Marco Bidne grinned, taking his driver's license out to watch the final changes to himself that would complete Adam's surfer boi fantasy that Marco himself had been taking on to rub in the obese sowboi's face.
Adam, or Princess Cunt, as she was affectionately referred to most often these days, looked up from the pile of grunting blubber that she was now. And boy did she grunt alot - in every way imaginable. Mario waved a hand, and the pile of crap that Princess had pooped after her day's worth of food disappeared, room once again sanitized.
Then Mario made the final changes to his new surfer persona that would be the cherry on top that would drive Princess Sow Cunt the Large over the edge. Mario Bidne's name changed on his driver's license - his first name vanished, and a minute later was replaced with Kyle, a name more befitting a surfer. Then Kyle raised his arm (revealing a thick bush of underarm hair), running his hand through his soft, luxurious, lightening long locks. His roots remained nearly black, then quickly went through shades of brown with blonde highlights, and by the time they hung to the backs of his legs his hair appeared to be bleached blonde by years of sun.
"You ready to go to the Australian beach, sow?" Kyle asked. His voice, still masculine and somewhat soft with a So-Cal accent, sounded a little different. Decidedly more Australian. He had made himself a native Australian now, but with a Mexican heritage.
Princess grunted dumbly, drooling, yet aware that Kyle was now everything that she had dreamed of being. She grunted and squealed excitedly, knowing she could never be a real man like Kyle, but hoping she could still suck a real man's cock, like the foot long one hanging bigger than life only a few inches from her big, fat snout. "Grunt wreee."
In the blink of an eye, Kyle and Princess were sitting in the breeze of a wide-open warm beach, a few people around them. A couple of hot, muscular Aussie guys came over to investigate, laughing at the site of a 5' and 2200 pound obese anthro sowboi with 18 huge lactating teats (she had grown two more with her last litter of piglets so she could feed all 18 of them at once) in a big pink tutu, nose- ear- and nipple rings, and tats all over that told the world she was an obese cocksucking sow obsessed with hot men and big dicks, who loved to be fucked silly.
"G'day mates," Kyle greeted. The ripped, long-haired surfer boys responded in kind, and since this was a nude beach Kyle could see they liked what they saw.
Princess Cunt grunted, and Kyle stuck his cock into her snout up to the hilt, the sowboi accepting it hungrily, and started sucking loudly on it like a pacifier. She looked up at her master, worshipping him with her tongue.
"Feel free to fuck her, I keep her tight despite her appearance," Kyle laughed, and the others laughed.
"Don't mind if I do." The blonde one, Bodie, went behind Cunt, and stuck his big, hard throbbing cock into her actual cunt.
"I could use a good hole." The Auburn one, Kian, stuck his trowser snake into Cunt's ass, and started humping her with is huge cock like a jackhammer.
Skewered and loving every second of it, Cunt squealed as every hole was filled with glorious cock. Her eyes rolled back into her head as she began yet another half-hour orgasm. The best part was, whenever someone fucked Princess Sowra, it enhanced their orgams too, leaving them to orgasm for a half hour as well.
Surrounded by on-l;ookers taking video and images to post online for all the world to see, the three surfers and obese sowboi fucked all afternoon in the sun, yelling out in triumphant orgasm. It wasn't long before Cunt became pregnant yet again and gave immediate birth. No sooner had all the surfer dudes pulled out of Cunt, than 18 little piglets shot out of her pussy, waddled over and started nursing on their mother's big, fat juicy dugs. The sowboi lay on her side contentedly, nursing her new piglets in glorious, cool mud on the otherwise sandy beach. The cool mud squished in her rolls of fat, cooling her hot, hairy hide (hairy except for her head, armpits and gunt).
Kyle gave Cunt the ability to speak and enough intelligence so that she could form words again, for now. "Tell me what you think, Cunt."
The voice that came gushing out of the big, brutish sowboi was the softest, gayest, lisping, most feminine and piggish grunting voice all at once. "Oh my God, Kyle - thank you tho much for making me your obethe thowboi! Oink oink grunt wree thow luvth thucking you, thank you for being my boyfriend my mathter and for all that you do for me, that I can pleathe and worthip you thir, and oink wree wree grunt bring you pleathure... wree GRUNT OINK WREE I love big dickth, I can't get enuff of them oink OINK wreee I'm a big fat thow boi and I worthip you thir, I love you and will do whatever you want me to thir oink oink WREEEE!"
Kyle laughed, raising both arms to run through his soft mane, bushes of armpit hair under each arm, then ran his hand over his hairy chest. Cunt looked on, drooling. "Good girl, Cunt." Kyle petted Cunt's head, and then rubbed under her fat chins and goatee. "That'll do, girl, that'll do." Then stuck his semi-hard cock into Cunt's mouth, and she nursed on it peacefully as her newest batch of piglets nursed on her big fat teats. "You may worship me for awhile, Cunt. You're a good girl, and I look forward to keeping you barefoot and pregnant, servicing hot surfers on this beach for a very long time."
"Grunt," Princess Sowra Cunt the Obese responded gratefully with her mouth full of her Master's cock, as her mind started reverting to what it was before speaking... words leaking from her thoughts... thoughts leaking from her thoughts, losing english, then only grunts, then losing even those, until there was simply obese drooling animal worshipping cock. The last tbought it had in english was, "Thank you for letting me worship a real man like you, Master Kyle."
Kyle rewarded her, cock bucked, and cum gushing down Princess' insatiable throat.