Wandering, the two lovers continued to change, taking on more than variously vague contours of becoming piggish. It was Joe who began sniffing the breeze, his tongue licking at the maturing tusks grown out his mouth and past his lips.
"What are you doing now?" She asked him, seeing how his blunt pig like nose twitched as he sniffed.
"Must find others before we can become a herd!" Joe replied, his words becoming slightly slurred by his lengthening jaw and the less than human shape of a mouth soon to be nothing more than a pig snout.
"I wondered, ugh, oh that hurt!" She said, she suddenly hunched forward her arms criss-crossing her tummy, with tongue lolled out the side of her mouth she stood bent at the waist, unable to move, eyes closed, as if from what she felt she needed to concentrate her mind on her pains.
"What, snort sniff, now is wrong with you...ugh, ah..., owe, oh owe!" Joe said, he too suddenly forced to bend at the waist, hunched forward, but unlike what she felt, he felt his groin wanting to explode. Huffing out his every breath, Joe gasping louder than was his girlfriend, she turned to look at him, concerned for him as he was for her.