Some time later, you find yourself waking up in your room, your head hazy.
What a horrible dream! You'd turned into a half-pig creature, and your girlfriend had had you roasted for dinner!
You moan, partly because of your headache, partly because your nightmare is finally over. "Unnnnn...*oink*!"
You're suddenly wide awake. You quickly bring your hooves up and feel your snout. It wasn't a dream!
But... but... you'd been eaten! You try to sit up and look down at yourself, checking for missing parts, but as you frantically scrabble your hooves over your pig body, you don't find anything missing or painful.
You snort and oink in relief, and fall back on the bed, wondering what on earth happened. You distinctly remember your girlfriend having you hauled off to the kitchens, and then---
Suddenly, there's scraping at the door as a pair of hooves try to turn the handle. The door opens, and your girlfriend trots in!
"You're awake!" she squeals in excitement, clapping her hooves together. "They said you'd regenerate soon!"
"Regenerate?" you ask, confused, scratching one floppy ear.
"After dinner last night, silly. Oh my gosh, honey, you were soooo delicious! I went back for seconds, thirds, fourths, fifths!" She snorts with contentment and pats her large pig belly with her hooves.
"You ate me?"
"Of course!" she squeals, wiggling her snout. "Don't you remember? Oh, you roasted up beautifully! Everyone said you were the best pork they'd ever tasted, and that wolf pack didn't leave until they'd finished every last scrap of you."
"I can't believe you ate me."
"Oh, honey, you just have no idea how delicious you are. Go look at yourself in a mirror. You'll want to eat you too!"
"Uh... no, thanks."
She snorts and grins at you. "It's okay, we can do something different today. I'm not hungry... yet." There's something uncomfortably familiar about the gleam in her piggish eyes as she smiles at you.