Susan dove in, squealing with pleasure as the taste overrode all rational thought from her mind. There was only the delicious slop and her full belly. On and on she ate, going beyond merely full and into completely stuffed territory, stopping with a mighty belch.

Jen oinked at the noise and nuzzled Susan's gorged gut, Susan belching again at the slight pressure.

This routine continued for some time, how much Susan couldn't say, as day in and day out were filled with eating, burping, sleeping, oinking, and lazing about waiting for more food. Her stomach was touching the floor of the sty now and would even if she could stand. Today, she woke up, as usual, nestled against Jen's green body, finding security and comfort in that gargantuan mass that Jennifer Walters called her body.

Susan oinked something at Jennifer and Jennifer oinked back.

"Hungry..."

"Food coming...."

"Food?"

"Yes, lots of food!"

"Get fatter?"

"Yes, fatter than ever!"

"Good!"

The food then arrived and Susan dug in, seeing if she could eat more than Jennifer for once. It was a competition the two pigs had started shortly after Susan had arrived and so far it was one that Jennifer dominated.

At the end of the day though, Susan belched in triumph as she managed to eat more than her friend, Jennifer oinking and rolling her eyes at Susan's glee.

Titania observed this, chortling to herself at how defeated the pair of them were, before she turned her attention back to...