chapter 18 - sow

Two months into her trip, Brandi received confirmation of Kayla's pregnancy. She had fattened two more women for their towns, but each moment yearned to be back in her bed, snuggling tight against her piglet's grotesque, growing girth.

It was time to call in a favor.

"Yes. I understand, however," Brandi paced back and forth, "I think these women would respond better with a role model, and I'd be able to monitor her on the road with my own equip—"

"Brandi, this is an unusual request, but you've never failed us before. We trust your judgement," the silver-haired woman along with the other dinner party guests sat around a conference table, staring into a monitor.

A young man continued, "We'll have her sent out immediately, expect your package within a week." His ice-blue eyes pierced over the air like an implied threat, "Watch your back out there, Brandi. Don't stray from the path.."

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"Come up here, fatty! Everyone's waiting!" Brandi yanked the leash hard causing Kayla to trip up the stairs on her knees. Six months pregnant, her belly was a boulder, ironing out most of her rolls. She struggled to stand back up, resorting to wiggling to the stage.

"Stand up, Pig!" Brandi pulled once again with greater force, causing the harness to rub deeper into her back. She let out a loud squeal of pain and kicked herself upward, showing a woman close to 520 lbs wearing a shirt and panties at least three sizes too small.

"This is what we loathe! This is what you are if you let greed rule you. A," she pulled her closer, "Big." Closer. "Fat." Its belly nearly knocked her off balance, "Sow."

Kayla's mass increased her momentum, so she ran to stop from falling again. Brandi reached out too late, watching her piglet twist in slow motion as her rear cushioned her fall.

Forgetting for a moment where she was, Kayla let out a belch and faps of wind, leaving the audience speechless.

"Ewww, revolting!" A young woman called out.

"Simply sickening!" Another cried out.

The sow's cheeks turned red before a bubbling stomach interrupted her humiliation. She whimpered at Brandi, holding out her arms, clamping her hands open and closed.

"This is my fault, I'm afraid. I haven't feed her in about 30 minutes, so our piggy's cranky." She grabbed a liter bottle, cramming it into her mouth to settle the beast. Everyone watched in horror, mummering more insults, wishing to wash their eyes of this memory.

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&quo t;Shit!" Standing on the scale in her lodging bathroom, she stared at a blinking '163'.

Brandi crawled into bed next to a slumbering, snorting Kayla, grabbing a couple cookies out of the covers to dip into her glass of sow's milk.

What was she going to do?