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A New Guinea Pig

A New Guinea Pig

Chapter 1 - Trapped

Jill Summers still felt a little dizzy after having been on the regular girls' night out with her co-workers. Though it had been a rather long and funny evening, she did only drink her usual two Marghueritas, and she had shrugged off the hangover feeling as symptoms of "getting older". Not that she had any reason to use the word "old".

With her 30 years she was in good shape, alternating between jogging and biking as a workout every day. She had her blonde hair cut above her shoulders, with tiny streaks of red and brown. Some of her friends used to tell her it made her look boyish, but it was quite practical this way, and it made her definitely look two or three years younger.

And although Jill was overall quite pleased with her own body, and being five feet six wasn't a model height, she was slim and muscular. The only thing she envied other women for were breast sizes, hers being only just big enough for B cups. Not that it mattered to her very much, but she had often noticed the appreciating stares the guys sent to bigger sized females.

Gulping down the remainders of the fifth cup of coffee, Jill rose from the breakfast table to get ready for her appointment. Trying to shake the last of the dizzyness from her head she fetched the car keys and her purse. A look to the clock made her jump. She had only fifteen minutes left, which ment that she had to really hurry to get to the doctor in time. Cursing whoever had scheduled the yearly medical for her at nine o'clock on a Saturday, ironically also the Saturday that started her first week of holidays since she had started work at the company, she left the flat and entered her car.

**

Luckily she got to the doctor's office in time. The company, who required every employee to take an examination every year, took it quite seriously if one tried to circumvent it. The firm Jill worked for, TouchMe Medical Appliances, manufactured all sort of medical equipment, and had therefore - understandingly - rather rigid rules on hygieny. And though Jill, as a telephone sales agent, would probably never have a reason to set foot into the production halls, the rules also applied to her, as her boss, Mrs. Parker, had pointed out to her in the job interview nine months ago.

Approaching the reception she met a friendly looking young girl of about eightteen, with shoulder length dark brown hair and big green eyes, which immediately focused on Jill at her entry.

"Hi, you must be Ms. Summers. The doctor is already waiting for you in room D, that's all the way down if you turn left."

Jill hastily greeted back and went to meet the doctor.

The room she entered look rather impressive. Everything, furniture and equipment, appeared to be quite new. Nothing like the examination rooms she was used to from her private visits to doctors. The interior was shiny, modern looking, with a lot of chromed steel and blueish smoked glass. She instantly recognized a number of expensive appliances from her company.

"Good morning, Dr. Weaver."

"Ah, good morning, Ms. Summers. I'm glad you could make it today. We are closed over the next week, so we had a little trouble fitting in all the appointments on normal workdays. So I'll try to do my best and be as quick as possible. It should only be some routine checks, after all."

The physician, a woman of about fourtyfive, gave her an assuring nod and gestured her to sit on the examination table. Jill noticed the slender figure the doctor had, and if it weren't for the few streaks of silver in the red hair that fell in slight waves to the middle of the doctor's back in a loose pony tail, she could very well have passed as ten years younger. First thing Jill had to sign an agreement form that the results of the examination were to be disclosed to the company. After that the doctor took a few blood samples and carried them into another room before she announced the boring part of the examination to begin. The went through a number of paper sheets, Dr. Weaver questioning her the usual thing like having had any child's diseases, broken bones and the like.

They were just finished with the questionaire when the girl from the reception stuck her head in

and asked to speak the doctor for a minute. Dr. Weaver told Jill to strip down naked in the meantime and to lie down on the examination chair for the practical part.

Jill stood for a few seconds. This was her first examination for the company, so she didn't know what needed to be checked. Yet she wasn't used to stripping down in front of strangers, and she had even had a few talk-only visits with her gyneocologist before she felt sure enough to undress in front of him. She calmed herself with the fact that Dr. Weaver was a woman, and reminding herself that she had showered together with other girls at school after sports she quickly slipped out of her clothing and arranged them on a nearby chair, before hopping onto the examination table.

As she lay on the table, Jill got more conscious of her nakedness. The air was cool to the bare skin, and after a minute she felt her nipples grow hard. With no clock to look at it seemed like an hour until the doctor came back, wearing a stern expression.

"Ms. Summers, we have a little problem that we need to talk about."

Jill was startled. She didn't have a clue what the woman referred to, but judging from the sharp words it must be something serious. "What do you mean?"

"Did you really tell me everything about your, ehm, history?"

The doctor's dark brown eyes pierced hers now. Trying to make her mind up, Jill suddenly became aware of how awkward the whole situation was, her naked being interrogated by the physician. She felt her face blushing furiously.

"Sorry, Dr. Weaver, I don't know what you're referring to."

"Then let me try to help you." The doctor moved close to the table, which somehow made this situation really intimidating. "Didn't you, mabe accidentially, slip in the wrong answer to the questions about drug experiences?"

"Drugs?!" Jill almost shouted. "But I've never taken drugs in my life!"

"The tests we made tell something different."

Jill had to put her hands onto the table to stop them from trembling. How could this be? She knew that drug abuse would be a major offence against the working contract, so she would be immediately fired if word got to her boss about that.

"But I haven't taken any drugs, I swear! Someone must have put them into my drinks yesterday!"

The doctor only sent her a cold smile. "I see, but you don't think I've heard that explanation before, do you?"

Jill was desperate. How could she convince the doctor that this was a mistake, that she had never actively taken drugs? She needed to, as she was dependent on her job. What her employer didn't know was that she had to pay a monthly fine due to a car accident she had had six month ago, with a little too much to drink. Loosing her job meant no money to pay the fine, which in turn meant that she had to go to jail.

"But maybe there was an error with the test?" She asked expectingly.

"I'm sorry, no error. We did it twice, with two different samples and two different machines, and we got exactly the same results."

"But I can't loose my job! Please, you can't report this!"

"I can't?" The doctor was angry now, running her hand through her mane of red hair. "I'd rather say I can't not report this. Can you imagine what happened if word got out I'm betraying my customers?"

"Please, Dr. Weaver, please don't report it." Jill was sobbing now. "Please. I'll do whatever you want, but please don't report me."

"I'm sorry, but ? wait, did you say whatever I want?"

"Yes, anything! Anything, if you don't tell my boss!"

"Does that anything really mean 'anything', Ms. Summers?" A sly smile was now playing around the doctor's mouth, but Jill was too eager to jump on this chance to notice it through her tear filled eyes.

"Anything you want. Really anything!"

"Then I might have an idea." Jill let out a sigh of reliev, but was instantly brought back be the doctor who had gripped her right arm firmly. "But before you relax, what I'll request of you won't be easy, nor will it be painless. It's your choice."

With this words, Dr. Weavers other hand had travelled to Jill's left breast, first squeezing it hard, then forcefully pinching her nipple. Jill gasped at the sudden pain, but it brought her some ideas of what Dr. Weaver might have in mind with her. But having to sexually please an older woman would most propably be worlds better than spending two years in prison. And if rumurs were true, she might get raped in prison just as well.

"I'll do it, whatever you ask of me."

"Like I said, it's your choice, but I'm happy you agreed. But to get to see if you are serious, I'll have to do a few tests. Turn over and get on your hands and knees."

Jill immediately complied, and while she heared the doctor rummaging through some drawers she didn't dare to turn her head. A weired sensation ran through her body that made her head spin. She still couldn't believe what was happening here. An hour ago she had just been a normal woman, with a job, a nice rented flat, and the only thing troubling her if she would get a pay rise in the next time. Now she was to be the lesbian plaything for this doctor, fifteen years older than her. Fresh tears trickled down her face.

**

Something cold and wet pressed between her ass cheeks, and Jill jumped.

"Now, now." Came the voice of the doctor. "Nothing to worry about. We'll just see that you are nice and clean."

Jill recognized the thing as a gloved finger with some kind of lubricant on it. The finger pressed harder against her rear opening, and she felt like she was about to shit. She had never been penetrated there, and it embarrassed her completely. Trying to focus on what was at stake, she managed not to pull away while the finger thrust into her rear and probed around.

A little later the finger was withdrawn and replaced by something bigger, and she instinctively flinched as it probed her anus.

"Relax, or it will hurt."

Jill tried her best, and soon something big slid into her anus, stretching her painfully. She let out a loud gasp, but in a blink the pain receded as the thing shoved into her seemed to become thinner again. What remained was a feeling of fullness.

"I'm about to give you an enema now. I've inserted a butt plug with a valve so you don't have to worry about keeping it in." The doctor informed her.

She felt a bit of tugging on the butt plug and suddenly a warmth spread from her inside. As the enema rushed into her, Jill felt her legs tremble slightly in reaction to the unknown sensation. The doctor told her not to move until ordered otherwise and left the room.

Jill didn't hear the door click closed and assumed that it had been left open. Trying not to think of the receptionist walking by she closed her eyes and focused on her own breathing.

The first two minutes went by without anything extraordinary apart from the still spreading warmth, but after that Jill felt a growing urge to empty herself. The warmth was more and more replaced by a steadily rising preasure from the inside. After about five minutes, which felt like an eternity to the young woman, her bowels started to growl, and she experienced the beginnings of light cramps. Ten minutes into the ordeal, the cramps got really heavy. A hot point seemed to run through her stomach in waves, and she begged in her mind for the doctor to come back and relieve her.

But it took another ten minutes until she heard footsteps approaching, and by this time she lying on her side in a fetal position, sobbing uncontrollably.

"Now, don't cry, Ms. Summers, you can get rid of it shortly." Hearing the voice and feeling a stroking hand on her thigh she was startled back into reality. Standing next to her was not the doctor, but the young assistant. Jill had never before in her life felt so humiliated. She wanted to scream loudly, but between the cramps she only managed a soft whimper.

"You have just a few thing to do, then we are finished." The girl assured her with soothing voice. "First of all, you have to sit up on your knees on the table."

Jill struggled to get up, only thinking of the moment she could get rid of the pain. The girl had to help her, as her legs ware shaking badly now. Once sitting upright on her legs she was told to spread her knees apart as far as she could. After that, she was told to rub and pinch her nipples. Complying, she noticed that, in spite of the pain she was in, they instantly got erect and were very sensitive now, even sensitiver as usual. And caressing and pinching them helped her take her mind from the pain in her stomach.

Next she was ordered to move one hand to her pussy, first to rub it, then to stick a finger inside and finger fuck herself. She again did as ordered, and with her eyes again closed she had only the sensations from that or the pain to focus on, giving her hardly a choice. Fingering herself aroused her, and though it added to her humiliation, she couldn't stop it. Soon she was humping her finger desperately, only trying to intensify this ecstatic feeling that was so much better than the fire in her bowels.

With a gurgling breath she came hard, her juices running freely over her hand. Her body was covered in sweat from head to toe, and her hand firmly pressed onto her crotch. But as the last waves of the orgasm receded, the pain was back, and stronger than before. She had to do her best to keep from toppling over.

The girl told Jill to get back on her hands and knees, and soon after some nestling with the butt plug Jill felt the pressure slowly lessen. She was still shaking every now and then when her body attempted to get rid of the foreign liquid all at once. After another ten minutes the assistant declared that she were sufficiently emptied now and removed the butt plug with a quick pull that Jill didn't mind anymore now.

"My, that looks funny," the assistant told her with a broad grin, "you'll have to wait a minute till your plucker will close again. You're gaping open so wide, I could drop a table tennis ball inside you without hassle." Fresh tears of shame began to cover Jill's face.

A bit later she was helped from the examination table. She didn't really recall dressing and driving home, nor could she really bear to think about what had conspired at the doctor's. Her mind was in a strange state of automatic drive, and she didn't even recall taking the small package that was now lying next to her on the passenger seat.

A New Guinea Pig

Chapter 1 - Trapped

Jill Summers still felt a little dizzy after having been on the regular girls' night out with her co-workers. Though it had been a rather long and funny evening, she did only drink her usual two Marghueritas, and she had shrugged off the hangover feeling as symptoms of "getting older". Not that she had any reason to use the word "old".

With her 30 years she was in good shape, alternating between jogging and biking as a workout every day. She had her blonde hair cut above her shoulders, with tiny streaks of red and brown. Some of her friends used to tell her it made her look boyish, but it was quite practical this way, and it made her definitely look two or three years younger.

And although Jill was overall quite pleased with her own body, and being five feet six wasn't a model height, she was slim and muscular. The only thing she envied other women for were breast sizes, hers being only just big enough for B cups. Not that it mattered to her very much, but she had often noticed the appreciating stares the guys sent to bigger sized females.

Gulping down the remainders of the fifth cup of coffee, Jill rose from the breakfast table to get ready for her appointment. Trying to shake the last of the dizzyness from her head she fetched the car keys and her purse. A look to the clock made her jump. She had only fifteen minutes left, which ment that she had to really hurry to get to the doctor in time. Cursing whoever had scheduled the yearly medical for her at nine o'clock on a Saturday, ironically also the Saturday that started her first week of holidays since she had started work at the company, she left the flat and entered her car.

**

Luckily she got to the doctor's office in time. The company, who required every employee to take an examination every year, took it quite seriously if one tried to circumvent it. The firm Jill worked for, TouchMe Medical Appliances, manufactured all sort of medical equipment, and had therefore - understandingly - rather rigid rules on hygieny. And though Jill, as a telephone sales agent, would probably never have a reason to set foot into the production halls, the rules also applied to her, as her boss, Mrs. Parker, had pointed out to her in the job interview nine months ago.

Approaching the reception she met a friendly looking young girl of about eightteen, with shoulder length dark brown hair and big green eyes, which immediately focused on Jill at her entry.

"Hi, you must be Ms. Summers. The doctor is already waiting for you in room D, that's all the way down if you turn left."

Jill hastily greeted back and went to meet the doctor.

The room she entered look rather impressive. Everything, furniture and equipment, appeared to be quite new. Nothing like the examination rooms she was used to from her private visits to doctors. The interior was shiny, modern looking, with a lot of chromed steel and blueish smoked glass. She instantly recognized a number of expensive appliances from her company.

"Good morning, Dr. Weaver."

"Ah, good morning, Ms. Summers. I'm glad you could make it today. We are closed over the next week, so we had a little trouble fitting in all the appointments on normal workdays. So I'll try to do my best and be as quick as possible. It should only be some routine checks, after all."

The physician, a woman of about fourtyfive, gave her an assuring nod and gestured her to sit on the examination table. Jill noticed the slender figure the doctor had, and if it weren't for the few streaks of silver in the red hair that fell in slight waves to the middle of the doctor's back in a loose pony tail, she could very well have passed as ten years younger. First thing Jill had to sign an agreement form that the results of the examination were to be disclosed to the company. After that the doctor took a few blood samples and carried them into another room before she announced the boring part of the examination to begin. The went through a number of paper sheets, Dr. Weaver questioning her the usual thing like having had any child's diseases, broken bones and the like.

They were just finished with the questionaire when the girl from the reception stuck her head in

and asked to speak the doctor for a minute. Dr. Weaver told Jill to strip down naked in the meantime and to lie down on the examination chair for the practical part.

Jill stood for a few seconds. This was her first examination for the company, so she didn't know what needed to be checked. Yet she wasn't used to stripping down in front of strangers, and she had even had a few talk-only visits with her gyneocologist before she felt sure enough to undress in front of him. She calmed herself with the fact that Dr. Weaver was a woman, and reminding herself that she had showered together with other girls at school after sports she quickly slipped out of her clothing and arranged them on a nearby chair, before hopping onto the examination table.

As she lay on the table, Jill got more conscious of her nakedness. The air was cool to the bare skin, and after a minute she felt her nipples grow hard. With no clock to look at it seemed like an hour until the doctor came back, wearing a stern expression.

"Ms. Summers, we have a little problem that we need to talk about."

Jill was startled. She didn't have a clue what the woman referred to, but judging from the sharp words it must be something serious. "What do you mean?"

"Did you really tell me everything about your, ehm, history?"

The doctor's dark brown eyes pierced hers now. Trying to make her mind up, Jill suddenly became aware of how awkward the whole situation was, her naked being interrogated by the physician. She felt her face blushing furiously.

"Sorry, Dr. Weaver, I don't know what you're referring to."

"Then let me try to help you." The doctor moved close to the table, which somehow made this situation really intimidating. "Didn't you, mabe accidentially, slip in the wrong answer to the questions about drug experiences?"

"Drugs?!" Jill almost shouted. "But I've never taken drugs in my life!"

"The tests we made tell something different."

Jill had to put her hands onto the table to stop them from trembling. How could this be? She knew that drug abuse would be a major offence against the working contract, so she would be immediately fired if word got to her boss about that.

"But I haven't taken any drugs, I swear! Someone must have put them into my drinks yesterday!"

The doctor only sent her a cold smile. "I see, but you don't think I've heard that explanation before, do you?"

Jill was desperate. How could she convince the doctor that this was a mistake, that she had never actively taken drugs? She needed to, as she was dependent on her job. What her employer didn't know was that she had to pay a monthly fine due to a car accident she had had six month ago, with a little too much to drink. Loosing her job meant no money to pay the fine, which in turn meant that she had to go to jail.

"But maybe there was an error with the test?" She asked expectingly.

"I'm sorry, no error. We did it twice, with two different samples and two different machines, and we got exactly the same results."

"But I can't loose my job! Please, you can't report this!"

"I can't?" The doctor was angry now, running her hand through her mane of red hair. "I'd rather say I can't not report this. Can you imagine what happened if word got out I'm betraying my customers?"

"Please, Dr. Weaver, please don't report it." Jill was sobbing now. "Please. I'll do whatever you want, but please don't report me."

"I'm sorry, but ? wait, did you say whatever I want?"

"Yes, anything! Anything, if you don't tell my boss!"

"Does that anything really mean 'anything', Ms. Summers?" A sly smile was now playing around the doctor's mouth, but Jill was too eager to jump on this chance to notice it through her tear filled eyes.

"Anything you want. Really anything!"

"Then I might have an idea." Jill let out a sigh of reliev, but was instantly brought back be the doctor who had gripped her right arm firmly. "But before you relax, what I'll request of you won't be easy, nor will it be painless. It's your choice."

With this words, Dr. Weavers other hand had travelled to Jill's left breast, first squeezing it hard, then forcefully pinching her nipple. Jill gasped at the sudden pain, but it brought her some ideas of what Dr. Weaver might have in mind with her. But having to sexually please an older woman would most propably be worlds better than spending two years in prison. And if rumurs were true, she might get raped in prison just as well.

"I'll do it, whatever you ask of me."

"Like I said, it's your choice, but I'm happy you agreed. But to get to see if you are serious, I'll have to do a few tests. Turn over and get on your hands and knees."

Jill immediately complied, and while she heared the doctor rummaging through some drawers she didn't dare to turn her head. A weired sensation ran through her body that made her head spin. She still couldn't believe what was happening here. An hour ago she had just been a normal woman, with a job, a nice rented flat, and the only thing troubling her if she would get a pay rise in the next time. Now she was to be the lesbian plaything for this doctor, fifteen years older than her. Fresh tears trickled down her face.

**

Something cold and wet pressed between her ass cheeks, and Jill jumped.

"Now, now." Came the voice of the doctor. "Nothing to worry about. We'll just see that you are nice and clean."

Jill recognized the thing as a gloved finger with some kind of lubricant on it. The finger pressed harder against her rear opening, and she felt like she was about to shit. She had never been penetrated there, and it embarrassed her completely. Trying to focus on what was at stake, she managed not to pull away while the finger thrust into her rear and probed around.

A little later the finger was withdrawn and replaced by something bigger, and she instinctively flinched as it probed her anus.

"Relax, or it will hurt."

Jill tried her best, and soon something big slid into her anus, stretching her painfully. She let out a loud gasp, but in a blink the pain receded as the thing shoved into her seemed to become thinner again. What remained was a feeling of fullness.

"I'm about to give you an enema now. I've inserted a butt plug with a valve so you don't have to worry about keeping it in." The doctor informed her.

She felt a bit of tugging on the butt plug and suddenly a warmth spread from her inside. As the enema rushed into her, Jill felt her legs tremble slightly in reaction to the unknown sensation. The doctor told her not to move until ordered otherwise and left the room.

Jill didn't hear the door click closed and assumed that it had been left open. Trying not to think of the receptionist walking by she closed her eyes and focused on her own breathing.

The first two minutes went by without anything extraordinary apart from the still spreading warmth, but after that Jill felt a growing urge to empty herself. The warmth was more and more replaced by a steadily rising preasure from the inside. After about five minutes, which felt like an eternity to the young woman, her bowels started to growl, and she experienced the beginnings of light cramps. Ten minutes into the ordeal, the cramps got really heavy. A hot point seemed to run through her stomach in waves, and she begged in her mind for the doctor to come back and relieve her.

But it took another ten minutes until she heard footsteps approaching, and by this time she lying on her side in a fetal position, sobbing uncontrollably.

"Now, don't cry, Ms. Summers, you can get rid of it shortly." Hearing the voice and feeling a stroking hand on her thigh she was startled back into reality. Standing next to her was not the doctor, but the young assistant. Jill had never before in her life felt so humiliated. She wanted to scream loudly, but between the cramps she only managed a soft whimper.

"You have just a few thing to do, then we are finished." The girl assured her with soothing voice. "First of all, you have to sit up on your knees on the table."

Jill struggled to get up, only thinking of the moment she could get rid of the pain. The girl had to help her, as her legs ware shaking badly now. Once sitting upright on her legs she was told to spread her knees apart as far as she could. After that, she was told to rub and pinch her nipples. Complying, she noticed that, in spite of the pain she was in, they instantly got erect and were very sensitive now, even sensitiver as usual. And caressing and pinching them helped her take her mind from the pain in her stomach.

Next she was ordered to move one hand to her pussy, first to rub it, then to stick a finger inside and finger fuck herself. She again did as ordered, and with her eyes again closed she had only the sensations from that or the pain to focus on, giving her hardly a choice. Fingering herself aroused her, and though it added to her humiliation, she couldn't stop it. Soon she was humping her finger desperately, only trying to intensify this ecstatic feeling that was so much better than the fire in her bowels.

With a gurgling breath she came hard, her juices running freely over her hand. Her body was covered in sweat from head to toe, and her hand firmly pressed onto her crotch. But as the last waves of the orgasm receded, the pain was back, and stronger than before. She had to do her best to keep from toppling over.

The girl told Jill to get back on her hands and knees, and soon after some nestling with the butt plug Jill felt the pressure slowly lessen. She was still shaking every now and then when her body attempted to get rid of the foreign liquid all at once. After another ten minutes the assistant declared that she were sufficiently emptied now and removed the butt plug with a quick pull that Jill didn't mind anymore now.

"My, that looks funny," the assistant told her with a broad grin, "you'll have to wait a minute till your plucker will close again. You're gaping open so wide, I could drop a table tennis ball inside you without hassle." Fresh tears of shame began to cover Jill's face.

A bit later she was helped from the examination table. She didn't really recall dressing and driving home, nor could she really bear to think about what had conspired at the doctor's. Her mind was in a strange state of automatic drive, and she didn't even recall taking the small package that was now lying next to her on the passenger seat.

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Introduction: Jessica a young girl at the county fair is forced to take her fathers, pigs place when it is killed in a fire, will she win?. Prize Pig Story: #12 Copyright 2005 Written: January 05 2005 A story By: KaosAngel Proofed by: PiasaBird2004 Please send any comments about this story to ([email protected]) ********************************************************************** In a strange world before cannibalism, where actual pigs a cows were used for meat instead of human females we...

Prize Pig

Story: #12 Copyright ©2005 Written: January 05 2005 A story By: KaosAngel Proofed by: PiasaBird2004 Please send any comments about this story to ([email protected]) ********************************************************************** In a strange world before cannibalism, where actual pig's a cow's were used for meat instead of human female's we find ourselves at the 10th annual county fair where a some what strange pageant is about to take place. Jessica a short busty,...

Gracie 02 Squeal Like a Pig

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Gracie and I had a Big Day Out on Monday, the Queen's Birthday Holiday. There were events on all over town and we went to a free concert in the Park and I discovered that Gracie shares my love of classical music, especially the baroque. They played Vivaldi, Brandenberg Concertos and Mozart and we lay on the grass in the sun enjoying the music for hours. We had lunch on the Boardwalk and strolled along the riverbank than sat and watched the boats on the river. We stayed till dark and watched the...

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Rob Lavender, who was a college buddy of mine, invited me to spend a weekend at his folks farm one summer; “Jeb ‘ol buddy, come stay the weekend and experience some life on the farm. We’ll even be roasting a suckling pig by the poolside! How does that grab ya!” I eagerly looked forward to it as I’d never spent much time out off town. As it turned out, his folks’ place wasn’t really a working farm. But there was a barn still standing which housed some breeding boars and pigs! The family...

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The Two Thousand Guineas. At last! Jack Wetherley’s heart pounded, as the eleven horses trotted out onto the course. The bright silks of the jockeys added to the extra colour provided by the glamorous gowns worn by the lady spectators and the maroon, purple and vivid blues of the men’s jackets. The excited buzz of the massed crowds all around them, and the sunlight gifted for this early May festival heightened Jack’s already burgeoning anticipation.The waiting was almost over. All the care, all...

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Linda’s jaw felt sore, and she was relieved when the taxi-driver filled her mouth with his seed. She swallowed out of resignation, and not because she enjoyed it. The flash from the cab-drivers cell phone camera blinded her as he took a picture of her with his dick in her mouth. Her c-cups had popped out of teddy and the posts that went through her nipples scraped and caught against the fabric of the car seat as her Japanese boyfriend plowed her aching vagina from behind. He was standing...

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Andrew stretched out lazily on a grassy hill staring up at the beautiful blue sky. His eyes were focused entirely on a single wispy white cloud that seemed abnormally determined to get some place. Andrew wasn’t sure why but he’d imagined it as a wolf and that bush up on the mountain was a fat little pig. As far away as it was that pig had to be a couple of trees instead of a bush. That didn’t make it look any less like a fat pig waiting for the ravenous wolf to come and devour it. He’d been...

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Neutered White Fuckpig

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Jizz Pig

I am a Jizz-Pig, simple as that! I love gratuitous sex, lots of anonymous sex. I frequent any and every location where hookups can take place and am gluttonous when I find myself in these situations. The more jizz I swallow the better.I have a friend that always mocks me by saying: “Two legs and a penis, and you’re happy.” He is absolutely right. Big, small, good-looking, ugly, tall, short, clean, dirty, I don’t give a fuck! All I want is cock and cum. I have no interest in a relationship and...

First Time Adult Theatre Cum Pig

As I put my clothes back on, the Hispanic man, who just dumped a huge load in my ass, watched me. He would randomly call me a slut or a whore and ask me if i was ready for more cock than I could handle. I smiled at him seductively, I couldnt wait to see how great this would be.We arrived at the adult theatre about 30 minutes later. It was in a real shady part of town, and I was a bit nervous. We went inside and it was setup almost exactly like an old movie theatre. We walked in and there was...

Mah Sisters a Pig

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James Bondage QuickiesStuffed Pig

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Memories of a Cock and Cum Pig

I have been a submissive cock and cum pig for as long as i can remember. Some of my hottest memories are of sucking cock and getting face fucked at glory holes in a college town in Wisconsin. ( i have written out this story on a few different sites if this looks familiar) i would kneel for hours and suck cock after cock and i always loved the thicker cocks and the more aggressive men who liked to pussy fuck my mouth. One guy i sucked off in a glory hole lasted at least 45 minutes. He was a very...

Club Gomorrah Part 8 What is a Fuckpig

*Everything here is fiction.*Title: Club Gomorrah.Chapter Seven: What is a Fuckpig?Before we start let me just apologise for the long absence, I moved house, and started a stressful new job so I haven't had much time to myself to write.It’s a bit of a struggle to get back into writing Club Gomorrah when you’ve 70% forgotten everything you wanted to make happen so sorry again if this one is a bit slow but I needed to get back into the swing of things.“Belle, Belle, Belle… After everything I gave...

Mud Pigs

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Newport Adventures

This is a true story about the light of my life. She passed away from cancer years ago and I wrote this to remember her. She was an amazing person who left this world a better place. Enjoy. A true story This is a true story about the light of my life. She passed away from cancer years ago and I wrote this to remember her. She was an amazing person who left this world a better place. Enjoy. My wife and I were attending a car show in Newport Beach. It was at the Newporter Inn, a classically...

Diary of a fuckpig

It seems like i’ve only been asleep for five minutes when the alarm goes off. i feel so tired but i have another long day ahead of me serving my Pimp as His transvestite whore and sex slave. i run my fingers round my leather collar before throwing off the thin blanket which serves as my bed linen and start to get ready for another cycle of violent physical and sexual abuse. Looking down at my bed it’s a wonder i manage to sleep at all – it’s just a thin foam mattress stained with blood,...

Piggy

Disclaimer: this story is entirely fictional, and describes events that would never be condoned in real life. If you have trouble distinguishing between reality and fantasy, please seek help. If you find this material shocking or disgusting, I sincerely apologize for the unpleasant experience, and wish you well in the future. This writing was never intended to horrify, only to provide enjoyment for those of us who are into this sort of thing.First InterludeIt was a beautiful Saturday afternoon,...

Lets Play Piggy

Every once and a while she would watch them play together and it usually involved him touching her, sometimes in naughty places and other times him butting up right next to her when she knew he was all HARD in his pants. She didn't have that type of Daddy action at home and she was envious of her friends' fun with her Dad. It was finally getting warmer and her parents were going to go buy some plants and seeds, but she wasn't that interested. They seldom would allow her to be home by...

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