Lee stood thinking one thing and one thing only, sex! His human thoughts had degraded to being able to keep only one thing at a time as an action. To run, to walk, to squeal his desires, to give relief to his bodies' needs, or to mount and act as the growing boar he was.
As more sows crowded around the scent was so overpowering Lee was getting a headache. At last a friendly rump positioned herself directly in front of his nostrils. A sniff and a lick he bounced aboard straddling his front legs over the sow's back.
Erect was what he was but as the sensual touching began he felt as if the shaft might just explode. A moist touch and his boar mind took over thrusting in hard. The sow squealed either from pleasure or pain but held her place while Lee learned piggy technique.
As the shaft plunged to new depths never before known with any woman, Lee felt the end to his bristled sheath touch the vulva of the sow. This in turn made his lust for release even more thrilling. Pelvic humping continued as he felt her need coulping with his lust.
A feeling of a clog coming down his shaft exploded from the urethia end, spewing the load and giving a short relief. As the boar size cock softened Lee stepped off his lovely friend to await the next single thought to press the piggish mind.
The day was still young as Lee bounced aboard sow after welcoming sow. Even as he realised what he was doing the lust continued to drive him to another and another. At last the heat of the afternoon and thirst took it's toll on boar and sows.
Lee walked slowly toward the water trough which was just below a squeaking windmill. The clear water cooled and refreshed the boar. The flies humming about began to tickle his butt as the cleaned his still erect shaft. At first the flies tickled but soon they too felt the need to take a bite out of Lee.
Shaking himself all over Lee's tail began it's lifetime work of keeping his butt free of flies. The inner need to wallow was becoming a powerful desire. A sniff of the wet mud mixed with manure and urine from many other pigs had less than a sweet smell.
As he stood at the mudpuddles edge thing whether to jump in or stay clean as he liked when human, a fat sow gave a helpful shove. Splash went Lee into the mire and warm water. Struggling to stand he flung water and mud over the happy quiet hogs enjoying a rest at poolside.
Lee got to his feet, hooves, and jogged out of the mudhole.
As he looked back at the messy place the sight of Mr. Gilke the farm owner was coming to see his new boar. Lee looked up and watched two human hands clip a ring threw his ear and a yellow triangle had his number for life.
A squeal of pain and Lee darted toward open pasture. Looking back Mr. Gilke smiled and yelled, "Good luck mister boar, your the twin of my best boar killed by a truck along the road!"
Lee remembered the slaughter of hogs that were by some chance killed near where he found his new life. "Heaven or Hell, Lee thought, I'm not sure if this is one or the other."