The snout, round body and tail were distinct on the bottle. Looking paste the pig stamped vial, Tom saw his gut starting to spill out over his waist while his shirt had begun to tighten up around the arms.
His eyes then crossed while his nostrils flared and continued to as a snout was starting to form out his own face. The feeling was numb pain and when his belt popped open from the packing on of nearly fifty pounds in twenty seconds, there was little doubt in Tom's mind where this was headed.
"Oh man," Tom said with a smile, his mind a haze as the sight of him caused Matt to jump back onto the bed.
Tom's cock got hard at the feeling of his thighs and ass succumbing to the mixture in his veins and becoming increasing swollen with porcine fat as possible.
"Dude, what's happening to you?" Matt asked in a growing clamor. He watching Tom throw himself to the ground, his hands still unchanged but the motion caused many parts of his clothing to rip from his body. Pale, pink and spongy flesh would poke from every new hole while a curling tail was now revealing over his spreading ass.
" Pig, man," Tom grunted as his hips cracked and rear posture became more suited for four legs. The sudden feel of air on his puckering piggy butthole caused his tail to curl and wiggle. "I'm turning into a pigggEEEEEEEE!!!" he partially squealed while losing more of his face to a changing beating through him.
Matt struggled for words while Tom both watched his hands start to finally shift to trotters when his cock drained itself of a watery cum, the sum total of his old body's work. For Tom it brought some relief while his hair shed and ears curled.
"What am I becoming, boar or sow?" Tom asked in a struggle while turning his rear to face his somewhat beguiled roommate.