Phil tugs and pulls at the two strong boarmen holding him.
For what seems like hours he fights their hold. Not budging them again.
When Phil exhausts himself he is led into the long house. A building that is quite dark inside giving a
cooling breeze coming from some unknown location.
They lead Phil to a long strange table and strap him face down. The only part of the table holding him is
resting against his chest. There are two bars that run down the side of his body to support his legs and he is
shackled to the table by his arms and legs.
A shaman came up with an elixir and presents it to Phil's lips.
Drink up my boy.
NO! Phil Shakes his head from side to side.
The Shaman pinches Phil's nose and begins to pour the elixir down Phil's throat.
Phil spits it out as much as he could.
Now now now that just wont do.
The shaman takes a bigger bowl of the vile tasting liquid and what looks like a funnel. He places the funnel
at Phil's mouth and pinches his nose again. When Phil opens his mouth to take a breath the shaman takes the
end of the funnel and forces it down Phil's throat past his tongue and somewhat into his throat.
Now that first one was just going to help you a bit but this will make you a very horny sow.
Phil's eyes began to tear up as he felt the liquid go down his throat landing in his empty belly.
When the last drop ended the shaman took the funnel out and petted Phil on the head like a prized puppy.
Good boy. I knew you could do it.
Phil laid there shackled to the table for hours before the first of the perceived changes began.
His head began to elongate pushing his ears up and out. His nose turned up and his furry body became almost
smooth with a rough amount of hair. Phil felt his belly begin to sag and there was a tingling at his crotch.
It took hours of painful transformation before the boarmen bruisers let him up. He stood unsteadily on his
back legs. They now had hoofs but he was able to stand up straight as his arms were now quite a bit shorter
but they remained hands. He rested them on his elongated belly going up to his chest where he found that he
now had multiple nipples. Phil was unable to see his crotch but when he walked over to get a drink at a trough
he saw in the reflection that there was now a pigs vagina where his cock once was.
I see you have become a nice sow now Phyllis.
A big fat anthro boar waddled up to him and said lets just see how good you are. He grabbed Phyllis and pushed
him down and entered her quickly. Phil was both nauseated and excited at the same time.
When the fat boar ended another took his place and then another and eventually ending with the two that had
held him so securely.
When they had finished Phyllis was exhausted and slept.
When he woke he knew that he had been impregnated by the hoard and would have the first of many many litters.