chapter 2

“Don't worry my dear that place is inspected last. But first…” He pushed her legs up at a thirty degree angle giving him a full view of her plump rump. “What a piggy you are. the ran his hands from her ankles to her butt naming the parts of her in a way that worried her. Shanks (at her calves), juicy hams (at her thighs) and sweet plum rump (as he was spanking her ass (she gave a squeal at that)). he was giving her a through massage of her butt for a few minutes before letting her bottom half drop to the table giving him access to her soft waiting belly. He grabbed it swiftly and squeezed very hard making her gasp. “you know what all this is my little porker? This is the finest bacon at the fair. Just ready to sizzle out there.” As all this happened the ribbon remained in place. the adhesive seemed to grow stronger as his inspection confirmed her prize porker status. He stuck his finger down the hem of her shirt and pulled down popping out the remainder of her button and splitting her shirt down the middle revealing her full front to the inspector. Her breasts were bountiful and bouncy as they popped free. He grabbed one and began to pinch her nipples “If you weren't going to win that ribbon you would have made a fine milker you know. But i think its the pit for you.” he said smiling. “But before that the piece of resistance.” He switched back to the other end of the table and pushed his face right up to her pretty panties as his hands reached up and he curled his fingers over her plush thighs and up under the band of her panties and slowly started to roll them down off her legs and over her feet. Peg tried vainly at the end to catch the panties with her toes but to on avail. No Jules’s face was staring at Peg’s secret spot, shaved and soft. She could feel his quick breaths on her lower lips. She turned even pinker with embarrassment and anticipation. She didn't know how she felt. She was both exhilarated, flustered, and wanting more. His magic fingers both prodded and seemingly pleased her body. She was a rush with endorphins awaiting what ever happened next with a mixture of dread and preoccupation.

“Now piggy get up and turn over. We need to see you on all fours.” he said standing up straight.

“Oink?” she said confused. “Oooiinnkk!” she said pointing to her secret spot. This wasn't how she thought it was going to go.

“Sorry but I must be impartial. Wouldn't want people to think you slept your way to the dinner table.”

His words were a dim echo blocked by her disappointment as she slumped over and got on all fours on the table. She felt the weight of her breasts and belly hanging straight down as she got balanced. Jules held up a phone and took a picture. “You should see how good you look my dear.” he said as he turned the screen to show her…herself. But not quite. She looked mostly like herself She did not remember her nose being quite so flat and did her ears always look like that? and she certainly didn't remember having a tail. She was still mostly girl but this was more pig than she ever would have like to be. Jules grabbed her corkscrew tail and wrapped it around his finger while his other hand grabbed her soft pink underbelly his fingers invading her navel.

“Well I have to say you won this one in a walk. Well more of a waddle but who is counting. Winner winner guess who is dinner.”

“Oink” she said remembering the prize she seemed have won.as she blinked the tent filled up with a crowd of people all staring at her and licking their lips. She couldn't stop staring at the man in the corner in a full french chef’s outfit holding two large carving knives and running them together creating a terrible metal noise. Then all the other people in the tent fell upon her and grabbed her her limbs and carried her out of the tent into the bright sunlight. The carried her to a three level podium like from the olympics with a level for 3rd, 2nd, and 1st place. The carried her spread eagle her tits and pussy for all to see to the 1st place podium as she was being carried she felt heavier and heavier as people in the crowd were putting ribbons all over her body. One on her leg saying Finest Hams, one on her foot saying tastiest toes, one for each breast one saying TOP TIT and the other BEST BREAST. She could just imagine what was being stuck on her ass. At the end she was stood up on the 1st place stage and she could see all the people with hinger in their eyes slavering for her meat. She could see out past the crowd the cook his dark eyes never leaving her as he sharpened his knives standing next to a massive bbq and another man filling it with coal. She shivered and…

BEEP BEEP BEEP.

Peg woke up suddenly. the dream interrupted left her mind as she tried to recall specifics. It seemed so vital and important that she remembered. But all she seemed to remember was that guy Jules, and his hands, and the fact that she was really fucking horny. She picked up her phone which showed a missed call from her manager which she would return tomorrow. She looked down and noticed that in her tossing and turning the inspector’s card had stuck to her belly. She pulled it off and considered. “Well belly you've always steered me right. I think its time we got an experts opinion on how much of a pig i am.” she began to dial the number and her belly growled. As the phone rang she patted it. :Don't worry Ill have him bring food.”

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Peg awoke to the sound of her motel door slamming shut as the first ray of light hit through the dirty window. She felt satisfied in multiple ways. She liked it when her delivery sex got rid of itself. She wished her delivery food boxes were as courteous. She yawned and stretch out on the bed running her toes over the sheets and patting her belly. As she getup to go take a shower her phone rang again. It was her manager again.

“Yello.”

“Peg. I’ve got the perfect job for you.”

“How is it perfect?”

“One it pays a lot. Two its crazy easy and three it might scare you straight out of your little problem.”

“Oh its less little than it was yesterday.” she held the phone next to her belly and gave it a lid slap so he could hear.

“Its a commercial. Totally local so you wont be national tv in your current condition.”

“What kind of commercial?” she asked interested now.

“A restaurant a theme BBQ place a few locations out in the boonies. But they want to expand.”

Hah, I know the feeling. So is free food part of the pay?”

I don’t think you'll be saying that once you see it. I wont say any more because I want it to be a surprise. Ill send you the address and wire you gas money.”
Peg arrived at the bathroom and turned on the lights and looked at herself in the mirror. She saw the verdict of her late night inspection written in black marker over her belly. PRIZE PORKER 1ST PLACE. and she turned around and saw on her ass written in the same script GRADE A RUMP ROAST. She smiled to her self and gave it a spank.

“So whats the name of the place?”

“Butterballs.”