mummy pig x reader x daddy pig smut oneshot

mummy pig and daddy pig

daddy pig thrusts into you, his big pig cock twitching in your tight hole. "s-slow down!" You scream, but he doesn't listen, only starting to pound you faster and faster as you moaned uncontrollably.

"shut up slut, my wife will wake up!" he scolded, giving you a hard slap on the ass as tears lined your eyes. your knees were weak, completely submissive to daddy pig as you were mercilessly fucked senseless.

"daddy pig, what's all the ruckus?" mommy pig walked in, staring at the scene in front of her. you just kept moaning and crying, still being fucked by daddy pig as he began to yell at his wife. 

"why wouldn't you invite me?!" mummy pig screeched, ripping her orange dress off as she pounced onto the bed. she was obviously excited, her fat ushy, gushy, pig bussy already soaked from just looking at your tear stained face. you only knew one thing, and one thing for certain. . . it was going to be a long night.

it was the morning after, mummy pig had already gotten up to make breakfast for you and daddy pig. she ended up on top, using everything from her 'secret stash' on the both of you. your legs hurt worse than the one time you had been run over by an ice cream truck, all sticky and sore from the long night of sex and abuse.

"hello dears." mummy pig walked through the door, pancakes and eggs on a tray. daddy pig was fast asleep, snoring as loudly as always. mummy pig gave you a heated kiss, shoving her tongue to the back of your mouth as she straddled you.

she looked at you sensually, she was a woman with godly stamina, that's for sure. you already knew what was going to happen, and you knew you would either be in the hospital for a very long time, or you'd have your legs amputated.

the end.