A condition

"Okay, as it currently stands you are now homeless. You signed away your house, in exchange for a residency at my pigsty, correct?" The woman asked a mortified Vanessa. The former CEO gasped. _Surely this bitch can't be serious right? _Her mind raced as she struggled to comprehend that statement. "Correct!?" The woman repeated herself in an angrier tone. Vanessa glared at her, even if her situation was diabolical she was gonna stand her ground. "You're obviously joking, this is a carnival!" She was able to respond, thanks to the speak only when spoken to command.

The woman did not approve of Vanessa's attitude. "Buck your ideas up young lady because what I'm about to tell you might make you cry..." She sternly informed Vanessa. _Ooooh I'm so scared... bitch... _Vanessa thought to herself, now unable to speak. "There was a condition on the contract which I'm sure you didn't see so I'll tell you now.." The woman turned and walked back over to her desk where the contract is.

Vanessa felt immediate dread, she was reminded that she was stood bare bottom naked in public. A random group of strangers walked past the pig pen, and had to double take as they saw the naked Vanessa. The group laughed and carried on with their day. Vanessa clenched her fists, the only thing she could actually do. The woman walked back over to Vanessa with the contract in her hands. "Here it is. Before entering the residency, all residents must look and behave like a pig at all times." She sternly told Vanessa.

The former CEO wanted to chuckle at how stupid this sounded, all she could do was look at her tormentor. "So little piggy, I suggest you get out there and convince me you're a pig! Chop chop!" The woman demanded, she pointed to the exit of the pigsty and slapped Vanessa's butt. The naked former CEO quickly dashed out of the pig pen, her left hand rubbed her sore butt cheek.

The things I'm gonma do to this bitch when I'm free...