章 95: Pigging Out
Summary: Ashley is a freelance programmer working for an anonymous client. Developing a program for training slaves remotely, developed with BDSM kinksters in mind.
Things go wrong however when, during the last testing, the program starts behaving strangely. Ashley soon finds herself under the control of her mysterious client.
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Ashley pumped her fist in triumph, "fuck yes!" she had finally done it. It had taken her months to finish this project but she hoped her customer would be satisfied. The program she had made was to be used as a virtual master or mistress for a submissive person. Her customer was apparently heavily into the BDSM scene and wanted something to control his or her submissive with over distance. So Ashley had designed just such a program. She happily E-mailed her customer that the program was finished and she just wanted to thoroughly test it over the weekend to see that it was 100% up to her standards before she sent it to him or her.
It was quite simple in theory, input what you want the end result to be and then the program would gather data from the internet and develop the best way to train the submissive to that end goal. The actual making of the program had been a lot harder though as she had to also develop a system to reward and punish the submissive as well, depending on their performance.
What she had come up with was a chastity belt of sorts. One that locked on remotely, connected to the computer via the internet. The belt had options for two plugs to be attached, one for the vagina and one for anal use. Then the computer could choose to either stimulate the trainee with vibrations or punish it with small electrical shocks. Which of course could be dialed up and down on a scale.
There was only one last thing to do now and that was test it properly. She had of course made small tests continuously over the course of the project but now she would finally get to test the real deal. She had stripped off her jeans and panties and donned the belt, using just the vaginal probe for now. She sat at her computer and booted the program.
"Input physical properties.
Hairstyle:
Weight:
Height:
Physical description:
She filled out the lines. Brunette, shoulder length. 129lbs. 5'6". Lean and fit. B-cup breasts, small tight butt. Cute face.
The screen went blank for a second before white blocky text appeared. "Welcome Slave, I am your virtual master, please choose a training program," Ashley grinned excitedly. She herself enjoyed some kinky sex from time to time so she was rather eager to test this out.
On the empty line under the text she wrote, "Maid training," and hit enter. A heartbeat later new text appeared, "Input length of program, starting date to finishing date," so she put in today's date, Friday, and as finishing date she put, Sunday. That way she would be under the programs supervision for the weekend, and that should give her plenty of time to test it properly.
Then it takes a bit longer as the program gathers its data and processes it. After a few minutes more text pops up. Explaining shortly what it has found and how it wants to use the information as well as what its idea for the end result is in the time given. Ashley reads everything carefully and nods slowly. Perfect, she clicks affirmative and the information locks in. A simple message appears next, "The slave will kneel on the floor, three feet from the screen, knees spread, hands on its thighs."
Ashley gets up and does as ordered. When she's taken the position there's a brief pause until the web camera has registered her in the correct position.
"Good slave, this will be your default resting position. Whenever you don't have anything to do, you will come here and assume this position," the computer finishes by activating the vibrations in the chastity belt. Ashley can't help but jump a bit at the sudden vibrations. They are quite strong, though the computer can regulate that as well.
As the vibrations stop a new message appears, "You will now be shown a few instructional videos and images of how you will accomplish your work. Then you will carry out these tasks, you will be monitored and timed so as to eliminate any cheating." Ashley nodded as the screen changed again from the black with white text to a video. She knew the computer could only guesstimate, as it had no real.way to monitor her in any other room than this for the moment. It was of course possible to just add more web cameras to help with that but for this test she only had the one.
After the videos and pictures were done playing she got orders to stand up and begin her tasks for the day, and off she went. It was exciting being controlled like this, and the program seemed to run very well.
And it did, the weekend passed very quickly for Ashley. Wearing the belt at all times proved no real issues either as she had tested that quite extensively beforehand. She had been trained to cook and clean and some other maidly duties as well as posture training and speech training in front of the web camera.
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Millie looked up as her computer chimed, she clicked open the email and read it quickly. She smiled wickedly at the news there. Then she began her real work. Her coding work was already finished, now it was only a matter of incorporating it into Ashley's program.
. .
As she finished her last chores on Sunday afternoon and went in to take her position in front of the virtual master she was in for a surprise though. She expected the program to declare itself finished with her training and release her from the belt. However the message displayed told her something different.
"Program testing completed…"
"Waiting for new input…"
She stared at the screen with a frown, no this wasn't right. She began to stand up and immediately got a shock between her legs, her legs buckling and she fell back into a kneeling position, "ow! What the fuck!?" Ashley exclaimed and looked up at the screen. A new message appeared.
"The slave will remain in resting position. Receiving new input."
Ashley was now even more confused. What was that about? She didn't give it any new commands at all, the test was supposed to end with her being released from this belt. Then she saw the input screen flicker and new text appeared.
"Welcome Slave, I am your virtual master, please choose a training program," then as Ashley watched the empty line underneath where she normally would write her commands started to fill in automatically.
"Pet pig," it simply read. Ashley's eyes widened and she stared at it for several heartbeats before she managed to utter a few confused words.
"Wait! What? How?" She even looked around as if to see if anyone else was in her apartment with her. Of course there wasn't anyone here but her though. The next lines appeared on the screen.
"Input length of program, starting date to finishing date," and she watched as today's date appeared and then the same date in a year's time appeared on the next line. She gasped loudly, what the hell was happening?
Just then both her computer and her phone chimed and she received a new e-mail. She carefully picked her phone up, not daring to go for the computer unless she wanted to get shocked again. There was a new mail from the client who ordered the program.
"Dear Ashley
I'm pleased to see that you've finished the program I wanted. And even more pleased to see it working properly. You are a very skilled programmer indeed, fortunately though so am I. As you now have noticed the program isn't quite finished with you, and you must be wondering why. Well the answer to that is simple, I am not finished with you.
While you have been testing the program this weekend I've remotely accessed it through your computer and tweaked it more to my liking. You will find it a rough time to even reach your computer now and even if you do I've disabled any input from your end.
The reasons for me doing this is also very simple. Revenge. You were always a bitch growing up, you thought yourself better than others and were never late in shoving that in their faces. I especially was made to suffer. Being called stupid and fat every day for many years does things to a person you know. It made me actually believe them for a long while. But I've gotten over that now, and I'm here to exact my revenge.
All the best, 'Massive Millie' "
Ashley read the email several times shaking her head in disbelief. The signature tugged at her memory though. Massive Millie had been just that when they grew up, fat and quite slow. She had repressed just how awful she had been to this girl, somehow she had thought that others had as well. Apparently Millie hadn't though.
She began to type a response but another shock through her chastity belt put an end to that. She looked up at the computer only to see a new message.
"No electronics allowed. Pet pigs live simple lives without the use of devices."
Ashley eyes her phone, now laying on the floor. It knew. She swallowed nervously, how would she get out of this now? She hadn't thought it would be an issue so she hadn't even activated the safeword functions for the weekend. Something she dearly regretted now. New letters appeared on the screen.
"Gathering data…" a few seconds passed before the next message appeared.
"Per pigs live their lives on the floor/ground, you will remain on your hands and knees at all times. The only time you are allowed to stand is when preparing food. The GPS in your belt will show if you fail to comply."
Ashley slowly shook her head. Surely this wasn't happening. But the computer continued to churn out line after line of text.
"Your new Mistress, Mistress Millie, has tasked me with training you and changing you to become her perfectly adoring pet pig. As per her instructions I will lay out the course of the training…"
The message showed for a few seconds before disappearing when new text began appearing.
"Weight gain, you are now 129lbs. New goal weight is, 240lbs."
"Behaviour modification, obedient pet pig."
"Proper level of adoration for your Mistress will be instilled."
"Other modifications.. new piercings added: ear tag.. body hair removal: stopped immediately."
Ashley shook her head, "no, no, no no!" Her voice rose in volume as the panic welled up inside her. Another shock through the dildo in her vagina made her hiss in pain though.
"The pig will be expected to not use human speech and instead use, snorts and squeals to communicate from here on out."
Fuck that, Ashley thought to herself and began to try and manually open the belt even though she knew it probably wouldn't work. Immediately the electrical shocks began but she tried her best to ignore them as they slowly increased in power. She managed to grit her teeth to the pain for several seconds before her legs and belly started cramping from the electrical current and she fell to her side and stopped her desperate attempts at escape.
She lay panting her whole midsection hurt now and she couldn't get out of the belt. she glanced at her phone but knew she would only be punished again. She would have to endure the training, for a time at least, until she could figure something out.
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Another chime from her computer alerted Millie. She went to check it and saw that Ashley had finished her trial run. In a little square on her screen she could see Ashley's screen. The text appearing and disappearing on it. And in another window she saw Ashley kneeling before her computer. Millie again grinned wickedly as she overrode the programs pre programmed response and replaced it with her own lines.
She saw Ashley's reactions in real time to what she wrote. She laughed out loud at the outrage on the small brunette's face. This was going to be extremely fun to watch.
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The first two weeks passed and she was only let up from her hands and knees a couple of times a day at most. At least twice a day for cooking, if you could even call it that. The first few days she was simply ordered to take the fattiest and most calorie rich things she had in her fridge and mix it together into slop and eat it from a bowl on the floor. As expected it tasted foul but was extremely filling.
After a couple of days a delivery came to her door, it was more food. She signed and paid on orders from the program and brought it inside. When she unpacked it she found a large bucket of gainer powder, meant for people who worked out and wanted to add mass. There was also quite a lot of cake mix and heavy cream. As well as several different vitamins. Then an assortment of other foods as well. After that each day started with a large shake consisting of cake mix, gainer powder, heavy cream and one of each vitamin.
For dinner there was the regular slop she was forced to make as well.
Luckily for her the chastity belt had a panel over her ass that was removable so she could at least use the bathroom. She wasn't so lucky with the dildo inside her pussy though, she could still pee but cleaning herself was expectedly harder. Something the program wasn't concerned about since pigs were dirty anyway.
On the fourth day she received another delivery, this one consisted of several web cameras. One for each room in her apartment.
The fifth day she was surprised to see that she were allowed to go out today. She quickly got dressed and noted that some of her clothes fit a bit differently than they used to. She was then ordered to go to a piercing parlour at the shopping mall. The program had apparently booked her for an appointment there and had her ear pierced, high up on her ear. She was afraid she already knew what that was for.
When she arrived home that day she was shocked to find all the cameras installed and her door lock changed out as well. She was very creeped out by that and that the new door lock was an electronic one as well.
After that the surprises stopped and every day was filled with more of the same. Waking up, making her shake and chugging it down before sinking down onto the floor once again. Then she was forced to crawl around on the floor in one of the rooms and pretend to roll in mud and root around on the ground. This went on to dinner where she made more fatty and calorie rich slop which she ate from a bowl on the floor. Then the rest of the day was spent the same as the morning.
It was dull and boring and took a real toll on her sanity she noticed after only a few days. It was a week and a half before the next delivery came, this one she wasn't even allowed to personally receive, but had to hide in another room as it was delivered. When she was allowed to check it she saw it was a very small package. She was asked to open it and inside she found a yellow plastic tag for her ear. It had some writing on it and she wanted to cry when she read it.
"Porkie"
0001
She tried getting out of actually putting it on but was then promptly shocked until she squealed like a pig. For which, to her utter horror, she was rewarded with several minutes worth of vibrations.
After that she wore the tag day and night without question.
There was also a weigh in at the end of the week, every week. First week there was just a couple of pounds difference. The second week a considerable amount more was added to her weight. Ashley did not like what she saw on that scale, but her virtual master did. After having gained a solid ten pound the first week she was rewarded with half an hour of pleasure. Enough to bring her to the brink of orgasming but not quite enough to push her over the edge. It left her frustrated and angry that her body betrayed her so.
. .
Millie monitored Ashley closely the first two weeks. She made sure the punishments were harsh and the rewards pleasurable. At the slightest sign of hesitation or defiance from the brunette, Millie punished her. She wanted to train Ashley to not even think of being defiant.
After the first two weeks and weigh-ins Millie was very pleased as she saw how Ashley, now Porkie, had grown.
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Weeks passed, and months. Ashley grew and became lazier and lazier. Her program turned out to be an efficient trainer. Halfway through the training she had gained more than half of what they wanted her to. And it showed. Her formerly tight and fit body was now covered with a thick layer of fat. Her thighs were big and riddled with cellulite. Her arms were big and flabby. Her stomach hung underneath her, several rolls on her sides. Her breasts, the perky B-cups from before, were now big bloated bags hanging under her as she crawled around. And when she sat on her ass, her soft belly was mashed into several thick rolls and her breasts rested heavily on top of it.
Her mind was starting to slip from her, the dullness of just crawling around and acting like a pig destroyed her. She felt as if she were slipping further and further away from the sharp young girl she had been only a few months ago.
The chastity belt was still around her waist, uncomfortably tight now. She wished the computer would.let her get out of it but also knew there was no chance for that.
About a month into the training a small package had arrived. It had contained a small container of very strong skin glue. She had stared at it in puzzlement for a long time until the computer had shown her a video of what she was to do with it.
It was simple as she followed the step by step instructions. First, put some of the glue on the ridge of her nose. Then press her nose up making a snout, and hold until properly bonded.
She hadn't even protested this time. Having been punished frequently the first few weeks she was scared of the shocks now and wanted to avoid them.
When the glue had finally set she was forced to sit in front of her floor length mirror and look at her own reflection for the whole afternoon. All the while ordered to snort, grunt and squeal like a pig. That day had broken something in her, the light of hope diminishing even further.
Now at the six month anniversary of her capture and training she woke to a new day. Preparing herself for it to be filled with the same as the previous day's she got up and clumsily crawled to the kitchen for her breakfast.
This day though the belt sent a tingling electrical current into her pussy as she was on the way. This made her stop and turn to the screen instead, crawling up to it to see what was going on. A break in the monotonous routine, this intrigued her immensely.
She could vaguely see her reflection in the dark screen. Her fat body looking back at her, her hair greasy and unkempt, she was only allowed quick showers without proper soap or hair products. Two big tufts of hair stuck out from under her armpits, and a large and thick bush showed between her legs around the belt. Her legs as well showed dark hairs all over. She hadn't been allowed near a razor, or anything else humans used, for so long.
The screen hopped to life. A new message with orders appeared, something she hadn't been here before.
"Porkie, you are making good progress." This was followed by a pleasant buzz between her legs for quite a few seconds.
"Now it's time to move onto the next phase of your training. Conditioning for your mistress."
"You will be sent a package with some of your mistress's clothes to smell. And the entire afternoon each day will now be spent here, in front of the screen where conditioning training will commence."
The computer finishes off by giving her orders to proceed with her morning routine. A shake and then pig time. When dinner rolled around she ate her regular slop, she had gotten used to it a long time ago now and ate it almost happily nowadays. All the added weight and size had apparently made her more hungry as well so she looked forward to feeding time every day now instead of dreading it. The program had even added another feeding session in the evenings now.
After dinner she went to the computer again as ordered. The black screen began to produce words immediately as she entered the room.
"Take your place before the screen, no more than two feet away. And do not under any circumstances take your attention away from the screen until instructed otherwise."
She crawled up close to the screen and sat on her knees, her hands resting on her fat thighs. And as the screen went black again she could vaguely see the reflection of her snout nose on the screen. She didn't feel anger or humiliation about it anymore though. It was just another thing in her life now.
The screen flickered and a picture of Millie appeared. This was a picture from this year or at least since she quit school because she had changed quite a bit since Ashley saw her last. As the picture appeared though the belt began to vibrate against her pussy, the dildo inside her as well. She jumped a bit and sighed. It had been some time since she had earned the reward of pleasure now and she welcomed it happily.
And so her afternoon was spent looking at different pictures of Millie as she was slowly pleasured by the vibrations. This continued every day after that, a couple of days later a new box arrived. With what appeared to be used womens clothing. The program let her know that this was Millie's clothes. Several pairs of used panties, several pairs of used socks and a very used t-shirt.
After that she was forced to press different pieces of the clothing to her snout and only breathe through her nose as she watched the pictures and got pleasured by the belt. Deep down she probably knew what was happening, what the conditioning did. Though her mind was just so eager for any new inputs so it soaked everything in eagerly.
And before long she started to heavily associate Millie's scent and visage with pleasure. Her body quickly started to get excited as soon as she saw the pictures or smelled her clothing.
Slowly but surely Ashley disappeared and the obedient pet pig emerged.
. .
Millie watched as Ashley glued her nose up, she laughed out loud for several minutes as she saw the miserable look on the other girl's face. And she watched as Ashley spent hours upon hours just crawling around, mindlessly acting like the log she was becoming. She could clearly see how the body grooming had stopped. Ashley's legs were getting hairy and her crotch as well. Not much yet but by the time they were done she would be magnificent Millie was sure.
When she began to introduce the adoration conditioning Millie really enjoyed watching as Ashley started reluctantly the first few days. Then she could clearly see how Ashley's defences were overcome, day by day she watched her slip. Until she eagerly picked up a sock or a pair of panties and smelled them. Millie could even see that Ashley started to get aroused even before the belt started its vibrations.
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This was it, the last day of her training. She should probably have felt excited at that. One whole year of being forced to grow fat and lazy and obedient for her mistress. In truth though her mind had been dulled down so much she barely even registered that this was the one year anniversary of her capture.
Her day started as it always did, wake up on the floor. Crawl to the kitchen and make her morning shake. Then the morning was spent crawling around and rooting or just lounging about with nothing but her mind as company. She had planned and planned those first weeks. Now though her mind was sort of disconnected from her reality. Her thoughts slow and ponderous instead. Mostly thinking about her next meal and the most comfortable position.
Her latest weigh-in had put her at 245lbs so she had overshot the target weight by 5lbs already and had been thoroughly rewarded with an orgasm after the fact. Her gut hung down beneath her, thick rolls covered her sides now. Her thighs and ass are wide and fat and ridden with cellulite. Her flabby arms jiggled as she moved as the rest of her also did. Her big drooping tits hanging low and swinging underneath her with every step. Even her face had fattened up, her cheeks swollen and three double chins. Her nose was as normal glued up to give her a snout, something she had to redo every month or so, she wasn't to good at keeping time beyond feeding time now.
The belt, who had been tight six months ago, had one night been changed. She had eaten her dinner and was told to add new vitamins. She had felt so very drowsy after that and shortly after fallen asleep. When she had woken the morning after she noted that there was more space for her waist now, and the belt had been changed and modified. Now it seemed to be able to enlarge around her waist as needed. A small mechanical set of wheels and other things she didn't know what they were sat encased into a small box to one side. Much like a regular belt one end of the belt fed through that box and was easy to tighten but could only loosen up with the help of the little motors inside the casing. Something that the computer controlled completely.
Lunch time came, slop, which she quickly scarfed down from her bowl on the floor. Next up was obedience training for her mistress. She crawled into the room with the computer and over to a box at the side of the room. There she put her head into the box and rooted around for a bit until she produced one of her mistresses' old socks. She took it in her mouth and crawled over to the screen. There she sat and stared at the screen, her hand pressing the sock against her face as the other rested on her thigh. Her belt buzzing away as images of Millie scrolled past on the screen.
Her body and mind now associated her pleasure with Millie whole heartedly. Just the thought of her mistress made her wet these days.
This continued until dinner time, which was more of the slop of course. Then just free dinner, her belt buzzed again in the way it did when it summoned her to the computer. She obediently crawled over there, and was rewarded with some vibrations. Just enough to get her excited.
A new message typed itself on the screen as she entered and took her place in front of it.
"Pig slave 'Porkie' you have successfully completed your one year of pet pig training. Your mistress has been notified and will be expected to arrive and transport you to your new home soon."
Ashley, now Porkie, read the message, her slow mind churning to try and understand it. Then she heard a soft whirring sound from her belt and felt it loosen around her waist. She had to physically lift her belly away from it to feel it now, seeing it had been out of the question for a long time. And sure enough, after a few seconds she felt the locking mechanism click and release. She looked up at the screen suddenly feeling very anxious.
"You may remove the training belt pig."
She did, slowly pulling the vibrator out of herself. She shuddered as her long time intruder exited her. She crawled over to the full length mirror and sat up on her knees, again lifting her belly and squishing it against herself. She looked at her own pussy for the first time in a year. A thick matted tangle of dark hair was all she saw though. Her body hair left unchecked for her whole time training she sported a very large and unkempt bush now. Under her arms were the same thing and her legs were dark as well. Even the hair on her head had grown long and often got in the way for her now days, when she usually wore it about shoulder length before.
She looked at herself in the mirror, her pale white skin almost glowing. Her upturned piggy nose and the red blemishes in her face never made her feel self conscious anymore, not like they would have. She had forgotten how she used to look before. Every day here spent in the same slow and dull activities had made her forget almost everything about her old self. Her eyes drew to the tag in her ear.
"Porkie"
"0001"
She knew that was her name now. The program reminded her almost every time it had instructions for her.
She had no idea how long she sat there before there was a sound at the door. Someone was opening it from the outside. She crawled to the doorway and carefully peeked out into the little hallway. Seeing someone enter in the dark hallway she couldn't make out the face yet though.
She was nervous but the curiosity got the better of her so she stayed put. The figure kicked off its shoes by the door and stepped into the apartment proper. Then Porkie saw her. Her mistress, in the flesh. Her eyes widened and just as she had been trained her pussy started to get wet immediately. She waited impatiently for the buzzing pleasure to begin but realised that the belt was off so that wouldn't happen.
She instead moved forward. Crawling out into the same hallway as Millie. Crawling up to her eagerly. Millie beamed down at her, "oh what a big and beautiful girl you have become! My own lovely little.. well not so little, piggy!" She exclaimed and got down on one knee.
Millie looked just about as she always had. On the short side, 5'5 on a good day. Thick around the hips and thighs but otherwise a rather normal build. She was dressed in a skirt and blouse, looking quite professional. Her feet were bare and her heels lay by the door. She hugged the still kneeling Porkie happily and snuffled at her and snorted like a happy pig. She was in fact ecstatic to have her mistress here finally, being able to see and smell her for real was a bit overwhelming.
Millie stroked Porkie's back and head softly, lovingly and looked at the transformed girl before her. She looked into her eyes trying to see the same spark Ashley had but her eyes were dull now, dim. Her mind seemingly broken by the monotonous training. The only emotion now was happiness to see her mistress. Millie grinned wickedly and stood up, "ready to come with me to your new home Porkie? You want to come with your mistress?" She asked the fat girl on the floor.
Porkie strained to look up at her mistress as she now towered over her, a wide smile broke out on her chubby face and she nodded and squealed happily.
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Millie sat in her car and looked at the screen on her phone. She was outside of Ashley's house, the lawn completely overgrown by now. She watched as Ashley completed the last few steps of her training ant with great anticipation she looked as the fat, hairy girl on the screen fumbled with the belt for a moment before she managed to undo it. She watched as she crawled over to the mirror and looked at herself, the rolls of fat on her belly and sides. The body hair left unchecked, the blemished skin and the piggy snout. Millie couldn't wait any longer now. She put her phone down and got out of the car and headed up the driveway to the front door. Quickly entering the correct code for the lock on the door she entered into the dark hallway. She heard some shuffling further inside but forced herself to remain calm and take her time with her shoes.
As she finally went deeper into the home of her former bully she spotted her. A fat face peeking around a corner watching her. A wide grin grew on Millie's face as she approached the kneeling girl. She didn't make it much farther until she saw the broken girls face light up in recognition, then she quickly scampered out from her hiding spot and met Millie in the hallway. The sight was magnificent, the slim and beautiful girl was completely gone, swallowed up by the fat piggy kneeling on the floor. The formerly sneering expression Ashley always had when she looked at Millie was gone as well, replaced with adoration and what could only be described as love.
. .
Porkie woke as she always did, stomach grumbling. She was hungry. Though now instead of just crawling into the kitchen and make breakfast herself she needed to wait for her mistress to make it for her. Or she could always wake her, as long as she did it properly.
She crawled out of the dog bed she was allowed to sleep in and over to her mistresses bed. There she, as carefully as she could, crawled up on the bed. It was clumsy and not very discreet, her heavy frame making the bed squeak and bounce.
Once up though she snuck under the covers to find her mistress's feet. Her upturned snout snuffling around until she made contact. Then she began to gently and lovingly lick them. Snorting softly from time to time.
She kept this up until Millie stirred and awakened. She stretched and moaned as she propped herself up on one elbow and tossed the covers to one side with the other hand.
"Good morning Porkie! Is my little piggy hungry?" She asked sweetly with a wide grin.
Porkie lifted her head and squealed happily, smiling as well. Her stomach rumbling loudly with perfect timing.
Millie laughed heartily and sat up, "well go on then my little fatty, get that jiggly ass into the kitchen and I'll come help you!"
Porkie clumsily jumped off the bed and scampered away to the kitchen as her mistress pulled a robe over her nude body.
Millie had a wide smile on her lips as she entered her kitchen and found Porkie waiting obediently on the floor. These last few days with her new pet had been the best. Her old bully was nothing more than her stupid and ruined pet. There was nothing of the old Ashley left inside her, just a piggy who loved and adored her mistress. Porkie's mistress had even sheared off the tangled mess on her head, shaving her head completely bald, eyebrows and everything. Ashley would have cried for days, Porkie though, she didn't mind. She only wanted to please her mistress and mistress said she looked beautiful like this.
She knelt by her feeding bowl as her mistress entered the room. She watched attentively as her mistress opened the fridge and took out a small pot off scraps from her own cooking the day before. She poured it into a big blender along with some vitamins and other supplements that Porkie didn't pay attention to and then mixed everything into a nice looking slop. Her mouth watered as her mistress poured the slop into her bowl, she waited though and looked up at her mistress adoringly, until she nodded her head and said, "go on girl," then Porkie dove face first into the bowl and messily devoured the contents.
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