A sow named yo eight

Kameko leaned over and snapped the leash to yo’s nose ring before the sleepy woman had fully woke up. She crawled as fast as she could, squealing when she fell behind. Kameko’s tugs were painful, but she was careful not to actually hurt the pudgy housewife. Yo’s body was cramping painfully after sleeping in the mud that night. Still, she hadn’t been cold enough to actually hurt her. Her fat titties hung down, her erect nipples dragging the ground and dripping milk. Her thick thighs rubbed together, chaffing her. Crawling on all fours while covered in mud and forced to squeal hurt her as much as her physical pains. She was very aware that her clit was painfully erect, and her pussy lips were swollen, hot and leaking juices. She was afraid that she might start humping anything she could get her fat thighs around.

Yo’s eyes darted around under her short haircut. She saw nothing that might help her escape. She saw small pens with pigs, cows, a small horse, several goats, some sheep, and several kennels with different dogs in them. The place was clean and in good repair. The animals were all well-groomed, and seemed to be fed and watered as well. Good lighting, and secure doors promised little chance of escape. The fact that she was considered just another sow still rankled her. Being led by her nose-ring and waddling on all fours didn’t help her dignity either. Her stomach ached painfully from what she had eaten from the trough in her pen last night. It seemed to have left her as hungry as when she had started. The fact that it was designed to do just that didn’t occur to her. The slops would fatten her, while still making her hungry. Her captors wanted her to be active and horny, while still putting on weight.

She was led into a small pen. To her surprise, the sleeves on her legs and arms were taken off after her nose ring was leashed to the wall. As she laid there, she was slowly washed off. The mud and dirt covering her body was carefully sponged off. Even her short hair was washed out. She was given a douche, while squatting over a drain in the floor. The douche was mildly antiseptic, stinging slightly. She was forced back on all fours, and a enema nozzle was inserted into her asshole. The enema slowly filled her ass, causing her belly to bloat. “Pant loudly until I tell you to stop.” Kameko’s voice was c old, almost cruel.

Yo was too scared to disobey. She gulped, then started panting loudly, her tongue hanging out. Yo felt cramp after cramp ripple thru her body. She desperately held back from releasing her enema, afraid to disobey the teenaged intern. “Legs apart. Squat. Shit.” Yo groaned as she obeyed the commands. The enema gushed out of her ass, followed by a series of farting sounds. Kameko’s face showed no emotion, just a cool observation. Yo didn’t feel as if she was a doctor’s patient or even a veterinarian’s office. She felt like an animal in a lab, an experiment. Her breasts hung, nipples painfully stretched out. It seemed right to have droplets of thin milk dripping down her body.

“Sows only grunt, snort and oink.” Yo didn’t even see Kameko move until she felt the first touch of the thin whip across her big ass. She screeched loudly. Kameko touched the whip to yo’s nose. “Sow’s don’t grunt, they only snort and oink. A thin red line appeared across Yo’s erect nipples, still dripping milk. The pain followed instantly. Yo’s mind scrambled frantically as her involuntary screech choked off. Tears running down her face, she oinked loudly. “Better, a very little bit better. On your back.” Yo obediently rolled over on her back, her knees and elbows bent, her arms and legs in the air. She was a perfect picture of a four-legged animal on its back. Kameko’s face didn’t change expression. The tip of her whip touched Yo’s plump pussy lips, then her achingly erect clit. Kameko flicked the tip of the whip back and forth. Yo felt her heat rising again. This teenage girl was putting her into heat again! Yo snorted, arching her back, and raising her plump cunt up, into Kameko’s whip. The teenager merely noted the willingness of the sow to be masturbated. The sow was definitely in heat, and needed breeding. Another gang rape might be in order. She knew a special team of men who would be perfect for the next stage of the sows training. Yo was thinking like a sow now.

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Miki woke up slowly. She was lying on her side in a small pen. The pen was lined with a soft rubber matting. As she crawled up to her hands and knees, thin scars showed on her lower belly. Thick grease was smeared across her belly. She raised her hand, looking intently at her fingers. She sat up and cupped her small breasts with her hands, feeling skin against skin, pinching her large nipples tightly. Groaning loudly, she ran her hands down her front, almost feeling her milk lines running down from her tiny tits. She cupped her tight belly, feeling for the bulge that would show the world she had been bred. Knocked up, had a bun in the oven. Sperm cells penetrating her egg cells, her womb swelling and pushing her belly out away from her flat body. A long red prick, hotter than human, almost burning. The massive weight of the boar would crush her against the breeding rack. His long cock would twist up inside her, screwing as it twisted and locked in her cervix. Hot pig cum pumping into her body, filling her, impregnating her.

Miki shook her head in confusion. Pregnancy? She had never wanted to be pregnant. Her mind felt fuzzy. What had her Master had done to her? She felt again the surgical scars on her lower belly. She gasped as pure animal lust roared thru her shivering body. To her shame she suddenly squealed loudly. She crawled up to all fours again, staring along her body. Her big brown nipples were hot and sensitive, hard and erect. She could see the lips of her pussy, swollen and red, dripping. She spread her legs wide, lowering herself almost to the floor. Her clit jutted into the air. Miki moaned loudly, grunting and almost squealing. She needed a master so bad! No, she needed a mate, a grunting mate that would pin her to the floor. She wanted it that way, big powerful men, who would grab her skinny hips and slam their big cocks deep into her newly piggy belly. She wanted to feel their thick sperm squirting up inside of her, mounting her, mating her like livestock, an animal in a pen. She wanted to be covered in come, hot sticky sperm, writhing helplessly on the muddy floor of a dirty pen.

The door swung open, and the doctor and his dog came striding into her small recovery pen. Miki squealed and cowered in a corner. “Fetch.” The big German Shepherd snarled at her, before he nipped at her skinny ass. Miki yelped and crawled out of the corner. Her face was turned to the side, her big nipples and tiny titties were pressed tightly to the floor. She was up on her knees, her legs spread widely, her new pussy spread invitingly. Brutus’s big wet nose touched her cunt, his tongue lapping at it. In spite of herself, Miki grunted loudly, as an animals mating urge ripped through her body.

Brutus trembled, but he was well trained. At a word, he’d mount this sow, but he obeyed their master. Miki snorted and groveled. She was increasingly thinking of herself as a trained pig at a fair, being exhibited. He eyes darted toward the dog’s penis, the red tip peeking out of the sheath. It paled in comparison to the bulge in the doctor’s jeans. She touched her tiny snout to the doctor’s heavy boots, her small pink tongue licking at a scuff on the worn leather. Not looking up, she licked, wetting her mouth as her tongue dried out. She tasted dirt and mud. She buried herself deeper and deeper, not a slut or a slave. She was livestock, an animal in a pen. She didn’t have masters anymore. She had owners, people who would buy and sell her.

Her wet pussy throbbed with the need for being mounted. Miki’s mind swirled with the images of becoming an animal. She’d wake up surrounded by pigs, their coarse hair scratching her soft skin. Crawling thru the filthy mud to the trough, she was only a runt pig. She’d eat the scraps left over, plunging her face into the filthy swill. Other sows, already bred by the big boar, their bellies full of soon to be delivered piglets, had small teats already dripping with milk. Miki was pushed aside, away from the breeding racks were the boars could safely mount the sows. Miki could only try to seduce her owners. The doctor was the dominant here. He was her doctor. He owned her. Even the dog, Brutus, obeyed him. Would he fuck her before he returned her? She dreaded knowing that she was a sow now, an un-bred piggy runt. She had never been pregnant before. Certainly not with piglets!