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A Little Russian Blood

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Mike chowed away at his sub sandwich and as the more he ate the more he made strange sounds.

"Quit grunting like a pig and come help me close these suitcases!" yelled Jeremy.

Mike, his mouth dripping of saliva waddled over and plopped down on the suitcase. A pair of clicks and it was closed tight.

"Where is Zach?" wondered Jeremy out loud as he picked up his big sandwich.

Mike had wondered off to the bathroom and was sounding like he was having a tough time.

"Hey Mike if it's that tough just grab the towel bar and scream!" Jeremy laughed as he heard more strange sounds in the bathroom.

Jeremy sat looking out the Hotel balcony and chewed away on his lunch as Mike's moaning became cries of fear.

"Yeremeee, Yelp Eeeee!" Mike called sounding as if in absolute tears.

"What's wrong now?" answered Jeremy a little disgusted on this whole trip now.

A bunch of stomping about and Jeremy took a credit card and wesseled open the door. Standing with tears pouring from his eyes stood a very strange figure of the man who went into the bathroom.

Hung over the counter by his elbows stood Mike. His face had bulged out round as his nose pushed up to a flat round leather patch. Breathing heavy he was beginning to sound as a snorting beast. Indeed his naked form stretched behind him and was nothing like a human form at all.

A shaggy kinky hairs draped from his back and flanks. Mike struggled to be standing upright as his fingers were rapidly becoming cloven trotters.

A nervous long boney pig's tail swished behind his big butt. A funny looking switch was blooming from it's end and seemed to ease his terror as it tickled across two hugh balls. Jeremy had seen boar's balls on his friend's cattle farm. He'd watched as they let a four hundred pound boar mount sow after sow on the Killingsworth Ranch.

Now he watched as his best friend Mike was loosing his battle and becoming a boar himself. The changing youth began to dance from on hind hoove to the other as he seemed to become excited.

"Yeeppee Eeeee!" Mike begged through his wide mouth and now untrained tongue.

Jeremy stepped close to his fast changing friend. As he touched the course long hairs he felt suddenly drawn to help his friend. Straddled behind the swelling boar he ran his hands down till they touched a thick and shaking pouch. A boar's sheath it was with a pulsing feeling.

Jeremy having a devilish thought began to stroke the sheath. The growing boar moaned in aboslute pleasure as Jeremy rubbed along it's length.

The feel to Jeremy was even more thrilling as the stiffening shaft pushed it's way into the light of day. As it came out Jeremy stroked it's length even faster till Mike was grunting and flexing his pelvic hind quarters like he was burried in a sow.

The sensual strain was so much that a squirt of pig urine sprayed the floor as he continued to hump the air.

"Ahhh woops!" said Jeremy as he slipped in the slick liquid and fell to the floor.

Before he could get to his feet the sight of a probing boar's cock pressed his lips apart and thrust into his mouth. Jeremy tried to scream but was filled with personal terror as he now too squealed like his friend.

The shaft thrust deep into Jeremy's throat as he saw his hands quickly changing to become cloven hooves as well. A struggle insued as the lust boar longed for a sensual release while a changing youth tried to grasp at humanity.

The boar won his prize and unloaded into Jeremy before running out into the bedroom.

A voice in the bedroom caught Jeremy's attention as he strained to crawl along the floor on changing legs.

"My you are a fine catch, from your looks I'd say you had some Russian blood lines in your past. It's been a long time since we've had a good Russian boar." Kneeling down to cradle his jaw she smiled, "The last Russian boar stayed with us for over fourty years. The best is for last, he remembered his human life for the whole time he was a boar. I remember his crying at night when he would recall his human exsistence." said the pretty woman.

Turning to see Jeremy crawling from the bathroom she again smiled. "You unlike him are a rather plain boar and once fat enough to market you shall go!"


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