Phil hoped that Grille had his best interest at heart as he slowly walked past the wooden gate. Steps downward led to a deeper groto and sounds of beasts in labor.
"Grille, please what have you in store for me, I am I to hide or be transformed, please tell me, begged Phil?"
Grille turned and with a tusky smile beconed Phil to step ahead. "See Phil I have a happy group of health boars. They work for and hour a day pulling this wheel. It makes power for Circe' to use as her will desires. A boar on each point of a six sided wheel makes easy work for these unwanted men."
Phil gulps as he sees the big muscled boars walk in circles. Grunting as they turn the power wheel. "Is this what you have for me?"
Grille turns and looks close at Phil, "Is this of interest to you sir? If it is I do need more boars, work here is short and we have much need for breeder boars. Mounting sows is work too but much more fun I think! So is being a boar a good place to hide a person such as you?"
"I beg to say no, but I don't wish to offend either, said Phil."
"Come then to see my best thought for you, as Grille walks past the boars turning the great wheel."
Phil follows and they work deeper into the cavern. A torch burns giving a yellow glow to a large room filled with pens of sows. Grille smiles his ugly way and motions for his helpers. Suddenly two boarish monsters take hold of Phil's shoulders and arms.
"What's this, asked Phil looking at nearly thousands of big sows."
Grille stepped into Phil's face, "you sir are to be as so many sailors and their captives became! You are soon to join the ranks of those horny sows and be raped, and raped often. I offered you the best chance at joining the boars, now you have my blessings as you join the sows."
Phil pulled at the monsters hold him and begged to be a boar. The bunch laughed and took phil to meet Circe.