chapter 5 - first day

Beth was different. While she was never unsure of herself, this new version had confidence that borderlined on domineering. She didn’t even say hello to her former friend when she saw her for the first time in over four weeks. She simply looked her new property up and down, admiring what she was given, but imagining how much further she still had to go.

“Wow, Brandi was right, you are just a little piglet.” She walked over to the stall, her steps asserting some hidden authority. Glancing at the “169”, she shook and lowered her head.

“Don’t worry, I’ve learned a lot during my own orientation: new recipes, how to maximize calories” Beth bent her knees to be closer to Ellie’s level and poked into her with her index finger, “ways to stretch out that belly, and most importantly,” her lips brushed against her ear, “ways to increase your appetite.”

Ellie winced. She was scared; any hope she might have held onto that her friend would free her from this prison slipped away. Her stomach growled, and she clenched her fists into the dirt, angry that she was, of all times, now starving.. She hated how much she was growing into this Role, how her body’s cravings pulled her further and further down this road.

She was going to lose herself.

A few amenities had been added to the barn over the weeks, including three industrial refrigerators sent from the Capital, storing weeks worth of food. While Ellie had a dirt and straw stall, there was a king-size bed against the right wall, On the opposite was a scale on a concrete slab for Ellie’s daily weight checks, and a hose and drain for the rare occasion she was sprayed down to placate complaining neighbors.

Beth grabbed a liter of a brown, fizzy liquid, opened a nearby cabinet and grabbed some tablets. She lifted Ellie to her feet and sat over in the chair by the bed.

“Come join me, little piggy.” She patted the bed with her free hand.

It wasn’t entirely unusual for Ellie to be allowed to walk this way, but she knew it was never for her benefit. After all, this was the best way to show off a weakening piglet’s growing, disgusting body. She initially struggled to keep balance, wobbling slightly, but managed to step forward. Her belly, protruding out from a meal she had finished not but 30 minutes earlier, bounced just the tiniest bit. Her thighs touched, her sweat making them stick as she continued. Each footstep highlighted this new layer of fat she had grown in such a short time.

Ellie laid down, and Beth brought the bottle of fluid to her mouth. Without having to be told, she started chugging the liquid until about half was gone. Beth then grabbed a few tablets and shoved them into Ellie’s mouth, before pouring in more drink. She quickly swallowed, accidentally taking in too much, and a bulging pain traveled down her throat. Beth placed her palms on her belly and shook.

“I’m just helping it along. You’re going to love this, I promise.” She continued shaking, “Then after, I’ll top you off with some heavy cream.”

All she felt was bubbling in her stomach and fullness, but it wasn’t anything she hadn’t handled before. A few moments passed, and the pressure grew. What did Beth do?

Why was her belly growing?

“Piggy, we’ve got to keep pumping this in you.” She fed her more and more.

The growing continued.

Ellie grabbed the sides of her belly with both hands; the pressure was still increasing, and this great discomfort was turning into pain. She was unsure how much more she could take, she never remembered Brandi making her this full before. She started rubbing in circles, trying to relieve it in some way, but those bubbles finally percolated through her throat and lips.

BBBBBBEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLCCCCCC CCHhhhhhhhhhh!

“Wow! Everyone was right, you are a filthy slob, aren’t you? We’re gonna have to give you some more to make sure your stomach is properly stretched for what’s next.”

The relief she felt from burping was replaced with more and more pressure. This time, Beth got out of her chair, sat on the side of the bed, and took over caring for her belly. She grazed the tips of her fingernails against her piglet’s new stretch marks then cupped her hands on her belly. She began massaging, which ‘cause Ellie to let out a much smaller burp.

As Beth continued, Ellie closed her eyes and moaned quietly. Despite the discomfort, the pain, this was the best she had felt all month. If prompted, she’d have a hard time putting words to it; was she...was she aroused? No. She hated this. This wasn’t who she was, she was NOT a pig.

But when Beth brought the heavy cream to her mouth, she started chugging again. The pain grew, but the more it did the more she wanted to keep going. She attempted to increase her speed, but inadvertently snorted instead, spilling cream onto her chin, neck, and chest.

Content, Beth’s new piglet drifted off to sleep.