Mortimer began to quiver; he didn't know what to say or how to feel exactly. He fell on his knees and looked upon the devilish witch smilling back at him. Her eyes were glimming with excitment! What had she done to him! Mortimer felt his entrails boiling as a quick fever consumed him, when it stopped he had to excuse himself as a hota and loud fart abandoned his derriére.
"What's happening to me?" he screeched. His hands ripped of his expensive jacket and shirt exposing his bare chest and belly where he had two rows of nipples - four in each side.
"I have some piglets that need to be fed back in my cottage" the witch said with amusement.Mortimer was horrified as he touched his mother pig nipples yrt hr couldn't stop doing it either, they were swollen and each rubbing gave him a wonderful sensation. He kept on rubbing them with his fingers not looking at the fact that his body hair disappeared, his muscles became fat and his new ears and snout made visible. He only noticed the changes when his sensitive nipples were structed by something hard and rough. He looked at his hands which had become hooves...
"No!" he yelled. His teeth were aching as the jaw was changing. Mortimer fell on his back and stood there as his spinel cord changed, his legs became shorter and pig like and his clothes were ripped off and dirtied. What stood of him was a very strange pig with a human-like skull...a very bizarre sight that the witch regretted seeing. She chanted something under ehr breath and soon that too was gone and were had standed Mortimer Henry the III was now a female swine with milk squirting nipples.