I am a diry pig (DP to my friends) and as my name suggests, I am a filthy dirty pig. I do not believe in wearing clothes (like those awfull pigs did in that book by the human Orwell)
I had a difficult piglethood as my mother always reffered to me as "Runt" which I found hurtfull - just because I was different from other piglets she could not accept me as her child and I was an outcast. It has taken some time but I am now fulfilled and content as any pig could ever wish to be.My twin piglets, Starchild and Sky, are my pride and joyNow go fuck yourselfCreate or get your
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