"What do you mean?" grunted the boar-man Jessica.
"Chinese Zodiac." answered Mei Ling. "My grandfather was a Taoist priest and I learned a few things about Chinese magic, enough to recognize what's going on here. You were born in the Year of the Boar. There's a way of applying a curse based on the Zodiac to a set of twelve individuals born in the appropriate years. You've acquired some of the characteristics of a male pig, which is what a boar is."
"But I don't want to be a male pig!"
Mei Ling shrugged. "That's why its called a curse. You piss off any Chinese sorcerors lately?"
"No!"
"Maybe your parents have."
"Damn!" shouted Jessica. "And the worst of it is that I really, really want to fuck you."
Mei Ling nodded. "You've got the sex drive of a boar too." She moved closer to the pig-man. "You did know I was bi, right?"
"Well, yeah, but I'm a pig!"
"So all of that stuff about loving the person and not the body is just PC crap to you?"
"But I'm not even human!"
Mei Ling rolled her eyes. "Oh, like being human is so great." She put the tips of her finger on Jessica's rigid new penis. "Less talking, more fucking, pig-boy."
Jessica seized the Chinese-American girl in her newly powerful arms, and Mei Ling supported herself with her arms on her lover's shoulders. "Hands under my butt, pig-boy" she whispered, and together the two maneuvered Mei Ling's vagina onto Jessica's penis. Jessica's grunts mingled with Mei Ling's moans as the raw, bestial, male nature of Jessica's new sensations flooded his consciousness and the two climaxed together.
Mei Ling disengaged herself from Jessica's grasp. She was smiling. "Not bad, pig-boy, not bad at all."