:Submission Fantasy:
You look around. It's a wide circular room with walls that end, beyond your reach in a fenced railing. People in S&M gear are leaning over looking into the pit you find yourself in. They cheer on seeing you enter and more come to peer down at you. Suddenly a hatch opens, as if in a gladiatorial ring, but rather than lions, a litter of cute piglets come running into the room.
At the same time another small hatch opens and floods the floor with gallons of some sort of lubricant. Your feet slip from under you. You land on your hands and knees, splashing the lube around. The piglets are also affected, skidding across the floor.
They home in on you, rushing under your body and straight away latching on to your hormone swollen nipples. They're clearly hungry and have decided you are the likely source of their next milk. Your breasts feel heavy and the suckling begins to stir a physical reaction in you. You push the piglets out of the way and try to stand, but it's no use. You're off balance and unsteady at the moment and land back on your hands and knees. Pushing a suckling piglet out of the way merely allows another to squeeze in and take its place. The suckling has quickly triggered a milk reaction in you, so it seems the piglets were right about you, after all. You suspect this is not their first time in this situation. However, it is yours, and for the first time you feel the sweeping calmness brought on by suckling. You stop struggling and decide to let the piglets have their feed. They're suckling on your powerfully, making your nipples feel like distended teats, and this only serves to release more milk, and so the cycle continues.
Your oversized penis lies along the floor, lolling from side to side as you are tugged this way and that. Without being engorged, the tip lies on the floor ending somewhere between your outstretched hands. You wonder about the lube that's covering the floor, because your cock is certainly tingling now. The pigs seem unaffected with their thick hides, but your bare glans is resting in a soup of the stuff and it is beginning to throb.
The crowd above cheer, but you're not sure why. You hold yourself up on all fours, suckled by the pigs and with a growing member inching further up through the gloop. Despite the humiliation of it all, you feel relaxed and calm and quite turned on. You close your eyes and give yourself up to the situation. It's in this state of submission that hear a deeper grunt behind you, and before you know what's hit you, a full grown pig has stood over you, pinning you into this position whether you like it or not. You feel like you know what's coming, and of course it does.
The male pig's massive penis starts pushing around your anus. Lube has already splashed all over your butt, and the pig's cock has dragged through the glop too. This coupled with the anal training that's left you open and baggy means it doesn't take long before the massive porcine cock rams up your ass.
It hits your G spot almost immediately and your erection gathers pace. Your cock extends, strengthens and curves upwards. You drop your head in shame, torso still squeezed rigid between the legs of the boar above you, and you find yourself suddenly face-to-face with the head of your own penis. A thrust from the boar jolts things forwards and now your own pumped penis is nudging you in the face. It seems like an opportunity too good to miss. The piglets continue to suckle, so you do too. You open your mouth and begin to suck on the urethra of your own cock. It feels great. You suck harder, like syphoning a hose, and can start to taste the trickle of your own precum. There's a saltiness and a sweetness and a rich ripe smell that only makes you dick grow harder, allowing you to rest the weight of your head on your bell end.
The male pig continues to pound away. It's member reaches right up into you. You can feel it up and down the walls of your rectum, pushing hard and deep. The crowd above are cheering on the situation. They want to see completion. You know it's coming. The precum is leaking freely now out of your cock and the whole end is starting to pulsate, like a volcano before eruption. You feel it building inside you and you tense up. The tension seems to appeal to the boar, whose massive cock goes stiff and hard inside you. The pig squeals and flushes your insides with hot animal cum. A split second behind, your brain sceaming, your body expurging, the ecstacy rides up the shaft of you penis and erupts a faceful of thick stick semen into your mouth. It's everywhere. Your cock drops a little, allowing you to hang your mouth open, drooling seed. the Pork semen leaks from your ass and finally the piglets have drained you dry and move away.
You collapse in a flaccid, used heap, sprawling in goo and juice.
The crowd cheer. "Bravo! Bravo!" "Encore encore!" "Again!" One of the spectators nudges another and you hear them say "Don't worry. This one's on tomorrow. Same time, same place!"
You've had your first taste of your new existence. And whilst the animals sometimes change, for the variety and entertainment of the crowd, you have become a regular. Soiled and drained, your lie prone amongst the glop on the floor. A door opens. The goth nurse girl comes in wearing wellington boots. She picks up your feet and starts to slide you out of the room. "Well done on your first performance," she smiles brightly. "O look!" she gestures to your plump banded midriff "To top it all, I think your next set of teats are coming through. They're really going to love you!"
And so they do.
At the same time another small hatch opens and floods the floor with gallons of some sort of lubricant. Your feet slip from under you. You land on your hands and knees, splashing the lube around. The piglets are also affected, skidding across the floor.
They home in on you, rushing under your body and straight away latching on to your hormone swollen nipples. They're clearly hungry and have decided you are the likely source of their next milk. Your breasts feel heavy and the suckling begins to stir a physical reaction in you. You push the piglets out of the way and try to stand, but it's no use. You're off balance and unsteady at the moment and land back on your hands and knees. Pushing a suckling piglet out of the way merely allows another to squeeze in and take its place. The suckling has quickly triggered a milk reaction in you, so it seems the piglets were right about you, after all. You suspect this is not their first time in this situation. However, it is yours, and for the first time you feel the sweeping calmness brought on by suckling. You stop struggling and decide to let the piglets have their feed. They're suckling on your powerfully, making your nipples feel like distended teats, and this only serves to release more milk, and so the cycle continues.
Your oversized penis lies along the floor, lolling from side to side as you are tugged this way and that. Without being engorged, the tip lies on the floor ending somewhere between your outstretched hands. You wonder about the lube that's covering the floor, because your cock is certainly tingling now. The pigs seem unaffected with their thick hides, but your bare glans is resting in a soup of the stuff and it is beginning to throb.
The crowd above cheer, but you're not sure why. You hold yourself up on all fours, suckled by the pigs and with a growing member inching further up through the gloop. Despite the humiliation of it all, you feel relaxed and calm and quite turned on. You close your eyes and give yourself up to the situation. It's in this state of submission that hear a deeper grunt behind you, and before you know what's hit you, a full grown pig has stood over you, pinning you into this position whether you like it or not. You feel like you know what's coming, and of course it does.
The male pig's massive penis starts pushing around your anus. Lube has already splashed all over your butt, and the pig's cock has dragged through the glop too. This coupled with the anal training that's left you open and baggy means it doesn't take long before the massive porcine cock rams up your ass.
It hits your G spot almost immediately and your erection gathers pace. Your cock extends, strengthens and curves upwards. You drop your head in shame, torso still squeezed rigid between the legs of the boar above you, and you find yourself suddenly face-to-face with the head of your own penis. A thrust from the boar jolts things forwards and now your own pumped penis is nudging you in the face. It seems like an opportunity too good to miss. The piglets continue to suckle, so you do too. You open your mouth and begin to suck on the urethra of your own cock. It feels great. You suck harder, like syphoning a hose, and can start to taste the trickle of your own precum. There's a saltiness and a sweetness and a rich ripe smell that only makes you dick grow harder, allowing you to rest the weight of your head on your bell end.
The male pig continues to pound away. It's member reaches right up into you. You can feel it up and down the walls of your rectum, pushing hard and deep. The crowd above are cheering on the situation. They want to see completion. You know it's coming. The precum is leaking freely now out of your cock and the whole end is starting to pulsate, like a volcano before eruption. You feel it building inside you and you tense up. The tension seems to appeal to the boar, whose massive cock goes stiff and hard inside you. The pig squeals and flushes your insides with hot animal cum. A split second behind, your brain sceaming, your body expurging, the ecstacy rides up the shaft of you penis and erupts a faceful of thick stick semen into your mouth. It's everywhere. Your cock drops a little, allowing you to hang your mouth open, drooling seed. the Pork semen leaks from your ass and finally the piglets have drained you dry and move away.
You collapse in a flaccid, used heap, sprawling in goo and juice.
The crowd cheer. "Bravo! Bravo!" "Encore encore!" "Again!" One of the spectators nudges another and you hear them say "Don't worry. This one's on tomorrow. Same time, same place!"
You've had your first taste of your new existence. And whilst the animals sometimes change, for the variety and entertainment of the crowd, you have become a regular. Soiled and drained, your lie prone amongst the glop on the floor. A door opens. The goth nurse girl comes in wearing wellington boots. She picks up your feet and starts to slide you out of the room. "Well done on your first performance," she smiles brightly. "O look!" she gestures to your plump banded midriff "To top it all, I think your next set of teats are coming through. They're really going to love you!"
And so they do.
