The next morning the wizard returns to the sty where you are. "Well, I've decided I am
going to give you a form you will enjoy, since you seem to want to return to being human,
but also love being a sow so much. I am also in need of a servant, so this will suit both of
us. You will remain in this form until you have worked off your debt to me."
You are confused about what the wizard is talking about and slightly sleepy still from the
night before and the encounter with the bore. The wizard enters the sty and walks over to
you, holding another vial. He pulls your snout back. with some protest from you, and pours
the vial's contents into your mouth. There is a lot of it, and some of it dribbles out of your
mouth and down your mud-caked belly.
"Now, enjoy the changes this time." The wizard laughs.
You feel a strange tingling all over again. Your pig form is definitely shifting, your torso
shrinking slightly in size, your arms and legs extending out again. Soon you realize you
have human-shaped arms and legs once more. You are able to bend them and move them
like a human can. You face flattens and becomes more human as well. You are able to
make human-vocalization instead of just squeals and grunts, and your rubbery lips allow
you to form words. You also feel a very pleasurable feeling in your groin as your manhood
begins to return. The little nerve cluster that was your sow lit expands and lengthens. You
moan as you feel is stiffen from the sensation of the changes.
But the changes suddenly begin to slow.
You hands don't fully reform into human hands. They seem to have stopped somewhere
between human fingers and the fused hooves of a pig. There are three slightly-hardened,
black finger-like structures on each hand. Enough to carry or manipulate something
clumsily, but not articulate enough to do things a human hand would be able to do.
You reach up and feel your face, which has also stopped midway between human and pig.
It is general human-shaped, but you still have full, floppy pig ears. Your nose is a pig's
nose; slightly moist and flaring. It pushes outward in a small snout, and your lips are still
somewhat thick and rubbery. You find it is easy to still make grunting and snorting noises.
You hesitate to look down, but finally do. Your torso is now mostly human, but your skin is
still very pink and covered in fine downy fuzz. You have eight very defined nipples
traveling down your torso, slightly swollen in anticipation of piglets. Below those is your
now ambiguous genitals. You seem to have a very small version of your penis back, about
an inch and a half, but below it is also your wet sow vagina. You notice you are also still
very overweight like a pig, with belly rolls making each nipple more defined, and a slight
panus rolling over your hermaphroditic sow genitalia.
You tentatively reach down with your piggish hand, feeling the slickness there and reveling
in the sensation. Your human mind is also entirely back, but you feel your sow instincts as
well. Sitting there in front of the wizard, half transformed between pig and human and
touching your damp sex, you feel the pull of breeding with the boar again. The wizard's
face pulls up in a sneer.
"Well, as you can see, you are now my pig slave. You will still live out here in the sty, but
you will also be doing manual labor for me and you will also be birthing new litters of
piglets. Yes, despite having your dick come back slightly, you also have the internal
reproductive organs of a sow, and you will continue to feel the desire to mate like one."
Your human mind understand everything he is saying and is boiling over with rage, but
your sow brain seems not to protest at all, in fact, it's becoming quite aroused again by the
changes and the musk of the boar coming from the sty. You reach down and clasp your
belly, knowing you are pregnant with a little of piglets. Your thighs are thick and woman-
like, making it clear what your body is built for. Your penis is hard despite all this, the
musk of boar arousing you. You manage to look up at the wizard, and croak out "W-why?!"
"I think you will grow to like this form. Who knows, maybe you will never desire to be
turned back after knowing the pleasures of being a pig slave here. I have to return to finish
cleaning up the mess you made in my workshop, but I know you will be fine out here with
my boar for a few hours. I will come check in on you and put you to work in the afternoon
after you've finished having yourself pumped full of boar semen. I know you won't try and
escape, the desire for you to mate from your sow brain is too strong."
You want to fight back, to run, but you know it's true. You sink back onto your thick
bottom in the mud of the sty, feeling it slickly mash up against your hermaphroditic
genitals. You can hear the boar rooting around behind you, and you can smell him. You
find yourself lowering your belly with it's thick, sensitive nipples down onto the floor of the
sty, making squeals and grunts, trying to call the boar over to you. Your micro penis is
hard and you feel it pushing up against your significant fat rolls. The scent of the sty and
the boar is intoxicating and you want it to take you right now. The wizard was right, you
were no match for fighting your sow urges to be fucked and bear litters of piglets. You
oink even louder, knowing that the experience would be even more pleasurable this time,
even as your human mind fights what you were doing with a vengeance.
The boar trots over and mounts you, ramming it's hard cock into your glistening pig pussy,
your cock becoming even harder. You run a hand-hoof over your sensitive nipples and the
boar takes you and thrusts into you. You are just a sow pig slave being fucked by your
master's boar, impregnating you with his seed over and over. You feel your pussy begin to
spasm in an intense orgasm, and the boar comes inside you, his pulsating cock filling you
up with his semen. His musk is intense, and the pheromones are driving you wild, despite
being half human male. Your sow side if in ecstasy, and you are involuntarily squealing in
pleasure. It continues to hold it's dick inside you, making sure all of it's seed has been
released. You feel your own small erection climax, a meager and paltry amount of semen
squirting from it's tip, driving home how dominant the sow part of you is now. You oink
and grunt softly and the boar disengages, your hand feeling your fat belly and knowing it
is full of his seed.
After you and the boar finish, you roll over into the mud and sleepily. You know how wrong
all of this is, but you are so turned on by the idea of living as a pig slave to this wizard,
being constantly impregnated by his boar.