"Mmm... Yes, I'll take your tribute..." Lucy mumbled in her sleep, drool slowly running down her cheek. "That meat is divine... Your queen is please-"
SNORT!
She nearly jumped three feet, waking up nearly instantly and bursting several of her shirt's buttons. An intruder! Was it a theif? A murderer?! A-
...pig?
She rubbed the sleep out her eyes and wiped the drool from her face. After a moment of groggy confusion, she deduced that it really was a pig; it looked at her with wide piggy eyes and was gobbling up what was left of her food with its gaping piggy mouth. Oh, hell no! her bloated, sore belly screamed into her brain, and before she even knew it, she had grabbed her dagger and killed the pig in one swift, smooth, primal motion.
"Oh... Oh, god!" she squeaked as soon as she realized what she had done. She'd never hurt any living thing before in her life! And yet here she had the dead body of a poor, helpless defenseless, fat piggy!
...A really fat piggy. The more she looked at it, the more she realized what a fat-ass pig it was. It barely should have been able to walk! It's belly nearly dragged along the ground when it was standing!
Her own belly gave a gurgling roar, and a fierce hunger tore through her flabby tummy like a knife. She groaned, looking at her food bag. It was completely empty, compliments of the late piggy.
She gulped. It was disgusting, but she knew she was going to do it no matter what she told herself. She took her dagger and began cutting the piggy into pork chops, and began cooking them on the fire. "The law of the jungle...", a little, yet crystal clear voice in her head said. "Eat or be eaten..." The voice sounded to her completely different from her own thought-voice.
The pig-meat cooked quickly; the fat glistened in the light like a jewel. She gulped again, lifting the meat up and- swallowed the chop whole.
Oh. Oh, man. It was amazing. Addicting. Divine, perfect, godly, sweet, fatty, consuming- she quickly began gobbling up meat left and right. Drool poured off her lips, and her belly could only barely managed to stretch and swell enough to accommodate. Soon, she ate damn near the whole pig, her belly plopped up on her lap, swollen and wobbling full of meat. She felt like prize livestock, fattened up to go to the fair...
-HUR-BRHAAAAAAAP!- she roared, plopping on her back. Oh, she felt amazing. She felt nearly satisfied... And yet a little, loud part of her brain began gnawing at her stomach... She wished she had just a bit more pig-meat.
She sloshed to her side, and fell into a deep sleep, her belly struggling to absorb all that fat.
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