She squealed, slipping fully into pigdom at center stage, with all eyes on her...sure, she was getting paid to put on a show, but the familiar emotions washed over her all the same. Inevitable embarrassment, degradation, but a thrill unlike any other she'd been able to find. They were judging her, they were all judging her, and whatever they thought, they were right. She was a grunting, writhing mess, and wouldn't have it any other way.