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Night at pig manor! - Page 27 - Run for the door! - By hackerkyle - Overview
You forget the shears and as much as you hate to do this. You forget about Terry and John. You try to rush fro the door way out but the pig grabs you by the head and rams it into the wooden wall.

"You should've just let me eat you in peace kid. But now, I don't feel like stuffing you in my gut. I got a better place for you!" The pig spits out in anger.

You're dazed by your head being smashed into the wall. The pig forces you to the ground and he grabs your ankles together. You then feel something wet and warm around your feet but you're too dazed to see piece together what's happening. The feeling spreads up your legs slowly as your mind clears and you look at the pig.

He's not stuffing you in his maw, he's not stuffing you in his pecs....You're legs are disappearing up his ass! Fear takes over as you try to desperately pull your legs out of the pigs pucker. But he somehow has a vary tight grip of you.

"This is where little shits like you belong!" The pig huffs out with anger.

More and more of your legs get sucked into the ass as the smell makes you dizzy. The musky smell of his asshole makes you just lay there as loud 'slurps' and 'gulps' ring out and pull you in deeper into your smelly prison. Your ass slides in and the pig's angry pants now turn to lustful moans. Your stomach slides inside of the pig and your minds fog clears up enough for you to realize just how bad this has all gone in a matter of minutes.

John has been swallowed alive, Terry was stuffed into the pigs pecs, and you are being feed to the pigs ass. Your mind goes to your remaining friends, Dan and Mark. They must be in trouble like this. They must be in just as much danger as you three... But you'll never know if they are. Or if they made it out alive.

The top of your chest starts to slide in as your arms are once again forced over your hear. You cough and wheeze as the air you get is too musky to breath. With one last good look of the outside world. Everything becomes darkness for you; as the smell and sound of the pigs ass becomes everything to you. Your head is pulled in and your arms are slurped up like noodles.

You're fated to become a pile of pig shit. Worst yet, you couldn't save your friends who were eaten by the same pig.
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