Cady wondered what this meant. The doctor just smiled and let his hand wander casually along her butt cheeks, or better hams, and heard him say: "She is a real beauty and we have customers with special tastes in every sense. She will fetch an extraordinary price." The doctor then handed her over to the entering nurse and said: "Bring her directly to the plane crates. There are already two sows and two castrated boars waiting, so they cna be shipped tonight." The nurse nodded in acknowledgement and led her off. Cady was even more confused now. When she arrrived at a large box with four pigs inside, she caught a glimpse of some arab letters on it but did not think about it much as she was pushed into the box which closed behind her. The two sows and two former boars all wlcomed her. She learned that the sows names were Gillian and Pamela. The two castrated boars were called Jeremy and Eithan. They also told her that they had not actually been castrated but had received a special serum which immediately turned them into barrows, the term for castrated boars as they explained to her. Nevertheless, they felt indignified about the loss of their manhood.
Neither of them knew what was to become of them but they all felt it must be an extraordinary purpose if it required air shipping. Later that day a sow and another barrow, Marylin and Jack by name, arrived who could also only marvel about their destination.
When the night was about to draw in they suddenly saw a truck arrive which lifted their pen off and drive them oustide where to their even greater astonishment they saw a plane wiht glimmering arab letters on a small landing strip into which they were loaded. Nobody bothered to explain anyhting to them and soon they felt the plane take off for a long flight. At some point an Arab looking man came down and dropped some asonishingly good food for them without, however, so much as looking at them.
At some point they had all fallen asleep and only avoke when the plane's freight door opened and they found themselves on another small landing strip in extreme, brooding heat. Another truck received them and they were driven to a large building looking like some palace from an oriental fairy tale. Here they were dropped in a large chamber of exquisite richness. As soon as they had looked around a young Arab entered and addressed them: "Welcome to sheiq Abu-Ahlef's home. You may wonder what ou do here. Well, it is very simple. The sheiq is a very religious man. Nonetheless, he has always dreamt of tasting pigs. A dilemma to which you are the solution. Islam forbids eating pigs. But technically you're not really pigs. And Islam says nothing about eating morpho-pigs, we checked into that very carefully. So you will live with us for the next months. You will receive all the luxury, especially all the luxury food, you could dream of. Then you will each in turn form the centerplate of the sheiq's table. It's that simple. By the way, I may congratulate you. All of you were handpicked at the centre for being the prime of pigs and I am delighted to say that you look it."
With that he left and a number of men and women, obviously subordinate servants entered the room. The pigs were all stunned by this news and did not know what to make of it.