Warning! This story contains A Feral Pet Pig and Scat.   
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                                Un-House Trained Hog
                                        By, PoopyWolf

The farm was a nice plot of land to raise animals even if one particular one for Rocky became a pet for him and that pet was a pink chubby brown spotted pig creatively named Thunder. He got that name for the kind of thunderous gas he produced from his hind quarters and from how good he was at herding the other farm animals around the place. Today though Thunder would be home alone for a few hours as Rocky had to run errands in supplying the farm with more food for the animals and equipment. He trusted Thunder enough to not break anything or have an accident in the house, after all he was trained and he was a really chill pig. Rocky came up to Thunder's rear as the pig was eating from his dish bowl to break the news to his companion.

“Okay bud I’ll be back in a bit alright?” He told his little buddy reaching down to pet Thunders head who responded by smiling and licking his master's palm. “Awww you're such a good pig. Not even gonna miss me eh?” He laughed “Haha kidding. Okay Thunder im off you behave now.” And with those words Rocky pulled up his overalls and truck keys from the front pocket of them before heading out the front door to his truck soon the noise of a fading engene being heard off into the distance by the pig. Now Thunder was home alone, and with his food still remaining in his dish bowl he resumed eating the slop up in a messy manner like the pig he was.

2 Hours had passed since Thunder had finished eating his food in the kitchen and now laid on his big belly in his favorite spot around the entire house which was the living room recliner. For a Pet Pig he sure did love watching cartoons on the TV, and with this much time on the pig's hooves it was clear Rocky could be back any minute by now. This was a bad thing because Thunder started to feel a pressure in his gut that he tried to ignore because it was less important to him than his TV, but that pressure soon grew into wet farts that erupted like bubbles out of the fat pig's butt.When he got a got a whiff and snout full of what at least 6 farts smelled and felt like coming from his behind that's when it dawned on him he needed to go outside immediately.

And so Thunder got up from the recliner, his tailhole quivering at the immense load in his gut trying to break the doors down to the outside world via his anus. At this point it was becoming a bit too much even for thunder as now a sharp pain coursed through him the second he got up and his belly gurgle loudly. He winced in pain as a silence killing shart came out and brown specs of pig feces got on his master's rug turning Thunder from mildly annoyed to full on panic knowing, Master was would kill him if he saw what he did to his rug.

It only got worse as he tried to move forward but the shift in his gut instantly caused him discomfort forcing him to stay in place and face the consequences of his bad decision on trying to ignore the now un-avoidable threat his own chubby bum imposed. A Threat that in the next few seconds would come to light as Thunder felt it deeply in his bowels heaving and heaving unable to stop the disgusting thing about to come out of him. He squealed and instinctively his tail went up slowly followed by a loud crackling sound with his butt cheeks spreading apart. A long juicy turd started to peak out of his quivering shaking butt from his opening tailhole wide enough to be 2 whole feet wide. The slimy green thick turd slowly but surely was being pooped out into the open by the grunting pig coming in all its baked smelly glory leaving anyone in a 15 mile radius with teary eyes from the horrid smell it produced. 

Thunder pushed and pushed until he felt the nasty logs mushy tipped end just about to squeeeeeze the remains of his food out onto the floor now leaving him so much more relieved. His chubby cheeks were coated like peanut butter spread in fresh steamy pig shit with it was so huge it even gave the boy a slight erection while and after he pushed out his baked brownie treats. However now that the deed was done with one last vile fllllrrrrrrrrrrrrtttttt causing the massive fresh loaf of pig manure to thud onto the rug Thunder began to realize what he had done, his erection dissipating.

He had just taken a massive dump on his master's living room rug and was gonna be a bacon foder pig now. When he turned to look at it he shook not out of relief, but from how massive it was having come out of his now coated and sore green steamed behind. Thunder sadly though couldn't catch a break even after all that as he heard a knock at the door. At first he oinked loudly and viciously at who he'd have thought would be an intruder like most pets do ,but it was far worse…it was his master Rocky.

“Hey boy I’m home!” Chimed the dragon carrying supplies in his arms. “Did you miss-” And it was at this moment where that sentence fell frozen as he smelled and saw what the now cowering instead of oinking pig had done to his rug. Thunder immediately scampered under the coffee table, his shit covered steaming rosy butt for all to see thinking if no one could see his face then he was hidden. Rocky though only sighed and though was disappointed at first cared too much about his Thunder and didnt wanna scold him. He also knew that it was partially his fault for over feeding him and not having installed a door of some sort for Thunder to let himself out.

Rocky, setting the supplies down having to walk past the gross, disgusting most largest pig turd he had ever seen in his life, went to comfort his ashamed pig as he picked Thunder up who looked down. “Awww don't beat yourself up big guy I know you didn't mean too. How about I give you a nice bubble bath?” And despite not wanting to he did it just to make the pig feel assured and happy by giving his nasty rear loving pats which Thunder received well now knowing he wasn't in trouble by this. “Hehe now theirs the Thunder I know. Such a good boy” Thunder smiled and licked his master back on the cheek having been comforted, and wrapped his hooves around Rocky’s neck before resting his rancid behind in the dragon's arms much to Rocky's content.
“Sigh What am I gonna do with a big stinker like you?” 

The story ends with Rocky cleaning up Thunder’s shit and his fowl bottom getting a bubble bath.