Breakfast

A sudden bright light woke Jessica up from her slumber. Her face felt flat and squishy, a reminder of the ordeal she went through last night. Jessica slowly sat up and rubbed her sore face with her hands. The barn was almost empty, as she saw the last couple of pigs trottle their way into the broad daylight.

Jessica took a look at herself, she looked like a disgrace. Her clothes were still soggy, and let out a nasty stench of pig urine. Jessica was not proud of what happened, even ashamed slightly, but she was determined to make things right and destroy this place in one news article. That's when she remembered. "My notes!" She blurted out loud in a panic, she remembered where they were.

Suddenly, the dreaded drone loomed into the shack, it's red glow shone like a spotlight over Jessica. "Oh no please!" Jessica begged as she saw the mechanical hands slither out of it's circular shell. The hands grabbed onto the waistband of her jeans and hoisted her into the air. "All pigs must eat!" The robotic voice bellowed at Jessica. "I'm not a fucking pig!!!" Jessica yelled as she was carried into the bright abyss.

By the time Jessica had adjusted her eyesight to the bright daylight, the drone had deposited her inbetween two large pigs. She was **** to crawl on all fours, as both pigs pressed on her tightly. She was stuck on all fours in a row of pigs against a fence. Directly infront of her was a metal feeding tray that stretched all the way down the fence along with the pigs.

Jessica took this opportunity to gather her surroundings and, more importantly, look for a way out. The fence wasn't too high, reaching a few inches above her head while she was on her hands and knees, once she was able to stand she would easily be able to climb out.

As if to remind her of it's presence, the drone flew past the fence. Jessica watched the drone fly over to the large warehouse where the fence ended. Jessica noted in her head how different the farm looked in the day, she could see alot more automation. All types machinery were hard at work in the background as they farmed and harvested crops. It seemed as though the drones were in charge of keeping the animals at bay, while the rest of the farm came alive.

The drone used one of it's mechanical hands to pull down a lever. A pipe that came out of the warehouse lead directly into the feeding tray. A grainy substance flowed through the feeding tray like a new river opening up. The substance looked like porridge, and was not appetising at all.

Jessica was suddenly bashed from side to side as all the pigs launched their mouths into the tray and consumed the ugly food. Jessica refused to eat it, she kept her head back and focused on trying to squeeze out of the pig row. The munching noises from the pigs made the reporter cringe. Paired with the horrific smell that she hoped wasn't her, Jessica curled up with embarassment.

The drone performed a scan across the row of pigs, to ensure they were all eating. It stopped when the scan reached Jessica, who refused to eat the pig feed. It made the same screech noise from the night before. "Pig number 44, you are not eating, assistance will be given!"

Jessica looked up at the drone,startled. "Oh fuck!" She yelled in a panic, she saw the mechanical arms reach for her. One hand held her head back, while the other scooped up some pig feed and attempted to feed it to Jessica. The reporter held her mouth shut, she refused to eat it.

Jessica was not prepared for a third arm, which came from a second drone that had come to assist. The hand squeezed Jessica's chin and yanked it down, forcing her to open her mouth. The other drone then shoveled the pig into her mouth, it filled it up until Jessica was **** to swallow so she could breathe.

Jessica let out muffled howls, the pig feed tasted horrible. She could not describe how bad the taste was, only how awful it was. This process went on for a few minutes, until her portion on the tray was in her stomach. The drones finally let go of her. Jessica gasped for air and cleared her throat. "That... was fucking disgusting..." She muttered and spat out the last of the pig feed that was in her mouth. The taste remained stuck on her tongue, much to her dismay.

Jessica had no time to recover, she felt an oppurtunity arise. The pigs all turned around and spread across the pen, leaving Jessica on her hands and knees. She was no longer bound, and able to run...