Over the next few days, Jessica grew quieter. She stayed obediently in the room Logan had set up for her, not causing trouble. I figured she was probably terrified of being sent off to mate.
But that wasn’t enough for me. I wasn’t going to let her off that easily.
So, I took matters into my own hands.
I snuck over to the pig farm and bought a few packets of sow hormones. I mixed them into the food Logan had prepared for her.
The farm owner assured me the hormones would take effect quickly. Even though the little pig was small, just a few dozen pounds, it would soon bulk up and go into heat.
When you raise pigs, the goal is to make them fat and cute. I mean, if you want them to get attention, that’s pretty much a must.
I had a special birthday surprise planned for Jessica. She’d better be in top shape for it.
Within a few days, Jessica started visibly gaining weight, turning into a little ball of fat. Meanwhile, Logan kept a close eye on her, almost paranoid that I was up to something.
The night before my birthday, I woke up hungry in the middle of the night and decided to grab a snack from the kitchen.