My Little Piggy

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The force-feeding had continued for a year, perhaps two. Once a day I was strapped in and forced to guzzle down a barrel full of the vile slop that had become my diet. Over time they became slightly more bearable as my belly stretched and I grew in size. This relief didn't last long however as it was soon decided that I should move up to two feedings per day. From that point it wasn't long until I absolutely ballooned in size.

I had always been a bit chubby but as the months passed I put on weight at an alarming rate and soon got to the point where I was morbidly obese; before long I was utterly enormous. The extra weight made it more difficult for me to move around and on a hot day I would be dripping with sweat. Every week Lola would put me on the scales and each time I put on weight she would pat my head, telling me how well I was coming along and how proud she was of her little piggy.

All along I knew that she shouldn't be doing this to me, the feedings were inhumane and the extra weight could cause me some serious health problems, but I had to admit my quality of life had massively improved since agreeing help her transform me. For a time I hated what she was doing to me, but even so I couldn't help but enjoy having the attention of such a beautiful woman. With every touch or kind word I seemed to fall for her deeper than ever and suddenly the torment she put me through didn't seem to matter so much.

As the months turned into years, the part of me that resented her disappeared all together. I accepted my place as Lola's pig, and found I gradually thought about my old life less and less. There was the odd moment of weakness of course, nights where I'd wake up with tears streaming down my face, some part of me realising what I'd lost and aching to return to normality; fortunately Lola fixed that for me as well.

The real turning point had been the day she'd come back 'from the vets' with some special new medicine for me. She promised it would get rid of those silly parts of my brain that still thought I was a person, and she was right. Every morning she'd inject my flabby buttocks with this medicine, and each time she did my old life drifted further and further away.

The medicine dulled my brain, taking away my ability to think anything but the most basic of thoughts; food, drink, warmth, sex. These were the only things a piggy like me needed to concern itself with, Lola explained kindly to me one night, as I drifted to sleep beside her feet. It also suppressed my body's ability to feel full, so no matter how much Lola fed me, I'd just keep eating. Mercifully, this meant an end to the forced-feedings, as Lola knew I'd eat anything she cared to put in front of me. Of course, it also meant I was constantly ravenous with no way to satisfy my hunger; an endless torture from which I could never escape. But as Lola said, a greedy little pig like me should always be hungry, so I guess it's what I deserve.

My thoughts returned to the present as I realised I'd almost finished the whole trough already. Snorting loudly, I snuffled the last scraps of food up from the weathered metal surface, then tottered over to where Lola sat reading a book in the sun, and collapsed at her feet.

Lola smiled down as she saw me, placing a bare foot across my face as a sign of her affection. She knew how I still lusted after her, and that the chance to spend a morning sniffing her toes would make me a very happy pig indeed. I hadn't been allowed an orgasm in years, little treats like this were the closest I had to a sex life now I was nothing more than a farmyard animal.

As I lay in the morning sun, enjoying the heavenly scent of my owner's feet, I couldn't help but reflect on how being a pig had made me truly happy for the first time in my life. Lola had taken away my freedom but in a strange way given me so much more. I hadn't really been happy with my life before I met her. Yes I'd go out drinking with my friends or go to watch my local football team and enjoy myself. But I spent most of my time scared of being alone and fantasising about women who would never be interested in me.

Now I would never be alone again. All I had to worry about was being the best pet I possibly could to the beautiful, flame haired woman who owned me; the woman whose toes traced idly over my skin as she relaxed in the sunshine. Sure, she'd taken away my life, force-fed me until I was morbidly obese and made me live in a pig sty in her garden, but that didn't matter; I didn't expect any more than I had. After all, I was just her little piggy.

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AnonymousAnonymousabout 2 hours ago

Boy tell us how you dude. Previous Anonymous Commenter. Maybe you took this story a little to serious? It's called Erotic Fiction for a reason!!!!

I don't care what you say I liked it, and wished the author had wrote one more chapter..

AnonymousAnonymous8 months ago

Your pretty sick, and forced kidnapping and slavery is against the law on all continents plus there are active law enforcement looking for creeps like you! Maybe you should spend 48 hours with me and my bull whip I bet you never pen any shit like that again!

So many protocols were broken and it’s enough to scare reluctant subs from even trying the basics! My best guess is you’re ugly and a complete loser can’t get laid to save your life so you write shit like this because your lost in your seriously deranged fantasies!

Actually you might like being locked up in jail

Or perhaps that’s where you’re at now but at the very least when you die and unless you ask forgiveness you will burn in hell!

AnonymousAnonymous9 months ago

I liked this up to a point. I certainly enjoyed the way Lola entrapped him & broke him into being a non-person.

But once she started making him permanently exist outside, and certainly when she start force-feeding him, it's difficult to imagine what Lola got out of it at that point. I would have liked an ongoing tease out of Lola....an annual chance for escape perhaps.

Still, a good story for me.

AnonymousAnonymous9 months ago

Very entertaining, I was left thinking “Stockholm syndrome” here. I agree with some of the other comments; surgical emasculation and a boyfriend/husband for the crazy red head, or perhaps a second piggy even for her growing little farm. Maybe a hucow?

Anyway, thank you for sharing, Jackie.

AnonymousAnonymous9 months ago

Yes I agree with Anonymous from a couple of days ago. There should really be one more chapter to Brutally close out the story after everything that she done to him and him agreeing to most of it. Maybe having her using an elastrator tool to put the very small rubber bands around the top of his balls, showing her piggy first so he will know what's going to happen to his balls. After she puts the bands on she can remove the humbled and watch him for the next 24 hours while the balls turn black and die. In two or three weeks they will just fall off. But before she even did all of that to him. She waited for him to make one small mistake, beat his ball one last time, till he pasted out from the pain. Then tell him it his fault that has to take his balls. That other idea of letting other men butt might work but that bring other people in to the seen. And I feel she hates all men so that wouldn't happen. But after his balls are gone she herself could start ass fucking him with a strap on every day while he's pinned for his feeding!!

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