Warning!!!This story contains Scat descriptions,   Farts,Diapers,ABDL, Bondage,Humiliation and Weight  Gain. Viewer discretion is advised.

                                Pig Manure Machine
                                                By, PoopyWolf


Part 1- The Job Letter
The sunset was nice to look at while confused Marcus thought while in front of a pretty nice and well kept barn. It strangely didn't look like any ordinary barn house he’d ever seen. It looked more….high tech as it had small metal fences surrounding it and the door looked more metallic and automatic than what you would expect. As Marcus stood their eyeballing the barns atier he began to have second thoughts on going inside especially when considering the job letter had no contact information a name and hell not even what he would be doing at the job or what position he would be in. All the job letter did was give an address nothing more nothing less and said “we need YOU and your special gift Marcus Pig to help our barn be the most fast and efficient it can be. As the pig thought about it he figured to heck with it he could just quit if it wasn't to his liking and he did need a job anyway so he hiked up his tight jean shorts and adjusted his fancy polo shirt and marched into the dark dimly lit barn house.

Part 2- This isn't a barn house!
Marcus was puzzled by the low lighting in the place where he was expected to meet someone at this time. “I can barely see anything here. Hello!” He called out waiting for an answer and for the lights or windows to turn up,but to his bewilderment the only surprise he got was the automatic barn door closing shut behind him with a loud BAM. Now he REALLY couldn't see anything but he had to worry about that no longer as now he found himself in a whole new world of trouble when the lights finally came flashing on nearly blinding him. What he saw made his already confused mind even more dumbfounded than before because while yes this was a barn it had things in it that didn't make sense besides the stables, hay on the floor, and windows. For starters it had a gigantic face screen monitor on the wall to the right side of the barn above a door and to the left side of the barn a gigantic empty containment vat labeled waste containment and in the center of all that shone in all its glory a gigantic red table with an absurdly unnecessary amount of what appeared to be diapers that would fit an adult. “Okay….this is getting weird” Marcus was starting to freak out as this looked all very out of the ordinary and suspicious especially since there were large metal wrist and ankle restraints on that table and plastic robotic like hands projecting from many angles all over the ceiling. “If no one's coming to talk to me about the job then I'm outta-” before Marcus could get the words out a robotic hand swoops down onto his right wrist like a pigeon and grabs him then a second robotic hand swoops down to grab him successfully by the left wrist. It was at this point Marcus went from freaked out to now in a full on panic as no matter how hard he resisted and tried to pull away it was like these hands were designed to stop a whole elephant, there was no amount of strength he could muster to break free. “H-Hey! Let me go! What the hell is this!” The hands holding Marucs in place began to drag him forward to the gigantic changing table and to say the least Marcus didn't stand a chance no matter how much fight he put into it. Two more sets of robotic arms reached down to the large red table Marcus had his back forced upon and began to restrain him in place by propping his legs up and forcing them to spread by the robotic arms. Marcus kicked and squirmed on the large table and even screamed but that did not matter, the jobs location was a farm after all so everything was as distant from the city as would be expected and with nothing working Marcus eventually tired himself through his futile struggling against the relentless technology. The robotic arms did their job at restraining the poor fat pig into an eagle spread on the large red fabric table with his arms pinned to his sides by the wrist restraints that clamped down on his wrist. Just when Marcus thought he’d been through enough one of the arms gripped onto his polo shirt and the other one gripped onto his shorts and underwear. “Stop, please stop! I wanna go home!” Marcus begged but his embarrassment was met with the arms yanking his clothes clean off his body underwear and all leaving the fat frantic sweaty pig literally naked with his fat butt exposed to whoever could come through that door. What fate had Marcus sealed himself into?

Part 3- Dr. Mcflair
This was all too much for Marcus and he started to softly cry,but the crying was muffled and silenced by a bright projection, the gigantic monitor had now come on and on it was a black blue haired dragon with red eyes and glasses on. The dragon had a labcoat on and was holding up a clipboard but it was lowered to just the top of it so Marcus didn't see it well, not that he needed too because the blue spiked black dragon looked down at Marcus on the world's largest changing table with a pleased smirking expression across his face. “Ah Marcus! I’m so glad to have you here. I was worried you wouldn’t show, and I’m sure by now you wish you didnt but worry not your little head buddy! You aren't here to be hurt this isn't some black market type thing no no no your job here is completely harmless and super simple. I'm currently communicating with you as you can both hear and see me and I can both hear and see you right now and I've got to say you look positively adorable!” The dragon laughed with glee at the sight of the now agitated Marcus to which Marcus retorted back with a stern “I don't want this job anymore what is this job anyway!” The dragon chuckled and with what looked to be the dragon pushing a button the robotic arms that took Marcus's clothes away dropped them into an incinerator before closing and locking it. Marcus clothes were now completely gone but that wasn't what was worrying Marcus now it's what came next that did. The same arms reached for the thick diapers that were on the changing table and unfolded one of them sliding it under Marcus's bottom to which the pig started blushing at a complete red. You'd think he had been in a sauna for too long. The robotic arms wrapped up the diaper securely to the pigs fat sweaty hog bunz and man hood to which the dragon started to speak again “Sorry where are my manners I’m Dr. Mcflair and this is a pig manure farm I spent years on and have chosen you to be the star of this operation where we collect the richest pig manure to use for fertilizer big enough to make trees and plants grow thus doing good around the world.” Marcus was shocked to hear this all, especially the part about pig manure,but that's when Marcus got the message and what all these diapers and the waste containment was for. He was about to protest but as quickly as his mouth opened a gigantic refrigerator sized bottle was lowered above his head once he had the diaper on. The bottle looked like it contained milk and although Marcus did love him some milk he was NOT going to drink it out of a bottle “You better not- mmf” The pig was silenced by the mechanical arms forcing the nipple of the bottle into his big mouth. If he didn't drink he'd just be getting milk all over himself and he didn't want that besides he didn't have a choice so he drank and drank at least a gallon before the nipple was raised off his milk mustache snout. “Ggghhh! Okay ‘doctor’ if you don't stop now I'm calling the police when I get home. Needless to say, Mcflair was not phased by the threat and rolled his eyes as if nothing was wrong in the world especially since Marcus looked to be having tummy troubles already by that whiny look on his face. “W-what was in that….gggg oooohhhh….my stomach hurts…..” Marcus cramped and groaned much to Mcflairs amusement as the dragon started laughing “Hahahaha! Oh please you aren’t going to prove anything actually bad happened to you, not when you signed the letter.” Dr. Mcflair held up the job letter and Marcus had applied for and Marcus too to his horror knew he was right and whimpered in defeat and to the stomach pain in his belly region as his butt started to feel on fire. The weird thing was Marcus actually would have liked this a lot more had this not been happening to him in front of a stranger or I guess he should say ‘his boss’ as the front of his diaper had a small well rounded bulge in the front and it wasn't that big despite being at full attention. “Not to mention your own body is betraying you so now I know you really do wanna be here with that rocking boner, and did I forget to mention the $3,000 dollar payment hmm?” The dragon smirked to which the pigs ears perked up at that sentence. The pig really gave it thought now despite the situation and was given confirmation to an authentic check being held up on the screen for him by the dragon with his name on it. Was he really gonna get paid 3,000 dollars a day to do nothing more than just crap in a diaper on repeat?

Part 4- Manure Making
Marcus thought it was too good to be true and as his stomach bulge out and a wet nasty fart comes out of his butt his eyes grew wide, his sphincter was no match for the inevitable call of nature as Marcus lets a fat wet sloppy dump into his diaper that rippled in a wet ppppppp lllllbbbbbbbbbbrrrrrrrt he didnt think a turd as wide as that could come out from in between his now dirty poop covered butt cheeks and make such an angelic plop in a diaper that graced its purpose with a nice brown stained bulge. Marcus sighed in such big relief and panted once or twice since he had not taken a dump that felt that great in well.. never. He had to admit although things were very embarrassing as he was forced to wear a diaper and drink from a milk bottle like a baby that felt like the only good part. Actually scratch that it wasn't the only good part because just when Marcus thought it was too good to be true Dr. Mcflair whistled to get Marcus attention. He had been watching the whole thing much the the pigs sweaty embarrassment but that embarrassment soon turned into excitement as Marcus had his dirty full diaper removed and replaced with a clean clean fresh diaper by a different hand, his dirty buttcheeks were not wiped like he had expected them too get to which the dragon explains “I know very reliving right? Don't mind me you just do your business and if you do it without any problems to my machines or without restraint to hold it i'll throw in a bonus first day check of $2,000 dollars.” And to the pig's surprise he actually did have another check with his name in full on it but for $2,000 dollars he even showed it in full on screen for Marcus to show it wasn't a fake, it was true! “Y-you're really paying me that much money to just lay here and poop all day?” Marcus blushed while asking in disbelief to which the dragon nodded “Yup nothing more nothing less fill 100 and all of its yours. So what do ya say you want the job? I see potential for a really good boy on my claws” He did that flashy toothy smile of his again and Marcus getting tummy pains grunted again and huffed and puffed turning away from the monitor as his tummy churned and bubbled and he felt his ass cheeks spread far apart again as another monstrous wet sloppy turd made its long disgusting pathway into the seat of his diaper with an audible crinkling plop. His butt let out a wet shart after that and he panted as his butt cheeks felt so…filthy…so..gross,but…so right. It was like warm wet pig mud and he liked having this kinda shit caked all over his sweaty glossy fat pig crack and wanted it to stay their he’d almost hoped the hands wouldn't wipe him but he'd never admit too it, and even better the dragon after the second load let one of the hands after his diaper removal into the waste container pat his stanky ass like he was some kind of farm animal, now that boner was on full display along with his dirty butt cheeks for the doctor to see. He couldn't deny it any longer and when he was re-diapered he turned to the gigantic monitor with the dragon looking proudly down at him and nodded his head in a submissive yes fashion. “Yes sir…please.” “EXCELLENT!! Your hired, now you keep being a good little piggy for me alrighty and poop your diapers “ The dragon said as if Marcus were 2 years old without an understanding of vocabulary, and well…Marcus actually liked being talked to like that almost like he wasn't expected to do much like he usually was. Marcus truly wondered by fat pig turd diaper number 16 what he was becoming?

Part 5- All in a day's work
Throughout the rest of the procedure Marcus gave no resistance even when Dr. Mcflair left and it wasnt because there wasn't any point to even though that was also true but it was actually because the stinky pig had started to like the process actually. He would be bottle fed by the mechanical arms each time after 5 full diapers had been made in order to recharge his manure making machine that was his dirty smelly rear end and on each filling his stomach would gurgle, hed let out a long wet fart that visibly came out of his butthole for all to not only smell but see as well, heck after diaper 73 the barn had been shrouded in green fog of stinky pig farts,and well after each fart the rich smelly product would come crackling and sliding out from out the pig from in between his crap caked cheeks. Marcus loved how his butt would just continue to get filthier and filthier and best part was he didn't feel any sort of rash as if Mcflair had accounted for that because on diaper #50 a needle caught Marcus by surprise and he winced at the strange injection, luckily to his relife Mcflair had come on after that to diaper #51 to explain it was just an anti-rashing agent that would carry on throughout the month he was going to be ‘working’. And then finally came diaper filling number #100 where Marcus got one last feeding of the bottle of milk he'd actually started to like as his tail would sway and his eyes would close upon feeding at the good tasting creamy milk he would be getting often from now on. Marcus made a big push strangely and almost giddy to make his last diaper poop as a nice wet huge turd filled the diaper and plopped in turning it from white to brown with his cheeks letting out a wet disgusting fart beforehand. Marcus sighed in huge relief and the funny thing was Marcus didn't lose weight at all in fact he actually gained weight, something was definitely at play with that bottle noticing he was heavier and fatter. Once the diaper was loaded,wrapped and put into waste containment of the green foggy stinky room the hands that had held his wrist down for so long let go of his legs and the wrist restraints unclamped as now he could finally get down from the changing table and stood up as he did so. He took a gander at his appalling dirty butt he came in more disgusting than ever a even fatter sweaty blue haired pig with so much shit caking his butt anyone had thought he just sat in someone's wedding cake with the largest fattest layer sticking to his ass at the bottom it was so gross and it was big too. His turd caked butt visibly steamed from its work ethic today and steamed green too with stench, but Marcus loved it. He loved feeling the mess come out and his messy bun cakes oh how it felt good to be filthy deep within his pig genes and he knew it. While Marcus was trying to find his footing having been restrained for so long a hand comes down too marcus and the hand puts a diaper on him but it wasn't like the other diapers this one had marcus’s name on it labeled in the back and felt more rubbery and stretchy like as if elastic almost like his smooth skin and it wasn't a tape on either it was a pull on diaper that was forced over his ankled by one hand lifting his foot up and the other getting the diaper on him. “H-hey I don't think I need this anymore i'm done for today” marcus insisted to the hand but was interrupted by a familiar voice “Oh but on the contrary that's your uniform.” The metal doors of the barn swing open and coming face to face from the darkness of the outside world was Dr. Mcflair who had 2 well deserving checks in his claws. He walked over to Marcus and the pig was going to walk towards Mcflair but was stopped by the hand again leaving only Mcflair to approach “hang on big boy I have one more gift for you before I send ya on home. You did good today. I'm so proud of you ``''You really mean it?” Marcus said all perked up as he somehow felt like a ‘big boy’ when the dragon who was acting more like an adult than him at this point said he was proud of him. “Of course I do! Now hold still.” Marcus did as he was told and closed his eyes and when he did he felt a sharp prick in his neck at which he winced and found himself getting very tired. He felt something like paper go into his diaper front and stick out as he felt his stomach grow really hot. Like..lava was brewing in his abdomen however he trusted Dr. Mcflair now and so keeping his eyes closed he got the urge to squat and when he did his butt erupted. BLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRTTTTTTTT a large lava pool of wet mushy pig logs dumps filled the seat of his rubber diaper along with each dump leaking out green brownish diarrhea in between loads of fat butter bread fresh out the oven. Marcus crapped out at least 12 logs in his pants and then and only then when he felt much better he opened his eyes. He was now wearing a diaper that radiated stink aura in clear warm stench lines but no flies because any fly that attempted to infest his diaper faltered and perished to the foul stench of wet runny pig feces. His diaper sagged barely off the floor much to his liking and 12 huge lumps were made making it a huge lumpy loaded diaper with the ebay part diarrhea dripping off of his butt and being plastered in disgusting poop.”I-I….” Marcus hugged the dragon tightly and sniffled joyfully “fank chu boss” to which the dragon replies “No sweat kiddo you been such a good baby boy today you deserve that uniform. Now big guy, how about you go home and get ready for tomorrow alright?” Marcus let go and nodded his head waddling to his car in the moonlight. He got into it and breathed a sigh of comfort and relief as he felt how warm and nice the poop squished against his butt was when he sat in his car seat. Marcus started his car as Dr.Mcflair closed the barn up then waved goodbye to his new employee Marcus driving off to his home with many thoughts going through his head, but one thought stuck out from the rest. “Why did I think being treated like a baby was..fun? Eh I’m sure it's just a phase I'll get over it.” Sniff sniff “Whoa wee! Boss wasn't kidding when he said my poop was worth a fortune!”