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[b][u][center]The Boss’s Sow

Part 2

For Foogo

By Draconicon[/center][/u][/b]

Sallie didn’t know how the boar was still cumming, but he was, and it took everything that she had in her to be able to keep swallowing around the filthy cock jammed into her throat. She coughed and gagged more than once, spitting some of it back up, but she forced it down as soon as she could. Every swallow took more of his cum, almost as rancid and foul as his smegma, down her throat and into her belly.

[i]God…how much…Nnngh…[/i]

He kept cumming, and the big-breasted woman kept swallowing, sucking it down as best she could. She had never, ever had to work this hard with her husband to keep up with his load at the end of the night. Hell, she would have been lucky to get a mouthful from him, most nights. She wished that she could have been so lucky now.

The boar’s balls kept rising, pulling tight against his crotch as he kept cumming down her throat, kept pumping his load into her neck. She didn’t know how much more there could be, but she could feel the sticky, messy stuff clinging to the inside of her throat, running down the back of her neck, pooling into her stomach. And there…

There, it just kept coming. Her belly felt like it was going to burst from how much he kept squirting, and he held her down so that she couldn’t pull back, either. Every breath, every suck, every little gasp of air was at a cost, and he made sure that she kept paying it every time that she swallowed.

Rancid, stinky, smelly, heavy, musky, hot, manly, horribly unwashed and bestial compared to everything that she was used to: that was what the boar was, and she kept getting slammed down into that.

She breathed at the wrong time and coughed, but since the cock was deep down her throat, there was only one place for his cum to go. She almost sneezed it out, feeling it splatter out of her nose onto his crotch. She couldn’t believe the reek that it left behind in her nose, couldn’t believe the foulness.

Swallow, swallow, cough.

Swallow, swallow, cough.

That was how it kept going, and that was what she got used to. Sallie stopped gagging after a while, but the cum kept glowing.

She didn’t know how long she was hilted by that thick, gross thing, but eventually, the big boar pulled his cock out of her throat. She gasped for breath, struggling to breathe as it came free, and the last of his cumshots landed over her face. Blinking through the mess and trying to see, she found herself face to cock with something that…somehow…still hadn’t softened.

[i]Oh god…oh no…[/i]

“Heh, still got it, boss,” one of the other boars said.

“Yeah, looks like she’s got more work today.”

“Heh, she’s gonna be walking funny.”

“And sitting funny.”

“She’s gonna be a hot little sow all night for the boss…”

Sallie stared up at the boar, almost like she thought that there might be some way for her to get through this without going that far. She had already given him a blowjob; wasn’t that good enough for her first day?

The look that the boar gave her told her that it wasn’t, and she shivered as she looked down at his huge balls. They were still too massive to be believed, the thick fur no longer quite as stretched, perhaps, the balls no longer quite as bloated, but that didn’t take away from their overall size in the slightest.

[i]Fuck…[/i]

She didn’t usually curse that much, even in her head, but things had gone bad. Real bad. And she needed to do something before –

“Heh, that all you can give me, sow?” the boar boss asked.

“…”

“You told me that you’d pay it back. Now, you done, or do I have to go and pay your hubby a visit to remind you what you gotta do?”

“…I…Give me…”

“Heh, you need to go powder your nose?”

“I need…I need to…”

“Heh, run to the bathroom then, girly. I’ll be waiting in your bedroom.”

Sallie ran, and she ran fast. The last thing that she wanted was to throw up all over the floor. As she charged down the hallway, she could feel her belly bouncing, swinging, jiggling from just how much bigger it was with all the cum inside. And she was all too aware of just how heavy it was down there, how much didn’t belong there.

She made it to the toilet just in time, lunging for it and throwing up. She could feel the sticky, gooey mess coming up, tasting no better this way than it had done on the way down. It was so wrong. Even like this, even throwing her head over the toilet bowl and feeling it coming up, it didn’t feel like vomit. It felt like snot. It felt like…like filth.

And she had to swallow so much of it…

Sallie heaved again, throwing it up, the white-yellow gunk coming up no different in color than it had gone down. She coughed, sputtering, some of it running down her chin and making it even worse. Another cough, another gag, and she heaved again.

It went on for several minutes before it stopped, and even then, she knew that there was still more in her guts. Half of it was still in there, and the thought of what would happen when it eventually went out the other way…well, it didn’t bear thinking about. She was already disgusted enough with herself.

As she dragged herself up to her feet again, she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror. Sallie’s hair was knocked all over the place, gross and slimy from the cumshot that had gone over her face, and the smeared oils had run along her cheeks, her nose, and over her chin. Her face felt…gross, like she’d just had a ten mile run and her sweat had been caked onto her afterward.

The urge to just wipe herself clean was almost overwhelming, but she could hear the howls and whines of the boars in her house, and she knew that it was going to get worse if she didn’t tend to their needs, and now. Their boss…

Their boss wanted more, and she hoped that it would be easier than the blowjob. She couldn’t take another gut-stuffing like that.

Wobbling, she got back to her feet and walked to the far side of the house, where her and Philip’s bedroom was. She still felt the sloshing in her belly, still burped and tasted the cum that was on her breath and in her throat and – fuck, she didn’t want to think any further about that. Better not to, better to pretend that this wasn’t happening.

The boss was waiting for her, alright, and he was no longer dressed. The big boar had stripped out of everything, a gut overhanging his cock, though not as much as she expected with the species difference. She could see his dick still dripping, though, oozing pre-cum onto the hardwood floor. Making a note to get the stain out, she tried and failed to put a smile on her face as she walked up to him.

“What do you want?”

“You on your back, dollface.”

“You…”

“I said you’d be a sow, girly,” he said, cupping her chin with his thick fingers. “You think I wasn’t gonna breed you?”

“I was hoping…”

“Now, that anything to say to a man that can hurt you or help you?”

He wheezed, laughing as he did, and Sallie forced herself to shake her head. She had to play along for her sake, for Philip’s, for both of them. If she didn’t, they’d lose the house, and he might not ever leave the hospital.

“I understand.”

“Heh, then get naked and spread ‘em, dollface.”

Swallowing what was left of her pride, Sallie dragged herself onto the bed, doing her best not to look at the boar again. She pulled off the remnants of her bra, throwing it to the side, and she pulled on her pants. Her panties went next, showing off her ass, muscular and rounded, soft and smooth, and –

“Heh, looking forward to stuffing that next time,” the boar said, smacking her rump. “I love it when sows beg to get reamed.”

“I’ll only beg if you make me,” she muttered.

“Your husband’s gonna depend on you begging me. Again. And again, and again.”

“…”

“So, get started.” He hooked her with a finger to her sex, pulling her back towards him and keeping her on all fours. “Beg me to breed you now.”

Sallie would have preferred to do damn near anything else but that, but there was little choice in the matter. If she didn’t…she knew what would happen if she didn’t. Whimpering, she reached back to her ass cheeks, pulling them apart and showing off the pucker between, the soft slit that lay just under it. She ran her fingers down along either side, showing off the pretty, shaved sex.

“Please…breed me, Mr. Boar.”

“Heh, that’s a good start. Keep going.”

“I want to be bred. I need a dirty piggy cock inside of me,” she said, lying through gritted teeth. “I want you to fuck me. I want you to fuck me right here in my marriage bed. I want you to show me what I am.”

“And what are you, dollface?”

“I’m…your…sow,” she muttered, lowering her head against the bed, hating herself for what she was saying.

“What was that?”

“I’m your sow.”

“That’s what I thought.”

He didn’t make it hard for her, at least, not after that. His cock was still slick from her blowjob earlier, and all the pre-cum he was dripping meant that it didn’t matter that she was dry as a desert. He still slid in with ease, thick as her aching jaw remembered, and just as hard and stiff. Sallie didn’t even get the chance to brace herself before he went balls-deep, and her mouth hung open at the stiff, sharp, stretching feeling that came with it.

[i]No…no way…he ever gets…anal…[/i]

If he felt this big in her pussy, no way that she could ever take him in her other hole. This was impossible. So thick, so huge, so mind-blowingly large. She didn’t want to admit it, but it was…

It was painful, but there was pleasure from the size, in the way that he shoved in so deep. Not much, not enough to make her forget the shame and the pain, but too much for her to be happy with. She gasped for breath as he worked himself in further, deeper, dragging his cock along her inner walls, pushing himself right up to the entrance of her womb.

Slam. The first thrust hurt, made her scream, the pressure down there making her body ache and cringe. Yet, he held her hips too tightly for her to get away, and pinned her down for another –

SLAM! Another, harder thrust, this time beating against her entrance with more force. She could feel something stretching, tensing inside of her, and she cried from the feeling of it hitting her like that. Sallie opened her mouth –

“AGH!”

Only to scream as he slammed in again, and again, and again, each time picking up speed. The pain of impact, the stretching friction, the heat of his cock, the horrible, tiny, growing pleasure that came with it, was beating her mind down and forcing her to submit in a horrible, horrible way. As she started to falter, as she slipped, he grabbed her arms instead of her hips, pulling her back with them and forcing her to stare forward.

“Ah…ah…ah…”

She gasped for breath as she was rutted from behind, feeling him fucking her harshly, fast and painfully, like someone that just wanted to get themselves off. She wanted to be upset, but that was the best thing. With how this was going, she could be made to feel good, and she didn’t want him to do that.

His pre-cum alone was musky enough and strong enough to have the room stinking of pig. Even washing all the sheets wouldn’t get that gone, now, but she was losing herself in the fuck too much to think of that. That rough cock beat against her insides with bruising force, pain and that tiny pleasure fighting against each other, and the pain wasn’t quite winning so much anymore.

In, out, in, out, in –

“OIIIIINK!”

She heard him squealing, but it was drowned out by the internal gut-punch of his cock going where no cock was supposed to go. Sallie hung there, suspended on his dick as he came inside of her, his cock head pushing past her inner opening with more force than any cock before it. He claimed her depths in a way that Philip never had, and never would. His seed splattered into her, soaking her, filling her, drenching her, overwhelming her. Whatever shrinking had happened from puking, he replaced it then.

And she, poor pitiful Sallie Beam, hung from his cock and slowly sagged off of it as he pulled back. She drooled cum from her pussy, squirting it out of her as horrible, clenches and squeezes that might even have been a horror-gasm shook her from head to toe. The boar painted her and the bed with his seed, and she didn’t even move.

[b][u][center]The End[/center][/u][/b]

Summary: Sallie’s torture at the hands of the boar mob boss isn’t done yet. A blowjob’s not enough to cut it, and it’s time for her to find out what it means to be a sow.

Tags: M/F, human/anthro, human, pig, boar, mafia, blackmail, oral, swallowing, blowjob, puking, belly, swelling, inflation, cum inflation, uterus, uterus fucking, creampie, orgasm, cum, domination, humiliation, musk, stink, cum out nose,