As Rose pulls herself off of you you see her remaining pig features slowly fade, her
snout reshaping into an attractive human nose, her rows of teats flattening until they
finally disappear, until no sign remains that she was ever anything but a very
beautiful, very human young woman.
As you watch in wonder, you think that that must have been some orgasm, because
you find yourself suffused with the most intense afterglow you've ever experienced.
Your whole body is still ringing with pleasure like tuning fork, and your limbs are
weak, as though they were suddenly heavy. You simply lie there and enjoy the
sensations for a long moment before you raise an arm with difficulty to reach for her,
and find that the heaviness is no illusion-- the pink, fleshy appendage you see is
even bigger than Rose's was a few minutes ago, and is covered with coarse white
bristly fur. You hold your hand up to your eyes, and see that it now consists of two
thick fingers terminating in a thick layer of hard, hooflike material, with a small
dewclaw-like hooflet replacing your thumb. As the tingling of the afterglow subsides,
sensations of your changed body come to your attention-- your chin(s) resting
against your chest, your ass spreading against the bedsheets, the blurry pink object
taking up the lower part of your field of vision that comes into focus as a thick snout
and tusks.
You look at Rose, who is quickly putting on clothing. She stops for a moment and
looks back at you with an expression that seems to contain both gratitude and pity.
"Thank you so much. You have no idea how much I appreciate what you've done for
me. All I can suggest is that you find a way to get used to what you are now. Take
care, and again-- thanks."
And before you can move or even oink in protest, she's slipped through the door and
is gone.