Pigman Finds Love

Merry Martigan staggers through the rainy streets, very thankful for both the downpour and nightfall, giving him a much better chance of escape than he might otherwise have. Clutching his side, which is oozing blood, he fearfully makes his way through the city streets, hoping against hope that he might outpace his attackers and find some blessed soul that might give him shelter. Running out of breath, and sure as sure can be that he can still hear them behind him, he half-falls into a large wooden door, knocking and moaning. "SQWEEEENK, please, please help me! PLEASE!"

 

Avessina was startled by the loud noise, but was quick to run to the door, since whomever was behind it needed help. She opened the door - and was surprised at what she saw.

She felt a bit suspicious at first, but as she looked upon the Pigman more closely, she noticed that he was bleeding, and heavily so. "C'mon, get in" she said, guiding him over to her bed. "Lie down here, I'll grab some medicine!" she commanded him, as she began scurrying around the room, collecting various herbs, bandages and other medical equipment.

 

Merry Martigan grunts and groans, tears mixing with the rain slicking down his face. He lurches inside, his face twisted in a grimace of pain and fear, gripping his injured belly with one hand and reaching out for something to keep balance with the other. Tall and large as he is, it only takes a handful of steps to cross the room, and with a gasp he collapses on the bed, the pigman staring up at the ceiling for a moment before flicking his gaze to the door. "P-Please, they're coming for me...I d-didn't do anything, I swear!"

 

Avessina looks at him, into his eyes. For some reason she just can't understand, she does believe him. She nods, as she slowly, and gently removes the Pigmans hand from his wound. "oh, god...what happened to you?" she said, as she picked up a clean rag, which she pours some alcohol on. "this is gonna sting.." she says, as she brings the rag to his wound, cleaning it carefully.

She picks up a few herbs, crushing them until they are little less than dust. She pours them into a bowl of hot water, and places some bandages in there, to soak of the herbs.

 

Merry Martigan breathes hard and fast, still certain that they're coming, they're going to find him, and they're going to finish the job. "Th-these farmers saw me a-and started to chase me! They think I did something, think I hurt someone, but I didn't, I didn't! I only just traveled here, I p-promise!" He blinks and enormous, salty tears drool down his cheeks, the pigman gritting his teeth and trying not to outright cry. "O-one of them hit me with a wood-axe, a-and I ran and ran...I thought I was going to die!" The tears begin spilling consistently then, and he squeals in pain as she pokes at the wound. Laying back, he clamps a hand over his eyes, too overcome by the situation.

 

Avessina places one hand on the pigman's forehead, gently and carefully caressing it. "Sch...I'ts alright..I won't let anyone hurt you...You're safe here." Staring at the pigmans wounds, and his tearful eyes, she thinks 'Who could do something like this just out of spite?'.

She picks up the wet bandages after a while. Before wrapping them around the wound, she places a clean, soft rag on it, and then wraps the bandages around it and the wound. After she'd done treating the wound, she resumes her gentle patting and caressing of his head and on one of his arms, comforting him.

 

Merry Martigan eventually stops shuddering, Avessina's ministrations doing much to calm him; perhaps it is because she's a healer, or it might simply be her warm, caring personality, but he feels incredibly safe in here with her. He believes her wholeheartedly when she promises he'll be free from danger, the pigman relaxing much more as his fear dissipates. Her touch is so calming and reassuring, like nothing he's ever felt; he lifts his hand away from his eyes to look upon her, and his terror is completely forgotten as he sees her beautiful, gentle face. He turns a deep, deep red, then, when his soaked, leather pants begin to tent up, impossible not to notice. "urgh...em...s-sorry, I didn't, uhm, m-mean too..."

 

Avessina places one hand over her mouth as she notices his bulge, gasping quietly. A blush is spreading quickly on her face as she looks to the side, flustered by the erection. "O-Oh, don't..don't worry about it. I mean-You're a man, and it..happens sometimes..." her voice gets a bit lower as she whispers. "A-At any rate, we need to remove your clothes, otherwise you could catch a cold, or worse." Saying this, her voice regains a bit of its composure, but her blush grows a lot more noticeable.

 

Merry Martigan silently berates himself, though the looks on his face communicates his shame and anger at himself. This wonderful woman has taken him in, saved him from certain death, and of course he can't keep his disgusting body from reacting like this! He curls the fingers of one hand into a fist, keeping it hidden so as not to scare her, but he imagines smashing it into his groin as punishment. Her voice distracts him from that, though, and he nods, beginning to remove his simple cloth shirt. He winces and squeals in pain, though, the movement bothering his wound, apparently. Looking up at her with embarrassment, he speaks in an apologetic tone. "I-I don't think I can get them off..."

 

Avessina swallows and nods softly. "No n-need to worry. I'll..I'll help" she says, her voice sounding a bit more nervous now. She sits down next ho the Pigman, on the bed, as she slowly places her hands on the upper part of his pants. She swallows again, and takes a deep breath. 'You can do this' she thinks to herself. 'you've never been with a man, nor seen one naked, but you have seen naked animals..'

Slowly, and with great care to not cause discomfort to the Pigman, she pulls down his trousers. As his naked cock becomes visible, she finds herself gazing at it - perhaps longing for it on some deep level of her conscience.

 

Merry Martigan swallows ashamedly, practically glowing with embarrassment as his now painfully hard prick strains against the leather of his pants. He has to bite his lip as the material drags over his incredibly sensitive head, the pigman trying desperately not to blow his load right then and there, never having been so close to a woman not horrified of him. He audibly gasps as it bounces free, the entirety of his engorged prick standing up proudly before her, almost as though challenging her. It's the same sort of greyish-pink color as the rest of him, though decidedly darker in tone, and mottled with lighter spots here and there. It's certainly a powerful looking thing, virile, with one enormous, throbbing vein coursing up the side of it facing her. It seems ugly in a way, like a tool of war, something meant to do harm; whether that's because of his kin's reputation or something else isn't immediately obvious. It's certainly huge, too, thicker than her wrist, the big, bloated head covered in cute little warts probably too big to fit in her palm.

 

Avessina gasps as she looks upon the strange cock. Being preoccupied by the learning of her trade, she'd never seen one before in her life - but of what she'd heard from the other women of the village, this cock would put any other man to shame!

She felt a hot-flash surge through her body, in a way she hadn't felt before in her life. Placing one hand just above the cock, she brings her gaze up to meet the pigs eyes. Her eyes are seemingly filled with a mixture of lust, intrigue and caring. "Y-you're body is cold...I-I'm gonna..need to make you warmer, okay?" she says, slowly letting her hand slide onto the large shaft, taking it in her hand, gripping it most gently.

Feeling its warmth in her hand, the pulsating of the blood within it, she moves her hand very carefully up and down, and places her hand on his stomach, rubbing it as well.

 

Merry Martigan opens his mouth to warn her off, tell her not to touch it, but he's too slow, and there's nothing he can do. His he slams back into the pillow, his tongue hanging out of his mouth, as he involuntarily thrusts his hips upward at her touch, the thick, greasy, wet prick fucking up through her fingers incredibly lewdly. It's not another moment gone by when that big vein pulses madly, and his urethra bulges under her hand as an enormous torrent of pigspunk surges up his length. The first gout fires high up into the air and splatters against the roof, so quickly she might have missed it; the second is a fair bit slower, though more voluminous, the yellowish-white cum bubbling up and out and coating his cockhead before slipping down the sides. It hardly stops there, a third jets of viscous, messy seed shooting up a bit, this one splashing against the near wall, and nearly a dozen more come after it, less and less in quantity each time, some spurting out with force, but most simply oozing out and down his length. The scent of it is immediate and powerful, a heady, masculine smell inflicting ideas of baser, more primitive urges, practically stinging her nostrils as it begins to fill the small room. By the end, a good thirty seconds after it's started, Marty is panting and half-conscious, and the bed, the wall, and probably Avessina herself are a disgusting, sloppy mess.

 

 Avessina more or less froze up as the Pigman spurted out his seed, her gaze transfixed on the large cock. Much of it splatters onto her face, her fingers and her clothes, but she doesn't stop looking at the cock. Once he stops cumming, she places one hand on some of the spunk on her face, wiping it down to her mouth and tasting it. The strong, manly taste of his cum, mixed together with his most exquisite scent makes the warmth in her chest spread quickly, and grow like wildfire inside of her!

She stands up, her face flushed red, and removes her skirt, letting it fall down onto the floor. She stands before him, naked - her ample C-cup bosom, her lithe, curvacious body, her shapely, bubbly butt - all of it can be seen as she stands there, panting softly for a few seconds, before she lays down next to the pigman. "B-Bodyheat...wo-works best.." she says, her voice trembling as her soft, glistening skin pushes up against the Pigman. She caresses his stomach, softly.

 

Merry Martigan takes a minute or two to come back to reality, having had the most mind-shattering orgasm of his life, sweating and sucking in air, out of his head as he simply tries to regulate his body once more. Licking his lips, his eyes flutter, the first sight he catches being the goop dripping from the ceiling. It stuns him for a moment, the pigman thinking he must be in tremendous trouble; turning his head, his eyes nearly bulge right out of his skull as he takes in the sight of her nude body. He's never seen anything so utterly beautiful, beyond simple attraction, she's utterly stunning, Marty enraptured as he gazes at her. Attraction certainly plays a part, though, as in moments his big pig cock is bulging and bouncing up to attention once again. Those curves, her gorgeous, flawless skin, the pleasant plumpness she has in all the right places, it all makes his mouth water, the pigman unconsciously drooling. He's at a loss as she murmurs, simply doing his best to slide over the little bit he can and give her some room. The sensation of her naked body pressed up against him is wonderful, not in a particularly sexual way, but...it feels right somehow. It goes the same for the way she so nicely rubs his belly, the pigman feeling natural, somehow, perhaps for the first time in his life. Laying there, he simply watches her, enjoying the feel of her next to him and her cherishable beauty.

 

Avessina feels the warmth coming off the Pigmans body, but her mind is already made up - she's come this far, and want to see this through to the end. She leans towards her Porcine patient, and gently kisses his chest, then his neck, on his snout and lastly, a big, passionate kiss on the mouth, where her tongue darts into his mouth and prods carefully around his mouth. She feels much of his drool, and eagerly laps it up. Slowly, she lets her hand on his stomach slide down, and give his cock a few playful strokes, before she moves his large hand towards her bosom. She's moaning softly into the Pigmans mouth, her eyes closed as she's enjoying this sensation. Feeling the warmth inside of her grow ever more, her cunt seems to become wetter - as if preparing itself for what's to come.

 

Merry Martigan gasps as the remarkable girl presses her lips against him, embarrassed once again by his greasy, sweaty body; then again, his thick, nasty cum is still clinging to her face...maybe she doesn't mind him? That idea seems to gain a foothold as she keeps kissing at him, until she meets his fat, piggy lips, taking him entirely by surprise. Awkwardly he fumbles his lips and tongue against her, slobbering on her face as he tries to figure out how to go about kissing her. She seems...hungry? Like, like she wants him...that can't be right, though, no one wants him, he's foul, he's disgusting, he's a pigman! But she's literally lapping up his saliva like it's ale, and, those are happy sounds she's making, aren't they? Woah! That moan definitely means she's enjoying it! Her fingers tracing down his belly and gripping around his still sticky cock makes him twitch, the pigman breaking the kiss and gasping, drool hanging in strings between their mouths. "Gnnngh! Ah ah ah gnnngh! G-gonna cum agaaaaaain!"

 

Avessina reacted quickly to his words, as she turned around, wrapping her lips around the tip of his cock. Her wet tongue licked around the tip of his shaft, tasting it and lapping up the seed from his previous shot. Gently, she bought her head down a bit, moaning as she suckled it eagerly.

She stopped, for just a second, to look back at her porcine lover. Some deep instinct within her made it all seem perfect...Just absolutely perfect. She smiled, and lowered her mouth down onto his large, strange cock once more. Both of her hands were on the shaft now, rubbing it intensely as some of her cunt-juices started leaking out of her.

 

Merry Martigan has to clap a hand over his mouth as he squeals loudly, trying desperately not to bust right then and there. His mind is blown, the pigman shocked that she'd do such a thing, his ultra-sensitive cock twitching in her mouth. There's no doubting it, then, that she's very very much into him! That's a strange feeling, though he doesn't have time to dwell on it, all his focus going to holding back as long as he can. It's unimaginable how wondrous her mouth feels on him, especially the way her tongue runs over those little nubs on his head. He stares happily at her upturned ass, enthralled by the sight of moisture slipping from those pretty little pussy lips, something he's seen a number of times he can count it on his fingers. She starts jerking him roughly, though, and he can't stop it any more, the pigman crying out in blinding pleasure as he cums violently right into her mouth. If she thought he had spent himself on the first time, she was dead wrong; this load is just as powerful, and just as enormous. A gigantic wad flies up out of his tip, splattering against the back of her mouth, and the second burst fills her up and makes her cheeks puff out. The taste is monstrously overpowering, scouring her tastebuds of any other flavor and staining them with his, salty and greasy and definitively male. Further jets of boiling jizz come up, and despite her best efforts to swallow it down, it begins seeping out around his shaft, and bubbling up out of her nose.

 

Avessina does her best to swallow as much of his Salty, greasy semen, but given that it's not only her first time - but her first time with so much cum, there is a lot of it running out from her mouth - indeed, even out of her nose, making her smell the salty cum as well.

After another thirty seconds, when the pig stops cumming, she slowly takes the cock out from her mouth, coughing in between her deep breathes. Small beads of sweat run down alongside her body, as she turns around, looking into the Pigmans eyes, some of his cum running out from the corner of her mouth.

"H-haah...aaah...yo-you..feeling good enough...to..f-fuck me?" she asks him, her voice trebling as she leans over the large Pigman, her ample breasts rubbing up on his body.

 

Merry Martigan recovers from his twitching, overwhelming orgasm a little quicker this time, panting and oinking as he comes back down from it, smiling lazily at her. She's incredibly lovely to behold, her arousal causing her to blush here and there, her body shining with sweat. The scent of his seed is so heavy in the air - he's pretty used to it, being that he's been stuck with it most of his life, but it still makes him feel randy. What a sight, all that sloppy jizz of his dripping down her chin, splattering on those pretty tits of hers...it's enough to cause his prick to stir again, though not harden right up yet. THAT happens when she so enticingly asks him the question, blood surging into his pigcock like his life depends on it, making it bounce and rub against her hip. "Y-you want to do that? With m-me?!" Swallowing, he stares at her in disbelief, though he nods his head eagerly, setting his chubby face to wobbling.

 

Avessina giggles, as she leans in closer towards his porcine face, and gives him a kiss once more. She laps up more of his saliva, before she breaks it and gazes at him. Slowly, she places one of her hands on his large, chubby face, caressing it gently. "I-I..I do. For some reason...It feels just..right, you know? Like I've been waiting for this moment - waiting for you - almost all of my life." she blushes heavily as she says so. even so, her soft voice has not a single trace of regret of fright - only passion, and love. "S-So, please....Fuck me as long as you like!"

Slowly, she begins rubbing the large cock between her ass-cheeks, as she can feel the pulsation of the blood within it, the warmth emanating from it.

 

Merry Martigan eagerly meets her kiss this time, smacking his big lips against hers and slobbering all over her mouth, his big tongue pushing in to her mouth to lick all around it, leaving drool as it goes. Blinking up at her, he listens intently as she speaks, his eyes going wider and wider as she opens her heart to him. He can hardly believe his ears; love?! Him?! He had never even dared dream a beautiful woman like her would say that to him, yet here she is, covered in his cum already, can't get enough of him, professing her desire. So maybe it's that, or maybe it's the way she rubs his prick so delightfully against her nice rump, that triggers those bestial tendencies buried deep within him. Suddenly he reaches out, arms shooting under her legs and hooking them at the knees as he sits up and lifts her into the air! He snorts with effort, but he's swift, quickly maneuvering the pair of them around, laying her on her upper back, that tight, dripping snatch held up in the air. Unsatisfied, he repositions, grasping the back of her knees and folding her in half, pushing her legs up so her ankles are resting above her head; like this, her moist pussy is lewdly on display, even pulled open slightly. He oinks and grunts and licks his lips as that studded dickhead pokes against her, Marty growing more and more uncontrollably excited. Looking up into her eyes, he can see the wanton desire there; the idea of holding back leaves his head entirely, the slutty woman's appearance driving him wild. It takes him a few moments of moving his hips back and forth, but finally that warty prickhead pushes against the folds of her womanhood. Shivering with pleasure, he stares her right in the eyes and slams his hips forward, driving his entire ten inch, very thick cock into her.

 

Avessina tenses up sharply, as she large, ten-inch dick makes it way into her virgin hole. She grits her teeth and shuts her eyes, breathing heavily and fast. The pain is great when her hymen is torn apart by his bestial cock - but somehow, hidden amongst the pain, there is pleasure, Pleasure more deep and profound than even she herself can understand. A raw, basic instinct, perhaps? Her hands Grasps she bedsheets underneath them, and a loud groan passes through her lips. Her cunt is clenching tightly around the large cock buried between her thighs.

After a few seconds, seconds that feels like hours, she opens her eyes, gazing into her lovers face. Her own face is red with excitement, as she softly parts her lips, and speaks. "Puh-please...Keep..Going~!" she exclaims, her voice trembling with pure lust and love, as she does her best to relax her womanhood.

 

Merry Martigan himself goes crosseyed as he drives himself to the hilt inside her, smacking harshly up against her cervix. Oh, what a glorious feeling! Warm, wet, tight, PERFECT! He couldn't begin to describe it, even if he could form words right now, the pigman snorting and gasping wildly as he takes in all the sensations of her clenching twat. He's unable to do much but stand there and simply savor it for a good minute or two, his sweaty hands gripping her legs tightly. Oh, after so long, he gets to feel this amazing thing, all thanks to her! He leans in, his fat belly pressing against her as he looms over her face, long strings of warm drooling trailing down his chin onto her cheeks. Mmph, the way she begs him to keep going makes his cock twitch and pulse inside her, somehow getting even harder. He would - he will - but first... Marty pushes his long, broad tongue out, spilling slaver over her again as he does. She's so incredibly attractive, all red in the face, sweaty and still coated in his pigcum; he has to show her how happy and thankful he is. So, with his broad dick still throbbing in her cunt, he leans in and begins lapping at her, noisily, oinking as he quickly drags his tongue against her again and again. More than once does he come to her lips, forcing his tongue inside to lick every part of her he can find; after a minute her entire face is "clean", shining with his spit, her hair plastered in places.

 

Avessina gasped loudly at first, when the rough, wide tongue began lapping and licking at her. Though, not long after he'd started his lickings, moans escape from her mouth. At times, she opens her mouth just enough to tease her Porcine lover, and at other times, she opens her mouth just enough for his tongue to enter her mouth, letting her own, much smaller tongue play around with his.

Her body reacts to this just like any woman most likely would - with pleasure. She shudders, as her tight cunt clenches around the cock buried within her, then unclenches again. Teasing the Pigman, she does this as he licks her face clean, his wet, thick saliva coating her and cleaning her.

 

Merry Martigan presses a bundle of sweet kisses to her face, thinking that would be a little more appropriate - as receptive as she is, she probably doesn't realize what a sign of affection it is for a pigman to lick someone like that - Marty wanting her to know just how happy and thankful he is. Remembering her pleading, though, he snorts powerful, tensing up and flexing his ugly cock inside her. Keep going, she said, and before that, fuck her as long as he wants...he's definitely not going to deny her any of that! Pressing his palms to the underside of her knees, holding them there right above her shoulders, pinning her to the bed, he begins drawing himself out of her, the ridge of his enormous, bloated head, and those nubby warts all pulling and tugging at her silken walls as he goes. He grits his teeth, the pleasure of even that incredibly intense, making him want to rut into her with abandon; she's a proper lady though, he remembers, and he's absolutely going to treat her like one! Pulling out almost entirely, he stops before the crown of his cock pops out, waits for a moment, then presses back in until the tip of his member is pressed against her cervix once again.

 

Avessina feels her body shivering, reacting to those nubby warts on his cock, that seem to reach and rub just exactly at the right spot. As the large Pigman pulls out his cock, she looks at him, with a slight look of confusion and begging, only for it to be replaced by a look of imminent lust as the large member pushes itself into her once more. She bites at her lower lip, as she feels the tip of that strange, ugly cock pressing against her cervix. Her large, ample tits rocks quickly in the motion of his thrust, "jiggling" as they buck up and down.

Her mouth swings wide open, as some of her drool escapes her mouth during the moan-filled opening. "N-NgghA~!" Whatever pain she felt during his initial thrust has completely vanished - now, all she feels is the pleasure, the lust, the love!

 

Merry Martigan shivers, his tongue hanging out again as he smiles widely, enjoying himself so immensely. Oh ho, and does that little squeal ever incense his desire, Marty peering down at her first to make sure she's all right, and grinning as he sees she's simply loving it. Loving the way her pussy is pushed wide open by him, loving the way it scrapes against her sensitive flesh, loving the way that a big fat pigman is sitting on top of her with his nasty pigcock stuck all the way inside her. Oh, he could not be happier, he thinks, this beauty of beauties so giving of herself to him and loving it the whole time. It finally occurs to him, though it's a quiet little voice in the back of his head, that by human standards, she's a dirty little lady, isn't she? He doesn't remain on that for more than a moment though, chuckling goofily as he leans down and wraps his lips around one of her teats, sucking it as hard as he can. He flicks the hard little nipple with his tongue as he pulls back again, dragging through her sopping pussy, then back in. Distracting himself with suckling from her breast as though he was trying to feed from her, he works his hips back and forth again, driving that giant pile of pigmeat in and out of her, soon settling into a slow rhythm as he draws sloppy noises from her cooch.

 

Avessina embraces the large, fat Pigman with one of her arms, softly caressing and patting the top of his head. she smiles and pants, as she can feel his large, wet tongue playing with her nipple, his lips locked around the teat lovingly.

As her porcine lover begins to slowly move his large member in and out of her tight, curvacious body, she gasps - indeed, she gasps with every thrust into her, as she lovingly tries to wrap her legs around his waist, to hold him closer and to signify her complete willingness before him.

Her tight, wet walls clench softly around the large Pigmeat making its way in and out of her. From her mouth, not only gasps can be heard - but her tongue is licking her lips softly.

 

Merry Martigan lets his greasy hands slip from her legs - hey, why not let her do what she wants? - digging one into the bedding under her head, cupping it affectionately. She wants him, wants him so fully that she's grasping and pulling at him, trying to keep him from pulling out too much...it's almost too much for him to bear, he might cry if he wasn't so busy cramming his dick into her! Lifting his head back, he lets her nipple pull taut and then finally pop free of his lips, setting the perfectly-sized breast to wobbling. His mouth free again, he spots her wiggling tongue, and leans in to catch it, kissing her sloppily and running his own tongue against hers. It's maddening how amazing it feels when she squeezes down on him, and as he holds her so tenderly, kissing her as he drives himself in and out, hearing her making those cute little sounds, he realizes he can't take very much more. Oinking and gasping for breath as he struggles to hold his orgasm at bay, he looks into her gorgeous eyes, raising his free hand to stroke her cheek a little awkwardly. "A-are you close?"

 

Avessina nods quickly, as a wry smile is locked on her face. "y-YeS! YEs! I'mm..I'M.." she pants forward the words, as she just can't seem to hold herself back anymore - she climaxes, and boy, does she climax hard! Her cunt clenches vigorously around the pigmeat buried within her, as she digs her trembeling fingers into his large back, clinging onto him for dear life as her entire body nearly quakes with utmost pleasure! She bites down on her lips, doing her best to stifle her moans and screams of pleasure - something that she does with mixed result. "N-NnggHH~ AA-AasH!"

 

Merry Martigan happily keeps up the pace, excited and eager to get the sweet young woman off, so lovely and deserving as she is. So when she gets there, her face screwing up as pleasure slams into her, he can't help but grin like a fool - that is, until she clamps down on his cock like a vice! All his will crumbles in that moment, and he squeals like a stuck pig as her hot, gripping cunt milks him ruthlessly, driving him over the edge of orgasm once again! His hips tremble and jerk as some instinctive urge in the back of his head tells him to force his way as deep into her as he can; he complies, already having lost control, just in time for that thick, gooey, yellow-white pigcum to start flooding out of his warty cock, splashing right up against the entrance to her womb. Marty holds her tight as he cums relentlessly, shuddering as every ounce of creamy seed is coaxed out of his burly ballsack, the volume of his jizz such that halfway through his climax, her belly is already slightly bulging, and viscous spunk is leaking out from her cuntlips. For the first time in his life, the pigman feels completely, utterly satisfied, raw pleasure coursing through him and a primal fulfillment settling over his mind. More or less collapsing on top of her, he pants and gasps, as once again he's recovering, this time after having...after...he just came inside her. Oh...

 

Avessina lies there, with the large pigman ontop of her, panting as the blush on her face is slowly fading, even if just by a little. One of her hands softly caresses it's way upwards towards her porcine lover's face, where she places it gently on his cheek, feeling his warmth.

Slowly, her pants and moans die out a little, and she begins to speak, her voice trembling softly. "T-That...That was...increadable." she kisses the Big pigman on the forehead. A gentle smile is spread across her face, and in her eyes, bliss, satisfaction and love is shining visibly.

 

Merry Martigan seems suddenly distraught, swallowing hard and placing a hand on his forehead to hold it. He just came inside her, which means...she's pregnant. She's definitely pregnant. There's no way she isn't, it's absurdly rare for a woman to not conceive when a pigman looses his seed in her. Looking her in the eyes, he's confused and worried; does she just not realize he knocked her up? Swallowing again, he looks away, his lips trembling. "I-I'm so sorry, I-I didn't mean to...to do it, um, inside..."

 

Avessina giggles, as she brings his face closer to her own, giving the Pigman a soft kiss on his snout. "It's fine...I liked it. Besides..." she rubs her belly, looking down on it, and then looking up at Marty with a smile on her face. "...it feels right somehow...Like this was meant to be." the blush returns to her face, but the smile grows, turning into a grin.

"I,eh...I hope you'll...take responsibility for this" These words are more akin to whispers than regular speech.

 

Merry Martigan blinks a few times as it her words hit him; she's not upset. She's not upset! She liked it and it feels right and she's not upset! Marty can't help but squeal with utter joy (and relief), pressing his head against hers and hugging her tight. He kisses her, really kisses her, all over the side of her head, and on her cheek, exulting, because she's not upset - she's happy he just knocked her up! Pressing his snout to her lips, he gives her oinky, adoring kisses, stroking her hair lovingly as he does. "Yes! I will, I will! Y-you're going to have my piglets, I'm so happy!" He lavishes her with another series of kisses, practically laughing as he does. Leaving one last big smooch on her lips, he leans back a bit grinning like a complete idiot, then frowns a bit as something occurs to him. "Oh, um, by the way...what's your name? I'm Martigan, but you can call me Marty!"

 

Avessina chuckles as she licks up some of the slobber and Saliva on her lips. "My name is Avessina. Most just call me 'Sina." She smiles, before a thought hits her.

"I just realized something: we can't remain in the city for long. Word will spread sooner or later that you're here, and I don't want those nasty men hurting you!" She says this with worry in her voice, as she gives Marty a hug. "Think you wanna run away with me somewhere? Build a home in the woods?" She looks a little bit worried, as if she's thinking deeply. "of course, it might not be that good to move you right now, with your wound..."

 

Merry Martigan practically glows, so incredibly happy as he is. Avessina...it sounds like the name of a goddess, and it might as well be. She's certainly divine to him, so beautiful, so loving, giving him faith in a happy life. He hugs her gently, yet tightly, never wanting to let her go. "I-I'll go with you wherever you want, 'Sina, as long as I'm with you." Blinking at her last remark, he peers down at his stomach, laying a hand on the injury. "Oh, that? I'll be fine in a couple days. We pigmen are incredibly hearty, we heal fast! Lots of endurance and stamina!" Grinning his piggy grin, he leans in to peck her on the lips, already in love with the taste of them. 'Um, and speaking of..." He points down at their joined genitals, flexing his manhood; it hadn't gone very soft, and the warm wetness of her cum-packed cunt has him hardening to fullness again. "C-Can we do it again? And, um, maybe this time, um, you could, you know..." He gazes at her a little bashfully, wrinkling his snout. "...um, ask me to get you, you know, pregnant? I mean I know I did already but, um, it's really kind of a thing for me..." His floppy pig ears lay a little flat as he finally gets that out, Marty obviously embarrassed, yet enthused.

 

Avessina looks at the Pigman, first in amazement, followed by a passionate smile. She leans in, giving him a soft kiss. "Gladly~!" she says as she breaks the kiss.

Leaning back, she embraces him, pulling him closer to her. She slowly whispers into Marty's ear, in a soft, inviting tone of voice. "I want you to fuck me silly...To breed me until I'm full to burst...To make me pregnant with your Piglets..." she smacks her lips before continuing. "And I want to bear you children..To be their mother for the rest of my life...To love them, as much as I love you~"

 

Merry Martigan shivers as she speaks those words in such a sultry, desirous tone, making his prick harden up almost painfully. Pushing his free hand under her midsection, he leans in to kiss her hungrily, lapping at her with his tongue again, lifting her carefully as he does. Holding her like the most precious thing he's ever held in his life, her murmurs against her lips, rubbing his snout fondly against her nose. "Ok, 'Sina, I'm gonna do it...I'm gonna, gonna breed you nice and hard, gonna cum in you so much you look pregnant..." Giving her a last wet kiss, he tenderly turns her over, rotating her sopping, dripping cunt on his pigprick, until she's face down this time. Gently, he pushes her legs forward a bit to get her knees under her, swallowing as he tries to hold back his need until he gets into proper position. Leaning over her, he press a piggy kiss to the top of her head before softly pressing it down into the bedding, her cheek meeting a little puddle of cum. Running his hands lovingly over her back, slimy with sweat, sperm, and his natural pig grease, he fondles her unbelievable butt for a moment, squeezing it and pulling the cheeks this way and that. The sight of those plump cheeks separated by his cock is thrilling, and so he can hardly wait. Grasping his love by the wrists, he uses her arms almost like reins as he slowly pulls out of her, groaning in bliss as he does; most of that last load spills out of her, drooling down over her clit, her stomach, her thighs and legs, coating her in smelly pigspunk.

 

Avessina moans as Marty rotates her on his large, strange cock, enjoy the odd sensation it yields. She can feel her seed-filled belly weighing her down a bit. As her cheek is placed gently on the puddle of cum, she opens her mouth, and laps some of it into her mouth, while her Porcine lover's hands travel along her body, squeezing her, caressing her. She moans as he grabs her arms and pulls out of her. She feels the thick, smelly semen of her lover slowly coat the better part of her body - yet she doesn't mind, not one bit. Indeed, she feels happy, and transfigured by this! "Nnnmm~ Yes...Breed me...Fuck me~" she says, her voice soft with desires.

 

Merry Martigan shudders with bestial desire, the sounds she's making, the way her body moves, and good gosh the way she says her "lines" so incredibly enticing. The picture of a perfect woman, he thinks, utterly gorgeous, loving, and begging to be bred...what more could he possibly want from life? Snorting with pleasure, he watches his last enormous load seep from her, finding it remarkably erotic, the way it flows along her curves. It's just a distraction from the main course, though! Tightening his grip on Avessina a bit, he pushes into her hard and fast, using her wrists to yank her back onto his piggy prick roughly, much more so than before.

 

Avessina groans out loudly as she feels the large cock make its way into her cunt once more, only this time, it somehow feels...different. Any pain she could ever imagine to feel is long gone-replaced by little more than a feeling of completion - and of raw, primal lust, spreading throughout her body like wildfire!

"G-GghhHhAA~!" she exclaims, as the entire length of his pigmeat is buried within her warm, wet cunt. "Puh-Please...M-More~!" she says, her voice shaking hard with pleasure. THe blush on her face has not only returned, but is also much more intense than before.

 

Merry Martigan snorts and gasps as he savors the sensations of Avessina's sweet clenching pussy, the way her soft, pliant walls rub against his porcine tool driving him wild, already his favorite thing in the world. He certainly likes the lewd noises she makes, too, her pleading for more of his warty dick making him smile. And then, there's that voice again, in the back of his head, louder than before, speaking up; she's very dirty, she is! Not nearly as distracted as before, he focuses on the thought, and it makes him lick his chops, drooling in anticipation. "Uh, 'Sina, s-stop me if you don't like this, but, um, you really love this, huh, um...bitch?" He half winces as he lays that insult on her, feeling guilty for it before it's even out of his mouth.

 

Avessina hears the word he utters - Bitch. It's such a dirty word, a demeaning word. Yet, to her it doesn't feel like one. From the mouth of Marty, it sounds like a compliment - nay, like the highest praise one could receive! She tilts her head backwards, slowly, and looks at the Large Pigman on top of her. "Y-Yes, Marty...This bitch...Lov-A-AHn~...Loves it~!" she exclaims, as her pussy tenses up around his cock, before relaxing. Then it tenses up again, then relaxes itself once more.