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The Boss's Sow 14

For Foogo

By Draconicon

Sallie suffered greatly through the weekend, and she knew that it was going to get that much worse when they returned to the hotel on Sunday evening. The next day, according to the boar, she would be brought back to her place, given back to her 'human hubby', and she'd be allowed to get back to normal. At least, for a while, until the next time that he had want of her. The downside, of course, being the changes that had happened in the last day and a half alone.

She wanted to throw up as she looked at herself in the mirror, wishing more than ever that she had gone through with the idea of just telling him to fuck off. Would that have mattered in the long-term? Probably not, but maybe she'd still have some respect for herself rather than becoming so easily the fat slob of a person that she saw looking back at her in the mirror. Maybe, maybe, she might have maintained some hint of dignity rather than...this.

She hefted her new breasts, having a row of them that ran down from the human pair to her guts, starting out almost as large as the original pair and gradually disappearing into teats that were barely poking through her belly fat. She looked like some creature that had been designed as a movie monster, some feminine thing that was meant to represent gluttony and all excesses out there, and that was just about what she felt like at that point. A soft whimper escaped her as she held her gut fat, shaking her head slowly as she let it fall down on her stomach. Damn, but this was horrifying.

"Sow."

Sallie gritted her teeth, pulling her thong back on and trying to pull her breasts back into place with the bra. They'd bought it just yesterday and it already barely fit, her new breasts so big that they were pushing against it. That, or the fat that had taken up residence as rolls along her back had done something to mess with how it fit.

Eventually, she gave up, leaving the bathroom. She tried to summon up all the disgust that she felt for herself so that she could redirect it at the boar, but as she left the bathroom and saw him on the hotel bed...

She couldn't do it.

Sure, she hated him for what she had become, but at the same time, all he had to do was crook a finger, and she could almost feel it inside her already, already feeling it stirring through her pussy or, if he turned it in a different direction, spreading her asshole open. She gasped as he did the latter, feeling a phantom sensation in her ass, and he chuckled at her.

"You want it, don't ya, sow?"

"...I want it," she admitted.

"You want me."

"I...hate it, but..."

"Ah ah. Let's try that again, sow." And he gestured again, this time with two fingers, and she almost fell against the front of the bed. "You want me, don't ya, sow?"

"Fuck! Yes, yes, I want you!"

"That's better, sow. That's better."

He stopped making the gesture, and she was able to slump forward. Her fat wobbled as she dragged herself onto the bed beside him, and she did her best not to let herself hate herself for that. It wasn't her fault. She had to remember that. It was not her fault.

It's all...

She wanted to say that it was all the boar's fault, but even that wasn't true. It was all down to Philip and what he had done, all the mistakes that he had made, all the things that he had not told her. The fact that the boars had come to her, had raped her to start collecting payment for all that he'd borrowed from them, was his fault.

And that meant that it was his fault that she was stuck here. Not her fault. And the boar...for all that she hated him for what he had conditioned her to be, what he had forced her to do in public, he at least made her enjoy it at the end of it. At least he did things that would make sure that she stayed safe, that she would have pleasure, that she would be somewhat happy when she had to go through all this hell.

That was how he had conditioned her to see those gestures and start feeling him. She'd been curious, and he started...messing with her. Making her see that, making her think of what he did when he had his fingers between her legs, and from there, it had been all too easy to make it a hypnotic effect on her. She hated it, hated everything that it allowed him to do to her, considering how public he liked it, but...

But it made her hot, and horny, and she came all too easily when he played with her body like that. She should have been utterly hateful about it, but she almost wanted him to do it again.

Instead, he reached down between her legs, rubbing her pussy, teasing it, encouraging it to get wetter and wetter. It responded almost immediately, particularly as he pushed his fingers against her, gradually forcing her thong inside of her. Sallie bit her lips, but that wasn't enough to keep her moans back. Not anymore. She arched her back, spreading her legs further for her 'hubby.'

"Mmmph...."

"Hehehe, that's the spirit, sow. You're almost looking the way that a sow should, these days."

"Mmmph...you're making me..."

"And you're wetter 'n hell being made that way, ain't ya?"

She couldn't answer that. The evidence was all over his fingers, and it wasn't like she could just pretend it wasn't. It would keep spreading, slicking his fingers further and further, and soon, she'd be left with nothing but complete proof that she...she really wanted him, and wanted him to take it further, which was even worse.

"Mmmph..."

"Go on, sow. Say it again."

"I want you," she whispered.

"Heh, and what do you want me to do?"

"I want..."

"Yeah?"

"I want...I want you to fuck me...and..." She shivered as he pushed two thick fingers deeper than usual into her, working them further and further into her pussy until they were almost too deep for her. "Ah...ah fuck...I want you to fuck me. And I want you to...to ruin my pussy."

She couldn't believe that she'd said it, but she knew that it was exactly what he wanted to hear. It wasn't the sort of thing that she could have asked Philip to do, and it wasn't what she would ask her enemy to do, either, but...but maybe if she just...took it that bit further, she could get him to hate her body and stop. If he ruined her, if he made her so stretched that he couldn't get a good grip around his cock, maybe he'd stop wanting to fuck her. Maybe it would be her way out.

And he definitely liked that. His pants tented almost immediately.

"Oh, ho ho. That's what I've been waiting to hear."

...Or maybe this will backfire like everything else. God. Damn. It.

He rolled over, grabbing something from under the bed. Sallie wanted to say something, to beg to take it back, but she knew that would only make him rougher. She was going to have her pussy ruined, and probably fucked silly, and there was nothing -

Click.

He tossed something out from under the bed, and it landed right between them. Her eyes went wide as she stared at it, lifting the suction-cup end from the bed, holding it between her fingers. It was just barely big enough to fit...right over her...

She dropped it with a quiet squeak, and the boar laughed.

"Heh, what's the matter? That embarrassed about getting yourself proper-stretched?"

"You...you aren't..."

"Hey, you begged me, sow. I'm going to do whatever I want to that pretty little pussy of yours to ruin it properly."

"But...but..."

"Spread 'em."

She did it without even thinking, and he ripped her thong right off. She wanted to complain, but considering that he had been the one to buy it, she had no right. Her cheeks burned as he spat on her already slavering sex, rubbing it a few times to get it wetter, before fitting the suction cup around her nether lips. The whole mechanism ran up to a trigger-pump, which he only had to pull once to make it fit tighter to her skin, sealing to her. She yelped at the sensation, her cheeks burning hotter as he leaned back, looking down at her pussy.

"This is gonna make you hotter than ever, sow."

"Mmmph..."

"Glad ya asked. I've been waiting to do this for a long time."

"I didn't...I didn't think you had - ah!"

He pulled the trigger, only once, but it was enough to add the pressure down there. She felt all the blood rushing to her pussy, getting thicker than she expected all too quickly. Her eyes rolled back in their sockets as he worked her up, teasingly pulling on the plastic seal between her legs, making it feel like someone was rubbing glue along her pussy lips and dragging them around instead.

"Ah...ah, please!" she begged. "Not, not so fa-aaaaast!"

He pulled the trigger again, increasing the pressure, and it was like someone was weighting down her pussy lips, dragging them down, pulling them free into curtains around her hole. She curled her toes, feeling just how hypersensitive everything was becoming, all the blood rushing to it. Her clit felt like a little bump that was begging for attention, her pussy itself feeling like some swollen mess. Her mound pushed out far more than a proper woman's should, as far as she was concerned, and it was all the more embarrassing when he rolled her pussy around with the seal again.

"Nnnngh...stop..."

"It's getting close, girl. We'll keep doing this all night long until you got a pussy like a proper sow's."

"Mmmph...It's so..."

"Feels good, right?"

She hated to admit it, but it did. It felt good, and made her pussy feel...well, hot, for lack of a better word. It didn't burn painfully, but more like it was getting more and more in charge, and as a result, made her feel all the more...bestial, she supposed. She didn't like it, didn't want it, but it was happening whether she wanted it or not. She didn't even have the choice of riding it out. Like it or not, it had already happened, and now...now she had a puffy pussy, and it was only -

"AH!"

Sallie fell backwards, her eyes going as wide as they could and rolling backwards, besides. Her breath came faster, her stomach heaved, and her pussy spasmed. Her toes curled as he pulled the trigger again, and again, and again -

"NNNNGH!"

And she came, right then and there. No more holding back, despite her best efforts, no more keeping herself dignified. No, she came right as he pulled the trigger, filling the tube with her juices and making it all the more...smeared...filthy...dirty...

Dirty sow...

She moaned, almost in a trance as she reached up to tease her tits, squeezing her breasts - both sorts - as she moaned under her breath. He pulled the trigger, whispering something to her, and she nodded without hearing it, agreeing without even knowing what he was saying, just knowing that he was making her feel good, and that that was good enough for her at that moment.

Mmmph...ah...ah...

Her head rolled back, resting on the pillows behind her, and she floated on the pleasure. She could feel the blood still rushing to her pussy, that feeling of heat and tightness from the pump making her all the hotter. She was still so horny, so turned on. In that moment, she wanted him, not just to fuck her, but to fuck her up. To use her and break her, to take it further. Her pussy was now in charge, and it was going to take her to the point of no return.

She must have said something, because a few minutes later, he pulled the pump off of her. It almost felt like something collapsed down there, because she gasped for breath afterward, only to feel his cock easily rubbing against her sex, sliding past her entrance and filling her up with greater ease than ever before. She barely understood what was happening before -

Squelch.

He was inside her, hilted inside of her, and she gasped as she came back to herself. Sallie leaned forward, looked down, and saw that her pussy was distended, pulled out and squishy as he ground himself against her. Her mouth hung open, wordless sounds escaping her as she tried to find the words to complain about what he had done to her, what he had made her become...

And none of them worked. None of them applied. She'd asked for this, and her pussy felt fucking good like this, squished, swollen, and so very soft and soppy and wetter than a dishwasher's sponge.

"Hehe, that's a good sow..."

He started pulling out of her, and Sallie, in her broken state, wrapped her legs around him. He chuckled.

"You want me, sow?"

"Fuck me...oh god, fuck me..."

"Heh, what about your hubby?"

"What hubby? You're here..."

Something didn't feel right as she said it, but her pussy was in charge, and her pussy wanted this. And damn it all, she was going to fucking get it. She pulled with her legs, dragging the boar further in and closer to her, and that was all she needed as that fat cock opened her up once more.

The End

Summary: Sallie finds herself at her wit's end, and she breaks down in the boar's grip as he pulls out a new device.

Tags: M/F, Pussy Pump, Swollen, Pumped, Vaginal, Human/Anthro, Humiliation, Cuckolding, Orgasm, Squirt, Series, Fat, Tits,