After a while of driving and only one instance of Jess getting lost, they finally arrive at the lakehouse. It's a modest structure, at least fifty years old but well-kept. The backyard is fenced in, and the very back of the fence has a door that leads to a pebble path to the lake.
Over the course of the trip, Rob reverted to a slightly more humanoid state. Mary still remains exactly the same, however.
"Well ladies, whaddaya think?" He asks, opening the back door of the truck and allowing Mary to step out.
"Looks cozy. Nice and private too." She answers, looking around.
"Yep. Here Jess, hand me the keys. I'll unlock the door and then we can heft all this food inside."
"Sounds like a plan." Jess says as she tosses him the keys. He hoofs it up to the front door of the house and unlocks it, swinging it open with a creak. "Make yourself at home, Mary. We'll be done in a bit."
Mary trots into the house and immediately goes upstairs, climbing up onto a bed and falling asleep before too long while Rob returns to the truck. "Guess we better get this food inside, eh, Jess?"
"We better." Jess grabs a bag and hefts it over her shoulder, looking to Rob. "This work may take a while."
"It'll be worth it."
***
After a few hours, they've hauled all the food into the house and set it into the kitchen. Coated with a glistening layer of sweat, Jess plops her large body onto the couch and begins to disrobe, sitting nude for a few seconds before pulling the box of vials onto her lap and opening it up. She pulls the pig vial back out and smiles.
"There you are, old friend. Missed ya." She uncorks it and takes a deep swig, swallowing a tad bit more than she had before without noticing it. She licks her lips eagerly, and then waits.
"Your scent changed." Rob says, walking into the room from the bathroom. "Just now."
"Hmm. Maybe food's not the only trigger." Jess says. She stands up, and then runs at Rob, leaping at him and knocking him to the floor with her sheer body weight.
Kissing him passionately on the nose, moving into his mouth, she maneuvers her hips to his own, and pumps furiously. She begins the human sounds of lovemaking, moaning and gasping, but steadily, her moans become grunts, her gasps turn to squeals.
The transformation is once again in effect.