RIO<br/><br/><strong>"Mmm, happy piggy, that's right. Well we have a happy girly here too. Well, mostly girly. A bit of happy boy as well. Shall I show you my happy boy-part Sally? Okay, if you'd like. Here he is, isn't he cute?"</strong>I stood up beside the pig-girl and pulled my knickers down, lifting one ankle then the other and flinging them over to the wheelbarrow where the wet little garment splatted onto my other clothes.<br/><br/><strong>"And this tiresome tee-shirt. Clothes do so get in the way don't they, especially on a lovely day like today. All this warm sun and bathing? It's just made to have cuddles in. So let's have cuddles. A special treat for you today Sall my girl, look what Aunty Rio has for you! Pudding! Eat it all up nicely now."</strong>Naked I stood in front of Sally, my erection throbbing and my girl-sex dripping. Now this was one of the best reasons I put up with the hard work round here, Ms. Andrews skill with her surgical additions. There must be plastic surgeons in London, Geneva and Hollywood who charged ten or twenty times what I'd earn in my life to graft a fully functioning penis on as fine as this one. And I got for free. Well not entirely free, I signed a contract to work here permanently, kind of signing my life away to the devil in a way but hey, the devil hands out some damn fine perks most days. Like pretty little Sally here; she was a pig mentally but still mostly human physically and the cunning part of Ms. Andrews' conditioning? She responded like a human when the pheremones were flying. And she'd smell me in heat right... about... now.<br/><br/>I smiled, ruffled her hair and presented my erection into her face, her mental reprogramming would now kick in and she'd give a blowjob like a pornstar, not even knowing that what she was doing was Ms. Andrews perverted conditioning and not the things ordinary pigs did every day.<br/><br/><strong>"I know it's big, Sally, but you can suck it. You can hold it too if you like. It tastes good, but no biting now!"</strong>I eased forwards, one hand in the animal's hair, gently gripping, my eyes closed in pleasure...