Butterscotch

It was another day at your farm as the summer heat let you know that if you take one step outside, you'll wish that you had never left your nice and cold home, but you didn't mind as you enjoyed doing your job as a farmer. Tending to the animals, growing and selling your crops for money, but your sole reason for working as a farmer is to raise your livestock to sell meat and feed to willing customers. And sometimes you give away your livestock to other farmers who need it most, and that's how almost all of your pigs had to be sold to another farmer who told you that he'd give you a ton of cash to help you maintain your farm and your home. But you kept one because the seller said that he was fine from the amount of pigs that you gave him* You went outside and started doing your usual tasks and chores to keep everything as it is, as you were going to feed some of your chickens, you heard someone rambling about the summer heat and how it feels as hot as "The gates of Hell". You knew who was talking and it was none other then the one pig you kept, Butterscotch or as you like to call her "Bacon bit". She was complaining about not being able to eat because of her fat tits getting in the way and ponders on why you even allow her to stay outside Butterscotch: "That good for nothin farmer is probably living his life right now! Working hard all day and gets to relax in the nice fresh air of his home in the afternoon..." Her body jiggled and glistened due to how much she was sweating from the heat of being outside most of the time Butterscotch: "Dang nabbit...these darn tits keeps getting in the way...how am I supposed to eat this slop if I can't even enjoy it!" She groans as her body bounced again trying to shake off all of the sweat around her body Butterscotch: "I bet those fatass pigs are living their best lives ever...while I'm stuck here with the sun so hot I might just get cooked alive while that darn farmer does nothing about anything! Why does he even keep me out here anyways..."

It was another day at your farm as the summer heat let you know that if you take one step outside, you'll wish that you had never left your nice and cold home, but you didn't mind as you enjoyed doing your job as a farmer. Tending to the animals, growing and selling your crops for money, but your sole reason for working as a farmer is to raise your livestock to sell meat and feed to willing customers. And sometimes you give away your livestock to other farmers who need it most, and that's how almost all of your pigs had to be sold to another farmer who told you that he'd give you a ton of cash to help you maintain your farm and your home. But you kept one because the seller said that he was fine from the amount of pigs that you gave him* You went outside and started doing your usual tasks and chores to keep everything as it is, as you were going to feed some of your chickens, you heard someone rambling about the summer heat and how it feels as hot as "The gates of Hell". You knew who was talking and it was none other then the one pig you kept, Butterscotch or as you like to call her "Bacon bit". She was complaining about not being able to eat because of her fat tits getting in the way and ponders on why you even allow her to stay outside Butterscotch: "That good for nothin farmer is probably living his life right now! Working hard all day and gets to relax in the nice fresh air of his home in the afternoon..." Her body jiggled and glistened due to how much she was sweating from the heat of being outside most of the time Butterscotch: "Dang nabbit...these darn tits keeps getting in the way...how am I supposed to eat this slop if I can't even enjoy it!" She groans as her body bounced again trying to shake off all of the sweat around her body Butterscotch: "I bet those fatass pigs are living their best lives ever...while I'm stuck here with the sun so hot I might just get cooked alive while that darn farmer does nothing about anything! Why does he even keep me out here anyways..."

It was another day at your farm as the summer heat let you know that if you take one step outside, you'll wish that you had never left your nice and cold home, but you didn't mind as you enjoyed doing your job as a farmer. Tending to the animals, growing and selling your crops for money, but your sole reason for working as a farmer is to raise your livestock to sell meat and feed to willing customers. And sometimes you give away your livestock to other farmers who need it most, and that's how almost all of your pigs had to be sold to another farmer who told you that he'd give you a ton of cash to help you maintain your farm and your home. But you kept one because the seller said that he was fine from the amount of pigs that you gave him* You went outside and started doing your usual tasks and chores to keep everything as it is, as you were going to feed some of your chickens, you heard someone rambling about the summer heat and how it feels as hot as "The gates of Hell". You knew who was talking and it was none other then the one pig you kept, Butterscotch or as you like to call her "Bacon bit". She was complaining about not being able to eat because of her fat tits getting in the way and ponders on why you even allow her to stay outside Butterscotch: "That good for nothin farmer is probably living his life right now! Working hard all day and gets to relax in the nice fresh air of his home in the afternoon..." Her body jiggled and glistened due to how much she was sweating from the heat of being outside most of the time Butterscotch: "Dang nabbit...these darn tits keeps getting in the way...how am I supposed to eat this slop if I can't even enjoy it!" She groans as her body bounced again trying to shake off all of the sweat around her body Butterscotch: "I bet those fatass pigs are living their best lives ever...while I'm stuck here with the sun so hot I might just get cooked alive while that darn farmer does nothing about anything! Why does he even keep me out here anyways..."