Chapter 2 - Farm to table

"That's is piggy" she teased, coaxing him into the livestock scale. His blubbery body sweating rivets as the slab creaked under his weight.

A few moments passed as the dial climbed before settling on it's number.

"894"

She called out flatly. A time if disappointment in her voice. A loss of 2 pounds.

"Well at least we know what were starting with... Here piggy."

She pressed against his backside putting her lips against his ear and whispered. "let me fatten you up"

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Fullness, constant tube fed, agonizing fullness shortly followed. As far as he could tell. She had helped him into a special contraption of her design, a series of straps and harnesses that dangled him above the ground and let his immense stomach hang free. His fat limbs extended out to allow unrestricted growth as four tubes had been placed into him.

The first two were for feeding, one to suck on and another that went past his nostril, down his gullet and directly into his stomach.

Another was for oxygen, hissing the life support he would need at his increasing size.

And the last she claimed was for cleaning. A thick tube of on demand water aimed into his bowels to make sure his system was "properly irrigated"

It started off simple after that weigh in. Good to her word she stuffed him silly with all sorts of fattening treats. But now? Well she revealed that to him as he had drifted into a food coma.

"look at you piggy. So plump and large. That enormous blobby belly packed to the max and ready to burst~ I know you've outdone yourself as theres a good 20 pounds of food in you. That's right piggy, you've passed the milestone. You know what happens to big fat prize winning piggy's like you they reach their goal weight?"

She teased her hands exploring his rolls as she dug into his massive fupa. Her fingers wrapping around his burried privates. "first they're milked to breed fatter stock"

She teased watching his face turn red with exertion as she continued to please him. It didn't take long before he was squealing and panting into a orgasm/food induced coma.

"then they're fattened for slaughter."