It was a long day in a cramped canoe but both girls got a little sleep and even before the sun had gone down they set out on the ten mile journey to town. The going was difficult there feet and bodies were being cut by sticks and branches as they hugged the edge of the forest as they made their torturous way to town. Twice in the early stages they only just made the shelter of the undergrowth as cars approached. By midnight they had only gone half way and they decided that they had to take the risk and make their way along the grassy verge which would be softer on their feet and the going would be clear. The only problem was that if a vehicle did come along the road the opportunity to seek a safe hiding place till it passed was going to be more difficult. Still it was midnight and there was not much traffic on the roads.
Finally as a dim glow of another sunrise painted the sky with muted tones the girls arrived at Margaret’s house. Some frantic widow tapping got their mutual friends attention. Her mouth dropped open when she saw the naked and battered girls on the lawn outside.
“Don’t just gape at us let us in,” Jennie hissed. Without uttering a word the slack jawed Margaret let the girls into her bedroom.
“Can you get us some food were starving,” Looking from one to the other Margaret just nodded and disappeared. She soon returned with some serial, milk, bowels and spoons and placed them on her bedside table.
“I suppose your going to tell me what has happened to you both,” she hissed.
Both girls nodded but said nothing and began to eat. Margaret went to her closet and returned with two old dressing gowns and handed them to the girls who ignored them until they had finished their bowls of serial and topped them up for seconds.
“What the hell is going on,” she almost screamed but checked herself to avoid waking her parents.
It took a while but Jennie and Olivia between them told the stunned friend what had happened to them over the past two weeks.
“Good god in Heven,” she muttered biting her knuckles, “You did it with pigs, wild pigs. If old Joe saw you do it, it’ll be all over town you know. It took some more time but the girls finally convinced Margaret that there story was true and that she had to help them. The first thing for her to do was to get some clothes from both their homes then she had to get the Doc to visit her non existent pet after her parents had left for work. Then it would be up to all of them to convince the Doc to abort the fetus and say nothing.
Margaret’s parents left for work at eight thirty followed closely by Margaret. On her visit to retrieve clothes for her two friends she tried to come to terms with what the girls had told her. Her mind was swimming with the Idea of her friends being screwed by filthy swamp boars, perhaps she would understand what they had done later but for now she would help them. By ten she had returned with clothes and toiletries so the girls could feel human again. Jennie and Olivia had both showered and were waiting.
“The vet will be here at eleven,” Margaret informed her friends, we’ll wait for him in the study. Right on time Doc arrived and when he was confronted by the girls he went on the attack.
“We had a deal ladies and you broke that deal what do you want from me now. I take it that this sik animal of your friend doesn’t exist, am I right?”
“Yes your right Doc,” Jennie trying to keep herself under control replied. “As for your deal or Joe’s deal it doest hold. Joe didn’t have any pictures nor did he have video so all deals were off.”
“What did you say, no pictures,” He paused and looked puzzled before continuing. “Then why did you agree to go through with the implants.” Again Doc paused, “He did catch you didn’t he? The pictures didn’t come out, thats it isn’t it? You two were screwing boars but the pictures didn’t come out. How did you find out?” the rush of questions were answered by Olivia followed by a description of what had transpired after their escape.
“The wild boars have fertilized the implants and you want me to abort them.” He scratched his chin for some time before he answered.
“Wont do it girls this is my one chance to prove that women can be surrogates to beast offspring and I wont deliberately abort my work.”
“Doc you have to help us their’s no one else we can go to. Neither of us want to have these piglets you must help us we only agreed to go through with it to save our reputation and now we don’t have to please you must.” Jennie pleaded but the Doc saw an opportunity to exploit these young vulnerable women.
“Tell you what I’ll hide you away until you birth the young and you can return with your reputation in tact. We’ll use the same pretext for your absence as we were going to before, research in Canada. To get Joe off your back you can give me a map to his still. He told me you followed him to it. You know that swamp as well as anyone around here so drawing a map shouldn’t be too much trouble. I’ll have the authorities bust him and his still, he’ll go to jail this time. I know the old devil relies on that moonshine income to keep the farm going and without it he’ll have to sell up and move, when he gets out of prison.”
The three women looked at each other and there seemed to be no alternative. The Doc continued to speak.
“One more thing this young women goes with you we don’t want loose ends, agreed?”
“No we want to talk about it,” Jennie was quick to reply
“You may talk all you want but your alternatives are, you agree and you can continue your life as if nothing has happened in four or five months time. You might decide not to accept my offer and seek someone else to perform your abortion with the danger of your secret being exposed. You may go to the police and, if you could by chance get anyone to believe you there would be repercussions. Just think of the numerous tests they will put you through to prove that what you tell them is true. Then there will be sniggering and all sorts of smutty jokes at your expense as well as the trial and the publicity. Of course you may decide to do nothing and live life as if nothing has happened but just how do you explain your growing tummy and your very strange children. Oh! And the other alternative is going some place yourself and taking the risk of giving birth to your offspring without help. As I said you can agree or go your own way I wont stand in your way, but make up your minds quickly.”
Faced with the obvious outcomes it didn’t take long for the girls to agree. Margaret took a little longer to convince but the Doc explained that he would forge an official document containing the offer of research assistant work to make it easy for all parties to explain their absences to friends and family.
The pregnancies went well and after 115 days from that eventful night in the swamp Olivia went into labour. Five hours later she had expelled the sixth in a perfect litter of piglets. Doc had them removed immediately to a surrogate sow that he had brought in for the event. Jennie took another eight days to go into labour. By this time she was finding walking difficult. Her labour was more difficult and her piglets were somewhat larger than those of Olivia’s litter, because of the fathers size she had guessed. However, once she had given birth to the first of the babies the others came out in quick succession. These piglets were also rushed off to a surrogate sow to be nurtured.
Both girls were allowed to visit the pens were the young piglets were cared for and they did regularly. Olivia had recovered from the birth well by the time Jennie had gone into labour. The girls had talked extensively with each other about their feelings and attachment to the young pigs. Soon after Olivia’s confinement she had said that she had no long term attachment to the pig offspring beyond that felt by an owner of a litter of puppies or kittens. Jennie did have some sense of loss but in these early stages both girls were just as glad to be normal once again.
Three weeks after the birth, Olivia’s belly was quickly regaining its former flatness. She had guessed that it was because of the short gestation period. Jennie who had been much bigger was also recovering well. When the Doc arrived on his usual weekend visit the girls informed him that they were well enough to return home.
“Well ladies it’s like this I need to do a little more research and I was hoping you would help, all three of you.”
“No, no way Doc, no were finished we lived up to our part of the bargin and now were going.” Jennie as usual was the spokes person
“You haven’t herd my offer yet.”
“We don’t want to Doc I know it’s something to do with getting pregnat again but we have given you those piglets now were leaving.”
“Ladies, Ladies you cant leave I have gone to a lot of expense to bring these beasts in from a defunct zoo down south and I need three willing women to participate in this experiment.”
“We are not willing to participate in anything doc, not anything you here.”
“Oh yes, I here but this time I have to insist. Unlike Joe I have a perfect set of pictures of you giving birth to your piglets, both of you and I have already sounded out a few magazines. They are interested if my story is genuine, and we know it is dont we. Here read their replies” He handed the girls a bundle of letters.
The girls red the letters, all six, and handed them back to Doc. They were genuine and so were his photos. “OK doc, what animals are you talking about. I’m not saying yes but I’ll listen,” Jennie replied.
“Hogs wart hogs to be exact.”
“Your not joking are you you want us to mate those ugly beasts.” Jennie said incredulously.”
“Whats your definition of Ugly Jennie? those swamp boars are not exactly cute. Have you ever seen a Warthog up close? there different but no uglier than any other member of the hog family.”
“Ok so what your saying is we have no choice and you will force us to be mated to these wort hogs.”
“Thats about the size of it but you and Olivia can wait a while, you need more recovery time. Margaret will be first.”
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