The next day was my last day of training at the Farm. Completely transformed into a pig-toilet, I was thrown back into the sty, shortly after sunrise, with the humbler in place to force me to remain constantly on all fours. My belly was swollen like a ball and contained at least five liters of cloacal fluids. The other three slave-pigs who had been used as toilets in the orgy were in the same situation.

I would be lying if I said that my life had become intolerable. It's true that the humiliation was constant and that my body was conditioned to do anything to avoid the pain of the electric shocks that my Gods used to control me. But I no longer had any way back.

The next day, I would return to living with my Wife, but I would never be able to go back to being the cuckold slave who cleaned her up after she was used by her lovers. I had been transformed into a pig and a toilet, so that my beautiful Wife could enjoy her need to have lovers and Masters who played sexually with her. I had no way back, but she would enjoy her sexuality to the fullest.

In the early afternoon, I perceived movements in the main house that anticipated the end of my training and my return home, alongside my Wife. How our life would be from then on was yet to be seen, but it would not be the same. I imagined that she would continue to enjoy giving herself to any Alpha Male who crossed her path, while I, reduced to the lowest of the low, would not even have the possibility of receiving her panties soaked in semen when she returned from her dates.

I saw the van that had brought me to the Farm heading towards the sty and prepared myself for my Gods to release me, at least until I was summoned to serve them as the pig-toilet I had been transformed into, in a week or two.

The van stopped in front of the Farm gate and my four Gods got out. But my surprise knew no bounds when they opened the trunk and violently pulled out my Wife, throwing her into the sty. They had shaved her head and eyebrows, and had put a collar with electrical terminals on her, just like mine. With just one look at her empty eyes, I could tell that she had been through hell in her last few hours, perhaps similar to mine.

"HERE I BRING YOUR BELOVED WIFE, ALSO TRANSFORMED INTO A PIG-TOILET-BITCH," said one of our Gods. "THE BITCH THOUGHT THAT BECAUSE OF HER BEAUTY SHE WOULD ALWAYS BE USED SEXUALLY IN THE BIG HOUSE OF THE FARM, HAHAHAHA."

The people from the Farm had gathered around the sty to see what was happening. As soon as my God finished speaking, another of our Gods blew a whistle and immediately the slave-pigs came to mount my Wife. Evidently confused, she hesitated for a minute and a terrible electric shock knocked her down. Desperate, she got back on all fours and offered her two holes to be fucked. First, the slave-pigs did it, and then the enormous animal pigs that had also inseminated me did it. In that pitiful state, one of my Gods enter...