There was something so encompassing about mounting your sow the proper way, about bracing your considerable weight against her hefty back as you grunted and she squealed with each thrust that you hardly noticed other things going on. You could feel something new pressing against your gut from her backside, but you weren’t truly registering what it was. Your hands grappled under her breasts but felt more than simple skin. A bulge and nipples where they shouldn’t be. She clearly enjoyed the touch.
And then you felt a new sensation, something wet and strong just above your rear end, and you turned your head back to see, a green Mohawk having lost much of its hold and falling over a beautifully pig-like face that had its tongue protruding out of a prominent snout and was licking a new part you didn’t have before - a coiled little pig tail. Nikki stopped for a moment and gave you a sultry smile. You shuddered a bit at the look, causing Vikki to squeal in pleasure.
“Hope you’re saving some of that big fat piggy cock for me, you big beautiful boar,” Nikki’s voice was somewhere between a breath of womanly seduction and porcine squeal, and it was so hot. You didn’t think you could ever go back to wanting human girls again.
“You’ll get a turn,” you grunt, liking the way your voice sounds. “I feel like I could fuck every sow in town.”
“You’ll settle for the three of us,” Abby chimes in, a very hooflike hand working between her thighs as she sits back and watches.
“Don’t - rreeee - don’t want our boar goin’ anywhere,” Vikki manages to grunt out. You pick up your pace. You’re close now. Almost - almost there...
Not a one of you has noticed that someone has modified your Hogspuff experience. There are now plug-in scent diffusers all over the house...