At the mention of corporal punishment, Eirin's body trembles violently even as she holds her prostrated position after my nudge.
Emma grabs Eirin by the hair, hauls her to her feet, and drags her out of the living room.
Only then do I finally address Sonya, still bowed low in dogeza.
"Milky. Want to go see your beloved daughter? Seems like the little livestock bitch takes after her mom—she gave up being human pretty easily."
Even as I dismiss her daughter as a worthless thing, Sonya doesn't flinch at all in her response.
"Thank you. If not for Master, that foolish livestock's whelp would have kept pretending to be human."
Whoa... even with her perceptions altered, that's harsh.
Way too cruel a mom for her own daughter. Perfect talk for a beast.
I press down hard on Sonya's head as she bows.
In the humiliating position of having her head trampled, Sonya instead leaks pussy juices and expresses her gratitude.
"Thank you, Master, for stepping on this lowly livestock bitch."
"Ugh... just like the slutty worthless-cunt milker you are. Head gets stepped on a little and your pussy drools right away?
Clench that cunt and stop leaking more. Lick up your pussy slime and then follow me."
"Yes... this milker bitch will clench her pussy and hold back her juices until Master allows it. Slurp slurp."
Once I confirm she's cleanly licked up the mess she made on the floor, I head toward the training room.
Sonya follows on all fours like the good cow she is, her livestock tag dangling from her navel and swinging with each crawl.
The training room door opens. Sophia hurriedly assumes her basic position,
preparing to offer her thanks to her owner.
"Woof! Hello, Mast... er... Huh?"
As she greets him, Sophia catches sight of her mother crawling in on all fours behind her owner.
Wha... what did I do wrong? Why is Master... doing this to Mom...?
After days of training, Sophia had been conditioned to recognize Jin as her Master even in her own thoughts.
She freezes mid-greeting in confusion, and her Master approaches.
I brace myself, expecting a slap across the cheek,
but instead, he strokes my cheek and says exactly what I wanted to hear.
"Sophia. Since you've truly internalized that you're not human but a bitch in heat,
how about I keep my promise and set Sonya free?"
I... I did it! Master kept the deal.
At least Mom can go back to how she was... Thank goodness, really... sob.
Tears of joy stream from my eyes at his words.
I was so worried he might not honor the contract... but it was just needless fear. What a relief. What a relief...
Even if I'll live forever as Master's bitch, that's fine.
"Hear that? Sonya, go back to being human.
You've gone from milk cow to person again thanks to your daughter's efforts, so thank her.
What a lowly livestock nature, but you raised your kid with some human decency.
Of course, that daughter's become my cum-dump bitch now. Haha."
Mom reacts in a way I never expected to Master's words.
Suddenly, she presses her forehead and chest hard against the floor in dogeza and begs him desperately.
"Ah... please forgive me! It's my fault for raising her poorly, leading to that contract.
Master, please don't abandon me. I'm not human—I'm a slutty milker bitch at heart.
I'm a useless cow that can't even produce milk, but if you want, I'll make milk somehow.
Please... don't throw me away... sob sob sob."
Mom's voice, wailing and pleading to Master, rings in my ears.
What's happening right now? He must still be controlling her, right?
He said he'd free her. Is he tricking me? But why is she acting like this?
Hearing Mom sob and beg to be Master's livestock makes my mind reel.
"M-Master? You said you'd free Mom just now..."
Master smirks, lifting one corner of his mouth, and replies.
"No way... you actually believed that nonsense about me using mana to alter your mom's perceptions?
You even said yourself back then that you'd never heard of such magic.
Just like you said, no convenient spell like that exists in this world.
The truth is, this is your dear mom's true nature!
But I'll keep my promise—no more binding her from now on. Hell, I'll even push her away.
You've faithfully become my bitch, so I have to uphold the contract too."
No... that can't be. The reason I believed Master forcibly changed Mom's mind was...
Because it felt more real than my always prim and proper mom turning into a vulgar slave...
But it's not? If he could use magic like that, he'd have used it on me too...
Even as I sink into thought, Mom clings to Master's leg in her prostration,
begging desperately. That's when Master speaks to her.
"Well... Sonya's begging so earnestly, I almost want to reconsider... but a contract's a contract.
Of course, if your daughter over there says to scrap the deal, I might grant your wish?
Ah! You're not a slutty milker anymore—you're human now, right?
Enough dogeza. Stand up, Sophia's mother."
Hearing Master's words, Mom crawls over on all fours and grabs my legs.
"Please! Sophia, cancel the contract. Mom's begging you.
Have I ever begged you this desperately while raising you?
Just this once, grant your mom's wish. I can't live without being Master's livestock—I'm a slutty milker bitch.
Look! Who else in the world wears a livestock certification tag on their body? Please, my dear Sophia."
The more I listen to Mom kneeling beside me, sniffling and pleading,
the dizzier I feel.
Th-this... this isn't my mom anymore. The elegant, modest mother I knew is gone.
Am I even the old Sophia? But... can I abandon her?
If I do what she wants now, it'd be offering my mom as a slave to Master as her daughter. Is that right?
Even if it's hard now, maybe in time, away from Master, she'll return to her old self?
As I ponder if Mom can ever go back,
I recall myself two days ago, begging Master for his cock in front of Ella and Emma.
(Woof! Yes! Give it pleeease♥︎ Cum please♥︎ Fill this worthless pussy with Master's thick cum pleeease♥︎
Cumming cumming cuuuuuming♥︎ Thank you Master♥︎ Fill Sophia's cum tank moooore pleeease♥︎)
C-can I live without Master's cock and cum?... Ahh... I can't go back anymore...
Mom must feel the same. In that case... living as Master's livestock together might be happier...
Thud.
Sophia suddenly loses consciousness and collapses right in front of me.
She couldn't handle it after all. No surprise—watching the mom she admired beg her own daughter to live as livestock.
Especially since she became a bitch herself to save her. Haha, what a scene you won't see anywhere else.
I speak to Sonya, who's kneeling beside the fallen Sophia.
"Sophia's mother. Could you fetch the slaves? I'm worried about the bitch collapsing."
I deliberately use respectful terms only for Sonya, calling the others as usual.
Sonya bows toward me, raises her ass high, and wiggles it as she replies.
"Ah... no need. I'm Master's lowly milker bitch. Speak casually to me. Please."
"Mother. Won't you grant my request? Otherwise, even if Sophia wants it, we'll have to proceed with the contract."
Only then does Sonya rise, bow to me, and leave the training room.
I open my eyes to see Master sitting in a chair, feet propped up on a footrest, staring at me.
No... looking closer, the footrest is Eirin.
Ahh... even that arrogant Eirin submitted this much... I can't escape Master either.
Master has his feet on Eirin's back and fondles Emma's breasts beside him while watching me intently.
I clutch my still-throbbing head and sit up.
The moment I do, Mom—having waited for me to wake—kneels beside me again, rubbing her hands together pleadingly.
"Sophia, you're awake? Please, grant my request. I can't live without Master anymore.
Please... ask him to take me as his milk cow—or even just as an object.
I'm begging you, Sophia. Help this lowly bitch live as Master's livestock."
Sh-she's even using formal speech with me, her daughter now... If we can't escape anyway,
shouldn't I let Mom live the life she wants?
It's not the same as before... but she's still my precious mom...
And living as Master's livestock isn't so bad after all... haaa.
Thinking of Master's training makes my body heat up.
With my mind made up, I speak to him.
"M-Master. As your lowly cum-dump bitch, I have a request..."
Master fingers Emma's pussy as he asks.
Watching his hand, I feel my own pussy gradually wetting with juices.
Haa... I wish he'd touch me too...
"P-please take our mo—"
As I start pleading for Mom, Master cuts me off and speaks.
Haha, Sophia's ultimately offering her own mom to me herself. But this isn't enough.
She has to betray Pierre too for the total submission I want from a true bitch.
"Hold on! Bitch, you ended up like this to save your precious mom,
and now you're throwing all that effort away?
Even if Sonya becomes livestock again, you'll live on as my cum-dump.
Think back to how you felt when we made the original deal. Stupid cum-dump bitch."
Despite my dissuasion, Sophia presses her chest and head hard against the floor in dogeza and begs.
"Yes. I can't live without Master either, so I understand Mom's feelings.
Please accept our mother-daughter pair."
"What about Pierre, left behind if you and Sonya become my livestock? You slutty bitch."
At Pierre's name, Sophia lifts her head to look at me.
Her eyelids tremble violently.
Sophia glances back and forth between me and Sonya still pleading beside her, then answers in a quavering voice.
"D-Dad's... a strong man... so he'll... overcome it... somehow."
Hahahahahahaha!
I laugh loudly and lean close to whisper in Sophia's ear.
"Wrong, Sophia. If your mom becomes my livestock, Pierre gets ousted as shopkeeper next week,
and his life will be in danger. Choose: your still-loving father,
or this slutty mom begging her daughter to abandon humanity for depravity and become my beast."
"Ah... aaa? D-Did Mom know about this too?"
"Yeah. Sonya suggested it herself. She wants to cut all ties to her past life and be my livestock fully.
Even I'm feeling a twinge of conscience, so I'm giving you the choice.
Unlike your mom, you became my slave for your family, right?"
Hearing me, Sophia stares blankly at Sonya for a long while, then buries her face in the floor and stays still.