"You're off work? You are, right? Go wash up and have din— W-what are you doing? Have you no shame, doing such bizarre shit with that bitch again...?!"
That was Big Sis Urga's first remark upon seeing me, sitting cross-legged atop Eleonora’s stomach while she held a strained arched bridge pose.
Just as I expected, Urga had been cooking dinner. She appeared wearing an apron that suited her surprisingly well, looking uncharacteristically flustered.
Was she surprised to see me sitting comfortably on Eleonora's abs?
"Haa, haaahn... Master's weight... from my piss-pussy to my asshole... it's all b-bursting out at once...♥"
Or perhaps the problem was this sow herself—a living hose that repeated a cycle of regurgitation and discharge, leaking fluids from both her urethra and asshole with every trembling step she took.
"You abs fetishist! My stomach is way more amazing than that bitch's!!"
"Wait, over there?!"
As if to prove that her abdominals were second to none, Big Sis Urga whipped off her pink apron, fluttering it like a flag, and proudly revealed her sleek, chocolate-colored abs.
"Here, look! The abs of a wild female warrior overflowing with savage beauty! Tighter and sexier than a mere Knightess!"
"Oooooh..."
"Khm! You can touch them! I'll make a special exception and let you touch, so feel them all you want... Now get down from that bitch's belly right now!"
It seemed she wanted me to mount her abs instead, but since she held the position of the most 'normal' person in our house—rivaling even me—she apparently didn't want to engage in the same bizarre behavior as Eleonora. Instead, she just screamed at me.
"Hiii-nghh...♥"
Eventually, unable to withstand her nagging, I lightly trampled Eleonora's stomach before jumping off her like a diving board. Eleonora convulsed violently and collapsed flat on her back.
"Ah, aaaah... Heeeeh...♥"
"What a spectacle, you fucking cunt. Anyway, hurry up and wash! Dinner's ready."
"Kay."
The phrase 'reap what you sow' exists for a reason.
Just as I had left Violet neglected in a disgraceful state, blinded by lust, Eleonora was now left neglected as well—her crotch lewdly gaping wide, body trembling as she continued to climax in that unsightly, exposed state.
"Ah, pass the fly spray."
"The place was swarming with flies before you came, so I cleared them out. Just leave her."
"Ah, why is Big Sis so cute today?"
"Kuh-huh, bullshit again! Aren't you frustrated you're not getting laid?"
Even though I was casually groping her tits and ass, Big Sis Urga looked at me with eyes that said she found me adorable.
As I slipped inside the house, Urga grabbed a bucket of water she had prepared in advance—as if waiting for this exact moment—and splashed it over Eleonora like she was scattering salt on a demon.
Splaaaaash!
When the drenched Eleonora jumped up in surprise, Urga immediately locked the front door.
-W-What are you doing! Open this door at once!!
Bang-bang-bang-bang!!
"Forget that bitch. Here, wash, wash! Hurry up and wash! You smell like death!"
"Do I smell?"
It was a condition akin to occupational olfactory paralysis, typical for people working in this field.
I wrestled with pig shit all day, so I didn't notice the smell, but unlike me, Urga—who went out whenever she pleased and only occasionally came up to the farm—screamed in disgust.
"Do I have to say it for you to know? You're vibrating with the stench of pig shit, c-cum, and pussy!? Speak! Who did you fuck today?!"
"An Elf."
"An Elf?"
At the word 'Elf,' the playful look on her face vanished instantly. Big Sis Urga suddenly pressed her ear against my chest.
She was checking my heartbeat and bodily signals to see if I was lying.
"Who did you say you fucked?"
"An Elf."
"You mean those ones with long ears, pretty faces, and bodies so banging you just want to eat them up?"
"Yes."
Big Sis Urga tilted her head for a moment, then suddenly grabbed my wrist tight and shoved me into the bathroom, stripping me naked in seconds.
"??"
[Why is that wild boar acting like that?]
It happened so suddenly that neither I nor the SD Character understood why. A moment later, through the wide-open bathroom door, Urga appeared, fully revealing her naked, tanned copper skin.
"Sister? You told me to wash, so why... Ugh?!"
"Stay still! I just need to check something!"
Before I could do anything, Urga approached me in the blink of an eye, squatted down right there, and began to stare blankly at my cock.
"What's wrong? Did you want to do it right away?"
"Hmm... that's not it... hold on..."
"??"
Still keeping her true intentions hidden within those massive breasts, she examined my cock closely. Then, flattening her palm like a serving dish, she lifted my cock onto it as if plating food.
"Hmm... doesn't look broken anywhere..."
"Broken?"
"Yeah, broken. You don't know how beastly those Elf bitches are, do you?"
"...I wouldn't know."
Actually, I had heard a bit from the SD Character, but Urga, unaware of that, continued her inspection—checking my cock from every angle, lifting just the glans, and flicking it against her palm.
"They are terrifying bitches. Even I'm confident in my lust, but they literally wring you out until you die."
"Hmm... well, strictly speaking, her pussy was different. It was clamped so tight I thought it was a virgin pussy..."
"...You fucked a virgin Elf? Weird, how could an Elf be a virgin...?"
Just what kind of image do Elves have in that other world?
Should I assume that groups like Urga's form a single societal cluster?
[What about Eleonora?]
Honestly, that sow, who is synonymous with the word 'obscenity,' is an exception.
"Anyway, there are tons of stories from the old days of men getting dragged off by Elves and getting their pussies wrung out until they become eunuchs or get erectile dysfunction... But, hmm... I guess my darling's cock is truly something else? That's why you always get your dickhead hard even when you challenge this Urga!"
"Is that a compliment?"
"Think I'm cursing you? You stud-horse cock... Look at you, all eager to knock me up already."
Because her hand kept fondling it, my cock began to swell, growing in size as if preparing to mate. Seeing this, Big Sis Urga giggled, released my cock, and pushed me down onto the bathroom floor.
As soon as my gaze hit the ceiling, a copper-toned ass and a contrasting pink pussy loomed before my eyes.
"I'd love to just mount you cowgirl and slam down until I'm pregnant... but seeing the state of that bitch earlier, I can guess what you've been doing... so just for this time..."
"Oho."
A 69 position after so long?
Like Eleonora, Urga usually preferred straight penetration over foreplay since she got soaking wet and dripped love juices without much preparation. For her to suggest pseudo-sex first was quite rare.
It was as if she believed it was a woman's duty to cool the maddened fighting spirit of a warrior returning from a fierce battle. Or perhaps it was a reward for my 'hard battle' (?) with the Elf.
Urga wrapped her elastic, massive tits—which rivaled Eleonora's—around my still semi-erect cock, pressing her hands against the side of her breasts to begin milking me.
"Are you sure you're okay with this? You really hate having your pussy eaten."
"W-Who said I hate it?! It's just... Kuh-nnngh... Just a bit, embarrassing..."
Like a true barbarian, she always said only a cock should enter a female's pussy!
But actually, the Elf had done way worse things than this.
"The Elf did it just fine though? She blocked my mouth with her pussy saying she'd rape me... Ack?!"
"W-why are you bringing up another bitch's pussy while licking mine?!"
How impudent!
Before I could even finish my sentence, Urga snapped her jaws, biting my cock with her sharp shark-teeth. She chewed lightly, grinding her teeth—a sharp warning to focus only on her.
"Hehe, you're just jealous. It's cute."
"C-Cute?! There is seriously nothing you won't say...?!"
Claiming she would punish me for damaging her dignity, Urga stuffed my protruding glans into her mouth, right between her cleavage.
Pretending not to care, but clearly pleased by my words, she shook her ass vigorously. I grabbed her hips and buried my face into her crotch.
"K-Hiiik!? Y-You're sticking your tongue in right away...?!"
As expected of her toned thighs, the moment I pushed my tongue in, Urga's powerful vaginal walls constricted around it. She trembled as her mucous membranes made contact with the countless bumps on my tongue.
Taking advantage of her momentary fluster, I moved my head as if my tongue were a cock, continuing the insertion.
"Kuh, hiiiit... D-Don't get cocky... Haaaahn... You think, I can't handle it...?!"
"Mmph!!"
Squeeelch. Before I could speak, Urga gently shifted her weight onto my face, crushing it completely.
It wasn't much different from what the Elf had done earlier, but unlike the Elf—who had squirmed in surprise every time my tongue touched her—Big Sis Urga twitched invitingly, as if declaring there was no hole a male couldn't open. She simply offered herself to be tasted, taking no other action.
"Fuu... Keep messing around. Acting all twitchy like you want to cum the moment you touch my tits."
"Puh-huh."
"Hyaaaak?! D-Don't talk! Don't laugh either!"
She really is impossibly cute.