A Pig's Tale
Peter the pig was in a weird spot for an anthro. his pink body was sparsely haired unlike his wild boar cousins. his mother was of domestic pig stock while his father was of the more hairy variety.
Pig on a Blanket
He was a pig. luckily for magnus, scott was good looking, if not plain.
The pig
The pig was not sent to work. he was forced to walk about to keep healthy, but no labor. the pig grew fat. one morning, the pig was taken to a new holding area, with other fat pigs and other fat animals like him. they were scared.
Spring Pig
As much fun as you are when you're in heat, pig eggs just taste so much better at breakfast."
Pigging Out
He casually, flippantly, thought of himself turning into a pig like jo, just from pigging out, but he didn't care. even if he _was_ becoming a pig, he would look far sexier than jo would anyways.
Pigging Out
She'd be forced to swallow handful after handful of food as the pig continued to taunt her, his stomach keeping her pressed against the table as her own gut began to tighten against it. "come on, it feels so good to just...pig out."
The Three Little Pigs
The response there was much the same as before, except that it was two frightened-looking little pigs cowering instead of one. he smiled and repeated his previous phrase, "little pigs, little pigs, let me in!"
Sty of Pigs Trilogy
Genetically produced pig, spreads his dominant genes to an unsuspecting family to produce hybrid pigs in efforts to control a small town. this is more like three stories in one.
Stuck Pig
The pig jostles very slightly once in a while, but for the most part klo is gone, submerged within the fat pig until his new master decides to allow him his freedom.
The Three Little Pigs
The eldest pig as well, three of his fingers shoved deep into the squealing pigs tailhole.
The Streaking Pig
The two people ordering were looking at a mostly naked pig! he looked like a more realistic version of the cartoon pig in the menu. middle-aged, overweight. the pig had bushy eyebrows, and was somewhat scruffy, like he missed some spots when shaving.
For the Pigs in Such Fine Houses
Once Upon a WanderingWolf did huff and puff,Sticks and straw blunderingBricks didn't budge,Chinny Chin Chin"God Damn!"Once upon a wondering,Thought to climb up the sideAnd down,He'll huff and puff,"Hell no!"Wolf went home, tail held high,Into the sty...