Farmhand gets into the Pig Feed (Fat Friday 6.09) (Patreon)

The farmer sighed when he opened the barn door. He already could tell from the excited squeals and oinks he heard behind the door that his once trusted farmhand Chris had gotten into the pig feed. Chris was given multiple warnings to not under any circumstances try the special formula that the farmer had constructed for his pig slop. But Chris, like the few farmhands before him, was so interested in how huge the farmer could grow his stock. Those curious farmhands sooner or later always got into the pig feed, and when opening the barn door, the farmer was proven right once again. He found Chris shoveling handfuls of pig slop into his face, greedily carrying on. He had outgrown his shirt, his blue jeans riding down revealing briefs stretched painfully tight. He was a lost cause now. Now that he’s already porked up 100lbs or so from the pig feed he was doomed to desire it permanently. The farmer would have to ready another pen deep in the woods with the other curious farmhands who dared to try the pig feed. Chris would be hauled back there and plugged into a tube that would automatically fulfill his desire for slop, he’d be fattened beyond recognition now that he was hooked on the potion. The farmer sighed he’d have to get Chris back there soon before he gets too heavy to move on his own.