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Feature Writer: Regis
Feature Title: LUCIFER’S PORKIES 4
Published: 22.09.2024
Story Codes: Erotic Horror, Drugs, Abuse, Transformation, Young Ones
Synopsis: Little girls in farms near a rural town discovered that a special pig food, designed to speed up their growth and early slaughter, tasted like candy, and was addictive. It had never been tested on humans, but the results on young females were, to say the least, astonishing. Little girls grew muscles as if they had been working out regularly, and more impressive, they grew large breasts. Another effect was that the pig’s food made their bodies mature quickly, and they became fertile and ready for insemination. They were human piggies. Lucifer had triggered the program and was in His glory with the results. Daughters were of little use on a farm, but unfortunately, far more girls than boys were born in this part of the county, and they were known to be expendable. That led a group of farmers to organize a new sport for the area, a late-night butchering of the amazingly matured little girls. It proved to be more popular than they could have imagined. Lucifer reveled!
Lucifer’s Porkies 4
By one o’clock Chuck and Cal were feeling no pain and left to pick up the children from the brothel, both of them curious to see if the pig feed had made any noticeable difference to the considerable chassis of the Madam. In the several hours since she’d taken it, the already shapely cunt had increased her breast size substantially.
Her breasts and buttocks had more than doubled, and the men were aware they had stumbled onto a great thing, rapid bitch enhancement. How would she look in another week? She had also become highly fertile, with her ovaries producing far more eggs than her birth control pills could effectively manage.
Considering that in the course of a night’s business, she was fucked by several men each sixteen-hour shift, they knew she would soon become pregnant. What could be more fun than seeing a pregnant Madam running the place? They made a note to convince her to do a public birthing show when she was ready, or better still, induced her to abort a month or two early. That would be bloody but spectacular.
When the children were brought out, they were naked, carrying their clothes borrowed from their mother, and Cal was delighted to see they were sobbing, scratched and bruised from sexual abuse, with their little cunts engorged, swollen and red from extensive use, but he was also pleased to see their scratched breasts were again larger.
The animal feed they were consuming was amazing at doing its work enhancing the build of pre-teen human females. The two men were satisfied the feed Cal’s girls were eating would continue to mature them and build their young bodies into outstandingly sexy females, far beyond their tender years.
Harv the Harvester, as he was known to his select clients, did a fabulous job of procuring pretty, sexy little girls for the men, who had formed a partnership for some reason they chose to call Lucifer’s Porkies. Their slogan was Devilishly Delicious Damsels, and their motto was ‘Pig food creates plump girlie-piggies’, and in fine print below, ‘freshly ready for slaughter!’
Harv had an international operation, procuring little girls from South America, Africa and Southeast Asia, as well as from most countries in Europe, but his prime source was pretty little cuntlets absconded in the U. S. of A. Satan preferred the little daughters of Americans to be corrupted by the new group He had facilitated.
They called them Lucifer’s Porkies, and for fun, He made the alteration more pronounced in the bodies of naked little white girls. The little spics, chinks and niggers were cute, but the main attraction was to the white little girls that just looked more American, simply because they were.
The salesman was astounded that Cal ordered two tons of the special pig growth food, but he told him if you wanted to produce more meat, you needed the product to do it. The order was placed, with payment upfront, to ensure swift delivery. He guaranteed to have it there in three business days.
The salesman was so impressed with how his product worked on little girls that when he heard their exciting plans for the youngsters, he joined the group of what was now seven men, just so he could be in on the action. This was a chance in a lifetime, and there was no way he was going to miss out on it.
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Sam Swagert had the most secure ranch, with his buildings located in a dry ravine, and he had all of the precautions in place to keep a small herd of Equestricunts, naked classy young women he had paid a good dollar for, and kept them naked as human horses, used in international competitions.
To keep his unusual operation secure from prying eyes, knowing it could attract unwanted attention, he had a twelve-foot-high metal cable fence built, topped with coils of razor wire which enclosed the inner two square miles. A fenced forest surrounded it, so that strangers would not happen upon his secret.
He also had a pair of discrete towers in the trees, manned twenty-four hours with skilled young high school dropouts who he trained as snipers to pick off trespassing interlopers. They were very effective, on two separate occasions killing five curious strangers who attempted to enter the property with either cable cutters or double ladders.
Since he’d built the place, nobody had ever got past the inner fence, thanks to his eager young snipers’ ability and willingness to kill. He paid the boys very well and ensured their loyalty by providing each of them with a young elementary school girl to enjoy sexually every week, with two hours alone with her in private.
That proved to be all that was needed to keep the youngsters on the job. That and the thrill of doing a kill. What had sealed the deal was that he allowed them to turn the naked little girls loose in the forest, and to hunt and pick them off with their high-powered rifles before the following week’s supply of young cunt was delivered.
High-powered lenses on remotely-controlled security cameras caught the action in detail, both the sexual play and the hunt and kill. The resulting videos sold well on Swagert’s darknet pay website, with a new video produced weekly, of four little girls being raped and then hunted naked to the ultimate exciting conclusion.
The group agreed that the only way to access the property for guests was via a windowless bus from town. The driver’s seat was enclosed, hiding it from the passengers, so that only the driver could see outside. All cell phones and smart watches were collected in advance, switched off and stored in a locked cash box on the bus, guaranteeing there was no GPS available.
These two simple measures ensured total privacy for their events, as none of the passengers would be able to later re-trace the route. None of them would have any idea where they had been taken, guaranteeing total security. The group’s activities were ensured the privacy they required for such an operation.
A well-crafted ad was placed in an international financial magazine, one read primarily by the movers and shakers of the world. The eye-catcher was a photo angled to the rear of a pudgy little girl in a minuscule bikini, with the artistically altered pig snout on the face, turned looking over her shoulder toward the camera.
The copy referred to an exciting new form of food and outlined how to learn about a live demonstration of its preparation. The ad, in English, brought hundreds of enquiries from around the world, seeking more information. The group vetted each request, to ensure these were heads of business and not law enforcement.
Three of them turned out to be from police agencies, and they were sent a response that due to unforeseen complications, the event had been cancelled. Because its location was not announced, nor who had placed the ad, there was no follow-up investigation, and the men’s secret was maintained.
All of the rest of the applicants were given a date, time and gathering place, and how to make the $1,500 payment for a seat in the remote ranch’s barn, with a limit of one hundred seats available. They sold out in less than twelve minutes. That told the seven partners they were on to something big and were about to make a great deal of money on their unique product.
Cunnie and Pipi, now having reached a hundred-twenty and ninety-five pounds respectively, a gain of over twenty-seven per cent, and sporting racks of tits that would make Stormy Daniels envious, stood naked with Cal, with four other feed-altered naked girls back stage in the small theater in the converted barn at Sam Swagert’s farm in front of a capacity audience.
Cal stood between his nude little daughters, firmly holding their hands. They faced an audience of men from around the world, wealthy men who had paid handsomely for the right to attend this highly secret food preparation demonstration they had travelled so far to witness. They would not be disappointed.
A special bus without windows had brought the group of men from the town, the second load it had delivered this evening. There were now a hundred men seated in front of the small sage. Other than the two naked young girls, there was only a wooden cart on casters and a big wooden butcher block.
Chuck Ainsley stood, dressed in his usual plaid shirt, jeans and cowboy boots on the small stage of the barn, and in addition he wore a blood-stained apron. The all-male group he faced was small enough that he could speak to them easily without having to resort to the inconvenience of a microphone and PA system.
“Good evening, gentlemen, and welcome to our special food preparation presentation, the first ever!”
There was a round of polite applause, triggered by keen anticipation. The lights had been dimmed in the small theater in the remote barn the partners had recently converted, with only the stage well-lighted. The men in the audience could see Chuck’s interest by the growing bulge in the front of his pants, large enough to be easily seen through the tight apron he wore.
They could tell his dad Chuck was very excited about what he was going to do momentarily. His fly was open, his penis and testicles were out, and his erection was firm and pulsing, pointing toward the sky, with a gleam of pre-cum on the tip.
“I know you’ll be surprised to learn that these shapely young ladies are only eight and six years old.”
There was a surprised gasp. The girls with their large breasts appeared to be in their mid-teens. Standing at the side of the stage were six more naked young children well below the age of ten, also with large breasts, and a nude fully grown woman with enormous breasts and a strikingly voluptuous figure. These were a truly sexually stimulating sight.
The other naked young females on stage with bodies far more advanced than their tender years were guarded by a pair of musclemen, two of Cal’s body-building wranglers with their huge erections standing out of their pants, both dribbling semen to show their excitement. These exceptional strong men were true studs.
“We, a group of friends and I,” Chuck said to the assembled crowd, “Have made an exciting discovery. We have come across a special feed for females that produces exceptional growth. We fed it to these little girls, my own granddaughters, and because they are nothing but females, we keep them naked to run around playing on the farm.
“They amuse us every morning by getting mounted and fucked by our horny farm dogs. You may know how much farm dogs love to fuck nude little girls! Mine sure the fuck did! We had to shoot the fuckers, so we could get a chance fuckin’ ‘em ourselves!”
This brought boisterous laughter from the crowd.
“We fed them some of this remarkable secret growth food, and look at the results! Have you ever seen such fabulous knockers on little girls before? Look at the outstanding (in every respect) nipples, pointing like fingers, but the size of thumbs! Wouldn’t you love to chew on one of those for a special treat?
You could chew on a kiddie nipple while probing the depths of that puffy cuntlet with your deep-reaching erection! That’s how I fucks ‘em at home myself!”
At that moment Pipi moved her feet apart and startled the people watching by peeing on the floor. Cal corrected her by reaching behind and slapping her on her bare butt, which simply served to increase the flow of her golden urine, but it was now accompanied by her scream and sobbing. The attentive audience loved it.
THE END OF CHAPTER FOUR