Paul could smell the perfumed air of sows, cows, and other farm animals. He looked to the left and pondered gping to see ole' dco Palmer, but the thought of agony after the operations made him shudder.
Taking a big breath, he again sighed and slowly walked to the right and what he knew to be doom. Oddly enough even to Paul as he got closer to that wafting perfume, the faster he walked.
After only a hundred yards or so his boar's cock was pressed hard against the inside of his pants. Now an ache for sexual release was building to creshendo. He had to find a willing, pretty, female to give his semen present to or bust.
Feeling the building lust for the round rump of a sow Paul walked faster. His chest ached as the shirt buttons began to pop off one by one. His belt was now far too tight and he fumbled with the buckle as he walked.
Making growling sounds quite outloud he heard himself and smiled. A strange action he thought to growl like an animal in lust, he was still a man! A man for now but as he got much closer and could see the hogs milling about in their pasture Paul peeled off both shirt and T-shirt to show his dark skin.
A quick look at what he thought to be a darkened tan, was in fact the color of his coming self. As bristles flarred and began to cover arms, chest, and belly, Paul fumbled for a second with that tight belt.
Stopping to fight with the unbareable thing the belt at last flew open and with it the snap and fly. Down to his ankles dropped the pants till he stood in his whitey tightie's, socks, and tennys.
Stepping out of what his changing mind told him was not going to be needed, he began his hurried walk toward the love he wanted to much. At last he stood aside the hog tight, bull strong, and horse high fence. Checking the fence, no barbed wire or electric jolting wire could be found.
Paul's itching legs and tightening tennies' made him rub leg against leg which only made his balls twitch the more. As he reached down, bending over the strain made his stretching tail bone sprout it's growth. Fingers stiff and almost unworkable pursed the shoelaces. Then angered by lack of success he worked one show off with the other foot and with a kick got off the last.
His breathing was getting rapid and he felt raw muscle offering new strengths. Lifting a leg high he rolled over the fence and fell onto Paul's toughened back. Laying for a minute the fall seemed to knock both wind and purpose for within. Now quiet and looking into the bright blue sky he had rememberance of his human exsistance and what might be lost if this silly plan went along.
Paul was decided tto clim back over the fence and struggle to see doc Palmer but, just then he was surrounded by the sweet smelling herd of extra horny sows. Grunting, sniffing, snorting, the herd of sows took each a sniff and some a lick of Paul's exposed maleness. Piggy squeals of joy and instilled swine lust made the herd trot in circled delight around the boar forming in front of them.
Again Paul was attracked to the sows as his big cock stiffened. Paul rolled over to try and stand up, but all efforts seemed in vain. He watched the sows and felt with each passing minute the building of strength and mass about his body. The action of his building form coupled with a lusty desire he could not shake off. All worked well to make the boar he wasn't yet bridge the gap and force his body to change.
Reaching a hand to stroke those passing bristly rumps his attention was drawn to what had been a hand. Now dark brown cloven hooves and a fore leg of one growing big boar were held out for friendship. Paul knew he should scream and run but the lust he felt was so enormus this just didn't matter.
Suddenly with his touch the health round rump in front of him stopped. The curled tail wiggled with expected delights, as if to welcome Paul to their herd. Shaking his head back and forth with inner effort to turn away from this his wild desire he found himself stepping closer.
Looking down he watched somewhat in horror and some in delight as his clean pink boar's cock spread the lips of hog sex, and at the same time opened the doors to Hell. Inch after glorious inch slid inside the sow till his view was lost and the hardy sheath pressed into those soaked lips of sow sex.
Arms flayed across the sow's ribs, Paul began his new ritual of slowly thrusting in and out till the lust built his need and those balls exploded their load. Tightened muscles of the sows cunt and vagina gripped Paul's shaft like fists. This along with his sensual feel of bristled rump rubbing bristled belly urged he on like cheerleaders at a game.
Paul, as in times of the past tried to soothe his lover with soft words to urge her lust and desire. Even as he opened his mouth the rank growns of a humping boar emmitted and scared Paul out of his wits.
"What the Hell!" he exclaim mentally but what came out was a true hog's squeal of raw passion.
Now the boar's mindset began it's takeover of what was Paul and would soon be only a lusty animal. Thrusting went into overdrive and the changing man rapidly began to leave humanity, forever.
As desire, sensualness, and absolute animal lust devoured Paul's humanity the final boar took his new shape. A long bodied boar still thin of hog muscles humped at a sow as many others stood waiting their chance. Snorting and grunting the sounds of a boar Paul was quickly drowning in animal lust and beastial delights. Those big balls delivered the surge of a load down the rigid tube and a boar squealed with glee as he made love to a sow.