There was no activity at first but a hand did finally come up.
"Well come up then," Madame said, waving the man to the front. "And what's your name, my boar?"
He smirked. "My name is Tom. If it's just a temp trick thing then, yeah, whatever. Let's see what happens." He laughed and tried to play it cool, looking over at the group that he had come with as they cheered him on.
I was meanwhile still quite helpless. I wanted to get away but the weight of myself was still growing on my hands were getting so numb and my head so heavy. This magic shit was not only real but had gotten me in a bad place. I had work in the morning and calling out with piglets might not be an option.
"On your hands and knees, Tom," Madame said, giving his head a playful tap. He obliged, smiling all the while. "Now turn your gaze to the rear of the magnificent animal over there and just take deep breaths," she commanded in his ear.
"What's that supposed to do?" Tom asked.
"It's supposed to bring out the animal in you, Tom!" she says with a laugh, turning his head in the direction of my ass. I tried to move but it only wiggled with its weight.
I could only smell my own shame and the food that had been tossed at me but by the sudden look on Tom's face after he took a deep breath was something else entirely. He was crawling on hands and knees towards me with a look in his eyes that was hungry. He was licking his lips and looked a man possessed.
"Oh it's so good I can't, I can't help it," Tom pleaded between a smile and something that was confused arousal at best.
"Don't hold back now, Tom. You're helping Jerry, remember? This is how you'll do that," Madame gave him a kick in the rear and had his nose just an inch from my own ass. His hot breath on my exposed sex. I oinked and tried to keep my composure.
"Ew, Tom, don't do it," cried one of his companions and even Tom looked a bit concerned in the eyes.
"Wh-" Tom uttered before a pointed nudge from the Madame had his face in my piggy cunt. I squealed to feel him squeeze my ass in shock while his face and soon his tongue caused me an odd pleasure that dulled the very last physical changes that made me a sow in heat.
Most just say and watched as Tom slurped into the rear of the now totally pig me, much to my ashamed delight. His jeans and shirt began to grow tight like my own as I like to think that maybe, as he was staring into my soiled asshole, he realized he had gotten in too deep just like me. I could feel his pulse quickening while his snout was growing in against my ass.
He felt the front of his jeans wet and Madame took note, kneeling near so only the two of us could hear.
"Getting rid of that human sperm so that there is only big boar cum in you," the Madame said as Tom likely fell the swell of just that in his balls. She moved closer to my ear then, her warm breath on my pig ear. "I'll make sure that you're well taken care of and never totally forget who you are, Jerry," she says to me, "but this who you really are so I'm sure you'll adapt." She gave me a pat on my fat of my back and stood up.
The more Tom ate, the more he changed and the crowd had some to egg him on. His clothes ripped off as he swelled, his face took on tusks and a snout. He would snort and shake his head only to dig back into my cunt like the hungry pig he was becoming. His ass changed like mine onto with a swollen balls instead of a sow's sex to show. His corkscrew was ready and I knew it was coming but I didn't know how soon.
There was a sudden weight on my back that nearly buckled my feet. I tried to look back and saw a massive animal shuffling on my back. I was trying to formulate some way to protest, to stop him, that he would understand but I could only squeal like him when he pushed into me. He kept on me hard, thrusting and drooling and I could only do much the same. Perhaps not wanting this to take too long, the Madame needed only twirl her finger and a rush of boar seed was in me. I was finished.
"And there we have it folks. Another soul saved, wouldn't you say?"
Tom's transformation wore of quickly until he was just a sweaty mess flopping off me. He was panting and trying to stand up but was totally drained.
The Madame walked over and looked down at him as he opened his eyes.
"Well, what to do with you now," Madame pondered with a wicked smile.