“Now to our top story this morning, the news that Governor Jeff Woods' 18-year-old daughter Hannah is to be processed as part of the Farmland Regeneration Act. In the studio I have with me Professor David Scott, editor of Modern Times magazine, David, what details do we know exactly about Governor Woods' daughter's planned processing?”
“Well, Chloe, what we can gather from the brief press statement released by the Governor's office is that Molly Woods is to be processed sometime this afternoon into what we believe to be a Berkshire-”
“That's a type of pig?”
“Right, yes, she'll be a pig-morph. It's quite probable the family have known about this for some time given the Agricultural Office usually issue processing orders weeks in advance to the processing itself, so this is a surprise to most of us but Governor Woods has probably known about this for a while, if not longer.”
“The question a lot of viewers will want answered is whether or not Hannah Woods will be used for primarily what this Act is all about, that being meat, and if not, why not?”
“It's possible that she will be eligible for slaughter, yes. What you may see is her serving as a breeder first then being chosen for meat produce later on.”
“How fair is it that millions of young people in America have to be processed as meat stock?”
“There are a lot of processed individuals every day that will become morphs that ostensibly are used for meat but will live normal human lifespans, whether they are used for milk production or breeding. What I think is important is that the State Processing Committees are beginning to select young persons connected to public figures, and I think that shows just how seriously this country is taking the issue of animal replacement. I think we should expect to see the majority of 17-25 year-olds being subject to the Act in the years to come.”
Hannah lay in bed, eyes fixated on the intimidating glow of the TV set and the equally abrasive sounds it produced. The last three weeks of her life had been the most humiliating a teenage girl could ever wish to endure. Prodded and poked, weighed and inspected, forced to overeat to gain wait to “ease her transformation”. Now, not only was she to be a pig-morph, but apparently she was going to have to endure her new life in public. She pulled off the sheets and climbed out of bed, stumbling across to her mirror. Her beautiful blonde hair- it would soon be punctuated with floppy ears. She'd always liked her nose- soon it would be a snout. She twisted to see her butt, fingering the soft skin above her underwear that would soon be home to a curly tail.
“Honey, get dressed. We need to get down to the Centre bright and early,” came her mother's voice from outside.
Hannah dressed and joined her mother in the kitchen, where she was preparing breakfast. Her young brother sat at the table reading the back of a cereal box. “Oink!”, he said, giggling, without casting his gaze upon her.
“Ben!”
“It's okay, Mom. I'm sure he won't be laughing when he gets processed into a turd-morph.”
“Very funny sis. Mom, can we have pork chops for dinner?”
Hannah was losing the patience to endure her brother's taunts. It hurt because she knew it was true; soon, she would be a snorting, oinking pig.