Chapter 2 - delivery

It was a fortnight later, when a huge lorry arrived; Steve was all-set, ready to start the trial. A nerdy, weedy looking guy, who Steve assumed was one of the feeds' developers began unloading it carefully. Steve chuckled to himself watching the guy struggle taking single bags off the truck and so he decided to give him a hand, taking three bags at a time with ease. They were just unloading it all into the barn when Kate showed up in her sports car. It was a hot day and Steve had taken his shirt off as the sweat poured off his massive chest and glistened on his muscular pecs. He removed his gloves and shook Kate's hand forcefully with his sweaty hand. He smiled to himself as he saw Kate's eyes check out his body.

"I see it's all arrived," Kate pointed in to the barn, already walking in to avoid being seen looking at Steve's beautiful body. This was a professional relationship after all.

"I was expecting more of it," Steve noted. "That's never going to last the month. There's not enough."

"A month?" asked Kate, amused. "No, that lot will do you for the whole six month trial. I calculated it myself."

"What, that's all I'm getting?" Steve grumbled, suddenly annoyed. Had he just wasted his time setting up his farm for one hundred of his pigs to trial the new feed, only for them to end up starving to death?

"Trust me, trust me," Kate continued smugly, patting a bag of the feed. "It's more than enough." She pulled out a pen knife from her suit jacket and made a slit in one of the bags, pulling out a handful of biscuit-like feed. "This stuff is packed with everything the pigs need to grow. They love it."

She handed one of the biscuit shapes to Steve, who held it in his hand suspiciously. He smelt it and rolled it in his fingers to examine it. It seemed like a normal dog biscuit. "And I don't need to feed them anything else?" he asked again, still disbelieving.

Kate shook her head. "Trust me, you'll see the effects in no time," she smiled, slapping Steve on his huge arm, putting her sunglasses back on and striding back towards her sports car. "I'll be back in four weeks to see how you're getting on," she finished, slamming her car door and leaving Steve with the delivery guy to finish unloading the last of the feed.