Impregnating Every SSS-Rank Knight and Queen Into Submissive Sows!

Right. What exactly was I expecting from a guy who kidnaps a perfectly innocent traveler in the first place?

As I clutched my throbbing head, looking at the status window that made me dizzy just by staring at it, a new text box popped up before my eyes.

[Ooooh! See, see! It’s the female I brought for you! Anyone can tell she appeared just begging for the Master Breeder to devour her! A partner of destiny, you ask? Come on, don’t delay any longer, take that cheeky little sow...!]

I was busy standing there dumbfounded, so why was this thing getting more excited than me?

The System message, displaying the SD Character huffing rough breaths like some neighborhood pervert, had completely abandoned the polite, clerk-like tone it used before.

"How exactly does she look like she’s begging to be devoured?! And like you said, I’m weak as hell. How am I supposed to devour—fuck, devour anything!"

[Eeeeh?! You’re not going to fuck her?! A-Are you perhaps a eunuch?! I went through all the trouble of growing your Cock to massive proportions! Is it not that you can’t use it, but that you were never capable of using it from the start?!]

"No!"

I tried to be patient, but who the hell is it calling a eunuch? However, while shouting felt good, the female knight—who was already glaring at me—intensified the murderous look in her eyes.

"...By any chance, can that knightess over there see this status window too?"

[No! Impossible! How could a mere pig dare to peek at the Master’s private life! Of course she can’t see it! To that sow, the Master Breeder likely just looks like a madman shouting and pointing his finger at empty air!]

Shouldn’t you have told me that first?

Even now, the message window was displaying an arrow pointing at the knightess with the text: ’Are you perhaps annoyed? If you’re annoyed, you know what to do, right?’

I swiped the window away, opened the gate to the pen, and approached where the knight lay.

"Uuugh! Mmmph! Mmmph!"

"Ughhh..."

The tension was incomparable to encountering a wild boar sleeping in a reed field on a mountain.

The closer I got, the more intense the pressure became. She was clearly a female knight rolling helplessly on the floor, and a human just like me, so why was I feeling this way?

Even the fact that a virgin loser like me was about to lay hands on a beauty who could slap an actress across the face played a part.

My virgin instincts weren’t going anywhere; I suddenly developed a hand tremor I didn’t even know I had. Instead of untying her gag, I was trembling so much I was worried I might accidentally slap her cheek.

In the end, forget the gag—I backed away several steps from her.

’I have to touch her to undo the gag, but what do I do...’

Just as I was thinking that.

[Then let’s change your perspective. Think of that sow as a sow... Ah, wouldn’t it be better if you approached her thinking of that knightess as a literal sow?]

"Huh? What kind of crazy talk is that? Think of her as a sow?"

[Self-hypnosis! It’s self-hypnosis! Right now, the Master Breeder sees this sow as a human, so your virgin instincts are subconsciously rejecting contact with her!]

Normally, I would have yelled at it to stop talking nonsense, but...

"That actually makes sense."

[Right?!]

"Mmph! Ugh-mph!"

It sounded like madness, but considering the events of today alone, it would be harder for me to stay sane. Suddenly my farm burned down, suddenly I summoned a female knight from another world...

It was still hard to believe, but since I had decided to verify the truth of it with my own eyes, I had no choice but to face what was happening in front of me. I couldn’t run away.

And...

I may not have met many women, but haven’t I met plenty of sows?

...It sounds a bit weird to say, but if it’s a sow, I’ve handled everything from piglets to breeding stock, regardless of the breed.

"..."

"Mmph!"

The female knight looked at me as if she had a lot to say to the madman muttering to himself in front of her.

But to hear those words, I had to remove that gag. And since removing the gag was a necessary process, I took a few deep breaths and closed my eyes.

’Sow...’

’The knight in front of me is not a human, but a sow. A sow...!’

I hate thinking this way, but it’s for the sake of communication. It’s for a wholesome conversation and our future well-being.

Just for now. I’ll apologize properly after everything is over, so for now, let’s consider her a sow.

"This is a pig... A pig..."

"Mmmph!! Mmmmmmph!!"

Even the sounds she made, struggling and screaming as if telling me not to be ridiculous, were just the squeals of a sow.

The sound of a sow howling at me, her Breeder...! If it’s a sow, I have no reason to be scared.

It’s a pig.

Just a pig...

After finishing the self-hypnosis disguised as meditation, I opened my eyes.

"Fuck, look at that. My hand stopped shaking just by changing my mindset once."

[The effect is certain!]

I was already reaching out toward the knightess. A Grand Master. A sow capable of tearing me apart with a single gesture.

A sow who had reached a level where she could kill a man with just her killing intent.

The endless murderous aura pouring from her was palpable.

But, she is a sow.

If she’s a sow, I can touch her. If she’s a sow, she’s not scary.

If she’s a sow...

"Stay still, you bitch..."

Smack—!

"Uuuup?!"

I can even spank the ass of this insolent sow who keeps trying to scoot away from my hand. Was she flustered that I, who had been ignoring her threats, suddenly laid hands on her?

Of course, it makes sense. Just moments ago, I was trembling in fear of her, and now I was approaching without hesitation and even slapping her buttocks. From the perspective of a Grand Master Sow, she must be dumbfounded.

I saw earlier that she was a knight of some kingdom, and a Knight Commander at that. Where would she have ever experienced something like this?

[It looks somewhat similar to the process of training a dog, doesn’t it?]

"Dogs, pigs, they’re all just beasts in the end."

"Mph... Mphmm...?!"

When I showed neither fear nor courtesy and simply smacked her ass, the sow began to blink her eyes blankly, as if her spirit had left her body.

Taking advantage of that moment, I quickly reached behind the sow’s head and undid the buckle of the gag (actually, it was a ball gag).

As the leather-strapped ball gag came loose in my hand, pulling a string of saliva with it, the female knight spat out the breath she had been holding and shouted.

"I don’t know what kind of trickery you used, but release these bindings at once! To dare inflict such shame upon me...! I will cut you down in a single stroke. You wicked wizard!"

"Wizard?"

[From this sow’s perspective, she was walking along just fine before suffering this mishap without knowing what happened. Naturally, she must think the Master Breeder, the owner of this place, is a wizard.]

"Why are you muttering to yourself?! Did I not tell you to release me immediately!"

Squeeeeeeeal?!

Oiiiink!!!

At Eleonora’s shout and the fierce killing intent laced within it, the pigs began to go into a frenzy. Some of the weaker ones were already foaming at the mouth and fainting, and the pigs in the pen with this sow were also thrashing about, desperate to be let out.

"Right, first of all..."

"Can you not hear me! I said release me at once! If you wish to die within my mercy, then right now... Mmph?!"

"Let’s see... Her teeth aren’t that sharp... Did she evolve well, so she didn’t grow wisdom teeth? or is it like in the novels where Grand Masters just have perfect bodies? Does she not get cavities or gum disease?"

I grabbed her head abruptly and pried her jaws open to inspect every corner of her mouth. The sow shook her head violently, throwing off my hand.

"W-What are you doing! You rude scoundrel! To dare pry open a lady’s mouth... And to dare lay a hand on my body?!"

Is she talking about me smacking her ass earlier? The message window also seemed curious about that point and asked me cautiously.

[By the way, even if this sow is just a sow, is it really okay to hit the pigs like that? They’re merchandise!]

"That wasn’t even hitting. If you saw how those people drive pigs onto the truck when they’re being shipped out, you wouldn’t say that."

Pigs aren’t stupid. When they see something like a truck, they instinctively refuse to get on, trying to hold their ground in their pen.

So, for a smooth shipment, some workers carry batteries on their backs and shock the pigs’ asses with prods.

They shock them thinking the startled pig will run forward, but what if they still don’t move?

That day, they get a soccer kick right to the ass.

...Actually, a soccer kick is putting it gently.

"Why do you keep babbling to yourself! Did I not tell you to release me!"

[So, what will you do with this sow? As I told you before, returns are impossible, you know? But if you don’t train her, you know what will happen... right?]

The message window asked as if checking if I was ready.

Somehow, the tone vaguely threatening me to ’act properly’ didn’t give me confidence that it was on my side, but I couldn’t avoid it.

"To tame or to die, that is the question."

"You intend to tame me? You bastard... I see now, you are a slave trader! You must have been blinded by greed and jumped into something beyond your station... Release me at on—"

"No, I’m not a slave trader or anything like that. Look around you. Are these your colleagues?"

"What? The surroundings are nothing but pigs... Y-You baaaaaaastard!!"

Realizing the meaning of my words, Eleonora screamed in outrage. But perhaps because I had steeled my heart, or maybe because this was my true nature, I wasn’t afraid anymore.

"I didn’t want this, and you didn’t want this either. But if you follow my words well, I’ll make you my pet pig. Let’s try to get along, okay?"

"Ptoo!"

"Ugh?!"

In an instant, along with the sound of spitting, I felt something wet hit my eye. At the same time, taking advantage of my blinking, Eleonora snapped her chains and lifted the greatsword that had been propped up next to the pen.

"Huh?!"

"I will slice you into fine mince and feed you to your pigs...!"

My eyes wouldn’t open properly, but I knew. This sow was trying to kill me right now. But in that moment, facing the crisis of death, the world seemed to slow down.

They say your life flashes before your eyes—was I experiencing that too?

As that thought crossed my mind...

[Do you wish to house Eleonora in the corresponding pen? (»Merging into other pens is possible later!) [YES/NO]]

There was no time to hesitate.