The Pig Party: Part 2

The solid wooden door creaked open to reveal a cavernous entryway outfitted with lockers. Signs instructed partygoers to leave all phones, recording devices, and wallets behind. Matt followed suit and locked up the couple’s belongings. They progressed to the end of the entryway where a nude fat man in a pig mask, weighing about 300 pounds with an impressive beach ball of a gut, offered glasses of champagne before pulling back a red curtain and ushering the men inside.

They were inside a marble hallway that was palatial but otherwise nondescript. Will had been anticipating something far more elaborate, but it appeared the real surprises were happening in various rooms. Men and pigs were exiting these rooms in various stages of undress, some with erections, some without, some covered in food, others flushed red from exertion. A tornado of nerves and desire swirled within Will’s massive belly. He couldn’t imagine what was in store.

The couple approached a door which read “Dessert” in fanciful script and entered. Pink and blue light flooded over them as their eyes adjusted and a magnificent sight came into view. Long marble tables filled the room atop of which stood nearly every type of dessert one could imagine. The partygoers were followed around by pig butlers in black leather who disposed of half eaten edibles and brought out freshly baked replacements. The entire room smelled of cream and sugar.

Matt looked at Will with a big grin on his face and grabbed a nearby cupcake. He shoved it down Will’s mouth in one fell swoop and patted his pig on the arse. They went deeper into the room and Will’s stomach began to growl. He started with an apple pie and progressed to half a pineapple upside down cake. Cookies were shoved down his gullet in between fistfuls of cobbler and doughnuts. He was grunting like a hog as he worked his way around the room with Matt assisting his gluttony.

Covered in debris, Will became tired and plopped himself down on one of the cold marble steps. He began pointing at things for Matt to fetch him. Matt stripped off his coat and shirt, which a pig butler immediately took from him, and pranced around the room, muscles gleaming in the colored light, as he delivered fattening sweets to his love. Eventually, they grew tired of this room and returned to the hallway.

Will was an absolute mess, covered in various colored frostings and fillings.

“Let’s find the showers, piggy,” Matt suggested.

As they sauntered down the hallway they noticed a door labeled “Apothecary” and stopped inside. A full pharmacy filled the room, styled as an old apothecary. Each man took a viagra and Matt fed Will an appetite stimulant. They also grabbed some ecstasy for later. Exiting the apothecary they found the showers, both private and public options. Matt chose the public one.

The public shower was a cavernous marble room with drains and hoses. There were two other pigs inside. One was quite short and fat at around 5’8” and 250 pounds. He had come dripping from his ass and tangled in his hair. His rather plump behind was red and bruised from a vigorous beating and his belly looked bloated beyond belief. The other pig was closer to Will’s proportions but maybe 50 pounds lighter, making Will the biggest pig in the room.

The master of each of the three little piggies held a hose in his hand. They had the ability to adjust the water pressure, and one by one turned them on. The smallest pig with the bruised behind was pummeled by a harsh stream of water, knocking him over with a loud splat, his gut wobbling to and fro atop the marble floor like a plate of jello that fell from the countertop. Matt was gentle at first but after seeing the other two men crank up the pressure he followed suit.

The pig close to Will’s size was eventually knocked over as well, and then it became a game to see what it would take to knock the biggest pig in the room over. Matt cranked the pressure. Then one of the other men directed their stream onto Will. Then the third man did as well. One by one the three men slowly increased the pressure. Will’s wealth of padding undulated beneath the force of the water for several minutes. Finally, he fell backwards onto his well-cushioned ass with a loud plop that reverberated throughout the room.

All three men laughed heartily. Will pulled himself to his knees with a great deal of effort before Matt cranked the hose one more time and toppled him over. Will lay splayed on his back now, pinned beneath the girth of his gluttonous stomach. He didn’t even bother to get up this time.

The other two pigs toweled off and left, but Will was struggling. He was too fat and too slippery to stand back up. Back home, they had Krowley to help with this task. Matt carefully stepped across the wet marble. He tried hoisting his piggy up but found himself on the ground right beside him. Like magic, two butler pigs appeared and helped the men to their feet.

Exiting the public showers they bypassed the “Dungeon” and downed some shots at the “Saloon” before checking out the “Theatre.” This room was decked out like a classic movie theater replete with concession stand. Matt purchased a gargantuan gainer shake, a protein bar for himself, and some lube. The seating was in the form of roomy private couches large enough for a pig or two.

Upon the silver screen ran live footage from the “Dungeon,” a sex club-esque room bathed in red light. On screen was the fattest pig of them all. He easily outweighed Will. Hanging in a sling that was surely reinforced beyond belief, this man had a planetary presence. His legs were spread apart with leather straps allowing his mountain of a belly to spill forward between them and hang suspended in the air.

Will was hard as a rock and grunted as he tried unsuccessfully to reach for his cock. Matt was mesmerized by the events unfolding on screen and didn’t realize Will was struggling. Eventually, Will shoved his master and Matt snapped back to reality. Pushing back Will’s stomach with one hand, Matt squirted some lube on the piggy’s pink prick and began to stroke.

On screen, a line of men brought food to the hog in the sling. One by one they shoved their offerings down his hungry gullet. Meanwhile, another line of men and pigs waited in line to belly fuck the hog. Some of the guys were so excited that they blew their load almost instantly. Will and Matt were transfixed. Matt stroked both himself and Will close to orgasm before uttering, “let’s go to the Dungeon,” and pulled away. Will groaned desperately. It had been ages since he’d orgasmed and he felt ready to burst.

Entering the main hallway, Matt fed Will the ecstasy pill. With the giddy excitement a kid feels on Christmas morning, they headed to the Dungeon. Once they arrived the door was ominous and vibrating from the bass off thumping techno music. Stepping inside their senses were assaulted by music and lights and the smell of butt sex. They wound through the maze of dark hallways but couldn’t find the hog they had been watching on screen. Will’s excitement began to rise as the ecstasy hit but it appeared the star of the show had disappeared.

“He left,” one of the masked men said to Matt. “Went to the Ring.”

“The Ring?” Matt replied.

The man smirked, looked Will up and down, and winked before walking away.

Matt grabbed Will’s hand and headed for the exit. He was on a mission. He needed to see this prized pig in the flesh. This was one of the few pigs bigger than his husband and he needed to see it for his own eyes. Matt was so rushed that he became frustrated with Will’s slow and heavy pace.

Entering the main hallway, Matt kept uttering “the Ring” to himself as he searched for the correct door. They passed a dozen rooms with different names but none of them were for the Ring. As the neared the end of the hallway, Matt began to wonder if he heard the correct name. What could the Ring even be? Will was exhausted following close behind, covered in sweat and with a chemically induced erection.

“Pick up the pace, fat ass,” Matt demanded.

Will waddled along as fast as he could. Finally, there it was: the final door in the hallway, the Ring. Matt took a deep breath and walked inside. A bright fluorescent light temporarily blinded the couple. They were in a small stadium of sorts, outfitted with bleachers circling… a wrestling ring. On stage sat the pig they had seen from the theater.

He looked even bigger in person, oozing with fat, covered in stretch marks, and breathing heavily. He was slumped over in one corner of the ring. He sucked on a bottle full of a thick liquid that was surely some gainer concoction. Next to him sat his feeder, a tanned and muscular man who looked chiseled from stone. His abs were so defined you could crack a beer against them.

Next to the ring stood an announcer who was weighing a pig on a scale. The pig was hefty, but no larger than Will by any means. A screen announced his weight as 382 pounds.

“100 pounds shy! Who’s next?” exclaimed the announcer. “We need someone above 450 to compete in this weight class.”

Matt grinned and shoved Will, “Go on, they’re calling your name.”

Will looked confused but did as he was told and waddled up to the scale.

“Looks like we have a real contender here! Step on up chubs!”

Will struggled to hoist himself onto the scale. The numbers climbed until settling on 517 pounds. That was a winning number and Will was escorted into the ring. He stared at the other pig curiously. He was attractive with dark hair and a scruffy puffy face. Piercing eyes gleamed above chubby cheeks. Up close you could see the nice smattering of chest hair across his breasts and trailing down to his overflowing stomach. This was a good looking man who was probably normatively attractive underneath all the blubber. Will’s erection dripping.

Rules were announced that Will didn’t pay attention to. Apparently they were wrestling or something. He didn’t know, he didn’t care. He was just excited to get up and personal with this absolute beast of a man. A buzzer echoed through the room and both pigs stood on their knees.

Will was at a loss until the other guy began charging him. He stepped out of the way, but that was only a temporary solution. Before he knew it, the pig’s belly was colliding into his own with a loud smack. He tumbled backwards and the crowd went wild. The pig grinned and winked at Will. Now he knew what to do. Will charged forward and the two collided once more, their fat rippling from the impact.

This happened a few more times before they were dripping sweat and heaving from exertion. Their bodies had become slippery and to complicate matters whipped cream was being pumped into the ring from all directions. They lapped up the frothy dairy whilst shoving and bumping one another. Finally Will’s opponent plopped onto the ground with a reverberating thud.

At this point, Will was worked into a tizzy. His dick was pumping out precum and felt on the verge of orgasm. Will shoved the other pig down so that his belly spread out on top of him. Will did his best to lift his own gut to reveal his erection and began thrusting his hips into the gelatinous mass of blubber lying beneath him. He moaned a bit and the crowd began cheering.

With much difficulty the bigger pig rolled onto his side and pulled Will’s feet out from under him. Now both pigs were rolling on the floor. It was hard to even see what was happening with so many fleshy folds bouncing about. The two pigs were making out. Their movements were frantic but their mobility was so limited that from a distance they appeared as one massive wobbling body.

With a bit of difficulty, both men got to their knees and Will attempted to mount his opponent doggy style. At this point the crowd was losing it. The only problem was that neither man was really capable of sex at this point. They were drowning in chub and sweat and cream. With the tip of his cock almost to the other pig’s, Will slipped and tumbled to the ground. He tried once more, this time fully standing with a determined assertiveness. The crowd grew silent in anticipation. And then… he slipped and tumbled to the ground once again, resulting in a cacophony of rowdy hollering.

Finally, the larger pig rolled over a bit and began pushing back Will’s belly and thighs until he could shove his face over Will’s cock. The pig’s mouth was magical. His tongue slurped up Will’s throbbing prick and Will moaned in ecstasy. His hands and feet clenched while his whole body turned bright red and began to tremble. Finally, after so many weeks, he felt his balls tighten and a thick load began to percolate.

As he ejaculated into the pigs mouth, Will let out a guttural and primal moan that echoed through the room. The audience was taken aback and for the most part stroking their own cocks in amazement at the scene before them. Once Will was completely sucked dry, the pig stumbled to his feet and raised his arms in the air, cream and come still dripping from his mouth.

“We have ourselves a winner!” Announced the host.

As the pigs were escorted off stage, Matt introduced himself to the winner’s keeper. They exchanged a strong handshake with devilish glints in their eyes. Looking over at their prized pigs, panting and flushed red from exertion, they both grinned.

“We should do dinner sometime,” said the other man.

“Let’s,” replied Matt.