{"loaderData":{"4":{"story":{"id":"925d3275-8269-47df-902d-691fa5e120df","seriesId":"fa46c19e-de89-453a-9618-eab8ba7a209e","seriesName":"My Little Piggy","currentUserId":"00000000-0000-0000-0000-000000000000","added":"2020-06-02T13:17:19.568Z","title":"My Little Piggy - Chapter 4","slug":"my-little-piggy-chapter-4","shortId":"y48STd1p","authorNote":null,"disclaimer":null,"type":"Short","paidUrl":null,"synopsis":"The young man is now living out his days as Lola's unwilling pet pig. There aren't many comforts available in the pig sty so he is delighted when Lola offers him the chance to make his life more comfortable. But what will she demand in return?","partCount":1,"parts":[{"partId":"45fab21b-c185-44b0-963e-71ee0f5b62b5","title":null,"summary":"In the months that\nfollowed my transformation at Lola’s hands my life followed essentially the\nsame ","wordCount":5609,"readTime":28,"number":1,"state":"Published"}],"currentPart":1,"contentTitle":"Chapter 1","content":"

In the months that\nfollowed my transformation at Lola’s hands my life followed essentially the\nsame daily routine. I would be woken early as Lola let me out of my sty and\ninto the garden. She would then fill a metal trough with a mixture of oats,\nstale vegetables and whatever leftovers had come from her plate the previous\nevening. This would serve as my meal for the rest of the day.

\n\n

I would eat my fill\nof this foul substance for my breakfast before Lola gave me my daily wash. Back\nwhen being her piggy had been a kinky game she had washed me by scrubbing me\ndown erotically with warm soapy water; but now that I was just an animal to her\nI had to shiver as she sprayed me down with the garden hose. Finally I would\nbriefly be freed from the invasive pigtails plug which filled my ass, allowing\nme to go to toilet, before being re-plugged and left alone.

\n\n

Apart from that brief\ntime in the mornings I had pretty much no interaction with Lola at all. She\ntreated me just as though I was a farm animal she housed in her garden and just\ngave me the bare minimum required to live.

\n\n

My days were spent\nmostly trying to keep warm in my sty and venturing out only for food. As the\nweather got warmer I made my way out more and explored the garden but mostly I\nhad nothing to distract me from the constant monotony and crushing boredom that\nmy life had become.

\n\n

Once it got dark I\nwould return to my sty for the night and Lola would lock me back inside. Each\ntime I saw her I longed for her to say something, to remind me that under all\nthis I was still human. But each time I was disappointed.

\n\n

As time passed I\nnoticed that none of my body hair ever grew back. I thought back bitterly to\nher sweet smile as she had shaved me on that first day, making it seem like a\nkinky game but already permanently modifying my body without me even knowing.

\n\n

Eventually I just\ngrew used to the silence. My mind seemed to grow dull and sometimes entire days\nseemed to pass without a real thought going through my head aside from my instinctive\nneed for food and warmth. I really was living like a pig and there was nothing\nI could do about it.

\n\n

This went on for what\nmust have been at least 5 or 6 months; though as the days blurred together it\nwas difficult to tell. Until one evening when, as I lay on the hay pile that I\nhad made my own, I noticed that something wasn't quite right. Though I couldn't\nquite put my finger on it there was definitely something amiss.

\n\n

It hit me as I turned\nand looked out of my sty to the dark garden beyond; Lola hadn't locked me away\nyet. It was perhaps not too much later than she normally would have however I\nwas now so used to the routine that I was sure she should have been by now.

\n\n

I roused myself from\nthe moderate comfort afforded by the straw and tentatively made my way over to\nthe open door. Curiously I peered out into the night air; the kitchen light was\non and a pool of light gently illuminated the garden. My eyes scanned the area\nfor any sign of life but found none. I was however drawn to the back door to\nthe house which to my surprise had been left ajar.

\n\n

My mind raced with\npossibilities, if I could get into the house there could be a rare chance of\nescape. I had no idea whether Lola was bluffing when she said the motion sensors\nwould kill me if I left the grounds of the property, frankly I didn't feel like\ntesting her. But if I could sneak in unnoticed, I could at the very least get\nto a phone and call for help.

\n\n

But as soon as these\nthoughts surfaced they slipped away. Perhaps it was through fear of being\ncaught or maybe Lola really had broken my spirit but the idea of even\nattempting to escape this life seemed pointless. I was here until Lola decided\notherwise and I had to accept that.

\n\n

After briefly\nexamining the lock and deciding that without the use of functioning hands I had\nno means of closing it; I turned back from the night air and began to retreat\ninto the relative warmth of the sty.

\n\n

But as I turned a\nstrange sensation stopped me in my tracks. I paused and waited but felt\nnothing. Perhaps I had imagined it but for a second I felt a familiar stirring\nfrom deep within me. Suddenly I felt it again, for certain this time. For just\na fleeting moment the plug in my ass rumbled into life, waking after months of lying\ndormant.

\n\n

I sharply turned back\ntowards the door and looked for any sign of Lola; I knew she controlled it and\nwas sure this along with the open back door was no coincidence. She was playing\nwith me, I just didn't know why.

\n\n

As I poked my head\nback out into the night the vibrations started up again, lasting slightly\nlonger this time. The 5 seconds may not seem like much but after months of\nnothing the sensation sent shivers of pleasure through my body.

\n\n

Unsure of what was\nhappening I paused at the door, torn between fear and excitement at what this\nmight mean. Tentatively I crept forward into the night, expecting a jolt of\npain to stop me at any moment. But none came; instead the moment I left the\nconfines of the sty my plug started up again, very weakly this time but after\nthe monotony my life had become it seemed like the most exciting thing in\nworld.

\n\n

Now that I was\noutside the vibration continued at a constant, albeit weak level. Acting on\ninstinct I began a slow crawl toward the open door. As I approached the\nvibrations grew gradually stronger as if guiding me on. I hesitated\nbriefly before crossing the threshold, the last time I had been in this house I\nhad left a broken man. But knowing that ultimately I would have little choice\nin the matter I nudged the door open and pushed my way inside.

\n\n

After months living\nlike an animal the warmth I felt from simply being inside seemed an\nunbelievable luxury. How could I ever have resented sleeping in the kitchen\nbefore?

\n\n

Suddenly I began to\nfeel nerves building in the pit of my stomach. I had returned to the scene of\nmy initial capture and had no idea why? Lola was definitely up to something but\nI had no idea what. My heart pounded against my chest as I crossed the kitchen\nfloor with trepidation. I stopped as I reached the door to the living room, now\nbeginning to doubt myself. What if this hadn't been an invite inside? Would she\npunish me if I was caught? Perhaps she would anyway...

\n\n

My thoughts were\ninterrupted as, for the first time in months; I heard Lola’s voice call out to\nme

\n\n

‘Don't be shy little\npiggy, come on in.’

\n\n

Realising that I had\npassed the point of no return I mustered up as much courage as I could and\npushed my way through. The moment I entered the room my eyes were drawn to Lola\nand again I couldn't help but be struck by her beauty.

\n\n

She was reclining in\ncomfort on the sofa in front of me, cross legged and wearing just a tight\nfitting t-shirt with matching white panties. After spending so long looking up\nto her as my owner, while she all but ignored me, there was an almost\nsupernatural air to her; as though I were being summoned by a goddess.\nEverything she had done to me only seemed to make her more beautiful in my eyes\nand between seeing her and the steady vibration in my ass, I felt my cock\nthrobbing against its bonds.

\n\n

‘Come here,’ she said\ngesturing to her feet ‘we need to have a talk.’

\n\n

I nervously\napproached and sat on the spot she had indicted. Lola smiled and she leaned\nback, uncrossing her legs and sliding forward slightly so her pussy was tantalisingly\nclose to my face. As I looked up at the woman who had stolen my freedom from\nme, I was torn between fear and arousal in equal measure.

\n\n

‘Alright then,’ she\nstarted ‘I think you've been here long enough to see how things work and I have\nto say you've settled in very well. I am so proud of my little piggy.’

\n\n

She sounded\npatronising but despite myself I couldn't help but feel a surge of pride at her\nwords.

\n\n

‘I hope it hasn't\nbeen too hard for you living out there by yourself but I had to make you understand\nwhat it really means to be a piggy. It's not because I don't care about you, I\nlove my piggy. I want nothing more than to play and have fun with you. In fact\nnow that you know your place hopefully we can do just that, but I need\nsomething from you first.’

\n\n

I looked up at her in\nconfusion, what else could she possibly want from me?

\n\n

‘You see I want to\ncontinue your transformation, train and mould you into the perfect little pet\npig; and I'm going to do that. But I'd rather not have to force you to do\neverything,’ Lola went on ‘I want my piggy to be willing, so I am going to give\nyou a chance to accept your fate. If you agree, then you are effectively giving\nme permission for anything I may choose to do to you in the future and I'll\nexpect no resistance.’

\n\n

Lola leaned forward\nand whispered in my ear.

\n\n

‘I will do things to\nyou that you can’t even imagine, but I promise we’ll have lots of fun on the\nway.’

\n\n

She sat back up\nstraight and looked down at me seriously.

\n\n

‘So what's it going\nto be? Go back to your life in the garden and hope whatever torture I inflict\nupon you isn't too bad? Or join me and see how much fun being my piggy can be?’

\n\n

I sat for a moment\ndeep in thought. Agreeing to this was surely madness, she would not only be\nruining my life for her own amusement but I would be helping her to do so. She\nhad already turned me into a naked, grunting animal that lived in a pigsty and\nthe last thing I wanted was to let her go further.

\n\n

But the more I\nconsidered it the more I began to think it may not be so bad. Lola seemed\ncontent to do whatever she wanted to me anyway and it's not like I was in a\nposition to argue. If not resisting made my life easier then perhaps I should\njust give in. Besides, surely anything had to be better than the crushing\nboredom that my life in the garden had become?

\n\n

Pushing my reluctance\nto one side I raised my eyes to meet hers and nodded slowly.

\n\n

‘Yes?’ she asked ‘you\nagree to be my piggy and accept everything that follows?’

\n\n

Again I nodded my\nacceptance, more vigorously this time.

\n\n

‘Oh that's wonderful’\nshe beamed, leaping forward and bringing me into a deep hug ‘Oh you are a good\nboy, we are going to have so much fun together!’

\n\n

She playfully ran her\nhands across my skin as though I were a much loved pet. I already felt better\nabout my decision, this was certainly preferable to be ignored and left in the\ngarden like a farm animal.

\n\n

As Lola pulled back\nshe looked at me mischievously with a wicked glint in her eye.

\n\n

‘I think you deserve\na little reward for this, don't you?’ she asked innocently.

\n\n

I was taken aback but\nquickly squeaked in excitement, it had been so long since anything good had\nhappened to me I had almost forgotten what it felt like.

\n\n

‘Well alright then, I\nthink you’re going to enjoy this!’

\n\n

Lola seductively\ngrasped her T-shirt and pulled it off over her head. She then reached over to\nthe table beside her and, taking hold of her phone, hit a few buttons which\nsparked my tail-plug into life. The weak vibrations that I had almost forgotten\nabout had really been fired up and were now sending new waves of pleasure\nsurging through me from deep within my ass.

\n\n

Lola slid back onto\nthe sofa and looked down at me knowingly.

\n\n

‘That should provide\nyou with sufficient motivation, now up you get,’ she said encouragingly,\nslapping her knees as she spoke.

\n\n

I didn't need a\nsecond invitation. After so long with no stimulation at all, the chance for\naccess to her stunning body was something I couldn't pass up.

\n\n

I eagerly jumped up\nso that I was almost straddling the cushion of the sofa and my head was resting\non her stomach. Her lightly perfumed, feminine scent filled my nose through the\nattached snout gag and her smooth skin rubbed lightly against my chin. Between\nthis and the vibration still working away inside me I was mad with arousal and\ncould feel me hard cock growing wet inside it's latex tomb.

\n\n

I looked up her body,\nover her firm tits just inches from my face and pleaded with my eyes for\npermission to start. She could clearly see my desperation and laughed\nsympathetically.

\n\n

‘Awww does the little\npiggy want my tits?’ she said, pausing as if unsure whether to let me ‘Oh come\non then, open wide!’

\n\n

Lola arched her back,\npushing her tits out to me as I plunged my face into them. I snorted and\nsquealed with glee as I kissed and licked at her bulging breasts. The months I\nhad spent being ignored by her had given Lola an air of unattainability about\nher and as I felt her nipple against my tongue, it was as though I was suckling\na goddess.

\n\n

Lola bit her lip and\ngroaned in pleasure. She took my head in her hands and pushed it down towards\nher waiting pussy. I could feel the wetness of her panties against my cheek as\nshe wrapped her legs around my head, sandwiching me between her muscular\nthighs.

\n\n

‘Take them off!’ Lola\ndemanded sharply.

\n\n

With my mouth forced\nopen by the gag I struggled to get any purchase on the thin, silky material but\nusing my tongue and upper lip I was eventually able to pull them back down her\nlegs, exposing her pussy beneath.

\n\n

‘Go on now Piggy,’\nshe breathed, voice shaking in arousal ‘don't hold back!’

\n\n

Without thinking I\ndived straight in and started to work at her pussy with my tongue. The sound of\nher orgasmic cries as she ground herself against the tip of my tongue was music\nto my ears and this along with the vibrations in my ass drove me to the\nabsolute edge.

\n\n

By the time Lola had\nclimaxed and pushed my head away I was hornier than I had been in my entire\nlife and so desperate for release I was almost in tears. Looking down at me\nLola could clearly see my need for relief; she chuckled and whispered\nsuggestively ‘Was that enough, or does my little piggy want to cum tonight?’

\n\n

I let out a deep\ngroan and nodded my need as enthusiastically as I could. I needed her to know\njust how much I had to have this.

\n\n

Lola smirked,\nwordlessly reaching down the side of the sofa and into her handbag. When she\npulled her hand out she held a small but sharp box-cutter, with a thin metallic\nblade attached to a yellow plastic handle. She positioned this against the\nlatex at the base of my cock.

\n\n

‘Now hold still,’ she\nsaid with a hint of amusement ‘we wouldn't want you to get hurt…’

\n\n

Then she pulled the\nblade quickly across the layer of latex, making a neat incision that sprung my\ncock free of the plastic tomb that had held it prisoner for months.

\n\n

I gasped as Lola took\nmy hard cock in her hands and caressed it gently. For so long I had almost\nforgotten it was there so now even the slightest touch was enough to drive me\nwild. After being denied for so long I knew that it wouldn't take much and her\njust those first touches almost pushed me over the edge.

\n\n

Clearly Lola knew\nthis as well and released my cock from her grasp, reclining backwards into the\nsofa. As she did so she lifted her leg between my legs and lightly stroked her\nfoot against my balls.

\n\n

‘You didn't think I\nwas going to wank you off myself did you?’ she laughed ‘No, no that's not how\npiggies cum now is it?’

\n\n

As she said this Lola\nbegan to rub her leg slow up and down the shaft of my cock. After I moment of\nconfusion I realised what she wanted of me.

\n\n

‘That's right piggy,’\nshe exclaimed smugly ‘hump my leg like a good boy. Show me you really\nunderstand your place.’

\n\n

I was surprised but\nreally should have seen it coming. Lola was never going to allow me release\nwithout throwing one last humiliation into the mix. The only way I was going to\nget off would be to hump her like an animal in heat.

\n\n

At first my cheeks\nburned with shame but the more I thought about it, the more normal the idea\nseemed. I was so desperate to orgasm that I would take an option open to me but\nit also felt right. After so long looking at her as essentially my owner,\ncraving even the slightest attention, permission to hump against her leg was\nsomething I should be grateful for. If that was the only way a creature like me\ncould be with this beautiful woman then so be it.

\n\n

Making my peace with\nthe situation I jumped up, wrapped my forearms around her thighs and straddled\nher leg between mine. Lola threw her head back and squealed with delight,\nclearly amused by my eagerness to hump her.

\n\n

‘Go on then piggy,\nclaim your reward! Fuck your pathetic little dick against me’

\n\n

Needing no\nencouragement I pressed my cock against her smooth legs and started to thrust.\nAt first it felt strange but as the head of my cock rubbed against her skin the\npleasure began to build.

\n\n

‘Yes that's it,\nfaster now you dirty little pig. Fuck me faster; show me how much you want it!’

\n\n

As she shouted encouragement\nI upped the pace, pumping away furiously now. As my cock gyrated harder and\nfaster against her leg it began to feel incredible, I was in absolute ecstasy.\nI tried to savour the moment as the pleasure built and built; until eventually\nI could hold it no longer and my dick exploded against her leg, shooting hot\ncum down her as I orgasmed.

\n\n

Unleashing 6 months\nof pent up frustration was undoubtedly the most intense, incredible feeling I\nhad ever experienced. The moments after I came passed in a blur but we're some\nof the most satisfying of my life.

\n\n

I slumped down at her\nfeet in a daze then listened as Lola gently laughed and cooed in my ear;\ntelling me how well I had done and what a good boy I was.

\n\n

She hit a button on\nher phone to stop the vibrations which until then were still working away\ninside me and left for a moment to clean up. Soon she returned armed with an\narray of pillows and blankets she must have brought from upstairs.

\n\n

‘We shared a really\nspecial moment tonight piggy,’ she smiled ‘I think we should enjoy the rest of\nit together down here. What do you think?’

\n\n

‘Mmmph,’ I grunted in\nagreement. At that moment there was nothing I wanted more than to be with her.

\n\n

Carefully Lola laid\nout the sheets and arranged them into a comfortable bed on the living room\nfloor. Being used to sleeping outside this was like a 5 star hotel to me.

\n\n

Lola lovingly wrapped\nme up in a blanket and snuggled down behind me; her tits and stomach pressed\nfirmly against my back. She enveloped me with her arms, taking me into a firm\nembrace and for the first time since my capture I felt safe, secure and totally\ncontent.

\n\n

Just as I was\nbeginning to drop off I felt Lola’s hands wander down my body, sneak between my\nlegs and take hold of my cock. She gently rubbed and caressed it into life and\nI was soon hard again in her hands. I gasped in surprise at the unexpected\ngesture but she soon silenced me.

\n\n

‘Shhhh,’ she said\nsoothingly ‘this is your night little one, just let it happen.’

\n\n

Taking it with a\nfirmer grip she pumped away at my cock. I could feel her hard nipples grazing\nmy back, her breath against my neck and her wet pussy pressed against my ass.\nAfter just a few minutes I shuddered in arousal and let out a muffled moan as I\ncame for the second time that evening.

\n\n

Saying no more Lola\nreleased my cock and wrapped her arms back around my belly, giving me a\nreassuring squeeze as she did. Tears gathered in the corner of my eyes as I\nreflected on this tender, intimate moment I was sharing with the woman I loved.

\n\n

It felt strange to\nsay but even after all she had done to me, I really did love her. I think in\nher own warped, manipulative way she even loved me as well. As I settled into\nher arms my eyes grew heavy and I smiled as I fell into a deep and blissful\nsleep.

\n\n

***************************************************************************
\nThe next morning…

\n\n

I woke reluctantly from the best\nsleep I had enjoyed for a long time. Being used to waking in a cold sty I\ncouldn't understand at first why I felt so peaceful and warm. Though soon the\nmemories of last night came flooding back to me and a smile broke out across my\nface.

\n\n

After months living in chastity,\nbeing ignored and left like an animal in the garden, Lola had finally granted\nme release and allowed me to pleasure her, cum myself and sleep in the warm\ncomfort of the main house.

\n\n

She had offered me all this and\nthe chance of a better life in exchange for agreeing to my transformation into\nher pig and offering no resistance. I felt her angelic face resting against my\nback as she slept and I knew I had made the right decision.

\n\n

I closed my eyes and decided to\njust enjoy these last few moments before the day began and I had to leave this\nheavenly nest we had made. As I lay there, feeling Lola’s body against mine, I\nenjoyed our closeness and reflected that regardless of what had been done to\nme, this was probably the most content I had ever been in my life.

\n\n

Eventually my little slice of\nheaven had to come to an end. I felt Lola stir behind me and drag herself out\nof bed. I was grateful that she allowed me a few extra minutes in bed as she\nheaded straight into the kitchen to fix herself a coffee.

\n\n

Around 10 minutes later she\nreappeared at the door, steaming mug in hand and summoned me to her with a\nsharp whistle. As reluctant as I was to leave the comfort of our makeshift bed\nI knew that after the treat I had been given last night, disobedience would be\nout of the question. So I pulled myself up onto all fours and joined her in the\nkitchen.

\n\n

She greeted me with a warm smile\nand looked into my eyes fondly. Standing tall with the sun gently lighting her\nflame red hair and naked body, she truly was a vision of beauty. I felt a\ngenuine surge of affection for her.

\n\n

‘Morning sleepy head,’ she\ngrinned, cracking the door open and gesturing for me to head through ‘go on,\nout you go. I'll be there for you in a little while.’

\n\n

Obediently I trotted out into the\ngarden that I called home and heard the door close shut behind me. It was a\nbeautiful day; the grass felt soft underfoot and the sun beat down on me\npleasantly. I found myself looking at the world with a renewed sense of\noptimism and for the first time in months I looked forward to seeing what the\nfuture would bring.

\n\n

I dozed in the sunshine for what\nmust have been an hour or so until I heard the door open and Lola emerge to\njoin me in the garden. Now she was not dressed quite so erotically, just denim\nshorts and a casual t shirt with sunglasses, but was no less attractive in my\neyes. She walked over and knelt down next to me, scratching my ear\naffectionately.

\n\n

‘I really enjoyed myself last\nnight piggy and I know that you did too,’ she began ‘I promise that we will\nhave lots of fun together in the future too. But remember that we made a deal\nand the hard work starts now, OK?’

\n\n

I nodded my agreement and was\nrewarded with a playful pat on the head.

\n\n

‘Good,’ she replied, pulling a\nsmall package out of her pocket and laying it in front of me. As she carefully\nopened it I saw the contents and my heart sank. It contained some familiar looking\nstrips of latex and the tools she would need to attach them to my skin. The\nsame latex currently kept my fingers in permanent bondage and the grotesque\nsnout gag attached to my face; I had a fairly good idea where this was going to\ngo too.

\n\n

‘You didn't think that I was\ngoing to let that thing hang free now did you?’ she asked, gesturing to my\nflaccid penis.

\n\n

In truth that was exactly what I\nwas expecting but I knew better than to argue as the reapplied the layers of\nlatex across my cock that had until last night, kept me in enforced chastity.\nBy the time she had finished there was nothing but a slight bulge to suggest\nthat there was a cock there at all.

\n\n

‘Don't worry, if you're a good\nboy I'll let you out again someday,’ she joked as she applied the finishing\ntouches.

\n\n

Once my cock had returned to its\nrubber bondage and was safely away, I was expecting to receive my morning feed.\nHowever to my surprise, instead of filling my trough as she usually would, Lola\nwalked across to the garden shed and pulled out a bizarre looking contraption\nwhich she dragged into position close to my sty.

\n\n

It appeared on the outside to be\na large wooden box; however it had some kind of metal barrel fixed onto the\nfront and a series of tubes which appeared to connect the two. As it had\nclearly been put together well in advance of this morning it must have been a\npart of Lola’s plan that she hadn't yet revealed to me. I didn't know why but\nas I looked up at it I was filled with an ominous sense of dread.

\n\n

‘Right then piggy,’ Lola exclaimed\nenthusiastically ‘say hello to your new feeding machine!’

\n\n

She undid a small clasp at the\nback of the device and pulled down one of the crates walls to create a ramp\nleading inside. Looking up I was now able to see the interior of the device was\nlined with metal and its walls were covered with a variety of hooks and leather\nstraps. This did nothing to put my mind at ease.

\n\n

‘Hop in,’ she said ‘I'll show you\nhow it works.’

\n\n

I looked up at her reluctantly, I\nwasn't sure why but I was very hesitant at the notion of putting myself at the\ndevices mercy.

\n\n

Lola’s eyes narrowed sharply. The\nangel that had looked after me last night was replaced by a furious demon,\nready to unleash her wrath upon me.

\n\n

‘Did you not grasp what I meant\nby no resistance?’ she snapped, barely concealing her annoyance ‘this is what\nyou have agreed to and after what I did for you last night, you should realise\nthat any disobedience from this point forward will be punished very severely!’

\n\n

She leaned in closer and spoke in\na harsh whisper.

\n\n

‘I will make your life hell.’

\n\n

She stood up straight again and\nlooked down at me with a mock smile on her face.

\n\n

‘Now then,’ she said pleasantly\n‘How about you hop on up and I'll show you how it works.’

\n\n

I really didn't want to but at\nthis point I was more scared of Lola than I was of the device so without\nwaiting to be told again, I sheepishly crawled forward, climbing up the ramp\nand into the crate.

\n\n

As if to emphasise her point,\nLola slammed the ramp back into place behind me with some force, sealing me inside.\nOnce I was in she made short work of securing me down.

\n\n

First she attached leather cuffs\nto both my ankles and wrists, clipping them to the small metal loops found in\neach corner of the crate. Then she took the leather belts and, connecting them\nto the hooks which were scattered across the crates interior, systematically\nstrapped down each area of my body until I was completely immobilized.

\n\n

My elbows and knees were secured\nto each side of the crate ensuring my limbs were widely spread apart and any area\nof my body could be easily accessed. More leather straps were then added\ntightly circling my chest, torso and waist; this restricted all but my head to\njust the slightest of movements. The crate was a tight fit for me anyway but\nwhereas I initially had a little wiggle room, now I was firmly secured in place\nand at the mercy of this strange device.

\n\n

As Lola returned to the shed I\ncraned my neck to try and see what she was doing but it was to no avail. My\nview was blocked entirely by the monstrous metal barrel that loomed over me.\nNow I was closer I could see that fixed to the base of it was a thick pipe\nwhich ended just a few inches from where my head now was and ended with a\nsturdy looking tap.

\n\n

After a few moments Lola returned\nholding what appeared to be some kind of mask made up of thin strips of\nleather, with a metal funnel attached to the front of it.

\n\n

‘Now this is your harness, hold\nstill while I get it fitted,’ Lola instructed.

\n\n

She pulled the harness over my\nhead and individually tightened each strap so that it fit me snugly and was\nsecured under my chin. The thinner end of the funnel must have been custom\nbuilt for me as it slotted perfectly inside the gag which held my mouth open.\nFinally Lola, her face a picture of concentration, pushed the larger end of the\nfunnel onto the base of the pipe in front of me and screwed it in place.

\n\n

She took a step back and smiled\nas she admired her handy work.

\n\n

‘There we go, you're all set to\ngo. Now I know you're frightened but there's no need to worry, everything will\nbecome clear soon,’ she assured me.

\n\n

Despite her assurances I could\nfeel the fear settle in as I struggled helplessly against my bonds. The straps\nwere taught and offered no slack, rendering me completely unable to move. I\ntried to bite back the nausea I felt as I breathed in the stale metallic air\nthrough the pipe that now filled my open mouth.

\n\n

‘Awww look how cute you are, I\nlove seeing my piggy all trussed up and scared,’ Lola cooed at me ‘You really\nare a wonderful little pet. The only problem is I want you be a proper fat,\ngreedy little piggy and you're not quite there yet.’

\n\n

She must have registered the\nsurprised look on my face as she went on sympathetically ‘Don't get me wrong,\nyou've always been a little chubby. That's just one of the things that made you\nso perfect for this. But I think we can do better.’

\n\n

‘That's where this comes in,’ she\nsaid, patting her hand against the barrel above me ‘we need to fatten you up\nand this beauty is the best way to do that.’

\n\n

I let out a fearful moan and\npulled pathetically at the leather straps which held me down.

\n\n

‘Shhh it's ok little one, don't\nworry,’ Lola said calmly, stroking the exposed area of my back ‘It's all for\nyour own good really. The amount you would need to eat would be impossible on\nyour own, so I made this to help you get nice and fat for me.’

\n\n

She pulled her hand back and\ngestured back to the barrel.

\n\n

‘Now this is full to the brim of\nthe food that is about to become your new diet,’ she explained ‘It's my own\nrecipe, a hearty mix of fat, oil, lard and sugar with a sprinkling of the\nessential vitamins you need to survive. I'm not going to lie, it will taste\npretty disgusting, but it will soon have you big and fat like the perfect\nlittle piggy you are!’

\n\n

I couldn't understand how what\nshe had done to me wasn't enough; she wanted to make me a monster. I felt myself\nstart to hyperventilate again the pipe in my mouth.

\n\n

‘The really clever bit,’ Lola\nwent on ‘is that anything you wretch up or spill will get sucked up by these\ntubes and pumped straight back into the barrel. So you won't be able to leave\nuntil you've eaten every last drop.’

\n\n

‘MMMPHH!’ I cried, trying in vain\nto shake my head and make her see how ridiculous this was. Turning me into her\npet was one thing but this was inhuman.

\n\n

‘Oh you can squeal and cry all\nyou want but it's too late now. Once I turn this on you can either swallow your\nfood or choke on it but I'm not letting you out until it's all gone.’

\n\n

Tears began to stream down my\nface and I tried desperately to push the invasive tube out of my mouth. The\nmask however held it firmly in place. All of a sudden this all felt real again;\nlike I had snapped out of some insane dream. After the fun and kindness Lola\nhad shown me last night I had forgotten that this was the same woman who had\nkidnapped and imprisoned me. Who was clearly mentally ill and had decided to\nenact her depraved fantasies on me. My feelings for her had clouded my judgment\nonce again and now I had blindly agreed to help her with her sick fantasies.

\n\n

‘Alright little piggy get ready,’\nshe exclaimed gleefully ‘It's feeding time!’

\n\n

Barely able to contain her\nexcitement, Lola grabbed the tap above my head and turned it sharply.

\n\n

I felt the tube shudder as it\ncarried a tidal wave of gruel from the barrel above me and fired it into my\nface. The thick, grainy substance flooded my mouth and made me choke as it\nforced itself down my throat. I soon realised that unless I gulped down the\nvile slop, I would drown in it. Left without any other choice, I accepted my\nfate and began to guzzle down mouthful after mouthful of the fatty, high\ncalorie liquid.

\n\n

The ordeal seemed to last an age.\nAs Lola had promised anything I spilled was sucked straight back inside so by\nthe time I had finished every drop of liquid in that barrel was inside me. I\nwas stuffed full and felt like I was about to burst.

\n\n

Lola left me to stew for about an\nhour after I had finished, then returned to unstrap me, remove the tube from my\nmouth and let me back slowly out of the monstrous device.

\n\n

I didn't know whether it was the\nlack of oxygen from constant swallowing or the huge amount of food that had\nbeen force fed to me but I felt incredible uneasy and light headed as I\ntottered back across the grass. Lola appeared by my side and reached underneath\nme, squealing with delight as she felt my swollen belly.

\n\n

‘Oh look it's working already! It\nwon't be long until you’re properly fattened up. We’ll start you on one feeding\nper day but once you stretch out we can make it two or maybe even three. I\ncan't wait to see you then!’

\n\n

The thought of more feeding\nshould have filled me with terror but I was too exhausted to do anything but\nwaddle back to my sty and collapse with exhaustion.

","authorName":"Jasmine's Pet","authorUserId":"ccba9533-9982-4ee0-802c-c508e1e07484","rating":3.9,"ratingCount":29,"reviewCount":2,"quoteCount":0,"storyCodes":["Extreme","Chastity","Domination","Humiliation","Modification","Submission","Non-Consensual","Reluctant"],"language":"English","readTime":28,"recommendations":[{"id":"3d6558f2-d557-40f1-996d-49365614458c","title":"Only Myself To Blame","slug":"only-myself-to-blame","shortId":"1iHI9A4J","synopsis":"She was warned not to come to his house, warned what he would do, warned she would regret it, but she couldn't help herself.","rating":5},{"id":"118dfc9f-0b6a-4ab1-8af7-d8cd3ce873c5","title":"Bonnets & Bondage Chapter 4","slug":"bonnets-andamp-bondage-chapter-4","shortId":"kaoveuXd","synopsis":"A mysterious highwayman strips, binds and gags beautiful young noblewomen in Regency England.","rating":5},{"id":"66702340-c897-488c-a69d-b7969140813f","title":"Karma Police 2","slug":"karma-police-2","shortId":"McoTMu2g","synopsis":"Two racist police officers are being blackmailed by a young black guy.","rating":5}]}}},"actionData":null,"errors":null}