By and far, this is surely the best sexual experience you’ve ever had. You feel strong, in a primordial and basic way, and it’s easy to lose yourself to this new you. You and Vikki squeal loudly in simultaneous release as you finish, and collapse heavily on her back. Such a rush. The afterglow haze you feel is so intense that yo hardly notice how different Vikki is as she flops over to her side, breath heaving. If not for the dark hair with dyed tips, she’d be easily mistaken for an ordinary sow.
“Hey, thought I heard some action goin’ on up here!” You hear, and lazily look over to see who’s at the door.
“Jay. Dude, bro, you lucky lucky hog,” it’s your neighbor. Not Butch, the fat one. What his name?
“Trevor!” You can hear your mom calling in the distance, “You’d better come quick, it’s starting!”
“Coming!” He answers. “Okay, bro, not a lotta time here, since your mom is so hot and ready for me, but this is important.”
You can’t help but feel some indignation that your neighbor is planning on mating your mom, and you go to voice dissent, but all that comes out is a squeal.
“That’s right, bro. You’re all hog now, man. Lucky you. This is gonna be like the best week of your life ‘fore you change back.”
All hog? You can’t be - then you look to your sows - not a one of them had any humanity left in them, even the girls you didn’t know yet. You’d still fuck them when you were ready, but...
“I’ll call the sty my people are setting up in this neighborhood to get you some lodging, so you finish up here. You’re gonna love it. First time I went all the way, I wished it would never end. Now. You give these sows the time of their lives, you got it?”
He glanced over to the other two, who gave you as sultry looks as pigs could manage, and winked.
“And you two - don’t tire him out too fast.”
Then he left, sauntering off to you presume, mate with your mom. You had more pressing concerns at hand, or rather hoof at the moment...