Wild and stupid I traveled toward home with the joy of a kid at Chirstmas. Little did I understand the power that stood inside the jar. Once at my apartment I checked called I.D. and made sure nobody was coming over tonight.
I stripped off my clothes so fast that shirt buttons flew everywhere. Then naked I spread a blanket on the living room floor. I sat down Indian style and looked at the jar which was to give me rich sexual pleasures.
Unscrewing the tightened lid I peered into the clear ointment. As fingers dipped in it coated them like thick oil. As I smeared it on my skin the beginning first erection of this evening began.
Soon one greasy human sat wodering when the happening might begin?
After thirty minute I began to grumble and turned on the TV. As I flipped over channels a SciFi movie touch my thoughts.
As the adds came on and the movie stopped a small red box told the name of the movie, "Willow".
I laid back straight out on the blanket and closed my eyes to relax till the movie began again. Suddenly I heard an angry woman yelling at her daughter. As I opened my eyes and sat up the moive was showing the young lady urgently beconing her Mother to stop something. I was intent on the screen as I watched the girl change more and more to a Yorkshire sow. Indeed others around her changed to boars as they were men before. I felt my pecker getting hard and a burning felling in my guts.
The screen showed all the attacking army changed to swine and running about in wild desire for the one pretty sow. Oh at that moment I was so erect I thought it might burst.
As the add came on again I switched off the TV. I thought to eat something but could not get up. Looking at my legs the terror of what was to come filled both sight and mind.
Toes had changed to black cloven hooves. Legs had changed to look beastial of form and sprouting bristles. My guts rumbled as the change worked North toward my head.
I laid down not knowing what was really happening or just in hope it was all a dream. As I laid there the feeling of something inching it's way up my stomac made me sit up and take a good look.
"Damn!' was all i said as the sight of hog thighs, groin, and the wiggle of a pig's tail brought me back to reality. My dic was gone and a prickly covering like a sheath ran from the groin up my stomac to just short of the outie navel.
Leaning on the couch with elbows dug deep into the cushions I tried to hoist myself up onto the new hoggy legs. At last I stood hunched over the couch and feeling the strength building in those beastial legs.
The thought to exclaim my terror brought only more terror as instead on a word I spoke only a squeal. Stunned I hung over the couch as my mind ran in circles. A causual look to my right side saw a bulging belly and sprouting bristles moving up my sides and chest.
As I pressed into the couch and tried to push my building hog body up I found new cloven trotters had replaced my hands. Arms too had changed as the chest muscles expanded. I stood raised on forelegs and new the change was working on my head.
A dull ache in my forehead brought the blinding pain which made eyes close tight shut. Shaking my head violently till the pain quit. As eyes opened the view was not human and my hoggy eyes peered into a world in which I was a small player with a big animal body.
I stood down onto the blanket and looked about the room from a new perspective. Soon my flowers and plants were just nubs. I pranced about feeling the agility of the hog boar body to be thrilling. It was over an hour till I stopped again on the blanket and by accident hit the TV remote.
On the big screen came the rerun of the movie I'd watched before the change began. Willow was again intoxicating me with strange feeling of anticapations.
Sitting like a kid on big round buttocks as front legs held up my growing body I watched the movie to that great part when people became hogs. At last it started again and i squealed softly as I watched the girl change to sow. It was then I felt the urge.
A large pink shaft began to press out of that tough skinned pouch. Longer in rose as the head flared out almost flat but still looking a little circumcised. I stood up and felt my pelvic rear rock as if to push the thing out, out, out!
Soon enough the movie continued and I drank in the sexual idea of being a swine for life. As the pangs of beastial delight pulsed into my mind the rock hard hog cock spewed it's sticky load onto the blanket.
I believe the hoggy masterbation went on a dozen time till I laid over on one side, my hog cock still out striaght and fell asleep. Dreams of mounting sows and running naked in pastures filling the mental screen.
RING, RING, went the phone in an instant I grabbed it and said, "Hello?"
I was stunned to here the man from the shop asking me if I had enjoyed my sample? I was stunned even more to see I was on my bed and human again too. I replied fine and told him I'd see him at noon.
"What a wild dream that ointment induced I said to myself."
I got up and walked to the kitchen for some wakeup juice. The sight of the red blanket on the livingroom floor stopped me quick. As i stepped closer the sight of drying yellow globs of smelly stuff laid everywhere. My plants and flowers were gone, eaten!
The small green glass jar sat on the floor empty next to it's lid.
Kneeling down I sniffed the yellow globs and seemed to remember something about them. As I poked a finger into the biggest glob it was still moist. A sniff lead me to touch it to tongue for a taste.
SALTY, it was and had a pungent odor and taste. Standing on knees I closed my eyes as if some far lost memory was beconing to pop out of my mind.
RING, Ring, went the phone again.
I reached to pick it up and heard the little man tell me not to touch any of the semen which might have ejocked about the floor. I studdered and stammered then told I'd already tasted the stuff. The old man laughed at me and told me to come A.S.A.P.
Hanging up the phone I went to shave and get ready still not understanding the conversation. As mind became alert and eyes focused on the bathroom mirror the facts became apparent.
My wiskers were again growing bristles. My nose was rapidly becoming a boars blessing. As I stood thinking about the night before I got one stiff hoggy boars hard. "OPPS!"