Sacrificed to Save a Fake Heiress

After being brought back into the family by my wealthy parents, the fake daughter, Jessica Montgomery, found out she was being kicked out.

In a fit of rage, she jumped off a building.

My brother, Logan, did not take his anger out on me and gave me a little pig as a pet.

It wasn’t until my eighteenth birthday, when I put on the custom necklace from my childhood friend, Scott West, that I realized what had actually happened.

I was swapped with the little pig.

I tried to prove who I really was, but instead of listening, they threw me into the kitchen, butchered me, and turned me into a roast suckling pig.

After dying, I saw my original body, living it up, enjoying a feast while sneering. "Bitch, you dare compete with me for everything? Go die!"

And the worst part?

Logan and Scott expressed their excitement, exclaiming, "Jessica's finally back! All that acting was worth it!"

It turned out that Jessica had jumped off the building and ended up in a coma, with her soul taking over the little pig’s body.

They had planned the whole thing to bring Jessica back to the family.

When I realized the truth, I died from sheer rage. But when I opened my eyes again, I was back to the day my brother had given me the little pig.

This time? I wasn’t letting it slide.

I immediately sent the pig off to mate!

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"Alexa, I’ve been swamped with work lately, so I thought I’d let Lulu keep you company," Logan said, holding a little pink pig dressed in an adorable outfit and offering it to me like it was some kind of special gift.

Scott, my childhood friend, placed the pet supplies aside and teased, "Logan really went all out to get you this pig. You better take good care of it, Alexa."

I spaced out for a second, and Logan, thinking I was shy, tried shoving the little pig into my arms.

I instinctively pushed it away, nearly falling over in the process.

Logan, though, quickly protected the little pig, not even sparing me a glance.

Relieved that nothing serious had happened, Scott complained, "Alexa, Logan was trying to be nice and give you a gift, and this is how you act? You almost knocked Lulu over!"

Seeing the concern on their faces, I couldn’t help but roll my eyes.

In my past life, after finally being recognized by my wealthy parents, I was so grateful to have a family.

But when Jessica found out she was being sent away, she jumped off a building in her grief and ended up in a vegetative state.

Logan, though, didn’t take his anger out on me. Instead, he bought me the little pig I had wanted for so long.

I was flattered, even hugging it to sleep that night, hoping we’d form a bond.

But then, it suddenly switched from being calm and sweet to biting me hard.

Not wanting to bother my family, I went to get vaccinated alone.

But when I returned, my room was completely wrecked.

The pillows and blankets were shredded, covered in excrement. My new clothes were torn apart and scattered across the floor. Even the family portrait frame on the bedside table had been smashed.

As I opened the door, the little pig glared at me fiercely, its mouth twisting into a strange, unsettling grin. It bit into the head of a plush toy like it was taunting me.

I froze, breaking out in a cold sweat, and couldn't stop myself from screaming.

Logan rushed in at the sound, but he didn't believe me when I told him what happened.

Even Scott, looking at me like I had completely lost my mind, said, "Lulu’s so cute. There’s no way she’s as creepy as you’re making her out to be. You must’ve sleepwalked and messed everything up, then tried to blame Lulu!"

I was about to argue, but Logan suddenly said that he’d send it away after my birthday if I didn't like the pig.

But on my birthday, after Scott helped me put on the custom luxury necklace, he casually hung my old necklace around the little pig’s neck.

And just like that, I suddenly felt light-headed.

When I woke up, I discovered I had swapped bodies with the little pig, and now I was tied up, placed on the chopping board, waiting to be butchered.

I wanted to scream, but all that came out was a pig’s squeal.