You waddle your wide ass over to your pants and with some effort remove your wallet and keys. You finally deposit them in the front pocket of your bib as you waddle out the door. You find you have to twist a little to get your girth through the frame. You glance at the card in your hoofed hand, but your snout and tusks block your view. You snort in irritation as you raise the card higher and drop your chins to read the card.
Your beastly nature you will hide,
but evermore will be inside.
Indulge yourself and you will be,
Boarish in form for all to see.
Your tail swishes in irritation as you stuff the card into your bib
pocket. What the hell did that mean? You continue to waddle down the hall, as you do you begin to notice that the overalls feel a bit looser. You glance down and see the tips of your toes, and stop. You have toes! You examine your hands and run them over your face. You are still quite fat and, your nose is still a snout, but with each step towards the mansion’s exit, you find yourself becoming more and more the man you once were.
The overalls are hanging off of you as your feet touch to soft turf outside the front door. Your tail was the last thing to go as it pulled painfully back into your butt. You glance down and see the only thing that remains from your ordeal is your enlarged pecker. Your six pack abs and tight butt are concealed under the folds of denim, but your broad muscled shoulders almost seem to glow in the sunlight that flitters down through the tree branches.
You sigh, much relieved. You could almost think that it all had been a crazy dream. As you make your way home, you glance back. There is no trace of the mansion, or even a clearing. The path continues to wind up a hill where you had just been. This just made everything feel more surreal. You shake your head as you continue home. Your stomach grumbles hungrily as you pass by an all you can eat buffet.