As you look inside the box, however, there's no mask more impressive or realistic than the boar mask, sitting at the bottom. You pick it up and analize it: For some reason it's heavier than it looks, the fur on it looks real enough, the tusks coming out from the mouth are both sharp and bone-solid, and the inside seemed leathery and warm. Personally you've never had something like that in your hands before, but even you understand that the mask itself is special, one-of-a-kind.
Inmediately you head to your bedroom's mirror, holding the mask in one hand. and step in front of it. You briefly admire your out of shape reflection in the mirror, wishing your belly wouldn't be so prominent, as you grab the mask by the edges. Unable to wait any longer, you slip the boar mask on, tugging the grey fur under your tank top, as you adjust the eyeholes for your sight.
Looking in the mirror, you are amazed at how good you look with the boar mask on. The fur looks realistic, the tusks seem sharp, and the inside of the mask is amazingly comfortable and warm, Very comfortable, indeed. You start posing in the mirror, moving your head to see the mask in different angles, admiring the animalistic vibe your reflection now had, petting your belly as the mask really made you look like a piggy.
After a couple more minutes, you decide it's time to take the mask off, so you lift your hands to the mask... only to find out it doesn't budge. You keep pulling and tugging, but the mask wouldn't move an inch. You decide to pull with all your might, but instead of taking the mask off, it hurts you, as if the fur on the mask was actually connected to your skin.
Suddenly you feel your whole body heating up, all traces of fat suddenly being burned off your body, while at the same time, your muscles suddenly start hardening and expanding. The pain and the heatstroke you were suffering were so intense, that almost make you pass out. You feel your heart beating faster, blood carrying out massive amounts of testosterone to withstand the changes going on in your body.
After a couple of minutes that, for you, feel like hours, you regain your senses, while still being in a daze for what happened. Then you remember the mask, and you head towards the mirror.... to realize your transformation was complete, as now you are muscular and tall boar headed man. There is no trace of fat, as your body is that of a top performance athlete, stronger than your usual self, but not as big as to outgrow your clothes... although they start feeling tighter on your hunkier frame.
You're still wearing the same black tank top and jeans, but everything else in the mirror is not yours... or wasn't at least. You notice that your voice is now deeper, and your body now has more body hair than it had before. As you lift your right arm to appreciate your massive bicep, the tank top armholes reveal your now hairy armpit, as you recognize a happy trail going way down from your chiseled six-pack abs.
You wonder to yourself what's going on, as the mask becomes more and more realistic with each passing second... while, at the same time, the mere presence of your manliness and musky odour are making you have a hard-on tenting your jeans. What's going to happen to you now?