Huge beastly muscles bulge out on necks, arms, legs and within each youth's groin is a monster sheath made only for a true boar hog. Clothing scattered about Harold, Gideon, and then Matthew slowly stand upright taking enormus breathes. Chests covered in pig skin hide and bristles of some forest race of black hogs rise and fall with each increased breath taken.
Toes as with feet changed to those of a massive boar hog's type. As shins and thighs remained human in general form but muscled as if built on a boar. Rounded buttocks and two football sized testicles stick out behind adorned by a screwlike tail of any common hog.
Matthew reaches out his changed hands sporting now cloven hooves. His arm bulge of muscle and bristles but end as pigs knuckles and those almost useless hooves.
Pleading for the reason why the three of them were changed to be like monsters each begs to Zodis in their own way.
"Your worthless, except to offer some magical humor for my King! As swine you are and like monsters are strong of body and bone. Once he tires of you the market shall you go and be sold for this massive strength to work your lives in beastly service." announced Zodis with a small grin.
Gideon jumps forward knocking Zodis to the hearth making him senseless for a moment. A motion to his friends and the three swine boar men now run from their wouldbe capture. Out the door and clomping down the castle hallway to find escape from a live of servitude.
From the room they escaped Zodis calls out, "No, no, no, don't run you'll spoil everything!"
Terror and each boy's inner personal fear of being made into a human - boar monster for the delights of evil Zodis drives them onward. As they run side by side their steps echo the castle walls. Unknowing to them is that running and fear makes the transformation continue onward even more.
As the three reach the outer regions of the walled fortress they stop and scream of renewed horror. As their changes began they now were to all outward form and shape as three black bristled wild boars worthy of life in the wilds.
Grunting as boars and squealing in high pitched voice they race out the city, across the drawbridge, and vanish into the bushes and brush beyond.
High above Zodis leans out an open window watching his three young protogeies run off on all fours. His was a trick and treat for the King who felt great delight wishing only the best for the boys. Even as they were made into monsters the King had ordered Zodis to make them men worthy of service in his court. Now as boar hogs in the forest they ran wild being driven with growing beast like instincts. What was Zodis to do ?