The trough

A queasy feeling fills my guts. All around me, chubby and obese women start getting up. Some are groaning, and taking as much time as they can, while other spring up to their feet looking delighted.

"Morning slop?" I ask my new friend, trying to let her know my apprehension through facial expressions. I also realize, maybe I should ask her name.

"Yeah, you know, breakfast," she tells me nonchalantly while getting up. As she stands in front of me, I get a nice view of her thick body. Her tits are enormous and are slightly propped up by her equally enormous belly, which is covered in stretch marks and bruises.

"By the way, my name's not Amy. It's Annie."

"Oh. I'm sorry, I was sure Mistress had called you Amy yesterday."

"She did. I didn't correct her."

"Good call."

"So, you saw me yesterday?"

"Of course, we all watch when there are new sows. You did rather well."

I blush a little, for what it's worth.

"My name's Cecilia, by the way."

"That's a pretty name."

"Thanks." She grabs me by the shoulder and point forward. "Here's our trough."

I stop in my tracks, and my eyes grow two sizes. There is indeed a long wooden trough, and a yellow sludge is currently flowing into it. Pigs are getting down on their hands and knees around it, and looking longingly at the viscous flow.

"You've got to be kidding me," I whisper.

"Got a problem?" A voice asks behind me.

Cecilia lets out a high-pitched "eep" and a nervous fart, then moves away from me. I slowly turn towards the voice, meeting Jessica's fiery gaze.

"I- No, no problem."

She pushes me towards the feeding trough, and the two pigs between me and the food suddenly decide to find a different spot to eat.

All around me, girls dump their mouth into the sludge, and noisily suck the thick yellow mixture. I get down on my knees, and Jessica take place on the trough on my right.

She grabs my belly and squeezes it harshly.

"You need to eat more if you want to be a good pig. Come on, don't be shy."

I bow down towards the sludge, but clearly not fast enough for Jessica, who grabs me by the hair and dumps my head into the sludge.

It gets into my mouth, and it's... really good!? It does not look appetizing, but it's actually really tasty! It's fat, juicy, a little sweet, and it just flows into my gullet without any issues. I get why the other pigs slurp it up so happily.

After a while, Jess lets my head go, and joins the others into the trough. She sucks the sludge greedily, and I feel her hand grab onto my right tit. From the noises she's making, it sounds like she's also pleasuring herself, and I pull my head out of the slop to take a peak; She is indeed fingering herself while eating. I look around, and realize that, actually, at least half the pigs are masturbating.