My Ability, Sow Farm

Chapter 31

My Ability, Sow Farm

The conditions of the sows (?) summoned to my farm are strange.

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Chapter 31 – The Female Knight’s Sleepless Night

How much time has passed since Sinseon-dong left.

“Pooh… Ha… “

It is an evening time when all the pigs in the pig farm where they are confined, as well as the cage next to them, fall into a deep sleep, fighting each other with their compatriots.

The other pigs push and roll around in this narrow pen, each invading their territory, but nonetheless, they are snoring and sleeping soundly, without leaving anyone out.

Eleonora, a lucky sow with the absurd luxury of eating one of us all by herself (awareness of Eleonora among pigs), Eleonora was just grunting and tossing and turning.

“Huh… !”

Itch.

Her body was itching and she couldn’t stand it. I have to be fully prepared for the guy who will come to commit another evil act against me tomorrow… She tries to get some sleep for him, but the itching that started earlier left Eleonora gasping for breath full of anguish.

“Obviously, it must have been stinging during the day… Just a stinging sensation accompanied by a slight itching, that would have been all… !”

What have you done to that straw?

No. As a result of doing all sorts of things, such as stirring, digging, and swinging over and over again, that straw was really just a straw.

Like the food scraps he gave himself, it wasn’t that they were poisoned, but that they were just straws that could be found everywhere. If so, is it because they slept on straw?

It wasn’t either.

When I was traveling and couldn’t find an inn because the road was cut off due to unavoidable circumstances, I slept in a nearby stable using straw as a bed, but it didn’t matter.

Besides, no matter how much power is now limited by this mithril piercing, will the grandmaster’s body feel the sting for sleeping on straw?

Then what is it? What do you mean?

“Huh… Why is it so itchy… !!”

It was itchy everywhere except for my stomach and face. Some places were fine. In order to train his mental strength, he practiced naked in the tropical rain forest in midsummer and was bitten by all kinds of insects, so he was trained in moderate itching.

Her poisonous spot, the only untrained spot, was driving her mad.

“Why the hell… Do you mean your pussy, your pussy is so itchy? !!”

There will be few people who don’t know about the word Achilles heel. In Greek mythology, the mother of Achilles, the mother of Achilles, captured her as a baby and dipped her body in the River Styx to make her son immortal.

It is a representative word used today to indicate a fatal weakness, such as the fact that the heel she was holding on did not reach the river and later Achilles met her death due to it.

“Huh… !!”

Also, it’s embarrassing to call this a fatal weakness, but Eleonora’s Achilles’ heel right now was her pussy, to be exact, her clitoris, which was still standing tall with bells over her leggings.

All body parts were equally itchy.
But at this point, compared to the mosquito-like venom that stung her in the rain forest, she could stand it.

But, no way, who would have known that her own clitoris, even though it was a part of her own body, her embarrassing little point would drive herself so crazy.

“Comfortable, I did… ! At that time, she should have trained her pussy thoroughly by being bitten by insects! Hehe, I don’t know about the clitoris, but I should have trained my pussy a lot… !”

Why didn’t he train his pussy at that time?
Why didn’t he ask the bugs to bite his pussy and clitoris?

If it was simply itching, there would be no problem, but the stimulation that started from this crotch was awakening the senses of the whole body that had been calming down.

“Dangerous… If we go on like this, it’s dangerous, haeaeat… !”

No matter how strong a dam is, it collapses with even the slightest crack, so the present Eleonora was also slowly showing signs of collapse due to the itching and stimulation she felt from her pussy and clitoris.

Although the body does not need to sleep, sleep was essential in order to recover the mental strength that was shattered by being molested and violated by Shinseon-dong the day before yesterday.

As I said before, the essential element in a perfect posture to deal with him is a strong mental strength that will never give in to him!

I couldn’t delay any longer.

Judging by the moonlight that had already begun to pass slowly from the center of the sky, this dawn did not last too long. 2 hours no, 1 hour is fine.

Have to sleep
But for him…

“… It’s necessary, it’s work!”

It was absolutely necessary in order to stand up against the villain’s malice. Eleonora, who jumped up from her bed at last, stepped out of her bed and into a corner of the cage.

“… Nasty smell”

A pungent smell that gets stronger the further you go. There was a strong smell of pig manure even under her skirt, but Eleonora blushed from the crack in another familiar smell.

‘I can’t expect much because it’s a pigsty… ‘

She was the point where the smell of human urine was strong, and she used to pee, which she had secretly disposed of in her Shinseondong.

“It’s necessary, because it’s work… !”

Eleonora’s black leggings slipped off her hands, and at the same time her plump, immaculate buttocks were revealed in the slanting moonlight at just the right moment.

And,

Haha… ♥”

As soon as he pulled down his leggings, he felt a sense of refreshment that came to him like a lie. Should it be said that the sick person fell into a sore throat, or should it be said that it is the sensation of soaking in the oasis in front of you after a arduous march in the hot desert with a temperature approaching 50 degrees?

The feeling of getting away from the human city and breathing deeply in the forest where the elves live, etc. It was a strange refreshing feeling that encompassed the whole body, so that it would not be enough to write various rhetoric.

“The cold morning air brushed past the clitoris… More, more sensitive…”

Eleonora, who buried her last words in her heart, wondered if her little mouse would listen to her, and she slowly lowered her head. Not her own clitoris.

With my daughter-

“… Only this time.”

Eleonora’s hand, taking one last glance around her to make sure there were no watchful eyes, began to reach out cautiously toward her own clitoris, and soon a resentful bell caught between her thumb and forefinger.

Coo wook,

“Huh… !”

Right now, there were no symptoms like tingling or itching from the crotch, but the problem was that she had just been rubbing her thighs to relieve the itching.

Of course, now she has risen to the ranks of a sow, a grand master, but those years are just a fraction of the 28 years she has lived so far, a fleeting moment.

“The paper is caught in the thigh, and the clitoris is being pulled, daaaaa clitoris, being pulled out of the thighs. !”

Although it is now said that he has reached the point where he can control his desires (of course, it is not easy these days.) It is a matter of course that he had been feeling appetite and sleep, as well as the desire closest to the current problem, sexual desire.

“It hurts, even though I feel like I’m going to cry even now… I can’t stop… !”

He was so engrossed in training that he didn’t have as much time to socialize with the opposite sex, but he also knew how to relieve the catastrophic sexual desire that suddenly sprang up in his body.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa… Again, I’m going to do this again, I’m afraid… !”

The problem was that the grass of knowledge was too shallow, so the only way to relieve sexual desire was to rub the thighs and pray for the relief of sexual desire, like holding an leadern ritual for rain.

Just like before, and like now, rubbing her thighs against each other was a surefire way to solve this unnecessary, useless, and filthy desire.

But now it was different.

“Lack… Can’t do this… !”

Unlike before, Eleonora herself is now a female who knows the taste of male cock and semen.

In a sense, it also meant that Eleonora herself had grasped the faint but certain clue to her new realm that she had been searching for.

“Put… Shall we see… ?”

And Eleonora, from her daytime experiences, already knew how to relieve the heat that now heated her own cunt.

Hasn’t she tried it herself?
Intensely, even while receiving the eyes of countless eyes.

Not just playing around, but even opening, digging, and stirring.
Yes, she already knew.

Steamed-

“Ah… ♥”

This is it.

My Ability, Sow Farm

The conditions of the sows (?) summoned to my farm are strange.

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