Time passes, and the girls become more accustomed to their surroundings. The other pigs are a bit wary of the newcomers, instinctively knowing that something is off about them, but unable to put the pieces together.
"God, I'm starving," Mary sighs, eyeing the other pigs a bit sadly.
"Yeah, me too... McCreedy should be out soon enough... hey, why so bummed?" Jess asks, peering into Mary's face from the side.
"I was hoping the other pigs would like us."
"C'Mon, we're still new. They gotta... I dunno... get used to us. And I gotta get used to this. It is so weird walking around on all fours like this."
"I like it." Mary says, looking back at Jess and allowing herself a forced smile.
"Yeah, but you're liking everything about being a pig."
"And you're not? Free food, free room, never have to watch our weight, hell, we'll never have to worry about anything ever again."
"I dunno, I liked being a human." Jess sighs. "This is nice and all, but I dunno if I want to be like this forever. But I will give it a try."
"There's the spirit," Mary says, her ears perking up. "You hear that? I think he's gonna feed us."
She's right. McCreedy steps out of the house, a sack of feed slung over his shoulder.
"Here ya go, ladies," he says, dumping the food into the trough. "You sure ya wanna stay out here 'n all? I don't mind keepin' ya inside..."
Neither Mary nor Jess respond, as they've pushed their way past the other pigs and are devouring the food as if their lives depended on it.
Funny thing, magic. It works whether you expect it to or not, and for some reason, it kicked up in their systems again here. Mary and Jess begin getting bigger. Visibly so. The more they eat, the more they grow, getting fatter, bigger. By the time they're satisfied, they're significantly bigger than the other pigs in the sty, almost pushing the limits of the size a pig could grow to.
"Holy toledo... whenever am I gonna wake up?" McCreedy mumbles as he staggers away from the scene.
"Did we just get bigger?" Jess asks, looking over at the comparitively diminutive pigs as they pick at the leftovers of Mary and Jess's meal.
"Yeah. Wow. That felt good."
"You're not concerned?"
"Should I be?"
"Well, yeah... you're the one who wanted to have pig-babies... you really think a boar's gonna want to fuck a sow bigger than him?"
"You think that might be a problem?" Mary asks as she looks back to Jess.
"Maybe. Look, we should just call this off. It's getting too weird."
"No." Mary says forcefully. "I made my decision and that's that. You can back out, but I sure won't."
"Okay. Than I won't either. I just hope this isn't a mistake."