That Thursday it was overcast, cold, and damp. A sharp blustery wind that cut right through your clothes, like a knife added to the discomfort you felt.

Setting in the warm cab of his van, the Farmer smiled as he watched his three little pigs, rapidly divesting themselves of their school uniforms outside in the parking lot. Shivering as they dropped their garments to the ground, beside the van's side door, they then stood, hands behind them with their legs spread.

When they were all standing up straight, with their hands behind their backs, shivering, totally NAKED! his smile broadened. As they shuttered, with their labia tags, their only clothing, shifting in the cutting breeze, he felt a glow of ownership.

Yes his herd was a source of great pleasure not to mention profit to him, and these small ones were typical of his animals, small, compact and obedient.

The naked pigs knew they had to just stand there shivering, waiting for him to push the button for the van's side door to slide open and let them in.

Relaxing in the driver's seat, observing his three little cock sucker pigs, like the proud owner he was, the Farmer's dick twitched. He had had no problems with this lot for a long time. Amused he watched as the three pairs of nipples seemed to explode from the small developing, shaking, breasts.

Suddenly they all heard, from across the parking lot,

"What the hell are you girls doing there? You girls . STOP THAT THIS INSTANT."

Self-consciously the three shivering pigs grabbed up their removed uniforms, tried to cover their naked bodies and turned. There they observed an advancing teacher, hastily approaching from across the parking lot. Nervously, then they turned back to the van, seeking guidance.

The Farmer pushed the remote button that slid back the van's side door, and ordered them,

"Get in! Just like you normally do. Pay no attention to the bitch."

Fearing punishment, the naked pigs clamored inside the van's metal body on their knees and quickly placed all their garments in the waiting paper bags, like they had had to do every Thursday since they were inducted into the Farmer's cock sucker pig herd. Then kneeling in the van facing the rear, they placed their hands behind their backs, they spread their knees, and adopted the required pose, staring at the back door, awaiting his further orders.

As the denuded pigs obediently waited, they heard again,

"STOP! What are you girls doing in that van? You com ."

The Farmer had exited the driver's seat, rounded the van body, and come up beside the bellowing woman. He extended the industrial strength cattle prod, and touched the back of woman's exposed fat red neck.

"ZZZ"

The electrical current sizzled and easily subdued the woman. It worked just like turning off a light switch.

The woman's twitching body dropped forward, and wound up, half inside the van, and half on the tarmac.

He ordered,

"Drag the bitch inside!"

The naked pigs hastened to obey.

Then from outside the van he ordered,

" . Good! . Now strip her naked! . Good . Now secure the fat carcass in the breeding frame. . Quickly!" the farmer observed from his position, standing beside the van looking in on his obedient animals. He had a dead line to meet, to begin the day's servicing of the now waiting customers at the farmers market but this 'little detail' had to be dealt with.

While the pigs denuded the subdued teacher, and went about placing her unresisting carcass over the folding frame in the rear of the van, he policed up her pocket book, and ambled back around to the van's driver seat door. He again activated the remote, and the door slid shut.

As he drove to the Sty in the farmer's market yard for another afternoon of profit from his cock sucking pigs, in the van's rear view mirror, he kept an eye on them to assure, they were following his orders.

The now naked older woman was quickly secured, face down over the now opened frame by a metal ring that encircling her neck. Then the rack's fold out base 'wings' were raised. This spread the woman's bony knees wide apart, effectively securing spread open her fat cunt labia. The fat cunt was now secure and totally opened for whatever use he wanted to put it to.

He handed the naked pigs two long plastic wire ties. They captured the nude woman's wrists behind her back with the first, and with the second tie, they attached the woman's joined wrist tie, to the metal collar securing her neck to the frame.

The woman's moaning began to unnerve the pigs, so the Farmer easily reached over the seat, directed the cattle prod through the naked woman's defenseless cunt to her tail bone . Then he zapped her again.

"ZZZ"

She convulsed but gave no further trouble. The pigs assumed their normal position and the ride went on as usual except the view was different today.

When he parked his van in his usual space, he exited the cab, and went around to the van's back door. He opened it and grabbed the recovering woman's hair and shoved a large ring gag inside her unresisting mouth. This effectively wedging her jaws wide open. He picked up a large pink plastic dildo, from the van's dirty floor, and ordered the nearest pig, Gretta,

"CUNT!"

She quickly turned around, spread her legs, reached back and spread her ass cheeks, so wide it hurt. (She had previously tried to just hold her ass cheeks open loosely. She had been 'corrected', harshly, so that now she knew to pull her cheeks apart till it hurt.)

Her gaping teen cunt reluctantly took the long fat dildo. But he forced it deep inside her defenseless hole.

He sawed it in and out a few times, to insure Gretta was lubricating it, and then pulled the dummy out of her depth.

In one fluid motion, he stuck the now well-lubricated thing, into the gaping maw, that had been the teacher's petite mouth. A wide strip of duck tape, secured the dummy inside her oral cavity. He picked up a dirty cloth bag, and cover the teacher's head. Drawing the bags string tight, he tied a pretty bow, and knew he had now, effectively the problem was dealt. A temporary potential problem solved.

He slammed the van's back door, and rounded to the van's side, opened the door,

"All right little piggies, out and get to your sty. You have cocks to suck . just like every other Thursday."

He ordered. Then as the little naked pigges, quickly got to their stys, he closed the sliding side door and locked it and its cargo securely.

Cautiously all the naked pigs exited the van, and rushed to their normal stys for the afternoon's sucking without a word. They did not offer any resistance or comment on the nude teacher now residing in the breading frame.

As the naked pigs passed by him to get to their work places, like the proud owner he was, he could not resist, running his dirty fingers over the soft smooth pulchritude of their exposed female parts.

It was soo nice to own soft comely female bodies like these, he thought to himself, as Jean's stiff nipple, slipped through his fingers.

When the animals necks were secured to their holding stakes, and all his pigs were kneeling up naked in their working stys, awaiting their customers, he went to the ticket booth where he collected the sucking fees.

The waiting line, of horny swinging dicks were all ready there, all stiff and ready for a warm wet sucking hole to spew in.

AHHH! What a business!

During slow periods, through the afternoon's business, he looked over the subdued teacher's drivers license and other things.

Her name was Correta Dobbs. She was 40 year's old, and weighed in at 200 pounds. For a woman 5 foot 4 inches, that was FAT! Not pleasingly plump . FAT.

Through the 'work' period, he left her secured in the 'breeding frame' as he went about his normal routine, selling the services of his current pigs as usual for a farmer's market. Then at the end of the market, when the old man who ran the market came over for his customary 'fuck', the Farmer lead him to the van's side door. Opened it and showed the horny male the waiting, available, abundant female nude, secured there in . just for him.

The corpulent, up turned, obvious female sex, was very agreeable to the old timer. The horny man got in the van, crawled up to the spread open cunt, on his knees, dropped his bib overall's suspenders to the van's floor. He never wore under ware, so all he had to do then, was to centered his member in front of the spread open cunt hole, or ass hole if he desired, and lean forward.

A soft pillow between the stretched out female knees, facilitated the man's easy entry to the spread open but dry female sex.

The man leaned over the broad bent female back, docked slightly with the displayed cunt, grabbed two hand's full of tits, and then fully pierced the tight dry grommet, in one mighty thrust. The docking thus secured with the now palpating orifice, the old fucker hastily went about beginning his sawing in and out of the shocked now shaking female captive's sex under his old fat belly.

Miss Dobbs, who had previously been trying to free herself from the 'breeding frame' for a long time, suddenly she felt her precious, long unpenetrated, vagina, squired, and her big fat tits being milked and twisted.

A DICK! A horrible strange dick, without even a word of warning to prepare her, had begun fucking her unwilling hole with wild abandon. She was horrified, and tried her captive best to resist.

But no matter how hard she tried, the remorseless, withered stiff dick just went about seeking its own pleasure. When ever she managed to twist away, slightly, form the long strokes the damn dick liked, the grasping hands holding her breasts twisted and squeezed them.

She quickly got the message, and got her hole back into a submissive receiving position.

Soon she her sore tits convinced her to give up resisting entirely, and just lay there waiting for the blessed squirting that would signal this night mare fuck was over. But the old man had an enlarged prostate, and so it took forever to get the man's stabbing organ to shoot its load.

During the degrading act, the old man sweat profusely, adding to the woman's own sweaty back. Through the ordeal, his pistoning weight threatened to break her back or neck, through the session, but it didn't.

Suddenly, the captive naked female's cunt spasmed, despite the woman's revulsion at her bodies reaction, and she came! But the sawing went on and on!

While all this was going on, the Farmer unhurriedly went about his tasks of closing up the sty's and collected his naked little cock sucker pigs. Then he loaded his animals into the van, behind the coupling pair.

There the pigs knelt, in silence, and watched and awaited, for the end of the breeding session. Each of them was glad that, today, one of their number did not have to stretch over the breading frame, and accommodate the horny old fucker.

Each remembered their own disgusting time under the heavy sweating old man's weight as he sawed into them.

Finally the three pairs of eyes perceived the withered old butt, shake and clench, signaling that the blessed squirt of the old man's cream was going into the naked teacher's cunt. This having occurred, they knew they would soon be on their way home.

Wearily the old man rested over the heaving female back. Then, after giving the tits one final twist, he undocked with the still spasming open female sex, and crawled out of the van, remarking,

"Like that 'un'! Lot's of meat 'er! Bring that one back next week. OK?"

Then the old man, stood up, turned slightly, exposing his wet shrinking organ to the waiting pigs. One of the pigs, Jean, knowing what was required, caught the disgusting thing in her experienced mouth, sucked it in and cleaned it. After that, the old man pulled up his dirty overalls, crawled out of the van, and staggered away to close up the fields many concessions and no doubt collect other gratituadys.

The recovering Coretta began, to feebly, again try to work her way, free of the frame.

The Farmer ordered,

"Suck up the mess leaking out of that cunt, before it drips down, ruining the van's carpeting!"

As Eddie, was the closest pig, she slid forward, positioned her mouth to the dripping cunt, and commenced licking up the old mans spunk, now oozing out of the recent used cunt. She did not dare to object or try to get out of the servicing of the teacher's recently used cunt.

All the pigs had recent experience in cunt sucking, but most of their customary fair were cunts, that had been devoid of recent, still warm, foaming man cream, leaking back out. The pigs had been conditioned, to fresh sperm from their now customary Thursday 'job', but the combination of man and woman cum together was new. Eddie did not like the combination, but she knew better than to complain.

While the designated little pig sucked the teacher's cunt, all the woman's attempts at escaping the frame, cease.

He got in, and drove his animals back to their school parking lot.

Back at the now deserted school parking lot, the Farmer let the naked pigs, get out. Each of them holding the paper bag, containing their school uniforms, so that they could get dressed, when he allowed them. Only then could them go home.

Strictly for instructional purposes, he had the naked pigs stand, spread legged, tags blowing in he breeze, with their bags between their legs and observe his actions.

The Farmer entered the back of the van with two large fluted butt plugs in his right hand. Inside the hollowed out area, of each plug was a super absorbent tampon. In his left hand he held a large mouth plastic jug of ordinary, off the shelf extra hot, pepper sauce.

He bathed the butt plugs individually and screwed the first one into the 'mounted' woman's ass hole. As the thing entered the resisting hole, the woman tried to resist normally, but suddenly the sauce commenced its attack in the woman's most private hole. When the apex of the plug passed the anal grommet, the thing slid the rest of the way inside guaranteeing it was there to stay.

The naked woman commenced to shrieking and gyrating to the best of her limited ability like she was possessed by an internal demon.

The Farmer tied a rope around the fat woman's twisting waist, leaving a 'tail' that hanged down the spasming ass crack. He threaded the rope 'tail' through the loop on the end of the embedded plug, and the loop on this plug still in his hand. Next he inserted the second treated butt plug in the woman's open now licked clean vagina. As it too caught fire from the hot sauce, he secured the rope tightly to the rope like belt around the woman's waist.

Each of the naked pigs, that formed the audience, for this action, winced at the imagined burning pain that must be occurring in the woman's crotch holes. In their own minds, each of them resolved to never give their owner, any cause to plug their hole like this poor retch.

Without saying a word the Farmer exited the van, turned and ran his right hand over the three pairs of totally denuded labia kneeling there with their eyes wide. Then he casually looked over their tag I.D.'s inspecting the cunts at his command.

Not one of the naked pig moved, or tried to close up their legs during his 'inspection'. Each cute little face, snearedd with male cum, showed only a frozen smile. They all knew that their owner was entitled to free access to their crotches, their labia tag, or for that matter, any other part of their body, at any time. His point made, he turned and without a word to his animals, and walked around the van to the drivers door.

As he rounded the van, he waved his hand, casually, signaling the animals that they could get dressed now and go home. None of them moved. The pigs stood still there, NAKED waiting, in the biting cold, till he drove off. Only then did they began to dress. Not a word had been spoken, but a lesion, probably the most impressive lesion of their young lives had been imparted, and they would remember this lesion forever.

The Farmer drove leisurely back to his farm, despite the shrieking, gyrating naked female body, held captive, in the breeding frame behind him. The woman's whole being was concentrated on the intense burning inside the holes in her crotch.

(For years, following this, just the sight of one of his fluted butt plugs, would bring back this eternity of burning in her crotch. The Farmer's merest suggestion, would be readily agree to. Anything required of the woman or the pigs would seem trivial after this.)

When he arrived at the farm, he released Miss Dobbs from the frame, lead the bowl legged, staggering, naked woman for a long nice dip, into the depilatory troth. Then after a time to insure the chemical had its required period of work, he washed her down with a cold water from his hose. As she shuttered he removed her rope chastity belt. When the plugs slipped out, he flushed the visually red raw holes with cold water. The grateful teacher would of licked his dirty ass hole, by then to thank him for the removal of the things that had been burning her innards. He picked up the devices, rinsed them off, and pretended to reload them with new dry tampons.

The naked woman began to cry, and knelt right there in the dirt behind the barn. If her mouth had been free of the gag, she would of pledged her soul to keep the things from being repositioned.

Amused the Farmer offered,

"You seemingly don't want me to reposition these?"

Corretta knelt at his feet and nuzzled his legs despite the dark, cold dampness.

"Well I don't know. I mean you did try to inter fear with my livelihood. The rental, of the services of those pigs, is what I use for pocket change. I do not allow anything, to interfere with that. So from your current attitude, I can assume you will never do that again?"

Miss Dobbins shook her head up and down vehemently. She knew now, that if she had foreseen the consequences of her actions, she would have held the door open for her naked students to enter the van and helped him in any way she could.

"If I knew I could trust you . Naa I should ."

He appeared to be internally deliberating, weather to let her go, or . She did not want to know.

In order to influence his decision, she wormed her way forward, and commenced to rubbing her soft naked breasts up and down his legs. With this she hoped to show her willingness to do anything, to avoid further experiences with those horrid plugs, at this man's hands.

"Well you would have to do some things for me. Do you agree?"

Again the violent head shaking showing the surrender of her will to his.

"Well my reverse directory, shows the house, where you live is not your own. Is this correct?"

Again the naked creature at his feet signaled her unqualified agreement, by shaking her head.

"So you have a roommate?"

This time the naked creature at his feet indicated 'no'.

"A Land lady then?"

The nude woman signaled 'yes'.

"What say we visit the dear lady, and you will deliver, her to me for some of my games . OK?"

Corretta did not know what, that entailed but as long it did not entail, those horrible things being again inserted into her crotch holes, she would help in any way possible.

Smiling down on the now subservient creature at his feet he suddenly felt horny.

He loosed his sex organ and positioned it before the creature's wide eyes.

"As a sign of your good faith, and because I want to feel what your big lesbian lips can do on my crotch and dick, I going to unplug your cake hole for my servicing, and only that. ONE WORD! Just one and I will make you the sorriest cunt their ever was. UNDERSTAND ME?"

Corretta had never been forced to 'service' a man's organ with her mouth. As a life long lesbian, she had steadfastly steered a path away from such nasty things, but the alternative now was beyond her capacity to endure. She signaled 'yes' and knew that she would do whatever this fiend wanted her to do to avoid those plugs. Delivering her partner . well if he wanted her . he could have her . only her own body mattered now. The memory of those burning things inside her was soo vivid that she'd agree to anything . now!

Rippp

The tape was torn off her lower face and the prod secured there, withdrawn.

"Now to show your good faith you will lick the wondrous organ before your mouth, in fact why not give my whole crotch, a nice long soothing tongue bath. You lesbians have such talented tongues . I hear. . Well . come . come . Don't keep your owner waiting."

The fat naked matron reluctantly bent herself to the onerous task that would help her avoid those plugs. She closed her eyes pretending in her mind that it was one of her previous lesbian lovers, but the maleness smell kept reminding her, she was servicing a MALE!

She worked diligently, but to avoid retching, had to stop many times.

Seeing she was torturing herself into doing the task slowly, the Farmer let her continue, amused at the prospect of converting this lesbian female into a good huge cock sucker pig for the porno store 'glory hole' trade.

He knew she would hate every minute of her service at a 'glory hole' but that was the fun of his herding now. The little pigs were fine for the farmer's market duty, but they had school etc for their day times, for the longer, 12 to 14 hour shifts, at the glory holes, you needed a meatier class of female sucking mouths. With the new stock he could spell his other adult pigs. Maybe he could even have them keep this one and others like her working shorter hours so that they could be sucking at top efficiency.

At the thought of this, all the possibilities of expanding his business suddenly his stiff organ began twitching, indicating the need of an impending spewing.

Quickly he reached down, and forced the naked bitch's held oval lips to adsorb, all of his stiff now pulsating member. In one stab when the organ reached the tight throat, the gag reflex, though unwilling, contracted around his dick head.

This triggered the copious spew to erupted. Unhindered, by any obstructions, the white foaming man cream, found its way directly down into the heaving female stomach despite her gagging at the unaccustomed fair now flowing down into her stomach.

To assure no loss of man cream, he grabbed the naked female's head and held it tightly to his belly. The maximum amount of the spunk went into the naked woman's belly. When he was satisfied, with his cum, his bladder reared its need, so he withdrew his member slightly till it was just inside the ring gag, resting on the female tongue, and ordered,

"Now I'm going to provide and you are going to drink from the fountain . or else . "

A choking Corretta was not at all happy with the man cream that had been deposited in her belly. But the 'or else', in the Farmer's comment convinced her she was to wait, trust up, naked, on her knees, with his dick in her held open mouth. Suddenly, a short spurt of bitter warm liquid pored into her mouth, letting her know that, now she was going to have to drink, bile, from the fleshy man fountain.

In hopes this was it, she managed to swallow the initial spurt of the bitter yellow fluid. But hopes that it was all over were dashed as yet, another spurt of bile, filled her mouth. Again she quickly swallowed, hopping that this was the end. Another spurt etc. . etc.

It took a lot of control on his part, but this urination method, in her oral cavity, insured she would have this taste, in her mouth for a very long time.

Being a lesbian, she would dread any dick before her face, but this taste in her mouth would be particularly abhorrent.

In her future servicing of dicks, one that would just cum and withdraw would actually be a relief. When the dick she had serviced just came in her mouth and withdrew she know she had escaped the fluid from the bladder of her moouth fucker.

He smiled down at her frightened eyes as he related,

"Now you are baptized. You are official a piss drinker. Remember that! If I want you to, you will drink it up and hold it down. UNDERSTAND ME!"

The putrid load in her belly threatened to spew forth, till he picked up the dry plug and made ready to soak it full of hot sauce. The heaving belly suddenly went quiet.

The leash easily attached to the new fat pig's collar. She offered no resistance as the Farmer lead her back to waiting the van. She offered no resistance as he secured her to the breeding frame again.

The name of the home owner, in the reverse directory, had been familiar to him. He wanted that bitch, so he set about acquiring this bitch, for my increasing heard. If it was the bitch he thought she wass, she could do him some real good.

When the van arrived at the house address, he released his new naked fat pig from the frame and lead her unresisting body across the front lawn.

The pig was horrified and would never think he would lead her naked across the lawn. But he did. It was night and the act of taken her back home, naked on a leash amused him. She constantly hurried to the lighted front porch to help avoid exposure to her respectable neighbors.

Using her keys he let them into the darkened house. It was not real late but just before supper time.

From the master bathroom he could make out the sounds a female makes, wallowing in her bath.

This would be a one bath the home owner, his enemy, would never forget.

The fat pig paused at the bathroom door. He freed her hands, and cautioned her to remain absolutely silent.

Suddenly he forced opened the partially closed door, and sure enough, the skinny little bitch, that had tried to give his pigs a problem, in their truancy when he had them servicing customers.

With her eyes wide with fear, the naked woman in her bath, tried to cover her tits with her hands, and slammed close her crotch, in order to protect her precious nudity from the two intruders.

As she tried to open her mouth to scream. He pushed her head under the soapy dirty water, then turned to his new pig and ordered,

"Keep her under till I tell you to let her up!"

The cattle prod in my hand guaranteed the new pig would do as he ordered.

The fat paws grabbed the struggling woman's head and kept it under the water, as he stepped back watching in amusement.

Then he ordered,

"Let her up for a breadth, but if she screams run her under immediately."

The skinny, no tits, female's head emerged from the soapy dirty water sputtering and grabbed a deep breadth. About half way through the breadth he ordered,

"Dunk her under again, and hold her there."

As she has sat up slightly this time, her tenant forcer her head down between her legs.

The woman tried to lose the other female's hand grip holding her under, as he informed the naked heaving back and wet hair,

"You want to struggle go ahead. We have all night, but you don't have the air for that. Now I'm gonna let you up for a breadth again, but if you scream or even try to speak, I'll have her hold you under LONGER! OK?"

He nodded and the pig, and she let her landlady's head emerge from the murky water between her spread open legs.

Sputtering again the woman's face surfaced and she made the most of her opportunity to breath.

"So we understand one another, put your own face under the water, while I explain the facts of your new life to you. If you do it, she won't have to hold you under. OK?"

Slowly the naked woman bent over and gently put her own face into the water and waited.

"Keep your head under till I'm through instructing you. Now you are going to by collared by your tenant, and then gagged. Any resistance and she will force your head under for a LONG, LONG time. Now rise up . no talking . Take a deep breadth . stick your head under again . and wait till I give you permission to rise up again."

"OK! Collar the bitch! . OK! . Now this time while you rise your face I want to see one large open mouth for your gag! OK! Up. . Put in the ring first and then the plug. . Good! . Now hands behind your back. Cuff her! Leash her! Now get up and out of the tub. . Good! . I like a nice squeaky clean pig but this one is too hairy for my tastes. Take the sows leash and lead her out to the van . She'll air dry soon enough."

The naked tenant, lead her wet shivering naked land lady out to the open van's door. They both climbed in and Coretta fastened her land lady over the breading frame to keep her safe. Then he lead his new pig back in the home to acquire things of interest to him and close up the residence. The occupants would be gone for a long time.

After her help Corretta thought she would be let go. She was mistaken. Still naked, she too was secured to her former land lady's still wet back by her collar. It was joined, to the collar holding her landlady to the breeder frame by yet another plastic wire tie. Once he had the pair secured, they were taken back to the farm's barn to be placed in individual stys.

Their training would begin the very next day.

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The new pig had to been run through the depilatory troth first of cource.

Both of the females were very tired and scared when I arrived when the sun came up. They were presented with two large headed, red dildos, and ordered to masturbate their cunts every time the alarm went off. If they failed to perform the required task they received a shock to their necks.

The Farmer watched the recruits through two cycles to assure they masturbated to completion. (This exercise was required to loosen up the long unused holes of the two lesbians.)

About noon time the Farmer returned and together with his animal, viewed the video records of their exercised. His criticism was punctuated with his ever handy cattle prod. Then he ordered,

"You are to carry on with this exercise till I come back . OH and this time spread the wealth . Once in the cunt, and then the next time, do the thing in your tight little ass."

The horrified expressions and the vehement verbal objections, were easily over come with multiple applications of the cattle prod.

Once the pair were through a couple of reparations of the new exercise, the Farmer went off to his daily chores with the admonition,

"I'll be back . and we will all view the video records. Their will be corrective criticism, and of course punishment, for lack of enthusiasm and slacking off . so a word to the wise . FUCK THEM HOLES! AND REMEMBER! THOSE NOW BELONG TO ME! And I want um fully operational soon."

While the huge head of the dildo was hard to force into the long unused vagina, but forcing it into the tight little ass hole brought tears to the pigs eyes.

Seeing the difficulty they were having, the Farmer took the initiative and force the things into the woman's most private holes the first time. After his brutal insertion the pigs carried on to their cums with work women like concentration.

True they didn't cum with anal, manipulations, at first so he had to 'encourage' them to strum their clits while fucking their ass holes. After a few reputations of the exercise, he forbade the clit strumming and required the anal masturbation to a cum by itself. As he instructed,

"I want a fully functioning anal, as well as a vaginal whore, so you both better get with it. NOW!"

Till they worked through a few anal cums, it was tough going. But in a few hours with much grunting and sweating the pigs had their anal holes in working order.

After reviewing their work the Farmer, on the second run through, had each pig critique the other's technique. This lead to much arguing and the finding of many new flaws in technique, that even he would have let pass, the pigs in their competition to find fault, caught each other in every flaw in their technique. After the second exercises and the critique, the pigs were made to embark on yet another odyssey of hole opening, with dildo.

This time the thoroughly fucked out piggies were tired of cuming and when the critique was over the pigs fell into a deep, deep coma.

There was no objection as a thick butt plug with sharp teeth, extended, was inserted into the pigs holes. These devices held all their work, where they had opened them too today.

Tomorrow was another day and the pigs would be entertaining customers .