"Uh, m-me…?!"
"Master…?"
Big Sis Urga, who had been humming to herself while unpacking groceries—likely already fantasizing about tonight’s dinner—flinched violently.
Having just witnessed the sheer calamity (?) that had befallen Eleonora, she seemed terrified that the sparks might fly in her direction. Seeing as Eleonora had already been broken in twice today alone, she likely thought a third round would be fatal.
Thanks to her jolt, a lemon perched atop the grocery bag nearly tumbled down, but with her transcendent reflexes, she snatched it out of the air just before it could roll in the dirt.
Urga glared at Eleonora, who looked utterly devastated by my order to spread a different pussy than hers, before turning her gaze back to me.
"…You already shot such a messy load inside her earlier. Can’t you see the semen still dripping from her cunt?"
"I have to replenish what dripped out. She needs to get pregnant, after all."
"!"
If Big Sis had dog or cat ears atop her head, they surely would have perked up with a Twitch! right then.
At the mention of the keyword 'Pregnancy,' Urga let out a rough snort of hot breath. She immediately broke into a goofy, slack-jawed grin—though it did little to soften her fierce features—and looked at me as if I were hopeless.
"You really like me that much, huh? Weeeell, I guess it can’t be helped then~ It just means my pussy feels way better than this bitch’s! It means you don’t need her anymore, just my pussy is enough!"
"Hmph. This is merely a part of my training to make this lewd sow, Eleonora, burn with jealousy. Instead of being grateful that I’m willing to use such a shameless cunt like yours, your arrogance is piercing the heavens."
"What did you just say?!"
Who’s the shameless one here, really?!
Urga, who had been asked to take out an item, simply dropped the entire basket in front of me. Huffing and puffing, she screamed at Eleonora’s pussy.
"Look at the state of you right now! And you call yourself the great Knightess Eleonora Croft?! Shaking your ass and acting coquettish while getting fingers jammed into your piss-hole!"
"It cannot be helped! Master has graciously decided to train this Eleonora once again! If a sow didn't act coquettish while receiving such thrilling discipline directly into her filthy hole, she would be a defective sow!"
"You're the one who's defective!"
Watching Eleonora shamelessly spout such absurdity with the noble face of a high-ranking knight, Big Sis Urga looked like her chest might explode from frustration. She roared at her before storming over to me.
Was she planning to start Round 2 with Eleonora? Contrary to my expectation, Urga approached me and suddenly thrust her ass out, presenting it right in my face.
"Here! Stick your cock into this Urga’s pussy! The pussy my Hubby loves so much he could die!"
"…"
"Hurry up and stick it in! You told me to spread it! Or do you need me to pull it open with my own hands!?"
And right there, right in front of my eyes, Big Sis Urga began to slowly pry open her pink flesh.
Between those pink fissures, contrasting vividly with her tanned, copper skin, a pure white nectar—evidence of our previous sessions—began to ooze out. It was a sight almost too gluttonous to behold.
When I grabbed her child-bearing hips, which perfectly complemented her voluptuous ass, Urga glanced back at Eleonora, who was still upside down with her face in the dirt, and flashed a savage, triumphant grin.
"You just stay there and shovel dirt into your mouth! I’m going to… Haaahn… I’m going to eat up all of my Hubby’s cock…!"
"You told me to stick it in, though!"
The moment I gripped her pelvis and thrust my cock toward that wild, pheromone-drenched pussy, Urga’s ass cheek slammed back—Thud!—lifting slightly to devour my shaft whole in one go.
Strictly speaking, looking at the position, it was clearly the male thrusting into the female…
"See! Look! Kuh-hiiiit…! I’m… totally devouring… my Hubby’s gallant cock!"
"Wait, am I the one getting raped here?"
Since the one actually doing the hip-shaking was Big Sis Urga, every time she bounced her ass, I would bounce off the recoil, only to be dragged back by her strong arms gripping mine, slamming my pubic bone against her buttocks like a rubber band snapping back.
Slap! Thud-thud-thud!
"You bitch…! How dare you use Master as a dildo?!"
"Jealous? You’re jealous, aren’t you! You’re just jealous because you can’t eat Hubby like this!"
"Kuh… Kughhh…?!"
"What are you grunting for over there?"
Eleonora ground her teeth, wearing the quintessential face of a female knight who looked ready to shout 'Kill me instead!'
"Master… Please, not that defective pussy… Use Eleonora’s sow-pussy, perfectly trained to fit Master’s cock…"
"Who are you calling a defective pussy?! Just stay there and watch! Watch your Master shoot another messy load inside me… Huh?"
Urga, who had been giggling and mocking Eleonora, suddenly stiffened. Her expression froze, and she turned her head to look back at me, moving stiffly like a rusted suit of armor.
"Hu… Hubby…?"
"Yes, go ahead."
"W-What is this…? What is this scalding hot water flooding into my pussy right now…?"
"What do you think it is?"
"A-Aaaahhhh?!"
I didn't say a word, but the look of sheer relief on my face told them everything. Both Urga and Eleonora turned pale with realization.
Pshhhhhhh—!
As if refusing to allow silence, the distinct sound of liquid jetting out echoed from deep within Urga’s belly.
Urga, realizing her stomach was slowly bloating and swelling, recoiled in horror. I, on the other hand, finally straightened the back I had kept bent to tease Eleonora, fully enjoying the release.
"Are… Are you peeing?! Right now, inside my pussy… you’re taking a piss?!"
"Well, it feels a bit uncomfortable if my bladder is full before I shoot my cum."
"Hiii-eeeeeeek?!"
She looked like she wanted to rip my cock out immediately, but she couldn't dare move for fear of hurting me. Forced to watch helplessly as her womb turned into my chamber pot, Urga squeezed her eyes shut and shrieked.
"But why inside my pussy?! You could have pissed in that bitch and then fucked me!"
"Eleonora is currently under punishment. And in times like this, the only pussy I can rely on is yours. Please understand, Big Sis."
"Wh-What kind of bullshit… are you saying with such a cool face…! Do you think… Do you think I’ll f-forgive you just for that…?"
However, the moment I wrapped my arms tightly around her waist and chest from behind, Urga’s eyes began to shake violently, just as I expected.
When I silently hugged her tighter, pressing my body against hers, she trembled.
"Do you think… if you hug me with such a blissful look on your face… I-I’ll just forgive you…?"
Her fiery outburst was short-lived. Urga stared blankly at my face for a moment, then shivered. As the stream of urine hit the walls of her uterus, the corners of her mouth began to twitch upwards.
"Just you… wait… I’ll get revenge… I’ll pee right on my Hubby’s cock too…! I’m going to make a total mess of it…!"
"I apologize for not warning you in advance, but honestly, the moment I put it in, your pussy squeezed me so sticky and tight that I just let it go without thinking."
"I-I won’t fall for such sweet talk…!"
Despite her words, she was grinning broadly, her face flushed red. She pulled me closer, urging me to empty my bladder more comfortably into her.
She acted like she hated it, but the fact that her pussy was being marked by my scent clearly turned her on!
"Ah… Aaah… Master, Master why…! Why in the pussy of such a wild boar and not inside the pussy of Eleonora, your exclusive toilet…?!"
On the other hand, Eleonora began to wail as if she had lost her country, watching me relieve myself in a hole that wasn't hers.
"I could have taken it so much better…! Why leave your exclusively trained toilet aside for that…?! Instead of forcing it in like that, you ignored this vulgar toilet Eleonora, who feels supreme bliss receiving Master’s urine deep into her womb from the bottom of her heart…!"
There was absolutely no intent to make me feel guilty; she was simply crying genuine tears of grief, on the verge of wailing aloud over the title of 'Toilet' being stolen right before her eyes.
But didn't she know? Seeing her weep so sorrowfully only made Urga more aggressive.
"Hmph, see! You saw that! Now—Hic! See, I told you! My womb is already full of piss so… Kuh-heuk… it’s hard to breathe, but he’s still thrusting… He’s still peeing!!"
"I must have drank a lot at the cafe earlier."
Furthermore, perhaps because I was pissing into the warrior Urga’s pussy and not the usual restroom-pussy I used, her vaginal walls clamped down tight, narrowing my urethra.
Of course, thanks to that, I could enjoy the luxury of a long, slow release inside a living meat-toilet. Big Sis Urga seemed to get used to the sensation, her face turning a deep, aroused crimson.
But unlike Urga and me, who were starting to burn with shared heat, Eleonora looked so cold she was turning pale.
"Aaah… After the urine… semen too…?!"
"I told you. It’s a punishment."
"That’s… That’s impossible! It’s too cruel! I-I haven’t received even a drop of affection from Master all day, just wetting my pussy all alone in loneliness! And now you take away even the glory of acting as a meat-toilet to process Master’s urine and semen…?!"
Eleonora began to cry mournfully, tears streaming down her face.
"Hey, a-are you crying?!"
"I’ve been crying for a while now, haven't I?!"
"I didn't know! My Hubby suddenly flooded my pussy and womb with piss, so…"
"You were so turned on you didn't notice?"
"N… N-Noooooo?!"
And as we continued to flirt (?) right in front of her, Eleonora’s wailing grew even louder.
"Is… Is that really something to cry about?!"
"You'll get used to it eventually."