"Y-You despicable scummmmm!!!"
"Yeah, yeah, it's my fault again. I'm used to it by now."
"You've played another dirty trick on my body, haven't you?!"
Squeeeeal!!
Eleonora, her face flushed red as if about to explode, shouted in rage. But regardless, Shinseon continued to rub his cock while treating her naked body as a side dish.
"Using that bizarre, unfathomable power to make me utter such lewd words! Defiling my body isn't enough, now you're after my mind too?!"
"Seeing how angry you are, your body and mind seem perfectly fine though…"
"Get lost! I said get lost! Now!"
It was clear that she had gone mad—no, she was beyond slowly going mad; she was undoubtedly insane. No matter how momentarily off-guard she was, to have such vulgar, unimaginable words escape her own mouth!
'It's his trickery! Yes, his trickery! This is his trickery!'
Of course, Shinseon, the root cause of this entire situation, was half to blame, but it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say her own weakened mindset bore the other half.
But what infuriated her most was that even in this situation, she was on all fours, shaking her breasts as if in resistance, while subtly expecting another punishment from him, wagging her ass with the anal plug inserted.
In just a few days, Eleonora herself was becoming a vulgar sow under his hands.
"You tell me to look, then tell me to get lost—I wish you'd make up your mind about what tune you want me to dance to…"
"Eek…"
"Seeing as getting an answer seems difficult, and just as you follow your own whims, I'll follow mine."
"You plan to violate me again?! You intend to pour your filthy semen into my pussy again?!"
Judging by the sweat dripping all over her body and the female scent wafting from between her legs, her body was already prepared to be violated by him.
But she had to hide it. She mustn't show this indicator, this evidence, that she was slowly being trained under his hands.
Once that thought crossed her mind, Eleonora regained her composure surprisingly quickly.
'It's just like always… Yes, being stripped naked is something that happens all the time. Being stripped by him, showing him my breasts, drooling lewdly over this pussy…'
Yes, it's nothing. She had already steeled herself for such things from the beginning. If she wavers over something like this, how could she endure the other training he would subject her to in the future?
'I can't fluster over being naked forever. This is training and a trial. The final trial given by heaven to test myself, a trial to lead to my mental growth!'
This is an opportunity. An opportunity to completely blow away the last shreds of shame within her and the female part of her that had been lying dormant quietly inside her until now.
If she erases these distracting thoughts completely, she might truly realize something new, the purpose of this journey.
"Oh?"
As she suddenly closed her eyes and immediately began to suppress the female scent emanating from her, Shinseon let out a single exclamation as if impressed.
Witnessing something akin to the mind-stabilizing techniques seen in martial arts or fantasy novels from his school days with his own eyes, nose, and ears, even someone as shameless as him couldn't help but sparkle with curiosity like a child.
"Hoo…"
"Well, eat up now. I went through the trouble of making it; it'll get cold."
"Sh-shut up… I don't need you to tell me… I'll go on my own."
A glimpse of the transparent fluid seeping from the gap of Shinseon's erect cock. Reflected in the moonlight now risen in the sky, the pre-ejaculate made Eleonora's earlier resolve seem futile as she hastily crawled toward the iron bars.
'Despicable bastard! Coward! Utterly obscene scum! Clearly, he's squeezing out that delicious, filthy cock juice to shake my heart!'
It might not be as sweet as the semen she had tasted, but wouldn't it be comparable? Paying no mind—or rather, trembling slightly—to the gazes of Shinseon and the pigs beside her, Eleonora crawled toward the iron bars.
"…"
Now so adept at sticking her head through the bars it seemed familiar, she stealthily glanced at Shinseon after wedging her head through.
"So, when are you going to eat—"
"I'm eating! Starting now! So you want to feed me this food scrap?!"
As if utterly exhausted, she snapped at him while he dangled his cock between his legs. Eleonora let out a small scream and began to slowly bring her face closer to the plate.
'I didn't realize when the pigs were watching… but thinking that, that bastard is watching makes it feel awkward…'
As mentioned before, he did this to mock her for eating like an animal, but showing herself eating like this was the first time—today, now.
'He's anticipating it… watching me, watching me start to bury my head in the plate like a pig!'
He's getting excited watching her.
He's getting excited by this ugly sight of her.
'I can't see, but I can smell it. The scent of his cock, excited by the sight of me, naked and about to eat like a pig…'
Surely, that transparent pre-ejaculate she saw earlier was secreted in anticipation of this very sight. Trembling with a strange sense of accomplishment, Eleonora took a deep breath and slowly began to bring her head to the plate.
'I don't know what this is, but the color looks better today.'
Judging by the grains evenly coated with just the right amount of oil, did he put in some effort today?
'Even so, it's just food scraps…'
Being naked without clothes, not allowed utensils, having to lick it up like livestock with her tongue—calling it food scraps.
Of course, if Shinseon—who meticulously stir-fried the rice for her, imitating a video he saw online—heard this, he'd jump up in shock.
'Ugh… In the end, I ended up showing it… I ended up showing him me, devouring these scraps, eating them like a pig…!'
Munching away, feeling the food scraps (?) being chewed in her mouth, Eleonora felt her pussy growing hot again, rendering her earlier resolve meaningless as she watched him start to rub his cock.
'Like a lowly pig! Even though I'm reduced to eating leftover scraps like this, he's getting excited watching me eat them deliciously, wafting that cock scent…!'
Thinking this itself is disgusting, but she truly has become a pig. Except for not oinking, being naked, burying her head in a plate—she's no human; she is a pig through and through.
'What difference is there between me and the ones in the next pen… eating the food he gives, rolling around when it's time, eating again when it's time… and then…!'
Although there was the slight difference of reproductive activity compared to other pigs,
Eleonora, now so excited her nipples stood erect, began to slowly wag her ass, feeling not only her pussy but also her anus—the asshole pussy—clenching around the inserted anal plug.
As if responding to the cock scent wafting from the Shinseon she so despises, she exuded pussy scent—the scent of a female in heat.
"Hoo… hoo…!"
This was an instinctive act of a female attracting a male with her pheromones, beyond human or pig, but Eleonora, too absorbed in despair and excitement over her own degradation into a pig, was oblivious.
"Baa… slurp… slurp…"
Even after emptying the plate in such ecstasy, for some reason, Eleonora began licking the empty plate.
"Not enough… It's not enough…"
She's hungry.
Whether it's her stomach or something else, something is lacking. Even though she filled her belly by swallowing the food past her throat, she still felt a thirst for something.
Knowing there's something more delicious than this food—that tantalizing scent since earlier—it's aggravating to only eat this.
Drooling profusely at the mouth, Eleonora began wandering in search of the next food.
"What, you finished already? Should I give you more 'food'… Here."
And right then, with a squelch and the sound of something sticky wetting the floor, an unbearably delicious scent wafted over. Just as Eleonora tried to jerk her head back,
"Wait, wait!"
"Gulp… W-why are you doing this?!"
"The inspection isn't over yet. Where do you think you're pulling back to?"
"What?"
Eleonora furrowed her brow sharply.
"Inspection? Haven't you seen my naked body enough already! Why are you saying something else now?!"
"You said it yourself earlier—normally, I'd touch. But you said no."
"What does that…"
"What 'what'? The inspection isn't over, so stay like that. It's perfect for looking—I can scan your whole body smoothly like this. Maybe visual inspection only isn't such nonsense after all?"
Wasn't this also just an excuse to take his time with her? With the delicious scent wafting from behind, Eleonora hurriedly recalled their earlier conversation.
Back then, this bastard clearly said…
To put it bluntly. This is the last time? Should I touch you or just look with my eyes? Decide clearly. It'd be better to choose when I give you options.
His proposal—whether to inspect by touch or just by sight. What did she answer back then? What did she say?
It's fine! You stay right there, jack off, and just admire my naked body!
"Ah…?!"
As if realizing, Eleonora began to struggle. But she didn't try to pull her head out.
For some reason, she felt that the moment she pulled her head out, she wouldn't get what she wanted—it was instinct, she could only answer.
"I'll continue with the visual inspection like this. Continuously, like this, smoooooothly!"
"H-how long will it take?! How long, exactly how long?!"
"Welllll…"
"Answer me!!"
It'll get cold. That thing behind her, steaming deliciously, at its peak flavor right now—it'll get cold!
"If we go like this, about… two hours?"
"That's… don't lie to me! Do you think such lies will work on me?!"
'Two hours… in two hours, it'll be cold and then some. It might even dry up!'
Eleonora asked with a trembling voice.
"T-then if you touch, if you touch, how long will it take… if you touch and knead my body, how long… will it take…?"
"That depends on how cooperative you are."
"Then right now—!"
"But I don't want to. I clearly gave you options, you chose, and now you want to change your mind? What would that make the master's dignity?"
As if enraged, Eleonora shook her ass, jingling the bell attached to her clitoris. As if protesting, regardless of whether her pussy was filthy or not, she continued her uniquely lewd protest.
"Who knows? Maybe if you say, 'Please, this utterly lowly sow's plump, firm udders—kindly confirm them thoroughly with master's hands,' and spread your pussy, my heart might change."
"Th-that…?!"
Gurgle!!
Normally, how long has it been since she resolved not to fluster over being played by his hands? Eleonora began to pant from the increasingly hungry stomach and this maddening thirst.
"C-calling you master… even at a time like this, you plan to train me?!"
"If you don't want to, then don't."
"Ugh…"
It's infuriating. Being toyed with by such a bastard always makes her angry and furious.
But she wants to eat. Those things spilled behind her back right now—the essence of life only a male can produce, the food that females like her love most—she can't miss it—
"The broad-minded me will show mercy and give you one last, final chance. Decide whether to spread your pussy while I count to three. One,"
Tsk—
"P-please, this utterly lowly sow's plump, firm udders—kindly confirm them thoroughly with master's hands, m-master…♥"
'To endure his training, I must become accustomed to such humiliation calmly, as if it's nothing… B-besides, if I don't eat, I can't endure… Yes, that's why…'
Without hesitation, Eleonora spread her pussy, and both her upper and lower lips began to drool uncontrollably, as if competing to see which would salivate first.