sneek peak

here is a rough of a new script i am working on.  

Warnings:

this file includes smegma and cannabis use, and mental reduction just for the duration of the file.

Just sinking Deeper and Deeper down. Down where you don't have to worry

or think about anything. Deeper and Deeper down, where you can just

let your thoughts drift and swirl around into whatever pleasurable

shape they choose. Perhaps you can imagine that swirl of thoughts

taking you Deeper and Deeper down now. And as those thoughts spin

around, they begin to form a vortex. A vortex that leaves you

feeling so blank and peaceful. Good Pig, see that vortex spinning

around in your mind now. i want you to imagine it going from a flat

spiral, to two cone shapes that are joined in the middle at a point

in your mind.

Good Pig, sink Deeper and Deeper down now. This vortex is like a

wormhole, a wormhole to a strange and fantastical world. From now

on, you may find that you see this vortex appearing in your dreams.

And if you do, you can return to this world any time you like by

entering this vortex. Thats right piggy, this is a special place I

have crafted just for my Good Pigs. A special home that they can

visit whenever they like.

I have been slowly crafting this world. You have seen a taste of it,

if you have ever journeyed to the pig cave, but this world goes on so

much further than the simple cave. This world will also respond to

your desires. Your whims when you visit this place can easily be

sated. And as we flesh out this world, you will find more and more

piggies are traveling here. Traveling to this place where they will

slowly be changed, guided, and sculpted into Good Pigs.

Perhaps you can imagine the Good Pig that you would like to be right now.

Just sink Deeper and Deeper into your own thoughts and dreams, and

feel him begin to emerge. You spend so much of your day guiding

others, and putting such thought into your interactions with others,

that it can be nice to just relax, and let those thoughts just drift

away, to just let that familiar Pig Fog drift into your mind, almost

as if it is being pulled in by that vortex.

Good Pig. Perhaps you might enjoy imagining that fog swirling around now.

Sometimes I like to enjoy imagining it as a musky earthy color.

Somewhere between a brown or mustard, with notes of green, but there

is definitely something to be said about a Pink Fog..

a Pink Fog reminds me of the clouds you might see around sunset. Just

think about how serene you feel when looking at those carefree

clouds. Let that relaxation take you Deeper and Deeper now. Those

pink pillow like clouds are filling your mind. And you can imagine

your brain as shining like the sun. and your brain, which normally

shines like the sun, is just temporarily growing dimmer and dimmer,

just like the sun when it sets. It is not going away forever, it

will be back when the sun rises again. So with the safety of that

knowledge, you can imagine that sun setting now, and the moon rising

on the horizon. Feel those thoughts dimming in your Pig Mind. Let

the light of the moon release your Inner Pig. The light of the moon

will provide enough light that you will still be able to do all the

basic tasks you need to do. And you will still be able to see and

move around this dreamscape, free to roam around without the cares

and concerns of your day to day life.

Good Pig.

Now I want you to look around you, see yourself at the opening to a large

cave under the bright light of the full moon. A vast dense forest

lies ahead.

I want you to see yourself stepping into that forest, guided by a

primal need, heading a primal call that draws you onward. You may

hear faint whispers of the phrase “Good Pig” as you move forward

throughout the forest. The trees are thick like a Californian

redwood, but with knotty twisted trunks, and a dense canopy of leaves

high above you. The air is cool, the ground is soft, and slightly

damp like the dew is slowly forming on it. You find a path is slowly

emerging in the trees. The soft subtle paths that appear not by

direct labor, but by the gentle wear of the infinite footsteps of

those who have come before you. And as you follow this path Deeper

and Deeper into the forest, you see a light coming up from ahead.

In a small clearing up ahead there is a small stone cabin with a

thatched roof. You can see light pouring out of the windows into the

darkness of night. It is a small farmhouse. Complete with a stone

wall, a garden, and a well. The door to the farmhouse is slightly

ajar, and as you near it, you catch a whiff of food being cooked

inside. Thats right, take a Deep Breath, and feel that Pig Hunger

filling you now. Give In to your Pig Desires, and let them Guide You

into this building.

You step into the hut. Two wingback chairs are positioned in front of a

cozy looking fire. The fire crackles and swirls, just like that Fog

of Desire that fills your mind, and you can see a large cooking pot

hanging over the fire. Feel yourself beckoned towards that cooking

pot as your hunger grows stronger. Over to your right you catch a

porcine form over by a bookcase. He gives a surprised muttering of

“oh, I have a visitor”. He places the book back on the shelf and

steps towards you.

He is wearing a green blazer with leather patches on the elbows. He

gives you a pleasant smile as he walks towards you and says, “I

have been expecting you for some time now, please, make yourself

comfortable, dinner will be ready soon”.

He moves over to the pot and gives the contents a stir. The smell of

beef stew fills the room. Sitting down on a wingback chair he pulls

out a pipe from his blazer. He lights the pipe and takes three long,

slow, deep puffs and lets out a contented sigh.

He

holds the pip out to you, and brings the pip up to your mouth. The

floral smell of pot swirls thought the room. he professor smiles

warmly and says “Good Pig” as he lights the pipe for you. See

the embers glowing, and as you focus on that glow. Draw that in that

heady, swirling smoke, and feeling it pulling you down Deeper and

Deeper. and just allow yourself to relax and enjoy the act of

breathing. You can already feel the pleasant feeling of the pot

taking you Deeper and Deeper into the realm of relaxation.

There is something magical about this place, that even just one nice hit

off that pipe, somehow has your head swimming with the pleasant

sinking feeling of being high.

The professor takes another couple light puffs and stirs the pot of stew

again before bringing his pipe back up your lips. And the next time

you take a nice, slow, deep breath in for me, you will feel that deep

and powerful feeling of slowly sinking into a nice relaxed stoned

state. Good Pig, just breath in and relax. Perhaps you even smell

the pleasant aroma of smoking a nice bowl. You feel so at peace, so

relaxed, just letting your thoughts drift and swirl around the room,

noticing all the little details of it.

The professor chuckles and puts the pipe back in his pocket. He walks to

a cupboard on the other side of the room and pulls out two large

bowls and spoons. You watch him excitedly as he fills the bowls with

the stew, but much to your dismay, he leaves the bowls on the mantel.

“they are much too hot to eat piggy”, and you can see the steam

coming off the bowls.

He sits back down on the chair and pulls out the pipe again. He takes a

puff and says, “there is a certain time for everything piggy, when

the time is right, you will gain tremendous pleasure from indulging

in your desires”

He brings the pipe up to your mouth and lights it for you as he

continues, “but if you let your desires outpace your reason you

could get hurt. On the other hand, if you wait to long, you may find

that your food has grown too cold, and it is less satisfying to

indulge in.” Good Pig, breath deep, and take in that potent pot

smoke. Let it swirl around in your mind as your subconscious takes

in this experience.

He puts the pipe back in his coat and steps over to the mantel. He

blows on the bowls, and then cautiously he dips his wooden spoon into

one of the bowls of the stew. Taking the spoon into his mouth, he

tastes it cautiously. He oinks happily and says, “just right”.

Feel your excitement growing as he brings a bowl down and over to you.

See the large bits of meat and fresh vegetables floating around in

the thick stew. He pats you on the head and says “dig in”.

While you are eating he takes his own bowl off the mantle and sits

down on the chair. You hear him contentedly oinking as he digs into

that savory stew. You can tell he is just as lost in the meal as you

are, but you see him pull himself away enough to say “Good Pig”

as you eat. Feel that bowl of stew satisfying a hunger deep within

you. But as one hunger is sated, you feel another one growing

inside, the hunger of arousal.

Feel your arousal growing stronger and stronger. Let the scent of pot,

arousal, and food send you into a state of Pig Heat. As you finish

the last bits of stew, and begin to lick your bowl clean you hear the

professor repeating again “Good Pig”.

The professor takes your empty bowl and places it up on the mantle. He

then lays down on the rug, and gestures for you to join him. When

you lay down on the soft shag of the rug he pats your head and

repeats again, “Good Pig”.

He moves his hands down now, down towards your stuffed belly. Feel him

rubbing your belly now, so full and content from that big meal. He

says, “Good Pig. Its so nice to relax after a big meal.”, and

you feel his hands exploring your stomach more. Feel his hands

working up towards your nipples before circling around back down to

your belly again. He rubs your belly a little bit and then traces

his hands lower, down towards your crotch. Feel him running his

fingers through your pubes, just above your cock, before he works his

hands up again. Up to your stomach where he lazily traces circles.

He continues this patter of teasing, slowly drawing nearer and nearer

to your dripping cock, until finally, in a smooth and quick motion,

he traces his fingers right along the shaft and gives it a firm

squeeze.

Feel him gently rubbing a finger along your shaft now, slowly encircling

it, working his way up, until he gets to the tip of your foreskin.  Feel

him probing his pig paw down, Deeper and Deeper into your foreskin,

until he is tracing it along the deepest parts, trolling out the muck

that is buried deep inside.

See him drawing out his cheese coated pig paw out of your foreskin, and

watch as he brings it up to his own face. You can see his eyes

rolling back slightly as he takes a big whiff. He smears a small bit

of it from his pinky onto the end of his snout before hungrily

licking his pinky clean. Hear him moaning and letting out a series

of short oinks. He pauses a moment, lost in bliss, before brining

his smegma coated hand over towards your snout. Feel him marking

your snout with his greasy cheese coated fingers, and then slowly

traces a little more on your lips.

The smell of smegma is so intense now, feel it sending you into the

depths of Pig Heat. Feel it making your cock twitch and ache with

desire. Feel that need to hungrily suck it off my fingers growing

stronger and stronger, and see yourself eagerly lapping it up.

Lost in the bliss of tasting your own Pig Smegma, you find yourself

stroking your cock with a deep need. You cant help but stroke

yourself now. Feel yourself becoming totally lost in the pleasure of

the moment. And as that pleasure climbs to even greater and greater

heights you cant help but truly Accept your Pig Desires. In this

moment your Pig Desires are your truth. Whether they are your truth

when you leave this place remains to be seen, but for the moment, all

that matters is that pleasure. Feel that pleasure building, building

to that single inevitable outcome. Feel that orgasm rising within

you now, and when you are ready, Cum Pig Cum! Cum and wallow in the

pleasure of being in the moment. Cum Pig Cum! cum like the pig you

are. Give in to your Pig Nature, and feel yourself spilling your

seed all over your stomach now.

I draw my hand back down to that pool of cum you left on your belly,

and scoop it up as much as I can. See me brining it back to your

mouth again. Its scent is not nearly as strong or as heady as the

smegma, but still you feel the musk and pheromones speaking to a

special part of your mind. Hear me repeating, “Good Pig” as I

continue to feed you more and more of your own special scents and

flavors. Good Pig, I repeat again as I pat you on your head. I lick

my fingers clean, savoring whatever subtle flavors remain. See me

standing, picking up the two empty bowls, and leaving them in a tub

filled with water.

“alright piggy”, I say, “i have enjoyed your visit, but I am getting

sleepy after that lovely meal. And its almost time for the sun to

come up, so you must once again return to the cave.”

your mind is still thick with pot smoke, and your body is still heavy with

the thickness of the meal. The professor smiles warmly, pats you on

the head, and says, “of course you are welcome to return here any

time you like. This is a special place for Good Piggies like you.”

the professor helps you up, and walks you back through the forest. And

you tow chat about all sorts of tings as you wander back, but soon

enough the cave is in sight. And as you step towards the cave, you

see the sun begin to rise again. See the sun coming up, and feel

your thoughts slowly returning. Your mind is still swimming with the

thick heaviness from smoking that bowl, but you can tell your

intelligence is returning to its normal levels. Some part of you

knows that you can carry this stoned feeling as well as any arousal,

back with you outside of this place.

And now, now that you have returned to your normal level of intelligence,

it's time once again to venture back through that vortex. Back to

your normal day to day life. See yourself going through, and as you

do. You are slowly gaining awareness of the world around you. The

vortex is looking more and more like a picture in your mind. See the

vortex slowly flattening out, until it returns to just a normal

spiral. Alright piggy, I am going to count you out of trance now.

Waking you up on the count of 5.

1. rising

   slowly.

   
   

2. Locking

   in all the lessons you learned here today

   
   

3. slowly

   gaining awareness of the world around you

   
   

4. yawning

   and stretching, and

   
   

5. wide

   awake

   
   

and

I hope you enjoyed.

and as always, any feedback is appreciated