The master says that disobedient pigs will be punished.  Was I a bad pig?  I ate the master's favorite cake that he'd bought for himself.  I couldn't help myself.  Watch as my master paddles my big blubbery butt.  The heavy strikes sending ripples through the thick layer of lard that engulfs my body.  I can't help but moan in a mix of exquisite pleasure and pain.  Master knows that pigs can't help but glut themselves and rewards my gluttony by making me cum so hard I almost fall to my flabby knees.