"Very well" replied Mercedes "But this lovely lady's needs come first. Where's the new boar?"
Clarissa grinned. "I took him to my place. I'm sure he'll be happy to see an old friend. And Mary's there too, but under quarantine until we figure out what's going on."
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Reunited, Jess and Rob immediately joined in ecstatic, squealing, heaving, grunting sexual congress that drove out the last regrets either might have felt at losing humanity. They were pigs now, and gloried in it. The vigor of their mating brought a smile to the faces of Mercedes and Clarissa as well. As faithful servants of the goddess, they hoped to be reborn as divine pigs in Her Most Radiant and Glorious Sty, where such joys would be theirs for eternity.
Mercedes tore her eyes from the sight and turned to Clarissa, who walked her over to the sty where an increasingly frustrated Mary, longing to socialize with other members of her new species, sat.
Mercedes was very good at aura-sensing, one reason she had been chosen for the job of locating Jess. Mary's aura was overwhelmingly porcine, with just a few lingering traces of her human origin, but there were also some disturbing notes. Some bovine (Mercedes's nose wrinkled in disgust) and some kind of strange hyperfemininity that overlay her female aura.
"Did you take more than one potion, honored lady?" she asked Mary.
Mary tried to remember. It was so hard, and not particularly pleasant, to remember her human life. "Think so" she answered. "Cow, woman, then pig. Pig best."
"Where did these potions come from?"
"Package, outside door. So hungry, eat now?"
Mercedes gave Mary a peach, which the new-made pig eagerly devoured.