The Swine

Summary

My mother-in-law sent me to feed the hogs.

As I got close to the pen, a voice pierced my ears:

[Here she comes! I’m going to bite her damn face off!]

[Trashy bitch, how dare she sleep next to my man last night!]

[Hehehe, she has no idea that I’m the one her husband really belongs to.]

I froze in my tracks.

I looked at the hog in front of me, glaring at me.

But it was a male. A boar.