Hog Wild

deadweight, October 9, 2017; 03:46 / FB 48588
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Hog Wild

By Deadweight

Marion, Mi. It’s just before dawn on an already warm summer morning as a purple and blue pegasus moves along a fence. She moves near a tree and sets down a little squirming bundle.

“Huuhuu, sowwy babbeh. Buh mummah nu can take cawe of nu mowe. Twied tu feed and wuv, buh am nu a gud babbeh. Guhbye, babbeh.”

The little foal yawns, barely hearing its mother's words before drifting back to sleep.

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The sun beats down bright as the foals blue eyes blink open, a spider crawls through a dewy web against the fence.

“Hewwo wittwe buggy! Wan be nyu fwiend?”

The foal smiles hopeful when a large hog lurches in and snaps the spider up web and all, swallowing greedily.

PEEP!

“H-hewwo? Wan be fwiend?”

The hog grunts and looks at the foal before moving away with a waddle. The foal stands and looks out into a muddy field full of fat hogs roaming far and wide.

GASP!

“Su many nyu fwiends!”

The little filly squishes through the slick mud and giggles a she follows the hogs.

“Coo, mushy gwound feew good on hoofsies! Teehee, wait fow fwuffeh fwiends!”

The little foal runs around amongst the hogs and rolls in the mud, giggling happily until her stomach growls.

“Su hungwy, nee miwkies! Huuhuu, whewe am mummah?”

The little foal begins to sniffle and cry as she trudges through the mud and looks for her mother. She sees no sign of her mother anywhere and panic begins to set in when a voice cries out.

“SOOEY! Come on pigs! Come and get yer slop!”

The filly watches as the hoard of pigs goes running towards a building as a tall dark haired man begins pouring food into a long trough. The filly runs over and looks up at the man.

“Hewwo nice mistuh! Babbeh am su hungwy! Need miwkies!”

The man looks down at the tiny ball of mud staring up at him with wide blue eyes.

“What the fuck? A fluffy? God you are a mess!”

The man grabs a bucket of water and splashes the little filly

PEEP!

“Nu wike bad wawa!”

The man stands aghast as the filly shakes the water off.

“What the hell? Where's your fluff?”

Before him stands a completely bald filly who shivers as water drips off her pink skin, he scratches his head and shrugs.

“Hmmm, you’re a weird one arent ya? Well, I suppose I can help you out. Come with me.”

The foal follows him inside where he picks her up and grabs a rag to dry her off. Her skin is completely smooth, not a follicle to be found.

“Odd little thing, well my name is Jacob and this is my farm. I think I’ll call you, Penelope.”

The naked filly’s eyes sparkle.

“Fank yu daddeh! Penewope wuv nyu name!”

Jacob rolls his eyes and carries her to a pen in the barn where a large sow lays on her side with several piglets nearby.

“This is Mabel, she just gave birth to a litter. Her hormones are in overdrive right now so she might take you in.”

Jacob sets the filly in the pen and she waddles over to the sow. Mabel lifts her head and sniffs the little critter.

“Teehee, dat tickwes!”

Mabel snorts and licks her as Jacob watches with a slight smile.

“Looks like she likes you, Penelope. Why don’t you have some milk?”

Penelope looks at him and turns to walk around Mabel’s side.

GASP!

“Nyu mummah haf su many miwkie pwaces! Fank yu nyu mummah!”

Jacob has a little chuckle as Penelope latches onto a teat and hungrily nurses when Shannon walks in.

“That's a weird looking piglet, what's the story?”

Jacob looks at the blonde woman who has served as a hand and his farms vet for years.

“Ain’t a piglet, it’s a fluffy. But it don’t have any fluff.”

Shannon raises an eyebrow and steps into the pen to inspect the nursing filly, running her hands over the smooth skin as Penelope giggles but keeps nursing hungrily.

“Looks like the little things got Alopecia. She was born without the ability to grow fluff, gonna be smooth as a baby's bottom for life. Cute lil thing though, whatcha gonna do with her?”

Jacob strokes his chin and shrugs.

“Well, maybe we can keep her around for the kids, like a mascot.”

Shannon smiles at him and pets Penelope, Jacob has always been a softy for someone who raises pigs for meat.

“Dat was good miwkies! Penewope wuv mummah Mabew!”

The filly gives the sow a big hug and nuzzles her belly, Mabel grunts and then Penelope turns to look at Shannon.

“Hewwo nice wady! Am Penewope!”

Shannon pats her head and smiles before checking her mouth, eyes and ears.

“Hello, Penelope. Aren’t you a cutie. I’d say you’re about 2 and a half weeks old, almost a weanling. Soon you’ll be able to eat with the rest of the piggies!”

Penelope smiles and wags her stubby tail before running over to play with Mabel’s other piglets. Shannon walks off with Jacob to make the rounds. Baker’s Green Acres has been a staple of the area for decades. They raise pigs and chicken for slaughter on site or ship out to other farms, Jacob has been in charge for about 8 years and loves his animals despite their inevitable fate. He likes to be part of the community and often has tours for the local kids, Penelope could be just the thing to draw their attention.

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A week passes and Penelope adjusts well to her new life. She quickly bonds with Mabel and her piglets. They all outgrow her in quick order, but they follow her around like puppy dogs. She grows out of milk and takes a liking to the slop and free range grass the others eat. She loves rolling in the mud in the hot sun, it keeps her pink skin cool and moist and she is the happiest little foal you’ve ever seen. Jacob teaches her the ins and outs of the farm and the tour route which she memorizes in quick order. Jacob fashions her a little pink bandana she wears everywhere, it’s frequently caked in mud, but she loves it. Friday roles around and it’s just about time to start the kids tour. Jacob decides he will let Penelope take the lead and follow her around to keep an eye on her and coach her. The bus rolls up with a load of babbling children ready to spend the day playing with animals.

“Ready for this, Penelope?”

She smiles up at Jacob and nods.

“Yus daddeh, Penewope weady!”

Jacob smiles as the children pour in the front gate and follow their chaperone, he pats Penelope’s rump and sends her off to say hello.

“Hewwo, wittwe hoomins! Wewcome tu Bakew’s Gween Acwes! Am Penewope an wiww be givin touw tuday!”

The children all blink in surprise at the naked, smiling little bundle of happy.

EEEEEEEEEEE!

“A talking piggy! It’s sooooo cuuuuuuuuuuuute!”

A little redhead girl hugs her tight and pets her as Penelope giggles.

“Teehee, nu am piggy! Penewope am fwuffeh! Jus nu haf fwuwff! Naow wet’s stawt da touw!”

The kids giggle and snap pics with her before they follow her on the tour route. Jacob hangs back and observes as she takes them through the chicken coops where they get to pet them and feed them. Penelope leads them through to a small cider press and the kids all sample the fresh pressed juice before she leads them out to the field to meet the pigs.

“Deese am Penewope’s famiwy! Dey gud piggy’s, wan say hewwo? SOOWEE! Hewe piggy piggy!”

Jacob snickers at her pig call, but it’s effective as several hogs squeal and trot over to her and the kids. Several of Mabel’s piglets nuzzle and nose at Penelope as she giggles and the kids all oooh and aww. They gather round and pet the big pigs, Penelope points out a little coin operated machine full of feed and several kids buy handfuls to feed the pigs and a couple take selfies with Penelope and the other hogs. Some of them even play in the mud and chase Penelope around before they go inside and Jacob hands out wet wipes. Afterwards, Penelope leads them to the gift shop to spend their allowance on some kitschy trinkets. The bus pulls up and the chaperone leads them out, but not before they all hug Penelope goodbye.

“Bai wittwe hoomins! Penewope wiww miss yu! Come back soon!”

She and Jacob wave as the bus rolls away.

“Penewope do good, daddeh?”

Jacob smiles and scratches behind her ears.

“You did great, Penelope.”

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A month passes and Penelope is a hit with the community, tourism increases at the farm and the local news does an interview with her and Jacob. The two of them are inseparable, she spends the more chilly nights in doors with him. Shannon knitted her a little purple sweater and a cap along with a set of booties. Jacob posts pictures of her on the farm website and gets tons of requests to meet her.

One day after frolicking in the mud with the hogs, Penelope comes running back inside to rinse off and go cuddle with Mabel. But Mabel is nowhere to be found and Penelope is perplexed.

“Mummah? Whewe mummah Mabew at? Pwayin hidey games wif Penewope?”

She wanders off in search of her adoptive mother, sniffing the air and moving through the buildings in her quest when a sudden squealing sound catches her attention.

“Mummah? Dat yu mummah?”

Penelope wanders up to a large sliding metal door that's open a crack and peeks in.

SCREEEEEEEEEE!

“Scawey woom!”

Penelope has stumbled upon the slaughterhouse where Jacob’s staff butchers the fat hogs. Blood pools on the floor and her blue eyes fill with terror as she watches cleavers hack through bone and sinew. Bisected pigs hang from meathooks as tears streak down Penelope’s horrified face.

“What are you doing here, Penelope?”

She looks up to see Jacob standing over her and goes to run.

“Nuuuuu! Stay way! Daddeh am a munstah! Gif famiwy wowstest huwties!”

She runs from him but he quickly catches up and scoops her off the floor as she cries, squeals and pisses herself.

“Penelope, please calm down! I’m not going to hurt you!”

She flails and sobs, squirming wildly in his grasp before she gives in and just weeps.

“Huuhuu, wai daddeh gif huwties tu famiwy? Dey nu do nuffin!”

Jacob sighs and finds a place to sit with her on his lap, he dabs her tears with a handkerchief and tries to get her calmed down.

“I never wanted you to see that, Penelope. But you have to understand, this is a farm where we raise animals for food. It’s not meant to be mean, but chickens and pigs are food for people. I try to give them the best life they can have before the end. I don’t like hurting animals, not at all. But this is my family business and I need to make a living. I promise you, Penelope. I would never, ever hurt you. You are my special little girl and you make the pigs so happy when you are around. You give them a good life while they are here and that's all I want for you and them while you have time together. I know it’s hard to understand and you might hate me, but I’m doing the best I can to be a good man. You are a very good fluffy and I just want you to be happy here with us. Do you think you can forgive me, stay here and be happy?”

Penelope listens to his words, it’s hard for her to understand how he can be so nice and do those terrible things at the same time. She has never been happier than she is here with her new family and it hurts her heart to know what happens to her friends. But she understands Jacob has to do what he must to feed his family, more than her own mother ever did for her. She sniffles and looks up at him as she tries to dry her eyes.

“Sniff, otay daddeh. Penewope wiww twy.”

Jacob gives a sad smile and scoops her into a hug as she clutches at him tightly.

“That's my girl.”

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Months pass and Penelope’s heart slowly heals. Her sadness never completely leaves, but she tries to be strong and happy for the sake of her family. She trusts Jacob despite his gruesome profession and he is never cruel to her or the hogs during their time with them. It always makes her sad when it comes time to say goodbye to her friends, but she knows their sacrifice means others will eat and live. She even helps Shannon deliver new piglets, bringing clean towels and any other things she may need. She keeps herself cheery around the hogs and brings sunshine to the farm with her upbeat nature. October rolls around and the farm gets into the holiday spirit with spooky decorations, even adding some minor frights to the tour. Penelope gets ready for the latest tour as Jacob puts on her devil horn barrett and little red cape. Despite what has happened, the two are as close as ever.

“Ready for this, Penelope? You don’t have to if you don’t want to.”

She gives a sigh and a smile and nods.

“Yus daddeh, Penewope am weady.”

He smiles and gives her a big hug, it always makes her feel warm and fuzzy inside and then they go to the front gate to meet the tour. She takes a deep breath and then pops out from around a corner.

“BOO! Wewcome to Bakew’s Spooky Fawm! Am Penewope an wiww be yu touw guide! Weady fow a scawy fun time?”

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