Alessandro was a pig who enjoyed rolling in the mud when he had the time.
Otherwise, he was busy fucking his wives who would be lined up side by side to wait for their turns to be inseminated. He would service up to four or five wives a day and was good at his job as his wives bore him a lot of children. He was always proud when a large, healthy litter of piglets were delivered.
He was never to know or find out that his children were grown to be slaughtered to become bacon, pork chops, and sausages, and sometimes even cooked as sausages, wrapped in another's bacon.
At the helm of his power, Alessandro fell ill and died of the disease.
After which, his living sons hoped to ascend to the throne, but none of them were properly nearly as productive as their father, who might have also been their great-great-grandfather. Finally, the farmer bought a boar from a neighbouring farm to be the new king.
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