🐷Coach Mudd

@pigcoachmudd.bsky.social

- M E N - A R E - P I G S - A R E - S H I T - Toxic and greedy Hog Dom Coach for those wanting to become disgusting shit eating toilet pigs. 🐽 💸 - $pigcoachmudd - throne.com/coachmudd No minors 🔞/ hard drugs / bestiality / AI

You wake up disoriented. Your eyes adjust to the crib around you, the dark brown diaper hugging your mushy bottom, and Me above you. You wanted this, to be this incontinent baby pig, and you're going to get it. Say goodbye to your old life, another laced bottle and you'll be My baby piglet forever 🐽

#fagtaxfriday pigs. Empty your wallets, drain your life savings, ruin your life all for My pleasure. Sink lower than shit like the toilet you are $end Me what you owe, make it so you can't go back no matter how hard you want it to. Drain your pitiful future for your Coach 💸 ➡️ $pigcoachmudd

Really in the mood to use a fag right now, which one of you is gonna huff My dirty shithole until I'm done with you? I'll reward you with My hoof crushing your balls and a filthy meal after 🐽🐽

Aren't you tired? You pretend to be normal but you're really just a dirty faggot who craves abuse. It's exhausting trying to mask in front of others isn't it? Come to Me fag, you can take that mask off. What a relief it'll be to live your life with My hoof on your back and My shit in your throat 🐽

With this economy, you would take any job that would take you, and this was no exception. There was no description and a hasty interview, yet you were hired effective immediately. Suddenly you find yourself strapped down, nude, and mouth agape, your first day as the company wide toilet 🚽

He was sweet, sexy, everything you were looking for on a date. You had no idea he was stalking your profiles, you didn't see him drug your drink, hell you hardly remember what he looks like anymore. All you know now is the strain of your confines, the warmth of his hole, and the taste of his shit 💩

Stroke your dick. Huff your poppers. Dig your finger up your hole. Huff your poppers. Stroke faster. Sniff your finger. Huff your poppers. Taste your slimy finger, feel the flavor permeate your body. Stroke harder. Thank your Coach by $ending. Huff your poppers. Ruin your life. Get worse. Repeat. 🐽

It's #fagtaxfriday pigs. I'll take your purpose in life, your progress towards being better, your delusion of having a normal life. I'll take it all and watch you get worse as you ruin your whole life for Me. I'll take your wallet sure, you know you don't deserve it. But I'd rather take your future

Take a good whiff. This is your world. Stick that tongue in deep, really dig in. Inside is your purpose. Give in. Stop pretending to be a man when it's so obvious you're just a toilet. You'll feel much better when you let yourself be free, trapped beneath My shit hole. This is where you belong pig 🐽

Give in faggot. You want to message Me, become My pig, but you're scared. You've see what I do to these pigs, your pathetic cocklet dribbles to it. It's going to taste bad, it's going to be too much, He'll take so much from me you say. All true. How long can you go before you'll admit you need it 🐽

Oink I can't get enough of pictures like these. Pigs giving Me their work breaks to be where they belong 🐽 If their coworkers only knew that they never had to use a porcelain toilet again, and these even come with their own toilet paper 👅

Many fags seem to be worried that I'm going to drain their savings if they become My pig. Not quite true. I'm a very greedy Hog yes, but I would rather take qualities. I'll take your dignity, your thoughts, your orgasms, your purpose. But if I can't have them, then I'll just have to take your wallet

You thought it was just roleplay? A quick kink? No faggot, I'm going to ruin your fucking life. Now shove your face in and start chewing pig, before I have to place My hoof on the back of your head and force you in. We won't be leaving until it's clean, then on to the next one 🐽

A fag's dinner: putrid shit in a porcelain toilet bowl

Do I make you nervous? A real man would look at my content and turn the other way, but not you. It's no wonder you're afraid. You know deep down that one message, My attention, is all it would take to have you spiral into My clutches and become the toilet you know you're meant to become 🐽

I've noticed a common theme with DMs I get, which is just complementing My page. It's obvious how desperate you are to become My pig yet you can't bring yourself to tell Me. Your place is beneath My hoof, I'm not going to offer it. If you want to be Mine I want you to beg for it like you mean it 🐽

Don't cry now. You're the one who begged for My attention, you're the one quit his job, you're the one who handed over all your assets, and were happy to do it. Not My fault you didn't know how putrid My shits were. Suck it up and get back to chewing faggot. You'll get used to the taste. Or not. 🐽

You feel My boot crushing your puny balls beneath the solid metal. It's hard to remember how long you've been locked, already the rivet was rusted over. You open your mouth, a result of your training, as I ash My cigar over your tongue. This is your life now. Forever enslaved as My ashtray, My pig 🐽

2pm at the office, you glance at the clock nervously. When you were in the boss's office a week ago pleading for your job back you never thought he was serious. You just got this job, how would you have explained it to the wife. 2:05, you get a text: "it's time toilet, and I got a big one for ya" 💩

No more you begged! It'd been days since you'd left his kitchen, days since being tied to that chair. Your belly hurt, your seat covered in your own mess, he didn't care. You fought against the rope as he brought another cake slice to your lips. He had wanted a fat piggy, and he was going to get it

You had it all: job, wife, kids. Now look atcha. A faggot who begs for turds like it's his last meal. Do you even remember their names? Pathetic. But I suppose toilets don't need to remember. Not like I remember yours either fag. Now open wide, been churning a nice thick juicy log for you all day 💩

Why do you look so sad? I told you I was getting us fast food, you didn't really expect Me to pay for it now did you? Upset that you watched as I ate it all myself? Silly fag, I can hear your stomach rumbling from here. Dont worry you'll get to eat too once My guts are done churning up your meal 🐽

Yesterday, you were just some pervert who got off to scat. Today, you're trapped beneath My rim chair, My hooves crushing your caged nuts while I push a steamy log into your stomach. Tomorrow, you'll be sold as a permanent installation at that out-of-the-way truck stop, your new life as a toilet 🐽💩

It's #fagtaxfriday pigs. I know you're beating your pathetic dick off to My power and training when you should be $ending Me a proper thank you. Give up on saving for a honest life, faggots like you don't deserve to live like Men. Give it all to Me like you know you need to, give in to your Coach 🐽💩

DMs have been pretty busy, all you little fags can't get enough of the training I offer 💩 Make sure you're prepared to offer Me something for My time. I'll take your manhood, your dignity, your autonomy, and/or your wallet. You'll get My shit sitting in your stomach in return 🐽