Chapter 1: Sweet Little Patti Goes to the Barn

This is my next story of Patti and I, and a story on it’s own of how she hounded me over and over so much so I finally gave in and said come on let’s go get you fucked Patti.

Now you new readers may not know things of Patti and I guess some of you old followers of my story of her and everything that started all this off.

Patti is barely 5ft 3 inches tall and that’s giving her a couple inches or four, She has long blonde hair, deep blue eyes as can be, small framed, and figure of a woman.

Her breast are just a tiny half cup maybe bigger than my small little 32 A cup size so she might be a 32 B but aside from that she had like these jumbo sized marshmallow like areola with the small marshmallow sized nipples that don’t stand out from her body they stand upwards.

She has the waist and hips that say outright breed me please. And like twin cantaloupe sized ass cheeks that indeed look just like two cantaloupes tied behind her for an ass.

And an absolute knockout of looks and beauty for a woman, as opposed to my homely girl looks, and skinny body, with my tiny titties and barely even nipples of any size at all.

I am 5ft 7 inches tall and look much taller than that with my skinny stick girl size and my long legs, I to have blonde hair though much darker and a deep red haired tone in it.

So the two of us together are two opposites altogether, though we love each other dearly.

She is my Sister In Law and we became very close really good lifelong friends and hell lovers to for that matter. Oh she and I both are indeed carpet munchers as it’s termed out here in the real world.

Now don’t take that wrong at all. She and I both love a good dick fucking, oh hell yes we do. But we have enjoyed our lovemaking together for many years now.

As I introduced her into my stories and my life stories, it started out as my going to stay with her while my Brother was working out of town, now during that stay is when she and I became attached to and became outright close friends.

In fact I saw how shitty my own Brother treated her, and what he trained their dog to do to her while he was away working, and I broke that habit of their dog being like that to her, and then when my Brother did return from working out of town, I laid into his ass about how he treated her and did that to her and trained the damn dog to do that to her.

And all that is already now a posted story here on sol of it all.

I truly do believe, well I truly know that time spent with her and everything that went on and happened is what molded she and I together like it is now.

She helped through some horrible terrible times of my own, with my mental state of mind, and having pent up and locked away things that went on back home on our family farm as I grew up on.

To not sit here and tell the same story over again I’ll just say to go read that story and then come to this one with the knowledge of what I’m talking and writing you about now. It is= My Sister In Law is forced into getting it from their pitbull.

Now that all said back to current story and get into the depths of writing to you all about just how Patti manipulated me into taking her to a damn farm and getting fucked by a boar hog.

All this started to brew up and blow out like a volcano erupting when I told her the story of the day in the barn where I was forced to get fucked by a huge boar hog, and that story told to her one night in it’s entirety is why she so craved, and fantasized, and just had to experience it for herself, which is why I now am sitting here writing this story of that to you all now.

After she had hounded me for a long time about this matter and I just put her off about it, because of my concern for her health and safety of the matter, because believe me one of those big boar hogs can fuck you up! My now dead Momma and I alike can attest to that. That one that got me in that barn that night hurt me inside something awful for many days after being so called bred by him. And my Momma fared no damn better herself from the same exact nights happenings to her as well.

So this is why I tried in vain to get Patti to drop it and not keep hounding me about it. But she kept on about it over time, bringing it up to me often about her wanting to experience it.

The fact is that she is only at best 7 to maybe 7 and half inches deep and boar hogs or pigs for that matter though yes hogs are indeed much bigger than pigs and believe me far more aggressive in their mating and breeding habits as well.

There can be serious damage to a woman’s womb from these things cocks. I am far deeper than she is 9 to over 10 inches deep and that one that fucked me that night hurt my womb of course I was just barely over 18 at that time.

It hurt my womb so much I have never been able or will ever be able to have children from that incident. Now trying to explain something to your doctor especially as things were then for Mom and I alike to explain just how the two of us suffered womb damage at around the same time and in fact at the same time.

We lived on a farm out in the middle of nowhere Nebraska the only town with a doctor was no more than maybe 100 to 200 people though that county had 4 or 5 thousand residents all were farmers and families life.

So no gynecologist, or any kind of a specialist of any sorts for nearly 300 or 400 miles away. Just an old time doctor who took care of everyone and was everything to everyone he could be.

Thank goodness that my Mom and I had finally had that seal broken or melted loose from plugging up our uteruses and our big ol’ swollen out pregnant looking bellies from that nights breeding had busted loose and emptied our horribly swollen out wombs of that pent up hog cum for days. And our going to see the Dr. about our woman problems was weeks and weeks later.

That’s how dangerous this is for a woman.

I write all of this in it’s relation to this story I am writing to you all about why I was so concerned about Patti even doing this and worst of all was how she wanted it so damn badly.

Now at this time of things being now dawg has now made my precious Patti and I alike for that matter and there’s more women than the two of us that have gotten the replica cock of one of them made by him and sent to women the world over knowing this in fact because he and I still do see each other from time to time and talk to each other most every week.

So it has happened more than you would think or believe about women going out for the sole purpose of being fucked and bred by a male hog or pig.

Sort of that secret society thing.

Like all the breeding kennel things you read stories about, that’s a secret society in itself just as this is. You know fucking farm animals and pets sort of secret society thing.

Now that I again have taken myself off course and flying about in my usual random fashion in my stories I’ll get back to the main story of my precious Patti going to get herself fucked and bred by a male swine.

I had gone to visit her again as now she had moved off into a whole other town and place and her life of her very own and my Brother long gone from her life at that point and time and I called her, and do even now call her my Sister In Law she is the one and only as far as I’m concerned or have ever been to me personally.

But staying there a few days with her, and oh yes we had our lovemaking sessions together, and she again kept hounding me about this damn wanting bred and fucked by a male hog or pig thing.

Well at last she had broken the dam of that matter with me and it was time to release the water and the kraken per myth saying, so I finally agreed that I would take her and get her damn obsession with this matter turned into a reality and that thing on her bucket list done and taken care of.

So as she was working at where she nursed at which I won’t say anything of where it was or what kind of this or that office or hospital etc. thing at all but she is indeed a fully registered nurse.

Now of course you’d never know who she really is, the name I’ve given her in these stories is total fictitious name only in name, everything else is indeed true and has been the truth told.

I got on the phone of course at that time there were no cell phones like we have today, hell this was the 80’s when all this happened. But I called a few farmer friends some of whom I grew up around and back around the home farm area where we had lived growing up.

No I did not outright ask any of them to host this for my precious Patti in the least oh hell no. What I called them for was to seek out and find the one farmer/rancher I knew for damn sure did this sort of thing on the side(his Dad was the one that set up my Mom and I to be bred by his boar hog)so he took over the farm and ranch when his dad departed the world and of course his mom to for that matter.

But I knew all to good and well that he having taken over everything carried right on with the family side business of this sort of thing. And I knew he was confidential as hell about it and very trusting in how he provided and arranged and helped women with secret desires to be fucked by their farm animals.

Finally after numerous attempts to get his number one old timer still alive and around knew me from my growing up in that area and was glad to have talked to and had me call him, and I certainly planned to go by and sit on that old porch as I had many many times growing up done and talked to him. Oh there’s more to it than that for sure, but I’ll not get into that story and go off into the wild blue yonder again with yet another story while trying to bring to light this one.

So I called Fred up(not even his real name either) and we talked and talked and talked about growing up around each other, and in fact he brought up the very thing of asking me if I remember the time his late dad brought that big old boar hog over to our farm and Mom and I got bred by it? Yes he was there and watched it take place his dad was teaching him the ropes of that end of the business at that time.

He is the same age as I am and we always sat with each other on that old school bus taking us to school from all the surrounding farms and ranches in that area.

I asked him after the hour we spent on the phone about old times of this and that.

Fred I said, do you still do what your father did on the side? You know like what we talked about earlier?

Yes Jackie he said though I could tell by his voice he was somewhat really withdrawn from wanting to tell me he still did this.

And who could blame him for being that way even with an old friend, people change in life, and their motives in life change with them.

Now we began to get into the subject as I explained to him I had this special friend who had been hounding the hell out of me about wanting her fantasized desire to be fucked and bred by a damn male pig or hog.

Going on to explain to him that she just had to bother me so much about telling the story of that day in the barn and when I told her about it all she has been hounding me and hounding me about her getting it Fred.

Oh no problem Jackie he said and I have just the one to give it to her good, and have the full set up for it all to be safely done, not even like my dads old cruel rough set up at all.

How much will it cost me Fred I asked?

Jackie for you darlin’ it won’t cost a thing, be glad to help you with your problem as he laughed about it as I did myself.

So the time and everything was set up and he said he would even serve the refreshments as he called it as again we laughed together about it.

Damn what a man I thought as I hung up the phone, thinking I should have married him instead of what I thought I just so had to spend my life with.

Well Patti had finally gotten off work and came home, sitting down with a good relaxing mixed drink and telling me of the days hectic goings on where she nursed at.

I let her relax and get the days thing washed from her mind and then told her I had something very very special for her.

She thought I had a gift or something of sorts for her though yeah I had a gift for her alright, but not in the way she was thinking.

And as we sat the table playing a round of cards, I told her.

Patti my very very special gift for you is I have set up and fully arranged to take you to a very special place and your going to get that fantasy you have been hounding me to have fulfilled.

OMG she jumped up from her seat and began dancing about in overloaded joy and happiness, Oh thank you Jackie Oh thank you so much Jackie, oh i’ll never be able to fully repay you for doing this for me!

Oh you don’t owe me any thing Patti I told her, in fact my favor from you will be done when I get to watch you and help you take it.

She ran right over to me and hugged me up to her and thanked me repeatedly for doing this for her.

Going back now to sit down and continue our card game and us both sipping at our mixed drinks, she began asking me all kinds of questions about it all.

How big is he Jackie? Where is it at? When do we go?

Explaining to her I had no idea of the size of the chosen breeding male for her just that I was told he was a very special one for this kind of thing.

Then telling her it was way out in the country around back home, and I had to call about all the neighbors I could recall to get his number and talk to him.

Those big blue eyes of hers were lit up with excitement and wanton lust for this. She was acting like a school girl going out on her first date.

And a date it truly was, oh yeah, a date to go and get bred and fucked by a male hog or pig kind of date that’s what it was.

Then I told her it was set up for the weekend and she was even more elated and turned on in those big blue eyes of hers about hearing that.

We played cards a bit longer and had delivery pizza and had a few more drinks, then went to bed.