“There six hog eggs all tucked away safely.”
“ I thought I saw seven eggs Doc’” Clem Observed.
“Yes there were boy one is her own. OK. This ones finished now the other one.”
When the Doctor had finished the girls were left in the small room. For more than an hour they just sat naked, absorbed in their own thoughts of what was to become of them. Life had got really complicated in the past ten or so days relay complicated and there appeared to be no way out of this mess. Then Olivia herd a voice, she looked sharply at Jennie. She indicated by a nod that she had herd it as well. The voice no voices were now just outside the barn wall .
“The old man was as cranky as all hell when he found out those pictures were useless and he couldn’t fix ’em.”
“Yah, so do you reckon he would have sold ’em if the girls got pregnant to the boar, even though he said he wouldn’t.”
“He sure would, he wasn’t going to pass up the money. He could get heaps for pictures like that. Those sluts sure know how to hump hogs. Cant wait to watch em in action again. Paw said he was going to video them being rooted this afternoon, wont be as good as in the wild but I haven’t seen anything like it on the internet.” the voices of the two boys faded off as they walked to the far end of the barn to do some chores.
For a long moment the girls looked at each other and realizing they would be exposed by these horrible men if they were videoed with the pigs they knew right then and there that they had to escape before the Doc returned.
Jennie edged from the room avoiding the creaking door by climbing through the partial opening that served as a window and moved quietly to the far end of the barn. Olivia headed to the big barn door and peered out. Neither girl herd or saw anything and said so when Jennie went to Join Olivia by the barn door.
“The side door leads directly into the swamp. If we can get out there we may have a chance.” Jennie suggested even as Olivia was crossing to the small side door. She slid it open a fraction and cautiously looked out. Then she signaled quickly for Jennie to join her.
“Those boys seem to have gone to the other shed over there,” she pointed “If we go out here and keep close to the wall before heading to the swamp we might not be seen. Oh! And our canoe is just near the landing as well, we might be able to take that if were lucky.” Jennie agreed.
Without another word the girls slid from the barn and in less than a minute were in the water. Another minute and they had reached the side of the canoe. It seemed best if they pushed the canoe further into the swamp before trying to climb aboard. Getting into a floating canoe can sometimes be a little noisy and any noise could draw attention. Fifteen minutes later they were paddling deeper into the swamp, they had made there escape.
“Will they come after us?” Olivia wondered out loud.
“I don’t think they have any option so we had better put some distance between them and us.”
They were loosing light and energy fast when they finally beached the canoe.
“Do you know where we are Jen?” A tired and worried Olivia inquired.
“I’ve got a rough Idea, were about a mile or so east of where we were camped last week. We’ll rest here until midnight then we’ll make for the edge of the swamp and try to get home in the dark tomorrow night. Better cover ourself with some mud to stop the insects making dinner out of us.” The girls had rested uncomfortably for several hours when silently from the swamp appeared a big black shadow. It was the Swamp Boar.
“Oh god Jennie its the Boar Olivia moaned, I know what he wants.”
The boar came from the swamp with his entourage of sows. Predictably he came straight to the girls.
“Hallo big fella Jennie greeted flippantly what do you want?”
“I know what he wants,” Jenny hissed “He wants pussy thats what he wants.”
By this time the big boar was already sniffing and bumping Jenny, indicating that indeed he did want pussy. Jennie went down on the ground and the boar began to tease her with his familiar pushing and nudging. He then sniffed her behind. Jennie felt something warm splashing on to her hand and arm and gasped. The boar was marking his territory by peeing on the ground and on her.
“Jen don’t let him, remember what the Doc did to us,” but the warning was to late the boar was already mounting her. Jennie couldn’t run even if she had a mind to as the boars front legs were clamped tightly about her waist and the flair of her human hips made a perfect leverage point for the boar to hold and to draw himself into the tiny waiting body beneath him.
s usual the mountainous boar took some time to find Jennies vagina. By the time he had found it her behind and pubic hair were soaked in the boars pre-cum paving the way for his long thin shaft to enter her sheath. Once the boar was inside Jennie could feel the twisting seeking penal tip searching for her cervical channel. She shuddered with anticipation. The pleasant feeling was somewhat dampened by knowing she would almost certainly be impregnated the very event she was escaping from.
From the corner of her eye Jennie saw Olivia back away toward the canoe.
“What are you doing,” she hissed at the retreating friend.
“I’m not waiting on my turn,” she replied “I’m going over to that island,” she pointed to another small patch of higher land some fifteen yards away. The two islands were separated by a deep channel of moving water but it was no safe haven if the boar wanted to service Olivia. The other island was just a short swim and swamp boars were reasonably good swimmers.
“But Liv if he wants you he will have you, its not like you haven’t…” Jennie paused and expelled a long breath “Ooohhhhh, He’s locked in she groaned.
Olivia had slid into the canoe and was silently gliding toward the island. Jennie watched her friend slide off but said nothing more. The boars hot poker was forcing Jennies attention to her lower belly that was about to be flooded with a sea of sperm.
Olivia was disembarking from the beached canoe when Jennie saw three dark forms rise to meet her. Olivia’s scream pierced the night as the three bachelor boars surrounded the naked girl. As the giant boar began to spray Jennies cervical channel and womb with life giving sperm she saw her friend sinking to the ground under the attention of the young beasts about her. Several more screams were herd from the adjacent Island as Olivia was taken and impregnated against her will.
The young boars had been rough as they knocked Olivia to the ground then pushed and shoved at the stricken young women until she finally relented and rose to her hands and knees. Immediately the young boars were squabbling over which one would be first. In the process Olivia had been trampled on twice by the boars sharp trotters. This resulted in several screams that echoed around the swamp. It took some time but finally one of the boars dominated and claimed his prize. Olivia defeated and dejected was mounted and eventually entered. The boar was extremely rough on the tiny girl sow he was rutting and when he finally found her cervix Olivia let out another cry as the screwing tip entered her deeply. Tears of resignation flowed down her cheeks as the first of the boars seed sprayed the walls of her womb fertilising her eggs.
Jennie herd Olivia’s cry and new what was happening. At the same time her own boar lover was dismounting after filling his human sow. Jennie peered into the darkness at the moving mass on the other Island but she could not determine boars from Olivia at this distance. Jennie was serviced three times by the giant swamp boar before dawn finally broke.
Olivia’s succession of swamp lovers seemed insatiable and she was bruised, battered and swollen by the time the last young boar slipped off into the swamp to feed. Jennie had faired better but had been bitten twice by her vigorous companion and had a huge bruise on her neck and shoulder plus bruising to her ribs and breast from the clutching of her beastly lover.
The giant swamp boar didn’t leave until mid morning taking Jennie once more before he left to feed. The girls by now were also hungry and tired and needed to wash badly. There original plan, to escape the swamp last night, had been foiled by the arrival of the boars. Now they would have to wait until the evening to sneak into town to seek help.
A short while after the last of the hogs had left the battered girls helped each other into the canoe and slowly made for the swamp fringe where they planned to wash in one of the numerous streams feeding the large expanse of swampland. It was only when they had both washed the mud and grime from their bodies that the extent of the previous nights wounds were obvious. The girls were still hungry and would have to remain that way until tonight but the creek water was able to slake their thirst.
Making themselves as comfortable as they could in the cramped canoe which was concealed in shrubs about fifty yards from the shore the girls rested. In the unlikely event of anyone coming to this part of the swamp they would not be able to be seen from the shore. Only when they felt safe did they start to plan what they would do after dark.
“Jen what will we do? We have to get some clothes quickly.”
“Well I think we’ll have to trust someone we can’t risk being caught naked steeling clothes from someone’s clothesline. Who can we trust with this sort of secret?”
“Margaret,” Olivia suggested without hesitation.
After a pause Jennie agreed, “Yes Margaret she lives closest to the edge of town and I know she will help even if she doesn’t understand. There’s also the other problem of the piglets growing in here” Jennie pointed to her stomach.
“We mightn’t be pregnant yet,” Olivia didn’t even convince herself with the forlorn hope.
“If Doc was right, were both pregnant. My stomachs swimming in bore semen loaded with little tadpoles just climbing over each other to get at those implanted eggs. You must have pints of the stuff inside you girl. No were pregnant there’s no doubt in the world.” Jenny was firm in her convictions. “The way I see it the only way to get rid of the little buggers is to approach the Doc and hope he wont turn us in to Joe.”
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