Once the contract was signed I walked calmy to the theater door and then started to run. Down the street, dodging people and an occasional screaming animal which little of doubt was very human hours before.
Down the main street I ran till a heavy hand grabbed my shoulder. "What's the rush there buster!" said a gruff voice from behind me.
I turned to see of all things a red jacketed Coachman. His red velvet coach and eight black donkeys, and him leaning down to grab my shoulder.
"I have a task on the mainland and must catch a ferry. Madame' Illusia wants me to get something and I'm doing it as quick as I can!" I said in rambled speach.
"I think Security need check out this story or the Park might be losing a fine specimen, GUARDS!" called the Coachman.
They came out of the woodwork to yank me off my feet and rush me into a small brick building. Once inside I was quickly stripped and placed in a holding cell. The guards made sport of the half hog, half human wishing to take the ferry home. I waited some time as the guards joked and laughed at me and the future of a hog and one boar.
"It checks out he can go to the ferry!" announced one big guard.
My clothes were returned and soon the ferry whistled from the dock and I was away from the island, but still in fear of my loins.
Off the ferry I jogged and into the vast parking lots to find my car and drive for home. "I got to get the money from the bank tomorrow and drive straight here!" I thought to myself. A screech, of rubber tires on the main road and off I was to save my friend and myself as well.
A five hour drive made me stop at a rest area along the highway. The personal need to relieve one's bladder and have the privacy too! Droppping the pants and free a mighty boar's cock, point it down and let go the rush. All went fine till as I opened the car door a wafting scent touched my deranged nose. A truck loaded with sows going to market found me gripping the car door in fear. A boar's penis ripped a button from off my shirt as it jetted outward, errect and willing. I had all I could do to hold myself in place till the truck moved away and the scent faded as my rock hard cock softened and melted away.
Then the second terror hit me with terrible possibilities. Two men walking to there car make not today is Saturday and then tomorrow being Sunday the bank I need money from is closed! I must wait till Monday and then drive five hours back to the ferry. An hour aboard the ferry and a long walk to Madame's exibit, can I remain vigil to think as human and not let this sexual ache drive me to be some mindless boar.
At last into one's home I waddle. Cloven hooves now adorn my feet. The realization of my changing self brings new urges such as eating anything that is a plant. My house plants, the fridge's bounty of salad makings, and fruits. I end up sitting in the living room and watch a movie to distract my sexual urges.
Luck was not mine as the movie progressed and in a wild and fear making scene an army of men were turned to swine. The scene of a princess changing to a sow was too much as my hands gripped the boarish shaft and began to stroke it for all I was worth.
Lust, wild animal beastial lust roared in my thoughts. Desire to reach into the screen and jump the pretty Yorkshire sow was a possible thought. As my nose went a hard thunk on the glass screen the realization of the animal lust and drive made a painful reminder or where I was.
Just then the four pounds of testicles erupted inot a spewing spray of boar semen which plastered the TV screen and flew in all directions. As fingers gripped the shaft I flopped on my back and screamed. I did not know if I could last to Monday with these deep seeded needs for sex and sex with hogs.