Suffocated by the piggies

Jess pushes me forward, sending my head into the mud. Someone, probably Tina, steps onto my head and pushes me further into the damp soil. My legs and arms flail as I try to free myself from this uncomfortable position, but my fellow sow are more than happy to keep me down. A weighty girl gets on top of my back and arms, pinning my upper body down, preventing me from coming back out for air.

I'm choking, shaking, panicking, and I feel my consciousness growing faint, when finally the foot moves off my head and I'm allowed to come out of the mud. I gasp loudly, my lungs taking in as much air as they can, and I can feel tears coming out of my eyes.

"Awww! Does the dumb little piglet want to stop?" One voice asks, but my mind is still groggy from the oxygen-deprivation and I'm not focused enough to recognized who's voice it was.