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Oink, oink.
Several years ago, there was a girl who approached me. She knew she was submissive, she knew she needed a firm hand. She knew she was fat.
The first time I called her a pig, she was shocked. But something grew inside her and she began to understand she was a piglet - fat, but could get fatter.
She was spanked, beaten, humiliated. Fattened. And she loved it. Being fucked from behind, tied up, hair pulled, plenty of other vanilla things - anything while being called a pig. Tied to racks, ass-fucked, thrown in mud with a pig nose on - becoming a pig
So I'm here to find more pigs, more wannabe sow's - fuck them, feed them and show pigs how to behave. No strings, I currently have one pig in the pen.
If you think you have what it takes - oink at me and tell me your name. |
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