"Well, you've got the making of a fine piggy, Pork Chop," Zeb says to
you. Then turning to Beau he says, "Speaking of pork chops, where do
you want to set up the barbecues? I've got pork chops, homemade
sausage and weiners, and ham steaks in the coolers on the back of my
truck. Mary Ellen should be here shortly with the tables, chairs and
sun canopies."
"Oh, well, what say we set them up over here," Beau said standing
about 10 feet from your pig pen. "Zeb, could you help me carry them
here."
The two men disappear behind the barn, and return in about 5 minutes
carrying a steel barrel that's been split lengthwise and mounted to a
frame. and the top hinged. They end up with two barrel barbecues
filled with charcoal. There are vents cut into the barrel ends. The
smoky lids are closed just Mary Ellen drives up in one of the trucks
used to transport the pig boys. She has the JV Football Team Captain
Thad Parker in the cab with her and three other JV players follow in
the car following the truck. They start by unloading and setting up
the tables and chairs. Then set up two sun canopies staking them to
the ground. Only a third of the tables are under the canopies.'
"You bring them pork ribs, Zebediah?" Mary Ellen asked.
You're starting to have a bad feeling about this.
"Sure enough, and sausage and weiners and ham steaks and pork chops,
and even pigs feet. I've got over 400 lbs of meat in the coolers.
What say you boys go get the coolers and bring them over," Zeb says.
"Yes, Coach Zeb!" answers Thad, "Come on, boys. This'll be the best
Varsity Football Barbecue ever!"
They wouldn't, you think. They couldn't, you think. You have a really
bad feeling that the new Varsity team - formerly JV - is about to
feast on your teammates - the old Varsity team. You shudder and back
away into the far corner of your pen. Zeb notices.
He says, "Aw, Porkchop, honey, don't worry there'll be plenty of pork
for you to eat too." He opens a cooler and takes out an uncooked
homemade sausage and tosses it to you in the corner. "Now eat it all
up!" he orders.
You're horrified, but can't help yourself. You sniff it. You rub your
snout in it. And then you begin to nibble at it. You're hungry. You
realize that Beau had forgotten to slop you this morning. It tastes
good, and you gobble up the sausage.
"Good piggy!" says Zeb clapping his hands. He turns and grins at Mary
Ellen and Beau, "He's a good obedient little swine. Sure you can get
him up to weight in time for the fair?"
"Well, the biggest pig last year was 800 lbs, but the preceding two
years both were just around 600 lbs. But with the new hormones I'm
giving him, I think he should be able to metabolize more feed. I think
I can do it. He'll be five times as massive as he was last summer."
"He weighed in at 175 then, so you think he'll top 875 by the end of
this summer?"
"Oh, yeah, he's a hungry little piggy," Beau tosses you the apple he's
just finished eating.
You gobble up the core in two bites.
"You aren't feeding that piggy enough," laughs Zeb.
More vehicles roar down the gravel drive. There are whoops and
hollers and soon the party is going full swing with beer kegs, soda
and plenty of outdoor grilled pork products. The bones, scraps of
meat and fat, bread crusts, potato salad, and other leftovers are
dumped into your trough for you to eat.
As the party starts to wind down, Zeb and two JV - now Varsity -
players climb into your pen. Zeb has your old jersey Number 23 but
the seams have been split. They put it on you and use shoestrings to
lace the cut jersey around your fat big torso. Your piggy forelegs
easily fit in the sleeves. You can't help notice the faint scent of
pig pheromone on Zeb. You feel your pig cock getting hard. The three
men raise you up on your hind feet bracing you against the pen fence.
Zeb stands next to you with his arm around you supporting you. A
camera flashes. They just recreated another yearbook photo. You
realize that your red piggy cock is sticking out of its sheath in the
photo.
Zeb carefully supports your shoulders as he lowers you back to your
forefeet. Your snout brushes his crotch getting a strong whiff of
Zeb's manliness, and then he whispers in your ear....