You feel your body expanding, getting fatter and fatter. Your ears grow to the top of your head and become floppy. A pigs snout now occupies the the central location of your enlarged head . As you turn to look into the mirror its obvious that you have few human features laft, and while still attired in ruffles and bows, are quite simply an anthro sissy sow. You go to speak , but all that emerges from your lipstick covered snout are grunts , squeals , and oinks. You start to stomp your dainty foot in anger but the pig trotters in your maryjanes cause you to slide off balance. You try and catch yourself , but you now weigh over 350 pounds, and go crashing to the floor. You find yourself on all fours. Hands still not completely pigs feat, but your oh so sweet maryjanes wont stay on your transformed trotters. You stare into the mirror as a large fart ruffles your petticoats. You are still in full makeup , lipstick and eye shadow, lashes a mile long . Long blonde curls encircle your sows face as your piggy ears poke out flopping forward. You are the complete physical manifestation of Miss Piggy. A sissy sow. Prissy the pig. The goth girls laugh, barely able to stand. " One more time, why stop here." one of the girls laughs. " I dont know , shes kinda cute like this . Real freak show material" The one gothy troll points her gun at the sissy sow you are now." Let me know. One more blast and she will be more pig than Prissy. This could be a lifetime of oinking and eating slop sweetie. Ha Ha ha Ha."