"Honey I'm home!" Shit he's back early, I quickly show the rest of my chocolate bar into my mouth, since new years my partner has been obsessed with me losing weight and eating healthy, the problem is that I hate it, meat with no fat, loads of vegetables and bland breakfasts, so I've been secretly snacking when I can.

"Really! So this is why you've not lost any weight! After all the meals I make for you and the food I buy! You're sitting here on your fat ass doing nothing, while I work all day, stuffing your face with crap like a fucking pig!" I'd had enough

"I like unhealthy food, it's my body I can decide what to do with it!"

"Fine! You want to be a fat ugly pig then be one! He storms out of the room. I sit there, as I calm down I realise what an idiot I'd just been, I'll have to apologise, he was just looking out for my health. Suddenly he comes back into the room, he holds out a plate.

"Here's some crap for you to eat!" I take the plate, on it was a delicious looking slice of cake.

"I... I'm... sor..."

"Shut up and eat your slop pig." He clearly wasn't in the mood for apologies right now and it is cake after all. I eat down the slice of cake, something about it tasted funny, as I try to put my finger on it I begin to feel tired and a bit dizzy, my eyes close and refuse to open and I fall unconscious.

I awake, my eyes still closed, eyelids still heavy as i slowly wake up, the ground feels strange, soft, wer and slightly sticky and I feel a breeze against my bare skin, I'm naked? My head also feels unusually cold, as if my hair was missing, did someone shave off all my hair? I roll over and try to get up, my hands sinking into the ground as they take my weight. As I try to stand I feel a painful pull on my balls and fall back down to all fours, it's then I notice the restraints around my ankles and balls, they must be preventing me from straightening my legs. I open my eyes to see but my location immediately take my attention. Below me is a floor of mud and filth, with some ort of indoor pig sty.

"Wha... aaaggghhh!." As I try to speak an electric shock burns through my throat.

"I see that piggy is awake." Catching my breath I look up to see my partner on the other side of a fence.

"What's up you fat fuck? I tried to help you lose weight and be healthy but you couldn't help being a greedy pig and throw all my love and hard work back at my. Well now you get to live as you wanted. You get to be my fat pig." I go to tell him that I'm sorry but as I try to speak another shock prevents me for alking. my hand grabs at the collar firmly locked around my neck, the only thing it achieves is splashing mud in my neck.

"Shut up yiu dumb swine, pigs don't talk." I look up at him pleedingly, trying to convey how sorry I am.

"Aw, is piggy hungry?" That wasn't what I was trying to say at all, I almost try to tell him that but remember the shock collar around my neck and stop myself. My partner pick up a bucket and dumps the food into a trough. Fast food burgers and chips, chocolate, fatty bacon, cakes, etc, not a single healthy piece of food in sight.

"Well piggy eat up." I stand on all fours and don't move. Is this a test? If I stay away from the food can I prove to him that I'm not a pig? A sudden shock flows through my body.

"I said eat up piggy!" I stay still this time in fear. Another shock is sent through my body, immediately followed by another causing me to fall into the mud and cover myself in muck.

"Stop rolling around in that filth and eat your slop pig!" As another shock ripples though me I understand that I have no choice and crawl on all fours through the mud and reach out for the food with my hand. I fall back into the dirt as another shock holts me.

"Pigs don't have hands! You eat with you disgusying face, you filthy animal!" Getting back to all fours I lower my head into the trough and begin to rather messily eat the food, forcing it down evwn after I'm full, wanting to avoid another shock. As I eat my partner talks.

"Good piggy, eat your disgusting meal and get nice and fat. You may be wondering where we are. This was my uncle's farm. Do you remember? Probably not, you were probably busy stuffing your face. He left it to me 6 months ago in his will after he died from a heart attack, cause from a poor and unhealthy diet. I've been trying to figure out what to do with the place, not that you helped. Now I finally figured it out. It's only an extra half an hour from work, so I thought we'd move here. The air is cleaner, it's more quiet and you get to be the filthy, fat, stinky, ugly, fucking pig that you clearly want to be." He stands and watches as I eat. Is he really going to keep me like this? And why is my cock twitching at every humiliating insult?

As I finish and struggle to swallow down the last few bites I struggle to turn towards my partner and look at them pleedingly, desperately trying to get them to forgive me. He smiles back mockingly.

"No piggy that's all you get for now." At this he turns and walks away. I try to walk a few steps after them but my full and bloated body just collapses under me and I roll once again into the mud as I lay there and try to digest my huge meal.

I awake to a loud rumbling noise, having fallen asleep due to my over full stomach, I feel an uncomfortable pressure building. I look around my muddy pen trying to find severe to go as I hold it in. I hurriedly crawl through the mud to the corner, making it just in time as I'm forced to shit onto the floor in the open like an animal, bits of mud splash onto me as my filthy ahit mixes into the muck already covering the floor. Disgusted I move away from the smell as it quickly fills the air. Feeling much better I move around the sty, each step flicking more and more mud onto my body, I need to find a way out. Reaching the fence I try to climb it but the restraints linking my ankles to my balls prevent me from lifting my legs, if I try climbing out I will end up like many owned animals, without my balls. I see a gate in the fence and try to open it but as I push against it I hear the padlock bounce against the wood on the otherside. My pathetic attempts at escape failing I continue to wonder around what is my new home.

I hear the sound of a barn door open and I turn hopefully as my partner comes into view holding another bucket and a hose.

"You are a stinky piggy, I see that you've already added to your filthy muck." Is he going to wash me? My question is immediately answered as the hose sprays water into another troth, this I'm guessing is my drinking water. He dumps more food into my feeding trough and holds up the shock collar remote.

"Eat up piggy." Not wanting to ve shocked again I move over to the food and begin to force it down, the addition of the water helping in the task.

"You know I can't just keep calling you piggy, if I'm going to keep you, then I should really name you. What about Porky, that seems like a fitting name." Unable to respond without being shocked I juat continue eating, personally I don't like it bit I don't really have a choice, thinking about it neither do normal pigs.

"That's settled then Porky it is." After I finish I let out a burp, it's smell making me recoil slightly. My partner stands by the fence and pulls out his cock.

"Here piggy piggy! I've got something extra for you! A nice treat for being a good piggy!" My stomach full I crawl over, despite everything the sight of his cock makes my own spring to life. I take his cock in my mouth and suck on it hungrily, my tongue tasting every inch of him. I'm quickly rewarded with my treat as his cum fills my mouth and I swallow his delicious cum down and lick his cock clean until he pulls away and does his trousers back up.

"Night night Porky! I'll be back to feed you in the morning!" He turns and leaves, the barn door slamming shut behind him. Left alone with the taste of his cum in my mouth and my cock still hard I can't help but grab my cock with a muddy hand and quickly shoot my cum into the muddy ground beneath me.

Tired and with nowhere else to sleep I try to lay down in the mud and get comfortable. The barn seems to be heated which is nice but nothing stops the cold wind blowing under the barn door, the freezing breeze making me shiver as it flows over my exposed naked body. The wind also makes the barn door rattle, the only sound for miles it is deafening.

I awake from a restless sleep to the sound of the barn door opening and sunlight flooding in. I blink as I rise to all fours, my body feeling stiff from an uncomfortable night.

"Morning Porky, I hope you're hungry!" He holds up the remote as he says it, reminding me that I'm hungry whether I actually am or not. I first walk over to the water, it doesn't look particularly clean, bits of hay amd dirt float in it but with no other source I put my head to the water and quench my thirst, as I do I feel two horrible feelings, one my full bladder, noticeable from my semi erect cock and a pleasure in my guts from last nights meal. I start towards the food but the sight of it makes me holt. Unable to hold it in any longer I lean my ass back and shit on the floor right in front of my partner, a stream of piss quickly following splashing against my legs, I wish there was somewhere I can hid in my open pen but there is nowhere to hide my shame and humiliation.

"Well done stinky piggy! Now that you've made some room come eat your breakfast." He was enjoying seeing me reduced to an animal and weirdly I notice that my cock is still erect, maybe I'm enjoying it a little bit as well. I crawl up to my food trough and eat it up, somehow this was starting to get a tiny bit easier than yesterday.

"Unlike some people who can lounge around all day I have work to go to, see you later piggy, enjoy your day of doing nothing you lazy fat pig!" At that he leaves and closes the door.

Left alone again I feel my erect cock and yet again add cum to the muck on my floor.

At least a year has passed since I was demoted from boyfriend and became my owners pig on the farm. I've gained a lot of weight in that time, my belly hanging low, barely above the ground as I crawl on all fours through the filth on the floor, a mixture of mud, shit, piss, cum and dirt. My body wobbling and swaying with each step, my enormous ass sticking out in the air on full display, showing off the brand given to me by my owner, all livestock should be marked is what he told me before seering my flesh.

I've grown used to the smell and being naked, my thick layers of fat keep me warm, also to always being dirty and covered in mud, not to mention sleeping in the mud. My hair never grew back, I'm assuming that he pit some sort of hair removal chemicals on my scalp, that took a bit of getting used to but considering that i live in a muddy pen probably for the best. My owner feeds me regularly, which I eat up greedily, these days I'm always hungry and can never seem to eat enough. If I'm really lucky I get the additional treat of sucking his cock and very rarely being fucked in the ass, my owner wears a condom for that, nor wanting to have contact with my filthy ass and allows me to chew on it afterwards.

Life as a pig isn't that bad really, I have no worries, plenty of food, shelter, no job and plenty of sleep. Sure it can get a bit boring, I miss things like watching the TV and playing video games,  but I fill the time with wanking and eating, which if I'm honest is what I did before I became a pig while my partner was at work, although now it's more intense as I get off on the humiliation, shame and dehumanisation of living as the pig that I am.

I hear the barn door open and my owner walk in, in his hand is a leash, on the other end is a large pig.

"Good news Porky. I'm engaged! He's kind, thoughtful, fit, healthy, nothing like my previous lazy, ungrateful, ugly, smelly, pig of a boyfriend." I feel slightly sad that he has gotten over me and moved on on but also hope that his new boyfriend treats him better than I did, he deserves better.

"Behave yourself or I might end up having a hog roast for the wedding, I do have a well feed fat pig after all." I gulp slightly at the idea of being cooked and eaten like the pig that I am. Weirdly my cock twitches at the idea.

"And I was thinking that you must be getting lonely in here all by yourself, so I got you a boyfriend as well. Meet Boris!" My owner opens the gate, I don't try to escape, why would I? The thought doesn't even enter my mind, and Boris trots in.

"Now because I'm engaged I can't really give you your treats anymore but I'm sure Boris can." He walks away leaving me alone with Boris. He comes up to me and sniffs, I feel his weight on me, looks like Boris is very happy to be my boyfriend.