Long Pig Stories

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The Contest Ch. 02

by DreamerByTheDiamonds on Apr 17, 2018
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

The princesses were told that the Emperor wanted to spend time with each of them. Then they were told to inform the messenger what activity they wanted to focus on, and then lots would be drawn to decide which princess would be chosen first, second, and last. Princess Rellenora's name was picked first. So, she was given the first day. As for what she wante...

Longwood Sixth Hunt Day 01-03

by emap on Sep 16, 2017
Novels and Novellas

This one may end up being a little bit epic, perhaps not as well. Just warning ya, or perhaps making ya worry for no reason. :p ** Balik wakes early on this day, bad dream would think. Luckily Dan gets up to go see him, tried once and Balik was not that happy with it. So Dan goes, while he goes to get Balik calmed down check out the window. Close enough to...

Disposable Hero Ch. 03 Pt. 02

by Bokhun on Sep 26, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

The Gathering Adjusting to the Surface Walking about five hundred meters away from the camp, Henri stopped and looked at the ground, clearly displeased the tracks looked similar to wild pigs but much bigger. Zilvra was lost wondering why he was looking at the ground all she could tell was that a short animal had made a path. She asked wondering, "What...

How to: Food Waste/Pig Penned

by lappsink on Feb 6, 2018
Fetish

"So, I'll be cleaning up after people's meals?" Sophie said, eagerly. She had been looking for a job for about 6 months now, after leaving work at the supermarket. "That's fine. I'll take it." The interviewer smiled. "I'm so glad you accepted. We've been looking for someone for a while and you do fit the bill. I can't believe you moved here all the way from...

A Pig's Life

by Haxcall on Sep 15, 2017
Fetish

Ever since Lilly Gilt took over her family fashion company all her employees felt her iron and shallow grip. She embarked on a campaign against anyone who didn't appeal to her physical standards. The day after she took control of the company she immediately fired all the people she considered overweight. She refused to hire anyone over 130 pounds and refused...

The Good Wife: Resubmission Ch. 03

by jmcroce on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

Out of the Fire I cried myself through a shower that night, it was a good cry, the kind that sheds pain and guilt, the kind that in the end brings a type of clarity and renewal that you only experience through loss. But truly, in the end, it accomplishes nothing. The guilt isn't truly shed, you simply pay it homage. The pain is still there, it's simply been...

A Chance Encounter Ch. 02 - My First Rodeo

by fexhominum on Jul 15, 2020
Fetish

THE NEW GIRL A brunette with exotic features answered the door. She opened the door halfway, and leaned out from behind it. She stared blankly at me for a moment. Finally, she spoke. "Yes?" "I have an appointment." I said, meekly. "Come in, pig." I opened the screen door and stepped into the house. She was wearing a green scotch plaid flannel shirt. A m...

Property Ch. 03

by GvilleWriterGuy on Sep 12, 2017
BDSM

"Please can I cum?" she begged, kissing the top of my shoe. She was on her hands and knees, her big ass in the air, whimpering at my feet. "You are so adorable when you beg, pig," I chuckled, ruffling her hair with my free hand. I had a cigarette in the other hand, and the ash was getting long. "Open wide." She tilted her head up to look at me, and with a...

Last Night in Barcelona

by bourbondream on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

"Let's go." It may have been hard to hear me over the blaring music, but she nodded immediately. We fled the dance floor and hurried out of the club. I held her hand as we made our way down the winding streets of Bari Gotic. She was a sight to see. She wore a simple low cut black top that allowed plenty of her breast to show. On her feet were the red flats...

Property Ch. 02

by GvilleWriterGuy on Sep 12, 2017
BDSM

I stood in front of the full-length mirror and slipped into my new dress shirt. It didn't look too bad – maybe I wasn't the conventional ladykiller type, but for a certain type of woman I was attractive. The shirt was adorned with dancing red flames and devil's forks, over a black backdrop. "What do you think, pet?" I asked M. She was kneeling on the floor...