"Well, I'm satisfied. How about you?" Mary says to Jess as she pats her full belly.
"Oh, am I ever. I get the feeling I'll be hungry again soon, though." Jess smiles a bit, still finding it hard to believe she's enjoying herself.
"Well, let's get back to my house. We can find something to do."
***
Shortly thereafter, Mary and Jess are back at Mary's place.
"So... whaddaya wanna do?" Mary asks while lounging on the sofa.
"I dunno." She glances out the window, to the backyard. There's a large dirt pile in plain view and the garden hose.
"I think I've got an idea..." she says, and runs for the back door, tearing her blouse and pants as she goes.
"Hey! Wait for me!" Mary shouts, and follows after her.
By the time Mary gets outside, Jess's plan is already in action. She's holding the hose over the dirtpile, dousing it good.
"What are you doing?" Mary asks, a smile of curiosity on her piggish lips.
"Well, if we're gonna look like pigs," Jess grunts, "we should wallow in the mud like pigs too. Why the hell not, eh?"
"I like your thinking." Mary grins as she quickly disrobes, tossing her ruined clothes to the grass and bellyflops atop the mudheap, splashing mud all over Jess.
"Hey! No fair you goin' in first!" Jess squeals, removing the remaining shreds of her clothes and flopping in herself.
"Mmmmm, this feels good..." Mary moans in delight, wriggling to allow herself to sink deeper into the mud.
"Indeed. We should do this more often."