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The mascot is a pig
Sitting on the bench next to his locker Tyler rubbed his stomach as it gurgled slightly, his four pack abs
disappearing underneath his singlet. He reached down to tie his wrestling shoes, his balls expanding and
changing, starting to produce new piggish hormones that would change his body.
Standing he suddenly felt dizzy, quickly sitting back down and laying across the bench, he rubbed his tender
balls, feeling as if he had just been kicked, letting out a moan as jolts of pleasure suddenly shot across his
body, his dick starting to chub up slightly, singlet starting to stretch across his ass, stomach and chest.
His ass expanded with muscle and fat, followed by his stomach slowly thickening, straining the stretchy
fabric.
Tyler's hard cock was now clearly outlined, he moved hit thickening hand up from his balls, giving it a stroke
through the material, letting out an inhuman deep grunt. As he stroked his foreskin was quickly growing back,
merging to the skin on his stomach and forming a sheath, hairs growing across it.
Shoulders widened and thickened, hard chest pushing forward and softening, the outline of his nipples slowly
growing larger, chest hairs pushing out over the top of his singlet, spreading up his thickening neck and
across his face.
Stroking fingers are starting to merge, thumbs thickening as well until three large fingers now adorn both
hands.
Hairs are now poking through the stretched material as Tyler's face chubs up, ears getting pointed, nose
turning upward, tusks pushing out of his lips.
Tyler quickly jumps up as the sound of a groaning squeal comes from around the corner, he slowly starts to
walk toward the noise, cock still hard...
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