Gay Pig Transformation free porn video

Gay Pig Transformation - Part 1
-----------------------------------------------

It was dark when I woke, and I had a splitting headache. Where the hell was I? I was groggy but tried to look around the room, some kind of workshop apparently. I lay there confused, trying to remember how I ended up here and where 'here' was. My head was still swimming as I tried to sit up, only to have a shooting pain in my ass that almost made me want to throw up. I tried to roll over but found my hands and feet tied and as I looked around the room started to come into focus. I was naked and tied to some kind of workbench with shackles around my wrists and ankles tied to bolts at each corner of the bench.
'What the hell is going on?' I thought as I tried to remember what had happened. I remembered the guy who offered me a lift as I was hitch hiking and the bar we stopped at after driving for miles and that's the last thing I could remember. I had a headache, not to mention the burning feeling in my ass - what the hell was going on down there? Every time I moved I felt this searing pain from my ass and I felt like I wanted to do a dump. I tried to move closer to the edge of the bench in case I needed to shit but no amount of pushing did anything, it just made my ass burn even more.
I lay there trying to figure out what to do next - now that my head was clearer, I looked around the room to see what kind of place this was. There was a heavy wooden door straight ahead and on one side of the door I saw all these rubber things hanging on a peg mounted on the wall. Nothing made sense and my mind was hazy as I tried to take in the place where I seemed to be held captive.
'What kind of person does this sort of thing?' I asked myself but I didn’t have to wait long for the answer.
Suddenly I heard noises on the other side of the wooden door and the sound of a large sliding bolt being undone. I tried to lift my head up to confront whoever was responsible for holding me hostage, only to feel shit scared at what I saw. Through the door came the toughest looking dude I ever saw, muscles rippling out everywhere and he was followed by an equally tough looking leather guy behind him. All I could think of was 'SHIT!' as I realised what these guys were.
'So!' said the first leather guy. 'Welcome to our little world, ready for some fun?' I was shocked and speechless and the smaller guy could tell.
'Do you think he's ready?" the smaller guy said to the huge leather dude. 'I don't give a damn if he's not ready', said the large guy 'nobody knows he's here and he's ours to do with as we wish' he said and turned and gave me a sleazy look.
All I could think of was how scared I felt at the mercy of these two guys and there seemed to be somewhere to go. I looked at the huge leather guy - the leather pants, the leather harness and arms and chest covered in tribal tattoos. I was drawn to the huge rings through his nipples which swayed as he moved, and then I saw the one thing that scared me most of all. There was this enormous ring right through the end of his cock, a pa piercing which I had read about a long time ago, but nothing as big as this. The size of it was weighing his cock down so that his whole dick swayed as he walked.
Suddenly he started walking towards me and my heart rate went through the roof. I could feel myself sweating as I panicked and wondered what was about to happen. He reached towards my ass, "NO!' I screamed as he started to laugh and he turned to grin at his accomplice. He held up what looked like a black cord - 'What the hell is that?' I thought as he moved it through his hands.
'Ready for some fun?' he snarled and suddenly he yanked the cord which was attached to something stuck in my ass. I screamed as something huge was wrenched out of my ass followed by sprays of something wet. I felt like I wanted to be sick which only made him laugh even more. He held up the thing that had been in my ass and I recognized it as a huge butt-plug. The thing was the size of a small soda bottle and now my ass hurt like hell.
'How did you bastards get that up there?' I yelled as he put the butt -plug aside. 'How did I get here?' The huge leather guy laughed and leaned closer and I could smell the faint odor of sweat and something else that I didn't recognize.
'You're ours to do whatever we want with, nobody knows you're here and nobody will and soon you'll forget who you used to be, Pig!' he said with a snarl. 'You were just itching for this when I picked you up last night, you wouldn't have wanted a lift otherwise'.
'What the hell are you talking about, I just wanted a lift!' I screamed. The smaller leather guy cracked up laughing as I glared at him. 'You're going to get a lift alright, one of many' he said as he left the room and closed the door. I looked up at the huge leather dude who was suddenly breathing heavily. He was staring at me and looking me up and down with a sleazy look on his face. 'What can we do today, I wonder?' he said as he stepped back and stood at the foot of the workbench, staring at my ass.
All of a sudden he thrust three fingers into my ass, making me scream.
‘You asshole, what are you doing?' I yelled as I tried to break free of my restraints. 'Just getting you ready' he said as he forced his fingers deeper into my ass. My head went hazy and I didn't know if I was going to pass out or not. All of a sudden, the wooden door opened again and it was the smaller leather guy coming back carrying a couple of containers. I tried to look at them as he walked over but he made sure I couldn't see what he was carrying. The huge leather dude grabbed the larger container and opened it to scoop out the contents and with horror I realised what it was. He smeared it all over his right hand and half way up his arm as the smaller guy walked to the head end of the bench, both of them laughing like maniacs.
I felt a hand under my chin and my head was pulled back so I was looking up at the smaller guy standing over me. He held the smaller bottle under my nose and yelled 'Breathe this, you Pig!' I struggled and refused, knowing what it was he wanted me to breathe in. I felt a shove between my legs as the big dude tried to ram his hand up my ass, making me scream. The smaller dude shoved a ball gag in my mouth and tied it around the back of my head - I felt completely defenseless and afraid as they began their assault. The smaller dude placed the bottle under my nose again and waited for me to breathe. I struggled and held my breath; there was no way I was giving in to these bastards without a fight. I started to get dizzy but it became too hard and suddenly I inhaled like I'd never inhaled before. The poppers went straight to my head and I felt like the room was spinning. My ass suddenly started quivering as though I was about to take a huge dump and both guys started laughing at once.
The huge dude yelled "Come to Daddy!' as he started stretching my hole with his greased up hands...



Gay Pig Transformation - Part 2
-----------------------------------------------
My ass felt like it was on fire as the huge dude shoved two fingers up my ass and spread them wide, stretching my hole. The poppers were messing with my head and I felt like I was about to cum. The huge dude then pulled his hand out and then jammed it straight back in – this time with 3 fingers and pushed hard until he was in past his knuckles. He started stretching his hand open and closed, working my hole hard. I didn’t know if it was the poppers or the shock of it all but I suddenly developed a raging hard on. “What’s happening to me?” I remember thinking. “These queers have got me like this and I’m having a hard on?” Nothing seemed to make sense but suddenly I felt the dude standing over my head grab both of my nipples and squeeze hard.
I felt like I was in pain and having an orgasm at the same time, just as the huge dude at my bottom end reached for more lube and forced it up my hole. I looked at him as he smiled and then suddenly jammed his hand into my hole. I threw my head back and wanted to scream but the ball gag didn’t budge – the pain in my ass was unbearable and I didn’t know if I was about to throw up or just pass out. The room went hazy and I heard both of the guys laugh as the huge dude began rotating his hand inside my ass. All of a sudden his knuckles worked their way over my prostate and I just about blew my load. I started shaking and wriggling to try and get free of the retrains but the big guy was having none of it.
He simultaneously grabbed my cock with his free hand and pushed his other hand deeper into my ass, as he continued to twist it backwards and forwards and wanked me at the same time. I felt my ass stretch to its limit as I looked down to see his huge tattooed forearm buried half way up my ass. The rest of his forearm was huge and I thought “There’s no way any more of that will fit up there”, - but how wrong I was. The smaller dude stopped playing with my nipples, yanked the ball gag out of my mouth and walked down to the business end where the big dude was. The smaller guy suddenly reached for the lube and scooped a handful out and sneered at me “How much can you take pig?” I was shit scared and would have shit myself if my ass hadn’t been stuffed full of beefcake forearm. The smaller guy then proceeded to smear the big guys remaining exposed forearm with the lube and suddenly I realised what was about to happen.
“NO!” I screamed as the big guy moved forward and put some of his weight into the action. I watched in horror (not to mention substantial amounts of pain) as I saw the rest of his greased up arm start to slide slowly up my ass. Inside, I could feel him balling up his hand and unclenching it again as he inch by inch continued his assault. “I can’t take it anymore” I yelled as I could feel my ass reaching its threshold. I was terrified that these guys were going to ruin my ass with the amount of force they were using, but the big guy was unrelenting.
He leaned in close and said “The show’s over when I say it is, Pig.” and he forced his arm another inch up my ass. The smaller guy was eyeing off my ass like he’d seen something incredible and suddenly started to jack off on the spot. He seemed to be wanking in rhythm with the big guy as he started rapidly forcing his whole forearm into my ass and then sliding it back out until only his hand was inside me.
This went on for ages as the big guy worked my hole over and over until he was punch fucking me so hard I was almost exhausted. “You crazy bastards!” was all I could manage as all my strength had just about gone. The big guy suddenly wrenched his arm out of my ass and I felt totally empty except for the globs of lube that were dropping out of my ass. My ass felt as itchy and loose as possible and I felt this twitch there that I’d never felt before. The two guys were standing and smiling and staring down at my ass. I was too exhausted and sore to say anything and I didn’t have the strength left to fight against the restraints. “Do you think he enjoyed it?” said the small guy to the bigger one. “I think so!” said the big guy as he wiped huge amounts of lube from his thick forearm. “But I think we need to make sure!”.
At those words I lifted my head to see what the hell was going on. “I think we’ll try out the new toy” said the big guy as he walked over to a corner of the room. The smaller guy started laughing and when the bigger guy turned around I realised what was about to happen. “Ready to play?” said the big dude as he lifted up an enormous rubber object the size of a fire extinguisher with a large round base at the bottom. “Oh, God, NO!” I screamed as he walked towards me and stood between my legs. They both grabbed the base off the thing and aimed it at my exposed hole – it was an enormous thing and much bigger than the forearm he had just used. They both looked at each other and smiled “Bottoms up!”



Gay Pig Transformation - Part 3
-----------------------------------------------
I tried to resist as they rammed the huge dong against my hole and I knew there was no way it was gonna fit. The pain was incredible as they tried to force the thing into my hole but it wouldn’t budge. The smaller guy walked round to the side of my and slammed his fist hard into my stomach and I was winded instantly. ‘Push like you’re trying to have a shit, you pig!’ he roared as he glared down at me. I did as I was told as the bigger guy jammed the dong slightly further into my hole and I felt my hole begin to stretch to accommodate the enormous shaft. The bigger guy was adding more and more lube around the shaft as he began twisting it from side to side in an effort to get it up my ass, but the thing was slightly tapered and I knew I wasn’t going to be able to stretch that far.
He leaned forward, placing the base of the thing against his abdomen and began to push hard. I tried to scream but the smaller guy grabbed the ball gag and jammed it back into my mouth. The pain was excruciating as the dong slowly stretched its way into my hole, I could feel my ring almost at breaking point but still the dong kept sliding in. I didn’t think I could take much more, but the smaller guy grabbed a mirror off a shelf and stood at my feet, aiming it at my ass so I could see what was happening. I looked in horror as I saw my ass stretched beyond recognition with the huge dong plugging it airtight. It was still only about half-way in with at least 4 inches still to go until the base.
‘You want more, boy?’ leered the big tattooed due and he increased his pressure.
The smaller guy kept slapping on more lube in an effort to make the job easier but I thought I was going to pass out as I struggled to try and lift myself in the opposite direction from the force of the dong. ‘Ha! You like it boy?’ thundered the big dude. ‘You’ll be squealing like a pig when we’re finished with you!’ he yelled as he continued forcing the dong further in and I suddenly felt my insides fill as the shaft worked its way up inside.
I suddenly wanted to shoot my load, but the smaller guy was already ahead of me. He grabbed my cock and started pumping as hard as he could and the bigger dude began ramming the dong in and then all the way out again and then thrust straight back in again. At each hard thrust he was working the dong further and further in and my ass was burning like hell. He rammed on and on for what seemed like hours but was probably only minutes until finally he rammed the whole dong home.
I tried to yell as my sphincter snapped tight around the indent at the base of the dong and I was fully plugged. I could feel all 14 inches of the rubber monster inside me and every time I moved I was reminded of how full my ass was. My ass started to spasm as it was being kept stretched as far open as possible – the big dude put the mirror down near my ass and showed me the result of what he’d done. I stared in shock as I looked at my ass ring completely stretched tight around the end of the dong, as puffed up and purple as I’d ever seen it. ‘What the hell have you done?’ I screamed as a shooting pain radiated up through my ass and all I wanted to do was to shit out that bastard of a plug. The big guy slapped his hand hard against the base of the plug and I threw my head back and tried to scream as the pain hit hard. They both stood there laughing as my eyes began to water and my ass began to throb. I started to pull against the restrains as the burning in my ass got stronger.
‘Not so fast, pig’ yelled the bigger dude as he held me down. ‘Your ass burnin?’ he snarled as he looked me up and down. I nodded in agreement and looked at him as if to tell him I’d had enough.
‘We’re nowhere near finished’ he yelled as he looked me over. ‘As we said, nobody knows you’re here and we can do with you whatever we want’.
He looked at the smaller dude and back at me ‘The sooner we get you looking like both of us the better, none of this fancy private school look in here, pig. We’re gonna get you lookin’ hard, so you get us HARD!’ he boomed as they both laughed. I looked at both of them in horror, I didn’t particularly want to look like either of them, least of the all the big dude. The smaller dude grabbed something off a shelf on the wall as I started to struggle with the restraints again. I was getting shit scared with whatever they had planned and the sooner I got out of this hell hole the better. ‘No use strugglin’ – we made sure you can’t get away, said the bigger dude as he grabbed the bundle of straps from the smaller dude. He unraveled what he was holding and held it up. For a second I didn’t know what it was but suddenly it became clear and I started struggling again.
The bigger dude unlocked the padlock attached to the butt plug harness and put the harness between my legs as I struggled. He twisted the base of the dong into the harness as it locked into the mounting and then he tightened the straps around my waist and between my legs, forcing the dong to stay in place. He grabbed the adjustable strap that ran between my legs and yanked it tight, jamming the dong firmly up my ass and making me want to scream again, and then clamped the padlock on, locking everything in tight. ‘Now, pig!’ said the bigger dude ‘that stays in until we say it can come out. You’re going to learn some discipline and that hole of yours is going to stretch as far as we can make it. No more bloody whimpering and whining, you’ll take it like a man and learn to love it, pig!’ he bellowed as he stood there glaring at me.
I was too shocked to do anything and didn’t have the strength to fight back. All I could think of was how the hell I would ever get out of here and the disbelief that this is what the rest of my life could be like. ‘Now, as for your prissy choir boy look, that ends NOW!’ he yelled as he left the room. The smaller dude just stood there with an odd looking smile on his face as he waited for the big guy to return. I heard the big wooden door creak open as the big dude returned carrying a box of things that I couldn’t make out. The smaller dude was standing in the way so I couldn’t see what was going on but all of a sudden I heard a motor start up and the bigger dude held up a pair of electric hair clippers. ‘Now, pig, you’re going to look more like one of us from now on’ he said as he grabbed me by the hair and started mowing chunks of hair off the top of my head.
After only a few minutes, there was nothing left and the smaller guy got to work with a razor and finished off the job. He held up the mirror and I was astonished – gone was my usual conservative look and I looked more like my bastard captors than ever. I was shit scared but also a little turned on at the same time. The smaller guy said to the big guy ‘Have you organized Boxer for tonight?’ and the bigger guy nodded in reply as he yanked the ball gag from my mouth and I sucked in some cooler air. ‘Boxer?’ I blurted out in anger ‘What’s that? Another one of your bloody great surprises?’. They both roared with laughter as I threw myself about, trying to break the restraints, even though I knew it was futile. ‘You’re gonna love Boxer, Pig!’ said the big guy. ‘He’s gonna make you look even more like us and more like the pig you’re gonna be.
Soon, you’ll forget who you ever were and you’ll be nothing but a fucking pig for us to use as we want. We’ve got friends who are just dying to give you a workout and soon you’ll be the pig slut they’re after. That ass of yours is going to get the reaming of its life and you’re gonna learn to love it, pain or no pain!!!’ I screamed in horror at the thought of what was lying ahead – how the hell did this happen and what the hell was going to become of me. ‘And by the way, pig’ said the bigger guy ‘Boxer loves to play, and he loves to play with his toys.
That thing up your ass is nothing compared to the artillery he’s bringing over tonight.’ They both walked towards the door and the big guy turned around just before he walked out. ‘Make sure that ass is nice and stretched for tonight, because Boxer doesn’t have time for opening holes, he just gets down to business – and he’s rough - and he wants to have you taking two fists to the elbow by tonight and he doesn’t care how he goes about it as long as it happens’. He laughed as he snapped off the overhead light and left the room and slammed the door, leaving me alone in the dark.



Gay Pig Transformation - Part 4
-----------------------------------------------
I woke in shock as cold water was poured over me and I shook the water out of my eyes to see who the culprit was. Everything was blurry but I could make out a figure standing over me, laughing like a maniac. Suddenly I felt a massive shooting pain up my ass and I yelled in agony. The guy standing above me laughed again and slowly things came into view. He was the biggest toughest dude I had ever seen – nothing but pure muscle and I stared in awe as I wondered how much work went into keeping a body in that shape. My dick suddenly developed a hard on but I felt a shooting pain there as well at the same time. Dazed and confused, with a throbbing headache I looked down to see what was wrong and realised in shock what was causing the pain. A huge PA ring was sticking through the end of my dick, and somehow large rings had been put through my nipples as well. I stared at the big guy in disbelief – he was looking me over like I was some kind of new prized possession and I suddenly realized in horror who he was.
‘Yes, Pig! I’m Boxer, and as of today you are now my property.’ He snarled as he continued to look me over. I tried to move but the pain in my ass was almost unbearable. The last thing I remembered was being left in the dark with a huge butt plug jammed up my ass, but this Boxer guy seemed to know what I was thinking and was one step ahead of me. ‘How’s your ass, pig?’ he yelled. ‘Fucking sore, you bastard!’ I screamed back, but he suddenly grabbed me around the throat and held me vice-like, his face an inch from mine. An odor that smelled like old cigars wafted as he snarled in my face. ‘I OWN you, Pig. From now on you will refer to me as SIR!’ He flicked a finger at my nose and I felt a searing pain and my eyes began to water. I didn’t know what the hell had happened until he started laughing again. ‘You’ve got a ring through your nose, boy. Just like the Pig you’re gonna be!
That stays there for life, along with the ones in your nipples and cock – they ain’t never comin’ out’. I looked down again and suddenly realized he was right – the joins in the rings looked like they’d been welded or fused shut, and the rings looked like they were at least 4 gauge. Every time I moved everything hurt – no wonder, I thought because the piercings were huge.
The only thing that throbbed more than my cock was my ass – what the hell was down there? ‘What have you bastards done?’ I yelled in disbelief as I looked down to see that I somehow was also wearing a pair of leather chaps with the front missing and I could tell that nothing was covering my ass from the behind. ‘We turned you into a Pig – simple!’ he yelled and I could see he was getting off on my predicament. Soon, you will be leaving this place and coming with me. You’ll fit right in at my place – there will be lots of others who look just like you and will service us as we wish. ‘Service? EAT SHIT!’ I yelled as I tried fruitlessly to wrench myself out of the ankle and wrist restraints that I had been locked into. The big guy walked to the bottom of the table and stepped between my legs. Like lightning, he raised one of his combat boots and booted me straight up the ass – if the base of the mega-plug hadn’t been so big, the whole thing would have shot up my ass. The pain was enough to make me almost throw up – whatever was in my ass was huge and I could feel tears in my eyes as my ass throbbed and struggled against whatever was jammed up there. He walked back to my side ‘Don’t ever do that again, you hear?’’. I nodded in agreement as I hoped the raging pain in my ass would subside. ‘You will OBEY! IS THAT CLEAR’ he was screaming like he was out of control and his face was contorted with rage. ‘You are NOBODY! We own you and you will do as you are told!’ he screamed again and slammed a fist into my abdomen and I was completely winded.
I struggled to get my breath back as he paced backwards and forwards. ‘That plug up your ass is twice the size of the one that was in there when you fell asleep. Your ass needs to be bigger and god dammit, it will be! Once you fell asleep we came in here and administered a few d**gs to keep you that way. How do you think we did what we’ve done to you, and we couldn’t have jammed that massive plug up your ass if you were conscious, apparently you squealed like a pig with the one that was up your ass. I don’t take sissies, and you ain’t gonna be one – IS THAT CLEAR?’ he bellowed and all I could do was nod. ‘You are gonna learn to take anything up your ass that we want and you WILL NOT COMPLAIN! DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME, PIG?’ he bellowed as he walked to stand again between my feet. I tried to nod but was knocked flat by what happened next. He suddenly reached between my legs and yanked out the massive plug that had been up my ass. I could see gobs of lube spray everywhere just as I threw my head back and screamed as I could feel inch after inch of massive plug retreating from my ruined hole. The pain was incredible but at the same time I had a sudden raging hard on.
My cock leapt to attention and went rock hard and I wanted to wank like my life depended on it. My asshole was quivering and felt empty as the dude held up the plug that had been up my ass. It was enormous – it was almost a cone shape and the size of a CD at the base and was covered in thick globs of lube. ‘See what we’ve done to your ass, boy?’ yelled the dude as he held the mirror near my ass. I looked down in amazement and strangely felt a bit horny at the same time as I looked at my ravaged hole. It looked like a cunt, with my ass lips puffed up and purple and my hole open wide in the middle. I was afraid that it would never close properly again but the big dude could again tell what I was thinking. ‘You will learn to open it and close it at will, but it will stay looking like a pig-cunt, just how I like it.’ He walked over to the bench and I couldn’t see what he was doing until he turned around and he was carrying a huge container of lube back with him. I started to struggle because there was only one thing that could possibly be about to happen.
‘Don’t struggle, Pig!’ he yelled. ‘There’s no escape, nobody can hear you, so I think you’d better just get used to the fact that from now on your role in life is to be a Pig and just do as your told!.’ He slammed down the container of lube and ripped off the lid in one go. Scooping out a huge amount of lube, he slapped it against my hole, and violently shoved four fingers up my ass and greased me up inside. I tried to struggle, but it was useless – he smeared the lube all the way up his arm to the elbow and I braced myself for the assault. He looked brutal, and little did I know I was about to find out how brutal he could be. He held up his hand and made a fist, all covered in layers of lube. ‘I don’t do things slowly, Pig. My slaves and Pigs learn to open their holes very quickly, and you’re no exception!’ With that, he pushed his fist against my ass with all the strength he had and his hand popped right inside my ring. I threw my head back as the pain hit and I almost passed out, but he was nowhere near finished yet. ‘You’re gonna take it all, Pig!’ he yelled as he slowly pushed his arm up inside me, dilating my hole.
I tried to look down and realised how much thicker his arms were compared to the tattooed dude’s and I didn’t know how I was going to take it. Slowly, he kept pushing up inside and inch by inch his whole forearm was working its way in. Every inch stretched my hole larger and I kept thinking about how my ass would be ruined for life. I could feel his thick arm working its way inside, but his fist was the main thing I could feel. It was entering regions I hadn’t dreamed of and it suddenly reached a point where I felt like I wanted to cum. ‘Open your second ring, Pig!’ but I didn’t know what to do. I could feel him twisting his arm around inside me and my ass stretched even wider. He seemed to be twisting and turning his arm inside me trying to find something, and suddenly I felt what it was. He had pushed through whatever the problem was and I started spraying cum everywhere as he continued his assault. ‘We’re almost there, Pig!, he yelled as he gave a sudden thrust and I could feel my insides and my ass stretch wider than ever and I yelled as I came in loads. I was exhausted but it felt so good, all I wanted to do was shoot my load everywhere at once. ‘You like it, Pig?’ he yelled as he continued to pummel my ass and insides for what seemed like ages, and I looked down to see that his whole forearm had disappeared inside me, right up to the elbow. He grabbed the mirror and held it near my ass and I looked down to see my ass lips stretched wide, circling the girth of his massive arm. I felt so horny and didn’t care if my ass never snapped back to its normal size. ‘More. More!’ I screamed as he started pumping his arm all the way out and back in again up to the elbow, over and over - I came round after round – it was the most amazing feeling I had ever felt. ‘There’s my Pig!’ boomed the big guy as he smiled and started to laugh. He grabbed my cock and began to pump furiously as I continued to unload loads of cum in all directions. I was light headed and didn’t want this to ever end, the feeling was incredible.
The big guy suddenly pulled his arm completely out of my ass, and as his hand left my hole I shot a huge wad of cum as my ass fell empty.
He used his lubed up hand to scoop out the remainder of the lube from the container and slapped it all over his other hand and soon it was also greased up to the elbow. I felt a bit frightened at the thought of both arms entering me – surely after that my ass would never be the same again? The big guy seemed to be reading my mind again and smiled. ‘There’s no going back now, after this, your ass will never be the same again!’ he bellowed as he reached for my ass with both greased up hands….



Gay Pig Transformation - Part 5 (A)
-----------------------------------------------
I wanted to come as he slid first one hand and then the other into my stretched hole, the pain was intense and I didn’t think he’d be able to get both hands in but the look on his face told me a different story. “Relax that hole, Pig!” he bellowed as he increased the pressure and seemed determined to get both hands up my ass. I tried to relax but suddenly he thrust both hand forward and with a sudden ‘pop’ both hands made their way inside my ass and I wanted to scream and cum at the same time. “You like that, Pig?” he yelled as he started balling up both hands inside me. “ANSWER ME!” he yelled as I struggled to keep it together. “Yes, SIR!” I yelled as I tried to deal with the pain which was incredible. “You ain’t gettin’ any poppers this time either. I want you to feel every inch goin inside you and that ass of yours burnin’ because this is gonna be your life from now on” he snarled as he started working his hands around inside me. I was starting to sweat as he began to rhythmically pump his hands almost out of my ass and quickly back in again, working my ring over and over and stretching it like I’d never felt before. I was terrified that he was making sure my hole would never close again and I could only imagine what he has in store for me at the other place where all the other pigs were. He changed his position and started leaning forward and I knew exactly what was coming – my ass began to burn like hell and I wanted to scream.
He started laughing as he saw the look of pain on my face and it only made him more determined to ruin my hole. Slowly, he was sliding both arms into my ass and I could fill my insides fill with his hands as they worked their way up inside. Inch by inch I could feel my ass dilating and the thought of it made me horny and terrified at the same time. His arms where massive and I could only imagine the size my ass was stretching to just to accommodate the girth of his muscled arms. He had got both arms about a quarter of the way in when suddenly the door on the other side of the room opened and the big tattooed due walked into the room carrying a leather bag and it terrified me that I couldn’t see the contents. These bastards had a way of coming up with nasty (not to mention painful) surprises. Boxer stopped his assault on my hole and just kept his arms where they were, as I could feel my ass begin to throb. They both stared at me and I wondered what the hell was going on, and suddenly the pain hit – there must have been something else in the lube because my hole and inside sprang to life and were burning like hell. All of a sudden, Boxer yanked both arms completely out of my ass and I sprayed cum everywhere as my hole fell empty. “You ASSHOLES!” I screamed as I struggled and tried to stop the pain in my ass from burning.
“Bet you feel alive now, Pig!” snarled the tattooed dude as he slammed the bag down on the table next to the bench and then slapped one huge hand across my ass, making me scream. “Stop ya blubbin’, we don’t want some nancy pig!” he yelled as he rummaged in the bag and began to pull things out of it.
He turned around and was holding a set of keys “Now, we think you’re almost ready for the real stuff” he leered as he began to unlock the shackles keeping my legs attached to the bench. “WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE? WHAT DO YOU MEAN THE ‘REAL STUFF’?” I yelled and considered booting the bastard with my free boot. Like lightning, Boxer was around and beside the bench with my head in an armlock. “Don’t even think about it, Pig! We can make life very difficult for you, as if you haven’t learnt enough already! Nobody knows who you are, they don’t know you’re here, and soon you’ll be such a used Pig that you’ll forget who you ever were and your only existence is going to be pleasing us, GET IT?” he bellowed as he tightened his grip. “I tried to talk but couldn’t but just nodded in agreement and he released his grip. “Now, Pig. We’re gonna undo your hands and if you make one move, you’ll wish you were anywhere but here, YOU GOT THAT CLEAR, PIG?”. I nodded and the tattooed due moved around near my head and I could hear the click as the shackles were undone. “SIT UP!” bellowed Boxer and I tried to comply but the pain in my ass was incredible and I didn’t think I could do it. “I SAID, SIT UP!” and this time it was more like an insane yell and I sat bolt upright. Now that I was un-restrained I was worried what else they had planned for me, but it didn’t take long to find out. “Get off and stand up!” yelled the tattooed dude and I obeyed, although my balance was all over the place after being restrained for days on end or at least that’s how long it had seemed. “Step forward” said Boxer, which I did and suddenly I heard (and felt) a ripping sound across my back but amazingly no pain.
I was totally confused and they both started to laugh and I turned to see the tattooed dude holding up some kind of dressing and I was still confused. Boxer grabbed the mirror and brought it over and stood behind me – “Look what we’ve done!” he leered as I looked at the mirror and tried to figure out what had happened and it suddenly became clear. I tried to make out the words which were in reverse because of the mirror and I knew what they had done. In huge black letters about 3 inches high they had tattooed the words ‘FIST PIG’ across my lower back. I was stunned – when the hell had they done this? Boxer started to laugh “We did this when we gave you the meds to knock you out and ram that huge plug up your ass. The amount of squealing you did when we got the first plug up your ass was enough – we didn’t think you’d handle this as well”. It hit me all of a sudden – this was all my life was going to be – there didn’t seem to be any way of escape and even if there was, these bastards were doing their best to stop me finding it. I felt a bit like an a****l but strangely the thought of being fisted all the time made me horny in an instant. “Now, up on that bench, but this time facing down! We don’t want that tatt ruined – it’s your identity from now on, Pig” yelled Boxer and I climbed back onto the bench not knowing what to expect next. “On all fours!” yelled the tattooed due and I did as I was told – somehow being ordered around was also making me horny and I was starting to think going back to my old life wasn’t such a good idea after all.
I felt a hand probing around my ass, and then something soft being pushed inside and my dick went hard. It didn’t go any further in and I wondered what they were doing. “Now, Pig. Relax that ass and let us do the rest.” yelled Boxer. I did as he said and the tattooed due came to the head of the bench and placed the mirror so I could see what was going on. Boxer was holding some kind of funnel thing, the tip of which seemed to be what they had shoved in my ass. I could see the tattooed due holding a container of lube and he was stirring it with a stick and all I could think was ‘what the hell are they doing?’. I watched the tattooed due lift the container up and start pouring it into the top of the funnel and I knew what was next. I suddenly felt this cool wet sensation inside my ass and it seemed to be working its way up inside as the dude emptied the entire container into the funnel and waited for it to work its way through. I could feel my insides getting full as my chute took the entire load of lube and Boxer pulled out the end of the funnel. “Keep it in!” he yelled as I struggled not to blast cum out of my ass all over the place and I saw him grab a huge black buttplug and ram it up my ass. The pain was incredible but I knew by now if I screamed they would only make things worse so I bit my lip and waited for the pain to subside. The plug looked huge when I saw it in the mirror and it seemed to have snapped my hole watertight. “GET UP!” yelled Boxer and I rolled over off the bench and stood up. I couldn’t stand straight with the plug jammed up my ass but I did the best I could. “You feelin’ full, Pig?” “Yes Sir” I replied. “Do you know why we’ve done that to you, Pig?” “No, Sir!” I yelled back as I tried to deal with the burning pain in my ass.
“Get your ass in here!” Boxer yelled as he walked to the wooden door and opened it. I followed him through and down a narrow dark corridor which seemed to be part of some kind of basement. There were doors leading off in all directions but there seemed to be only one door dead ahead that interested Boxer.
He opened the door and ordered me through. Inside was almost dark and I couldn’t make out anything but suddenly Boxer shoved me forwards from behind. I turned around to see him leaving the room and closing the door behind him. I ran to the door as it closed and started yelling – what the fuck was this place? I heard movement behind me and I turned around and tried to make out what was going on. The only light in the room came from a few purple lights overhead but everything in the room seemed to be black – the walls and floor as well as the ceiling were all painted black, making it hard to see anything. I froze as I heard a deep voice out of nowhere “Well, we have our guest, finally!” I peered into the darkness and saw someone move – he was a huge leather dude, much bigger than the previous two and I just about shit myself but thanks to the plug that wasn’t going to be able to happen.
“COME HERE!” bellowed the leather dude and I slowly walked forward and I started to make out what this room was.
There were a few leather slings in one corner and a couple of benches as well as a table with the most enormous butt-plugs and dongs I had ever seen. The sight of it scared the shit out of me and I wanted to run but this guy wasn’t having a bar of it. I SAID, COME HERE!” and this time it was a yell.



Gay Pig Transformation - Part 5 (B)
-----------------------------------------------
(continued from Part 5A)..
I walked over to him and got an instant hard on – he was a huge dude, all muscle and leather with the same huge piercings and tattoos but he seemed even rougher and harder than the previous two. “I see they’ve got you looking respectable” he bellowed as he looked me over. “Have you been prepared?” he snarled, but I didn’t know what to say. “Don’t just look stupid, boy! Answer the question!” he yelled and he wailed behind me and slapped the butt plug hard. “You’ve just answered my own question, pig!” he yelled as he walked across to another door and opened it. I could see another dark room through the door but suddenly I could see movement and another big leather dude entered the room, and this one was even meaner looking. My hard-on rose as my heart rate sped up and I realised what was going on – the other room had been some kind of training room and this was the ‘real thing’. I started to panic because another leather dude came through the door followed by another one, each looking nastier than the previous one. By the time the first leather dude closed the door there were eight of them, all hard, nasty tattooed pierced pigs and they meant business. I couldn’t help but look at the size of their arms and realized that soon they would be inside me. I felt shit scared but turned on at the same time because I knew after this my ass could probably take anything and I knew these guys had a major fisting session in mind. The first dude came over and grabbed me by the arm and dragged me to the first sling and threw me on my back with my ass in the air.
One huge pig with a handlebar moustache came over and produced a set of keys and proceeded to lock my hands and feet to the shackles at the corners of the sling, exposing my ass in the air, plug and all.
My heart rate started to go through the roof as I could see the other leather pigs looking over the dongs and plugs on the bench and every now and then turning to look at me with smirks on their faces. The moustache pig was standing between my legs at the bottom end of the sling and looking me over as though he was planning something.
“Nice hole” he snarled as he prodded his fingers around my asslips which were stretched tight around the plug. I just about shot my load as my dick went hard and he noticed. “Men!” He yelled and they all turned around to look.” I was terrified at the thought of what was about to happen. “We’re ready for action!” he yelled and they all grabbed what they were holding and walked towards the sling. “Get that ass in the air, PIG!” yelled the moustached dude and I reluctantly did as I was told. He yanked the plug out of my ass and lube sprayed everywhere but most of it was still filling my ass and chute. “There’s enough lube there for all of us!” yelled the moustached pig as he plunged one fist right up my ass, making me want to cum. “Line up, Men! This will be an all-nighter and we ain’t stoppin’ until this guy can’t take any more!”
I looked up at the huge moustached duded as he was looking me over again, all the time working his arm up inside me, giving my hole a good stretching. “I see Boxer has made sure you can take one fist without too much trouble, how about two?”. “No, not all the way! You’ll ruin my ass!” I whimpered as I felt helpless and tried to struggle.
He started to laugh uncontrollably like a maniac and started thrusting his arm up my ass even harder. “That’s the whole POINT, Pig!” And we’re not talking about just 2 hands tonight – you’re ours to do what we want with and if we can get 3 hands up you tonight then so be it. He leaned in closer and snarled “And I don’t give a damn how much it hurts or how much it ruins your ass, PIG”. He stood back and started to pull his hand out, but stopped.
“Ready for more, PIG?” he yelled and rammed both hands up my ass, spreading my hole wide and I thought I was about to pass out. He leaned forward and inch by inch was sliding both arms up my ass, stretching my hole to its limit. “Is that burnin’, boy?” he snarled and I nodded. “Good, because that’s nothin’ compared to what your ass is going to get tonight!”.



Gay Pig Transformation - Part 6 (A)
-----------------------------------------------
A huge tattooed leather dude walked over and stood behind me, grabbing my head and shoving a bottle under my nose. “Breathe all you can pig, you’re gonna need a lot of this to get through what we’re gonna do to you”. My heart was racing as I complied and took a deep breath of the poppers. My head started to spin as my ass began to throb in rhythm with the moustached dude pummelling my ass. He was slowly pushing in with both hands and then pulling them almost back out of my hole and my ass was on fire. The dude behind me started playing with the rings in my nipples and I wanted to cum but the moustached dude wasn’t having it.
He pulled both hands out of my ass, leaving my stretched hole open and loose. He grabbed my dick hard and squeezed. “Not so fast, Pig!” he snarled. “You keep that in until I say you can cum, UNDERSTAND?” he bellowed and I nodded in shock. The dude behind me reached for my dick and started playing with my PA ring as the moustached dude went back to working on my ass. The big dude behind me grabbed my dick and pulled it towards him as the moustached dude pushed both hands inside my ass again and I badly wanted to cum. The pain intensified as he slowly pushed both arms inside my hole and I didn’t think I could take any more. My ass felt like it wasn’t going to stretch any more, but he had other ideas. “I CAN’T TAKE IT!” I yelled as I started struggling against the restraints, trying to find a way to escape. The big dude behind me grabbed my balls and squeezed hard, winding me completely. “You’ll take whatever we want you to take, PIG!” he yelled as he let go of my balls and went back to playing with my nipple rings. I could feel my dick getting hard as the moustached dude worked my ass over, the pain was incredible as he slowly worked his arms further in and my hole stretched even further. The dude behind me walked to the bottom end of the sling and held up a small mirror near my ass. My ass lips were huge and wrapped tightly around the massive forearms buried in my butt. I watched in awe as the arms slowly slid another inch into my ass, and the burning really started. I tried to hold it in, but it was just too much. “AAAAGGGHHH!”
I yelled as the moustached dude pushed further, really opening my hole up.
“SHUT UP, PIG!” snarled the moustached dude as he started really pounding my hole. “YOUR ARSE ISN’T GOING TO STRETCH WITHOUT A BIT OF EFFORT, SO CORK IT!” he yelled as he started twisting his arms around inside me and then I really wanted to cum. My whole body was trembling and the more I looked at the mirror I wondered how the hell my ass would ever close again. Suddenly, the moustached dude pulled both hands right out of my hole and to my amazement for a few seconds my hole stayed open, looking like an open cunt. My ass lips were swollen and huge and my ass felt so sore but almost in a good way. “PUSH THAT HOLE OUT, PIG!” yelled the moustached dude and I pushed hard like I was doing a huge shit. “HARDER!” he yelled and I put all my effort into pushing out and I was stunned when I looked in the mirror because the insides of my ass were poking out through my ravaged hole.
“YES!” yelled the moustached dude as he rubbed his hands around the outside of my hole, making it spread even more. “Nice rosebud!” said the dude behind me as they both looked at each other but there was a strange look in their eyes.
“Not bad for a start” said the moustached dude as lube began leaking out of my ruined hole. “KEEP THAT IN AS WELL!” he yelled as he grabbed a huge butt plug and rammed it hard into my ass, making me scream. “We’re not through with you yet, pig!” said the dude behind me as the hugest hardest looking pig walked over to the bottom of the sling. I stared in shocked silence as I looked him over, the meanest looking one of them all. He was at least 7 feet tall and covered in tattoos and looked like he had been born in a gym with the muscles he had.
I looked apprehensively at his forearms and my heart started racing – I’d be flat out getting one of his arms up my ass let alone two, and even one would permanently ruin my ass. He also had huge rings in his nipples but I looked down at his dick and he had a huge padlock through the end where a PA ring should have been. I really knew I was in trouble because the look on his face meant business. He had so much metal in his face it wasn’t funny.
He had huge stretched holes in his earlobes with enormous rings hanging in them and he had a thick ring through his septum which wobbled as he moved. I stared in amazement at what he had done to himself – he had 3 spikes poking out below his bottom lip and a spike through each eyebrow which made him look even meaner. Suddenly he spoke and I just about wanted to shit myself. “NICE ASS, PIG BOY!”. All I could do was nod as my voice seemed to have disappeared but I was more afraid now than I had been with any of the other pigs. He reached one hand towards my ass and I started to struggle, just as he stopped and began laughing. “What’s the matter, little piggy a bit scared? Your ass hasn’t seen anything yet!” he yelled as he jumped into another sling beside me. “You want to know what we’re gonna make of you?” he snarled as the moustached dude walked to the bottom end of his sling with a container of lube and a couple of the hugest dildos I’d ever seen.
The moustached dude lubed up the biggest dildo and then aimed it at the sling dude’s ass. The thing was massive and I thought ‘there’s no way you’ll get that in you, it’s way too big for anyone’ but the moustached dude pushed hard and the sling dude moaned and groaned as the torpedo slowly went into his ass. I was stunned to see something that huge going up without splitting him in two but the look on his face said every inch hurt like hell. Strangely, he was yelling for more “RAM THAT UP ME - AND HARD!” he yelled and I knew this was one seriously sleazy pig.



Gay Pig Transformation - Part 6 (B)
-----------------------------------------------
After about a minute, the whole dildo was up his ass and he was smiling as he looked over at me. “That’s how you do it, pig, and soon you’ll be doing it too!”. I stared in horror as the moustached dude held up a mirror near the sling dudes ass so I could see and his ass lips were swollen and purple and huge. The plug was jammed in tight but his stretched hole was absolutely huge and I wondered how much he had gone through to get it like that.
Little did I know that it wasn’t going to be long until I’d find out. The sling dude rolled over and stood up out of the sling but with the massive dildo up his ass he couldn’t stand up straight. He half squatted and walked towards my sling and suddenly groaned as he forced the massive plug out of his ass like a massive shit. The dong slammed into the floor as he stood upright and wiped some of the sweat from his forehead. He started playing with my nipples and the PA ring in my dick. “Nice, they’ve done some good work on you” he said as he started walking around the sling, eying me off. “There’s still a lot of work to do, I want you looking more like me, and taking a fist like me so you’re a proper pig!” he snarled as he walked to the bottom end of the sling and slapped the butt plug hard and my ass started to spasm.
He began rubbing my ass lips around the outside of the plug and I wanted to cum badly. “Nice mancunt!” he snarled as he kept playing with my hole. “We’ll get it bigger and sloppier than that, you just need as much ass work as you can handle” he snarled as he suddenly grabbed the butt plug and wrenched it out of my ass. I could see lube spraying everywhere, most of it onto the mean pig and he wiped it away. He grabbed something out of a pocket in his leather pants and I tried to see what it was but he had turned away. I noticed that he also had a tattoo across his lower back that read “FIST PIG” and I started to wonder if he had ever been in my situation and the thought of looking like him was getting me hard. From behind, I could tell from the sounds what he was doing as he snapped on some latex gloves and turned around. My heart started to race because I knew what was coming next.
He started poking my hole with the fingers of his left hand and then scooped out some lube and smeared it over both hands and half way up both forearms. I started to struggle against the restraints because I knew I wasn’t going to be able to take his huge hands and arms. He pushed 3 fingers into my ass and spread my hole open, and then started to push his whole hand inside.
I had trouble breathing as my ass stretched to breaking point around his knuckles and he suddenly rotated his hand and I just about blew my load. The moustached dude was standing near my head, and held my head still as he placed the bottle under my nose. “Breathe it, PIG! You’re gonna need this!” he yelled as I inhaled and the poppers went straight to my head and then my ass. I could feel my ass dilating as the pig pushed his hand in and my hole opened right up to take his whole hand, and then my ring snapped tight around his wrist. I started to scream as the pig began pushing his lubed arm up inside me and the moustached dude held the bottle under my nose, forcing me to breathe the poppers in as I struggled to keep still. My ass was on fire as inch by inch the pig managed to force his arm up inside me and my ass was throbbing and spasming wildly as the assault continued. I could feel the pig feeling around inside me and I knew this time what he was doing, trying to find where my chute went so he could get his massive arm deeper inside me. “I think we’ll try for the elbow” snarled the pig as he seemed to have found where he was going.
“NOOOOOOOO!!!” I screamed as I looked down and saw his forearm buried half way up my ass and it was huge.
The pain was incredible as he pushed harder and slowly continued working his arm up inside. I was sweating and having trouble breathing as his arm moved inside me into regions I’d never experienced and I became light headed and thought I was going to pass out. Suddenly he moved and his hand inside me twisted and I started to orgasm. My whole body (not to mention my ass) was throbbing as I hit the point of no return and suddenly I wanted more and the pig could tell. “THAT’S MY BOY!” he yelled as he kept pushing his arm further inside and I began to spray cum everywhere as my ass began to orgasm. The pain was incredible but it also felt so good that I didn’t want it to end. “YES!” snarled the pig and I looked down to see his arm buried in me right up to the elbow. The moustached dude walked to the bottom end of the sling to have a look. “Nice work!” he said as he looked at the arm buried in my ass. “Now that’s what I call a stretched hole!”.
They both looked at each other and nodded as the pig slowly pulled his arm out of my ass. As every inch slipped out I shot more cum everywhere until his arm fell out of my open hole and I felt exhausted. My ass was sore, but in a good way as I lay there trying to get my breath back and the two dudes seemed to be planning something. The moustached dude walked to the bottom of the sling and I smiled as I stared at him. After the fist I’d just taken, one or both of his hands would be nothing, but little did I know what he had planned. “Now, pig” said the pig dude. We’re gonna really work your ass good!”. The moustached dude started lubing up both of his hands and arms and to my horror the pig dude was doing the same. The moustached dude put his hands together as he started to push them both into my ass. From behind him, the pig dude reached around and put one of his huge lubed up arms between the moustached dude’s and looked right at me. “I say we go for 3 and then maybe 4 if he survives this! And no poppers this time, you’re gonna feel every inch of your ass stretching this time!” he yelled as I struggled madly looking for a way to escape. They both looked at each other and snarled as they began forcing their hands inside my ruined hole…..



Gay Pig Transformation - Part 7 (A)
-----------------------------------------------
The pain was incredible as I struggled to get free, but no amount of fighting was going to stop the assault these Pigs had planned. The more intense the pain got the more I struggled against the restraints and the tattooed pig was laughing like a maniac. “Is your ass on fire, Pig?” he yelled as inch by inch all 3 hands pushed inside my hole and suddenly they popped inside. I threw my head back and screamed as the pain hit “You Bastards, get them out!” I yelled as I thrashed about and tried to ride out the pain which was incredible. My ass started to spasm and the pain became even worse but the tattooed pig just stood there, breathing heavily. I was in agony as I realised what the hell the poppers had been for and this was the first fisting where I wasn’t getting any to help the pain and these bastards somehow expected to get 3 arms up me. “I CAN’T TAKE IT!” I screamed as the pain became unbearable but the tattooed Pig wasn’t showing any mercy.
He looked me up and down and suddenly slammed his spare fist into my stomach, winding me and almost causing me to throw up on the spot. “DID I ASK YOU TO SPEAK, PIG?” he snarled as I tried to hold back the tears from the pain of my ass and now my stomach.
“NO PIG OF MINE IS GOING TO RELY ON POPPERS ALL THE TIME, ESPECIALLY WITH THE AMOUNT OF USE WE’VE GOT IN MIND FOR YOU.” He yelled. “I WANT YOU FEELING EVERY INCH OF WHATEVER WE SHOVE UP YOU SO STOP YOUR WHIMPERING AND JUST GET ON WITH IT!” and this time he sounded more out of control. By now my ass was burning and my ring felt as though it was close to breaking point but I knew better now than to say anything at all. The only thing I could try and do was to zone out and see how I survived being the target of their sleazy fantasy. Slowly, they started pushing their arms inside my ass and the burning intensified as my ring stretched to accommodate their wrists but I knew this was only going to be the start. The tattooed Pig was using his free arm to grab the container of lube and started spreading loads of it all over the arms that were buried up my butt and I knew they really meant business this time. Suddenly, they both gave a small shove and their arms must have slid in at least 2 inches as I let out a yell as the pain suddenly hit. Taking their wrists was bad enough but now I had deal with these massive forearms ravaging my hole and I knew if I survived this at all I wouldn’t be walking for a week.
I looked at both of them and they were both leering at me and staring at my ass with their eyes wide open. All I could think of was how huge my hole must have been and if it would ever close again after this but they weren’t stopping anytime soon. The tattooed pig leaned in close and whispered “Does that feel good, Pig?” but all I could do was shake my head. Once more he shoved his arm in another 2 inches and I screamed again. He leaned close again and whispered “I asked you, does that feel good, PIG?” and all I could do was shake my head as the pain became too much. Suddenly I was in absolute agony as all 3 arms were rammed another couple of inches up my ass and I could hardly breathe as I tried to fight against the incredible pain shooting up my ass. This time he leaned in again and yelled “I WON’T ASK YOU A THIRD TIME! DOES THAT FEEL GOOD, YOU GOOD FOR NOTHING, LOWLIFE PIG?” and I just nodded as I tried to hold back the pain. I didn’t have enough energy left to fight against the restraints and I realised that was exactly how they wanted it and the way they were looking at me said everything. Without any warning, they both started leaning in hard against their arms buried up my ass, and the assault continued. I tried to block out the pain as they inch by inch managed to force their arms up my ass and by the time they were both in almost up to the elbow, I was shaking and sweating from the pain.
I could barely feel my ass by now as it had almost gone numb from the shock of what they had done but all I could think of was how the hell my ass would stay closed after this. A few of the other pigs came over and stood around watching and suddenly they were all wanking their own pierced dicks as they watched the show. I looked down and was amazed to see my own dick standing to attention and rock hard, just as the tattooed Pig made a grab for it.
He wrapped his spare hand around my dick and started wanking me for all he was worth and all of a sudden my ass began to orgasm. I could feel each wave as it hit and I felt as horny as hell and started yelling “More! More” as the tattooed pig yanked on my tool. The pair of Pigs started pulling their hands out almost to the wrists and then all the way back in again almost to the elbow and the tattooed Pig seemed to be trying to time it with the way he was wanking me. All I wanted to do was cum everywhere but they started rhythmically pounding my ass and the feeling of my ass ring opening so large and then shrinking as they almost pulled out was turning me on.
They were both starting to get rougher as they pounded my ass harder and I could feel that I was about to cum just as the tattooed dude let go of my dick and I sprayed cum everywhere like a fountain, hitting a few of the other pigs standing nearby. My ass was orgasming everywhere and I was cumming in bucket loads as they kept ramming their arms up my ass and all I could think of was wanting more and more and I realised I was becoming the very Pig they wanted me to be and that was turning me on even more. Without any warning, they both yanked their arms out of my ass and lube sprayed everywhere as my ass tried unsuccessfully to close behind them and I came round after round as my ass throbbed and fell loose. I could hear voices all around the room whispering and then I heard one Pig yell “LOOK AT THAT HOLE!” and I knew he was talking about mine as I could feel my ass still hadn’t closed properly. The tattooed due held up the mirror and placed it near my ass so I could see and I was speechless when I looked at it – it didn’t look so much like an ass anymore as a huge crater. All I could see was a huge hole where my ass used to be closed and my asslips around the outside were swollen and huge and as I pushed out and in they expanded and stretched like some kind of alien mouth pulsating in and out. I was amazed and turned on at the same time but suddenly I felt shit scared – how the hell was I ever going to able to take a normal dump again? The tattooed dude seemed to be reading my mind as he said “Don’t worry about it, Pig. Soon you’ll be shitting like a horse, the same way I do and we’re not letting your ass go back to the way it was, so stop worrying about it. Besides, I’m not quite finished with you yet today. GET UP!!!” and it was more of a command than a request.
The moustached dude produced the set of keys again and unlocked the shackles holding me to the sling and I tried to get up. My ass was still burning as I sat up and it felt strange as I sat up in the sling as my swollen asslips were rubbing against the edge of the sling, turning me on again. “STAND UP” he yelled and I complied – I was learning very quickly it was much easier to just do as I was told rather than risk whatever would happen afterwards. “FOLLOW ME” he barked as I started to walk forward, only to hear and feel a sloppy mess land on the floor between my legs as the loads of lube that had been jammed up my ass were finally ejected by gravity. I followed the tattooed Pig across the room and with each step I was beginning to orgasm as my asslips rubbed together and they felt massive with every step I took. The Pig stopped at some kind of bench and ordered me onto it. “FACE DOWN AND ASS UP!” he bellowed as I climbed onto what looked like some kind of strange fisting bench. He locked my arms into the restraints at one end and then proceeded to arrange my legs in a way that my ass was sticking straight out behind and was completely exposed. I wondered what was next and I could hear the tattooed dude rummaging around a bag and all I could think of was what ‘nice’ surprise he had in store for me this time. I heard the click of a padlock and wondered what he was doing because he had already locked me in.



Gay Pig Transformation - Part 7 (B)
-----------------------------------------------
I then heard a bottle of something being squeezed out and I jumped as suddenly something cold was smeared on my ass and he plunged 2 fingers up my ass and lubricated me inside and then pulled them out again. I waited to see what was going to happen next but it seemed as though minutes were passing and nothing was happening. I tried looking around but all I could do was look from side to side and I could see the other pigs ravishing each other’s holes in the slings on the other side of the room. Suddenly, the tattooed Pig appeared next to me, and he was wanking himself. I looked down in horror to see an absolutely huge PA ring through the end of his dick and he was lubing himself up. The thing was massive and suddenly I realised what the padlock noise had been and I started to struggle.
“IT’S NO USE, PIG! HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU THAT YOU ARE MINE AND I’LL DO WITH YOU AS I WISH”. He started wanking even faster and his tool leapt to life and grew into a 12 inch monster and I thought I was going to be sick. It was thick and massive and the PA ring made the thing look like a monster as it throbbed and the veins popped out everywhere. “YOU’RE ALMOST A PIG, BUT NOT QUITE!” yelled the tattooed Pig.
“DON’T WORRY, BOY, I’LL FIX THAT FOR YOU!” and he disappeared to the other end of the bench as I tried uselessly to struggle against the restraints. I felt him grab me by the harness around my shoulders and all I could do was hold on for whatever he had planned. In an instant, he had rammed his whole 12 inches up my ass and I suddenly wanted to scream and shit myself at the same time. I was bucking and thrashing but that only seemed to turn him on more as he tightened his grip on the harness and proceeded to fuck the life out of me.
I was sweating and my dick was throbbing as he pounded my ass and I saw my own dick spring to life and swell with the PA ring swinging like a pendulum as he kept slamming my ass hard. I didn’t think I could take much more but he suddenly slowed down and seemed to be feeling around inside me with his dick and it didn’t take long to find out why. All of a sudden the ball in the ring of his PA rubbed against my prostate and I blew my load everywhere.
He kept rubbing his dick backwards and forwards on the same spot and he was driving me wild as he kept pounding my ass. “YOU LIKE THAT, PIG?” he yelled as he started ramming me harder and harder and faster. “YES SIR!” I yelled as he started pounding me like he had never pounded me before. I was cumming in waves as he hammered away at my ass and all of a sudden I could feel him shuddering and I knew what was next.
“AAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!” he yelled as he shot load upon load up my ass and I could feel my insides flood with this warm feeling that only turned me on more. He was cumming in waves and I didn’t think there was going to be any end to how many loads he could shoot up me and it felt like minutes had gone by before he finally finished pounding my ass and pulled out. I collapsed on the bench as I was heaving and sweating and I could hear him rummaging in the bag again.
I went to lower my ass to let the cum out but stopped as I felt a red-hot slap across my ass. “KEEP THAT ASS UP!” he yelled as he suddenly tried to jam a huge butt plug up my ass, making me yell, but it wouldn’t go. “PUSH LIKE YOU’RE DOING A SHIT, PIG!” he bellowed and I did as I was told. I could feel my swollen ass lips stretch as he attempted to force the plug home and I realised from the pain this plug must be huge. I felt him grab me by the harness and pull hard as he put his boot up against the plug and I knew what he was about to do.
“NNNOOOOOOOO!” I yelled as he put all his weight into his boot and my ass stretched like it had never stretched before and the plug popped home, my ass ring snapping tight around the base and sending shudders through my body as my ass throbbed and tried to eject the plug with no success. “NOW YOU’RE A PIG!” he yelled as he began unlocking the restraints. “NOW SIT UP AND PUT THIS ON!”. He handed me a buttplug harness and I slowly locked it into the base of the buttplug and did up the straps to hold it in place. I stood up and tried to walk but it hurt like hell with the plug jammed up my hole. “IT’S NOT TIGHT ENOUGH, PIG!” he yelled as he grabbed the strap between my legs and wrenched it tight, jamming the plug right into my ass and making me yell.
“NOW! FOLLOW ME!” he yelled as he walked towards a door that I hadn’t noticed when I first came into the room. He opened the door and I slowly followed him through into another dark room before he closed the door behind us. This room was also dimly lit, but I could make out shelves with huge dildos and butt plugs and also what looked like jewelry stand with rings and strange looking bits of metal hanging off them. My eyes tried to adjust to the darkness and I saw shelves of what looked like lots of small coloured bottles and I wondered what went on in here. Suddenly, the tattooed pig had his hand over my mouth and nose and he was holding some kind of pad of material that smelt of chemicals. I struggled and kicked and fought against him but out of nowhere another pig came and held me still, forcing me to breathe in the fumes. The whole room started spinning and everything went hazy until I passed out in a sea of blackness….
When I came to, I was groggy and my eyes were out of focus and I had trouble figuring out where I was. Through the blur I could make out two figures in the room, one of them was the tattooed Pig but I couldn’t make out who the other one was. I could hear them talking “YES, I WANT HIM LOOKING AS HARD AS ME, EVEN HARDER IF YOU CAN DO IT.” It was the tattooed pig and he seemed to be yelling instructions to the other Pig in the room. “AND ANYTHING ELSE YOU MIGHT WANT TO TRY, IT’S UP TO YOU. HE’S MINE, NOW, AND I WANT HIM LOOKING LIKE THE PIG HE WILL BE!” suddenly the tattooed Pig walked to the door and left the room. The other Pig was still blurry, along with everything in the room and I blinked to see if that would improve anything. Slowly things came into view and I looked with horror at the Pig standing ahead of me. He was also about 7 feet tall but he looked HARD – he had more tattoos and piercings than I had ever seen on anyone and the way he was looking at me was unnerving me to say the least.
He walked towards me and I tried to recoil but again I was restrained to some kind of padded bench that I couldn’t escape from. “I think we’ve done well, so far” said the Pig as he looked at me. “What the fuck do you mean?” I yelled as I tried to move around and get more comfortable and relieve the throbbing pain in my ass from the massive plug. He held up a mirror and I stared in shock at my reflection – I had three huge spikes sticking out from below my bottom lip and the same spikes through my eyebrows as the tattooed dude had and I also had huge rings hanging from my lobes. I looked in amazement as my dick got hard and I realised what was happening and that I would never look the same again. Suddenly the Pig grabbed the same pad of material with the chemicals and forced it over my mouth and nose. I struggled and tried to get free but he was huge and had all his weight on me and there was no way I was going to get free. “NO, PIG! You’re much easier to deal with when you don’t struggle, and he wants a lot of work done on you. He wants you looking like him, but I have other plans for you as well. By the time I’m finished with you, you’re not going to recognise yourself and you’re going to be the meanest and hardest looking Pig we’ve had through here, so stop struggling!” and I could hear the buzzing of the tattoo machine starting up as I slipped back into the darkness…….



Gay Pig Transformation - Part 8 (A)
-----------------------------------------------
I don’t know how much time went by as I kept coming in and out of consciousness but it seemed like weeks had passed in some kind of d**g induced trance – the constant buzzing of something around me, the dull pain that I couldn’t figure out that went on day after day where every day blended into the next, only interrupted by the need for one of the Pigs to feed me or take me for a dump before rinsing me out inside and quickly jamming the biggest plug up my ass they could find and administering more of the d**gs that were keeping me in this half-reality. Every now and then when I’d regain consciousness, the tattooed Pig would come into view and he seemed to be surveying whatever was being done to me before telling the Pig working on me to “up the steroids”. “What the hell does he mean? What steroids?” was all I could think every time before I fell back into u*********sness and the Pig continued on with his work.
A loud bang woke me in the half-darkness as I groggily came to and tried to work out where I was and what day it was. The room was dark, but I could make out the tattooed Pig standing in the doorway, with a sleazy grin on his face as though once again he meant business. “GET UP, PIG!” he yelled and I could see a whip of some sort in his hand and I knew better this time than to mess with him. I stood up and leaned against the side of the bench where I’d been lying and I almost lost my balance before grabbing the side of the bench. “I SAID, GET UP!!” and he suddenly flicked the whip which turned out to be about 6 feet long and suddenly I felt a crack and a burning pain as it lashed me across the back. I yelled and my eyes began to water as I turned to look at the tattooed Pig but there was no look of any feeling in his eyes, only the hard look of someone who I meant nothing more to than some tool to be used at will. I turned to walk and felt a shooting pain up my ass and realised that a butt plug had been locked in tight using a harness and there was a padlock holding everything together. The tattooed Pig noticed me look down and yelled “THAT COMES OFF WHEN I SAY SO, PIG! NOW MOVE!!!”. I paused for a moment as I noticed something across my abdomen and in the half dark I could just make out some kind of decorative writing and it suddenly hit me – it was a tattoo and I could just make out the words ‘Pig For Life’ before I noticed that there were tattoos all over me. All down my arms and over my shoulders and back and chest and right down my legs were these swirling tribal patterns that had been inked heavily while I’d been under the effect of whatever d**gs they had been administering for weeks since I got here. I felt my cock go hard as a realised how much I now looked like the tattooed Pig and I felt my ass begin to twitch and pull tight around the massive plug up my hole. “You like it, Boy?” snarled the tattooed Pig as he looked me up and down like some kind of prized possession and all I could do was nod as I looked myself over in stunned silence. “MOVE!” screamed the tattooed Pig and I complied as I slowly walked through the door into a dimly lit room, my ass burning as the plug up my hole stretched it tight and made it hard to walk upright. My eyes adjusted to the dim light in the room and I realised I was back in the room with the slings and the benches and I realised I was in for more of what I’d been put through ever since I got here. I turned around to see the tattooed Pig closing the door and locking it and suddenly a door in the other side of the room opened and Boxer walked through, all leather and muscle and slammed the door behind him and locking it. I started to panic as I realised these two meant business, although what the hell was going to happen I wasn’t sure. Boxer walked over to a panel on the wall and flicked a switch and suddenly some overhead spotlights came on, illuminating the area where I was standing and it was only then that I noticed a floor length gym-style mirror on the wall in front of me. I was shocked but very turned on when I saw what they had done to me – now I looked nothing like the weed I had been when I first arrived here and I was starting to look more like a muscle pig than the tattooed Pig. My head was completely bald and the spikes in my lip and eyebrows had been replaced with huge ones, not to mention the rings in my nipples which were huge and I stared in shock when I saw the size of the PA ring through the end of my cock and all I could think was ‘How the hell did they get that through, no wonder I was passed out the whole time’. I looked at my physique and was amazed to see what they had done – somehow I looked as though I was some kind of gym junkie with muscles almost the size of the tattooed Pig and I realised what they’d meant by all the steroids the tattooed Pig had been talking about.
My cock started to get rock hard as I looked myself over and realised how much tribal work had been tattooed on me, almost covering every part of me and when I looked again at the ‘Pig For Life’ tattoo across my abdomen I realised that this was what my life would be and there was no turning back and I suddenly felt even more turned on as my cock began to go hard. I looked at the reflection of Boxer in the mirror and he nodded with a sleazy look on his face before snapping “Not bad, you’re almost there but we’ve still got some work to do. We’ve been working on your for weeks in case you’re wondering how we did it”. Boxer walked over to the same bench where the tattooed Pig had fucked the life out of me weeks before and yelled “GET UP!” and I knew better than to disobey as I walked over to the bench and climbed up onto all fours, my chest resting on the padded bench. The tattooed Pig walked towards the bench and proceeded to lock my feet into the restraints so that I was on all fours with my ass exposed out of the back of the leather chaps I was wearing. My heart rate started to jump as I wondered what was coming next as I saw the tattooed Pig reach for a large bag and rummage around inside it, before producing a bottle of lube and some poppers. He threw the bottle of lube to Boxer who I suddenly realised was standing behind me at the end of the bench and suddenly I felt the bench vibrate as something was turned and the head end of the bench began to lower, raising my ass a bit higher and I started to panic as I wondered what was going to come next. Boxer suddenly appeared near the head end of the bench in front of me and his huge cock was swinging between his legs and I realised that he also had a much larger PA ring through his cock than I remembered. “You like, Boy?” he snarled as he started slapping lube onto his cock and smearing it all over. I’d forgotten just how huge his cock was and I knew this was going to hurt if he expected me to take all of it, which I knew he would.
“YOU’RE MINE, PIG! AND THIS TIME, YOU’RE GOING TO GET MY SEED. NO BOY OF MINE LEAVES FOR THE BIG HOUSE WITHOUT ME PLANTING MY SEED FIRST!” he yelled as he disappeared and I realised he was at the ‘ass’ end of the bench. I jerked as I felt a sudden slap on my ass and I could feel the padlock being unlocked and the butt plug harness removed. I tried to push out the plug but I felt a sudden shooting pain and I felt like I wanted to be sick as I realised how large the plug must be. I felt Boxer put a boot up against my left asscheek and push hard as he grabbed the butt plug by the rim and proceeded to wrench it loose from my ass.
“AAAAAAAGGGGGGHHHHHHHH!!!!!!” I screamed in pain as my ass lips stretched beyond where they already were and the plug started to come loose and I felt inch by inch of enormous fat plug retreating from my chute. I was starting to sweat and my body was shuddering as more of the plug retreated until suddenly my hole fell closed with a ‘Plop’ noise and I felt empty and loose. Both Pigs started sniggering between themselves as my eyes started watering and I knew there was never going to be any sympathy from either of them – I was here to be used in whatever way they wanted and I was going to get no say in anything. My ass was quivering as I could hear globs of lube dropping out of my ruined hole onto the floor below and I wondered how much more damage my ass could sustain before it would never close up again but the tattooed Pig seemed to be one step ahead of me. “YOU WORRIED ABOUT YOUR ASS, BOY?” he bellowed. “You should be, Pig, because we haven’t really started with you get”. I began to panic but then realised it was futile as nothing I did to protest was going to stop either of these Pigs from doing what they wanted – every time I had protested it had only made them meaner and nastier and caused more pain, but the tattooed Pig was making it clear that my life would be nothing but pain and servitude. He looked down at me and bellowed “HAVE YOU ACCEPTED THAT YOU’RE NOTHING BUT A PIG, BOY?”. I nodded but he wasn’t having any of it. “I DON’T THINK YOU HAVE ACCEPTED IT YET, PIG! YOU’RE A NANCY WHO WHINGES AND WANTS TO GO HOME TO MOMMY ALL THE TIME. WELL, WE’RE GONNA BEAT THAT THE HELL OUT OF YOU, YOU WHINING PIG!!” I started to panic because now the expression on his face was one of an absolute maniac who had no concept of what he was doing and from behind me I heard Boxer laughing in this deep sinister growl and I started to struggle against the restraints.
I jumped as I could feel a wad of lube being smeared on my ass and suddenly Boxer jammed four fingers up my ass and spread my lips wide, lubing me up inside. I started to shudder as the pain returned and my ass lips felt like they were on fire – whatever that butt plug had done to my ass, my ass now felt like it was on fire and I didn’t know how I was going to manage what they planned to do to me. I could hear Boxer adjust his position and I looked up at the tattooed Pig who appeared to be making eye contact with Boxer and I knew what was about to happen. I suddenly felt something pressing at my asslips and realised it was the enormous PA ring in Boxer’s cock invading my hole and he suddenly pushed hard as he tried to get his cock head inside me. My whole body shook as I realised just how huge his cock was – the guy was over 7 foot tall and hung like a horse and I didn’t know how I was going to take it all. My ass was burning as he pushed harder and suddenly his cock head popped inside my ass and I screamed in agony as my ass stretched to accommodate his huge cock. Everything started to look white as I broke out in a sweat and started to feel light headed as Boxer continued his assault on my ass. He started pushing harder but I could tell even he was realising jamming such a massive cock into my hole was going to take a lot of work but I could tell he had no plans of giving up without a fight. “IS THE BOY BEING TROUBLE?” the tattooed Pig bellowed at Boxer and Boxer bellowed back “A BIT, BUT NOTHING A BIT OF FORCE CAN’T FIX!” and the pair of them roared with laughter as the tattooed Pig nodded knowingly at Boxer and I wondered what they had planned. The tattooed Pig suddenly walked in front of me and grabbed me around the back of my head and thrust his cock down my throat, making me gag as I recoiled from the shock at something so repulsive. I struggled to breathe as the Pig began rhythmically ramming his cock down my throat, PA and all, and I struggled to breathe as he held my head fast against his groin. “LEARN TO BREATHE, PIG, BECAUSE I AIN’T STOPPING!” he bellowed as he began ramming down my throat harder and harder and I felt like I wanted to throw up.
I’d never had a guy’s cock down my throat before and I wasn’t planning on starting now, but suddenly I felt Boxer ram his cock in deep behind me and my ass opened up wide to accommodate his enormous shaft and the pain was excruciating but with the huge cock down my throat I couldn’t scream. I realised that Boxers cock must only be about half way in but his PA ring was already pounding my prostate and I could feel my cock getting hard and spring to life swinging beneath me.



Gay Pig Transformation - Part 8 (B)
-----------------------------------------------
The tattooed Pig continued ramming his cock down my throat and I tried to breathe every time he pulled back because I knew I wasn’t far off passing out when I felt Boxer suddenly ram the rest of his cock home as my whole body shook in shock and then he grabbed me by the harness and began pounding me as hard as he could. I was beginning to feel turned on as they both began rhythmically fucking both ends of me and getting rougher and rougher. Boxer seemed to be fucking me like some kind of stallion and began almost pulling his whole cock out of my ass before driving his whole 14 inches back in again and driving me wild. I could feel myself getting ready to cum but Boxer seemed to know and started rhythmically fucking me at a slower speed to stop me from cumming. The Pig reaming my throat had also slowed down to the same speed, but he was still fucking my throat hard and I was starting to gag on his PA ring which only made him laugh and force my head further into his groin as he laughed and continued face fucking me. I tried to yell when he suddenly pulled his cock out of my mouth and grabbed me by the neck. “DIDN’T YOUR MOMMA TELL YOU NOT TO TALK WITH YOUR MOUTH FULL, PIG?!” he yelled as he suddenly rammed his cock right down my throat and held it there, his hands firmly around the back of my head. I started to struggle because I couldn’t breathe with that huge cock jammed down my throat and all I could hear was the pair of them laughing as Boxer kept pounding me from behind. I looked up at the Pig in front of me and he was snarling as I tried to gasp for breath and he just smiled as though he wanted to see how long I could last when suddenly he groaned and his cock exploded down my throat as cum went everywhere and I felt like I was going to be sick. It tasted salty and wasn’t unpleasant but I still felt sick at the thought of taking another guys cock in my mouth.
The Pig held my head back as he bellowed “SWALLOW, PIG!” and I did as I was told as wave after wave of cum poured down my throat, the thought just about making me dry reach.
All I could think of was what more did these bastards want – if I wasn’t enough of a pig yet what the hell else did they have planned for me? I tried to gasp for breath as the room started to spin and I could feel nothing but the rhythmic pounding and pain in my ass when suddenly the Pig pulled his cock out of my throat and I inhaled like I’d never inhaled before, just as the Pig placed the bottle of poppers under my nose and I took a huge hit and my head began to spin. Suddenly I felt Boxer’s cock shudder and pick up speed as he started fucking my ass like a wild thing, the burning in my ass getting more and more intense with each thrust as I realised he was only now starting to get going. I felt like a puppet on a string as he started pounding me to within in an inch of my life and he was ramming so hard up my ass that the fuckbench was starting to move across the room with each pounding thrust of his massive cock. I didn’t think I could take much more of this but Boxer seemed to have the stamina of an athlete as he settled into a rhythm and began to powerfuck me hard and I started to yell as my ass really felt like it was on fire. The assault continued and it seemed like an hour had gone by and Boxer was still proceeding to fuck the life out of me when the Pig in front of me started to laugh. I was already drenched in sweat and out of breath and I wondered how much more of this I could cope with, not to mention how much more of this my ass could withstand. The Pig in front of me snarled and said “PIG, THAT’S WHAT THE ‘ROIDS DO TO YOU, SO NOW YOU KNOW THAT ONE DAY YOU’LL BE ABLE TO FUCK LIKE A HORSE THE WAY WE DO!” and with that he laughed and walked away to the other side of the room. I watched him as he walked away and wondered how the hell I was going to survive this place if all I was here for was to be fucked and fisted at will for as long as these bastards had the energy and I started to feel hopeless as Boxer continued to pound my raw ass. He wasn’t even out of breath as he pumped harder and harder and I wondered how long he would be able to go because it must have been at least a couple of hours so far and I was almost exhausted. I watched the tattooed Pig taking the covers off some kind of stand over in the corner of the room but I was too exhausted to be able to figure out what it was when suddenly I felt Boxer pick up speed again and really start ramming my ass. I could barely breathe as he started pounding my ass again, this time almost withdrawing completely before ramming his whole 14 inches back in and pounding my prostate in the process and suddenly I felt I was about to cum. “YOU LIKE MY COCK, BOY?!” Boxer bellowed as his cock and whole body began to shudder and I knew what was coming when he suddenly yelled “AAAAAAAGGGGGGGGHHHHHHH FFUUUUCCCKKK!!!! TAKE IT ALL, PIG!!!” Suddenly, his cock exploded in my ass and I could feel this warm gushing sensation as my chute filled with load upon load of cum and it felt like the enemas they had been giving me for weeks. More and more cum shot up my ass and I wondered just how much more he was going to pump inside me but the loads kept coming.
The Pig on the other side of the room laughed as he looked over and watched me being pumped full of Boxer’s seed and he started walking back towards the bench with something in his hand. Boxer kept pumping more rounds up my ass and I wondered how much more I could take when he started to pull out and the tattooed Pig disappeared down to the bottom end of the bench and suddenly rammed another plug up my swollen hole. This time I resisted because the thought of all that cum up my ass was making me sick but the pair of them weren’t having a bar of it. “YOU NEVER LEARN, DO YOU PIG?” bellowed Boxer as he reached for an enormous plug that had been lying on the floor and the sight of it made me scream. The tattooed Pig came up to the head end of the bench and grabbed me in a headlock and jammed my mouth shut as Boxer lined up the massive plug against my hole. I felt a huge size 16 boot against the end of the plug as Boxer proceeded to force the plug up my ruined hole and my asslips began to stretch wide. My eyes started to water as I tried to yell but boxer just put more force into it and inch by inch somehow managed to work the plug up my ass without my sphincter snapping. The thing was enormous and bigger than his horse-like cock and all I could think of was how much more did they intend to stretch my ass. I could feel more and more of the plug working its way up inside my ass, lubed by Boxers copious amounts of cum up my ruined chute when Boxer suddenly put all his force into it and my whole body shuddered and started to sweat. Slowly, the rest of the massive plug went inch by inch up my ass until suddenly the plug snapped into place as my ring tightened around the base of the plug and my whole body started to spasm. My ass felt like it was on fire and all I could think about was some way of getting the plug out of my ass because it was excruciating and my whole body was beginning to throb with the pain. “SEE, PIG! YOU’RE GONNA FUCKIN’ LEARN SOMEHOW THAT WE ARE IN CONTROL AND YOU DO WHAT WE TELL YOU TO DO! WE OWN YOU AND NOW YOU’VE HAD BOTH OUR SEEDS INSIDE YOU. HOW DOES THAT MAKE YOU FEEL, YOU WORTHLESS PIECE OF SHIT?!” bellowed the tattooed Pig as he and Boxer both laughed at the pain I was in.
I couldn’t get over how much pain my ass was in and nothing they had done had felt this painful before but I knew the plug they had jammed up my ass was huge. Boxer began unlocking the shackles holding my feet to the bench and bellowed “STAND UP PIG!” as I climbed off the bench but could only half stand and squat with the plug up my ass.
Both Pigs looked at each other and laughed as Boxer said “At least we know he can’t run away!” and they both grabbed one of my arms and lifted me off the floor to carry me to the other side of the room and I wondered what the hell was next.
I looked in the direction they were carrying me and could see some kind of sling thing hanging from the ceiling and below it to my horror I noticed some kind of pole sticking up out of the floor, a bit like a bollard and I realised what they had planned next. “NNOOOOOOO!!!!!!” I screamed as the tattooed Pig pounded me in the gut with his fist and winded me completely. “WHAT DOES THAT SAY ACROSS YOUR GUTS, PIG?!” he bellowed as I started to feel hopeless. “Pig For Life” I said, out of breath. “I DIDN’T HEAR YOU, PIG! WHAT DOES IT SAY?” he bellowed again and I summoned every bit of strength I could and yelled “IT SAYS ‘PIG FOR LIFE’ YOU COCK SUCKING BASTARDS!!” and the pair of them roared with laughter as they lifted me up and started locking me into the sling. They placed two straps around my thighs and another one between my legs as Boxer began to buckle up the straps and I realised that this was an upright sling attached to a frame on wheels which could be moved anywhere they wanted and I was in a suspended sitting position. I started to struggle as they clicked the padlocks into place but it only made them laugh even more and Boxer bellowed “STRUGGLE ALL YOU LIKE, PIG! THIS IS NOTHING COMPARED TO HOW MUCH STRUGGLING YOU’LL BE DOING SOON!!” and he snarled as he began pushing the sling frame over and above the bollard.
I looked down at the thing and it was absolutely huge with a rounded top and I knew they were going to use it as some kind of massive dildo. I began to rattle around in the sling, trying to either get something to break or get myself out of the sling in the hope that one of the Pigs hadn’t done the locks up properly, but it was no use.
Boxer turned around with what looked like a paint can, until he ripped off the lid and I realised to my horror that it was a bucket of cum. He scooped out a huge glob of lube and began smearing it all over the rounded tip of the bollard and down the sides of the pole, giving me this sleazy look the whole time. The tattooed Pig came over and also scooped out a huge glob of lube and helped to smear it down the sides of the pole, staring at my ass the whole time. He turned to Boxer and said “How much do you think he can take? We don’t want him impaled on the thing!” Boxer replied “As much as I think he can take, I don’t have any plans to hurt him, because once he goes into service at the Big House, they’ll ruin his ass more than we have.” I suddenly felt like I wanted to shit myself as I realised that if this wasn’t bad enough, how much more did they expect to put me through wherever the hell the ‘Big House’ was? They emptied the remainder of the lube bucket over the top of the bollard and then Boxer moved the frame into place so that my ass was suspended directly over the bollard.
I kept trying to struggle but it was no use and I was so exhausted I didn’t have the energy to struggle anymore. Boxer whispered into my ear “Have we broken you yet, Pig?” and all I could do was nod as my eyes began to water and I knew what was coming. The tattooed Pig grabbed something from the bag on the floor and turned away as he unscrewed some kind of bottle he was holding and when he turned around he was holding some kind of gas mask with a small bottle fitted into the front and it didn’t take me long to realise that they were poppers. I tried to struggle with what little strength I had left but it was hopeless as he placed the mask over my head and did up the straps behind and I could smell the fumes from the poppers start to take effect. “That should last you a few hours, Pig, so breathe as much as you need” said the tattooed Pig as he laughed like a maniac. I could feel Boxer trying to remove the plug from my ass and I braced myself as he put all his weight into at and wrenched downwards, ripping the plug from my ass and I could feel my asslips turning inside out as every inch of the plug retreated from my sloppy hole. “WHOA! NICE LIPS!” bellowed Boxer as he started massaging my asslips and pulling at them with both hands. “PUSH OUT, PIG!” he bellowed, but I didn’t have any strength left to do anything and all of a sudden I felt one hand followed by another ramming up my ass and I screamed as loud as I could with the gas mask on. The pain was excruciating as both Pigs forced an arm up my hole and then I could feel them balling up their fists inside. I tried frantically to struggle but it only turned them on more and suddenly they both wrenched their closed fists out through my ruined hole and I felt this strange sensation as my inside asslips ended up on the outside. “NICE ROSEBUD, PIG!” bellowed Boxer as they both looked in amazement and awe at my ass but all I could think of was what the hell did it look like and would it ever close up again. Boxer pulled a mirror out of the bag and held it up near my ass and I looked down at the mirror in horror – all I could see was a gaping hole where my ass used to be and all the insides poking out with the tattooed Pig massaging around my ring to make the insides poke out even more. “NOW THERE’S A PIG HOLE!” yelled the tattooed Pig but Boxer interrupted. “NOT QUITE, WE’RE NOT THERE YET!” he bellowed as he walked over to a hook on the wall and took off some kind of control box. He flicked a switch and I noticed there was some kind of joystick control on the box and suddenly as Boxer moved the stick, an overhead motor began to hum and the sling started to lower over the bollard. I began to panic as I realised what he was about to do but the sling was holding me tight and my weight was making sure that the sling wasn’t going to go anywhere but downwards with gravity. I could feel the sling slowly dropping when all of a sudden I could feel something large touching my hole and I realised it was the top of the bollard. The thing was unbelievable huge and the top of it had a bit of a dome on it before it turned into a thick pole and I wondered how the hell I was ever going to survive this.
To my surprise, Boxer stopped the sling just as my ass was beginning to open up by the dome of the bollard pushing up but my ass was burning from being held open. I watched as Boxer pressed a few more buttons on the control box and put it back on the hook on the wall and I suddenly felt a wave of relief – things weren’t going to be so bad after all. My relief was short lived though as after about 30 seconds, I heard the motor above whir for a split second and the sling lowered by about half an inch and I yelled as my ass stretched open slightly more on the bollard. I looked at Boxer and the tattooed Pig and they were both laughing, watching me suspended like a puppet, the only missing was a hand up my ass but I could tell it wouldn’t be too long and the pole would be up there instead. “In case you’re wondering, Pig. The control box has a timer to activate the motor every 30 seconds and drop you down half an inch or so. You’ve got enough poppers to last you for about 4 hours and you’re gonna need to breathe as much of them as you can once that pole starts opening your hole up. What we’ve done to you so far is nothing compared to what this will do to you, but we want that hole of yours good and ready for when we send you to the Big House”. The motor above whirred again and I dropped another half inch and my ass really started to open wide on the top of the bollard and the pain started to hit hard as I yelled into the gas mask. “BREATHE THE POPPERS, PIG! THAT’S WHAT THEY’RE FOR!” bellowed Boxer as he and the tattooed Pig turned off the overhead lights and headed for the door, leaving me alone in the dark. I breathed in as much of the poppers as I could and my head started to spin as I watched the two Pig bastards walking out through the door, locking it behind them as I heard the overhead motor whir once more…

-----------------------------------------------