Free drinks

Our asslicking train is stopped by the lunch bell. A stampede of fat naked sows rushes to the trough for their food, me amongst them.

However, I do notice some of the pigs going for a wall, and pulling on the boards to reveal a hidden refrigerator. They each take out a two-liters bottle of Coke, then happily sip on it.

"We got drinks?" I ask the pig next to me, who's mouth and nose are in the tasty slop below.

She comes out, face covered in food chunks, and turns to me. "Yeah, we got unlimited access to sweet drinks. There are also some huge bottles of fruit punch, the kind that's extra sugary and like neon red."

I guess that's one more way to fatten us up. I wonder if they have some Orange Crush?

I take a big gulp of slop, and then I walk towards the drink fridge.

I receive a harsh slap on the rear on my way there, and turn to see Jessica. The big redheaded bully then asks me, "already finished?" She stands menacingly, arms akimbo and eyes focused on me.

"N-No, I'll come back to the trough, I just wanted to look at the drink selection."

She narrows her eyes for a few seconds, and then relaxes. "Alright. I'm also in the mood for some sugar."

Once I reach the fridge, I am amazed by the number of drink bottles within. There is indeed some Crush, and I grab one of the glowy orange bottles, and Jess grabs a bottle of Mountain Dew. She unscrew her bottle, and then puts it up against her lips.

I watch, astonished, as she gulps down at least half of the bottle in one go. Then, she turns to me and lets out the loudest burp I've ever heard. It's warm, and smells of Mountain Dew and pig slop. It's kinda fucking hot.

"Cheers," she says happily before heading back to the slop.

Slowly, I take off the bottle's cap, and then put it up against my lips.

It tastes sweet, and delicious. And I can drink as much as I want, every day, for the rest of my life.