Chapter 285 – A Strange Sight

“Hey… “
“Hey… ♥”
“They are still doing that.”

When morning teaching ended, Eleonora and Violet are still hugging and hugging each other. It’s a pity that I almost missed this good view because I went on patrol before finishing my morning routine.

[A former female female pig covered in semen and a female pig covered in breast milk… Wait a minute!]

“Where are you going again?”

[Where are you going! I have to go get Hetbahn!]

“… “

I don’t know what happened between the two of them while I was gone, but seeing them sleeping while embracing each other like that, should I say that they seem to have grown closer in their own way?

Or that her Eleonora is holding her like her doll while her lustful Violet loses her senses.

Or could it be that Eleonora had to get used to the smell of my semen and that she forcibly held Violet in her arms until the semen that had been sprayed all over her body dried up like that?

Anyway, Eleonora must be having a good time in her own way. She didn’t feel like interfering, so I went back to my house, ignoring the SD character’s plea to stay a little longer.

[You’re too good! How can you take away my good time like this!]

Seeing that a guy who usually doesn’t say things like “Let’s stay a little longer” Begged this much and even complained to me, did he really like the combination of Eleonora and Violet?

I wanted to tear off a bell from somewhere and scream waaaaagh like the Lion Roar lady from Kung Fu Hustle, but I tried to suppress my heart and chose to calmly calm down.

“I have to eat lunch too. You’ll be able to work after lunch, and you won’t be able to pack more if you eat lunch again. I also want to do this all day long, but I have to work, right?”

[… Then there is nothing you can do! I’ll give you a special look this time!]

“… “

Persuasion is easy.

On our way back to our house, while we were talking about the pig shed where Eleonora once lived, we suddenly heard someone’s voice in our ears.

-… The recipe won… Is… You can’t give it?
-… Oops!!

When I went to the servants’ house earlier, Ur was my sister and a white pig, and there was no one there, but I hurried my steps to check if they had gone to my yard.

-Come on, run faster! If you don’t run fast, the only regret is you!
– Woo woo woo woo !!
-Woof woof!

“Uh?”

[Dogs, dogs are walking people… ?!]

As soon as he reached the place where the voices were heard, the SD character caught the dog collar around his neck and the clitoris clitoris in his mouth, and saw a naked white pig running around the front yard as if he were running on a playground. He coughed and collapsed.

“Run faster!”
“Oops!”
-Woof woof!

Urga’s sister-in-law ordered her to come home after a long time, and when she barked loudly, Christia’s clitoris and nipples were being pulled along her bent back.

Tadadadadat!

Two, dududuk

“Ooh”

As if preparing for a dog sledding competition, each time Urga’s sister’s tantrums intensified, Dtongchi’s footsteps raised his tempo to match the gradually growing footsteps.

At that time, the crotch of the white pig, whose hands were tied behind its back and being dragged by the dung-chi, was pouring out sparkling water droplets in line with its footsteps.

“Hehe, you’re being walked by a bitch dog like Pervert! Do you want to spill your pussy juice like that when the dog is walking you and your nipples and clitoris are being pulled?”
“Oops! Whoop whoop!”

The white pig looks like it’s protesting, but each time the pink nipples are pulled more and more by the fishing line on both sides of the bit in her mouth.

Whenever she asked for improvement in her situation, an ironic image of her becoming closer to that of a sow was being produced.

“But it must have been rolling for quite some time. It’s enough to make the asshole pant because it’s so hard.”

Originally, he was not weak in stamina, but it is not an exaggeration to say that his athletic ability has doubled since he has the heads of famous fucking dogs called beagles and cocker spaniels around his head.

Even as those heads pulled the strings attached to Christia’s body, it was clear that they were going to die in agony, so it seemed that this sister was really determined and was trying to train Christia into a white pig.

[Besides, look at that! That and that! That track engraved in the front yard!]

“Oh, it’s true”

Like the SD character said, in order to see the land track that couldn’t be more filthy in a world made of liquids from the body of a white pig, he stopped spying on the front yard and immediately appeared in front of Urga sisters.

Sister Urga, who was sitting on a fishing chair wearing the sunglasses I had given her to cover her eyes and looking pompous, looked straight at me.

“I’m here?”
“Yeah, but you roll pretty hard, right?”
“Hehe, I’m giving that obstinate white pig a taste of our tribal tradition.”
“Is it a tradition?”
“Oops!”

Unlike Urga-sama, Christia expresses strong hostility upon my appearance.
Her mouth was gagged, so there was no way she could hear what she said in my ears, but from the look in her eyes I could guess what she wanted to say.

“Ugh! Why are you resting her feet! Aren’t you running fast?!”
-Bruise!
“Ooooo?!”

Push woo-!

As if she was happy to reunite with me after a long time, the dungfish, who had been wagging her tail while stopping her feet, lost her tail at her sister’s unholy command and started running. It was time for a break.

“You are more than that. It made me squirt water like that from that white pig’s cunt.”
“Uh? No, since I touched that a few times today, it got cheaper. It must be because of the cervical puncture yesterday, it developed completely that way.”
“Oh”

I didn’t know that the deep injector assistant I just put in as a test would be so effective.

“You know that’s all there is to it? Look Carefully”
“?”

What else are you trying to show me?

As soon as the words were finished, the older sister put on her sunglasses, which she had been holding up, and stood up from her seat, holding the whip she used to harass Eleonora.

Sister Urga stops the footsteps of the poop who still wants to roam the front yard happily and removes the gag from Christia’s mouth.

“Puha! Yes, yes, yes, yes… !!”
“Look at that, it jumped a little.”
“Maybe it’s because her mouth is gagged and she’s not breathing properly?”
“Is it?”

I can’t ignore the physical fatigue, such as sweating all over my crotch right now, but I wonder if it’s the aftermath of the mental exhaustion that came from being walked by a dog while exposing one’s naked body outdoors.

Compared to the first time we met Christia, the venom in her eyes had clearly diminished.

Of course, by tomorrow, she would regain her original color, but Urga, as if she couldn’t miss this good opportunity, began to slap her whip on Christia’s immaculate ass.

Jab-!

“Huh?!”
“Are you going to leave with your ass beaten now?”
“No, no, no… ! This is because the nipples and clitoris are constantly stimulated… Ugh, unggiik!”

Damn! Match! Match!

As if it were a single bow, every time Urga’s sister’s whip hit her buttocks, Christia threw her head back and walked away.

“Have you never hit me before?”
“We tried to beat him up by the time he came over for lunch.”
“Good work”
“This, this vicious gnome… !”

As if her overworked body couldn’t stand it any longer, Christia trembled while letting out a slurred sound, apart from glaring at us.

Every time she leaned back, her rings on her well-protruded nipples reflected her sunlight all around her, which came in line with her breasts, and she looked forward to it. Let’s turn her attention to the groin

The silvery-grey pubic hair, befitting a white pig, was reflecting the sunlight toward us as if it couldn’t get caught in the ring.

“Sister, didn’t you just write that as a form?”
“Uh? Oh, sunglasses? It dazzled my eyes when I saw it, so I used it without even realizing it.”
“He won’t forgive me… ! Yes, all of you girls, in his secret… !”
“Ugh! Look at this year?”

Christia regains her temper in her eyes with her intense life again towards the two of us making fun of her openly over her own cunt hair.

However, Sister Urga whispered something in Christia’s ear, who had been tearing up and laughing at what was so interesting, but now staggered.

“Rain, mean woman… !?”
“Khehehe, behave yourself well”
“Hey, hey, hey… ?!”
“?”

What kind of conversation was there
I could only see him whispering something as he was wiping his sweat in the hallway for a while, but I couldn’t hear him very well.

But for some reason, Cristia had the face of a woman who would say at any moment, ‘Kuu, kill!’ And Urga held her horsewhip in her own hand to and fro in the air as if she were her executioner. Swinging

“Ku, kuuuuu!!”

Soon, along with a squeaking sound, a scream fit for a white pig erupted from Christia’s mouth.