In the end, unable to grasp even a hint of what Violet was plotting, I had no choice but to return home with Eleonora without much to show for it.
“Haaahn… I-I can’t take anymore…♥”
“Even you get exhausted after being stuffed all day long, huh?”
Thud!
As soon as I thrust my hips, signaling for her to tighten the arms that were slowly wrapping around my neck, a faint strength returned to her embrace.
Of course, judging by Eleonora’s slack-jawed, dazed expression, it wouldn’t last long.
“It’s not… that I’m tired… I’m just happy… so happy I can’t even think straight…”
“It was that good? I thought you’d be suffering, but I guess I was wrong.”
“…♥”
Her once-toned abs had vanished without a trace, replaced by a belly distended and taut, fully bloated with my semen and urine.
Looking like a woman at full term, her pussy—which had long since exceeded its capacity—wept tears with every step I took, spilling out the cocktail of seed and piss she had greedily swallowed, as if showing the inevitable end of a glutton.
I had pounded that corrupt, greedy womb that coveted my seed with my cock-bat, and now it was spewing out the hoard of semen and urine it had been hiding.
As if demonstrating the fate of a greedy pig, Eleonora began to pour out the fluids from her cunt as if she were taking a piss, whispering into my ear with a blissfully broken smile.
“It was so good. Good enough that I want to live as Master’s cum-dumpster forever… good enough that I don’t want to hand you over to anyone… Good enough for a mere sow to dare feel possessive… Hnngh…♥”
“I’m glad you liked it that much, but on the other hand, it makes me think Violet wasn’t looking at me with those kinds of eyes.”
For the past few months, she had been broken in as my dedicated cum-dumpster during work hours. In a way, since she—the perfect fit for my cock—was right there, it might have been natural for her to glare at me for touching Christia.
Though, I never expected Christia, who had stolen my cock from her, to look at me with such jealous eyes either.
Squelch— Drip, drip.
Ignoring the trail of semen and urine leaking from her combine-hole like an open faucet—splattering with my every step—I headed toward the house.
Suddenly, a strong scent of melon wafted through the air, and a wild Elf with light green hair poked her head out from the rooftop railing.
“…Can we do it?”
“Is that really the first thing you say when you see me?”
Aside from her daily routine of catching rats, she usually enjoyed sunbathing. I didn’t know how she always knew when I was getting off work.
I wasn’t sure if she knew by smell like Christia or if it was simply her hunter’s instinct, but one thing was certain: the Elf didn’t like my answer.
“…Unfair. I did all my work. This is tyranny.”
“Hey now, there’s a reason for everything. I’m not planning to skip out on you, so calm down.”
The Elf gulped down the saliva pooling in her mouth, looking ready to pin me down right here and now depending on my answer.
“Ha, haaahn…♥”
In response, I thrust my hips forward.
Splaaash—
As if pumped from a well, a thick stream of semen and urine gushed down between my legs.
At the same time, I grabbed Eleonora’s ass and tilted my hips back slightly. The Elf, who had lowered her head to inspect the cock buried inside Eleonora’s twitching pussy, looked up.
“…Seduction? Asking me to eat you? Husband, are you seducing me again?”
“No, you brat. I’m saying I’m covered in filth right now, so I need to clean up first.”
“…Ah.”
Only then did she seem to accept it. Wiping the drool trickling from the corner of her mouth, the Elf said, “Call me later,” before hopping back up to the roof.
I carried Eleonora, who could no longer hold back and had started to pour out everything stored in her stomach—gush, splurt—inside the house.
“I’m home.”
“You’re back? Wash up quickly… Ugh, seriously, look at that!”
Sure enough, Urga, who had come out to greet me wearing an apron, immediately furrowed her brows at the sight of us dirtying the entrance with semen.
I cackled and shot past Big Sis Urga, rushing straight into the bathroom with Eleonora. As soon as we arrived, Eleonora naturally climbed onto the toilet, propped her feet up, and spread her legs wide. Rip.
“I will… release… everything stored in my belly today… The semen-piss… I’ll let it all out…♥”
It was practically a daily routine now. Perched on the toilet, Eleonora used her index and pinky fingers to hold her pussy mound steady, while her middle and ring fingers pried her labia apart.
Glug-glug-glug.
Immediately, a slurry of semen mixed with urine gushed out from between the twitching meat-folds of her pussy, splashing into the toilet bowl.
“Hnnghh…♥”
This was Eleonora’s daily ritual—proving her loyalty and submission by showing me directly how faithfully she had fulfilled her duties as my sow and my toilet.
Regardless of the fluids coating her fingers, she fingered her gaping, plugless pink pussy.
“If I knew it would be like this, maybe I should have used your asshole too?”
“Hah, if you wanted to see… feces made of semen coming out of my asshole… this Eleonora would have gladly spread her ass cheeks for you… but…”
“Then we would have had to come down here once during work hours.”
I knew one of Eleonora’s favorites was the hardcore play of shitting out semen-feces right in front of my eyes. However, given the position and the lack of plugs or dildos, using that hole would have been a bit too much.
“I can look forward to tomorrow morning, right?”
“…♥”
At the implication that I would show some love to her asshole tonight, the corners of Eleonora’s mouth curled up in a loose, giddy smile. I told her to wash up first and left the bathroom, leaving her behind.
Enjoying Eleonora like this was fine, but she looked exhausted from accepting my lust all day long. Giving her a break was part of it, but I also had another objective in mind.
As soon as I stepped out of the bathroom, none other than Big Sis Urga was waiting for me.
“I really can’t live like this! What is this every single day! Huh? It’s not like beasts live here… W-What…?”
“What do you mean, what? It’s exactly what you’re expecting, Big Sis.”
She must have been preparing dinner, as she was wearing an apron just like in the morning. Urga, who had been cleaning the floor we dirtied, stared at me as I emerged from the bathroom.
Then, seeing my naked form approaching her, she flinched and slowly backed away.
“L-Let me tell you, I’m not some beast blinded by sexual appetite, okay? Just sticking it in randomly won’t resolve my anger or anything!”
“Of course. Who is Big Sis to be satisfied by a mere cock?”
“…I feel like you’re being slightly sarcastic. If you keep provoking me, you know what will happen to that body… Gulp…”
Her panic at feeling the wall against her back and realizing there was nowhere to run was short-lived. Urga’s eyes naturally drifted down to my cock, swollen and coated in semen and urine, and she swallowed hard.
“I was hoping Big Sis could clean it with her mouth pussy…”
“W-Well, if it’s just using my mouth pussy, I can overlook that. Yeah, I can let that slide. Just for the record, I’m not doing this because my appetite is whetted or anything?!”
“Of course, of course.”
“…Really, I might just pounce on you—Hiek?!”
Contrary to her words, Big Sis was already kneeling before me. She flinched at the sight of my cock dangling right in front of her nose.
But that hesitation was fleeting. Regaining her composure, Urga bared her sharp shark-like teeth and flashed her usual ferocious grin before forcefully grabbing the dangling meat-rod. Grab!
“Ugh, Big Sis, go a little gentle…”
“Why? Too sensitive from fucking all day? Huh? While this Big Sis is busy doing housework, someone was busy fucking around all day. Who told you to be this lewd? Huh?”
Between enjoying Eleonora’s pussy just moments ago and teasing it all day, my cock was incredibly sensitive. In Urga’s hand, it thrashed like a catfish pulled out of water.
“I need to teach you a lesson. Schlurrrrpp—!!”
“Ugh…!”
Despite the foul stench of stale semen and urine, the warrior of the snowy fields proved that a predator isn’t picky about its prey. Gluck-gluck-schluuuurp. Urga began to suck my cock with intense force.
“I asked for cleaning…”
“Shut up! When have I ever asked for permission? Besides, since I’m wiping it with my m-mouth pussy, it counts as cleaning anyway!”
Jealous that I had left her alone all day to dote only on her rival, Eleonora, Urga chewed lightly on my trembling shaft with her sharp teeth.
Of course, she wasn’t biting down for real, but as I mentioned, my cock was hypersensitive from all the fluids. Just the graze of those sharp teeth made my body shudder pitifully.
“…Slurp! And if you want to fuck, you can come to me and fuck as much as you want. Only using that bitch’s pussy is just plain audacious.”
Certain that she had seized full control, Big Sis Urga let her true feelings slip.
She seemed convinced that no matter how I resisted, sucking my cock with her mouth pussy and teeth would solve everything.
But even if the sky falls, there’s always a hole to rise from.
“So, did you wait all day wearing that lewd underwear I mentioned this morning, just so you could get fucked anytime?”
“Chup?! W-Who said I wore something like that?!”
Urga, who had been excitedly sucking my cock, shrieked and wrapped her arms over her body, which was covered by the apron.
It was meant to cover her, but ironically, her hands ended up pulling the apron tightly between her cleavage.
Suddenly, scraps of fabric that were too embarrassing to even call underwear—leaving her nipples and pussy completely exposed through gaping holes—revealed themselves.
Realizing that everything had gone wrong, Urga, flushed bright red, looked up at me abruptly and screamed.
“I wore it because it’s hot! Got it?! I wore it because it was hot!”
[ Hehe, she says she wore it because it’s hot! ]
It was an excuse so flimsy that even the SD Character mocked it; not even a mouse would find it convincing.