The next hours went by without much ado. Beth was disappointed that her mum did not arrive but then she was in the gilt box, so the unbred virgin pigs, and her mum was obviously no virgin. But she would certainly see her lateron at the auction. At six the auction indeed started, but apparently in order of dignity. First went the pets, such as dogs, cats and smaller rodents. But these were few and soon the horses went on, some of them going for huge amounts. Beth was shocked to hear geldings being sold, meaning that some of the transformed males had apparently been castrated immediately. Then came the cattle, split as the doctor had said between the luckier dairy cows and the unfortunate beef cattle.
Finally, it was pig time and the first group to be sold was the premium gilts, a fact that again strangely prided Beth. She was the fourth to be led into the ring and in a swift glance she saw around twenty farmers bidding. The auction was swift and she could only muse whether she fetched a good prize before she was already led into a holding area designated "Andrews farms". There she saw already three horses, eight milk cows, around twelve beef cattle, all bulls as she noticed, being on eye-sight with their balls form her piggish perspective, but she was the first pig. However, soon there came more, gilts and older breeders alike. But nothing overjoyed Beth more than to see her mum being led in which she recognized immediately, despite her new piggish form, by instinct. The two rubbed against each other as a form of piggish embrace, and would have wept, if pigs could only weep. Soon the sty filled even further with more pigs, unfortunate slaughter pigs this time, but also one boar, apparently destined for breeding, and finally a number of geese and turkeys destined for the Christimas table.
Then a farm hand came and loaded them all onto trucks. The cows and cattle got first onto separate trucks each, while the pigs had to share one truck, though it had three levels, with the breeders going into the highest one and the slaughter pigs below. Finally came a smaller truck for the poultry which was tsuffed into narrow plastic cages. The horse, finally, were put into a trailer and towed by a large pick-up. Wen all was set the little expedition set out for the two-hour drive to the Abdrews-farm, a large operation owned by group of investors and specializing in the market for human tranformees. Andrews was a closed operation, offering everything from their own breeding to fattening and even a proper sluaghter-house that could hendle all types of animals. They even oerpated niche-products such as pre-marine urine, i.e. urine collected from amres for medical purposes, which was what the horses were needed for.