Wendy shivered next to her fire, she had survived several weeks in The Constant so far. It had been brutal, every gain seemed to come with a set back. just getting basic tools and enough food to survive had been a struggle. Thankfully Wendy had help, from the ghost of her twin sister Abigail,
While Wendy was weak, and frail, Abigail was strong, and brave. Wendy wouldn't have made it more than a couple days without Abigail...but after the last time those damned hounds attacked Abigail was defeated, she had just barely managed to finish off the hounds and save Wendy.
Wendy could feel the winds growing colder though, soon it would be winter...and was that...no, it couldn't be. It was too soon...but it was, the baying of the blasted hounds, more would be here soon. Wendy knew Abigail needed time to recover, she wouldn't be ready in time to protect her.
There was a clearing nearby where a couple of pig men had made their homes...they were fairly simple creatures; very protective of homes, king, other pigs and extremely loyal to any who bribed them with meat.
The problem was Wendy didn't have any meat, she had quite the stockpile of berries and carrots...which would get her no where. The baying of the hounds grew louder and Wendy knew they would be here in the next day, the incessant cries of the hounds drove Wendy to new heights of desperation.
She was at a total loss of where she could find any meat, until she realized she did have one source of meat...Wendy mustered her courage and approached the pig men homes. Two pig men stood outside, watching her warily as she approached.
As she got closer this would be the moment she showed them the meat she was offering...the pig men clearly looked agitated. "This my space! You go!!" cried one of the pig men.
The other pig looked at her curiously "What you got? Better be good.."
Not knowing what else to do Wendy did the only thing she could think of, it was this or be eaten by hounds. Wendy pulled her top up over her head, tossing it aside, she wore no bra underneath and the pig men's eyes grew wide at the sight of Wendy's exposed tits. The pig men seemed to freeze, watching Wendy intently as she slipped off her skirt and panties.
Wendy took a tentative step towards the two pig men who immediately had huge smiles plastered across their faces. The pig men took in Wendy's nude form covered only in her stripped socks with hungry eyes.
The two pigs drew in close, their hands reaching out to run along Wendy's smooth skin, their rough callused hands making her nipples harden as they explored her body. One of the pig men grabbed Wendy's shoulders roughly and pushed her down to her knees.
Wendy looked up at the two pig men as they pulled their loincloths off and tossed them aside. Wendy was greeted by an odd sight, the pig men's hard cocks were...strange. First off they were much bigger than she expected...and almost curly...like a corkscrew. Wendy felt a tingle start between her thighs and travel up her spine. She hadn't realized just how long she had been in The Constant...to get turned on by these dirty, practically feral creatures...they weren't even human...
The pig men shuffled forward towards Wendy, their oddly shaped cocks bobbing as they approached. The larger, and clearly more assertive of the two grabbed the base of his cock and seemed to shake it in front of Wendy's face.
Wendy felt another tingle of arousal and figured there were worse ways to get protection from hounds...plus it wasn't like she was gonna get lucky anywhere else anytime soon.
Wendy opened her mouth wide, the pig man smiled wide, he had several gaps where teeth were missing. The pig man put a hand on Wendy's head, gripping her hair tightly as he guided his cock towards her waiting mouth.