Casilla was elated. A year ago, she would never have considered winning a "fattest pig" contest an honor, but today it very much was. In accordance with the rules of the competition, she would surely be freed.
The other pigs were deflated in their disappointment. "Are you just going to leave us?" Sandy asked. "If you leave, you're coming back to help us, right?"
Casilla was sheepish at the prospect. "I don't know," she replied. "I mean, who's to say he will definitely turn me back? Maybe he will just free me as a pig. In that case, I can't really offer you much help."
"He has to turn you back", Sandy responded. "What use is freeing you as a pig? He must have some kind of reversal juice."
"There's no such thing," Ayleen interjected, but her words fell on deaf ears.
"I guess he will turn me back into a girl," Casilla said, looking down at her piggish body. She could wait to wear clothes, to shower, and enjoy other human luxuries. "But I don't think I can come back for you girls. It would be too dangerous. Once I get out of here, I can't ever come back. I just want to go home."
The other pigs were shocked. "You're just going to let him keep us as pigs? How could you!"
"Listen," Casilla continued as Mr Jones led her out of the pen, a smile across his face. "Maybe I will be able to work something out. But you shouldn't sit here waiting for me to come back. I'll soon be a girl, but you're pigs now. You should resign yourself to the life of sows, in case I'm not able to rescue you somehow."
Casilla was led out of the room by Mr Jones, and the other pigs lay in a dull silence.
"I don't think Casilla will be returned to her former self," Ayleen spoke up. "I think this whole thing was a trick by that evil man."
"What kind of trick?" Caitlyn asked.
"The fattest pig gets to be human again? I don't think so. I think he has another plan for Casilla altogether."