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The farm goods store wasn't a crowded one, it was a vast warehouse of goods meant to store things far too large to go in a regular store. The fact it was that large meant that Ember was able to walk through with the trolley without the terror that she was about to have someone stop and sniff her. She was all too aware of the fact that she smelled sharply of boar, despite her attempts to clean herself, the scent clung to her in a way that humiliated and horrified her. She couldn't think of anything except that scent, it was filling her senses and kept trying to drag her mind back to what had been done to her by the collie that was walking far ahead of her to pick out things to add to the trolley cart she was pushing along. He didn't seem to think there was anything wrong with what had happened, in fact, he seemed almost amused by the situation she had found herself in.

None of the other farmers had batted an eye at the change in her sex, though she had known at least a few of them had seen her as a male. When she had taken on the job it had been almost too good to be true, now she was wondering if she should have looked more closely at the details of what her life would be like. Her clothes no longer fit her new figure, instead she had to adjust them, her shirt fell around her too large at the bottom and too tight at the top. She had been forced to leave the button of her pants undone to make up for the fact that her hips were broader. She felt like everyone was staring at her as she kept her head down and a hat tucked down low over her eyes. She couldn't have even left the farm if she had wanted too, she had no way of knowing how long this change would last and what would she do in the mean time? She was trapped and confused, not even sure how to even approach the police.

_They won't have my ID to match me as I am now, why would they believe that I was turned into a girl? They'd probably just lock me up. _ She thought unhappily and drooped her tail a little bit, turning the trolley to follow the dog down another lone aisle.

"Grab that bag of grain, we're going to need more." Her boss gestured with one paw at the bag, flicking his fingers out a little bit. "I'll place a bigger order."

"Yes, sir." She answered, trying not to growl the words. He didn't act like there was anything out of the ordinary, he acted like all of this was just another day to him.

She could barely stand to look down at herself, the shock of seeing the soft full breasts jutting out from her chest was always something that made her cringe a little bit and it was made a little worse by the fact her belly was more plump than normal. It had been over thirty six hours since she had last been pumped full of pig cum and it hadn't come out yet. She was aware of the weight of it inside of her, threatening to flush her body full of the pig semen. She had been bred several times over the course of the week, each time she had been thoroughly filled and then told to dress and she was given a list of chores to do for the day. It was as if her boss thought it was just another chore for her to finish before things moved on. Everytime she thought about being filled with a litter of piglets she felt a cold curl in her belly, a fear that was rising up and making it hard to concentrate on anything but that threat.

She shifted a little and reached to grab the grain that had been indicated, hefting it up with a bit of a grunt and flinging it onto the trolley. The moment she took that weight she felt pressure deep inside of her that made her swallow and snap her ears down flat, dropping the bag so quickly it banged loudly enough to echo around the store. The dog looked back at her with a bit of annoyance as she moved a hand down to clutch her plumped stomach as she felt the thick heavy cum shifting along her belly and pushing downwards. The moment of strain in lifting the grain had adjusted the thick slimy gel plug inside of her, something she had felt two other times in the last week, but that had been at the farm, that had been in privacy and near a bathroom, not out in the middle of public. She glanced around with wide eyes, she had to get out of here, it if was dislodging... There were several cups worth of pig semen ready to come out and she didn't want to think-

"Ember!" The dog barked roughly from the end of the aisle. "Catch up! We've got to restock on feed buckets!"

"Sir, I need to use the bathroom." She spoke as softly as she could, pushing the trolley to the end of the aisle at a near trotting pace, feeling the shift and slosh that made her uncomfortably aware of what could happen.

"We'll be home soon enough, help load these up as well." Ed dismissed her worry as he reached down to grab several rubber buckets, flinging them up on one end of the large cart.

"I really have to go." She managed, feeling more panicked as he nearly shoved a bag of chicken feed in her arms, she took the weight and felt something dribbling up from between her aching folds. "Please.. sir.."

Ember put the feed down and swallowed her rising panic, the plug was dislodging itself, the cum drooled between her folds until she was pressing her legs together in an attempt to hold the seed inside of her. She didn't want to keep it inside of her, but she also didn't want it gushing out between her legs to coat her inner thighs and towards her knees. The dark spots formed on her already dark pants, spreading down towards her inner thighs. The dribble growing as the slimy thick gel plug lost the grip on her cervix and her body naturally contracted around it. She tasted the harsh musk scent of pig, it was filling the air, harsh and heavy until she was nearly choking on it, far more ripe than it had been as the slow drool ran along the line of her groin.

"What's wrong with you?" The collie jerked his eyes up to look at her, his floppy ears pulled back in annoyance.

To her mortification the dog paused and twitched his nose a little bit, his eyes sliding down her form as if he could look past her clothing. She didn't want him to see, but grabbing and hiding her groin with her hands would only make it worse. She knew he could smell and see, the look down making her cringe before his brows raised up a little bit and the dog barked out a rough laugh that brought the heat rushing up into her ears, pulsing and overheating with humiliation.

"Please." She asked softly, pleading with him, it was growing worse by the moment, it had to look like she was wetting herself, only the dark fabric making it nearly hidden.

"Go on and make it quick." Ed responded, taking dubious mercy on her, she hated that she was grateful for it, but it was at least a way out of here.

Ember bolted, doing her best not to run and draw more attention to her, her paws slapping the ground loudly as she did so. Her heart was leaping up in her chest as she felt the rush running down her inner thighs as she went through the worst of the aisles and down towards the front where she knew there was a set of open bathrooms that she could use . She wasn't fast enough, she had waited too long, by the time she bolted to the bathroom the insides of her thighs were soaked, the seat of her pants sopping wet as she whined shallowly before pushing into the men's bathroom just out of habit, until nearly running face first into the chest of a large bull who snorted down at her. She couldn't use the men's bathroom, not anymore, it was a shock that made her jump backwards, her ears fallen down against her head and burning hot red.

"Sorry.." She yelped belatedly and turned to slink towards the women's washroom, her face burning red as she stepped into the room, tail drooped down low along her rump, miserable and angry at herself as she did so.

_This is like some sort of nightmare. _ She thought and got a glimpse of herself in the mirror, disgusted at the fact that her pants were sopping wet with pig cum.

When she had been on the farm she had run to the bathroom before it had gotten to this point, now she was struggling to peel out of her pants, glancing nervously at the door before pushing the jeans downwards over the curve of her rump. The scents were too sharp, reminding her vividly of how it had been placed inside of her, creamy strands clung to her spade shaped sex as she pulled her pants down and her panties as well. The panties were a waste, there was nothing she could do with them now, they were too messy by half and not salvageable at this point. She stuffed them into the trash and turned on the water in the sink, running it warm so she could stuff her jeans entirely in the sink in an attempt to clean them, or at least hide her shame. Once they were well on their way to be soaked, she was able to get some paper towels, praying that no one would come into the bathroom to see her bottomless.

The sticky warm strands clung to her soft puffy folds, pushing paper towels in the warm water before starting to scrub along her underside and her soft puffy cunny lips. She winced a little bit as she worked it over the edges, gently pushing this way and that to scoop up the worst of the gel plug and the mess, drooling out slowly while she bore down and squeezed, trying to push more out of herself to clean it up. She swallowed a little, unable to stop herself from feeling a strange little thrill at the rub of warmth against her mound. The nerves there still raw feeling, strangely vulnerable as the heat spread over the edges and pushing over the inside lining. She glanced up, startled to see her feminine face in the mirror as she continued to clean herself, she didn't look like who she knew she should have been, her body was all wrong. She swallowed, seeing her own reddened inner ears before cleaning her inner thigh fur, hoping it was enough to get her home without too many people gawking.

At least entirely wet bottoms is less strange than looking like I wet myself. _ She thought to herself uncomfortably. _But it's not going to be very comfortable.

~ ~ * ~ ~

Ember woke up in the early morning to a pinch on her hip, a sudden jab that brought her out of her dreams and jerked her awake all the way before a hand pushed against her stomach to hold her down. She felt a moment of panic, flailing to try and get away as a cool feeling spread along the curve of her hip. The collie was leaning over her, one hand firmly pinning her in place, but the other holding a syringe right against her hip, pushing something into her before pulling backwards neatly and cleanly. Her sleep fogged mind snapped awake entirely and she reached down to push the paw away, but it was already moving, the collie's long fringed tail wagging lazily behind him as he smiled at her.

"Come along, you have work to do today." He instructed, as if he hadn't just injected something into her. It made her bristle, the fur on the nape of her neck rising up.

"What did you do?!" She demanded, nostrils twitching slightly, flaring open to draw in a steadying breath, her paw moving down to rub her hip where she was injected.

"Going ahead with my secondary plan." He shrugged a shoulder. "Come along, you're going to be needed for this part, I think you'd prefer to be intimate involved in this portion."

"What is the secondary plan?! What was that?" She scrambled up, her small cot shaking a little bit as she did so.

It was just starting to grow light outside, the thin band crept across the floor as the dog moved away and neatly disposed of the syringe in a plastic bag, he didn't seem concerned at all while she stood there and waited to feel...something. She didn't know what his plan was, but she knew she didn't want to a part of it, everything was falling apart so quickly, she felt lost and adrift. The only thing that had given her hope was that the last three weeks had been filled with little more normal work, she hadn't been made to do anything questionable, simply been allowed to work just as she was supposed to, with pay. The fact she was female was terrible, but she could deal with it, especially as she showed no signs of having conceived from their attempts with the pig. She had begun to feel somewhat optimistic that she was going to through everything and come out the other side with only a few terrible memories of what she had been made to do while stuck as a female.

"Just something to help you along." The collie shrugged a shoulder and padded to the door. "Meet me in the small barn, you have work to do tonight, we've got to collect some semen to preserve."

"I want to know what's going on!" Her voice rose up a bit higher in pitch, only to be given a sharp angry look from the collie.

"You didn't conceive, I think it should be very clear about what's going on." Was the cold answer before the door was shut with a resounding thud and left her alone in her small room.

_Maybe it's the start of the change back. _ She felt some relief, even as her hip ached slightly, but she was able to push away the cold feeling as she began to drag on her clothes.

Despite working on the farm, she typically wasn't forced to have such early days, but since she had been woken up she assumed it was something of some amount of important. She stomped into her boots and used a bit of twine to make sure that her pants fit snugly, her large over shirt was bigger than normal, but it also had been given to her by her employer as the weather had grown colder. She shrugged it on with a wiggle to settle it. Her bed looked warm, but she didn't feel a twinge to want to get back into it, it was disturbing to find that Ed had come in on her while she slept. Had he meant for her to wake up? Was it something he had planned or had she just happened to wake up? If she had just happened to wake up, how long had he been injecting her without her knowledge?

_Is that how he did this? Has he been injecting me for months and keeping me as female? Or was he lying when he said I might be male again? _ She wasn't sure what the answer was, everything she had learned about people was put to the test by the farmer that had hired her.

It was on that disturbing thought that she left and stepped into the crisp cold morning air, shrugging deeper into her shirt while she saw a trail in the frost heading up to the small barn that was set off for the main one. She tried to stop a slightly odd feeling at going up there to do a collection. She had done them before, but not since she had been changed, it no longer seemed like an interesting and mildly embarrassing part of her job, but something daunting. If it was this early, it was likely one of the horses, they tended to be awake before the rest of the farm and he preferred to get the stallions cared for in the morning since they were a little less nippy and stubborn. She pushed her head fur back, yawning a little despite herself and pushed the door open to step into the relative warmth found in the small cozy barn.

"No." The word was out before she had even taken a step inside, her entire body froze as she saw the closest stall was filled with an animal she wanted nothing to do with, nothing at all.

The boar was snorting and rooting along the line of the straw, the sharp edges of the hay fell down along the line of his side where he had been sleeping. Sirus looked at her with blank dark eyes that brightened, the nose twitching a little bit as he threw his head against the side of the stall to rattle the wooden slates as she took an immediate step back. Her nose flared, it was an immediate reaction as her stomach gave a little twist and ripple, making it hard to think about anything except for a moment of panic as the collie stepped forward. There was a flick of the long fringed tail as the farmer stepped just behind her and firmly shut the door with a slam that made her jump forward with a yelp. She swung around to glare at him with anger, her ears pinned flat down to her head, bristling slightly at being called into the barn for this reason, but fear was also trickling through her.

"You're not here to get mounted by him." The farmer snorted a little bit. "His seed is valuable and I still want a litter from him, we'll need to collect it, I trust that falls within your job description."

"Little of what I've done has fallen in that!" She responded, unable to stop the slightly nervous flip flop deep in her stomach as she padded away from him and the collie only gave his long muzzle a shake.

"Everything I've asked of you has fallen into your job description, come along, the stand is already set up and you'll be needed." The dog brushed past her and left her to follow behind unhappily, her stomach twisting just a little bit as she saw the boar snuffing at her eagerly.

The nose was wiggling eagerly and she nearly felt the hot blast of breath against her leg as she skirted past. Most people would have been terrified of the tusks and the size of the animal, but her entire body was locked up with the memory of what had been done to her. It hadn't been that long ago that seeing him meant she would be snapped down and locked in place, her tail raised and her body violated by long coiled shaft. Her stomach gave a little contraction, a squeezing movement that she wasn't able to stop, she hated that her body reacted like that. She knew what the boar felt like, how he could twist and turn inside of her, the stab and pressure of her cervix being spread open. Her breath puffed out hotly, eyes closing after a few moments and she steadied herself as best that she could.

The mounting dummy was something that had been devised by the collie himself, able to be raised or lowered, bits added or taken away, it all depended on what animal was going to be using it. Today it was quite low, and several of the extensions had been removed as if it had been used on one of the lighter smaller animals that didn't require the bulkier inside. She looked it over a little bit and began to set to work, keeping her eyes away from the dog and pig both, and instead doing what she knew needed to be done. She filled up a warm bag of water that would be used for the artificial vagina, started to lathering up the lubricant as the dog pulled out a few pieces and added some more to the mounting dummy, dropping it lower for the pig.

The more they worked, the more she began to relax, losing some of her panic that she was going to be bred again. Though, thinking of the fact that she had been giving an injection in the morning, gave her new worries to mull over. It was those worries that kept her from realizing that he was stripping far more of the inside of the mounting dummy that he needed to. He was pulling out large sections that made up the bulk that was typically used to house various artificial sheaths for the animals on them. Each one was differently shaped and required adjustments, especially the stallions that ranged from short dumpy miniatures to truly massive draft horses. She only came to understand what he was doing when he stepped back with a grunt and reached out to catch the edge of her white and blue scarf.

"Come along, now, Ember, be a good girl and get yourself set up. He's come to equate you with breeding, you're nearly as good as a sow." He explained and the grip on her scarf tightened as she let out a short noise of shock.

"WHAT?!" She jerked and grabbed her scarf, but he used it to tighten along her neck until she was pulled in against him. "I... you said we were collecting!"

"And so we are, lass." Ed lolled his tongue out in a friendly looking smile, but she didn't think of him as friendly, she thought of him as mad as she was pushed towards the mounting dummy. "Here, you're going to use this when he's ready to go."

"What do you mean go?! What are you playing at?" She stammered, her eyes wide as she was handed a familiar collection bag attached to a tight ring that was supposed to act a bit like a cervix.

"Your muzzle girl, or your hands, but I doubt that will be what he wants, he's not going to take to an AV now that he's been breeding you and he's already starting to sniff around after you." He pushed her towards the mounting dummy firmly. "Into that hole, and just remember your job."

"I.. but... I..." She flustered and stammered, her ears burning, cheeks going hot red while she tried her best to keep away as she was pushed forward. "That's..."

"You failed in your first real job here, your belly remained empty, this is just a new addition to that job." Ed pushed her again and she nearly dropped down onto her knees and swallowed. "Unless you want to stay standing up when I let him go, I'm sure he wouldn't mind trying again..."

That's all it took, the wolf's tail curled right down between her legs as she looked at the opening that was just big enough for her to fit. She could just use her hands, was it really that odd from what she did with other breeding animals? She had done her share of aiming animals to find their marks, this was really no different, even if it was humiliating. She let out a breath, swallowing it and then dropping down to her knees, trying to see into the block before moving her hand paws down into the thing. It was ribbed with smooth rounded metal that was covered in thick padded leather. It wasn't quite big enough for her liking, but it wasn't too tight a fit as she started to wriggle her way into the thing. She held the bag tightly in one paw as there was a light at the other end created by the slit meant to hold the AV and then a paw pushed right up against her rump and shoved her forward.

The wolf yelped out, her silver fur being sleeked down as her boss shoved her in firmly, forcing nearly every last inch of her into the rounded opening and her hands pushed up to stop herself from ending up hitting her head against the opening. She kept her tail tucked as the collie grabbed her legs and knees and pushed them under her, forcing her to crouch down before something was unclipped and rattled loudly behind her. She didn't even have enough space to turn around and look before she felt the band biting down right along her rump cheeks and tightening, pinning her in place. The restraint pushed right beneath her tail, forcing the thick plush length to hang over the edge of it while she nearly bumped her nose on the edge of the slitted opening.

"There we are, nice and snug, don't want you to end up tumbling out and getting bred all over again." Ed patted her rump with one hand. "Just sit tight and I'll let Sirus out."

_God, what else can I do? Stand up and run away!? _ She thought frantically, her cheeks burning a hot deep red.

It didn't take long to hear the snorts and snuffles of the boar filling the room, the eager noises that made her tense up immediately before she heard the heavy clops and thuds of the cloven hooves on the ground. The leather band along her ass kept her from backing out as she was able to see a glimpse of the hog snorting and snuffling towards the mounting dummy, the hot blast of air sliding through the narrow hole that she jerked her head backwards to get away from it. Her ears remained flattened tight down to her head, her cheeks burning a dark deep red as she felt nothing but absolute embarrassment for the situation as the block was shaken with a few nudges of the large heavy head and snout. The animal was sniffing and sampling the thing this way and that as she shifted the baggy in her paw and tried to lean back a bit more, shifting backwards before the entire dummy rattled wildly this way and that, her body being knocked about.

Ember was partially grateful for the tight confines of the inside of the device, it meant she wasn't knocked around so wildly that she was thrown over, she was able to brace herself against the side. The boar grunted and snorted, the weight above her creaked as the light through the hole started to be blocked as the animal mounted and pushed up and over the edges. She didn't really get much time to try and rebalance herself, instead there was a sudden stab right through the opening, there was a flash and then something hot and slimy shoved out right against the bridge of her nose before she could get it away. The cock jabbed blindly intot he mounting block, the little jabs and shoved pushed against her while she tried to twist her head to one side as a squirt of precum splattered against her. It was familiar smelling, sharp and making her swallow and squirm as she tried to get her hands up to catch him.

There was no pause as the heavy pig kept shoving against her roughly, jabbing and pushing, smearing the wet smear of glazed precum all along her nose and senses. She ducked her muzzle down as there was a hard stab, the curly tip rubbing against her, coating down to either side as she tried to get her hand up enough to grab him, but there wasn't enough room. Another stab forward and another, the blind jabs making it impossible to look at her, her eyes squeezing shut as another goopy dribble of precum ran down along the underside and trailed along her lips. It was salty tasting, she could feel it spreading over her senses, cloying and primitive all at once, her tongue tip curling a little bit.

"Get a move on, girl!" A fist hit the side of the mounting dummy and made her yelp out and suddenly the curly tip slipped forward to stuff into her muzzle.

There was no hesitation as the boar suddenly lunged forward and sent the slimy spire shoving into her maw, forcing its way along her tongue and rubbing along the roof of her mouth messily, the wet and rubbing length making her choke. She tried to pull her head to one side, jerking her head backwards, but there wasn't enough room to do anything to keep it out of her maw as the length jabbed forward deeper and deeper, searching and nearly choking her. She swallowed, her muzzle contracting down and squeezing as precum sprayed out messily along the line of her throat and she closed her eyes shut. She managed to get one hand up, but it was the one without the bag, still she was able to grab the jabbing cock with one hand and hold it as precum spilled out into the back of her throat in a stream, some running down along the line of her jaws, her breathing coming faster as the boar shoved and stuffed forward again.

Inch after inch cmae out of the sheath, she knew exactly how much of the length there was to sink home into her muzzle, the tip twisted and curled strangely. The little jabs and shoves pushed out a spill of precum, the little squirts coating her tongue and making her swallow around him, the powerful movements dragging along his length. She couldn't stop herself, the only other option was to let it drool out along her jaw and spill down her chest and hands. She pulled her head a little before the cock went diving back down into her throat. It was a brutal thrust, one that began to glut her throat with the sheer size of the shaft pushing through her throat roughly and sliding downwards. The powerful movement making her choke and tense up, squirming and pulling her head away as the stream poured along her throat, the throbbing quivering movements running along her tongue as the tip attempted to try and lock inside of her throat.

It was hot feeling, so hot, she pulls her head backwards with a little arch of her back, freeing the hand with the bag up enough to grab around the base of the cock. She could feel the wet strands clinging to her finger tips as she squeezed, flexing downwards a little bit and pulling, trying to get her head up. The cock tip pulled from her mouth with a wet feeling of precum oozing down along the line of her throat. She slathered her tongue along the edges, tasting the musky wetness spreading over her senses, she shuddered, trying not to think about what she was doing before the cock lunged forward again, the entire mounting dummy rattling under the force of the thrust. The cock tip drove back into her muzzle, sliding in all the way down while she started to pant and letting out short noises, the precum was drooling deeper down as she gulped and contracted around him.

The pig was grunting above her, she heard him, the lewd rough noises of a pig in rut, she moved her muzzle back a little, but it wasn't enough, the moment she pulled back she was stuffed with a sudden stab of the cock. Her throat worked around him, saliva and precum just barely leaking down along the line of her jaws, spilling down over the edges as the cock began to twist more and pulse, she could feel it throbbing and quivering as she nearly pulled it out of her throat, her hand gripping the base as her body arched a little bit and then there was another jab forward. She knew that brutal thrust, the short movements that shoved the twisted curly tip deeper into her throat, sinking in deeper that was making her struggle, her nostrils flaring as the tip swelled open wider, nearly closing off her windpipe with the next forceful jab inwards. Her jaws worked as she felt along the slimy twisted length, hearing the grunt and snort from above her before the boar's shaft began to throb and quiver.

Ember's eyes flashed open wide as she felt it swelling in her throat, the heavy twitch and quiver that made her tense up before the first stream of cum erupted out in a hot push and rush. She tried to get back again, jerking her head to one side as the streamers ran along her tongue, coating it messily before she coughed a bit and turned her head to one side. The cock tip slurped backwards slightly, just a few inches before another stream dribbled down her throat, the pulses forcing up the messy stream, some of it drooling down along the edges of her maw and trailed down along the line of her throat. It was salty and musky tasting, breathing coming out in short heavy pants, bursting free while she managed to grab the shaft in both hands, the baggy hanging down from her fingers as she pulled backwards firmly, the cock tip sliding from her throat.

It kept spurting out, coating her tongue soon as the twitching thick cock tip was pulled free and she coughed and shuddered, the stream of pearly wetness curling along her jaws and falling down towards the ground, smearing against her fur. She tried not to shake her head as she gulped and popped the tip free with a low noise, crinkling her lips backwards unhappily before pushing the throbbing coiled tip into the pursed opening that led to the baggie, forming a seal around it as the next spurts began to fill the collection bag. She turned her head and tried to wipe her muzzle off on her shoulder, feeling sticky and used as she saw the stream of creamy wetness filling up the base.

As Ember sat in the darkness, feeling the throbbing shaft against her hand and pumping into the collection bag, the taste and scent of the animal thick on the air and making it hard for her to breathe clearly, think clearly. She drooped her ears down flat to her head, giving her head a few shakes as the steady pulses continued to fill out the plastic. It could be worse.. That was starting to become her refrain now, it could always be worse. The problem was, it so often was worse.

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Ember spent two weeks as a female, and during those weeks she was given a shot each and every day, he didn't try to hide it. She allowed it at first, wanting to believe that she was going to be changed back, but nothing changed in terms of her own body, save that she sometimes felt sick to her stomach. She stopped allowing them, she tried to fight them however she could, but there was little she could do about. The dog was quick and knew how to distract her, just barely leaning over before a prick would hit her hip and the familiar coolness of the syringe attacked her and left her snarling. Ed seemed to find it more amusing than anything else, rarely even showing a hint of anger as he would just give her her chores for the day and expected her to do them without complaint.

Today, she was forced to muck out stalls that were long since disused, cleaning and brushing them out with forceful scrapes of her broom, ears tipped back while she put her anger into her work. At least it made the time go more swiftly and tired her out for her day, she played conversations in her mind on how she would demand the collie change her back. That this had gone on too long and this had to be illegal, but every time she started up that argument, she saw herself trying to talk to the police about what had happened to her and how it had happened, how they would snort and dismiss her or send her to an institute, why would they believe her? There was nothing to show that she was telling the truth, her ID was missing and other identifying cards, she wasn't from the area, she didn't know anyone nearby to support her. It was a losing battle, but that didn't stop her from holding the conversations in her mind, it was even somewhat satisfying whenever she 'won' one of the made up conversations.

"Pay day, lass." The collie announced as he padded into the stall, a fat envelope in one paw. "Don't want you going without your due."

"Thanks." She answered a bit sarcastically, looking at the envelope. It made her feel used to take the money, it just.. it wasn't right. She was getting paid well, very well, but every time she took it she felt as if she were saying that this set up was alright.

"So, today is the day.." He let her take the envelope as he spoke, leaning against the opening of the stall. "Feeling nervous?"

"What day?" She asked warily, turning to give him a look. Today hadn't been different at all, she had woken up, gotten a shot, been set out for the day on her own to do her chores.

"The day I've been waiting for. You should just about be ready, of course, I'll still have to do one last injection, but.." Ed shrugged a shoulder lightly and let a slow smile. "Hardly any reason to put it off when you've gone through the required 14 days, even a little over as recommended."

Ember blinked slowly, it didn't make sense to her for a moment, but then the hand slipped along her neck and curled along her scruff before she could stop it. The collie let out a slow smile, the fingers flexed right against the line of her neck and gave a firm tug that made her whine out shallowly, her breathing came out in short noise as she tried to turn around. She should have been able to break free of the hold relatively easily, after all, the dog was lighter than she was, even as she struggled to get her way free, but the hold only tightened down further, pulling her up against his chest. He knew how to handle a struggling animal, even one that was larger than he was as the legs slipped out and hooked right around her ankles and sent her falling downwards, struggling to keep herself up, fighting to get free.

There was no free, the big dog only gripped her harder and pulled her arms down against her side, releasing her scruff in the process. Her eyes flashed a bit wildly as she gave a push backwards, arching backwards against him before he lifted her up and off her feet. It was a shock, she yelped out wildly, her jaws opening before he snorted against the nape of her neck with a hot little puff of air and pushed his way out of the stall, taking her with him as he did so. Her pay fell to the ground, she didn't care about it, she cared about not finding out what her employer had in mind for her this time.

"Oh come now, such a fuss, Ember." He admonished her. "The sooner you get it over with, the sooner our contract will be finished."

"What are you going to do?" She skidded her foot paws down, stretching her legs out to try and lock them in place as she was taken into the side stall he had been working on.

"Will you stop struggling?" The dog grunted and forced her arms back behind her, suddenly grabbing hard enough to pull her shoulders back at a sharp angle. She let out a soft whine, the noise escaping in a rush before her arms were bound up with something that felt like leather.

"Not until you tell me what's happening!" She responded, but the sound soon came out as a yelp as her arms were suddenly lifted up high in the air before she could struggle against the move.

The stall she was taken into was clean, too clean, brushed and scrubbed until it was nearly sterile as anyplace in a barn could be, but it was also changed to allow for a large O ring set up in one of the large support beams. She saw it just as her arms were stretched upwards and she got a glimpse of the thick leather straps wrapped around the forearms, the long edges tightened down to the point that the long edges could be run into the O ring. Her arms ached as they were held up high and she was stretched out for the dog, swinging slightly as she was forced to stand on the very tips of her toes or else would be forced to hang by her arms. Her fingers balled up into fists as she swallowed and tried to keep him in view as he moved away from her, giving her a lazy look as he picked something up from the side of the stall.

"Well, it hardly matters now, darlin'." He opened a small case, a familiar look tube in it. "What matters is you're going to be nicely ripe for seeding, truthfully, I was a bit surprised it didn't work at first, but well... Try try again.."

"W-wait..Why are you doing this?! Go grab a pig! A horse! Why me!!" She jerked, the tube that vets used for medications, and the all too familiar syringe was pulled out from the bag as well. "you gave me a shot earlier!"

"This is a different sort of shot." Ed murmured and began to fill the syringe, the fluid wasn't clear, it was a pale amber color. "And why not an animal? Well, there are reasons, after all, your genetics play a part and you're at least as smart as Sirus."

She made an outraged sound in her throat and hunched herself down a bit, trying to make herself smaller as the dog came to her with the syringe in his hand. She didn't know what it was supposed to do, but she wanted no part of it, she tried to squirm away and turned this way and that, shifting and standing on her tip toes as she pulled backwards, not that her employer cared, he came at her and snagged her easily, there was nothing she could do to get away. She gave a shift as the syringe was brought down to her hip again as it had so often in the past, her breath coming faster.

"Just... just tell me what you're doing. Please." She nearly whined the last word, begging, hating that she was doing so, but she still did.

"I'm increasing ovum production." He answered and then moved up to touch the curve of her hip and shifted himself to brace her. "A richer amount and more compatible with the hog and you should soon catch."

"I don't want to catch. Please, I signed up as a farm hand, that was all, I didn't sign up for this!" She tried to reason and then whined out shallowly as there was a sharp pain as the needle sank home and the rush of the chemical was pushed into her.

"You should have negotiated a bit more strongly, darlin', it's your own fault at this point." He patted her hip with the same pat he gave a horse he had just given a shot too and moved away again with a lazy smile on his face.

The lazy smile blurred slightly as she tried to look at him again, trying to see him more closely, but the face melted in front of her as the drug began to course through her body. It was hot and wild feeling, streaming over her and making her body shift slightly, struggling to get her way free, but she only swayed back and forth. The ground began to tip wildly to the side as she tried to speak, but her tongue was thick and slow sounding. She couldn't get herself to make the noises she wanted to make as the dog left to the other side of the stall and began to pull something out from over the edge of the wall. She didn't see what it was except there was something like leather before her eyes slid shut, her body being consumed by the drug, sinking into a pit of darkness. She had only done this once before... and woken up as a female.

~ ~ * ~ ~

The world came to light, but she didn't wake up hanging from the ceiling, instead, Ember woke up in the middle of a stall, her body trapped and contained to the point that it was aching as she woke up to the feel of hands running along her inner thighs. She felt sore, her stomach wet, parts of her were strangely throbbing as she tried to focus. Dimly, very dimly, she realized that she was on the same sort of set up she had woken up in the last time, but this time her body hadn't changed dramatically that she could see, the only thing that had changed was the sheer amount of restraints that were being used to keep her in place.

"You do love to squirm." Ed drawled out as she immediately tried to push her way free, arching and turning, but she couldn't budge as the large hands kept him firmly in place even as she began to wake up more and more. "But I wouldn't advice it."

She became aware of the fact that she was pinned in place, in the same stall she had woken up in, but it had been changed subtly. The only way she was able to see that she had been out for quite some time was the fact the sun came in at a sharp slant, it had to have been nearly sundown, why had he knocked her out. Her stomach was wet and damp feeling, wet and matted, causing her to tilt her head up high enough that she could see that it had been soaked with something. It had happened long enough ago that the fur was starting to dry and she could taste the faint scent of something medical on the air. Her heart began to pound faster as she pushed her elbows up enough to see her soft spade shaped sex nestled between her sleek grey and white fur. It was puffy and sensitive looking as she regarded it, causing her to flinch and look around immediately for the boar that had abused her.

"Please.." Ember whined low in her throat, the sound trembling free in a rush as she writhed in place, feeling her ass pushed obscenely high in the air. "I just.."

Her soft scarf was wound and tightened right along the bridge of her muzzle and forced her words to turn into muffled noises as Ed's hand ran down along the line of her back. Her legs were forced up high to either side, with ropes used to stretch them out obscenely, rings to either side keeping them open. The leather straps were pinned down in place so she couldn't move as her breath came out in a short burst of noise. The bench she was sitting on felt more like a hard wooden chair, just the back raised up to curl her body subtly , her hips angled up just enough that she was nearly bent at the waist. The barn was no place for a set up like this, this belonged in some sort of hospital room, not the neat stall that had become her living quarters. She arched and twisted, shivering a little to one side as she watched the dog's hand sliding down along the line of her breasts and down towards the low curve of her belly. She trembled slightly, a little shiver that caused her to let out a short little breath, warmth passing over her as it went all the way down towards her navel.

There was no scent or sniff of the pig, there wasn't even a good spot for him to have hidden in the stall as she managed to get her eyes around. The only things she could smell were herself and her boss who worked the straps down hard enough that she whined when her knees were bent just a bit more. The click and feel of it shifting and pulling up tight while she was pulled up closer made her suck in a breath. The entire set up was strange and frightening, if he meant to have her get mounted by the boar it would be entirely different, there wasn't enough room for the animal and it felt too fragile. She didn't know if she should have felt relief or dread on what he had planned, but she could only watch with wide terrified eyes as he moved around her with neat flick of his long fringed tail. She let out a muffled plea, but it went unanswered by her master.

"You know, you nearly didn't get enough to harvest the semen, a bit too eager by half." He continued to talk as straps were tightened down and pulling hard enough that she let out another breathy whimper. "Now, darlin', we both know that you're not going to be getting out so just stop."

"NNNF!!" She twisted her lips up, trying to snarl furiously at the collie, but it ended up as nothing more than a strange rough noise.

"The ultrasound I did while you were out made sure that you were heavily ovulating, it's hard to miss given how many drugs you've been subjected too over the last few weeks, hmm?" He lolled his tongue out in a canine smile, looking quite pleased with himself.

She tried to shake her head free, did her best to jerk the scarf off her, but it didn't budge as the man pulled something from the band of his pants. It was long and slender, slipping free neatly with the end topped with a twist cap, in the other hand he held something dark black and bulb like. She knew what it was, her ears fell back and her breathing picked up the pace as he moved between her legs. Part of her had almost hoped that he was doing this for some sick sexual fantasy, to have a chance at her while she was bound up, but it wasn't. The AI applicators were used in many animals, mostly the cattle, long and thin they were designed to make sure that a cow or pig or horse was impregnated the first time. The tip was narrow and tapered enough to slip through the cervix, wide enough to let out a stream of seed when it was sent through. She licked her lips, tongue darting out rapidly past the muzzle of her scarf as the coat set the applicator on her belly, letting it rest along one side as he produced a third portion to the supplies.

"I hope you don't mind, figured that you'd find this a bit more natural." Ed murmured as he brought out tip that was the same size and shape as the boar's cock tip, curled and twisted. "Don't want to hamper the effects of the changes now, do we?"

The toy was dark black, and the slender tube was easily inserted right into the base of the thing and fastened on, the stiffness of the tubing helping to reinforce the device. She struggled to push her paws down against the ground, stuffing her paws harder into the stirrups as she twisted her head to one side. Her eyes were bulging a little bit as the bulb was attached to the base of the toy, the size of it was larger than her closed paw. There was boar semen in there, she had no doubt about it, it was all there just waiting. For a moment she could almost taste what she had been forced to harvest from the beast, her entire body shuddering in place in disgust. She felt half sick as she swallowed a breathy noise and closed her eyes. Her chest tightening before the paw reached down and pressed right against her lower belly and pinned her down in place.

He stood up and pressed his paw down harder when she tried to drop her hips back into the chair, her muscles going tense and trembling before the toy was slipped right up against her spade shaped sex. There was no escaping it, the push and nudge that spread her lips apart was firm and clinical as she curled her fingers up into balls, fighting against the restraints around her wrists. Her arms stretched high above her head, there was little she could do as the toy pushed its way into her body, spreading her lips open, stretching them wider to engulf around it. The curled tip caressed her inner lines as her cunny was spread open, stretching and being strained along the dildo that slipped past her outer lips and began to work through her passage. She shuddered, the tremor trailing down her spine as she let out a breathy whimper. It wasn't pain, pain she could deal with, the goat wasn't trying to hurt her, he was deliberately turning the toy as it slipped inside of her to caress and make her body quiver and clench down in reaction.

It was made to stimulate her, the slow stroke and push that built up the pressure just along her inner passage had her arching herself. Her toes curled slightly, flexing down against the ground before he began to push a bit more firmly, sliding and twisting the thing. The toy dragged through her smooth silky flesh while she stared down between her legs, eyes going wide and wild at the way they were being worked open, wetness sliding free. It wasn't lubricant that made it easily slip into her, it was the fact that she was feeling it pushing deeper until the entire faux cock tip slipped into her, just barely two inches long, but a torment of sensation as it slipped through her rippling walls. His hand pushed a bit more firmly against her, refusing to let her get up as she groaned and bit down harder.

She hated the way her body reacted, the wetness that was gathering along the spade shaped folds as the tip pushed its way in deeper. The collie's fingers curled along her belly, sliding and squeezing just a little bit as she felt it pushing forward all the way up against the dimpled opening of her cervix. She immediately tensed up, going stiff as she expected the ramming thrust of the boar, but all that happened was the slow turn and twist inside of her, shifting just enough that she was aware of the fact that it was probing against her. The dog's fingers curled down harder against her lower stomach, the trimmed claws barely touching with any force as she felt it twisting and starting to push forward into her body. The slow give of her lips opening wider and wider, her body shuddering and arching, unable to stop itself as the pig shaped tip began to wind itself into that barrier.

She had had too much time to grow used to these attentions, time in which she had grown uncomfortably aware that it had taken the boar less force to lock with her and now she found out it hadn't gone away. She accepted the length, sliding through her wetting form and stretching the ring of muscle open as she closed her ember eyes and muffled a growl into the scarf, her fingers balling up tightly into fists as another slow twist wedged it into place, sliding deep enough that she was unable to escape the feel of her walls contracting down. It was an immediate squeeze that made her draw more of the tip into her, feeling it sinking deeper as she snapped her eyes open when the fingers pushed harder against her stomach, the popping pressure giving in with a sudden slide that sank the tip home inside of her womb.

"Just to be sure.." The dog draw his hand away from her damp stomach fur and shifted slightly, the bend drawing the tube right up against Ember's clit to make her tense.

When returned, he had the rough and bulky wand that was typically used for ultrasounds in the animals, the screen flashed to light just to the left of him as he lifted the wand up and brushed it against her stomach. She had seen the grainy film dozens of times since working here, learning how to interpret what she was seeing, but now she was experiencing a new dizzying sensation as it slipped over her own stomach. The grey and white was mostly nothing she could understand, but the dark outline of the spiraled tip was something she understood, she actually saw it, the flesh stretched open and forcing a tight ring wide as the tip was pressed just deep enough inside to just out into a slightly darker area. She didn't know what it meant, but her boss grunted out in satisfaction and gave a slight gesture towards the screen.

"That spot there? That's where the ovum are developed, see them.." He traced a finger lightly along what looked like a short tube. "Easily a dozen in each tube, enough for a large litter, I am sure."

"Mmph.." She gave her head a shake as the wand moved down enough to center on the tube stuffed inside of her.

It hadn't happened before, as far as she knew the dog was some sort of mad scientist just trying to find a reason for something to work that had no good reason to happen, but there was no denying the spark of fear she felt. She stared down at her own loins, refusing to look at the screen as the semen filled bulb at the base was squeezed down. Normally, the tube was meant to only hold a small dose of the sperm laced seed, but it seemed the dog was taking no chances as the stream flushed into her body in a hot heavy rush. She felt it, the moment it jetted up she felt the pressured spray hitting inside of her making her yelp out and jerk her had back. Her eyes fled to the ultrasound screen as she watched the rush of fluids filling her, feeling it running around the edges, bloating her womb as the bulb continued to be depressed.

She didn't want to see how far up it went, what nooks and crannies it filled and glutted so that her body was forced to feel the warmth spreading over her. She jerked her eyes entirely away, refusing to look, her breathing coming faster as the dog began to slowly push and twist the end of the AI tube from inside of her. He didn't do it to dislodge the cork screw tip, instead he turned it just enough to unscrew it, pulling backwards when the last dribble had escaped and left her cervix plugged and swollen with the thing. Ember's eyes flew back and glared at him, her ears pinned flat and neck fur bristling, but his only response was a stroke that trailed right around her belly, rubbing in a satisfied fashion before pulling the tube free with a lewd slurping sound, her body sealed with the pigs harvested semen already working deep inside of her.

"Fail this time, my girl, and perhaps I'll null and void our contract, hmm?" Ed murmured, a frail hope for her to hold onto. It was all she had left.

~ ~ * ~ ~

Four Months Later

~ ~ * ~ ~

"Come here, Ember." Ed's voice was the normal lazy drawl that he used when summoning her, a low tone that made her stiffen and her ears fall back to her head nervously.

Months had passed since she had been in the barn and the dog had used the toy on her, and they were months where her hope that she hadn't taken in the attempt to breed her. By the second month her belly had been bulging, by the start of the second her breasts had started to grow swollen and heavier by the day. She couldn't pin point the exact moment she had realized she was pregnant, only that she couldn't glance down without seeing the heavy round swell of her belly that made her awkwardly at best. She was forced to waddle around, the absolute humiliation of that fact was a constant presence for her, as was the fact that she rarely wore a shirt any longer, they wouldn't fit her. The ones that would just made her uncomfortable as they ran along her raw feeling nipples, it was bad enough that the embarrassment of being topless was a relief in comparison. Her breasts had grown swollen and heavy, pulled tight with barely held milk and it was worse than that, so much worse.

The vestigial nipples that had been hidden by her fur had started to swell as well, the flesh warm and plush feeling, strange as she shifted and felt them moving along her body. They weren't as large as her upper pair, just thickened pink teats that ran along her lower belly and were made to look larger by the fact her stomach was so swollen that she could barely walk without awkwardness. The nipples no longer had fur covering them, the white coat was thinned down so she could see the soft pink areola's as they stood up just as thick as the tip of her pinky, swollen around the base enough that they often felt warm and tender to the touch. They weren't simply for show, to her dismay, she had learned that they could, and did, produce milk if there was a pressure put upon them and dribbled down to wet her t-shirts or fur. It was easier to just let them be out in the open, even if it was under the eyes of the dog who continually monitored her progress. And there had been progress to spare.

In four months, she had grown so large that she was terrified to think how many piglets were growing inside of her. She should have only been into her second trimester, but now she was panting and huffing along as she left her broom behind and approached him. The collie was smiling indulgently up at her as if amused by something, making her barely tense, she had become so used to his sly looks that she had stopped feeling awkward around him. It was too hard to constantly be humiliated when her life had hammered out into one of light chores and constantly having her stomach felt by knowing and deft paws. He had begun to touch her often now, feeling and occasionally running ultrasounds to see the developing litter. Litter.. She shuddered at the very thought.

"You're past due, more than past due, had to make a few calls about what's going on." Ed spoke as soon as she came close enough, reaching out with one paw to curl his fingers along the side of her heavily gravid something. "You should have given birth nearly four weeks ago, but you're holdin' onto that litter."

"Th-that's not right. It's nine months." She responded, feeling uncomfortable even discussing due dates.

"If it were a baby of your own species, but they're not, they're piglets, piglets reach maturity at the three month mark, sometimes a little over, but.." he shrugged a shoulder, but his fingers reached up to catch one of her lower nipples.

"I'm not a sow." Ember answered, trying to sound firm, as if she believed it, even though she was carrying a litter of piglets.

She swallowed back a gasp at the finger curling against the nub, they were painfully sensitive to being caressed, the gentle pinch and pull forward brought her back arching lightly as a dribble of creamy white milk escaped. It had happened before, she could scent it on the air, strange and sweet so that she crinkled her lips backwards a little bit, sampling the scent before shivering. The finger ran a little bit further beneath the line of her nipple and playfully pulled again, the slow drag forcing more of the liquid as he made a point of teasing her with a steady squeeze that soon brought her in closer to relieve the pressure. His other hand cupped up and curled, stroking down her belly to feel the packed swell of her womb. She could feel things moving there now, odd little twitches and jerks that shoved against her belly, disturbing her evenings and bringing lurid visuals of the creatures growing inside of her.

"You're just the incubator, m'dear, they're ready to come out. The problem is your body isn't ready to give them up yet." He tilted his head up to look at her, moving his hand away, fingers damp with her milk. "So we've got to get them out before they grow big enough to break you."

"What?" A cold flash, a chill that made her swallow and stiffen. She had imagined that there were many in there, enough to make her as heavy as she was, but she hadn't truly thought much about anything else.

"Why do you think your milk has come in? Your body at least has that right, but it's not going to give those piglets up on their own." He stood up as he spoke, flicking up his floppy ears. "We're going to have to induce."

She reached up, touching the mound of her breasts, they were larger near the top, plush and full as they had grown in size, she had thought it was just because of the unnatural pregnancy. Why wouldn't her milk come in early? Why would any of this be normal?! She was growing slightly dizzy as she managed to force herself to think clearly, her ears pounding with her rapidly beating heart.

"With a shot?" She asked slowly, feeling his arm sliding around her hip in a firm guide to turn around.

"Too risky, you don't want to carry another litter, do you?" Ed sounded jovial, almost kind as he spoke and started to walk with her off the front porch. "The best way is to do it as naturally as possible, and that involves breaking the cervical plug."

"Okay..." Ember answered, her voice soft and quiet as she was guided down to the ground, uncertain by what he was going to do.

"No, the best way to do it is to have Sirus help you. He's got the equipment to open you up and it'll do no harm to his offspring." The dog continued on, his paw tightening along his hip. "We could do a C-section, but again, the risk for the piglets is increased as well as to yourself in that case.."

"You.. please, give me a few more weeks, it'll be fine. I'll likely-" She started to protest, but the paw tightened harder, pushing his body against the lean body while she squirmed in place, unable to help herself as she did so.

"You'll likely go so far overdue that your life will be in danger, and you have done so well with your job that I would not like to lose you." He responded smoothly, shooting down that idea. "Are you so keen to remain pregnant with that litter?"

"NO!" She snapped immediately and felt herself being guided towards the barn. "I.. No, I want to end my contract."

"Then let us go ahead and end it. I'm sure that you'll enjoy it in your own way." The dog let out a low snort of laughter. "Just remember, it's all for a good ending and once the piglets are born we'll revisit your contract."

Ember didn't hear him, at least not clearly, her mind was locked on what he had just said. Letting the hog induce her into labor, she felt her stomach twisting inside, but as she reacted with a spike of emotion, one of the piglets shifted inside of her, the feet pushing out and roiling her swollen stomach. The sight of it moving around the animalistic babe pushed the distaste from her mind. She would do anything to have this done, she would degrade herself however she must, if only to be allowed to be returned to her normal form and allowed off the farm again. She would do whatever she must do, anything she must.

~ ~ * ~ ~

The barn was rigged with the mounting dummy once more, Ed taking pains to allow her to sit down on a haybale and fussed over her in a way that was almost pleasurable as he set it up. It would have been pleasurable if it hadn't been for the fact she was seated and watching as he removed piece after piece of his invention, stripping it down to bare bones so that her swollen body could stand on all fours under it and allow the pig to fuck her. Her face suffused with heat and embarrassment, she wasn't about to be raped, she was letting it happen. It was that knowledge that made her uncomfortably aware of the fact that she had been broken down by the farm. What should have been an easy light hearted job had turned into something that had reshaped her life to the point that she wasn't able to find a fault in what she was doing as long as it ended the state she was in.

She had already stripped down, uncomfortably nude and even unable to see what was resting between her legs at this point. She knew what was there, she was terrified to think that she was about to be forced to push anything out of herself there, but what choice did she have? She had to have them out somehow, but the thought made her heart beat race faster, leaping up wildly into her throat. She tried to push the thought out of her mind, but it refused to leave her alone, nipping at her heels, giving her something else to think about besides the fact she was about to do something she had never imagined herself voluntarily doing.

"Come on over here, I need you into position so I can get things set up properly, you're bigger than you were." It sounded like a joke, something to mock her with, she didn't find it funny in the least bit.

The dog cleared out a space under the mounting dummy and began to toss fresh straw down, filling the area heavily as he did so, she turned her eyes away from him. She stood up with a grunt, the sound forced out just by the act of heaving to her paws and waddled over to the mounting block and glanced at it dubiously. She knew what it was for, she couldn't take the weight on her stomach that the pig had, and she'd have to be under it to make sure that he didn't hurt the litter. She drew a deep steadying breath before moving down to start to squat in the thick covering of straw so she could slip under the thing on her back without too much awkwardness.

"On all fours, I'm not risking anything, and it'll be easier for all involved." Ed didn't even look to her as she spoke, flinging some straw out under the thing as she glared up at him.

"That's.. not very-" She was going to say dignified, but what dignity did she have left at this point?

With a growl the former male wolf crawled into the thing on her hands and knees, her ears held way back as her heavy breasts swung beneath her, her teats pointing down and brushing some of the thick puffy straw. Hanging down, her stomach was even larger feeling and she could feel the weight of the milk filled orbs swing back and forth. Even the smallest teat was well filled out with the milk ducts opening, pointing down right along her lower belly with a rich rosy pink as she moved into position and her ass stuck out of the thing in the most obscene way possible. She tried to tuck it down, but her employer was already out and grabbing her. He didn't let her do more than squirm a little before pulling her leg back and suddenly she was forced to push it up and onto a padded stirrup that slung her leg up high in the air and raised her up.

Her immediate protest was stilled as he grabbed the other leg and lifted it up, splitting her legs open uncomfortably wide, spreading them to the point that her upper body was pushed down towards the ground at an angle. She squirmed slightly, jerking her head back to glare at him as her split legs made her feel the cool air on her spade shaped sex as he fastened them into place, tugging tightly enough to hold her, but not so tight as for her to lose feeling in the very tips of her toes. His hand rubbed lightly just along her inner thigh and then slipped down to cup her hanging stomach.

"What did you do that for?" She demanded. It stung that she was being bound, she was behaving voluntarily! "I was being willing!"

"I don't need you knocked over, don't worry, you can leave your hands free." He dismissed lightly and then gave her a light pat. "Now just hold still, we'll need to make him interested in you again. A boar typically isn't that fascinated by a sow he's already filled with a litter."

Ember's ears turned deep red and she looked away, she didn't want to see much more of what was happening to her, but she was given more than enough time to feel what he was doing. His touch was gentle, nothing to hurt or shock her as she heard something open up behind her. Part of her was entirely uncomfortable with his gentleness, she had grown used to thinking of him as the villain, he still was, he had tricked her, made her sign something that had turned her into little more than a breeding sow, but at the same time.. She was grateful for the gentle touches, the stroke of his hand along her hip, it was something more than she'd had in a long time here, just being touched by someone like she was a person. Except, she wasn't a person, he was handling her gently, sweetly even, handling her in the same exact way that he would handle any pregnant female on his farm, no harsh movements or sound to frighten her.

Just the realization on why he was handling her with care was a blow, but then she felt a cream being worked right up and around her exposed spade as he lifted his hands again. It was cool at first, soothing to the warm lips and spread over her with a deft touch that she hated to enjoy as it smeared this way and that. The finger tip gently dabbed forward, curling just enough to make her draw in a sharp breath before letting it out again with a little rush of air. It wasn't painful at all, it felt good as he curled his finger inwards and gently probed her, the outer lips spread just enough to make her call out in a long low groan of forced pleasure. It felt good those dancing fingers, the way they flexed and rubbed right along her clit. The cream melted just at the heat of her own body, trickling and growing slippery as he kept stroking her and working his finger lightly inwards as if trying to make room. To her horror a groan escaped her throat, not a groan, a moan, the feel of the finger lightly pushing her open had her hips arching upwards into the sensation, enjoying it despite her best attempts to stop it.

"J-just go get him!" She stammered, trying to sound firm, annoyed that he was touching her. Her only response was a low rumble of laughter as the finger slipped free with a wet noise.

He didn't say anything else, not a word, she was humiliatingly grateful for that small relief, she didn't know what she would have done if he had said something about how she had moaned. She lowered her ears and dropped her head a little, shifting her weight to try and grow comfortable, but there was no comfortable position for her left. Her body was too gravid with offspring to do more than find positions that made her ache just a little less than some of the others. She stared at the straw in front of her, feeling her damp spade being cooled by the air and swallowed. She didn't know whether to laugh or cry at what she had gotten herself into, none of this was supposed to happen, but her reality was oh so perfectly etched into her mind.

It didn't take long before the farmer returned and with him the horrible heavy sounds of hooves on the air and grunting snorts of the pig that she had come to know so well. Her heart beat sped up and she tensed as she tried to resist the urge to look behind her, looking behind her wouldn't help anything when she knew that the heavy bodied boar was snorting his way towards her. The heavy breaths filled the air as she balled up her hands and did her best to keep still and small, well as small as she could be before the sound of the stall door closing brought her ears back to her head and then she felt it against her inner thigh. The hot heavy breath panted out against her, brushing before the damp snout brushed upwards and she was forced to feel the sudden rub that pushed higher up and caused her to stiffen and suck down a harsh intake of breath.

"Easy there, easy.." Ed's voice was soft, he wasn't going to risk enraging the boar who began to inspect her, but Ember couldn't stop the whimper. This was it, it was really going to happen to her.

The hot pants chuffed against her constantly, the low bursts coming out steadily while she tried to squirm her hips around, only to feel another blast of air hitting her. It hit hard against her inner thighs, rushing out over the edges, covering her in the heat that had her body going tense, ears clamping down before the nose stuffed hard against her exposed mound. She whined out, she couldn't stop it, the rough feel of the nose pushed up and suddenly a tongue was extending out to shove against her thick vulva, rubbing upwards in a lapping movement before the boar let out a hot snort and jerk of his head, pulling away and startling a little bit with a squeal. It made her jerk her hips forward, a mistake as the boar immediately pushed his muzzle forward and inspected her again, snuffling and lashing out the thick blunt tongue in a brief slimy caress before pulling his head back and snuffling at her inner thighs.

She couldn't help herself, she looked back beyond the legs of the stand to see the beast snorting and huffing at her with increased interest. The small piggy eyes were fixating on her eagerly, snorting and snuffling closer before the large blocky head jerked down and snuffed right along her belly. She jerked, the immediate movement was to pull away as she felt the nose shoving beneath her curiously, the pig's haunches shifting a little bit to show the corkscrew tip jabbing out from the low slung sheath, dribbling slime into the air as the lips flicked out and caught against a lower teat. It was a brief grab, hard and rough enough to make her squeal out in shock as they closed down and gave a rough experimental tug. Her entire body going stiff as he compressed the thick nub for a brief moment before a stream of milk escaped her teat and into the monster's muzzle.

He pulled again, slightly harder and whumped his head up against her belly as he suckled and swallowed, his ears pricking up with interest that disturbed her as his hot saliva coated against her nipple. She tried to edge away, squirming to one side, only to feel another little jerk and shove of the head up against her, more of the milk bubbling up from the surface, she couldn't stop it. She could just try to squirm to one side as he pulled hard enough to draw a cry from her throat, pulling at the sensitive lower breast and turning to one side, yanking enough that she felt a shock of pain and tried her best to keep from goading him on as the hot wet muzzle pulled and gulped. The squeezes making her breathing come out in short bursts, ears falling back against her head before the boar pulled his head away.

"C'mon, big fella, those are for your kids." Ed grunted and pushed the boar's head back carefully, his words a splash of cold water as the nose was stuffed back under her nose again.

Sirus grunted as if he had forgotten the interest he had felt under her tail and the nose snuffled, blasting hot air against her as the pig shifted. She saw a glimpse of his cream edged muzzle before looking away, feeling the tongue lapping hotly out against her before the nose shifted up higher against her. The sudden rattle and shake making her ball her fingers up tightly before the entire thing was rocked forward and the weight was pushed up high and over the edging of metal frame and padding that was designed to keep his weight from hitting her. There was a rattle and thud as his chest pushed against her, a scrape of the stiff guard hairs as he snorted and snuffled a few more times, the SNRRKing sound ringing in her ears as she balled her fingers into the straw.

The boar hit the mounting dummy with enough weight to shake it. The lack of internal pieces made it lighter, easier to displace and she jerked in place as the forelegs draped over the sides of the leather barrel and nearly hit against her while she was writhing in place, eyes going as wide as they could go. He was shifting forward, the trotters moving and grasping against her wildly, the edges just barely scraping against her hips as he heaved up higher on the block in an all too familiar action from him. Her tail tucked, immediately she tried to snap it down to protect herself, but there was little she could do about hiding herself when the farmer was ready to grab her tail to lift it up to be exposed to the boar's seeking jabs and wet splatters of precum against her mound. She took it back, she didn't want to do this, she didn't want to have anything to do with being mounted by the animal again, but it was too late, there was no time for regrets as the curling tip pushed and rubbed beneath her.

It was hot and slimy feeling, rubbing against her outer folds and barely kissing between them before there was a grunt and lunge as the hog jumped forward and the spiraled cock tip suddenly drove itself deep into her body. Her cry erupted out in a wild burst, muzzle opening up as far as it would go as the twisting tip force fed itself into her body and began to spear her body open wider and wider. Her inner walls clamped down immediately and squeezed, the powerful contraction worked along the length and started to suckle and pull as the several inches filled her body. The spurts of precum jetted out inside of her, pushing and slathering the inside of her passage messily, pushing along the edges as she struggled to squirm her hips to one side, only to feel another haul of the legs with a thrust that squelched the shaft in deeper inside of her, spreading her open wider by the moment.

There were wet syrupy dribbles of mess coating her inner passage, smearing through her body hotly while she yelped out again, pulling her hips up as the hog thrust again, this time harder. The force spread her and stroked, pulsing and quivering in a way she hadn't felt in months, but the memory of how he had taken her before was all too happy to come rushing into her again. She was feeling the way it was smearing in and out, strokes and thrusts that rubbed through her body, as inch after inch was force fed into her gravid state. Her tongue lolled out as she panted in short hard bursts, her sides rising and falling rapidly while the next thrust worked in and then there was the slow drag backwards. The streams of wetness clinging to him as the forelegs shifted to either side to try and keep her firmly pinned in place, unable to do more than swallow noises of protest before the next jerk forward.

She clutched around him naturally, suckling and pulling along his length as he teased and sought, twisting and shoving his tip in so far that she snapped her jaws shut and tensed up at the sudden rush of pressure. The cock tip hammered right up against her barrier, shoving forward with lewd force that tried to pry her open. She attempted to get away, turning her hips and squirming, but he only gave another rough thrust to try and jam himself up against the narrow opening without a care for her yelping cries. She closed her eyes, balling her fists up until her claws were biting her palm at the sudden pain and jab, before it had hurt, but he had found that opening with relative ease and started to push into it, this time he thudded up dead against the barrier and refused to stop the growing pressure as the boar let out a harsh noise and jerked up again, a hop jump that slammed home.

It was pressure and pain both, bruising force that was rattling against her, her stomach twitching unhappily at the painful shoves and jabs while precum was spilling out of her, oozing and coating backwards along the line of the cock. Ember's entire body rattling with the movements above her, the shoves and jerks that made her walls contract down tightly around him. She couldn't stop that part of herself from reacting, there was no escape from the way he was violating her, the constant shove and shift of his hips working to find a weak spot, but there wasn't one. She had no idea what was going to happen if he DID find one, but she didn't want to find out! Her body twisted slightly when he drove forward with another jerk and thrust that drove up through her passage and she was left gasping and drawing down a ragged breath.

It was an aching spearing movement and something started to give inside the wolf, her walls clamped down hard enough the boar was struggling to pull back, snorting and huffing out at the tight hold. He was digging as her stomach began to ripple and a sharp pain struck her, but the pain was distant to the pressure that was building low on her body as the cock kept driving against her. They were short hard jabs, pushing and shoving, driving and prying at her, trying to force her open, each one causing her to yelp out as it started to dislodge a barrier inside of her. She didn't know what it was, she had forgotten what the collie had spoken about, all she knew was she was having problems keeping her mind clear as the ache and build up of pressure were forcing her to tense, her body arching, back curving slightly.

She felt her heart in her throat as the boar gave another rough thrust, the force behind it nearly making her squeal out as the slow ring of her cervix began to pry apart wider and something gave way. The wolf bucked wildly and jerked her hips away, she did it too fast, just enough the cock slipped backwards, but the boar was already pressing his advantage forward with a harsh snorting grunt, ears flapping back against his head as the cock tip sank home and dislodged the plug that had held her sealed. Her entire stomach started to cramp down, the pain and pressure building to a peak that had her nearly howling out, her eyes blurring slightly as the curling cock tip wedged itself into her passage and forced another seal on her, but her body knew that it had been breached and reacted accordingly.

The inches droves forward harder, forcing itself so deep she felt sick as it twisted and curled at just the right angle to catch itself right inside of her body and locked into place as it began to thicken, a thick spill of wetness escaping from her passage as she tried to bear down immediately. She whined, squeezing and pushing, the powerful walls closing around the boar as she tried to jerk her hips away, but he only pushed harder and grunted out. She heard the scrape of his teeth on the mounting dummy, biting at it as the cock filled out and pulsed, twitching and jerking inside of her violated womb. It was wrong, it was all so wrong, but he was seated in deep as the next contraction hit her hard enough to make her snarl out, the sound bursting out as she grabbed the edges of the metal poles holding the device up, feeling heavy swollen balls bumping against the underside of her rump.

Everything was aching, throbbing, the tightness of her stomach squeezed down harder as the boar let out a grunting noise, her locked and trapped body unable to do more then shudder as the first hot stream of cum began to erupt out of her cock tip, flinging into her already filled womb before she could do so much more than whine out in protest. She was stuck, trapped, there was nothing she could do or say to get away as pulse after pulse hit her, thudding deep inside of her belly and flowing outwards while she tried to push around him. The urge to push only growing worse as her body began to rebel, throwing itself into labor in response to her womb being ravaged and attacked, every contraction only helping the boar to push up another hot rush of his seed, bloating her already full body with it as she was left whining in a high pitched frantic tone. She didn't care how it sounded, she wanted to be free, she wanted to push, she wanted him out of her!

"Shh, easy, easy.. That's a girl..." Ed's voice was soft as his hand ran down along her obscenely swollen belly, rubbing lightly. "Calm down, that's right, that's good, just breathe..."

She opened her muzzle to say something, but another shudder hit her as the wolf squeezed her eyes shut and whimpered, hearing his voice while he caressed her twitching stomach gently. His hands were so warm feeling, kneading and rubbing lightly, sliding around the edges with the lightest touch possible in an effort to calm her down. She didn't know what else to do but tremble and hold still, her body trapped in place as the next hot stream began to pour out of him and rush into her distressed form. He kept murmuring, she was his good girl, his strong girl, she was doing so well, she was being such a good sow... Somewhere in the back of her mind, she realized that he was using the same words and touch he had used with hundreds of laboring beasts in the past.

That's what Ember was to him, just another sow about to give birth in his barn. Just one more animal in his care.... Another contraction hit her and stole her thoughts from her, in that moment, she became just that. A frantic frightened animal in the midst of labor listening to her master's soft soothing voice.