Myu's farm was always looking for people to help work on it, offered good pay, and reasonable hours. It was strange that the job was always hiring new people, and while many say they took the job and left for their first day, reports state that none returned, yet according to Myu, there was no trace of them ever showing up in the first place.



Bridget drove in her beaten up pickup truck down the dirt road to that very farm. On the passenger's seat sat a piece of paper with directions, although the directions were actually incredibly simple. While the farm was a good ways from town, it was a fairly straightforward drive, it was hard to get lost. Bridget couldn't believe the rumors of how easily people got lost by trying to find the farm, although she did have to drive on a dirt road through a forest in order to get there. Once through the forest though, there was barely a tree in sight afterwards, as if she were in a video game and the biome had suddenly just transformed into barren farmland. She saw the one single farm up ahead, and drove her way there.



The farm didn't look much different from any other farm one could imagine. It had a large red barn, a small red house, as well as stables, and other minor buildings that housed animals. The various buildings appeared to be made out of wood. The farmhouse was the smallest out of all of the buildings, but it was the easiest to access from the dirt road, as a direct path led up to the house. Oddly, there was no garage or farm equipment in sight.



"Peculiar." Bridget said as she pulled up her pickup truck to the house. Unsure of where to park it, as the road just ended right at the front of the house, she parked it on green grass right beside the road. She got outside her air conditioned pickup truck to the warm sunny day of outside, and made her way to the house. She remembered the ad stated to apply at the farmhouse, and that's right where she went towards. "Pretty ordinary looking place..." she added as she glanced around. I don't see any wiring...do they even have electricity here? She mentally thought as she made her way up to the wooden door, and gave it a knock.



There was the sound of hooves hitting the floor from the inside. The door soon opened to reveal an equine anthro on the other side wearing blue overalls, and a white shirt underneath. Based on how they looked, they looked like a she, but with a bulge between their legs. With a straw hat, and a single piece of hay in their maw, they looked down at Bridget, just a few inches taller than her. "Well, you don't look like you're from some church or selling cookies of some sort. So can I...help you?" the equine asked. 



Bridget stared at the equine with wide eyes. Her B cup was nothing to the horse's DD. While she was aware anthros were a thing, they just weren't very common. "I erm...I'm here about the job?" she could get a bit of a view inside the farmhouse, and it looked just about as she expected, it looked old fashioned. She couldn't even see a television, but she did see a huge radio where a television would normally be.



"The farmhand job I'm assuming." The horse let the hay piece fall out from her mouth. "Yes, of course, I'm always hiring, so long as you're willing to get a little down and dirty with some farm work. It isn't a damn desk job, you're up and moving about getting sweaty. You up for it?"



Bridget probably picked a bad day to wear a short black skirt with a black and white business outfit. She expected to have to attend a job interview of some sort at least. "Is that's it? Just...ask me if I'm willing to do some hard work?"



"This isn't a fucking high corporation job, I don't need you to fill out tens of hundreds of forms to ask if you can lift 30 pounds." The horse crossed her arms with an annoyed glare. "I have spare outfits in the bedroom for you to dress into. Start working today, and we'll discuss pay once you've finished your work, depending on how well you perform."



She's not very fussy at all. One thing weighed on her mind though, something she just had to ask, if only for the sake of curiosity. "Have you ever hired anyone else to work here before? I mean...I hear stories about this place."



"What? Do you think I'm some kind of chainsaw wielding maniac killing and hacking people, keeping their faces for masks or something?" the horse rolled her eyes. "I got Wi-Fi and cell phone reception out here if you're that paranoid. I've had people come here before yes, but few were able to handle the job, so they end up leaving. Damn city going easy on them, they can't even lift a few pounds or milk a cow properly."



Bridget took out her cell phone, and glanced at it. Indeed, full bars, and a Wi-Fi network on a router, one that didn't even require a password. It did put her a little bit at ease. "Yeah...I think I can lift and do whatever else it is you need me to do. Just uh...no sharp tools, okay?"



"Only sharp tools I got here that could harm a person is the lawnmower, or the shears for sheep." The equine stepped back from the door, and leaned against a wall not far from the entryway. "Get on in and grab yourself one of the spare outfits, straight upstairs into the first room, got a single bed and dresser in it. Once you're changed, come meet me in the barn, and I'll assign you your first task." With a brief pause, she put her hoof up against the wall she leaned on. "Name's Myu by the way."



"Bridget." Bridget responded as she stepped inside cautiously. She looked to her left, and then to the right, getting a better view of the interior. She saw the kitchen to the right, and it looked as if it was pulled from the 70s in its design. She saw the stairs right beside the wall that Myu leaned up against, and she took the stairs up to the second floor. She hesitated to go into the room though. Myu's comment about 'chainsaw maniacs' reminded her of so many horror movies about being stuck on a farm with a single crazy person. Bridget noticed there was an open window right in the bedroom though, big enough for her to jump out of, so should she desire. With a small sigh, she walked inside the room, and opened up the closet door.



The inside of the closet was lined with the exact same outfit Myu was wearing, but arranged from small, to massive. The smallest size looked as if it would fit on an infant, while the largest size looked as if it would fit on a cow. Bridget closed the door to the room, grabbed an outfit, and got herself changed. "Was not expecting to be working on my first day, would have brought my own stuff otherwise." She mumbled. There were even a pair of shoes ready for her, just her right size. She did double check to see if there were any sort of cameras in the room though. The last thing she wanted to deal with was a perverted boss, even if Myu was a woman. At least, she thought Myu was a woman. Once dressed, Bridget made her way to the open red barn.



The interior of the red barn was little special. There were various stalls set up across three walls, and a large flat shaft that behaved like an elevator, going up to even more stalls up above. There was a good two floors of stalls, all filled with different animals. Myu stood at the entrance, with a lawnmower set up. The lawnmower was a gas powered one, and didn't look to be anything special. Myu turned to Bridget once she arrived. "I'll start you off with mowing the front of the house. I don't get time to do it very often. If you need water, grab yourself a glass in the kitchen and help yourself to the tap at any time. If you're exhausted, rest on the porch underneath the roof, it's got a good cooling breeze there. When you're done, I'll still be in here. Questions?" she didn't even comment on the outfit that Bridget had changed into.



"Erm...no I think I'll manage." Bridget was a little disappointed that out of all the work that needed to be done on the farm, she was being given work that may as well have been a household chore, but at least it was something she was familiar with.



"Good. I'll leave you to it then." With a simple wave of Myu's hand, she dismissed Bridget to do her work.



Bridget grabbed onto the lawn mower, and pushed it out with both hands. She wasn't a weakling, but she wasn't quite strong either. The mower didn't quite glide on the ground with ease, but it wasn't the hardest to push either. Once she got in front of the wooden house that was Myu's, she pulled the cord a few times, and began to mow the lawn. Myu's lawn just had tall grass, it wasn't that it was ill kempt, it just looked as if it hadn't been mowed within a month.



As Bridget mowed the lawn, she let out a heavy sigh. "Better than picking up pig shit I guess." She mumbled under her breath. It was warm outside, but not so much that she was hot, at least at first. As time went on, she found the lawn mower heavier to push, and sweat began to pour down her neck. What's worse was her clothing began to feel tighter on her. "Ugh...maybe I should have picked a larger size." She grumbled. Unaware that the reason the outfit was getting tighter, was largely because of the weight she was slowly piling onto her body. Bit by bit, as blades of grass pushed out from the side of the mower, Bridget's body turned her 'workout' of lawn work against her, by making her gain calories, and at an alarming rate.



Bridget began to paint when the lawn was half mowed. She rested her growing, flabby arms up against the handle of the mower, and her thumbs released the safety grip to turn the lawnmower off. "Fuck...it isn't that hot...so why am I so exhausted?" she asked herself with deep pants. She looked down, and she noticed something particular. Her stomach was poking out much more than she remembered. "Good thing I'm doing physical work. I don't remember being this out of shape." The sweat clung onto Bridget's body as her outfit hugged her tight. She decided to take a quick break, and went into the shade where Myu had told her to go should she get tired.



The porch had a roof above it blocking the sun, open windows to the left and right of the door, and while there seemed to be no visible technology at the porch such as air conditioning, there was an undeniable cool breeze that blew in from one side, as if standing in front of an open refrigerator.



"Oh...fuck yeah..." Bridget helped herself to the porch swing. She cared not that it swung a bit as she collapsed onto it while the cool breeze went over her body. She swore she was in decent enough shape to mow a lawn, yet she couldn't even manage half of it. What's more, she was so much larger than she remembered, it was almost a little disturbing. "I'll just...rest here for five minutes." She mumbled as she closed her eyes.



Bridget opened her eyes to spot Myu overlooking her. She was quick to widen her eyes, and pull herself away from the equine, and sit herself up properly on the patio swing. "M-Myu?!" She went from sleepy and restful, to panicked and alert in less than a second. She looked around frantically for a watch, but she realized that she had left her cell phone in the bedroom when she changed. "S-sorry! I got a little winded, and I guess I dozed off! I'll make up for it!"



"I honestly don't care what you do, it's your money." Myu replied with a casual shrug. She turned to the half complete lawn, and then back to Bridget. "You might want to consider...upgrading your outfit size first."



Bridget wanted to ask what Myu meant, but she looked down at the outfit Myu provided. The straps on her shoulders hugged her tight, while her gut strained to hold back, even her very ass felt as if it was held higher inside the overalls. Her shirt felt too tiny for her chest too. "I erm...yeah, do you mind if I use your bathroom first?"



"Fine, when you're finished in there, and changing again, come on over to the red barn after. Don't worry about the rest of the lawn." Myu instructed casually. "Bathroom's straight inside to the left of the first wall, you can't miss it."



Bridget nodded quickly, and raced inside. She made her way to the bathroom, and closed the door. She immediately took a look at herself, and gasped. She didn't look fat, but she didn't remember being as chubby as she was now. She undid the buttons on her overalls, and her stomach wasted no time exposing part of itself. While her belly was clean of hair, it was much larger than she remembered, and very pinkish in color. Bridget noticed a weighing machine, so curiously she made her way over to it, and tested her weight. The scale indicated she weighed 245 pounds, which was 55 pounds heavier than she remembered when she went to the doctor's two months ago to get it checked.

Bridget scratched her head in confusion. Maybe her scale is off? There's no way someone could get THAT fat that fast... She thought to herself. Bridget knew she was still technically on the clock though. With a frustrated sigh, she held her white shirt over her enlarged stomach, opened the bathroom door, and made her way upstairs, trying to keep her belly button covered, which proved harder than she thought it would.



Once upstairs, Bridget checked her belongings on the bed, finding they were still in the same haphazard mess she set them down in. "At least she isn't sneaking in here, I think." She mumbled as she undressed completely to reveal her pudgy body. She tried not to think about her new weight, just passing it off as something she simply had never paid attention to until now, and just got dressed in another uniform two sizes larger. Once redressed, she went down to meet Myu in the barn, just as instructed.



Myu was on a tall ladder next to a massive barrel. In her hands was a metal bucket, and she threw what could only be described as brown goop into the large barrel before she stepped down the ladder, her hooves made gentle steps down the wooden ladder. Once down the 20 foot ladder, she turned to notice Bridget had just arrived in the barn. "Oh good, I just finished checking the pig slop, and refilling the food barrel." She pointed down to a thick hose connected to the barrel, with a bronze nozzle at the end with a handle. The hose resembled something that firefighters would use, but thicker. "Your next task is to fill the troughs out near the pig pen with this slop."



Bridget stared at the huge barrel, measuring just as tall as that ladder, and wide enough to be its own individual room. How did I NOT notice this before? She asked herself. Quickly remembering her job, she looked down to the hose that Myu held "I just...turn it on and fill up the troughs outside?" 



Myu crossed her arms and nodded. "Yes. The troughs are empty now, except the one that has water in it, leave that one alone. Fill the empty ones. The pigs might come over while you're filling it up, but they are quite harmless, so no need to be intimidated. Just do your job, then wait out there for me when you're finished."



Bridget grabbed the hose, and went out the open part of the barn in the back. There, she saw a wooden fence built three feet high, but with plenty of space on the inside. She also saw pigs, and each pig had a tuft of hair on their head that almost looked like a person's own, but too little to actually be human hair. There were four troughs on one side. One was filled with crystal clear water, while the other three were empty, and so clean it was hard to believe that they were in a pig sty in the first place. There was also a shaded area near the barn, as well as a large pile of mud in one corner, and a small place that resembled a dog house of sorts, but designed twice as large.



Bridget held the bronze nozzle of the hose, and moved it to the right empty trough. She turned on the pressure, but only gently at first. She watched as the same brown slop Myu poured into the large barrel earlier came out like sloppy mush on the hose, although with a low pressure, very little of it was coming out. Bit by bit, Bridget increased the pressure to get the slop out. It looked absolutely disgusting as it came out of the hose, she could only compare it to an ass having diarrhea. Even the slop that came out could have been comparable to human waste in its color. Yet, the more the slop filled the trough, the more Bridget picked up the scent. It looked disgusting, it sounded disgusting, yet it smelled like a salad covered with ranch dressing. She could make out bits of greenery, as well as other colors from fruit and vegetables in it too. "What makes it turn brown if it has all this...fruit and veggies in it?" she asked herself out loud.



Bridget continued to pour the slop into each trough. As she poured it out, she watched as pigs emerged from seemingly nowhere, and began to help themselves to the food Bridget poured into their troughs. She counted four pigs in total, although she couldn't tell their gender, she wasn't one that was willing to take a glance behind them to find out either. Something was bugging her though as she poured their food, the scent of the slop smelled not just good, but almost arousing. She turned off the hose, and watched the pigs sloppily eat from the trough. The troughs were up against the fence, and with a deep breath, Bridget stepped into the pig pen, and kneeled down on the side of the leftmost trough with slop in it. She looked down at the brown sloppy goop with a raised brow. It looks so disgusting. It's like someone had diarrhea over a salad, but it still just smells so damn good. She thought to herself.



After staring at the pigs for a moment, Bridget glanced to her left, and to her right. Myu was nowhere to be found. "Well, I'm supposed to wait out here..." she mumbled as she watched the pigs. She still couldn't get the scent of the slop out of her nose. With a deep breath, she dipped her pinkie finger into the brown goop, and shivered at the sudden cold sensation on her fingertip. "It feels like it just got out of the damn fridge." She said out loud. Still, with nobody but pigs watching her, she took another breath, and stared at her now brown covered finger. She figured, worse case scenario, there was a trough filled with water nearby. With her heart gently pounding, she stuck out her tongue, and licked her finger.



The brown goop was incredibly watery, she licked it off her finger easily. She also noticed it tasted, not like it looked, but like it smelled. It tasted surprisingly good, just like that salad odor it emitted. Her stomach suddenly rumbled. Bridget blushed lightly, and glanced around for any sign of Myu once again. "I mean...I haven't eaten that much all day, no harm in uh...having a little more I suppose..."



Bridget dipped her finger in the goop again and helped herself. Bit by bit, she got more into eating the food, first her finger, then a few fingers, then the palm of her hand. The goop left a brown stain on her lips and right hand, and when she noticed this, she just casually shrugged, and kneeled down right beside the pigs. She helped herself to the goop, dipping her face into the slop and eating. As she ate, her entire body tingled with strange sensations, but she ignored it. The only part of her body she didn't ignore was her stomach, which was very hungry.



Bridget's tingling sensations continued. The tip of her nose pushed back up against her face, and then upwards to give her the look of a very piggish nose. Her ears slowly shifted to the top of her head, and while it did change how she heard the pigs near her eat and snort, she ignored it as she got more into the slop. Her belly grew larger, and began to take quite a bit of her chest with it. Her chest didn't completely vanish, but her boobs shrank down to only nipples. In addition, extra sets of nipples appeared down Bridget's belly. It was hard to tell where the first original pair of tits Bridget had even were as the changes continued, just that she had multiple rows of nipples, and the face of a swine. She raised up her head with a smile on her face, her tongue out of her mouth, and let out a very piggish squeal.



Bridget froze when she heard the piggish cry come from her lips, her face currently deep in pig slop. She slowly raised her head with wide eyes. "Did...did I just?" she stammered.



"Oinked like the pig you are." A familiar voice responded, Myu. The equine anthro stood on the other side of the fence with a smirk on her face. "It's about time I got another sow, I need to get some new piglets on the farm, and all I have are four male pigs. They'll fuck each other in their asses, but they can't exactly get pregnant from it."



Bridget stared up at Myu with a confused face. It was then that she realized she was still on her hands and knees. She quickly stood back up, but then she wobbled, and fell right back down on her ass. "Ack! I don't know what you're talking about. Get me out of this pigpen!"



"I'm talking about a sow." Myu crossed her arms. "I need a sow, and you're a perfect fit for it. Well, you're a little too dressed, but that will change once you get out of those human clothes."



Bridget wrapped her arms around herself. The very clothes she wore on her, the clothes she had changed into that she knew were too big moments ago, suddenly felt too small. She could feel the overall straps dig into her skin as her body grew with fat. "I am human though!" she shouted with a tone of frustration in her voice. She stood up again, but she found balancing on two legs to prove just too difficult.



"You're in a pigpen, you have a snout, you have pig ears, and you're quite fat. You fit the very definition of a pig, just look down at yourself."



Bridget looked down at herself with labored breathing. She noticed that her belly not only looked large, but it looked stranger than normal. Her belly looked as if it took up most of her torso. Her chest was largely flat. She put her fingers up to her roundish belly, and gently ran her fingers down. She felt multiple pairs of nipples, and let out a startled "Snrt!" from her twitching pig nose as she fell back on her butt once again. Her eyes grew large as they looked up to the equine anthro.



"Now you seem to know your place." The equine crossed her arms as she looked down back into Bridget's eyes. "You know, you have the same eyes as a kid that became a jaguar so many years ago...he got lucky and got picked up by a zoo. I can't take care of jaguars. Pigs though? Well, pigs belong on a farm, and you're here now. Why don't you go ahead and burst out of those clothes for me?"



"I do-oink- don't know what you're talking about!" Tears began to flow from Bridget's eyes. She did remember hearing the stories about a man that went missing on the same day there was a jaguar that appeared, but she was more worried about herself, not about a story that happened some time ago. She let out a light gasp as her shirt suddenly ripped to reveal pink supple hide underneath. "No, no, no!" she screamed as her overalls popped open, and bit by bit, her clothes tore apart at the seams.



"Pigs never do worry about such things. They eat, sleep, mate, sleep, roll around in mud, sleep, eat, eat, and then sleep." Myu scoffed. "...actually they're a lot like humans that way, you'll adjust fine."



Bridget's clothes finally ripped from her completely to reveal the pinkish hide of a pig, the torso of a pig, and a fat body. Her arms and legs were longer than a pigs, but they were just as pink as one. She looked down to her body, and let out a piggish squeal. With a blush over her pig face, she tried to cover her body. What made it so much worse was how heavy her front side was. One more attempt at standing, and she fell forward. Luckily she was able to catch herself on her hands, but now on her hands and knees, she was in just the right position that a pig might be in. Aside from some human shapes on her she still possessed, the rest of her body looked very much like a swine.



One of the two male pigs that was near Bridget looked over at her once the food in the trough was empty. Curiously, the pig waddled behind Bridget, and stuck his snout right between her ass cheeks.



Bridget's head shot upwards the moment she felt a warm wet snout press up against her backside. She turned her head to look, but she couldn't see directly behind her. Regardless, she could FEEL the snout, and she knew what it was. "No- snrt hrnk. Get away from me!" she tried to run as fast as she could, but she couldn't even stand properly. Her legs were rapidly shrinking down to her blackening knees. Her hands were also turning black while her fingers pushed into her palms.



"Looks like the swine have already accepted you as part of them. Jimmy was always a kind of nymphomaniac when he was a human too, caught him reading porn in the loft one day." Myu chuckled lightly as she watched the pair.



Bridget's eyes shot up at Myu alarmingly. She opened her mouth to speak, but only a piggish squeal came out of it. She felt her ass cheeks spread for the pig, and as they spread, they did not push back. They were permanently spreading, constantly revealing her asshole and vagina to all of those behind her, especially the pig that was back there right now. Her legs beyond her knees vanished, leaving only stubby kneecaps that were now two hardened pig feet, her hands very much the same piggish feet. She could feel the weight continue to crawl all over her body, distributing itself in a way that a pig would look. She couldn't see herself in a mirror, but she could feel the fat take hold on her body, so much fat she couldn't hear her bones crack inside of her as they adjusted, the same as her own organs. She wasn't just going to look like a pig, she was going to be a complete and total feral swine. She tried to get away from the pig, but unused to her new body, she just fell down on her huge pig belly.



The male pig behind Bridget wasted little time taking advantage of the situation. He heaved the front part of his body up on top of her, and the pig cock, something Bridget didn't even want to see, let alone feel, pressed up against her changing vagina.



Bridget could feel it, but she also felt as if she couldn't move. Unsure of what to do, she could only panic with one big pig "WHEEE!"



Months later...



Myu walked out to the pig trough with a hose in hand. "Piggy, piggy, piggy, time to eat!" she called out as she held onto the hose, filling the troughs herself, and a huge grin on her face.



The pigs from before, the multiple male ones wasted little time to help themselves. Another pig followed them behind, a female pig, one with a belly full of more than just fat, but with little piglets, just waiting for the day they were developed enough so that they might soon join the world. The female pig looked hesitant at first to join the male ones, but she eventually caved in with her growling stomach. She hadn't quite gotten used to her life, but then again, she had all the time in the world to do so.