Morgana is inside me. She feels bigger with each thrust or is it my pussy getting tighter? I'm so embarassed, my muscles are reflexively squeezing her penis, holding it tight and I feel every little movement she makes with it. My mouth hangs wide open. I try to control my breathing, I can't let myself enjoy this. She's so much bigger and stronger than me, each thrust feels like it throws me forward and when I lean back I'm met with another deep thrust into my vagina. It feels amazing.
"Squeel for me piggy," she goads "be a good sow and let me hear those lungs. I know you're enjoying this. I bet you can't wait for me to cum inside you. I can see it now 'Pregnant Prince Sera the Sow'"
I try to ignore what she's saying. I'm not a female pig, I'm not being fucked right now, I don't like it, I don't want to be a pregnant pig!
"You'd love being fat and pregnant wouldn't you? How about I do you a favour and make you a bit fatter now?" She cums inside me and with that i balloon outwards in all directions. I can feel and see my cheeks grow big and fat. My fat belly now rubs against the carpet with each thrust. I feel her cock shudder as it squirts more and more cum inside me. I feel so dirty and used. Everything thats happening rushes through my head and overwhelms me. The cum, my new fatter body, the cock in my pussy, the waves of pleasure its giving me! Its all too much, it feels too good I try to scream but it comes out as a series of pig squeals!
I lost. All my inhibitions are let go of and I grunt and oink and squeal as Morgana finishes fucking me.
"What a good piggy-pig you are, huh?" Morgana pulls out finally. "All it took was a couple thrusts of the hips and you accepted what you are! Nothing but a fat, stinky pig"