"Dude, you really, Chad?" Bruno asked.
The naked huge pink thing with six week old piglets nursing on its tits turned is head toward Bruno's voice. Chad's bloated face was recognizable framed by the long matted hair.
"Br-ooo-no?" Chad asked in a feral sounding voice.
Bruno just shook his head, as he walked over for a closer look. "Rick told me what they did to you, but I didn't believe it. Dude, you were a stud, and now- what the fuck are you? A sowboy?"
Chad licked his lips, and was going to say that they called him a pig boy, but decided to remain silent.
"I should never have shown Rick how to do transformation spells," Bruno said shaking his head. He walked around to where Chad's head was located, and said, "Sorry, Chad. Wish I'd known sooner." He took out an amulet from under his shirt, and held it out. He said something in a foreign language. Instantly Chad had to shit. He shit and shit and shit. Disgusting stench filled the barn, as hundreds of pounds of fat were converted to excrement and splattered against the far wall of Chad's pen. He went from over 600lbs back to 175 lbs. He looked like his old self except for the 4 rows of nipples. He was panting. The piglets had been squealing, but now they were crying now. They looked like babies. Chad moved to nurse them.
Bruno muttered a curse under his breath, he hadn't meant to change them too. He got a hose, bucket, sponge and towel and got Chad and his babies cleaned up. Then Bruno snuck them out to his car. They carried the babies in a cardboard box, he'd have to get carseats and diapers later. He told Chad to lie down on the floor in the back of the car. Rick and his father wouldn't be too happy to lose their prize breeder.