Litter after litter came from Damon.
He got more and more lethargic growing fatter with each pregnancy.
He knew the consequences of not breeding so he got use to his time with the boars. And his full belly with screaming pigs ready to burst out.
Damon pondered the consequences of this lifestyle. Would he remain fat from the years of pigging out? Would he be a filthy slob? What would his sex life be like?
Please oh please let this time end Damon would say to himself.
And then one day Monica returned looking into the pen. You barely had the strength to look up.
You had just been impregnated by your latest boar and here was Monica ready to change you once again. What would she do with you this time. Would the piglets continue to grow in your belly? Would she finally decide you had paid your punishment and return you to human?