If Ryan was not fully formed as a boar hog, he felt the sexual pangs again of having been changed into an animal form. He was sheath deep and thrusting like a boar mating a sow, as well in his thoughts he was undecided of which life-path he should follow, that being as live like a pig boar, or reach for being again human.
Undeniable was the sensations felt as he was mated with the sow below him. He had tried sex while a Lion, having a barbed cock gave sensation but not the pleasures he was presently feeling from being a boar. Animals live by scents and instinctive programmed patters, action happening from reactions to a stimuli, whether a scented smell, or a coaxing stroke from a human hand. Ryan recalled well the very sensual touch if Circe, she having touched many a foolish man and caused their doom.
The she-devil Azora had used her powers to change him into being a horny boar, and for as much as he felt thrills galore from his having bred a sow, he wished to be again capable to touch and caress the softness of a real woman.
Azora had left Ryan to coping with his sexual pangs and living then as would a male pig.
Not long after Ryan had let slip the sow from his grasping ways, his cock sliding almost out of the sow, he did as boar's do and ejaculated a thicker paste of semen sealing the vulva, and entrapping his semen inside the sow's body. if there be anything sexy about being a boar, it was as he, Ryan finished the mating, and felt the thick paste ooze out his cock, temporarily sealing the sow' vulva. He slid from off her back as she and Ryan the boar began rooting the ground for any morsel of food what pigs like to eat.
Oinking and guttural grunts became for Ryan as his few ways of communicating his inner feelings. He began without any mental challenge his acting like a boar, a dominate herd leader, began as well gathering other sows to him. He was engrossed with sex and sows for many hours, for several days before his sexual pangs faded and his tainted human mentality could struggle to think as would a human.
Vile of body, Ryan knew his own pig-boar stench. Pig sow vaginal slime and his own semen mixed to form a coating clung to his bristle covered belly. Mud and wallow slime from lying in pig poop, expelled pig urine, and his snout having wandering, was stuck snug to sow vulvas' and he having licked, tasted their bodies for realizing if a sow was ready for mating.
Azora had done well her curse upon Ryan, he knew from how he had so easily accepted his being a boar, she meant for him to remain until death as what it is to being a boar. Something about his being a boar thrilled him, but not to the extent he wished to forget his desire of being again human and able to bathe with warm water and a bar of soap.
Somehow, he had to get to where Traveler or Circe could change him back to being of what he was born, being human.