Dave and his friendly Veterinarian carried Sheri the hundred yard distance from the barn to the farmhouse. Even as they carried her the Vet noticed some odd tenting to her blouse.
"We need to hurry, as I see something that is not right or should by all that is holy is becoming as unholy." The Vet remarked, as Dave knew more about what happens often at his farm for reasons of behooving the devil.
The three enter then the rear door to the house and Sheri then moaned, but as best either Dave or the Vet could tell, Sheri was still unconscious. They let her down to lying easy on the kitchen table as the Vet took from his pants pocket a scissors to trim away the sticky pink panties and her white blouse.
"Oh my Dave, what is happening here, do I see your niece as growing, changing, she has now eight teats on her chest, belly as does a Sow? Worse yet, she looks bodily swollen, or still swelling. I never saw of such as from the looking at her she is becoming quite similar to her being a Sow pig." The Vet so stated.
"Oh, oh how nice is your boar's cock as pressed hard against the entrance to my womb..., " Sheri then said as a wishful desire had her moan.
"Imagine what she was trying to do to herself in the pig sty. Her as a willing, pretty, female wanting a brute boar to mate with her, to give her his semen present or bust." Dave commented, not sure that Sheri would ever return home, as if the farm devils had their way with her, she would become a whole Sow.
Feeling the building lusty desires inside her changing body, Sheri began to awaken, her hands feeling at her round rump, as skin changed and pig bristles sprouted, grew, and flourished. The men watched, the Vet being as horrified, while Dave knew there was nothing possible to stop the onslaught of her transformation.
Sheri was in a half awakening stage as her belly made growling sounds what brought on her face a contented sort of smile. As she breathed deep and deeper, a strange reaction happened as Sheri exhaled, both men heard her growl like a Sow animal feeling lust, she was still a female!
A young woman for the present, as Dave knew for the experiences of others he had help get damned, as right then she got closer as both the Vet and Dave stood watching, see her, Sheri becoming a hog Sow.
Dave grabbed at and rather brutally he peeled off both her cut blouse and her bra to show how her skin was changing, bristles growing everywhere and his niece's skin changing to the dark hue similar to that of his Tamworth boar.
A hard head jerking and Sheri awoke. She raised her head and took a quick look at what she felt and seeing, thought to be her body as having a darkened tan, but was in fact the color of her coming self. As bristles flared and had by then covered her arms, chest, back, belly, groin, butt, and thighs, her hands fondled, feeling the coarse bristles still thickening, what caused her to smile changed to being an unbearable situation.
Sheri rose to a seated sitting position as she was on the kitchen table. She stroked her hands along and down her changing legs to where were she had ankles had become as hind hocks, short as narrowed feet and toes being by then as her new cloven hoofs.
"Uncle Dave, please no, as know please i never expected, never thought of something like this could happen, but to tell you the truth, I rather do like the idea of me becoming a Sow pig!" Sheri admitted to her lustiness and liking he brutal sex she enjoyed.
Sheri began kicking her still changing legs, as walking in air above the kitchen floor.
A leap and she stepping down, stood balancing o n her new cloven hoofs, while steadying herself with both bristly hands gripping still on the kitchen table.
Both Dave and his Veterinarian friend noted how Sheri was changing her mindset, knowing as if liking her going to be soon as a real Sow.
"Please Uncle Dave, might I now return, go to where is my lover, and we then to lie together as inside the hog tight, bull strong, and horse high fence of our muddy home?"Sheri asked, as the Vet backed away while Dave aided Sheri to learn as walk on her new hoofs.
A few steps across the kitchen floor and she reached down, as bending over forward like to then walking on all fours, the strain made a stretching to her spine as a tailbone sprout it's growth of her curled piggish tail.
Although with stiffening fingers being almost unworkable Sheri pursed at the feel of her grown tail. Then angered by her new strength, the lifting a foreleg high she rolled over, falling on her right side there in the kitchen.
She set lying for a minute the fall seemed to knock both wind and purpose from within. Sheri lay quiet and looking toward the rear door to the farmhouse, as from her position she could see outside, saw the bright blue sky she recalled then of when the boar was mating with her she felt free from everything she disliked.
Grunting, sniffing, snorting, she wanted to get to where the ground felt soft and she might meet a herd of sows.
Piggish squeals of joy and instilled swine lust made her to get up and trot with delight, seeking her boar.