Truffle hunt

I looked into her eyes as I slid the piggy tail butt plug into place, I knew deep down she wanted to help but for some reason or another I hadn’t used a plug for ages and it took a bit of getting used to. Then I pulled my new hood over my head, nervous because this was big for me, I’ve never been piggy in front of others before and I was scared but the look on her face put me at ease.

Then she took my hand and wrapped pink vet wrap around it, the first one was a little tight because I didn’t flex my fingers enough but it wasn’t too tight, when she wrapped the other hand I was more aware, making sure my fingers were spread enough that it wouldn’t squeeze them too hard.

She told me to follow her into the room and I was right there with her, until I wasn’t. I was scared and hid away. I should’ve known better because she came back, grabbed my nipple and led me into the room with a tight grip.

I heard gasps from the others as I dropped to my knees. I know this looks odd to some people but I knew they’ll also be kind and respectful to me but that didn’t stop my mind panicking.

I knew the task at hand, I was off on a truffle hunt. The malteaser truffles were dotted around the room. I had to pick them up in my mouth and hand them out to people.

Turns out this isn’t as easy as you think in a hood. It moved and covered my eyes so I couldn’t see, that coupled with not wearing glasses meant it was tricky to see where I was going. Then, a full face hood with a smaller than you think mouth hole makes it tricky to pick them up.

But I succeeded, everyone in the room got a truffle and I got some head scritches in the process!

Then I had to repeat it again because apparently one truffle each, just isn’t enough. Some were hidden in hard to reach places, such as the washing machine window (is there a name for this?). Some were hidden in delicious places, such as between her thighs where I just had to take a bit of extra time.

Once everyone had had their two truffles I was made to wiggle my tail for them before crawling back to my sty…and being able to breathe again! I knew she was proud of me and that made everything ok.