"Ahh Hello, I'm Kenneth Chapel and I came in those doors back there..."
"STOP! CUTE, think we're funny Hmmmmmmm!"
She steps out of her bath pool perfect of form a very naked. She walks over to me and touches my face with her hand.
"Courage, not shaking in fear but has courage. I like some men with courage, then too they are brash. I hate men who are brash! What dear Kenneth are you?"
"Courage I guess I've got some but brash has nothing to do with me falling into the pool!"
"Explain!"
"I was looking for the Exibit of Sisters of Circe, and by chance wandered in here and well fell in. I came in back there and heard your beautiful singing. I followed till I was up there and opps I'm down here, that's it!'
"Ahhh then Brash and courage had nothing to do with why your in my bath pool. It's because your STUPID!"
I laughed, it seemed funny but timing was very wrong.
"Bring me the stone, she commanded one of my guards to fetch."
In she joggs a stone like diamond attached to a crystal wand. The black maid hands it to the still naked girl. She bows and steps back to hold me.
"AS my Mother, Grand Mother and her Mother down through the halls of time I grant unto this man his fondest wish as he serves me here till he die!"
A reach at me and the touch of her wand my body screams of pain. I fall to the marble muscles bulging and face contorting.
The girl and her handmaids step back. I reel with pain as fingers melt and merge. Hoofs cloven and black solidify as do toes. Moaning I clutch my gut as I feel organs rearange. Bristles pop out like nails coming threw wood. Each one is a pain unto itself in seconds my entire body is covered in black tough bristles.
I sit but feel it is not the right way to be for me. Rolling to one side I hold up my gaining mass with two forelegs and cloven hooves.
I pass a load of gas and feel a tail sprout into the daylight. Looking down hind feet and hooves have completed their change. I roll further up and stand before my Queen as the Berkshire Boar hog I long past thought I would enjoy.
"Cute and Funny, a man who wished to be a Circean boar. Well your in luck Kenneth Chapel, cause we have a pig sty and you can roll there till shipped to the Pleasure island Farm."
Cupping my bristled chin in her hands I look up at her and she down at me. "Oh dear Ken a boar you are and will remain. I cursed you for life to be as you wished. As the boar your duty shall be to mount sows and more and more sows. I leave you stupid mind in place so the delight of swine life you shal realise!"
The three black maids poke me along. Down the hard marble I click as hooves ache from the hard surface. I feel so different as a boar. I long to mount as a hog. Strange that a perfect man should want to lower himself of a swine?
The gate stands open and to my surprise I see tweleve hardy sows. Vagina's dripping with juices they are in heat, oh I'm gonna be fine!"
Circe's grand daughter watches from afar, shaking her head she sees a foolish man wish to live as a boar hog.
At that moment the front gate rings, another customer!