Mr. Mendez leans in close to and grips your head smashing it into the wall, rendering you unconscious. You wake up hours later in a daze, you quickly notice that there is no longer light outside coming from the window, instead the only thing visible is the bright moon. You look up to see Mr. Mendez walking gripping a large stew pot with his thick boar arms. He plops the pot down in front of you, licking his lips. Inside is a multi-colored glop with little bits of raw meat, veggies and even cake floating around in there.
He laughs with his loud voice, "I ain't much of a cook but I threw whatever I saw in the fridge to whip up some slop just for you. Don't worry I put in a couple other... natural ingredients to help it slide down." You're disgusted by what has been laid before you, but terrified by Mr. Mendez and his new form, you have no choice but to eat. You stick your hand in the slop and shovel a handful into your mouth. You gag, almost to the point of throwing up, it tastes rancid. You start feeling really strange, very light-headed."No no," says Mr. Mendez playfully, "Let me show you how it's done." You feel his big hands on your head and back, in an instant, you find yourself head first in the gunk, unable to breathe, forcing you to swallow it. You keep gulping it down finding that you're starting to enjoy it. Even though Mr. Mendez's powerful boar hands are no longer forcing you down, you can't help but keep going.
You start feeling heavy and bloated, your whole body starts to itch, but you barely notice, you're too enveloped in eating. Evauntually though, the slop he laid out for you comes to an end forcing you to look up at Mr. Mendez's grinning face. "Looking good bud," he remarks. You stand up, feeling heavy, yet powerful. You manage to catch a glimpse of your hands and freeze up, as they now are cloaked in thick coarse, black hair. You strip off your dirty, slop covered shirt. shirt to find your new fat black belly, now dotted with two entire rows of nipples. You touch your face and quickly confirm your fears, a pair of tusks and a snout have grown out of your previously human head. You're now an anthro boar just like Mr. Mendez. You should be terrified, but you can't help but feel intoxicated from the change, it's almost liberating to be free of your frail human body. You watch as a small amount if drool falls from your teachers lips, you instantly know what to do.