It belonged on an animal, not my ass.
The cheeks were spread, fat and getting rounder and were topped with a start of a tail that had just taken its first curl. Beneath that, stained already, a puckered pig's butthole. I thought that the worst shame until my eyes moved lower and saw the last remnants of my cock- which had been so numb this whole time- get pulled into a swollen sow's cunt if there ever was one. My stubbier back legs and now trotter hind legs, there was not much different between my ass and a sow's.
"Hmmm, most men stay male. Not sure what that says about you," Madame commented, looking me over.
Her hand caressed my back, rubbing off the shreds of shirt my swelling body hadn't ruined. I could feel my ears growing, flopping over while my head is nearly bald and my arms are so short.
"Such a shame," laments the Madame, looking everyone over who goes to a hushed silence. "A beautiful, large, life-giving animal like this stuck in a poor sod like Jerry. What a shame that is, don't you think?"
Her words cut through all the cramps and feeling of heaviness. I tried to speak but only guttural squeals came out.
"How about a deal, audience. If someone will come up here and play the boar for poor Jerry here, I'll be sure their seed makes the changes to Jerry quite permanent. I think piglets will suit him better than his old life."
As if on queue, before I could call her a bitch, I felt each nipple grow in along my bulging gut. As my new pig teeth grew in and my snout was more pig than anything else, I realized how powerless I was.
"Of course, they will not stay a boar. It's a one way trip to pigdom for Jerry alone here," Madame added. "So, who will take me up on this offer? Of course if no one does, Jerry gets to go back to being just embarrassed for life as a human being."